This weekend I watched Mockingjay - Part 1, the next-to-last installment in Lionsgate's highly succesful Hunger Games movie franchise. It had been just little over a year since Catching Fire came out, but in my humble opinion this movie couldn't come fast enough. And that for several reasons:
Last week I watched 21 & Over (2013) by The Hangover screewriters Scott Moore and John Lucas. I remember seeing the teaser trailer for the college comedy on WorldStarHipHop.com and being only vaguely amused, so I had not sought it out, even though I am, like, the biggest Miles Teller fangirl. E-ver. The movie struck me as an uninspired crossover between The Hangover (drunk protaganists tracing back their steps) and Project X (young people drinking and partying in outrageous manners), which made me OK with not checking it out. My knucklehead friends somehow managed to convince me otherwise.
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (2005) by Washington-born writer Jonathan Safran Foer is one of those books that stares directly into my soul every time I find myself in a bookstore. At long last I decided to buy it a couple of weeks ago, rushing through it in a few days when I finally found time for it. I must admit that said "rushing", however, happened with reluctance. Extremely Loud, I quickly figured out, is something truly special, and I wanted to savour the New York Times Bestesteller for as long as I could. Unfortunately for me, I wanted to find out what would happen even more.
Earlier this week I saw Maleficent (2014), Disney's dark fantasy re-imagining of Sleeping Beauty. The movie was vaguely on my radar, mainly because of the ginormous billboard for it in the Disney Studios, but I hadn't really warmed up to it for two reasons:
Last night I finished reading To Kill A Mockingbird by Presidential Medal of Freedom recepient Harper Lee. Turns out I mapped out my reading pretty well, since the last moments of the book also take place on October 31. So jot that down.
Wit the 2014-2015 now just around the corner, the time has come to take stock of the Celtics. GM Danny Ainge partook in quite some wheeling and dealing, bringing in guys like Evan Turner, Tyler Zeller, Marcus Thornton, Dwight Powell, Will Bynum and draftees Marcus Smart and James Young, and trading away Keith Bogans and Joel Anthony. We only have glorified scrimmages the preseason to go by, but the Celtics definitely showed a lot of potential in those games, going 5-3. Do preseason games mean anything? Heck no, but, just like last year, I did take away a couple of things.
Last week marked the first edition of Quero@TheMovies. While most of my colleagues decided to check out The Drop (the sophomore feature film of Belgian director Michaël Roskam), myself, Jeroen, Mark & René decided to watch Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, the only right option out there. Sure, director Michael Bay is known for serving up hot garbage, but the TMNT franchise will always have a magnetic pull on me. I have many fond memories of the first animated series, the theme song for which gives me chills to this very day, the awesome figurines, and the 1990 Steve Barron movie.