Movies: Puss In Boots, Blade 3: Trinity, The Women on the 6th Floor, Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown

A friend and I suffered through a media screening of the new Puss in Boots 3D. For no good reason. My review will go unpublished, which is a shame, since I had fun with it, comparing Shrek and Fiona to the animated version of Ray and Deborah Romano. The film is a predictable combination of the really kiddy and the wannabe adult, with awkward results. The inevitable "cat nip" joke was woeful.   (It was for his glaucoma. I scraped the cinema seat.) Also, does anyone else find anthropomorphic romances sort of awkward? I mean, everyone knows cat sex is far from enjoyable (one word, "barbs"). Or am I just being gross?

Blade 3: Trinity is excellent. It's got it all: Wesley Snipes, Parker Posey in deliberately deranged/awful ensembles and hairstyles (see above), and extreme close-ups of Ryan Reynold's snail trail. I've seen it twice this year, and every time it gets better. Personal favorite is Snipes growling "Coochee-coo" to a baby.

All of which leads to the inevitable question, where is Wesley now? The answer is no where, unless you consider films with titles such as "Gallowwalker" and "Game of Death" somewhere. I do, but then again I'm a sucker for Steven Seagal rip-offs.

The Women on the 6th Floor will be released in Oz on December 15th. I went to media screening on Saturday, where I was the youngest audience member by about four score and five years. No wonder, the film features no one between the ages of 10 and 35. Not that it's bad, I actually really enjoyed it. It's got a great combination of child like wonder and adult drama.Critics have picked at it for it's carefree references to atrocities (Franco in the 60's, for instance) , and it's slight touch of ethno-porn, but I think it works. It's Babyboomer Sunday viewing at it's finest. My interview with director, Phillipe Le Guay should be published soon.

Finally, I re-watched Woman on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown, because one can never enough pistol-packing, wig wearing, Chanel-rip off rocking women in a day. FYI they made a musical of it. SHUT UP.