Filmic Pulp

I know. It’s been over 2 months since I’ve made a post.

In that time, I’ve seen: Citizen Kane (fantastic), Casablanca (overrated, bloated, awful, etc.), Kicking and Screaming (Noah Baumbach hadn’t gotten his shit together), Australia (overlong–the third act felt wholly unnecessary), Magnolia two more times (decidedly my favorite movie of all time), Salo (disgusting, not very good otherwise [felt like the Django of torture porn, seeing it for its impact]), Videodrome (made me want to put a gun in my stomach), Quantum of Solace (eh.), Role Models (funny at points, formulaic comedy), Zack and Miri make a Porno (felt like Kevin Smith wanted to make a Judd Apatow film), Religulous (Bill Maher runs himself into a paradox), Say Anything (quite possibly the best romantic comedy of all time), Synecdoche NY (wow. See this film.), Burn After Reading (yea? It was okay).

Also, PT Anderson has taken the gauntlet from David Lynch as my current favorite director.

I don’t know which of these above films I will have the ability to comment on, though finals have just ended and I have a shit-ton of free time because I’m sticking around all by my lonesome here at Humboldt State because I just got a job at the local movie theater.

So expect or don’t expect, I make no guarantees.