As you may recall, we love Mickey Rourke. Love love LOVE Mickey Rourke. We love that he's crazy (but completely self-aware in his craziness), love that he has a soft spot for his many dogs (RIP Loki), love that he cries in nearly every interview. So of course we were crestfallen when Sean Penn won the Best Actor Oscar last night. Sure, Sean gave a humble yet political speech (extra points for hands shaking), and we're sure our precious David was happy, but everyone at the Kodak Theatre would've lost their shit had Mickey won.
Mickey Rourke Wuz Robbed
A Tiny Rant, with Buttons for Eyes
We tried to see Coraline this weekend, a movie that is advertised all over the place, that is adapted from a book by Neil Gaiman, an author we read favorably, that is directed by the guy who directed The Nightmare Before Christmas (which was not Tim Burton, btw), that was loved by The Stranger's Paul Constant, who gives the impression of being hard to please in this regard, that--if the previous weren't enough--was produced by an animation studio based right here in the Pacific Northwest, and we failed to see said movie because it's currently playing on exactly one screen in all of Seattle and tickets were sold out Saturday night. One screen? Seriously...(we're not sure who to direct this towards)...Entertainment-Industrial Complex? One screen in all of Seattle? We were forced to see The Wrestler which was great and we probably wouldn't have seen it otherwise, but still...we were in a Coraline mood.
Seattlest at Sundance: Take Two
Of course everyone in Park City is excited about Obama. At every chance they get, the Sundance staff member announcing the film makes a comment about our new president and/or our ceremonial dumping of the old one, to great applause. The morning screenings today have been lightly attended, with folks staying in to catch the inauguration. Not us, though; we'll catch that shit on YouTube. We've got movies to watch!
Vital Questions from Last Night's Q&A for The Wrestler
We have sat through some terrible Q&As, but it seems that Seattle audiences go out of their way to embarrass themselves in front of directors. Last night’s Q&A with Darren Aronofsky, following his new film The Wrestler (out in Seattle theaters January 9th), was truly cringeworthy:

