I recently watched Charlie Bartlett. Not a bad movie, kind of a hybrid between a 90's smoking in the boys room and a modern 2k feel, but what made the viewing significant was that it was my first teenage high school movie that I've watched since no longer being a high school student. I was only about 10 minutes into it when I was about to scathingly cast a verbal assault on the many injustices of high school, when I remembered that I was breathing freedom's air and so reposed my angst and left the battle front I once so knowingly loved, for the next generation. good luck. sucks to be you. I will continue, however, on the occasional pass by the high school, to bite my thumb with bitter indignation. let us never forget.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Rise up, ye peons
Well, I'm off work but it's raining in State College today. Now any fellow SC native may be inclined to say that a generous helping of cloud cover is more than common in this overcast ridden town. That is true, but that's just about all it every amounts to. In reality we actually dodge the ever-seemingly imminent rain shower and are left with a middle-earth type, uhoh Frodo's having another existential, epileptic episode so lets blot out the sun for the rest of the movie for dramatic effect, view of Happy Valley. I think it's been said that SC is like the third cloudiest city in the country. I would not put it past us. I also wouldn't put it past Elijah Wood to ruin every movie he so flamboyantly trounces upon (If anyone's seen Green Street Hooligans- kind of like 300, meets angry Jude Law, meets Fight Club, meets Warriors, meets a shot to the hip of pure testosterone, meets Elijah Wood asking if anyone could use some neosporin and maybe a few minutes to just talk about feelings rather than throwing fists). The rain's somewhat refreshing though so I can't complain.
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Green Street Hooligans has of recent become one of my favorite movies. Elijah Wood nearly ruins it. He's just bad.
Any movie with as much testosterone as 300 has to be just as bad. The image I get in my head when I think of 300 is a woman body builder who just cant get as big as her boyfriend so she takes steroids. Of course she gets huge and all kinds of butch, but she's still not as strong or good looking, in fact she completely tanked her appearence trying to be something else. 300 is a terrible movie with stolen cinematography from Kingdom of Heaven, Gladiator, Troy and some movie with men wearing spedos. 300 hundred never can lift itself with anything decent of a good movie because it was poorly written and full of stupid football mentality. I could describe it as a movie of dumb men grunting. As written before it cant even be that good because a butch woman's grunt still doesnt match a man's. That movie destroys minds.
note to all: Justin-Luke loves 300.
...In case you didn't get all that.
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