Anyways, some clever lad with good taste created a mash-up of Batman and Inception, (praise you, fellow film-lover) and the result is one worth sharing.

1. Wake Up Sid

This comes courtesy of the foreign films department, a movie set in India, about a spoiled, egomaniacal college graduate who changes his slacker habits after meeting an older, attractive writer. Comical characters and dynamic interactions make for a fresh film that makes its shortcomings forgivable – with the exception of the “rain” scene. Rain scenes and romance is a film device as overused as cool guys walking away from explosions.

2. Saving Face

Only in the indie industry would there be a non-adult film about Asian lesbians, and that’s a shame because mainstream audiences could use a little more diversity in their movies. Saving Face deals with themes of love, cultural expectations and family honor, in a relatable (although at times, unrealistic) manner, but its light-hearted, comedic approach make for a well-told story.

3. Twenty Bucks

This is a film from the 90′s that follows the trajectory of a single twenty dollar bill as it changes hands, providing snapshots of the lives of each of its owners. Nothing heavy or hard-hitting here, just an entertaining tale featuring some notable stars, like Brendan Fraser when he was more likable.

What do you get when you take a film, stripped of typical Hollywood conventions, add a dose of originality and a dash of unpredictability? You get a quirky, delightful film like TiMER – a movie who’s premise rests on a simple question: What if a small device could determine the precise moment we meet our soul mate? After all, when it comes to love, timing is everything – is it not?

This story arc is what sets TiMER apart from the usual stack of craptacular rom-coms – the introduction of a sci-fi-esq twist, the idea that love can be preprogrammed, literally, not just by some inscrutable idea of destiny, but by actual mechanisms within our bodies. Sounds a tad over the top right? Well, of course it is. The loftiness is what makes it fun. In order to truly enjoy Timer, you have to suspend reasoning and rational logic. Accept the implausible premise and resist the urge of over-analyzing and looking too much into it. It’s not a “thinking” movie – it’s a romantic comedy, one augmented by a team of good writers and a set of likable actors.

Emma Caulfield plays Oona O’Leary, a leading lady of standard conventions – pretty, petite, single and successful. She’s also desperate to know the verdict of her blank timer, a sign that her true love is out there somewhere without a timer of their own. Admittedly, the anal nature of her character gets pretty annoying – sure, she just wants to know who her true love is, but sort of wish she would just ride some chill waves [via Hipsterrunoff] and learn to go with the flow. She reminds you of those unsettling micromanaging types who need to be in control of everything in their lives at all times. I can’t deal with those folks. But luckily for Oona, she meets Mikey, an attractive, younger check-out clerk, who, is perhaps the best thing about the movie. He introduces her to concepts like “living in the moment”, which, to someone like Oona, is pretty novel. As expected, fireworks [a la cheesy pop act Katy Perry] erupt. The catch? While her timer remains blank, his is set to go off in four months. What will happen? Like MTV Diaries – you think you know, but you have no idea. (Lame catch-phrase intentional!)

Onto the whole reason I decided to write this review – I needed a conduit for indulging in the high crush-factor of Mikey’s character (played by John Patrick Amedori). That a young twenty-something can display so much tenderness and vulnerability while maintaining his juvenile, fratboy qualities is quite endearing to someone like myself. That, and his longer, mid-90′s rocker hairstyle that is so uncommon these days, reminding me of my first elementary school crush (oh the memories of young love). His charm and youthful charisma carry the film like a wayward ship, weathering the overly-emotional scenes and sappy sentimentality that nearly derail the movie. Safe to say that without him, I would have enjoyed the movie much less. Dudes like him did not seem to exist during my dating days; harmless rocker with a heart, the kind of guy many young females would lust for, except he leaves Oona conflicted – after all, she and he are not meant to be, agreed?

Without giving away spoilers, I’ll say that many commenters on the web weren’t happy with the ending, claiming it “ruined the movie” and that everything was going well, up until that point. I thought the sequence of events and the ending they led up to were congruent enough – in fact, it was exactly what I wanted to happen. Whether one would agree or not, the message here is that one must always trust their hearts and these characters are designed such that their actions are natural and rational.

As stated earlier however, this isn’t really a thinking piece – It’s a playful film in the realm of an over-saturated and over-played genre known to have perpetuated false notions of love and relationships. While this movie does eventually succumb to the conventional Hollywood chokehold, it is still smart enough that it offers its own clever perspective on the science (fiction) of love.

That, and the heartfelt emails I’ve been receiving lately from dedicated readers I never even knew I had! So, in homage to all the movies that get made and the people who enjoy reading my thoughts on them, I will hereby devote some portion of my time (for real this time!) to updating this site on a regular basis.

And if that doesn’t happen then you can send me some hate mail in my physical mail box. Email me for my home address.

Thanks again for reading! You could’ve been anywhere in the world, but you chose to be here with me and I appreciate that. (Jay-Z)

Well, I started to feel nostalgic so I came back to it and realized that I’ve put too much of myself into it to not give it another chance. I want to bring some new life into it, even though “movies” has dropped a few spots in my list of interests. I decided that changing the theme might re-dignify this neglected little site of mine.

I can’t make any promises about constant updates or anything, but we’ll see how this goes. Hope you like the new theme. I quite love it a lot!

Of course, I still have to reformat the images and stuff, so if you’re reading this right now, don’t be alarmed with the disarray, I’ll be fixing it up shortly.

There’s really no middle ground for me. When I like something, I usually develop an obsession. This is where I’m at with KC Reeves. I don’t know why I never felt this way about him before. I developed a strong interest in him after seeing The Lakehouse, but it wasn’t an overblown obsession. I have a list of his movies I can’t believe I’ve never seen, which I plan to watch this weekend, if the boyfriend agrees to it. I’ll convince him they’re good movies.

What exactly brought on this landslide of past-due emotions you ask? I’ll answer that by (mis)quoting Jay-Z, “either he’s the one or I’m caught in the Matrix”.

The MATRIX.

*LOSER ALERT:* Yes I’ve only recently taken the time to actually sit through and fully absorb the movie. I have no idea what mindset I was in back in ’99 when the rest of the world was all over this masterpiece. I must’ve been tossed in a rolling tumbleweed and transported to a town that knows not of fine cinema. Or I was just naively waiting for Taylor Hanson to take me away and was thus oblivious to the external world. (My loser alert was right on target).

Anyways, so I watched The Matrix and now it’s monopolizing my mind, as well as my internet-browsing time. It’s been Googled, Wikipedia’d, IMDB’d and Youtubed and discussed with virtually anyone who’s asked me what I did this weekend. I was told there was even an MMORPG but that it shut down. That made me sad. You know what else made me sad? Keanu Reeve’s history. He seems to have a troubled personal life, an inner turmoil that betrays his external perfection. Try as I might, but I can’t think of anyone hotter than Keanu Reeve’s right now. Not even Christian Bale. Of course, I’m referring to the Keanu of ten years ago, but he’s still looking right, even at 45.

I don’t know what else to say at this point. The conversation’s running dry on my end. I could go on and on about how infatuated I am, but that wouldn’t do me any good. I realize this blog post was just another avenue for me to express the tidal waves of feelings I have for Keanu. I know this isn’t normal. And I know this phase will pass because they always do. I seriously feel like I’m entangled in a matrix of emotions directed at someone who isn’t completely real. But that’s what The Matrix is all about right? That our reality doesn’t truly exist, that it’s just a simulation, or projection designed to keep us compliant and in line with goals that aren’t really our own.

So what does this mean for me and Keanu? Why the hopeless devotion to a glorified idol whose revered solely on the basis of my misperceptions? This goes for all other fantasy-driven obsessions as well, including Robert Pattinson and every other admirable pretty face. It’s insane how these phases consume us and turn us into stimuli-driven, salivating psycho-trons (crazy robots) who worship sensory-enhancing celebrities who, underneath it all are just pretty plain, regular folk, almost like us. It’s harder to believe in the magic when you know how it’s made. Strangely, this doesn’t change the way I feel about Keanu Reeves! (Ok, ok it does… but it doesn’t matter right now).

I suppose it’s a good thing that Keanu is possessed with such good looks, otherwise I doubt his career would’ve taken off as far as it had. I happened to see “A Walk in the Clouds” and it almost completely turned me off of him forever. Almost. But it’s going to take a lot more than a few bad movies to turn me away from Keanu. I honestly don’t mind watching movies on mute!

This is pure awesomeness, courtesy of my new pals at Latino Review. The photo was snapped at ShoWest (yes, it’s a photo hence the discoloration and brightness) where RDJ took the stage and introduced a few clips from the movie. No word on whether this will be the official poster, but it tickled my anticipation for sure. Featuring Jude Law and Rachel McAdams, the movie opens on Christmas Day – hooray!

1. Fast and Furious

You know it’s time to fire your agent when the best they can do for you is a role reprisal of a stale franchise you did eight years ago. I mean, sure it was cool back then, maybe because we were younger and everything… but I’m guessing most of the movie’s original fanbase has grown up and moved on with their lives and no longer care about this juvenile rubbish. I bet it will be full of fast cars, hot girls, a “cool” soundtrack and bad acting by Paul Walker. Lots and lots of it – like an overflowing excess that might even spawn a FIFTH installment. Oh dear.

2. Dragonball: Evolution

Whenever I think of Dragonball I think of Asian kids with funky hair drinking bubble tea at Internet cafes in Chinatown (in my hometown of Montreal, at least). But then again, what do I know about Dragonball? I was also kind of surprised to learn that Goku would be played by a white dude – isn’t Goku Japanese? He’s not? Whatevs, as if it really matters to me.

3. Obsessed

Hmm, Ali Larter playing a character who resembles her ‘Heroes’ counterpart? I think I’ll pass. And I’m a Beyonce fan, but only when she’s singing. This movie looks to be nonsensical, and thus non-enjoyable. Better suited for NBC as a late-night thriller…or something. (My apologies to Zac!)

This is all that comes to mind right now, but I’m sure there’ll be plenty more to add, for bad movies are never in short supply.

Ok, so I haven’t exactly been holding up my “updating” end of the deal, seeing as how I’ve only produced a measely few entries over the course of …a year? Could it be?? I’m the type to get easily distracted… I mean I just do things, then forget about them, then maybe come back to it….anyhoo. I will always enjoy and appreciate watching, talking about and anticipating a good movie…so I’ve committed myself to treating this blog with some dignity! Hear you me blog, I will bring you more traffic than an O.J. Simpson book signing! (I set low expectations to avoid dissappointment).

I hope you enjoy it, and I hope you return for more. Because without you, there is no purpose. If a blog is written but no one’s around to read it…does it…exist? Hmm. Something heavy to ponder. Indeed. I’ll let you think about that for a while.

No, don’t think. Just read!