In my recent travels, I've become an afficionado of downloading movies to my computer, either to rent, or purchase. Talk about instant gratification!
Let me show you my recent favorites...
The trailer for this movie was not made by the director, or else I would've seen it on opening weekend and sat through several repeat screenings.
It's not just, "Oh, Daniel Day Lewis, what a legendary actor." Nope. This film opens with about 15 silent minutes of action, not one word spoken, and you'll be sitting on the edge of your seat. When the last line is uttered, you gasp out loud. It's not good versus evil, or Religion vs. Capitalism. It's more like two charismatic closet cases in the most vicious fight of their lives. An tomcat brawl, as orchestrated by a homo-perverse genius, and not to be missed.
Tommy Lee Jones, a career military man, gets a phone call that his active duty son, just home from Iraq, has gone AWOL. Jones doesn't believe it— and drives to the base to investigate for himself, where he is thwarted at every turn. It's a great mystery, and without saying a single line of exposition about "the war," it says you everything you need to know about what's happening in Operation Bullshit.
I am going to ride this legendary train, to the tea plantations of the Himalayas, if it's the last thing I do. Director Wes Anderson is endlessly inspiring. I watched the movie, bought all the music, went to the "India Trains" Web site and plotted my own reservation. Then I watched all my Wes Anderson movies all over again and listened to all the soundtracks. This one is especially touching to me. Be sure to watch the "short" before the main feature; it explains quite a lot!
Some members of my family were afraid to watch this film because they feared they couldn't sit through a microscopic examination of a shocking dysfunctional family. Ha! I found it catnip. This director does "narcissistic prick" forensics like no one else. Jennifer Jason Leigh and Nicole Kidman are superb. Definitely gets the Mo Movie Measure Seal of Approval.
A little rich girl in 1960s France who's being raised as the Perfect Little Aristocrat is shocked out of her mind when her parents suddenly decide to support the Cuban Revolution, fire her nanny, and move into a revolutionary commune with atrocious food. To see 1968 through her eyes is precious, funny, and very moving.
My boyfriend, Viggo Mortensen, naked, without even a towel, fighting for his life in a Turkish spa, against two knife-wielding Russian mobster sadists. Jesus! Do you need to know anything else?
