Media I had never seen before (or don’t remember seeing) before I saw ’em these past few months in the Northwoods:
- BATMAN: THE DARK KNIGHT – Classic Summertime with the kids movie experience. A chock-full action-packed bonanza which could have done without the whole Malaysian connection for a tighter pull and more even action-drama balance. As is, exhaustingly go, go, go.
- ROBOCOP – Lived up to expectations.
- BATTLESTAR GALACTICA – ENTIRE SERIES THROUGH SEASON 4.0 – Frackin’ amazing.
- ALONG CAME POLLY – Pointless.
- PLANET OF THE APES – Hyper sexual Charleton Heston is creepy.
- BEING THERE – Cute, though message-y.
- CASTLES OF TRANSYLVANIA – More creepy the hyper sexual Charleton Heston. In fact, one of the creepiest things I’ve ever seen. Watched it with my grandparents on All Hallow’s eve.
- THE CANTERVILLE GHOST – Immensely enjoyable, nice twist on socio-economic relationship musings.
- CHUCK NORRIS WALMART TRIOLOGY – Speaks for itself, though for some reason, these are the only films my mother can stay awake through their entirety when viewed at home.
- HAROLD AND KUMAR ESCAPE FROM GUANTANAMO BAY – Amusing.
- SUPERBAD – I enjoyed the ending.
- 21 – I suspect serious derivations from a book much beloved by a certain ex-coworker.
- ENCOUNTERS AT THE END OF THE WORLD – Snobby but darkly humorous in that Herzog way.
- ALFRED HITCHCOCK ANTHOLOGY – Never ceases in its wonderment.
- IRON MAN – One of the most highly entertaining superhero flicks I’ve seen.
- CHAPELLE SHOW SECOND SEASON – Wow.
- BACK TO SCHOOL – Stupid but entertaining, worth the dumb gags for the Vietnam scene.
- BAGDAD CAFE – Weird but I liked it. Spawned a rash of late-night Mojave dreams.
- GRAN TORINO – Bizarre but entertaining.
- VEGAS VACATION – I didn’t laugh once.
- ROBIN HOOD MEN IN TIGHTS – I laughed often.
- LA DOLCE VITA – Strange and beautiful. The costumes and scenery are truly awesome.
- JOE DIRT – I laughed once or twice. I expected more.
- FREEDOM WRITERS – Pander-y.
- PERSEPOLIS – Whoa.
- THE ASSASSINATION OF JESSE JAMES BY THE COWARD ROBERT FORD – I love westerns so I enjoyed the western-y of this but beyond that, it was sort of boring.
- STARDUST – Very entertaining, despite Claire Danes’ appearance.
- THE PURPLE ROSE OF CAIRO – I was entertained but missed the hoopla. Realistic ending.
- CHILDREN OF A LESSER GOD – Obviously the writing is a-one but all in all, I was sort of annoyed by the whole bit.
- SYRIANA – I’d still mack on George Clooney, even if he was a killer, overweight and had a weird beard.
- PERSUASION – Chick flick. Me like.
- SISTERHOOD OF THE TRAVELING PANTS 2 – Bouncy and colorful. Nice performances.
- TUMBLEWEEDS – I got a strange feeling of deja vu because I’m pretty sure I’ve seen the last part of this movie before. All in all, a delightful gem with great acting and writing.
- THE BOURNE IDENTITY – I never thought of myself as an overly Matt Damon kind of person but my god, the muscular proportions on that man. I thoroughly enjoyed this film.
- THE CRYING GAME – So much more than I thought, even though, surely, the spoiler wasn’t really a spoiler after so many years. Tame by todays standards but I can see how it must have been totally shocking way back when. That said, I was able to appreciate the mechanics of story telling in full and I must say, very well done.
- MAN PUSH CART – Quite captivating but baffling extras.
Three of the above advance to my permanent Bibliothek.
Yet another reason to love The Great Northwoods…
From the local casino:
Location: Casino Main Entrance
Torchlight Club members are invited to play a game of Tic-Tac-Toe against a chicken everyday at the casino main entrance.
Beat the chicken and you’ll win $500! And, play on Fridays and Saturdays when you’ll win $1,000!
Today was the first day I was able to function without popping any post-op pills. Yesterday I downed a few Advil at the last minute so that doesn’t count. I inspected the inner-workings of my jawline with a mini flashlight and discovered that there’s no more alien fluid sloshing around the crater and that it is shaping up to be a nice little Hatchetface indeed. I did this inspection after I ate a donut, the world’s premiere miracle food.
I’m able to think a tad more clearly to realize that I shouldn’t be so insanely jealous off all the curd eaters up north reveling in the hordes of filmies buying up food and supplies from the markets because existential crises are so last year. So what if I’m going to sell all my junk, pack up my wheels and head off for the great green yonder to be mercilessly judged by relations with poor social skills and zero diplomacy? I may just end up in Canada. You know, with all the ice caps melting, there’s not so many places to hide from creditors anymore.
On the one hand, I can’t say that I’m debt free. On the other hand, when I mentioned a figure suggested that I invest in my old beast of burden which is about equal to what I’m already in the hole, a blood-kin said, that’s nothing. On the other hand, there’s no way I can endure 8 years of medical school. On the other hand, what if my empty pockets are really standing upon a solid, undiscovered foundation?
I don’t know but in a few weeks I’m having one hell of a yard sale.