Well, I have to admit that I'm feeling a little better about the break-up. It simply was not meant to be, even though it SUCKS! Friends have rallied round and helped me stay busy...and DRINK. I've got a couple of smart dinner parties in the next couple of weeks, all in celbration of birthdays. Lord KNOWS I love a party!
Now then, let's review a couple of movies, shall we?
- MISS PETTIGREW LIVES FOR A DAY: This nifty little period flick with Frances Mc Dormand and Amy Adams is a natty comedy with great lines and FABOO costumes. I completely fell in love with La Adams, who plays a ditzy singer cum actress in pre-War London, Mc Dormand as her hapless Social Secretary. Hopelessly and charmingly light. Devoon!
- THE APARTMENT: Shirley MacLaine is out on a limb as a darling elevator operator in 1960's Manhattan. This witty comedy (directed by Billy Wilder) is so racy you can't believe it was made in 1960! Jack Lemmon co-stars. Both actors a perfectly wonderful, and the story original. No such thing as Sexual Harrassment! Plus, MacLaine uses her Fosse training while punching elevator buttons. Another delight.
- A DEATH AT A FUNERAL: Frank Oz directs this hilarious farce. When a loved one shows up at the funeral with some halucinegetic pills disguised in a Valium bottle, well. Things get a bit out of hand. I've never seen a movie like this. Another light-hearted romp.
- THE RULING CLASS: This 1972 flick stars Peter O'Toole as a pschysophrenic heir to the manor born. It's a truly wild ride as the family plots to make him "normal" or have him commited to the nut house once again. A very odd farce on Britains Ruling Class. The cast breaks out in uproarious musical numbers for no apparent reason. Coral Browne co-stars. God is she good!
Ah, yes. What a little mindless viewing will do for the spirit! Enjoy!!
5 comments:
Craig - did you not find the homophobia in Death at a Funeral to be a little, um, blatant?
The dude finds out his dead father may have been gay and responds, 'I think I'm gonna throw up!'
I guess I shouldn't have been offended if you weren't but, frankly, I walked out of the film at SIFF. (With Frank Oz in attendance...oops!)
Hilary!
Nah, I guess I'm not that sensitive. Now, if they'd used the word FAGGOT I might have been bothered (actually I would have been furious), but I think in the context (seeing a pic) it completely passed me over. If he'd been shown an explicit photo of his father and a hooker, it probably would have elicited the same response. Parents DO NOT HAVE SEX!!! Frankly, I didn't even think about it, and I watched the movie like three times, with both commentaries.
Thanks, doll!
Craig
Well I won't be mad if you're not!
There's just no inadvertent drug trip as marvelous as Nate Fisher's accidental ecstasy trip on Six Feet Under, so I thought the movie was a little lame.
I'll always be a fan of Dirty Rotten Scoundrels, though. And of course, the Muppets.
Oh, puhleeze!!!!
Hilary, it takes so much more for me to be mad at a glamorous gal like you!
Cheers,
CSC
There's just no inadvertent drug trip as marvelous as Nate Fisher's accidental ecstasy trip on Six Feet Under
Oh, I dunno. I thought the time Jemaine and Bret took acid was pretty good.
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