02:21 (one is leaving)

Hey dudes

So have it. I'm home and moved in. Soon y'all be coming over to see a beaded goodness as well as some new house paint. Megs and gracie can relate with all this satanic panic in the attic, we're bound to go crrrraaaaazzzzzyyyyy. (<---- see?) In any case, count yourself lucky you weren't that dude that Cheney shot on "accident." I see it metaphorically. You know when he fired that gun, he was soooooo aiming at the people of america. Ah, well, you'll get 'em next time tiger.

william tell overture:

Domino: See, yet another metaphor. Once one falls, kerplunk!there goes the neighborhood. Panned by critics but that shouldn't stop you, Domino has Kiera Knightley in a an ass-kicking mood ready to plow with Mickey Rourke (who happens to look a lot like Gary Lang) and hunt down those terrible criminals. Now with the amount of violence and can I say writing talent, this picture should be the top of the most wanted list. But again don't let that stop you.

Left of the Dial: It's not the post punk chronicles, but the ideological war of words. Leftists unite to listen to Al Franken and all those other goddamn liberals on Air America. And Frankenly, you should too.

North Country: I once heard someone give these formulas for easy oscars:
For docs: make a Holocaust picture.
For actresses: get ugly.
For directing: Make sure you're last name is either Howard or Eastwood, not Scorsese.
Anyways, number two seems to be pretty right. Halle Berry did it, and of course Charlize reeeealllllyyyyy did it, but here she's going for the repeat. She's got the nod, all she needs are the votes. Man, by this rule, Fay Dunaway's got nothin on me.

Rent: We can sing! I love that dude from Law & Order. Jesse L. Martin should just sing the theme song in Rent and nothing else. (For your convience, you can find it here: http://www.tripletsandus.com/80s/tv_theme_wav.htm ) Listen to it and love it. And don't worry, nobody's looking when you are doin the air guitar.

The Weatherman: I heard tings. Good tings. It's not every day that the lead character gets coke thrown on him. AND it's not every day that Nic Coppola Cage gets coke thrown on him, although some would argue it should be. That's mean, you bastards.
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Staff Pix:

Lauren's halfway there. But no movies, yet. Sheeesh.

**Thanks to those who showed up at our Anti-Valentine's day gig. Hope we left you feeling warm fuzzies inside.

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02:14 (heart's content)

Hey'all

So here we are on the eve of the most hated days of all.....Tuesday! No, no, you know what I mean. Of course it's Valentine's Day. Now, I don't want to hear any moping from you, unless you are mourning Nam Jun Paik's death two weeks ago (look him up, it's worth it). It is a day to celebrate and laugh at all those suckers who give into the corporate fleecing of america just so you can get a little somethin-somethin. It ain't worth it boy, well unless you really doooo love her. Now, this isn't me being a sourpuss, just say...a realist. So if you hate tuesdays, see waaaaaay below for any awesome night's events.

let me count the ways:

Cake: Not Layercake, not fruit cake, not even pie! Heathe Graham's latest STV gives us a new splash on love! It's almost if My Best Friend's Wedding, Wedding Date, and any other wedding romantic comedy made it, and this is what you wish you didn't get. And that my friends, was a run-on sentence.

Lost Embrace: Lord knows I love the Argentinians (check Holy Girl and Bottom of the Sea) but the cover on this disc is freeeeeaaaakkkkyyyy. The girl looks like a cracked-out Annie looking to do anything for a hit. Suffice to say it's not the most flattering picture, something like my damn sexy yearbook photo.

Mirrormask: From the twisted minds of Neil Gaiman and Dave McKean comes what makes little nerds scream!! Jim Henson studio gave a helping hand on this wierd world of who know's what. And that my friends, it aliteration at it's best.

nine lives: I will probably get a lot of heat for this, but humor me a litte: The name of this film is nine lives, which feature nine different women. Derrida tells us to look at the term nine lives and read into it Barthian style and conclude that nine lives signifies a feline...yes?...which is an overall symbol for femininity...yes?...So is it really a clever title or way too easy of answer? damn.

Saw II: Dude....I'm saw there.

Zathura: I can't say this title without sound like that "wolf" dude. "ZZAathuuurraaa!!!" Jumanji kicked ass, just ask Rick, he'll tell you the same. Now come ZZAathuuurraaa!!! but no Rhinos in this one.
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New staff Recs!
Mark: My bloody Valentine: Mark's getting into it and you should too. Try Detour, Leave her to heaven or My Bloody Valentine, Live!
Rick: Chris Penn 1965-2006: Our hearts go out to the Penns, whose brother was really an underrated actor.
Andy: Public Interventions: Take one part prank, two parts Situationists and you get these hoodlums that change everyday-often neglected parts of life.
Megs: Dying Alone: God, this is soooo goth. I don't think she's saying something quietly, but maybe she's trying to tell you something.
Gracie: No More...films about dystopia: Apocalypse, doomsday, big brother and even dystopia are on Grace's thoughts. Somebody help her.
Lauren: She doesn't have a new one cos she sits on her ass. Got off your ass Lauren!
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VALENTINE'S DAY MASSACRE!!!

Come to the Huron Substation tomorrow for a special screening of the Neo-Noir classic, THE KILLERS!!

Drinks at 7
Film at 9
$5 (suggested)

go to: www.vidtheque.com for details.

goodbye and lay off the rocky road!!

Valentine's Day Massacre!! 2/14 THE KILLERS (1964) screening

01:31 (belated/weekend)

Hey all

Yeah, yeah I know we've, er I've been slacking on this here thingy, but let me tell you my friend, these sweet hands haven't been lonely. They've been busy writing for $15,000, so give a guy (or girl) a break. So enough ballyhoo, here's what you missed because we are such slackers!

agaetis byrun:

Corpse Bride: This babe is hot, I only wish that my little lady will take on a similar appearance on the happiest days of our lives (I will break for you to scoff) Ok. But teased kid/adult goth Tim Burton returns to his love of meticulous working processes with his bride. Any chance that Vincent Price has a voice cameo in this one too?

In Her Shoes: It ain't her shoes I wanna get into! Oh mna, that was way too easy. But Toni Collette likes to fight with Cameron Diaz, Shirley Maclane is still feisty, and your boyfriend hates for making him see this movie.

Legend of Zorro: I ain't even gonna try.

The Virgin Spring: My main man Bergman gets his when the good ol folks at Criterion have finally released The Virgin Spring on slick-ass DVD. Wes Craven, you are so not worthy.

The War Within: The world ain't what it used to be. A Pakistani (substituting for an Arab, Iranian, Iraqi, etc) has a sudden break in morality when he's set to bomb NYC. Conscience is a bitch sometimes.

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Many A New Things A Happening!!

First: If you haven't been by in sometime, swing by and enjoy our new look! Yup, we've updated our shelves (a whole foot taller, sorry shorty), put in a bunch of new sections and directors (i.e. William Klein, Bardot, Nolan, Anders, etc) and even went to trouble of hanging some new posters. They're big, beautiful and heavy as hell.
Second: Staff picks next week!
Third: Don't be lame! Do something this Valentine's Day. On the dreaded day in question, we will be screening The Killers as part of our Valentine's Day Massacre! Tuesday 2/14/06 Huron 9pm Substation, more details soon.

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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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12:20 (patent pending)

Sup yo

So, the toothless she-devil exclaimed to me the other day that these little bloggies are losing their "umph." Hark! I replied, is that the sound of your dignity leaving you? Well, unfortunately it was just me and not her dignity, but I vowed from that day on to show her my smile every day. My big smile, with ALL of my teeth.

It's like a sibling rivalry, only better:

Brothers Grimm: Oh man, I don't know what's worse: the cover art on this thing, or Matt Damon's mole. It just looks at you, never looking away, taunting you, saying "Hello, little one. Care from guacoMOLE?!" And then you train yourself to wander your eye over to Monica Bellucci's cleverly placed cleavage. Not that you know, one would notice such a thing. Sigh, come back Terry, we miss you.

Exorcism of Emily Rose: What better time than Jesus's birthday to release a film about the devil? Awesome I say! Marketing is getting better these days, are for that reason alone you should rent this. No pea soup or spiderwalk here, but some really wierd contortions, and some butt ugly grimaces. Based on a "true" story, The Exorcism of Emily Rose is great holiday treat!!

Four Brothers: Mark Walhberg revisits his funky bunch daze, only he's not rocking the Calvin's. It's too bad that Marky left the hip hop world for movies, and I quote:
Yo! It's about that time
To bring forth the rhythm and the rhyme
I'm a get mine so get yours
I wanna see sweat comin' out your pores
On the house tip is how I'm swingin' this
Strictly Hip-Hop boy, I ain't singin' this
Bringing this to the entire nation
Black, white, red, brown
Feel the vibration
Unity, that's what this movie's all about.

Must Love Dogs: Must...hang...oneself.

Novemeber: No Stoopid, this is December. Don't you see Festivus is just around the corner! Courtney Cox dodges the Monica and plays Sophie, a photographer whose lover is killed during a robbery. The rest, I will let Michelle Piekarus from imdb.com summarize: But as she struggles to get over the murder, Sophie's life begins to change, leaving her clueless as to what's coming. But worst of all, the line between reality and fantasy is beginning to shatter. ....uh, what?

Serenity: Oh man, people realllllly love this show. (I quietly scoff and ooze when nobody's looking). Well, where the show Firefly left off, Serenity picks up. Sci-fi buffs and nerds alike lined up and around the corner to fill the pockets of Josh Whedon and get their galatic hits fulfilled. I still say that Dawson's Creek is waaaayyy better, but you don't see a freakin movie being made. But that might because Tom doesn't let Katie out after dark.

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New Staff Recs!!

Meg: Dental Days: Not that she's the toothless devil, but coincidently, her picks are about teeth, lack of, and those who extract. Nervous about seeing your dentist? Watch one of these and your blood pressure will shoot straight up!
Andy: These movies are upside down: Literally. He's gone off the deep end. Lord help us.
Paul: Axes of Evil: Ha! not just a clever pun, but a collection of those old battle axes. No! not your wife, but rather real axes used as the weapon of choice in these thrillers. Hhhheeeerrrrreeeeee'''''ssssss Johnny!

Please have warm and friendly christmas, don't get caught up in all that capitalist bargains, but do meet with friends, family and loved ones. And remember everybody loves a dvd! Best wishes and be merry.

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