Movie Details
| Title: | The Walker | |
| Director: | Paul Schrader | |
| Year: | 2007 | |
| Genre: | Drama | |
| Times Seen: | 1 | |
| Last Seen: | 10.11.07 |
Other Movies Seen By This Director (1)
- Hardcore
| Date Viewed | Venue | Note |
| 10.11.07 | Paramount | This Screening is part of event: Austin Film Festival 2007 Another year of Austin Film Festival. To be honest, I'm not really in the mood for another festival right now. Real life is trying to intrude. But I paid for my badge this year so there's no obligation to cover anything so my notes will probably be pretty lax and my schedule is not what I'd call strenuous. Plus the programming this year looks... eh. Nevertheless, I have around 10 movies picked out that I want to see and there's a few first-runs that are also on my list so... should be a decent week. Didn't start off too well though. This movie stars Woody Harrelson as a deep-south gay dude who hangs out with important peoples' wives in Washington DC. A murder happens, some sort of thing that could be mistaken for tension ensues. Maybe it's just my unexplainable dislike for Kristin Scott Thomas but I found this movie to be pretty boring most of the time. There are some good actors here (Ned Beatty, Lauren Bacall, Lily Tomlin, and Willem Dafoe in a small part) but like every scene is people talking about something someone else. Maybe they talk about more things... I dont care. I didn't care who killed the guy or why or who would get blamed. But I thought it was funny at the end when Harrelson busts into Beatty's office and it's like... he reached the end of the board game. Oh! You made it to my office, i'll stop doing all the bad stuff to you now! Good job on making it... to my office. You still have no proof and I could keep sending thugs to kill you or whatever but since, you know, you're talking to me face to face I guess I'll let everything drop. good job on getting past my wife so you could get into my office! I guess it's not a BAD movie per se, just not something I'd ever be interested in seeing again. Next. |
