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Another cinematic year is complete. The explosive dust from the summer blockbusters has settled. The tears from the tragic dramas of the award season have been wiped from our cheeks. And everybody remembered Kate Hudson had once again been in two horrible films in one year.
Allow me to first thank Hollywood for delaying the first Christmas film until at least Thanksgiving weekend. Last year the film Fred Claus was released in the first week of November. I not only hated the film, but disliked it even more because I was not in the holiday spirit. Call me a Scrooge for not wanting to see a film about Santa Claus only a week after I dressed up like a Power Ranger for candy.
With a gadget in one hand, martini in the other, and a beautiful woman standing close by, Secret Agent James Bond returns to the big screen in this week’s new release The Quantum of Solace.
McLovin’ is back! Stifler is back! Brian Fantana is back! What more could you ask for in a film? This week’s new release Role Models brings all of these recent comic stars together for a story of inspiration, relationships, energy drinks, and children that use the “f” bomb more than Chris Rock. The combination is truly magical.
If it is the season of scares, and I am not talking about the presidential election, then you can assume there is another Saw film. This year, Lionsgate Films gives gore enthusiasts their fifth installment in the series and as an annual tradition, I was in the audience opening weekend.
Some presidents led their country to victory during war. Some presidents inspire reforms to better the lives of millions. Some presidents even take a stand against big business to prevent economic corruption. But, only one president has famously choked on a pretzel while watching a football game.
Since fall break, Hollywood has released more than ten different films. Most of these films will probably entertain the intended audience, but I encourage growth and diversity as intellectual film viewers. Why pay nine bucks to sit through mindless dribble like Beverly Hills Chihuahua, when there is such an incredible variety!
Boring. Mindless. Unfunny. No, I am not describing the characteristics of an introductory level statistics class; instead, they are the three words that best fit this week’s new release My Best Friend’s Girl. Starring a trifecta of type-casted stars, Dane Cook, Kate Hudson, and Jason Biggs, the film tells the story of two types of asses trying to fall in love.
Is it just me or has the crime drama genre gotten out of hand?
It seems like every week there is a new criminal mystery or conspiracy that takes great stars from serious melodramas to running the streets of L.A. in the rain to catch a predator. Not to mention the superfluous amount of detective shows on TV that takes timeslots from the usual sitcoms.
The lights and explosions of the summer blockbusters are dimming. The masses of film attendees are declining, and the unnecessary Mummy sequels are still not salvaging Brendan Fraser’s career. It must be the end of the summer for Hollywood and the beginning of the transition into art films for the award season in the fall.