Thighs Wide Shut

Ronnie Spector
City Winery
December 21

The sweet sounds of the sixties are alive and well in the songs and sultry singing of the still super sexy Ronnie Spector.  A living legend still going at it, and she still totally has got IT.  Let her be your baby, and baby, you will love it when you hear her music.  Man, could I hear it!!!  I’m not into Xmas music, but there’s something so warm and so cozy about hearing Ronnie belt out ‘Frosty The Snowman’ and ‘Sleigh Ride’ during the holiday season.  And outside of holiday cheer, we cheered on her perfect covers of the likes of Ray Charles, Bee Gees, like-minded Beach Boys, and Amy Winehouse.  Winehouse seemed to be the heir to Ronnie’s voice and style, and the one to keep that 60s flame alive, but burned too bright and has been extinguished forever.  Sad that Ronnie has to pay tribute to someone who was paying tribute to her.  Luckily we still have Ronnie, a spector-cle to behold, and be heard!

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Setlist – Frosty the Snowman / Do I Love You / Don’t Worry Baby (The Beach Boys cover) / It’s Christmas Once Again / Baby, I Love You / When I Saw You / Sleigh Ride / What’d I Say (Ray Charles cover) / So Young / (The Best Part of) Breakin’ Up / Walking in the Rain / Best Christmas Ever / How Can You Mend a Broken Heart? (Bee Gees cover) / Back to Black (Amy Winehouse cover) / You Can’t Put Your Arms Around a Memory (Johnny Thunders cover) / Be My Baby (The Ronettes song)

Encore – I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus / Happy Xmas (War Is Over) (John Lennon & The Plastic Ono Band cover) / I Can Hear Music

The Post
All The Old News That’s Fit To Reprint
Official Site | Trailers & Mo
PG-13 | 115 min

The President is a liar filled with lies!  Newspapers need to speak the truth but are trying to be silenced by the President!  Women are ready to step up and play with the big boys!  The country is under much duress and stress cause of all of this stuff!  Is this 2017????  No, it’s 1971!!!  OMG – HOW TIMELY!!!  OMG – SOMETHINGS NEVER CHANGE!!!  HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF!!!  FAKE NEWS!!  REAL NEWS!!!!!!

Yeah, so, er, um, yeah, so Señor Spielbergo and Tom Hanks and Meryl Streep do their patriotic flaming liberal duty to stick it to today’s man by re-sticking to yesterday’s man in making a lesser All The President’s Men in The Post!  This movie wasn’t HASTE-ly made, and there’s a lot of love and energy and great acting (and mustard brown color) going on, and IT IS ALL SO IMPORTANT, but it’s ultimately a movie about whether a newspaper owner and editor want to green light or red light publishing a story.  That’s it!  That’s the whole movie!  Should we publish this and let the people know the truth???!!!  Or do we play it cool and not publish and therefore not get punished???  WHAT TO DO???  WHAT TO DO???

It’s kinda much ado and to do about nothing.  Look, I agree it’s all IMPORTANT stuff, and I did enjoy watching this movie, but after it ended, I was like, that’s it?  They published a story and that was the entire movie???  Oh, so it’s more about that.  It’s about how Kay Graham came into her own, being the Washington Post‘s owner, and how editor Ben Bradlee always fought the good fight!  Good for them, and for us!  No, seriously!  I grew up on The Washington Post, and it remains my paper!  I LOVE THEM!

But I dunno.  I’m tossed.  It’s a story that needed to be told, but there’s not much storytelling to tell.  It feels like easy material kinda beneath the heavyweight skillsets of Spielbergo and Hanks and Streep.  They could have made the same darn good movie with Brett Ratner, Seth Rogen and Katherine Heigl and it would still be important!

Verdictgo: I mean, it’s still a good movie, so Jeepers Worth A Peepers

The Post publishes at a theater near jews and white nationalists

and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

Woody Allen vs the lobster, on the set of 1977’s Annie Hall.  photos by Brian Hamill

Pitch Perfect 3
U.S.Oh No
Official Site | Trailers & Mo
PG-13 | 94 min

The Pitch Perfect movies have always been barely movies, and the 3rd outing proved to be the barest of the barely movie-like movies of the lot.  It didn’t have to be this way.  They could have made a fun movie with a loose and fun plot, instead of a 90 minute DJ Khaled infomercial.  They and we all know that the best parts are always going to belong to Rebel Wilson‘s Fat Amy, and they try to play that up and then some in this (hopefully) ‘final’ installment of the franchise.  But it’s all for not.  A backstory about her evil dad John Lithgow?  It holds about as much charm and intrigue as Lithgow’s horrible dingo Australian accent.  Look, flying kicks and explosions was a step in the right direction, but the kicks don’t pack much of a wallop, and the explosions all seem like misfires.  Fat Amy has outgrown her sister Bellas, and in turn, outgrown the movie series.  Dump the Bellas and give Fat Amy her own franchise, and make her dad Mel Gibson, or something ‘edgy’ like that

Verdictgo: Sum Merit But No Stinkin Badgers

Pitch is far from Perfect, at a theater near jews and white nationalists

and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

turkeys for sale, Marmion Road, Southsea Common, Portsmouth, England, Christmas 1926