Ladder 49

I'm not sure why I force myself to watch movies that I don't really care to see, but this movie was recommended to me by Billy the Fireman. I kind of felt obligated to watch it. But I've had it out from netflix for a month now, if that tells you anything.

And now I know why it took me so long to bother with it. It's just not my thing. It's like a Lifetime Original Movie with a crappy, Disneyfied soundtrack. I believe Billy when he says this movie is pretty realistic, and he's still my hero and all, but I think I may be a little bit skeptical of his next movie recommendation.

Ramona and Beezus

Would you believe I watched this movie without my kids? I really kind of do have an excuse. They watched it while I was at work this weekend, and it's due back at the library tomorrow (um, make that today) and Beverly Cleary's Ramona books were among my favorites when I was little, so I just couldn't pass it up.

The movie was really cute, but I do have one complaint. Can they not find an actor to play a dad in this sort of movie who is in any way believable? The whole way through, Mr. Quimby (John Corbett) acted like it was the first time he'd ever met his family. At least Ramona (Joey King) and Beezus (Selena Gomez) were absolutely perfect. Once again I've been impressed by Selena Gomez. She's great!

Splice

Genetic experimentation gone wrong brings a whole new meaning to the phrase
"getting some tail."

White Oleander

What a downer. It's probably not the best choice if you've just found out first-hand that Polansky's wrecker service will totally screw you by charging $524.95 to move your vehicle four miles after it has been rendered useless by someone who drives like an idiot and you're trying to focus on all the good things in life. And it won't be a favorite of your husband's when his top two requests are gunfire and nudity. In fact, you may find that he has disappeared before half of the movie is over, and soon afterwards you may hear him snoring loudly.

But what a good movie! There are a lot of big names attached to this movie, which could mean a sucky flop, but each character was excellent. And the story is great. (It's about a teenaged girl named Astrid whose artist mother has been sent to prison for poisoning her ex-boyfriend, leaving Astrid to bounce between horrifying foster homes . . . what do you mean, that doesn't sound great?) I kind of sort of want to read the book now, except that my wish list is tooooo long and I'm being very picky about what I add to it.

This movie is not corny, sappy, overdone, or a tear-jerker. It is just the opposite of all those things: original, undiluted, subtle . . . and I didn't cry or feel like the movie thought I was supposed to. Two thumbs up, and a middle finger for Polansky.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part I

I saw this movie Saturday afternoon but wasn't quite sure how I felt about it, so I didn't blog about it right away. One thing I was immediately certain about, though: I won't be taking the kids to a movie again until my memory of it has faded enough that I go back to thinking it's a good idea. One asked questions loudly, one kept telling me she needed to pee (girl, get it straight! I'm not leaving Harry Potter to go to the bathroom! Oh, yes, Mother of the Year once again) and the third farted throughout the entire thing. Didn't even try to hide it.

But about the movie. Of course I've been excited about seeing it for years (no more so than the other HP movies, but still, excited), so the fact that it did not disappoint me speaks volumes. And it's a little bit unfair of me to complain that it was so dark and depressing, and that there wasn't much lighthearted humor in it--after all, that's the way the book was. And there's no point in whining about the parts that were left out; just as with all of the other HP movies, there's just no way to fit in every detail.

But there were two parts I am going to complain about. First, there were significant changes made to the scene where Harry and Hagrid escape to the Burrow on Hagrid's flying motorcycle; the way Harry betrayed himself was changed, and their crash was much less crash-y than in the book. Second, Harry (as Polyjuice Potion Runcorn) did NOT steal the eyeball. That kind of upset me. Those were not the only two changes, but those were the only two I disagreed with.

After only two significant missteps, you would think I would have a favorable opinion of the movie overall, but it left me with such a somber and serious feeling. Of course it's a must-see movie for any Harry Potter fan, of course they did a good job with it and it's an exciting movie, but I didn't love it. It's not my favorite. (It didn't help that Cedric Diggory doesn't show up in this one at all.)

The Corpse Bride

I prefer The Nightmare Before Christmas. Especially the music.

Panic Room

I kind of meant for this to be one of my Fright Month movies, but I couldn't manage to squeeze it in October. As it turns out, it was more of a thriller than a scary movie, anyway. It was unfortunately predictable, too. There were a couple of tense moments, and it's not like it was boring, but there just wasn't much to it. I prefer thrillers that keep me guessing and wondering and questioning, and there wasn't much of that here. At least now I've seen it and I can mark it off my list.