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I have no doubt that Matthew McConaughey is a guru.

Apparently I am not alone in this belief.

The Tao of Matthew McConaughey

And as this NYTimes article points out, he ain't so bad looking either. Pecs like "toasted buns". Really.

I have not seen all the movies but a few of them, more than once.

The thing about Matthew is that he always appears in films with people who are as interesting as he is.

Now he is selling Lincoln cars and some kind of whiskey using his aura and charisma.

What next?

Seriously, I have always believed, true or not but probably true, that he was just being himself in all the films and the best lines were the ones he made up in the act.

It is a good day when at middle age you get a main page in the NYTimes op-ed.

This is a great video of his transformation over the years. Watch this.

Labels: movies, philosophy

No film today.

I spent the time organizing my DVD collection.

Well, not so much organize but take out of the DVD boxes and put flat into a big album which holds all the rest of them.

I am beginning to rethink the whole idea of buying DVDs but the fact is that many gay films are not available in Netflix and while they are not all Oscar quality they are pretty good and do reflect the "gay experience" in a way you can't get elsewhere.

So, I am going to catch up. Meaning I am going to sort the discs out, put them in the big floppy DVD "book/album" and then watch them again.

This will severely limit my Netflix watching for now but I will be back to it in due course. Two or three months.

I don't think there are drive-in movies anymore.

If there are, they are not around here.

In various phases of my life I have gone to the drive-in.

When I was married and had little kids, it was the only way we could get there. Later I took them to inappropriate films, once getting a fisheye from an usher over it. I don't know if I did any damage to their sensibilities or not. I just thought they should get to see the world outside a Disney view of things.

I think the film in question was Woodstock, where, they had topless men and women. And more although more in the mud than not.

Labels: movies

Today, a classic western story brought up to date.

Tombstone (1993)

I am sorry that it took so long for me to get this.

It is a wonderful old fashion western with a lot of new shiny parts including a bunch of highly watchable actors who went on to become stars on their own.

At the center are Val Kilmer and Kurt Russell as key players in reforming the wild west.

A buddy film at heart it even has a teary ending. Yes.

A special treat is to see Sam Elliott breaking into his old cowpoke role. The one he used later in The Big Lebowski.

what a treat. I would not mind seeing it again.

And again after that.

A 4 out of Netflix5.

Labels: movies