<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:04:52.131-07:00</updated><category term='Western'/><category term='Bitties'/><category term='Critique the Critic'/><category term='Journal Two'/><category term='Bourne Ultimatum'/><category term='Montage'/><title type='text'>A Journey Into the Interior : Elliot's Brain</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-4988791664592069463</id><published>2008-04-17T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T07:10:04.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berto Altman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.gettyimages.com/creative/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/USE_Altman-lower-res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 260px;" src="http://blogs.gettyimages.com/creative/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/USE_Altman-lower-res.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robert Altman has pretty interesting directing style I feel that through much of the films he merely leads you through the plot. He in effect doesn't command you to watch something, he more so suggests things to look at. That's really confusing, but then again so are his movies. Like say in Nashville, he constantly jumps from one character to the other. At first this leaves you wondering if there is something that connects them all, but then because they all seem so disconnected this idea soon vanishes. Not only is his "free flowing camera" really confusing, but so is he use of dialog,  or trialog as I'm going to call it because there is never just two people talking, we tend to hear other conversations or people talking on top of the characters shown in the frame. I didn't understand where he was coming from with The Player. He really didn't seem like the murder mystery type from his first two movies, but alas a creative mind can never be truly understood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-4988791664592069463?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/4988791664592069463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=4988791664592069463' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4988791664592069463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4988791664592069463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/04/berto-altman.html' title='Berto Altman'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-4122672243415756182</id><published>2008-03-27T22:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:13:29.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kurosawasan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.russiablog.org/KurosawaAtWork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 262px;" src="http://www.russiablog.org/KurosawaAtWork.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah I don't know Japanese, but I feel if I were to talk to Akira Kurosawa right now I'd probably call him that. Akira was a masterful film maker, able to control seemingly every aspect of his craft. I really enjoyed that we got to watch a movie from a plethora of periods of his career. His later films, Yojimbo and Ran really captured my attention, whereas Stray Dog, made me want to quit school and get a GED. I think I enjoyed them because they combined both comedy and action into a sweet samurai flick. One of Kurosawa's more admirable traits is how he was able to tie in the weather in his movies. He didn't shoot them on a back lot of a studio, so he used the weather to his advantage to really put more emotion in the film.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-4122672243415756182?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/4122672243415756182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=4122672243415756182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4122672243415756182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4122672243415756182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/03/kurosawasan.html' title='Kurosawasan'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-3105962550952766803</id><published>2008-03-09T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T18:29:21.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny Isn't Here, Mrs. Torrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.filmsy.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/TheShining1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 269px; height: 386px;" src="http://www.filmsy.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/10/TheShining1980.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt; (1980) directed by none other than Stanley Kubrick is potentially the most awesomely weird movie I've ever seen. More reminiscent of his&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 2001: A Space Odyssey&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt; is a monumental sci-fi/horror film which takes place almost exclusively in the very empty and very "haunted" Overlook Hotel. Jack Torrance and his family, wife Wendy and son Danny, move into the resort after getting a job as the off-season caretaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the movie everyone noticed how many tracking shots are used. Practically 80% of the film is composed of tracking shots. Kubrick was actually one of the first directors to use a steadicam as it was invented just 4 years before the making of this movie. This movie has had such an impact on the rest of the history of movies, as apparently Spielberg and Scorsese both  were hugely influenced by the frequent low tracking shot seen in the flick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt; I kept thinking to myself what the hell, this is so weird. The first hour of the movie we are introduced to psychics and a strangely possessed child, and then it get progressively more out there as time goes on.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoiler Warning!&lt;/span&gt; At the end of the movie Jack goes insane and tries to kill his family, just as the previous care taker Charles Grady. I've been thinking about this for the last like two hours, and I feel there is no logical explanation for what I've just seen. I've come to the conclusion that the hotel is a connection to the past, which people who are untrained with their gift of the shining are able to open up this connection and fuse both the present and past. With Danny there, the past is able to open into the future, and the ghosts of those killed are thus reincarnated into real people. I feel there are too many "loopholes" for anyone explanation to work, which is what intrigues me about this movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-3105962550952766803?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/3105962550952766803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=3105962550952766803' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3105962550952766803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3105962550952766803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/03/danny-isnt-here-mrs-torrance.html' title='Danny Isn&apos;t Here, Mrs. Torrance'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-2942836259586779113</id><published>2008-02-29T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T05:31:43.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hitchcockian</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thedigitalbits.com/reviews2/hitchcock01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.thedigitalbits.com/reviews2/hitchcock01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When I was a little kid, I remember watching The Birds, thinking that this was the scariest movie ever created. For some reason however, whereas Jurassic Park made me not want to watch, The Birds kept me staring at the screen with fear. This unit has really taught me about the amazingness that is Alfred Hitchcock. I really liked the fact that he makes an effort to really include the audience as almost a character in the movie. By using tons of subjective shots, we see what the character does almost making us that character. In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rear Window&lt;/span&gt;, all of the parts where they look out upon the courtyard are subjective. So when Lisa goes into Thorwald's apartment, we really feel it right in our gut. His early work, which i feel kind of didn't have this made me not really like them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-2942836259586779113?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/2942836259586779113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=2942836259586779113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/2942836259586779113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/2942836259586779113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/02/hitchcockian.html' title='Hitchcockian'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-3481702351482224485</id><published>2008-02-24T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T19:14:08.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>''How do you manage to shoot women and children?'' ''Easy. You don't lead them so far.''</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1176/823033990_27e675386a_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1176/823033990_27e675386a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Full Metal Jacket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1987) is in my opinion one of Stanley Kubrick's greatest works. (Granted I've only seen like four of them, so take that with a grain of salt.)  As in many of his other flicks, Kubrick is seen as very critical of man's choice to partake in wars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; The movie is split up into two distinct parts: a Training Camp and Vietnam. At the training camp we meet Sergeant Hartman, who's job is to produce killing machines. He often bullies a dimwitted and overweight man by the name of Leonard Lawrence, whom he nick name's Gomer Pyle. After getting all of the recruits in trouble. Long story short, all the bullying makes Leonard go crazy and kill the Serge. The latter half of the film follows a character introduced in the first half as he makes his way through Vietnam during the Tet Offensive. The movie shows how the army uses dehumanizing tactics to make murderers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-3481702351482224485?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/3481702351482224485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=3481702351482224485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3481702351482224485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3481702351482224485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/02/how-do-you-manage-to-shoot-women-and.html' title='&apos;&apos;How do you manage to shoot women and children?&apos;&apos; &apos;&apos;Easy. You don&apos;t lead them so far.&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-5372238748171073176</id><published>2008-02-14T05:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:43:06.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paths of Glory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/paths-of-glory-DVDcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 368px;" src="http://www.teachwithmovies.org/guides/paths-of-glory-DVDcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paths of Glory&lt;/span&gt;, one of Stanley Kubrick's earlier films depicts a battle during WWI in the French trenches. This film is widely regarded as one of his better films. Now I may be going out on a limb, but in the first 15 minutes of this film a feeling of immense satire over took my body. Probably because the film opens with a huge palace occupied by one of the commanding generals. The French troops are ordered by their superiors to attack the Ant Hill, a station which the German's have been able to hold for the past year. One of the main incentives of this attack is for General Mireau to get another star. He is willing to kill 65% of the troops to do this. Kubrick clearly was influenced by the cannon-fodder theory of war. Where military personnel are treated as expendable in the face of fire, as seen in the scene where he orders an attack on his on troops who haven't yet ran into the death zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel he shows the corruptness that power and ranking bring to a person. In the first recon mission. A drunken Lieutenant Paris, becomes confused and kills one of his own men. He then says to Roget, "Have you ever tried to bring charges against an office? It's my word against yours, you know, and whose word do you think they're gonna believe- or, let me put it another way, whose word do you think they're going to accept?" This quote shows the totalitarian form of power held by high ranking officials, with no check or balances they are free to be huge asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts of the film was the final scene, after a bunch of innocent men were sent to a firing squad because they were too weak. Dax played by Kirk, comes in on a conversation between Mireau and Broulard , another high ranking official where Mireau is informed there will be an inquiry on his actions during the attack on the ant hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2uKZdr9L5Y&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P2uKZdr9L5Y&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this works, but this is the firing squad scene, it really captures Kubrick's directing style, where the soldiers are shown at high angle signifying their unimportance, and the Colonels are show at a low angle showing power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-5372238748171073176?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/5372238748171073176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=5372238748171073176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/5372238748171073176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/5372238748171073176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2008/02/paths-of-glory.html' title='Paths of Glory'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-1892361457866279402</id><published>2007-12-19T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T14:58:21.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do Or Not To Do The Right Thing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"Do the Right Thing" chronicles race relations between a black population and three intruding white business owners in Bed-Stuy New York, which I feel masterfully portrays how stupid racism is. The film starts off very relaxed, but as the heat burns on racism and hatred start popping up everywhere. One scene which I feel shows the stupidity of racism is when a character of each race starts shouting racist slang directly at the camera. It shows how all of these people are racist against each other, which basically them all the same, hence there should be no racism.&lt;br /&gt;The Film Climax's with a violent riot, where people are killed and shops are burned. Mookie arguably the main character starts the riot by throwing a garbage can through the window of Sal's restaurant. It gets ransacked and burned. Mookie didn't do the right thing, there are better ways to get over the grief of loosing a loved one, that destruction. P.S. I loved the intro Rosie Perez is a bomb dancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-1892361457866279402?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/1892361457866279402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=1892361457866279402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/1892361457866279402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/1892361457866279402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/12/to-do-or-not-to-do-right-thing.html' title='To Do Or Not To Do The Right Thing?'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-833668882958796241</id><published>2007-12-11T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T18:17:45.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One word : Epic.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Battle of Algiers&lt;/span&gt;, was actually a fairly interesting historical narrative pertaining to an insurgency in the East. "Film Studies" written by Michael Kaufman (New York Times) parallels this battle to the new battle raging on in the Middle East. Privately screened at the Pentagon in relation to the way to win the war in Iraq, this movie expertly showed a "people's war". Where the people's need for pride, stems deeper than even that of freedom. They fight so hard and play dirty just because they are tired of the abusive relationship they have with the French. Both articles bring up an interesting points, one being that it is impossible to fit this movie into neat partisan formulations. It relates to so many different topics and ideas that it serves as excellent viewing material for anyone of any nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially like the last line of Peter Rainer's little diddy, "&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; sides in this conflict have lost their souls, and that all men are carrion." It uses excellent diction, almost as vivid and riveting as the film itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-833668882958796241?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/833668882958796241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=833668882958796241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/833668882958796241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/833668882958796241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-word-epic.html' title='One word : Epic.'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-3561093786899417127</id><published>2007-11-28T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:07:59.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno Memento, Por Favor!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c7/Memento_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c7/Memento_poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Memento, directed by Christopher Nolan, was probably one of the most confusingly interesting movies I've ever watched. My favorite of the film noire movies (which is really redundant since it means movies black movies), I at first hated the fact that it was filmed in a crazy weird order with weird black and white scenes dispersed through out the movie to make it more confusing. I kind of think that seeing it over the course of like a week made it more confusing, as at the end being able to piece together all the scenes along with the black and white scenes made it somewhat easier to comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like Nolan's choice in using color (or lack there of) to really emphasis and help the viewer understand the differences in time frame of the scenes. The part where we see Sammy Jankis in a mental hospital in black and white, and then a quick shot of Teddy in color, which went unnoticed by me was really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S i really like photos like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-3561093786899417127?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/3561093786899417127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=3561093786899417127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3561093786899417127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3561093786899417127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/11/uno-memento-por-favor.html' title='Uno Memento, Por Favor!'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-8737219374079942575</id><published>2007-11-19T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T05:14:13.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss me Deadly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impawards.com/1955/posters/kiss_me_deadly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/1955/posters/kiss_me_deadly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie is possibly one of the best movies ever to be filmed. I can't even comprehend how so much drama, suspense and action can possibly be captured in one epic tale. Until the final scene of the movie, I found myself continually questioning the educational merit of this film. It is comprised of all together fairly normal scenes pertaining to the mysterious deaths of awesome characters like the auto mechanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final scene reminded me a lot of pandora's box. The ancient story of a girl given a box which she must never open. Curiosity gets the best of her, and she ends up releasing a wealth of badness upon mankind. The girl, opens up this mysterious box only to symbolically release the bane of human existence. While she only kills herself, it metaphorically speaks to the fearfulness given off by the cold war, and horror of nuclear bombs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-8737219374079942575?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/8737219374079942575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=8737219374079942575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/8737219374079942575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/8737219374079942575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/11/kiss-me-deadly.html' title='Kiss me Deadly'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-7289014699177166609</id><published>2007-11-14T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T10:06:07.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is how its gonna go, Babe</title><content type='html'>Over all this movie was really good, however i strongly dislike the lead female character as well as the lead male role. They both felt that they were extremely cool, and really smart and yet each of them was the cause of their own demise. The only character i liked was the daughter. She was extremely good looking, and smooth the entire movie all i could think about was spending a little time with her, if you know what i mean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lighting was very distinguished, in this entire film. The dark tones to this movie were felt very deeply when paired with the intense music. They made it really, difficult to stop watching, but also with the lack of intensely bright scenes it made me feel really sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-7289014699177166609?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/7289014699177166609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=7289014699177166609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7289014699177166609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7289014699177166609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-is-how-its-gonna-go-babe.html' title='This is how its gonna go, Babe'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-5079661579925027526</id><published>2007-11-06T15:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T16:06:12.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And they said</title><content type='html'>Arguably one of the best movies seen in Big Timmy's class, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Groundhog Day &lt;/span&gt;(Ramis 1993) forces it's viewers to empathize with the miserable existence of Bill Murray's character. Filled with joy, anguish, fear and passion the repetitious aspect of his life is taken for granted by him. I asked myself how many years was he stuck in this miserable little town, and while watching it picked it apart trying to prove as many thing in as improbable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One event that stood out was his final news "speech" if you want to call it that, Murray is sitting there surrounded by countless other new anchors and cheering folks. I just thought it strange that if everyone else has no recollection of anything that happened, how did they know  he was going to do anything special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie was terrific and after glancing at the article in TKlob's blog I definitely understand why for this whole movie I kind of thought it was poking fun of religion. I guess not poking fun of, but more showing the importance of. Because of the empathetical nature of this work, ideas are very easy to convey, which is why it's such an awesome movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-5079661579925027526?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/5079661579925027526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=5079661579925027526' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/5079661579925027526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/5079661579925027526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-they-said.html' title='And they said'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-8857280652389837884</id><published>2007-10-31T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T14:22:02.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>They Should Have Burned This Footage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bringing Up Baby had probably one of the worst plots to a movie that I have ever seen. Now don't get me wrong, I'm all for very far fetched plots but this one was just so out there and annoying it became impossible to enjoy. The beginning of the film, which is in my opinion the most important part of the movie, was so over the top and annoying that the rest of the movie was impossible to enjoy. Katherine Hepburn's ditsy acting, paired with Cary Grants blandness created out of the most uncomfortable and blood pressure raising introduction to a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted the movie wasn't a complete annoyance, partway through the film Hepburn's character actually partakes in more than one funny and clever scene. The part where her heel breaks and she walks around like an idiot was hilarious, as well as the part where she breaks out of the the jail by outwitting the deputy. Overall the moronic appearance of all of the characters just makes me really mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-8857280652389837884?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/8857280652389837884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=8857280652389837884' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/8857280652389837884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/8857280652389837884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/they-should-have-burned-this-footage.html' title='They Should Have Burned This Footage'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-4879008264906773825</id><published>2007-10-24T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T19:53:08.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Jill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/74/039_42483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 253px;" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/74/039_42483.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, the title is in reference not only to the fact that Quentin Tarentino's movies are heavily based off Leone's, but also to the fact that people wanted to kill Jill. I know I'm rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pun&lt;/span&gt;ny.  There goes another one. But anyways getting down to business, I rather liked  the aforementioned director Sergio Leone. Interestingly enough I can actually relate this movie to the other aforementioned movie Kill Bill Volumes 1 and 2.  Sadly enough I don't fully comprehend the complexities of either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once Upon a Time in the West &lt;/span&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/span&gt;. From what I do understand both Harmonica and The Bride, as Uma Thurman's character are often referred to, throughout the entire flick are each following the road to their arch nemeses. Which they succeed in killing both in dramatic ways, with a shootout and my personal favorite the Five-Point Exploding Heart Technique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also similar in each of the films is the directors use of motif when bringing in a character, like Harmonica and Jill, who have songs that play. In Kill Bill Oren Ishi, has special music when she enters a room as well. They also do lots of close shots on the characters. If this Evidence isn't enough to prove obvious similarities Tarantino is even quoted as saying, "Oh yeah, initially I was thinking this would be my &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dollars_Trilogy" title="Dollars Trilogy"&gt;Dollars Trilogy&lt;/a&gt;. I was going to do a new one every ten years. But I need at least fifteen years before I do this again" (Entertainment Weekly).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-4879008264906773825?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/4879008264906773825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=4879008264906773825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4879008264906773825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4879008264906773825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/kill-jill.html' title='Kill Jill'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-1117377876091671728</id><published>2007-10-16T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T11:50:03.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mein Führer! I can walk!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dvdbeaver.com/comparisons/comparisons/c_d/dr_strangelove/dr_strangelove_1ed07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.dvdbeaver.com/comparisons/comparisons/c_d/dr_strangelove/dr_strangelove_1ed07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bomb&lt;/u&gt;¸is critically acclaimed black comedy pertaining to a nuclear fallout caused by a deranged Brigadier General Jack D. Ripper. Feeling that the Soviet Union is behind the fluoridation of water in the United States, the cause as he sees it of his impotence, he takes it upon himself to protect “the precious bodily fluids” of America. He orders a fleet of B-52 bombers carrying nuclear payloads past their failsafe point deep into the heart of the Motherland.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The viewer is clueless to the mental sanity of the General at first, and is lead to believe that this is an actual military order. Inspecting further into the movie, the viewers finds out the true cause of the attack, and is led by Stanley Kubrick’s interesting directorial choices into possible fixes to the end of the world.   &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;When he first started writing the screenplay, it was Kubrick’s intention to purely adapt Peter George’s novel Red Alert into a film. But midway through, he realized that many of the most truthful elements of the film were ridiculously absurd, and thus he did what any person in his shoes would do, it changed the film into a nightmare comedy. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Filmed during one of Peter Sellers’ divorces Kubrick was forced to film entirely in England where Sellers’ battles took place, which gave need for Kubrick to make some interesting choices in set design. Made by Ken Adam, the four main sets were each masterfully crafted in Shepperton Studios.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Interestingly enough while attempted to recreate an authentic cockpit of a B-52, Adam was unable to actually visit a B-52 due to the secrecy that surrounded the state of the art plane. Unrelented, Adam built the set off of just a picture of the plane. Upon inspection by the U.S Air force, it was deemed a perfect substitute of the real thing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;The ending of the film, which depicts ex-Nazi Dr. Strangelove shouting “Mein Fuhrer, I can Walk!” is actually an alternative ending used by Kubrick because the first one was a “farce and not consistent with the satiric tone of the rest of the film” (Kubrick).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The original ending depicted all of the men in the war room engaging in a cream pie-fight of epic proportions. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;However there were so many pies flying around it became difficult to see who was speaking during this fight, so it had to be removed. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Also removed was an opening and ending narration voiced by a supposedly Alien onlooker reviewing the history of Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an “immature” individual, I found some of the funniest moments in the film arose from often funny names of the characters, such as Major King Kong, Colonel Bat Guano and Jack D. Ripper. The movie seemed almost like a toned down Austin Powers flick than any of Kubrick’s classics, like &lt;u&gt;A Clock Work Orange &lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;u&gt;Full Metal Jacket&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I would strongly suggest to view this movie to anyone, though having some understanding of the Cold War Era and history in general is often necessary to really understand the hilarity of this film.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-1117377876091671728?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/1117377876091671728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=1117377876091671728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/1117377876091671728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/1117377876091671728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/mein-fhrer-i-can-walk.html' title='Mein Führer! I can walk!'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-7190808055783167110</id><published>2007-10-11T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T10:07:38.760-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Western'/><title type='text'>To be or not to be, that is the question;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/54/039_20147~Chuck-Norris-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/54/039_20147~Chuck-Norris-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personally &lt;u&gt;My Darling Clementine,&lt;/u&gt; directed by John Ford, did not live up to my expectations as a western. Wyatt Earp the main protagonist is not the usual rough and tumble hero depicted in my favorite country themed flicks, &lt;u&gt;The Good, the Bad and the Ugly&lt;/u&gt;, and Walker Texas Ranger. Wyatt Earp is shown to be a caring almost girlish man, it seems he places more emphasis on making the town of Tombstone. Too much of the plot is worthless in my eyes, Ford seems to show meaningless scenes which play no role in the movement of the plot. Scenes like the raising of the Church, and the entire part about the Shakespearean artist play no role in making the plot more interesting. They only serve to further effeminate the main characters Doc and Wyatt. I think Ford was trying to romanticise the old West, which should never be done. There was no room for error out in the dessert it was not a romantic place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walker Texas ranger i feel does a much better job showing the true Western Hero. Yes, I know that Walker is from the 1990's and takes place in Texas, but it still has many elements of the great western thrown throughout. Like Wyatt, Walker doesn't carry or use a gun. He relies on his 3 time black belt karate skills, to bring down a myriad of armed assailants carrying knives swords and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;rocket launchers&lt;/span&gt;. In &lt;u&gt;My Darling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Clementine&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/u&gt;at any point where Wyatt is in real danger, he mysteriously procures a gun and shoots the bandit. A Western should depict a heroic character, stronger enough to fend on his own, beating up bad guys and then going out to his hot woman for some loving. A true &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;American&lt;/span&gt; hero is portrayed in Westerns, which in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; doesn't happen with Wyatt Earp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Granted the movie was fairly decent Ford did an excellent job directing and putting his ideas on screen, in my opinion it just doesn't meet my expectations for a true American Western&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-7190808055783167110?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/7190808055783167110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=7190808055783167110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7190808055783167110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7190808055783167110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/to-be-or-not-to-be-that-is-question.html' title='To be or not to be, that is the question;'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-6088047006217856894</id><published>2007-10-03T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:21:46.946-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montage'/><title type='text'>And With Every Shot You Show A Little Improvement, To Show It All Would Take Too Long</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sven.medienbildung-magdeburg.net/citizenkane/bilder/ch_norton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 169px;" src="http://sven.medienbildung-magdeburg.net/citizenkane/bilder/ch_norton.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Citizen Kane, Orson Welles' awarding flick about the pitiful life of millionaire businessman, is regarded as one of the best films ever created. Sitting in class staring "It's terrific!" plastered in big bold letters across a 40's era poster of this movie, I found myself wondering why is this movie so well respected. At first glance it appears to be a lame black and white movie about the hardships of having your childhood ripped out from underneath you. While watching it the main thing that stood out too me was how, in an age where CGI was unheard of, Welles was able to tell a story that darted too and fro in the space time continuum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to his relatively small budget Welles had to be creative with his modes of shooting, as is seen in the election scenes, as well as the final scene showing the numerous goods he had amassed in his life. He used different techniques to make the scenery appear much more grand that it was in actuality. Painting the election hall on a canvas, not only saved money but also showed of his true ingenuity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The make up is what i noticed most during the movie, shorts during the time of his death compared to shots when he was younger, it's seen though with some difficulty the extensive use of make up used on the set. One of my personal favorite scenes was the montage clip showing his relationship with Emily Monroe Kane. With each cut years are added on, showing not only their fruitless marriage, but also more subtly showing the excellent make up work used on set.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-6088047006217856894?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/6088047006217856894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=6088047006217856894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/6088047006217856894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/6088047006217856894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-with-every-shot-you-show-little.html' title='And With Every Shot You Show A Little Improvement, To Show It All Would Take Too Long'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-2824471335031014979</id><published>2007-10-01T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:54:38.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Journal Two'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bitties'/><title type='text'>Some Like It Hot, and I'm One of Them</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/RwHfHIKt9jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q8KLhCrCnfY/s1600-h/11328786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/RwHfHIKt9jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q8KLhCrCnfY/s320/11328786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116615965214111282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When first hearing about the requirements for the movies eligible to review, my first reaction was one of hatred for all literature and literature related courses. I have never been drawn into any older movie, except for the Bond series, up until this point. &lt;u&gt;Some Like It Hot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;, directed by Billy Wilder, was able to flip my negative view of older movies 180 degrees. Through the use of scantily clad buxom babes, hilarious shenanigans, and of fear this movie succeeded in catching my attention and effectively changing my outlook on what makes a good movie.     &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Joe and Jerry the main protagonists, played by Tony Curtis and Jack Lemmon respectively, were able to really get into character while playing Josephine and Daphne in an attempt to flee an angry Chicago Mob Boss, an aspect of the plot which allowed hilarity to ensue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The fact that they joined on all girls band only made things better. Filling to viewer with suspense as to if or when they were going to be found out for who they truly were, their transvestitism not only laid the groundwork for a hilarious comedy to ensue, but was also a terrific reason to bring in numerous beautiful ladies. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;This fact leads to another terrific actor featured in this film: Marilyn Monroe. She shines so bright in this film, appearing in chic negligee for most of the movie made it ever more enticing to watch. Reminiscent of such latter day classics as &lt;u&gt;Old School &lt;/u&gt;and &lt;u&gt;American Pie&lt;/u&gt;, Billy Wilder really knew how to grab on to viewers’ heart strings, by throwing in such a fine specimen as Monroe, Wilder opened up the audience to not only teenage boys but also their fathers. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Comparing this to these other movies however, makes the movie appear tame, but journeying back to a time when women weren’t allowed to have jobs and showing their ankles was scandalous, this movie seems pretty daring, even pushing the line on gay and homosexual marriage. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;This is seen near the end of the movie, where Jerry, who has been having a grand affair with a gentleman by the name of Joe E. Brown, appears to be almost legitimately in love with his courter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: georgia;" class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Ahead of its time, it is also able to play homage to the large bootlegging rackets run out of Chicago. It combines elements from the Three Stooges and Scarface, essentially combining comedy and action into two terrific hours of footage. Being chased around the country by a bunch of mobsters wouldn’t seem fun, and yet through the use of excellent directorial choices it seems like a laugh riot. Airing more on the side of Larry Curly and Moe, in scenes involving elevators a loud whooshing noise each time one of the main characters uses the apparatus.   &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;  &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:georgia;font-size:11;"  &gt;Thanks in part to the pure sexuality of Marilyn Monroe, extremely witty one lines gush from the screen. Having watched it with Buster, we found ourselves in awe of the sheer power held in such few words. On his pretend yacht, Joe, pretending to be a rich oil tycoon named Junior, is able to entice Sugar Kane, Monroe, on to his couch breaking down all her defenses by expertly crafting an ailment where he isn’t turned on by woman. A true ladies man, he proceeds to play his mind tricks with her into the wee hours of the morning (if you catch my drift).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all I would say that this movie unlike other more serious older movies would be a big hit with today’s crowd, replacing Marilyn with Jessica Simpson and Tony and Jack, with two guys I know I’d pay 8 dollars to essentially see it again in theaters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-2824471335031014979?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/2824471335031014979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=2824471335031014979' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/2824471335031014979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/2824471335031014979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-like-it-hot-and-im-one-of-them.html' title='Some Like It Hot, and I&apos;m One of Them'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/RwHfHIKt9jI/AAAAAAAAAAU/q8KLhCrCnfY/s72-c/11328786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-3635749145603889074</id><published>2007-09-27T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T05:19:50.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shopping.yahoo.com/video/images/muze/dvd/sm/10/203110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 323px;" src="http://shopping.yahoo.com/video/images/muze/dvd/sm/10/203110.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After sleeping for a good 5 hours last night, an epiphany hit me: I actually sort of enjoy movies. Up to this point in my life, when ever someone has asked me what is my favorite movie I'll either say Dogma, because of it's hilarious, or else I'll say I don't like movies. Up until now, I've felt that unless movies have an artificial interresting plot, like action movies or comedies, I can't watch them. By artificially interresting I mean to say, that without huge explosions or raunchy things to catch my attention, after 15 minutes my mind is adrift to a land of pink unicorns and cuddly monkey gnomes made out of candy canes. I think my previous view of movie going is utterly pointless. Apparently movies are just like books, which as much as it pains me to say this, I kind of think I kind of think they should be analysed just like books to find their true meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's dad manages an office building in Bloomington, one of his tenants is the director a supposedly horrible movie &lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808450325/info"&gt;Mulligan&lt;/a&gt;. Sitting in his basement I casually glanced over the cover of this book, it looks so good "Caddyshack with Clerks" it states, to terrific comedies. But apparently this version sucks more than soccer playing duck.  I guess I'm questioning what makes a good movie, a good movie? I don't understand how critics can make a list of the best movies of all time. Why is Citizen Kane up there instead of Mulligan? Hopefully I'll be able to figure that out this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I love things like this, but dislike other things? What makes me tick, hopefully Klobuchar will help me figure this out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nerafD96cPw"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nerafD96cPw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1808450325/info"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-3635749145603889074?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/3635749145603889074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=3635749145603889074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3635749145603889074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/3635749145603889074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/09/after-sleeping-for-good-5-hours-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-7347711796318142236</id><published>2007-09-18T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T07:25:08.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOQJq6wINso"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOQJq6wINso" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently Wes Anderson, potentially Mr. Klobuchar's favorite director (I don't know this he just talks about Wes Anderson alot), has made a whole slew of Commercials for AT&amp;amp;T. Having never seen his movies, I don't know if his directorial style is the same for both his movies and his commericals, but I thought it was interesting none the less. All the other ones are available &lt;a href="http://goldenfiddle.com/node/8882"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-7347711796318142236?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/7347711796318142236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=7347711796318142236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7347711796318142236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/7347711796318142236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/09/httpgizmodo.html' title=''/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3445630861678994198.post-4126114142946400989</id><published>2007-09-17T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:54:38.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Critique the Critic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bourne Ultimatum'/><title type='text'>The Bourne Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/Ru77MOzUzrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oe93wBrlKyU/s1600-h/Poopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/Ru77MOzUzrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oe93wBrlKyU/s320/Poopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111298814662463154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;While I may agree with Richard Corliss, of &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/arts/article/0,8599,1649187,00.html"&gt;TIME Magazine,&lt;/a&gt; that the Bourne Ultimatum is a very suspenseful movie, his review of the movie pays homage more to my 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; grade English class, than a well respected periodical.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Upon reading his piece, it appears to me as if he utilizes creative writing solely because he has nothing else to say. His metaphors and analogies lack creativity and bore the reader by throwing in too many words better left unspoken. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“Eluding or dispatching bad guys, fighting off six at a time in a stairwell, wrecking more autos than in a NASCAR blooper reel.”&lt;/blockquote&gt; It would be possible for a well versed 12 year old to come up with something better than that. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;If the reader is able to get past Corliss’ drab writing style, it’s easily seen why he is a writer for TIME, a plain conservative magazine: he has an excellent point of view. He comes up with terrific ideas, and truly demonstrates to the reader that he knows what he talking about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looking at Greengrass’ directorial decisions Corliss makes a seemingly well educated conclusion about Greengrass’ camera choice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“[He has defined] &lt;i&gt;Bourne&lt;/i&gt; location work as guerrilla filmmaking — using concealed cameras in "wild" situations — and he overuses the hand-held shaky-cam to shout, visually, that this is all real, man!”&lt;/blockquote&gt; He uses information given to The Art of Film students in their first few weeks of school excellently, basically giving word for word what shaky-camera shots are used for. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;Corliss is able support his ideas with numerous examples of other films which, like the Bourne Ultimatum, are so suspenseful make it hard for the view to breath during the course of the movie. Tying this movie into two other of action dynasties, Bond and Die Hard, Corliss puts Bourne with other quintessential action heros. He writes, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“That's the secret of [Bourne], and Bond and John McClane and all the other action-movie studs. They are a projection of American power — or a memory of it, and the poignant wish it could somehow return.”&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;As many millions have seen the Bond and Die Hard films, Corliss is able to demonstrate the true determination and mastery of combat Jason has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he has in my opinion one of the most uninteresting writing styles out there, this review is still a success. It makes the reader want to go and spend 8 dollars on a ticket plus popcorn to truly experience the movie. &lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;“A pounding of the eyes and ears (John Powell's score is all urgent percussion), the movie is one continuous, exhausting, exhilarating chase.”&lt;/blockquote&gt; Making it seem as if my simple 42 incher and Dolby 5.1 surround sound system won’t be able to capture the epic nature of this film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After giving the reader a sense of the pure unadulterated action that unfolds during the movie, Corliss casually touches on Damon’s portrayal of this invisible agent, by saying that his acting is what in effect makes Bourne invisible to the C.I.A and a hero to the viewer. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNoSpacing"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3445630861678994198-4126114142946400989?l=ehursh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/feeds/4126114142946400989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3445630861678994198&amp;postID=4126114142946400989' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4126114142946400989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3445630861678994198/posts/default/4126114142946400989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ehursh.blogspot.com/2007/09/bourne-ultimatum.html' title='The Bourne Ultimatum'/><author><name>Elliot H</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16003997617336327320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YvWQ1CFEZwk/Ru77MOzUzrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/oe93wBrlKyU/s72-c/Poopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
