Besides seeing all those damn Asian flicks this week, I also got fucked out of a free advance screening of the HULK. I was a very cranky girl. We discovered an hour before the show that C had accidentally deleted the email that disclosed the secret location. We rode the motorcycle all over town with me dashing into over a dozen theaters to ask "Hey, are you doing a super-secret, AMMI members only screening of The HULK?" They all said no.

Fifteen minutes after the movie was scheduled to start, we gave up and as we cruised through Times Square I asked C if we could go to an arcade. He said he thought they had all been closed down and I whined in my head about how 42nd Street was so damn wholesome I couldn't even play graphic violent VIDEO GAMES! But then...he parked the bike by Port Authority because just outside the bowling alley there are still VIDEO GAMES! We did NOT play Dance Dance Revolution, but I did play a boxing game where you put on these huge rubber mitts and supposedly it tracks your ducking and blocking and you actually make punching movements to score. I knocked my guy out, but my heart was beating so fast after one round, I gave up the gloves to C. I promise I'm done babbling, but one of the BEST parts of this week is that I got a digital camera!!! Nikon coolpix 2500. I love it! here is a shot of someone playing that boxing game:

Movie Overdose? Never!

In the midst of attending Asian Films Are GO!2003 C and I are also managing to attend some of the Czech Horror fest at
AMMI and last night we hit Sunshine's midnight show of
The Apple. A disco-opera from 1980 envisioning 1994, it was a complete box-office bomb...this tidbit from stinkers says it all:

When this awful film played at the Paramount Theater (now the El Capitan) in Hollywood for one week in November 1980, the film's distributor, Cannon Films, offered souvenir soundtrack records to moviegoers on their way in (albums to the first 100 and 45 RPM singles to the next 1,000). After the first showing ushers had to stop giving the records out because the few customers that paid to see this disaster started throwing their 12" vinyl LPs at the movie screen and around the theater like Frisbees during the film. No rips in the screen, thank goodness, just big dents.

However, we loved it.

This past week I watched the following films (in reverse chronological order):

THE APPLE

RESURRECTION OF THE LITTLE MATCH GIRL (124 minutes)

THE PHONE (102 minutes)

BOUNCE KO GALS (109 minutes)


VERSUS (119 minutes)


DOUBLE VISION (110 minutes)


COMPANY (155 minutes)

RUNAWAY PISTOL (84 minutes)


BREAK OUT (105 minutes)

SO CLOSE (111 minutes)

TOO YOUNG TO DIE (67 minutes)


THE MATRIX (not reloaded)

AUDITION

HAPPINESS OF THE KATAKURIS

THE PIED PIPER 1986, 55 mins. Directed by Jirí Bárta.

THE PIT ,THE PENDULUM ,AND HOPE 1983, 15 mins. Jan Svankmajer.

THE EAR 1970, 94 mins. Directed by Karel Kachyna.





Still to come:

ICHI THE KILLER (124 minutes)
PING PONG (114 minutes)