Genuinely good. Tim Currying butling like a motherfucker.
Tim Curryā¦the guy from Congo, right?
Holy shit, I completely forgot Bruce Campbell was in this movie. I should watch it againā¦drunk.
All of the suspense in Congo came from wondering whether or not Bruce survived!
Crichton deserved many movies of higher quality.
After seeing this trailer I read the whole trilogy of books. I did enjoy them, but once finished, I felt almost exactly like I did after watching the penultimate season of Lost. I wonāt say more to avoid spoilers.
Read and loved the first one, started the secondā¦ and life got in the way. Have to pick them up again at some point!
Blade of the Immortal. A fairly straightforward tale of an immortal swordsman taking on an emerging school of swordsmanship to avenge some murders. Cue hack and slash with a variety of improbable weapons against hordes of blade fodder and a series of increasingly skilled individuals. Nothing much to see here really. Possibly even the anime is a better choice. I enjoyed it but in a desultory way, because I felt I should.
Wheelman. Almost one of those ācamera in car for the entire filmā films, with some small scenes elsewhere. Angry Grillo Pad may be my spirit animal, but thereās relatively little else here apart from Shea Whighamās implausible nutter and some nice voice acting. A relatively tight plot, with not quite enough tension, and some chases that are too brief and lack the cinematography (either remote and cinematic, or in-car and personal) to be exciting.
Finally watched Blue Velvet. Fun to see so many of the smaller players from Dune in a different context, although you could argue Jack Nance and Brad Dourif didnāt have to stretch too much. Not much of the trademark Lynchian oddness, but still some strange and distressing stuff. Good ad for Pabst Blue Ribbon (fuck Heineken!).
On a David Lynch kick, I watched most of The Short Films of David Lynch today, and uhhhhhhhhhhhhā¦
Donāt forget his music videos.
The local art house theater programmed a Lynch retrospective this year, and I went to a night where they showed Industrial Symphony No. 1 and pretty much every commercial and music video he did, along with a couple episodes of On The Air (on Japanese laserdisc!) and Hotel Room (with Harry Dean Stanton!). It was nearly 7 hours long and probably my favorite filmgoing experience of the year.
Crazy Clown Time is something else. Lynch and Crispin Glover should really do something together.
Get Out. Still noticing lots of neat little details on a rewatch. Very ably directed, and with three particularly good performances from Alison Williams, Catherine Keener and Daniel Kaluuya, and Bradley Whitford playing a wonderful Steve Jobsalike. Some parts are too outright comedic, but the film has an excellent line in simple disconcertion.