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| jeremy |
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Ooops! I meant Richard Attenborough not David (who has a a hard intellectual edge).
David is more than a national instituion. In America you might think Morgan Fereeman is God; but in England...
British newspapers and magazines often commission polls or undertake readers surveys to 'create' news. Amongst of ther accolades, David Attenborough has at various times been voted the most trusted man in Britian and the man most people would like to see as prime minister. Incidentally, he was made a fellow of BAFTA (the T stands for television) for his nature programmes several years before his big brother got the same honour for his film work.
I don't know what football team David supports. |
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| yambu |
| Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 3:51 pm |
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| His Living Planet series was some of the best documentary on TV ever. And while we are speaking of British excellence in this area, include James Burke's Connections. |
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| Ghulam |
| Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 9:48 pm |
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| The Blind Side has some genuinely touching moments and some hokey ones too. This is the first time I saw Sandra Bullock since Speed, and she does live the part of a gutsy big-hearted mama. |
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| Joe Vitus |
| Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:02 pm |
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Ghulam wrote: The Blind Side has some genuinely touching moments and some hokey ones too.
I agree. |
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| carrobin |
| Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 10:20 pm |
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| My favorite Bullock film was "While You Were Sleeping"--the perfect romcom, in my opinion. Haven't seen her in much since, though my mother liked "The Proposal" (she's a big fan of Betty White). |
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| ehle64 |
| Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2010 11:25 pm |
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| marantzo |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 7:06 am |
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| I still remember when The Golden Girls debuted on TV and one of the TV critics gave a very favourable review but said that Betty White was badly miscast as the clueless one. I wonder if he ever acknowledged how wrong he was. I imagine that he couldn't get her slutty character in The Mary Tyler Moore Show out of his head. |
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| billyweeds |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 7:32 am |
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| The first time I ever saw Betty White was in a 50s sitcom called Life with Elizabeth. Though she was perfectly fine in it, no one could have guessed what a long-lasting and considerably versatile career she would have. |
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| carrobin |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 11:24 am |
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| Catching a bit of the Today show this morning while they were previewing some Super Bowl commercials, I noticed that Betty White is in a Snickers ad, running around with some football players. She's certainly making the most of her golden years. |
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| Befade |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 12:37 pm |
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| She was wonderful in Boston Legal as the religious secretary who was trying to convert the serial killer. (She ended up killing him.) |
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| marantzo |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 12:47 pm |
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Religious people are definitely dangerous. God keeps telling them to kill people.  |
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| carrobin |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 5:21 pm |
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| I don't remember her as being all that religious. He just pissed her off. |
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| marantzo |
| Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2010 6:38 pm |
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I didn't remember the religious part of her.
Now I have to tell you how complimented I was, re: Boston Legal. My step daughter had my book for months but with he baby and all didn't get around to reading it for a while. She read it before she came here to visit. When she was here she said that she liked it a lot and read it in a couple of days. I was happy to hear that of course. I asked her what things she liked about it, and she asked me if I watched Boston Legal and I said , "Of course I loved that show."
She said, " The trial in the book was just like Boston Legal." (There were other things she liked about it.)
I was very flattered, but did tell her that I wrote it before Boston Legal was on TV and they must have stolen it from me. 
Should I sue for copyright infringement? |
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| inlareviewer |
| Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 12:22 am |
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Crazy Heart and work schedule couldn't be made to jive with today's nonstop torrential weather(candles lit/thawing, calming thoughts out to all winter-blasted parts globe-side), will try again tomorrow; however, The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus was able to jive, etc., so saw that instead.
It was just plain Terryific, Gilliamated in all its particulars, with a truly sweet undertow that largely avoided either saccharinity or bathos. Despite an undeniable creakiness and over-stretched aspect, it is fairly packed with Plummerpreposterousness and Waitseccentricities, awash in Late Lamented Ledgerdemain, courtesy of his enjoyably aDeppt, aJudeicated and Colinoscopied alter-egos. And, mainly, it's crammed with more outright literary/cinematic/theatrical lifts, borrows, steals, riffs, allusions, references, hints and inferences in its singular, jaw-droppingly whimsicacophonallegorical course than any film in recent memory, save maybe Inglourious Basterds. In fact, am not sure that The Most Visionary Python of Them All doesn't have the edge on Quentin for reconfigured iconography here. Just sayin'. Similarly, the Kind-Of-A-Mess-But-Just-Try-To-Look-Away quality that distinguished Bad Lieutenant via Herr Herzog is perhaps its nearest 2009 rival for sheer I-Am-The-Eye-Of-This-Movie controlled auteurism. And the thinnish-narrative/complex-execution yields unexpectedly affecting, thought-provoking and entertainingly gasp-aloud rewards that approach, albeit in their mere bluescreen/miniatures/CGI/painted-cell/animated ways, yes, the wonders of Avatar, sans 3D, full body imaging, 3-hour-length, etc. Name a possible influence, it's there: Hieronymus Bosch, Luis Buñuel, Bergman, Fellini, Baz Lurhmann, G.W. Pabst, Welles, Magritte, Cocteau, Dali, Michel Gondry, Vincente Minnelli, Ken Russell, Rossetti, Dante, William S. Burroughs, Hitchcock, Carol Reed, Powell & Pressberger, Melies, Ophuls, Escher, Monty Python's Flying Circus (quite directly), the Orpheum Circuit, the Janus Film Library, Goethe, the Bard, the Bible, Ad Infinitum Terryarium Gilliamae. He here grabs snippets from countless great and profound elments, almost across the Universal Drift, juggles them about, swallows them whole, chokes them up again, crashes them into pieces and then hangs them upon (at least) a couple of deals with the Devil. The result is something quintessentially, enthrallingly, faintly antiquatedly but unmistakably His. Barring a dull jolt at the character's noose-dangling entrance and a subdued ache for what will never be, Heath's Last Performance lands with beautifully off-handed ease. The rejiggered narrative seams that his death necessitated are both obviously detectable and somehow intrinsic to the whole. Of the three Through-The-Mirror-Tonys, The Deppster is the most droll and subtly aligned, Le Law the most erratic yet exalted,, with Colin, aptly enough, the most Farrell. Andrew Garfield exudes a refreshing, atypical juvenile-lead quality as assistant Anton; Lily Cole carries the willowy contours and vivid, enormous-eyed purity of a Christmas Tree angel or silent-movie heroine as daughter Valentina -- both are highly serviceable for their archetypes. If nothing else (a Massive Understatement, there's nothing BUT Else, from start to finish) -- The Plummer's title character and Tom Wait's devilish Mr. Nick are easily worth the price of admission. Mister Christopher registers somewhere between Tony Randall in Dr. Lao, Alec Guinness in Little Dorrit and what his Dumbledore would resemble; as the eternal nemesis, The Waitster coolly operates at his most spare, precise and urbanely delicious. Gorgeously shot and edited (Blanche nods all in fluttering paper around my haid), costumed, scored, etc. Non-Gilliamites might quite understandably resist it, and even hardcore fans cannot help but detect distinct flavors of twee, precious, campy, overblown, confusing and shallow amid the mayhem. Yet cannot at this moment think of where exactly, or, more's the point, why one would take even a second to belabor such quirks in the general onslaught of the filmmaker's own Iconoclastic Imaginarium, which is nonpareil. The movie ends on a softer final twist than Brazil, yet no less surprising or appropriate in its own way, with a lovely closing-credits dedication. All that, and a dwarf (Verne Troyer, endearingly spiky), to boot. It was tremendous fun shot through with melancholy, and sent me, to, well, Parnassus. |
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| Syd |
| Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2010 12:27 am |
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