The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo

So I saw The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo.

Just a note – in my hometown, there’s not a whole lot to do, so my friends, brother, and I either end up driving aimlessly or see a lot of movies.  I’ve seen more movies this week than I can remember.  I’m usually not a movie person. I mean, I enjoy them every so often, but I don’t really have the attention span for them.  I can watch episodes of favorite shows back to back or stay on the internet for hours, but watching a two-hour movie?  Not so much.

Anyway, I really enjoyed this movie.  It started off a bit slowly, but once it got moving, it quickly became absorbing.  It wasn’t a perfect film – I feel like Lisbeth Salander was a little underdeveloped, but these are minor quibbles.  The acting is really good – Rooney Mara, in particular, does an excellent job.  I’m so glad someone like Natalie Portman wasn’t cast, because then the viewing experience would have consisted solely of, “Hey, there’s Natalie Portman with a bad accent and stupid haircut” rather than getting invested into the character.

Stupid haircuts aside, I was really fascinated by the punk aesthetic Lisbeth sported in the film.

I’d like to find some (less extreme) way of incorporating that aesthetic into my own sense of style.

Finally, the opening credit visuals were among the most intriguing I’ve seen – and I’m really digging the song that accompanied them.

(These aren’t the opening visuals, just the music video.)  I’m usually really wary of covers, especially those from my favorite bands…but this one is badass.

I’m really looking forward to reading the series now, and to checking out the Swedish version of the films.

Honestly, even though this film was pretty emotionally taxing (there’s a rather brutal rape scene), I’d much rather see this movie again than Mission Impossible: Whatever.

A Mise En Scene Analysis of any Tom Cruise Action Film

I saw Mission Impossible: Resurrecting Tom Cruise’s Career last night.

Oh, is that not what it's called?

Everyone is raving about it. It’s pretty good. It’s a lot funnier than the previous installments and luckily lacked any romance scenes (as a woman, I say – screenwriters, chicks don’t want an action movie bogged down by sappy romantic scenes).

I have a hard time completely buying into Tom Cruise action movies, though. I know, most action movies are not believable. I mean, the last Fast and Furious film had the two main characters driving off a cliff, jumping out of their car mid-air, and landing in the water after a 200-foot drop unscathed. Yet I remain cynical of Tom Cruise action films because I have spotted a fairly consistent formula.  It’s hard to be impressed when each of his films are the SAME.  (Well, almost the same – I think few films can reach the level of suckitude that MI:2 did).

Any Tom Cruise action film must have the following elements:

1. Obligatory Tom Cruise Colgate smile scene
2. Obligatory Tom Cruise dramatic yell scene
3. Obligatory Tom Cruise action-sequence-that-defies-all-human-logic scene
4. Obligatory Tom Cruise shirtless scene
5. Obligatory Tom Cruise kissing scene
6. Obligatory Tom Cruise choked up in emotion from love/sadness scene
7. Obligatory Tom Cruise motorcycle scene
8. Obligatory Tom Cruise quiet whisper calming scene
9. Obligatory Tom Cruise Forrest Gump running scene
10. Obligatory Tom Cruise intense stare scene

This Mise En Scene analysis also doubles as a drinking game. You’re welcome.

A Baby Bird Post

I don’t think you guys know how much I love baby birds.

I think it all started when I was ten. My dad used to volunteer at a bird shop, and one night brought home a little baby Quaker parrot.  I named her Fluffy.  We had to feed her with a syringe because she was so little. If you’re wondering what baby Quaker parrots look like, see below:

I got this off the internet, but you get the idea.  Basically the cutest thing ever. (My parents gave Fluffy away after we got a dog, and I was NOT A FAN OF THAT DECISION).

Ever since then, I basically squee every time I see a baby bird.  For instance, while walking downtown this summer, I spotted this:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Then this weekend, I watched Rio with my family.  It was not a perfect movie – I’m sure the depictions of Brazil were very stereotypical, Autotuned music from will.i.am does not belong on any soundtrack, and all the villains either had a Portuguese or British accent, prompting my brother to say, “They’re just teaching kids that xenophobia is okay!” But I was squeeing from the first two seconds of the movie, which depicted a baby blue macaw:

I mean, seriously.  Is this not the cutest thing ever?  At the beginning, the little baby bird gets kidnapped from Brazil and sent to America, and is shown in various states of sadness and looking impossibly adorable in the process. I was all, “Please, stupid kid’s movie, do not make me sad over a fictional, anthropomorphic character.”

This reminds me of the baby penguin from The Chipmunk Adventure.  Have you all seen it?  It was required viewing for anyone born between 1982 – 1990.  There is this one scene where a baby penguin is separated from its mother, and the Chipettes sing it the SADDEST SONG IN MOVIE HISTORY.

The last time I saw this movie was in 2007, and tears may or may not have been shed during this song.  Seriously, I dare you to watch that shit without a tear welling in your eye. If you can, then you have no soul.  Period.

In this post, I have revealed that I am highly susceptible to cute and adorable things, and that makes me a very stereotypical girl in that regard.

Movies That Make Me Cry

Entertainment Weekly had an online feature that listed 25 Tearjerker Scenes from films. After reading the list, I was inspired to do my own list.  Here are five scenes that have made me cry, in no particular order.

WARNING – Spoilers and all that jazz.

1.  Homeward Bound: The Incredible Journey

At the end of Homeward Bound, Chance, Shadow, and Sassy are just about home when Shadow falls into a pit.  Since he is old, he orders the others to go home to their humans and leave him there.  Chance and Sassy have a happy reunion with their respective humans, but Shadow’s human, Peter, is left looking over the hills, waiting for Shadow.  “He was just too old,” he says sorrowfully.

And just when Peter dejectedly starts walking away from his family, Shadow starts limping over the hill.  As the music swells, Peter shouts, “SHADOW!” and they run to each other joyfully.

Basically, if you don’t cry at this scene, then you have no soul.

Damn it, I still can’t watch this scene without tearing up.

2.  Million Dollar Baby

I don’t want to give away the ending to this movie, because it’s a emotional punch to the gut if you haven’t seen it (boxing pun completely unintentional).

I went into this movie completely unsuspecting, thinking that it was simply a boxing movie.  WRONG. I don’t think I’ve ever cried so hard during a movie as I did with this one.

3.  Up!

Pixar makes some beautiful films that can make the viewer quite emotional – I’m not going to lie, tears were shed when I saw Toy Story 3 in the theaters last year.  But that ending was nowhere near as depressing as the beginning of Up! was.

If you haven’t seen it, the scene depicts Carl and his wife, Ellie, throughout their marriage – from the wedding to the end of Ellie’s life.  Ellie’s death is depressing enough, but I think what really got me is she had all these dreams when she was young and was never able to live them. I watched this movie with my family, so I was trying really hard not to cry.  But then I gave up.

4.  The Sixth Sense

The part that always gets me emotional is not the famous ending, but rather the scene where Cole finally reveals to his mother that he can communicate with the dead.  His mother, skeptical at first, finally believes him when he talks about his encounter with her mother’s ghost.  It’s a powerfully acted scene.  Toni Collette is so devastating in this scene, especially when she says, “Do I make her proud?” Gah, gets me every time.

5.  Love, Actually

I was fully expecting to hate this movie the first time I saw it back in 2008, but it’s one of my favorite movies now.  There are so many good stories in it that entire film can move me to tears of sadness and joy alternatively.

 

What movies have made you cry?

 

My Love for Hot Tub Time Machine Grows

I’ve seen Hot Tub Time Machine like four times in a roughly 14-month period, and I don’t even care.  It’s become one of my favorite movies, and since my brother is staying with me for a couple of weeks, we decided to watch it again tonight.  Keep in mind that we watched this movie like two months ago. It’s such a dumb movie but it embraces its own stupidity and it’s AMAZING.

There are so many things I love about this movie, but Rob Corddry pretty much makes this movie for me.  There are so many quotable lines his character has that I think my brother and I will be incorporating into regular conversation:

“WHAT THE EFFING FUCK?”
“Get out of my way, STOOL!”
“YOU SUCK AND YOU KNOW IT!”

And because of this scene, I will never be able to hear “Home Sweet Home” without thinking of this movie:

Super 8

Last night, my friend and I went to the Drafthouse to see Super 8.

(Quick aside – I am absolutely loving the publicity that the Alamo Drafthouse has been receiving for the woman who was kicked out for texting.  It’s my favorite theater and even though the food is a tad pricey, it’s an amazing place).

I had been a little hesitant to see this movie.  The trailer didn’t look all that exciting. One of my friends will burst into a rant if you even mention this movie, because supposedly it’s taking J.J. Abram’s attention away from writing the script for the sequel to Star Trek. “It’s just a War of the Worlds ripoff,” he griped. But I heard it was good, and I liked all the secrecy surrounding it. In an age where anything is leaked to the internet months in advance, I respected the effort it took to make this a complete surprise.

I really enjoyed it.  I read the reviews fully afterward (I don’t like reading reviews beforehand, because I don’t want them to bias the way I feel about a film, and too many reviews inadvertently reveal spoilers) and could agree that this film is not as fluffy and light as most summer blockbusters are supposed to be.  When you think of a typical summer film, you think of Michael Bay-type explosions, cliche, one-note characters, and a storyline barely capable of standing on its own (I’m looking at you, Fast Five.)

While this movie did have action sequences, it was a fully developed film. The ensemble cast of teens were probably the best I’ve seen in a long time – they were all talented and really funny.  The film was humorous (which is what sets it apart from the dreary War of the Worlds), it was sad (I teared up once or twice, but mainly because I’m a sucker like that), and had moments where I genuinely jumped in my seat.  I didn’t get bored at all and even though I was very tired, I didn’t even want to fall asleep (I’m looking at you, Fast Five).  And the film is interspersed with such beautiful moments of adolescence – the feeling of a crush, being with your friends and not having any responsibilities – that I think it’s impossible to watch without feeling some nostalgia for your own adolescence, as painful as it might have been.

I’m generally not a fan of sci-fi or alien flicks, but this one was worth seeing. It probably won’t get the same box office as its competitors, which is a shame, because it has a lot more substance.

Wicker Man Hecklevision

Tonight Pat, Conrad, and I participated in Hecklevision.   If you see a Hecklevision show,  you get to text whatever insult you want about the movie, and the screen shows everyone’s texts scrolling underneath the film.    It was held at this awesome theater here in town that lets you order food and drinks while you watch a movie, and usually puts on some really awesome shows.  Hecklevision tonight was the remake of Wicker Man, starring Nicolas Cage. 

“Wait, this film has Nicolas Cage in it?” you ask.  “Then it’s a 50% chance that it’ll be horrible.”  Since Nicolas Cage is starring in it, it’s pretty terrible. I forget who told me that when Nicolas Cage is starring in a movie, he completely overacts and the film is a dud, but when he’s a supporting actor, the movie is good and he doesn’t chew the scenery (as much).  I’d say that assessment is fairly accurate.

I watched this movie back in 2007 with Pat and our dad, and our general reaction when the credits rolled was, “What the fuck did we just watch?” So when Pat and I heard that we had the chance to pay $5 to see it again and be able to text insults at it while watching it, we said, “Hell yes.”

In case you haven’t had the chance to see Wicker Man, this is basically all you need to see right here:

The Search for a Scary Movie

I have a hard time finding scary movies.  I want to watch a movie and be so legitimately frightened that I can’t sleep at night.  Remember when you were a kid and the random things would scare the crap out of you?  I want to find a movie that scares me like I was five.  When I was five, I would get freaked out by the Jabberwocky, Jack Nicholson as the Joker, and the “To Be Continued” sign (don’t ask).

I was thirteen the last time I was legitimately frightened by a movie, and it wasn’t even a good movie.  My family and I were watching this cheesy B movie from the 60′s called Homicidal. I was watching it in my parents’ room, which was completely dark. I was the only one awake, as the rest of my family had fallen asleep.  There was a scene when someone was coming down the stairs in a wheelchair and then his head rolled off.  I bet I would find the whole movie laughable now, but back then, that scene freaked me the fuck out.  For days, I would lay in my bed and play that image over and over in my head.

Since then, I’ve been pretty disappointed by “scary” movies.  Signs was a piece of shit.  After years of hype and overexposure, I found The Exorcist to be such a letdown. I nearly fell asleep.  There have been several suspenseful films that I genuinely enjoyed, like The Ring, Paranormal Activity, The Others, and The Sixth Sense.   While there were really good creepy scenes in each (who could forget the, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN, I AM YOUR DAUGHTER?!” scene from The Others?), I can’t say any of these really affected me.

Tonight my brother and I watched a film called Session 9.  It was enjoyable and while it had some creepy elements, it was not scary.

I will not stop in my mission to find a film that scares the crap out of me.  I think I have to watch a Japanese or Korean horror film next. I hear those fuck with your mind.  I say, BRING IT!

Popcorn Flicks and Old Neighbors

It’s interesting how random the universe is, sometimes. Just this past week I was thinking about two childhood friends of Pat’s and mine, wondering what they were up to and where life had taken them.  One was a next-door neighbor and the other lived down the street.  I tried looking them up on Facebook, but they don’t have a Facebook (can you believe it?)

Yesterday, I went to see a movie with my dad, brother, and family friend, Billy (my godsister Raquel’s dad).  And wouldn’t you know it?  Kris, my old next-door neighbor, was standing right behind us line as we were waiting for the movie.

As soon as I saw Kris, I immediately felt a little guilty about the way I treated him when we were kids.  Kris was a year younger than me and while I couldn’t stand up to the mean girls in my middle school, I had no problem with being bossy with boys, namely my brother and next-door neighbor. Poor Kris. He used to come over my house in the mornings when we were in middle school and we would walk to the bus stop together.  I remember him being such an enthusiastic, happy kid, and the only feeling I can associate with him from back then is impatience.

When I told my mom about seeing Kris at the movie, she and my dad started taking an unwanted trip down memory lane.  ”Remember when Jennifer and Kris would walk to the bus stop?” Mom asked rhetorically.  ”She would be walking ahead of him, and then would turn around and yell, ‘COME ON, KRIS.’”  ”KRIS WAS SLOW,” I said, immediately feeling shame even though this happened fifteen years ago.  ”Or she would be getting ready for school and tell me, ‘I don’t have time to listen to him talk, Mom! He won’t shut up!’”  ”I guess I was a little bossy,” I said, squirming like I was a twelve-year old again instead of almost twenty-seven.  ”Yeah, you were pretty bossy,” Dad confirmed.  ”Poor Kris,” I sighed.

So, Kris, I know you will never read this, but I’m sorry for being bossy.  And I’m sorry for making you walk fast, but sometimes it was COLD in the morning and I just wanted to warm up, you know?

Anyway, I watched a lot of movies this weekend. I don’t usually watch movies.  I don’t have the patience to sit down for two hours, especially by myself.  But when I’m around family, I’ll catch up to watching movies.  I was at the theater yesterday to see Thor.  That movie completely exceeded my expectations. Actually, I had no idea what I was going in to see.  Judging by the title, I thought it was going to be some Grecian epic and found out only ten minutes before the movie started that it was actually Avengers-related. Natalie Portman was in it and didn’t suck at all, so this is two movies in a row that I’ve seen her actually be good at her job.  Also, Thor had this guy:

There were several gratuitous shirtless scenes like this and that was fine with me.

Thor was a lot better than Fast Five.  I saw Fast Five last weekend, and it already feels like a month ago – the weekend was rife with weirdness and drama, not even counting Osama Bin Laden’s death or the fact that a cold front blew in.  In MAY. A COLD FRONT.  IN TEXAS.  WHAT IS THIS, I DON’T EVEN.

My friend and I had gone to the theater to recover from the combined weirdness we had experienced that weekend.  My brother told me that in our hometown, where he’d seen the movie, people in the theater took the film very seriously. Hah, not where I saw it.  From the opening scene, the theater erupted in laughter.  The movie was so fucking ridiculous.  The acting sucked and nothing was believable. I haven’t seen the other four movies so I don’t have any emotional attachment to this series.  The funniest part was when Paul Walker and Vin Diesel are flying off a cliff in a fancy car and are all, “OH NO, WE’RE FLYING OFF A CLIFF,” and instead of dying from impact like normal people would, their car falls 500 feet into the water and then they emerge from the water completely unscathed.  The whole theater was rolling in laughter in that point, including me.

Not that Thor was believable either, but that movie was funnier, had better action, and also had a hotter lead actor in it. Therefore, it was a better movie.  The end.

Also, I don’t know how this entry quite shifted from reminiscing about my childhood to discussing bad movies and hot actors, but DEAL WITH IT.