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Just like I pinky swore I'd do, I started watching the movies that resulted from the random selection thing I did yesterday (there's still time to participate if you too want to play russian roulette with my eyeballs). I got through two so far.
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celli said asked for Cinemax and C, which since there was no C on the listing stuck me with:
Oh, wow. Date Movie is stupid. And offensive. And stupidly offensive. It's supposed to be a parody of "date movies", but I'm pretty sure I didn't even crack a smile once. Mostly there was this frozen horrified look on my face. So I started thinking about the parody movies of my youth and how hard they made me crack up at the time, the Airplane! movies, Hot Shots, Top Secret etc....and I'm wondering, were they actually as funny as I remember, or was I just really young and stupid at the time and thought they were? I'm a little frightened to hunt them down and find out. Maybe you have to be of a certain age, in a certain mindset to be amused by this sort of thing. Or maybe this one just really, REALLY sucked.
thefourthvine gave me Showtime and I, resulting in
Into the Blue is actually exactly the kind of mindless pretty fluff that I would never watch without prompting, but was feeling nostalgic for when I started this thing, so yay! Y'all, it's really, really pretty. Jessica Alba, in a bikini, diving, with gorgeous underwater shots of schools of fishies and coral and such. There's just no bad there. The plot? Er, there was one, I think? But I fear my moral compass might be broken, because the lesson I took away from the story is not "Drugs are bad." No, I'm pretty sure the important bit is that if you should happen to find a crashed cargo plane filled with cocaine while diving with your moronic best friend, and selling off a few bricks of it is all that stands between you and a multi-million dollar shipwreck, you should grab that shit and get it sold correctly, before said moronic best friend goes off and lands you in the middle of a drug dealer war. You're just going to end up in a heap of trouble anyway, and if you go and take the moral high ground about it, then people get kidnapped, and it all gets way bloodier than it needs to be, and also someone will get eaten by a shark. Oh, that reminds me of the other Very Important Lesson. Don't swim with sharks. In conclusion this movie offered me the line I must somehow find a way of working into casual conversation. "I have information that will kick you in the balls hard enough to make you cough."
celli said asked for Cinemax and C, which since there was no C on the listing stuck me with:Oh, wow. Date Movie is stupid. And offensive. And stupidly offensive. It's supposed to be a parody of "date movies", but I'm pretty sure I didn't even crack a smile once. Mostly there was this frozen horrified look on my face. So I started thinking about the parody movies of my youth and how hard they made me crack up at the time, the Airplane! movies, Hot Shots, Top Secret etc....and I'm wondering, were they actually as funny as I remember, or was I just really young and stupid at the time and thought they were? I'm a little frightened to hunt them down and find out. Maybe you have to be of a certain age, in a certain mindset to be amused by this sort of thing. Or maybe this one just really, REALLY sucked.
thefourthvine gave me Showtime and I, resulting in Into the Blue is actually exactly the kind of mindless pretty fluff that I would never watch without prompting, but was feeling nostalgic for when I started this thing, so yay! Y'all, it's really, really pretty. Jessica Alba, in a bikini, diving, with gorgeous underwater shots of schools of fishies and coral and such. There's just no bad there. The plot? Er, there was one, I think? But I fear my moral compass might be broken, because the lesson I took away from the story is not "Drugs are bad." No, I'm pretty sure the important bit is that if you should happen to find a crashed cargo plane filled with cocaine while diving with your moronic best friend, and selling off a few bricks of it is all that stands between you and a multi-million dollar shipwreck, you should grab that shit and get it sold correctly, before said moronic best friend goes off and lands you in the middle of a drug dealer war. You're just going to end up in a heap of trouble anyway, and if you go and take the moral high ground about it, then people get kidnapped, and it all gets way bloodier than it needs to be, and also someone will get eaten by a shark. Oh, that reminds me of the other Very Important Lesson. Don't swim with sharks. In conclusion this movie offered me the line I must somehow find a way of working into casual conversation. "I have information that will kick you in the balls hard enough to make you cough."
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