Funny in that “heh-heh” way, and very well done by everyone. I particularly enjoyed the songs and obvious setting of place and age via character dialogue a la: “You are the best 14 year old son I could ever ask for.” The DVD extras include a funny feature wherein actual famous musicians pretend Dewy Cox is real.
ps. Dan Bern is a songwriter on some of the songs and there are also THREE actors from The Office in this movie.
Okay, so maybe it is a heat ripple, but I’ll take what I can get.
Until today, I was not aware that the McMenamins St Johns Theater & Pub was only cooled with a fan, a disappointing fact, as I was seeking air conditioning. Still, this was a good enough movie, that I didn’t mind sweating in the dark with random people, rather than at home alone. Who knew dragons were so much like kitties?
My motivation for seeing this during our heat wave was the air conditioned theater, so my expectations were pretty low. Perhaps due to that, I was impressed by the Fey/Carell comedy duo, the various predicaments and overall, I quite enjoyed this. At the very end of the credits is one last funny outtake, so if you’ve made it to the credits, keep going.
I left these big so you can click and read them. Get Fuzzy Had a great World Cup week.
I confused this with Blazing Saddles in my mind and spent the first 30 minutes waiting for it to be funny. Once I figured out it was not supposed to be a funny movie, I quite enjoyed this. I’m not much of a fan of westerns, but this is packed full of a lot of good acting.
I’m jealous of Kristen Scott Thomas’ ability to make a French movie where she speaks French like a native–though they did have to throw in a line about her living in England for a long time. The tension in this movie comes from not knowing and the slow reveal keeps you hooked. This movie is also a nice tutorial on middle aged, middle class French fashion, which I found delightful.
By the way, this totally meets the Bechdel standard: Two women? Yes! Who talk to each other? Yes! About something besides a man? Yes!
Cole Porter’s story is ultimately a sad once, a fact which couldn’t be overcome by peppy musical numbers, pretty costumes or good acting. It was fun to hear so many Cole Porter songs, and the aging of the characters was well done. I didn’t love this movie.
I’m willing to bet that 87% of the vomit in public is the result of over consumption of alcohol. So most of you may be too drunk to make a better choice, but could you please pick a better place to throw up than exactly where I stand every morning to wait for the train? Two steps to your right or left would have had you puking either on the tracks, or over the railing.
So next time please aim for the tracks or the street. Thanks.
