It's Friday(almost), and I'm feeling torn. Shall I tell you about how one man successfully united a leopard bikini, a mullet and a gold timepiece? Or shall I gush over perhaps the best time travel movie that no one has ever heard of and you must see, like yesterday?
Maybe I'll do both and call it a party.
Okay, successfully is a bit of a stretch. But in his prime this guy knew how to impress the ladies. Not only is he cognizant of time, but the vapor effect in front of the electrical plug reminds us of his ability to disappear into a fog-laden temporal shift to an era where his mother told him how rad he looked.
Now, on to the movie. Yesterday was too recent. You should have seen Timecrimes two years ago. First let me say how giddy I am that imdb.com has foretold of this movie's future remake for 2011 from its present foreign film status. That means Hollywood has gotten wind of its wicked loveliness and it's in development as we speak. It's the perfect suspense/thriller, sprinkled with horror on the plot skeleton of time travel. Though it is in Spanish, the producers have dubbed English voices over the dialogue and it only becomes like one of those Godzilla-OMG-their-lips-don't-match-what-they're-saying on the extreme close ups.
In the movie, a man accidentally travels to the past and meets himself, triggering a series of mysterious events that lead to a shocking crime. Oscar-nominated short-film director Nacho Vigalondo brilliantly weaves the mundane of an ordinary man's day with a gripping and intricate cautionary message: do not diddle with time travel. Watch this when you're in a quasi-intellectual mind warp mood, ala Memento. If I told you any more, leopard-bikini man would be mad.
Seriously, what was he thinking?