Jan 7, 2011
Jan 4, 2011
Eat. Pray. Suck.
It is amazing how sometimes a really bad movie can take you. This will be the most incomplete review of a movie I have ever done, but I think my argument will be a solid one. Let's begin ripping a new one on Eat Pray Love.
This movie blows. And how do I know? Well, let's just give you my setting of watching this film and you be the judge. I was flying on my vacation and this movie was available to watch from a variety of flicks to choose from. It was free. It was a nine hour flight. I had nothing else to do, so it seemed like a normal thing to give it a try.
What ended happening is that I had to stop it quite a lot of times because of the sheer boredom. It even induced me to sleep at one point - and I was wide awake, it was almost 10 am in the morning. This movie is totally absurd and I am one of those who is not jumping on the bandwagon. I disliked this so much I ended up not watching the last 15 minutes of the film and deciding on playing on my iPad anything else for 7 hours more.
That bad.
Why oh why didn't I enjoy old Julia Roberts on this piece of crap? No, don't start with the "you hate chick flicks, Me." I hate bad movies with cliches of women in some sort of duress. But this movie takes the cake. And since this movie is about a memoir, I now have another beef, but this time with the author and the millions of people who took this as a sort of self help book.
WAKE UP!
Let me tell you something. Divorce is hard and wonderful at the same time. While it is a struggle to keep your mind focused, the possibility of a new and happier life with someone else keeps you centered on the end of the proceedings. It costs a lot, and not only in money. It costs time, it costs emotional health, it costs fatigue (moving out is hard!).
Been there, got a tshirt. In fact, I know many people who share my tshirt and we are all extremely happy. But not one - NOT ONE OF US - ended up having this "traveling wonderful self exploring moment" like this chick did. This movie is TOTALLY UNREAL in so many ways, it's disgusting to think it has a following of some sort.
Take any - and I mean ANY of your divorced friends - and ask yourself if they ended up traveling the world in search of... well, themselves. No! They got back to work, they got working on their new houses, they started talking to their kids... moving on, trying to get back to a normal life and erasing their previous life. At no point did I ever say "hey, I'm going to Amsterdam to see if I can smoke pot and find my inner Me".
What bugged me is that this experience, while it was amazing to her, it simply doesn't resonate with normal real life - which starts to bug me because I know there is a plethora of women out there, so desperate after their divorce, that they need to believe that this is a path to happiness. Nope. Italy is great. Bali is wonderful. But we just cannot just pack our shit and go to find joy. We normal people just keep on walking and find it, day by day.
Apart from the beautiful settings, this is a sob story homage to desperate women and divorce. I could not, for the life of me, even when I had all the time and the other choice was boredom in my flight, end the movie, even if it had only 10 minutes to go. I didn't care what happened, if the character found love - or hepatitis - at her last stop. It lacked a connection with me, I didn't care about one single character in that story. So that is how much I disliked it. Nope, I didn't hate it. I hated Skyline. I just was annoyed at the fact that I could have spent my time doing something else or watching some other movie.
Funny thing is? Watch how Julia Roberts gets nominated for an Oscar and this piece of turd maybe gets nominated for Best Movie.
Don't believe the hype people, it's just advertising.
This movie blows. And how do I know? Well, let's just give you my setting of watching this film and you be the judge. I was flying on my vacation and this movie was available to watch from a variety of flicks to choose from. It was free. It was a nine hour flight. I had nothing else to do, so it seemed like a normal thing to give it a try.
What ended happening is that I had to stop it quite a lot of times because of the sheer boredom. It even induced me to sleep at one point - and I was wide awake, it was almost 10 am in the morning. This movie is totally absurd and I am one of those who is not jumping on the bandwagon. I disliked this so much I ended up not watching the last 15 minutes of the film and deciding on playing on my iPad anything else for 7 hours more.
That bad.
Why oh why didn't I enjoy old Julia Roberts on this piece of crap? No, don't start with the "you hate chick flicks, Me." I hate bad movies with cliches of women in some sort of duress. But this movie takes the cake. And since this movie is about a memoir, I now have another beef, but this time with the author and the millions of people who took this as a sort of self help book.
WAKE UP!
Let me tell you something. Divorce is hard and wonderful at the same time. While it is a struggle to keep your mind focused, the possibility of a new and happier life with someone else keeps you centered on the end of the proceedings. It costs a lot, and not only in money. It costs time, it costs emotional health, it costs fatigue (moving out is hard!).
Been there, got a tshirt. In fact, I know many people who share my tshirt and we are all extremely happy. But not one - NOT ONE OF US - ended up having this "traveling wonderful self exploring moment" like this chick did. This movie is TOTALLY UNREAL in so many ways, it's disgusting to think it has a following of some sort.
Take any - and I mean ANY of your divorced friends - and ask yourself if they ended up traveling the world in search of... well, themselves. No! They got back to work, they got working on their new houses, they started talking to their kids... moving on, trying to get back to a normal life and erasing their previous life. At no point did I ever say "hey, I'm going to Amsterdam to see if I can smoke pot and find my inner Me".
What bugged me is that this experience, while it was amazing to her, it simply doesn't resonate with normal real life - which starts to bug me because I know there is a plethora of women out there, so desperate after their divorce, that they need to believe that this is a path to happiness. Nope. Italy is great. Bali is wonderful. But we just cannot just pack our shit and go to find joy. We normal people just keep on walking and find it, day by day.
Apart from the beautiful settings, this is a sob story homage to desperate women and divorce. I could not, for the life of me, even when I had all the time and the other choice was boredom in my flight, end the movie, even if it had only 10 minutes to go. I didn't care what happened, if the character found love - or hepatitis - at her last stop. It lacked a connection with me, I didn't care about one single character in that story. So that is how much I disliked it. Nope, I didn't hate it. I hated Skyline. I just was annoyed at the fact that I could have spent my time doing something else or watching some other movie.
Funny thing is? Watch how Julia Roberts gets nominated for an Oscar and this piece of turd maybe gets nominated for Best Movie.
Don't believe the hype people, it's just advertising.
Jan 3, 2011
I LOVED Erasing David
The beauty of going on a trip is that I get to watch many great films during my flights. This is one of those awesome films I get to discover with glee: Erasing David.
Let's backtrack a bit. You see, I'm obsessed with returning to a semi-normal life without so much social network sharing. While I do still respond to my Twitter and Facebook friends, I am trying my best to eliminate the need to do so and it's working out great. (No, this is the one thing that I do enjoy: this blog - and I will never quit on sharing my stuff with you guys, so don't worry) You might call it the Catfish syndrome, and well, I'm glad I catched it. I need to feel privacy again, with all my heart.
So this documentary touched a nerve. And then some.
While Catfish is a nice little flick about us and the internet - and the weird things that can happen along the way; Erasing David is a shit scary movie about what you THINK when the words "your privacy" come into play in this society. You see... you can find anyone online. And you can find EVERYTHING about them, as well.
David Bond decided that he wanted his privacy back - one way or another - and was willing to test how much would he had to do in order to get it back. The experiment was brilliant.
David would have to disappear for 30 days, without a trace. He would leave his social network pages open as well as any other information about him online. Two detectives have to find him. How long would it take and how much information they would gather about him? Interesting thought.
It is amazing and disturbing at the same time how much information about us is on the net. You only need a name and hours behind a computer and you can find where someone works, their parents, their photos... yeah, you get the point. The thing is, if someone was truly dedicated and had more than a regular joe's knowledge of the internet (basic hacking skills), you can track one person down without the need of subpoenas and lawyers.
If you want to see how far people can go with just normal curiosity... or you sometimes wonder how easy it can be to get all the ugly facts about you, I'd recommend you rent this movie quickly. It is available on Netflix and on iTunes.
Enjoy!
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