Hello! It's been a while since I rapped at ya, but I've been busy. You know, baby and all. I've also not watched too many movies lately. But I've been doing Blogtoberfest throughout all my websites, and I thought it was high time for a new review on Cinematic Attic.
Let me explain the idea of the Atomic Film Fest. A few months ago I read an article that mentioned a 1983 made-for-TV movie called The Day After. It was supposedly about an atomic attack on the US, and it followed a bunch of people Read more [...] Atomic Film Fest: War Games… Sorry, I mean “WarGames”
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Hello! It's been a while since I rapped at ya, but I've been busy. You know, baby and all. I've also not watched too many movies lately. But I've been doing Blogtoberfest throughout all my websites, and I thought it was high time for a new review on Cinematic Attic.
Let me explain the idea of the Atomic Film Fest. A few months ago I read an article that mentioned a 1983 made-for-TV movie called The Day After. It was supposedly about an atomic attack on the US, and it followed a bunch of people Read more [...] 
The movie is also visually very beautiful, and the acting is generally good. When I read the book, I got the impression that Harrer was a bit of a D.B., and Pitt absolutely conveys that with his performance. The kid who played the young Dalai Lama does good work, too. 
The other night I convinced Angela to watch Rock of Ages with me. I should maybe rephrase that. The other night I tricked Angela into watching Rock of Ages with me. There, that sounds more accurate.
See, Angela used to claim that she didn't like musicals, but with Jesus Christ Superstar, Mamma Mia!, and now this one, I think she may finally have put that claim to bed. We both surprisingly liked this movie.
Yes, it's cheesy, but it's supposed to be. It's also embarrassing in the same way that 
I titled this review "You Just Don't Get It, Do You?" based on a Dr. Evil quote from Austin Powers.
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I just don't get this movie. I saw it was on Netflix and it had high ratings, and it seemed like something I'd like. But I didn't. It's about a girl named Frances who moves apartments a few times in New York, and then she doesn't really get a dancing job that she was trying out for. That's about it. 
It's been months and months since anyone's posted to this blog, so I've come here to dust the cobwebs off. Yes, that's right, John Travolta's "disco duo" of movies has pulled me out of seclusion and forced me to comment. But before we go on, have a look at this to get you in the mood for this post:
Allow me to be frank: This video is awesome. Or, as the girl at 2:20 says, "All right!" I got Saturday Night Fever and Staying Alive as part of a Christmas gift exchange (the letter this year was 
Ryan was gone on a trip to Germany for a few weeks, but on the flight back he managed to catch three sequels. In this post he attempts to review them but is distracted by bras. Fun Fact: The German word for "brassiere" is "Büstenhalter," literally meaning "Bosom-holder." Ich liebe Deutsch.