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...popped in the first flick, a movie entitled Bastard!! Demon-God of Destruction. (Oh, what a name.) The movie started just the way I expected-a thunderous voice informed me that I was entering a "barren, bestial environment" where humans had been conquered by superior beings and sentenced to a hellish eternity. Hmmm hellish eternity sounded like the night I saw looming ahead...
...least successful, films include 2001: A Space Odyssey (expanded after the film's production into a whole novel) and The Lawnmower Man. John Campbell's short sci-fi story The Thing spawned a classic 1950s black-and-white horror film as well as an excellent John Carpenter gore flick...
...Lifetime, an amazing "Just for Women" network that unabashedly flings Golden Girls episodes and Tori Spelling TV movie, stuffing in as many shameless Kim Alexis Monistat ads, and sunny "I have a secret" girls in a series of Tampax commercials. The mere presence of the chick-flick and its never-ending range - from "Single White Female" to "Notting Hill" salutes American women with both cheerful and turbulent visions of womandom. From girl powerful Fiona Apple to woman powerful Oprah Winfrey to Polident powerful Eartha Kitt, pop culture absolutely swims in images of femininity for the American woman...
...Despite the rampant nudity, this is no horny-male flick. Breillat focuses on the frustrations of Marie (Caroline Ducey). Romance is the story of her search for both sexual and emotional satisfaction. Marie looks like a sweet young thing, but that's where it ends. Marie wades through three lovers. First is Paul (Sagamore Stevenin), her male model boyfriend, who is annoyed by Marie's pleas for more sex and wishes she would just go to sleep instead of trying to take off his shorts. After one fruitless night, the sex-starved Marie sneaks off to a bar and picks...
...disapprovals. The plot in a nutshell: Norton, disillusioned with his yuppiedom, finds solace in beating Brad Pitt to a bloody pulp (and vice versa). Suddenly, fighting becomes a way for men to unleash their anger without limits or consequence. But, of course, mayhem ensues. It's a David Fincher flick; he's one of my favorite directors because he never gives you an "easy" movie. Seven, of course, spooked its way to the top of the box office but I still think 1995's The Game is a better movie--it's artistic, it's surprising, and it's almost...