Colin Timothy Gagnon (sacredspud) wrote,
Colin Timothy Gagnon

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"Okay, so much for rock and roll. Mozart, anyone?"

Alrighty. First of all, the film festival was probably the most accessible we've ever had. Only one subtitled film, and we watched it first (always a good move). No movies about giant rabbits this time, either. Good films though, and Ellen enjoyed herself, too.
  • Yojimbo: Akira Kurosawa's "masterpiece" about a samurai who's truly trying to be an amoral bastard, but whose empathy for others keeps getting the best of him. Why are there quotes around the word masterpiece? Because the subtitling on the DVD was so awful that we more go the gist of than watched the movie. Having recently seen A Fist Full of Dollars helped. Knowing that A Fist Full of Dollars is a remake of Yojimbo helped even more.

  • The Man Who Wasn't There: I'd seen this one before. It's dark. It's depressing. It's Billy Bob Thornton a gin-soaked film-noir story of infidelity, murder and barberism (get it? Barberism! Oh, you haven't seen the movie? Oh, you have seen the movie and you think it's a dumb joke. Never mind then). I've always thought this movie -- especially the dialogue -- was terribly good, but I also tend to love the Cohen brothers, so you might have to take my opinion with a grain of salt (maybe some lime and tequilla, too).

  • Confessions of a Dangerous Mind: I really liked this film, and I know a lot of people didn't. I also know that Charlie Kaufman wasn't too happy with George Clooney's direction. It's based on the autobiography of Chuck Barris, the "genius" TV producer who created The Dating Game and The Newly-Wed Game, hosted The Gong Show, and killed 33 people as a CIA hitman. Or so he'd like us to believe, anyway. The premise is ridiculous enough, the script is on par with any of Kaufman's other work, and Clooney's direction is, if not perfect in Kaufman's eyes, better than average in mine. Maybe I'd have a different opinion if I'd read the book or were Charlie Kaufman. Oh, and no points for figuring out why I put quotes around the word genius.

  • American Psycho: Yuppies are creepy, creepy people, and they're even creepier when they're serial killers. For most people, this movie does for Hip To Be Square what Reservoir Dogs did for Stuck In The Middle With You, and what One Night At McCool's did for YMCA. Not me, though. Hip To Be Square always made me think of axe murder.

  • Lost In Translation:
  • Show of hands: did anybody who's still reading not know that l like Lost In Translation? No? Good.</li>
Anyway, that was yesterday. Ellen and I didn't make Rocky Horror because, well, despite starting the festival much earlier than usual, we got home around 2:00 A.M. This morning I headed to Stoughton for my sister's birthday meal -- grilled chicken, shish kabobs, and potatoes. Chocolate cake. Good stuff. Her harmonica hasn't arrived yet, so I stopped at Store's Name Omitted to pick up the sort of card that would amuse her. I'd tell you which store that is, but, well, it's a long story.

On the way back I washed my car, and when I got home, I watched an episode of The Real Ghostbusters (remember that show?) called No One Comes to Lupusville. I don't know why I spent two hours of my life watching Underworld -- a movie I was underequipped to enjoy -- when I could've watched The Real Ghostbusters. I'm kidding. Anyway, the premise of No One Comes To Lupusville is basically in the same ballpark as that of Underworld, but it features snappy dialogue such as this:
Egon: What happens when a werewolf bites a vampire, and a vampire bites a werewolf?
Winston: Man, talk about Democracy in action.
Peter: I'm hip. But guys, don't you want to stay around and see who wins?
Ray, Egon and Winston: No.
Alright. That's enough entry for now. I'll leave you with this little thing that everybody's been posting over the last couple of days. Actually, I saw it first on Meg's journal... None of y'all know Meg -- hell, even I don't know Meg. No link because I'd prefer not to admit that I'm stalking people via their journals (hi, Jim!).
1.Go into your LJ's archives.
2.Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3.Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4.Post the text of the sentence in your LJ along with these instructions.
And the winner is: Hey, raw broccoli is the tactical nuclear missile.

No explanation because when I put that in my journal, I didn't know what it meant. Addendum: I just looked at that entry, and I do remember. It's in the comments.
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