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Movie Review: The Big Lebowski

Phil — Tue, 30 Mar 2010 00:26:17 +0000

A relentless barrage of perfect awesomeness.

Movie Review: Across 110th Street

Phil — Tue, 23 Mar 2010 17:46:50 +0000

One time I bought a salad dressing called “Jamaica Me Bleu” Blue Cheese Dressing. It was just awful. But I purchased it because it had a clever name. This is a mistake. Although I’ve always said that the best part about creating something is naming it, you should never purchase an item based on it’s name alone.

In the case of “Across 110th Street”, I snagged the DVD because I had grooved to the Bobby Womack theme song (it’s on a CD called “Pimps, Players, & Private Eyes“ – a classic) a few times before and figured it would be a pimping, player-ing, private eye-ing movie. While there were a few pimps, maybe even a player or two, there weren’t any private eyes and the film primarily centered around a fairly standard white racist cop paired up with a black cop to try and save the day together formula. It certainly wasn’t what I was expecting – which was more in line with a Shaft, Superfly, etc. style of film. So, to that end, I was a bit disappointed. Certainly no catchy 70’s catch-phrases like, “Looks like you’re gonna have to close it yourself — SHITTY!!”

That’s not to say it was bad. But I have never seen less realistic looking blood in a film – it was easily day-glo orange and had the consistency of heavy cream.

It did, however, stay true to 1970’s-style film making in the sense that it ended both awkwardly and abruptly.

Movie Review: Broken Flowers

Phil — Sat, 20 Mar 2010 02:18:27 +0000

So last night I watched Broken Flowers with Bill Murray. Saw it in the movie bin at the library and just snagged it on a whim. And by “whim” I mean “a capricious or eccentric and often sudden idea” and not “a large capstan that is made with one or more radiating arms to which a horse may be yoked and that is used in mines for raising ore or water.” Although the latter is a much more interesting definition of “whim”.

Yeah. So Broken Flowers with Bill Murray… I think I thought it was okay. I don’t really know? Had it’s moments I suppose. About the movie watching experience I can only say one thing for sure – I really like to eat cheese.

Movie Review: They Live

Phil — Sat, 20 Feb 2010 08:25:21 +0000

While long held in wide esteem for it’s quotable dialogue (“I have come here to chew bubble gum and kick ass… and I’m all out of bubble gum…”, “Life’s a bitch… and it’s back in heat… “) and one of the most ridiculously lengthy fist fights in cinema history, we often times overlook the dramatic performance of “Rowdy” Roddy Piper – He brings to life a character that can only be described as the not-so-bright but brawny homeless Canadian lumberjack bastard son of Robert Redford and Kurt Russell.