With Oscar Fever running rampant, I thought I might try to see a few more of the movies up for nomination this year prior to the Academy Awards. After buying my buddy Brad dinner a few weeks ago (yes, the same Brad that reviewed My Week With Marilyn), a movie man-date on his coin was mandated. After getting home late from a long, shitty day at work, 100 minutes of escapism sounded just about perfect last night.
Neither of us had seen The Artist and we had both heard good things. Here are some of the reviews that I heard: “It’s very good.” “It was pretty good.” “I thought it was really, really good.” “It’s a silent movie. But, it’s good.” With such ‘good’ endorsements, I figured it had to at least be a ‘should see.’
The Artist, from director Michel Hazanavicius, covers the Continue reading
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