My sister and I have been watching old Hercule Poirot movies lately, as Tom–only completely wrong in his movie opinions about 80% of the time–informed me of their existence. Most recently, we watched Death on the Nile with Peter Ustinov, and while I don’t have too much to say, I thought I’d at least write up a few, quick impressions, if only because I’d like to post something this week, and I’m not done with my next gender-swapped movie essay yet. (Spoilers: it’s about a highly regarded horror film with some seriously problematic elements.)
On to the Baby Review!
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I went to see Black Panther last Sunday, mostly excited but also a little nervous. Not so much on the “Hollywood-fucks-up-black-representation” front; reviews had been pretty overwhelmingly positive about that. In fact, save for a few racist trolls saying the kinds of things you’d expect racist trolls to say, reviews on pretty much every front had been overwhelmingly positive–
–Which, yeah, was pretty much why I was nervous. Despite the name of this blog, I really didn’t wanna be the Meh Girl about this one, like, I didn’t want Black Panther to be my Arrival of 2018, you know?
Happily for me, I enjoyed the hell out of this movie.
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Ah, Harry Mudd, that old rascal I’ve heard so much about. I’ve seen a version of the man, of course–Rainn Wilson in Discovery–but not Classic Harry Mudd, not until now.
I’ve got to admit, I wasn’t exactly expecting the hat. Or the mustache. Or the giant poofy sleeves.
Considering how much I enjoyed “The Naked Time,” I was really looking forward to sitting down and watching “The Enemy Within.” So, we did, and . . . well . . .
Boy. Talk about an episode you like in concept and not in execution.
Lately, Mek and I have been on something of an Agatha Christie kick, so recently we checked out an adaptation of one of her novels–a novel, coincidentally, that neither of us have read: Crooked House.
There’s potential here. But there are some fucking weird directorial choices, too.
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Well, after four episodes of gloom and doom, we get to the episode of TOS where everyone just gets space drunk.
I’m sure this says something deeply unflattering about me, but this is easily my favorite episode so far.
So, last month. Mekaela and I are doing our annual Christmas viewing of Die Hard, and we begin–not for the first time–talking about what a genderbent remake of the movie might look like. Not so much from a “let’s cast this” perspective (although, yeah, I’m gonna discuss that too), but more along the lines of “how does the story change if all the characters swapped genders?”
And I thought, Hey, Genderbent Wednesdays might be a kinda fun, very occasional feature on the blog. (Not that I’m absolutely committing, considering how Second Chance Tuesdays died a swift and lonely death, but still. I’d like to try it out.) So, here we are. On a Wednesday.
Yippee ki-yay, motherfucker.