Sometimes there are no words to describe someone. Today, that someone is screen veteran Ray Iannicelli. This brand new grandfather brings so much talent and knowledge to the table, that it's breathtaking!
Underneath the soft and fuzzy exterior are creatures who battle with their own demons. They are sentient beings who yearn to "get their krunk on", crack a glow stick, and dance around their designer shoes. They are cats who love to party.
I am really pleased with how this series of Marvel's Spider-Man franchise is developing. I am a devoted fan of the Spider-Man trilogy that captured the hearts of the of comic book fans in the early 2000s and I love the interpretation of the comics done by Director Sam Raimi.
It feels at times like two separate movies awkwardly scotch-taped together, which has me a bit worried about Sony's big mega-franchise plans. But as far as this entry goes, despite its flaws, I left the theater feeling satisfied. Not amazed, but satisfied.
Yes, yes, I know -- spidermanspidermanspidermanspiderman. I'll get to it. But my favorite movies of the week, as usual, are the small ones. Let's start with Amma Asante's Belle, a Jane Austen-ish film based on a true story.
Previously, the lovable Blue Macaws were saved by two preservationists, and they made a home in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Now, the party continues in Brazil's Amazon jungle, and the trip there is more than worth the effort.
While star-struck white kids traditionally headed for Hollywood or Broadway, their black counterparts bucked the odds and beat a path for Harlem and the Wednesday-night amateur show at the Apollo Theater.
I grew up with Jamie Foxx and having done so may have been the most beneficial experience of my life. Being just 19-years-old, it's surely taken a while to really connect with someone who looks like me.