Un Prophete

As noted previously, Saturday night was a rough night for good movies. Maybe that was a reaction caused by our Friday night viewing: Un Prophete. Before I go further - GO SEE THIS MOVIE! It was excellent from start to finish - acting, direction, cinematography, story - the entire film had a tension to it that I rarely find in modern cinema.
The movie stars Tahar Rahim in a star making part. He is incarcerated in a French prison and has to quickly learn the ropes. Without spoiling too much, he goes into jail a poor, illiterate boy with no friends or family and leaves with an education, family, and a life waiting for him on the outside. How he gets there spans two and a half hours, covers a few different jail cells, multiple shower scenes (some benign, some violent), different cities, and some things you would never expect to happen. The movie could have been cut down to two hours or so but it does not suffer at its length.
This movie is so good I really don't want to go into the details of the plot because you should go see it. Just know that you do not know how this will end and the protaganist's life always feels one misturn away from ending. This tension is a breath of fresh air compared to predictable flicks like Avatar, District 9, and An Education. GO SEE THIS MOVIE!

Crazy Busy

So I have been ridiculously busy now that my officemate Hector is gone and I have taken over his workload. I have also been sick with a little viral throat thing and crippled with a sprained ACL. All of these things have resulted in no posts in almost a week. My apologies.
Anyway, I spent the three day weekend (I called in sick on Friday) making pasta sauce and watching bad movies. The pasta sauce came out tasty, and the movies were awful. Here are three quick reviews of my Saturday night viewing:

New York, I Love You - Possibly the worst movie I have seen that I can remember, this is an art house effort with an ensemble cast. It is assembled like all of those bad Valentine's Day type movies but goes absolutely nowhere. The characters have no backstory so you don't care where they are going, and well, they don't go anywhere anyways. An example - Bradley Cooper climbs into not one but two cabs with other random characters in the movie. They are all affable enough to share the cabs. End scene. Great, they share cabs. The characters do not reconnect. His whole story arc is that he had a one night stand with Drea de Matteo (from the Soprano's) and felt some sort of connection. Queue the steamy sex scene. He waits for her at a bar, she appears to be hours late, he gets up to leave and hails a cab as she walks up. They hop in and go off together all smiles. So we establish they have a physical connection but since we never see them again we have no idea where it goes. And frankly, who cares. This movie was awful. I couldn't even watch the last 15 minutes after investing an hour and a half, so maybe it all came together in the end, but I doubt it.

Mean Girls - Tina Fey and Lindsey Lohan at the height of their powers; we didn't watch the whole movie since Ariel and I have both seen it, but this movie is hilarious. I will typically not get suckered into high school girl movies, but this stays witty and creative enough to hold up to multiple viewings. For some reason it is okay for a guy to like this movie. Maybe that is a testament to Tina Fey's writing and how attractive a young Lindsey Lohan was.

The Ugly Truth - This movie has me absolutely convinced that I could write a screenplay. I actually found some of the dialogue refreshing (the writers are all women, but wrote the male character's part with a decent edge) but for the most part this story was as formulaic as they come. You knew how this would end before it started but the movie did not deviate from standard Hollywood cliches throughout. I would say the low-light was the scene where Gerard Butler gives Katherine Heigl vibrating panties before a business meeting. Obviously she puts them on right before the meeting (who wouldn't?) and obviously the controller ends up in the hands of a curious 8 year old and (obviously) she proceeds to have an orgasm during an important meeting. WHO WRITES THIS SHIT?! I am going to go ahead and say you can skip this one.

Broken Embraces (Los abrazos rotos)

Ariel, Kristen and I went to see Broken Embraces at the Arclight Hollywood the other day. Since this is a Pedro Almodovar movie I was optomistic (I thoroughly enjoyed Volver) but as the movie progressed I realized the plot was dull and predictable. The story is told in series of flashbacks that are not very enthralling. You know exactly what is going to happen from the start and the twist at the end was so obvious I was insulted the writer (also Almodovar) considered it might catch people off guard. I was ready to walk out at the one and a half hour mark and the 127 minute runtime was way too long.
There were two things that did hold my interest though - the male lead Lluis Homar who was amazing and Penelope Cruz. It was not Penelope's best work, but she did fine and also managed to disrobe briefly. Homar stole every scene he was in and played both old and young Mateo Blanco convincingly. I will be on the lookout for more movies featuring him.