James Caan had his theory of what he thought the title meant, which was that you know, Bottle Rockets, they’re this type of fireworks that… they don’t go very high and they don’t make much of an explosion; there’s not much really to show there, but that’s really all they’re meant to be… these sort of gentler, little fireworks. And he felt that somehow the theme of the movie had to do with kinda aiming low but getting there.
– Wes Anderson
I can’t help it… I LOVED Whip It!
I’m a huuuuge sucker for frothy coming-of-age teen fillers, but this one was just so sweet and came from a good place.
I was genuinely surprised that Drew Barrymore directed so well. She actually managed to capture a lot really good shots, but I don’t doubt that (at least in part) a lot of that owes to the fact that she somehow wrangled Robert Yeoman (The Royal Tenenbaums, Rushmore, Darjeeling, read: Wes Anderson) as the cinematographer.
And hello Maeby Fünke!
Alia Shawkat grew up to be such a babe, I can’t handle it. She’s really one of the best parts of this movie.
I’ve been having recurring dreams about tidal waves over the past few years… twice even within the span of these last two weeks.
I’m watching ‘Ponyo‘ at this very moment and these scenes make me feel strange.
I love October and I love Halloween and I want to get scared shitless this year.
In my neverending (and decidedly macabre) quest to see as many horror films as possible, I’ve come across a couple of fairly decent ones recently, namely: The Thing, Noroi & Session 9. I also have a couple backed up on my computer and on DVD that I have yet to see (The Devil’s Backbone, The Brood, Audition).
Let me mention though at this juncture that I don’t really discriminate when it comes to horror. My brother and I are huge huge HUGE fans of terrible, B-rated, camp pictures– the ones that are so fucking bad that they are elevated unto an impenetrable level of awesomeness. Frankenfish in particular has entertained us on many a late night– as have multiple low budget failures (failures?) on Cinemax.
The one thing that I miss about having TV is the kind of quality programming that only appears after the 3am mark, flashing in the pan ever so gloriously before silently slipping back into the abyss of cable TV, never to be seen again.
Such examples of this lol-tastic phenomena include (but surely are not limited to): Mortuary, Ogre, Yeti: Curse of the Snow Demon, Theatre of Death, Ginger Snaps Back: The Beginning, The Buried Secret of M. Night Shyamalan (which legit scared the shit out of me at 5am), etc.
If anyone has ANY recommendations whatsoever please feel free to send them my way :}
Happy Halloween!
‘The Brothers Bloom’
A very very ambitious second film on Rian Johnson’s part– but maybe a little ambition is good. The noirish elements (see: the scene where Penelope first meets the Belgian in the shadows of the freighter) are what he continues to excel in, and he does display a great knack for bringing out really touching performances from the each of the cast.
Rinko Kikuchi was so fluid and Charlie Chaplin-esque in her comedic timing and ability to express so much with barely any dialogue.
Plus points for looking incredibly sharp in all those furs and pantsuits :}
just watched ‘Grizzly Man‘ by Werner Herzog again.
The fact that the one thing Treadwell stood for had to be violated because of his mauling is all shades of Shakespearean tragedy.
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