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OTHER CRAP:
Catch the deluxe
version of Other Crap in real time, with all the bells and whistles,
here.
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Blume in Love
(1973)
Complete spoilers.
Blume in Love consists of a man's memories of his marriage, divorce, and
beyond, as viewed in flashback from a café in
Italy. The recollections begin as he (George Segal) marries a social worker
and free spirit (Susan Anspach), even though he is a divorce lawyer and rather
"establishment." He accidentally sticks his dick in his secretary (Annazette
Chase), so his wife kicks him out and divorces him. He wants her back, but she
will have none of it since she was probably just looking for an excuse to dump
him anyway. He then broods and has frequent sex with another woman (Marsha
Mason), although she would like more from the relationship. Meanwhile, his
ex-wife moves an itinerant musician (Kris Kristofferson) into her house and
her life. The ex-husband finds that he actually likes the musician more than a
little, and the three end up hanging out together. Then ex-hubby finds the
perfect solution to win his ex-wife's heart back: he rapes her, and gets her
pregnant. (??) Then he goes to Italy to wait for her and bore us with his tale
of woe.
This, believe it or not, is a comedy, and was a top-shelf studio project
helmed by Paul Mazursky. A young Roger Ebert adored it, to the tune of 4
stars.
I despised it, although I like the people involved and director Mazursky also
did one of my personal favorite films, Moscow on the Hudson. I never saw Blume
when it first came to theaters. When this film was released, I had been
married less than a year, and had much better things to do with my time and
limited cash than to go to movies. Seeing it for the first time in 2008, I can
see that it just doesn't work. Even if one can ignore the fact that the
supposedly sympathetic narrator is a rapist, one cannot muster up the
requisite sympathy for hum because he is still a total jerk, even without the
rape. It is hard to say what I would have thought about it back then, but I
doubt that I would have liked it any better in the context of its time,
because this film left a lasting depression on me.
Nudity from Marsha Mason, Annazette Chase and Erin O'Reilly wasn't nearly
enough to hold my interest.
Mason
Chase
O'Reilly
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Notes and collages
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Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo
2008
As you might expect, Harold & Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay is not
as funny as Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle. Not even close.
But it is funny. And it has a lot more nudity, including a "bottomless"
party.
This time the stoner friends decide to go to Amsterdam so Harold can
see his girlfriend who is working there. And of course, weed is legal
there, a bonus. Unfortunately, Kumar can't wait, and when he lights up his
new smoke-free bong in the plane's bathroom, the air marshals mistake it
for a bomb (bong...bomb, get it), and our friends are sent to Guantanamo
Bay as terrorists.
Not surprisingly, Guantanamo doesn't agree with them, especially when
they're told they must give the guards a blowjob, so our guys escape and
make it back Florida. To clear themselves, they must get to Texas, but not
unexpectedly, that trip doesn't go smoothly either.
This movie is funny, and makes some political statements like the
original did, but it just doesn't quite measure up to the original in
terms of comedy. Nudity-wise, though, it's probably better.
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