From: Andy
Message:
*ONE*
I just finished watching Heat Vision and Jack a "pilot" directed by ben stiller
starring
ben stiller (and directed by)
jack black
owen wilson (as the voice of Heat Vision)
christine taylor (dodgeball, zoolander)
ron silver (playing himself)
and the googly coffee-breezer geezer from one flew over the cockoo's
nest/fast time at ridgemont high.
pretty much a knightrider spoof except that jack black, having come into
close contact with the sun now has 3x the intelligence of the smartest
man alive, except when the sun goes down when he's reduced to a buffoon.
to help him survive: his bike Heat Vision, once an ordinary bike, now
merged with its owner, Jack's former room-mate. KIT never got forlorn in
the way that Heat Vision does. Nor did KIT ever try to set fire to
leaves for a laugh to amuse kids.
thats pretty much it. pretty spoofhilarious as youd imagine.
*TWO*
and just finished (on the tail of my apocalyptic house post) Book of
Life, a tale of the last day before God's armageddon strikes the Earth.
Its a Hal Hartley film. Ive not seen his other celluloid gigs, so i have
no frame of reference for this, so:
Hip, but vapid nonsense, ultimately plowing that we're the children of
the universe and total annihilation would amount to a cruel enterprise.
It runs at just over an hour, so is bite-sized and doesnt take itself at
all seriously, a) because of the whole child/universe retrospection
jesus has going on, b) because everytime satan has something to say its
a standup moment, a mic in the bathroom when he's washing his hands; a
mic in the street as he's chasing the Nazerene down a NY alley after
he's been socked in the gut.
and c) because out of the 5 main characters, hartley chose topdog rock
goddess polly harvey to play Magdelena. Although in the film she's
credited as PJ Harvey and i always thought that was the name of her band...
Regardless, she's great.
Oh and to settle the PC v Mac battle, Jesus uses a powerbook to unleash
the 7 seals on humanity. Except of course Satan's too dumb to work out
how to open the lid.
And there's soup.
Oh, and the whole film is shot in this really dodgy handheld (presumably
digital) fashion and munted afterward so its all blurred and solarised.
Thank God its only an hour long. Ive not watched a film that visually
confusing since Avalon (which is a brilliant film).
But Polly does sing, and there an excerpt from the bulgarian voices
angelite which made an ultimately nonsense film all the more likeable.
