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Went buckwild at the local Blockbuster

We came back with seven movies. Here are my thoughts on each:

Troy – Excepting the first and last third of it, it’s sort of a fun movie. If you haven’t seen it, do yourself a favour and start at the scene where Paris fights Menaleus, then stop after Achilles squares off with Paris. If you know enough about the Trojan War to know that it had nothing to do with contraceptives, you’ll know enough to get by.

The Philadelphia Story – Like a screwball comedy, without the pacing or the humour. Wait, maybe it’s a romance. No. Not that, either.

Bowling for Columbine – If I learned one thing from this movie, it’s that Charlton Heston answers his own security intercom. (Ring it! More likely than not, he’ll let you in.) Oh, and America is scary.

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Anonymous said…
Bowling for Columbine was a great movie. I actually liked the cartoon, and the part where you realize that Marilyn Manson is not an idiot (which I never thought he was - ESPECIALLY after his spot in BMWFilms. :)

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Dave said…
Agreed, though I hated Michael Moore a little bit for wearing sunglasses during that interview. "Oh man, Marilyn Manson! Gotta look cool for this one. How, though? Maybe my Blue Blockers will do the trick!"
Anonymous said…
Haha.

Indeed.
I hope Michael Moore tones down a bit. I admire him for doing what he's doing. I actually think the new non-wookie look is quite cool as well. A new, more deadly Michael Moore.

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