During one of my many days working as a Production Assistant on American Horror Story, another PA asked everyone an informal poll question: What’s most important to you? A lot of people said family, financial security, or love. My answer was the same reason I came out to Los Angeles in the first place: happiness. Thousands of people come here every year in hopes of attaining happiness and The Disaster Artist, is about Tommy Wiseau’s version of that: The American Dream.
I’ve been slacking. I’ll be the first to admit it. I meant to make an individual post about each film I had thought had a chance to make my Top Ten list of 2017, and between work and other projects, I have let you, fine readers, down.
To make it up to you, here are the films that may very well make my Top Ten list this year that don’t have their own post. For the previously posted see– Split | Get Out | Logan | Kong: Skull Island |
Wow, I didn’t post that many, did I? I hope you all didn’t think that I hadn’t seen any more great films! I will continue posting #ConTENders with the jam-packed fall and winter as scheduled. So stay tuned for that. Continue reading
This may come as a surprise to some of you, but growing up, I was a fat kid. So naturally, I wholeheartedly related to this 1995 comedy about fat kids who go to camp, only for the previous owners give it up to a maniacal health nut hellbent on making money, and have a nightmare befall them that year. The movie I’m talking about of course is: