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Apr 30, 2008

Summer of LAMB

So that the rest of the LAMBs can't call me a cheater in regards to the box office prediction contest, here's my prognostications for the summer movie season:

1. Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull - $385M
2. Wall*E - $310M
3. The Dark Knight - $295M
4. Iron Man - $260M
5. Hancock - $245M
6. Kung Fu Panda - $200M
7. The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian - $185M
8. Speed Racer - $165M
9. Get Smart - $150M
10. Pineapple Express - $145M

Also rans: The Incredible Hulk, Hellboy II, Tropic Thunder

Guaranteed Flop: The Love Guru - years away from the multiplex (in person, at least) and this is what Mike Myers has for us? Second choice for a flop is Sandler's You Don't Mess With the Zohan.

Rip Van Winkle Hit (sleeper): The Happening. A comeback for Night? Possibly...

3 Movies I'm Most Looking Forward To:

* The Dark Knight. Can Nolan catch lightning in a bottle twice? Will Ledger blow us away as expected? Will this round of Batmans fall prey to the same disease as the last (and most other superhero franchises) - namely, the inability of the producers to keep from tossing more and more people into the mix? I want the answers to those questions.

* Indiana Jones... I've tried not to get excited or have much of any expectations for it, but after nearly 20 years, it's definitely higher up on my "want to see" list than most any other summer flick, regardless of how good they might look.

* Hancock - I'm intrigued. To date, I've only seen the one trailer, but it's hard to go wrong with Smith as a July lead, and Jason Bateman livens things up.

3 Movies I'm Not Looking Forward To At All:

* Wanted - This couldn't look much worse. Morgan Freeman needs to get out of the "mentor" role asap (or the cousin to that, the mentor-who-turns-out-to-be-evil), and he needs to give Liam Neeson the same advice. And Jeremy Irons. Maybe the three should star in a movie where they mentor each other, then all turn on each other. That actually sounds like a lot of fun. Also a problem with Wanted: looks aside, doesn't Angie Jolie seem a bit old for McAvoy? I know if the genders were flopped no one would bat an eye (and that's unfortunate), and maybe it's cause McAvoy looks like he's 21, but they just seem like such a terrible romantic pairing.

* The Incredible Hulk - Why Ed, why? Every time I see Hulky and the evil Hulk "played" by Tim Roth, I can't help but think of The League of Extraordinary Gentleman, and that's never a good sign.

* Speed Racer - Never watched the show. The movie looks like it might be fun (or horrifying) on an acid trip, but that's about it. Perhaps I would have a different opinion if I were 10 years old.
And then...

Apr 29, 2008

New contest at the LAMB

There's a new contest up at the LAMB, and it's open to everyone (LAMBs and non-LAMBs alike). Click on the image below to learn more about it...

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Fletch's Film Review: Priceless (Hors de Prix)

When you're watching a movie and can't place where you've seen an actor from, is there anything more satisfying than hopping on the computer when you get home and getting the answer? I had another such moment this weekend while/after watching the Audrey Tautou-starring Priceless. Tautou stars as Anna Nicole Smith. Well, not really, but she might as well have been, playing the biggest gold digger this side of the deceased Texas belle (minus the psychological and pharmaceutical issues). Amongst the many men she seduces is an older, balding gentleman with a very prominent nose. I knew I had seen this guy before, but where?

So I'm searching his filmography...sure, he's been in a lot of American films, some that I might have even seen, but nothing was clicking. Through the 00s...heading back through the 90s and still nothing. Finally, there it was. Here's a big hint - a picture of the man either in the role I was thinking of or just one where he has the same outfit on:



I never would have come up with the movie, though I've seen it tens of times. His name is Vernon Dobtcheff, and what was probably throwing me off was the fact that Priceless is a French flick, and let's just say he looks a lot more French in the movie (he is in fact French) than he does in Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, where he played a butler at the Nazi castle ("This is a castle. And we have many tapestries. And if you are Scottish Lord, then I am Mickey Mouse"). I felt so much better.

As for the movie itself, it's nothing groundbreaking, but it is quite a bit of fun. Tautou co-stars with Gad Elmaleh, who has one of the worst names I've ever seen. Mrs. Fletch thought he had somewhat of an Adrien Brody vibe going on, but I think that's just because his nose resembles Brody's somewhat. Anyway, Elmaleh plays Jean, a jack-of-all-trades at a snazzy resort. Tautou is the object of his (and many other's) interest, a beautiful but shallow princess who craves nothing more than diamonds, clothes and money, and lots of it. Enter a zany set of circumstances that leads Tautou's Irene to believe that Elmaleh's Jean is a jet-setter himself and you have the makings of a romantic comedy.

It's the kind of story you've probably seen a hundred times, so the film lives and dies by the script and the stars, and I'm glad to say that both are deserving of a viewing. Tautou, known to American audiences as Amelie and not much more, displays a side of her we've not really seen, vamping it up and enjoying the bitch role as much as she can, at one point stooping so low as to accept a single cent of Jean's money so that he can spend some more time with her. Elmaleh, meanwhile, more than carries his own as the film's lead, displaying physical comedy chops and the ability to go from doofus to debonair at the drop of a hat. The rest falls to the pace and the writing, which both are somewhat choppy (the film feels longer than necessary, even at just 104 minutes) but still winning, featuring several laugh out loud moments.

Fletch's Film Rating:

"Darn tootin!"
And then...

Apr 25, 2008

TGITDNMAR (4/25/08)

It's that time again for TGITDNMAR, which (obviously) stands for Thank God It's The Day New Movies Are Released.

Before we get going, a mutual plug for me and for Adam Ross' DVD Panache. Adam runs a weekly feature called Friday Screen Test in which he showcases a blogger via some interview questions. As you might have guessed, this week's blogger is, um, me. Check it out here, and thanks to Adam for the showcase and the funny intro (and introducing me to the term "ultimate nullifier," which is exactly what my top movie rating is; likewise, I guess that makes my bottom rating the "bizarro ultimate nullifier").

Baby Mama
From the writer of the Austin Powers sequels (um, yay?) comes this SNL-linked comedy starring Tina Fey and Amy Poehler. What's that - you say Steve Martin, Greg Kinnear and Sigourney Weaver are also in it? Hmm - you'd barely know Weaver was in it based on the trailer, and you wouldn't know at all that Martin and Kinnear were featured. I don't get it. Are they trying to attract the female audience member so badly as to ignore two guys that are bigger names than either of the stars? I mean, I don't have anything against Fey and Poehler, and I know they are the leads, but it's bizarre not to mention the guys. This also features my Idiocracy buddy Dax Shepherd, so it's got that going for it. A few current SNL guys also show up (surprise!).
Fletch's Chance of Viewing (in the theater): 32%

Deal
Also known as Lucky You (with worse stars). Yes, that's right, Adam, I just called Eric Bana a better star than Burt Reynolds. (I ought to hear it for that one.)

This poker flick, in which "an ex-gambler teaches a hot-shot college kid some things about playing cards and finds himself pulled into the World Series of Poker" (according to IMDb) sure does sound a lot like the Eric Bana-Drew Barrymore vehicle that was shelved forever and then dumped last year on an uncaring public. However, that one couldn't say that it featured American Pie pinup Shannon Elizabeth (she'll never live that down) and Charles Durning. Oh, and it's directed by the son of longtime Academy Awards producer Gil Cates, so, you know, expect to see it nominated for a few things come next January.
in Righteous Kill) starred in a movie called 15 Minutes.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 0%

Deception
Boy, how far has Natasha Henstridge fallen? The Species and Whole Nine Yards star is credited here with the role of "Wall Street Analyst." Not even a name? Ouch. Then again, the also-well-known Charlotte Rampling plays "Wall Street Belle," so maybe those are actually really special titles. Hmm.

Anyway, Deception stars two of the more appealing actors in Hollywood in the persons of Hugh Jackman and Ewan McGregor, but the relative lack of any buzz for the movie has me seriously concerned about its quality. The fact that the plot sounds pretty similar to Eyes Wide Shut isn't helping, either.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 29%

Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay
I admit, I've never seen the first, though I would like to. Boo me, I suppose. This sequel is bound to be worse (based on early reviews I've read), but it does have an awesome tagline ("This time they're running from the joint.").
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 0% (Unless I happen to watch the first before this one leaves the theater.)
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Apr 24, 2008

Survivor: Micronesia Episode 11 recap

In 2034, Survivor, celebrating its 75th season, will finally be enshrined with a space in the Smithsonian. Amongst the collectible and memories will be tributes to the game's best players like Ozzy and firefighter Tom and Dick Hatch. There might be a plaque for Jeff Probst, along with vintage immunity idols and puzzle pieces. However, my favorite part will be the section devoted to the game's stupidest players of all time. Jamie from China would certainly be a first-ballot member, what with her immunity idol boner that set the stage for this Eliza's similar faux pas this season. Surely, though, the star of the Survivor Stupids would be Jason, who not only put Eliza in that precarious position earlier this season, but who has had a treasure trove's worth of idiotic moments over the past few weeks.

The hits didn't stop coming in episode 11, as Jason fell prey to a group of "black widows" and a really short term memory. Last week, we saw Poseidon himself, Ozzy, get bamboozled out of his hidden immunity idol after being attacked behind the back by Parvati, Cirie and the Invisigirls. Meanwhile, Jason's neck was cleared only due to said bamboozling and perhaps some goodwill from his decision to step down from the immunity challenge to feed his mates. Cut to this week: at an auction reward challenge, Natalie (aka Monkey Girl) wins the right to send someone to Exile Island and steal their auction cash. Persona non grata Jason immediately turns on the sprinklers, begging Natalie "Please don't send me there; I've been there too much lately blah blah blah." Natalie, not wanting to anger any of her newfound friends, quickly decides to send Jason away, despite the threat of his finding the newly re-hidden immunity idol (since Ozzy no longer has use for it). Naturally, the opportunity to find the idol and save his butt is lost on Jason.

(Quick digression: this "hidden immunity idol" on Exile Island is a joke. They ought to re-name it the "scavenger hunt idol," since that's really all it is. Jason spent a day or two on Exile and found the idol with seemingly no trouble. This was just a few weeks after he went to Exile and found the fake Ozzy had left behind, also with seemingly no trouble. These idols are not hidden. Leaving a bunch of clues that can be easily deciphered and require little more than the ability to swim does not a hidden idol make. And besides, if a nimrod like Jason can figure out the clues that easily, they must not be all that difficult. It's time for really hide the idol, like it was during Survivor: Guatemala. There, the contestants were plopped into the middle of a forest, more or less, and told that the idol was out there somewhere. That is a hidden idol. End digression.)

So, like I said, Jason found the idol in no time flat. This threw a big monkey wrench into Monkey Girl's plan, as Jason was to be ousted at the next tribal council. Quickly, the black widows (Cirie, Parvati, Alexis and Natalie) forged a plan that entailed making Jason so sure of his place in the tribe that he wouldn't feel the need to play his idol. Fast forward through an entertaining immunity challenge that saw birthday boy Erik squeak out a win over James (just what the ladies wanted, no less), and there's Natalie telling Jason post-challenge that she sent him to Exile on purpose, as she wanted him to find the idol. Desperately seeking approval, the guy of course buys it hook, line, and sinker.

Meanwhile, James and Amanda, previously seen left twisting in the wind following Ozzy's ouster, discuss their strategies for the upcoming council. Unfortunately, they have no plans, though James mentions that "Jason would be stupid not to play his idol." Well, you know what that means...

Predictably, Jason does not play his idol, allowing the chicas to vote him out in a close 4-3-1 vote (3 for James, and one for Parvati). However, as glad as I am to see a dumb player gone, I can't help but hold some contempt for the foursome of James, Amanda, Erik and Jason, who, had they realized it, were in complete control of the night's vote. With Amanda fully aware of the other ladies' plan to split their votes yet be rid of Jason, all she had to do was gather the guys together and have them agree on another lady to vote out (like, say, Natalie, who went from Invisigirl to full-on annoying bitch, basking in the glow of her brilliance. She was featured more on this show than on all the previous ones.). That's all it would have taken for Amanda and the boys to reclaim the power in the game. Instead, they wield no power, and James and Erik will be picked off in the coming weeks, assuming one of them doesn't win all of the immunity challenges and/or find the "hidden" idol again.

Boo bad players.

Survivor: Micronesia homepage at CBS.com
And then...

Fletch's Film Review: Smart People

Smart People is a piece of cinema seemingly crafted by obtuse individuals. Despite featuring a strong screenplay by greenhorn writer Mark Poirier, the leadership by fellow neophyte director Noam Murro lacks imagination.

Dennis Quaid stars as a boorish Victorian English professor at Carnegie-Mellon University. We know he is an insolent soul because he parks his Euro sedan (a Snaab, if I recall) in two spaces. Apparently, his spouse expired some inordinate length of time ago, and he sees this as an opportunity to be cantankerous for his remaining days. Around the time of our introduction, his lazybones con man of an hermano (adopted, by the way) enters the picture, in need of some duckets and perhaps a domicile. Already cohabiting with Quaid's Lawrence Wetherhold is his conformist conservative adolescent daughter, played by Juno's Ellen Page. She is wholly independent, too intelligent for her own good, and altogether miserable, lacking popularity, gentleman callers, and an adequate home life. Thrown in for no good reason is Wetherhold's college pupil son, an undercooked role that feels neglected and whose only purpose is to advance the plot where necessary.

One of the times he warrants attention is in the commencement of the film, as Lawrence necessitates a place to be where he can watch in agony as his Snaab is towed away whilst he chats up his unnecessary son. Off he goes, chasing after the vehicle, eventually attempting to break into the tow lot to retrieve his briefcase from the backseat. Upon fleeing from an angry attendant, he plummets from atop a fence and cracks his cranium.

Enter Dr. Hartigan (Sarah Jessica Parker), a former pupil of the professor's, and one that was smitten with him at the time of her studies. She still recognizes the ill-tempered Wetherhold, only he doesn't seem to recall her (as he neglects to know the names of any of his students). The good doctor decrees that Wetherhold, due to injuries sustained, not operate a motor vehicle for six months. With a son busy at university and a daughter prepping for SATs, what's a grumpy, single bastard to do?

[End thesaurus assist.]

What follows is what you might expect from an indie comedy about dysfunctional people smarter than you that really act dumber than most of us and are probably more miserable than anyone. Quaid's Lawrence sees the error of his ways and grows, Page's daughter learns to loosen up, via the help of her ne'er do well uncle (Thomas Haden Church), who also conveniently takes up residence and becomes Lawrence's de facto chauffuer. Lawrence learns to let go of his deceased wife and love again, and they all live happily ever after. Except for the son, who (appropriately) disappears two-thirds of the way through, never to be seen again.

However, though the plot may be somewhat by numbers, the writing is sharp and funny, and delivered by a talented group of actors (Church and Page stand out, despite the much-covered similarities between Vanessa Wetherhold and Juno). No, what was more bothersome than any predictability was the lazy direction and use of music. Scene, scene, transition via cheesy acoustic guitar-laced sensitive rocker song. Scene, scene, transition via cheesy acoustic guitar-laced sensitive rocker song. Lather, rinse, and repeat. If that weren't bad enough, as it turns out, all the music was done by ex-Extreme guitarist Nuno Bettencourt. More than words, indeed.

Fletch's Film Rating:

"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you."
And then...

Apr 23, 2008

Fletch's Film Review: Forgetting Sarah Marshall

You know that post I made a months weeks back where I preemptively declared that "Ellen Page sucks," just so that I'd be ahead of the curve? Let's put it this way - if I put up another that said "Judd Apatow sucks," I'd be about six months behind the pack.

It's funny how overexposure can turn the brightest success stories into major annoyances for some. I'll admit - the usage of the phrase "brought to you by the guys from..." isn't the best way to market a movie, but it's used probably because it works pretty well. Unfortunately, it sets up this scenario where every work is compared to the work that was previously "brought to us" by the same makers.

So, blogs and message boards and SOCIETY IN GENERAL are currently crammed with opinions ranging from "Forgetting Sarah Marshall is worse than X, but better than Y" to "X makes Sarah Marshall look like Beaches."

I realized that for most people (and myself), we aren't sick of Judd Apatow, or of films brought to us in some way, shape or form by Mr. Ubiquitous. No, we're sick of talking about him, and that negativity spreads to the films. It's a shame, really, because each and every one of them (okay, except for Drillbit Taylor) stands far above any other comedy that's been put out in the last three years (short of Hot Fuzz; I'm going off the top of my head here). And let me tell you, Forgetting Sarah Marshall is worlds better than...

But seriously, FSM is a worthy addition to the canon. Jason Segel gives a complete performance in a role that, thanks to his writing the screenplay, feels genuine, even when some of the scenarios the characters are put into smack of sitcom. Russell Brand steals much of the show as lothario rocker Aldous Snow, a welcome surprise as the trailers made his character out to be a paper-thin cliche of rock stars in general. Vets of the Apatow brand show up (Jonah Hill, Bill Hader and Paul Rudd), all with varying degrees of necessity and success. 30 Rock's Jack McBrayer appears as a newlywed bumpkin and steals a few scenes, as does relative newcomer Davon McDonald as a no b.s. bartender. In fact, as much as the movie belongs to Segel and the three other main players (Kristen Bell, Mila Kunis and Brand), the inclusion of the myriad role players helped to push along the plot and up the comedy whenever the film started to lag (it clocks in at a healthy 112 minutes).

So, if you're looking for the next "this" or this year's "that," Sarah Marshall might disappoint. But if you're seeking a raucous comedy filled with fleshed-out characters, it just might make your night. (As a bonus, you'll even get a hilarious Billy Baldwin cameo, and be sure not to bolt when the credits hit for another bonus cameo.)

Fletch's Film Rating:

"Darn tootin!"
And then...

New poll

Well, my thoughtless exclusion of my personal least favorite film (Strange Wilderness) notwithstanding, the runaway pick for the worst movie of 2008 (so far) is 10,000 B.C., which I can proudly say that I never thought about seeing. On the other hand, with a mention in yesterday's FF-UN of Cliff Curtis and one today, that's two straight posts that feature 10KBC. Boo me. Here are the official results:





















As you ought to know, there's a new Hulk movie being released in just a few weeks, with Edward Norton taking over the role of Bruce Banner. Just a few years ago, we had Eric Bana in those shoes. That film made over 140 million smackers, but is by and large considered to be a failure. Assuming this new version gets the same treatment, who's next?
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Apr 22, 2008

O Brother, indeed

(Editor's note: The guys over at Movie Zeal have devoted the month of April to the works of the Coen brothers. I was fortunate enough to have been asked to help participate in this celebration. The only topic off-limits was reviews of the films themselves. I decided to go fraternal. Below is the article I wrote, which ran earlier this week. I highly suggest catching up on the films by reading the reviews they've been posting in chronological order and the other commentaries - there's some great writing to be found.)

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"If me and my brother had to work together it wouldn’t be happy days. They’ve got an amazing amount of respect for each other and they’re both making the same film. There were never any decisions that had to be made one way or another. It was just easy. Before you actually start a film that’s going to be directed by two people you think, “well that’s going to be weird…” But after about five minutes you forget and you don’t even notice." - Kelly McDonald on her experience working with the Coen brothers.

Much is made of the fact that Joel and Ethan Coen are brothers. It's understandable - people are curious how any two people, much less siblings, can work as equals on a film, when doing so could easily become a nightmare. The slightest decision that one filmmaker must make now becomes a collaborative process. Does this make it easier to create a film or harder? Is hair pulled out? Who "owns" the ideas, and is the dynamic changed when one does?

Though the Coens aren't the first directing team to win the Best Director prize at the Academy Awards (that would be Jerome Robbins and Robert Wise for West Side Story), they are the first pair of siblings to do so. However, they're hardly the first pair of successful directing brothers, nor the last (I can find no record of any "known" sisters team). I wondered: how do all these pairs get along? What trends are there, if any? Here are my findings:

If you didn't know better, you might think that Peter and Bobby Farrelly (There's Something About Mary, Kingpin) were twins. In an interview with Random House, Peter stated "It's half as difficult. Everything's a lot easier when you work with someone you know just about as well as you know yourself. We take a lot of the load from each other. When in doubt, we can just look at each other and the other guy either has a quizzical look like "I'm wondering about this too," in which case we have to look further, or he just kind of gives a nod like "It's okay.""

Relative newcomers to the scene, Mark and Michael Polish broke out with their film Twin Falls, Idaho and followed it up with the Billy Bob Thornton-starring The Astronaut Farmer. They are in fact twins, and identical ones at that, though they don't seem to be quite as in tune as you might expect from a couple guys that were born at the same time. Says Mark, "I mean, it’s give and take. We’re not really competitive where we’re saying like that’s mine or that’s yours. It’s always for the better of the movie, or the truth of the movie. If he has an idea I think is good or just an idea that he’ll throw out sometimes I won’t go with it."

The notoriously shy Wachowski brothers have been making films together since 1996's Bound, and have been pretty much out of the public eye ever since. However, Movie Poop Shoot managed to get them to open up a bit at the time Bound was released, as Larry had this to say about working with his brother: "Well, we’re both very very lazy and having someone else do half the work is very convenient."

Chris and Paul Weitz of American Pie fame started out as a directing team, and though they seem to help each other out on their own recent films, they haven't directed together since 2001's About a Boy. Says Paul about working together again, " I'd love to but it basically would require us to be equally excited about a project and, and that doesn't seem to happen all that often. I mean basically the reason I did In Good Company was that Chris didn't particularly want to do it. We don't have any kind of rules about what we will or won't do together or not, and I really hope that we will. But to do that it would kind of have to be something that, that he really wanted to do."

The anomaly in all this has to be the Scotts. Ridley and younger brother Tony have each been making movies for decades, but the two have not directed a feature together (not counting childhood work). However, in 1995, they did form a production company together (Scott Free Productions), and both have produced their subsequent films under that banner. Also, they both produce the CBS drama Num3ers. I can only imagine that their age difference (Ridley is seven years Tony's senior) is the leading factor for their lack of collaboration, as Ridley was already established by the time Tony's first feature was released in 1983 (though he had made a pair of shorts earlier).

If anything is to be gleaned from all this, it might be that nothing is to be gleaned. No pair seems to be alike in terms of their work process, yet they are all alike in the mutual respect each gives the other. Joel and Ethan for their part, have this to add: "It's loose and informal. We don't split things up, like one person does a scene and the other reworks it. We sit in a room together and talk each scene through, and we work without an outline; we just start from the beginning."

Finally, my favorite quote, from a Hollywood.com interview with the Coens:

"HW: Did you always dream you would end up working together like this? Are there added benefits to working with a brother?

JC: I haven't detected any benefits yet. [Laughs] I don't think it was an intentional...

EC: We didn't do it on purpose.

JC: We didn't really. Sh*t happens, you know? And then you look back and go ""Oh, that's how it worked out.""

As the Chemical Brothers might say, Brothers Gonna Work It Out.
And then...

Familiar Face - Unknown Name #4 - Cliff Curtis

Call them what you want - character actors, "That Guy(s)," scene stealers - I don't care. This is a regular feature where I spotlight one performer, whether they be longtime veterans (like J.K. Simmons or Barry Corbin) or a fresher face just making their way up the stardom ranks. For previous FF-UNs, click here.

Today's Familiar Face-Unknown Name:

Cliff Curtis

Where You've Seen Him (high profile): The New Zealand-born Curtis has been a force in high-profile dramas and action pics lately, with his last five completed projects reading as such: 10,000 B.C., Live Free or Die Hard, Fracture, Sunshine, and The Fountain. He was also in a stream of big-budget movies at the turn of the century, being featured in Training Day, Blow, The Insider and Three Kings, amongst others. Curtis is already a full-blown star in his native land, and he looks to be breaking through stateside.


Where You've Seen Him (not-so-high profile): His feature debut was in the Academy Award-nominated The Piano, and he's been in the highest profile Kiwi movies not associated with Peter Jackson over the years, with roles in Once Were Warriors and Whale Rider.

Character Specialties: The 39 year-old is one of the most versatile actors in the business, particularly when it comes to nationalities he can portray. As such, it's hard to nail down a character specialty. I'd say that he's generally cast as a the voice of reason, a solid smart buddy to the star, or a tough (outside of his role in Once Were Warriors, where he played a rapist).

Little Known Facts: Where to begin? This, from IMDb, is probably the best place to start:

"In Hollywood, Cliff Curtis has played a range of different roles and ethnicities in films. He plays a Colombian in Blow , an Arab in Three Kings and The Insider, a Latino in Training Day and Runaway Jury, and a drug dealer of ambiguous ethnicity in Bringing Out the Dead. However, he is probably best known for his role as Paikea's father Porourangi, in Whale Rider."

Also...He has been featured in two different projects titled Fracture...He was a producer of last year's Eagle vs. Shark, which starred Flight of the Conchords star Jemaine Clement...Is of Maori descent...high profile streak continues with this summer's Crossing Over, which stars Harrison Ford, Sean Penn and Ashley Judd.

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Apr 21, 2008

The LAMMYs



There is some big news over at the LAMB. Click here to read all about it...
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Apr 18, 2008

TGITDNMAR (4/18/08)

It's that time again for TGITDNMAR, which (obviously) stands for Thank God It's The Day New Movies Are Released.

A big slate of movies on tap for this weekend. Let's get right to it.

Forgetting Sarah Marshall
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Oh, and it's starring (and co-written) by Jason Segel, co-star of How I Met Your Mother and Apatow's own Knocked Up (in which he stole every scene). If you'd like to participate in a not-so-heated debate on the relative merits of Knocked Up (and some other movies from last year) there's a good one going down at Tony Tanti's blog.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing (in the theater): Um, seeing this in about two hours, so 100%

88 Minutes
Also known as Nick of Time II.

This movie has a TON of bad press surrounding it, even saying that it's only getting a theatrical release to spare Pacino the embarrassment of a direct-to-DVD release. That said, it's got a solid cast behind it, mostly in the female department, from Leelee Sobieski (aka Helen Hunt, Jr.) to Alicia Witt to Amy Brenneman (who was in Heat with Pacino as well, though I don't believe they shared any scenes). Certainly not dying to see this, but it could make for a nice cable flick. Also notable because Pacino's colleague DeNiro (and upcoming co-star in Righteous Kill) starred in a movie called 15 Minutes.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 17%

Pathology
The rumors you've heard are true. Alyssa Milano in fact does still act. And here I thought all she did was sell MLB-tagged clothing to women these days.

Also starring is that guy from Heroes with the really long last name - Milo Ventermigleiisaia - and, um, a bunch of no-names. Anyway, here's the tag line: "A group of medical students devise a deadly game: to see which one of them can commit the perfect murder." Sounds like Flatliners turned outward to me. I'll pass.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 6%

Where in the World is Osama Bin Laden?
If the answer turns out to be "with Carmen Sandiego," then I need to see this movie, the feature follow-up from Supersize Me auteur Morgan Spurlock. Morgan's made quite a career out of stating the obvious (fast food = bad), but I don't begrudge the guy his success. When he's not trying too hard, he can be an endearing and interesting guy. I can't say I know too much about this particular film, but at the least, he's provided an intriguing title and a goofy poster.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 21%

The Forbidden Kingdom
The showdown that martial arts movie enthusiasts have been waiting for. Unfortunately, it's probably too late, as the combined age of Jet Li and Jackie Chan almost reaches 100. Yawn. Call me when Jean Claude Van Damme and Steven Seagal are co-starring together.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 0%
And then...

Apr 17, 2008

Survivor: Micronesia Episode 10 recap


"To whoever voted me out...screw you!" (actual quote)



"Dude, I told you to play that hidden immunity idol!"



"I love you, Ozzy! You can't leave me!"



"All these fools think they're running the show. I'm running the show!"



"I generally look like a monkey, but am otherwise insignificant to the show."



"Time to do some major damage control." (actual quote)



"I might be the stupidest Survivor player ever, but I got incredibly lucky tonight."



"I can't believe what I just saw. I wanted to scream so much, my eyes almost popped out of my head (more so than normal, that is)."

Survivor: Micronesia homepage at CBS.com
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Apr 16, 2008

Fletch's Film Review: Street Kings

At one point during Street Kings, the character played by Keanu Reeves tells his girlfriend to get away from him, as "everything [he] touches dies." If only Reeves has read that line in the script and heeded the warning.

Reeves plays Tom Ludlow, a Vice detective in L.A., the setting and occupation of almost all of director David Ayer's works. Ludlow is a miserable man, trudging through the grind of nabbing villains while his personal angst (and alcoholism) grows, as he's a widower who kind of hates his job. If only he weren't so good at it! Ludlow's boss, Captain Jack Wander (Forrest Whitaker), dotes on his star detective, especially after the strong opening sequence that features Ludlow deep undercover battling some baddies. But when it's revealed that Ludlow might not be completely true blue, as it were, Wander comes to the rescue, using his connections to assist his troubled friend.

But there's just more trouble around the corner. Tom's former partner, it seems, has been talking to Internal Affairs about some of the unseemly goings in his old Vice Squad posse. The IA captain (Hugh Laurie) is now on Tom's case as well, and an incident with the former partner partner isn't helping the situation.

I could go on with the plot summary, but it really would be pointless. The film is such a compilation of old cop movies and is so sloppily put together that you'll have it figured out within the first 15 minutes. Just about every cliche that could be put in the film was, and the only surprise you might find is the complete lack of surprises.

For what it's worth, Reeves carries on well enough with the limited material, and Whitaker shines in a role that feels like an extension of Denzel Washington's from Training Day. He makes it his own, is given some meat to work with, and is compelling to watch. Unfortunately, everyone else involved is playing a paper-thin character, and one that can be found on any cop show on TV, probably right at this second. Really, go turn on Nick at Nite or Slueth or Spike - I'm sure you can cobble together a better movie with whatever's on right now than with what Street Kings gives you.

Fletch's Film Rating:

"I want you to punch me as hard as you can."
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Apr 15, 2008

Fletch has been placed in Injured Reserve

Sorry, no posting today (outside of this one), as I took one of these (at right) to a couple of my fingers last night during softball and have limited typing ability (oh, and a fair share of pain). Wish me luck in not losing a fingernail (bleh).

UPDATE: Here's the damage. Probably doesn't look all that bad, but it sure didn't feel good.
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Apr 14, 2008

5 Great Things About...Idiocracy

The Intro: The concept is pretty straightforward. Aside from going to the theater way too much, I also watch way too many movies on TV (or DVD). Since they're not new releases, I don't typically write a review for them, but there are often some things I'd like to say about them. Since I have a tendency to always find the negatives in things (I'm a champion pessimist), I've decided to pick five things from a movie that I've recently viewed that catch my eye or crack me up or inspire me or whatever. They could be anything from a whole performance, a single line (or even a single word), a sight gag, plot line, anything. So...

5 Great Things About...Idiocracy

1. Justin Long as Dr. Lexus
Justin Long appears to be everywhere these days. Starring in Accepted, on TV playing "Mac," tagging along with Bruce Willis in Die Hard, and taking small roles like this in any number of films (The Break-Up, Strange Wilderness).

Shortly after our protagonist Joe (Luke Wilson) arrives in 2505, he heads to a hospital to try and figure out what's wrong with him. It's there that he receives his diagnosis from Dr. Lexus. Here it is in all its eloquence:

"Well, don't want to sound like a dick or nothin', but, ah... it says on your chart that you're f*cked up. Ah, you talk like a fag, and your sh*t's all retarded. What I'd do, is just like... like... you know, like, you know what I mean, like..."

Those precise words are soon followed up by his advice for Joe's future:

"Don't worry scrote. There are plenty of 'tards out there living really kick ass lives. My first wife was 'tarded. She's a pilot now."

Brilliant.

2. Stephen Root and David Herman
Two of Office Space's MVPs returned (Root played Milton; Herman was Michael Bolton) for writer/director Mike Judge. Root took on a small but excellent cameo as Judge Hank "The Hangman" BMW, who first sentences Joe to prison (using his extra large gavel, naturally), while Herman singed on to play one of President Dwayne Elizondo Mountain Dew Herbert Camacho's cabinet members (Secretary of State).

Sadly, Gary Cole (Bill Lumbergh) is nowhere to be found.

3. Brawndo
In one of the more inspired bits, it's revealed that in the future, Brawndo, a Gatorade-like drink, became so powerful that it not only bought the FDA and the FCC, but has pretty much replaced water in every capacity (outside of toilet use). As such, this drink "that plants crave!" and that's "got electrolytes!" is being used in drinking fountains and (even worse) to grow crops throughout the country. Not surprisingly, they're dying.

My favorite exchange of the movie happens shortly after Joe learns all of this, and sits down with the rest of the Cabinet (which includes a teenager and a "special" gentleman) to discuss using water instead of Brawndo to grow the crops. What results is a "Who's on First"-like circular exchange that tests Joe's patience and everyone else's sense of logic.

As a bonus, Brawndo (The Thirst Mutilator) is now for sale as an actual drink (and collector's item). I can't wait to get some...)

4. The Time Masheen
In a throwaway scene at the end of the movie, Joe eventually makes it to the long sought-after time machine, which turns out to just be an amusement park style ride called "The Time Masheen."


In it, patrons are given a visual history of the world, only, being idiots, the creators of the ride got it oh-so-wrong in such a right way. After depicting Charlie Chaplin as Hitler (I'm sure his family is proud), the ride later goes on to show how the U.S. fought the Nazis and later, how the United Nations came in and "un-Nazied the world."

The picture says 1,000 words, if you ask me.

5. The Overall Production Design
Most of the jokes to be found within Idiocracy are in the details - the sight gags, puns and malapropisms - and not within the narrative itself. So much attention was given to what today might look like in a world where everything just get's dumbed down to the lowest common denominator. Fuddruckers becomes Buttf*ckers, hospitals just go by the name of St. God, and Carls's Jr. has become a government-like entity capable of taking away one's children. Likewise, Starbucks, now a sex joint, offers "full-body" lattes and Costco is the size of a city, literally. Sure, many of the special effects are crude (though not quite Sci-Fi Channel-level crude), considering the sheer volume of effects and how low the film's budget likely was, it's a feat of creativity and frugality that the film looks as good as it does, and maintains the humor.

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Apr 11, 2008

TGITDNMAR (4/11/08)

It's that time again for TGITDNMAR, which (obviously) stands for Thank God It's The Day New Movies Are Released.

It's April, and this is a good thing. Not a great thing, mind you, but good. Gone are the months filled with movies that look bad and are bad; we've now entered a period where movies look good but probably are bad. It's not much, but it's progress, and you never know when a really good one might slip through the cracks. A short slate this week...

Street Kings
This is probably the prototype for the window-dressing type of movie I outlined above (looks good, is bad). The film is a big leap outside of ruffian-turned-screenwriter-turned-director David Ayer's (Harsh Times, Training Day) comfort zone. Oh wait, no it's not. Not at all. Ayer stays tried and true to his background, helming yet another tale of morally ambiguous L.A. cops who also happen to be macho clowns. However, it's hard to ignore the strong cast, from star Keanu Reeves (a bit out of place, methinks) to Forest Whitaker, Chris Evans, Hugh Laurie, Common, Jay Mohr and the handsomely named Cedric the Entertainer. I'm intrigued if nothing else.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing (in the theater): 61%

Prom Night
Remember Jonathon Schaech? The handsome, young Peter Gallagher-looking guy from That Thing You Do!? Well, he's just one of a never ending list of no-names and never-weres starring in this latest horror remake.

Hmm...what else do I have to say about this? Um...I think it has a pretty cool poster. And...uh...nope, that's it.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 0%

Smart People
If this movie doesn't scream Little Miss Juno Savage, then I just don't know what does.

Dennis Quaid, putting on some indie clothes after Vantage Point, and the always reliable Thomas Haden Church co-star as a pair of brothers that play Scrabble to see who can get the highest Triple Word Score. Ellen Page and Sarah Jessica Parker join in on the fun, playing a rousing game of Chutes and Ladders in the background. Sounds enthralling.
Fletch's Chance of Viewing: 50%
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Apr 10, 2008

Survivor: Micronesia Episode 9 recap

"It's just a f**king stick!"

And to think, Survivor is sold to us as a reality TV show. You could have fooled me - episode nine of Survivor: Micronesia was a riot from start to finish.

Bucking the traditional recap, I present you with the greatest hits:

* We started off with our dear friend Eliza, who made the startling realization that she annoys people. Not a good sign for her future.

* Erik, on his relationship with Ozzy: "I'm the monkey and he's the zookeeper."

* As the two tribes joined for a post-merge feast, James was the only brave soul that ate the delicacy of the day: vampire bats. The food critic sayeth: "It was like a juicy rabbit."

* In what has to be a Survivor first, and one that I can't believe Jeff failed to mention to the troops, the Ice Cream Boy completely fabricated a Micronesian word for the new tribe's name, telling his tribemates that "Dabu" translated to "good." Everyone lapped it up immediately.

* One thing that wasn't funny, but was edited that way: Ozzy, apparently a bit tipsy after the merge feast (with copious amounts of alcohol, as usual), snuggled up with Invisible Girl #1 (Alexis), while we cut back and forth between the two new lovebirds and a heartbroken Amanda, who just about looked ready to cry.

* A now desperate Eliza pleaded her case to an uninterested Parvati, letting her know that "You have my 100% loyalty" and "I'm totally with you." No, Eliza, you're with yourself. Said Parvati immediately afterwards: "I'm so sick of her."

* Some sad news, as the Immunity Challenge was not only a repeat from seasons past, but has to be one of the worst challenges ever. It consists of the survivors being placed in the ocean under a grate, with their heads barely above water. As the tide rises, they are tasked with (gasp!) not drowning! He or she who can breathe longest wins! Lucky for us, there was a beautiful upside to all this. Since Jason won immunity and had previously promised his "hidden immunity idol" to Eliza, we were on the fast track for two consecutive seasons with a fake idol being played. At the same time, Jason proved what an idiot he is, first acting cocky while speaking about the "look of failure" on Ozzy's face (which was, uh, actually the look of sickness, as the Ozzman had ingested way too much salt water and looked sick), then standing there like a buffoon as Eliza broke the news to him that the "idol" was just a stick. His response? "Well, that's a bummer." For Eliza it was.

* Finally, Ozzy gave us all the last laugh. After the fake idol was played, Jeff gave the tribe the song and dance about the rules of the idol before declaring "this is not the immunity idol." As he tossed it into the fire pit (a la last season), Ozzy yelled out "C'mon Jeff, that took hours to make!"

It was all worth it, Ozzy. Every minute.

Survivor: Micronesia homepage at CBS.com
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Enough!

Being not just a member, but also the president of the LAMB, I find myself perusing a plentitude of sites on a daily basis. I like to "keep up with the kids" and stay "in the know" with all the "hot" topics that people in "the real world" are writing about. I also like to overuse "quotation marks," especially when they aren't necessary.

Anyway, I've noticed a couple of things lately that are starting to bug me. They aren't the fault of any one person, and taken on their own, there isn't necessarily anything wrong with them. But collectively...well, that's another story. Allow me to explain:

Fletch to announce Disney's plans to announce its animation schedule for the next three decades

Really, is this news? In case you hadn't heard - and really, how could you not? - Disney/Pixar has (!) released their animation schedule for the next three years or so. Basically, it's just a list of titles and dates. Seeing this post in one place was surely enough, but I happened to see it about 10 times in the span of a day. Sure, Pixar/Disney has made some great movies in the past decade or so, but does anyone really sit around waiting for the news of when some movie you've never even heard of will be released? By the way, Sony called me to say that they're releasing "Hippopotamus" in 2011. It's a tale about...oh, that's right - who cares? It's not as though it's an adapted book or some other previously heard of work - that's just a name and a date. Please make it stop.

My next great movie idea

This rant is directed more at Hollywood than at any bloggers; it's just that I happened to catch a ton of references to zombie films lately out there in Blogland. Hasn't the zombie film been run into the ground yet? (Try writing something like that without there being a bad pun involved. It's harder than you think. "Done to death?" No. "Beating a dead horse?" Huh-uh.)

Either way, all the talk about dead people milling about has given me my idea for a zombie flick. It's called Zombie of the Zombies. The protagonist is a young man that happens to be a zombie. He wakes up one day (hungry for flesh and feeling a bit rigor-mortis-y, naturally) and notices that some of the zombies around him have started turning...zombier. This obviously freaks his 5-cell mind out. He's panicked, in a constant state of terror (and hunger). He couldn't stand (or comprehend) the thought of his zombie girlfriend and their adopted zombie children turning zombier, as he would then have to kill them. He does everything he can think of - namely, killing and eating the few remaining humans left and walking around a lot - to prevent this from happening. Hey, at least he's trying something. In the end, he makes a valiant effort to stop the zombiers from getting his clan, and succeeds in saving their zombie lives, only to be turned zombier himself. It's really heartbreaking, I tell you. However, it does set itself up perfectly for the sequel:

Zombier of the Zombiers
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Apr 9, 2008

Fletch's Film Review: Run Fatboy Run

I mean no pun intended when I say that Run Fatboy Run starts you off on the wrong foot. You see, when you have a schlub that ditches anyone (much less Thandie Newton) at the altar, it's hard to feel for them later. Granted, the film is about nothing if not redemption and forgiveness, but perhaps a little "get to know ya" before showing the character metaphorically kicking a dog isn't the best way to gain an audience's trust.

That, however, is probably the least of Fatboy's problems.

Considering the writers behind it, Fatboy should have been a smartly written comedy. Star/writer Simon Pegg and co-writer Michael Ian Black have nothing if not a great track record, including Black's Stella and The State, and Pegg's Hot Fuzz and Shaun of the Dead. However, one can't help but think that a sitcom veteran like director David Schwimmer is responsible for making the movie feel so...sitcom-y. It's full of pratfalls and cartoonish characters, and though it's hard to expect full-fleshed characters, it's downright depressing to see Newton's Libby reduced to being nothing more than a prize, an object for Pegg and co-star Hank Azaria to attain.


And poor Azaria. We know immediately that his character will be the antagonist, since he's the new man in Libby's life. However, it's almost as though the filmmakers decided there wasn't enough drama in the movie, so they changed him from being a competitor to a downright evil scoundrel. What's worse is that, at one point, he says something that's supposed to be shocking and offensive (and turn the characters and audience against him), but I found myself turning to Mrs. Fletch and saying that I'd do the same thing in that situation, wondering if that made me evil as well?


But, like much of the movie, everything is supposed to be black and white. Either Pegg's Dennis is an unredemptive asshole or he's a charming scamp who was just looking out for Libby when he ditched her. Either Azaria's Whit (a classic character for an antagonist if ever there was one - who's gonna root for a guy named "Whit?") is a rich, loving potential mate for Libby, or he's an inch away from being a wife-beater that hates kids. Dennis either runs the marathon and starts a domino-effect that will reap benefits for many, or he won't run it, ruining his life and those of just as many.


All that said, the funniest part about the movie is something that I'd swear wasn't even intended or thought of. Man-child that he is, Dennis lives in a frumpy, disheveled apartment that might look like that of any single 25 year-old man. On one of his walls hangs a poster for Team America: World Police. And yet, it's obvious that no one watched that movie, as there we are an hour into Fatboy watching Dennis hone his body into running shape...in the form of (wait for it) a montage.


"The hours approaching, to give it your best
You've got to reach your prime.
That’s when you need to put yourself to the test
And show us a passage of time
Were going to need a montage (montage)
Ooh it takes a montage (montage)


Show a lot of things happening at once,
Remind everyone what’s going on (what’s going on)
And when every shot you show a little improvement
Just show it all or it will take too long
That’s called a montage (montage)
Ooh we want montage (montage)


And anything that we want to know
From just a beginner to a pro,
You want a montage (montage)
Even Rocky had a montage (montage)


(Montage...montage)


Anything that we want to know
From just a beginner to a pro,
You need a montage (montage)
Ooh it takes a montage (montage)


Always fade out in a montage,
If you fade out it seems like more time has passed in a montage
Montage"


(lyrics by Trey Parker)


Fletch's Film Rating:

"I want you to punch me as hard as you can."
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Apr 8, 2008

Fletch's Film Review: Stop-Loss

Chances are good that you're not looking for any more Iraq War-themed films, but if you were to look for one that pretty adequately sums up my feelings on the conflict, while still not being a great film, this might be the one.

Unlike In the Valley of Elah, which had a firm, unmissable message, Stop-Loss is a bit all over the place. It knows one thing for sure - being stop-lossed sucks - but can't seem to make up its mind (or really even come to any conclusions) in regards to the hows, whys, and shoulds of the ongoing conflict.

Ryan Phillippe plays Brandon King, a soldier that, soon after being engaged in a deadly conflict that he led, is sent home to Texas, as his duty is complete. But of course we know that that isn't the case, as he will be called back by Uncle Sam in an effort to keep the area staffed with soldiers.

The thing is, he wants no part of going back. He's seen enough, he knows his life is at risk, and he just wants to stay put in America. Instincts take over and soon enough the film almost turns into a chase flick, with Brandon dragging his best friend's girlfriend across the country in an effort to talk to a friendly higher-up.

But all that is window-dressing for the real conflicts - the one between his ears, the ones between he and his friends (who range from true-blue to truly out of it), and the ones between he and his family. Flee his country forever in the hopes of saving his skin, or serve his (additional) duty to remain "American."

If the movie feels like a letdown, it's probably due to two main reasons. First, the oft-mentioned spamming of Iraq War movies that have been released over the past five years can't help but make the film seem like ground already covered (even if it hasn't been). Second, after the powerful Boys Don't Cry, and the subsequent nine year gap between films, Stop-Loss just can't possibly attain the same emotional impact as its predecessor. Had this been made by an unknown, perhaps the reception (by myself and others) might have been different. That may be unfair, but so is being stop-lossed.

Fletch's Film Rating:

"You seem a decent fellow. I hate to kill you."
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My Dinner With Andre, er, rather, My Weekend With Some LAMBs

A confluence of events led to not only a weekend spent with some LAMBs (virtually and in reality), but also to the usage of the word "confluence," which isn't one that I get to use very often. Let me explain.

To start off the weekend, I got an email from Mikey Filmmaker of Spaghetti Sauce and Sweet Peas. Mikey had seen that I was from Phoenix, and it just so happened that a film he produced, I Saved the World from Global Warming, was being played at the Phoenix Film Festival (which, like the formerly titled Phoenix Open, is actually held in Scottsdale, but whatever). As a bonus, Mikey was planning on road-tripping from the City of Angels with some of his fellow filmmaking buddies to catch the screening. Mrs. Fletch and I were planning on hitting the festival this weekend at some point (since we're festival regulars these days), but this gave us a perfect reason not to miss it.

Global Warming was playing in one of two "Arizona Shorts" collections, so we headed out Saturday morning to see them. It tells the tale of a man that, some years past, came up with the solution/"cure" for global warming. The only problem is, he was barely recognized at the time for his contribution, and, all this time later, works as a forgotten high school teacher questioning what to do for an encore. It's a well-written gonzo comedy, with crude (but effective) animation mixed in. The two leads are hilarious, and the production values are high. As an eventual wannabe filmmaker myself, I enjoy watching shorts, mostly for inspiration, but also to see the diversity in quality that can be done on a (relative to features) budget. I can gladly say with no bullsh*t that Global Warming was far and away the best of the seven shorts in the program we saw.

As a result, we were glad to meet up with Mikey (aka Mike) after the screening. The first ever LAMB-to-LAMB meeting (note: not as kinky as it sounds)! Luckily for Mike, the co-directors of the film held a short Q & A session immediately following the screening, so we didn't have to interrogate him on the whats, whens and hows of his film. But we did get a little background and, more importantly, got to meet a fellow movie lover (and blogger), in what I can only hope will be the first of many meetings between LAMBs. I'd wish Mike much success in his future as a producer, but (seriously) judging by the quality of this one, he doesn't need my assistance.

To cap off the night, we popped in a recent DVD purchase - the complete works of unHeralded Films, also known as the brainchild of fellow LAMB Shea Sizemore and Paul Metzger. The guys (and gals) of unHeralded have put up their collection of shorts for sale on the site linked above for a modest $10, and I highly recommend it. It features the work of Shea (who serves primarily as writer/director), Paul (actor/writer), another fellow LAMB Adam Frazier (writer/actor/producer), Tim Grant (cinematographer/writer) and Krystal Liner (producer), amongst others.

The feature presentation here is their latest, Occupato. I'll let them describe it: "Occupato adds a twist on the horror genre. This is a tale of unexpected heroism and courage amidst the strangest of circumstances...and guarantees you will never look at a portable toilet the same way again." It's a beautifully shot, 15-minute (or so) film that features Frazier as its star (well, outside of the portable toilet). More importantly, with this being the latest and greatest, and with the rest of the collection on the disc, it gives the viewer an insider's gaze at the growth of a filmmaking team. From Shea's humble beginnings as a claymation director (Poo Hero) all the way through to efforts on a music video, documentary and a few 72-hour film contest entries, the progression is clear, as each film seems to add an element previously missing from the one before it, whether that be an original score, added camera angles, or access to greater props. My only complaint? I'd have liked the DVD menu to have presented the films in opposite order, guiding the viewer from oldest to newest, rather than vice-versa. Oh, and how dare they not put Poo Hero on the unHeralded filmography page. A travishamockery, I say!

Could there be a LAMB Film Festival in the future? Who knows, but with talent like this on hand, I'd certainly like to think so.
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