14 May 2011

Rip 'em to shreds

The dueling testosterone and estrogen double feature--though frankly, the women are at least equally vicious, if less destructive of actual flesh.

Jûsan-nin No Shikaku (13 assassins)

Crit
This is like Seven Samurai/The Magnificent Seven as written by John Webster and directed by Tarantino, assisted by Michael Bay for the pyrotechnics. In case that sentence doesn't make it clear, yes, I really liked it: beautifully choreographed and shot, sometimes funny, and with memorable heroes and an indelibly nasty villain.

Hmm . . . John Webster . . . about time to watch Shakespeare in Love again?

Bridesmaids

Crit
OK, two questions: how does Kristen Wiig pronounce her name? And is Saturday Night Live this good again? 'Cause if it is, I'm gonna have to make some adjustments to my schedule and find room for it. Brutally funny film written by Wiig and Annie Mumolo (who has a cameo as a nervous plane passenger) and directed by Paul Feig. So if a man directed, and the comic riffs include the results of food poisoning, is it really a chick flick? Who gives a shit in the sink?

Also of note: great soundtrack (anything that starts with Blondie's "Rip Her to Shreds" is halfway to seducing me already, and if you add Wanda Jackson . . . ) and (sigh) Jill Clayburgh, her last role, I gather.
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