Contractions and negatives in song titles — “Don’t Know,” “Can’t Give,” “What I’m Trying” — convey the anguish
Andrew Hamlin 1 p.m., July 29
Let's get the drunken stumbles out of the way: we have not yet seen the magician caper flick Now You See Me. To make up for this gross oversight, here are the first four minutes, free of charge:
Wasn't that fun? We'll see it, really we will. And we'll get back to you. In the meantime...why not go see Before Midnight? You know, if you're into long takes of a couple talking through midlife over the course of an afternoon and evening. I liked it a lot - it's always fun to see a handsomer, more articulate version of yourself on screen.
Have you been to the Digital Gym? You should go. Your cineastes are looking a little flabby. Now is a perfect time - they're running a special on The Matchmaker! Scott loved it!
I enjoyed Matt Patches' think-piece on how After Earth was Will Smith's love letter to Scientology. But I didn't enjoy After Earth so much, and not because of anything to do with its religious underpinnings. Notable exception to my lack of enjoyment: Will Smith's deep, honeyed delivery.
Scott saw Sightseers so you don't have to see Sightseers.