Secretary screening tomorrow night! Movie and drinks anyone?

TOMORROW NIGHT...
Come enjoy a movie and drinks as Videothèque and Huron SubStation present the cult film favorite Secretary (2002) starring Maggie Gyllenhaal and James Spader, directed by Steven Shainberg. It's a dark comedy about typos, obedience, pain and pleasure. If you thought Maggie Gyllenhaal was just your average, good little girl next door, this movie will surely change that perception forever. James Spader reprises his regular role as the creepy weirdo.

Get snockered! Beer and wine will be served at our donation-based bar (with ID), or you may feel free to "BYOB" with no problem. However, donations to the bar are strongly encouraged, as they will keep these events happening.

The screening takes place TOMORROW NIGHT, yes... THURSDAY THIS WEEK, August 18 at 9PM SHARP. Doors open at 7:30. The event location is as follows:

Huron Substation
2640 Huron St.
Los Angeles (Highland Park), CA 90065
And here's a map!

For more information, please visit the Videothèque website, or the Huron SubStation website.

Put this event on your calendar NOW so you won't forget.... I said NOW!

08:16 (enough already)

Hey

We are back and with a vengeance! Well, as it turns out, the gods are against us this week, as our store has been full of calamity, enough to rival that of Mr. Chaplin. So when you come in, forgive our mess, watch your step, and nevermind the bullocks. Just know that we are still up and running, just kinda with a black eye. And if by chance you come at a bad time, and our clerks are trying to get through a line like the Greeks through the Turks--please kindle yourself with patience, look up and enjoy the ambiguously homo-erotic He-Man. He's waiting for you with pusling muscles:

Oh Skeletor!

The Ballad of Jack and Rose: It's not just coincidence that this title comes off a bit poetic. This littly ditty is directed by Rebecca Miller daughter (and spouse of Daniel Day Lewis) of playwright great, Artie Miller. Jack and Rose lives on an island. Jack is sick and his lady-friend and her two sons visit him. Jack is preoccupied with you know what and Rose is curious about boys, sexually curious (not just a clever name!). The bond between Jack and Rose is strong, but how strong? Since I haven't seen it I can't tell you, but I do know they're not suckin on a chili dog.

The Brown Bunny: O Vincent Gallo O Vincent Gallo. What troubles you bring yourself. This is indeed that Brown Bunny. Or as a customer of ours likes to call it, "the blowjob movie." Booed at Cannes, panned by Roger Ebert (then revered), and torn by a dozen others alike, this is easily the most controversial blah blah out of the past couple of years. Heavy in European ethos and American ego, Brown Bunny wins our hearts. And here's why we love the staunt Republican. Regardless of others, he does his own shit the way he wants. Plain and simple. I dare you check it out, and see how there's more to the picture than bad press and a little felatio.

Dave Chappelle: For What It's Worth: Well, apparently nothing. Dave's gone MAD! After splitting off to Africa for a "spiritual healing" session, who knows what's happening to Chappello. Anyways, before he went nutty, he filmed this live stand at the Fillmore. So watch it and think back nostaglically how cool he was before he took a long walk off a short pier.

The Office (US) Season 1: I think this is more than NBC trying to capitalize on the BBC success. It's actually a little funny. My main man Steve Carrell brings em in like trash to trailers with the funny. His awkward persona and receding headline alone should be worth the price of the rental. C'mon! You're going to be paying beau coup bucks for 40 Year Old Virgin, why not this? Exactly.

Sin City: I tried so hard to figure out if this was set in Las Vegas, till about half way through the film I realized that Vegas is just as seedy, but not that violent. Anywho, a gang of actors star in this action packed, not-for-kids comic book tale. Directed by Robert Rodriguez, Frank Miller and even little appearance by Quentin Taratino, Sin City is actually tons o fun. Art direction, plenty of stunts and worthwhile storytelling make this a better comic adaptation than say, DaredevilHulkFantasticFouretc. Think if Pulp Fiction was drawn and half naked women.

Wedding Date: Grace meets her man.
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New Staff Recs! Yes!
Jules: 24 Little Hours: Need more help figuring this one out? That's sad, but it's about little movies when the heat goes down in a day's rotation.
Paul: Junk in the Trunk: Yay, Baby Got BACK! Huh? Oh no, my bad. This is not a section about big asses, but rather actual items in auto trunks. Sometimes this little nuance proves to be an important point in the plot. Inform yourself.
Andy: Out from behind the camera: Who says directors can't act! Tell that to those ten who star in Andy's section this month. Featuring the little known acting talents of Jim Jarmusch, Werner Herzog as well as the well-known spoils of Woody Allen and Roman Polanski.
Meg: I want to ride my bicycle: Inspired by her recent mode of transportation, meg's pix features all that is on bikes! I think she's quietly saying that we should stop killing the earth and emptying our wallets and pedal away!

soooo, not bad eh? Good, a job well done I say.

au revoir!

www.vidtheque.com

08:02 (spinless head)

Sup Y'all

On a hot, summery day, in the vast streets of Pomona,kids-willingly mind you-play a wild game of wiffle ball. They meet and gather around a juice-filled cooler with dreams of hitting that one ball that would bring the crowds to their tireless feet. On this very day, many hearts were broken and others were rejoicing in tears as the game was edge out 15-14, tenth inning. Yes, in wiffle ball they surpass the ninth inning. So next time you drive by a park and see those ghostly kids swinging away, give them a honk and say "pinch me a winner!" They'll nod their heads in unison, with a smirky smile to send you right off.

I'm losing you:

Alexander: alexander! - our older brother! - set out for! - a great adventure! -
he tore our images - out of his pictures! - he tore our names out - of
all his letters! No dummy, not that alexander! This one is Oliver Stone's! Not Win Butler's! Hated and dragged through every critic's mud, and even GLAAD's, Stone's Alex finally (and possibly shamefully) hits the dvd circuit. What I don't seem to understand is, if this movie really is this bad, why doesn't the studio or hell, Stone himself, hire a designer to design a cover that we can stomach. I don't need to know how many cavities Colin Farrell has, nor what's floating around in those wide nostrils of his. Just sayin is all. Come on Alex, you can do it! There's nothing to it!

Downfall: No this isn't a metaphor for what happened to Stone's career or Alexander's box-office intake, it's a movie about Hitler fool! The last hours are chronicled in this near 3hour critic's darling. Bruno Ganz stars as the Fuhrer himself, even that ittybiity mustache makes an appearance. I'm gonna go ahead and say this aint the midnight movie or hot date movie you're going after. I doubt this will solve the neverending mystery as to his death, but it sure will rejuvinate your interest, or at least your curiousity. But we all know what curiosity did to the cat...

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what! you mean that's it? I do. I'm sorry, I know you probably think I'm a liar, and you're right, but I know good things are coming, I CAN FEEL IT!

anywho, next week I'll bring you our spanking new pix, as well as some goodies.

au revoir!

www.vidtheque.com