Hotter as a Faun.

Initially, Hotter as a Faun began as a post on the imdb.com message boards about James McAvoy's hot turn as Mr. Tumnus, but now, it has become more of a way of life. Yes, we here at Hotter as a Faun believe that every element of pop culture has the opportunity to be hotter. That's why we're dedicated to bringing you the best in our opinions on movies, tv, music, books, celebrities, and what our roommates wear. Because if you had the chance to be hotter as a faun, wouldn't you?

Saturday, July 21, 2007

TRANSFORMERS!

Things that would have made Transformers better:

1. If I were a fourteen-year-old boy.

2. Being an hour shorter. In other words, cutting the climax in half.

3. More scantily clad men*.

4. Chris Tucker in a funny wig.


Ok, but I did enjoy this movie. Granted, I fell asleep for a bit in the middle, only to awaken to John Turturro on the screen and thinking I must have still be dreaming. But Shia was great, the Transformers were pretty cool, and nerdy as this is to say, the sound was great. Not like when you're watching the Academy Awards and a movie picks up it's award for best sound and you muse to yourself Huh, Gladiator did have pretty good sound, but like, every screech and zoom the Transformers made was exciting.
Alright, let me de-nerd myself for a second. Raul Julia. Much better, right?



I must say, I was thoroughly touched by Optimus Prime's speech about the human race being such a young race. A reminder that we think we're so civilized right now... it was only a mere several centuries ago that people were pooping on the street. WHILE having conversations with other people. I think I read that in one of those Dr. John's bathroom readers. Figures. But, this movie did pack some nice political commentary about international warfare... or something... I was more interested in what hilariously appropriate songs the Camarro's radio would play.



*Autobots included.

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Sunday, July 15, 2007

Duh nuh nuh nuh

Mamoushka!
Well you lucky dogs! Two Raul Julia posts in one week? Who could have possibly imagined anything so wonderful ever happening. Sophie and I watched The Addams Family, probably for the first time since I was a preteen. And OH. IT WAS GOOD. It has reminded me of everything that is good and sacred in this world. Namely, my love of all things colorfully gothic. And that's where this movie is most successful --capturing an archaic but rich aesthetic-- rather than when they try to clash it with modern day lawyers and other annoyingly contemporary anachronisms like MC Hammer. (Except for when they go to sleepover camp in The Addams Family Values. Like Hammer said, you can't touch that.) I can see how this film was nominated for best costumes for the Oscars. I know it's probably dated and pointless to review movies from 1991, but seriously, this is one of the more imaginative movies I've seen in a long time. And it's definitely creepy that I loved it with my under-a-decade of life experience 1991 original viewing of it.

In other words, Gomez Addams can be my papi chulo any day.

That's right, the man I marry is going to be a mixture of Raul Julia in The Addams Family and Bill Paxton in Apollo 13. Urinary Tract Infection and all. To well-neededly digress, can we also talk about Angelica Houston being SO. DAMN. DEAD ON. in this movie? Pun intended, because I am awesome like that. And Christina Ricci. AND CHRISTINA RICCI. She's like two-years-old in this movie. And skinnier now. OH I WENT THERE.

But watching this movie again also made me realize just how brilliant of a cartoonist Charles Addams was.


I mean, how hilarious and weird and slightly off is that? Just the right amount.

And apparently they're turning the Addams Family into a musical? Does this mean someone is thinking about combining my loves of macabre comedy with musical comedy? ARE ALL MY DREAMS FINALLY COMING TRUE??

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