Christmas is the Season...

...for MOVIES!

First off, Yes Man. I love Jim Carrey. He can do no wrong. Even when he does weird roles, like the Grinch. He is a comedy GOD! So, naturally, I'm excited about his most recent movie:



I'm also a die hard fan of disaster movies. I'd call it a guilty pleasure, because I don't think I've ever seen a truly fantastic disaster movie. But this trailer for 2012 gives me goosebumps. Could this be the one? (It doesn't come out until July 2009, but I'm including it anyway.)



It stars John Cusack, of which I am also a big fan. I just watched Martian Child and War, Inc. and he did both very well, even though the movies themselves weren't all that spectacular, so at least we'll be looking at a well acted movie? Maybe? I don't know. I pretty much only go to these movies to see the death and destruction via special effects. Good lord, what does that say about me?

Also on the disaster movies front, Knowing comes out in March of 09. It stars Nicholas Cage, of which I'm not the biggest fan. But it doesn't matter because I'll see it anyway. Just like I'll see The Day the Earth Stood Still, with Keanu Reeves, who is my absolute least favorite actor. I have no choice. Here's the trailer for Knowing.



I must admit, the story is pretty cool. And finally, one of the most anticipated movies of the Christmas season, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button. I am so excited for it because I know it's probably going to be one of the last original movie ideas for a while, considering that the economic crisis is foretelling horrible sequels and feel-good movies.



Get excited!

Sailorman

Voila! Popeye. Courtesy of Melissa.

I've also been notified of the posting of certain photo booth photos, so I'll have some up ASAP–probably tomorrow morning. Or for you, 3 in the morning.

I'm leaving in ten minutes to go see Dark Knight at the Palads theater. Yay!

Don't Forget the City

This evening, I set aside some quality time that I could throw away at the movie theater seeing Sex & the City. I went to see this 2 AND A HALF HOUR film with my work buddy, Stacey, and her mom. And we all walked out thinking the same thing: it was better than we expected.

Now I'm sure that if I had watched more than 2 AND A HALF HOURS of collective Sex & the City episodes, I would have been more giggly and bouncy while exiting the theater, but having little to no history with the characters actually did not matter. It's kind of sad that you can recap 6 seasons of a television show in 5-minutes, but it was done pretty well.

Charlotte was, bar none, my favorite of the four characters. She's all bubbly and giggly and then BAM! she unleashes a torrent of hate at Big that rivals that of the nuns from my high school. That and I feel bad that she pooed her pants. (Yes, I'm one of those people that can't use the accepted terms and instead uses words like "dookie" and "wizzle." And no, I will never grow out of it.)

Tomorrow, I've got plans to see Speed Racer with a few people from work. I know what you're thinking:

"But Kate, you willingly watched an episode of COPS, visited Martha Stewart's blog, borrowed an electronic jazz remix album from the library, saw Sex & the City, AND now you're going to see Speed Racer? In theaters? And will pay!? How can I believe you have any good taste in you whatsoever?"

But you see, I have a philosophy when it comes to the arts. If all you look at or take in is good film, good television, good design, then everything you ever see is the best and you have no adequate rating system. Plus, people love to hate things. I think people bond more over collectively hating something than loving it. It's like, "Oh, you hated No Country for Old Men? Me too! You're cool with me."

What am I saying? I'm going to Speed Racer because I'm kind of hoping someone has a seizure while watching the movie.

Big Plans

School has been over for a few weeks now, and the Summer Movie season is starting to get its groove on. There's a handy little guide to movies coming out this Summer over at firstshowing.net that gives release dates and previews.

So far, I've got 3 of the 22 under my belt: Ironman, which was uh-mazing; Prince Caspian, which was very entertaining; and Indiana Jones, which was downright bad. But I have high hopes for others on the list:

The Happening, M. Night Shyamalan's first R-rated movie. Something about end-of-the-world movies just makes me all tingly inside.

Wall*E. I don't think I've ever fallen in love with an animated character so quickly. 20 seconds into the trailer and I'm speaking incoherent baby babble.

The X-Files I Want to Believe. And no, I am NOT ashamed. At least I don't want to see the (hopefully) last movie in the Mummy trilogy.

And Tropic Thunder, the movie that will launch a thousand quotes.

Also coming this Summer are the Olympic Games. Recent ads for the games show memorable moments in Olympic history narrated by non other than MORGAN FREEMAN! I have many times expressed my deepest wish that Morgan Freeman would follow me around for a week and narrate everything that happens to me. And seeing these ads gets me ONE STEP CLOSER.