Showing posts with label movie reviews. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movie reviews. Show all posts

Sunday, December 2, 2007

Let it Snow (for maybe 5 minutes)

First snowfall of the year was a couple of days ago, and now it's really goin'...wheeeee. My excitement is just palatable, isn't it?
Good things: Christmas shopping! Usually I hate shopping (well, aside from shoes, stationary, and office supplies. Mmm, office supplies...), but God if I don't love shopping for Christmas gifts.
Rewatched a wonderful piece of cinema, surely the paradigm for all films to be judged by. I refer, of course, to "The Running Man".

Starring:
Ah-nald
Jesse Ventura
Yaphet Kotto
Mick Fleetwood
Dweezil Zappa
Professor Toru Tanaka

Where the Hell else are you going to see TWO wrestlers, TWO governors, a member of Fleetwoo Mac, and Dweezil frickin' Zappa in the same movie?!

Now, some art (not to say "The Running Man" isn't art...)




I had to make a Carnegie Hall performance seem appealing for people in my demographic (20s), and incorporate hand-lettering into the piece. I based my piece off the famous Man Ray photograph "Violin d'Ingres". I love Ingres and all associated with him...








Medium: Ink wash, digital color

Friday, August 31, 2007

"Corrupt": the Most (Un?)Intentionally Gay Crooked-Cop Movie EVER

So I'm lying here watching "Corrupt", and early 80s Italian-produced crooked-cop movie starring Harvey Keitel and Johnny Rotten (imagine seeing THAT pairing on a marquee), and while the acting is actually pretty good all around, it is SO GAY I can hardly believe it.

1)Half of the plot seems to center around Keitel keeping a half-naked Johnny Rotten bound and gagged in his bathroom.
2)The above is happening an apartment Harvey Keitel shares with his fellow police officer, who's married and struggling with the fact that he's 'corrupt'– hel-LOOO, 'secret life and feelings of shame' subtext!

3) There's a lot of hair-pulling and proclamations of, "You're MINE now! And you're going to do what I say!" that, when shouted by a middle-aged man wearing a bathrobe to a half-naked 20-something man tied up in his bathroom, takes on a WHOLE different meaning.
4) Continual uses of phrasing like, "don't feel guilty, you wouldn't have done that if I hadn't forced you" and "you must make a lovely couple" abound
5) Life-size portrait of Johnny Rotten as St. Sebastian (clearly using a promotional photo from his Sex Pistols days)
6) Seriously, I'm not kidding about how few clothes Johnny Rotten's wearing in this movie. Boxer shorts, a towel, Keitel's bathrobe (a LOT)...I don't know why they bothered hiring a costume designer.

So, yeah, in conclusion, I loved it.

I would recommend this if you're looking for something where you can turn your brain off and revel in the "What the HELL?"-ness for 90 minutes. The film stock and lighting is TERRIBLE (you'll just have to assume that things are happening onscreen at times), but Harvey Keitel is Harvey Keitel, and Johnny Rotten actually turns out a pretty good performance and uses his trademark insane stare for good effect. And, if like me, you like kinda scrawny pale redheads who don't wear a lot of clothes, this movie's for you.

Seriously, they HAD to have known how gay this movie was, right? I mean, this all COULDN'T have been unintentional, could it?! There's just so much of it!