Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Casablanca, Raging Bull and the Oscars.

Casablanca. Quotable, unforgettable, beautiful.
Boring.

I feel bad saying so, but for my fourth film, I struck out. Maybe it was because I was tired, maybe because I wasn't super happy about life that day, but I honestly managed to read through the film. I normally can only read through classical music and baseball games. And I don't mean fun reading where I can tune out the world. I am referring to the boring, plodding kind of reading which is already a bit of a chore. I honestly had to rewind the film, put down my book and shut off my laptop so I wouldn't surf the internet. For whatever reason, I just couldn't really get into Casablanca. I tired, I just didn't succeed. Maybe because it is something that has so seeped into American film culture that there was no real innovation in it left for me (even if originally it was the innovation.)

To be fair, I knew  I would hit this point relatively soon. I mean, I've been putting off watching Titanic for a few months now, even if that translates to it taking up space in my DVR (no, I have never seen it.) I just honestly did not thing that Casablanca was going to be the tipping point. I really wanted to like it, I did! But...no dice.

Anyway, I also watched Midnight in Paris which was totally brilliant and lovely. It definately deserved the Oscar for best original screen play. In fact, over all, I can't complain about the Oscars. I didn't catch the 'Twilight' reference so that didn't bother me, I generally like Billy Crystal and I won the Oscar pool that I was in, which, admittedly did a good job to improve the thoughts on the Oscars overall. I didn't see The Help so I can't judge how good or bad that lead actress was in it, but I LOVED Meyrl Strep in Iron Lady. 


Next up on my list is Raging Bull, and I recorded The Godfather II as well. All I know about Bull is that De Niro gets beaten up. I also know that my legs are currently completely, inexplicably bruised up and I don't know why. I blame the cats, though I don't think that is the case in the film. We'll see.

And it's 52 degrees outside, the magical 29th of February, I'm getting Japanese food tonight and I've posted twice in one day.

Happy Wednesday!