Gotta hold on to angst

Still, after 15 odd years, the best heist or crime movie there is. All them cool cats - Pacino, De Niro, Sizemore, Kilmer - in absolute fucken top form.

You are an asshole

Written version of this might be mildly interesting. The movie? Give me a fucking break.

Only in Hollywood

Don’t really bother to voice my opinion over this because I do not really have one.

Beat the Devil's Tattoo

Absolutely spot-on rock’n’roll here. BMRC is easily one of my favourite groups out there and this DVD really fucken blew my socks the fuckaway. Amazing shite.

The place of the skull has become paradise

Somehow I expected more of this, it’s the return of private eyes Patrick McKenzie and Angie Gerraro, plus, their sidekick Bubba, but the novel was surprisingly standard a thriller - nowhere near the magnitude of Lehane’s other works such as Shutter Island or Mystic River.

Hit it only where it hurts

Dozen of convicts go all berserk during WWII. A classic all-star buddy-movie.

Quote of the day

“’It’s like in that movie,’ she said. ‘Which?’ ‘The one with all the aliens who pop out of people’s chests, bleed acid. What was it called?’ ‘Alien,’ I said. ‘Right. They come out of your chest. But what was the movie called?’” 

(a snippet from one of Dennis Lehane's novels)

Leonidas

I've seen this something like five times  - always liked David Mamet’s writing and directing, and Val Kilmer is very underrated as an actor. Spartan isn’t necessarily their best effort, but a whole fucken lot of thrilling fun.

Río helado

A bit from the slow-moving side, but decent drama here with real good acting.

Staatssicherheit

I hope Nicolas Cage ain't doin' a remake of this recent classic.

Update

This week, I've mostly been listening to:

Heathens, bloody heathens

I watched these in a row, started with the original, ended with the remake. It’s funny how they failed with the remake, leaving out all the bits that made the original such a mystical and magical masterpiece and replacing them with wishy-washy nonsense and, quite frankly, bad acting.

Narctic

To quote Carl Hiaasen and Skinny Dip: ”What a tur’ble fucking thing, just tur’ble.” 

Quote of the day

“He glanced out the one-way window to his left. It took him a moment to understand that he knew the woman in the rear seat of the taxi that lay adjacent. She was his wife of twenty-two days, Elise Shifrin, a poet who had right of blood to the famous Shifrin banking fortune of Europe and the world. He coded a word to Torval up front. Then he stepped into the street and tapped on the taxi window. She smiled up at him, surprised. She was in her mid-twenties, with an etched delicacy of feature and large and artless eyes. Her beauty had an element of remoteness. This was intriguing but maybe not. Her head rode slightly forward on a slender length of neck. She had an unexpected laugh, a little weary and experienced, and he liked the way she put a finger to her lips when she wanted to be thoughtful. Her poetry was shit.” 

(Don DeLillo – Cosmopolis)

Boned out

What happened to once-gifted actors Adrian Brody (The Pianist, Summer Of Sam, Thin Red Line), and Forest Whitkaker (Ghost Dog, Bird, Smoke, The Crying Game)? The last few years both of them have added a remarkable amount of shitty movies in their résumés. The Experiment included.

Nanjing! Nanjing!

Based on an unbelievably fucked-up, sickening and horrifying true story. Damn impressive a movie, one of the best I’ve seen this year.

Quote of the day

“I think I'm confused, but I'm not sure!”

(Waj - Four Lions)

Squirters XXX

Don’t quite know what to make of this. Balancing somewhere between black comedy and more serious drama, it was somewhat preposterous and too off-beat at times, and on the other hand not serious enough to give a shit one way or the other.

Bono

Another gripping read to his line of full-on thrillers.

Unbroken

Not Clint Eastwood’s better efforts. In fact, it was surprisingly poorly shot - in particular, the sport sequences were lame.

Quote of the day

“If you’re going to read this, don’t bother. After a couple of pages, you won’t want to be here. So forget it. Go away. Get out while you’re still in one piece. Save yourself. There has to be something better on television. Or since you have so much time in your hands, maybe you could take a night course. Become a doctor. You could make something out of yourself. Treat yourself to a dinner. Color your hair. You’re not getting any younger.”

(Chuck Palahniuk - Choke)

Update

This week, I've mostly been listening to:

Merde

It’s amazing how downright awful movies they’re making these days. This shite of a film was the absolute lowpoint so far. Pity it wasn’t shown in the cinemas because I’d gladly walked out of it.

Quote of the day

"Then she laughed. I laughed back. What a hoot it was in there for thirty seconds or so."

(Dennis Lehane - Prayers For Rain)

Stay clean

Okay now, I bought Motörhead -wine. Fucken love the look of it, absolutely marvelous, so I didn’t mind the price.
Well, of course I minded the price, too fucken expensive, that’s just something some things go sometimes. I don’t know what it costs over there, but over here, it’s overpriced as fuck. The wine, it’s decent, yea, decent, that’s it, maybe a lil less than decent, champagne it ain’t, or cognac, or whiskey. Nevertheless, I was happy to pay the fucken price you know.
This one time at least. Love Motörhead, just listened a whole bunch of it, drank the fucken bottle.

Worse than hundred of flesh-eating fucks

There’s more, but I can’t get my claws upon the next part of the series in near future. A pity. This really is amazing.

Blame it on god

To tell you the truth, this film wasn’t much of an anything. I hoped to like it, and it was kind of sympathetic in its own right, but the former L.A. Law actor Corbin Bernsen didn’t really cut it this time around.

Quote of the day

“Alright, pigskin. But just remember you’re still suspecto numero uno. Every breath you take, every move you make, I’ll be watching you. That’s police talk. Now get out.” 

(Sledge Hammer – Sledgehammer: Big Nazi on Campus)

Goddamn draculablack

Expendables is a decent action film, but let’s face it, despite people like Stallone, Statham, Rourke, Schwarzenegger, Roberts, Willis and Lundgren running all over the place (some less, some more), it’s just mildly interesting. Besides, I think it’s only Mickey Rourke and Eric Roberts here who can call himself as an actor. Expendables also tries to be whole fucken funny at times, inside jokes and what-nots are aplenty, but the jokes aren’t really that funny, they should have left all the funky stuff out of the picture. Action scenes are the film’s strong suit, they’re a bit messy and too long at times, but I wasn’t expecting such brutal and well-executed material.

That's a real shite story

A Neil Jordan movie I expected a whole lot more of. It was alright, somewhat uneventful and downright boring at times, but alright.

Update

This week I've mostly been listening to:

Don't touch the frostbite

I borrowed a whole bunch of movies for the next few days. There are like a dozen newbie films I yet haven’t seen, not that I’ll suffer through them all but nevertheless I fear I’m all lined up for real crap fest. This monstrosity was the first and it was utter waste of time. I’ll leave it at that, enough time’s-a-wastin’. Shitty, awful movie. Next.

Quote of the day

“The night we recorded ‘Silver Machine’ we were all absolutely destroyed on dope. Me and Dikmik especially. When it was time to go on, the two os us were stiff as boards. They put my bass round my neck and literally pushed me on stage. I had to questions: ‘Which direction is the audience?’ and ‘How many paces away are they?’ They told me 10 paces, so I walked toward five and started playing.” 

(Lemmy Kilmister - Uncut 9/07)

Don’t trivialiaze the lake of fire, boy

Still going strong.

Sleep is for dreamers

I don’t know man. I watched this in two parts, because of its length that is, and that ain’t really the right way. Anyhow, I wasn’t into it in many ways - it’s a bit artsy for my liking, it zigzags, swings and sways, all haywire. Or maybe I’m just too fucken stupid, too fucken simple-minded to realize any better. I’m sure the Dylan-enthusiasts do their utmost to pick up the intricate details - the secrets - of the film and succumb to the heart and soul of the whole thing, but I wasn’t quite there. But the film has some good music (if you like Bob Dylan that is), nicely poetic feel and decent acting, so it wasn’t shite all the way through