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December 26, 2009

Ingmar Bergman ’s Fanny and A…

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Ingmar Bergman’s Fanny and Alexander mined his boyhood for impulse; next came the autobiography, The Magic Lantern; and now, his screenplay recounting his parents’ courtship and early days of confederation preceding his birth. But the joy which finally infused the earlier film is lacking in this much bleaker interest. Henrik Bergman (Fröler) is an impoverished theology student when he meets spoiled, rich Anna (Pernilla August). Instantly attracted, the couple spend the next two years battling parental forbidding; once together, their problems honestly begin… Bille August has place to develop relationships and survey the touching nuances which go first to numerous confrontations; with cinematographer Jörgen Persson, he conveys a firm have of oppressive bastard forces; and the film boasts impeccable performances (von Sydow is splendid as Anna’s father). But with a running time of three hours, this weighty play-acting tests the most patient embodiment.

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December 24, 2009

South Park – 3-Pack: Volume 1 review

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The "South Park: Imaginationland" DVD release combines the three-part trilogy of episodes from Season 11 into a sixty five smart ´spotlight-length´ film. The ´Unrated Director´s Cut´ throws away the Comedy Central Censors and goes due to the fact that the of a deer gralloch with a number of F-Bombs and other swear words that typically are bleeped out during the televised episodes. The three episodes at first aired on Comedy Central between October 17 and October 31, 2007.

The required underlying recounting of "Imaginationland" is that Cartman had made a sell with Kyle that if he could prove that leprechauns sincerely existed, Kyle would suck Cartman´s balls. The leprechaun appears and Cartman tells Kyle that he expects to gain relief for his biting balls. However, the leprechaun delivers a message that a terrorist attack is menacing. Kyle, Stan and Butters gain a special hot air balloon and after a instead horribly ditty, the Mayor of Imaginationland takes them to a post where all of man´s visionary creatures prevail. A terrorist attack on our imaginations causes an uproar and the Pentagon must elect whether or not they should nuke our imaginativeness.

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A few subplots are thrown into the film to tot up to the basic storyline. Butters becomes trapped in Imaginationland but serves as the Neo-like celebrity who can harness his imagination and help crush the evil imaginary creatures that threaten to befall our wit. Stan is sent into a "Stargate" strain device to follow in the footsteps of Kurt Russell (who is raped by made-up Christmas critters) and find out what is happening. The government and others step in to help Cartman gain the oral delight he craves from Kyle and a few other things chance. Kenny doesn´t die.

"Imaginationland" is not the "South Park Movie." It is to the letter what it is: three episodes combined to tell their entire tale arc and removed bleeps to purvey stronger interaction that what is typically heard on Comedy Important. It is rude and undeveloped, but fans of "South Park" should discern it tremendously funny. I did. There are a number of parodies throughout the take. "Star Wars" is heavily parodied and Luke Skywalker is one of the nine legendary figures who servants guide Butters. "The Abyss," "The Matrix," "Stargate" and countless cartoon shows are also parodied.

What I enjoyed the most in "Imaginationland" was the plethora of informal characters that populated the film. I saw Smurfs, Predators, Aliens, Freddy Kruger, Jason, Orko from He-Crew, Care Bears, Strawberry Shortcake and dozens of others. Some of the familiar characters heed an star-crossed demise and those that spurn the old "Strawberry Shortcake" cartoons will find themselves rewarded here. Characters from above-named "South Park" episodes are also included in this hour long opus, although I was surprised to not see Mr. Hanky.

If you are preggers another "South Park: The Movie," you are booming to be unsatisfied with "Imaginationland." This is nothing more than a three be a party to collection of episodes joined together and containing a unimportant foul lingo and perhaps a few extra bits of footage. There is oodles of oral making love, rape, murder and other off-colored jokes contained in the show and this may be some of the more vile South Park lay you will find, but once the Salt 11 slug set comes out, "Imaginationland" on DVD will serve exclusively as a more harsh compilation of part of the season. It is ludicrous and it is crude, but if you´ve already seen the episodes, it doesn´t suggest too much more. It is definitely something over the extent of the "South Park" faithful.


December 21, 2009

Hoot By Jim Lane This articl…

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Hoot
By
Jim Lane

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05.04.06

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A new kid at a Florida high school (Logan Lerman) is befriended by a brother and sister (Cody Linley and Brie Larson) who are trying to stop the building of a restaurant that threatens the habitat of some burrowing owls. Writer-director Wil Shriner (adapting Carl Hiaasen’s young-readers novel) has an appealing and timely ecological message, but he wraps it up in a clumsy and slovenly package. The three leads are likable, but they can’t overcome a slapdash story or some wild overacting by the likes of Luke Wilson, Tim Blake Nelson, Neil Flynn and Clark Gregg—all of whom have done good work before (so their shameless hamming here can be laid squarely at Shriner’s feet). Jimmy Buffett (who co-produced and makes a cameo appearance as a teacher) contributes some infectious songs on the soundtrack.

December 17, 2009

Babylon A.D. review

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December 14, 2009

It Could Happen to You review

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The original tenure of “It Could Turn up to You” was “Cop Tips Waitress $2M,” which is the gentle of entitle that sums things up pretty nicely. But this is the kind of agreeable imagined comedy that you can sum up in a few tabloid headlines, which is what director Andrew Bergman (“Honeymoon in Vegas,” “The Freshman”) occasionally does.

Nicolas Cage is Charlie Lang, a good cop walking a beat in Manhattan — an extremely good cop. He delivers babies, apprehends bad guys and plays stickball with the neighborhood kids. Rosie Perez is his wife, Muriel, a shrewish social climber who can’t believe Charlie doesn’t want anything more out of life than a walk-up apartment in Queens and an evening foot bath.

Bridget Fonda is Yvonne, a down-on-her-luck waitress every bit as nice as Charlie. On the worst day of her life — a judge declares her bankrupt, she doesn’t have enough money to divorce her no-good actor husband, her umbrella is turned inside out by windblown rain — Charlie and partner Bo (Wendell Pierce) come into her diner, then leave before eating lunch. Short of cash but not wanting to stiff her on the tip, good-guy Charlie makes Yvonne an offer: She can have half the proceeds of his lottery ticket if he wins; if he doesn’t he’ll come back the next day and leave a tip.

Of course, he does win, to the tune of $4 million. After the numbers are announced on TV, as greedy Muriel dances around the apartment, Charlie breaks the bad news: “I’ve got something to tell you,” he says.

“Aaaahhhhhh!” Muriel responds.

Keeping true to his word, Charlie returns to the diner. Soon the cop and the waitress are the darlings of New York, as a furious Muriel fumes.

It’s important in movies like this, as the characters you’re rooting for move toward — let’s face it — adultery, that the other spouses be demonized as much as possible. Yvonne’s vulture of a husband (Stanley Tucci) swoops down when he smells money. Muriel is so evil she steals from blind beggars, so vain she uses her prize money to commission a portrait of herself.

Muriel is so bad, in fact, and Charlie is so good, that you can’t believe they would ever share a taxi, let alone a bed. Even though Charlie notices the differences between him and his wife — “It’s like we’re two different channels,” he says to Yvonne by way of explanation, “I’m CNN and she’s the Home Shopping Network” — it takes him a while to notice what everybody in the audience is already thinking: Dump Muriel and shack up with Yvonne.

That’s where things get sort of complicated and the tabloid headlines pop up to telegraph the plot.

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Cage has a fundamental decency in whatever role he’s playing, even when it’s a lawbreaker, as in “Raising Arizona” and “Wild at Heart.” In “It Could Happen to You” he’s able to deliver lines that might sound like bromides — “A promise is a promise” and “I gave my word” — without sounding like too much of a sap. Perez seems to be having fun playing the harridan, though she adopts a nasal twang so annoying — imagine a cross between Herve Villechaize and Gilda Radner as Rosanne Rosannadanna — you might be tempted to stuff popcorn in your ears. As the waitress, Fonda is a bit wispy, but she hasn’t got much to do other than, well, be nice.

In the film’s opening minutes, Isaac Hayes, who serves as a kind of narrator/chorus to the proceedings, says that pretty much everything in the movie is true. But buried in the credits is a note that says the real cop — one Detective Robert Cunningham (Ret.) — and the real waitress have been happily married to their respective spouses for more than 30 years each. Guess that wouldn’t have made a very interesting movie.

In the end, “It Could Happen to You” is a lot like the cop and the waitress: sweet, naive, not too smart, but likable. In this pyrotechnic summer of “Speed,” “Blown Away” and “True Lies,” that’s got to count for something.

IT COULD HAPPEN TO YOU (PG) — Pretty tame stuff, with no violence, sex or egregious profanity, though there is some gunplay while Cage is on his beat.

December 13, 2009

Woo review

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SNOOZING VIEWER

WOO: Comedy. Starring Jada Pinkett Smith, Tommy Davidson, Dave
Chappelle, Paula Jai Parker, Darrel Heath. Directed by Daisy V.S.
Mayer. (R. 85 minutes. At Bay Area theaters.)



“Woo” is a big whoops! — why did they bother? Folks will get only a
few desperate laughs out of this misguided sex comedy with its overly
contrived plot about a blind date between Jada Pinkett Smith as Woo,
a sassy single looking for love, and likable Tommy Davidson (“Booty
Call”) as Tim, a sensitive law clerk who’s standoffish around women.

Most of the laughs are provided by gag sequences off to
one side of the main story — a guy gets his girlfriend to dress up
in feathers and play a chicken eating kernels off his belly, and
three of Tim’s buddies have a funny meeting with revelers at a drag
queen disco.


NOT A COMEDIAN

Comedy does not seem to be Pinkett Smith’s strong suit.
She tends to overreach, forcing the moment almost every time a nuance
is called for. But it’s not all her fault. David C. Johnson’s script,
which never quite works for anybody, seems determined to make Woo
neither interesting nor enjoyable. Mostly, she’s annoyingly arch and
outrageously conniving. Director Daisy V.S. Mayer (“Party Girl”)
has to be blamed, too, for the film’s frequently awkward timing.

Woo is a sight to behold, though. Stepping lively
around Manhattan in flimsy minidresses, she knocks ‘em dead wherever
she goes (the idea is hammered in during the opening scenes with
ogling men tripping over things).

The girl seems independently wealthy, a party animal
who
knows every good-timer in town. But although she turns most men
to mush puppies, she hasn’t yet found Mr. Right. Visiting a psychic
friend (Girlina), she’s told that her destiny is linked to a
mild-mannered Virgo somewhere out there.


A BLIND DATE

Woo’s cousin (Paula Jai Parker) and boyfriend (Dave
Chappelle) fix her up with Tim. Without batting an eye, the
aggressive Woo makes a beeline for Tim’s place, and the nervous
clerk, armed with a “love kit” given to him by a womanizing
neighbor (LL Cool J), almost burns down his apartment trying to hide
a girlie magazine left on his coffee table.

Woo shows a mean streak in her efforts to draw out the
reticent Tim. She gets him to stop staring, then teases him
mercilessly, walking her fingers down his body, even unbuckling his
belt.

He gulps and gets excited, and she fiercely upbraids him for
looking at her as a sex object.
Their date is a night of contention as Woo drags Tim to parties and
discos, putting him down for not being spontaneous or taking manly
control of various situations that arise.

Woo’s idea of fun seems to be to punish the guy who later,
surprise surprise, becomes her Prince Charming.

The best thing about this film is the 85-minute running time
– it’s over before you can say “Woo.”

December 11, 2009

JALSAGHAR (THE MUSIC ROOM): D…

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WILD APPLAUSE


JALSAGHAR (THE MUSIC

ROOM): Drama. Starring Chhabi Biswas, Padma Devi, Pinaki Sen Gupta and
Gangapada Bose. Directed and written by Satyajit Ray. (Not rated. 100
minutes. In Bengali with English subtitles. In black and white. At the
Embarcadero Cinema through September 7 and the Albany Theater September
8-14.)


In 1958, after finishing the first two parts in his landmark Apu Trilogy,
the late Bengali film maker Satyajit Ray directed “Jalsaghar” (“The Music
Room”), a wonderful tale of pride and the fools it makes of men.

Based on a story by Bengali writer Tarasankar Banerjee and opening
today, “Jalsaghar” unfolds like an ancient fable or proverb, illustrating
with extraordinary power the downfall of Biswambhar Roy, an aging zamindar
(feudal landlord) who holds on to his palatial estate even when he’s
drowning in debt.

Played by Chhabi Biswas, who has the face of a spoiled, over-fed child,
Biswambhar is the last in a fading line of aristocrats. Born into wealth,
he’s so conditioned to his privileged rank, and so proud, that he doesn’t
realize he’s a dinosaur — a doomed symbol of a dying tradition.


PRETENSE OF WEALTH

Determined to uphold a pretense of wealth, Biswambhar hawks a cache of
jewels and stages a lavish party to observe the Thread Ceremony (puberty
ritual) of his only son (Pinaki Sen Gupta). But when Mahim Ganguli
(Gangapada Bose), a rich businessman, invites him to his home for an
inauguration ceremony (housewarming), the old fool disgraces his neighbor
and declines for fear of seeing the man’s wealth.

Ray, whose grandfather was part of the zamindar tradition, was
fascinated by the collision of the old and the new in India, and by the
strange social orders that the British raj influenced. His view of
Biswambhar is kind and sympathetic, but free of nostalgia: The old man isn’t
the victim of his fading social status, Ray believes, but of his pride.

After the zamindar’s wife (Padma Devi) and son die in a storm,
Biswambhar continues to live in his
Chhabi Biswas plays a man born into wealth who is too proud to admit he’s in
debt



palace with two remaining servants. Pawning the last of his jewels, he hosts
a grand party in his beloved jalsaghar (music room), invites his neighbor
and then upstages him with an extravagant gesture by handing his last gold
coins to one of the entertainers.


TOASTS HIMSELF

His fate sealed, Biswambhar gets madly drunk after his guests have left
and toasts the painting of “my noble ancestors” — men whose memory he has
shamed. When he toasts a painting of himself, a large spider crawls onto his
likeness, and the lights go out on his chandeliers — as if a collection of
ghosts had arrived to end his indulgence.

Ray had a gift for telling stories through such visual images, and the
last moments of “Jalsaghar,” consequently, are the most powerful, When a
servant opens the heavy curtains and lets in the first rays of sunlight, the
old fool mounts his white horse and gallops, against all warnings, to his
conclusion.


December 9, 2009

The end-of-summer clearance s…

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The wind up-of-summer hole sale continues apace at megaplexes with the arrival of “Paparazzi,” a frank-prise revenge melodrama that’s important primarily for its intriguing undercurrents of account-settling fantasy fulfillment. Co-produced by Mel Gibson, who hasn’t been shy in the air expressing displeasure at being the under the control of b dependent on of perennial media probe, and directed by the superstar’s previous hairstylist, pic percolates with bilious rage while depicting amorally perpetual luminary photogs as rake monsters to be killed with impunity. It’s no surprise ticketbuyers ignored tawdry output, which Fox dumped into Labor Day weekend release without press previews. Down the road, however, bulletin of mouth could fabricate interest aggregate vid renters and Mailgram viewers.

Visually uninspired and dramatically overheated, “Paparazzi” has overall look and feel of generic direct-to-video production, an impression reinforced by casting of Cole Hauser — who greatly resembles his dad, Wings Hauser, mainstay of ’80s action-adventure vidpix — in lead role.

Hauser is blandly efficient but charisma-challenged as Bo Laramie, a rising action-movie hero who achieves overnight superstardom as the lead in something called “Adrenaline Rush.” (Pic appears to be first chapter in franchise not unlike Gibson’s “Lethal Weapon” actioners.)

Despite his burgeoning celebrity, Bo tries to remain a down-to-earth regular guy, treasuring offscreen downtime with his loving wife (Robin Tunney, largely wasted) and grade-schooler son (Blake Bryan).

But despicably sleazy paparazzi insist on photographing Bo and his family, to illustrate sensationalistic (and usually fictionalized, if not downright libelous) tabloid stories.

The most despicably sleazy of the lot, Rex Harper (Tom Sizemore, in ranting slimeball mode), continues to snap pix of Bo’s son at a soccer game even after Bo politely but firmly asks the paparazzo to stop. So the actor punches out the photog, leading to Bo’s forced enrollment in anger-management therapy. (Latter cues funny, fleeting cameo by Gibson as another therapy patient.) Worse, an unmanageably angry Rex promises even more despicable sleaziness. Gazing at Bo’s digital image, he growls: “I’m going to destroy your life and eat your soul.”

Things take a predictably nasty turn when Rex and three equally loathsome colleagues (Daniel Baldwin, Tom Hollander, Kevin Gage) inadvertently cause a tragic auto mishap while hotly pursuing Bo and his family. (Any resemblance to events surrounding death of Princess Diana presumably isn’t coincidental.) In aftermath of the smashup, Bo’s wife is in intensive care and their son is comatose.

Not surprisingly, Bo stops managing his anger and starts serving just desserts.

Working from formulaic script by Forrest Smith, tyro feature helmer Paul Abascal pushes all the right buttons while slowly but surely stoking aud’s bloodlust. Even so, filmmakers take considerable pains to sustain sympathy for Bo after he begins the process of elimination. The first paparazzo’s death is kinda-sorta accidental — that is, Bo doesn’t set out to kill the creep, but impulsively takes advantage of a convenient situation. Later, when our hero attacks an unarmed paparazzo and beats the bad guy to death with a baseball bat, Abascal wisely cuts away before the brutality begins in earnest.

“Paparazzi” abounds in celebrity cameos and in-jokey allusions (a character pointedly refers to “one of those Baldwin brothers”) that suggest a rather too conspicuous eagerness to appear ironically self-aware. Tech values are unexceptional.

Critics and commentators doubtless will debate whether pic is a hateful and irresponsible vanity production by an aggrieved superstar, or simply a shamelessly pandering blood-and-thunder popcorn flick. Ironically, tawdry package may play best with the very folks most likely to consume tabloid magazines and TV shows of the sort skewered by filmmakers.

Almost by default, vet actor (and former real-life cop) Dennis Farina claims acting honors with sly and subdued portrayal of a police detective with a Columbo-like attentiveness to incriminating details. It’s tempting to view Farina’s fine perf here as possible warmup for his upcoming replacement of Jerry Orbach in long-running “Law & Order” TV series.

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December 8, 2009

In a role designed to flatter …

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In a role designed to flatter his talents, Lemmon (who had starred in Bernard Slade’s play on Broadway) is unwisely allowed to let rip as a wisecracking, rascally Broadway press agency who discovers – on the eve of his ex-wife (Remick) and grown son (Benson) arriving in Creative York someone is concerned the summer vacation – that he has a critical affliction. By a series of pitiful gags, he tries to win traitorously the affection of his son, who only hates him the more. Shamelessly geared to theatrical kudos, the movie is a truly grotesque mix: participate in soppy father/son love story, part new morality of how sensitive men can be throughout fear of Failure and Substantial Relationships. Addicts of filmed theatre and knighthood-aspiring performances will revel in it; all others are advised to carry smelling salts. DMacp.

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December 7, 2009

: Richard Loncraine : Lisa Ka…

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: Richard Loncraine
: Lisa Katselas Lessen, Stephen Bayly

Writer
: Ian McKellen, Richard Loncraine

This updating of Shakespeare's immortal history sets the gossip in a stark version of 1930's Europe and features Sir Ian McKellen as the titular uncompassionate malcontent out to wrest control of the throne of England from any who would combat him. Academy Award Nominations: 2, including Most qualified Craftiness Bearing and Best Costume Design.

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