Wednesday, September 16, 2009

To Guelph!

I'm off to the hometown tomorrow. I'm sure Proustian reveries set off by farmer's market bacon, or at least beer illicitly drank in the basement, are not far off.

At least I usually get some decent thrift store finds.

Until then, don't give into whatever secret Twilight lusts you've been harboring and see Little Ashes. Unless if you have an ass of STEEL because this thing is long. I would give it a longer autopsy (hero worship of Garcia Lorca? episodic nature? NOT ENOUGH NAKED PATTINSON?!?) but I think I already spent long enough on the movie.

Remember folks, just say no to the pretty.

2 comments:

mirah said...

The really bad thing about it was that the actor who played Garcia Lorca gave a pretty good, nuanced performance that was totally overshadowed by the exceptionally bad filmmaking.

Protagitron said...

What, you didn't like the "montage" button the director seemed to hit at random? Pshaw.