"You’re such a tease!"
Kristen Bell & Jason Dohring re-enacting the ‘epic’ LoVe scene from ep 2.20 (x)
Two freshmen girls are moving into their dorm room together. One of them’s from Georgia, one of them’s from Connecticut. Girl from Connecticut’s helping her mother put up curtains. Girl from Georgia turns to them and says, “Hi, where y’all from?” Girl from Connecticut says, “We’re from a place where we know not to end a sentence with a preposition.” Girl from Georgia says, “Oh, beg my pardon. Where y’all from… cunt?”
Leonardo DiCaprio by Yu Tsai for Variety, February 11th 2014
A long time ago, we used to be friends with a whip-smart teen sleuth named Veronica Mars. Now, thanks to a historic Kickstarter campaign, Mars is back in Neptune — this time on the big screen. And we’ve got all the scoop on her big return.
Required viewing for all students attending the Institute of Flawless Divas.
I’ve been waiting for this Oldboy remake with both dread and a little bit of intrigue ever since I heard that it was in the works. My first thought after learning it was being made was why in the hell would a talented director like Spike Lee dare touch such a classic film? I was obsessed with Summer of Sam (thanks in part to Adrien Brody looking hot as a punk) at one time, so there is no need to inform me of Lee’s skill. But even the most skillful filmmaker would have problems trying to re-imagine something as essential as Park Chan-wook’s Oldboy, right?
Well, I’m shocked to say this, but Lee’s version, while not great, is better than what I was expecting it to be. Don’t get me wrong, it has plenty of issues and is nowhere near the original, like not even in the same universe as the original, but it’s okay. There are a few changes here and there, which helps freshen it up a bit for the people who have seen Chan-wook’s Oldboy. It also has cute nods to the original. Plus, Josh Brolin and Sharlto Copley make some sexy ass rivals. I spent all of their scenes together wanting them to forget all of the craziness and just get it on. Sigh.
On the negative side, the acting is sometimes painfully wooden. Copley’s overacting is kind of deliciously campy though. Oh, and Lee’s fight scenes are laughable compared to Chan-wook’s. There are a couple of good bits here and there, but most of the choreography is a bit forced. In addition, the film’s oh so crucial twist reveal seems anticlimactic when stacked up next to the original’s.
All in all, If you’re looking for emotional, in-depth storytelling, you should stick with the original Oldboy. But if you’re looking to be entertained on a purely superficial level for a couple of hours, then Spike Lee’s remake is a decent enough pick.
Another party, a year later, I watched her seated on the windowsill sipping her drink, staring moodily down to the street below. I knew that look more and more. She was floating off in her personal daydream, out of contact, gripped by thoughts that could not be pleasant. I went up to her and said softly, “Hey, psst, come back.”
She turned, “I’m going to have sleep troubles again tonight. I get that way now and then.” It was the first time she spoke of this. “I’m thinking it’s a quick way down from here.” I nodded because it was a fact. Silence. She continued. “Who’d know the difference if I went?” I answered, “I would—and all the people in this room who care. They’d hear the crash.”
She laughed. Right then and there we made a pact. If either of us was about to jump, or take the gas, or the rope, or pills, he or she would phone the other. We each committed ourselves to talk the other out of it. We made the pact jokingly, but I believed it. I felt that one day I would get a call. She’d say, “It’s me, I’m on the ledge,” and I’d reply, “You can’t jump today, it’s Lincoln’s birthday,” or something unfunny like that.
- Norman Rosten, Marilyn: An Untold Story
The last six minutes of this week’s True Detective gave me the biggest filmgasm I’ve had since The Wolf of Wall Street. That was some magical Scorsese type shit.