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Sunday, December 17, 2006

Daily View, 12/17: Helsinki Complaints Choir

From Eva, who is attempting to actually learn this language (granted, she's half-Finnish...). Why is the cord of the vaccuum cleaner too short... just like summer...

posted by kate @ 9:28 PM 

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

mui excellente.
and six plus minutes!

My tiny review for Apocolypto:

I should preface this by saying that I really do like some movies. I'm not one of these people whose trying bolster his stock in life by hating. I'm really not. Nor did I go into this movie with shockingly high expectations. As a matter of fact a year ago, I had gone to see King Kong with very high expectations and was so disappointed that I chose to commemorate the occasion by seeing what I thought would be a sort of campy film. In that I was expecting to be disappointed, I was not disappointed.
This movie should solidify Mel Gibson's place in movie history as a bad guy who makes costume-drama populist snuff films. Each of his movies seem to have that in common. This is a movie where the feel good high point comes in the first ten minutes and happens to be watching a man eat a tapir's testicles. (Oops, delayed SPOILER ALERT.) Honestly. Then it is a two hour dirge interrupted by unprompted monkey attacks, snake attacks, frog attacks, jaguar attacks, mayan attacks, unmanned bamboo anti-personal device attacks, underwater childbirth, quicksand attacks, poison ivy on your genitals attacks, people getting their hearts pulled out, people getting their heads chopped off and having their heads kicked down stairs, solar eclipses, waterfall jumps, and an absolute garden variety of blunt force trauma closeups.
I can appreciate that my attention span may not be Elizabethan in it's scope and I have been known to check my watch during a movie- but this movie actually seemed to believe that unless someone was murdered in full view and specific detail every two to two and a half minutes I was going to get up from my chair. And just to keep me guessing, sometimes there would be an animal involved in someone's demise. This was a movie somewhere between Nanook of the North and Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. He did zero research, sought to explain nothing, just show people get the hell killed out of them while wearing loincloths.
Climb every mountain, Mel.-k

1:16 AM  
Blogger kate said...

couldn't have said it better. the unprovoked animal attacks were my favorite, i think... nah, who'm i kidding—it was the bouncing heads.

lol, you said tapir's testacles.

here's that circus-music spoof of the passion of the christ i mentioned—all i've ever seen of that film:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7gW77SW0DLU

7:00 PM  

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