9:21

howdy tuesday is upon us, and you aren't ready! I'm gonna do it anyways, and trust me, there's more gold here than in Flavor Flav's teeth let's goooo!!! Carandiru: You thought San Quintin was bad. Let's hope you don't break any laws in Brazil cuz they'll take you to school. Prison school that is. Based on certain individuals who were interred at the particular prison, the film tells tales that dead men can't. Just go watch it, and try not to drop the soap.

Coffee and Cigarettes: Calling all neurotic addicts out there. Mr. Jarmusch brings us his, "latest." Reason it's in quotes is partly because this began way back in 86 or so. So, it ain't exactly new. Showcasing various stories over a cup of joe and a cig (or two, or three, four etc) and featuring such acting talents as Iggy Pop, Steven Wright, Steve Buscemi and Bill "Ghostbustin'" Murray. It's a new store fav, so you have at least one recommendation. And, as you are watching this, keep an eye out for Gustav Mahler's Ich Bin Der Weit Abhanden Gekommen, it's beautiful.

Cassavetes Box Set: Oh man I need a mop. Every mutha f-in auteur, indie scenester, wannabe film maker, Ethan Hawkes owe their complete existence to one man. Jesus. No, kidding, but Mr. John Cassavetes himself. The Criterion Collection just issued the following on brilliant DVDs in all their glory, don't look away because you might miss it: Shawdows (feat. soundtrack by charles mingus!) Faces A Woman Under the Influence Opening Night The Killing of a Chinese Bookie If you like any kind of film, alcoholic, or misogynist, you should watch these. It's all about acting, reacting and life through a camera lens.

How to Draw a Bunny: Now something I know a little more about. This long awaited documentary about the notorious Ray Johnson. Performance artist/eccentric is the subject of this doc that interviews everybody in the blazing art world circa 70s. Andy Warhol, Roy Lichtenstein, Christo and more. This made no noise in the film world, but if you live in the art world, it's worth seeing and investigating one of art's most unusual and unheard of artist of the last century.

Mean Girls: Oh Lindsay, let me count the ways. This actually laughable (with, not at) teen comedy may be worth your dollar. I know a bunch of you saw this in the theater, because everytime I went it was sold out. You bastards. In any case, taken from everybody's high school trauma, this will bring you back to those oh nasty days when you rocked out to the New Kids, we were at war with Iraq (oh wait...) and Zack Morris was a hottie.

Mr. Show Season 4: Did anybody watch the Emmys yesterday? Well, when Arrested Development won (!) for best comedy and Mr. Bateman was giving a speech, that heffer David Cross was behind him smiling away. I think I've seen him in every project made this year. Seriously, there's no need for such greed. You got him in the Scary Movie 2, then Run ronnie Run, Arrested Devo, Mr. Show, Eternal Sunshine, Melvin Goes to Dinner. Oh boy, leave some water for the fish. I'm just kidding David, we love you here, GO DAVID!!

Smell of Camphor Fragrance and Jasmine: If anyone ever came up to me and said, "Hey you want to smell my camphor?" I would have punched him. But apparantely it smells good. But i guess not good enough alone if it needs Jasmine. Seems like an odd combo like Peanut Butter and Banana--can you say elvis and heart attack? Farsi speakers and subtitle readers--This hails from Iran where the Gohrme Zsabsi is delish (please forgive me spelling). A black comedy about a director who thinks he's dying. I just saw the box and there are Iranian Midgets!! I'm so there!

Star Wars: Shhh, can you hear that? It's the sound of a thousand nerds running to Best Buy to stand in line so they can get their grimy hands on the first of many, DVD release of S.W. The first/middle three of the series is finally out on DVD. Attached like fleas to Chewbacca is a fourth disc of a 236 minute doc regarding the films. Packaged in shiny, silver (widescreen) or gold (yeck) boxes, the franchise has come home. Now some Star Wars trivia: What type of lazer is the light saber? Who gives a sh*t!

TwentyNinePalms: French existentialism at its best. Travelling through the desert with nothing to do but argue and have tons o sex, Bruno Dumont brings us his latest. Makes me remember of the time I went out on a road trip with this hot girl I was dating. As I was watching this, it felt so vivid, my trip was exactly like that of the characters. Well, except for the tons o sex part. wah wah. :(

La Dolce Vita: Mr. Fellini releases what many consider his masterpiece on DVD. Gorgeously crafted on two discs, contains many a features with commentaries, docs, hugs and kisses. Like the Cassavetes, comes highly recommended. By the way, it translates to "the sweet life."

Thanks for stikcing around. My gut is hurting so I'm going to go now. adieu.

9:14 (sort of)

howdy so, I'm a little late. Sorry, you know how the story goes, you go out, meet someone and then end up in a bathtub missing a kidney. Or so the saying goes. Anyways, it's friday and you probably won't read this because you are getting ready to go out clubbing and end up in a tub yourself. let's go!!

Angels in America: This six day mini-series which aired on the HoBO network is fresh and green. Did you know that Mike Nichols is married to Diane Sawyer? Yeah, I don't care either. But he is! and he directs this flick that runs the course of the Mayan Calendar. Starring the Pacino that is Al, Meryl Streep?, and many a more. It's the A-list of acting here, falling short of Macauly and the Coreys. This puppy racked up hundreds of nods from those ladies, the Emmys and is set to win them all. Come see why angels are getting as cool as Jesus these days. And I am jealous.

BAAADDDAAAASSSSS: Or something like that. What do you get when you get one bad ass mutha, breed him with another equally bad ass she-mutha? A boy named Sweet Sweetback Maaarrriioooo. Or Mr. Peebs to you. Anyways, if it walks like a Van Peebles, talks like a Van Peebles, then it's must be Solo star Mario. He portrays his dad in this movie, during the uprising of Blackspoitation, er Black Cinema. Here's some trivia: Sweet Sweetback opened in Detroit and for the first two days it was pretty much empty. During one of those days, a man left the theater early. The following day he brought a group of Black Panthers to sell out the theater. How do you like me now, biatch!

Close Your Eyes: The dude from ER is in this. He is a pyschiatrist, or is it psychic, or both! HA! Generic plot twist is thrown at you! Anyways, Goran Visnjic sees dead people. Man on Fire: This has a great title. He is a Man, and he's on FIRE!! Denzel (some people say I look like him) is a vengeful animal tracking down some murdering a-holes. Alongside him is that sweet little Dakota Fanning. I hope she doesn't pick up any bad habits. You may remember her from the child-parent in I am Sam, as well as loveable youngen in The Cat in the Hat. Oh man, sounds she's on her way to Jonathan Lipnicki infamy.

Scooby Doo 2, Monster Island: naw, I'm not gonna try.

THX 1138: Before Star Wars, there was a little picture called THX 1138. No robots or wierd aliens here, just good old fashion mind control. Featuring a pretty cool painted cover, much better than that of that of Star Wars, two discs, and bunch of sci-fi to blow your mind. Nerds, prepare yourself.

Young Adam: I was reading on IMDB the reviews for this, and I have to disagree with pretty much all of them. Ewan and the smokin Emily Mortimer, and not so smoking, but cool because she was on Max Richter's awesomest record, Tilda Swinton. He plays a corrupt man getting nookie all over the place. This includes: a large barge, underneath a big rig truck, , and on the dirt infested floor. Yew. Anyways, the photography is pretty good, and let's not forget Ms. Mortimer.

thanks guys, that be all for now. Oh don't forgets to visit our new baby, the website!! www.vidtheque.com New features coming soon!!! i love you.

9:7

Ahh, The big weekend is nearly over, but you can still hear the faint sounds of kids in swimming pools, smell the veggie BBQ going, and the wonderful medley of car horns goin off as you sit in interstate(s) 5, 10, 210, 405, 805 traffic. In any case, we here at VT sincerely hope you had a good weeked, as we have slaved over DVD boxes to bring you the following items. Some good enough to make another holiday of it. as usual, let's...

Jersey Girl: Director Kevin Smith was recently signed on to direct the film adaptation of The Green Hornet, one of which he remarked that the studio shouldn't have given him big studio projects as he is and forever shall remain, an "indie." Whatever dude. He may be right seeing as his last studio gig was this puppy. Probably unfairly mauled over by the media too concerned over Beniffer when they really should've focused on you know, war, famine, and the cat stuck in a tree, but no one really cares about that. Man, I sound like I should be in Outfoxed or somethin. Jersey Girl features Ben and his little girl. And a love story. Although when I look at the box, and the pathos of the cover art should signify a romantic comedy, I can't help but be distracted by Smith's ulgy mug peering from the corner, smiling away. Seriously. Come rent it and find out. By the way, it's set nowehere near Jersey. Ah, just kidding.

The Ladykillers: Oscar-schlepper Tom Hanks hams it up again as a faux-professore in this heist- gone-wrong comedy remake of an Guiness and Sellers classic. Directed by those wacky Coens, and co-starring Marlon Wayans, but sadly not the funny looking one, Steve Buscemi. I think he was too busy guesting with that loving family, The Sopranos. One of my co-workers here is in love with him, she calls his Steve Buscexy. Oh boy. The Punisher: to be pronounced, The Puh! nisher!! with extra emphasis on the puh, and snarl while you say it. Tom Jane, pssh! Dolph Lundgren would kick his ass any day! John Travolta tracks down Mr. Jane (wimp!) and forces him at gun point to crack the computer code in under 1 minute. Talk about stress. Then walks in Halle Berry...oh wait, wrong movie. But John Travolta really is in this movie. The latest in the never ending wave of comic book-to movie craze, this diddy is not about a man getting his revenge, but about giving the bad guys their punishment! I'm sorry but I had to, Mr. Travolta has a .45 right behind me.

Soul Plane: Snooop! This bad-ass is back with a HIIIGGHH flyin comedy. Full of zany comedy, racial slurs and yes what snoop is best known for, and I ain't talkin about his music. Tom Arnold guest stars (WTF?). Now, I'm going to say that a good portion of our clients enjoy certain medicinal aids, and fall flat on their asses when watching Half Baked, but here at VT we do not applaud such acts, however comedies about them, can be good. Just behave yourself, and say waddup to Snoop for me.

United States of Leland: The latest indie to come out frome the studio womb and make somethin of itself. This stars Ryan Gosling, Kevin Spacey and my favorite Don "Cowboy" Cheadle. (Even his last name is bad!) After Gosling's character commits a crime and sent to a detention center he meets Mr. Cheadle who wants to turn his story into a novel. Thereafter the motive is disclosed. Filled with tales of morale, questionable intentions and a sprinkle of sadness. Say you liked Elephant, then you'll might like this too.

WattStax: Made in 1973, much akin to Monterey Pop or Woodstock, this documentary features footage from the 7hour concert at the Coliseum in Watts. However, rather than those San Fran hippies, this features prominent African-American artists at the time, including Isaac Hayes, Richard Pryor, and Mr. Rainbow Coalition himself, Jesse Jackson. Mr. Jackson: (ahem) You see my dear this music is for your ear make peace not war you hippies can't count to four Isaac Hayes, Richard Pryor this old man is gettin tired man, can't you see 50 cent got nothin on me!

lastly, Eddie Murphy RAW: Back when he was funny he made some stand up flicks. Funny and vulgar as hell, filled with more f-bombs than Scarface, and better leather than a gimp, Mr. Murphy's second-funniest DVD is out for you to bite on.

Thanks.. and in the words of my dear friend Larry: "Talk to ya." Goodbye friends.