You probaly haven’t heard of it but ALL THE REAL GIRLS is the new one from the young man who made GEORGE WASHINGTON. Maybe you never saw that one either, it was kinda weird because it wasn’t about President George Washington or peanut innovator George Washington Carver, it was about some kid. Maybe he grows up to be George Washington, I don’t know, I don’t get it. But it’s a unique and effective movie made by a young dude nobody ever heard of and somehow it got its own Criterion Collection dvd and many nominations for Independent Spirit Awards. Now the kid got the job of directing a movie of the book CONFEDERACY OF DUNCES, which people have wanted to do for years and years. We’ll see how that turns out, I think the kid can pull it off but who knows I only read half of the book.
This one is a little more intimate than G-dub. It is basically about one short relationship and it is handled very realistically. Basically what this young man Gordon Green did, he took out all the movie bullshit and put in all the real life bullshit. So you don’t get no speeches about star wars or about how everybody feels deep down inside. You don’t get no oldies singalongs or elaborate romantic gestures. There are no cops or astronauts in this picture. The main dude is not a hitman. He just works on cars.
The people in the movie seem real because they talk real. They say things wrong and they don’t have clever quips. They don’t always know how to explain their feelings. That is why most people would hate this movie, but they would be in the other theater watching the one where Steve Martin dresses up as Bulworth. And the people in this theater will probaly love it. So it will all work out and afterwards they can meet in the lobby and still be friends. (more…)


First of all you gotta realize, this is one of them movies where a well known director decides to do a loose, low budget experimental quickie type picture. For example, while making his “real” movie, the chinese water torture of an animated feature that is WAKING LIFE, Richard Linklater also spent like a day or two doing a minimalistic three-character-play-on-digital-video called TAPE that was a little easier to stomach.
The Fifth Element is your usual Bruce Willis movie that starts out in Egypt in 1934 and ends up in some fancy space hotel in 2334 with this blue skinned space opera lady singing opera and then busting off dance moves. Bruce is introduced down on his luck, pretty much like in the Die Hards – his wife left him, he’s trying to quit smoking, his mom won’t stop hassling him and he’s “5 points away” from losing his job as a flying cab driver in space age New York.

















