Okay, I totally have to defend What Dreams May Come. This is completely for personal reasons, but I had — so cliche — a religious experience during this movie. My friend that went with was so humiliated because I wept from the very beginning to the very end. i have never had this happen before. I was so embarrassed; I mean I could not stop. I could feel people in the audience trying to figure out who was busting out the waterworks. I mean, I know it was supposed to be a sad movie, but something strange happened to me that day.
As far as crap movie goes, I am going to have to go with Alexander. My boyfriend dragged me to this steaming pile of crap and had the good sense, and nerve, to fall asleep a half hour through. I have never walked out during a movie because I like to give the movie a shot at redemption at a clever ending or, at least, one really great scene. The whole thing was just awful.
One movie that a lot of people seem to love to hate now on these sorts of lists, Good Will Hunting, is, and will always remain on my top 5, also because of personal experiences. Same with The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. I loved this movie. I don’t care if it came off pretentious and I didn’t want to like it. I really didn’t. I heard it was super long, which usually turns me off on a lot of movies; Dances with Wolves case in point.
I also love, love, love Boogie NIghts. I cannot tear my eyes away from that anytime it is on. I love everything about this movie: cast, soundtrack, costumes, little bits of nonfiction thrown in here and there. Loved it. Mark Walberg really lucked out finding a role that was basically him — just a porn star version of him,
I also need to give a shout out to Raging Bull. Maybe part of it is because Cathy Moriarty trying to portray her character as 15 was hilarious, and I love that. I know this is on top of most people’s best of lists, and I, sadly, am no different.
As far as guilt for liking something that resembles reality television, that award goes to Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolf. That was just great. I wanted to know someone who reminded me of these two. I loved them.
After watching Death Sentence, a terrible movie starring Kevin Bacon as a father in search of vigilante justice directed by Saw's James Wan, Gabe embarked on The Hunt For The Worst Movie of All Time. This is his sad journey.
Okay, I totally have to defend What Dreams May Come. This is completely for personal reasons, but I had — so cliche — a religious experience during this movie. My friend that went with was so humiliated because I wept from the very beginning to the very end. i have never had this happen before. I was so embarrassed; I mean I could not stop. I could feel people in the audience trying to figure out who was busting out the waterworks. I mean, I know it was supposed to be a sad movie, but something strange happened to me that day.
As far as crap movie goes, I am going to have to go with Alexander. My boyfriend dragged me to this steaming pile of crap and had the good sense, and nerve, to fall asleep a half hour through. I have never walked out during a movie because I like to give the movie a shot at redemption at a clever ending or, at least, one really great scene. The whole thing was just awful.
One movie that a lot of people seem to love to hate now on these sorts of lists, Good Will Hunting, is, and will always remain on my top 5, also because of personal experiences. Same with The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford. I loved this movie. I don’t care if it came off pretentious and I didn’t want to like it. I really didn’t. I heard it was super long, which usually turns me off on a lot of movies; Dances with Wolves case in point.
I also love, love, love Boogie NIghts. I cannot tear my eyes away from that anytime it is on. I love everything about this movie: cast, soundtrack, costumes, little bits of nonfiction thrown in here and there. Loved it. Mark Walberg really lucked out finding a role that was basically him — just a porn star version of him,
I also need to give a shout out to Raging Bull. Maybe part of it is because Cathy Moriarty trying to portray her character as 15 was hilarious, and I love that. I know this is on top of most people’s best of lists, and I, sadly, am no different.
As far as guilt for liking something that resembles reality television, that award goes to Who’s Afraid of Virginia Wolf. That was just great. I wanted to know someone who reminded me of these two. I loved them.