Copilots & Homies

It's a three day weekend and in celebration and lack of funds, I've been binge watching movies on Netflix for the past few hours. I took note of a particular film that came highly recommended by the homies, so in broad daylight and with the TV on for background noise, I decided to take on Na Hongjins' thriller, The Wailing . Standard "Had to do it on 'em" pose I don't do horror films, so to my immediate relief, I found that I could actually sit through this one and was able to turn off the TV and focus. In short, some sort of epidemic causes villagers to just lose their shit and go on a rampage, killing their family while leaving their minds in a state of vegetation or sorts until eventually they just...well, die. I don't really like summaries nor enjoy retelling the story line just because it ends up being lackluster, so just watch it if you have 2.5 hours to kill and nothing else of Netflix screams out to you. I did enjoy the movie, but what I ...

       Disclaimer: The following post may include spoilers for Daddy's Home. It's up to you to keep going or not. I'm not your keeper. So instead of staying home and having a relatively quiet Christmas evening with the family like everyone else is undoubtedly doing, we decided to hit up one of the few places still open, Cinepolis, and catch a movie. Now, I love Will Ferrell. As Buddy the Elf, as President Bush on SNL and especially as Brennan on Step Brothers. He can do no wrong. This is probably where you think, "Oh noooo. He did do wrong!". Well, no. He did right. Again. He's basically a pushover who just wants to be a Dad to his step-kids and all the progress he made has been successfully halted and backtracked with the arrival of Dusty (WTF where do people get these names from? And meanwhile, we're always cracking jokes about names like Laqueesha and Bon Qui Qui) the ex-husband and daddy extraordinaire portrayed by the annoyingly handsome Mar...

Courtesy of Read Spirit    Yeah, another movie review. That's what I'm saying.  So today was my last day of finals and celebrations were in order, starting with a guilt-free Amazon video binge. And today I was lucky enough to stumble upon the gem that is The 100 Year Old Man Who Climbed Out the Window and Disappeared. I shit you not, that is the entire title. The synopsis said it was Sweden's most successful movie based on a novel of the same name by Jonas Jonasson. And in honor of my favorite Swede, Alexander Skarsgaard, I gave in. And it was not disappointing. It's got a heavy Forrest Gump vibe, in that the protagonist is involved in all these life defining situations that is unbelievable and yet, painstakingly hopeful as well. The plot revolves around the said 100 year old man, Allan, who bails the retirement home he was forced to live in after blowing up the fox who killed his beloved cat, Molotov, and his chicken. I know, it's great already, isn't ...