January 7th, 2007
|11:59 pm - Return of Weekend Update Eats France|
Hey. I can't believe it's Sunday night. I can't believe I'm this wiped out. This has been a good weekend, which is not to say that I can make it sound entertaining. Let's see...
On Friday night, I got together with crabmoon, and we decided to see a movie, and she picked Happily N'Ever After. I hadn't even seen a trailer for it, and she was a little unsure, but the "From the producers of Shrek and Shrek 2: Pig in the City" in the trailer sounded promising to her so we checked it out...
I don't know what to say. Her first words to me as the credits rolled were "I hated it," and she feels embarrassed that she suggested it. Whatever. I think she's pretty blameless because really, if Hollywood's willing to throw several million dollars at a movie, you can usually assume that it has some redeeming qualities. Happily N'Ever After was far from being the worst family (or family friendly or whatever) movie I've ever seen, but it wasn't very good. It's a dumb pastiche of the fairy tales everybody remembers, and it's definitely trying to cash in on Shrek's popularity, but fails to include many actual jokes (aside from a little elementary school-level scatological humor. Yay.). The good points were mostly in the celebrity voice acting: Sigourney Weaver is a great villain, and Andy Dick should stop doing his own comedy and devote himself to voice work. George Carlin has like, four lines and gets (almost) top billing, so he must have a pretty good management team, and Wallace Shawn's voice is unique and funny enough that he doesn't have to disguise it. Thing is, it's so unusual for well-established celebrities to give remarkable voice performances, and here's a case where there movie completely fails to support the voice talent.
The (only) other great thing about Happily N'Ever After is that the opening and ending titles both feature Happy Doesn't Have to Have an Ending, which is my favorite They Might Be Giants song. Sadly, it doesn't look as if they're releasing a soundtrack to this movie, and the only place to get this glorious, glorious song is on the CD bundled with a children's book called Bed, Bed, Bed. TMBG is rarely involved in negotiations over the use of their material in the media (consider the Tiny Toons episode that introduced most of us to TMBG, which the band was unaware of until the show had been canceled for six years), and whoever handles that stuff for them has been remarkably good at getting their songs into movies nobody likes: the Power Rangers movie, Ed and His Dead Mother, Sky High, Kids in the Hall: Brain Candy,
Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me (that's right, I'm the only one who hates that one)...
After the movie, we went to hang out with theenigma42 and koriandrkitten, and seanorange showed up. We had curry and watched Pleasantville. This is the first time I've seen Pleasantville all the way through. I'm going to cross it off my list of Things That Have Never Been Any Sort of Priority Whatsoever.
On Saturday I met Ellen for lunch at Pedro's, and we ended up being there for like, three hours. We talked about Vincent Price, law school, and whether or not I'd be able to finish my mushroom enchiladas. I wasn't.
Later in the evening, I get together with evil_jim and we watched a movie called H.G. Wells' War of the Worlds. No, this isn't the Tom Cruise movie, or the one directed by George Pal, nor is it the three-hour, British, so-book-accurate-that-they-didn't-cut-out-the-foot-travel one which I discussed briefly a couple of summers ago. This is a cheap, direct-to-video version that was made specifically to capitalize on the Tom Cruise version, and it was an unremarkable, poor adaptation. Perfectly watchable and competently made, but boring and not particularly faithful. I don't think either one of us would recommend it, and I don't think either one of us would beg you not to see it.
Afterward, we met up with matt_william, crabmoon, theenigma42, koriandrkitten, and Matt's friend, (note to self: find out Matt's friend's name) at Pedro's for karaoke. I was sick a little while ago and am still getting over some of the symptoms, so my throat was killing me, and I didn't sing. I also avoided Rocky Horror. To my surprise, I ran into a girl I work with named Collette and her friend Amy, whom I'd met at Rocky Horror a few weeks back. I have a little crush on Collette which I don't think I should pursue, so I'm sure I was awkward around her. Well, more than usual, I mean.
Today has been relatively uneventful, and that's just fine, too. Went to the parents' house with my sister, walked some dogs, played with others, and faded in and out of consciousness during The Fisher King. I don't spend ALL my time watching movies, I just do it on the weekends. Also hung out briefly with crabmoon again, which never gets old.
And now I'm going to bed. G'night.
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: They Might Be Giants -- Idlewild
Thanks for linking back to that older post about WotW. It was very entertaining & I'd completely forgotton about it.
I recently thought of doing a WotW marathon with all four movies (once I find the George Pal version) but I'm pretty sure I'm the only on that would attend.