Pardon me for keeping my repartee brief, but as I type it is Thursday night, and I have mere moments to collect and celebrate some linkage before heading out to a midnight showing of a movie about that Potter kid.
Speaking of which, do tell – What are your thoughts on the Potter series to date? favorite films, favorite moments, not your bag, relation to the books?
Leave me a comment or two, and then listen up for your input during the next Matineecast. Speaking of which, yesterday morning I mapped out what I’m hoping to do with the show for every episode between now and the end of the year. That’s a dozen episodes pencilled in, and right this moment, I’d wager that at least five of them don’t go to plan. Anyone want to put money down?
For your listening and reading fulfillment, I give you…
A podcast that is quickly becoming one of my favorites – and not just because they are fellow Torontonians – is Crtical Mass. This week they rolled discussion about TRANSFORMERS and BAD TEACHER into a talk about guilty pleasures. Give it a spin.
Univarn continues to spark interesting conversation at The Equinox. This week, he calls out Christopher Nolan…warning him of the perils of third volumes.
Sebastian reviewed SUPER 8 yesterday, but also took it as a chance to wax poetic about a moviegoing era he wished he was around for. As you’ll notice in my comment, I couldn’t help but feel all MIDNIGHT IN PARIS about this sort of declaration.
Speaking of films Sebastian wished he was around for, Nick over at Cinema Romantico has written an ode to one of the best-yet-underrated scenes in RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK.
A gent who links to me pretty much weekly is young Duke. He’s got a lot going on over at his site, and if you aren’t reading his work already, you should be. For funsies, he has sparked the argument over who one would take if only one could survive: David Fincher or The Coen Brothers?
Finally my Film Locker co-hort has tackled a classic musical this week. take a gander at what Simon had to say about GUYS AND DOLLS, and then try to stop humming “Luck Be a Lady” for fifteen minutes.