I’m a little pressed for time today my little dance monkeys so we’re going to zoom through this recap like a fifteen turn pirouette. Ready?
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Lauren
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There’s nothing better than getting down to the final moments of a movie and being totally absorbed and invested in what’s playing out on that screen. Watching it unfold becomes a bit like magic. Whether you credit the acting or the storytelling, when you come across a movie ending that is just so good, so breathtaking, or moving, it gives you the same sense of satisfaction as say finding $10 in between sofa cushions, or waking up an hour before your alarm. For a real movie lover it can make shelling out $12 and braving the undulating horde of opening weekend moviegoers worth it. You’ve gotta be careful, though. Every once in a while you’ll come across flammable polyester culottes wrapped in a golden fleece, and you’ll wind up witnessing a certified suckfest.
Take a look at a few movies that have left many of us speechless. Continue reading
I thoroughly enjoy sci-fi. Seriously. Give me action and adventure, throw in some aliens and unspeakable monsters, and I’m a happy woman. I could watch this all day, every day. I could, really. However, there are exceptions to this rule and several instances where I’d like my movies and television to be singular events and not bleed into my actual real life — especially those times when you feel the most vulnerable.
It’s All-Star night and we’re excited. We fully expect the dancing to hit all the right high notes now that we’re down to the top ten. It just better deliver because if not, just what the hell will be on the tour? Pretty much nothing in the last few episodes has been worthy. The lackluster-a-tude this season has been a bit shocking. So let’s hope the All-Stars know how to turn it up a few notches.
Who set the stage ablaze?
I’m a murderer. Yup. I participated in killing off something that I love deeply by owning an e-reader. As Borders, the second largest book seller in the nation, prepares for the liquidation process of selling off its remaining assets this Friday, I can’t help but feel somewhat responsible. If it wasn’t for my need for convenience, my desire to carry not just one book in my handbag but at least three, and the ease with which I can read said book on the subway…Borders might not be going out of business. Yes, I’ve sold my book soul for reading with one hand. Oh, the humanity. Continue reading
I’m beginning to think Steven Soderbergh and Matt Damon have a very Johnny Depp and Tim Burton type of relationship…this is disturbing. No, seriously, they usually work pretty well together and produce decent films, Matt Damon with his steely angst, his smart man’s smart man acting, and Soderbergh’s penchant for getting most every A-list actor in recent memory to sign on for one of his grand sprawling opuses usually dealing with polarizing topics such as drugs, espionage, government secrets, or making Andy Garcia’s veins protrude from his forehead as he runs a casino. Ensembles that come together for one common cause is kind of Soderbergh’s thing. And Contagion is no exception.
Now, I’m sure the love of my two favorite people in all the world, the ridiculous bubble-speaking, national monument crashing, patriotism-blathering, hair monster, Sarah Palin, and her partner in a Bellevue Psych-ward, racist, slavery endorser, homosexuality-fixer, Crazy-Eyes-McGee, Michele Bachmann, is pretty evident, wouldn’t you say? Continue reading
We’re whittling down those numbers in quick fashion. These kids had better bring their A-games or they will be cut, cut, cut. Last night the top ten were announced, the All-Stars are coming, and if you don’t understand the power of hotpants then, well, there’s not much we can do to save you.
Forget everything that happened last night on that dance-a-two-step episode of SYTYCD. It was all just filler…no what we really care about is finally after a million seasons and more dancer sweat to fill all Gaterade Shill Bottles everywhere…our beloved Cat Deeley can finally say, “I’m Emmy nominated!” It’s about damn time.
Okay, now on with the show.
Since the super duper star of television somehow managed to forget to submit his name for contention, we all wondered if the Emmys would cease to exist. Nah. That’ll never happen. We pretty much know what we like on television and what we don’t. One Sheen don’t stop no show. But it’s rare that the nominations ever pull anything really crazy out of their hat anymore…like I dunno, an Emmy nod for The Cape or something insane like that. Oh, ho! The Cape. NBC, you guys are just Gods Among Programming. I tell you, it’s like your first year on the television box. Anyway, I digress…back to the Emmys…it’s mostly what you expect, but perhaps there are a couple WTF’s going around.
Let’s take a look at this morning’s nods.