I have seen some pips lately. Julie and Julia (cudos for Meryl, raspberries for Amy in the reviews, what do they know anyway) was so delightful we all applauded at the end. Well, true Meryl was brilliant. Both the actress and her character were so well known, yet I totally bought her as Julia Child, so consummate is the art of this wondrous actress. And I liked Amy Adams, too, ditzy, bored with her life, feeling left behind (familiar feeling for this gal, too), and finding something to jazz up her life. Then I saw (500) Days of Summer, hugely well reviewed, and I thought ho-hum. Liked the main characters, liked that is was the guy who gets paralyzed with pain in the breakup, and it was OK. However, In The Loop was amazing, full of British pithy wit and nuance. Even beefy James Gandolfini could not ruin it for me. And last night, we saw Adam with that adorable Hugh Dancy (remember him as Grigg in The Jane Austen Book Club?) All about Asberger's syndrome, parental culpability, coming of age, finding your niche, a whole bunch of stuff at once, and full of quiet moments of just human stuff, an eloquent little movie, just so special, without becoming maudlin or saccharine. I felt really happy leaving the theatre, always a sign of something extraordinary happening there. And, oh my, the previews! There's an Ang Lee film about Woodstock that looks dynamite. The golden boys, the Coen brothers, have another one in the works, A Serious Man, that looks like a Woody Allen clone, and that dynamite Sideways guy, Paul Giamatti, is coming in Cold Soul, an imaginative movie like one of my favorites, Stranger Than Fiction, where a malcontent puts his soul in cryogenic storage. Oh, boy, lots of amazement and more coming! How sweet is that! All at the smart people's movie theatre! Paradise!
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