Monday, January 28, 2008
The Cars 'The Cars'
Based on a play by Tracy Letts, this claustrophobic thriller from Exorcist director William Friedkin focuses on the love story between a man (Michael Shannon) and a woman (Ashley Judd) convinced that the government is implanting insects in its citizens. Harry Connick Jr. plays the woman's abusive ex-husband in this nightmare tale of paranoia that takes place in an America where no one -- least of all the authorities -- can be trusted.
Above is the Netflix description of the film Bug. Sounds interesting, doesn’t it?
Let me back up a minute here…
On the first of the month, I take the Life section of the newspaper and look up the movies on Netflix. I search out those current movies on their site and read the brief paragraph about them. If the description seems slightly interesting… Like the paragraph above… I will put that joker on my queue. If I don’t see it in theaters… That bad boy will be delivered to my mailbox when it comes out on DVD.
Not a bad deal, really. It has worked for me for about 4 years now and I’m basically a spokesperson for Netflix whenever someone brings them up… And I blog about it and the movies that I rent from Netflix constantly. I highly recommend Netflix.
Back to Bug…
I can easily see where Bug was originally a play. There are only 2 sets… The motel room and a redneck lesbian bar. Again… It sounds like nothing but a great flick, right?
Motel room and redneck lesbians… Just those 4 words get more attention than that pesky and misleading descriptive paragraph at the top of this blog entry. With a motel room and redneck lesbians… Anything can happen in my mind.
Bug starts off good enough with a lonely alcoholic woman (Judd) getting it on with a drifting loner. But then that joker (Shannon) gets crazy with his bug fixation and everything goes downhill from there.
It’s not a “fun, roller coaster” type of going downhill… It’s more like a “rub lotion on your granny’s corns” type of downhill.
I was constantly on the lookout for that redeeming “something” in the film that made me think that watching Bug for over 90 minutes was well worth it.
I never found it.
Oh sure… Ashley Judd has a few nude scenes, but it’s just not worth it.
Mr. Bug-Fixation (Shannon) is apparently sick in the head and sees bugs everywhere he looks. In the bed, on his skin, and in his blood (yes, he breaks out a Browman microscope to check it out). AND!!! He even gets Judd’s character to believe that what he’s seeing and all the conspiracies he speaks about are very real.
Shannon’s character pulls out his teeth with pliers (his molars are filled with egg sacks) and he kills his “doctor” that eventually shows up to save him from himself.
It’s all very crazy and left me feeling like I was nuts for watching the film to its conclusion.
Over than that… My weekend only involved a 24 hour type of eye irritation. It was so bad on Saturday that the slightest amount of light made me run like a vampire from the midday sun.
I’m guessing that if you can get a 24 hour stomach bug, why not a 24 hour eye virus?
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