This weekend has been pretty eventful. I finally moved out of the flat I lived in with my now ex-boyfriend, straight into a house-share with 3 random strangers. Trying really hard to block out any horrible and scary feelings about my future I finally turned my thoughts back to film. All movies serve a purpose; they make you laugh, they make you cry, they nearly always make you think. This weekend I didn’t want to think or feel anything, I wanted to be completely and utterly soaked up as much mindless entertainment as possible. There really are only two genres that make this possible… Action and Horror, and I managed to watch both!
After the contents of my life were dragged from one place to another I took myself off to the cinema to watch The Taking of Pelham 123. Now I know in a previous blog I did say it was a no-go area for the broken hearted but let’s face it with Denzel Washington cruising his way through another half decent performance and John Travolta once again showing he can play the cartoonish physo badie I couldn’t really resist. It was as I hoped, okay. Sometimes films are allowed to be just okay if you don’t expect or want too much from them. The dialogue was tolerable; the performances were adequate and although the action scenes weren’t really up to scratch the film was relatively short so did hold your attention for the 106 minutes it was running. Film critic hat on for a second, the ending was rubbish!
I was out of the cinema by 8.30pm which meant I had a good few hours of my Saturday left to fill. I headed back to my ever reliable best friend who had just bought herself a Stephen King film adaptations boxset, which included Misery. I was a bit apprehensive watching a film about obsessive, unrequited love; I might get a few knee-capping ideas of my own! She had had never seen it before and I do love introducing people to films that I know they will appreciate as much as I do. So we turned the lights off, shut the curtains and settled in for another two hours of movie magic. Kathy Bates is fantastic as Annie Wilkes and James Caan more than keeps up with her as the ill-fated novelist. This nail-biting thriller is one of the best Stephen King adaptations and a film I would still recommend for a Saturday night viewing. It was1am when Misery finished and I finally got myself into bed, successfully all bad thoughts had been disregarded for the day. As I lay there I wondered what Sunday would bring, I was hoping for a big bucket of popcorn and the Die Hard box set.
After the contents of my life were dragged from one place to another I took myself off to the cinema to watch The Taking of Pelham 123. Now I know in a previous blog I did say it was a no-go area for the broken hearted but let’s face it with Denzel Washington cruising his way through another half decent performance and John Travolta once again showing he can play the cartoonish physo badie I couldn’t really resist. It was as I hoped, okay. Sometimes films are allowed to be just okay if you don’t expect or want too much from them. The dialogue was tolerable; the performances were adequate and although the action scenes weren’t really up to scratch the film was relatively short so did hold your attention for the 106 minutes it was running. Film critic hat on for a second, the ending was rubbish!
I was out of the cinema by 8.30pm which meant I had a good few hours of my Saturday left to fill. I headed back to my ever reliable best friend who had just bought herself a Stephen King film adaptations boxset, which included Misery. I was a bit apprehensive watching a film about obsessive, unrequited love; I might get a few knee-capping ideas of my own! She had had never seen it before and I do love introducing people to films that I know they will appreciate as much as I do. So we turned the lights off, shut the curtains and settled in for another two hours of movie magic. Kathy Bates is fantastic as Annie Wilkes and James Caan more than keeps up with her as the ill-fated novelist. This nail-biting thriller is one of the best Stephen King adaptations and a film I would still recommend for a Saturday night viewing. It was1am when Misery finished and I finally got myself into bed, successfully all bad thoughts had been disregarded for the day. As I lay there I wondered what Sunday would bring, I was hoping for a big bucket of popcorn and the Die Hard box set.
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