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24K! - Year in Film Preview
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Hello faithful readers.
I saw two amazing things this past week which make up for not seeing any "movies" per se. As I have recently received an "e-memo" from Mr. J. Wolanske, the future mayor of Greenfield, Mass, stating that I should "really try and get out more", to which, after calling his superiors and fuming about on a few chat rooms, I have finally agreed. And I am going to go and indulge in many a cinematic splendor right after I get through this week. And so why write a report now? Well friends, it's this easy. I do not need to go out to see something to marvel at, which I can sit at home, or in the home of Mr. Mike Vogl and watch the delirious conundrum that is the Philadelphia Eagles. Though I did give in to the Philly-chilly, which in my hometown is how we describe the overwhelmingly negative response we expect whenever a Philadelphia team is close to winning anything, I was so pleased to see my Donovan McNabb (he's the dude with the afro who eats Chunky Soup) win a game over the "Destiny" laden Packers, I have to report it. 4th and 26th and he MAKES it! Farverha or whatever, throws one up in overtime, I go "oh, no" then an Eagle CATCHES it for the interception! Take that Rene Zellweger. Hey I finally tried to watch the dismal Chicago. SNORE! Richard Gere, take the hamster out of your throat and back in your ass. Maybe then you'd be able to sing and dance. This thing is as exciting as Geraldo opening that vault. Hey, it's gonna be cool! NOPE, it's a terd stash!
Anyway - speaking of Bob Fosse, and when am I not! I was given the ultimate gift of my favorite movie of ALL time, All That Jazz on DVD. FINALLY! I don't care what hang up you have over Roy Scheider, who was not the little copy dude from SNL nor the Duke boy, but rather the guy from Jaws. I don't care what hang up you have about leg warmers. This movie is amazing. Ben Vereen is in it. And while not all the songs are terrific, Fosse's direction of the opening dance sequence is stunning. The weird part in the middle where he turns a lame ass song about air travel into an erotic strip tease is still kind of confounding, and not as sexy as I remembered it being when I saw it when I was 12. But regardless this should be "in your queue" as they say in the rental service industry.
Also this week I begin a campaign to win the Daniel Lee Oscar Pool. I am already ahead by 2000 points by a) being the Bewl, and 2) picking ALL of the winners of the special technical awards which were already given out. Oh and did anyone watch the People's Choice awards? I didn't think so.
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