Holiday Theme: sit on ass, watch telly

I kept Blockbuster in Business this holiday season. I can't even REMEMBER all the flicks I rented (NetFlix? hmm have resisted thus far), but below are highlights/lowlights/ehlights:

• Shaun of the Dead: Best film of the lot, actually going into top films for me, PERIOD. I was the annoying bitch that laughed hysterically at pretty much everything. Fanfuckingtastic.
• Napoleon Dynamite: Overall, overrated. But Kip was my favourite, and I keep hearing Napoleon's soundbites in my head, so I guess that stands for summat.
• Pretty Dirty Things: Stephen Frears film starring Audrey Tatou. Well done all round.
• Kicking and Screaming: Again, overrated--seems to be aiming for a Diner redux vibe.
• Van Helsing: Complete and utter guilty pleasure, ate pizza and drank cola just to complete the mainstreamedness of it all. So bad that my eyes involuntarily looked away from the telly at times.
• Garden State: Decent, suffers from overstrain.
• Dare to Love Me: Good, typically French. Quirkiness reminiscent of second-rate Amelie.
• I Can Sleep When I'm Dead: Mike Hodges' film with Clive Owen. Kept waiting for something that never really happened. Weak, but Clive's always scrummy. I mean, immensely talented.

If I think of the others, I'll blog. As you can see, I really got into the season. Of course, this is coming from the woman whose favourite holiday flick is Bad Santa.