Movie Resolution List: More Done!

 So I had to be doing something in all this time I haven't posted (aside from working, which I really HAVE been doing!). Anyway, remember my Movie Resolution list? I've since watched the following:

On The Waterfront (#19)

Eh. It was ok. I'm really not a Brando fan, but it was watchable.






















 
Chinatown (#21)  

I've come to the conclusion that I really don't like 70s movies, as a rule (despite my all-time favourite movie, What's Up, Doc?, being from the 70s). Chinatown was slow and kind of dull. And it wasn't even set in Chinatown; they just talked about it a bit. Well done, Roman Polanski, I knew I didn't like your movies.



Duck Soup (#60)

Duck Soup was AWFUL. It was painfully bad. It was one of the most unfunny things I've ever seen. Which is a shame, because I quite enjoyed A Night at the Opera, and I had great hopes for this one.



Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid (#73)

This, on the other hand, was AWESOME. Full of funny lines and great adventure. I loved these guys! No wonder they made another movie with Paul Newman and Robert Redford (which I'm definitely watching ASAP); they work really well together. LOVED it.


The Bridge on the River Kwai (# 36)

I loved Bridge on the River Kwai! Alec Guiness is awesome in just about everything he does (just about...see next). Great story; the ending was a bit rushed, maybe, but overall it's fantastic!






Lawrence of Arabia (#7)

What a snoozefest. Seriously one of the most boring films I've ever seen in my life. Even Alec Guinness couldn't save it. Neither could the ever-awesome Claude Rains - nor Peter O'Toole, who is always good. I think I've seen enough riding through deserts to last me a lifetime. Soooo boring.



















So all I've got left to watch are:
The French Connection
A Streetcar Named Desire
Modern Times
Bonnie & Clyde
MASH

I can so do this! :-)

Friday Night movies

So on Friday night I went to go watch Sex and the City 2 with my BFF and some other friends. I tried to get hubby to come along, because I hadn't really seen him all week, but I wasn't particularly surprised when he pointed out that I'd have to pay him to watch that movie, and much as I love him, I wasn't prepared to part with perfectly good hard-earned cash so that he could sit in masculine agony beside me while Carrie stressed about her marriage, Samantha talked about - and had - sex a lot, and Charlotte and Miranda were basically filler. (Note: I thought all this before I saw the movie, and guess what? I was right! :-))

I'm not a huge Sex & the City fan, actually. But I am a huge Liza Minnelli fan, and knowing that she was in the movie was enough to get me there on opening night - where, as predicted, I was surrounded by fuckwits who spent the entire movie repeating the dialogue and adding pointless commentary of their own. But since I was only there to see Liza, I didn't turn around in my giant chair - Oh, Monte Casino, your cinemas delight me - and tell them to shut the fuck up, like I normally would have.

Liza was on on the first five minutes, and she was AWESOME, of course. The rest of the movie was just "Lalala, this is vaguely fun and entertaining, but I hope it ends soon because I have to work tomorrow" for me. PS - it didn't end soon. It was incredibly overdrawn. Sigh.

Oh, and by the way, am I the only person who thinks the fashion those girls purport to love is pretty much heinous? You'd have to pay ME to wear half those overpriced, designer outfits. Ugh.

So when I got home my husband had watched The Human Centipede while I was out, and tweeted the following:

I watched The Human Centipede. @katforsyth watched Sex and the City 2. I guess we both watched a horrible abomination tonight.

Heheh. If you don't know what The Human Centipede is (and I wouldn't blame you) you can go watch the trailer on Youtube. But be warned, it's a horrible, horrible concept, and you might have scary dreams about it. Or maybe that's just me.


So later on, while we were in bed, we got to wondering: if the girls from Sex and the City had to be made into a Human Centipede, who would be in the front and who at the back? Ok, actually my husband got to wondering, but I thought it was pretty funny. Because we're kind of quirky-gross like that. My theory was that Carrie would have to be at the front because she has to narrate, which I stand by, even though hubby pointed out that the narration is voiceover, so she doesn't actually have to physically be able to speak. I still think she needs to be the head, though, because she's the lead. And Samantha would be at the back so she can still have sex. Because that's what she's there for. True, she'd have to stop making crass comments, but hey, when you're a human centipede, you win some, you lose some.


And this is how we spend our Friday night pillow talk. I love us.