Last night I had a movie night at my house with the intention of watching "Happiness of the Katakuris," described on the box as what would happen if the Von Trapps met "Dawn of the Dead." We were ready, we were anxious, we wanted to see that fricking film.
The (occasional) problem with borrowing movies from the library is that people are afraid to report when DVDs don't work for fear they'll have to pay for them. This seemed to be the case with "Happiness" because we tried to play that sucker in my DVD player and on both computers, none of which worked. The disappointment was great, I assure you. It was just lucky I had a stack of movies out, including "Nobody Knows" by the same director as "After Life," which is a brilliant film. We watched the former (so incredibly sad. Based on a true story, although much less brutal than the real story. We were sort of shell-shocked when the movie ended and decided to look up what really happened and kind of wished we hadn't) after attempting to watch "Metallica: Some Kind of Monster."
We eventually went back to the Metallica one after finishing the first movie, skipping over the music portions as much as possible, and had a good laugh. Poor Bob Rock, stuck in therapy with one of the most egotistical bands. Seriously, I'm surprised he didn't rip his long golden hair out. Three fricking years of that shit. A strong, strong man. My new hero.
We realised at the end that we probably could have saved ourselves the drama of the bassist replacement footage by looking at the cover. Instead, we actually watched most of the thing. The art auction was my favourite part. That and the shots of Bob Rock's face when one of the two major egos started talking about their feelings.
I didn't get to bed until almost 4am and am at work now, but am feeling OK. For the moment. Hopefully for the day.
One of my co-workers is THE movie guy in town and knows everything about every movie ever made (he worked full-time at Videomatica and people mourned and wept openly when he left) and he's meant to compile a list of good to excellent foreign films. I'm hoping for a comprehensive list that will see me through the year.
It's sunny today and this is one of the first days that I've worn a skirt and not been cold. Skirt season is upon us. Feel the excitement.
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