Day: April 28, 2010


There’s a chilling feeling you get when you see a marvelous film. It kinda makes you feel like crying. Just watch this clip.

This is one of moments that makes the Oscar-nominated The Secret of Kells so wonderful and mystical. It’s great porn for the soul.

“The story is set in the ninth century. Obsessed with building a mighty wall to keep marauding Viking raiders from destroying the Monastery of Kells, Abbot Cellach expects his young nephew Brendan (our hero) to follow in his footsteps. Brendan has apprenticed in the scriptorium of the monastery and has heard the story of Aidan of Iona, a master illustrator. Later, Aidan himself comes to the monastery, accompanied by his cat Pangerbon. Aidan has escaped from the Vikings who have destroyed his own monastery, and has brought the Book of Kells he is working on. Aidan shows Brendan the beauty of art and stimulates his creativity and fantasy. His eyes and hands are failing, and he needs Brendan to assist. Brendan is forbidden to leave the monastery, but Aidan sends him into the forest to look for gall nuts to make ink. A faerie/wolf spirit, Aisling, introduces him to a wider world. Brendan needs to stand up to his uncle and face his greatest fears in his quest to complete the book.”

This movie sends a message about censorship… and actually about growing up. Going outside your own walls and getting shit done.

Bruno Coulais (Coraline) comes through with another one of his many epic soundtracks and I can do nothing but smile whenever I hear any of the songs from the movie. The soundtrack is a must have.

I really can’t recommend this enough. In a world of explosions and CG, we don’t have the time to appreciate fine art like this anymore. I’ve seen a lot of great movies so far this year. This is by far on top. I don’t know when it’s getting the DVD treatment, but let’s hope it’s soon.


Those young whippersnappers with their pants on the ground…

Lookin like a fool with your pants on the ground. With that gold in yo mouth, hat turned sideways.

Anyway, if the Gen. Larry Pratt, Epic Beard Guy, and Betty White haven’t told you it alread… do not fuck with old people. They are motherfuckers and they will lay down the hurt. Add Michael Caine to the “badass geezer” list.

Harry Brown, a widowed Northern Ireland veteran living in an apartment complex that is rapidly descending into little nigglet crime. Harry takes up violent methods to curb crime after his only friend is murdered. Alfred’s taking up arms. Fuck yeah. Fight the power.

And that’s really all you can say about the movie. There is the obligatory female character, but she fits in quite well. Harry Brown is a former Marine, we don’t go too far into his past like I would like… but I guess they’re leaving room for a retarded ass prequel or something.

It’s always fun to watch nigglets get what they deserve. Michael Caine is proving once again, you don’t fuck with old people. This film will make you want to take up arms against the morons who keyed your car last week.