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What happened? With Ashby, Bri…

Posted in Hot Pics on February 28th, 2010 and

What happened? With Ashby, Bridges, Arquette and a script co-written by Oliver Stone, you wait for the result to be better than a long drawn-out episode of The Equalizer. Bridges plays a dipso cop who gets dropped from the force for blowing away a man prevalent berserk with a baseball bat. When an unpropitious hooker comes to him for barrier, she ends up in a storm culvert, and our decrepit star determines to make good stable with her killer, a pigtailed benumb-dealer. People say ’shit’ and ‘fuck’ a drawing; the spurts of action are too few and far-away between to hold the interest. However, there are a several of things that make you sit up. Firstly, a fanny-flaunting floozie says ‘Streetlight makes my pussy-hair glow in the dark’. And blemished, Arquette pukes over Bridges’ groin. No wonder.

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The F Word - Series 2 (2008)

Posted in Hot Pics on February 26th, 2010 and

The Product:
At this point in his profession, Gordon Ramsay could technically seashore on his larger than dash reputation. He has Michelin stars, multiple video receiver shows, and a following that includes the lionized, the infamous, and the commonplace homegrown cook. He can even manage to mollify scandal, as when a notorious “mistress to the stars” suggested that she and the high profile dignitary shared a series of “intimate” encounters a few years back (an allegation Ramsay vehemently denied). Now, with his food service empire shaken by the recent economic disaster, the curse-dope king remains a pop education fixture. Last month, DVD distributor BFS released the first series of the entrepreneur’s pleasing cooking-cum-seduce certify The f Little talk. Series 2 is at times not allowed on the digital domain, and while missing an important ingredient for any fan of Ramsay and his resilient public role, it’s another foray into food, horseplay, and one-liner incredibly fascinating overblown public personality.

The Plot:
For the second series of The f Word some things have changed, while others have remained the same. Opening up The f Word restaurant in London, Ramsay invites 50 special customers to come and taste his current wares. Each time, he creates a unique three course meal - starter, main dish, and pudding - and then gauges the reaction and response to his latest inspirations. The twist this time around? Aside from claiming that each entree is something that anyone can and could cook at home, Ramsay’s diners are asked if they would be willing to “pay” for each dish. The final number of paid tickets is used to determine which of the four amateur “brigades” will return to help the chef prepare his grand finale meal. During the course of each episode, the chef also steps inside his own kitchen and gives us step-by-step instruction on how to make the recipes. Even in the commercial setting of the show, he walks us through his delicious designs.

In addition, the overall series has a collection of unique themes. The first time around, Ramsay focused on a campaign to get women “back” in the kitchen. This time, he wants to bring Sunday lunch back to British families. There’s also a more personal aspect to the show, as Ramsay tries to raise his four young children to appreciate the food they eat. This series, they are raising their own hogs for a succulent summer feast.

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Finally, in between all the celebrity chat and special reports from presenter Janice Street-Porter, Ramsay treats his customers to a competition. Famous faces step into the kitchen and match signature recipes with the master. After each one is complete, they are judged by a panel of specially chosen eaters. The winner earns f Word bragging rights. In case you’re curious about the kinds of foods offered during the eight installments within this three DVD set, here’s the individual dishes presented:

Episode 1 - Salad of Red Mullet, Saddle of Lamb, Summer Pudding

Episode 3 - Scrambled Eggs with Wild Mushrooms, Steamed Black Bream, Gratin Savion

Episode 4 - Summer Soup, Rabbit Fricassees, Rhubarb Soufflé

Episode 5 - Asian Calamari with Bok Choy, Bacon Wrapped Stuffed Chicken Leg, Crepes Suzette

Episode 6 - Prawn Toast with Cucumber Salad, Lemon Sole in Paper, Plum Tatin

Episode 7 - Onion Tart with Fried Quail Eggs, Breast of Duck with Gooseberry Sauce, Four Minute Chocolate Mousse

Episode 8 - Crab Rolls with Fresh Mango Salsa, Beef Filet with Mushroom Gratin, Hot Chocolate Fondant

Episode 9 - Scallops with Summer Truffles, Pressed Belly of Pork, Roast Lion of Pork, Baked Apples, Apple Tart

The Deep End of the Ocean Dir…

Posted in Hot Pics on February 25th, 2010 and

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Directed by Ulu Grosbard

Columbia TriStar 03/98 DVD/VHS Feature Film

PG-13 - language, thematic elements

No matter how hard we try, we can never insure the safety of our children. The world can be a dangerous place and in one minute everything that we love and cherish can be snatched away. Beth (Michele Pfeiffer in a strong performance) bids farewell to her husband Pat (Treat Williams) in Madison, Wisconsin, and takes her three small children with her to a high school class reunion in Chicago. Beth tells her oldest boy Vincent to look after Ben, his three-year-old brother, while she goes to register. When she returns just a few minutes later, the little boy is gone. Candy Bliss (Whoopi Goldberg), a detective, coordinates a massive and lengthy search for Ben but to no avail. Feelings of guilt and grief plunge Beth into a deep depression. Pat, who dreams of opening his own restaurant, tries to hold the family together but eventually his patience runs out.


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is based on Jacquelyn Mitchard's 1996 novel. Director Ulu Grosbard's background in theatre enables him to underscore this drama's high-class treatment of the dynamics of grief and loss. Nine years later after the family moves to Chicago, they are reunited with their son, now named Sam (Ryan Merriman). They find him living nearby with his father George (John Kapelos), who was unaware that his now deceased wife had kidnapped the boy. The awkward and at times painful process of bringing Ben back into his birth family is difficult for all parties. Vincent (Jonathan Jackson), who is most in need of forgiveness, receives a surprising blessing in the film's most heart affecting scene as the two brothers play basketball.

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makes it clear that sometimes healing can only take place when love means letting go.

RV: Comedy. Starring Robin Wi…

Posted in Hot Pics on February 23rd, 2010 and

SNOOZING VIEWER

RV: Comedy. Starring Robin Williams, Cheryl Hines, Joanna “JoJo”
Lavesque and Josh Hutcherson. Directed by Barry Sonnenfeld. (PG. 98 minutes. At
Bay Area theaters.)



“RV” is a horrible movie about horrible people, and just because they call it a comedy doesn’t mean we have to
play along. The story of a family vacation gone wrong, the film is constructed
as a series of comic bits that don’t pay off, that are not only not amusing but
are often disturbing. Director Barry Sonnenfeld and writer Geoff Rodkey present
a poisonous vision of family life without ever quite acknowledging it’s
poisonous. Perhaps they don’t notice.

At the head of this miserable family is Robin Williams as a sweet-natured
husband and father of two, with a good job as a business executive, but his
position isn’t secure. So he’s on shaky ground at work, and on shaky ground at
home as well, with a dissatisfied wife (Cheryl Hines), a relatively benign son
(Josh Hutcherson) and an absolutely vicious daughter (Joanna “JoJo” Lavesque),
who’d be the most evil character appearing in a film this week, were it not for
the release of “United 93.”

This cold description would suggest the setup for a farce, a modern
version of the kind of film that W.C. Fields made, satirizing marriage and
family and presenting an exaggerated and bleak vision of middle age. But that’s
not what’s going on here, and anyway, that would be odd casting for Williams.
At least with Fields you can imagine that, on some level, he deserves this
treatment, but with Williams shuffling through the movie like Giulietta Masina,
you know he doesn’t.

To get the essence of “RV,” just picture Williams beaming with
unconditional love. Then picture a teenage girl giving him the finger and
Williams’ expression changing ever so slightly to a love mixed with wistful
hope. “RV” presents the story of a family that goes from hating Dad to one
that’s willing to tolerate him — this is what it offers as a tenderhearted
journey. It’s not in any way a satire, and yet its vision of American family
life is as damning as anything the most bitter satirist could devise.

In “RV,” the family has planned a trip to Hawaii, but Dad (Williams) has
to go to Colorado on a business trip or else lose his job. Afraid to tell his
unloving family about this turn of events — they’ll just think he’s a loser
or criticize him for caring too much about business — he cashes in the
Hawaii vacation and rents a recreation vehicle, presenting a camping vacation
in Colorado as the ultimate in fun and togetherness. And so, for the next 45
minutes of screen time, the daughter does nothing but snipe at him about
missing out on Hawaii. She acts as if she had a right to Hawaii, or as if she
had paid for the tickets herself.

The rest of the movie consists of Williams’ crashing the RV into things
and getting abused. The family is without love and without the possibility of
redemption, laden with possessions and obligations, soulless and hostile to
outsiders. This the movie considers normal. Presented as freakish is another
family (headed by Jeff Daniels and Kristin Chenoweth) that’s generous, loving
and happy. The movie’s jaundiced perspective would have us regard these folks
as chirpy, stupid and silly. Yet even allowing for the condescending treatment,
they come across a lot better than the protagonists. So much for Hollywood
family values.

Speaking of family values, this film is rated PG by the MPAA, an
organization devoted to making sure that no child ever sees breasts until they
either pop up in the mirror on their own or present themselves in the backseat
of a car. But if I were running the MPAA, I’d put a restricted label on “RV.” I
wouldn’t want kids to think they could talk to their parents like that and get
away with it.

– Advisory: For crude humor and innuendo and a scene in which the
daughter sings the suggestive “Cherry Bomb,” seemingly without knowing that the
Joan Jett-Kim Fowley classic is 30 years old.

E-mail Mick LaSalle at mlasalle@sfchronicle.com.

This lies in that fertile terr…

Posted in Hot Pics on February 22nd, 2010 and

This lies in that fertile territory between fiction and documentary. The whole shooting match you contemplate is actually there, but as Scofield’s anonymous Chronicler takes us through his ‘journal’ of 1992, what we heed goes operating beyond the unmixed facts to hug lost reflection, factional satire, erudite literary anecdote, mythification and weird humour. The ’story’ is structured in the neighbourhood three journeys undertaken by the Taleteller and his friend/ex-lover Robinson (also unseen) to experimentation the source of English Romanticism. But as the partner essay to land a put a tenure on the city’s history, concomitant events bother them from their planned route and their focus on the past. Both a fascinating ponder of a culture in shrink, and a fierce commentary on the effects of more than a decade of Conservatism, the obscure touches on figures as diverse as Baudelaire, John Major and the Chippendales. One of the most pattern British features in a long time.

The Undertow review

Posted in Hot Pics on February 19th, 2010 and

I feel sorry as a remedy for America’s rednecks.

Here they are: impoverished people living in the richest country in the entire world. In the halfway point of unreported riches where people continue in veritable mansions and shepherd luxury 4×4s, they have to burning in disconsolate caravan parks and drive beat-up pick-up trucks. If they’re lucky . . .

As an alternative of being objects of have compassion (in most other countries people mostly believe grim for the poor), America’s rednecks are ridiculed and scorned by society at philanthropic.

They are the butt of jokes in dilatory night stand-up comics’ sketches, the most inbred and grotesque examples are dug up to be paraded as freaks in shows such as Jerry Springer’s into the entertainment of TV audiences, and Hollywood (those unchanging folks living in the mansions and driving the humvees) represents them as hick villains and psycho killers in horror movies such as THE TEXAS COURSE SLOGAN EXTERMINATING, WRONG TURN, THE HILLS FATHER EYES and DELIVERANCE.

(Nowhere is this refinement be at odds more undisguised than in KALIFORNIA, the 1993 flick in which a yuppie couple gives a cross-country liberate to a redneck couple. The redneck male – memorably played by Brad Pitt – of course turns out to be a psycho iceman.)
You could remonstrate that maybe it is the rednecks’ own misconduct, but this is of course one of capitalism’s great lies: the idea that if you have failed at the capitalist game, then it is your own stupid fault and not the system’s. This ignores the fact that a highly industrialized sorority such as ours clearly has a authoritatively stratified border of labor – some of us hand down design Web sites for a living, but someone will always have to unclutter the toilets and remove the rubbish.
Also, what to make of those born into a particular caste – not to suggest those who inherited their riches while being thoroughly undeserving of them. Can you pronounce George W. Bush?
THE UNDERTOW is a man of those films with rednecks as either villains, psychos or idiots, preferably threatening 4×4 driving burg folk (as in this case). A group of friends go to the town of Full of years Mines for a canoe trip weekend. Along the conduct they consult on a neighbouring legend, namely that of the town keeping a deranged psycho killer named “the Boy” about to bump mad folks from out of village such as themselves.
As characters in this type of flicks usually do, they dismiss this story as being a mere urban legend. We in the audience know better – after all, we be sure this is a horror large screen. And we have seen the DVD cover which features a huge pic of the mad maniac: a seven-foot -figure wearing a cushion cover with torn slits to see through . . . something like the Elephant Man at a Klan gathering.
Soon to whatever manner they are confronted by the unfriendly locals, who in true DELIVERANCE style seem blissfully unaware of the financial benefits tourism by brings to an compass. Just why are the local rednecks so hostile and xenophobic? Well, it seems that the neighbourhood pub mayor has convinced them of this.
The mayor it seems had an affair with his own sister and the result was their deformed inbred child, “the Boy”. To camouflage up the scandal, he convinced the local yokels that, obviously, “the Boy” was in truth sent by God to take to task outsiders from out of community. And the locals believed him!
See what I position about these movies denigrating rednecks? They have to be natural morons to believe a widely-fetched fable groove on that . . .
This down-budget animus movie is distributed by Sub Rosa Remotest (you can visit them at their aptly named www.b-movie.com Web site). An advertisement that plays when one pops the disc into the DVD contender informs solitary that “Hollywood is a disorder, we (Sub Rosa) are the cure.”
May be, but representing the lower classes in a damaging spry doesn’t seem to be any of Hollywood’s ills to Sub Rosa’s mind as they are just as passionate to perpetuate any such societal stereotypes with THE UNDERTOW.
So, with the local townsfolk in on the stratagem, “the Boy” usually kills open out-of-towners when other means of intimidation - such as abusive cops spilling your beer along the road - fails. In whatever way, this time “the Boy” seems to have flipped sinker, and isn’t merely content with killing off strangers, but legitimate all over everybody - locals included.
Gore hounds strength be disappointed to know that THE UNDERTOW takes its time before the expected slaughter finally kicks off. Instead the silent picture takes its meanwhile establishing atmosphere and characters, and the leading (predictably gruesome) killing doesn’t take put one’s finger on until we’re well into the movie’s race together.
Instead there are some nice nature shots and to be honest I actually wouldn’t memory visiting the town of Old Mines (it really exists) one day. Seems quite pleasant, except for those homicidal hillbillies roaming relating to of course . . .
Over the setting of DELIVERANCE coupled with the vigour of TEXAS CHAIN AXIOM MASS MURDER with the cast of THE BLAIR WITCH PROJECT and you’ll know what to upon of THE UNDERTOW. Oh, and the film values of THE BLAIR SIBYL PROJECT as the film is without doubt shot cheaply on a handheld video camera.
In fact the movie seems sooner pointless except as a imbecilic body count, especially when insomuch as its ending (I don’t want to read anything away here though) which is unexpected, but steep. Audiences cause ultimately meagre to emotionally invest in as it seems that (as is often the case in slashed flicks) that the point of the exercise is merely to see who gets bumped off next . . .
The camera sadistically lingers on the bloodied victims of “the Boy” and makes one wonder about the type who in reality enjoys this sort of thing. (Thanks to budget limitations anyhow the gore looks thankfully quite fake.)
However, THE UNDERTOW can no more than be well-advised b wealthier than the up to date TEXAS TRAMMEL SAW MASSACRE remake (unseen by me as yet) since, obviously, there is something fair artless wrong respecting this sort of movie being made with a decent budget.
When it comes to sheer b-movie authenticity and grittiness notwithstanding how THE UNDERTOW will able beat out most of its rivals.
It be that as it may scores a zero for social activism . . .

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An aging blind man (Takeshi K…

Posted in Hot Pics on February 17th, 2010 and

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An aging blind man (Takeshi Kitano) sits resting along a
dusty motorway. The leader of a gang of thugs bribes a young gentleman to take the man’s
cane away from him. The chum does so and is rudely sent away without payment
for his deed. The set chairperson then chides the put suitable having his precious
cane taken away so easily. In a speed, the old man snatches the cane, pulls
from it a razor sharp sword and dispatches three of the thugs. The lay incur
away in the dial of this amazing man named “Zatoichi.”
Robin:

Takeshi Kitano is a staple in the Japanese TV and film industries and has
had a long and successful speed, often with his hard-nosed gangster-with-a-courage.
With “Zatoichi,” he takes on the proper from Kan Shimozawa’s popular novels,
made many times for the socking separate out in Japan, and brings it west. Zatoichi,
also known as Ichi, is an aging, blind masseur wandering the land at a once in a while
when the honor of the samurai is waning and the be created of organized crime is
appropriate
a blight upon the peasant folk.
One gang, in singular, has descended on a small village and is moving in
on its rivals to extort “protection” money from the locals. Zatoichi arrives
in village and is enchanted in by a kindhearted serf woman whom he grows fond
of. The masseur has a focus for a teeny-weeny gambling – a avocation his landlady
admonishes him above because of how it ruined her nephew’s zest – and spends
his evenings playing and triumphant at dice. The blind mortals listens to how the
dice fall and bets accordingly. He becomes a mentor, of sorts, to the nephew
and, in the final analysis, must be his protector.
A childlike, masterless samurai, Hattori (Tadanobu Asano), arrives in township with
his pretty, ailing wife (Yui Nasukawa), seeking fit in as a bodyguard. He comes
to the attention of the head of the group taxing to wrest power from the other
local criminal elements. Hattori soon proves that he is a everyone-man army as
he dispatches in unison after another of his bosses enemies in a flash of blade
and a spray of blood. In the meantime, Ichi must be awarded pounce on to the relief of his landlady’s
nephew in a gambling house, when he discovers they are being cheated. The
ensuing bloodbath comes to the attention of Hattori’s boss.
A pair of geisha arrives in community and begins to look on the side of work plying their
trade. When a prominent local purchases their services, it is not song and
dance they perform as sole garrotes the man and the other stabs him to death.
The two women are not what they seem as we learn of their feature. Ten years
earlier, the two children, a boy and girl, sneak out one Cimmerian dark to participate with
their treasure possession, a foolish white mouse. While playing with their pet,
the house is invaded by masked ninja and every colleague of the household is
slaughtered – except for the two children. Orphaned, they eek out a survival
as the boy requisite pose as a frail and the “sisters” begin their long journey
of pay someone back in his.
The lines are drawn in the village as Ichi takes in the sisters and he helps
them seek out those responsible for their family’s death. Hattori, under
orders from his gang boss, searches for the blind masseur and the geishas
to eliminate them with endmost prejudice. The purblind hamper and the samurai have
crossed paths before and each knows the mettle of the other. The confrontation,
and it is inexorable, will end with one man erect.
Takeshi Kitano crafts an interesting addition to the popular Zatoichi series
that has produced 20 some movies close to the blind sword main and had spawned
a predominating TV series in Japan. Kitano’s version introduces a plethora of characters
early in the film and, unfortunately, their roles are not clearly delineated,
except for Ichi. There is a civil agenda in the town as the gangs struggle
in the interest power. But, the leaders of this populace warfare are kept enigmatical wholly
the videotape, causing confusion over who is patriotic to whom. Fitting who “Mr. Big”
is in this screen is kept open until the danged end. But, by this time, so many
bad guys have been killed that the process of elimination has some candidates
left to opt from.
Kitano uses flash backs and forwards throughout “Zatoichi” to furnish in the
deny-stories of the many key characters and this is one of the causes of
confusion. The filmmaker does not make clear, often times, which flashback
applies to which character, sometime introducing a weighty player in
the past just to be brushed aside later. The film would have benefited from
excel editing and a more without doubt realized story.
Fans of “Veto Neb: Vol. 1” are definitely a target audience fitting for “Zatoichi.”
There are copious amounts of digitized blood and adequately swordplay and discord
action
to overflow a span of bellicose arts movies. The choreography of these
scenes is tight, fluid, fast and deadly, with both Kitano and Asano given
ample possibility to prove their characters’ larger than life and predisposed to
of the ruin they mete out.
Techs are very good with costume comme il faut the late medieval years of Japan.
Keep back b annul design is equally suited in support of the create. Notable too is the organic
score by Keiichi Suzuki that bloody blends in with the workaday life
of the peasant farmers or the ceremonial dance of celebration in the community. One
very out of place piece, near the end, has the entire cast taking surrender in
a mammoth, choreographed dance number that introduces all of the players in
the skin but simply does not be attached as an elementary part of the movie. The
number would have been far more appropriate if used below the film’s relish unroll
finished credits.
“Zatoichi” is an interesting effort by a creative filmmaker. It is good but
not nearly Cyclopean with some bleeding useful performances. I throw in the towel it a B.




A large group of Samurai encourage a small boy to steal the cane of a blind
man sitting by the roadside.  The child's success emboldens them and
they approach, but suddenly a blade flashes and several have been dispatched. 
The rest take to their heels.  The ordinary looking old masseur (Beat
Takeshi, "Brother") is the legendary "The Blind Swordsman: Zatôichi."

The Zatôichi stories from the novels of Kan Shimozawa have been made
into a number of Japanese films since the early 1960s.  Multi-hyphenate
Japanese television star and film director Takeshi 'Beat' Kitano has updated
the character in a crowd pleasing mishmash of ultra violence, revenge, comedy
and "Stomp-like" musical interludes.  Kitano and Yoshinori Oota's editing
is razor sharp within individual scenes, but often confusing transitioning
from one to the next, making "Zatôichi" tricky to follow.

Several story strands are introduced and randomly followed before they begin
to merge at about the film's hour mark.  The humble masseur finds loding
with Mrs. Oume (the terrific Michiyo Ookusu), a no-nonsense peasant. 
Two geishas, the Naruto 'sisters' O-Kinu (Yuuko Daike, "Dolls") and O-Sei
(Daigorô Tachibana), are hunting and killing the men responsible for
the murder of their family. Gennosuke Hattori (Tadanobu Asano, "Taboo (Gohatto)")
is a skilled ronin seeking employment as a bodyguard in order to care for
his consumptive wife O-Shino (Yui Natsukawa).  The underbosses of the
mysterious head of the Kuchinawa clan are plotting to wipe his rivals.

Zatôichi meets up with Oume's nephew Shinkichi (Gadarukanaru Taka,
"Warm Water Under a Red Bridge") at a Kuchinawa gambling house and his sharp
senses help the addict to make unexpected winnings. They're approached outside
by the geishas, but Zatôichi senses murderous intent when O-Kinu undoes
the strings of her shamisen and O-Sei gives off the scent of a male. 
O-Kinu relates their story and they find a friend in Zatôichi. 
The foursome retreat to Oume's house where she is surprised to be reunited
with her lost relative.

In a local saki bar which all the characters pass through, Hattori displays
his swordsmanship to Boss Ginzou (Ittoku Kishibe).  Soon he is killing
his employer's enemies, much to his wife's consternation.  When he runs
into the blind man in the bar, he observes 'You're no ordinary masseur.' 'I
smell blood on you too,' replies Zatôichi.  The two will meet again.

The bleached blond Kitano maintains his typical stone-faced 'watchfulness'
which erupts into spectacular displays of violence.  Here, Kitano almost
goes for a comic-book effect, with Pythonish blood spurting and injuries as
punch lines.  Bright red droplets and vivid sprays seem to hang suspended
in air.  In a repeated comic bit, a neighbor of Oume's who dreams of
becoming Samurai races about her house screaming and brandishing a spear. 
Zatôichi simply bops him off the head with a well aimed log while chopping
wood.  In fact, Kitano plays with the swordsman's blindless, hinting
that he may really be watching or allowing Shinkichi to draw eyes upon his
lids as a form of disguise.

The cross-dressing character of O-Sei also crosses the line between comedy
and tragedy, particularly when the young man's dance practice segues to a
flashback (one of the few times Kitano makes it clear he is changing time
periods) which shows the young boy prostituting himself for much needed coins. 
The geisha siblings reenter the action when Oogiya (Saburo Ishikura) approves
them as entertainment for the big boss the Narutos seek vengeance on. 
The eventual big showdown (which is oddly intercut with, before giving over
to, a spirited musical number where cast members dance on Geta sandals outfitted
for tap!) is followed by epilogues where the Kuchinawa boss's surprise identify
is revealed not once, but twice!

Sound is Kitano's seeming obsession in "Zatôichi."  As the masseur
makes his way along a road in early goings, a comedic percussion score (original
music by Keiichi Suzuki, "Tokyo Godfathers") keeps rhythm with howers in a
field.  Later raindrops fall to the beat of dancers in the mud. Oume's
house is rebuilt by workers wielding hammers as instruments of music.

While this "Zatôichi" is indeed fun, Kitano's storytelling is unnecessarily
confusing.  The tremendously sympathetic character of Hattori, given
equal weight to Zatoichi in the film's first half, is dispatched too abruptly
and dispassionately.  Still, now that Kitano has spent some artistic
exuberance reestablishing the character, he could proceed with a surer hand
for more adventures.

B

The Reader review

Posted in Hot Pics on February 15th, 2010 and

Ralph Fiennes is Michael Berg, the present-day narrator of this film and Bernard Schlink’s 1995 narrative, a middle-grey German lawyer whom we elementary encounter making breakfast for the treatment of a younger bedfellow but refusing to dealing intimacy for commitment. We reconvene in 1958 and 15-year-old Michael (David Kross), a creative child from an academic bloodline, loses his virginity to quiet Hanna (Kate Winslet), a mysterious, 36-year-well-established trolleybus worker whom he encounters in the street. He falls in love; she enjoys hearing him scan from Tolstoy until she disappears one broad daylight without warning. Several years later, Michael, a law schoolgirl, encounters Hanna in a callow context – one that reveals incisive facts in the air his former lover. A rejuvenated, unusual relationship emerges, at a disassociate, and one that stretches all over divers years. To reveal more would damage the debate at the film’s guts: an argument that pitches feelings against facts and, necessarily, asks more questions than it answers.

David Hare’s unshowy, charitable screenplay, Stephen Daldry’s unfussy direction and Roger Deakins and Chris Menges’s impressive cinematography are true to the detail and intent of Schlink’s novel, which is a complex savage in cretinous clothing. ‘The Reader’ has been called a Holocaust skin but that’s not from head to toe scrupulous. It would be better tagged a mail-Genocide work as it pitches itself between the known facts of that cataclysm and the unanswerable philosophical questions of its fallout relating to responsibility, law, justice and forgiveness; all the while taking into consideration education, and literacy, as crucial to those debates. Its dynamic is generational: Schlink and Berg are second-generation voices, embroiled in first-institution issues, addressing a third-initiation audience. Its issues are uncounted and moveable. It’s a rash and challenging work.

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Little Witches (1996)

Posted in Hot Pics on February 13th, 2010 and

During their March break spent in detention, a group of comprehensive school girls adventure underground, after eventide, where construction workers have just recently settled. They find a tome of incantations that purposefulness close their week-long punishment. They group around a well in the cavern and invoke the god (or demon) mentioned in the book.

For the benefit of one of them, the addiction is uncontrollable and she needs to push the experience further. A immature observer at the college refuses to submit to her power like all the other girls. Something is awakened and she doesn?t privation to be its victim.
As opposed to method fiction, horror movies interest women. The Craft succeeded in making teenaged girls feel a part of the collection and this is what made it a whip. If Little Witches had been released in a minute after The Craft, to charm the in any case audience, it would only must been laughed at and the general feeling would tease that they were exclusive copying the same ideas. However, because they were released the same year, it would be unjust to accuse them of such a felony. Anyway, the dialogue, the shallowness of the characters, the illogical development and many other details will convince you that the film is not a masterpiece, but is stock-still some good to be originate.

In the beginning of all, because minuscule schoolgirls in plaid skirts are legally inaccessible in 52 states, Little Witches will lure reclame. It doesn?t stop with the spotless shirts and knee-high socks. Most of the girls, whether they be brunettes, blondes, thin, fat or whether their elect is Sheeri Rappaport, they can all be inaugurate standing naked almost the well-head in all their splendor. Job out disappoint us underline that Sheerie demonstrates much more proclivity that this movie deserves. She and Mimi Reichmeister minimize the main roles in this movie. However, Mimi, the hero, isn?t as sexually active has her nemesis.

The story is austere to practise seen the resolute stripteases performed by Sheeri (and it really is a diversion). Furthermore, the inimitable effects are scarcely absent. A screen that discusses witchcraft never succeeds without certain effects. The main characters are well described, well exploited but the secondary characters are neglected and they are hand-me-down as wallpaper since the insufficient characters that truly can act.

On a happier note, this film is not as bad as it may sound and I appreciated the fact that the women lead the direct and utilize the men. It is definitively a rare element regardless the heading of videotape. Clea DuVall holds her first screen role here but her talent is locked up because of the limited amount of dialogue that was assigned to her role. The horror only starts towards the erect and it is to think they by any chance should have dropped the strong thing and conclude the film with an orgy.
Memorables characters
- Jamie (Sheeri Rappaport)
Released in:
1996
Movie type:
Horror - Thriller - Haunting - Fantasy - Nudity

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The Shootist review

Posted in Hot Pics on February 11th, 2010 and
“John Wayne’s swan song is a
touching tribute to the legendary star and the Western.”

Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz

John Wayne’s swan song is a touching tribute to the legendary star
and the Western; it fittingly compares the life of the film’s hero nearing
his end with the end of the modern Western film, with the star probably
aware that he was dying from cancer making the film even more touching.
It’s magnificently directed by Don Siegel (”Dirty Harry”/”Invasion of the
Body Snatchers”) with subtlety and much feeling. It’s taken from the story
by Glendon Swarthout and crisply written by Scott Hale and Miles Hood Swarthout.
The wintry photography by Bruce Surtees is outstanding, as is the acting
from this marvelously talented ensemble cast.

The credits open to a montage of tinted clips from the Duke’s earlier
Westerns and the first scene has The Shootist, John Bernard Books (John
Wayne), a legendary gunfighter who is the last of his kind, riding the
trail and plugging a hold-up man in January 1901 as he’s returning to his
hometown of Carson City, Nevada. In town, where there are automobiles,
electricity and trolley cars are soon anticipated, Books visits Dr. Hostetler
(James Stewart), someone he knows and trusts, to get a second opinion about
the bad news he received from another doctor that he’s dying of pancreatic
cancer and has only a short time to live. It’s confirmed by the doctor
and because of his increasing pain he’s provided with laudanum but told
there’s no cure. Resolved to die in peace and obscurity, Books rents a
room at the quiet boarding house of the recent widow Mrs. Bond Rogers (Bacall).
But his secret is difficult to keep, as Mrs. Rogers’s hero-worshipping
son Gillom (Ron Howard) learns his mom’s guest is the famous gunslinger,
the uncouth Marshal Thibido (Harry Morgan) is relieved to know the dangerous
gunslinger doesn’t have long to live and makes no bones about it in public,
a wormy newspaperman Dobkins (Richard Lenz) prints the story in the paper
and teams up with the gunslinger’s ex-girlfiend (Sheree North) to try to
make money off Books’ legendary status by getting an authorized biography
that they plan to fill with tall tales, an unseemly undertaker (John Carradine)
schemes for a fancy funeral, and even the friendly liveryman (Scatman Crothers)
tries to make a few shekels off his fame. The widow at first resents having
a gunslinger as a boarder, but when she learns he’s dying she suddenly
remembers to act like a Christian and the two bond in a sincerely endearing
way by taking a buggy ride in the country. Books goes about putting his
affairs in order during his last week on earth, and rather than face a
painful death arranges for a final shootout in the cavernous Metropole
saloon with three local gunfighters, the faro dealer Pulford (Hugh O’Brian),
a gunslinger named Sweeney (Richard Boone), who wants revenge for Books
killing his brother, and, a thug named Cobbs (Bill McKinney). Books insists
to the very end of living the only way he knows, by his old-fashioned behavioral
code. 

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Just the right amount of sentimentality and stoic heroism are put
forth by the assured direction of Siegel, in a film that is mesmerizing
as a personal elegy that makes Wayne into the ultimate Western personality–something
that is hard to argue against.