Foodie Rodents, Weepy Whites, City of Lights!: New Movie Releases

Kind of a slow week for new releases here in Austin. You can either bro out and get amped on some new Die Hard, or submit to the CGI summer blockbuster force that is Ratatouille. Oh, and Michael Moore wanted to talk to you about some things.
Live Free or Die Hard: John McClane is back! Now shorn bald (and resembling a very stern penis), he must jump off careening jets and donkey-punch the Internet to save the country from some convoluted techno-armageddon orchestrated by a pissy Timothy Olyphant. Justin Long from the Mac commercials plays cub to Bruce Willis' leatherdaddy.
Evening: Can we call this genre "WASP Weeper"? Look, who among us hasn't fallen in love with a strapping young doctor on a New England shore, only to let him slip away, and then reminisced about it half a century later in misty memories starring Claire Danes? Based on a Susan Minot novel, Evening features at least one scene with titans Vanessa Redgrave and Meryl Streep confiding to each other on a fluffy white bed. Ladies, this movie has "Mom date" engraved on it. Get your cry on. And maybe also a pedi while you're at it!
Ratatouille: Patton Oswalt stars as the voice of Remy, a CGI rat with gourmet culinary aspirations. Oscar-winning Brad Bird (The Incredibles) directs. A bevy of foodie jokes will surely commence. Afterwards, the whole family can deconstruct the movie over a delightful amuse-bouche at Whole Foods.
Sicko: Can you handle Michael Moore's loose moments of forceful nerdiness and irritatingly self-satisfied gimmickry? Can you look past the shudder-inducing image of a gleeful Moore pointedly pulling on a rubber glove (ew) in the poster? If so, you probably owe it to yourself to check out Moore's indictment of the pitiful American healthcare system. Whether you're employed by a company that offers decent insurance (we've heard stories indicating they exist) or keeping it street with a MAP card, it's worth finding out exactly how tightly the pharmaceutical lobbyists have us by the balls.
Paris Je T'Aime: Starring such effervescent sprites as Natalie Portman, Maggie Gyllenhaal and Steve Buscemi, Paris Je T'Aime is a series of Parisian slices-of-life by, like, twenty different directors. Ohnoes. Can Paris, as a setting, rescue this movie from the same "vignettes" genre that brought us other tired dogs like Four Rooms and Coffee and Cigarettes?
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