Saturday, November 10, 2012

Brogue Point

J: Can we call this Brogue Point?

M: [laughs] I think we just did!

J: The translation, for those of you who aren't fluent in drunken blog-speak, is Match Point! That one Woody Allen movie that you probably didn't see starring a hunky Jonathan Rhys-Meyers and the ever-sexy ScarJo. And friends.

M: I got nothin'.

J: Fair enough! So we're cheating a bit with this one, because we'd both seen it prior...

M: That seems appropriate...

J: [laughs] Anyway, we'd both seen it prior to this viewing. I remember liking the first time, though the group I was with fervently did not. Did you like it the first time you saw it?

M: I was on a tour bus in Morocco. As I recall, I and those around me...

J: [brownie timer goes off] Hold that thought!

M: Good, I need a moment. Holding...

J: Not even kind of done. Five more minutes! As you were saying?

M: Yes. Those of us on the bus who managed to watch the whole thing were nothing less than irate by the end of it.
Be sure to watch for these guys! They're hilarious!

J: [nods appreciatively] This seems like a love it or leave it type of movie. Or maybe hate it a lot. How was the second viewing?

M: Well, truth be told, this was not my second viewing. This was probably more like my fifth viewing.

J: You and Match Point, huh?

M: Um. You could say that. Upon additional viewings, I've found many, many appealing and redeeming qualities of this movie.

J: I know of one for sure!

M: Whatever do you mean?

J: Coward and bastard though he may play in the film, Mr. Rhys-Meyers is one sexy beast.

S: You guys are so cute!

J: Are you on beer the second?

M: All hail beer the second! Long live beer the second! Actually no, I'm not.

J: ...

M: It gets warm, it's no good.

J: Well. This escalated quickly.

S: [shouts from the bathroom] No Gangnam Style for Sarah in the blog!
Table tennis is really super difficult, guys.

J: Back to the matter at hand. Let's give our most loyal readers a quick run-down of the plot.

M: [super genuinely] Let's do! At the start of our fine film we meet recently-retired tennis pro Chris. He's a poor, earnest Irish boy come from nothing who moves to London and begins his epic social climbing endeavor with an unsuspecting filthy-rich English family.

J: Matters are complicated when he meets the fiancée of his friend Tom, ScarJo. She's American, buxom, blonde, and altogether...

M: I was gonna say falling apart...

Why don't they have "Hey girl" memes
with Matthew Goode?
J: She is that. She's also unabashedly flirtatious but adamant in her desire to maintain her distance. Until that one time.

M: But enough about ScarJo...

J: Sorry! I got a little side-tracked.

M: There's just so much beautiful man going on.

J: Including Tom, played by Matthew Goode. I've loved him ever since Chasing Liberty with Mandy Moore. Sexy adorable Brit. And in this movie, the most charming alcoholic I've ever "met".

M: He totally adds a much-needed lighter side to the film, and he's just stupid-cute.

J: So really us watching this movie doesn't have as much to do with the authenticity of the brogues as it should.

M: Oh, but the brogues are amazing! Frankly, Emily Mortimer... love her accent. It's perfect for the role. And half of the things Tom says I'm mostly convinced would not be nearly as entertaining to me without the awesome brogue.

J: I stand corrected! One of the most interesting parts about it for me was Chris' faux attempt to mask his Irish brogue.
Somehow, it just wasn't enough.

M: In the movie, there's maybe two places where you're like "Oh, he's maybe sort of Irish." The rest of the time he does that super posh British thing, because he's trying to infiltrate the ranks of super filthy rich-dom.

J: Man, this is one of our longest posts.

M: [laughs] How did that happen? In my defense, I have not swooned that much about Jonathan Rhys-Meyers, though I could.

J: I think we're just early on in the evening, if you catch my drift.

And they walked in fields of gold.
M: There's one more thing I must say. If I remember from the one film class I've taken in my life, I think one trademark Woody Allen move is the cohesive theme of his soundtracks. In this case, he picked opera, and it is outstanding. It works really well.

J: I forgot about that completely. It really does add an air of elevated class to a movie that's about little more than adultery and...

M: And other bad things. Foreshadowing, you know.

J: Can't say more, or else we'll give it away! Not like it came out half a decade ago or anything...

M: Details.
But why are you all screaming?

J: Bottom line, dark and twisty movie with seriously beautiful people and spot-on brogue.

M: Mmhmm. Well said.

J: Stay tuned for a film of a lighter sort!

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