Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts

Sunday, April 6, 2008

The Weekend That Was

RiversideDD and family are now settled in their new home and DH and I are beginning to relax and recover from the move. We started Thursday afternoon and finished up today. Last night DH said just about every muscle he had ached from all the lifting and tugging. But now it’s done and we’re enjoying our new-found solitude. Really enjoying!

We went to see "Leatherheads" Friday and DH was so tired he dozed off intermittently during the movie; I never bother him as long as he doesn’t start snoring. The movie was entertaining but DH expected more football and I expected more romance in this romantic comedy.

“Dodge”, George Clooney’s character wants to save his struggling 1920’s football team and makes an offer to Carter, (John Krasinski) a star college player and war hero that he and his manager (Jonathan Pryce, wonderfully unctuous as CC) can’t refuse. However, a fellow who served with Carter tells a newspaper editor that Carter isn’t the hero everyone thinks he is. The editor then sends Lexie (Renee Zellweger) to get the goods on Carter and promises her the assistant editor’s desk if she’s successful.

The movie then runs on two tracks – one showing the evolution of football from an anything-goes sport to one with rules and a commissioner; the other, the unmasking of a hero. One line in the movie, "The country needed a hero, so we gave 'em one" reminded me of the Jessica Lynch story – a distraction for me.

The movie was enjoyable, lots of good music (Randy Newman, a personal favorite) and beautifully photographed. There was plenty of snappy dialogue between Dodge and Lexie and Carter was the sweet guy from The Office. The fight scenes (there were plenty) were over the top but in a Keystone Cops kind of way. Not enough football for DH, not enough romance for me but all-in-all it was an entertaining couple of hours. We both agreed on that.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

At The Bijou

Have you seen the previews for Leatherheads, the football movie set in the 20's starring George Clooney (swoon), John Krasinski (the Office) and Renee Zellweger? It looks like a movie both DH and I will enjoy. We first saw the preview while watching There Will Be Blood. DH laughed loud and hard and has been waiting for the movie's opening ever since. Well, it opens Friday and we plan on seeing it before helping our daughter move this weekend. I owe him a good movie after dragging him to see TWBB. As we left that movie he said something about the movie proving all oil men are *&$$#!*^, including Cheney - which earned him a small round of applause from those around us.

DD is feeling much more comfortable with her driving. One of the more critical drivers rode with her today and told her she's doing just fine. His only criticism was that she drove a little slow which she acknowledged. She thinks her speed will pick up as she becomes more familiar with the different routes; right now it's a new one every day.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

And the award goes to.........

Fresh snow in the mountains, the rain is over and gas is under $3/gallon!When we watch the Academy Awards, there are always movies or performances we haven’t seen. Not this year as we are making a project of seeing all the major films and performances. It costs $7.50 each to see a matinee (before 6:00pm) with the senior discount of $1.00. Afterwards we go out to eat or stop at Starbucks for a latte and discuss what we've just seen. The different locations create a better atmosphere for discussions; if we were home, I'd be reading or studying and DH would be watching television. Not exactly conducive to stimulating conversations!

I've just finished reading a most unusual book and need some time to reflect on it: "The End of the Alphabet" by C.S. Richardson. It was never in my "currently reading" list because I finished it before I had the time to list it. It's that small - only 121 teeny-tiny pages but thought provoking. I may join a local bookclub but don't want to dissect a book so much that it kills all the enjoyment. Picky, picky.