It's about 15 minutes before the awards show starts, and I'm calling the following:
Mickey Rourke will win Best Actor, and best song and best picture will be Slumdog Millionaire. But overall, I'm sure Hugh Jackman is gonna be a darn cool host...;)
UPDATE: Hugh Jackman did do a fine job -- he didn't botch the music numbers once. And I TOTALLY called the Slumdog Millionaire stuff, yet sadly disappointed I didn't get Mickey right. Then again, I didn't see Ben Still coming out as Joaquin Phoenix either, so I guess I'll call it even.
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
What Really Gets The Audience Worked Up At The Movies...
I caught "I Am Legend" last night, and as the third film version from the original story, it wasn't half bad. But I'm pretty biased -- if Will Smith made a movie about him just eating a sandwich, I'd probably see it.
Anyhow, as most thrillers go, you'll hear the audience gasp in shock and awe during the movie, but do you know what everyone was most shocked about?
Was it the mutated-zombie-vampire people? The desolate, barren landscape of a New York City turned literally into a concrete jungle? Or Will Smith's hunting deer with an M-4 assault rifle?
No, none of the above. It was when he was at a gas station getting gas and, well, I think the lady behind me said it best:
Oh My God -- Gas is 6.95 a gallon!!!! Oh MY!!!! NO WAY!!!
It kind of stole the show for a moment, and I guess it says a lot about our society -- we'd rather be turned into flesh-eating mutants than have to pay high gas pricess.
Yikes, indeed... ;)
Check it out for yourself (pause the YouTube at 1:13):
Saturday, January 27, 2007
Went To See A Movie, But Saw Something Else Instead...
I went to see "Smokin' Aces" last night - but that's not what this story's about. Oh, if you want my opinion on the film, I'll be more than happy to send you a review.
No, this story is about a "theater-going" experience:
Getting to the theater late, I'm forced to scan for my pal J.K. in the dark. Naturally, I try to blink my eyes to adjust, but the light flickering from the screen is not helping at all. Not wanting to do the old "shout-out-Marco-Polo-style" routine, I walk a bit further up to the front so I can see more of the audience.
And wouldn't you know? Just to piss me off, J.K. was holding up his hand, but it wasn't very high - you know, like in High School when a teacher asks a question but you're not really sure if you want to answer it? It was kinda like that. It was a half-raised, half-assed attempt at getting my attention, to which I immediately bumped into his legs while crossing into the seat next to him.
I said "Excuse Me", but the tone sounded more like, "You're a real F--kwad, you know that?"
Settling into my seat, I was glad no one was sitting in front of me, since the theater didn't have tiered seating.
Just my luck - two guys come rushing into the theater, and guess where they plop down? Of course, the guy that sat in front of me would have the biggest head I'd ever seen on a man, and with hair that looked like he was Kid of Kid 'n Play. I was hoping that he'd slouch after awhile, but no dice.
As the movie progressed, I swear his head was getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't help that he'd be putting on and taking off his glasses every couple minutes. I guess he wasn't sure if he was Nearsighted, Farsighted, or Blind. So, with huge head, giant hair and now an arm blocking my view, I had no choice but to lean to my left and right to catch the action on the screen. I looked like I was swerving through traffic in my seat!
But would I let this get me down? Absolutely not! I figured that after the week I've had, I'm about par for the course, and just lucky that in my life, I can bitch about mundane things like this. But that's what going to the movies is about: sitting in a room full of strangers and engaging in a collective experience.
Though I might think about bringing a pillow with me next time... ;)
No, this story is about a "theater-going" experience:
Getting to the theater late, I'm forced to scan for my pal J.K. in the dark. Naturally, I try to blink my eyes to adjust, but the light flickering from the screen is not helping at all. Not wanting to do the old "shout-out-Marco-Polo-style" routine, I walk a bit further up to the front so I can see more of the audience.
And wouldn't you know? Just to piss me off, J.K. was holding up his hand, but it wasn't very high - you know, like in High School when a teacher asks a question but you're not really sure if you want to answer it? It was kinda like that. It was a half-raised, half-assed attempt at getting my attention, to which I immediately bumped into his legs while crossing into the seat next to him.
I said "Excuse Me", but the tone sounded more like, "You're a real F--kwad, you know that?"
Settling into my seat, I was glad no one was sitting in front of me, since the theater didn't have tiered seating.
Just my luck - two guys come rushing into the theater, and guess where they plop down? Of course, the guy that sat in front of me would have the biggest head I'd ever seen on a man, and with hair that looked like he was Kid of Kid 'n Play. I was hoping that he'd slouch after awhile, but no dice.
As the movie progressed, I swear his head was getting bigger and bigger, and it didn't help that he'd be putting on and taking off his glasses every couple minutes. I guess he wasn't sure if he was Nearsighted, Farsighted, or Blind. So, with huge head, giant hair and now an arm blocking my view, I had no choice but to lean to my left and right to catch the action on the screen. I looked like I was swerving through traffic in my seat!
But would I let this get me down? Absolutely not! I figured that after the week I've had, I'm about par for the course, and just lucky that in my life, I can bitch about mundane things like this. But that's what going to the movies is about: sitting in a room full of strangers and engaging in a collective experience.
Though I might think about bringing a pillow with me next time... ;)
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