Reviews by cherylo
Tim Roth is a hapless bellhop who seems to inhabit a hotel straight out of an alternate, adult, foul-mouthed version of Pink Panther cartoons. An star-studded set of actors must have had profane and strange fun making this film; it seems mostly to really be about a bunch of film types just effing around. Madonna is a witch in a skin-tight vinyl dress, and Antonio Banderas is the father of two little hellions in two of the four vignettes, each more bizarre than the next. Bruce Willis makes an appearance; also Kathy Griffin, Quentin Tarantino, and Jennifer Beal. The segments are tied together loosely by events on what must surely be the worst New Years Eve ever. Depictions of drug use, children smoking and drinking, and huge amounts of swearing, including by and in front of school-age child characters.
Like the proverbial frog in the soup pot, the heat on the viewer is turned up gradually as this futuristic thriller proceeds. Some of the sound design and video techniques very effectively simulate disorientation, which may turn off some viewers. The effects are dazzling and seamless; the play of light and dark portentous; and the emotional ride very tough, at least for me. I definitely don't recommend it for solo late-night viewing when home alone or a difficult night may follow.
As an adult fan of My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic I was not at all sure what to expect. The TV show is quite well-made and surprisingly entertaining. I enjoyed the MLP:FIM take on the mean girls phenomenon, even while thinking more about the cosplay possibilities than the plot. Overall, I would say the major downside is moving from the TV episode short form to a movie more than three times as long as a typical episode taxes the formula, but still it was enjoyable.
Sophie Kinsella's books are the romance equivalent of the mystery genre known as the 'cozy' from what I can tell; but perhaps that is an apt description of all chick lit. I was pleasantly surprised by her novel I've Got Your Number, so I decided to give this one a try. With characters you love to hate, and a protagonist who is clueless about what (and who) she wants, the formula holds true. I was not sure at first that I would stick this one out, but once the plot got moving, I couldn't put it down. I thoroughly enjoyed the exploration of the concept of secrets and what intimacy means in various kinds of relationships.
Steve Martin's comedy persona is an odd combination of pseudo-egomaniac, everyman, and erudite literary figure, so I suspect his humor is not for everyone. Even so, I adored some of the material in this book, such as the "sing-a-longs," and also his candor in explaining he didn't really get Twitter at first. A quick, light read.