February 16, 2009

Movie for a Sunday Afternoon

Remember that music? Back before you could actually choose to watch whatever you wanted, when you wanted? Roz and I would watch Movie for a Sunday Afternoon, I think on the Buffalo station, with that ditzy music plunking in the background, and the man's boomy voice telling us it was about to start.

Well, I decided to watch my own Movie for a Sunday Afternoon yesterday. Two, actually. And I made awesome picks, if I do say so myself. We watched Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist, which is darling. Really. Loved it. When I watch (seldom) the attempted romantic comedies that come firing out of the Useless Cannon (you all know the one's I mean: desperate women tearing each other's hair out to get to guys not worth the hassle), I wonder why they can't make more like this one. A perfect little movie, strong, strong performances all around (Drunk Girl is very funny - and drunk girl is rarely funny) and, I don't know, just a little gem.

But my favouritefavouritefavourite movie in ages? Appaloosa. I know, I know. I have a type. But this is the type. I love me some western - and with Ed Harris, Viggo Mortensen and Jeremy Irons in the stirrups, well, be still my fluttering heart. It's awesome. Harris co-wrote and directed - it's a project from his heart, and it shows. He and Mortensen have a subterranean friend-magic going on that is lovely - especially in tough guys. And, it's funny. Favourite line? Harris struggling to describe Renee Zellweger's widow-character, who he's fallen for though he realizes he can't quite lasso her which has left him perplexed. "She's refined, she speaks well, she's pretty, she dresses fine, she plays the piano, she chews her food good but it appears she f*cks anything that isn't gelded."

I'll even take Zellweger - I've liked her better in other stuff, and I still think Diane Lane would have been better here, but, hell, she already did Lonesome Dove as the pivot between two best friends, and I guess that just couldn't happen again. Shame, though.

I think I need to do one of those regression-type things to find out if I lived a hundred years ago on the prairies or something. I've never even been on a horse but these movies just make me want to charge around on one shooting things and drinking shots of whisky and being all kinds of hellacious.

As soon as I put the laundry away.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was hoping that when Viggo reloaded his gun after (spoiler) shooting Jeremy Irons that he was going to plug a couple into Rene. Really didn't care for either her character or her smirky performance. But that's just me.

February 16, 2009 1:38 PM  
Blogger Lorraine said...

Ha! I wanted the same thing!
(She woulda deserved it....)

February 16, 2009 1:40 PM  
Blogger OmemeeOzzie said...

Didn't Dalton tell you to do stuff with the boys today rather than this writing stuff?!?!?!?

I did not think there would be mail delivery today, it being Family (guy) Day and all, unless, fo course, that was Friday's delivery... I was pleased, though. A Valentine from my wife, presently in Florida, finally showed up!

February 16, 2009 2:10 PM  
Blogger DJW said...

Our family actually gathered round the set today for the History Channel's M*A*S*H-a-thon.

They had never seen 'Goodbye,Farewell and Amen' and the tears flowed.


February 16, 2009 9:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

DJ.... One of the best shows ever aired on the tube. The final ep was a tear jerker for sure...


February 18, 2009 7:56 AM  

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