Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Identity Thief...

TWO ENTHUSIASTIC thumbs up! Oh. My. Gosh. This movie was laugh-out-loud funny. If you're like me and enjoy physical comedies you are in for a treat. Both Melissa McCarthy and Jason Bateman are great. Melissa or "Sandy Bigelow...Patterson" was in all her former 'Bridesmaids' glory plus some, and Jason Bateman was just as funny now as he was during the Arrested Deveopment days. (Sidebar: I've read online that there's supposedly an Arrested Deveopment movie in the works starring all of the original cast members!) Strangely, T.I. was very good playing a thuged out drug dealer - whowoulda' thought?!?! I joke, but bottom line, the movie is a good mindless comedy that doesn't disappoint. If you don't make it to the theater you at least have to check it out on OnDemand or at minimum Red Box.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Lady in Black, more like Bitch in Black!

Against my better judgment, this weekend I agreed to go see “Lady in Black” with a group of my friends.  Any of you who know me personally, or have ready my blog for a while, know that I DO NOT like NOR do I watch scary/horror movies...  I can vividly recall the last horror movie that I was foolish enough to go see, Devil; and, let me tell you - I swear the Devil himself personally followed me home after that movie.  I didn’t sleep for three days! You would have thought that I learned my lesson, but no, I’m a total glutton for punishment.  I spent 40% of the movie staring at my hands or the corner of the wall, then about 15% of the movie taking off my glasses and cleaning them so that the image on the screen would be fully distorted and less intense.  It wasn’t the best movie ever, it wasn’t the worst movie ever, it was simply a typical horror movie. 

In true Dallasite style, let me tell you how I would have ended it, had I been the writer.  [SPOILER ALERT] In the end, I would have let that crazy ass bitch return to some sibilance of normal and have been satisfied with getting the remains of her son back in the coffin with her.  No need to kill poor Daniel Radcliffe or his little boy.  As so, at the very end of the movie, when the main character and his son wake up after being hit by the train, I would have had the wife/mother tell them that it wasn’t their time and she loved them, yada, yada, yada, and then cut back to real life where the man and his son are okay, narrowly avoiding death by the train, annnnddddddd…scene!