Two Films: Quoting from VANITY FAIR

Self is, this morning, musing about which upcoming films she can muster up energy to see. Prospect of imminent opening of new Pirates movie leaves self curiously unmoved, as did opening of Spiderman 3, and all the movies reviewed on last Sunday’s Eberts & Roeper. Self did find herself occasionally chuckling at trailer of Knocked Up (male lead has the funniest lines), and last night, saw trailer of very promising Ashley Judd vehicle with the refreshingly blunt title of Bug. This, self feels, should undoubtedly have been the title of Guillermo del Toro’s bug movie, Mimic. Though Mimic, because it starred Jeremy Northam and Mira Sorvino, had aspirations to “class”; and Bug is just, well — Bug. (Get on with it, woman!)

Okey-dokey. Perusing latest issue of Vanity Fair (the one with Bruce Willis in ur-macho pose astride Triumph motorcycle), land on film review page. There read about a new Lady Chatterley adaptation (What fun!) by French director Pascale Ferran. A French Lady Chatterley? What can this possibly be like?

Paired with review of upcoming comedy Knocked Up, reviewer Bruce Handy declares:

Depicting lovers who can enjoy themselves and each other despite their own awkwardness and imperfect bodies, the two films also shatter one taboo that even porn won’t touch.


Self’s response to above quote is to go crazy and read madly further, hoping for some clue as to what this taboo could possibly be (while simultaneously questioning applicability of “imperfect body” appellation to Grey’s Anatomy bombshell Katherine Heigl)

Unfortunately, can find nothing further on said taboo, though encounter this, about French male lead in Lady Chatterley:

Jean-Louis Coulloc’h has one of those splayed, ugly-handsome French faces — think Powers Boothe after being hit in the face with a shovel — that for some reason drive women nuts.

(Ah, excuse me, Mr. Handy, but do not find Powers Boothe at all handsome, and to imagine his looks improving after being hit in the face with a shovel is– is — perhaps akin to describing the effect of looking at, let’s see here, searching for an apt comparison, no go, synapses failing to fire, only “ugly” actor self can come up with is — Jack Black??? Or perhaps Charles Bronson???)

Then, further on, this teaser regarding Knocked Up:

its dirty talk pushes the envelope a centimeter or two past where last we left it with Borat.

So, was that the “taboo” Mr. Handy was referring to at the beginning of his review? Self is profoundly disappointed. Nevertheless, Mr. Handy throws in this one last nugget:

Seth Rogen (one of Steve Carell’s poker buddies in The 40-Year-Old Virgin) has the chops, and the bod, to be the next Will Farrell.

What’s with the bod reference? Why should self be invited to contemplate Seth Rogen’s bod? For that matter, why bring up Will Ferrell’s bod, which as far as self can tell is not a factor in said actor’s celebrity?

Stay tuned, dear blog reader, stay tuned.

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