The good 'ol days.

Ahh, remember back in the day (a wednesday) when this site actually had a consistent amount of posts? I don't either, since it never really did. BUT it did in fact have more efficient postings than it does now. Sadly, much like the disappearance of posts, there has been a disappearance of good movies. This weekend we had Lakeview Terrace and My Best Friend's Girl and some other crap that's not even worth mentioning. I didn't see either of these movies because I was in Mexico, obviously having a better time than I could have sitting in a theatre with these. Before my journey to our southern friends in NAFTA that bear the flag of the 'green, the white... and the red', I saw the film Righteous Kill.

Don't see this movie. If you have any respect for good cinema or good plot and half a brain to decide when the opposite is true, you will not appreciate this movie, just as you shouldn't. It is entirely unoriginal, has poor acting, a paper thin plot, and unfunny, old-man humor. When I say old-man humor I mean the type of humor that you could see a used up old timer spittin' out to his buds at a cheap bar while sipping a glass of Johnny Red, smoking a Camel, wearing a too-cool-for-school leather jacket, and having a semi-sweatty brow from a game of bacci. Pacino and DeNiro's interactions are painful to watch as the cut up about the 'new days on the force'. Even worse is a nudeless sex scene between DeNiro and Carla Gugino. It's obscenely obvious that the two Italian greats are far beyond their prime and are no longer cut out for action flicks. To put things into perspective, Marlon Brando was younger than both DeNiro and Pacino when The Godfather was released. I suppose Righteous Kill does the favor of allowing the elderly feel young again as they blow their noses into their button-down, pastel sweaters. For the rest of us, it'll only make us think of our grandparents in a new light, one that should never be turned on.