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If you grew up in the 80s, then you're most likely a fan of the Alien film franchise. And why wouldn't you be, when the Xenomorph is probably the most badass film alien of that decade.
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| Compared to this guy. |
The layman will tend to think that Prometheus is a prequel to Alien (the first film in the Alien franchise), but director Ridley Scott vehemently denies this. While the film takes place in the same universe as Alien, Scott describes it as something more than a prequel, something that is an original film but just happened to have some similarities with Alien.
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Firstly, admit to the fact that you know a little more less about the great acting gamut that is Hugo Weaving.
...Smith was just reminiscing with how big his mouth can go, see?
And then, admit to two more outstanding actors in Guy Pearce and Señor Terence Stamp. Terence is usually the white-haired, reptilian-eyed antagonist of movies. Lesson learned from Madame Terence: no tweaking or alteration of voice quality needed─the deep voice actually adds up to the lady-ness of either the genuine drag, or the genuine lady. I should know, I adored one or two. bLOL.
And how about Guy Pearce? He's just the guy from Memento, L.A. Confidential, The Count of Monte Cristo, a much-criticized Time Machine, and a much-unknown The Proposition. To see him in an earlier Priscilla role is convincing to the starring roles he landed in succeeding movies. I must say, Felicia was his best─to his and to other's well-being. Seriously.
These Aussies are a bunch. Forget that tasty Wolverine actor guy.
Second stop: Female film editor in Sue Blainey. Shucks. No hetero guy was cool enough to take on the role of editor. We should develop more female editors. I taught one myself. And now, she's way in over her head─acting like a proud male with no beef to back her lanky body up. I told her so. LOL. Now I'm thinking to train two more belonging to the third and fourth genders, just to let her know of her now-threatened space. Moohahaha.
Lastly, is the race-y part which I'm proud of. You see Hollywood is really funny when it comes to casting a "general-ly" Asian woman. They just make her speak English like a Chinese or Vietnamese would. Then they make her curse in hellish Filipino-Tagalog.♥
Tips to fab (verb, adjective):
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. Australia. 1994.
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| CLICK to enlarge. http://i617.photobucket.com/ albums/tt259 |
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| One of the rarest times he takes his shades off in The Matrix and he does this. No, no, he isn't happy because he just got the Oracle's eyes, no. |
...Smith was just reminiscing with how big his mouth can go, see?
And then, admit to two more outstanding actors in Guy Pearce and Señor Terence Stamp. Terence is usually the white-haired, reptilian-eyed antagonist of movies. Lesson learned from Madame Terence: no tweaking or alteration of voice quality needed─the deep voice actually adds up to the lady-ness of either the genuine drag, or the genuine lady. I should know, I adored one or two. bLOL.
And how about Guy Pearce? He's just the guy from Memento, L.A. Confidential, The Count of Monte Cristo, a much-criticized Time Machine, and a much-unknown The Proposition. To see him in an earlier Priscilla role is convincing to the starring roles he landed in succeeding movies. I must say, Felicia was his best─to his and to other's well-being. Seriously.
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| Align if you see Marky Mark Wahlberg |
These Aussies are a bunch. Forget that tasty Wolverine actor guy.
I N T E R M I S S I O N: Movie music.
(Do) You kids actually know what this song means?
Second stop: Female film editor in Sue Blainey. Shucks. No hetero guy was cool enough to take on the role of editor. We should develop more female editors. I taught one myself. And now, she's way in over her head─acting like a proud male with no beef to back her lanky body up. I told her so. LOL. Now I'm thinking to train two more belonging to the third and fourth genders, just to let her know of her now-threatened space. Moohahaha.
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| OMFG so G 'n' R(!) |
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| FAB FACT: Who says dreamcatchers and Aboriginal art belong only to the natives? And didgeridoos? Come on now! Fab peeps can own everything. You must've learned that by now. |
Lastly, is the race-y part which I'm proud of. You see Hollywood is really funny when it comes to casting a "general-ly" Asian woman. They just make her speak English like a Chinese or Vietnamese would. Then they make her curse in hellish Filipino-Tagalog.♥
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| Her Alibi link |
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| Don't be, she packs a punch. Click away. |
Tips to fab (verb, adjective):
- Instead of purple, say "lavender"
- The barren desert is a perfect place to fab
The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert. Australia. 1994.
Finally.
I tried watching this even before it won the Best Picture Oscar. Unfortunately, due to poor DVD burning, and other factors, I was only able to watch half. That was before the Oscars. Now I've seen the whole movie. After the Oscars.
The camera work was very appropriate for the movie, all hand-held and steady cam shots. No stationary cameras at all. This was the same technique employed in Rachel Getting Married, to give it that documentary or reality show-feel.
Jeremy Renner was good, I'll give him that. But I didn't really think he was Best Actor material. Well, maybe there was no other great performance for that year. I don't know.
Some really great actors made very short appearances. Guy Pearce at the beginning. Ralph Fiennes in the middle. Just like in a real war. Some really memorable characters come and go.
If you're looking for hard core war action, like in Band of Brothers, this is not the movie to watch. This is about a bomb squad, for crying out loud, not front liners. But despite just being a bomb squad, the tension and the paranoia they feel on a daily basis will be given to the viewers in a little over two hours. Just like in a real war.
Did Kathryn Bigelow deserve the Best Director Oscar? I guess so. Not to be sexist or anything, but this movie has no trace of femininity whatsoever. You wouldn't even know it's a woman behind the helm. Well, that goes to show how under-appreciated women are. There isn't even a single female character in the film. It's really a man's world. Just like in a real war.
And finally, why was it entitled "The Hurt Locker"? Because the war zone is one big locker of hurt. Of pain. Of misery. Of suffering. And of unnecessary deaths. And for adrenaline junkies like Sergeant James, he prefers being trapped in this war zone locker of hurt over the relative freedom of civilian life. And his bomb suit, which supposedly protects him, also traps him; it ties him to his job, forcing him not to leave the job unfinished. Everyone on the battlefield has a job to do. Just like in a real war.
*some info from IMDb
pic from texttoflight.wordpress.com
The Hurt Locker. USA. 2009.
Rating: Eight out of ten.
What this film has proven about Christopher Nolan:
1. Christopher Nolan is undoubtedly one hell of a director, and is one of the best out there right now. I can only imagine how much the budget for this film was, but one thing's for sure: B-movie it ain't.
2. Christopher Nolan is a gifted storyteller. I haven't read the short story "Memento Mori", where this film's screenplay was based, but I can pretty much tell that both Chris and his brother Jonathan have storytelling in their blood.
3. Christopher Nolan is a master of non-linear narratives. I can't even explain it, since it's too complex to put into words.
Memento is like a sort of whodunit, except here you already know whodunit. You just want to know how it actually happens. And all this is done in reverse. It takes a writer with great skill to do that.
Guy Pearce is effective as the goldfish hero, while Carrie-Anne Moss and Joe Pantoliano remind me of The Matrix.
And let me just end by saying that Joe Pantoliano is one really talented actor.
*some info from IMDb
pic from ew.com
Memento. USA. 2000.
Rating: Eight out of ten.
Joe Pantoliano's acting: Nine out of ten.
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