Movie review

We recently borrowed 'Waiting for Guffman' and 'Boogie Nights' from a friend of Andy's.

'Waiting for Guffman' was about the funniest thing I've ever seen. It's a fake documentary on Blaine, Missouri, and the small town's sesquicentennial play. The whole time we're laughing our heads off, thinking this is the most absurd thing I've ever seen, part of me is remembering that Fourth of July play I was in when I was 8. Unless you've seen a small town's celebration or been in a church play you don't realize how dangerously close they come to the truth. There are people out there that take this kind of thing seriously! Which of course helps in it's absurdity.

'Boogie Nights' just plain stunk. I was sick of the thing half way through and with about 30 minutes left I got out of the room as fast as I could. I could not watch one more minute of it. It was about the most disgusting, depressing, sickening piece of crap I have ever watched. I don't understand how it could possibly be considered a good movie. It had all the art school tricks. It tried to be a deep movie. But I thought it was just plain gross. The only redeeming thing (if you can call it that) about it at all was that it was about porn. Huh huh...porn. Sorry folks, in case you hadn't guessed, I hated the thing.

I guess you have to have bad movie experiences to make the good ones stand out more.