Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2012

The Oscar Recap: I'M IMPORTANT, I SAY THIS, I DO THIS, MOVIES MAKE ME FEEL THIS, SHUT UPPPPPP

James Harden? ... and how are these chicks not in Hollywood?!?! 

Wow! What an amazing show. Much better than watching LeBron and DWade throw oops to each other for 48 minutes. Much better than watching KD go for 36. Much better than watching Russell Westbrook ram on people's necks!

OH MY GOD WHAT A SNOOZE-FEST.

Even the dead people part was boring!

The best part of the Oscars was clearly the Cirque du Soleil stuff. Did you see when that guy was balancing himself on that other guy and then the other guy kicked that guy onto another guy while that lady ate her own foot?!?! Amazing.

Anyone know when the Cirque du Soleil awards are?


Let's give out some awards about the awards:

Best line of the night: Zach Galifinakis when he introduced himself as Zatch Galfinilapdis.

Best speech: Meryl Streep (and also shout-out to Bret McKenzie from Flight of the Conchords / The Muppets whose speech was probably better anyway!)

Worst speech: Christopher Plummer (get over yourself, dude!)

Best dressed: Bérénice Bejo, Jessica Chastain and Nicki Minaj's Liquid-Plumr hair at the All-Star Game -- I can't believe I'm even giving a best dressed award. This is so embarrassing. Then again I'm definitely watching Fashion Police tonight with Joan Rivvs after the Bach.

Best French Bread Pizza: Stouffer's -- for the 84th consecutive year. Has any other French Bread peetz ever even been nominated?

Top 5 hottest chicks in Hollywood:

1. Bérénice Bejo -- my wife says she could be "the most interesting looking" but I think she's straight up the hottest!
2. Penelope Cruz
3. Salma Hayek -- She's still around, right? I remember her having bongo-boobs.
4. Scarlett Johansson
5. (tie) The Indian chick from that Indian Who Wants to be a Millionaire movie from a few years ago -- she was pretty.
5 (tie) And J-Lo! How could I forget about J-Lo!

other receiving votes: Megan Fox (might be the hottest), Natalie Portman (pretty, but whatever), Susan Sarandon (Lifetime Achievement Award), Some Black Lady (why aren't there any pretty black ladies these days?!?! That chick who used to date Kanye totally needs to be in a movie!)

Not the best picture of her!

And seeing as mostly chicks read this blog and I'm totally comfortable talking about dude's looks (probably because I'm still in the clozz) ...

Top 5 hottest dudes in Hollywood:

1. George Cloons
2. Ryan Goss
3. Idris Elba
4. Bradley Coop
5. Chris Webber

Blah blah blah, people are totally gonna have sex on the Bachelor tonight!

Fantasy suites!

Condoms are dumb!


Obligatory redhead shot! Where's Angie Everhart these days?
Boom ba-boom boom, boom ba-boom boom bonkers, bonkers!
My wiiiiiiiife told me to post this pic!


Whaddya think of my top 5 hottest list? Sound off in the comments section! Orrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, watch this video of Oscar Schmidt and Drazen Petrovic going at it in the 1989 Euros. Drazen went for 62! Oscar 44!

Monday, January 30, 2012

TVMWW T-Shirt Giveaway Lottery Video

Thanks for commenting commenters!

And the winner of the TVMWW T-shirt giveaway izzzzzzzzzzz ...


Friday, January 13, 2012

Book/Movie Review: The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo (Not Really a Book or Movie Review)

Wearing a leather jacket without a shirt can't be comfortable.

I'm not sure why I thought The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo was gonna be about a female ninja -- I guess the title is a bit misleading, or maybe I'm just racist -- but that doesn't mean that Lisbeth Salander (The Girl) is not one bad mutha.

This Girl will f*ck you up, especially if you try to rape her, and even if you don't try and rape her, even if you're really nice to her, she's still pretty intimidating. Both the book and the movie -- or should I say the "boovie" -- lead you to believe that Lisbeth is angry because MEN-ARE-PIGS. And this is true, Lisbeth is a victim of sexual abuse, but there are may other factors from Lisbeth's Swedish past that could have led to her violent outbursts.

Let's take a look at some famous Swedish influences and really get to the bottom of why Lisbeth is the way she is ... you know, besides all the rape/abuse/rapuse.


How does the wooden spoon help him here?!?!
The Swedish Chef - Probably the most famous Swede of all-time. Seems like a nice enough guy, always in a good mood, always cooking something, BUT THE GUY IS A STONE COLD KILLER! Always chucking knives! Chopping stuff up! Having absolutely no regard for human safety! HAVE YOU SEEN THE WAY GONZO'S CHICKENS RUN FROM HIM WHENEVER HE'S AROUND?!?! I can't believe my neurotic Jewish mother allowed me to watch him!


Get over yourself, Sookie!

Vampire Eric - Forget about eating humans and ripping people's throats out, this guy has an uncanny ability to break up a marriage. My wife starts moaaaaaaning anytime he appears on screen, and even though I've had lentil soup on three different occasions this week, my stomach will never be as chiseled as his. I was SO HAPPY that he fell in love and turned into a major doucher this past season -- aka pulled a "Chandler Bing" -- because he allowed my marriage to continue (and I'm on my wife's heath insurance plan).


IKEA - This place is a death trap. You walk in the front door, hang a left, and instantly argue with your spouse for eight consecutive hours. We once went on a quick trip in search of iced tea spoons and limped out eight hours later with a "Glack," a couple "Slorjs" and "meatball stains" all over my shirt. I would rather watch SEX AND THE CITY (YEP, I SAID IT -- EVEN AN EPISODE FEATURING MIRANDA) than go to IKEA. That place breeds hatred.


Tiger Woods's ex-wife Elin Norrdgrorden - Wasn't there a movie where some chick takes a golf club and whacks some dude with it? Wait a minute ...


Tony Pena-style!
Dolph Lundgren - He's Swedish! You had no idea, did you? Had to be Russian, right? HAD TO BE. The fact that he didn't win an Oscar for his performance in Rocky IV as Ivan Drago has to be the biggest injustice in the history of Western civilization. You telling me you didn't think he was a Russian boxer? YOU'RE A GODDAMNED LIAR. Up until late last Spring I actually thought Ivan Drago played himself in that movie! Wanna know who beat him out for Best Actor in 1985? William Hurt in Kiss of the Spider Woman! I'm not even sure who that is! So many exclamation points in this paragraph! For those of you who actually read/saw the boovie, how disappointed are you in this post?!?!?


Know who else is Swedish?????





This guy is honestly amazing!







Not that anyone not named "Philly Phoodie" ever comments, but please refrain from commenting spoilers about the next 2 boovies! Also, I feel kinda baad that I didn't give an actual review of this boovie, so please accept my apology.  

Friday, July 29, 2011

What to Watch This Weekend While Your AC Blasts You in the Face

Well that's an interesting way of standing.

On the weekends, most Americans like to go out and live life, be part of the world, go to TJ Maxx - but for those of us in our 30's, we much prefer to stay home with the AC blasting and the TV on. So here are a few of TVMWW's suggestions as to what to watch this weekend.

For the NPR Type - Citizen U.S.A.: A 50 State Road Trip - HBO On Demand

With soccer taking over and the COUNTDOWN TO CRISIS looming, there is currently nothing lamer than being American - unless you're a farmer from Belarus. In HBO's doc Citizen U.S.A.: A 50 State Road Trip, director Alexandra Pelosi (Nancy's daughter!) films foreigners as they become U.S. citizens - and are seriously SO excited to be American. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll look into taking in an exchange student. I want one from Latvia!

Also, does anything give away foreign tourists more than their socks? No Europeans wear just plain tubers - their socks all have little patterns or furry animals on 'em. Also, is "foreign tourist" redundant? It must be.

How does hair even do that? ... Amazing.


For the Sports Fan - Barcelona vs. Manchester United - Saturday at 7pm on ESPN2

America Schmamerica - this game will be amazing! The world's two best teams play a friendly in DC before kicking off their European seasons in a few weeks. Barca will be without the world's best player, Leo Messi, but will still feature David Villa and his incredible haircut. Sorry ladies, no Becks or Cristiano Ronaldo here, but look for me in the stands, I'll be the dude with the gigantic 35 foot boner.

For the Moviegoer - The Trip - Some Indie Movie Theatre Where They Probably Serve Coffee and/or Scones

In case your AC goes on the fritz, head out to see The Trip with Steve Coogs. The Trip stars the aforementioned Steve Coogan and British comedic actor Rob Brydon as they play themselves on a road trip throughout the UK. Brilliant film, beautiful scenery, hilarious - the furthest thing from Hollywood - well, besides Bosnia.

Another type of tuber.


For the People who Actually Like This Blog - The Bachelorette: The Dudes Tell All - Sunday at 8pm on ABC

I hate myself for being so excited to hear Bentley mumble unintelligibly once again, but the guy is great American television. Add Ryan and his maniacal optimism and Ames's eloquence, and we're in for a doozie. The only thing is - on these shows - it always seems like some stiff who got no air time during the seez decides to step up and steal the spotlight. I kind of hope it's Wes, the dude who killed his ex-wife. Or was his name West? What the freak? Who names their child West?!?!

Only in Amurrica.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Stuff I Made: The Last Day of Spring



Click here to watch on YouTube if this isht isn't working.


In honor of the last day of spring, here is my friend Hinkleberg's account of how this movie, The Last Day of Spring, came to be:
  
Evan and I suffered 26 hours to make this. Now it's your turn.

The Coolidge Corner theater in Brookline used to host open screenings and request that filmmakers make short films based on a monthly theme. Despite having over 30 days to prepare for "The Last Day of Spring," Evan and I waited until the Friday before and slapped this together following the premise, "Let's make something awful. And act like it's awesome." My recollection is that Evan mostly watched the World Cup while I sat in my bedroom editing and photoshopping furiously. But still, I think I put in about 26 hours total. And this is the result.

Imagine what 30 days could have yielded! (The same, only in widescreen.)



Monday, December 27, 2010

Movie Review: Black Swan starring Natalie Portman, Mila Kunis and not Yogi Bear

Natalie Portman studied Kelly Ripa's clavicle for six months whilst preparing for this role.

With my wife's birthday falling on December 26th, she controls all Christmas movie decisions, which is why we spent this holiday season seeing a psycho-sexual thriller about ballerinas. If myyyyyyyyyyy birthday fell near Christmas (which it clearly doesn't), we would've seen True Grit, or even Yogi Bear in THREE DIMENSIONS, but no, my birthday falls on Passover, when I get to eat a cake made of matzoh and have snot dripping from my nose due to the start of hay fever season.

I don't remember the last time I saw a pycho-sexual thriller, possibly in 1985, when I was eight and my parents took me to see Jagged Edge. My mom had heard from her friend Judy's daughter that "it was fine," so why not take your third grader to see it and forever damage his sexual development?!?! Nothing says "Wednesday night" more than Glenn Close painting her bedroom walls with a man's blood. After the movie, as we exited the theater, we bumped into my third grade teacher, Mrs. Mogul, and my third-grade penis officially recoiled into my third-grade abdomen where it would lay dormant for the next four years. It wasn't until a Sports Illustrated arrived in the mail with Kathy Ireland on the cover doing yoga on a rock that my dork decided to crawl out of hibernation. Four years after that, my little winkler would once again recoil, this time after being forced to watch Necessary Roughness and the undeniable sexual chemistry between Kathy Ireland and Sinbad.

I honestly can't figure out how many necklaces Mila's wearing.

Back to Black Swan, which is a movie I can't imagine anyone would ever say that they liked, but is essentially a good movie. It does everything you want a psycho-sexual thriller to do: it sucks you in, keeps you on edge and leaves your penis in a vulnerable, yet flaccid state. Because of the double-dipper combo of Natalie Portman and Mila Kunis, there are a few times when one's penis does think about blasting out of one's pants, but director Darren Aronofsky does a great job of quelling those feelings by occasionally throwing in scenes with Winona Ryder.

Personally, I think I like Mila Kunis a little more than Natalie Portman despite the fact that she's been dating Macauley Culkin for the better part of a decade. Something's not right there. Maybe she's attracted to the fact that Mack got burnt out by Hollywood and started to act all mysterious. Maybe her parents took her to see the psycho-non-sexual thriller, The Good Son and she fell for little Mack. Or maybe Mack is just a nice guy and they have a nice relationship and enjoy doing Xanex together. Either way, Natalie Portman is way too skinny in this movie and looks a little too much like Winona Ryder. For the record, I've always felt really badly for Wynonna Judd because her mother, Naomi, was so much hotter than her. I blame Glenn Close.

Macauley Culkin brings home a crate of Stubb's BBQ sauce for he and Mila's next wild, sexual adventure.

Look, the bottom line is that I was sort of really looking forward to this movie because it was Aronofsky's follow up to The Wrestler and I clearly had no idea what a psycho-sexual thriller was. I'm happy I saw it and it was nice to go to the movies, but I wish I hadn't sat next to my wife's brother, especially for the scenes with Natalie, Mila and my 33 year-old dong. My wife's brother was kind enough however to share his Junior Mints with me which was a nice gesture, especially considering I was crying and dry humping him the entire time.

Overall, Black Swan gets three Junior Mints out of four, but is seriously not even half as good as Uncle Buck or Little Women.

It is however slightly better than Necessary Roughness which is borderline unwatchable if not for the brilliant performance of a young Scott Bakula.


Evster's note 1/3/2011 - Heard today that Mila Kunis and Little Mac broke up. Sorry Mac. It's okay buddy, I secretly always kinda thought that the other chick (the redhead) from That 70's Show might have been slightly hotter. Go after her, Mac! 

Mac Mittens! 

Monday, November 29, 2010

RIP Leslie Nielsen

Care for a night cap? No thanks, I don't wear them.
Lost a legend yesterday as Leslie Nielsen, star of The Naked Gun and Airplane passed away at the age of 84.

"Wilma, I promise you; whatever scum did this, not one man on this force will rest one minute until he's behind bars. Now, let's grab a bite to eat."

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Stuff I Made: Carl's First Day

Carl's First Day was produced by David Strand and Strand Marketing as a trade show video for Strand's "Odd Duck" campaign in 2006. They wanted to make something a bit different to catch people's eye and hired us to make their video after seeing Bill Gets Fired and Melvin's Kitchen. It was later selected to the New Hampshire Film Festival. People in New Hampshire drink a lot.

Conan Skyrme and I wrote the sketch at a Perkin's Diner somewhere near Newburyport, MA in the middle of the night after meeting with Strand. We were driving along and Conan ad-libbed the opening monologue, so we decided to pull over for some pancakes. This remains the only time I have ever eaten at a Perkins.

I don't remember how we got the duck for the movie. I seem to remember David Stand handling that. The film was shot and edited by Afton Grant, who once promised to take me to a range to shoot guns, but backed out at the last minute. Still to this day, I have never shot a gun. Thanks, Afton.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Conversations With Someone Else: Feddd Discusses Chick Flicks

Oh, what's so funny?!?!
Welcome to another edition of Conversations With Someone Else, in which I exchange emails with a famous celebrity person to discuss the world of entertainment. Today's guest is my childhood friend and Los Angeles based screenwriter, Jesse Federman. With the soon to be released Sex and the City 2 DVD rocketing to the top of Netflix queues everywhere, I thought it'd be a good time to talk about chick flicks before our nation's male suicide rate skyrockets.

Let's get to it!

Evan: Feddd, there's a common misconception that chick flicks suck harder than anything else that sucks hard; even harder than Mario Lopez, vegetarian entrees or doubles tennis. I disagree! Dudes should no longer fear Friday nights under the blanket ... "Amelie" ... "Four Weddings and a Funeral" ... those are genuinely good movies! Although, neither of those are American chick flicks. Maybe just American chick flicks suck hard? I wonder what Brazilian chick flicks are like. They're probably amazing.

Feddd: First of all,  regarding your “vegetarian entrée” dig, I’m not taking the bait.  I am a vegetarian myself, and possibly even kosher.  (I’m still not clear on the rules but I don’t believe I have ever had onions and sand at the same meal.)  Also, I went to a doubles tennis match one time and it was BONKERS.  It was like watching four tiny dudes with cannons blasting rounds at each other from eight feet away.   I was unfortunately struck by an errant ball, and while I may have a dented brain now, at least I may have a dented brain now, at least I may have a dented brain now farts farts raspberry.

Now, let’s get academic!  I’m curious to know how you classify a “chick flick.”  Is it anything involving a love story?  Does it require a female lead?  Or does it just have to meet some imagined quota of cuteness/feelings?  Take the recent Katherine Heigl movie “Life As We Know It” as an example.  It was ostensibly engineered to be a chick flick, except women have turned on Katherine Heigl, hate her as much as men do now, and it did dismal business.  Is it still a chick flick?

Also, for reasons not entirely clear to me, I wouldn’t include “Four Weddings and a Funeral” in this category.  Is it because labeling something a chick flick implies a value judgment and I think “Four Weddings” is too good a film to deserve it?  Or is it because I was raised as a girl for the first nine years of my life?  And those questions inevitably lead to this one:  Will I ever have a son of my own so I can comb his long, pretty hair?

What sucks harder? Sense and Sensibility or Mario Lopez?
Evan: Clearly this will be the first and last time the word "ostensibly" shows up in this blog.

I would classify "chicks flicks" as any movie that has a greater appeal to women than men, bringing with it some romance, crying, weddings, hugging, or women sitting around barefoot and actually getting along. Even though "Four Weddings and a Funeral" doesn't have any scenes with Bette Midler or dead guys making pottery, there's still no way that two dudes would ever sit down to watch it together. Let me rephrase that, there's no way that two dudes who weren't you and me would sit down to watch it together. I will seriously watch this movie with you and a vegetarian entree ANY DAY OF THE WEEK. I will also watch any film with Bette Midler because I actually find her and her bare feet to be VERY ATTRACTIVE.

So let's go with that classification for the sake of this blog post. Let's also take our shoes off and boil up a pot of Earl Grey.

What are some chick flicks that you can recommend to our male and female readers? (All six of them.) And be honest, are you attracted to Bette Midler? BE HONEST. And what's up with people hating on Katherine Heigl? She seems nice enough. My wife hates Renee Zelweger and Kate Hudson. I love Mariah Carey.

Feddd: Let it be known that I saw "Ghost" in the theater when it came out, and I have been sexually attracted to pottery ever since. Years later, I bought a potter's wheel of my own and was even briefly seduced by a beautiful spirit, but she turned out to be alive and then later turned out to be a dude.  He had been living illegally in my apartment building for six months and the "undead" ruse had been his way of dodging eviction.  Ah, If I had a nickel for every love story that ends that way...  I would honestly PUT THEM IN A SOCK and beat that pale monster to death because (s)he broke my heart.

As for Bette Midler, I am attracted to her in the way most men are.  Which is to say, not at all.  And the thought of her bare feet makes me want to go through reverse puberty.  Okay, that's not fair or true.  Really, Bette Midler is no joke.  She's a writer, producer, singer, actor, vaudevillian comedienne, cabaret performer, entertainer of troops, a presence in any medium.  She's like a quintuple threat, at minimum.  Actually, can you hold on a sec?

Okay, let's see...  Google image search: bette midler feet.  Are you serious, Google actually had that ready as a suggestion?  Incredible.  We live in the FUTURE.  Wait, what's this?  SafeSearch?  We're gonna go ahead and turn that right off.  Aaaaaand...bing-bong, good night!

(Katherine Heigl's problem, I think, is that the distinction between her on- and off-screen personae is shrinking.  For a few years there, she could play the uptight, slightly shrill, even a little shrewish love interest and still win our sympathy.  For a while we could believe the parts were written that way (and they often were) and she was doing as well as anyone could.  Then she started openly saying uptight, slightly shrill, even a little shrewish things in interviews, occasionally throwing her directors, writers and co-stars under the bus, and everyone stated to think, "Oh.  That's just her."  Most women don't like Katherine Heigl because most women would be just fine appearing on "Grey's Anatomy" and in "Knocked Up" AS A JOB.)

Crap, I'm running long.  You throw out some good chick flicks first and then I'll add my own/shoot all of yours down.

Is Bette Midler attractive? ... YOU KNOW THE ANSWER!! ... ADMIT IT!
Evan: Confession: I have never actually seen Ghost, but I have seen Ghost Dog which is probably the farthest thing from a chick flick that has ever been made. I've also seen Reservoir Dogs and Dog Day Afternoon which are even farther than Ghost Dog, so I guess Ghost Dog is not the farthest thing from a chick flick ever made. The closest thing I've seen to Ghost is probably All Dogs Go To Heaven, although to be honest I don't think I've ever seen that and am actually thinking of Lady and the Tramp which is a lovely film that I'd love to watch with my wife who does NOT look like a dog.

Speaking of my lovely wife, she just called to me from the other room to say that G-String Divas is on HBO, which is a TERRIBLE show that features a bunch of pole-dancing dogs who (if they keep up their promiscuous lifestyles) will definitely NOT be going to heaven.  

My wife's favorite chick flicks are:

Pretty Woman, which is fine, I guess ... if you like prostitutes, which I do.
Love Actually, which is also loved by our friend The Rev.
Dirty Dancing, another Swayze-gem.
Beaches aka Barefoot Beauties.

Also, the only porno mag I've ever actually bought in my life was called Playboy's Barefoot Beauties and featured just that. A few years later, I was at a party with our buddy Hart and we found a copy of Playboy's Barefoot Beauties 2 which was signed by one of the Barefoot Beauties. Hart stole it from the guy hosting the party and months later I stole it from Hart. I think it's currently in the trunk of my car along with a Hustler that was given to me by our old landlord, Bobby.......... TRUE STORIES!

Swayze + long hair + horse + horse dick = BOX OFFICE SMASH
Feddd:  Hey, Jess, wanna talk chick flicks?  Oh, and also do some moral judging about who's getting into heaven?  Great, see you there!

But let me ask you this: How about a guy who claims to be married, and then constructs a blog around this premise, when he's really only engaged?  Does he get into heaven?  Was TV My Fiancee Watches taken?!  Has anyone actually met this "fiancee"?!  (Note: I have.  Like 30 times.  She's great.)

Right, the movies.  I know your not-wife loves "Love, Actually," but if you really examine that movie from a man's perspective, I think you'll find that it is TOTALLY CHARMING.  (It's written and directed by Richard Curtis, who also wrote "Four Weddings.")  I can take or leave "Pretty Woman," I won't watch "Dirty Dancing" because it forces me to ask some tough questions about myself, and "Beaches" is the saddest movie in the world.

Some chick flicks I can recommend:

"Clueless."  Outstanding high-school comedy.  Introduced me to one of my favorite up-and-coming actresses of the '90s: Paul Rudd.

"Sixteen Candles."  Though it follows a teenage heroine, I really identified with this movie when I first saw it.  I was 26.

"The Princess Bride."  Does this qualify?  It could just as easily be described as a kids' movie.  But aren't all great movies part chick flick and part kids' movie?  Answer: No, not There Will Be Blood.

"Road House."  It's like "Dirty Dancing" except every time Swayze looks like he's about to dance, instead he kicks a whole guy and then bangs a woman standing straight up.  Also, not a chick flick at all.  Also, I haven't seen it.

Have there been any good romantic comedies lately?  Or ever?  Has there ever been another year in which Hollywood put out two artificial-insemination comedies ("The Backup Plan" and "Extract") and one adoption-due-to-fatal-car-crash comedy ("Life As We Know It")?  Off-topic, but does anyone else miss Numb3rs?

Evan:  This email exchange is an absolute disaster; Feddd, NONE OF THOSE MOVIES are chick flicks! Granted, they probably fall under the umbrella definition that I came up with, but still, they're not what I had in mind when starting this thread and I'm blaming you for not understanding that!

Also, we get that you're Mr. English Major and write with correct punctuation and stuff, but I'm not putting movie titles into "quotations" any more. It just looks funny! I prefer italics! Also, why did I just put the word quotations in quotations? Do I think that my readers are so stupid that they don't know what quotations are?!?! Of course I do! ... And I answered the whole fiancee/wife controversy last week. Thanks for not reading my blog!! ... And why am I yelling? ... Stop making me yell at you!

Sixteen Candles and The Princess Bride are clearly phenomenal movies, but lack any tear-jerking elements. Plus, in Sixteen Candles, Anthony Michael Hall gives quite possibly the greatest comedic performance in the history of western cinema. The scene on the bus when he tries to hit on Molly Ringwald guaranteed him a lucrative future in Hollywood as the adorable twerp meathead douche.

Clueless may in fact be a decent movie, but my opinion is biased because I have been scarred by it. When I was in college, I was hanging out with a girl in my dorm room and she asked if she could write on my wall with a Sharpie. I guess I was going for the whole laid-back, carefree, I-don't-even-wear-a-belt vibe, because I said yes. She then proceeded to write her name, draw a couple hearts and then PLASTERED my wall with quotes from the movie. It started off with harmless stuff like, "whatever!", but she ended up writing stuff like:

Mel: Do you know what time it is?
Cher: A watch doesn't really go with this outfit, Daddy.

For the rest of the year I had to explain to every person who came into my room that I didn't really like Alicia Silverstone that much (which was like four people and not true ... I liked her A LOT!). Silver lining was that I became much more conscious of pairing my watches with my outfit. This often made me late for class.

I'll take a depressed Alicia Silverstone over Zellweger any day.

And regarding your last paragraph, I understand that my readers are idiots, but no one has heard of any of those movies (AND I GET ENTERTAINMENT MAGAZINE)! If one considers Knocked Up, Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Baby Mama to be romantic comedies, then yes, Hollywood is actually putting out some great ones.

Jerry Maguire and The English Patient ... thoughts?

(Obviously I'm only asking about these movies because I have thoughts on them, but wasted a bunch of my time ranting about how dumb you are. Whatever, talk about whatever you want.)

Feddd:  Suck my crank, Monsky!  Is that enough italics for you?  I wanted to be using italics the whole time!  I thought you were a quotation marks guy.  But fine, now I'm going underline, italics, bold and quotes from here on out, dick.  I think you tried to make me watch "English Patient" when we were rommates in Boston and I couldn't do it.  I fell asleep and you clearly resented me for a few weeks after that.  And then you grew your hair out and put a harness in your room and painted the ceiling every day like a fat weirdo.

 "Jerry Maguire" I liked a lot.  I know a lot of guys went expecting a football movie and were disappointed.  Not this guy.  If anything, I thought there was too much sports.  To me, the truest test of a man's fitness is how fast can he run down an airport corridor after a woman?  Because that man has a stronger heart than any athlete.  (Ironically, it's also why my Carl Lewis romantic comedy never sold.  No matter how big a head start the girl had, he would immediately catch her.  Not enough drama.)

And don't tell me your "readers" don't know who Carl Lewis is.  Because they 1) know who he is and 2) aren't real.

 I think maybe I haven't seen many of the movies you want to discuss.  Not because they deal with female interests, but because a lot of them are pandering and suck hard.  Though I did recently watch "An Officer and a Gentleman" for the first time, and it had me from MINUTE ONE.

Throw out some more movies that you want to talk about, you controlling weirdo, so I can dazzle you some more with my giant brains.

Sexier leading man: Ralph Fiennes?



Or our esteemed guest?


Or our esteemed guest circa 1995?

Evan: Look, I'm not gonna sit here and tell you that the English Patient is a good movie, but it's a good movie. It has romance, love-loss and a burnt up guy eating a plum. I'm also pretty sure that it has a little titty-action from Kristin Scott Thomas. I saw this movie in the theater and at the end, women were straight WEEPING. As I walked up the aisle to the exits, I saw a woman doubled over, crying her eyes out while her husband halfheartedly rubbed her back. It looked like he would've rather been doing ANYTHING but help his wife out. I'm not even sure if he was rubbing her back. He may have been rubbing her chair.

Also, I might be confusing this movie with Out of Africa.  

Jerry Maguire just sucks. I saw this movie with our friend Abu (also in the theater) and we were totally duped by the trailers. Either that or Abu was trying to put the moves on me which is entirely possible. It's also possible that Abu (who works in finance) was trying to do research on becoming a sports agent. For the next six months, he kept entering me into tennis tournaments and set me up with a 401K. 

The joke was on you though, Abu ... I have no money!

Look, it's time to start wrapping this up ... I think it's clear that a) we have no idea what a chick flick is and b) we both agree that we love when Patrick Swayze kicks stuff.

I guess my favorite chick flicks are: Manhattan (probably not a chick flick), Amelie and Four Weddings and a Funeral.

My wife (go with it) has been really pushing Monsoon Wedding on me and is always up for watching Marie Antoinette, Shakespeare in Love or any period-piece. I went with her and her girlfriend to see The Other Boleyn Girl a few years ago and said afterward that it was "fine." Now my wife tells everyone that I thought it was "a fine fine film."

Oh, I also like Little Women

And I'll see anything with Laura Linney.

Any final thoughts Feddderico?

Feddderico: Man, you are kidding yourself if you think anyone's reading something this long on the Internet.  Also, in case we've given the impression of a seamless e-mail conversation happening in a timely manner, I want your "readers" to know: no.  Evan fires off his e-mails immediately, and then I write back 6 to 48 hours later, in between haircuts.

If we haven't learned anything about chick flicks -- and we haven't -- perhaps we've learned something about ourselves.  For whether you're just a regular nobody in the suburbs of Philadelphia pretending to be married, or a hotshot writer in Los Angeles whose outsize charm and talent were too big for any other city, movies, it turns out, are the great equalizer.  I ask you, what else but movies compels us both, the small-town liar and the big-city achiever, to share the same quarters in quiet mutual appreciation for something other than, respectively, our unmarried live-in girlfriends whom we falsely label our wives and our spectacular freshly cut hair?

The answer: nudity of any kind.

My final thought on the topic of films and women is this: Julia Ormond or Madeline Stowe, if you're reading this, hit me up.  You too, Mary Louise Parker.  Basically any woman who was big in the '90s or has a triple name.  Or Simon Baker.

Now, can we talk about you lending me some money?  I'm seeing a combination hair stylist/therapist, and we're making amazing progress with my chronic crying and my "gorilla scalp", but she isn't cheap.  Oh, and obviously don't include this in our e-mail chain on your blog.

Evan: I hate your guts.

I wasn't kidding.