I just read that _Vanity Fair_ article too, and it’s all just too disturbing. I’m sometimes able to deal with the fact that some real monsters have made amazing things — the Phil Spector “A Christmas Gift for You” album is surely the greatest holiday record of all time, maybe second only to the “Beach Boys’ Christmas Album” (yes, I’m a white person). But goddamn! I think I might be done with watching Woody Allen movies forever.
Drive (Without Stopping for Directions)
The Four Fathers
I Know What You Did Last Summer and You’re Grounded
The Perfect Snore
Drive (I’m Not Lost, I’m Just Taking the Scenic Route)
The Slow and the Furious
What is this Social Network You Speak of?
The Lawnmower Man
Don’t Pump Up the Volume Any More
Breakfast at Denny’s
The Fantastic Snore
Dude Don’t Make Me Turn This Car Around
Rape is like sex the way wearing a wearing a hood at Abu Ghraib is like putting a paper bag on your head. Can we just accept that this was a horror show? Mkay, thanks.
How is being raped daily not a physical harm?
Cold Comfort Wind Farm. Turbinator 2: Wind Energy Day. Energy Independence Day.
Saving Water by Showering with Private Ryan. Okay, I’ll stop.
Plant the Tree of Life. (Sorry, these are terrrrible, but I’m an environmental studies film scholar and I can’t not participate!!! Also, I’m going to come back on here in couple days and post a zillion submissions from the students in my class!!!)
The Ides of March Plus Five Weeks
Earth Day. (The movie they make after Valentine’s Day, New Year’s Eve, and its sequels, Christmas Eve, Thanksgiving Day, A Romantic Halloween, and A Memorial Day to Remember.)
I’m glad to hear I’m not the only one who gets anxiety/panic attacks while hungover. Why do we hurt our precious bodies this way, friends??! JK let’s do it again this weekenddddd
11 PM in Paris — Damnit, No, We’re Supposed to Spring Forward!!
For Thanksgiving I went to visit a grad school friend and her family in Milwaukee, and we realized that we had seen all the previous Twilight movies together in the theater, semi-ironically, and drunk, and that we couldn’t let this last opportunity pass us by. Except the only time we could see it was at 1 p.m., so we had her mom and sister drop us off and we smuggled in a bottle of red wine, which we drained in due course. Also, we are like, 30 years old! It was great!
Oh, also, how did Curtis Hanson go from that to directing rom-coms based on Jennifer Weiner novels? Sheesh.
My nerdy friends and I had a long-running movie night potluck deal, and when it was my turn a couple months ago, I chose “LA Confidential.” Hadn’t seen it since it first came out. My friend and I spent all day tracking down red light bulbs and making chop suey and coming up with a cocktail list so that we could have an LA-noir theme to match the movie. ANYway, the point is, I was blown away by how fucking good that movie (still) is. The next day I watched it all over again, and went through all the DVD extras. (They’re elaborate and fantastic.) Okay, I’m nerding out, but I just had to share.
(No more) (Men in) Black
The Lucky One (Percenters)
The Power of One (Percenters)
One Per(s)cent of a Woman — sorry I know that doesn’t make sense but it happened in my head and I laughed and I had to do it.
Romney/Ryan 2012: The Guiding White.
I kept getting distracted by Jennifer Westfeldt’s overly Botoxed, filler-ed-out face. Also, the fact that her upper lip never moved. Stop it, ladies!!
Yesss, “Young Adult” was awesome and underrated. Except I saw it suuuuper hungover and there was so much boozing in it that it started making me nauseous and I actually had to leave the theater to go puke and come back.
Um, I guess I “identified” with it.
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Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner? I’ll Tell You: A Black Guy.
i presume you’re referring to kim gordon. so, yes.