I should start with a confession: I’m not a huge Tarantino fan. Nope, I’m not. I did not care for Inglourious Basterds. Pulp Fiction was entertaining, but it didn’t ado for me what it seemed to do for so many others. And Reservoir Dogs? Huh? But I wanted to give this one a chance. I…
What a fantastic few hours I had losing myself in the recent movie version of Les Misérables. The story itself is grand—–with traditional romantic love, with great familial love, with forgiveness and kindness and angry grudges, with revenge and shenanigans, with government oppression and religious salvation . . . . and with fabulous comedic relief…
Wow. I saw the television previews for this flick. And I was wholly misled. I expected a suspenseful movie about a plotted cover-up and conspired set-up. What I got was a deeply emotional and biting glimpse into a sad, heart-wrenching life as affected by addiction. Denzel grabs this role with both hands and cannily dazzles…
Argo—this movie came with much hype and built-up expectations. I have vague memories of the bigger issues as related to the hostages at the time, but I have no memory of this story. Then again, no one knew this story until some time in the late 90s. And although I was sure of the ending,…
I loved this movie. Yes, it’s a teen movie, but it’s completely unlike others: it’s deep, painful, real, and most importantly, unpredictable. The layers of Charlie’s angst peel away slowly. My movie companion actually missed the key layer, much to her surprise. But that, to me, was part of the beauty: you discover, gradually, the…
I knew I was incapable of seeing the new Clint movie. (Aside from choosing not to see his movie, I just cannot handle the father/daughter story. (lesson learned after watching the “daughter watches her father die” scene in Beasts of the Southern Wild. (FAB movie. So sorry for my friends’ mortified feelings who took me…
Wow—what an intriguing flick. It started as a documentary about the largest house built in the U.S., then September 2008 interrupted the story. Banks fall. Loans fail. Companies crumble. And the story got a bit more interesting.
Wow. I’m still processing this. I want to write about it, but I cannot think for thirty seconds about it without tears taking over. I was not at all ready for it. Much, much too raw. Much, much too close, even if thousands of miles away. Stay tuned; I’ll get there.
I saw this one a few weeks before I wrote about it, and what a delightful time it was. The stories are varied as several folks leave England to live at The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel in India. No, the hotel is not exactly the best, and no, it’s not completely exotic. But it is…