Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Leighton Meester Film Festival
Fresh on the heels of our Country Strong triumph, we watched The Roommate starring Leighton Meester tonight. It was not at all what I expected. Despite the presence of acting powerhouses like Leighton Meester, Minka Kelly, Aly Michalka, and Cam Gigandet, it was not really all that hilarious. There was limited catfighting and very little random bitchery. No one was buried alive or thrown into a pool. And worst of all, there was not a single Leighton Meester song on the soundtrack.
Does it seem like I'm trying to say the words Leighton Meester as often as possible? Well, you're wrong about that, because Leighton and Meester aren't even close to being words.
Leighton Meester is pretty incredible, though. I was actually kind of rooting for her throughout, and only partially because Minka Kelly wears a terrible hat and seems on the verge of falling into a coma the whole time. I mean, sure, she's a manic, possessive loon who murders on more than one occasion, but she's creative and well dressed and unfailingly polite. Plus her parents are rich, so she has a sweet car. I wish my college roommate had been like that, as opposed to a greasy Alan Parsons Project fan who obsessively cleaned our kitchen and took forty minute showers. Although I never had a problem finding a clean glass, I'll give him that.
Anyway, it was kind of a disappointment. On the plus side, it was only ninety minutes, although those ninety minutes seemed more like ninety years. Maybe that was the point? To challenge our preconceived notions of how to experience the passage of time?
Fresh on the heels of our Country Strong triumph, we watched The Roommate starring Leighton Meester tonight. It was not at all what I expected. Despite the presence of acting powerhouses like Leighton Meester, Minka Kelly, Aly Michalka, and Cam Gigandet, it was not really all that hilarious. There was limited catfighting and very little random bitchery. No one was buried alive or thrown into a pool. And worst of all, there was not a single Leighton Meester song on the soundtrack.
Does it seem like I'm trying to say the words Leighton Meester as often as possible? Well, you're wrong about that, because Leighton and Meester aren't even close to being words.
Leighton Meester is pretty incredible, though. I was actually kind of rooting for her throughout, and only partially because Minka Kelly wears a terrible hat and seems on the verge of falling into a coma the whole time. I mean, sure, she's a manic, possessive loon who murders on more than one occasion, but she's creative and well dressed and unfailingly polite. Plus her parents are rich, so she has a sweet car. I wish my college roommate had been like that, as opposed to a greasy Alan Parsons Project fan who obsessively cleaned our kitchen and took forty minute showers. Although I never had a problem finding a clean glass, I'll give him that.
Anyway, it was kind of a disappointment. On the plus side, it was only ninety minutes, although those ninety minutes seemed more like ninety years. Maybe that was the point? To challenge our preconceived notions of how to experience the passage of time?
