After a great breakfast courtesy of the
esposa, we lost the M.E.G., because she had a baby shower obligation back
home. That left my wife contending with
the three guys, something she handled with aplomb. I was aghast when the planned guy’s movie,
The Man with The Iron Fists, was no longer showing anywhere. Apparently there was a need to show the
latest Twilight movie on virtually every screen available. I didn’t know there were that many
pre-pubescent females around. The
pickings were fairly slim but I settled on Seven Psychopaths based on a strong
recommendation from my daughter and the presence of Christopher Walken.
While we waited for the movie we learned that
my Keene friend hadn’t seen the latest Spiderman reboot. We remedied that grievous omission and my
wife decided she just had to make a mad dash to the Christmas Tree Shop. We told her that we had to leave by 1pm to
make the movies and she had to be there by that time if she wanted to go with
us. She blithely assured us that she would
be there. We left the house at 1:05
after her failure to appear.
This turned out to be a good thing (something
she didn’t initially agree with) because she would have hated the movie which
the three of us absolutely loved. As
predicted by my daughter the movie was similar to an American version of a Guy
Ritchie movie. It jumped all over the
place but the characters were so twisted that they become inordinately lovable somehow. That is a tribute to the actors who take
these quirky characters and really hang some meat on the bones of the script. That effort is led by Sam Rockwell who I believe
is one of the best actors around and he certainly shows it here as probably the
most disturbed yet functional of the psychos.
Walken is very generous and the scenes between Rockwell and him were
worth the price of admission alone.
Colin Farrell is the only miss in the cast because he is so
inconsistent. There are some scenes
where you can clearly see the talent (and the leading man persona) but others
in which he appears lost. The movie is a
treasure with too many laugh out loud moments to chronicle here.
We journeyed back to pick up the contrite
wife and went out for dinner. We then
settled in to watch the top two college teams both lose out on their chance for
a national championship. This what made the
weekend so special for me. I was able to
sit back on the couch and enjoy the games but also to talk and compare opinions
with two of the greatest guys in the world.
One of the best birthday presents ever.
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