4 posts tagged “movies”
While completely sober this weekend, I watched two movies.
- The last Almodovar movie I saw was All About My Mother. Been a while, eh? I think I liked this one better, seemed a return to the forms of Women on the Verge and Flower of my Secret.
- The last thing I saw Penelope Cruz in was Vanilla Sky.
She looks a lot better now. I hate to say "She looks like an actual
woman" because that implies that people with small boobs don't count as
women, but seriously, damn.
- The boobs actually are used as a framing device, along with a dead body, in a few shots. As usual, the colors and framing and everything was just gorgeous, beautifully shot.
- Oh yeah, the story wasn't bad either. As I said, return to form with lots of chicks in soap opera like situations.
- And besides Penelope it was good to see the really old school ladies of Almodovar films. I think I need to indulge in a few more when they're re-released soon.
The other movie was, believe it or not, 2001. Honestly haven't seen it since puberty, haven't remembered anything.
And then, HAL. Wow, I have not felt actual fear of an antagonist in a movie since - well, ok, since Kurt Russell in Death Proof, but you know, he was creepy the whole time even before we knew why. But HAL comes across as awesomely helpful and perfect until... he hits the psychotic mindset. And me personally, I am a lot more afraid of a nice AI going bad than a weird looking creep going bad.
And then the ending, which makes no sense even if completely sober. I kept picturing Kubrick - except I kept seeing him as Stanley Tucci. Anyway I kept wondering what process he was going through to get to that point.
I woke up a little early yesterday and went for a walk. It was a super gorgeous day but I got dehydrated almost immediately, so I came back for water. Then I decided water wasn't cutting it, so I grabbed some cash, my backpack, then headed to Safeway. Bought quite a bit of liquids, and apples. It was kind of heavy to carry home, but at least I removed my jacket first. Still pretty sweaty by the time I returned. Jaysus.
Anyway I then put the bread that had been rising in the oven, and then Kim texted Reg, who was still asleep, so I took the liberty of responding to her. She came by just a little after the bread was done, and I forced Reg awake. We sat around reading for a bit, then walked to the drugstore, then to the Ballard Commons to sit and read on the benches (grass was wet from the previous day's rainshower). I grew cold as the wind and cloud cover increased, so we headed back, and I started on dinner.
Very simple and American: Steak and potatoes. I cut up 6 red potatoes, tossed with herbs/spices/salt/pepper and olive oil, baked at 375 for an hour. Steak was fried in butter and coriander on the stove (I like coriander) till it was pink in the middle. Of course all this was waay too much food for three people, so I have decent leftovers now.
Kim left after dinner and Reg put on Lucky Number Slevin. The preview I had seen misled me into believing it would be like Snatch, crime comedy sorta thing, but it was a little more dark and serious. Still good though. AND THERE IS A TWIST. Afterwards I read The Great Train Robbery and re-dyed my hair.
Who's your favorite movie villain?
If by favorite you mean "stars in most sex fantasies," then Timothy Dalton as Neville Sinclair in The Rocketeer.
