In the past few weeks I’ve seen a few movies and totally neglected to blog about them. Enjoy the following selected thoughts on various recently-viewd movies.
Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist
Is it possible for something to be so self aware that it ceases to be self aware at all? If so, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist would definitely be the poster child for this seeming conundrum. Imagine the amalgam of every movie that was unintentionally cool and generation defining, but boiled down to a science– processed, and spit out like those creepy McDonalds chicken nuggets that only have four shapes.
This movies tries too hard to be Garden State, American Graffiti, and Juno rolled into one. And you just know that the sound track will be bitchin.’ Steer clear of this faux indie mess of skinny jeans and earbuds. Skip it.
Midnight Cowboy
Pressing on in my quest to watch every classic movie from the last 60s, I watched Midnight Cowboy expecting something very different from what actually played across the screen. Yes, there were steamy moments. Yes, John Voight made me think of Angelina Jolie the entire time. No, I was not prepared for the complexity of Ratso Rizo beyond that famous ad-libbed line “Hey, I’m walkin’ here!” Crazy. There’s much ponder about life beyond all that “we’re so small and insignificant” shit and even more to just leave in confusion and ambiguity. Strange, poigniant, unexpected. Watch it.
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
More 60s cinema. Paul Newman and Robert Redford play the pair of badass cowboys, respectively, who traipse around robbing banks and living as the outlaws who are far too smart and good looking to catch. It surprisingly flies in the face of the romanticized old west where you can kill a man and just disappear into the dessert, never to be heard from again. Cell phones or no, there’s never been such a thing as “getting away.” The landscapes are fantastic and the interaction between the two is fascinating. Watch it.
Almost Famous
Saw it for the first time about a year ago. Has taken on a strange new meaning for me in recent months. It’s basically a fictionalized version of Cameron Crowe’s adventure writing a cover piece for Rolling Stone about the Allman Brothers. The movie is riddled with interesting, quirky characters and events, including Frances McDormand as William (the Cameron Crowe character)’s hyper intellectual, protective mother, and Billy Crudup’s acid-dropping (“I am a golden god!”) rock star, Russell Hammond. Everything is so believable– the people, the music, the setting– and Almost Famous will defintely survive multiple viewings. Watch it.









On Wednesday, the gods finally relented and allowed the Nashville Scene’s Movies in the Park to take place, rain free. On tap? You guessed it– Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure, a movie that I’m sure haunts Keanu Reeves. If you haven’t seen it, it is pretty funny. The premise has to do with time travel. In the future, a society will be built around Bill and Ted’s crappy 80’s metal music, but unless they manage to pass history class, that will never come to fruition. So, George Carlin is sent back in time to aid them in accomplishing that last project. The pair winds up kidnapping various historical figures and bringing them back to 1988 San Dimas, CA. So ridiculous.
Yeah, yeah… we know. It’s definitely Tuesday and we’re shameless bums for not posting sooner. 
Sometimes it’s good to have your brain bent. This week, we signed up for Netflix, and the first movie to hit our mailbox was Donnie Darko, a 2001 indie flick that established enough indie cred for the Gyllenhaal siblings to keep them grounded in that realm though they have branched out into bigger, more commercial projects. 



