Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Only If It's Neat

I’m not going to lie. It’s been a really shitty couple of months. Year, actually. Decade? It’s been a long road. It’s not important to get into here. And just when it looks like something good might happen, I manage to snatch defeat from the jaws of certain victory. I guess I should focus on the positive. At least I’m getting better at destroying the things I love. Expedient. Anyway, I’ve lost much of my appetite for watching movies at home lately. If you know me (which you don’t, because this is the internet) you know that’s not right. I have made it to the theater four times in the last week, which is also out of the ordinary. TABLOID, THE TRIP, and PAGE ONE are all very good. 30 MINUTES OR LESS was a very enjoyable midnight movie, which I laughed at quite a bit. Nothing revolutionary. Your mileage may vary. In keeping with my tradition of not writing about new movies, I will not be saying more on these films (yet…never say never, although I never posted my pages of thoughts on THE TREE OF LIFE, and don’t plan to until I’ve seen it more than twice).
Isn't this great? It's like The Weekly Reader did a serialized version of FANDANGO.
Instead, I’m going to focus on 1985’s FANDANGO. Minor spoilers after the jump, along with my apologies for the quality of the screencaps. I do not possess the proper technology for capturing from a VHS.

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Come On & Buy a Bottle of Twister Wine

[I should mention that this is for the Michael Mann Blogathon going on at Seeti Maar- Diary of a Movie Lover]
 
Spoilers for THE JERICHO MILE (1979) after the jump.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Shell Game

There is a convenience store across the street from my apartment. Behind the register is a photograph of the manager. I wish I could somehow convince the midnight-to-six clerk to sell me the photo, or if someday my life hits the skids I can just hold the place up and take the picture, too. Neither of these things have happened yet. But anytime I see the photo, or the woman herself, I cannot help but think of this.
 

Monday, February 7, 2011

It would be because I would like you to

“God’s terrific. He dropped a church roof on 34 of his worshippers last Wednesday night in Texas as they were groveling through a hymn to his majesty. Don’t you think that felt good?”
 
Spoilers for MANHUNTER (1986) after the jump.