What Film Are You Watching Tonight?

The Interview (2014)

:wink:

The irony is of course, now that Sony has pulled it and the parallel release of highly embarrassing Sony emails, means that The Interview will now go down in infamy and be more famous in the future than it would ever have been had North Korea merely ignored it. Still, it is a terrible, terrible thing that Sony has now refused to release it.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 19

Day 19?? F*cking hell, Christmas is galloping up on us on the inside lane, isn’t it? I only finished Christmas (present) shopping yesterday, and we’ve still got a fair bit of Christmas (food) shopping still to do! Best crack on.

Anyway, today it’s
 oh. (shudder, grimace) I haven’t got one of “my” films scheduled now ‘til Christmas Eve. We’ve a bunch of mrs.caress’ favourites to power through, and over the next four days we’re going with two movies in particular and their respective first sequels (they both had more sequels than that, but I simply couldn’t take any more). Today, it’s The Santa Clause (Pasquin, 1994), starring Tim “Buzz Lightyear” Allen. Ho ho bloody ho.

i’ll probably watch some episodes of new series Constantine, adaptation of comics Hellblazer

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 20

-Where did he go?
-Maybe he committed suicide.

Speaking of which, today it’s Macaulay Culkin’s finest hour, in Home Alone (Columbus, 1990).

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 21

Hm. The weekend intervened once again yesterday and I was unable to take in Home Alone. So, today, I’m making a late change: We were scheduled to watch The Santa Clause 2 (Lembeck, 2002) today and Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (Columbus, 1992) tomorrow, but I’m swapping those around and making today a Home Alone double-bill. Hurrah. Oh well, that might earn me enough brownie points to get a spag on later, at least.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 22

Okay, so we endured our Home Alone double bill yesterday, and today, The Santa Clause 2 (Lembeck, 2002) puts us back on track. These last four days have felt much longer than that. Roll on Christmas Eve, and Sir Michael Caine, and Kermit, and Gonzo.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 23

It’s here! Christmas Eve Eve, everybody! And right now, I’m watching Moon (Jones, 2009). Not very Christmassy but it’s my reward for having sat through our official pick for today: Miracle on 34th Street (Mayfield, 1994). Not a favourite of mine by any stretch - it’s one of mrs.caress’ big favourites of the season, however - but I do enjoy the late Lord Attenborough’s turn as Saint Nick/Kris Kringle, tbf.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 24: CHRISTMAS EVE

Today, it’s our fourth and final visit to Charles Dickens’ ghostly tale of Christmas, and it’s also arguably my favourite festive movie of them all: The Muppet Christmas Carol (Henson, 1992). And, muppet film or not, Sir Michael Caine’s turn as Ebeneezer Scrooge remains one of the best there’s ever been.

And in anticipation of being away from here tomorrow


31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 25: CHRISTMAS DAY

“SANTA! OH MY GOD! SANTA’S COMING! I KNOW HIM! I KNOW HIM!”

So, this is Christmas. And what have we done?

Well, for the big day we’ve gone for classic-in-waiting, Elf (Favreau, 2003). Mrs.caress’ all-time favourite Christmas pic, my boy’s favourite Christmas pic, top three for me easily, funny, warm, Christmassy, the perfect choice really. Don’t be a cotton-headed ninnymuggins this Christmas: Get yourself some Elf.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 26: BOXING DAY

So, all that fretting and fussing, and Christmas finally arrived
 and now it’s gone. I hope you all received the suitably festive blend of rich meats, sickly alcoholic liqueurs, cruciferous vegetables and resultant panicked runnybumhole that typify the big day.

And already we’re into the lazy “Sunday” vibe of Boxing Day, informally and universally recognised of course as “Tons of Cold Meat Still In The Fridge Wrap It All Back Up Though If You Take Any And There’s Branston And Pickled Onions On The Kitchen Side And Do You Want Some Twiglets With That Oh Wait The Bloody Kids Pigged All The Twiglets Yesterday But I Think There’s Some Pringles Left In That Tube There Oh Sod It I Can’t Be Arsed Making Up A Plate I’ll Just Scoff This Massive Bag Of Cashews To Myself And Wash Them Down With Two Bottles Of Advocaat Wow I Shouldn’t Have Done That I Think My Heart Has Stopped Cashews And Advocaat Seemed Really Moreish At The Time I Wonder If Swigging Chocolate Liqueur Straight From The Bottle Will Make Things Worse Or Better HOLY SH*T I’ve Just Found The Terrys Chocolate Orange In The Back Of The Cupboard We All Forgot It If I Play This Cool I Might Be Able To Sneak Off To The Bog And Scoff The Whole Bastard Thing To Myself Whilst Simultaneously Trying To Pooh This Advocaat/Cashew Cement Out Of Me Without Rupturing My Danglies And Shooting My Testes Out Of My Knobend” Day. Ah, the global unified song of large intestines all over the world every December 26. It’s magical, really. And, in honour of this largely being a day of insulting the porcelain, today’s offering is a double bill of feculence, from mrs.caress’ own library: Santa Claus: The Movie (Szwarc, 1985) and Love Actually (Curtis, 2003). I can feel my undercarriage loosening already.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 27

For our penultimate Yuletide tale, we’re pitching up and moving in for the holidays with the Griswolds in National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation (Chechik, 1989). I’m sharing a bed with Juliette Lewis and Johnny Galecki. And we’re going to have the hap-hap-happiest Christmas since Bing Crosby tap-danced with Danny f*cking Kaye. And when Santa squeezes his fat white @ss down that chimney tonight, he’s going to find the jolliest bunch of @ssholes this side of the nuthouse.

The dark Valley (Das finstere Tal) - abstract sounds like a promising revenge story in an Alpine setting.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 28

“Dear Father in heaven, I’m not a praying man, but if you’re up there and you can hear me
show me the way. Show me the way.”

Our final Christmas movie for 2014 at casa.caress is maybe THE Christmas movie. With Jimmy Stewart in arguably the best form of his magnificent career, it can only be It’s a Wonderful Life (Capra, 1946). Attaboy, Clarence.

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“Dear Father in heaven, I’m not a praying man, but if you’re up there and you can hear me
show me the way. Show me the way.”

Our final Christmas movie for 2014 at casa.caress is maybe THE Christmas movie. With Jimmy Stewart in arguably the best form of his magnificent career, it can only be It’s a Wonderful Life (Capra, 1946). Attaboy, Clarence.

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I admire you a lot for watching all those bad Christmas movies (well, they weren’t all bad, of course, at least not that bad), but this is the one I should rewatch. Great movie. The Christmas movie indeed

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 29

We finish our 31-day odyssey with a trio of pictures flavoured with New Year celebration, and the first movie up takes back over a quarter of a century to a time when Eddie Murphy was still rather funny. No, he really was, you know. Once. Today, it’s Trading Places (Landis, 1983). I haven’t seen this film in years, I wonder if it holds up.

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We finish our 31-day odyssey with a trio of pictures flavoured with New Year celebration, and the first movie up takes back over a quarter of a century to a time when Eddie Murphy was still rather funny. No, he really was, you know. Once. Today, it’s Trading Places (Landis, 1983). I haven’t seen this film in years, I wonder if it holds up.

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I’ve seen this one recently while in a Hotel in one of my travels, and yes it stills holds up, a classical comedy by now, the cast was at their prime in those days.

It did indeed hold up, sir. As did Jamie Lee Curtis’ chest. :slight_smile:

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 30

Today, I was going to go with New Year’s Eve-based disasterama The Poseidon Adventure (Neame, 1972) but, well, I thought I’d use this opportunity instead to take a look at the loose remake Poseidon (Petersen, 2006). I don’t remember it being especially well received at the time but Wolfgang Petersen deserves a shot, doesn’t he? I think so, anyway.

31 DAYS of CHRISTMAS - DAY 31: NEW YEAR’S EVE

“That’s my aftershave!”

Ah, New Year’s Eve. Singing Auld Lang F*cking Syne, saying, “See you next year!” to one another like it’s the most hilarious joke ever, everyone celebrating the stroke of midnight as though it doesn’t happen EVERY FCKING DAY
 wonderful. And I shall be celebrating in the traditional fashion: Trying to make sure that I watch the finest New Year’s Eve movie ever made, Party Party (Winsor, 1983), before my bloody in-laws show up and close out the year the way they spent the rest of it, basically fcking my sh*t up at every turn. Should auld acquaintance be forgot, and never brought to mind? Bloody hell, if only!

Be safe this evening, gentlemen, and
 see you next year! (hilarious.)

31 Days of Halloween, 30 Spags in November and 31 Days of Christmas. A 92-day movie marathon and, at last


I mean, I did drunkenly agree with my wife to make January “31 DAYS of MRS.CARESS’ PICKS” but, she won’t actually hold me to that, will she?

Will she??

I have to sautĂ© your tenacity and organisational skills last.caress! I’m not sure I could do your three month marathon. Anyhow, Petersen has had a rather odd career - with Das Boot you would think he was a great director, making a film that is leagues ahead of every other submarine film ever made, but the rest of his subsequent Hollywood career has been spent making rather uninteresting action films of variable merit (even if I have a probably misplaced soft-spot for Troy). A disappointment I suppose in the end.

Street Hunter (1990).

An ex cop turns bounty hunter and does a pretty good job in a nice cool way, as he turns his attention to some cop killers. Low budget but the excellent Steve James (who died way to early) makes it alot better with his sense of style. Also a rare lead role for the actor.