Normally when we go out in the world to review films, we end up in one of the smaller theaters at the Ritz 5 with a mere handful of other journalists and/or bloggers. For Twilight: New Moon, not so much.
Normally when we go out in the world to review films, we end up in one of the smaller theaters at the Ritz 5 with a mere handful of other journalists and/or bloggers. For Twilight: New Moon, not so much.
Only four new movie choices for this weekend, folks. Looks like Hollywood couldn't rustle up many opponents who wanted to do battle against the juggernaut that is Twilight. Cowards.
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Maybe it's because I love war movies. Maybe it's because I love George Clooney. But The Men Who Stare at Goats, based on a book by Jon Ronson and directed by Grant Heslov (a distant relative-of-a-relative by marriage, but that's not really pertinent), was definitely on my list of most-anticipated movies of 2009. The film, which is based on more truth than you'd like to believe (a paraphrase of the opening title card), follows a reporter's quest to learn more about an elite group of psychic soldiers, nicknamed "Jedi warriors," also features (as Allison so eloquently put it in today's CinePhillyist) "Obi-Won, Kaiser Soze, and The Dude"—a cast list that at once made me giddy with anticipation and totally nervous that the movie wouldn't do its cast justice.
The film industry is clearly running scared of Halloween and Major League Baseball. Don't waste your time at the movies—nothing good to see there anyway. Trick-or-Treating, costume parties, and Phillies games rule this weekend.
Tonight, we're headed to the Franklin Theater at the Franklin Institute for night one of the FirstGlance Film Fest, another indie showcase sponsored by OctoberFestPhilly. We're especially looking forward to Dark Room Theater, written and directed by Temple grad Ben Pollack.
Films: The Loss of a Tear Drop Diamond; A Town Called Panic
"That very night, in Max's room, a forest grew and grew and grew, until his ceiling hung with vines and walls became the world all around."
Last week the unthinkable happened. Couples Retreat won the box office race taking in 35.3 million dollars. People, don't you realize what you have done? You've only encouraged the studios to make more bad romantic comedies. You've proven they can still make money off of less than mediocre offerings if they release them on a date where there's no competition. Yuck.
Hello all you film loving freaks. (Just kidding on the "freaks" there, we love films too.) Pull out your pencil and planner because The 18 1/2 Philadelphia Film Fest starts today.
You probably know someone like Big Fan's Paul Aufiero. Diehard sports fan, lives and breathes football for the season, refers to the team as "we?"
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Well it's about damn time Quentin Tarantino's World War II action-adventure flick finally comes out, after nearly 10 years in development. stars Brad Pitt as the commander of a crack squad of Jewish-American soldiers charged with killing—and scalping—as many Nazis as possible. For as long as it took to come out, we hope it lives up to the awesomeness of its premise.
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Note: Hey, Phillyist readers! Whiz was out of commission for a bit there, and actually we can't promise we'll be back again anytime soon, but at least for today, let's enjoy some crazy links together, eh?
We think we've just seen the next movie that people will be quoting at parties.
So, um, I don't get it. The Time Traveler's Wife is a highly-praised reality-bending romance, beloved both by critics and many of my friends. I've seen people push the book earnestly into somebody else's hands, saying, "Trust me, you'll love it." Sure enough, they would love it, and tell their friends, and so on. Now that said beloved novel has spawned a mopey, over-literal film adaptation, I can ask what I didn't ask then: why should I care?
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