quick trip home for a night and then Kristin's pre-graduation gala, pushed inside by impending and sputtering rain. we got sort of a sluggish start out of NY, but spent the afternoon and the evening with family and friends. Generally, it was a nice party and my new bag and a pair of cropped plaid pants warranted many a Connecticut housewife to tell me that I liked like a "New Yorker," whatever they meant by that. Going back home on Tuesday night for the graduation, some doctor's appointments I didn't make in May, and then a weekend with the boys from Midd. I am looking forward to it, as the last 24 hours + didn't really feel like being home. I did however watch "When Harry Met Sally," for the umpteeth time.
On account of a cold and rainy father's day, we opted to see "Windtalkers." Now, I don't get to the movies nearly as frequently as I'd like (usually for geographic obstacles that make TV more readily accessible) but I love to go when I get the chance. Ever since "Raising Arizona," I've liked Nicholas Cage too, and despite the feminine facade, I like war movies too. So how could you go wrong, right? Well, the movie is starting and for the first time I noticed that this is a John Woo movie, I lean over to my Dad and we both said, "wow, this seems like a different movie for him." No sooner did I say that than the carnage began and didn't really stop until the end. It is the trailer's job to lure in audiences, but this preview is quite a decepticon. There is very little story and more blod, gore, violence, and Christian Slater gets decapitated. My mom left 2/3 of the way through and sat with Addie and Marley after their Scooby Doo movie got out. So that was dissappointing. I cried at the end because I am a sap and there's something about any war film, the gravity and collective memory of other war films, one ought to shed at least a tear. But to make a long story short, don't see this movie. I bet it will have a good opening weekend and steadily decline; when word gets out that this is the most explosive and bloodiest "war" movie yet (without an inkling of realism - along the lines of Private Ryan) then consider "Windtalkers," gone with the wind...
Started a new Sunday night series, after the disappointing premier of HBO's cheapo Law and Order wannabe "The Wire," a new series on USA called "The Dead Zone," based on a Steven King novel. It has a lot of potential and it stars Anthony Michael Hall. You can tell that the makers of this series are Six Feet Under fans, it's remiscent of that in many ways - the flashbacks, the montage, the chacters aren't as true to life and ecclectic, but what do you expect from USA, really?? If nothing else, the most important night of TV during the week is back up to the caliber it deserves. Still, nothing will beat the ultimate line up of last summer - new Sex and the City weekly and followed by a new Six Feet Under... I tell you, the week is better when Sunday night TV is as good as it can be.
Ah. Sunday Styles tomorrow morning and the wedding annoucements. Thankfully I have a two-day week before I hustle on back to CT.
posted by lmjasinski at 10:45 PM
