I am currently writing from Panera, where I am trying to finish my two short writing pieces due tomorrow. I am also trying to keep up my motivation to drive to Film Streams to catch The Diving Bell and the Butterfly tonight at 7 pm. It's the last day it's there and I really want to see it on the big screen. It is FREEZING and windy out, the type of weather that really pushes you to go home, curl up with hot chocolate and watch a movie or read a book (or play Rock Band).
I saw There Will Be Blood last week, another one I was intent on catching in the theater. My reaction to that film could be summed up as frustration. First of all there was a group of teenagers that decided to do all of their social catching up during the film. I moved twice during the movie, standing up and staring at them in the back row both times, but could still hear them. I was seriously close to walking up to them and asking them why they even came in the first place. I played it over a few times in my head, getting down what exactly I would say (during the film), but didn't do it. So, suffice to say it was a less than pleasurable experience that was only magnified by the last third (or perhaps half) of the film. I could write a very long passage on the film, but I will refrain for the time being (mostly because of my current time constraints and large amount of work I have to get done).
I also recently watched 2 Days in Paris, which was overall a pretty good and enjoyable movie, despite its flaws and the annoying habits of the characters.
I finished Extras Season 1 Disc 2. That show is funny. I love the two main characters. I loved Patrick Stewart's screenplay pitch.
Up next (all of which I currently have rented): The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford, La Vie en Rose and Interview (which I've had for weeks now and have still not watched), and of course finishing Gilmore Season 7.
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Well, I loved "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" so much. Hopefully you will see it tonight.
Erin and I JUST FINISHED "La Vie en Rose" seriously 2 seconds ago. Man, Edith Piaf has a depressing life.
Yeah, amen to that Jamie. Her life makes you want to say "Johnny Cash, stop trying to make your life seem awful" or "Ray Charles, get over being blind." They need to stop trying because Edith Piaf's life takes the cake for most depressing biopic.
I loved Diving Bell too. I couldn't watch all of the eye-sewing part though. I thought the cinematography and color palette of the film was really great.
I'll let you know when I watch La Vie en Rose. Depressing movies are hard to start at 2 am, so I find myself relying on the feel-good, comforting atmosphere of Gilmore.
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