Take this map to the city of Costco but hang onto your nards! This is that picaresque, dick-and-balls, sci-fi, warning-cry, Eugenics cult classic comedy from 2006 that Terry Crews mines for web content every few years. I liked the army officer very humbly attracted to the pimp lifestyle. I liked the restaurant called Butt-fuckers.
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I’m interested in mainstream foreign cinema. What translates? What reveals? Here’s a transformative-power-of-Fatherhood flick. It’s kinda Big Daddy-esque. Acapulco playboy stuffed with sun. Baby on the stoop. He jumps from cliffs, he sneaks into the states. He has a custody battle, he’s haunted by wolves. There’s a Johnny Depp impersonator & some weirdly timed poop jokes. The colors are candy bright. The twist has some chutzpah but ultimately contributes to an overarching feeling of artifice that left me feeling deadened & (I think) the wrong kind of sad when I should have been moved. But y’know, my favorite movie’s The Holy Mountain so my opinions are likely very different from yours.
D, W, & E by: Eugenio Derbez, More W: Guillermo Ríos & Leticia López Margalli, More E: Santiago Pérez & Rocha León, P by: Martín Boege & Andrés León Becker, M by: Carlo Siliotto w/Eugenio Derbez, Loreto Peralta, Daniel Raymont, Jessica Lindsey, Alessandra Rosaldo, Danny Lopez, Jesús Ochoa, Sammy Pérez, Ángela Moreno etc…, 122 min, Mexico, 2013
The Interview
This is the movie North Korea didn’t want you to see. Eminem plays himself. There’s some gore humor. I feel like Trump supporters might really like it. It’s mean, dumb, disparaging, racist, and nationalistic. I felt bad for the tiger fictionally killed to service the Seth Rogen-sticks-a-thing-up-his-ass gag. I still have a soft spot for James Franco though.
D & W by: Evan Goldberg & Seth Rogen, More W: Dan Sterling, P by: Brandon Trost, M by: Henry Jackman, E by: Zene Baker & Evan Henke, w/James Franco, Randall Park, Seth Rogen, Diana Bang, Lizzy Caplan, James Yi, Marshall Mathers, Bill Maher, 112 min, USA, 2014
The Snapper
This one was recommended to me by attractive marrieds. They’d come to see me drink menstrual blood and shake my butt under a big tent during an evening of orgiastic Klezmer and glitter and then they wrote to me via Facebook and suggested this Irish comedy about a quirky family and a teenage pregnancy. I fear I’m obfuscating the connection in an ill-conceived effort to be a wise-guy. The connection is love.