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Well, I went to the movies, and the minute I walked in and was confronted with a lobby full of squealing small children,I knew I was just not in the mood to see Madagascar. Not the movie itself -- I still want to see that -- but the audience. If I couldn't stand five minutes in the lobby with a bunch of screaming children today, two hours in a theater with them was not going to cut it.

So instead I went to see The Longest Yard. Ah, some day I'll find a nice, hot, witty jock who'll appreciate a tiny girl like me who likes sports movies and will think nothing of eating her weight in movie popcorn and pretzel bites. :)

I haven't seen the original, which is really something I need to remedy anyway. But can I just say that I can not take Adam Sandler seriously doing anything? And especially not when he's trying to be a quarterback? The man looks exactly like my uncle Eddie. And my uncle Eddie plays football on the weekends (with the local weatherman last time I checked, which ... hee!) and is a rabid Nebraska fan, but NO. All I can do during Adam Sandler movies is think, "Damn, he looks like Eddie," for two straight hours. (Which is not something he ever wants to hear, not surprisingly. Much like my dad doesn't want to hear about his resemblance to Homer Simpson and my cousin Laurie doesn't want to hear how she looks just like Gilda Radner.)

In any event, it wasn't horrible. It wasn't perfect, either, but then again, it's meant to be a popcorn movie and it succeeds at that much, at least. It was entertaining for the two hours I was in the theater, which meant it accomplished its mission there. Then again, I could have done without Chris Rock doing a low-rent Red-from-Shawshank impression combined with more than a few of his standup lines. Oh, and Rob Schneider saying, "You can do eeeeet!" If that stupid running joke could just run right into a brick wall at speeds exceeding 200 miles per hour in the next Adam Sandler movie, I'd appreciate it. Also, James Cromwell played the warden, hence the reason I had the phrase, "That'll do, pigskin," stuck in my head for two hours.

Okay, I'm off to finish a strawberry daquiri wine cooler and start writing my Volcano review. Oh, and I got a huge giggle this morning, because I was double-checking something for the ultimate VM quiz, saw that Jason Dohring was in Deep Impact, and suddenly realized he was the kid at the assembly who told Elijah Wood he was going to get tons of sex for discovering the comet. Bwahahaha! And he's all acne-spotted and badly-coiffed in that scene, too. I want to go back in time and hug him and go, "Don't worry! You'll be hot in the future!" ;)

Date: 2005-05-28 08:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] callmesyd.livejournal.com
Ironically, I can't take Adam Sandler seriously in anything because he looks exactly like my Uncle Peter. Maybe there's a special Adam Sandler Uncle Gene out there somewhere. I wonder if Sandler himself is an Uncle. Or would that cause an apocalypse?

Date: 2005-05-28 09:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] missmarch.livejournal.com
I read somewhere on TWOP that Dohring ad-libbed that line and the audience laughter was genuine. I think they read it over at IMDB. So not only is he hot and talented, he's funny too.

And can I friend you? I don't post much, but I like your fic and your icons.

Date: 2005-05-29 01:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] apocalypsos.livejournal.com
Sure, go ahead. And thanks. :)

Date: 2005-05-30 06:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cmstephens.livejournal.com
In the original version of The Longest Yard, the role of the warden was played by Eddie Albert. (Yes, the guy from "Green Acres".) The odd thing is, I always draw parallels between his performance and Vince McMahon.

Speaking of which, did you notice the cameo appearance by "Stone Cold" Steve Austin in the remake?

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