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KaTeZ HoLiDaY RaMbLiNgS.......
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MaH ReViEwS
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Movies, Music, anything entertainment... i present
my bitchy critical side!
Welcome to Katie's Critic!
Below are some reviews that i've bothered to post on Film, Video, Cd, Audio etc.

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Dodgeball

I
don’t know how many of you guys have noticed, but recently – we’ve been lacking in a good entertainment,
especially at the cinema. I went and saw Dodgeball with my boyfriend last Sunday afternoon and to be ruthless –
I was less than thrilled. My boyfriend however, found certain aspects of the film hilarious (i.e. the sexual innuendo, profanity,
cartoon violence) something my ten-year-old neighbour would enjoy watching while taking a time out from throwing fruit at
our roof.
Dodgeball is a real ‘underdog’ tale but the whole movie is just a joke. Dodgeball is a blistering satire
of feel-good sports movies and makes its mark by adopting the tried-&-true straight formula. Dodgeball is actually a sport,
I did not know this! I just thought Mr. Pedley-Smith invented the poor excuse of a game to waste even more of our time
in PDHPE. However, recently, dodgeball has been banned in some
schools on the grounds that it's too dangerous and breeds aggression. So what could represent a more ludicrous event for a
feel-good sports underdog movie? And that's the point. Besides, nearly every other sport has been taken.
The showdown that Dodgeball builds to is the ultimate David & Goliath battle,
with the "Average Joe's Gym" team facing the "Globo Gym" pros. And it's all being televised on ESPN. On the one side, we have
straight-shooting Peter La Fleur (Vince Vaughn), who's competing to get the $50,000 that will keep the bank from foreclosing
on his gym. He is joined by five of his clients, an attractive ex-bank employee (Christine Taylor), and legendary dodgeball
player-turned-coach, Patches O'Houlihan (Rip Torn). On the other side is a group of mean monsters assembled by Globo tycoon
White Goodman (Ben Stiller), who wants to acquire Average Joe's so he can tear it down and erect a parking garage. No points
for guessing who wins, who gets kissed, or whose luck runs out.
Although Dodgeball is built on a foundation of satire, there's plenty of conventional
humor, varying from the not-too-silly to the absolutely ridiculous. Some of the one-off gags, such as White pumping himself
up in preparation for an encounter with a woman, are hilarious. Others lose their effect through repetition - seeing someone
get nailed by a volley of hard-thrown balls is only funny the first time or two. In fact, White's character is an example
how overexposure dulls the edge of comedy. This sleazy Fonzie is amusing for a while, but, after about an hour, he becomes
a bore. There's something to be said for limiting the screen time of a cartoon villain.
Vince Vaughn proves that he is still Vince Vaughn, stiff to the effing board. Ben Stiller
tries to steal the limelight but it is his wife, former Brady Bunch Member Christine Taylor who owns the movie. I so did not
recognise little Marcia Brady until she flipped her hair and all I could think was “MARCIA, MARCIA, MARCIA!”
Few
satires are capable of sustaining their comedic momentum for the length of a full feature film, and Dodgeball is no
exception. The film starts out slowly, hits its stride fifteen minutes in, then starts flagging around the two-thirds point.
By the time Dodgeball reaches its obligatory conclusion, all of the potential for humour has been burned up. Of course,
comedy is subjective, and there are those who will be less-than-enamoured with Dodgeball's sophomoric and occasionally
vulgar brand of humour. For me, however, it was a pleasant diversion in the midst of a movie season that has been, to this
point, a disappointment.
Evanescence
- Fallen

I was given a copy of Evanescence’s
cd Fallen about two months ago from my dancing teacher and I didn’t really have an opportunity to listen to it
until recently.
If your ever in that real
angry and despressed state of mind, like when you look deep inside yourself and are just not happy with who you are this is
the cd for you!
Evanescence is the most stunning
Gothic Metal band I have ever heard--Amy Lee's angelic, pristine vocals soar over emotional, ethereal instrumentals ranging
from the soft and sorrowful to the dark, heavy melees of aggression. Elements of the Evanescence sound include Industrial
inflections, seldom used shrieking growls (male), clean male vocals, orchestra instruments, keyboards, piano, and choirs.
The lyrics are poetic, sorrowful, and at times deeply spiritual.
Evanescence is not brutal,
but is darkly heavy. They could very easily be the breakthrough Goth/Alternative Metal band to shake this artistically
stagnate age from its deathlike repose. (And it's about time.) The most brilliant of these stunning cuts include the powerful "Bring
Me To Life," "Going Under," the mournful "Haunted," "Hello," and the dreadful beauty of "My Last
Breath." Evanescence is ethereal--having an eerie, sublime radiance that transcends genres and words.
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Mean Girls
Running Length: 1:30 Classification: PG
(Sexual innuendo, profanity) Lets just get one things
out in the open – I LOVE THIS MOVIE!

Mean Girls introduces us to Cady Heron (Linday Lohan), a 16-year old girl who is
going to high school for the first time. After being home schooled for most of her life by parents who traveled all around
the world, Cady is finally getting a chance to enter a suburban Illinois hell of peer pressure and hormones. Her first day
is a disaster - the only one to pay any attention to her is her math teacher, Ms. Norbury (Tina Fey). But, on day two, a couple
of outsiders befriend her. One is a goth girl named Janis (Lizzy Caplan) and the other is an overweight gay guy named Damian
(Daniel Franzese). They teach her the ways of the school jungle, which, as it turns out, isn't that different from the African
jungle where Cady spent some of her life.
Then, unexpectedly, Cady is invited to sit at the table of the three "plastics" - the
high school's queen and two princesses. Their leader, Regina (Rachel McAdams), isn't only the prettiest and most popular girl
in school, she's also the biggest bitch on campus. She is served by her two handmaidens, shallow Gretchen (Lacey Chabert)
and dumb Karen (Amanda Seyfried). For reasons of their own, the plastics decide to induct Cady into their small group. She's
not interested, but at the urging of Janis and Damian, she goes along with it so she can sew the seeds of dissention from
within. Meanwhile, Cady falls for tall, dark, and handsome Aaron (Jonathan Bennett), one of Regina's exes. This, along with
Cady's growing popularity around school, creates friction within the plastics and eventually pits Cady against Regina. The
ensuing battle includes numerous dirty tricks.
Although
it may not initially look like one, this is, at least to some degree, a Saturday Night Live movie. Mean Girls
was written by (and co-stars) Tina Fey, who adapted the screenplay from Queen Bees and Wannabees by Rosalind Wiseman. SNL
alum Anna Gasteyer has a part (as Cady's mom), and SNL creator Lorne Michaels owns a producer credit. The director
is Mark S. Waters, who brought Lindsay Lohan with him from Freaky
Friday.
This role represents something more edgy than the teen idol is used to; it may prove to be the stepping-stone she is looking
for to introduce her to more sophisticated parts. She's very good here, developing Cady into a likable individual without
losing the character's edge. It helps that Rachel McAdams (The
Hot Chick)
is in full-on bitch mode as her adversary, Regina. Lacey Chabert and Amanda Seyfried are also effective playing types. And,
in a supporting part as the school's principal, Tim Meadows steals scenes with his perfect comic timing.
I would have liked Mean Girls more if it had followed the Heathers/Election
mold and not gone into compromise mode during the final fifteen minutes. Somewhere in the closing half-hour, Mean Girls
gives up on being a comedy and decides to morph into a traditional teen movie, complete with a moral about the value of true
friendship and the need to be oneself. The limp climax doesn't undo the solid humor, wicked social commentary, and delicious
satire that precedes it, but it leaves an unpleasant aftertaste. In the end, Mean Girls isn't mean enough, but you
walk out feeling like a total bimbo and are completely in the mood for shopping!
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