My new favourite supercut is the oddly compelling Movie Middle Fingers.
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Alternate endings to An Officer and a Gentleman if it came out in today’s factory-free America. (If you’ve never seen it.)
Paula works as a cashier in a big box retail store. Zack comes to get her. He kisses her and tells her they can leave for a new life right this minute. She says, “If I don’t finish this shift, I can’t get the employee discount on our new TV.” Three hours later he carries her out through the automatic doors but has to put her down when he is asked to stop and show his receipt.
American Beauty in retrospect.
I can think of few other films that struck such awe, and now inspire such vitriol. Unlike other contrived winners, like, say, Crash, whose repugnant qualities are immediately apparent, American Beauty’s badness, its slickness, its insistence on its own profundity, was enough to bamboozle many of us as teenagers. I believe it’s one of the earliest firsthand experiences my generation had with changing our minds about a movie we loved.
Trailer for Re:Generation Music Project. [Thanks, James.] Braggy fact: I once opened for Crystal Method. Back when I used to be (sort of) cool.
Rudy from Rudy has been charged with stock fraud, proving you can overcome the odds to live the American dream. [via]
2011: The Cinescape.
Trailer for Rock Of Ages.
David Denby’s favourite movies of 2011. (Denby is relevant right now because he broke the review embargo on Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and, coincidentally, I’ve finally started reading Snark
The rehearsal version of the Karate Kid. It’s kind of like watching a fan version of the movie, except with all of the actual actors. Bizarre.
The crew of Star Trek: TNG watches Star Wars: A New Hope.
Something I’ve always believed but was afraid to say out loud: Casino is a better movie than GoodFellas. [via]
Here is where a sturdy Scorsese theme is drawn out beautifully: the confounding nature of women. Stone is so dangerous. She’s a Stratocaster of sex. Blondes like Ginger have existed on the edge of sex and violence since their knee socks days. She possesses that white trash quality, straight out of Van Nuys, that scrambles the brains of second-generation boys raised by Catholic immigrant mamas. Ginger is more forceful than Ace. She bucks wildly and goes berserk at every attempt he makes to domesticate her. Unlike the other characters in Casino, or GoodFellas, Ginger never gets a voiceover. We are never cued into her motives. Even in GoodFellas, Karen (Lorraine Bracco) explains why a nice Jewish girl like herself gets her crank turned by a criminal who pistols whips sexual rivals. Ginger’s female hustler code, however, remains immediate and unknown; she is constantly mystifying the men around her. We only get to see Ace’s need and love for her turn into a suffocating paranoia. This sort of romantic pain that Ace suffers over again (something Henry Hill never experiences, as his world is replete with trashy, coke-addled girlfriends) creates a loneliness and frustration that De Niro does so well. When he finally unleashes on Ginger, Stone matches it, with glorious ferocity, it’s hard to look directly into her eyes. She’s like the sun—the performance in Casino is her best.
Why do reputable actors keep making movies with 50 Cent? (Related: This is the latest 50 trailer. “Deon Barnes had it all… until life got in the way.” Um, yeah.)
Naming nameless movie characters. The Mariner in Waterworld (Kevin Costner) Name: Blobfish Splashman
Naming nameless movie characters.
The Mariner in Waterworld (Kevin Costner)
Name: Blobfish Splashman
Why?: By the time the world’s polar ice caps have melted and the planet is almost entirely covered in water, we will all have aquatic names. Blobfish will be the new John.
Leaked photos of Henry Cavill in his Superman costume does nothing to make me think this movie isn’t going to suck. How do they keep fucking this up?
http://www.youtube.com/v/-m0yqS3jodU?version=3 Trailer for The Rum Dairy. (I know this was making th
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Trailer for The Rum Dairy. (I know this was making the rounds last week, but I’m still catching up from vacation.)
Movie Line Rhymes is the “Frontier Psychiatrist” of movie videos.
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Movie Line Rhymes is the “Frontier Psychiatrist” of movie videos.
Every film critic in the world made the joke that 30 Minutes Or Less should have been 30 minutes or less.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ojQrhqW4hX0 Trailer for The FP, which is kind of 8 Mile meets The War
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Trailer for The FP, which is kind of 8 Mile meets The Warriors meets Step Up meets The Wizard. So, you know, kind of awesome.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJgKC6sQyMo Tommy Edison: Blind Film Critic. Instead of stars or thum
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Tommy Edison: Blind Film Critic. Instead of stars or thumbs, he rates movies by “eyes open.” [via]
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zf8aBFTVNEU 50 years of the Wilhelm scream.
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50 years of the Wilhelm scream.
Rarity, Lester Bangs’ basement and living in a world where virtually every song or movie is readily available.
A rarity might be less popular; it might be less interesting. But it’s no longer less available the way it once was. If you have a decent Internet connection and a slight cast of amorality in your character, there’s very little out there you might want that you can’t find. Does the end of rarity change in any fundamental way, our understanding of, attraction to, or enjoyment of pop culture and high art?
Why “it wasn’t as good as the book” is kind of a bullshit statement. (I know I’ve been quoting Thought Catalog a lot, and most of you are probably just reading it on your own by now, but how to you not link an article with the line “But in the book, I wasn’t sexually attracted to Hermione in the least”?)
I can’t stand watching a movie and hearing, ‘The book was better,’ from some asshole. It’s that snide pretension, that bullshit notion that movies are somehow artistically inferior. It’s a statement that fails to address the film as an individual piece of work and means nothing to me. You might as well have said, “The text on the ticket stub wasn’t as good as the movie.” You might as well have said, “This chicken alfredo tastes better than the page from the cookbook.”
Eight films that seemed good when we were young and impressionable. I happened upon Requiem for a Dr
Eight films that seemed good when we were young and impressionable.
I happened upon Requiem for a Dream at the local video store, and I’m pretty sure I was filled with tears by the end. It was so damn sad the way heroin fucked up all the characters’ lives, and the editing seemed so awesome. The score by the Kronos Quartet really tugged my heart strings. But now, looking back, what an overwrought, over-indulgent, over-stylized piece of shit that movie was.
I’ve always said Requiem for a Dream was a turd. Donnie Darko, too.
