I talk about stuff
Jul. 23rd, 2009 01:00 pmMostly movies.
I finally saw the one Star Trek TOS movie I'd never seen recently: Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Bad as advertised with the caveat that DeForest Kelley remained amazing just about everywhere he was allowed to be. If the movie was just two hours of him snarking at EVERYBODY, it would have been the best Trek movie of all time.
Besides the general badness of that movie, the thing that really bugged me? Atheist God. ( Wait, what? )
I can't believe a movie that bad inspired that much ranting. Moving on...
I was really pissed off last night as I watched Quarantine, which was a fairly decent spookfest designed around your basic monster-in-the-house/new zombie epidemic lines, and lost the very last minute to a DVD error. Have to get a better disc next time. But it definitely merits a rent if you like that sort of thing. I didn't even mind the cameraman whose footage is the movie (think Cloverfield) technique because they actually used that to tell the damn story.
( Some slight spoilers for how they told the story with a first-person cameraman. )
Jennifer Carpenter scares the crap out of me. If she were in every horror movie I ever saw, I'd never see another one because she is so believably scared, you panic and freak out right along with her. The movie wouldn't have been half so great without her in it.
The Dead Girl, which I added to my Watch It Now queue on Netflix because I was looking for Deadgirl and it sounded interesting, was a stupid movie with far too many stars in it. Toni Collette and Giovanni Ribisi are in it for two minutes, and it's a waste of both their talent. They're fabulous (bonus points for Ribisi calling rape, well, rape), but they needed to be doing better things which show how awesome they are. Rose Byrne, James Franco, Mary Steenburgen, Bruce Davison, Marcia Gay Harden, Josh Brolin, and Brittany Murphy...my god, it's a Six-Degrees-of-Separation gold mine. The movie was meh, but I just thought I'd toss that out there for folk who like to stay one up on the Six Degrees-age.
Last but not least, I'm all for a retrospective on American Psycho, seeing as it's one of the most slyly clever movies I've ever seen, but I cannot forgive this grievous error. I don't care if it's a typo:
On release, audiences were similarly divided. Whilst it made a respectable $15 million in the US (against a $7 million budget), it hardly set the box-office alight. Instead, it gained a cult fandom normally reserved for Monthy Python movies, as evidenced by when a club in New York took its name from Bateman's favourite eatery Dorisa.
THAT WOULD BE DORSIA. It's only mentioned as the holy grail of eateries in the movie, what, a million times? Does not Jared Leto get an axe to the face precisely because he has access? Sheesh. Get it right or go home.
I finally saw the one Star Trek TOS movie I'd never seen recently: Star Trek V: The Final Frontier. Bad as advertised with the caveat that DeForest Kelley remained amazing just about everywhere he was allowed to be. If the movie was just two hours of him snarking at EVERYBODY, it would have been the best Trek movie of all time.
Besides the general badness of that movie, the thing that really bugged me? Atheist God. ( Wait, what? )
I can't believe a movie that bad inspired that much ranting. Moving on...
I was really pissed off last night as I watched Quarantine, which was a fairly decent spookfest designed around your basic monster-in-the-house/new zombie epidemic lines, and lost the very last minute to a DVD error. Have to get a better disc next time. But it definitely merits a rent if you like that sort of thing. I didn't even mind the cameraman whose footage is the movie (think Cloverfield) technique because they actually used that to tell the damn story.
( Some slight spoilers for how they told the story with a first-person cameraman. )
Jennifer Carpenter scares the crap out of me. If she were in every horror movie I ever saw, I'd never see another one because she is so believably scared, you panic and freak out right along with her. The movie wouldn't have been half so great without her in it.
The Dead Girl, which I added to my Watch It Now queue on Netflix because I was looking for Deadgirl and it sounded interesting, was a stupid movie with far too many stars in it. Toni Collette and Giovanni Ribisi are in it for two minutes, and it's a waste of both their talent. They're fabulous (bonus points for Ribisi calling rape, well, rape), but they needed to be doing better things which show how awesome they are. Rose Byrne, James Franco, Mary Steenburgen, Bruce Davison, Marcia Gay Harden, Josh Brolin, and Brittany Murphy...my god, it's a Six-Degrees-of-Separation gold mine. The movie was meh, but I just thought I'd toss that out there for folk who like to stay one up on the Six Degrees-age.
Last but not least, I'm all for a retrospective on American Psycho, seeing as it's one of the most slyly clever movies I've ever seen, but I cannot forgive this grievous error. I don't care if it's a typo:
On release, audiences were similarly divided. Whilst it made a respectable $15 million in the US (against a $7 million budget), it hardly set the box-office alight. Instead, it gained a cult fandom normally reserved for Monthy Python movies, as evidenced by when a club in New York took its name from Bateman's favourite eatery Dorisa.
THAT WOULD BE DORSIA. It's only mentioned as the holy grail of eateries in the movie, what, a million times? Does not Jared Leto get an axe to the face precisely because he has access? Sheesh. Get it right or go home.