I've never completed watching A Bronx Tale. I remember flipping through the channels once, reading the movie's synopsis before changing it. I saw it last week though, the whole thing. And I loved it. The single most thing that I adored was the soundtrack. The AC was on high - just the way I like it - and I had wrapped myself with a thick, cotton blanket so all you could see were my toes and head. Most of the songs that were on there I knew. A few weren't and I fell in love with them instantly. Some of them were already on my iTunes library while others I had forgotten about a long time back. I remember hearing a few of the tunes that played throughout the movie; I bounced around happily while wrapped in my comfy blanket, remembering the when's, who's and where's of the first time I heard the song. The Rascals - It's a Beautiful Morning (zShare) I have never heard this song before but I fell in complete adoration. I listened to it first thing in the morning today while I was driving to work, smiling with my breakfast apple at hand. It makes me want to break out into a dance every time I hear it! It's such a cheery song and a great one to listen to in the morning.
The Flamingos & the Complexions - I Only Have Eyes for You(zShare) This is such a beautiful song. It's been a while since I heard not a good song, not a great one, but a beautiful one. It's full of vocal twists and turns and it works so well! YES! After you give it a listen, you might experience an "Aha!" moment and that's probably because you just might think of The Fugees' Zealots (zShare). Everything recycles itself but you can never go wrong with the classics. Bet my life on it. Heck, look at the world of haute couture. Who woulda thought that the 80's would make a fashionable comeback? Yeah. Aaron Neville - Tell It Like It Is (zShare) This was one of my favorite songs. I totally forgot about this song and when I heard it I was like, "Oh yayness!" because it brought back memories of fabulous mixtapes made by my Motown influence, Big Sis. It's so sassy, I feel like putting my hands on my hips and nodding my head from side to side when I do my whole lip sync routine. I love how it starts out, "If you want...something to play with, go and find yourself a toy." Total burn.
Dion & the Belmonts - I Wonder Why (zShare) Jukebox music is friendly music. Makes you want to dance, if you're in the mood though. You're either in the mood to hear something on the retro, bouncy end like this tune or not. Don't hear this if you're in a bad mood though, you might take your anger out on the next passerby with a firm, satisfying slap. Just don't, if you're mad and all. Jerry Butler (aka the lyrically emotional Ice Man) - Your Precious Love (zShare) A slow, lovey-dovey song by a soulful singer and songwriter.
The Cleftones - Little Girl of Mine (zShare) Another jukebox tune, or I think so at least. Still fun, still bright and cheery. I feel like I need to get into an outfit a la Sandy in Grease, before the permed hair and spandex get-up. The following songs are ones that I already had on me. That, however, doesn't make them less special. Well, I think that with this set you're set for the week, or at least I hope so!
But let me ask you this before I head to bed: What soundtrack(s) do you heart to pieces? I'd love to know about them. And I'm not talking about cutesy crap a la Grease; we grew up with our hair in rollers, acting out the whole "Look at me I'm Sandra-Dee" bit and doing that whole guys only routine with our arms out and fingers pointed while saying "Gooooooooooo...ugh ugh...", or Tarantino's kick butt soundtracks (has anyone seen Death Proof by any chance? I still get queasy when I remember the car crash with the leg and the whole face-tire thing going on...so ick). If you don't have Pulp Fiction's soundtrack, get it.
For more information about Sam Cooke, go here. The first one's my fave; it's from his album Night Beat. I like it best when I wake up surprisingly early on a weekday. I play it, and it's a good day. Enjoy.
With the exception of animated movies a la Ice Age, I vowed to never step foot in Kuwait's movie theaters. I'll get to that later but yesterday, my sister asked me to come see the atrocious horror flick, The Haunting in Connecticut. It's the type of movie that you don't really have to watch to figure it all out. Anyway, I wouldn't recommend it to anyone because it stunk. I went there mainly for the caramelized popcorn because it's been almost a year since I've had it.
Anyhow, the thing that really got to me is the spirit, ghost, demon or whatever it's called. Why are they always terrorizing the occupants of the household when really, the ghost wants everyone to help him/her out and be "set free" and/or wants the story of their never uncovered murder or what have you to be known to all? Why the destruction, manipulation, hallucinations, etc.? I mean, if I want to get something across, I wouldn't hurt the person I'm trying to get my message through to. I wouldn't slam doors or drawers, break a dish or play around with the lighting. That's just stupid.
Now that I think about it, the same thing happened with the idiotic ghost in Halle Berry's equally crappy movie, Gothika. I remember the ghost (I think it was a girl) tormenting Halle Berry's character. Why couldn't she, the ghost that is, just show up and say, "Hey, that dude killed me. Here's the evidence. So...what can we do? Can you help me out or...Oh, great thanks Halle's-character! Yeah *chuckles* I won't possess you don't worry!"
And there you have it!
I mean, ghosts were human beings once upon a time. Seems like once they cross on over to the other side they lose all sense of reason! I swear if I get a ghost who hassles me and ruins my day with mixed messages I won't try to figure his/her story out unless they settle the hell down and talk to me straight. I, however, wouldn't come to the ghost's aid if they like, hurl a lamp across my room. Supernatural tantrums will never work. Just tell it like it is, ghost!
The only ghost I sort of am sympathetic with is the chick in What Lies Beneath, mostly because I liked the movie. See, that's how they do it. I mean, I still theoretically don't like how the dead girl possessed Michelle Pfeiffer. There were some scary scenes in that one. But yeah, if the ghost is going to act like a jerk, maybe spin it the way it is in this film. Oh wait, and The Sixth Sense. Poor kid, had to see a lot before figuring it all out in the end. I guess the surprise element is more evident in the last two.
NB: The reason why I don't go to cinemas here is because it's a legalized rip-off. Now, say you get a pair of pants but they only give you ones with one leg. The other's just cut off. Either way, you have to pay full price for them. Same thing goes for movies here. They censor the films and make you pay full price (it actually went up from 2.5 to 3 KD). That's just not right.
25th Hour – Recommended by a friend I've written two movie review posts and not once did anyone mention Spike Lee's the 25th Hour! I was at a friend's house and we were picking out some movies to watch. My friend's brief synopsis of it sounded good so we popped the DVD in. It was incredible. Everything about it was amazing. The story, the spectacular cinematography (my favorite part was in the end, when Edward Norton and his friend were talking against the glass that showed off the dance floor), just everything. Now keep in mind it is an intense movie; it's not entirely depressing, just thoughtfully depressing, if that makes sense (it will after you watch it though). This is a definite must-see in my books. My rating: 9.5/10
The clip below is of Monty's (Edward Norton) famous New York hate speech. Don't worry, it's not a spoiler. It just gives you a taste of his angst against his fate behind bars.
Transsiberian– Recommended by a friend I was taken off guard by this movie. It really is a good film with interesting characters and a hand-wringing story that's going to suck you right into the thrill just before you're on the edge of your seat as I was. After they finished working on a goodwill project in China, the main characters Roy (Woody Harrelson) and Jessie (Emily Mortimer), a married American couple, hop onto the Trans-Siberian Express train that starts out from Beijing and ends up in Moscow. The two make friends with Carlos (Eduardo Noriega) and Abby (Kate Mara) on the train and the film starts to unravel then. I don't want to say anything else because I might ruin the story for you. In short, it's a tense, terse and tight must-see. My rating: 8.9/10
I've been catching up on classic movies and this one was in the bunch. I knew that this movie was pretty up there on the sex-o-meter, I just didn't think it was almost two hours of watching Kim Basinger and Mickey Rourke doing the rumpy-pumpy in various locations and mannerisms, so to speak. In terms of eye candy, this is a sure treat; the pre-face disfigured Mickey Rourke is rather edible in this movie, both in terms of looks and his saucy character and Kim Basinger is a young, naïve stunner, sort of a subtle cross between Brigitte Bardo's sass and Twiggy's angelic allure. Although steamy, there is a psychological factor in the film especially in the end. My rating: 6.9/10
"Because we're walking on the beach and I don't want to run out of batteries."
The battery bit was a lie. I knew our walk would last for less than an hour. And plus, I rarely get some complete alone time with him, away from everything.
"Oh look, this is mama's favorite seashell."
"Let me see."
"Here."
"I want to give it to her."
"Okay."
"Can you hold it?"
"Sure…I think we need a bag though. I can't hold all these seashells in my hand. Do you see any loose bags around here?"
Unfortunately, there were a lot of bags strewn around the beach area. All along the way, him and I tossed plastic and glass bottles that were near the shore toward the soft, grainy sand area that is farther away from the waves.
"Okay, here's one bag that isn't torn."
We continued to walk with no destination in particular. I had some black tar stuck on my right foot that I scrapped away on the mossy rocks. I don't know how some of it ended up on my fingertips.
We passed by kids that were about his age, three of them. They were looking at something that was being washed over and over again on the shore.
I was as curious as the children. I looked over at him as his face lit up.
"It's a crab!"
It sure was. And the three boys were trying to catch it but their attempts were uneventful. He was a bit older than them.
"Here, give me that."
He took the plastic shovel from one of the boys and managed to drag the little crab out onto the dry sand. The three boys were ecstatic.
One of the boys flipped the tired crap onto the flat surface of the shovel and skipped away to show one of the two women who were sitting on the wooden benches facing the beach. We saw him shove the crab between the two women and heard both of them yelping.
"Take it away!"
I was suddenly embarrassed. I smiled and waved. They waved back and laughed. All was well.
I was looking at the creams and lotions section at my district's mini-market when the product below caught my eye. I read it and had quite a laugh.
I read it and imagined a male voice over saying the lines in a deep, hoarse voice. If you can't read the text in the pictures above, imagine the voice over with me, "(Front) Sex appeal. Now you don't have to be born with it. This provocative, stimulating blend or rare spices and herbs was created by man for the sole purpose of attracting woman. At will. Man can never have too much."
(Back) "How to make the most of it? On your face. Use it like an aftershave. Just spray it onto your hand, and then slap onto your face and neck. All over your body (I can hear some oohing and ahhing now). Spray it right on (Sheesh!) On your chest. On your arms. Or wherever else you want Sex Appeal. It will do what it's supposed to do. Because it's more than the usual promise in a bottle. It's more like a guarantee."
If you want to know more about this lovely product, visit their website at www.jovansexy.com. Okay, I'm done for the day...