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Robot Stories is a set of four short films set in the future. The low budget is extremely noticable and can be distracting at times. Thus, the future in this film does not include elaborate sets or CGI robots. That's part of the charm though. Robot Stories has very interesting ideas about the future and how people will cope with robots among us. The stories all try to be touching, but I thought they played out too predictable too be moving.


Rating: 6.5/10

Harold and Maude is a very deadpan, dry humor filled film about a depressed nineteen year old, Harold (Bud Cort) who falls in love with a seventy-nine year old free spirit of a woman named Maude (Ruth Gordon). It has some cute moments to chuckle at, a solid theme about finding the beauty and love in life and some truly interesting actors. I was all ready for an astoundingly funny film due to its cult status but ultimately I was dissappointed. This is an average film that I imagine was ahead of its time in 1971 but just isn't as powerfull today. Overall, I'd Skip the Bitch... maybe watch Heathers or something...

****/****

Pro: Lead acting. Harold's look at the camera. Driving off the cliff. The off-kilter humor is wacky and very very funny. Maude's dialogue. Trying to kill himself. The direction. The music by Cat Stevens. Good supporting acting. Great locations.

Con: N/A

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This film one a hundred gazillion Oscars. That should tell you all you need to know. It has the appearance of intelligence but it is a thin veneer, it steers very slightly from the paint by numbers path for Academy Voters to think it's different and interesting, but in my opinion was fairly bland. This is the film where that incredibly disturbing song "Thank Heaven for Little Girls" comes from. SO you can guess from this it is fairly sexist, although tries to appear as though it isnt with the introduction of Honore, the greebly old man, I mean elderly bachelor.

However, Caron has much charisma, and is quite, well, charming, she has clearly honed much of her talent since the wooden performance in An American In Paris. And parts of it a genuinely amusing, it's visually great and it held my attention in a flatlining kind of way (you know, when you're looking at the screen, head slightly to one side, mouth open, drooling, and the machine hooked up to your brain is just going "meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.......").

A movie that can be more then singing and dancing forest folks frolicking?
HBO where I lived as a kid would go in and out, in and out. I would sneak out late at night and watch the static and lines roll....sometimes it would clear up...this one time changed my ideas of movies from that moment one...NO IY WAS NOT EMILY...cough...nor any low budget attempt at romance novels and prolonged shower scenes in the seventies. No it was a profund GEM called, "Harold and Maude", a movie that made me go OH wow movies can mean more then nothing... My brain did not register the full message in this film to later as a adult....crap must sleep more later...

Yes, in a few moments, I'll be travelling to Boston for a couple days. I will be looking at apartments and attending a housing workshop, which was organized by my future school's off-campus program. I have already found an ideal apartment, but my parents are somewhat apprehensive about me staying there (I have no clue why); therefore, they recommended this workshop for safety purposes (to guarantee I get an apartment, not be "secure" from danger -- Boston doesn't have any dubious areas). If I do ultimately end up in my ideal apartment, I would be living with a girl (Junior, I have spoken with her on the phone and on AIM a few times) on the other side of the Boston Commons. This, of course, means that to reach Emerson's campus, I would only have a 5-10 minute walk through the park. How fuckin' insanely perfect is that!? Regardless, I am going to spend most of my weekends looking at inferior apartments (probably with lower price-tags without the park view/walk). Other prospective transfer students will be there; hopefully I meet a person or two, but that might be physically imposssible with my parents present. They will most likely say to me, "Go sit over there" "Look those kids are talking, go join in!". Oh well. I will be stopping in Manhattan for a night on my way back -- should be a good time.

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I was consistently intruiged by My Own Private Idaho, more in it's minor experiments than in it's meandering narrative. I saw the first half as a cracked-out version of Oliver Twist with Van Sant exploiting the homosexual undertones of The Artful Dodger and Oliver. Then Van Sant was throwing around Shaksperean allusions and I was all confused. It is definitely a rather sloppy, occasionally significant, experiment. The odd part is, I don't have strong negative or positive feelings for it, yet it seems like a film that would elicit a polarizing response.

With The Lady from Shanghai, I felt that Orson Welles was trapped in his own production he did not want to make. Whether it was the perpetual queer look on his face, or his inconsistent accent, I believed that he had not put much effort into the film. And really, I would not have been surprised if this is the case, since the film, and its characters, are not very interesting or original. There are the trademark Welles shots, and some clever dialogue, but the whole film felt unauthentic. Save the last 15 minutes, the film is not involving and it occasionally simply feels like a vanity project for Mr. Welles and Mrs. Welles (Rita Hayworth, who is indeed luminous). The last scene is absolutely fabulous, however, and is enough to compensate for some of the films flaws to become barely recommendable.

I was alamed by how un-mysterious Manhattan Murder Mystery was until one of the last scenes where Woody stages an overt homage to, conincidentally, the last film I saw, The Lady From Shanghai (which I found equally uninteresting). This film has some endlessly available meaty material (the desperate aging couple craving adventure), but Woody seems too occupied in making a "logical" murder plot when it is really just a big joke all along.

The piquant Harold and Maude really struck a chord with me, and ultimately made me feel giddy. It has a superb Cat Stevens soundtrack, which makes the montages and other Graduate-esque elements of this film even better. Oh, how I love my vivacious geriatric women.

My mother interrupted me about an hour into Harold and Maude and insisted that I watch Meet the Fockers with them. To avoid an argument (yes, we have already had an argument overt his trivial matter), I somewhat willing watched it with the rest of the family. I wasn't expecting a good film, but holy shit it was completely godawful. Even the rest of my family disliked it (except for my brother -- but let's not go there). Almost every joke was recycled, and I mean both trashy and reused. It was shockingly perverted in the utterly grotesque manner, not the uncomfortable and tasteful way. The whole cast makes fools out of themselves. Any attempt at a joke was so easily forseen that after set-ups, punchlines became obsolete.

See he's ok. He didn't die. And this movie is still really great.

This is a delightful and offbeat black comedy. One of the most wonderfully original films ever made. Hal Ashby's direction is pure genius. The performances are amazing, Vivian Pickles as Harold's mother gives one of the best supporting performances of the 1970's. Excellent Cat Stevens score. So very funny, outstanding screenplay, and the film is in a league all it's own.