I See It Before You Do: Good Moaning!
Paramount Vantage
Man, am I happy I finally got to see Black Snake Moan. It's the one where Samuel L. Jackson chains up Christina Ricci in his living room, the one that had people all riled up at Sundance. Yes, writer-director Craig Brewer, who previously gave us Hustle & Flow, can really get his musical imagination on. And the music of Moan is even more infectious than that "hard out here for a pimp" business. And we all know that music makes people crazy, even at a press sreening. How infectious? Let me tell you a little about this particular screening, one two three, baby.
- Pre-Moan Movin': Weinstein Co. is so smart. Instead of making everyone sit around and scratch their eyelashes out and get all impatient, they brought in deejays from Movin' 93.9. We got a breakdancing show, hooray! And this put the crowd in a totally interactive mood, so the guy behind me was narrating every scene, as in "Oh, he's gonna tie that girl up!" and "Yeah, she's gonna put on that dress if she knows what's good for her!" DVDs DVschmees. Movie theaters are here to stay.
- Chains: The New "Rehab"? Brewer could not have had better timing. As you watch Christina Ricci writhe about half-naked in a sort of homemade, non-government-sanctioned rehab clinic, you can't help but think that Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan might benefit from being chained up, hidden away from cameras and boys and cans of Red Bull until they straighten up and put on some panties. I'm kidding of course. Well, half-kidding.
- It's Totally Contagious: Black Snake Moan puts you in the mood to get your oh snap! on. My neighbors were dishing on everything they could think of, including, of all things, Jim Carrey's The Number 23: "It's the writer's first screenplay. And hopefully it's also his last."
On that note, I'm gonna go dig up my Muddy Waters CDs.





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