Monthly Archives: December 2009

I watched Avatar this weekend in IMAX 3D and was genuinely blown away even though the plot seemed like a cross between Fern Gully and Dances with Wolves. I was also annoyingly distracted with the constant usage of a modified version of my least favorite typeface, Papyrus. Apparently a $300 million budget doesn’t include thoughtful type design.

Still, the movie itself was one of the most entertaining movies I’ve seen in theaters this year. To say it is “visually refreshing” is an understatement. It truly is unlike anything you will ever see. I loved it. That is all I am going to say.

I finally watched the Belgian film Ma Vie en Rose (My Life in Pink) last night and do highly recommend it.

The story revolves around a cross-dressing 7-year-old named Ludovic and a neighboring community of family and acquaintances with varying degrees of tolerance and cultural anxiety. The film captures the innocence around Ludo’s pure and misunderstood inclinations and focuses on the fear and childishness of the adults in the community.

My favorite moment occurs when Ludo encounters Christine, a rugged tomboy who shoots slingshots and dresses like cowboys. She provides Ludo, his family, and the film’s audience with an alternate perspective on a difficult situation, and ultimately teaches us the blessing of true tolerance and love.

I liked Precious but the impressionistic poster attached below had a greater affect on me. The film itself depicts Precious’ difficulties in an extremely detailed way. Whereas, the poster leaves much more up to the imagination. The disconnect between the film and the poster bothers me, as I wish the film would have used poetic implications and symbolism instead of literally piling on the nasty details of Precious’ unimaginable afflictions.

My favorite part of Precious was Xosha Roquemore, who plays Joann. “Heeeeeyyyyy!” I can’t stop thinking about her voice, personality, fashion sense, lovability… what a dreamboat! SPIN-OFF!

Check out Precious if you can. It’s worth watching Mo’Nique say “breastseses” like David Alan Grier on “In Living Color” and Mariah Carey was good enough to make me sing “Hero” during the closing credits.