THERE WILL BE BOREDOME, um, I mean Blood

Okay, I finally saw P.T. Anderson's latest flick and, in all fairness, it was good and prompted Bixby, Rob and I to linger on the couches at the Chelsea Multiplex for a little post-cinema discussion. And yes, I can see why DDL won the oscar. But please, that mother fucking movie was long and often boring. (Spoiler alert ahead).

At the point in the film when DDL killed the man posing as his brother I got up to use the restroom. As I left, DDL was digging in the dirt, and he was STILL digging when I got back from using the not-close-by facilities.

When the credits started to roll, I proclaimed loudly (needing to vent) "Who says that there aren't good roles for women in Hollywood?" Bixby, bless his heart, laughed. Then Rob chimed in that Julia Roberts wanted the role of "Adult Mary Sunday" along with every other actress in the biz. I mean, c'mon! Every women in that film was an under 5 or featured extra. Crazy.

Again, I'm focusing on the irksome aspects of my moviegoing experience. There is reason to praise and ponder that film. Some truly exhilerating sequences, and complex themes.

HOWEVER, I'm much more satisfied tonight having come home from seeing THE BANK JOB.
I'll see Jason (hubba hubba) Statham in any old flick, but luckily they are usually pretty good. This one was especially rich and fun. And I didn't realize that it was Saffron (Deep Blue Sea) Burrows playing "Martine" until the credits rolled. Loved her.

Good night