Sunday, February 22, 2015

Last one...

American Sniper

Bradley Cooper is
So very hot. And I think
There's war on too.

I liked it but again, It's no Whiplash. Can you tell that Whiplash was my absolute favourite? So here is my personal ranking, keeping in mind that I thought all this year's choices were really enjoyable and I was happy to have seen them all rather than most years being an absolute grump about 80% of the movies and actually hating at least 1 of them.

1. Whiplash
2. Grand Budapest Hotel
3. The Imitation Game
4. The Theory of Everything
5. Birdman
6. American Sniper
7. Boyhood
8. Selma

Whiplash has a 0% chance of winning. I think they'll choose Boyhood because of the stunt of the 12 year filming thing. Or Birdman because it's an indie and all insider about the industry. I won't agree. Please. When Whiplash comes to Netflix, watch it. You won't be sorry.

So, I have the apps all ready in the freezer, There's champagne in the fridge, my Skype connection is ready with my Oscar buddy Kathy in the UK, my Oscar ballot is marked, my bingo cards are printed, my clothes are picked out for tomorrow (so I'm not interrupted)... I'm Oscar ready, baby. Bring on the awards!


Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Today's haiku

is about Birdman

Michael Keaton plays an actor who was in a superhero franchise then gave it up to act in the theatre in a play he wrote and directed as well. He's dealing with a daughter, an ex-wife and being unsure that this play was a good career move. We liked it. It was weird, though. I was left wondering a lot if he was hallucinating or was this whole movie in a fantasy world. Loopy.

Batman plays Birdman
An actor trying new things
Why is he floating?


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Haiku for Boyhood

Okay. I liked this movie, but it seemed to never end. I'm glad we saw it at home because I would have for sure had a lovely restful sleep in the theatre. As we were at home, we spelled ourselves with several breaks and snacks. I'm not sure why the critics are falling over themselves over it. Nothing happens. I mean nothing.

It told a lovely story about a boy (actually more like the whole family) throughout 12 years of his life. I think it was a stunt but whatever. It was supposed to focus on the boy but I loved Patricia Arquette's character and the girl who played the main character's sister (who happened to be the director's daughter). Lovely and natural.

So here's the haiku...

Took 12 years to film
Felt like 12 years to get through
Please go see Whiplash


Wednesday, February 4, 2015

My next masterpiece


Watched Selma today
Liked it but Whiplash still is
All we talk about

Scott and I can't seem to let Whiplash go. Selma was good. It was about Martin Luther King Jr. and about how he used Selma as a spark point to get Black people the freedom to vote without interference in the southern US. I liked it but anyone can Google the story and seeing Oprah every so often was so distracting. I kept wanting to say; "Hey look, there's Oprah!' every time she showed up. Not the best choice for her as producer.

So like I said, in the car on the way home we started to talk about the movie but once we brought up Whiplash as comparison, it was over, We talked about it all the way home. That move really stuck with us.

Our rankings so far (and remember I still really like all these movies):
1. Whiplash
2. The Grand Budapest Hotel
3. The Theory of Everything
4. Selma


Saturday, January 31, 2015

Haiku review for Whiplash

I've been sick for the last couple of days so I haven't been near the computer. I'm finally feeling better and I wanted to post the haiku I promised for the movie Whiplash.

It's about a drummer at a music conservatory who is trying to get into the best jazz band in school. When he finally gets in, he has to deal with the conductor of the band who is... let's just call him... intense.

I cannot say loud or often enough that I freaking LOVED THIS MOVIE. When it was over I wanted to watch it again. I want to download all the music from the soundtrack. I want to have all of JK Simmons' babies.

JK Simmons is
Astonishing, scary, mean.
All this for jazz drums?

Seriously? Wanting to be a famous drummer? I only know a few drummers but few by name. The guy from Def Leppard with one arm, the guy from Rush with the huge drum kit and Roger Taylor from Duran Duran because, well Duran Duran. Oh, and Phil Collins.

Anyways, I couldn't help comparing the JK Simmons character to Gordon Ramsay. But my favourite reality show chef is the one who seems like the fictional character...a cartoon or caricature. Simmons' evil, manipulative, bitter, cruel, angry, band director seems far more real. How strange is that?

This movie has stuck with me for days. I loved it so, so much. I recently heard that this movie was one of the lowest grossing movies to ever get a Best Picture nod. This is a terrible injustice. Please go and see it if you can find it.


Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Another two movies down

Scott and I saw The Grand Budapest Hotel over the weekend and just came back from Whiplash tonight. In order to pad up my blog posts for the week, I'll post my review of Whiplash tomorrow. But honestly, I'm just going to leave you with it's freaking AWESOME as your teaser regarding how much I loved it.

That said here's my haiku movie review of...

The Grand Budapest Hotel

Wes Anderson at 
His Wes Andersoniest.
A weird, funny film

I really liked this movie but if you don't like his directing style, you won't like this movie. It's him all over. Personally, I love all of his movies; I find them wonky and fun, but I totally understand when I hear that others don't. This movie shouldn't have been nominated for Best Picture, but I'd love to see him win Best Director.

My rankings so far:
1. The Grand Budapest Hotel
2. The Theory of Everything

Even still, I liked both of these movies better than 7 of the 9 from last year so that's saying something....


Thursday, January 22, 2015

Back by popular demand

Well, back as per a single request from my oldest friend (Hi Kathy!), it's...

Haiku Movie Review!

For those who don't know (and where have you been, anyway?) Scott and I go see the Best Picture Oscar nominees. Not a really big explanation needed here, to be honest. And because I'm fascinated by haiku, I write a terrible poem about the movie. The challenge being that a haiku consists of 17 syllables and these movies are usually around 3 days hours long.

Those of you who know me or who have read these posts long enough know that my taste in movies run in the "lowest common denominator" range. Put in a couple of explosions, a spaceship or two, some superheroes, a few laughs, a bunch of monkeys shooting guns and/or riding horses and I'm so completely in. Over the summer, I watch at least one junky movie a week. I love them.

These Oscar movies are like medicine. In fact, I often wonder why I still do this. I frequently don't enjoy them, leaving the theatre feeling depressed, sad or just downright confused. Most of the time all three. I freely admit it... I'm not the intended audience for these movie "masterpieces".

That said, last night Scott and I went to see The Theory of Everything. It was a pleasant surprise that I thought it was excellent. I really enjoyed it.

So, after all that, here is my first Haiku Movie Review...

The Theory of Everything

Deserves every prize
For getting me to feel like
Stephen Hawking's hot.