Friday, December 31, 2010
A fairly standard biographical documentary of activist and artist Keith Haring. I think if one of your children walks in the room, watches a few moments of the film, and suddenly says, "Who is this guy? I think he's my favorite.", critical analysis of the film is pointless. The film has done its job. Features plenty of shots of the artist at work and snippets of classic hip-hop thrown in for good measure. On Netflix Instant Streaming.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
A documentary exploring the tenuous connection between political events of the Cold War, coffee commercials, and the films of Alfred Hitchcock. Repetitive and inscrutable. Throughout this film I wanted to watch something else, I don't know, maybe a psychological thriller or a Cold War espionage film, preferably by an English director who's a master of suspense. Couldn't really think of one. Avoid, but if you can't stop yourself, it's on Netflix Instant Streaming.
Tuesday, December 28, 2010
Sunday, December 26, 2010
A semi-comedic Atomic Age sci-fi flick where scores of over-dressed onlookers stare agog at whatever nuclear menace threatens to crush them. Plot over-view: An heiress gets manhandled by a 15-foot rubber hand with carpeted knuckles after an alcoholic drive through the desert in a humongous convertible. If you couldn't guess from the title of the movie; science + aliens + radioactivity = hugeness in heiresses. Side-effects include nearly useless floppy boneless fingers and a sometimes semi-transparent head. Discontinue use if you experience dialogue that includes the following: "You pulled a boner tonight", "She's Loose!!!", and "What happened? Was it a gigantic woman?". Terrible, yet good for a laugh and mercifully brief. On Netflix Instant Streaming.
A dude with a distracting mustache bewitches people with his eyelids. Suddenly, the Necronomicon makes an appearance, and everything gets all Lovecrafty. Half-naked hippies adorned with face-paint cavort in close-up before a fish-eye lens. Then, as if by magic, there are more false eyelashes and corduroy jackets than you can shake a stick at. All in all, an interesting early 70's artifact. Some other highlights include occulty gibberish, a dog that is not Lassie lip-syncing Lassie, a not-important-to-the-plot cattle stampede, a very brief angry mob-scene, the same stock lightning footage that was in the film Blood Bath, a writhing Sandra Dee, and last but definitely not least, a few groovy freaked-out technicolor Cthulu rampages. While I'm not going to go as far as recommending it, I wouldn't exactly stop you from watching it. On Netflix Instant Streaming.
An average Jack Hill horror film from the 60's saved by some very nice black and white cinematography. Seems months longer than a 62-minute runtime. A group of beatniks sit around blah-blah-blahing tediously about art. Murders happen. If wide-brimmed hats, bad death portraits and cheesy incisors frighten you, don't watch. I'd spoil the abrupt ending for you, but I'm mystified by what occurred. Your guess is as good as mine. Avoid, but if you can't stop yourself, it's on Netflix Instant Streaming.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Here's the problem with blogging...it's important to have something to say. Right this very minute, that's the one thing I don't have. But I hope to in the future. I'd like to talk about the stuff I like, the stuff I don't, show interesting photos of the places I go, maybe a feature snapshot or two of the meals I'm eating. Possibly bitch and complain a little. Say outrageous and absurd things. Do exactly the thing I sometimes do on Facebook, only without the 240 some-odd character restrictions. I also hope to do something that other bloggers don't do, but I don't know what that is quite yet. I'm hoping that I find an original voice within me and that people think that I have something worthwhile to say, that someone says, "Hey, thanks for telling me about that thing I didn't know about, that cool place to go, that delicious dish you told me to try, that terrible movie you told me to watch that I now love, or that new rock combo I never heard before but now can't live without". We'll see.