I'm Just Not Feeling This Movie

The other night we watched Laurel Canyon. It’s one of those films that I always sort of meant to see but never got around to it. It finally came up on the Netflix queue. It’s not a bad movie, it has some awesome music, and it made me think that living in LA wouldn’t be bad if one could live in Laurel Canyon, which looks awesome (the house is the movie is to die for). But for the most part, the movie just seems wildly implausible.

(Warning: spoilers for this 4-year-old movie follow.)

For example, at one point, Kate Beckinsale’s character does a shot and promptly strips down to her bra and boys shorts, hops into the pool, and starts making out with her boyfriend’s mother and her boyfriend’s mother boyfriend. I don’t think there are enough shots in the world to ever make me think that’s a good idea (especially when your boyfriend’s mother is Frances McDormand).

Earlier in the movie, Kate Beckinsale tries to go down on her boyfriend (Christian Bale, looking surprisingly not hot for some reason—possibly his really awful hair). He says no, because he’s “tired.” Lord Kissington was incredulous.

Lord Kissington: Kate Beckinsale offers him a blow job and he says no?!
Me: This movie just lost you, didn’t it?
LK: I’m going to fold the laundry.

The movie did have the saving grace of the very hot Alessandro Nivola, who sings a really amazing song (that plays over the end credits).