Coach
Bones
I actually watched Coach a few days ago...Thursday? Yeah, Thursday, when it arrived from Netflix. I'll own up and say the only reason I got it is because I really like Hugh Dancy. It was a pretty subpar movie about a trust fund guy who coaches a youth soccer team and meets a nice doctor. Yawn. Not even Hugh's charm could save this overall snooze with a side plot about absentee/hard-working dad and his son.
I started watching Bones...Tuesday, Wednesday? When a friend of mine told me a friend of his was in one episode I've been magnetized since, mostly because I am completely fascinated with the Deschanel accent. I know Zoe has it to, but she doesn't have a 4+ season show available to stream from Netflix, and she is too cutesy. Sometimes the supporting characters can be a little annoying - they're not super developed - and I'm not completely sold on David Boreanaz post-Buffy, but the combo of science and wit is really enjoyable for a straightforward procedural drama, and I'm not worried about my love of those until I pick up NCIS or any Law and Order. Please stop me if I go there.
7.10.2010
7.05.2010
Monday, July 5
Party Down, Season Two
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy
Jennifer's Body
Really I watched all of these on July 4th after a delicious Waffle House breakfast. I prefer Jane Lynch to Megan Mullally on Party Down, but it was still a great season. Not sure what else to say other than boy 10 episodes fly when everyone else is barbecuing away and you are watching people cater an orgy. I'm so sad that it has been canceled. Someone start a campaign to revive it!
Anchorman was on, and so for fun I watched parts of it. I had given myself some distance from the massively over-quoted, over-watched film since it came out, and I was finally able to enjoy it again. Success.
Speaking of success, I experienced the opposite watching Jennifer's Body, Diablo Cody's script about a girl who, after a satanic ritual gone awry, develops a thirst for human blood, preferably pouring out of the mutilated pelvis of a teenage boy. The movie was considered a huge flop, but I actually didn't totally hate it. I can get past Megan Fox's acting -- it was actually appropriate for the role, and even though she is so ridiculously hot, I comfort myself knowing she is married to David Silver from 90210, thus her life can't be much better than mine. Amanda Seyfried played her helpless, moon-faced pal (named Needy) as well as you can when the script calls for you and your gal pal to call each other Monistat and Vagisil. That's the thing though, while Juno was trying with its witty dialogue and pop culture references, Jennifer's Body is reaching for them like I reach for homemade French fries- desperately, obviously and kind of pathetically. There were laughs, but they were outshadowed by otherwise poor dialogue. Surprisingly I actually enjoyed Adam Brody as the leader of a band trying to catch a break, but he's still Seth Cohen to me, no matter how much eyeliner he wears. So was the movie really awful? Depends on your taste. But it's also about the friendship between two young girls who have always been friends even though maybe they don't really have much in common. The thing is, other than looking hot, there is nothing else to Megan Fox's character to make you understand anything about her. She's shallow and pretty unlikeable, but so is Needy.
Due to a half day at work, a great cook out and supply shopping for my new cat, I haven't really watched TV today. What a step. Feels awful.
Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy
Jennifer's Body
Really I watched all of these on July 4th after a delicious Waffle House breakfast. I prefer Jane Lynch to Megan Mullally on Party Down, but it was still a great season. Not sure what else to say other than boy 10 episodes fly when everyone else is barbecuing away and you are watching people cater an orgy. I'm so sad that it has been canceled. Someone start a campaign to revive it!
Anchorman was on, and so for fun I watched parts of it. I had given myself some distance from the massively over-quoted, over-watched film since it came out, and I was finally able to enjoy it again. Success.
Speaking of success, I experienced the opposite watching Jennifer's Body, Diablo Cody's script about a girl who, after a satanic ritual gone awry, develops a thirst for human blood, preferably pouring out of the mutilated pelvis of a teenage boy. The movie was considered a huge flop, but I actually didn't totally hate it. I can get past Megan Fox's acting -- it was actually appropriate for the role, and even though she is so ridiculously hot, I comfort myself knowing she is married to David Silver from 90210, thus her life can't be much better than mine. Amanda Seyfried played her helpless, moon-faced pal (named Needy) as well as you can when the script calls for you and your gal pal to call each other Monistat and Vagisil. That's the thing though, while Juno was trying with its witty dialogue and pop culture references, Jennifer's Body is reaching for them like I reach for homemade French fries- desperately, obviously and kind of pathetically. There were laughs, but they were outshadowed by otherwise poor dialogue. Surprisingly I actually enjoyed Adam Brody as the leader of a band trying to catch a break, but he's still Seth Cohen to me, no matter how much eyeliner he wears. So was the movie really awful? Depends on your taste. But it's also about the friendship between two young girls who have always been friends even though maybe they don't really have much in common. The thing is, other than looking hot, there is nothing else to Megan Fox's character to make you understand anything about her. She's shallow and pretty unlikeable, but so is Needy.
Due to a half day at work, a great cook out and supply shopping for my new cat, I haven't really watched TV today. What a step. Feels awful.
7.04.2010
Saturday, 7/2
Party Down
How Much Do You Love Me
Eclipse
Finally got into Party Down. Watched season one in one sitting. That's like 10 episodes and no productivity on a Friday night. I love it. Love Adam Scott. Love Casey. Kind of annoyed by Ron/season one team leader. Love cunty as an adjective. Love the series. Love the idea of idea of getting drunk at all of these events. Can't wait to finish season two.
How Much Do You Love Me is another French film and features the absolutely insanely gorgeous Monica Bellucci. She plays a prostitute being paid $100,000 a month by a man who just won the lottery to be with him -- or did he? And what about Gerard Depardieu as her pimp/husband/boyfriend? Anyway, lots of the gorgeous Bellucci naked/in a lace slip, fucking a guy with a heart condition. Some of the lighting is annoying as they change to reflect actual events/imaginary happenings. But the really annoying part is how everyone excuses anything they say by saying Bellucci's character is beautiful. Duh. She's hot like a thermometer in Athens. Liked it though, overall.
I excuse seeing Eclipse by saying I chugged like 1/3 bottle of wine before I went, but it was pre-meditated. If anything, I will say that my wine buzz made me enjoy the movie more than I might normally. I am more Team Jacob than ever, and I think any time R-Patz is on screen I am annoyed by his non-actual-good-lookingness-ness. I think they casted that wrong. Also, K-Stew looks a little like a less pretty Leighton Meister???? I don't know. Yay for some of the good parts, but I just can't actually like any of these movies for the awful messages they perpetuate about women's behavior. There's a whole generation of tweens who think they should cook dinner every night and never have sex with their boyfriends. Fuck that, that is dumb. Edward is dumb. Bella is totally stupid.
You know what, though? I'm done with that rant. What I'll say about Eclipse is that the close-ups of all the main characters were kind of mesmerizing, I got caught up despite myself, spent a lot of time smiling a secret drunk smile, and honestly, where the fuck did Jasper's Texan accent come from? Two movies and he's barely talk, and now telling his backstory and making snarky, lame ass comments while doing some kind of fight tutorial. Sorry women and toddler that sat next to me, I laughed/made inappropriate comments through the entire film. No regrets. R-Patz is too hairy and not-abby enough to be a really hot vampire. I'll take Eric Northmany any day...or night.
How Much Do You Love Me
Eclipse
Finally got into Party Down. Watched season one in one sitting. That's like 10 episodes and no productivity on a Friday night. I love it. Love Adam Scott. Love Casey. Kind of annoyed by Ron/season one team leader. Love cunty as an adjective. Love the series. Love the idea of idea of getting drunk at all of these events. Can't wait to finish season two.
How Much Do You Love Me is another French film and features the absolutely insanely gorgeous Monica Bellucci. She plays a prostitute being paid $100,000 a month by a man who just won the lottery to be with him -- or did he? And what about Gerard Depardieu as her pimp/husband/boyfriend? Anyway, lots of the gorgeous Bellucci naked/in a lace slip, fucking a guy with a heart condition. Some of the lighting is annoying as they change to reflect actual events/imaginary happenings. But the really annoying part is how everyone excuses anything they say by saying Bellucci's character is beautiful. Duh. She's hot like a thermometer in Athens. Liked it though, overall.
I excuse seeing Eclipse by saying I chugged like 1/3 bottle of wine before I went, but it was pre-meditated. If anything, I will say that my wine buzz made me enjoy the movie more than I might normally. I am more Team Jacob than ever, and I think any time R-Patz is on screen I am annoyed by his non-actual-good-lookingness-ness. I think they casted that wrong. Also, K-Stew looks a little like a less pretty Leighton Meister???? I don't know. Yay for some of the good parts, but I just can't actually like any of these movies for the awful messages they perpetuate about women's behavior. There's a whole generation of tweens who think they should cook dinner every night and never have sex with their boyfriends. Fuck that, that is dumb. Edward is dumb. Bella is totally stupid.
You know what, though? I'm done with that rant. What I'll say about Eclipse is that the close-ups of all the main characters were kind of mesmerizing, I got caught up despite myself, spent a lot of time smiling a secret drunk smile, and honestly, where the fuck did Jasper's Texan accent come from? Two movies and he's barely talk, and now telling his backstory and making snarky, lame ass comments while doing some kind of fight tutorial. Sorry women and toddler that sat next to me, I laughed/made inappropriate comments through the entire film. No regrets. R-Patz is too hairy and not-abby enough to be a really hot vampire. I'll take Eric Northmany any day...or night.
7.01.2010
Thursday, 7/1
The Closet (La placard)
Armored
The Closet is another beautiful gem that Netflix pushed me towards by reminding me I had only one day to watch it! Thank goodness I made the time for this film. Some of my favored French actors, Daniel Auteuil and of course Gerard Depardieu (isn't his name fun to say?) star in this comedy about an accountant who is a drag. Still in love with his wife who left him two years ago, can't get his son to visit, left out of the company photo, Pignon gets fired from...a condom factory! A mewing kitten and talk of jumping off his balcony lead to a visit with a pushy neighbor with a plan - manipulate images from a gay club to feature Pignon and mail them to the company. The pictures are quickly distributed throughout the company, and Pignon is of course kept on. Now, he is interesting, and due to an appearance on the company float during a pride parade, someone his son wants to see. Meanwhile, Depardieu's Santini gets taught a lesson by co-workers fed up with his machismo who tell him if he isn't nicer to Pignon he'll be fired...enter the most awkward lunch ever and a pink cashmere sweater.
What I love about The Closet is how it handles the idea of perception. Pignon does not arrive at work the next day in assless chaps and eyeliner-- he acts exactly the same, and all that changes is how much people gossip about him. And of course, while the film is mostly light, there are larger issues, such as the neighbor who "was fired for the exact same reason you're not." And, honestly, the kitten in the film is so precious, but I have cats on the brain! Fear not subtitles - j'adore this movie!
I'm blaming Armored's appearance in my mailbox on my deep affection for Columbus Short (yeah, the guy from Stomp the Yard). It's a heist movie, plain and incredibly simple, with what could be an amazing cast - Jean Reno, Laurence Fishborne, Skeet Ulrich and of course Matt Dillon, who I actually don't think is very good, but whatever. They drive armored trucks. With a lot of money. But they all need/want money. I mean, Short's Ty has a kid brother to support because they tragically lost both of their parents, and Matt Dillon is Ty's godfather-- which is really fucked up considering how shit plays out. The movie was predictable, which to me isn't a be all end all dealbreaker. What killed was the stilted, unconvincing dialogue that I could basically predict as it tumbled about of the actors' mouths-- you could almost tell it left bad tastes in their mouths. Only surprise in this one was Milo Ventimiglia as a curious-as-a-cat cop. Skip it.
Armored
The Closet is another beautiful gem that Netflix pushed me towards by reminding me I had only one day to watch it! Thank goodness I made the time for this film. Some of my favored French actors, Daniel Auteuil and of course Gerard Depardieu (isn't his name fun to say?) star in this comedy about an accountant who is a drag. Still in love with his wife who left him two years ago, can't get his son to visit, left out of the company photo, Pignon gets fired from...a condom factory! A mewing kitten and talk of jumping off his balcony lead to a visit with a pushy neighbor with a plan - manipulate images from a gay club to feature Pignon and mail them to the company. The pictures are quickly distributed throughout the company, and Pignon is of course kept on. Now, he is interesting, and due to an appearance on the company float during a pride parade, someone his son wants to see. Meanwhile, Depardieu's Santini gets taught a lesson by co-workers fed up with his machismo who tell him if he isn't nicer to Pignon he'll be fired...enter the most awkward lunch ever and a pink cashmere sweater.
What I love about The Closet is how it handles the idea of perception. Pignon does not arrive at work the next day in assless chaps and eyeliner-- he acts exactly the same, and all that changes is how much people gossip about him. And of course, while the film is mostly light, there are larger issues, such as the neighbor who "was fired for the exact same reason you're not." And, honestly, the kitten in the film is so precious, but I have cats on the brain! Fear not subtitles - j'adore this movie!
I'm blaming Armored's appearance in my mailbox on my deep affection for Columbus Short (yeah, the guy from Stomp the Yard). It's a heist movie, plain and incredibly simple, with what could be an amazing cast - Jean Reno, Laurence Fishborne, Skeet Ulrich and of course Matt Dillon, who I actually don't think is very good, but whatever. They drive armored trucks. With a lot of money. But they all need/want money. I mean, Short's Ty has a kid brother to support because they tragically lost both of their parents, and Matt Dillon is Ty's godfather-- which is really fucked up considering how shit plays out. The movie was predictable, which to me isn't a be all end all dealbreaker. What killed was the stilted, unconvincing dialogue that I could basically predict as it tumbled about of the actors' mouths-- you could almost tell it left bad tastes in their mouths. Only surprise in this one was Milo Ventimiglia as a curious-as-a-cat cop. Skip it.
6.30.2010
Wednesday, 6/30
Entourage, Season 6
How I Met Your Mother
Pretty slow day here, very occupied with a possible life changing event, but still made time for my favorite mistress, HBO. I realized I missed the last season of Entourage, so I'm catching up. Nothing spectacular, just random appearance of THIS GIRL from a Lifetime movie in which she had syphilis and got drunk with Emma from DeGrassi. I mean, she looks and is as tall as a 15-year-old, so at least she's on E's level...Honestly, so far it's been kind of boring, and no one has had a good story line in my opinion. Also, I've seen Vince with his shirt off a lot lately, and he really is the anti-movie star. Hey, I'm not judging. If I get two hours of exercise a week it's an accomplishment, but I'm also not a millionaire with the capability of a home gym. Just saying.
Paired a repeat of HIMYM with Ovaltine and toast, aka lazy dinner. Not even an especially good episode (Marshall forgets his pants/Ted re-hooks up with an old, pretentious girlfriend played by Donna from That '70s Show/Sorry, bro), but even the non-winners have good rewatch value.
What a slow day for me and TV, but I'm too excited about other possible life changes. Also distracting is the idea of Johnny Depp in a Doctor Who movie. I am very anti this. David Tennant or bust, bitches!
How I Met Your Mother
Pretty slow day here, very occupied with a possible life changing event, but still made time for my favorite mistress, HBO. I realized I missed the last season of Entourage, so I'm catching up. Nothing spectacular, just random appearance of THIS GIRL from a Lifetime movie in which she had syphilis and got drunk with Emma from DeGrassi. I mean, she looks and is as tall as a 15-year-old, so at least she's on E's level...Honestly, so far it's been kind of boring, and no one has had a good story line in my opinion. Also, I've seen Vince with his shirt off a lot lately, and he really is the anti-movie star. Hey, I'm not judging. If I get two hours of exercise a week it's an accomplishment, but I'm also not a millionaire with the capability of a home gym. Just saying.
Paired a repeat of HIMYM with Ovaltine and toast, aka lazy dinner. Not even an especially good episode (Marshall forgets his pants/Ted re-hooks up with an old, pretentious girlfriend played by Donna from That '70s Show/Sorry, bro), but even the non-winners have good rewatch value.
What a slow day for me and TV, but I'm too excited about other possible life changes. Also distracting is the idea of Johnny Depp in a Doctor Who movie. I am very anti this. David Tennant or bust, bitches!
Tuesday, 6/29
Pretty Little Liars
Lie to Me
The Remains of the Day
Pretty Little Liars continues to be like a recent Britney Spears record. It's a little slutty, but it's so entertaining I can't help but like it. I can only say so much other than:
1. I want my own Mr. Fitz.
2. As much as I am hoes before bros, I kind of want the overachiever to hook up with her sister's ex-fiance.
This show makes me an awful person. Can't wait until next week.
Watched Lie to Me, and even though it's formulaic to the extreme (House + some procedural drama) I've loved Tim Roth since I saw him in The Legend of 1900. Even though his weird hunch and rat teeth are a little weird. Still like the show.
The Remains of the Day just proves that I still can't see Anthony Hopkins without picturing him in a onesie behind a plastic wall. Sorry, bro. I was pushed, ever so gently, by Netflix Instant who told me that this movie would be disappearing from Instant soon, thus lighting a fire under my couch-sitting ass. I liked it. I can't tell you why, as most of it was Anthony Hopkins bringing drinks to a Nazi sympathizer. But, I mean, it won a shit load of awards. Great performance by Hopkins, Emma Thompson, who, in the final scenes by the boardwalk and on the bus completely and totally broke my heart and even Christopher Reeve (random!). And the story is wonderfully told with letters between Thompson and Hopkins, exchanged years after they served together in the Darlington home, remembering old times, glossing over the bad and slowly changing Hopkins' perception of his lifetime of devotion to his household. Lovely, really, and I mean - it's British so you know I'm going to like it. And I work well with time limits, so expect to hear about The Closet, a French film, by July 1st...
Lie to Me
The Remains of the Day
Pretty Little Liars continues to be like a recent Britney Spears record. It's a little slutty, but it's so entertaining I can't help but like it. I can only say so much other than:
1. I want my own Mr. Fitz.
2. As much as I am hoes before bros, I kind of want the overachiever to hook up with her sister's ex-fiance.
This show makes me an awful person. Can't wait until next week.
Watched Lie to Me, and even though it's formulaic to the extreme (House + some procedural drama) I've loved Tim Roth since I saw him in The Legend of 1900. Even though his weird hunch and rat teeth are a little weird. Still like the show.
The Remains of the Day just proves that I still can't see Anthony Hopkins without picturing him in a onesie behind a plastic wall. Sorry, bro. I was pushed, ever so gently, by Netflix Instant who told me that this movie would be disappearing from Instant soon, thus lighting a fire under my couch-sitting ass. I liked it. I can't tell you why, as most of it was Anthony Hopkins bringing drinks to a Nazi sympathizer. But, I mean, it won a shit load of awards. Great performance by Hopkins, Emma Thompson, who, in the final scenes by the boardwalk and on the bus completely and totally broke my heart and even Christopher Reeve (random!). And the story is wonderfully told with letters between Thompson and Hopkins, exchanged years after they served together in the Darlington home, remembering old times, glossing over the bad and slowly changing Hopkins' perception of his lifetime of devotion to his household. Lovely, really, and I mean - it's British so you know I'm going to like it. And I work well with time limits, so expect to hear about The Closet, a French film, by July 1st...
6.27.2010
Sunday, July 27th
Flirting with Forty
Lying to be Perfect
True Blood
Flirting with Forty would have gone really well with a glass of Pathetic, but it was Sunday morning, so I went with a little OJ instead. I can't believe I watched this movie...again. Actually, probably for more than the second time. I always go in thinking, oh, just the first 40 minutes so I see the shirtless guy, and two hours later it's over and I hate myself more than when it started. I have to say, I think my biggest problem with the movie (oh god) is her bitchy friends who obviously care more about what the PTA would say than her overall happiness. And hell, if some guys wants her with her weird face and permanently weighted down by college lips, let him have her. But I mean, taking out the trash in a red bikini and Uggs on New Years? Please, knife me before I watch this again.
Lying to be Perfect, where oh where should I start? I mean, I think it would have gone great with Franzia because I was settling and embarrassed to be seen with it-- and once I started I felt obligated to finish the whole thing. If I'm not mistaken, the main character spent most of her onscreen time in a really unconvincing fat suit. She also spent some time...lying to try to get ahead in her career because her editor wouldn't let her be an advice columnist presumably because she was overweight but wouldn't the picture just be of her face (which is lovely) anyway so what's the big problem other than the need to create a reason for her and two friends to diet together and prove that happiness comes from a smaller jean size and a table by the window? If you thought reading that sentence was tough, you should try watching this movie. Predictable. Not that I always see that as a flaw, and I mean it's on Lifetime, but...ouch. The bright side is after watching Lifetime all day I can feel proud of a few things:
A. I'm not a syphilitic 13-year-old girl with daddy issues.
B. I'm not sleeping with the man that killed my family.
C. I'm not being forced by fake a British accent.
D. I'm not suffering from short-term memory loss and unable to remember my new boyfriend is the man that killed my pregnant identical twin...brother?
Well, maybe the short-term memory loss would be helpful today...
True Blood this week...did not bring Sexy Back, nor would it have paired well with anything. In fact, watching Tara's eyes roll back in her head while her face looks terrified and a very gaunt, British vampire (James Frain aka Forney from Where the Heart Is) does god knows what to her/Bill and Lorena having a very Death Becomes Her moment-- please bring back the Eric dreams. This episode was week filler, the only bright spot of which was the appearance of Alcide, who is far less hairy than you think a were would be. Here's hoping next week is better. Also, reunite Jessica and Hoyt because I'm convinced his good-looking-ness is directly tied to being with Jessica.
Lying to be Perfect
True Blood
Flirting with Forty would have gone really well with a glass of Pathetic, but it was Sunday morning, so I went with a little OJ instead. I can't believe I watched this movie...again. Actually, probably for more than the second time. I always go in thinking, oh, just the first 40 minutes so I see the shirtless guy, and two hours later it's over and I hate myself more than when it started. I have to say, I think my biggest problem with the movie (oh god) is her bitchy friends who obviously care more about what the PTA would say than her overall happiness. And hell, if some guys wants her with her weird face and permanently weighted down by college lips, let him have her. But I mean, taking out the trash in a red bikini and Uggs on New Years? Please, knife me before I watch this again.
Lying to be Perfect, where oh where should I start? I mean, I think it would have gone great with Franzia because I was settling and embarrassed to be seen with it-- and once I started I felt obligated to finish the whole thing. If I'm not mistaken, the main character spent most of her onscreen time in a really unconvincing fat suit. She also spent some time...lying to try to get ahead in her career because her editor wouldn't let her be an advice columnist presumably because she was overweight but wouldn't the picture just be of her face (which is lovely) anyway so what's the big problem other than the need to create a reason for her and two friends to diet together and prove that happiness comes from a smaller jean size and a table by the window? If you thought reading that sentence was tough, you should try watching this movie. Predictable. Not that I always see that as a flaw, and I mean it's on Lifetime, but...ouch. The bright side is after watching Lifetime all day I can feel proud of a few things:
A. I'm not a syphilitic 13-year-old girl with daddy issues.
B. I'm not sleeping with the man that killed my family.
C. I'm not being forced by fake a British accent.
D. I'm not suffering from short-term memory loss and unable to remember my new boyfriend is the man that killed my pregnant identical twin...brother?
Well, maybe the short-term memory loss would be helpful today...
True Blood this week...did not bring Sexy Back, nor would it have paired well with anything. In fact, watching Tara's eyes roll back in her head while her face looks terrified and a very gaunt, British vampire (James Frain aka Forney from Where the Heart Is) does god knows what to her/Bill and Lorena having a very Death Becomes Her moment-- please bring back the Eric dreams. This episode was week filler, the only bright spot of which was the appearance of Alcide, who is far less hairy than you think a were would be. Here's hoping next week is better. Also, reunite Jessica and Hoyt because I'm convinced his good-looking-ness is directly tied to being with Jessica.
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