<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 23 Nov 2009 03:00:42 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>AppsScraps Movie Reviews</title><description></description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>328</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-3628957465193695367</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 22:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T17:05:21.196-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Happening</title><description>Release date: 11 June 2008 (Bahrain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Suffer poor M. Night Shyamalan, who despite trying has not yet been able to give us anything like the great twisty stories in The Sixth Sense and Unbreakable. But like the Energizer Bunny, this overrated director continues to deliver films with the look and to a lesser extent ‘feel’ of these two gems but without their catch-you-off-guard turns. In this one Mark Wahlberg stars as teacher Elliot Moore who with his wife and ragtag collection of others flees over hill and dale towards Harrisburg, staying just ahead of the wind in the willows. And why are we worrying about the wind? Well, seems plants and trees are eking out their revenge on Americans by infecting them so they want to commit suicide just as quickly as possible (rolls eyes). This – ok, let’s say it – dumb movie has &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt; happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating, just to keep my orchid happy and from doing me in, 3 out of 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xb7.xanga.com/2dbf4a76c8432256768732/b204276331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 188px;" src="http://xb7.xanga.com/2dbf4a76c8432256768732/b204276331.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-3628957465193695367?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/happening.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-6963314714753323715</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T17:02:47.405-05:00</atom:updated><title>Normal</title><description>Release date: 2007 (Toronto International Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;(Yawn) This Canadian effort did nothing for me. Directed by Carl Bessai, it takes a sort-of Babel approach giving us three grouped stories that eventually reveal a traffic accident as their connection. Carrie-Anne Moss stars as Catherine, the mother trying desperately to deal with the death of her son in the traffic accident, while her youngest son and husband roam about. Kevin Zeggers stars as Jordie, the paroled lad who had a hand in the accident and Callum Keith Rennie as Walt Braugher, a college teacher with an autistic brother and a love for co-eds, and some connection to the accident. These folks are all trying to be normal, or find normality post-crash. Shot in too many tight frames and with no real connection to any of the characters, the film flounders in its bleak, depressing, and woeful self-indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s abnormal and earns my rating of 2 out of 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x1f.xanga.com/b3af42fa10533257398252/b204823232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 239px;" src="http://x1f.xanga.com/b3af42fa10533257398252/b204823232.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-6963314714753323715?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/normal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-7514794180720860685</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:59:33.928-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Grudge 3</title><description>Release date: 12 May 2009 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Toby Wilkins directs this middling thriller originally conceived by Takashi Shimizu. As is wont with American adaptations of Japanese movies, the fact Americans cannot understand the subtlety of Japan nor its culture, turns these flicks into very basic horrors. They are all style no substance unlike the original which had both style and a depth of substance that was, in itself, hororific. In this latest version, set in a Chicago apartment complex, our creepy little lad returns as a precursor to the arrival of the evil spirit Kayako. Meanwhile Kayako's sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;Naoko (Emi Ikehata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;) heads to Chicago to put an end to the curse once and for all. There she meets Lis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;a (Johanna Brady), her brother Max (Gil McKinney) and their wee charge, the sickly Rose (&lt;/span&gt;Jadie Hobson). Let's just it all ends, um, predictably with plenty of room - sadly - for Grudge 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well filmed in the spirit of the original but poorly acted (Ikehata, aside), Grudge 3 gets my rating of 5 out of 10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x85.xanga.com/dc7f70f546d32257398255/b204823235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 176px;" src="http://x85.xanga.com/dc7f70f546d32257398255/b204823235.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-7514794180720860685?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/grudge-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-7607990733087605542</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:57:28.979-05:00</atom:updated><title>This Is It</title><description>Release date: 28 October 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;irector Kenny Ortega took the hours and hours of film of Michael Jackson preparing for his never-to-be London tour and distills it down to give us a but a glimpse of what may have been Michael’s grand return to King of Popdom. While hindered by its fawning start showing Michael’s dancers ooohhing and aahhhing about Michael, the film does justice to Jackson’s preparations and reveals him to be on top of his game – both physically and vocally – at 50. It demonstrated to this reviewer that despite the media’s panache to portray Michael as a total wonk, when it came to his music, he was a perfectionist and a master in conveying what he wanted us, his fans and audience, to see. It is difficult to rate this film as surely as it was difficult for Mr. Ortega to construct a sense of a concert we’ll never see. Yet despite it all, Michael, his dancing, and his music shine. This Is It is a perfect, if hurried, testament to the world’s greatest pop star. Taken too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 9 out of 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x5a.xanga.com/646f453445432257845194/b205215623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 194px;" src="http://x5a.xanga.com/646f453445432257845194/b205215623.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-7607990733087605542?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-3229250600113122167</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:54:53.305-05:00</atom:updated><title>Gothika</title><description>Release date: 13 November 2003 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;A gothic ghost story set in an insane asylum. The tables are turned when the asylum’s chief psychiatrist, Dr. Miranda Grey (a pre-Monster Halle Berry) sees a ghost on a rainy drive home one night and finds herself a patient in her own asylum. Among the patients, Grey struggles to recount her meeting with the ghost and what message it was trying to convey. Along the way, a dreadful story of kidnapped women brutalized forms with her husband (Charles Dutton) and the local sheriff (John Carroll Lynch) implicated. With the help of fellow patient Chloe, a perfect Penelope Cruz, and Dr. Pete Graham (Robert Downey Jr) Miranda unlocks the true story and faces her own brutal act. Directed by Mathieu Kassovitz, Gothika is a good movie with enough thrills among its twists and turns to make it worth watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 7 out of 10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xff.xanga.com/c23f5b3045433257845192/b205215621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 211px;" src="http://xff.xanga.com/c23f5b3045433257845192/b205215621.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-3229250600113122167?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/gothika.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-1572827773046626092</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:51:51.186-05:00</atom:updated><title>Halloween</title><description>Release date: 25 October 1978 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in 1978 director John Carpenter reinvented the slasher movie with ‘scream queen’ Jamie Lee Curtis starring as Laurie Strode. Donald Pleasence co-stars as Dr. Sam Loomis, the psychiatrist on a mission, searching in the town of Haddonfield, Illinois for his patient, the newly released Michael Myers, who 15 years earlier – as a 6 year old – murdered his sister. Halloween started the genre of the boogeyman-that-never-dies film and is as suspenseful today as ever. Carpenter’s iconic music only adds to the horror and despite its dreadful acting and low budget feel, continues to freak the hell out of any viewer. A perfect movie for Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xd0.xanga.com/b24f413645433257845193/b205215622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 192px;" src="http://xd0.xanga.com/b24f413645433257845193/b205215622.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-1572827773046626092?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-5678867088618540467</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:47:48.034-05:00</atom:updated><title>Les temoins (aka The Witnesses)</title><description>Release date: 12 February 2007 (Berlin International Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by André Téchiné, this wonderful film recounts a year in the life of a small group of friends in 1984 France as the spectre of a new disease appears. When a doctor, Adrien (the very fine Michel Blanc) meets Manu (Johan Libereau), a gay lad from the country living in a brothel with his opera singing sister, and is in turn introduced to Adrien’s good friends – a married couple, Sarah (Emmanuelle Berat) and Medhi (Sami Bouajila) – a gorgeous, perfectly played story of love and loss and regret results. At the couple’s summer cottage, Medhi saves Manu from drowning and from that single act a slow love affair evolves that engulfs the foursome. Told in voiceover after the death of Manu by Medhi’s wife, Sarah, Les temoins draws beautifully real portraits of four carefree souls caught as witnesses at the beginning of a tragedy that still haunts millions of people today. Finer than Philadelphia by a long shot, this film adds a grace, dignity and honesty to what we now know as the AIDS epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="r" face="Arial" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xd2.xanga.com/2c2f573245430257845191/b205215620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 205px;" src="http://xd2.xanga.com/2c2f573245430257845191/b205215620.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-5678867088618540467?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/les-temoins-aka-witnesses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-6198425899911816928</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 21:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T16:42:57.299-05:00</atom:updated><title>X-Files: I Want To Believe</title><description>Release date: 30 July 2008 (London, UK Premier)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Carter, the longtime creative force behind the mega-hit television series, directs this – essentially – 1:40 long television episode that reunites Fox Mulder (David Duchovny) and Dana Scully (Gillian Anderson). The plot is a odd construct involving the disappearance of an FBI agent (hence the need to bring Mulder back into the fold, so to speak), a priest with visions and a pedophilic background (hence the ‘X’-factor and reason for holier-than-thou Scully to get all worked up) and Russians gruesomely harvesting Marylanders for organs (which just is like, huh?). Anyway, it all unfolds with predictability and even as a diehard X-File fan, and with a nod to the subtle tongue-in-cheek humour, it’s just way too schmaltzy and not worth the effort. The fault, I think, of bringing a franchise back far too long after its shelf life had expired. This film certainly gets my X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 3 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x8e.xanga.com/570f673201d35257845189/b205215619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://x8e.xanga.com/570f673201d35257845189/b205215619.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-6198425899911816928?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/11/x-files-i-want-to-believe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-9024788432123589167</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T19:59:53.298-04:00</atom:updated><title>Le Clan (aka Three Dancing Slaves)</title><description>Release date: 15 May 2004 (Cannes Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman Gaël Morel&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; directs this tale of three brothers trying to put the pieces together after the death of their mother. The middle brother, Marc (Nicolas Cazalé) anchors the story. He is a petty criminal at odds with his father (Bruno Lachet) while trying to keep his sensitive younger brother Olivier (Thomas Dumerchez) on the right path until their older brother Christophe (Stéphane Rideau) is released from jail. Le Clan is a family drama with plenty of woe and that classic French movie tendency to film nuance to the point of boredom. Sadly, there is just far too much going on here to develop any interested in anyone. While the cinematography is gorgeous and the story of young Olivier's affair with a capoeira dancing arab lad Hicham (Salim Kechiouche) makes the watching tolerable, you leave Le Clan both bored and confused. Not for children as there is a very brutal scene of Marc's dog meeting its demise and full frontal male nudity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 4 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x8f.xanga.com/39df554160c33256058933/b203664204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 188px;" src="http://x8f.xanga.com/39df554160c33256058933/b203664204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-9024788432123589167?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/le-clan-aka-three-dancing-slaves.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-6900301704110835755</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T19:56:00.847-04:00</atom:updated><title>Another Gay Movie</title><description>Release date: 28 April 2006 (Tribeca Film Festival, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lighthearted and silly gay comedy of four thirty-something actors playing high school grads who make a pack to get laid by the start of their freshman year. While Another Gay Movie is clearly meant to be a parody of every straight movie of this ilk ever done, spoofs that continue to reiterate gay stereotypes raze the ire of this reviewer to the nth degree. Directed by Todd Stephens, it stars (and I use the term very loosely here) Michael Carbonaro as Andy, the good boy with a panache for vegetables; Jonah Blechman as Nico, the flamboyant queer; Jonathan Chase as Jared, the gay jock and Mitch Morris as Griff, the geeky lad. Canada's own Boys In The Hall star Scott Thompson does a great job as Andy's bisexual dad and Survivor winner Richard Hatch joins the fray - nude throughout - as Nico's obsession. A nod to Ashlie Atkinson here as Muffler, a bull dyke with attitude who steals every scene she's in. Not for children as there are plenty of full-on sexual scenarios here including a shot - heaven help us - of Richard Hatch's, um, member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 3 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x2d.xanga.com/fc5f2b7b60c30256058931/b203664202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 182px;" src="http://x2d.xanga.com/fc5f2b7b60c30256058931/b203664202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-6900301704110835755?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-gay-movie.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-3457600649033606025</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T19:52:24.414-04:00</atom:updated><title>Tan Lines</title><description>Stealing themes from several iconic movies including Great Expectations and My Own Private Idaho and with a talking statue of the Virgin Mary and a talking picture of Pope John Paul II, Tan Lines is one riddle of a film. Contrasting heavy themes with plain weirdness, director Ed Aldridge gives us the story of Midget Hollows (Jack Baxter), a gay surfer boy growing up in a going nowhere town in Australia. When Midget's best friend Dan's (Jed Clarke) brother Cass (Daniel O'Leary) returns to town after a four year absence, the two start a secretive love affair that launches questions about Cass's disappearance and Midget's own identity. Tan Lines is an exceptionally odd film, with many faults yes, but is  utterly engaging thanks to the real connection (and great acting) of Baxter and O'Leary. And with the surreal Miss McQuillan (Theresa Kompara) and her niece, Alice (Lucy Minter) storyline aside, works to show us the trials and trials of growing up gay in nowhere-ville. Had it a better title, my guess is this little gem would have done better everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x88.xanga.com/b5af514360c30256058932/b203664203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 183px;" src="http://x88.xanga.com/b5af514360c30256058932/b203664203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-3457600649033606025?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/tan-lines.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-7184195665082099688</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 23:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-15T19:46:39.563-04:00</atom:updated><title>Jumper</title><description>Release date: 6 February 2008 (Rome, Italy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the novel by Steven Gould Jumper has us meeting David Rice (Hayden Christensen), an Ann Arbor lad who discovers he has the ability to instantaneously 'jump' anywhere on the planet. And being a teenager David does just that, jumping into and out of bank vaults to make himself a wealthy man. His talent though attracts the attention of the paladins, a group of assassins bent on killing folks like David as they represent an affront to God, led by Roland (Samuel L. Jackson). When David uses his talent to woo his childhood sweetheart, Millie (Rachel Bilson), by taking her to the Coliseum in Rome he haphazardly comes face-to-face with a group of Roland's paladins and another jumper named Griffin (Jamie Bell). The two jumpers agree to work together to hunt down Roland and bring a end to the cat and mouse game once and for all. Directed by Doug Liman, Jumper has more holes than a good slice of swiss cheese, but if you suspend the intellectual bits of the story and simply sit back and enjoy the wonderful ride it provides to Egypt, London, Tokyo and Rome, it is great fun. The most shocking thing about this film is that Hayden Christensen's acting is better than Samuel L. Jackson's, which is truly saying a lot of both actors' efforts in this outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For that feat, the great special effects, and for giving us the always tremendous Diane Lane (as David's mother, Mary),  Jumper gets my rating of 6 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x00.xanga.com/a85f24ebd9d30255803931/b203439413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 180px;" src="http://x00.xanga.com/a85f24ebd9d30255803931/b203439413.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-7184195665082099688?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/jumper.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-5442298618101613644</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T18:21:48.962-04:00</atom:updated><title>Mayerling</title><description>Release date: 16 February 1936 (Denmark)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directed by Anatole Litvak, Mayerling recounts the tragic, real life, love affair of Archduke Rudolph, the son of Emperor Joseph (played by Jean Dax) and heir to the Austro-Hungarian Empire and his mistress, Marie Vetsera, a minor noble. This 1936 effort is based on Claude Anet's novel and stars Charles Boyer (as Rudoph) and the beautiful Danielle Darieux (as Marie). Filmed in the classic style the French New Wave directors so loved to hate, Mayerling captures the liberalization so rampant within Vienna at the time as it efficiency spins the tragedy of Rudolph and Marie. When his father demands he break off the affair, the couple spend one final weekend at Mayerling, the royal hunting lodge. There, early on a cold January morning in 1889, the crown prince shoots Marie and then commits suicide. Roll the 'fin'. With no heir, Rudolph's cousin becomes crown prince only to be assassinated with his wife in Sarajevo, an act that ignites World War I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich and engaging and for highlighting one of the last century's enduring mysteries, my rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x3a.xanga.com/447f40e5d9733255803892/b203439380.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 186px;" src="http://x3a.xanga.com/447f40e5d9733255803892/b203439380.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-5442298618101613644?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/mayerling.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-8128116728943866782</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T18:18:34.946-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy</title><description>Release date: 16 July 1982 (USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy sees the very first pairing of Woody Allen and Mia Farrow before they married. Based loosely on William Shakespeare's play but morphed as only Allen can do, it is lighthearted fair. Woody stars as wonky professor Andrew Hobbs who, not surprisingly, is having a challenging time with his wife, Adrian (the always great Mary Steenburgen). When the pair invite friends - a very old philosophy professor Dr. Leopold Sturgis (Jose Ferrer) and his very young fiancee Ariel (Mia Farrow) and a horny doctor Maxwell (Tony Roberts) and his nurse Dulcy (Julie Hagerty) - to their countryside cottage all manner of sexual intrigue ensues. While not acknowledged as one of Allen's greatest films, A Midsummer Night's Sex Comedy is a joyous take on sex with plenty of classic Allen humour, some great romps in the woods, subtle magic, and a musical score courtesy of Mendelssohn that fits perfectly with what's on screen. I never tire of watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x95.xanga.com/bc2f20e5d9d31255803930/b203439412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 195px;" src="http://x95.xanga.com/bc2f20e5d9d31255803930/b203439412.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-8128116728943866782?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/midsummer-nights-sex-comedy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-7498403104413172182</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T18:16:12.691-04:00</atom:updated><title>Knowing</title><description>Release date: 9 March 2009 (New York City, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Proyas directs Nicholas Cage as John Koestler, a MIT professor and astrophysicist whose son, Caleb (Chandler Canterbury [unfortunate name isn't it]) ends up in possession of a letter written by an odd little girl named Lucinda (Lara Robinson) way back in 1959. That letter, not more than a series of random numbers, Koestler discovers, actually predicts the dates and number of casualties of every major disaster for the past 50 years.  Naturally, the letter still has a couple dates pending so Koestler begins his quest to understand these final entries, including the letter's last which gives a date for destruction and the letters "EE" meaning "everyone else". The film up to this point is actually quite engaging, the lack of character development aside. But enter the end of the world predictions (this time via a solar fare) and the appearance of "whisper people" - aliens who arrive to whisk off the Koestler's kids to start over again and the whole film goes off the rails. Knowing proves the old adage that having a great story premise and pulling it off on the screen is often harder than you think. Yet, for the rank silliness that arrives about two-thirds of the way into the film, Knowing makes a great go of it at the beginning including two utterly amazing scenes: a plane crash that is stunning and a subway crash that demonstrates all that's good about CGI. Is Knowing a good film? Not particularly, but it's certainly worth a rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 5 out of 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x13.xanga.com/9941016201c35255072578/b188492707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 164px;" src="http://x13.xanga.com/9941016201c35255072578/b188492707.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-7498403104413172182?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/knowing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-6301514252624856904</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T18:14:05.665-04:00</atom:updated><title>Le scaphandre et le papillon</title><description>Release date: 22 May 2007 (Cannes Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true story of French Elle magazine editor Jean-Dominique Bauby (Mathieu Amalric) who at age 43 suffered a stroke that left him with trapped-in syndrome, completely aware and cognizant but utterly paralyzed save the ability to blink his left eye. Trapped within himself, he took to dictating a series of letters, conveyed by blinking each letter to his assistant Claude (Anne Consigny), that convey the joy and sorrow of his experience. Director Julian Schnabel takes us literally into Jean-Do's world filming much of the movie through his left eye. It is a daring and effective device that serves to heighten the poignancy of Jean-Do's situation. While tragic certainly, and while Jean-Do was no saint and lived a crazy life, he comes to terms with his situation and shows us all we should never feel sorry for ourselves or take our wondrous time here for granted. Le scaphandre et le papillon is a brilliant film, brilliantly directed and brilliantly acted, with a special nod to the regal Max Von Sydow who gives us some gorgeous scenes as Jean-Do's father. The real Jean-Do sadly passed away from pneuomia two days after seeing his book published. A film everyone should experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 9 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xc9.xanga.com/469821fa66270255072579/b133101052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 187px;" src="http://xc9.xanga.com/469821fa66270255072579/b133101052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-6301514252624856904?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/le-scaphandre-et-le-papillon.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-8196361023050197527</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Oct 2009 22:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-01T18:11:31.947-04:00</atom:updated><title>Peur(s) du noir (aka Fear(s) of the Dark)</title><description>Release date: 21 October 2007 (Roma International Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peur(s) du noir is a montage of six uniquely different vignettes laced together piecemeal in the fashion of a dream. Two pieces anchor the film, Blutch's highly stylized - but ultimately meaningless - story of a macabre nobleman and his pack of brutal dogs who ends up getting his comeuppance and Pierre di Sciullo's beautifully woven geometric animation voice-overed with our common fears. The other four stories are all stunning in their graphic nature but hit and miss in their delivery. A young lad who ends up trapped by a sado masochist girlfriend-cum-insect was kooky, well drawn and fun; the Japanese-anime inspired story of a little girl possessed by the spirit of a dead samurai was strange but engaging; and the late-night traveler who ends up in an Edward Gorey-esque home with its resident ghost was excellent. With voice over by the late son of Gerard Depardieu, Guillaume, and directed by Blutch and Charles Burns Peur(s) du noir has enough great animation to make it a must for any anime, animation or art-house filmgoer even if the horror is, despite the great use of black ink, rather light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 6 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x6d.xanga.com/f09f5bfb44733255143277/b202866283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 147px;" src="http://x6d.xanga.com/f09f5bfb44733255143277/b202866283.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-8196361023050197527?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/10/peurs-du-noir-aka-fears-of-dark.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-4231239574866628761</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 20:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T16:57:17.982-04:00</atom:updated><title>Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day</title><description>Release date: 25 June 2008 (Edinburgh Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starring Frances McDormand as Miss Pettigrew - a for-hire nanny with very high morales and a panache for getting fired - and Amy Adams in an anything but nun-like role as Delysia LaFosse, an American wannabe singer/actress bedding three lads in London at the start of World War II, this gem of a movie is perfect from start to finish. When the matronly Miss Pettigrew slyly cheats her employer and ends up on the doorstep of Miss LaFosse at the perfect time to aide her in extracting herself from a delicate situation involving two of her three lovers, she is suddenly seen as the guru of all things romantic, even when all she's after is a bite to eat. Director Bharat Nalluri nails London in all its 1939 glory and mirrors the foss of fashion (Shirley Henderson as maven Edythe DuBarry is great) and the silliness of the storyline with two genuine love stories and some great life lessons. Acted brilliantly by all involved, including Miss Pettigrew's subtle love interest Joe Boomfield (Ciarán Hinds), this film is charming from start to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xb2.xanga.com/043f735711232254654587/b202447550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 218px;" src="http://xb2.xanga.com/043f735711232254654587/b202447550.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-4231239574866628761?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/miss-pettigrew-lives-for-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-281050596332018629</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 20:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T16:55:26.701-04:00</atom:updated><title>X-Men Origins: Wolverine</title><description>Release date: 8 April 2009 (Sydney, Australia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go back to the origins of Wolverine in this latest installment of the X-Men genre. Logan aka Wolverine (Hugh Jackman) returns along with his menacing brother Victor Creed (Liev Schreiber). We learn all about their early roots as mutant lads and prolific soldiers from the Civil War thru to Vietnam, and how Wolverine - moved by love (awwww) - swears revenge after his girlfriend, Kayla (Linda Collins) is (supposedly) murdered by Victor. But all is not as it seems as the (faked) death is but a ploy by the evil government lackey and leader of Team X, Striker (Danny Huston), to build the ultimate weapon: a soldier morphed from the strengths of each mutant, Wolverine included. Got all that? Directed by Gavin Hood, there are plenty of fights and action here but not much else. What's lacking is the deeper psychological examination of each characters' actions to ground all the mayhem. Think of this one as X-men Lite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All fluff no substance gives this effort my rating of 4 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x93.xanga.com/984f4b7329432254514997/b202325454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 345px; height: 143px;" src="http://x93.xanga.com/984f4b7329432254514997/b202325454.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-281050596332018629?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/x-men-origins-wolverine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-4308168743555823715</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T16:51:34.895-04:00</atom:updated><title>Twilight</title><description>Release date: 17 November 2008 (Los Angeles, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on Stephenie Meyer's dreadfully written novel of the same name, Twilight surprised me. It takes the usual story of a common girl who moves to a new town, Bella Swan (Kristen Stewart), and has her fall in love with the town's misfit student, Edward Cullen (Robert Pattinson). It's all been down before yes, but the twist here lies in the fact Edward is a vampire. Despite the overt corniness of the premise and the pedestrian acting (especially on Stewart's part), director Catherine Hardwicke makes a great go of it. Filmed with the perfect amount of darkness, dread and romance the result is a film better than the sum of its various parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A film certainly worth sinking your teeth into gives Twilight my rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf6.xanga.com/4a817127c1033251359252/b177143917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 184px;" src="http://xf6.xanga.com/4a817127c1033251359252/b177143917.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-4308168743555823715?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/twilight.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-3404306630337729078</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 20:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T16:47:15.336-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Moguls (aka The Amateurs)</title><description>Release date: 6 February 2005 (Santa Barbara Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ensemble piece starring Ted Danson, William Fitchner, Jeff Bridges and Joe Pantoliano (among others).  Down and out Andy (Bridges) decides to film an adult entertainment video - read: porno - as a way to make some cash, employ his ragtag group of going-nowhere friends and most importantly, impress his son. That premise could be dangerous but director Michael Traeger handles the topic exceptionally well with the right balance of humour, romance and, erm, sex. That said, this film will not be for everyone and opened to, well, bad reviews. Yet I found it endearing with a sort of tongue in cheek simpleness that was perfect for movie watching as an escape on a summer Sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 7 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xd3.xanga.com/daff5172d4033253746280/b201659815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 167px;" src="http://xd3.xanga.com/daff5172d4033253746280/b201659815.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-3404306630337729078?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/moguls-aka-amateurs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-3950265482649957810</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 20:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-13T16:41:41.258-04:00</atom:updated><title>C'est pas moi, je le jure! (aka It's Not Me, I Swear)</title><description>Release date: 5 September 2008 (Toronto International Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philippe Falardeau directs this wonky Quebec film of a 10 year old lad, Leon (Antoine L'Écuyer), his passion for suicide attempts and his very wonky family. Leon is a loner who terrorizes his neighbourhood but is protected by his artsy, eccentric mother (Suzanne Clement) until the day she leaves for Greece. Without her stabilizing influence and his father's (Daniel Briere) indifference Leon goes on a tear. Befriended by the neighbourhood's other oddball kid, a young girl named Lea (Catherine Faucher), the two plan their escape from the small town. It's Not Me, I Swear is filled with comedy that masks the pain buried in Leon. Young L'Écuyer carries the film throughout giving us a darker, emotionally wounded character that puts Macauley Culkin to shame. Quirky, odd, sad and absolutely worth seeing. Not for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 8 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf3.xanga.com/e1ff716421635253746278/b201659813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 172px;" src="http://xf3.xanga.com/e1ff716421635253746278/b201659813.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-3950265482649957810?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/cest-pas-moi-je-le-jure-aka-its-not-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-4735730058146042002</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 20:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-14T16:30:03.864-04:00</atom:updated><title>Agnes of God</title><description>Release date: 21 August 1985 (Canada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way back in 1985 Canadian uber-director Norman Jewison took John Pielmeier's stage play, Agnes of God, and turned it into a decent film. Taking the mysterious birth (and death) of a novice nun's newborn baby as its starting point, the movie forces us to examine our views of all things religious. Starring Jane Fonda as Dr. Martha Livingston, the psychiatrist sent to examine the unholy business and interview the novice nun; a never more brilliant Meg Tilley as the nun in question and Anne Bancroft as Mother Miriam Ruth, the film is essentially a struggle between faith, represented by Mother Ruth and fact, represented by Dr. Livingston. The real drama here lies in the exchanges of the relapsed Catholic and the zealous Mother Ruth as she tries to hide her own involvement in the mysterious birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 7 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xbb.xanga.com/4edf5570d4033253746281/b201659816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 186px;" src="http://xbb.xanga.com/4edf5570d4033253746281/b201659816.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-4735730058146042002?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/09/agnes-of-god.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-1867724888827478617</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T15:56:37.411-04:00</atom:updated><title>Coraline</title><description>Release date: 5 February 2009 (Portland International Film Festival)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark and magnificent fable executed in gorgeous animation based on the graphic novel of the same name by Neil Gaiman. When wee lass Coraline (voice of Dakota Fanning) uncovers a secret door in her new house, she is transported to an alternate world where her parents Mel and Charlie, their eyes replaced by black buttons, do any and everything she fancies. Lulled by the beauty of a world centred entirely on her, Coraline spends more and more time with the Other Mother and Other Father but soon notices cracks within their facades. When they declare she should remain within their freakish world if she would only have her eyes struck out and replaced with buttons, Coraline, aided by a cat (the voice of Keith David) must summon all her courage and wits to escape. Directed by Henry Selick, Coraline is a tour de force examination of self and the fact the grass is sometimes never greener on the other side. Not for kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 10 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xf2.xanga.com/22d84a6b46538251122073/b191336276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 349px; height: 209px;" src="http://xf2.xanga.com/22d84a6b46538251122073/b191336276.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-1867724888827478617?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/08/coraline.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3697227930034802472.post-7251397818032608768</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Aug 2009 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-14T15:53:40.673-04:00</atom:updated><title>The Eye</title><description>Release date: 31 January 2008 (Hollywood, USA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Eye is the americanized version of Jian Gui, the Hong Kong film directed by the Pang brothers in 2002. Directed by David Moreau and Xavier Palud, this version stars Jessica Alba as Syndey Wells, a blind violinist who receives a cornea transplant from a young Mexican women, Rosa, who committed suicide after being harassed as a witch. As her sight returns so do disturbing images of the young girl's life and worse, the ability to see ghosts living amid us in the real world. With the help of her doctor, Paul Faulkner (Alessandro Nivola), Syndey travels to Mexico to confront her disturbing visions and help Rosa transition past her purgatory. As is often the case with the americanization of asian films, this one fails as poor Jessica Alba still can't figure out how to act with any measure of believability and the directors opt to give us a silly Hollywood ending rather than the fine, if disturbing, one envisioned in the original film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My rating 4 out of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://x1d.xanga.com/909f213b13230250950490/b199215433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 167px;" src="http://x1d.xanga.com/909f213b13230250950490/b199215433.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3697227930034802472-7251397818032608768?l=appsscraps.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://appsscraps.blogspot.com/2009/08/eye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (AppsScraps)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>