The Movie Reel

Like most people, I occasionally get music stuck in my head. However, I've found it far more perplexing to get movies stuck in my head.

Never the whole thing -- just a scene, or a couple of lines. And thankfully they usually don't stick for long (except for those pesky musicals) ... Just long enough to make me want to watch a movie, but not long enough for me to remember what it was by the time I get home.

Largely because of that last part, I decided yesterday to try listing them as they appeared. These are the results.

The Replacements (seriously woke up with a scene in my head)

Mary Poppins (that one was Moonie's fault)

Silence of the Lambs

Hairspray

Ferris Bueller's Day Off (also Moonie's fault)

Leap Year

Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist (that one I blame on the Admiral)

Joy Ride

Ghostbusters

Garden State

Singin' In The Rain

Casino Royale

Last Holiday

Brokeback Mountain

August Rush

The Departed

After all that I rented "Shutter Island" and I have to say -- it was pretty fantastic. I'm not into horror flicks but I love a good mind-bender (more of a "Silence of the Lambs" girl than a "The Ring" girl -- and anybody who saw "The Ring" with me knows that).

Actually, the easiest way to describe it is that if it has some kind of paranormal element odds are good I won't be interested. But if it deals with a maybe-too-realistic villain I'm more likely to enjoy it. There's something wrong with that.

Anyway!

"Shutter Island." Definitely a mind-bender. Beautifully done (at least in the way shots were taken and the music they used) and I like Leonardo DiCaprio, so altogether a good experience. Twist ending (you can probably take a guess at what it was) but with enough little surprises to still leave you wondering.

Now, to figure out what's up with that list...

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