I'm thinking of stealing an idea that was proposed to me last week. My good friend Brandon was in town visiting for the weekend and said that he wanted to do a review of the American Film Institute's 100 Years, 100 Movies. He would start at #100 and work his way down.
Then I told him "why should you do that when you could watch the IMDb Bottom 100?"
How can you go wrong with watching... and then reviewing... Anus Magillicutty ?
Other than making your eyes bleed, I'm sure it's a great cinematic masterpiece.
And the more I think about the horrors of watching such gems as: Santa with Muscles , You Got Served , Leonard Part 6 , 'Manos': The Hands of Fate (translation: 'Hands': The Hands of Fate) , Meatballs III: Summer Job and The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies!!? , the more I'm interested in doing it myself.
But I then realize that my tolerance for pain is not as high as Willis'. Besides, Willis had an idea to do a column (currently unnamed) reviewing $1 DVDs from the bargin bin at Wal-Mart. Or so he said... now they sit in his room collecting dust including the title, Incident on a Dark Street starring William Shatner as "Deaver G. Wallace."
Watching crappy movies is not my thing. I have to be in the mood to watch said garbage, and it usually helps being moderately intoxicated... any beer will do. My current choice has been Red Stripe®. It's beer. Hooray Beer!
Anyways... back to what I was originally posting about.
I'm thinking of starting with #100 - #91 of AFI's list. These are the following films:
100. YANKEE DOODLE DANDY (1942)
99. GUESS WHO'S COMING TO DINNER (1967)
98. UNFORGIVEN (1992)*
97. BRINGING UP BABY (1938)
96. THE SEARCHERS (1956)
95. PULP FICTION (1994)*
94. GOODFELLAS (1990)*
93. THE APARTMENT (1960)*
92. A PLACE IN THE SUN (1951)
91. MY FAIR LADY (1964)
You can find the entire list located here.
Of course, if I do this, I have to start off with a musical. I hate musicals. There are only a select few musicals that I can tolerate. Watching a musical is like torture for me. Every time they break out into song it removes me from the picture and I'm just counting down the time until they finish singing.
This also would involve me either having to go a cookie-cutter video store or starting up Netflix again. However, I could check TiVo and see if it's broadcasting on TCM or something such as that...
... I quickly run and check the next 13 program days on the TiVo and search the word "Yankee" ... no such luck.
Well, this list may have to wait. I'm trying to avoid any extra expenses at the moment. Maybe I'll have to stick with what I have in my collection that are in the first 10 films listed above. Those are marked with an asterisk (*).
I don't know... should I attempt a renewed membership with Netflix? Should I wait for TCM to broadcast? Should I break down and and visit the local Blockbuster wondering if they'll even have a copy in stock? Will Batman be able to escape The Joker's menacing trap this time? Tune in next week. Same Bat time, Same Bat channel.
(Feedback and suggestions are welcome.)
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Sunday, March 5, 2006
Oscar winner George Clooney, sexiest man alive 1997, `Batman,' died today in a freak accident...
Best line in an acceptance speech for an Oscar. Ever.
Thank you, George Clooney.
Well, I just spent the last 3.5 hours watching the 78th Academy Awards.
Actually, I only spent about 2.5 hours watching it. It's a brilliant idea, to start recording the awards ceremony on your TiVo and then to start watching it about an hour later. A 60 minute late start provided myself (and the other views in the house) a great buffer for anything that we didn't want to watch, like:
Big upset, also... Crash beat out Brokeback Mountain for Best Picture. I can't feel too opinionated over the awards, since I only had the opportunity to see 2 of the 5 pictures nominated this year, so far. I saw Crash earlier last year and Munich back in December (I can't help it if I'm a Spielberg whore, ok).
Anyways, I hope you all had a great weekend. I spent mine with a friend from out of state and away from my pc and World of Warcraft. Shocked, aren't you?
Other things have happened over the past week at work that have made me extremely happy. I'm saving that post for a little later this week.
Maybe I'll even write a review. I have seem some films recently that would deserve to grace this website.
However, until that happens, enjoy what I have. Work comes early tomorrow and I need my beauty sleep... not that it does me any good.
Until next time, dear readers.
Thank you, George Clooney.
Well, I just spent the last 3.5 hours watching the 78th Academy Awards.
Actually, I only spent about 2.5 hours watching it. It's a brilliant idea, to start recording the awards ceremony on your TiVo and then to start watching it about an hour later. A 60 minute late start provided myself (and the other views in the house) a great buffer for anything that we didn't want to watch, like:
- Commercials
- Long acceptance speeches
- The three musical performances of songs I've never heard of until tonight
- Skipping catagories that are extremely pointless (or ones that you never saw)
Big upset, also... Crash beat out Brokeback Mountain for Best Picture. I can't feel too opinionated over the awards, since I only had the opportunity to see 2 of the 5 pictures nominated this year, so far. I saw Crash earlier last year and Munich back in December (I can't help it if I'm a Spielberg whore, ok).
Anyways, I hope you all had a great weekend. I spent mine with a friend from out of state and away from my pc and World of Warcraft. Shocked, aren't you?
Other things have happened over the past week at work that have made me extremely happy. I'm saving that post for a little later this week.
Maybe I'll even write a review. I have seem some films recently that would deserve to grace this website.
However, until that happens, enjoy what I have. Work comes early tomorrow and I need my beauty sleep... not that it does me any good.
Until next time, dear readers.
Wednesday, March 1, 2006
I am NOT going to New York to meet some woman who could be a crazy, sick lunatic! Didn't you see Fatal Attraction?
That was probably the only line that I found amusing in Sleepless in Seattle. In fact, it was probably the only scene that I really enjoyed. Nora Ephron's middle act of the "Meg Ryan Romantic Comedy trilogy" (When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle & You've Got Mail) seemed rather bland revisiting it some 10+ years later.
Now don't be shocked... I know it's been like 2 months since my last post. Of the three dedicated readers I had, I've probably lost two of them. Unfortunately, since I feel that I'm one of the three readers I constantly speak of, apparently I now write this blog entirely for only myself.
For the past couple of years I've been addicted to TCM's "31 Days of Oscar." However, this year "Otto Von Weenis" has only recorded a few select films for me to watch. For some strange reason, Sleepless in Seattle was one of them.
(On a sidenote, "Little Buddy", my 3 1/2 year old 60 hour TiVo unit went off to the digital farm in the sky back at the beginning of February. Thank goodness for service plans. In less than 24 hours, "Little Buddy" was replaced with the slightly now-beefier "Otto Von Weenis" 80 hour TiVo unit, recording all of our television shows with the greatest of ease).
Please don't assume that my TiVo is is just randomly recording movies for me (because it could, if I let it). Instead I methodically scroll through the line-up for the next 13 or so days and pick and choose what happens to peak my interest.
For some odd reason, Sleepless in Seattle peaked my interest. I regret the decision, but only after wasting 100 minutes that I could have been using to level my Dwarf Hunter Vonweenis on WoW. (Yes, yes... there is a similarity in names, but only for obvious reasons: Willis and I couldn't think of anything else that worked for naming the new TiVo unit.)
I know, I know... I'm an addict and I'm willing to admit it. However, there have been other things going on in my life that have kept me from posting as well.
There has been (as of late) an ever-present lingering of doom vacating my current place of employment. I've enjoyed the 7+ years I've invested in the company I work for, but the recent leadership has been, shall I say, not up to par. But it's not just crappy leadership, but crappy leadership with the intent of serious repercussions if things aren't done a certain way. No one dare disagree with The Emperor, or you'll most likely regret it. (I had been treading water in this sort of environment for over four months before I decided that I liked being employed more than being fired.)
But on a lighter note, I've recently sensed the winds of change possibly coming from the east and things could be looking up very soon. A couple of my fellow co-workers decided to get all Woodward and Bernstein on their collective asses and the ever-present lingering of doom I spoke of earlier, could be coming to a screeching hault, if they have any say about it.
[Please enter stick and turn counter clockwise into the fecal-infested storm.]
[Rinse.]
[Repeat.]
But getting back to what I was saying earlier... when watching Sleepless in Seattle, I got the cuteness. I got the romance. I got the humor and sometimes clever dialogue. What I didn't get was how an eight-year-old (passing as twelve) could somehow find himself all the way to NYC without someone wondering how? Even if he got on the plane, off the plane, got into the first taxi cab he saw outside of the LaGuardia Airport, and even if he safely arrived at the Empire State Building, how in the hell did he get out of the house and all the way to the Sea-Tac Airport without drawing some sort of suspicion?? That, my friends, is a crock of s**t.
This is when reality kicked in and I was immediately booted from the fanatasy world that is cinema and I eagerly popped the recording to the end and deleted without the slightess remorse.
Anyways, I hope that this now random post is a spark that will eventually rekindle my review site and things might get back to normal.
If not, cherish what you read... you may not hear back from me again until I hit level 60.
Until Next Time.
Now don't be shocked... I know it's been like 2 months since my last post. Of the three dedicated readers I had, I've probably lost two of them. Unfortunately, since I feel that I'm one of the three readers I constantly speak of, apparently I now write this blog entirely for only myself.
For the past couple of years I've been addicted to TCM's "31 Days of Oscar." However, this year "Otto Von Weenis" has only recorded a few select films for me to watch. For some strange reason, Sleepless in Seattle was one of them.
(On a sidenote, "Little Buddy", my 3 1/2 year old 60 hour TiVo unit went off to the digital farm in the sky back at the beginning of February. Thank goodness for service plans. In less than 24 hours, "Little Buddy" was replaced with the slightly now-beefier "Otto Von Weenis" 80 hour TiVo unit, recording all of our television shows with the greatest of ease).
Please don't assume that my TiVo is is just randomly recording movies for me (because it could, if I let it). Instead I methodically scroll through the line-up for the next 13 or so days and pick and choose what happens to peak my interest.
For some odd reason, Sleepless in Seattle peaked my interest. I regret the decision, but only after wasting 100 minutes that I could have been using to level my Dwarf Hunter Vonweenis on WoW. (Yes, yes... there is a similarity in names, but only for obvious reasons: Willis and I couldn't think of anything else that worked for naming the new TiVo unit.)
I know, I know... I'm an addict and I'm willing to admit it. However, there have been other things going on in my life that have kept me from posting as well.
There has been (as of late) an ever-present lingering of doom vacating my current place of employment. I've enjoyed the 7+ years I've invested in the company I work for, but the recent leadership has been, shall I say, not up to par. But it's not just crappy leadership, but crappy leadership with the intent of serious repercussions if things aren't done a certain way. No one dare disagree with The Emperor, or you'll most likely regret it. (I had been treading water in this sort of environment for over four months before I decided that I liked being employed more than being fired.)
But on a lighter note, I've recently sensed the winds of change possibly coming from the east and things could be looking up very soon. A couple of my fellow co-workers decided to get all Woodward and Bernstein on their collective asses and the ever-present lingering of doom I spoke of earlier, could be coming to a screeching hault, if they have any say about it.
[Please enter stick and turn counter clockwise into the fecal-infested storm.]
[Rinse.]
[Repeat.]
But getting back to what I was saying earlier... when watching Sleepless in Seattle, I got the cuteness. I got the romance. I got the humor and sometimes clever dialogue. What I didn't get was how an eight-year-old (passing as twelve) could somehow find himself all the way to NYC without someone wondering how? Even if he got on the plane, off the plane, got into the first taxi cab he saw outside of the LaGuardia Airport, and even if he safely arrived at the Empire State Building, how in the hell did he get out of the house and all the way to the Sea-Tac Airport without drawing some sort of suspicion?? That, my friends, is a crock of s**t.
This is when reality kicked in and I was immediately booted from the fanatasy world that is cinema and I eagerly popped the recording to the end and deleted without the slightess remorse.
Anyways, I hope that this now random post is a spark that will eventually rekindle my review site and things might get back to normal.
If not, cherish what you read... you may not hear back from me again until I hit level 60.
Until Next Time.
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