Dec 3, 2014 tornadoZ commented on Nine Years Working at One of the Last Indie Video Stores in America.
I worked briefly at On 15th Video back in the late '90s. It was a great place; sad to see it go. With most of its video stores gone and with Harvard Exit and The Varsity soon closing, Seattle is becoming a pretty depressing place for cinema lovers.

But we've still got Scarecrow Video, thank god. There are also two Video Isle stores (in Fremont and Queen Anne), the terrific Reckless Video on north Roosevelt remains, and Rain City Video still has a store located in Ballard. If you're sick of the shitty selection offered by Netflix and Redbox and you'd like to support independent video stores in Seattle, with their personalized service and broad film selection, rent your movies from these stores!!
Mar 22, 2014 tornadoZ commented on What I Want to Know Is Why You Hate Porn Stars.
I don't think anyone "hates" porn stars, but there is general perception of them as being self-absorbed and ridiculous.

Conner, if I went on a date with a musician who, when asked what he does for work, said: "I'm a rock star," there wouldn't be another date and I'd be laughing about it with friends for weeks. So you might try toning it down a little and see if that helps.

Also, lots of people love talking on and on about themselves and their problems, etc. but they're not good listeners; they're not genuinely interested in what anyone else has to say. Judging by what you've written here, and its length, you may be one of them. When meeting someone new, try asking lots of questions; see if you can generate a level of interest and excitement in others that's equal to your level of interest in yourself.

Try the above, and I bet folks will start reacting to you in a more positive way.

Good luck!

Jan 3, 2011 tornadoZ commented on Art House.
Ugh. I regret checking your film section today (I've avoided it for nearly a year) to see what sort of review (if any) you gave "Salt of This Sea," playing at the Grand Illusion this week. Not only is there no mention of the film anywhere on your site, but in "today's showtimes," The Grand Illusion Cinema isn't even listed as one of Seattle's movie theaters. (FYI, it's in the University District.)

Against my better judgement I then clicked on your so-called "Art House" column, only to find that Charles still can't write a single paragraph without mentioning his international travels and the fact that he's "an artist"—with gallery installations in Spain, Europe!! Then we learn that Charles no longer likes "one of the best films you will see this year," just because some even bigger, even more international windbag artist told him he shouldn't.

You guys rock. Keep up the good work.
Mar 5, 2010 tornadoZ commented on The Polanski Problem.
I need some kind of filter where I can turn off viewing the comments of EVERY SINGLE PERSON WHO TYPES THEIR COMMENTS IN ALL CAPS!!!
Feb 15, 2010 tornadoZ commented on Seattle's Sexiest 2010!.
@15&16: so the gays get a 22-year-old twink salad-maker and some 28-year-old dick librarian hipster who still reads comic books...and we got the goods? I'm with #27; these are no goods. We'd like some real men, please.
Jan 7, 2010 tornadoZ commented on Living Machine.
I've always wondered why Bergman and Tati never made a film together.
Jan 7, 2010 tornadoZ commented on A Single Man Is a Meticulous Triumph.
Sadly, I have to agree with ARGH.

True, Colin Firth is good here (as is Julianne Moore, though she's given little to do in what's basically an extended cameo) and the period costumes, sets and score are all very nice as well, even if the film does look a bit too much like pages carefully torn from a glossy magazine. Unfortunately, beneath A SINGLE MAN's vintage finish lies an overwrought, emotionally empty narrative and a political message about society's fear of minorities that's dropped on the modern audience like an anvil.

Having the film's color saturation increase/decrease in accordance with the professor's emotional engagement creates a goofy and distracting "mood ring" effect that had many in the audience snickering—especially when the effect gets ramped up in the second half as the doe-eyed young stalker/student re-appears on the screen. And the prof's "comical" attempted suicide scene was a drag that seemed to go on forever.

I'd been looking forward to this one for quite a while and, though it wasn't a complete failure, I was pretty bummed that it wasn't a lot better.
Jan 7, 2010 tornadoZ commented on Art House.
Thanks for highlighting this, Charles. I'm always curious to see what filmmakers do with Tennessee Williams and will be sure to catch it this week. Opening only at The Uptown (a theater many people seem to have forgotten about), TEARDROP DIAMOND is just the sort of film that too often slips in and out of town without anyone noticing.
Jan 4, 2010 tornadoZ commented on Five Movies Hollywood Regrets Not Casting Me In.
hilarious. and @5, they already made that film. It's called Marvin's Room, and as you can see from this picture, Diane Keaton lost.
Sep 25, 2009 tornadoZ commented on (500) Days of Summer: Killing with Quirkiness.
I'm a little late to the discussion, but...

Ugh. Finally went to see this dreadful piece of crap this week. You hit the nail on the head, Lindy.

What some people who've left comments don't seem to get is that what's irritating about the film isn't that The Smiths' music is featured in it. Okay, they're a nice band. But the two "romantic" leads first connect (alone in the elevator at work, of course... just one of many cliches heaved onto the screen) when she overhears a song by The Smiths on his headphones. She comments that she loves the band and then he goes berserk because he can't believe he actually found a girl who's heard of The Smiths and SHE EVEN LIKES THEM!!!

That just doesn't make any sense. It doesn't take a hipster elitist to realize that almost everybody between ages 20 and 40 has heard of The Smiths and lots of people like them. The guy's overreaction of shocked disbelief that he found a girl who's into The Smiths might be acceptable if they were in an elevator in Minot, North Dakota... or maybe if the gal confessed that she shared the guy's fondness for Engelbert Humperdinck... but it's The Smiths and they're in Los Angeles. It just doesn't make any sense.

This problem plagues the entire movie; like you say, Lindy, it's as if the writers are working from an outdated manual on "indie quirkiness." The whole film feels phony and contrived—even down to the annoying and extraneous parentheses used in the title. And yes, that worldly-wise little girl was the worst of all. I just wanted to slap her.