If you live in sunny Southern California you may have noticed something odd today: it’s not sunny. That’s right folks, the slippery rainy season has finally arrived. So get your umbrella out of storage, roll up your pant legs, and be prepared to spend an extra ten minutes on the freeway.
258 – The Heat
Now before you get really excited – this is not about the Paul Feig-directed buddy action-comedy starring Sandra Bullock and Melissa McCarthy (though my review of that film is: pleasantly alright, save for a truly awful – SPOILER ALERT – villainous turn by SNL‘s Taran Killam). No, I’m here today to talk about the literal heat. As in “the temperature.”
247 – Chinatown (1974)
Directed by Roman Polanski from a script by Robert Towne, Chinatown is yet another beloved film that I am ashamed to admit I had not seen until now. Luckily Roger Ebert’s The Great Movies gives me the perfect opportunity to correct these injustices. Chinatown’s reputation precedes it – the famous final line is forever etched in the cultural zeitgeist, and the controversial twist is still a disturbing shocker for those who have managed to remain unspoiled. But apart from being an excellent example of neo-noir, Chinatown is also a fascinating relic of two bygone eras.
160 – Forming an Improv Team
I love improv. I won’t apologize for that. I know it’s an unpopular opinion, but I personally believe that you ought to do things that make you happy. And getting on stage and making shit up with people that I like makes me happy. Sue me! I dare you! Good luck with that one, buddy. Have you calmed down? Good, because here’s the point. You can’t do improv without being on an improv team (surprisingly I’ve had no bites on my one-man improvised Shakespeare act), but – as we have previously established – I am not a social person. So what the hell am I supposed to do?
133 – Ticket Selection for LA Film Fest 2014
So I’m sitting at the table in a friend’s apartment, drinking a gin and tonic, and listening to this guy count off all of the women he’s had sex with in an effort to prove a point to his wife. And then I realize that I haven’t written a review yet today. I sure as hell can’t write about this experience (awkward), but I did do something else today. I made my schedule for this year’s Los Angeles Film Festival.