Friday, October 31, 2008
Friday, October 17, 2008
Friday, October 10, 2008
Body of Lies (***)
October 10, 2008
Bret "Hitman" Hart's book tour rolled into Boston yesterday and I lined right up with a couple of hundred people to meet one of my wrestling heroes.
My impressions of Bret in the brief minute I spoke to him while he signed my copy of "Hitman: My Life in the Cartoon World of Wrestling" were that he was certainly older now. Everything that has happened to Bret in the last ten years, losing his brother Owen, his parents, his brother in law Davey Boy Smith, his marriage, his stroke, has taken its toll. His long stringy hair is now greying brown, no longer the slick greasy black of his heyday. There are more lines on his face than before, and that face is tinged with sadness and loss. The T-shirt he wore of himself and Owen in happier days of the early 90's was a bittersweet reminder of that.
And yet, he's still Bret Hart. Bret seemed reserved and taciturn, but still carries himself with a bit of that trademark arrogance that helped define "the Hitman". A little intimidating at first glace, it turned out Bret was gracious, good humored, and occasionally showed that world-famous smirk of his.
I was thrilled to meet him. While in line with my friend Lance Jr., I cracked numerous jokes to temper the building excitement, but I was honestly nervous to meet Bret. When I was about 17, around the time Bret was WWF Champion for the first time, he was my hero. Bret still holds my highest regards for his career and accomplishments.
I hoped I'd be funny and cool, maybe say something clever to Bret when I finally got to the table and shook his hand but no, I just about totally marked out. Just blathered about what a big fan I was and how I thought his book is fantastic. It was maybe a minute of interaction but it felt like it was a microsecond.
About Bret's book: This is the real deal. Only 184 pages in, I can already honestly say "Hitman" is as good as Mick Foley's "Have A Nice Day"; perhaps in some ways even better. This is lofty praise. Bret's book and Foley's first book are the highest level of pro-wrestler autobiographies. Chris Jericho's "A Lion's Tale" and I think to a lesser extent Edge's "Adam Copeland on Edge" are in the second tier but below what Foley and Bret have written. Every other wrestling biography is crap, crap, crap of varying shades.
A fan of pro wrestling, especially someone who craves an insightful, blunt, and intelligent account of the Calgary Stampede Wrestling era of the 1970's, and the World Wrestling Federation of the 1980's and 1990's, along with stories about working in Japan and the territories in the early 80's and WCW leading to its collapse, would gladly devour Bret's book. Bret pulls no punches; he is brutally honest, funny, touching, sad, and impressive. I'm glad to say Bret's autobiography is the equivalent of his wrestling talent. It's the excellence of execution.
Friday, October 3, 2008
The Duchess (***)
THE DUCHESSI Am Legend and make a movie. Two hours of me playing fetch with them.
How to Lose Friends and Alienate People (*1/2)
HOW TO LOSE FRIENDS AND ALIENATE PEOPLE
A WTF trainwreck featuring one stunning Megan-Fox-in-her-underwear scene. Skip the movie, wait for the clips on the Internet.
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (**1/2)
NICK AND NORAH'S INFINITE PLAYLIST
A miss by a fairly wide margin, which is unfortunate because the good things about it were really quite good. It was nice to have a perspective where the female lead (Kat Dennings, very appealing in a very non-CW way) really liked the male lead and pursued him. Usually it's the other way around in these movies. I really hate the hackneyed "One CRAAAZY night where CRAAAZY things happen" formula. It did no service to the characters of Nick and Norah, who were trying to have a pretty sweet little romance, except the stupid plot kept interrupting them and trying to keep them apart according to Screenwriting 101. The last 15 minutes turned out to be really good; it's a damn shame we had to wait so long and slog through so much muck for that payoff. Why couldn't the last 15 minutes be the first 15 minutes and then gone on from there and see where the characters take us?
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