In Bruges

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In Bruges is one of those films where you’re not really sure if you want to recommend it to someone. My mom, her friend and I (and most of the theater) really enjoyed it. But we were at the Palm, and in San Luis Obispo, when you say it’s a Palm movie, people instantly know what you’re talking about. Not necessarily mainstream, a little off, and sometimes weird.

In short, In Bruges is about two hit men holed up in Bruges, Belgium, after a job went bad. Ken is excited at the chance to play tourist…he thinks Bruges, in all it’s medieval glory, is wonderful. Ray isn’t so happy. Early in the movie he tells Ken, “If I’d grown up on a farm and was retarded, Bruges might impress me, but I didn’t, so it doesn’t.” When their boss, Harry, calls Ken and gives him an order things begin to get complicated. And the language gets even worse.

Colin Farrell is great as Ray, especially when he acts like a petulant little kid. In one scene Ken is playing tourist and trying to explain the significance of a church. Ray pouts on a pew, and makes noise by rattling chairs around. When Ken glares at him and tells him to stop, he slinks up to Ken, dragging his feet just like a little kid would.

Here’s another quote from Ray: “Because at least in prison and at least in death, you know, I wouldn’t be in fuckinBruges. But then, like a flash, it came to me. And I realized, fuck man, maybe that’s what hell is: the entire rest of eternity spent in fuckinBruges. And I really, really hoped I wouldn’t die. I really, really hoped I wouldn’t die.” Ray’s hatred of Bruges is a recurring theme in the movie, and it’s actually funny how much he loathes the town. Especially because they do a great job of showing Bruges‘ beauty. If you’re a traveler, it’ll make you want to plan to visit one day.

The movie has lots of blood, and lots of creative (and not so creative) swearing and politically incorrect language. Which probably says something about my maturity level. But in my defense, my mom liked it, too! So while I really enjoyed the movie, I have some reservations in telling anyone to go see it. But let me know if you do, and what you thought.
 

Surf Night

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Last night HB and I went to Surf Night at the San Luis Obispo International Film Festival. Once again, it was a sold out event at the Fremont Theatre. The event was a tribute to 95 year old pioneer surf film maker Bud Brown, and featured his film Surfing the 50′s. After the movie there was to be a Q and A session with some of the legendary surfers. There were some amazing legends there, but there were very few Q and A’s. Mostly, it was just everyone talking about Bud Brown. Gerry Lopez, Peter Cole (who narrated the film), Fred Van Dyke, Joel Tudor, Linda Benson, Walter Hoffman, and Bruce Brown all spoke and Fred Van Dyke was hysterical. At 78 years young, he couldn’t stop talking about about how stoked he was. For the final question, someone asked how old everyone was. They went down the panel, and all of these so obviously mentally and physically fit people were stating their ages…all over 50, most in their 60s, and a few in their 70s. And then they got to Joel Tudor, who was embarrassed to admit he was 31. It was cute.
 

Really bad movie. Really.

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Hamburger has the remarkable ability to fall asleep with the tv tuned into arguably the worst movies ever. Now playing: Blade: Trinity. Wesley Snipes as some sort of vampire or vampire slayer. I can’t really figure it out, not that I’m trying that hard. But it’s one of those bad movies that I just can’t help but watch. Apologies to any fans, but good grief, Snipes just can’t act. Neither can Jessica Biel. Or Ryan Reynolds. Whoever they are.

Further proof that reading is much better than tv.

Wait…Dracula just arrived in the movie. This just keeps getting worser and worser (kinda like my grammar). Look, here he is…
purcell blade trinity1 1155839956 Really bad movie. Really.Excuse me, I have to go snicker now. Or maybe find the remote.
 

There Will Be Blood

Today my mom and I went to see There Will Be Blood at the only place it’s playing here on the Central Coast, the Palm Theater. My mom really wanted to see this movie, and I had agreed to go with her, despite the fact that she wasn’t doing a very good job of selling it. She called me yesterday to warn me that she heard it was very long (2 1/2 hours) and more about the characters than the story.

The movie is based loosely on Oil!, a novel by Upton Sinclair. It’s set in California (in fact, SLO County gets a brief mention) in the late 1800s and early 1900s. Daniel Day-Lewis plays Daniel Plainview, an oilman who practices some shady dealings. At first, I didn’t think his character was so bad. Yes, he wasn’t entirely truthful, but he wasn’t that bad, either. However, as the movie goes on, he makes more and more questionable decisions, and drinks more and more booze. By the end of the movie, he’s pretty much constantly drunk, meaner than a snake, and not entirely ummm, grounded in reality. He has a fantastic ending line, “I’m finished.” It’s oh so true, in so many ways.

The other main character in the movie is Eli Sunday, played by Paul Dano, the kid who took a vow of silence in Little Miss Sunshine (which, by the way, is a movie I loved). He’s the young preacher of a revival church in Little Boston, the town that Daniel buys and turns into his oil empire. At times, he gave me the creeps more than Daniel did.

This is one of those movies that is good, but that you hesistate to recommend to others. It’s not for everyone. I would imagine it bored the socks of off some people (I swear there was not a single word of dialogue for the first 5 minutes of the movie…at one point, I remember thinking that it couldn’t have been that hard to memorize lines for this movie…it’s more about the look and attitudes of the characters). Have you seen it? If so, tell me what you think.

In a total 180, School of Rock is currently on tv as I’m typing this up. This would be the movie where Jack Black poses as a substitute teacher in a prep school and class pretty much turns into band camp. As a former substitute teacher, this movie both appalls me and cracks me up.

 

Got milk?

Good thing HB wasn’t with me today…he would have really hated today’s movie. Actually, who knows with him. Maybe he would have liked it.

My mom and I saw The Golden Door today. Odd, but good. Or maybe it’s oddly good. It tells the story of Salvatore, who after seeing postcards of giant chickens and money growing on trees, decides to leave his rocky home in Sicily for a better life in America. He packs up his mother and two sons, and off they go. Along they way they seem to inherit two young girls who are going to America to be married, and a mysterious Englishwoman named Lucy. After a long (it was even long in the movie!) boat ride, they arrive at Ellis Island, where they are subjected to a bunch of shady physical and IQ tests, all designed to weed out the undesirables. Did I mention the movie is set in 1904?

There is some really trippy imagery interspersed throughout the story. After hearing that California has rivers of milk, Salvatore has some weird-ass dreams about swimming with Lucy in a river of milk with giant carrots. He also hallucinates about jumbo apples, so he was either worried about feeding his family or 1904 Sicily had good drugs. You think I’m kidding about the river of milk? Well, here’s the poster for the movie…

golden door Got milk?This morning I was reading the latest National Geographic, which has a very brief article about Ellis Island (mainly how the buildings are falling apart). It mentioned the medical inspections and showed pictures of the hospital ward. Kinda weird to watch a movie a few hours later that focused on that very topic.

 

At the movies

I had a sneaking suspicion that HB wouldn’t like The Bourne Ultimatum, but he so rarely wants to go see a movie that I didn’t voice my doubts. Hey, who am I to pass up an opportunity for popcorn and candy?

And I was right. He loathed it, going so far as to state it was probably the worst movie he’d ever seen. Personally, I thought it was an entertaining, although highly unbelievable, story. Wait, the unethical CIA actions I can believe. But Matt Damon’s character should’ve died about 20 different times in the movie. Maybe more. And for someone who couldn’t even remember his original identity, I have a hard time believing he knew his way around the alleyways and side streets of Tangier. Oh well. There were some good chase scenes, a few amusing moments where the CIA looked like fools, and lots of blood. I threw that last bit in as a warning for those of you who don’t like to look at the red stuff in your movies. There was even a modern day Batman fight scene. Instead of POW! Bam! Kerplooey!! they used whoop, whoop, whoops as sound effects during the kung-fu moves.

 

Edith Piaf

I saw La Vie En Rose today…and I cried through the whole thing.