This is a collaborative blog. Well, let's face it, they all are. But, specifically, this one's a collaboration between me, my friend Camii, and sometimes my brother. Here you'll find waitressing stories, bar quotes, movie reviews, and the occasional cake.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Hoodlums and Miracle Babies

Benny 'The Bomb' Palladino: I want you to get the 'you-know-what' from 'you-know-who'. You know where, and the 'when' is now.


Movie Review: Hoodlum and Son. Yes, it is just that cheesy. Keith brought it over, saying, “Look, it’s Ron Perlman.” Apparently, Perlman isn’t as discriminating as I would hope in picking the films he’s going to be in. Campy, silly, and rifled with plot holes, it hurt me to watch it. Okay, the movie has a few good moments, which is why I’d advocate a dollar rental – but no more. The dialogue is horrid and Ron Perlman’s orange hair made me cringe.


Kee: What the fuck you staring at?
Theodore Faron: Apparently, the pleasure is all mine.

Movie Review: Children of Men. Jenny and Shane saw this one in the theater and told me, "it's good, but not an upper." True. We start off twenty years in the future when the youngest person on earth is eighteen years old. Clive Owen gets kidnapped by his ex, Julianne Moore, and propositioned to get transit papers for a gal she's trying to get across England. Turns out, the gal's pregnant. Michael Caine co-stars as Jasper, political cartoonist and stoner, and Chiwetel Ejiofor plays a member of Julianne's group. Excellent performances all around. The impressive part is how well they did inserting humor in such a dark movie. In the end, I have to agree with Jenny and Shane, it's not a "feel-good" movie, but it's very, very well done.

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