The sigboth is in Sin City cranking out pool drinks w/silicone girls and their meatmen.
I don't know what this means. I am not sure I want to know what this means.
So I just watched the trailer for the remake of
3:10 to Yuma (starring [the overrated] R. Crowe, Christian Bale) -- IIRC, it has a lot more action than the original. Which may or may not be a bad thing. But I recall the original being a suspense/drama thing, and the western setting was almost incidental. Then again, I've only seen the original 2-3 times, and not in the last five minutes or anything.
The remake is
definitely a Western (yes, with a capital W), with glaringly period clothes, haircuts, sets, etc. Which may not necessarily detract from the film; but to me it seems kinda like overkill. But it seems to be the thing to do -- remake a classic, which was fine in its own right -- but go crazy on details, add some car chases, really amp it up. Whereas the story of
3:10 to Yuma, as I understand it, isn't a big story; it's the story of a (figuratively) little guy who stands up, largely due to desperate economic circumstances, to do the right thing.
So I guess I'm trying to say that I hope the story of
3:10 to Yuma doesn't get lost in the retelling with moremoremore details. I like Christian Bale, and I like Alan Tudyk, who has a supporting role; so I hope the new
3:10 to Yuma works out well, box office- and review-wise. Gretchen Mol is also cast, which I may not have done; but WTHDIK anyway?
Just caught the end of a three-or-so-year-old
Scrubs rerun, and guess what song they used to wrap up? Journey's
Don't Stop Believing. Or whatever it's called that
The Sopranos used the other night.
