Bond, James Bond has a new flick out.  And it’s long.  Really long.  It’s good.  But hella long.

The opening action sequence was a little unbelievable, not because I didn’t want to buy it, but because I don’t think people can quite jump that high.  Especially the character that was suppose to be involved, but whatever.

I also found the love scenes to be tedious.  One whole scene could have been cut out and kept the movie going.

On the bright side, this is by far the best looking Bond ever.  And believable as a secret agent or agent or whatever.

Side-note: the theater I saw it in did a super crappy job of putting the film together.  When the reel switches occurred there were either noticeable jumps in the film or flat-out blackness.  NOT COOL.

That’s what it is.  It’s Clerks 2.  People in the audience clapped when it finished.  Were they clapping because it finally ended or because they loved it?  It’s so hard to tell these days.

I may very well be the only person that liked this movie.

Was it cute and very rent-able/Sunday afternoon on Comedy Central?  Yes, of course.  That’s not why I liked it.

Super Heroes.  I love a good super hero.  This one comes with Uma Thurman as G-Girl.  What does G stand for?  I don’t care.  Should I?  She’s a freaking super hero that saves people all the time.

Now, the reason why I really liked this movie was how the powers worked.  Sure they came from space, but not only did it create a super hero, it made her crazy.  At least that’s how I’m viewing it.  With blond hair Uma is nuts.  Though the film ended I believe that the little blond/redhead super hero will eventually be just as nuts as G-Girl.

Plus it is really about strong, dependent women and the men they choose to date.  At least that’s what I want it to be about.  G-Girl a freaking super hero starts dating average man.  Average man is not that into her (WTF–hello super hero) and breaks up.  Since average man was stupid he has to suffer.  Throw a shark at him!

The super villian is just a guy who loves G-Girl, but she ignores him.  So he has to do super villian things to get her attention.  It makes sense to me. Sure it’s hokey and kind of dumb, but it is a movie.  Can you honestly say Little Man or  You, Me and Dupree is any better?

The Devil Wears Prada was surprisingly good.  I spent the entire time thinking does she have a choice?  Not if she really wants this job.  Plus afterward I grilled the former-corporate America folks I was hanging out with.  What did they wear to work?  Did it make a difference if they had Fendi bags or not?  I also really dug the explanation of why Andy was wearing a cerulean sweater.  Overall good, however probably a better rental.

Superman Returns is quite possibly the best Superman movie ever.  I mean that.  Seriously Superman IV was a waste of money.  Superman III was weird.  Superman II and Superman: the movie are classics–which the new film pays serious homage to and builds upon.

Brandon Routh is Superman.  Seriously he looks just like Superman and has the same mannerisms and everything.  Kate Bosworth as Lois Lane was okay.  Nothing great, she played it–I didn’t believe the smoking one bit, but that’s okay.  Kevin Spacey did a fantastic job as Lex.  He was brilliant.

Parker Posey, oh Parker.  Can you play anything but yourself?   Maybe it isn’t the acting that bothers me so, maybe it’s just the walk.  I hate your walk.  Change it.  Let’s just say that you were no Teschmacher.  Bonus Kal Penn.  I imagine the negotiations for the part went a little something like this:

Kal: Superman movie–kickin.

Big Hollywood Types: Yes, now you won’t be speaking.

Kal: Oookay, but I want lots of face time and to beat up Superman.

Big Hollywood Types: We can do that.

Okay during the climatic end of the film I couldn’t help but think: Jesus Richard use your eyebeams to help out.   I also think this movie is why Cyclops got killed so early in X:3.  Shit…work on crappy X-Men movie or go work on Superman?  Hmmm….kill me in X:3 I got to go hang with the cool kids.

Anyway this film rocks and is well worth the time & money.

This afternoon over my lunch break I watched Forbidden Planet.  I think this is Leslie Nielsen's finest film.  Seriously.  Okay, I just don't like this comedy.  This is the film that features Robby the Robot.  How can you not love a sci-fi film with a robot?  Plus this one deals with the Id.  We all love films that deal with Freudian ideas.  The Krells they conquered everything but the Id–the Id did them in.  Fear the id!  Woot.

Rock Fist Up!  This movie kicks ass.

Okay Tokyo Drift has a little something for all the gearheads.  It starts with a high school kid, Sean, a regular gearhead having some problems with the football team.  There is a great race through a developing suburb (which you all know how I feel about those) that destroys lots of stuff.  Thus Sean is shipped to his father who live walking distance from Shibuya.

When Sean shows up at his father's apartment, well I don't want to give away the movie, but I laughed really hard.  It reminded me of some of my friend's places and the nefarious things that they did.

Sean meets up with Twinkie who, of course, shows him the racing scene.  Thus he learns about drifting and the plot kicks in or something.  I loved it that he completely trashed a car in his first race because he didn't know what he was doing.

I think I liked this movie so much because it was more of the Japan that I knew, as opposed to the Japan shown in Lost in Translation. I knew high school kids who were out all hours doing god knows what and recording it all on their phones.  The fashions and way of life was familiar.  Hell, I knew people who had to leave town because of Yakuza.  Did I know any racerboys?  No.  I was in another subculture there-the surfing one.  It's the racerboys cousin culture.  I was the person who would point out the tricked out cars to my mates when we were in Shinjuku.  Hell I recognized some of the highways they filmed on.  Do I expect everyone to like this movie as much I as did?  No.  It's like the Dukes of Hazzard lots of fun.

Oh, and for the Cowboy Bebop fan this guy would so play the live action Spike.

Saw Over the Hedge on Saturday.  I found it to be delightful.  Steve Carrel as Hammy was fantastic.  I could related to Hammy, but only after ingesting 6 or 7 times the normal amount of caffeine in my diet.

Overall the commentary on suburban life was average.  It just played off well in the animated form.  It's always funny to see animated people be assholes.  Perhaps I just have an abundance of distaste for the suburbs.  I didn't grow up in the 'burbs, but rather a small town.  Driving through the 'burbs freaks me out.  Visiting friends who live in the 'burbs is even stranger as half the time I can't find their house–they look the same.  I usually look for their cars.  Let's bulldoze nature and build another subdivision where the houses all look the same and the coffee is weak.  Woot. 

It is a cute movie and will most definitely be highly quoted this summer.  My favorite: Oh, my jazz dance injury.  Bonus: there will be loads of kids getting into Ben Folds thanks to their wonderful soundtrack.

So I've been watching Batman for a while now.  Season Two introduced Batgirl (who we really didn't see again), Robin, and Catwoman.  Season 3 is where it started to fall apart.  I say that because the opening credits (or whatever) get changed.  Now when Robin is in the episode the music is different and it says, "the adventures of batman and robin."

 Don't get me wrong I love Robin, but don't fuck with my Batman introduction.  Seriously don't.  Season 4 everything got revamped and I stopped watching.  I liked the fact that it had Nightwing and Tim Drake as Robin, but it got too cheery for me.  I loved the dark deco, black, and brooding Batman. I did.  In fact I didn't watch Batman again till Batman Beyond.  Anyway, Batman is coming to an end at my house and regular Netflix movies will return shortly.

I went to see Art School Confidential. I surveyed this film and found it wanting. More specifically Todd Kasow and Robin Lee, the music editors together with Robert Hoffman, the film editor well you guys get bitch-slapped. I clearly felt a montage, but arg no montage music and nothing to really carrying the different scenes together. I liked the film, but certain editing/music choices were difficult to stomach. I suppose it was to be expected, but damn…since when does a montage not have montage music?