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Showing posts with label movie review. Show all posts

Spymate: A Movie Review

By Jake 



To put this article into context, imagine that it is a 90 degrees day and you are a little buzzed. You are at your friend's apartment and she is leafing through Netflix's watch instantly feature trying to find something entertaining to watch. Out of the corner of your eye you see a movie with such an absurd title/premise that you have no option other than to watch it. The film is titled Spymate, and it is about a chimpanze spy.

From the opening scene this film grabs you by the throat and does not let go until your eyes roll back into your head and you have severe brain damage. Minky, the chimp spy, is walking through the desert, dressed in a flowing robe and turbin. He reaches a tented area and climbs up one. He cuts a hole in it and peers down onto his partner, Mike, who is being held hostage. As the villains advance toward Mike, Minky drops from the opening and quickly takes out a handful of the enemies using kung fu. He gets into a swordfight with one, which he wins using a very clever trick: ducking a hard sword swing that is looking for decapitation, causing the sword to stick into a wooden support beam, allowing Minky to easily knock him out. Minky and Mike flee, hop into a fan-propelled hangglider and get away as the tents explode from bombs Minky has planted.

This all happens within the first seven minutes! If this film could have kept up this lightning pace of ridiculous chimp action for its full running time, it would have made Gone with the Wind look like an autographed photo of Abe Vigoda. Sadly, a subplot involving circus freaks gets in the way of an otherwise solid entry into the chimp spy genre, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself.

Mike has decided to retire from spying and Minky has followed suit. Mike has a young daughter, Amelia (Emma Roberts), who happens to be the first child who has won the perstigious National Scientific Achievement Award. She has invented a chemical laser drill that will help extract the greatest energy man has ever seen, which is in the Earth's core.

Meanwhile, Minky has become one of America's top celebrities by headlining Circus Boreal. This circus is so exciting, so entertaining, that they can put the word "bore" into its name without people correlating their circus with tedium. As the ringmaster is announcing Minky at his only performance we are privy to see, he slaps on a jetpack and travels seemingly across the United States to make it to the circus before his introduction has finished. I have heard of birds flying, but never chimps, and yet this film has presented us with such a ludicrous event.

Dr. Farley, played by Oscar nominated actor Richard Kind, has developed a lifesize, working version of the chemical laser drill. Amelia and he share a special bond because he presented her with the National Scientific Achievement Award. When he asks Amelia to travel to Japan with him she is hardly reluctant, and she really wants to help get her laser drill working. Little does she know that she is being kidnapped.

When Mike finds out she has been taken to Japan, he and Minky come out of retirement for one last spying. They are joined by Minky's circus freak friends, who all have some sort of superpower like being fast or very fat. These are some of the worst characters I have ever seen in a film, they are fuzzy and "cutely" colored; they seem like Nickelodean's vomit.

Mike and Minky follow a semi-albino man, who is working with Dr. F, until they reach Japan. Then things like skateboarding and Pat Morita training a chimp to be a kung fu master happen. Minky already knows kung fu, and that knowledge is shown to us, not just in the earlier scene in the tent, but also in a fight against Pat Morita's stunt double. If you can find a scene that is shot as poorly as this one in any other film I would be so shocked that I would start convulsing and my eyes would explode out of my head.

Most likely you will not watch this film. It was just the perfect moment in time-- a few hours before grilling and the power going out, about 2 PM-- to view it. Spymate is a great pun title, and there is no arguing that, much like that nobody would argue that Spymate is a quality film. Yet, the opening seven minutes are pure genius.

This is perhaps the most deliberate movie I have seen. During the climax of the picture, Pat Morita shows up to offer help, he is heard to remark to Minky, "Thought you could use some kick butt assistance." Too much screen time is also given to Debra Jo Rupp, the mother on That 70s Show, falling down in a depressing display of slapstick comedy.

The movie ends with the president, played by Weekend at Bernie's II's Barry Bostwick, thanking Minky for his hard work and expressing his hopes that Minky will once again spy for the United States Government. I know I would rest easier knowing that a chimp super spy was protecting us from mad scientists and their ninja henchmen. I would rest even easier if they had not set up for a sequel!

I rate movies based on my overall enjoyment of the film. Even if the movie is technically bad, if I enjoy it I will give it a good rating because I liked it. It is not based on the overall quality of it. So a 5 would be the most mediocre movie possible and anything below that are various degrees of terrible, anything above it are degrees of goodness.

I give this movie a 4 out of 10. It is truly awful and mostly boring. The opening scene was hilarious, but sadly the film was extremely frontloaded. This is the usual problem with chimpanze movies.

Movie Review: Mannequin 2: On the Move

By Jake 



Mannequin 2 opens in the 17th Century. A prince is trying to marry a peasant girl-- obviously a terrible idea. The Queen is upset by this and therefore puts an enchanted necklace around the peasant girl's neck that turns her into a statue. This is possibly the most plausible part of the entire film.

We travel 1,000 years into the future, to 1991, I guess (I didn't do the math, nor will I). We are reintroduced to Mannequin mainstay Hollywood Montrose (ably played by Meshac Taylor). Hollywood is, in turn, introduced to his new assistant. His new assistant bears a striking resemblance to the prince from the opening. We also learn that the enchanted peasant girl statue is coming to their department store, and that true love can break the curse.

Hollywood leaves his assistant, Jason, to attend to the mannequins and the peasant girl, and he kisses the dummy (the statue, not Hollywood)! This kid has some serious problems, but lucky for him he removes her necklace and she's real and played by the great Kristy Swanson.

Jason and Kristy Swanson go dancing and return to his house for the night. It is implied that they make tender love. In the morning while Jason is making her breakfast, she puts the necklace back on and once again becomes a statue. Jason's mom catches Jason on top of the statue, in what appears to her to be a sexual act.

While everybody is freaking out that the peasant girl statue is gone, Jason returns her. He's pretty bummed out. Hollywood is tending to the mannequins when he spies that necklace and removes it and becomes a mannequin himself (oh, the irony).

Kristy Swanson goes on a shopping spree while roided up foreigners (her guards) look for her.

Jason finds Kristy Swanson and they go On the Move in an extremely tiny car. They are caught at Jason's house and Jason goes to jail. The peasant girl is once again a statue, now being guarded by the police.

Hollywood holds his presentation (pronounced many times throughout the film as present-tay-she-un) in which he sings and a bunch of jerks dance badly. Then the peasant girl statue is lowered from a UFO. Jason is there to intercept her. The creepy villain who I have made no mention of yet, because he only now becomes a factor to the plot-- gets up and tries to stop Jason. This leads to a fight in a hot air balloon. The necklace is placed around the villain's neck and he is turned into a mannequin. They throw off of the hot air balloon and he shatters into pieces, murdering him. THE END.

Should everybody see this film? Yes.
Is it good? No.
Is Mannequin 2 better than Weekend at Bernie's 2? That is debatable.

Hi Katy [Volume II, Issue VII]

By Katy



It's been a while since I wrote a Hi Katy quite this lengthy. I wanted to start an introduction by apologizing for the return of the uber-long advice column, but I've decided this merits no apologies. How can I sit by and apologize for bringing you advice on every day matters? I won't, and I won't continue this intro and make this article even longer. Go nuts.

HI Katy,
I am a twenty-three year old aspiring actress in a major metropolitan city. I won't tell you which one because then everyone will know who I am. Let's just say it's in Southern Florida. Anyway, I'm finding it really hard to be an actress here in Miami. I go to auditions and am pretty integrated into the theatre scene, but can't seem to find any substantive television or movie roles. I did one commercial for a car dealership, but I had to be nude for it. Not an ideal situation. Do you have any advice for my career or the best way to get blood stains out a backseat?
-Aspiring Annie

Hi Annie,

Let's tackle this bloodstain problem first. I've been reading this book on various baking soda remedies for various stains and cleaning needs. Unfortunately the section on blood removal had been torn out, but I'm pretty sure blood is exactly like wine. So, throw some baking soda on the stain and blot it up with a damp rag. This will probably take several days if not weeks. Next time put some plastic down first.

As for your mystery location situation... move to L.A. Nothing happens in Miami other than crime and David Caruso has that covered. You might think that everyone moves to L.A. and you'll have less of a chance to make it. BUT, you do have that naked commercial under in your portfolio and that'll give you just the right push to get into amateur porn. It's not posing naked to sell cars. It's having sex while wearing spiked heels and selling sex. Being a porn star is just as glamorous as a being a television or movie star, just with more chlamydia. So, perk up, pack up your face shots, sunglasses, and stuffed Penguin, Gilligan, and sail off to the stardom awaiting you in Hollywood.



If you have trouble finding something in the porn industry, go ahead and get your own reality television show with a couple other bitchy girls and spend a lot of money. Come to think of it, television and movie stars probably have just as much chlamydia.
Hi Katy,
I just joined a gym and have been running on the treadmills. I want to lose at least 30 lbs, how long is this going to take? I can only run on the treadmill for about 20 minutes right now, but will try to add time to that so take that into account please.
-Workout Willie

Hi Willie,

I by no means have enough information to give you a deadline on your weight loss goals. Current weight, height, eating habits, metabolism, muscle to fat ratio... all these things factor in to how
you personally lose weight. If you want to go a full diagnostic on your body, you should look into getting a personal trainer at the gym. They specialize in doing all of this stuff for you so you don't really have to pay attention.

Eating habits are everything. Watching your daily caloric intake and making sure that does not exceed a healthy daily limit for your size is important. Just this evening I was reading Good Housekeeping, a magazine all about how I live my life, and I came across an article about a free weight loss website that actually works! Just like the other thousands of websites that actually work, but at least this one is free and worth checking out. It's a program called SparkPeople and it seems a little too focus on the psychological side of weight loss, but perhaps fat people are just too busy not being psychological. They're too busy being fat. There's a lot of blah blah blah about loving yourself and setting attainable goals, but it's also very comprehensive. I'm signing up right now as I write this, so you know it's truly worth it because I not only give advice, I'm taking my own advice. I will shed 30 pounds with you.

More importantly, there's an option to enter your target weight and how long it will take to obtain that option. So you really didn't need me to write this much at all.. I could have just linked you to the expert. Sorry this wasn't that funny. As an "overweight" person, I take weight loss very seriously. Join me and let's stop being fat.
Hi Katy,
I'm entering an Oscar pool at my office today. What are your predictions? I'm thinking about picking Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon for best picture, but my husband says that's stupid. I need you to help please!!
-Predicting Patty

Hi Patty,

Having an Oscar pool on Academy Awards from 2000 seems like a very gutsy thing to do, but I'm easy, I can roll with this. Let's go down the list of 2000 Oscar nominations for best picture:


  • Gladiator: I went years and year without seeing this movie because frankly, I didn't want to. People went on and on about how awesome it is and I know at least seventy-two people who want to name their children after random characters in this film. Finally, a year or so ago, my friend Tyler finally made me sit down and watch this. It was all right, I guess, but I certainly didn't see it as the spectacular it was suppose to be. I hope it doesn't win. Murdering children should never solicit an award of this caliber.
  • Chocolat: I've never seen this movie. I've heard from several people that it's really good, but as recently pointed out, that rarely leads to me enjoying the film. This is the first time I've bothered to look up what it's about (this goes for at least three other movies on this list). It looks like some French women uses the sins of sweets and children to create heretics out of the French population; burning their churches and supplying them with chocolate covered strawberries instead. Any movie about shoveling fatty treats down chocolate-hating conservatives is a movie I can get behind. But it's not my Oscar pick.
  • Traffic: Haven't seen it. Actually, I started to watch this one time and was otherwise preoccupied with the kitten I adopted at(scooped out of the box and naming while strolling into) a friend's house. He was super cute. I named him Little Mexican because something about the sounds of those words together made this kitten even more adorable then it already was. We laughed, we played, we committed our lives to each other (in a caretaker/caretaked capacity), until one fateful day (a week or so later) when someone ran over my kitten. What the hell is Traffic even about?
  • Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon: Have. Not. Seen. I really enjoy Asian cultures and their histories, but I couldn't give a crap less about movies involving their pets. Frankly, I'm more of a Japanese kinda person anyway. If this movie has a fight between a tiger and a dragon, I want to say the dragon would win, because it would be bigger and can breath fire all over that hairy dragon. But, alas, dragons do not exists. The tiger takes this one... but not my Oscar pick.
  • Erin Brocovich: Now this movie I saw. Over and over and over on FX or TBS or a similar television station that plays the same movies six times a day. It was moving and breathtaking and based on the true story of how Erin Brocovich neglected her young children, leaving them with a strange motorcycle hooligan she met for five minutes and repaid with a handjob. She then spends several hours making sure other children are happy while locking her own up in a closet and feeding them orange peels. In the end, all her children die from poison orange peels. Ironic? Kharma? All of the above? Hello Steven Soderbergh, come and get your Oscar!

  • Hi Katy,
    I'm about to embark on a trip across the country. Traveling long distances of time by myself makes me feel like a combination between truck driver and serial killer. Have you ever made any long distance road trips by yourself? What should I do? I don't really want to pick up a hitchhiker because most of them end up killing people and taking their cars.
    - Traveling Terry

    Hi Terry,

    A trip across the country sounds amazing! I did that back in 2006 when I was in college. I embarked on a Kerouac-eaque adventure, staking my claim from Iowa to Galesburg, IL to Peoria, IL to Bloomington, IL to Chicago, IL to... Galesbrug, IL and back to Iowa. I learned a lot about myself during that journey, but mostly I bought a lot of comic books, board games, stuffed animals, and didn't get to have sex in a cemetery. All in all it was everything I needed to realize I needed to go on an actual cross country trip.

    All of that didn't really matter though, because I didn't go by myself. My longest self drive was from a small town in Illinois to Columbia, MO. It was wonderful. I listened to music, I sang, I drove through rain and sunshine, I wound up on detours Glenn didn't bother to warn me about, and I smoked enough cigarettes to give the car behind me secondhand lung cancer. I LOVE going on drives by myself. I'm sorry you don't feel the same way. Maybe if you imagine you're a serial killer in his off time you won't feel quite so weird about it.

    I also don't think you should completely give up the idea of picking up hitchhikers. In fact, you should pick up hitchhikers and get back into the part of the serial killer. I'm not advocating that you actually murder anyone, but wouldn't it be fun to become progressively more crazy until the hitchhiker tucks and rolls out of your moving car? Take a picture and upload it to Facebook! Once you're rid of the hitchhiker, you can take off beaten paths, find amazing tiny restaurants and haunts, stop at the second and third largest truck stop in the world, and pet a bunny rabbit or two. Consider this trip, the trip you've been waiting for. Don't run out of gas, it'll be embarrassing.



    WHEW. That's enough advice to last you a week. I hope. Because I'm going to give you more next week. Question me. The end.

    Good Morning, It's Time for Revolution!

    By Katy

    I have been sitting here at Job #2 for about three hours fuming about how Internet is no longer available at Job #1 based on the mistakes and negligence of a few employees who should have lost their Internet, rather than the entire center. However, the fuming helped me to realize I better get to writing before I'm Internet-less. So, it's Thursday night, but it's Good Morning Friday.

    Today's Weather





    Looks like we've got some bad weather crashing down on us today, in the form of a shit storm. A shit storm created by a lot of employees who have seen the final proverbial straw after paycuts, new health insurance, discontinuance of our 401K, and janitorial work followed by loads of disrespect, disregard, and snarky fucking e-mails from management. For everyone else though, it's lookin' pretty nice. Today I went outside without my gloves OR my hat OR my scarf. I'm crazy, I know. It's March. March is for madness. I'm mad at my employer. Moo.

    Today's Theatrical Releases

  • Brooklyn's Finest (Rated R for who cares? Alice In Wonderland comes out today)


  • Synopsis: Eddie (Richard Gere), Tango (Don Cheade), and Sal (Ethan Hawke) are all cops about to cross paths. Eddie is a week away from retirement, Sal is struggling to care for his wife and seven kids, and Tango favors his friendship with a prisoner, Caz (Wesley Snipes), over his cop buddies. All three are set to meet on a crime scene set amidst the corrupt and drug-ridden streets of Brooklyn where I hope something happens. Apparently something about "destiny." This movie is destined to make less money than Alice in Wonderland.

    My Take: I've been a fan of cop shows for a long time, Law & Order, Cold Case, CSI,, etc., but I don't care a whole lot for cop shows. Picturing Richard Gere as a police officer seems kind of silly and Ethan Hawke taking care of seven kids is just sad. I'm sure this movie is decent, but I surely won't be seeing it as I'll be spending the entire day watching Alice in Wonderland repeatedly until I understand it/hate it.




  • Alice In Wonderland (Rated PG for kids and this quote straight from IMDB, "a smoking caterpillar.")


  • Synopsis: Even folks over 45 should know the general story of Alice in Wonderland. But Tim Burton just keeps on a truckin'. This story is about Alice (Mia Wasikowska) returning to Wonderland as a 19-year-old and reuniting with all the wonderful people she met on her first trip (that's trip, as in the play-on for taking a trip somewhere as well as a drug trip in which several people take drugs and take a drip through the imagination which is just like Wonderland).

    My Take: So, the other day I watched Alice, a three hour spin on this classic tale with a 21-year-old Alice venturing to bring back her love from the throws of the Queen of Hearts (Kathy Bates). It was insane. It was full of every type of cliche from every type of genre and mixed up with lots of crazy. It was awesome. But I was high. But it was awesome. So terribly awesome that I'm afraid it will outside the Alice in Wonderland I've been waiting so patiently for. I'll see it at my first available opportunity, but don't be surprised if this movie is ten times more disappointing than Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

    Today's Prediction:

    Jake will comment about how overrated Tim Burton is, while Maddie and Glenn will praise the amazing work I do as your Friday GM writer. James won't read this post. I will walk into my manager's office in the morning and explain to her how to speak to human beings over the age of ten, be promptly fired, filed for unemployment, then spend my remaining dollars on Alice in Wonderland. Being overcome in disappointment and the despair of losing my main income, I'll call Glenn and ask if I can live in California with him. Then I will.

    G-G-G-Good Morning

    By Katy

    I'm not actually writing this in the morning. I'm writing this on Thursday night. I wanted to be honest about that flat out because writing for a blog is about trust and so am I. I'll be writing into the morning, so all is well. I hope you're ready for this good morning. We're going to talk about movies, vajazzling, and Korean boy bands. Hold on to your pants, it's Friday morning.



    Today's Theatrical Releases

  • Cop Out (Rated R because it's directed by Kevin Smith)


  • Synopsis: The classic mix: An interracial crime fighting, joke cracking, wacky antics-ing, fun-loving cop duo go on the age old quest to find a stolen baseball card. But wait, there's more. Jimmy Monroe (Bruce Willis) is retired, and it's HIS baseball card. Further more Tracy Morgan is his partner, and he's black (according to IMDB), and his wife is probably cheating on him so he's too busy ranting and raving to find baseball cards. This really is the actual synopsis (other than that thing about Tracy Morgan being black).

    My Take: This movie is going to be hilarious.

    Fact #1: Bruce Willis is hilarious.
    Fact #2: Tracy Morgan is hilarious.
    Fact #3: Baseball cards are hilarious.

    I will most likely go see this movie because Bruce Willis as a cop will never get old and Jason Lee shows up at some point and I heart him (excluding that disastrous decision to take part in the Chipmunks movies). I AM furious that I have to withstand even a few minutes of Michelle Trachtenberg's screen presence, but the pain will be dulled by me not paying to view this movie. (Psst, I'm going to see an illegal copy on the Internets).

  • The Crazies (Rated R for takin' fools down)


  • Synopsis: This is a somewhat remake/loosely based on a movie from the 70's, except it's based in a small town in Pennsylvania instead of a small town in Iowa. A bunch of people in a small town in Iowa are happy with life until they all start killing each other when insanity spreads from neighbor to neighbor. The sheriff tries to stop it, but he's eaten by a batch of preschoolers who are then massacred by the second graders who get their shit handed to them by the sixth graders. Hilarity ensues.

    My Take: You should all be aware from Glenn's GM yesterday that I am currently living in Iowa. I think it's pretty obvious that I'll be viewing this movie because I need to know how to survive when insanity spreads to my hometown and I have to hide out from invading preschoolers. Also, I want my fellow Iowans to know how deeply I care about this state and movies based on it.

  • The Yellow Handkerchief (Rated PG-13 for gross underacting)


  • Synopsis: This is
    everyone's greatest road trip fantasy. Martine (the lifeless Kristin Stewart) is hanging out listlessly in a little Louisiana town when she decides to jump into the vehicle of the first stranger she meets; Gordy (Eddie Redmayne). While Martine joylessly and unemotionally evades Gordy's cat calls, she decides to invite Brett (William Hurt), a recently released criminal, into the solemn mix. The three begin an adventure fit only for downbeat after TV specials that end in group suicide.

    My Take: The keen observer may have noticed that I had a theme going on up there in the synopsis. Kristen Stewart's acting method has led me to believe she's been dipping into Glenn's ketamine reserve. Nevertheless, I actually like her and her inability to emote. While I will most likely/definitely not see this movie in theatres, I'll probably throw it on the ole queue to reserve for a night when I'm a little too happy with life (I'm getting dangerously close).

    Today's Music Video


    Mirotic

    Dong Bang Shin Ki (in Korean)/Tohoshinki (in Japanese) is a South Korean boy band that sings in Korean, Japanese, AND English.. and sometimes all three! No, I don't think that's true, but they do throw some English into some of their songs. They're poppy, saucy, pretty, and generally reminiscent of everything I liked about boy bands growing up except they're prettier and rather than misunderstand the lyrics based on innocence and clever manipulation of underaged girls, I just don't speak Korean or Japanese. But my girlfriend Courtney can speak Japanese, and she can explain the intricacies of Korean boy bands to me. According to Wikipedia their name translates to "The Rising Gods of the East" and I really don't know how else I'd explain them. As a fun side story, some female fan of a rival boy band group was not thrilled with the sucess of TVXQ and poisoned band member Jung Yunho by sending him a drink filled with super glue. Yunho drank it, died, and rose back to life three days later to continue the band's success.

    Today's Vagina Fashion Trend

    Anyone ever hear of vajazzling? I certainly hadn't until it was brought to my attention yesterday. Apparently this is something that took off big when Jennifer Love Hewitt made an announcement that she vajazzles regularly to feel good about her vagina. I know, right? Who would have thought Jennifer Love Hewitt could set trends? (More so, who would have thought Jennifer Love Hewitt could see her own vagina over that chest. HEY-ohhh). That's right ladies. Now, instead of going to the salon to have someone tear out your hair with wax, you can do that AND glue tiny jeweled studs to the newly bare area to add some POP to that pussy. Wait 'til the guys catch on to this!

    Today's Quote

    Can you imagine eating at the Picador?..."I'd like a taco with a side of syphillis...."


    -My Sister, Mary

    Good Morning, good morning! [Family Circus Edition]

    By Katy and Billy

    You ever have one of those days where you feel like someone took a cinder block and crushed your skull, tore out your brain, soaked it in lye, replaced the remainder back in your head and then kicked you in the stomach, made you listen to Firehouse's "Love of a Lifetime" on repeat, giggling, and then ran away? Well I'm having that kind of day. That's why I've asked Billy from The Family Circus to write today's good morning, as I am off to bury my pain in my pillow.


    Today's Family Circus


    Hey there everyone! My name's Billy, but you probably know all that from checking in with the daily Circus antics. I thought this one would be particularly funny because it's about how I write a blog and I'm writing on this blog right now! I'm not going to write about my neighbors though. I already have a blog where I write about my neighbors and I don't think any of you guys are my neighbors. If you are my neighbors, please don't read my blog, but you can read this blog. Okay, you can read my blog, too.



    Today's Weather

    Today's weather is going to be perfect, with a side of chuckles. I'm just joshing. It's going to be fucking cold.

    Today's Theatrical Releases

  • Dear John (Rated PG-13... guess I can't see it!)

    Synopsis: John Tyree (Channing Tatum) is a soldier who comes back to America when the army lets him so he can be free for a little bit. And then he meets this really pretty girl and he really likes her and wants to be with her forever but the army keeps making him go places and do things my parents won't explain to me. So, they write letters. Like, real, in-the-mail type letters... with stamps and everything. I guess this ends up going badly somehow. Will someone let me know how this movie ends up?

    Billy's Take: This movie looks pretty good. It's about love and love is important. Plus, it's also about soldiers and they protect us from bad guys. My mommy and daddy said that when I grow up, if I want to go to college I should join the army because they'll pay for it and all I have to do is take a few trips overseas. I reacted to this statement by saying "if I'm over the sea won't I fall in?" And then everyone laughed.

  • From Paris with Love (Rated R for a whole mess of bad stuff)

  • Synopsis: I guess this takes place in Paris which I'm told is someplace across seas. I said overseas before, but across seas is another way of saying it's somewhere else. Except it's across oceans, not seas. It's in Paris. And the man from Bend It Like Beckham is in it and he works in Paris and he has a very nice girlfriend who he is nice to. And then he also works for the CIA, which my mom says is kinda like being hall monitor. He and John Travolta become partners and monitor the halls of Paris together, I guess.

    Billy's Take: Gosh I don't know about this. I bet it's a real good movie if you're a grown up and understand things like Paris and John Travolta. I just hope this movie makes people happy and hall monitors really proud of where they came from.

    Today's Prediction:

    PJ will probably wonder why the sandbox he plays in is oddly similar to the cat box. Jeffy will poop his pants. He did that last Friday. I will write in my neighbor's blog. Mommy and Daddy will laugh at our antics.

    Thanks a lot for letting me write in your blog. It was very fun and good practice for my blog about my neighbors.

    Friday Morning Comes So Soon [January 22, 2010]

    By Katy 

    I have been completely blanking on anything to write this morning, so I opted to skip ahead to my theatrical reviews. As I continued blanking, Courtney came over and gave me a massage and now I feel amazing. I feel amazing and relaxed and still unbelievably blank head-wise. I know you look forward to Friday to find out how I'm doing, what I'm up to, what job I'm being fired from... but this week has been week II of a very ill Katy, and thus, uneventful. However, today I plan on dropping large quantities of LSD, smoking marijuana, experimenting with European absinthe (properly smuggled), consuming three pounds of wings and washing it all down with half a bottle of NyQuil while simultaneously watching repeated video podcasts of Stuff They Don't Want You To Know, so next week should prove more interesting.

    Today's Theatrical Releases

  • Extraordinary Measures ("Rated PG for thematic material, language and a mild suggestive moment" - An awesomely direct quote from IMDB)

  • I was a bit excited when I saw Harrison Ford's name on this film. I've been re-watching the original Star Wars trilogy all week and it became apparent the only characters I actually really like are Han and R2-D2, so I was excited to see Ford back in the mix. Then, not a millisecond later, I saw that Brendon Fraser co-stars in this film. Ugh. Going on, Keri Russel plays Fraser's wife! There's something completely unpleasant about this mix of actors, and while I'm sure most of it involves the screen presence of Keri Russel and Brendon Fraser, it only worsened as I read the snorefest plot of this movie.

    Synopsis: I can't imagine how they're going to fit all of this into a film, I'm hoping for several montages (continually playing "Don't Stop Believing" and other Journey montage hits) or some simple scripting to save everyone from the drone of exposition. John (Fraser) and his wife Aileen (Russel) are the proud parents of two children who come down with a deadly disease. The children, that is. He's just made it big in corporate America and other than some tugging need for a success story this has little to do with anything else since the main point is that his children are dying. He teams up with Dr. Robert Stonehill (Ford) an under-appreciated scientist who wants a chance to prove his worth by helping John create a cure for his diseased youngsters. It doesn't seem like much happens in the way of events. It's mostly a dramatic, emotional tale of these two men becoming friends until--OH NOES--something goes terribly wrong between them and it somehow has to do with dying kids. That's all I got.

    Maybe I should start doing album reviews or Family Circus-esque comedy on Friday if this is all Hollywood is going to give me. Please vote on this in the comments.


  • Legion (Rated R for disproving the existence of Heaven)

  • I haven't heard of any of the actors/actresses in this movie which commonly points to A.) an extremely redundant horror movie involving mass government conspiracy schemes resulting in retardation and rape or B.) beloved comic book characters come to life only to disappoint thousands of lifetime fans. I think it's fair to rule out 'B.' It apears to be an original screenplay. We can only hope 'A' doesn't come into play for the sake of cinematic integrity everywhere. Haven't we suffered enough?

    Synopsis: Legion begins with a unhappy chap named God (Michael Richards) who sends his legion of angels to wipe out mankind after the final straw: The Street Bible [excerpt]. A group of humans (oh, I forgot, Dennis Quaid is in this movie, get psyched!!) and, for whatever reason, the archangel Michael take on the entire celestial army to retain their First and Second Amendment rights. Massive death and sadness and stuff ensues.

    I have to admit I'm a sucker for religious and celestial mythology (it's a "recovering Christian" aspect, I imagine) but I highly doubt I'll pay to see this in the theatre. I will however, let some sucker pay to take me to dinner and this movie, and go home early without putting out (or even a peck on the cheek) claiming I have to rethink the nature of my soul. Or, ya know, I'll just Netflix it.

  • Tooth Fairy (Rated PG for completely acceptable sporting game violence and questionable physical "comedy")

  • OH EM GEE. That 'oh em gee' was necessary because I was sure NOTHING could top last weeks release of The Spy Next Door, as far as child-focused entertainment goes, but that's because I thought Dwayne Johnson was finished making movies. I've never been more thrilled to be so wrong.

    Synopsis: Dwayne plays a rough, uncontrollable hockey player, known best by his nickname "The Tooth Fairy," because he beats the life (and mostly teeth) out of his opponents. Since severely injuring other human beings is completely legal and acceptable to our society under the guise of sports, this only brings him glory and honor. But, uh oh, what happens when he tells a little girl the tooth fairy doesn't exist? He becomes the tooth fairy for a week! What?! It's true! And Julie Andrews is his boss! Can you imagine Dwayne "The [former] Rock" Johnson wearing a tutu and fairy wings? You won't have to, you can see it! You'll be in fits of giggles every time he twirls in that tulle.

    Who would ever have imagined that a guy so well known for artistically pulverizing people in the ring, would end up here, making children's movies where he plays characters that pulverize people...in the rink? Hey, it was better than "the tooth hurts."

    Today's Prediction:
    Thousands upon millions of young children will flock to the movie theatre to see Tooth Fairy. Suddenly children everywhere are approaching large, burly men in hopes they'll sprout wings and start carelessly tripping over rollerskates and Tonka trucks while handing out smiles and life lessons. Amber alerts will rise and after viewing Legion, God thinks "Hey, I should have thought of that." Angered by our inability to care for our teeth-less children, God declares war on Earth, but fails. OYIT writes more articles and becomes even more awesome.

    Review: Invention of Lying

    By Keelin



    Here was a movie I really wanted to like. In fact, I have been flirting with the co-director and co-writer on Twitter (the not-Ricky Gervais one), so I really, really wanted to like it so that I could offer some heart-felt compliment, prompting this guy to marry me and thus affording me the opportunity to finally meet Ricky Gervais and Karl Pilkington!!!


    Anyway, this did not happen. (I'm still going to compliment the guy -- but it's just going to be total nonsense.) Here's the problem: the script was actually quite good in parts, but the editing was so sloppy! There were three - THREE!!! -- montages in which the characters drank champagne to signify happiness and success. Three champagne-drinking montages is NEVER acceptable. It wouldn't have worked in Chariots of Fire and it doesn't work here. Also, they kept fading to black between scenes because the directors could not figure out how to coherently transition from scene to scene, which is pretty much the only thing the fucking director does other than yell at the actors for getting fat.

    Also, you know a movie sucks when it has to break out random voice over to explain things to the audience. Dudes, script writing 101: no fucking voice over! If your movie needs voice over, then it makes no sense and you should fix it.

    There were a few brilliant scenes and sight gags, especially having to do with religion. Another scene -- a flashback that was painfully out of place in the movie -- was still sort of brilliant on its own. But, the biggest problem with the movie was that the whole premise of Gervais's humor is to force everyday life into the realm of the deeply awkward and uncomfortable. In the non-lying world, no one ever gets uncomfortable or flustered or shamed because they are not ever insulated from unpleasant truth. Cruelty is habitual; it's just the yen of the communicational realm. Beyond the initial amusement of watching people live in a world of pure id, the constant truth just gets tiresome. (And inconsistent: People always tell the truth, but sometimes they keep their thoughts to themselves. Other times, when convenient for the momentum of the movie, the premise seems to shift and people say not only what is true but also just whatever they think.) Lesson: set-ups like this are great for improv troops, bad for films!!

    Finally, Jennifer Garner's character was so contemptible and annoying. I guess you were supposed to like her for her naivete -- except everyone in the movie was naive, so it didn't signify anything special or sweet about her. Also, too much botox.

    The bottom line is you should see the movie for the parody of religion and to give Ricky Gervais some money so he'll make more of those podcasts I like so much. That is all for now.

    Marked for Death (1990)

    By Jake


    Directed by Dwight H. Little
    Written by Michael Grais and Mark Victor
    IMDB

    The mainstream 90s action movie is very reflective of the era. The crack epidemic and gangster rap phenomenon that began in the mid to late 80s was in full blossom by 1990. Terrorism in the United States was almost a laughable fantasy, but would now hit too close for comfort for a lot of people. Action movies in the 2000s generally rely on fantasy (movies based off of comics, video games and toys), getting revenge or wars (the only way terrorism is an acceptable plot device). Marked for Death is a movie that deals with drugs.


    Steven Seagal stars as John Hatcher, a wise-cracking, bone breaking DEA agent. The film opens with Hatcher and his partner chasing a drug dealer. When they catch him they stuff him into the trunk of their car. They take him to a drug lord (though they may not be aware he's a drug lord), who turns on them. Hatcher beats everybody up, even cutting a guy's hand off with a sword. His partner is shot by a naked woman, when he opens the wrong door. Hatcher kills her, but his partner is dead.

    Hatcher decides to retire from the DEA and move back to Chicago and live with his sister. When he meets his niece, we find out he's allergic to cats, which sadly isn't foreshadowing.

    John goes to visit his high school football coach. He thought that Hatcher was dead. He's also extremely upset about some Jamaicans dealing crack and other drugs in the bleachers. Hatcher wants to just leave it alone. They instead decide to go get some drinks.

    Sometimes a movie doesn't flow right so they juggle scenes around, even if it makes less sense and creates plot holes. I think this scene was meant to take place before John Hatcher goes to hang out with his football coach. A guy (with some kind of crazy accent) is interested in making a deal with the Jamaicans. We're introduced to Screwface, the leader of the Jamaican posse. The guy with the accent gets some bad vibes (I guess) and goes to a fortune teller/voodoo doctor. He pays her to put a curse on Screwface.

    The coach and John Hatcher go out for some drinks at a local watering hole. The Jamaicans burst into the bar and open fire at the guy with the accent's posse. Hatcher interjects himself into the gunfight and beats some guys up.

    The Jamaicans ritualistically kill the woman who cursed Screwface. I have absolutely no idea how they knew she cursed him. It must be a sixth sense. They also do a drive-by on John's sister's house and his niece is hit.

    Although, they all escape alive, when John returns to the house he finds that there are strange markings. He consults with an expert and is told that he and his family are marked for death (like the title of the film). He races back to his sister's house just in time to save her from a ritualistic death.

    Seagal and his coach team up to take it to the Jamaicans. First they have a car chase which leads to a shootout/fight in a department store.



    Then they team up with a Jamaican Chicago cop and decide to hit them where they party. Stuff blows up and Hatcher and Screwface (along with several henchmen) face off. Bones are broken and Screwface is beheaded. Hatcher, the coach and the cop head back to another hideout for the Jamaicans in order to get them to leave using the old "you cut the head off the rattlesnake" mentality. But wait: Screwface has a twin brother, who Hatcher also easily kills.

    Action movies are pretty overblown by nature, and Seagal flicks are gratuitously ludicrous. While not a good movie in the traditional Citizen Kane sense, it is good for an overblown action movie. It's an escapist fantasy over feeling helpless while watching your city fall apart during the mid-80s/early-90s crack epidemic. In the beginning Hatcher doesn't want to get involved, as long as it doesn't hit too close to home. When it does, Seagal goes crazy and cuts a head off with a sword, just like you might want to if your family was murdered by Jamaican drug dealers.

    7.5/10