For anyone who’s been reading for a while (and is therefore a liar (I kid, I kid)), or who’s been reading my archives (I’m so sorry) will know that for a while I had a bit of a movie review thing going on. Using review writing as an excuse to force myself to watch “must-see” movies that I’ve failed to catch the first time (or even the reruns) basically.
There were a few problems with this system. Firstly, my preference was to require a co-host, played grudgingly by my brother. Secondly, it required a set time every week, and as I shouldn’t have to tell you, things can quite easily lose priority over other things (life, death, football; you know: the essentials). Keeping that in mind, I’ve reinvented the “Movie Night” concept into a more forgiving one: AntiCinema (because my username is Antitonic, you see. I’m nothing if not clever). Not being tied to a set time allows for life and its respective drains to happen when they need to. Also, I’m capable of watching things independently, so my brother can do what he actually wants, rather than feel obligated my by irreverence.
So what’s the TL;DR of it? Well, on one hand, I think it’s rather dismissive to just not read something; on the other it means (hopefully) more writing, just when I feel like it. So, yay.
Knell - Mercy Written and illustrated by Alex Steacy
I assume there’s some time-screwery happening? Or did Death just straight murder a child? Was it a dark favour for the grandmother?
Is she the demons?
I tried to imply that it was simply Becky’s time…
That’s fair. I think I’ve been conditioned to expect a wibbly border or something similar, like using a cloudy border for dreams, because my first impression was that Death was running distraction allowing the car to get close enough.
Technically not a question, but I thought I should say this anyway. Thank you. Thank you for being you. I've had some rather down times of late, and some darker moments in the past, but watching your streams and reading this blog never fails to cheer me up and inspire me. So as "fannish" as this sounds, again: thank you.
As someone who has spent a lot of time in life’s valleys myself, it is very heartwarming to hear little messages like this. It’s a very humbling experience, because when you grow convinced that you’re a worthless tryhard and conflicting evidence like this comes floating along unbidden… Well, it makes it difficult to sustain the illusion that I’m doing as badly as I often think.
Contrary to popular belief, I didn’t take a week off. Last week’s post was eaten by Tumblr Beasts, but it was “Weekend At Bernie’s”. I’ll quote from Twitter for the day:
"Damn bloody auto-refresh. Movie Night: Weekend At Bernie’s. Mildly funny, very ’80s, too much cocaine. 3.5/5. i.imgur.com/KNaIjix.jpg"
"Spent too much effort writing the review in the first place to do it again. Deal with it."
Anyway, tonight’s pick. Roll on, two.
The Big Lebowski isn’t as shallow as it pretends to be. Underneath a story of a guy who really just wants to bowl with his friends, there’s a near-classic mystery adventure happening. Under that, however, is a guy that just wants to bowl with his friends. There was a little too much intrusion by the second story that I couldn’t enjoy the first, and not enough that I couldn’t ignore the first either. It’s left a a weird sort of black hole, like when a popular show focuses on its side characters for an episode, while you catch glimpses of the main characters’ regular shenanigans. It could just be a trick of the mind, but if you told me that Jeff Bridges was born looking 60 years old, I would instantly believe you, and deny all proof to the alternative. Speaking of mind tricks, the dream sequences were rather well done, even if “Kill da wabbit” was playing in my head for most of it. Overall, as a cult hit, it’s something to experience. Make it a rental, leave the purchase alone. 3.5/5.
I’ll make it short: Movie Night for this week was going to be The Bucket List, starring Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. I saw “was”, because the disc I received from the rental place was damaged to the point of unviewability. As far as I’m aware, two men develop cancer, meet up in hospital, and die in a skydiving accident. Great movie, 12/Orange.
Movie Night: postponed on account of pain. Ever had pain that made you sick? Yeah, that. I’m not going to go into it though, it’s movie time. This week’s pick is another relatively recent release, being released in 1998. Onwards to reviews!
On the surface, Pleasantville is a typical rom-com with a somewhat interesting twist on the genre. Maybe it’s because I’ve just finished reading Stephen King’s 11.22.63, but the concept felt familiar. Some great editing and camerawork really adds to the feel of a black-and-white world coming to life, even if you think you know how it’s done. It still works. Really, the only sour points I had were the town feeling, as a whole, more forced than would be expected; and Tobey Maguire. It’s not that he’s a bad actor, it’s just he’s not a good actor. I’d give him a resounding “meh”. Also, he looked stoned most of the time, and is that really the image we want for 1950’s America? I think not; save it for Woodstock, hippie! Overall, the film felt real and was enjoyable, despite initial misgivings. So don’t be a square, watch this peachy-keen film today! 4.5/5.
So, this is the official first Movie Night of 2013. How about those fireworks, eh? Seriously, who needs that many fireworks? My local explosio-ganza lasted for roughly 10 minutes. That’s ridiculous, even for fireworks. Regardless, I hope everyone’s year will, at the very least, not get any worse. Tonight’s combatant is relatively recent when compared to other Movie Night fare, being released in 2009, The Hangover. This has gotten a lot of attention from my brother’s and my social circles (such as they are), so there’s got to be something to it, like Adventure Time, for example. On the other hand, Gangnam Style, ugh.
This definitely falls hard on the latter end of the scale. The only redeeming moments are Mike Tyson punching a guy, and Wolfmother on the soundtrack. And that’s just sad, when you think about it. The characters are extremely unlikeable, and in no way deserve the ending they got. I was waiting for it all to blow up in their faces, but I was left completely unsatisfied with a cheesy happy ending. Everything works out, and everyone is better off for the experience, big whoop. This is supposed to be a comedy? The soundtrack was atrocious, barring exactly two entries. If you can work out why only two, you should be able to guess the other. Unfortunately, this movie panders itself to what has become the majority in society, and if this is what life has to offer, I’d gladly pass. 0.5/5, only because Zack Beardie got knocked the hell out.
Hopefully everyone had an enjoyable holiday season, all safe and sound. Some of us were working, and we don’t like you very much because of it. Obviously, I’m joking, but I’m not sure how much. Anyway, Movie Night. Tonight’s contestant: Caddyshack is listed as “one of the funniest sports movies of all time”. Sight unseen, there’s no way to verify this claim, but pop culture certainly likes it, given the references to it in other works. Let’s get into it.
Right off the bat, I’m already interested. Caddyshack advertises Bill Murray as one of it’s top stars, and is directed by Harold Ramis. With the main names behind Groundhog Day, one of my favourite movies ever, attached, it’s ticking boxes even before leaving the shelf. The story is fairly generic, as has come to be expected of movies of the era, but it’s not understated enough to leave the rest feeling disjointed. The comedy is slightly subdued compared to previous Movie Night entrants in a similar vein, which really counts in its favour. It knows when to have a silly moment, and when to unleash the rapid-fire deadpan. The only downside to me was Rodney Dangerfield’s character. After about 10 minutes, I felt like I knew his stand-up routine so well I could have performed it. It baffles me that he was popular for nearly forty years when I was sick of the shtick by the movie’s end. But hey, different strokes and all that. Caddyshack is an apparent cult hit, and now I know why. 4/5.