It’s eighties, Seattle. Before Nirvana, there used to be jazz. Two guys struggling to earn a living by playing piano tunes and a call girl who moves their act into the spotlight. The rest is parsley, okey?

Gabriel

I was a teenager when I first watched it. It left me with that funny sentimental feeling you get after losing a girl. When I finally managed to see it again, more than a decade later (thanks Martin), I realized it hadn't lost its charm for me at all. It must have been the soundtrack I was listening to during all those years (thanks Dave Grusin).

Martin

A smooth jazzy flick with a memorable scene of Michelle Pfeiffer singing on top of a piano. Jeff is supercool. Worth seeing. Once. And then again.

While in Sydney a few months ago, we went through several movie marathons. One of the midnight chillers was Paul Thomas Anderson’s second feature, Boogie Nights, starring Mark Wahlberg’s manhood.

Man, did we have fun watching it! We only wish it was a bit shorter. Talking about the film, of course.

And regarding the same number of stars; we keep promising and promising, yet we seldom deliver. We guess we must be men or something!

Gabriel

Dirk Diggler - what an iconic name!

Martin

Marky Mark grew into an actor as he demonstrates in this overlooked movie. However, his penis probably didn't. That's why he's showing a prosthetic.

This is neither a movie for a broad audience, nor an indie flick. However, worth seeing for all those Edward Norton fans around (like two of us). Just because he is such a nice guy. And because Naomi Watts is such a lady. By the way, sorry for the same number of stars again. We’ll try better next time.

Gabriel

Lovable company of actors, but characters evolve too quickly to be convincing for my liking. Maugham's novel might work better.

Martin

Edward Norton is as good as ever. Movie might be a bit condensed, yet still enjoyable. Quiet night and good wine might help, too.

Lately, I got into trash movies. You know, ones that nobody watches, and even if someone does, he or she is embarrassed to talk about because they’re so awful. Awful to the point that people want to forget them straight away, however not dreadful enough to become cult classics. For now, of course, as I smartly suspect they grow into the league of finest same way the best wines do.

Yes, these are the movies I watch lately. It all started rather accidentally as one night I decided to watch something different. That different was Because I Said So. Although I expected a bad movie, I was dying for it to finish. Still, I just couldn’t storm off. The movie was so tragically atrocious that I just thought – hey, what if they did it on purpose to create a timeless masterpiece that Quentin Tarantino would scrutinise and appreciate? I haven’t had a chance to talk to Mr Q lately, but I believe he wouldn’t. It’s creepiness and freakiness that’s missing. Important ingredients, mind you!

Than I ran into another one, that goes under a name of T4xi. For those who are trying to find a reason for such a stupid name, there’s a hint. Maybe it’s a sequel. Or maybe it’s a sequel of a sequel. Or, what if it’s a sequel of a sequel of a sequel. Yes, that must be it. One might also encounter this disaster under a pseudonym Taxi 4. Without letting too much out, it’s a French comedy. An evidence that Gaulish flicks can be as hopeless as their American counterparts. Fortunately, not all of them are.

And next example: I attempted to see… Hm… An older one… How was it called?? So bad I even forgot its title. Body? Bladder? Belly? Yes, that’s it! Bingo! Real hard core stuff about Afro-American businessmen. Impossible to dig, impossible to cope with. Outstanding gem. I couldn’t distinguish between all them niggaz, they were all kind of blending into one. Pity they weren’t wearing badges. Anyway, I can still highly recommend it to those who are about to enter the trade.

And there is so many others that I just can’t get out of my mind. Take Date Movie. One gets sick just mentioning it. Still better than Basic Instinct 2. And the ultimate epic of the nineties, probably first movie I ever walked out on, Showgirls. Though, I have to admit, it was so extremely grim that it’s already on its way to be a cult classic. A piece of crap is turning into masterpiece.

Thinking about it, I might be doing the best thing: watching trash means watching future finest. See, how clever? So would you know of any marvels-in-waiting, please do not hesitate to let me know. A short email or comment will do. And thanks for watching!

Finally, we both saw a movie that we have a different opinion about. It sucked, and it was pretty hard to find beauty in it. Except for Ms Johansson, of course.

Gabriel

Is this an attempt at film noir? Disappointing.

Martin

A typical example of a bad movie. Plot is so incoherent that it makes one wonder if at least makers knew what was it all about.