01:10 (palindrome)

Hey all

So back to our normal lives we go. I was watching Martha today (no joke) and she had her blooper show. She was astute enough to catch on and said that January was a perfect time to look back and reflect....hmmm, now that's an idea! Well, we here at VT aren't very nostalgic, but we consider this a good thing. We opt to look into the future and see the sunnier side of things. (Texas still sucks)

go trojans:

The Chumscrubber: Voted #1 for the worst title of 2006, those indie kids are getting too cool for school. Following the coattails of I heart Huckabees, Wes Anderson and Thumbsucker this one smells hipster allllll over it. That's why he's a chumscrubber. I had a reeeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy bad joke for this, but in an effort to stay true to my new year's resolution, I promised to try to clean this shit up. Ah, crap.

The Constant Gardener: Director Fernando Meieeieielelilelellsss (there's an R in there somewhere) brings us his follow up to City of God. Pretty damn good in my book, is Ralph Fiennes and Rachel Weisz. Call it tragedy or polidrama it's all pretty damn sad. You won't need tissue for these, just a check on humanity, make sure you keep Amnesty International as your homepage.

Hustle & Flow: Finally! A movie about a pimp who raps! All joking aside, this sundance fave hits the plastic. This is great news. My worker-bee buddy has yet to give me the review, but I know he's gonna throwing me the "Hells Yeah!" sign. Now all yee white SoPas suburbanites can relate to a Memphis pimp! I can't wait for the moment when a bubbler comes in and asks, "hey dude, do you have that Hustle & Flow? My biatch wants to wachitt."

Red Eye: I think they call it Conjunctivitus. You should really get that checked out.

The Transporter 2: So my UPS buddy came in here and I asked him why he doesn't do some really kick ass/ass kicking things when he delivers people's packages. I went on and on on how Jason Statham, a little ol limey from the UK, can single handedly whip both his and mine. I told him to ring the doorbell, yell out "UPS!" and do a running kickjump when they come to the door. AND while they're on the floor, say with a cockney accent: "Here be ya package. Thank you kindly for choosing UPS. W'ere Brown (or whatver the sloagn is)." To all my ranting he retorted that the little brown shorts weren't really conducive to ass kicking.

Saraband: Bergman's Swan song? Picking up years later where Scenes from a Marriage left off, Saraband still hits that emotional bell. Loudly. Ok I'm exagerrating, but it ain't light. If you suckers didn't get a chance to see this at Nuart, you blew it. Rent it, and when you get home put on Bruckner's 9th and let the good times roll.
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New Staff Recs!

What a great way to start off the new year. But before we celebrate our silliness, we have at the top of the Rec Wall put up our humble tribute to that sly one, Richard Pryor. Check out his greatest stand up ever, or even him running around in a chicken suit. Richard Pryor 1940-2005

Mark: Kids Gone Wild: No beer and boobs here, well...that's a lie, but not in that context. Check out those who are really slummin it, trying to fill there lives with some sort of happiness and that nagging itch to stay alive.
Megs: R.I.P. Dreamworks, Long Live...: Hate CGI? Think it's a crutch for moviemaking these days? Yeah Meg does too. So here's she has her creme de la creme of that old skool hand drawn animation.
Andy: Why the Hell are we singing?: For some unknown reason, in andy's litter some character feels compare to sing out of context. This thrust out of film reality may break your concentration, but it'll make you smile just ever so slightly.
Gracie: Rub-a-dub-dub: Gracie likes bath. I like Gracie in baths. You would too. Rent these and watch other people in baths, just like Gracie.
Phamdiggity: Feet, Don't Fail Me Now!: In perfect coincidence for Lauren Arizonian Marathon, Phammers has picked a slew of films that have a lot of running.. a lot of it. A note to those heavy couch potatoes: You'll be out of breath just by watching it.
Cap'n: Royal Flush: Can't get enough of cable card games. Need even more celebrities breakin the bank? Well, the Cap'n's got ya ready with these card trick classics. Just don't get hustled into thinking that it's that easy.

alas, c'est fini! Au revoir!

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01:02 (well done)

Sup y'all

No rest for the weary. I do feel bad for all those poor souls on Colorado Blvd, searching for a bit of salvation amongst the pouring rain. Well, the floats were nice. Um, yeah. Welps, it's Monday, the second day of the new year (ahh), and we're off to a great start. Although yesterday some dude called up and asked if we were open and I said yeah, and he said why? And I'm like hmm, he's got a point. And today it stands the same, we are still the only doofs open on the block. It's like a regime here. I don't mean to compare it to say, 1920's German Fascism, for fear of losing my Xmas bonus, but if I have to, I'll go there.

New Year's Resolution #1: Beg Mark for my job back.

It's short and sweet today:

Broken Flowers: Jarmusch is getting old and you can tell by this picture. Although not realy a bad thing. You still got the Jarmuschian soundtrack, the (recent) pensive moment and a dude with white hair. So if Jarmusch and that chubby kid in the movie have a kid, Bill Murray would be that lovechild. Bill "Muthafuckin Ghostbustin" Murray.

Wedding Crashers: What a more perfect way to bring in a new year, than with a bang (nice)! Absolutely no pun intended there, but when you're done stuffing her stocking you can pop this into the player and enjoy Vince Vaughn, that Wilson Brother, Christ Walken, and that girl who will find you. Also a very special cameo by a fella named Chazz. I tried crashing a wedding once but wasn't so successful. Somehow my debonair good looks got me waking up next to the best man, but we won't talk about that right now.

Ok my friends, a few notes:

We've expanded our Documentaries section so that they look even more bad ass. Although that shrunk our International New Release wall. Oh well, c'est la vie. We've got bomb glass cases for you to eye your dream goodies and more staff recs coming next week. I know you can't wait!
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