December 2010 - Can't Stop the Movies
Can't Stop the Movies
31Dec/102

Commentary: My Most Disappointing Movies.

Today is New Year’s Eve, the holiday that is typically the most disappointing day of the year.  Everyone goes out expecting the time of their lives and usually what ends up happening is that you spend more time trying to have fun than doing things that would actually be fun.  In honor of this disappointing holiday, I am going to list the five movies that were the biggest disappointments to me.

These movies are not the worst films I had ever seen, or possibly not even bad at all.  These films are ones in which I had very high expectations of and in the end product did not come close to what I had imagined.

30Dec/100

127 Hours (2010)

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30Dec/100

The Legend of the Guardians (2010)

Andrew INDIFFERENTI write to you all today with sadness.  The opening moments of Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of Ga'Hoole (LotG) featured a soaring score and deftness of flight that matched the gorgeous visuals that popped up on screen.  The owl swooped and hunted, taking a rat home for his family, and I was all set to enjoy a rip roaring adventure that appeals to the five year old in me that doesn't get enough love.

29Dec/100

The American (2010)

Andrew DISLIKEThe American is an overly portentous miscalculation in that most appealing of all independent movie genres, the existential assassin.  It seems like we get one or two of these movies every year and for all the excess style flowing out of The American, it's probably good that we got just the one for 2010.  It's difficult to point to just one thing in the film and say "It's all wrong", it just all coalesces into a deeply unsatisfying film experience.

28Dec/103

Ingmar Bergman: The Silence (1963)

Each Tuesday Andrew will be going through every available film of Ingmar Bergman.

Andrew COMMENTARYOne of them is angry and the other sad, one is sensual and the other pragmatic, one emotional and the other logical - and neither knows how to communicate with the other.  There's a sadness in this that neither one of them is willing to admit.  The floodgates won't open, they'll never be angry or sad with each other again, there's just them, the child accompanying them, and the endless silence that can't be addressed by anyone and since this seems to be a world without God, there's no hope that it will be.