<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:48:48.647-04:00</updated><category term='zombies'/><category term='Ratatouille'/><category term='The Sting'/><category term='Aww hell yeah roundup'/><category term='break'/><category term='rodney dangerfield'/><category term='killer robots'/><category term='iron giant'/><category term='robots in disguise'/><category term='Michael'/><category term='Pixar'/><title type='text'>A Flick a Day</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm watching a movie a day this summer, and posting random thoughts on them.  Boom shaka laka.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-4689735966959573172</id><published>2007-08-17T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:41:00.047-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updations and other stuff.</title><content type='html'>Back from Vegas.  I want to go back right away, it was awesome and I feel like watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rush Hour 2&lt;/span&gt; for the Vegas scenes.  Funny moment from the trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was already down like $140, and was determined to get it back.  I was back in the hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me: Henrique, I'm going to go back down with this $100 and get it back.&lt;br /&gt;Henrique:  You're an idiot Mahesh.&lt;br /&gt;*2 hours later*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Remember when you said I was an idiot?&lt;br /&gt;Henrique:  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You were right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that Henrique was laughing for a while.  All right so Let's finish up some old stuff, the last few movies from Round 1 of this movie a day thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-aWzwjtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YJ8hUkVp3nU/s1600-h/TheSandlot_Cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-aWzwjtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YJ8hUkVp3nU/s200/TheSandlot_Cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101591469168299730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Day 45: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sandlot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about? &lt;/span&gt;Baseball in the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts: &lt;/span&gt;Awesome movie, should have seen it sooner.  Much sooner.  Great summer movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; Aww Hell Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-iGzwjuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3L9ymCm-jo0/s1600-h/LFoDHPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-iGzwjuI/AAAAAAAAAJo/3L9ymCm-jo0/s200/LFoDHPoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101591602312285922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 46: Live Free or Die Hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?  &lt;/span&gt;John&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;McClane?  More like John Estranged am I right?  We already know he's divorced and his wife hates him.  But now, his daughter hates him.  Anyway, his daughter was introduced so that she could get kidnapped, so that John McClane can kill people and try to save her and the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt; It's better than part 2, not as good as the first, not quite as good as the third, so not bad overall.  It gets pretty ridiculous later on, but overall not a bad return to the Die Hard franchise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt;  Oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-sGzwjvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mFxYZZuxicU/s1600-h/395px-Vanishingpointmovieposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-sGzwjvI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mFxYZZuxicU/s200/395px-Vanishingpointmovieposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101591774110977778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Day 47: Vanishing Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's it about?  &lt;/span&gt;This dude.  Who drives a Dodge Challenger.  For the entire fucking movie.  He's supposed to deliver the car to a customer, and wants to do so very fast.  Oh yeah and he only stops to take speed, run away from rattlesnakes, and see some random people singing.  Also, there's this stupid ass DJ that is trying to help/motivate the driver through the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts:&lt;/span&gt;  This movie was all right.  The reason I saw it was because in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death Proof&lt;/span&gt; part of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Grindhouse&lt;/span&gt;, all those women were talking about it for like 20 minutes.  No, seriously, they would not shut the fuck up about this movie.  I was like "If I'm watching a movie about people talking about a movie, then the movie they're talking about must be the shit right?"  Wrong.  This movie is not the shit.  Secondly, if he's supposed to be delivering the car to a customer, why is he totally wrecking the car in the process?  Well it did make for some good chase scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: &lt;/span&gt;Oh Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies seen since then:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Movie&lt;/span&gt; - Was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bourne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ultimatum&lt;/span&gt; - Better than the second one.  The best part of the Bourne movies is when he's like "lol I'm on the phone with you and I can see you too, I'm the shit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chappelle's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Block Party&lt;/span&gt; - Great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zodiac&lt;/span&gt; - Very long movie.  Was okay.  Jake Gylennhallasll wasn't that good in the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TMNT&lt;/span&gt; - Not so hot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rush Hour 3&lt;/span&gt; - I've seen the first two movies like infinity times each, so I was pumped for this one.  It was good, pretty short, but kept in the same spirit as the 2nd one.  Fun times, although I think Chris Tucker beat up more people than Jackie Chan this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-4689735966959573172?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4689735966959573172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=4689735966959573172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4689735966959573172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4689735966959573172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/08/updations-and-other-stuff.html' title='Updations and other stuff.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rsx-aWzwjtI/AAAAAAAAAJg/YJ8hUkVp3nU/s72-c/TheSandlot_Cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-6719137255222619072</id><published>2007-07-31T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T22:42:01.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Animation:  Popeye and Archie</title><content type='html'>Time to talk about Popeye and Archie DVDs.  Today two things came out, and I was anticipating them, to different degrees.  First up, Popeye Volume 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_YYDU8lsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oGBYIdQoeNc/s1600-h/51zfEK5qH0L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_YYDU8lsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oGBYIdQoeNc/s400/51zfEK5qH0L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093527611300943554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This Popeye set has the first 60 theatrical shorts from Fleischer Studios, which produced 108 Popeye shorts from 1933 until they dissolved 1942.  From 1943 to 1957, Paramount, under the name of Famous Studios, took over and produced 125 more shorts.  The same thing happened to their Superman cartoons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some high quality stuff right here, Fleischer Studios was pretty technically skilled.  In addition to the 60 shorts, there are a couple of commentaries on the history of Popeye and of animation, as well as a bunch of "popumentaries" on the different characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first time I saw a Popeye cartoon, still have that video.  I feel like looking it over and seeing what studio it's from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm not even 1/3 through Disc 1 but already this set is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I was at the store, I noticed that this had also come out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_cLjU8ltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tjIUs216YL0/s1600-h/61nAbE24wWL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_cLjU8ltI/AAAAAAAAAJA/tjIUs216YL0/s400/61nAbE24wWL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093531794599089874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're going  from Popeye which was produced during the golden age of American animation to...1968, well into the TV era.  Big drop in quality here.  I used to be a huge fan of Archie comics, and back then any from of Archie on TV was something I had to see at least once.  I bought some Archie digests from Giant yesterday for the hell of it, and whenever I see some of the 70s comics for a few bucks I try to get those.  So I...still read Archie from time to time.   There I said it. &lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/madhav/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I was more pumped from for the show &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sabrina The Teenage Witch&lt;/span&gt; than any 11 year old kid should have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bb/Sabrina_cast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 233px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/bb/Sabrina_cast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After seeing it I was like "WTF?  Salem isn't suppose to talk!  And they got Hilda and Zelda wrong, they're supposed to dress like actual witches...and...AWW HELL NAW!"  In addition, Hilda was supposed to HATE non magical people.  But hey, it's a TV show, so I guess they had to adapt it.  So after a while I ended up liking the show and was like "You ever read the comic?  No?  Then suck it you freeloading bandwagon jumping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step By Step&lt;/span&gt; watching fuck ."  Same thing when the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Josie and the Pussycats&lt;/span&gt; movie came out, but I didn't bother to see that shit.   Despite all this, I was still thinking "Oh, so Melissa Joan Hart found work after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clarissa Explains it All&lt;/span&gt;?  Good for her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it still fucked up the comic, they changed the way everybody looked, since they had to cash in on the show's popularity.  Hilda and Zelda were updated to wear modern clothes, and Sabrina also looked different: She didn't have her hair in that constantly folded backwards over her head with a plastic headband look. Nobody looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_pTjU8lvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MzwdR7SXQTg/s1600-h/c75fe893e7a0346500d8f010._AA196_.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_pTjU8lvI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/MzwdR7SXQTg/s400/c75fe893e7a0346500d8f010._AA196_.L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093546225689204466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to The Archie Show.  First off &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mFyfb65yPQ4"&gt;This Intro&lt;/a&gt; should tell you all you need to know about the show.  One year when I visited India as a kid I got this Archie video.  (By the way if you ever want infinite Archie comics, go to India.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway like I said, anything to do with Archie in TV form was something to look at at least once.   That video I got in India was the first 2 or 3 episodes from this DVD.  As a result, I'd see those episodes a couple times every year that I visited.  So there's a nostalgia factor.  Anyway this is very cheap animation, they don't even draw the black checkered lines on Archie's head.  And the voices seem wrong for the characters.  But this show spawned a couple popular songs, including "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_VUmLGur6E"&gt;Sugar Sugar&lt;/a&gt;". Yup, that song that people remember from time to time "you are my candy girl" and all that, is by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Archies&lt;/span&gt;, a "fictional" band just like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gorillaz&lt;/span&gt;.   If you like Sugar Sugar, I recommend &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXqLpQBlAqc"&gt;Bang-Shang-a-Lang&lt;/a&gt;.  I'll see how the rest of the series is, so far I haven't delved into new territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the back of the booklet for the DVD it said to look out for more Archie stuff on DVD next year.  I can only hope it's &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_VUmLGur6E"&gt;The New Archies&lt;/a&gt;, which was pretty good.  I remember it used to be on The Family Channel in the early 90s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;  Popeye is awesome, and Archie could be cool too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-6719137255222619072?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6719137255222619072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=6719137255222619072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6719137255222619072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6719137255222619072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/animation-popeye-and-archie.html' title='Animation:  Popeye and Archie'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rq_YYDU8lsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/oGBYIdQoeNc/s72-c/51zfEK5qH0L._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-6056064757850972306</id><published>2007-07-25T20:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:27:59.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A trip to Costo turns into something entertaining.</title><content type='html'>Here's some fun.  So how do Costco and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deadwood&lt;/span&gt; mix?  Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Costco is a nice place.  Lots of stuff.   Occasional good prices on DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Deadwood&lt;/span&gt; the last few days.  The lowdown is that due to a coupon, each season costs $30 where it would otherwise be $50, at Costco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqfyQjU8lqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/41qH8QU7vlA/s1600-h/deadwood-s2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqfyQjU8lqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/41qH8QU7vlA/s400/deadwood-s2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091304269940561570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm minding my own business watching an episode of Season 2, and the disc starts skipping on me.  I thought "Oh hell no, you did not just do that."   After multiple cleaning attempts it still would not work.   All right, time to pay a visit to the Costco returns department. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got there, I happened to be standing behind some dude who was returnign linguine.  I felt like backing away slowly, but decided to stick around anyway.   Anyway I am able to return it, but not after a long conversation with the damn lady. First I find out via my brother that there are no more coupons left.  And secondly I can't exchange the DVD for a new one, only refund it.  That's fine, but then I'd have to pay $50 for a new one.  No good.  I mention most of this to the lady and hand her the membership card:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wait, this isn't your card."&lt;br /&gt;"It's my mom's."&lt;br /&gt;"You can't shop with this."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes I can."&lt;br /&gt;"She has to add you to the card.  I'll have to put a block on the card."&lt;br /&gt;After a little more of this, I'm like "Just give me the refund."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT HOLD UP TIME OUT:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gives me a $50 refund when I actually paid $30, because she failed to pay attention to the coupon that I mentioned repeatedly, which was the primary reason I was there. "Uh excuse me miss--you gave me extra money--oh wait you were an asshole?  Guess you'll be wondering why you're missing $20 when it's time for the final count at closing time numbnuts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I'm about to leave, because I don't have the coupon booklet....but I find out that the lady in Aisle 7 has it and scans the coupons in for people.  Sounds like  a nice person that I should pay a visit to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get another copy of the DVD, and get a spot in aisle number 7.  Oh guess what, she scans the coupon, and gets someone to overrides the  override that that other dumbass put on the card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summary: &lt;/span&gt;Lady gives me $20 for free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-6056064757850972306?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6056064757850972306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=6056064757850972306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6056064757850972306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6056064757850972306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/trip-to-costo-turns-into-something.html' title='A trip to Costo turns into something entertaining.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqfyQjU8lqI/AAAAAAAAAIo/41qH8QU7vlA/s72-c/deadwood-s2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-5534440629027114599</id><published>2007-07-24T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T21:21:33.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aww hell yeah roundup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break'/><title type='text'>Consider this the bridge.</title><content type='html'>A Flick a Day is on vacation.  But I did see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt; again today.  Haven't seen a movie besides that since last Wednesday.  Feels...refreshing.  Like 7-Up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason is that there were other things to do, reading that new Harry Potter being one of them, wanting to take a break being another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to see more movies hopefully soon, and of course, that list from last post is not going to be followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, here's a round up of all the "Aww Hell Yeah!" movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caddyshack&lt;br /&gt;The Sting&lt;br /&gt;Rashomon&lt;br /&gt;The Old Man and the Sea (animated short)&lt;br /&gt;Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid&lt;br /&gt;Rope&lt;br /&gt;City Lights&lt;br /&gt;Bicycle Thieves&lt;br /&gt;Yojimbo&lt;br /&gt;Sanjuro&lt;br /&gt;Ratatouille&lt;br /&gt;Ikiru&lt;br /&gt;Transformers&lt;br /&gt;The Iron Giant&lt;br /&gt;High and Low&lt;br /&gt;Kung Pow: Enter the Fist&lt;br /&gt;The Sandlot (not discussed yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right that's it for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-5534440629027114599?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5534440629027114599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=5534440629027114599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5534440629027114599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5534440629027114599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/consider-this-bridge.html' title='Consider this the bridge.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-3177487173983524921</id><published>2007-07-20T13:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T13:55:42.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop.  Hammer time.</title><content type='html'>I'll put up the posts on days 45-47 later.  Day 48 (yesterday) was skipped for a couple reasons, the main one being this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqDzTdEFPZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZofGbTLNr8k/s1600-h/B0009J2QEU.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqDzTdEFPZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZofGbTLNr8k/s320/B0009J2QEU.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089335094473473426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will likely be the reason for any delays today too.  Anyway the count is 52 movies for 49 days, so we're still ahead.  Yippee Skippy as Miss Piggy would say from Muppet Babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah some people wanted to know what the future movies are.  They'll probably be these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Easy Rider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kid Vengeance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vampires in Havana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Stray Dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;North by Northwest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 1970s &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right, that's it for now.  Later. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-3177487173983524921?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3177487173983524921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=3177487173983524921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3177487173983524921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3177487173983524921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/stop-hammer-time.html' title='Stop.  Hammer time.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RqDzTdEFPZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZofGbTLNr8k/s72-c/B0009J2QEU.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-2279516093331718957</id><published>2007-07-15T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:38:59.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 43/44:  Die Hard 1-3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprV0NEFPLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IQ6lyxHZPdo/s1600-h/510AsT883OL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 273px; height: 273px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprV0NEFPLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IQ6lyxHZPdo/s320/510AsT883OL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087613821905091762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Counting this as days 43 &amp; 44 to make up for that day I missed and to get back on track, watching these 3 movies should make up for that  (07/15)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about a pricing error this week.  Basically the collection to the left was priced at $7.50 and it includes a free ticket to the new Die Hard movie.  Yippee Ki Yay Motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I checked out the first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt;, and after that was in the mood to watch the rest, so that's what happened to my day.   Let's hit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die Hard (1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that started it all.  Terrorists, led by Alan Rickman, take over a skyscraper and John McClane is there to take them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The guy who talks to Bruce Willis over the CB radio throughout the movie is the dad from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Family Matters&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The City Worker who pops out of the sewer is none other than Henry from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Check&lt;/span&gt;. I was like "I know that voice....it's the John Candy wannabe limo driver from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Check!&lt;/span&gt;" And guess what, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt; has a comic relief limo driver as well, so this dude has been in two movies involving limo drivers in secondary roles.  Shit I never would have expected so many Blank Check connections during this movie a day thing, but here we are.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And since I never got to put up a poster from Blank Check, here's one now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprYLdEFPMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4V-vEmLHYds/s1600-h/b000089771_01_lzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprYLdEFPMI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4V-vEmLHYds/s320/b000089771_01_lzzzzzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087616420360305858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh yeah this is also Alan Rickman's feature film debut, and among other things he's Snape in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/span&gt; movies, which were talked about a few days ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The deputy police chief was played by Paul Gleason who was the principal in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Breakfast Club&lt;/span&gt;, and he was also in a lot of other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This last one isn't so random, but the cinematographer for this, Jan de Bont, got into directing a few years later, and his first movie was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speed&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this a lot, I saw the ending on TV once but never the whole thing.  Should have seen this sooner.  Once the action starts it doesn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die Hard 2: Die Harder (1990)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were right, this is like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt; but with airplanes.  It was pretty random that it took place at Dulles of all places.  Who knew Centreville could be the center of so much action.  Oh yeah and since when did it snow so much during Christmastime in this area anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So John McClane is back, and this time there is trouble at the airport.  This movie isn't as good as the first movie, but it's still pretty good.  It had some cool moments and surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Die Hard With a Vengeance (1995)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time we add Samuel L. Jackson and Jeremy Irons.  I saw this on video a while back, and now it's time to see it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so in this one, Jeremy Irons plays Simon, the brother of Alan Rickman's character from the first movie.  He's pissed, and as a part of his big plan, makes John McClane and Zeus Carver (Samuel L. Jackson) play a high stakes game of Simon Says.  I always liked the puzzles that Simon made them do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the first movie that gives John McClane a 'partner' but it's a good addition.  It takes the series in a different direction which is pretty cool.  And as with the other Die Hards, this one has a good amount of shit getting blown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hell Yeah.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-2279516093331718957?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2279516093331718957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=2279516093331718957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2279516093331718957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2279516093331718957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-4344-die-hard-1-3.html' title='Day 43/44:  Die Hard 1-3'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprV0NEFPLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/IQ6lyxHZPdo/s72-c/510AsT883OL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-2022899704046346899</id><published>2007-07-15T22:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:34:54.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 42: Kung Pow: Enter the Fist (2002)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprUe9EFPKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O4Yy9w-9Zmg/s1600-h/Kungpow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 289px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprUe9EFPKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O4Yy9w-9Zmg/s320/Kungpow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087612357321243810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie looked random, and Friar once said "I can't believe you haven't seen this." Now that I've seen it, I can't believe I hadn't seen it either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's goin on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main dude/writer/director/actor, Steve Oedekerk, inserted himself into a 70s  martial arts movie and redubbed all the sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is the shit.  The dubbing and all that stuff is hilarious.  I made my brother see it later that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-2022899704046346899?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2022899704046346899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=2022899704046346899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2022899704046346899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2022899704046346899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-42-kung-pow-enter-fist.html' title='Day 42: Kung Pow: Enter the Fist (2002)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprUe9EFPKI/AAAAAAAAAGk/O4Yy9w-9Zmg/s72-c/Kungpow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-6152190447253078530</id><published>2007-07-13T23:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:17:05.887-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Days 36-41: A lot of stuff.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprhh9EFPNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mxi7zYML2f8/s1600-h/One_Flew_Over_the_Cuckoo%27s_Nest_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 226px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprhh9EFPNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mxi7zYML2f8/s320/One_Flew_Over_the_Cuckoo%27s_Nest_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087626702512012498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a couple days since the last post.  Anyway let's do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest (Day 36, 1975)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty famous movie, was pretty good.  Saw most of this for a high school movie class, but didn't see the whole think until now.  I don't have much to say about this...except there are bunch of people in this who go on to fame, and Christopher Lloyd is also in it.  On that note, I need to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Suburban Commando&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Danny DeVito and Jack Nicholson are both in this, and they both become Batman villains.  That's probably not a coincidence though: I think Nicholson suggested that DeVito be in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Batman Returns&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating: Oh hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprhmdEFPOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/XoPk_5ZWOmA/s1600-h/The-Son-Of-Kong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 226px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprhmdEFPOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/XoPk_5ZWOmA/s320/The-Son-Of-Kong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087626779821423842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Son of Kong (Day 37, 1933) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a follow up to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;, and was released in the same year as its predecessor to cash in on its success.  The producers realized that it would be foolish to try to emulate the scale and magic of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;, so they decided to make a more comedic movie.  And it's only 69 minutes long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie takes place a couple months after the original.  Carl Denham, the dude who brought Kong to New York, is being sued by everyone because of the damage that King Kong caused, and he sets out to sea to get away from it all.  But he ends up returning to Skull Island, with his old captain Englehorn, the stereotypical chef Charlie and a new female character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was actually an entertaining movie up until the ending, which was pretty terrible in terms of being unrealistic on many levels as well as closing all doors to any sequels.  But hey, we always have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mighty Joe Young&lt;/span&gt; for more giant ape action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating:  Oh yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to the next movie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprh0tEFPPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aWJP2LtLel0/s1600-h/Singing_in_the_rain_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 245px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprh0tEFPPI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aWJP2LtLel0/s320/Singing_in_the_rain_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627024634559730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singin in the Rain (1952, Day 38)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd heard the title song a lot due to watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;/span&gt; a lot, as well as listening to the soundtrack.  That song is pretty catchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this is a tight movie, nice dance moves and choreography.  I liked the story too, about making movies, and talkies coming out during the end of the silent era.  That was sort of explored with the Chaplin movies earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's mainly about three people, the main dude (Gene Kelly) who's an actor, his best friend (Donald O'Connor) who is a music director and a girl (Debbie Reynolds) who runs into the main dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cool thing about this movie:  In a lot of movies the main character's best friend gets the shaft and is often relegated to comic relief, is antagonistic towards the main character's love interest and is pushed aside as the main dude is trying to win the girl.  Well in this movie he does have comic scenes, but he actually gets good screen time and comes up with the smart ideas, and is actually friends with the girl.  Something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating: Oh hell yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprh-9EFPQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZuEuCTe0ZAM/s1600-h/HP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprh-9EFPQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ZuEuCTe0ZAM/s320/HP1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627200728218882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (Day 39, 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time, Voldemort is about to come back and nobody believes Harry and Dumbledore.  On top of that the Ministry of Magic is trying to keep both of them quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've read all the books and seen all the movies, but I'm not one to complain about (or even remember) what was cut out of the movies and all that.  I've enjoyed all the movies that came out, and I expected the same with this one.  But man, even I was surprised at what they cut out, mainly because I didn't end up giving a damn about characters I was supposed to care about.  One of the worst of the Harry Potter movies, but maybe it'll be better on future viewings or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating: Oh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpriF9EFPRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lxh8zow7uO8/s1600-h/Killer_klowns_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 261px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpriF9EFPRI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lxh8zow7uO8/s320/Killer_klowns_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627320987303186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Killer Klowns from Outer Space (Day 40 1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this is what I'm talking about.  The title is all I need to know.  And the tag line "In Space no one can eat ice cream" didn't hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random connections &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is connected to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt; in a way:  The Chiodo brothers, who wrote and directed this movie, are featured in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt; documentary that's on the DVD for that movie.  This is the only major movie they worked on but I think they're puppeteers or something so they know about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This was a silly movie, again, the title says it all.  If you're looking for a corny funny movie, then watch this.  Oh yeah and it has an awesome &lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/8/88/Dickies_-_Killer_Klowns_excerpt.ogg"&gt;theme song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating:  Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprid9EFPTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kEW9kRV-8-8/s1600-h/404px-Rescue_dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 172px; height: 255px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprid9EFPTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kEW9kRV-8-8/s320/404px-Rescue_dawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627733304163634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rescue Dawn (Day 41, 2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the movie that i was &lt;a href="http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-i-got-served.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;trying to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a couple weeks ago.  Even though I had to pay this time, it was still worth it, this was tight.  It's a true story about a US Navy pilot, Dieter Dengler, played by Christian Bale, who get shot down in Laos during the Vietnam War (before it escalated) and taken as a prisoner.  He attempts to escape along with other people who have been imprisoned for over two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Werner Herzog is the director, and he had done a documentary about the dude a little while ago, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Little Dieter Needs to Fly&lt;/span&gt;.  Oh yeah and Werner Herzog is a hardcore dude.  He filmed this movie in Thailand, and they didn't have trailers, instead they stayed in the sets that were used as the prisoner's quarters, in bamboo huts.  Also, once he was shot during an interview with an air rifle and, even though he was bleeding he was like "nah, let's just continue with the interview."  And he saved Joaquin Phoenix from a car crash and left before Phoenix could say thanks.  In conclusion, watch this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating: Oh Hell Yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprirdEFPUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SWFMXQHdLa4/s1600-h/Bebe%27s_kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 298px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprirdEFPUI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SWFMXQHdLa4/s320/Bebe%27s_kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087627965232397634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bebe's Kids (Day 41, extra movie, 1992)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is on a long list of early 90s movies that I had heard of, but never seen.  Reginald Hudlin was the writer of this movie.  Oh yeah and he's now the president of BET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this movie is based off the comedy of Robin Harris and it's about this dude who's trying to get with this woman, who has a son.  She suggests he take them to a theme park called "Fun World", but  three kids also tag along.  Who are they?  Bebe's kids.  So, one thing sort of weird about this movie is that the kids refer to themselves as "Bebe's kids".  I don't know about you, but I never met a group of siblings who identified themselves as their mother's children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;span&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;C ALERT LOC ALERT  LOC ALERT&lt;br /&gt;Tone Lōc is in this movie.  We last saw him in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Check&lt;/span&gt; as Juice.  This time he plays a baby, one of the three Bebe's kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you need a reminder as to his awesomeness, here again is a link to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=387ZDGSKVSg"&gt;one of his music videos&lt;/a&gt;.  Because it bears more repeating than the fucking white stripes, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah now back to the movie.  This is so ridiculously random that I don't know what to say.  The animation is pretty bad, but it's interesting.  This movie gets a brand new rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating:  What the fuck?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I were to give it a 'real' rating, it would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh yeah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-6152190447253078530?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6152190447253078530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=6152190447253078530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6152190447253078530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6152190447253078530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/days-36-40.html' title='Days 36-41: A lot of stuff.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprhh9EFPNI/AAAAAAAAAG8/mxi7zYML2f8/s72-c/One_Flew_Over_the_Cuckoo%27s_Nest_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-7916895431020834853</id><published>2007-07-08T11:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T11:49:24.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 35: High and Low (1963)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpEDSigvZwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5F439FXqwEc/s1600-h/Kurohighlow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpEDSigvZwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5F439FXqwEc/s320/Kurohighlow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084849071314659074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I missed a day a couple days ago so I'll try to make up for that. My average is still higher than 1 movie per day since I started this, so that's on track.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(7/7/7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Background&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's another Kurosawa movie with Toshiro Mifune.   Loosely based on the book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;King's Ransom&lt;/span&gt; by Evan Hunter.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's this about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kidnapping occurs and it gets really interesting after that.  A police procedural movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of movie that shows stuff which other movies would just glance over.   Scenes that would last 1 minute and be brushed aside are given focus and last longer than usual, for example there's a scene with all the police that are involved in the kidnapping case, and they go over many different aspects of the case in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note this movie made awesome use of widescreen, with characters placed on opposite ends of the screen, and well framed shots like this: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpEFjCgvZxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CX2TtPwh8RY/s1600-h/Hl03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpEFjCgvZxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/CX2TtPwh8RY/s320/Hl03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084851553805756178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story also has a good balance of focus between the police crew, and the main character (Mifune). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-7916895431020834853?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7916895431020834853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=7916895431020834853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7916895431020834853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7916895431020834853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-35-high-and-low-1963.html' title='Day 35: High and Low (1963)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RpEDSigvZwI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5F439FXqwEc/s72-c/Kurohighlow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-1879753769526088232</id><published>2007-07-07T14:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:32:03.796-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='robots in disguise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron giant'/><title type='text'>Days 31, 32 33 and 34</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjVdEFPVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lc0Jhh7vJWI/s1600-h/Blacksnakemoan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 236px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjVdEFPVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lc0Jhh7vJWI/s320/Blacksnakemoan3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087628686786903378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Snake Moan (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie looked good, but actually wasn't that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel L. Jackson sees to it that the nymphomaniac Christina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ricci&lt;/span&gt; is cured of her ways.  He goes about this by chaining her to a radiator and playing blues music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjZ9EFPWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Sjr4mXX8LbU/s1600-h/Grave_of_the_Fireflies_DVDcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 233px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjZ9EFPWI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Sjr4mXX8LbU/s320/Grave_of_the_Fireflies_DVDcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087628764096314722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Grave of the Fireflies (1988)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is an animated movie about a brother and sister who survive air raids in Japan during the last days of WWII.    Pretty sad.  I decided to see this after reading Ebert's essay on it where he said that this movie "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://rogerebert.suntimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20000319/REVIEWS08/3190301/1023"&gt;belongs on any list of the greatest war films ever made.&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjdtEFPXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/natgLuXlp3o/s1600-h/404px-Transformers07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 237px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjdtEFPXI/AAAAAAAAAIM/natgLuXlp3o/s320/404px-Transformers07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087628828520824178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transformers (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'t know anything about the TV show, but this movie was awesome.  Really good special effects. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giant Robots on Earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt; hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caved and bought one of the toys.  Man it's so cool.  Took me forever to figure out how to transform it though.  That shit was hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprjr9EFPYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/raE_HXj60Vg/s1600-h/The_Iron_Giant_poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 247px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rprjr9EFPYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/raE_HXj60Vg/s320/The_Iron_Giant_poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087629073333960066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Giant (1998)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have seen this sooner.  Back when it came out, I dismissed it as a kiddie movie based on trailers, but now I know I would have loved it then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another important bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;information&lt;/span&gt; is that Brad Bird directed this.  He also directed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Incredibles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt;, and he knows his stuff, so that should have been a retroactive tip off as to the quality of this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hell yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-1879753769526088232?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1879753769526088232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=1879753769526088232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1879753769526088232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1879753769526088232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/days-31-32-33-and-34.html' title='Days 31, 32 33 and 34'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RprjVdEFPVI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Lc0Jhh7vJWI/s72-c/Blacksnakemoan3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-3676168952273656948</id><published>2007-07-03T10:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:43:11.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 30: The Hidden Fortress (1958)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopcmigvZpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2UmuQ73-fx8/s1600-h/Hiddenfortress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopcmigvZpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2UmuQ73-fx8/s320/Hiddenfortress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082976946609940114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah another Kurosawa movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Storyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two peasants just escaped a battle and are now searching for gold.  They stumble upon a general who is trying to protect a princess.  The peasants get involved, motivated by their greed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toshiro Mifune is the General.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie also inspired George Lucas about telling a story from the perspective of the two lowliest characters, in his case R2-D2 and C-3PO from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was cool.  Toshiro Mifune is good in his role, and there were some nice action scenes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-3676168952273656948?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3676168952273656948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=3676168952273656948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3676168952273656948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3676168952273656948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-30-hidden-fortress-1958.html' title='Day 30: The Hidden Fortress (1958)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopcmigvZpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2UmuQ73-fx8/s72-c/Hiddenfortress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-5196507152205277293</id><published>2007-07-03T10:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T10:45:37.158-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29: Ikiru (1952)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopbrigvZoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jyZkCer3sGw/s1600-h/Ikiru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 279px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopbrigvZoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jyZkCer3sGw/s400/Ikiru.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082975932997658242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Kurosawa movie was available at the library.  Given the track record so far, I had to check it out.  This came in between &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rashomon&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seven Samurai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Storyline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A man finds out he has six months left to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best movie I've seen during this summer and is one of my favorite movies now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-5196507152205277293?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5196507152205277293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=5196507152205277293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5196507152205277293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5196507152205277293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/07/day-29-ikiru-1952.html' title='Day 29: Ikiru (1952)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RopbrigvZoI/AAAAAAAAAFU/jyZkCer3sGw/s72-c/Ikiru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-1864839067385223416</id><published>2007-06-30T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T19:53:43.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 28: A few more.</title><content type='html'>So I went to the theater I used to work at, saw some old friends, got in for free&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  I was supposed to meet Max at the theater to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sicko&lt;/span&gt; at 7, but was running late and entered the theater after the movie started.  Apparently he was sitting in the same row as me.  I looked over and thought it was him, but wasn't sure.  I talked to him later and he said he was trying to wave at me, but I didn't see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since I couldn't find him, I went to the next show which was starting in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sicko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was pretty good, was definitely better than &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bowling for Columbine&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fahrenheit 9/11&lt;/span&gt;.  It still had a few "look at me, I'm Michael Moore" moments, but it wasn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured that I could catch up with Max after the movie, but it turns out he didn't have his cell phone on him at the time.  So I checked out another movie, which I had heard good things about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;You Kill Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was really good, it stars Ben Kinglsey as a hitman working for the Polish mob, who also has a drinking problem.  When he is too drunk to perform a hit, this is the last straw.  His boss sends him to AA.  It also has Luke Wilson as his sponsor and&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Téa Leoni as a love interest.   It was pretty funny, had good acting all around.  Bill Pullman was in this too and I didn't even recognize him for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus this movie introduced me to one of the best inventions ever:  Cashew Butter.   It's like Peanut Butter but with Cashews.  Bill Pullman's character gives some to Ben Kingsley's character as a housewarming gift, and I was thinking "Is...is this possible?  Because if so, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE GOT TO GET ME ONE A DEESE!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I got some today and it tastes like awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Hell Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-1864839067385223416?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1864839067385223416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=1864839067385223416' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1864839067385223416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1864839067385223416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-28-few-more.html' title='Day 28: A few more.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-56080869039928662</id><published>2007-06-30T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T19:35:43.781-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratatouille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pixar'/><title type='text'>Day 28: Ratatouille</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXcuygvZnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vxMQ3ORi30A/s1600-h/RatatouillePoster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXcuygvZnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vxMQ3ORi30A/s320/RatatouillePoster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081710450948662898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pixar.  First day, first show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Rat who likes to cook.  He gets to fulfill his dreams in one of the best restaurants in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad Bird wrote and directed this, he also directed The Iron Giant and The Incredibles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great animation, from the character models and movements to the realistic water and the look of the food.  Also, the acting and story were great.  I wanted to see it again after it ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pixar Ranking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ranking them is hard I'll do them in tiers:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Toy Story &amp; Toy Story 2&lt;br /&gt;2. Monsters Inc., Ratatouille, The Incredibles, Finding Nemo&lt;br /&gt;3. A Bugs Life&lt;br /&gt;4. Cars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen a lot of these in a while, this will probably change whenever I see one of them again.  But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt; is among the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Other Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had the trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall-E,&lt;/span&gt; which I mentioned in earlier posts, showing before the movie.  It was great to see it on a big screen.  Also, the Pixar short &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lifted&lt;/span&gt; played before the movie, it was funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-56080869039928662?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/56080869039928662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=56080869039928662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/56080869039928662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/56080869039928662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-28-ratatouille.html' title='Day 28: Ratatouille'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXcuygvZnI/AAAAAAAAAFM/vxMQ3ORi30A/s72-c/RatatouillePoster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-4442425984638794850</id><published>2007-06-30T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T00:31:00.199-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 27: What did we end up watching?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXZ5SgvZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3PLys8l-9_Q/s1600-h/405px-Bridgetoterabithiaposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXZ5SgvZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3PLys8l-9_Q/s200/405px-Bridgetoterabithiaposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081707332802405986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;After the events that happened at DC, we went to Hollywood Video in order to rent &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Die Hard&lt;/span&gt;.  That wasn't available, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bridge to Terabithia&lt;/span&gt; (2007) was.  I had wanted to check it out anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Smith and Richard Roeper were both like "this movie is the bomb yo, don't believe the kiddie image."  So I figured I'd follow their advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two friends escape from their everyday lives with their imaginations.  They also go through school and family life.  The trailers made it look like some Harry Potter/Narnia thing, but it's not, and it should have been marketed better (the filmmakers weren't too happy about that apparently).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert "T-1000" Patrick is in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the kind of movie people are like "lol you liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;?" sort of like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Little Princess&lt;/span&gt; was back in the day.  But it's really good.  It's got a pretty shocking moment too.  This was a pretty good movie, and Vish and my brother thought so too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-4442425984638794850?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4442425984638794850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=4442425984638794850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4442425984638794850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4442425984638794850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-27-what-did-we-end-up-watching.html' title='Day 27: What did we end up watching?!'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoXZ5SgvZmI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3PLys8l-9_Q/s72-c/405px-Bridgetoterabithiaposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-6928283877757071196</id><published>2007-06-29T01:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T02:39:44.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I got served.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;So what happened to me today?  Well, I checked my email, and noticed some messages for free advance movie passes. I hadn't gotten them for a while.  Today I had three messages about them, two were about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rescue Dawn&lt;/span&gt;, and one was for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Now Pronounce You Chuck and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Larry.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;They were both playing at the same time tonight.  On top of seeing a movie in advance for free, it would be my movie for the day.  Not bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSjsCgvZkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D1yeRdXIqIk/s1600-h/email+5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSjsCgvZkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D1yeRdXIqIk/s400/email+5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081366256564528706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...should I choose this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSfFygvZfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-CGKHdsx4XA/s1600-h/inowpronounceyouchuckandlarry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSfFygvZfI/AAAAAAAAAEM/-CGKHdsx4XA/s400/inowpronounceyouchuckandlarry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081361201388021234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;"&gt;Or this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSfNigvZgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CLact42yy1M/s1600-h/rescuedawn8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSfNigvZgI/AAAAAAAAAEU/CLact42yy1M/s400/rescuedawn8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081361334532007426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;So I was talking to my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on AIM, and I was like "Yo, wanna see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rescue Dawn&lt;/span&gt; tonight because it's free" and he's like "Yeah". The show was for 7 pm.  But it takes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; an hour to get here due to traffic, so we go to the Metro at around 6:45. The movie is playing at the U.S. Navy Memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrive at the memorial at 7:01. This was a "first come first served thing", so we were like "What the hell...what if we don't get in?! We paid for Metro tickets to go to a movie that we might not get to see?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the building is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;701 Pennsylvania Ave&lt;/span&gt;. We find it, and the doors are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;fuckin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; locked. We walk around the block checking every entrance. Locked. Wander into an apartment complex that's part of the building and the receptionist is like "The Naval Memorial is around the corner". We go around the corner.  It's locked. We wander back into the apartment complex. She's like "What the...are you on a scavenger hunt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we ran into two other dudes who were talking to a guy for directions.  They were also trying to get into this screening. They had no luck either and had been looking longer than us, but one of them heard that it was canceled. After we all walk around the block, those guys go back on the Metro, while we walk around, and go back to an entrance that we already tried.  It had a number on the side that said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For after hours access call ...&lt;/span&gt;"  I did that, and there was a voice that said: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The number you have dialed has changed.  Here is the new number...&lt;/span&gt;"  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AAARG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.  Anyway that new number leads to an answering machine.  Well behind us is the same guy that helped the two random guys.  He leads us to the right place after we have a few minutes of confused conversation.  We finally find the right door to the building, tucked away in a corner. That's locked too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're like "What the fuck" and leave.  While on the Metro, I had a suspicion about those emails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, I excused myself and re-checked the email. I was wondering, "why did I get TWO emails about Rescue Dawn?" I figured that they do that sometimes, no big deal. But that suspicion that I had was lingering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;Here is what the first email said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSg8ygvZiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/McNpta9cKw4/s1600-h/email+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSg8ygvZiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/McNpta9cKw4/s400/email+2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081363245792454178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;But here's the second email which I did not check:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSh-SgvZjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0_NBSzggjAA/s1600-h/email+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSh-SgvZjI/AAAAAAAAAEs/0_NBSzggjAA/s400/email+3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081364371073885746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Looks like I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;FORGOT TO READ THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:georgia;" &gt;!  It wasn't an extra ticket email, it was a "If you don't read this you will be fucked" email.  Yeah I'm an idiot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="letterText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-6928283877757071196?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6928283877757071196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=6928283877757071196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6928283877757071196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6928283877757071196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/today-i-got-served.html' title='Today I got served.'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSjsCgvZkI/AAAAAAAAAE0/D1yeRdXIqIk/s72-c/email+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-5902407093496536417</id><published>2007-06-29T01:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T01:41:48.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26: Modern Times (1936)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSaXygvZcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VhARkGBLXvU/s1600-h/398px-Moderntimes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSaXygvZcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VhARkGBLXvU/s200/398px-Moderntimes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081356013067527618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Charlie Chaplin's next movie after &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights. &lt;/span&gt;It's also the last appearance of his Tramp character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Industry and how it affects people in a modern environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie had more sound, and actually some spoken sentences in some sequences near the beginning that looked really cool, and futuristic, even today.  This had a great musical score, and as usual very good physical comedy from Charlie Chaplin.  There's a great song sung near the end too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-5902407093496536417?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5902407093496536417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=5902407093496536417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5902407093496536417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5902407093496536417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-26-modern-times-1936.html' title='Day 26: Modern Times (1936)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoSaXygvZcI/AAAAAAAAAD0/VhARkGBLXvU/s72-c/398px-Moderntimes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-8086507606219206025</id><published>2007-06-27T00:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:42:59.801-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 25: Evan Almighty (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHl7ygvZbI/AAAAAAAAADs/0WnLNXVpcFk/s1600-h/Evan_almightymp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHl7ygvZbI/AAAAAAAAADs/0WnLNXVpcFk/s200/Evan_almightymp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080594669984769458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sequel to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bruce Almighty&lt;/span&gt;.  Remember that asshole guy that dissed Bruce?  It's about that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Carell plays Evan who is asked by God to build an Ark. This is problematic since Evan is a freshman congressman, who has a lot of work to do.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie filmed in Crozet, VA, and I tried out to be an extra.  Good thing I didn't get a call back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director, Tom Shadyac went to UVA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fat dude from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Knocked Up&lt;/span&gt; is in this and he plays a funny intern/assistant to Evan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie wasn't bad for a while, but it just got ridiculous nearer towards the end.  John Goodman was pretty cool.  Wanda Sykes had some stupid lines that were good too.  The worst part of the movie was Molly Shannon being in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that got me was that they made Crozet out to be Norther Virginia.  Complete with mountains.  Oh yeah and there happens to be a dam next to the Potomac river.  Max and I were cracking up at this geographical stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-8086507606219206025?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8086507606219206025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=8086507606219206025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8086507606219206025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8086507606219206025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-25-evan-almighty-2007.html' title='Day 25: Evan Almighty (2007)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHl7ygvZbI/AAAAAAAAADs/0WnLNXVpcFk/s72-c/Evan_almightymp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-8410442069599679375</id><published>2007-06-27T00:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:20:22.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 24: Sanjuro (1962)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHiZSgvZaI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2QnEGN1gDM/s1600-h/Kurosanjuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHiZSgvZaI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2QnEGN1gDM/s200/Kurosanjuro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080590778744399266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the sequel to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yojimbo&lt;/span&gt;.   Kurosawa and Mifune again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main dude, Toshiro Mifune, is back, and this time instead of playing both sides, he's working for one group, and focuses more on strategy.  He is helping a bunch of guys get back their kidnapped master.  The guys are pretty stupid, so they  rely on him quite heavily to get shit done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not as intense as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yojimbo&lt;/span&gt;, but it's still really good.  The plans and tricks that the main dude came up with were pretty smart, and there's some good action, with unrealistic sword slashes, but still cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-8410442069599679375?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8410442069599679375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=8410442069599679375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8410442069599679375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8410442069599679375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-24-sanjuro-1962.html' title='Day 24: Sanjuro (1962)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RoHiZSgvZaI/AAAAAAAAADk/O2QnEGN1gDM/s72-c/Kurosanjuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-9099159474293761665</id><published>2007-06-25T00:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:21:11.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23: Yojimbo (1961)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn9K6cudAEI/AAAAAAAAADU/vI6q8nuvBmA/s1600-h/Yojimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn9K6cudAEI/AAAAAAAAADU/vI6q8nuvBmA/s200/Yojimbo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079861272701108290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to see more Kurosawa movies, and also get pumped for Sergio Leone week, which will start soon hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway this movie was remade, (and some would say ripped off) as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Fistful of Dollars, &lt;/span&gt;Sergio Leone's breakthrough movie.  I don't remember that movie too well but it seems about right.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yojimbo&lt;/span&gt; was followed up by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanjuro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A wandering samurai (Toshiro Mifune) comes to a small town with rival gangs.  He works them against each other, while trying to get the best of both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie had me interested from beginning to end.  It's like a samurai western, with good fights, and nice showdowns.  There's even a dude with a gun that looks like Elvis (look at the top left of the poster).  The music is awesome.  And, as said before with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rashomon,&lt;/span&gt; Kurosawa + Mifune = Success.  So far.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-9099159474293761665?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/9099159474293761665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=9099159474293761665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/9099159474293761665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/9099159474293761665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-23-yojimbo-1961.html' title='Day 23: Yojimbo (1961)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn9K6cudAEI/AAAAAAAAADU/vI6q8nuvBmA/s72-c/Yojimbo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-4987261318957252686</id><published>2007-06-24T01:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:38:44.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 22: Bicycle Thieves (1948)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn4IRor6fRI/AAAAAAAAADM/AdtLXm8fRC4/s1600-h/Ladri3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn4IRor6fRI/AAAAAAAAADM/AdtLXm8fRC4/s200/Ladri3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079506528792902930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an Italian movie yo.   Anyway, this move is also known as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Bicycle Thief&lt;/span&gt;, but somehow it's now called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bicycle Thieves&lt;/span&gt; because that's a better translation of the original title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere that Satyajit Ray had seen this movie over 50 times, maybe 100 or something like that, and it made him want to make movies.  Well if it had that impact on someone, a movie like that has got to be pretty good.   Plus Criterion just released a new transfer, so this movie is lookin' SHARP, and my library just happened to have a copy of this, oh hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man gets a job which requires a bicycle.  The man gets his bike back from a pawnbroker and goes to work the next day.  Then, the bicycle gets stolen and so the man must look for the bicycle with his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an awesome movie.  It reminded me of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Where_Is_the_Friend%27s_Home%3F"&gt;Where is My Friend's House?&lt;/a&gt;, which involved a kid searching for his friend's house in order to return his notebook to him.  Anyway this movie has great acting, and the people in it are not actors.  The story is simple like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights&lt;/span&gt; and is told well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Side Note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the Wikipedia article for this movie and it said something about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pee-wee's Big Adventure&lt;/span&gt; being loosely based on this.  Holy crap, that makes sense, it didn't even occur to me while watching this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-4987261318957252686?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4987261318957252686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=4987261318957252686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4987261318957252686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4987261318957252686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-22-bicycle-thieves-1948.html' title='Day 22: Bicycle Thieves (1948)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn4IRor6fRI/AAAAAAAAADM/AdtLXm8fRC4/s72-c/Ladri3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-5071978582979605328</id><published>2007-06-24T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:36:31.232-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 21:  Brazil (1985)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn3_Tor6fQI/AAAAAAAAADE/36ngLr9qCmM/s1600-h/410px-Brazilposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn3_Tor6fQI/AAAAAAAAADE/36ngLr9qCmM/s200/410px-Brazilposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079496667547991298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had to see two movies after watching the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt; trailer:  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brazil&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights&lt;/span&gt; was covered yesterday, but the reason for seeing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brazil&lt;/span&gt; is that people were pointing out that the music used in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt; trailer is from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brazil&lt;/span&gt;, and since that music was good, I wanted to check this out.  Other reasons to see it were that people said it was good, and because Terry Gilliam is the director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoah!  Katherine Helmond, who played Jessica Tate on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soap&lt;/span&gt; was the main dude's mom.  The other movies of the day that had &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soap&lt;/span&gt; cast members were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graduate (day 6) &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The Sting&lt;/span&gt; (day 5).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnathan Pryce, the guy who plays the main dude, was the bad guy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomorrow Never Dies&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Bob Hoskins was in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; from day 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of upcoming Pixar movies, according to imdb, Ian Holm, who was in this, is in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt;, which comes out this Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a futuristic dystopian sci-fi movie, with a lot of weird stuff happening and dream sequences.   The main dude has an average job in the government, but increasingly feels like he needs to get out.  He has recurring dreams in which he is flying, and he sees a woman in these dreams that he falls in love with.  Then he sees her in the real world, and has to meet her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie seemed to have a lot of false endings, and the music got really loud at times.  It was all right.  The music itself was good, and the sets and props were awesome.  There were some funny moments as well.  I'll have to see this again though because I didn't really understand all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-5071978582979605328?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/5071978582979605328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=5071978582979605328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5071978582979605328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/5071978582979605328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/21st-day-brazil-1985.html' title='Day 21:  Brazil (1985)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rn3_Tor6fQI/AAAAAAAAADE/36ngLr9qCmM/s72-c/410px-Brazilposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-947001861834170811</id><published>2007-06-22T02:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T03:01:44.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20: City Lights (1931)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rntrqor6fPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/21lf5V9VyiU/s1600-h/391px-Citylights9c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rntrqor6fPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/21lf5V9VyiU/s200/391px-Citylights9c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078771385010650354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/disney/walle/"&gt;trailer for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall-E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, Pixar's movie for next year.  Someone pointed out that Andrew Stanton, the director, said the movie is like "R2-D2 meets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights&lt;/span&gt;."  If that's the case, and people were saying &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;City Lights&lt;/span&gt; is good, this seemed like a good movie to check out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie came out in a time where silent films were already obsolete, but Charlie Chaplin could do what he wanted.  It was a gamble but it was successful.  For more about all that, check this &lt;a href="http://www.dvdtalk.com/reviews/read.php?ID=10629"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other Chaplin film I've seen is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Gold Rush&lt;/span&gt;, but I've seen some of his shorts a long time ago, and read part of his autobiography for some 8th grade english project.   Still haven't heard his voice though, but that's what DVD extras are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tramp (Chaplin) falls for a blind flower girl (Virginia Cherrill).   He befriends a drunk millionaire, and while using some of the drunk's money to buy flowers, the flower girl believes he is rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This description sucks, but it's a simple story which is well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice story with great music, great comedy and physical acting, and the timing was awesome, it must have been pretty hard to get some of that physical stuff just right.  People said that the last scene is memorable and it is, it's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/disney/walle/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-947001861834170811?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/947001861834170811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=947001861834170811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/947001861834170811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/947001861834170811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-20-city-lights-1931.html' title='Day 20: City Lights (1931)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rntrqor6fPI/AAAAAAAAAC8/21lf5V9VyiU/s72-c/391px-Citylights9c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-1132027238361130034</id><published>2007-06-21T09:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:28:06.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 19: Mr. Brooks (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqEcYr6fOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ATWgQrChJzk/s1600-h/404px-Mr_brooks_ver2_xlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqEcYr6fOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ATWgQrChJzk/s200/404px-Mr_brooks_ver2_xlg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078517153011498210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I knew about this movie was that Dane Cook was trying to do serious acting.  That alone should have been an indicator of this movie's quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William Hurt, who was last seen in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt; (Day 13), continues his streak of appearing in shitty movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin Costner plays Mr. Brooks, a rich dude with a wife and daughter, who is addicted to murder, and he has an admirer, Dane Cook who wants to accompany him on a murder.  Oh yeah Kevin Costner also has an imaginary friend played by William Hurt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi Moore plays a detective on the hunt for the killer, but doesn't know who he is.  She's randomly going through a divorce so that her character can have something to talk about, as well as so that her ex-husband will get killed by Kevin Costner.  New and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People were going "ooh" acting all surprised and stuff during moments that were supposed to be funny or shocking.  But for me, after watching like 3 seasons of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shield&lt;/span&gt; recently, as well as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dexter&lt;/span&gt; (which has similar themes) I was like "Whoah, I didn't know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/span&gt; was playing here."   Seriously, don't see this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW HELL NAW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-1132027238361130034?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1132027238361130034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=1132027238361130034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1132027238361130034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1132027238361130034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-19-mr-brooks.html' title='Day 19: Mr. Brooks (2007)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqEcYr6fOI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ATWgQrChJzk/s72-c/404px-Mr_brooks_ver2_xlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-706032467064901543</id><published>2007-06-21T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T10:30:52.798-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18: Rope (1948)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqD_Ir6fNI/AAAAAAAAACs/D23gueb9038/s1600-h/Rope2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqD_Ir6fNI/AAAAAAAAACs/D23gueb9038/s200/Rope2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078516650500324562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitchcock movie that looked cool&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;Why is James Stewart being plastered all over the poster like he's the star?  He's not.  But I guess he was the only famous person in the cast or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two dudes kill a friend and host a party with the body hidden in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is really cool because it takes place in real time and there are a lot of long shots, lasting around 8-10 minutes, and they are blended together to make it look like a single really long take.  So it seems sort of like a play...it's based on one too.  The way that the characters interact and the conversations that they have are all well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-706032467064901543?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/706032467064901543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=706032467064901543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/706032467064901543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/706032467064901543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-18-rope-1948.html' title='Day 18: Rope (1948)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnqD_Ir6fNI/AAAAAAAAACs/D23gueb9038/s72-c/Rope2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-8527808389659121027</id><published>2007-06-19T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T03:09:07.198-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneBCor6fMI/AAAAAAAAACk/XeicU_XdF14/s1600-h/Butch-Cassidy-and-the-Sunda.article.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneBCor6fMI/AAAAAAAAACk/XeicU_XdF14/s200/Butch-Cassidy-and-the-Sunda.article.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077668987164851394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has heard of this movie in one way or another.  Robert Redford's Sundance film festival is named after his character, stuff like that, blah blah blah.  I used to confuse this movie with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smokey and the Bandit&lt;/span&gt; because both names had two characters and the word 'and' in the title.  Anyway &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting&lt;/span&gt;, from day 5, was the second pairing of Robert Redford, Paul Newman and director George Roy Hill.  That movie was so good, that I had to check this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two outlaws robbing banks, on the run, having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...same three dudes from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting&lt;/span&gt; (Day 5).  Oh yeah, and Katharine Ross, who plays a woman involved with the outlaws, is Mrs. Robinson's daughter from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graduate&lt;/span&gt; (Day 6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good chemistry between the leads, and this movie is great.  There were a couple of obvious cuts when someone was about to get kicked in the balls and stuff like that, but other than that the action was tight.  I liked the colors too.  I think I liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting&lt;/span&gt; better though, but this is definitely a movie to see again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-8527808389659121027?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8527808389659121027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=8527808389659121027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8527808389659121027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8527808389659121027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-17-butch-cassidy-and-sundance-kid.html' title='Day 17: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid (1969)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneBCor6fMI/AAAAAAAAACk/XeicU_XdF14/s72-c/Butch-Cassidy-and-the-Sunda.article.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-2301718875987504945</id><published>2007-06-19T01:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T03:08:04.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16: Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer (2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneAy4r6fKI/AAAAAAAAACU/Mi8Z9gO34-g/s1600-h/FanFour2_newposter.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneAy4r6fKI/AAAAAAAAACU/Mi8Z9gO34-g/s200/FanFour2_newposter.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077668716581911714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fantastic Four&lt;/span&gt; wasn't bad, and made enough money to warrant a sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Chiklis, who plays The Thing, is on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shield&lt;/span&gt; which is an awesome show.  Unfortunately, not even he could save this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fantastic Four are used to their powers as well as being famous, but things are still far from normal.  Now the Silver Surfer is approaching Earth, and he wants to destroy the planet.  But why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie started off good, and eventually fell apart as it went on.  The banter beween Johnny Storm and The Thing is always good.  The Silver Surfer looked cool, and the action was all right, but not great.  The story could have been better.  One of my main gripes is that it had unnecessary team ups.  Good guys teaming up with bad guys out of necessity, bad guy turns on them, etc.  Now that doesn't always happen in movies, sometimes the bad guy turns out to actaully be a good ally.  But not this time.  No, in this movie, you could see the double cross coming from a mile away.  Not even a mile away.  You could see it coming from farther away than the Silver Surfer's home planet.  That joke fell flatter than Mr. Fantastic getting squashed by The Thing during a shitty attempt at slapstick comedy, but my point is that this movie is medicore.  But then again, that's what I said about the first one the first time I saw it, and it got better on subsequent viewings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-2301718875987504945?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2301718875987504945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=2301718875987504945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2301718875987504945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2301718875987504945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-16-fantastic-four-rise-of-silver.html' title='Day 16: Fantastic Four: Rise of the Silver Surfer (2007)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RneAy4r6fKI/AAAAAAAAACU/Mi8Z9gO34-g/s72-c/FanFour2_newposter.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-7077418344301193594</id><published>2007-06-19T01:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T02:54:46.115-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15: Annie Hall (1977)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RndvUIr6fJI/AAAAAAAAACM/j9T5QOfSmGY/s1600-h/398px-Annie_hall%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RndvUIr6fJI/AAAAAAAAACM/j9T5QOfSmGY/s200/398px-Annie_hall%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077649496603262098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This movie won the Oscar for Best Picture, but Woody Allen didn't care about all that.  Also, this is the movie that beat out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars &lt;/span&gt;for that award,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which some people are still pissed about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about Alvy Singer (Woody Allen) and his life, particularly in relation to Annie Hall (Diane Keaton) and we see what happens before, during and after their relationship. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Goldblum&lt;/span&gt; is in this movie for a second.  So are some other  people who later get famous, but he was the only one that I noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome movie, I hadn't seen a Woody Allen movie before, but I should check out more now.  This had a great narrative structure and fantasy sequences.  There's a lot of talking which is cool.  Sorta reminded me of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before Sunset&lt;/span&gt;.  Both movies have a lot of long takes with cool dialogue and characters just walking and talking.   Or sometimes just standing and talking.  Something like that anyway.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-7077418344301193594?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7077418344301193594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=7077418344301193594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7077418344301193594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7077418344301193594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-15-annie-hall-1977.html' title='Day 15: Annie Hall (1977)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RndvUIr6fJI/AAAAAAAAACM/j9T5QOfSmGY/s72-c/398px-Annie_hall%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-2601742966529529495</id><published>2007-06-16T18:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T18:39:49.735-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 bonus: The Old Man and the Sea (1999)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnRhBor6fGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ciegvvbKNgQ/s1600-h/Oldmansea_petrov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnRhBor6fGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ciegvvbKNgQ/s200/Oldmansea_petrov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076789360682761314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the Oscars the year this won, and when they were announcing the nominees for best animated short, and they showed the clips from this, I was like "I HAVE GOT TO SEE THIS.  NOW."  Those clips looked so good that I read the book partly because of them.  Unfortunately, this movie was nowhere to be found, for a long time.  But I found it at the library today, and was like "OH YEAH KOOL-AID."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very high quality animation, it's all paintings done on glass, and it took 2 and a half years to make.  Wait, did I say that right, they PAINTED A MOVIE ON GLASS?  Yes, and it looks fucking awesome.  That painting above is directly from the film itself.   The primary director/animator is Aleksandr Petrov and he apparently has a lot of experience with this technique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An animated adaptation of Hemingway's novel.   An old man is out fishing in the sea and hooks a marlin, but the marlin is a very worthy and noble opponent, and he won't go down without a fight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some of the best animation I've seen.  Unlike in a lot of animation, the backgrounds don't stick out like a sore thumb, in this case it probably has something to do with the entire paintings being changed little by little each frame.   That adds a sense of realism to  this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just awesome to look at.  I was like "!!!!!" most of the time.  I read that it was shown on Imax, that must have been a cool experience.  On the acting side, the voice acting for the boy is horrible, but the old man is spot on.  Other than that, this is great, everybody should see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-2601742966529529495?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/2601742966529529495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=2601742966529529495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2601742966529529495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/2601742966529529495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-15-bonus-old-man-and-sea-1999.html' title='Day 15 bonus: The Old Man and the Sea (1999)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnRhBor6fGI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ciegvvbKNgQ/s72-c/Oldmansea_petrov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-3207651868299167953</id><published>2007-06-16T17:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T19:26:46.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14: When Will I Be Loved (2004)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g-ec2.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MFSNHJE0L._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://g-ec2.images-amazon.com/images/I/51MFSNHJE0L._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoops, I didn't get to see a movie yesterday, was moving out of the apartment all day with Blake.  I passed out soon after reaching home, and woke up at 1:40 a.m.  I had to see something.  This was the shortest movie I could find.  I'll watch some more stuff today to make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neve Campbell plays a bored person in New York, explores her sexuality, weird stuff happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Tyson is in this movie for some idiotic reason. No, literally, the reason the director chose to put him in was actually idiotic. Even his cameo in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Crocodile Dundee in Los Angeles&lt;/span&gt; was better than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the most pretentious movies of all time.  It tries way too hard.  It would be fun to watch this with other people, to make fun of.  What does this movie have that makes it all elitist and shit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) The director casts himself as a pretentious professor who tries to be down to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Neve Campbell's parents argue over who is the best architect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Some famous character gets pissed when a Beethoven recording isn't by his favorite composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Neve Campbell's boyfriend lists some historical figures and compares them to hip hop, in a joke that falls flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there are random sex scenes with classical music playing in the background, trying to be all artistic and shit.  However, even with those flaws, the story was interesting, and it was short enough to not get too stupid for its own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:When_Will_I_Be_Loved_film.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:When_Will_I_Be_Loved_film.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-3207651868299167953?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3207651868299167953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=3207651868299167953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3207651868299167953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3207651868299167953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-14-when-will-i-be-loved-2004.html' title='Day 14: When Will I Be Loved (2004)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-4276138950262685664</id><published>2007-06-15T01:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T02:09:25.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael'/><title type='text'>Day 13:  Michael (1996)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnInJYr6fFI/AAAAAAAAABs/N4IeAc2JeBI/s1600-h/Michael_front_cover_travolta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnInJYr6fFI/AAAAAAAAABs/N4IeAc2JeBI/s200/Michael_front_cover_travolta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076162772198915154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I remember about this movie is the following piece of dialogue from the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael (John Travolta): "You know what John and Paul said right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random dude: "The Apostles?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael: "No, The Beatles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.  It's as bad as it sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Travolta - is famous, he plays Michael the angel in this movie.&lt;br /&gt;Bob Hoskins - played Mario in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Super Mario Brothers&lt;/span&gt;, and had a cameo in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spice World&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Andie MacDowell - does make-up commercials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah and Norah Ephron, the director, gives herself a stupid cameo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tabloid writers get wind of an angel living with an old lady in Iowa.  They want to bring him to Chicago to get a scoop.  It's basically a road trip movie with an angel.  There's romance, a dog and the world's largest non-stick frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There are three strikes against this movie from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, when you think of bad movies from 1996, you think of either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/One_Fine_Day"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One Fine Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_%28film%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eddie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Phantom&lt;/span&gt; was good, even &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Broken Arrow&lt;/span&gt; isn't that bad, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jingle All the Way&lt;/span&gt; is a damn masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Nora "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleepless in Seattle&lt;/span&gt;" Ephron is the director.  Now I'll admit, I liked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've Got Mail&lt;/span&gt;.  But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bewitched&lt;/span&gt; was horrible, and so is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael&lt;/span&gt;.  In any case, it's a good bet that if she's directing a movie, it will involve something conventional WITH A CHARMING TWIST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, my Dad got this movie for free when we got a DVD player in 1999, and I haven't seen it until NOW.  If you want to convince someone to buy a DVD player, you probably should guarantee in writing that a movie like this will never see the light of day, not give it away for free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWW HELL NAW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-4276138950262685664?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/4276138950262685664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=4276138950262685664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4276138950262685664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/4276138950262685664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-13-michael-1996.html' title='Day 13:  Michael (1996)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnInJYr6fFI/AAAAAAAAABs/N4IeAc2JeBI/s72-c/Michael_front_cover_travolta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-3054343465913918503</id><published>2007-06-14T01:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T02:52:55.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12: God's Gun (1976)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDYbor6fEI/AAAAAAAAABk/5NdU2A3KeoY/s1600-h/514G289MVNL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDYbor6fEI/AAAAAAAAABk/5NdU2A3KeoY/s200/514G289MVNL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075794749336222786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Van Cleef is the man.  After watching the Dollars Trilogy in one day with Slinker, I said to him that this guy should be digitally inserted into every movie ever made.  Slinker remembered that comment and a few years later, found this movie along with another soon to be seen Lee Van Cleef movie for a dollar.  Knowing that this was the best deal of the century, he picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't actually see any of the movies until tonight, and for that I need to slap myself.   Not because the movie is good, oh hell no.  I should have seen it, of course, because it has Lee Van Cleef in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main reason I didn't see this movie for so long was because I was skeptical about Lee Van Cleef playing a good guy, on top of that a priest.  I mean, he's played a character that enters a man's house, eats his food, steals his money, and then shoots the man and his son.  Now he's playing a priest?   Secondly, the priest character dies like 10 minutes into the movie, so there isn't any Lee Van Cleef for a while.  Thus,  we started this movie a year ago, so we didn't get around to finishing it.  Tonight, I saw it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my comments about Lee Van Cleef needing to be in every movie ever made:  This movie sort of comes close to that, since he plays two parts in the movie.  So that priest character who died in the beginning?  Well he'll be avenged by his look-alike brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it About?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outlaws, led by Jack Palance are taking over a small town.  There's this kid named Johnny who is friends with a priest.  The priest gets killed, the outlaws take over the town, and Johnny goes to get help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid, totally randomly, turns MUTE after the Priest gets killed.  I don't know if that was done to add depth to the story, or whether the kid's lines were cut because he stole the director's Kit Kat bars, but either way it's totally unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually this movie is not that great, but Lee Van Cleef saves it as expected.  He should have played 10 characters instead of 2 though.  This movie has crazy music whenever something cool or exciting happens, and otherwise it has normal Western music, which is good.   It also has corny death scenes, silly music and mediocre action which make this movie all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-3054343465913918503?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/3054343465913918503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=3054343465913918503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3054343465913918503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/3054343465913918503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-12-gods-gun-1980.html' title='Day 12: God&apos;s Gun (1976)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDYbor6fEI/AAAAAAAAABk/5NdU2A3KeoY/s72-c/514G289MVNL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-7352072588593085557</id><published>2007-06-14T01:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:55:11.343-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11: World Trade Center (2006)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDR9or6fDI/AAAAAAAAABc/xcKVj6GZ0Vw/s1600-h/404px-Worldtrade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDR9or6fDI/AAAAAAAAABc/xcKVj6GZ0Vw/s200/404px-Worldtrade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075787636870380594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some controversy over whether this movie would deal with conspiracy theories since Oliver Stone is directing.  But that's not the case here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two 24 cast members here, the dude who plays Curtis and the guy who plays Mike Novick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although this movie is about an event that affected many lives, it mainly focuses on two Port Authority police officers, who are struggling to survive amidst the remains of the World Trade Center.  We also see their family members, all of whom are hoping for good news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thougths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of people saying "too soon" or "I won't see this." But this isn't exactly some action movie.  As mentioned earlier, it's mainly about two people's struggle to survive.  It's good for what it is, an all right movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-7352072588593085557?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/7352072588593085557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=7352072588593085557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7352072588593085557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/7352072588593085557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-11-world-trade-center-2006.html' title='Day 11: World Trade Center (2006)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RnDR9or6fDI/AAAAAAAAABc/xcKVj6GZ0Vw/s72-c/404px-Worldtrade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-8012444624040461097</id><published>2007-06-12T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T15:15:20.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10: American Grafitti (1973)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rm7slIr6fCI/AAAAAAAAABU/DAJr5JaKFuo/s1600-h/American_graffiti_ver1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rm7slIr6fCI/AAAAAAAAABU/DAJr5JaKFuo/s200/American_graffiti_ver1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075253952824114210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Lucas directed this a couple of years before doing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Star Wars&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of people in this. Ron Howard, Harrison Ford and Richard Dreyfuss.  Richard Dreyfuss ages badly apparently.  He looks like he's 15 in this movie (but is actually around 25), and now he looks like he's about to celebrate his bicentennial.   Dreyfuss also had a small role in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Graduate&lt;/span&gt; from a few days back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1962 and teens spend their last night last night in small town California before going off to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was really good.  There's a lot of driving around, and everyone is listening to Wolfman Jack on the radio, which ties scenes together, and there are many interesting characters and situations that they get involved in.  How did George Lucas go from this to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Episode I&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-8012444624040461097?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/8012444624040461097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=8012444624040461097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8012444624040461097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/8012444624040461097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-10-american-grafitti-1973.html' title='Day 10: American Grafitti (1973)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rm7slIr6fCI/AAAAAAAAABU/DAJr5JaKFuo/s72-c/American_graffiti_ver1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-367219868174158216</id><published>2007-06-11T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T03:14:48.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9 (06/10/07): Rashomon (1950)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmzw9Yr6fBI/AAAAAAAAABM/EnpAYO7vIxU/s1600-h/Rashomon_poster_french.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmzw9Yr6fBI/AAAAAAAAABM/EnpAYO7vIxU/s200/Rashomon_poster_french.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074695817529031698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a Japanese movie directed by Akira Kurosawa.  I saw this third year, and re-watched it because it's awesome.  Basically:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akira Kurosawa + Toshiro Mifune = Success&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A bandit encounters a husband and a wife in the woods.  The bandit (Toshiro Mifune) sets his eyes on the wife and rapes her.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What happens next is told through each of their perspectives, all of which conflict with one another.    &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Celeste sure as hell didn't want to see this, but after watching for a while she was like "Oh hell yeah!"  That's an example of this movie's awesomeness.  Toshiro Mifune is great as the bandit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AWW Hell Yeah!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-367219868174158216?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/367219868174158216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=367219868174158216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/367219868174158216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/367219868174158216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-9-rashomon-1950.html' title='Day 9 (06/10/07): Rashomon (1950)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmzw9Yr6fBI/AAAAAAAAABM/EnpAYO7vIxU/s72-c/Rashomon_poster_french.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-1815113664765314253</id><published>2007-06-08T19:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T03:13:28.168-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>Day 6, 7 &amp; 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 6 (06/07/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graduate (1967)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmss64r6e-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z84Z5pDIuUk/s1600-h/The_Graduate_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmss64r6e-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z84Z5pDIuUk/s200/The_Graduate_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074198795323603938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is famous for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A college graduate has an affair with an older woman and later falls for her daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Feeny from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boy Meets World&lt;/span&gt; is in this movie, playing Dustin Hoffman's dad.     He was also on the first season of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soap&lt;/span&gt;, like the guy in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting&lt;/span&gt; from a few days back.  Also, looking at their list of films, Anne Barcroft (Mrs. Robinson) and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Katharine Ross (Elaine Robinson)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;  are in two of the worst movies I've ever seen, respectively,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dracula: Dead and Loving it&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Donnie Darko&lt;/span&gt;.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was all right.   The camera zoomed in all the way in like every scene.   On the music side of things, Simon &amp; Garfunkel, who provided the soundtrack, needed to shut the hell up for most of the movie.   I mean damn, this movie has almost as much shitty music as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Garden State.&lt;/span&gt;  The only good song was "Mrs. Robinson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 7 (06/08/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mothman Prophecies (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmsuTor6e_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Og5FiNavjM/s1600-h/The_Mothman_Prophecies_DVD_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmsuTor6e_I/AAAAAAAAAA8/1Og5FiNavjM/s200/The_Mothman_Prophecies_DVD_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074200320036994034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie has a stupid name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are seeing haunting images of a "mothman", and Richard Gere and Laura Linney are trying to figure out what's going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Linney, who plays a cop in this movie, was in another bad movie that's supposedly based on a true story, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This movie flat out sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww Hell Naw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 8 (06/09/07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn of the Dead (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmsugYr6fAI/AAAAAAAAABE/g-KdeirkiIA/s1600-h/401px-Shaun-of-the-dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmsugYr6fAI/AAAAAAAAABE/g-KdeirkiIA/s200/401px-Shaun-of-the-dead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074200539080326146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say this is good.  Some romance, comedy and zombies.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's it about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zombies and comedy and some romance.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This movie was good, just like people said.   This review is symmetrical, except for this sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-1815113664765314253?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/1815113664765314253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=1815113664765314253' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1815113664765314253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/1815113664765314253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-6-7-8.html' title='Day 6, 7 &amp; 8'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/Rmss64r6e-I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Z84Z5pDIuUk/s72-c/The_Graduate_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-6966173803154413242</id><published>2007-06-07T00:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:30:37.407-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sting'/><title type='text'>Day 5: The Sting (1973)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmeMkYr6e8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zBniiEiCnPw/s1600-h/Stingredfordnewman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmeMkYr6e8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zBniiEiCnPw/s200/Stingredfordnewman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073178061985971138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard a lot about this over the years.    It's been on my Grandfather's movie rack for as long as I remember.  When I saw it there, I thought it was about killer bees or something.   Turns out I was wrong.  This is the second and last film that teams up director George Roy Hill with actors Paul Newman and Robert Redford, the first being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting&lt;/span&gt; won 7 oscars, including Best Picture and Best Director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What it's about  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about two con men, avenging a friend's death, working together with a lot of other cons to pull off a big "sting" to take a mob boss's money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random connections&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the main con-men in this, is also on a few episodes of the first season of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soap&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sting &lt;/span&gt;also has &lt;/span&gt;Robert Earl Jones who  was also in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Witness&lt;/span&gt; from a couple days ago, although I don't know who the hell he was in that.  Oh yeah and he's James Earl Jones's dad too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the look of the movie, from the 1930s setting to the the scene wipes.  The main cast of characters was introduced in the opening credits which is also pretty nice.  There were chapter breaks which segmented the movie with title cards, a nice addition.  The Scott Joplin piano rag "The Entertainer" was awesome too.  Lots of surprises in this movie as well, great stuff all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AWW Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2311597686032139575-6966173803154413242?l=flickstuff.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/feeds/6966173803154413242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2311597686032139575&amp;postID=6966173803154413242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6966173803154413242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2311597686032139575/posts/default/6966173803154413242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://flickstuff.blogspot.com/2007/06/day-5-sting-1973.html' title='Day 5: The Sting (1973)'/><author><name>M</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18144537837499342474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmeMkYr6e8I/AAAAAAAAAAk/zBniiEiCnPw/s72-c/Stingredfordnewman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2311597686032139575.post-8933560899259414371</id><published>2007-06-06T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T03:16:35.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rodney dangerfield'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='killer robots'/><title type='text'>Day 1, 2, 3, 4 and 1/2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmbsWor6e7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BfWp-ZksO1k/s1600-h/390px-Westworld_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmbsWor6e7I/AAAAAAAAAAc/BfWp-ZksO1k/s200/390px-Westworld_ver2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073001903902325682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmbsCYr6e6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dakgtk0xA_c/s1600-h/200px-Animalhouseposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WWlRDLK0yGw/RmbsCYr6e6I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Dakgtk0xA_c/s200/200px-Animalhouseposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073001556009974690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So this summer, I want to see a movie a day.  Here's what I saw so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/02/07: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never seen it before.  I was underwhelmed.   You see everyone wearing in college wearing those "College" T-shirts, and you got posters of Jim Belushi chugging Jack Daniels in every college dorm, and then you see this, and are like "...so that's it?"  But then I watched the "look back" on the DVD, and it was prety interesting.   Made me think that I should see it again, maybe it'll get better.    On a side note, As I was watching the movie, there was this one guy in it, and I kept thinking "What the hell?  Is that the Police chief from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Mask&lt;/span&gt;?!"  Hell yes it's him, and he was also in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traffic&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating: &lt;/span&gt; Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;06/02/07&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I also saw&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Knocked Up&lt;/span&gt; in theaters which everyone should go see right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt;  Oh HELL yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/03/07: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Witness&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So some Amish kid witnesses a murder and it's up to good cop Harrison Ford to protect him because the dude that killed the other dude knows that the kid saw him kill the other dude and now he wants to kill the kid and Harrison Ford too.  Confused?  It doesn't matter because Danny Glover is also in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/04/07: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caddyshack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our second Harold Ramis written movie in as many days.  Now I'm wondering, why the hell didn't I see this years ago?   Rodney Dangerfield is the best, we were re-watching his scenes right after the movie ended.  Bill Murray's part was sort of funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt; AWW HELL Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06/05/07: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Westworld&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yul Brynner as a killer robot cowboy is all I need to know that this movie will be good.  Seriously, this movie is awesome.  I saw most of it a long time ago and it's still great.  We follow two guys who go on a vacation resort where everything is exactly like it was in the Old West.  There are authentic bars and saloons, and the town is populated by robots and other tourists.  But things take a turn for the worse as the robots start to actually harm people.  This is similar to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jurassic Park&lt;/span&gt;, just substitute robots for dinosaurs.  But that's no surprise since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Westworld&lt;/span&gt;  is written and directed by Michael Crichton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and James Brolin, the less stupid one of the two vacationers is also a future &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traffic &lt;/span&gt;cast member.   His decision to be in these two movies was significantly smarter than his decision to marry Barbara Streisand.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Oh hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bonus movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;06/06/07:  The person in the next movie I saw was also a cast member of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traffic&lt;/span&gt; (I swear I didn't plan this out), just like that dude in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Animal House&lt;/span&gt;:  The bad guy from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Check&lt;/span&gt; (who is also cousins with George Clooney).   So I got&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Blank Check&lt;/span&gt; DVD used for $1.99 the other day, and then I noticed that it was all scratched up.  Oops.  It played mostly fine until the last scene where it basically went haywire and stopped altogether.  But I've seen this movie so many times that it doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't seen it, it's about this kid who wants money.  George Clooney's cousin runs over the kid's bike by accident, and he starts to write a check to pay for the bike, but leaves before he can write the amount.  The kid then writes in "one million dollars" and cashes it at the bank.   He spends ridiculously, goes on adventures, develops a crush on a bank teller/FBI agent, befriends a limo driver and later finds that he doesn't need all this stuff to be happy.  Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this movie have that makes it so great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Clooney's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;The dad from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clueless&lt;/span&gt; TV series.&lt;br /&gt;Tone Lōc.  This guy is the best part of the movie.  Wanna know why?  Because he's the guy who did &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=387ZDGSKVSg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All three of those guys are the villians.  But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's not all&lt;/span&gt;!  The main kid's dad is the asshole guy from Independence Day that gets fired by the President.  In conclusion, this movie has everything, including a guy who could have been the next John Candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: Oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusatory Remarks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So we've seen crazy parties, Amish people, killer robots,  Rodney Dangerfield, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;three&lt;/span&gt; movies with future &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Traffic &lt;/span&gt;cast members.  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