Started a post whining about work. Then realised this was a blog, not an emo diary. So I'll knock of a few movies, just so I can say I've finished something I've started for once.
I think, in the last post about movies, I temporarily forgot how to count. It would appear that Contraband was 63 and Iron Lady 64. And so, with 36 movies to go, I endeavour to recall the rest of the movies I have watched this week.
#65 Code 46:
On the advice of a friend, I downloaded and watched Code 46. I must say, I was intrigued by the concept of a genetically modified / cloned world where the people with good genes were in the 'in' crowd and the others were banished to a world not dissimilar to 3rd world countries. The movie was set in China, yet everyone looked European, and accents were mixed and varied. The main character was a French Pom with a cleft lip and a genetically determined hair free vagina. The Male lead was an unattractive non-memorable yank. The story line is kinda difficult to explain, but the interesting parts that I liked were the concepts of viruses that you could, it would seem, choose to get if you liked. Most, however, were caught without the recipient's knowledge, and inflicted such things as 'Empathy' and 'violent physical dislike of specific people'. Oh, but the code... code 46 was a law that said, basically, that people with a close genetic match could not breed. Fair enough. But of course you just know that the main characters are going to bang, despite his being married. Next thing you know, she's having her memory erased, he's losing his job, and he's tying her to a bed so that he can fuck the virus out of her. In the end she dies or something and he goes back to banging his (much hotter) wife. Don't quote me on that. The dying thing I mean. Feel free to quote me on the much hotter wife thing.
#66 The Devil Inside:
Just what I needed I thought. Another exorcist movie. It had been a while since the prequel to the original and a long time since the original. The ads looked pretty good. Little bit of creepy, but perhaps in a more believable way than the Exorcist movies. I got myself all psyched. Got my popcorn, my coke, and my scared face on. Sat myself next to a hot guy to cuddle and use to shield my eyes. Then it began... documentary style narration... shaky hand held camera... poor acting. Where's my flyer? Did I read somewhere this was made by the same people as the Blair Witch Project? Had I wasted a perfectly good hot-guy-scared-girl opportunity? Stuff it - I'll pretend it's a chick flick instead. He obviously agrees - a popcorn fight and some good old fashioned teenage petting prove to be much more interesting than the movie. Then. Without any warning. The movie is over. I hate to be a movie ending ruiner - but this was shit! Pointless ending. No questions answered. No happy ending. No particularly twisty and bad guy winning ending. Just nothing. Lame. Luckily, however, the side entertainment was nowhere near as anti-climactic.
I know there must be more movies, but I'm at a loss. On a separate note, however, it has come to my attention that at least one viewer of my blog stumbled across the page by Googling "Little Girls 69". I am highly offended, but a little grateful that as a result they got my page instead of what they were looking for. I mean, maybe my ramblings were enough to distract them from the disgustingness they were originally after.
At the same time, however, I am becoming conscious of the inappropriateness of my sometimes innocent statements. For example, upon reflection, I realise that this post could quite easily be found through google searches such as 'vagina', 'yank', 'hot wife', 'teenage petting', and again 'little girls 69'.
Note to self: be more careful in future (but it's not worth changing for this post - hell I've already written it and I'm not one for making life harder).
Just what I needed I thought. Another exorcist movie. It had been a while since the prequel to the original and a long time since the original. The ads looked pretty good. Little bit of creepy, but perhaps in a more believable way than the Exorcist movies. I got myself all psyched. Got my popcorn, my coke, and my scared face on. Sat myself next to a hot guy to cuddle and use to shield my eyes. Then it began... documentary style narration... shaky hand held camera... poor acting. Where's my flyer? Did I read somewhere this was made by the same people as the Blair Witch Project? Had I wasted a perfectly good hot-guy-scared-girl opportunity? Stuff it - I'll pretend it's a chick flick instead. He obviously agrees - a popcorn fight and some good old fashioned teenage petting prove to be much more interesting than the movie. Then. Without any warning. The movie is over. I hate to be a movie ending ruiner - but this was shit! Pointless ending. No questions answered. No happy ending. No particularly twisty and bad guy winning ending. Just nothing. Lame. Luckily, however, the side entertainment was nowhere near as anti-climactic.
I know there must be more movies, but I'm at a loss. On a separate note, however, it has come to my attention that at least one viewer of my blog stumbled across the page by Googling "Little Girls 69". I am highly offended, but a little grateful that as a result they got my page instead of what they were looking for. I mean, maybe my ramblings were enough to distract them from the disgustingness they were originally after.
At the same time, however, I am becoming conscious of the inappropriateness of my sometimes innocent statements. For example, upon reflection, I realise that this post could quite easily be found through google searches such as 'vagina', 'yank', 'hot wife', 'teenage petting', and again 'little girls 69'.
Note to self: be more careful in future (but it's not worth changing for this post - hell I've already written it and I'm not one for making life harder).
