Tag Archives: John Turturro
2009. 150 minutes. Rated PG-13.
One man, alone, abandoned by the country he loves…
I regret to inform you of a horrible, horrible truth. It’s something I’ve been keeping inside, in order to keep my cred up, or at least stop it from getting any worse. If you comb through this blog, you’ll be able to find instances where I say bad things about Michael Bay. Like he is a sellout, or his movies are just about big explosions and unrealistic crap, and so on and so forth.
This is a story we’ve all heard before, and it’s one we will all hear again. I like it though. For anyone who’s ever been really alone, you can sympathize with Mort Rainey, and at the same time, this story draws you in and isn’t a sad sad song or anything.
Quote: I don’t respond well to intimidation. Makes me feel *icky*.
It’s pretty simple. Jeff Bridges is the dude. He always was, and he always will be. Very recently (like oh, the last 4 years, let’s call it) everyone loves Jeff Bridges, and he is FINALLY getting his due props, and an Oscar for one role even. I, for one, think it’s about time.
Quote: Also, let’s not forget – let’s *not* forget, dude – that keeping wildlife, an amphibious rodent, for uh, domestic, you know, within the city – that ain’t legal either.