The length of this movie kept me from seeing it when it was in the theaters, as well as the massive amounts of CGI used on the actors. However, when I actually watched the film, I was not at all distracted by either of those things. It’s been out long enough that I completely missed–until the last scene–that the hurricane was Katrina.
It was cold and rainy the morning Kelly and I planned to do a Portland City Walk. By the time our walk time came around it had stopped raining and the sun was even shining. So out we set. We did the Buckman/Kerns walk which was fun until it started raining and blowing again. Once the pages of the book were soaked, we cut the walk short and headed for home, dry clothes, grilled cheese and a bad movie. But before that?
Despite the presence of John Cusack, this was not a very fun movie. I didn’t ever attach to any of the characters, so I didn’t much care what happened to any of them. This is one of those movies that I watched so you don’t have to.
Matt had never seen this and while he started the movie heckling, the charms of the holiday staple won him over quickly. By the end, he was a convert. What’s the holiday without this movie?
Funny. The story was funny, the actors were funny and the set design was fantastic. This movie was overlooked but you should get into your time machine and head back to 2006 so you can watch this movie.
*note that all of my pots are blue enamel and my kettle is some sort of silver colored metal. I do have a dutch oven that is black, but for this saying to match my own pots and pans it would have to be “the dutch oven calling the cast iron skillet black.”
This movie was full of things I don’t usually like: foul-mouthed children, infantile adults, and an over-sharing recovering junkie. However, despite all the above elements present and various levels of inappropriateness, I quite enjoyed this. I’m pretty sure this has to do with the fact that it is the-always-fun-to-watch Paul Rudd and Jane Lynch carrying out the inappropriate behavior.
This, despite the solo forearm amputation that you know is coming,* was one of the most uplifting movies I’ve seen this year. James Franco is mesmerizing and the soundtrack is an integral part of the movie. Be sure to watch the credits all the way to the end to read the important statement about legal mountain biking.
*If you can’t hack that scene–and believe me, if I could make it through it, you most likely can–just Google to find out how long it is and then leave the theater for that amount of time.
After the Liza Minnelli cameo is over*, this is an endlessly long and boring move that is incredibly gauche in its excesses. I had plenty of time to think about and feel sorry for Carrie, Charlotte and Miranda all who seem to be desperately clinging to their youth in a way that makes them highly unattractive. Samantha seems to have made some deal with the devil in that she is much older than the others, but yet manages to look much less plastic and also younger.
*seriously, watch until she does her dance number and then turn the movie off. There is nothing here for you.
I bought this green bag back in 1997 with part of my college graduation money. I wanted to buy a leather satchel, but did not have quite enough to fund that purchase. So I settled for this L.L. Bean bag which I carried to my very first full-time job: receptionist at the Somerville office of Motion Industries.
I pressed it back into service this year when my new bag (which I knew I shouldn’t have bought) broke rather quickly, cheap thing.
Though the bag is still good, it is very, very heavy, even without anything in it. There is a metal bar across the top layer that must weigh five pounds. And that is before I pack it with my lunch and newspaper and other accouterments. I’ve just found a new one and I am letting this one go. Farewell, faithful servant.
