You know that one where’s he that reall cool guy who’s the best at what he does, and then like something bad happens, and he loses it and can’t do it anymore because he’s lost his confidence and his wildness?
Oh yeah, and then he gets it back, and hooks up with the girl and matures some?
Yeah, that movie. What’s the name?
That’s my favorite.
I kind of liked Castaway, except for the part where Tom Hanks was alone. That part wasn’t good.
What I love about the Highlander movies is that they all fit together like a jigsaw puzzle, and the consistency provides a gestalt greater than the sum of the parts.
While watching Staying Alive I realized how much I miss legwarmes and lycra.
Here’s an incredibly stupid movie comment which pretty much directly contradicts every piece of remotely objective evidence, but which has become accepted as gospel:
Even though you haven’t actually seen the body, go ahead and assume the bad guy is dead. I mean, come on, no one could survive all that and still come back, covered in blood, for one last attempt at revenge, right?
If the news reports say a maniac just escaped from the local asylum, and you’ve just noticed that the butcher knife is missing from the knife rack, and the family dog seems to have gone missing, and SUDDENLY the lights go out… the best thing to do is to go down to the basement alone with a balky flashlight and see if you can’t fix that pesky fusebox.
Father’s Imbecile Girlfriend: I didn’t see Fellowship of the Rings because it was so violent, and I hate violence in movies.
My Wonderful Girlfriend: Well, yeah, it was violent, but the violence felt pretty appropriate. The story is an epic story, sort of like Beowulf.
FIG: I didn’t see that one either.
Me: Beowulf is an ancient poem, Naomi. It’s not a movie.
FIG: Well, I still didn’t see it.
Daniel
PS And to head off you smartasses at the pass: I know there was a direct-to-video movie of Beowulf. I guarandamntee you she is not aware of that fact.
“I saw an action movie the other day, and it had a bomb in it, I think. I couldn’t really tell – it didn’t have a red digital readout. I mean, they said it was a bomb, but it didn’t have a glowing red countdown, so how were we supposed to know for sure?”
I saw this in a movie about a bus that had to speed around the city, keeping its speed over fifty. And if its speed dropped, the bus would explode! I think it was called… “The bus that couldn’t slow down.”