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A hoot

You know how some days seem to have a recurring theme?  Yesterday was like that for me.  And the theme was…

OWLS

It began when I was shopping for a good friend who had a baby. Everything that I looked at — receiving blankets, rattles, you name it — had owls on it.

Don’t get me wrong, they’re cute…but they were everywhere.  And they were staring at me with their big, googly eyes.

I got t-shirts with devils on them instead.  Much less demanding.

Next, I went to the theatre to see Source Code.  One of the trailers was for a horror movie called Priest. Wouldn’t you know it — owls were circling overhead during one of the satanic fights!

Thank goodness Paul Bettany is cute, even with a big ol’ cross tattooed on his nose.

I still made it home in time for the season finale of “Mr. Sunshine.”  Matthew Perry continued his series-long slam of his own looks…and what animal did he compare himself to in last night’s episode??

Well, who’d have thunk it? He really does.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Something reel

Hey — Whole Foods.  You and me?  We need to talk.

I know you’re big in the natural and organic foods biz.  At last count, you had more than 300 stores in North America and the UK.  Good for you…couldn’t have happened to a greener bunch of guys.

But movies?  They’re my guilty pleasure, and I’m okay with that.  But nooooooo…here you come along, trying to make the whole movie-going experience GOOD for me.

Bastards.

The Do Something Reel™ Film Festival, sponsored by Whole Foods, will visit over 40 cities during the month of April.  The six theatrical features illustrate in film “how the choices we make can have a huge impact on our bodies, our economy, and our environment.”

Plus, they’re as good for you as a Chai Almond Smoothie.

The film’s subject matter varies — the foods you eat, the bags you carry, coal in America and disappearing bees — but they all support the themes of Earth Month.

Okay.  I’ll admit the films sound interesting.  Heck, I’ll even attend if New York City makes the short list.

But we gotta have a chat about the snack list…

Conspiracy

I saw a movie trailer at the theatre last night that looked so good, I didn’t want to see the feature anymore.

I’m serious.

Have you heard about The Conspirator?  Directed by Robert Redford, the film tells the story of Mary Surratt,  the lone female charged as a co-conspirator in the assassination trial of Abraham Lincoln, and the reluctant lawyer who agrees to defend her.

Based on that description, you may think, “Huh.  Historical drama.  Could be interesting, could be mind-numbing.”   But wait until you hear the lineup of actors Redford has assembled.

Robin Wright as Mary Surratt.  James McAvoy as her lawyer.  (It’s about time he returned to the screen.  I know he was a voice in Gnomeo & Juliet, but that doesn’t count.)  Tom Wilkinson.  Kevin Kline.  Evan Rachel Wood.  Jonathon Groff.  Stephen Root.  Danny Huston.  Justin Long.  Alexis Bledel.

Heck, it usually takes a lame movie like Valentine’s Day to get that much talent in one room.

But this film looks great — epic even.  I could hardly get through the trailer without cheering.  I was disappointed when it ended and I had to watch Unknown, the movie I had gone to see.  (Don’t get me wrong — it was actually pretty fun…lots of car chases and plot twists and turns.)

But McAvoy and Redford together?  Hell, that’s a movie event!

Come on, April 15th — tax day never looked so good!

Must see

I’ve already seen a lot of movie trailers this week (and there are two days of movie watching still to come).

There is the ‘green team’ — The Green Hornet and The Green Lantern — and for some reason, they always seem to run them back-to-back.  Poor planning on someone’s part at the studio.

And, of course, that blasted Little Fockers trailer has been running for months.  I don’t know what’s more annoying — its total lack of originality, or the audience laughing at it every time.  Depressing.

But my favorite discovery so far at the theater?  Cowboys vs. Aliens (and it’s not even a cartoon, folks).

The movie trailer opens on a dusty town you’ve seen in a hundred other Westerns.  Then, out of nowhere… aliens attack!  And Harrison Ford is in it!  And Daniel Craig and Sam Rockwell… with Jon Favreau directing!

I mean — come on!  How could this not be the funniest thing ever?

Check out the trailer.

I know, I know — it’s no Fockers. So brace yourself.

You might just see something you’ve never seen before.

Fey everyday

Hey Tina.  Big week, huh?

We’ve got “30 Rock” tonight — a rerun, but a recent one with the incredible Michael Sheen as Wesley, your reluctant romantic interest.

Then Friday night we’re meeting up at the movie theatre for the anxiously awaited “Date Night” with Steve Carell.  I have laughed hard at every trailer viewing, so I’m pretty stoked (even though I just read a mediocre review — the critics are such ruiners).

On to Saturday night, and Tina, we’ll be together again….’cause you’re hosting “Saturday Night Live.”  No doubt you’ll open the show with your uncanny Sarah Palin impression, or we’ll see it very soon thereafter.

When Sunday comes, I’m thinking feature in the New York Times in addition to the magazine covers that I’ve already spied this week.  And heck, the way things are going, I’ll probably see you walking down the street later that afternoon.  We do both live on the Upper West Side.

But, I have to be honest, Tina — I need some space.

It’s not you; it’s me.

You’re smart and funny and accomplished and, well, everywhere. You are dangerously close to be seriously overexposed.

A little less Tina would make us all appreciate you even more.

Let’s just enjoy the weekend…and after that?

We’re on a break.

The name’s the thing

I haven’t seen “Hot Tub Time Machine” yet.

But it’s on my short list.

I don’t need to know the plot.  I don’t need to know who’s in it (although, I’ll admit, I did accidentally see John Cusack in a poster).  I don’t even care what critics are saying.

“Hot Tub Time Machine” is one of the greatest movie titles of all time.  Based on that alone, I will take my chances at the theatre.  It deserves to be seen.

And whether “Hot Tub Time Machine” is a good movie or not, let it be a lesson to movie makers everywhere:

The title matters.

The name of the movie alone can put butts in the seat.

“Hot Tub Time Machine” has inspired me to write — not a great movie — but a great movie title.

(I’ll worry about the rest later.)