Raw. Raucous. Raunchy.
But good!
Gyllenhaal and Saarsgard were both good. Surprisingly (given how I felt after Dreamgirls) I really liked Jamie Foxx in this, and gotta give a shoutout to Cheddar Bob, playing the most annoying soldier ever that I definitely would have wanted to murder had he been in my unit.
Wow. For all my reluctance to go see this, I was pretty blown away when I finally did. Strong performances, intense storyline. Intense sadness. Quite the companion piece to any of the boy soldier books out now (including this one I read, as well as there’s another all over the front of bookstores right now).
As for the Oscars: Djimon Hounsou was robbed!! Robbed, I tell you. He’s amazing in this movie.
(For the record, I think Leo was robbed also…but in a different way: because he SHOULD have been nominated for “The Departed” and he should have won for that. While he was good in this movie, he was great in that one.)
My cousin had recommended this and then one day I was looking over the “to be watched” pile and found I had already bought it. Bride walking down the aisle toward Groom, exchanges glances with another girl and….Boom. Do you believe in love at first sight?
Good performances by both girls (Piper Perabo and Lena Headey [imagine Keira Knightley with more meat on her]) and a really lovely performance by Matthew Goode (Rachel, don’t read that article, he mentions his girlfriend Sophie incessantly!!), who you can also see as the brother in Matchpoint. You’d want to have him as your new celebrity boyfriend, but sorry ladies, my cousin’s already claimed him.
Quite a sweet little film. Enjoyed it.
I was very reluctant to see this movie…until my Dad hit me over the head with a [metaphorical] 2 x 4, reminding me that the director is awesome…(An earlier flick “Bloody Sunday” is another brilliant piece.)
My dad went to it in the theater and recommended it at the time but I never got around to it.
A bunch of the air traffic controllers PLAY THEMSELVES in the movie. Hello, that fact alone should tell you how authentic it is. Really interesting to see how played things out / how the different air traffic centers had to try and piece together what was happening / how the military was trying to piece together what was happening / how the day slowly came together in people’s minds.
You’re ultra hyperly aware of the whole “hindsight being 20/20” thing the whole time you’re watching the film, of course, as knowing the outcome of that day makes even the most innocuous “random people making phone calls at the airport” scenes seem foreboding. Great use of background music in this flick; just enough to set you on edge.
Very powerful. Very moving. Not cheap. Not exploitive in the least. Highly recommended. But, yes, intense. Not for the faint of heart.
Oh, delicious young man eye candy. Stereotypical young “hot witches in distress” movie, only the witches are boys and one of them is “Tim Riggins”. Yes, that’s the whole reason I rented this. Totally predictable and bad. And sooooo yummy. The pool scene? Holy crap what a body. I think maybe I’ll watch it again today…
Loved it! Yes, it’s predictable. And sappy. But real sugar sap, not nutrasweet fake. Loved the ’80s video (hello Jason Street! Great job!). Loved the music (hello I am now addicted to the soundtrack). Loved the pop-up “where are they now”-type video at the end.
This is a movie I saw over and over as a kid as it’s a Dad favorite. But I hadn’t seen it in many years and found that while some scenes I remembered vividly, some (the MTV-esque bicycle scene!) I had no memory of whatsoever. Paul Newman was just unbelievably hot when he was young, wasn’t he. He still has the world’s most beautiful eyes; sorry Elizabeth Taylor but he does.
The ending really reminds me of The Wild Bunch, another Western Dad fave.
*Carlos’ queue, not mine.
One of those little “we’re suddenly turning into adults and WTF do we do now” movies. So: Not nearly as good as Garden State. But not nearly as fuckinghorriblybad as Last Kiss. Yes, the valley between those two is my latest measuring stick for this kind of movie. Which means it was pretty “middling”. Some nice moments. Some funny moments. Not just a story about one chick; really about how four (or more) different people are all dealing with the same person’s death, and finding out how each of them actually knew him in a very different way.
I realize Jennifer Garner was pregnant during filming but it seemed they went a little overboard on how dumpy they had her dressed. Give her some better clothes and my opinion would have gone up a few points, which might sound weird but if you’ve seen it I think you know what I mean. Kinda odd to have the random boys wearing cuter clothes than the only “normal” girl in a film!
Enjoyable. But not a GREAT flick.
p.s. Kevin Smith basically plays himself. And he’s pretty hilarious.
Honestly, I have no idea what this movie was supposed to be about. And when I say “no idea”, by that I mean “no fucking clue in any way” and anyone who says they did is full of fucking shit. For example, if you read a review that says “this part of the movie was a criticism of society’s xxx”. Just LAUGH TO YOURSELF and say “You pulled that OUT OF YOUR ASS man.”
There was one (or maybe two) storylines that you could PSEUDO interpret to yourself in a Mullholland Drive kind of way. In other words, so in some scenes she’s an actress, but in some scenes she thinks she is really the part that she was just playing in other scenes, now she thinks she’s ACTUALLY her. OK, that was the one percent of the movie that was explainable in any way.
When I say this movie is at least 90,000 times MORE confusing and MORE dislinear and MORE disjunctive and MORE fucked up than Mulholland Drive (which I actually did like in quite a few ways), I think I am underestimating.
And to those obviously insane David Lynch fans who went all out with the applause at the end: Hello, WHAT were you applauding? Everyone in my row just looked at each other and said WHAT IN THE FUCKING HELL WAS THAT ALL ABOUT? And no, I wasn’t the only person in my row!!!!!!!!
And p.s. it was three hours long. Three hours of lots of stress and tension and uncomfortable icky scenes and three hours of complete and utter confusion.