The MacKintosh Man (1973):
My love of Paul Newman is certainly a documented fact. I just wish all of the movies he was in could measure up to his acting ability. The MacKintosh Man (whose tagline gives away a piece of information not revealed (or true) until the middle of the movie) is a mess of a spy movie. If you were the dumbest person alive, you might not figure out the whole thing before it's done but, with even a tiny bit of sense or experience with spy movies, you'll know the grand secret long before the movie thinks you should. All of that, of course, results in a spy movie with a significant lack of suspense. No need to see it.
Monty Python and the Holy Grail (1975):
No, I hadn't seen this one in its entirety until recently but I had seen most of it. I liked it well enough but will admit to falling asleep in the middle of it for a bit . . .
The Pianist (2002):
I am not a devotee of Adrian Brody. I just don't really get it. And The Pianist really failed to connect with me on an emotional level. I just didn't care. And I didn't believe that he was tortured by not being able to play piano for all of those years. It's fine but not wonderful.
The Best Years of Our Lives (1946):
Wow, the movies I've seen recently are lackluster or just plain bad. This one falls into the just plain bad category. It's long and boring. Very long and very boring which resulted in me only making it through half of it.
The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (2008):
This is a beautiful movie. Cate Blanchett and Brad Pitt have to be two of the most beautiful people alive. It has it's problems and isn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination, which is only magnified by all of the hype surrounding it even before it was released. It is, for example, not as good a movie as The Dark Knight. But, on its own merit, it is a good, enjoyable movie.
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