The other Boleyn girl currently stares at me everyday I leave the house, and I sure can’t say that her charm is lost on me. It’s this weeks movie poster, and before you ask, no, I do not have a historicals only calendar pinned on my wall, I just feel drawn to them. There’s a passion and explosive erotic to this picture, the likes of which often springs at us from covers in the romance section (not that a manly man like me would ever venture there). In my humble opinion it’s a accomplished, erotic piece of movie art. There’s actually a alternate design for The other Boleyn girl, that comes in a simpler, more in you face style, but I’ll spare you that. Instead I’ll give promotionals for the TV-series The Tudors. Subtle is different, but damn, that lady is a looker (and I guess Rhys Meyers too).
There's not much to say about today's picture perfect moment, 'cept that Hollywood likes to quote itself and to look back in nostalgic reflection to the glorious days of yore. In that vein I present to you the lovely Winona Ryder striking a Audrey Hepburn pose in Autumn in New York; and Lara Flynn Boyle revives the memory of legendary Film Noir heroines in Red Rock West, to bad the rest of the movie doesn't live up to this most promising scene.
Sorry wrong movie, this is not the heartless remake of My Bloody Valentine (could have fooled me there), but a heartless original Valentines movie.
Hollywood seems to have rediscovered the episodic format for itself. *sigh* Nothing wrong with that form of storytelling in and of itself, it’s just that this type of movie has a tendency to turn out rather unsatisfying. Looking at those posters that have nothing more to tell me than that the designer had no idea what the movie is supposed to be about and that Hollywood still believes in name dropping (or is that face dropping when we talk movie posters) as excuse for lack of actual story, I already feel disheartened.
I might be wrong, it happens, and they did ascertain that for the movie the only way is up compared to its poster design. Me, cynical? What makes you think so?
When, as a child, I first saw the German poster for Dracula 1972 A.D. with its “Dracula jagt Mini-Mädchen” title (Dracula hunts Mini-Girls), I didn’t readily realize that they meant the fashion of the time but instead had a picture in my mind of Christopher Lee chasing Barbie sized women. Mind you, that didn’t make the movie sound any less awesome, or scary, to me back then.
Looking at that poster now the only scary about it is that typical 70's style mix of drawn motive and photography, which workes at times, but mostly not. We do find the usual promise of sex & violence one comes to expect from the count, though.
There was a British band that called themselves When in Rome, I don’t recall any of their songs but I remember seeing a live video of them in a store, I was convinced for years that the band was called When and just happened to play in Rome, which they probably did, play in Rome that is.
I have no idea where exactly Josh is supposed to be looking on that poster but he adds a nice quirkiness with his expression, and Kirsten looks simply cute, also I adore that little yellow car. Not a best of poster, but one me really likes.
What I wonder about though: If the best thing you can find to say about your movie is that it's from the same studio that made The Proposal (which is like praising a book with: Published by the same company that brought you "The Notebook"), it doesn't look that promising.
Any movie opening with a Bonnie Tyler song, already has won me over, and while Urban Legend may not have to offer anything new to the genre it features a perfect mix of likeable characters to root for and unpleasant ones you enjoy to see getting disposed of. Round that off with a killer to love, and presto, entertainment! The first time we meet Loretta Devine as campus cop she’s watching a clip from the movie Coffy with Pam Grier and over her shoulder we can spy the poster to the movie Foxy Brown. It begs the question, would a male campus cop have had the poster for Shaft on his wall?
In the same movie in Parker’s dorm room, we get a glance at a poster for the adult movie Control, starring Lene Hefner, in case anybody’s interested. He strikes me as a bit old to pin porn on his wall but it certainly explains something about his behaviour at the campus party.
Picking up on a (here in my place) common theme, it's bound to scare you actually how easily we are catering to fantasies of domination over women and sexual abuse. I wonder if people would treat it just as lightly if we were to use pictures of sexualized violence and humiliation aginst men with the same casual frequency and with the same easy connoction of it qualifiying as "entertainment":
"When someone doesn't show up, the people who wait sometimes tell stories about what might have happened and come to half believe the desertion, the abduction, the accident. Worry is a way to pretend that you have knowledge or control over what you don't--and it surprises me, even in myself, how much we prefer ugly scenarios to the pure unknown. Perhaps fantasy is what you fill up maps with rather than saying that they too contain the unknown."— Rebecca Solnit