Tom Yi – Behind the Proscenium

The Purge

With Wit, Reviewed By Kimmo Mustonenen

I lost at betting.

Son of a bitch.

“The Purge” was in my thinking mind in the past a game on video.

I ran in the night, a gun as my hand-end, blood lust making me lust –yes, LUST, to kill Ethan Hawke.

I had only one night, and my violence, like Taco Bell, would give me “The Purge,” but with less mess.

No. I was thinking Unreal Tournament 2004 (never gets the olds!).

In my “sweet, sweet smoke life” (high, who haven’t read past Kimmo) I enter the arena and all I am to kill is Ethan Hawke.

Everyone or thing that runs in my perfect mind is Ethan Hawke.

“Head Shot!”

Ethan.

“Multi-Kill!”

A shit-ton of Ethans.

“Rampage!”

The entire Republic of Ethan Hawke… Dead.

But “The Purge” is a movie, but not even real. The greatest disappointment.

Review? If I must.

Plot? Sure. In ten years, America is back in the 1750s. Morality is cool because everyone has the job to just live.

Remember “Rollerball”? The good one? 1975?

“In the not too distant future, wars will no longer exist – but there will be… ROLLERBALL!”

Cue Bach.

In the not too distant future, crime will no longer exist – but there will be… a low budget movie trying to make my mind believe that those on the crack will not rob suburban people except on gang-banger Christmas – or “The Purge.”

Ethan Hawke is a rich guy. He is married to Cersei Lannister (Lena Headey). The Purge is a yearly festival where there is corn dogs and candy – plus the unlimited killing and illegal parking.

Ethan’s children let a man with no home (sad) into the house during the fun. Pants-around-the-knees-people and others who should be schooling want the homeless man to end up “Head Shot!”

I start to run with my RPG and look for Ethan Hawke!

Dammit!

Movie, not game.

Only Kossu can sooth my mind now. What in Hell’s name is happening to the thoughts that normally roost with ease on the stick that is my mind perch?

Game. Movie. Game. Movie.

Nothing and everything is so real that my reality wants nothing more than Cheetos. And a large coke. The smoke is talking.

Thank you, sweet smoke!

Okay. Two thumbs right on up there. Any thought from my brain stem that remembers me on the “Rollerball” (the good one) gets everything up in my book. Yes, everything – remember Ella?

No? And your mouth tells me you are a movie fan… Disappoint. See “Rollerball.”

Now, as my bet was for losing, I must watch “Moulin Rouge” again. Sober.

Ethan Hawke – please kill me with your RPG. Fair is fair.

Kimmo Mustonenen – (Kimmo On Kino) – Behind The Proscenium

P.S. Heidi Klum on “America’s Got Talent”? How about Heidi Klum on Kimmo Mustonenen? Please Odin! I would take that over Tuukka Rask (Finnish brother!) winning the Stanley Cup. I am ashamed of this –yet I stand with it.

Heidi, my Kossu, my smoke, and little Kimmo wait for you…

Bridesmaids

With Wit, Reviewed By Kimmo Mustonenen

Yes, I know I’m not the target audience for a movie called Bridesmaids.

But if a producer Judd Apatow guarantees with its name, then this promises to be something different to what the title suggests. And as expected, is also a film Bridesmaids of opposites.

This is thoroughly Chick Flick, but the only genre in which a woman with the words “It’s like hot lava” poops in a sink (yes!).

It is a film about female friendships, but in a way that men can understand very well because he stringing together not only Sex And The City bimbo stereotypes. It is a film one can laugh, the one affected and one marks his sincere compassion for all figures.

The pivotal point of the bride alarm is Kristen Wiig, who is their role vulnerable, but strong play. It is one of the few women in Hollywood who are really funny without descending into silliness.

Although it appears from a foot in the next, it never seems ridiculous, and as a spectator while you laugh over their misfortunes, but never over (at) it.

Instead, you feel with her and pressed her fingers crossed that she finds it to a successful conclusion. Must be comedies, then the audience does not care.

That’s bad.

For many years Kristen Wiig fans of this unequal, long, emotionally engaging and representing discreetly ambitious film is a welcome and overdue step away from their popular skits on Saturday Night Live and toward something that is sustainable and powerful. Apart from this it is a pretty funny movie.

If Bridesmaids is a women’s film, then call me quiet a woman. The film is witty and funny, touching and lewd. It crosses borders by making it cheerfully ignored.

In a moment of alarm for a bride is broad-gauge farce explores the sex (but not enough), from the standpoint of a woman from the next moment then it is a comedy of manners and class, which plays off against each other two bridesmaids.

If I were waiving thumbs, Bridesmaids would get more thumbs than my hand part protrudes.

And that is good.

Kimmo Mustonenen – Behind The Proscenium (Kimmo On Kino)

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