http://www.mugglenet.com/trailer.php
AHHHH! Potter fans rejoice around the world as Warner Brothers has released the brand new Deathly Hallows trailer. For those fans who have read the books, the images used in the advertisement add life and body to the scenes they have such vividly pictured in their minds. This brings up an interesting point. Which two-part-movie-based-on-a-book will prevail in at the box office? More importantly, do box office numbers really deem a winner and a loser within the cinema? Critics?
From past experiences, people have relied on the weekly box office numbers to direct them to which film or critics to tell them who was on their game and who was not. James Cameron demolished it twice with Titanic and Avatar while Christopher Nolan annihilated it with The Dark Knight. These movies (with the exception of Avatar in my opinion) were deserving films. However, sometimes the box office is...skewed we'll call it.
Of course I am referencing Twilight. Why in the world their final book Breaking Dawn is being made into two parts is clearly obvious. It is to rival the Harry Potter film franchise. Here's the deal, the Harry Potter film franchise has spanned over 10 years. The first film was released in 2001, and the last part of the Deathly Hallows will be in 2011. That is ten years of groundbreaking CGI and A-list actors from British film and...oh yeah..the FIRST franchise to hire Robert Pattinson. Harry Potter also gained fame in a very trying time for the U.S. We had just gone through the aftershock of September 11th and I know for me, the books were a place of solace. It allowed me to fall deep into a magic place away from problems as minuscule or grand as they were. The characters were also relatable. I knew a brown frizzy haired know-it-all and a gangly funny kid (Hermione and Ron) and I knew plenty of kids from less than desirable living situations (of course nothing as abusive as near starvation like Harry was) so I felt like these were approachable. I do not however know a vampire, a werewolf, or a weird girl who is so painfully awkward yet has men enamored by her. I feel that the franchise will end just like Harry Potter but the latter franchise will transcend more age groups, social groups and time. Twilight will disappear after the movies have come out because it only appeals to a very specific audience.
So, as I predict both parts of both movies will do very well but I see Twilight coming out on top. Why? Because I just see the franchise getting a huge rally of support as well as those few people who mob the theatre dressed as Harry Potter characters to harass the Twilight fans. This is what they forget..since they bought the tickets, that money gets counted toward the box office totals...yeah...good plan.
Money in the end does kind of determine the popularity of its film however it does not determine its significance or its quality. Both films appeal to its audiences. Neither of the film's fans are any more or less intelligent of the fans than the other. Neither of the film's fans are better or worse. It is better just to live separately and peacefully than endlessly bashing the other no matter what the box office says.
(Go HP)
Monday, June 28, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Don't Cross the Road if You Can't Get Out of the Kitchen
Okay, so I am quite aware that this is late but I was reminded I had never posted anything about my FANTASTIC St. Patrick's Day on my blog...only on every other device, facebook, twitter, etc.. So, here it goes.
This thing that I embarked on many moons ago when I was just a little girl would someday come back to me many years later. I was nine or ten when I read about this movie being the worst thing on the face of the planet. The movie reviews were right next to the Comics in my hometown newspaper so after reading the comics I would read about the new films released and reviewed. My eyes wandered from Peanuts all the way to an article about this movie about these two guys who basically killed people they thought were evil. In my mind I thought that there was nothing wring with this. There were words I didn't understand like vigilante or homosexual at the time but none the less I was enveloped in this review. They were Irish brothers that got rid of the scum off the streets of Boston. It sounded interesting to me despite the lackluster review it got and I glazed over the rating, of course, R. I had begged my parents to see Titanic when it came out in 1997 and they were nowhere near letting me see anything higher than a PG until I was actually old enough to go to a PG-13 movie. So, with that being said rated R was out of the question. My dad and I always liked to watch movies together and I had seen both Goodfellas and The Godfather I and II by the time I was ten. Did I understand them fully? No, but I understood what made them great films.
So, I folded the newspaper back up and forgot about it. I went on to junior high and there were these kids in my class that wore these long dark coats and some of them would go back and forth with dialog I knew they didn't come up with due to all the swearing and accents they put on. When I inquired to one of them what it was from they looked at my incredulously and replied, "It's from The Boondock Saints. You've seen it right?" I said no, and they instructed me to watch it online or try to find someone with the movie. I had befriended a girl at school who had unlimited access to her computer and television unlike myself and I went over her house and we watched it. I was in love.
What I was most in love with was Murphy McManus played by Norman Reedus. He was my favorite McManus. I relished the dialog, the unpredictability and sheer raw genius that Troy Duffy and composed and couldn't understand why so many people didn't like it. It's a WONDERFUL concept! Why wouldn't everyday people doing dirty work be a hit. Because like Murphy said, "Admit it, you've thought about it." He was intoxicating to me. I immediately tried to find more movies he was in which was believe me, not an easy feat for a young kid whose parents were strict with movie ratings. I actually ended up watching some over the Internet at school. Anyway, I had found a movie that i felt embraced my way of thinking that basic things like rape, theft, and killing are things every person should be able to stay away from no matter what their religion or race is.
As we skip ahead to fall of 2009 I see someone I am friends with on facebook posted a link to a Boondock Saints 2 trailer. It was like the past came back. I immediately wanted to find everything out about the movie. Who was in it, who was not in it, what was the plot, the premise, the new third saint (RIP Rocco) etc. I was hungry for it. However when it came out, no one would see it with me so I was forced to wait until it came out on DVD. It came out, I bought it on its release date and watched it...4 times. I was obsessed. That night I was online and in my adware there was an ad for a Boondock Saints party. I figured it was just a showing but when I clicked on it, I saw that there was going to be cast members there. I saw Norman's name and instantly paid for three tickets for me and some friends.
So, fast forward to St. Patrick's Day. I arrive at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston and I see their tour bus. Right next to the tour bus, there he is...Norman Reedus. I make my way to the front of the crowd, pretty bravely, as I am only five feet three inches. His producer then stops me and says, "Hey, pictures can wait we've got to get him inside." I looked at the manager dead in the eye and said, "Please." He moved aside and Norman turned, he had aged only a little and his crooked smile widened to a friendly and warm,
"Hi, how are you?"
"I'm well. How are you holding up in this?"
"Oh, you're the first person to ask that. I'm fine I guess haha could be worse."
"Would you mind taking a picture with me? I know your producer really wants you inside for a meal or something..."
"Oh. Oh ok, yeah sure. What's your name by the way?"
"Erin. I'm Erin."
"Holy crap, Erin out on St. Patty's Day, how appropriate. Haha"
As we take the picture my stupidity sets in and I said, "I really liked that movie you were in with uhm...uh...*snaps fingers trying to recall ALAN RICKMAN'S NAME* uh...Snape." Now, I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan and the fact that I forgot Rickman's name is mortifying to me to this day. He laughed and went, "Snape? OH! Alan Rickman, Dark Harbor, Oh I'm glad you liked it haha."
With that, we took the picture and my friends and I went inside after we waited in line. After getting our signed posters and meeting up with the bad guy in the film who was also Jason in Mean Girls, we headed back out. I saw Norman again and my friends said they wanted a picture. I of course wen over and reintroduced myself but he already knew.
"Erin! Hey, what did you think of inside, nice right?"
Yeah, it was great. Can't wait for Bob to get up there...my friends were wondering if you would pose with them?"
"Of course!"
I told my friends to say a quote often repeated in the movie (very explicit so I won't repeat it here) and he thought I had said, "ducky love" and then thought it might catch on. I actually wouldn't mind seeing if it would catch on and see if it got back to him...although I doubt he would remember.
He took the photo only after inserting another Parliament Light and hamming it up. After watching Bob Marley perform (aka Detective Greenly) we went back out to see if we could catch Rocco. Sure enough, we did. I yelled, "Rocco!" and he turned around arms open welcoming pictures and autographs. After meeting up with Rocco and seeing the bands perform, I went back outside and told my friends, I wanted to get rid of something on my bucket list if he would do it for me. I had a bucket list task that was "Kiss a celebrity". I figured, why not. I went up to him very timidly and said,"Ok, so this is going to sound a little peculiar but, (he puts his arm around my shoulder so he can hear and I nearly pass out) uhm, I have a bucket list-"
His eyes widen, "Oh my God," he then takes both my hands and interlaces his fingers, "Do you like..wanna have sex or something?" I laughed and said I had something different in mind. I said "the hardest thing I think that's on this list is to kiss a celebrity. I understand you've been so gracious to me taking pictures, signing my ticket in eyeliner, even acknowledging my existence so if you say no I completely understand." He stared at me and I thought I had really blown it. As I went to walk away and say, forget it, he passed off his drink, took me in the crook of his arm and kissed me in the middle of Commonwealth Ave. Afterwards he leaned in and asked how old I was. I said, "20." He cupped my face and said, "I hope everything on the bucket list happens for you."
I left that party walking on air. I recently turned my sister on to the movies and she has taken an interest in Sean Patrick Flanery's Connor McManus. I only hope if she ever gets to meet him that he is as much a gentleman as Norman was to me. He was nothing short of pure etiquette and a genuine sweetheart. I only wish I could have talked to him more about his art exhibits and short films. Until I (hopefully) run into him again I will have the best night of my life in my memories forever.
This thing that I embarked on many moons ago when I was just a little girl would someday come back to me many years later. I was nine or ten when I read about this movie being the worst thing on the face of the planet. The movie reviews were right next to the Comics in my hometown newspaper so after reading the comics I would read about the new films released and reviewed. My eyes wandered from Peanuts all the way to an article about this movie about these two guys who basically killed people they thought were evil. In my mind I thought that there was nothing wring with this. There were words I didn't understand like vigilante or homosexual at the time but none the less I was enveloped in this review. They were Irish brothers that got rid of the scum off the streets of Boston. It sounded interesting to me despite the lackluster review it got and I glazed over the rating, of course, R. I had begged my parents to see Titanic when it came out in 1997 and they were nowhere near letting me see anything higher than a PG until I was actually old enough to go to a PG-13 movie. So, with that being said rated R was out of the question. My dad and I always liked to watch movies together and I had seen both Goodfellas and The Godfather I and II by the time I was ten. Did I understand them fully? No, but I understood what made them great films.
So, I folded the newspaper back up and forgot about it. I went on to junior high and there were these kids in my class that wore these long dark coats and some of them would go back and forth with dialog I knew they didn't come up with due to all the swearing and accents they put on. When I inquired to one of them what it was from they looked at my incredulously and replied, "It's from The Boondock Saints. You've seen it right?" I said no, and they instructed me to watch it online or try to find someone with the movie. I had befriended a girl at school who had unlimited access to her computer and television unlike myself and I went over her house and we watched it. I was in love.
What I was most in love with was Murphy McManus played by Norman Reedus. He was my favorite McManus. I relished the dialog, the unpredictability and sheer raw genius that Troy Duffy and composed and couldn't understand why so many people didn't like it. It's a WONDERFUL concept! Why wouldn't everyday people doing dirty work be a hit. Because like Murphy said, "Admit it, you've thought about it." He was intoxicating to me. I immediately tried to find more movies he was in which was believe me, not an easy feat for a young kid whose parents were strict with movie ratings. I actually ended up watching some over the Internet at school. Anyway, I had found a movie that i felt embraced my way of thinking that basic things like rape, theft, and killing are things every person should be able to stay away from no matter what their religion or race is.
As we skip ahead to fall of 2009 I see someone I am friends with on facebook posted a link to a Boondock Saints 2 trailer. It was like the past came back. I immediately wanted to find everything out about the movie. Who was in it, who was not in it, what was the plot, the premise, the new third saint (RIP Rocco) etc. I was hungry for it. However when it came out, no one would see it with me so I was forced to wait until it came out on DVD. It came out, I bought it on its release date and watched it...4 times. I was obsessed. That night I was online and in my adware there was an ad for a Boondock Saints party. I figured it was just a showing but when I clicked on it, I saw that there was going to be cast members there. I saw Norman's name and instantly paid for three tickets for me and some friends.
So, fast forward to St. Patrick's Day. I arrive at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston and I see their tour bus. Right next to the tour bus, there he is...Norman Reedus. I make my way to the front of the crowd, pretty bravely, as I am only five feet three inches. His producer then stops me and says, "Hey, pictures can wait we've got to get him inside." I looked at the manager dead in the eye and said, "Please." He moved aside and Norman turned, he had aged only a little and his crooked smile widened to a friendly and warm,
"Hi, how are you?"
"I'm well. How are you holding up in this?"
"Oh, you're the first person to ask that. I'm fine I guess haha could be worse."
"Would you mind taking a picture with me? I know your producer really wants you inside for a meal or something..."
"Oh. Oh ok, yeah sure. What's your name by the way?"
"Erin. I'm Erin."
"Holy crap, Erin out on St. Patty's Day, how appropriate. Haha"
As we take the picture my stupidity sets in and I said, "I really liked that movie you were in with uhm...uh...*snaps fingers trying to recall ALAN RICKMAN'S NAME* uh...Snape." Now, I am a HUGE Harry Potter fan and the fact that I forgot Rickman's name is mortifying to me to this day. He laughed and went, "Snape? OH! Alan Rickman, Dark Harbor, Oh I'm glad you liked it haha."
With that, we took the picture and my friends and I went inside after we waited in line. After getting our signed posters and meeting up with the bad guy in the film who was also Jason in Mean Girls, we headed back out. I saw Norman again and my friends said they wanted a picture. I of course wen over and reintroduced myself but he already knew.
"Erin! Hey, what did you think of inside, nice right?"
Yeah, it was great. Can't wait for Bob to get up there...my friends were wondering if you would pose with them?"
"Of course!"
I told my friends to say a quote often repeated in the movie (very explicit so I won't repeat it here) and he thought I had said, "ducky love" and then thought it might catch on. I actually wouldn't mind seeing if it would catch on and see if it got back to him...although I doubt he would remember.
He took the photo only after inserting another Parliament Light and hamming it up. After watching Bob Marley perform (aka Detective Greenly) we went back out to see if we could catch Rocco. Sure enough, we did. I yelled, "Rocco!" and he turned around arms open welcoming pictures and autographs. After meeting up with Rocco and seeing the bands perform, I went back outside and told my friends, I wanted to get rid of something on my bucket list if he would do it for me. I had a bucket list task that was "Kiss a celebrity". I figured, why not. I went up to him very timidly and said,"Ok, so this is going to sound a little peculiar but, (he puts his arm around my shoulder so he can hear and I nearly pass out) uhm, I have a bucket list-"
His eyes widen, "Oh my God," he then takes both my hands and interlaces his fingers, "Do you like..wanna have sex or something?" I laughed and said I had something different in mind. I said "the hardest thing I think that's on this list is to kiss a celebrity. I understand you've been so gracious to me taking pictures, signing my ticket in eyeliner, even acknowledging my existence so if you say no I completely understand." He stared at me and I thought I had really blown it. As I went to walk away and say, forget it, he passed off his drink, took me in the crook of his arm and kissed me in the middle of Commonwealth Ave. Afterwards he leaned in and asked how old I was. I said, "20." He cupped my face and said, "I hope everything on the bucket list happens for you."
I left that party walking on air. I recently turned my sister on to the movies and she has taken an interest in Sean Patrick Flanery's Connor McManus. I only hope if she ever gets to meet him that he is as much a gentleman as Norman was to me. He was nothing short of pure etiquette and a genuine sweetheart. I only wish I could have talked to him more about his art exhibits and short films. Until I (hopefully) run into him again I will have the best night of my life in my memories forever.
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