Hey
So I had written something really, really funny but then tried to post it and myspace went postal. Thus, with my apologies, you get my lazy truncated version. (But pssh it ain't a good week anyway):
Suckas!
Lords of Dogtown: Rad Dude!
Robots: No affiliation to Asimov
Billy Jack 35th Ann. Box Set: "I'm gonna take this side of my foot to meet that side of your face."
I am so sorry.
www.vidtheque.com
Monday, September 26, 2005
Monday, September 19, 2005
09:20 (plank walker)
Hey Hey Hey
Who be a pirate's favorite soul singer?
ARRR Kelly!!
Arr ye wee scalliwags!! Be herest ye maties, wantin ye information regarding ye this week's wee dvds! Arr! Darn beelow awaits yee's dead mans chest full wee booty! So beheest yeeself mate, and enjoy yee pirate's treasure! Arr!!
ahoy! ye ponty scum!
Adventures of Sharkboy & Lavagirl: Yarr!! Me loves me a good adventure! Yee young scalliwag, sharkboy (me hates sharks!) and princess Lavagirl (me hearties) travel in vast hopes of buried treasure! Nay! A young lad dreams of friends and some ye great adventures! Sail away matey!
Born into Brothels: Nay! This story even make Ol' Greenbeard shed a wee tear. It be thee winner of thee 2005 oscar for best documentary. Thee oscar be made out of gold, and wee scalliwags be big fans of yee gold! Arr! If yee can take children prostitutes, then yee matey is for this!
Desperate Housewives: Argh!! They wenches can be me housewife and yee won't be desperate anymore, eh polly?! Argh, he he he!! Big loser from late night's emmy, Desperate Housewives makes television worth watching again-ARGH!
Inside Deep Throat: Ahoy! This be any pirate's moving picture! Just be Linda Lovelace and a bit of rum, me buried treasure and arr! Arr!! Deep Throat be that scalliwag One-Eyed Willie's favorite past time!! Arr!
It's all gone pete tong: Scurvy he ain't got! He gone deaf!! Arr! and that ain't too good for being a dj! Arr! Me thinks he be turin to a life of piratin!
The Longest Yard: Me be telling yee that thee longest yard surely is when yee be walkin the plank! They be no tangled mystery when ye being eaten by big hungry sharks and a tickin gator. Me thinks that scum Sandler be too slow to save ye. Smee be washing the poop deck with em. Arr!
No Direction Home: Arr! Bob Dylan be needing someone in thee crows nest to know where he be going. Begin to look like thee rollin like a stone ain't workin too well for him, Arr! Maybe he best be turing that damn geetar into a mighty raft!! It be flowing better than any ol song he be trying to sing. Arr!
Turtles Can Fly: Nay!! They be swimmin under me ship! I eats em over a vast open flame!! Arr! Mmm, the shell best be used for ornaments and skin boots! Arr!
Voyages: Arr!! me be searching for me pirate's booty. X marks the spot it does! Best not be hunting me buried treasure, or yee will get yours! Like that scalliwag Dylan, Mark en Winchell!! Arr!! Arr!! Arr!!
Aye Matey!! Don't be a rakish lad and go out an hunt for treasure!! But not mee treasure!!
www.vidtheque.com.arr
** the preceeding is brought to you by the national committee for talk like a pirate day (Sept. 19)
Who be a pirate's favorite soul singer?
ARRR Kelly!!
Arr ye wee scalliwags!! Be herest ye maties, wantin ye information regarding ye this week's wee dvds! Arr! Darn beelow awaits yee's dead mans chest full wee booty! So beheest yeeself mate, and enjoy yee pirate's treasure! Arr!!
ahoy! ye ponty scum!
Adventures of Sharkboy & Lavagirl: Yarr!! Me loves me a good adventure! Yee young scalliwag, sharkboy (me hates sharks!) and princess Lavagirl (me hearties) travel in vast hopes of buried treasure! Nay! A young lad dreams of friends and some ye great adventures! Sail away matey!
Born into Brothels: Nay! This story even make Ol' Greenbeard shed a wee tear. It be thee winner of thee 2005 oscar for best documentary. Thee oscar be made out of gold, and wee scalliwags be big fans of yee gold! Arr! If yee can take children prostitutes, then yee matey is for this!
Desperate Housewives: Argh!! They wenches can be me housewife and yee won't be desperate anymore, eh polly?! Argh, he he he!! Big loser from late night's emmy, Desperate Housewives makes television worth watching again-ARGH!
Inside Deep Throat: Ahoy! This be any pirate's moving picture! Just be Linda Lovelace and a bit of rum, me buried treasure and arr! Arr!! Deep Throat be that scalliwag One-Eyed Willie's favorite past time!! Arr!
It's all gone pete tong: Scurvy he ain't got! He gone deaf!! Arr! and that ain't too good for being a dj! Arr! Me thinks he be turin to a life of piratin!
The Longest Yard: Me be telling yee that thee longest yard surely is when yee be walkin the plank! They be no tangled mystery when ye being eaten by big hungry sharks and a tickin gator. Me thinks that scum Sandler be too slow to save ye. Smee be washing the poop deck with em. Arr!
No Direction Home: Arr! Bob Dylan be needing someone in thee crows nest to know where he be going. Begin to look like thee rollin like a stone ain't workin too well for him, Arr! Maybe he best be turing that damn geetar into a mighty raft!! It be flowing better than any ol song he be trying to sing. Arr!
Turtles Can Fly: Nay!! They be swimmin under me ship! I eats em over a vast open flame!! Arr! Mmm, the shell best be used for ornaments and skin boots! Arr!
Voyages: Arr!! me be searching for me pirate's booty. X marks the spot it does! Best not be hunting me buried treasure, or yee will get yours! Like that scalliwag Dylan, Mark en Winchell!! Arr!! Arr!! Arr!!
Aye Matey!! Don't be a rakish lad and go out an hunt for treasure!! But not mee treasure!!
www.vidtheque.com.arr
** the preceeding is brought to you by the national committee for talk like a pirate day (Sept. 19)
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Jean-Luc Godard's BREATHLESS - TOMORROW (Thu) Cinema at the Station
Pardon the short notice, but TOMORROW NIGHT, Thursday 9/15, Huron SubStation and your favorite independent DVD store in South Pasadena, Videothèque, will present another installment of Cinema at the Station, our twice-monthly "movie and drinks" nights.This time, we present Jean-Luc Godard's 1960 film Breathless. Renowned for its groundbreaking use of handheld photography and unorthodox editing, Breathless stands as possibly the most quintessential piece in the Nouvelle Vague (French New Wave) genre.
Originally titled À bout de souffle, Breathless stars Jean Seberg as sexy Patricia Franchini, an American student and aspiring journalist who gets caught up with Michel Poiccard (Jean-Paul Belmondo), a Bogart-esque fugitive on the run from the law after stealing a car and killing a policeman. Frantic car chases and passionate lovemaking accent the duo's amoral odyssey through the streets of Paris trying to collect money he's owed so the two can escape to Italy.
Don't miss our presentation of Breathless tomorrow night, projected in large-scale, full digital quality. Beer and wine will be served at our donation-based bar (with ID), or BYOB! Come early and socialize over drinks to the sounds of our lounge DJ. Here's where it all takes place:
Huron SubStation
2640 Huron St.
Los Angeles (Highland Park), CA 90065
And here's a map!
Music & drinks starting at 7:30pm.
The movie begins at 9:00pm.
$7 entry cover keeps these events happening.
For more information, please visit the Videothèque website or the Huron SubStation website.
IMPORTANT NOTICE: To make things a little easier on the 9-to-5ers, the showtime for all other future Cinema at the Station events is being changed to 8:30 PM. (This does not affect the Breathless screening.)
Also, don't miss our ongoing Videothèque @ Chouinard World Film Series held twice monthly at the Chouinard School of Art in South Pasadena.
Monday, September 5, 2005
09:06 (say yes say yes)
Hey all
Phwew! Certainly you've noticed that there has been a lack of expression here (via blog blogging), and it's no fault of our own except it is. Simply said, we've been lazy. So for that you will have to forgive us. Chances are though, you too were out fubbling about, throwing fits in other video stores. (Pssh, I'll let you in on a little secret: you know we love you when we let you sign your credit card slip with the blue pen, not the red). Anyways, to get yourself over these summertime blues, here are the latest of plastic round things:
Easy does it:
Crash: No it's not the Cronenberg picture, but the latest from first time director/verteran writer Paul Haggis. Featuring a flurry of characters (not having sex in the backseat) on a hot summer day in Los Angeles throwing around words and bigotry like it's Paris Hilton. Definitely a hot ticket item that will always be checked out. Come early!
The Holy Girl: I checked this out over the weekend and tried sooooo hard to watch it, but alas never got to. Now I'm jealous of all those who will watch it and like it, thinking that they are privy to something special. When they ain't. See? Anyways, Lucrecia Martel brings us her follow up to La Cienega (which you should see). Think an Argentinian bastard child of Claire Denis and Catherine Breillat. Spectacular.
Lost: Second to only that of Desperate Housewives, ABC's new series features people running around in circles, wondering where the hell they are. No, I know it's not that simple, but come on, they're on an island. Will someone build a damn hut already?
Punk Attitude: One day I went out to the mall and bought all the studs that Hot Topic could legally sell me, spiked my hair, laced up my twenty eyes, threw on some safety pins and put on my "vanity is a punk attitude" t-shirt and went the movies. Cuz you know, that's what punks do. I'm sorry, I just don't see the connection of punk ideals and staring at the mirror wondering if you look punk enough. As the title stipulates, it's certainly all about the attitude, not the look. So when you see some dude in a polo, don't think you can walk all over him, he just might stick his boot up yer arse. Oh yeah, this is a documentary about punk and it's music.
TaDa!
Some new staff recs!
Paul: Vengeance as Therapy: Over time you begin to notice liitle nuances that make you think about the psychological state of your fellow co-workers. If "sweet relief" didn't make you question, certainly this one will. I'm sure Paul's fine, but the characters in his section may need a bit of shackles.
Andy: Survival 101: School's back in and for some, `it ain't easy. School sucks, but it's even worse when you have to watch out for the guns, drugs and fellow class members. Not everything is Bayside high.
Meg: Edith's big Head: Yup, the film fashion guru finally gets her do, thanks to megs. Check out her collection of Hitch pictures, Hepburn and even 10 commandments. "Thou shall be dress by thee known as Head!"
a wonderful return to grace. Oh yeah! Come say hello to new girl Grace! She's friendly and full on smiles, tattoos and piercings! she'll gladly entertain your questions.
see ya!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
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!
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!
Monday, August 15, 2005
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.
*************************************
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
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.
*************************************
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
Monday, August 1, 2005
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...
****************
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
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...
****************
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
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