Cannot live in peace

Season # 1 of Fauda. More or less randomly picked it from Netflix and was damn positively surprised. It all is really of the endless feud between Jewish Israelis and Arab Israelis. A war really that is not going to end any time soon. The Israel Police and PLO measuring their dicks and terrorists and paramilitary forces bashing their heads. A grabber from the get-go, gulped down the season of 12 episodes in couple of days.

Rise and rise again until lambs become lions

I think it's pretty good. Fair share of thrills, but lots of feelgood shit as well. And when the times are hard (Covid-19), a good adventure is always a cool getaway to get your mind of things. Royal shitheads act like total cunts in twelfth century England, so there's so much a heroic Robin Longstride can do for common people. Directed by Ridley Scott in 2010.

Appreciation of life

Almost too brilliant. It's melancholic, intelligent and vulgarly funny. The show ponders the misery and absurdity of life, with a healthy dose of laughs - and sadness. A perfect tragicomic feast.

Looking into the abyss

The fighting scenes and all the action bits are choreographed to perfection. To a certain extent it's great, but somewhere along the line all the action becomes excessive. The real story of a kidnapped boy was lost in the smoke of explosions and gun powder.

Never hate your enemies

The Godfather III lacks the fluency of its predecessors. It's quite decent but not on the same ballpark with the I and II which in a way are like the same movie as they look alike and the rhythm and pulse are the same. III is the oddball, a bastard son, doesn't do justice to the legacy.

Dealt with bum cards

Like the Coen brothers apparently pitched it to the lead star Billy Bob Thornton, the story 'It's about a barber who wants to be in the dry-cleaning business'. Nothing more complicating than that. There's also a little murder to story. And more death and accidents. Simple stuff. Fun entertaining low-key crime noir.

Monkeys on juice

Ok, hands down, one of the best TV mini series ever produced. Probably doesn't go down to anyone else beside Swedes and Finns, but that's their problem. It's a satire that strikes straight in core of the truth what happens each day and night in the ferries cruising between those countries. If you are a Finn or a Swede you recognize your friends, relatives and neighbours in it. First you dig and laught at it, but then recognize yourself and feel a cringe of embarrassment. Savagely funny.

If history has taught us anything, it is that you can kill anyone

The Godfather movies (I and II, in particular) are so good that you'd watch them until the end of time. After 3 hours and thensome, you are disappointed because it ended so quickly.

When he crawled out he was a mental wreck

It's kind of funny that I had The Legend of Hell House (1973) movie by the player for months just waiting to be watched and I had the Richard Matheson novel Hell House on the shelf in line to be read for months as well. I didn't connect the dots before. They are the same damn thing. Old school horror of a haunted house that is being investigated by both a scientist and a psychic. It's pretty creepy and atmospheric.

Compensating inferiority feelings

A professor Jonathan Hemlock has retired from killing people for the government. But apparently he's so good at his former profession that they want him to kill again. The one last assignment sends the professor to Eiger Mountain to kill, or 'sanction', a hostile agent. Lots of jovial shit for an espionage thriller, but thankfully it's all good. I had left happy only after seeing the scene where Clint Eastwood and George Kennedy share a moment on top of a mountain.

The instrument of Armageddon

A James Bond movie directed by Lewis Gilbert in 1977, starring Roger Moore as the agent 007, Barbara Bach as the Bond girl Agent XXX, Bernard Lee as Bond's superior (the head of MI6), Desmond Llewelyn as 'Q' (the head of Q division), Lois Maxwell as Miss Moneypenny (MI6 secretary) and Curd Jürgens as Karl Stromberg, the main antagonist, and Richard Kiel as his henchman Jaws. The theme song performed by Carly Simon. British intelligence and Russian KGB are co-operating because both countries have fucking lost their nuclear submarines. Anglo-Soviet co-operation must endure before the warheads are fired.

Million miles from yesterday

Well, I put this on and started drinking whisky (quarter cask Laphroaig and Kavalan single malt). The Dark Knight Rises (2012) is massive. Lots of explosive things going on, so perhaps becoming intoxicated wasn't the smartest thing to do. There's the Catwoman (Anne Hathaway), the antagonist Bane (Tom Hardy), thieves are absorbing Wayne enterprises and breaking into Batman's (Christian Bale) armory, Bruce Wayne going bankrupt, the butler Alfred (Michael Caine) signing off, there's plans destroying Gotham city into ashes, with a neutron bomb!  It's so action-packed that it's almost confusing. I don't blame the whisky.

Time gives character

A family get-together, a wedding, in a beautiful little village in Spain. Despite heavy rain and a power cut, the party after the ceremony is beautiful and joyful. Until one of the guests, Irene, a girl coming all the way from Buenos Aires, Argentina, goes missing. And it's the beginning of a kidnapping thriller. The mom (Penélope Cruz) is distraught, but she and her childhood crush (Javier Bardem) leave no stone unturned finding the girl. Trouble is no-one or everyone, themselves included, is a suspect. Little flawed but a welcome change, thrillers outside Hollywood look somehow much more real.

Time is running out

The state the world is in currently (Covid-19), it's pretty relaxing to watch nature documentaries. It's comforting to know that the climate and the animals in the forest and the fish in the sea feel better when humans suffer. In Luontosinfonia (Nature Symphony) they've used humans as a soundtrack backing up the stellar beauty of Finnish nature with symphonic orchestra and quite a lovely voice by Johanna Kurkela. Although, annoyingly, the music drowns the sounds of nature.

Pink Chuck Norris

Four guys are on a constant morphine trip and wish to continue the habit therefore they decide to rob a bank. However the dudes are morons and constantly pestering each other, so it's no wonder their gig goes sideways. A reasonably funny crime indie from 2009, Timothy Olyphant as the "mastermind" of the heist.