The Savages
I think I’ve been really lucky lately, in that I’ve been seeing a bunch of great movies. I saw Juno two weeks ago, Cloverfield over the weekend, the The Mist (free, courtesy of Zach and the U.S. Navy) on Tuesday, and then The Savages last night. ((Oddly, I think The Mist may have been the best of the lot.))
The Savages tells the story of Wendy and Jon Savage, who have to put their ailing father into a nursing home.
Yeah, I know, it sounds like a total downer, but, surprisingly, it’s really not. It’s actually very funny, and not nearly as sad as I thought it would be. Sure, it’s got some real drama at it’s heart, but none of us were moved to tears by the film, and I’m kind of a pussy when it comes to sad movies.
The films stars Laura Linney and Philip Seymour Hoffman, and they brought their A-game. Great performances, funny film, touching story, what more could you ask for? Yeah, OK, you could ask for ninjas and smoking hot babes, and if you’re willing to forego the great performances, humor, and touchingness of the story then I whole-heartedly recommend DOA: Dead or Alive. Otherwise, go see The Savages. It’s the best movie in which Laura Linney steals a dead woman’s pain medication that I’ve seen in a while, and that’s saying something.
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Seriously? The Mist is good? Ok, I’ll check it out, and then we shall have words, sir. Oh, yes. We shall.
The Mist is pretty great, yeah. It’s easily the best movie based an a Stephan King book I’ve seen in a long time, though that really isn’t saying much. I mean, like, being better than Dreamcatcher is like being less of a whore than Paris Hilton. It’s sort of default.
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