For anyone who reads the plot summary and thinks to themselves “Wow, this sounds like a well thought out, exciting thriller!” I have three words for you: Just say no! Alexander Skarsgard has been the object of many of my (as well as many other women’s) late night fantasies (Sorry Jared!). So when I saw he had a starring role in a movie, it was already on my must watch list. Put him together with a cast full of other top quality actors, such as James Woods, James Marsden, Laz Alonzo, and Dominic Purcell, well hell you would think you have a hit right? Even the trailers made the movie appear exhilarating.
That exhilaration quickly turns into painful boredom as one is watching this film. The beginning scenes in this film feel as though you are walking through three feet of mud in a snow suit. The movie takes a great premise and a good thesis and ruins it by giving us boring and unmemorable characters. David and Amy Sumner feel like a couple who are on their first vacation together and haven’t quite figured out how they feel about each other yet. They feel far from the married couple of several years they are supposed to be. Not to mention they do nothing to make us like David. From word one out of his mouth you are already rooting for Charlie.
That is until Charlie has to talk. It is actually painful to hear how badly Alexander Skarsgard’s accent fades in and out. The only redeeming quality of the movie is the short and fast paced gore-riffic battle at the Sumner homestead. You get a few inventive death scenes for the torture-porn enthusiast and that is about it.
This film tried to tell a story using only broad strokes and used too wide of a brush. So for anyone looking to rent this movie, I say don’t! From what I am told your money is better spent on the original.
We wanted to take the opportunity of the long weekend to watch our next two movies and record the next podcast. Unfortunately, two things conspired against us : a truly brutal cold and Sons of Anarchy on Netflix Instant.
The “cold” (our doc insists it wasn’t the flu, but I don’t believe a word of it) had me almost immobilized on the couch Friday night through Saturday night. Fever, chills, headache, fatigue. Good stuff. The Geneva Convention barred me from being subjected to any Jane Austen in my already fragile condition; so what to do?
Enter Kurt Sutter’s excellent FX series, Sons of Anarchy.
Justine & I started watching the adventures of a fictional outlaw motorcycle club a couple of weeks ago. In that time we finished the first season and realized we may have a problem on our hands. In the 48 hours between Friday and Sunday, we completed the entire second season and part of the third. Now our suspicions were confirmed. I haven’t been this hooked on a show since I got caught up on Buffy & Angel.
We’re Sorry the “From Austen to Zombies” episode will be a little late. But in the meantime, if you aren’t watching already, give Sons of Anarchy a shot. Just remember to check back soon for our next episode. Or better yet subscribe here or on iTunes. Oh, and call out of work. You’re not gonna want to stop SoA.
My husband, Jared, and I are both very nerdy in our own ways and grew up in very different households. We both love movies, however, one of the laments of our relationship is that we have VERY different taste in movies. If it is slightly apocalyptic, chances are my husband loves it and I wouldn’t go near it with a ten foot pole. But throw Channing Tatum in the cast and the roles are reversed.
In order to form a more perfect union, we decided to try and find some common movie ground. To establish justice, we gave ourselves a rating system. This way we both know the rules when submitting a movie for recommendation. After the first attempt at this review system we decided to promote the general welfare and share it with all of you…because this was just too fucking funny not to.
These recordings are only our opinions and are not meant to be inflammatory. All movies reviewed have been out for a while so hopefully no spoilers happen, but beware we do talk in length about the plots of the movies we review. In case you haven’t noticed, foul language is also to be expected. We are also parents of three boys, one of which is a new born so bare with us if there is occasional screaming or baby talk that erupts unexpectedly, as we frequently record while baby is napping. Thanks and enjoy!