A decent horror-ish flick, it landed on Peacock and featured Kevin Bacon, so I convinced Kaysi to watch it one afternoon. I think we both walked away with a shoulder shrug about it. I think it needed to go much harder than it did to really get any attention about the message it wanted to drive home.
I’m a long-time Kevin Smith fan and even I get a little sick of the guy. His last few cinematic outings were naval gazing and goofy, so I didn’t expect more than that, which usually allows for a few chuckles from me. I was wrong. I don’t know how to talk about it without at least hinting at what could be a spoiler, but I do want to say this helped me confront and acknowledge things about my brother’s death that I’d been denying altogether. It’s not perfect, it’s not even really that funny, but it is a movie I’ll always be glad I got to see, sitting alone in a theatre, grieving my heart out.
See How They Run
I caught up with this over Christmas, having heard great things, and my cousin Anthony telling me it was his favorite film of the year. It didn’t land that high for me, nowhere near it, but I had a good time watching it. It’s very funny, and even though it’s a mystery, it’s staged in a way that would make it infinitely watchable. I can’t wait to revisit it, preferably by badgering someone to watch it with me and reveling in the fact that they wound up loving it too.
People did not appreciate this movie enough. At all. As such, I put off seeing it until the end of the year. Turns out it’s exactly what this type of movie should be, and much like See How They run, will be one you can revisit over and over because of it. Hamm is the perfect guy to take on the character of Fletch and I think he delivers the comedy exactly as subtle as it should be. Stop sleeping on this movie.
Lyle, Lyle Crocodile
Nephew Jace is getting a lot of mentions this week, but hey, he’s fast becoming my favorite movie-going partner. I took him and his sister Jaydin, another whom I rarely get to go see anything with, on a Friday afternoon to go check this one out. None of us really knew much besides “it’s a singing crocodile,” not even that it was based on a classic book, and we all had the best time. The songs are all pretty great, and I think it’s a perfect film for young eyes. Just, maybe don’t blame me when they watch it 100 times in a month and you wind up hating every part of it.