I hope you’ve all had a great week! Personally, I’ve been enjoying myself, although I haven’t had much time for movie watching. In fact, I only managed to see two films for review, one of which you can read right here, the other which will go live next Wednesday: John Wick: Chapter 3 – Parabellum and Rocketman. To tide you all over until we reach that point, I will say I dug John Wick a good deal, albeit with caveats, while Rocketman struggles with formula but takes some massive swings for the fences.
At home, I only managed to watch two films, and one of them I’d seen before. That was Life Itself, the 2018 nightmare that I wholeheartedly love for its terribleness. I watched it with my brother for the first time since its release, and I can’t wait until I get a chance to write about it for my long overdue Worst of 2018 list. Meanwhile, I’ve also been watching John Singleton’s seminal Boyz N The Hood, in honor of his recent passing, and while I’m only halfway through, it really is quite something. It’s that type of electrifying filmmaking that only comes along once in a while, and Singleton is a talent who will be missed. Naturally, when Netflix dropped The Lonely Island’s The Unauthorized Bash Brothers Experience, I was immediately onboard, and I’m glad I was: what a weird, insanely funny little film, filled with some terrific music. And on the subject of weird cult projects, I also showed my brother Dude Bro Party Massacre III, which is absolutely my style of dumb comedy.
As for TV, it’s been mostly more of the same, although that “same” also included the end of two of the most important series of the 2010s. On the one hand, you had Veep going out in top-form, likely earning Emmys for Tony Hale and Julia Louis-Dreyfus. And then on the other, you had Game of Thrones, which followed up the well-shot, well-formed “The Bells” with one of the laziest series finales of all time. Yikes, was it bad. At least we still have Barry, which only ended its second season, and did so on an exciting high note. On Tuesdays, I watched Fosse/Verdon, which finally reached the exciting period of Chicago and Lenny, and Wednesday brought two quip-heavy episodes of What We Do In The Shadows. Saturday Night Live came to a respectful end with host Paul Rudd, even if that opening sketch was unwatchably bad. And speaking of SNL, I started Aidy Bryant’s Hulu series Shrill, which I’m finding fairly entertaining. Similarly, I started watching Phoebe Waller-Bridge’s Fleabag, which is funny, sharp, and perfectly acted – essentially, totally my jam. I finally got around to watching The Big Bang Theory finale, which seemed like a solid conclusion to an oft-maligned but incredibly popular show. And I made sure to watch Live In Front of a Studio Audience, which was weirdly entertaining, but mostly made me want to go back and watch old All In The Family episodes – which I did, multiple times. And outside of the visual mediums, I went to recital for my operatic brother and a high school friend of ours, featuring a variety of hits from musical theatre, which was a solid palette cleanser, and I started a new podcast the literary folks on this site should absolutely check out: Listen Stephen, Stephen Listen, a podcast created by two friends from college discussing and dissecting every Stephen King book ever written. It’s sharp and funny and an excellent way to spend an extended car ride. Check it out!
Well, that wraps up this week’s What I Watched, What You Watched. I’m trying to get back on track with my reviews for this site, as well as movie news, so expect the next few weeks to feature a massive surge of posts in honor of our third anniversary. Until then, you can comment below with the movies you’ve been watching, as well as your thoughts on what I’ve been watching. See you all next week!