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23. Brutally honest. Misanthrope, nihilist, hedonist. Lover of noir, giallo and wushu. Mad about Gilmore Girls, West Wing & The Wire, plus Sergio Leone, Quentin Tarantino & Groucho Marx. Living on AC/DC, Dream Theater, Sonic Youth, Helloween and Metallica.-
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Tag Archives: movies
Shaw Horror
Mica pauza publicitara de la foarte mult nimic ca sa anunt ca am gasit cel mai inspirat film facut vreodata. Nu, nu e M, The Philadelphia Story sau Once Upon a Time in the West. Opera geniala, miracolul cinematografic care m-a prins? Pai…
The Legend of the 7 Golden Vampires – o productie infratita a studiourilor Hammer Horror si Shaw Brothers, pe cand erau ambele la apus – 1974. Povestea? Dracula si sase calugari taoisti se lupta cu Peter Cushing, o jumatate de duzina de maestri saolini si Julie Ege, Ursula Andress a omului sarac, castigatorul obtinand China.
Da, chiar este atat de dement, grotesc, kitsch, bizar, absurd, inspirat si pur si simplu mirobolant, precum suna. Fratii Lumiere ar fi atat de mandri!
Dailies #50
– 50 years to the day from the original Kubrick version of Spartacus comes Spartacus: Blood and Sand, a 300 style version of the old days, the bad days, the all-or-nothing days. Whilst lacking Kubrick‘s vision – the depth of the story or the complexity of the characters, this saga is produced by Starz, pay-for-cable, thus while superficial, we receive excessive blood, demented Tarantino-esque violence, gratuitous nudity and depraved eroticism, all in a (mostly) well-researched and perfectly restored Ancient Rome. You don’t get the same bang for the buck as say Rome, but, to be honest, when do you? If you’re willing to let yourself be entertained by decent stories, ok twists, good acting and a beautiful Rome, are willing to overlook extreme violence in extreme slow motion and daily orgies, this is for you – and if you’re still on the fence, think of it as a combination of Caligula and The Gladiator, and if you don’t care for either, this isn’t for you.
– Tried to watch Fear Itself. Pure and unfailing garbage that revels in its atrocious writing, nauseating acting, dreadful directing and, last but not least, excessive misuse of horror staples in the worst ways possible. I couldn’t even manage to finish the last episode. Unabashed filth. Compared to this rubbish, Masters of Horror starts to look like a <1990 John Carpenter masterpiece.
– FYI: I’m fighting the urge to rewatch the entire 15 seasons of ER with everything I have. I miss the whole bloody mess – loveable Mark, douchy Doug, adorable Susan, ridiculously young Carter and, most of all, bitchy Kerry and hellish Romano. Even the next generation – Abby, Neela, Morris etc, them too.
– Your favorite book sucks: one-star Amazon reviews of the classics. “It is because of this horrid book that I eat sausage every morning and tell my dad to kill every spider I see”.
– Alabama senior one of 18 students punished for violating prom dress code. She chose suspension. The other 17? “Spank me, Mr. Principal.” Giggity.
– Two dozen naked women march in Portland, Maine. Organizer “enraged” that a thousand men showed up to ogle and cheer.
– Lottery winner dies after blowing 9 million pounds on drink, racehorses and football.
– Wil Wheaton divides by Wil Wheaton.
Best of the decade
In case you weren’t sick of these lists:
10. Oldboy/Sympathy for Mr Vengeance/Sympathy for Lady Vengeance
09. A Very Long Engagement/Amelie
08. The Prestige/Memento
07. Before Sunset
06. Big Fish/Corpse Bride
05. Lord of The Rings (Extended Edition, not the theatrical disaster)
04. A History of Violence/Eastern Promises
03. Zodiac
02. No Country For Old Men/O Brother, Where Art Thou?
01. Kill Bill
Destination Anywhere: Paris #07
Ultima zi cu mummy dearest, ea pleaca maine dimineata, cu aparat foto cu tot. Wee. Trezire, dus, cafea, daily show, colbert, un episod fantastic din ER (intoarcere episodica pentru Carter, Benton, Doug si Carol, cat si guest stars Susan Sarandon, Christian Clemenson si Ernest Borgnine. ZOMFG AMAZING, JUST LIKE OLD TIMES!!!!111), asadar un inceput demential la zi. Metrou pana la Porte Maillot, ne plimbam prin zona vreo ora si ceva, apoi o luam spre Arc, cu o oprire la o patiserie adorabila, unde am lasat 20e pentru niste sortimente de chestii cu ciocolata la care salivam notabil. Totally worth it.
Ne mai plimbam pana la CE-Clemenceau, unde eu intru la metrou, spre urmatoarea destinatie. Dupa ce-am hoinarit vreo 10min dupa iesirea din gara, am gasit, in sfarsit, Cinemateca Franceza. Dau casierului 5e pentru un bilet la Sphere si ratacesc prin librarie pana incepe spectacolul. Preturi extrem de piperate, atat la carti, cat si la dvduri si la postere (aveau doar patru modele pentru expozitia Georges Méliès, dar, hey, e Paris, la ce sa te astepti). Revenind, da, Sfera, parte din retrospectiva Michael Crichton, singurul lucru decent cu titraj original de vazut luna asta la cinemateca, iar eu nu vroiam sa ratez asta. Da, stiu, filmul nu e 12 Monkeys, 2001, Alien sau Blade Runner, dar e decent, e Crichton asadar sci-fi interesant, mult tehno-babble, drama existentialista complicata si marele subplot ca oamenii sunt niste fiinte primitive care nu ar merita sa traiasca. Da, dar e o distributie excelenta, e un soundtrack superb si niste efecte vizuale naucitoare, in special cand il vezi la cinema. Heh. Asadar foarte misto azi la cinema, sala mult mai buna decat in Ro, oameni mult mai civilizati decat in Ro.
A doua parte a zilei a fost vizita la Louvre, minunatul muzeu arhiplin, poate prioritatea cea mai mare din lista mea, care, din fericire, e gratuit vineri seara (18.00-22.00) pentru tineri <26. Mummy dearest vroia sa vada picturile, asa ca asta am facut, am vizitat intreaga aripa Denon (artisti italieni, spanioli si francezi, loc minunat unde se afla si Gioconda, care parea cam nefericita) si etajul doi al aripii Sully, dupa care ne-a luat durerea de cap, asa ca am incheiat vizita dupa doua ore si jumatate. Eu oricum mai am doua zile de vineri in care sa vizitez, asa ca yey. A truly outstanding day.
Best of 2008
Vorbeam cu cineva azi despre cele mai bune filme din 2007 si alte parti din domeniu, iar apoi am vrut sa vorbim de bunatatile de anul asta (din care s-au scurs deja mai bine de zece luni). Ce-am zis? Iron Man si The Dark Knight, doua nenorocite de filme, si alea despre superoi, suprasaturate cu efecte vizuale si speciale si lipsite de prea multa substanta. Atat mi-am amintit c-a iesit bun anul asta.
Bun, m-am gandit ca inca oi fi eu mahmur si de-aia, dar ajung acasa si incep sa verific, daca nu cumva am ratat eu filmele de anul acesta… dupa care realizez cat de cretin a fost anul asta in cinematografie. Din mai bine de 1000 si ceva de lansari de la marile studiouri hollywoodiene, doua au fost notabile, doua in zece luni.
Ce rost au avansurile in tehnologie si camerele HD, filmarea fara pelicula si mai stiu eu ce vazand in mod definitiv ca nu se mai fac filme bune? Topul boxoffice arata mai bine de 250 de cretinatati, primele 25 fiind (cu exceptiile susmentionate) un adevarat concurs in imbecilitate. 80 de ani de “evolutie” si aici ajungem? Sa fim nevoiti alegem intre Kung Fu Panda, Hancock, Mamma Mia si Sex and the City?
Mi se pare absolut dezgustator ca dupa mai bine de trei sferturi de an nu avem ce vedea. In noiembrie 1935, in schimb, au aparut A Night at the Opera, Anna Karenina si Mutiny on the Bounty… asadar noiembrie 1935 e mai bogat in filme bune decat primele 10 luni din 2008.
Halloween
Favoritele mele, cele cu care m-am delectat in ultimele zile, nevrand sa fiu perceput drept cel care se impotriveste vizionarii unui slasher bun.
10. The Exorcist (1973)
9. Halloween (1978)
8. Rosemary’s Baby (1968)
7. Alien (1979)
6. Dawn of the Dead (1978)
5. The Thing (1982)
4. Videodrome (1983)
3. Evil Dead II (1987)
2. Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974)
1. Suspiria (1977)
Merita mentionate: Black Sunday (1960), Wizard of Gore (1970), Zombi 2 (1979), The Beyond (1981), Nightbreed (1990), de ce nu si The Orphanage (2007), care imprumuta de la The Others (2003) care imprumuta de la Sixth Sense (1999) care imprumuta de la Stir of Echoes (1999) dupa Richard Matheson care a influentat si terorizat pe toti.