Tag Archives: Flight of the Conchords

Mellow Yellow Fever Pitch

Rudo y Cursi
Can They Kick It? Yes They Can
Trailers & Mo | Official Website

Gael García Bernal & Diego Luna reunite on the big screen (spanks gawd, but what took so long?), directed once again by a Cuarón (this time it’s Alfonso‘s brother Carlos calling the shots), but don’t be eggspecting no Y Tu Mamá También II, so keep yer pants on ladies (and sum of you guys too!). Our moist be-amored Mexican amigos embark on yet another misadventure of maturation, but instead of picturesque beachy road trips involving sexploration of older women, as well as each other, they’re looking to score big in a whole different way – on the pitch (that’s a soccer field for you golfers out there) of the urban landscape nightmare that is Mexico City. Luna is the hot-tempered Rudo (Spanish for ‘rude’), the older, more grounded brother to Bernal’s wild Cursi (sorta Spanish for ‘corny’). They’re mother loving (not in that way you sick f%ck) country bumpkins who pick bananas all week, and play fútbol at the week’s end. One day a crafty talent scout (Guillermo Francella, with ojos of the devil) happens upon one of their games. He’s impressed by their skills, Rudo’s goalkeeping and Cursi’s goalmaking, but only has room to offer one of them a chance at the big time. Eventually the scout, and now their manager, gets them both placed with different teams and we’re off to the races. Along the way, we see them both falling into traps of temptation, no thanks to their new found fame and fortune, Cursi falls for a flighty muy bonita TV star (see below) and attempts to launch an ill-advised side career as a country singer, while Rudo’s gambling addiction gets way outta hand, and it all comes to a head(er) with an obvious match-up between the two brothers’ squads. Rudo y Cursi may feel like a bit of a letdown when compared to the other Berna-Luna Y flick, but standing on its own two feet, it’s a muy divertido eggscuse to watch the genial leads do there thing together again. Hell, we’d watch the two of them do anything for 100 minutes, although we, like mos people probably would, prefer that they were doing each. ¡Olé! ¡Cause we are so gay for them!

No Yes Mas: as in Jessica Mas

mas Mas

Verdictgo: Jeepers Mos Def Worth A Peepers

Adoration
Where The Lies Truth
Trailers & Mo | Official Website

Oh the tangled webs writer/director Atom Egoyan weaves, where past tragedies are dug up, so that the truth can finally be told, and maybe all parties involved can sorta mostly live happily sweet hereafter! Egoyan has taken us down this bumpy flashback path before, and with Adoration, the path is even more askew than everrrr. The unresolved issue we’re trying to resolve here revolves around the car accidental deaths of young Simon(somber Devon Bostick)’s parents (blank Rachel Blanchard, of FOTC/Sally fame & Mr Hyde and seeker Noam Jenkins). His grandfather (the always creepy Kenneth Welsh) paints a poor portrait of Simon’s father (and his son-in-law) and holds him responsible for the death of his beloved daughter, while his uncle and now guardian (gruffle puff Scott Speedman, shining much brighter than the rest of the cast), sheds different light on the event, leaving Simon not knowing what to believe. Simon’s thoughts are further complicated when his French teacher (prodding Arsinée Khanjian) stirs up other emotions, and much trouble, when a hot button writing assignment goes viral over the interwebs. The teacher presented the class with a story torn from the headlines about a terrorist sending his pregnant wife on a plane with a bomb. Simon imagines himself as the unborn baby, and the husband/wife as his own parents. His piece is taken as truth and the world wide web reacts with mixed (media) emotions (including Maury Chaykin yelling… is he ever not yelling?). As the discussion heats up online, Simon goes offline to to bring this baby to some sorta resolution, and gain some sorta peace in the process. It’s all one giant dr mindbender, but if you stick with it, you’ll be rewarded with another wondrous trip into Egoyan’s twisted, in many senses if the word, world

Pails In Comparison: Atom is the bomb, and so is the mos flamous Garbage Pail Kid mt EVERest. mo GPK shiz here

Verdictgo: Jeepers Worth A Peepers

Rudo y Adoration open today in NY/LA only

and until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

0 Comments

Inner City Pressure Points of Interest


Oh the places you will go if you follow this dude’s Flight of The Conchords Reality Tour, including Google Map links and sausages!

0 Comments

Band Meeting of The Minds

Flight of the Conchords
+ Kristen Schaal

Radio City Music Hall
April 14th


After all is done and said, season 2 of Flight of the Conchords has to be seen as a major let down, his&herspecially since season 1 was the knee’s bees and francis scott keys to tulsa. The comedy bits we’re moist certainly notch top, but a majority of the songs were more forgettable than this guy’s cover of ‘Unforgettable’. But cha know what, maybe we gunned the jump too soon on them songs. Our eggspectations on season 2 were more high than Cypress Hill smoking banana peels on the Troodos Mountains of Cyprus, and of course it waz gonna be mission impossible for America’s mos flavorite Kiwis to deliver on them eggspectations. Season 1 covered a decade’s worth of beyond solid and thunderdome song craftsmanship, and come to think of it, Bret & Jemaine hactually did an admirable job piecing together another batch of tunes in less than a year and a half for season 2

Why this sudden change of heart? Wellsz, if you heard theirs newish songs live that you probably didn’t really care for that much when ya heard them the first time on the TVs ( ‘Demon Woman‘, ‘We’re Both In Love With a Sexy Lady‘ and ‘Hurt Feelings‘) and then found yoselfves rocking out hard and larffing out even harder to em at a concert juss as much as yous did to their olden songs then you’d probably change yer tune about thems tunes too! Time will ultimately be kind to these new songs (it already has to such insta classics as ‘Carol Brown‘, ‘Sugalumps‘ and ‘Too Many Dicks On The Dance Floor‘), but in the meantime, we’re going to be kind and rewind and rewatch season 2 all over again, w/o the preconceived notions and potions, and break out the lotion for pure enjoyment!

And oh yeah, Kristen ‘Mel’ Schaal opened the show (thankfully w/o her usual partner Kurt Braunohler) and she shined on more than the crazy diamond that is Dustin Diamond. Translation = she’s thighlarious to the bone, and that’s quite an honor coming from us since we don’t find many ladies all that humorous besides our mother, Carol Kane, Anna Faris and Georgia O’Keeffe (those vagina paintings are too fun-E Georgia!)

previously: Flight Night of A Thousand Laffs

0 Comments

Free Free, Us Give


an AT-AT at at home [Brodey to the Max]

Little Mac (& the N%gga who stole his bike) returns! [Pakula Shaker]

Conchords season 2 underwhelms, Bret to get hitched, and the boys have small balls and large racquets

hottie sportscaster Ivon Gaete’s demo reel. it’s OK to stare

Sacha Baron Cohen’s dummy companies

Yahoo!’s 100 Movies to See Before You Die. haven’t seen 10 of them, and have only seen half of 8 1/2 and a 1/3 of The Third Man

Thighland soul food fav Amy Ruth’s files for bankruptcy [Keyseroll]

DeLorean, the guy, the movie!

I try to pick up and hold a baby everyday because it nourishes me

the bacon explosion [Andre Dawson's Sondaw]


Hillary Fisher, we’ll take the bait and tackle dat a$$!!

&

GIVE US, US FREE!!

0 Comments
eXTReMe Tracker