Sunday, February 28, 2010

It's Complicated

'The only word that can be used for this super-duper movie, It’s Complicated is- “outstanding”. I wish I could have words, so that I could have explained all what I felt while watching this movie.' - from http://www.mister-wong.com/user/ryan099/

LOL. I didn't actually view this film. I read the script of it; but that's quite enough.

Do Not Do as the Romans (When in Rome)

I am going to repeat what Roger Ebert said about Ocean's Thirteen: "This movie is so stuck up on itself, it won't even ask itself out on a date." Neither Duhamel or Kristen Bell hold my attention for longer than ten minutes seconds, before I start thinking about how I am going to write a review without apologizing for having seen the film. But I won't apologize for having seen the flick. When you watch movies like this, you know what you're getting into. And I'm starting to think that I have a fetish for bad movies. I just like to go and see the badness played out in all its commercial mediocrity. I don't know if I so much laugh at the unfunny jokes-- Duhamel's character's cell phone going off in the middle of a wedding (as if that were hilarious... HAHA) -- or if I go to laugh at the people who laugh at these jokes.

Also, maybe it's just me but Josh Duhamel is not attractive looking. I don't know how he got in this film for any other reason than that he was a fashion model. But not even that warrants his being "attractive." He just doesn't do it for me. But Dax Shepard OTOH is crazy hott. Ironically Bell's character is most repelled by him, while she's been dating him for the past three years in real life. Don't ask me how i know that! I just make it my business to know who Dax Shepard is dating at any one time. I loved him ever since Let's Go to Prison, which was far more hilarious than this film.

The Date That Would Live in Infamy

I wish I knew that Roman Polanski was a rapist before attending The Ghost Writer tonight. NO, I haven't been living under a rock, I swear. I just forgot while I was catching up on my AFV's-Top-100 (and thus watched Chinatown) that *that* Roman Polanski was the same as that *other* Roman Polanski.

Mr Richard Roeper said that Polanski's film reminds him of Hitchcock movies. But I think that Richard Roeper needs to actually *see* some Hitchcock before he makes comparisons. I for one, have seen every Hitchcock film -- some multiple times, obviously. And this -- well, barring from a somewhat obvious relevation at the end of the movie hardly has the twists and turns or interesting-factor that would hurl it into the Hitchcock status. I admit I saw Macgregor with his shirt off and I looked, but that's because I have a redhead fetish, not because I thought it was a terribly good film. I'd give it 79% out of 100%. It did, however, make me feel even more certain in my life goal of a) running a beach resort/inn on martha's vineyard, and b) joining the CIA, after I marry the prime minister of Ireland. What?

I saw Shutter Island. Needless to say, it was predictable. You kind of pretty much get the sense that it is really all in his head, and you don't trust any of the set up. Maybe I've seen too many suspense thrillers, or maybe, just maybe, it was not the novel filmgoer experience everyone thinks it is. The other objectionable thing about this movie was the presence of Mr Highfalutin-I'm-A-Serious-Actor-Not-like-they-got-today-but-like-Bogart-type-serious-actor-look-at-me-I'm-so-serious Leonardo DiCaprio. I know that the film was originally written for Pitt in the lead. I wondered to myself, whether I would have had more tolerance for the picture with Pitt in the lead; it certainly may have been more believable. I just cannot see Dicaprio with three kids. I simply cannot.