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Much to my surprise, a movie featuring Elisabeth Hurley and filmed entirely partly in Romania has no review that I can find.

I'm not sure how and why I ended up watching two movies in one evening, but I did. Maybe it was a need to procrastinate, maybe it was the "monster storm" that shut down New York and was raging outside.

This is one of the best movies I’ve seen this year and, as the poster suggests, it is quite “pulpy”.

Am invitat niste pretenari la o seara de film, si cum am trimis invitatia nitel cam tarziu, m-am gandit s-o pun si-aici pentre cei care - ca si mine - isi citesc Reader-ul si Twitter-ul mai des decat email-ul.

This is an (Austro?-)German movie shortlisted for the Foreign Oscar and filmed in Bucharest. It’s great and rated 7.6 on IMDB, with a Metascore of 93. It is also remarkably warm and positive toward Romania.

I recently watched a with a rather long title (Cand se lasa seara in Bucuresti sau Metabolism) movie at TIFF13 and I thought I share my views with you. The article is unfinished, but I feel so sick, I might have a brain-wasting disease and I’d better publish it while I still can. 

With all the March 8th celebrations, I got this idea about writing an article about each important woman in my life, starting with early childhood or as far as my memories go. That would take a while.

Though the premise is not original (Weird Science 1985, s1m0ne 2002, Pixel Perfect 2004, or Pygmalion, Pinocchio and Frankenstein) and this is a Hollywood, almost Disney movie to its core, the treatment is not that bad - it's actually quite refreshing. Here’s the trailer.

I was going through a movie marathon when I started this article. I thought I’d seen something in Ghenea’s performance, then I wasn’t so sure. And time passed.

About a week ago I watched a number of TV series and movies worth discussing. One of them was about the Brits and the war, and it is somehow connected, in my mind, to UKIP and Farage.

For the longest time I've been meaning to write an article about how youth is not a virtue in itself, but a time when you're actually pretty dumb, and though in your older age you might look back with regret, that does not (or should not) make youngsters gods.

Am decis sa-mi astern impresiile fara sa citesc vreun alt review. S-ar putea sa revin mai tarziu, dar momentan, oricum nu e timp.

Nu m-am dus la festival decat la cateva filme. M-am gandit sa scriu despre ele acum, cat sunt inca fresh si chiar sa prezint cateva shorts (scurt-metraje) intr-o colectie.

Acum, ca tot am vorbit atata despre moarte, moaste si capete de maori, a mai ramas sa va povestesc despre japonezi si ritualurile lor de intampinare a mortii, asa cum sunt prezentate in castigatorul Oscarului 2009.

I recently read about the Battle of Gallipoli (subject also of a movie with Mel Gibson from back when he still was, apparently, cuter than crazy) and it reminded me of a famous epic poem by the Romanian national poet, Mihai Eminescu.

Poate ca-n Ro titlul acestui film - The Sensation of Sight (2006) - a fost tradus altfel. Poate ca l-ai vazut deja. Eu abia l-am vazut, si nici n-am apucat sa-mi trag sufletul. Cand m-am ridicat, m-a luat cu ameteala. Poate era de la vin & popcorn. Why?

In a recent (semi-)transatlantic flight, while reading the airline magazine, I stumbled upon a bit on courage and machismo, which contrasted sharply with Andre Gide’s preface to an Antoine de Saint-Exupery (you know, the guy who wrote Le Petit Prince) book I was also (re)-reading. Let me present it for you.

I have made the mistake to look at what Adrian Nastase had to say in his defense. It's quite persuasive. This document makes use of certain HTML5 tags that are presently supported only by Chrome / Chromium and make reading easier.

The video of Dr Simona Tibu's arrest and assault has recently been released (cbc-video), after a protracted legal battle. What is debatable is to what extent is this a case of police brutality / use of unnecessary and excessive force, or white female entitlement.

I’ve two heavy things on my mind right now, and unlike WhatsApp frustrations, I don't think I'll be able to balance them with some happier, care-free thoughts. The second part of the title was inspired by a comment left by Blegoo about a year ago.