I’m a big fan of profanity. Use it every day. Although as I’ve aged I’ve learned there’s a time and place for it. Sometimes appropriate (Berating your idiot teammate for misplaying a ball, chewing out “Butch”(I swear that’s what he said his name was) in customer service, stubbing your toe in the middle of the night, trying to get your boss’s briefcase back at gunpoint from a guy who keeps saying “what”, etc.) and sometimes not (on the phone while riding public transportation telling “that faggot ass nigga he’d better have my motherfucking money when I get there”).
I thought I was quite inured from being shocked by such language but when I saw Sexy Beast I had to step back. The endless stream of profanity that comes out of Ben Kingsley’s mouth so intensely will make Ari Gold look like Billy Graham at times. I never heard the word cunt mentioned that many times, even in a porno. (And I’ve seen one or two of those)
Sir Ben plays Don Logan, a mob underling sent to Spain to tell retired thief Ray Winstone that he has to go back to London to perform a job for crime boss Ian McShane (who would go onto to profane glory later himself as Al Swearingen in the HBO series Deadwood. His character once said to another: “Get a haircut. You look like your mother fucked a monkey”). Don WILL not be denied. He will berate and intimidate Winstone into going back if its the last thing he’ll ever do.
Sir Ben doesn’t so much steal this movie as he owns it. You’re riveted to him every time he comes onscreen. I don’t want to give away too much or go into film critic prose about the character. I will say this. The movie is MUCH better than the trailer lets on.
And for the horndogs out there -When I googled “Sexy Beast” I found this on you tube.
OK I thought I got abuse for putting SALT on the list, this one’s really going to get me grief.
Ladies and gentlemen I present to you…..Fools Rush In.
Its a rather simple tale-Boy (Matthew Perry) Meets Girl (Salma Hayek), They have sex (ONCE), she gets pregnant, they get married, he doesn’t tell his parents, she breaks up with him, they get back together and live happily ever after. It’s sappy, predictable, and stereotypical.
Fortunately Salma Hayek is in it and the sight of her sets my drool meter on overdrive. I can’t help it.
This is Salma Hayek
This is me looking at Salma Hayek. I know, I know, predictable.
I don’t have a lot of chick flicks but this one IS in the permanent library at the Fortress of Solitude. This also has the late Jill Clayburgh (whom I love) in it who appears in two other flicks in the 111 later on. Stay Tuned.
Unemployment, bills, Libya, Afghanistan, the NFL Strike, the antics of Mayor Moneybags aka Bloomberg, and my fight against obesity are things I should rightfully be worrying about.
So why does THIS bother me?
Seriously, how the hell does he back IN the house?