My Dinner with A-Holes

For younger people, people younger than 45, say, I suspect all I’d have to say about Roman Polanski’s new film Carnage is that it takes place entirely within two rooms of an apartment building and the hall, and they’d stay away in droves. You kids with your short attention spans and your facetime and your f*ckable iPads, that’s an immature and close-minded reason not to see a movie. But in this case, luckily, there are also plenty of others.

Based on the play God of Carnage, by French playwright Yasmina Reza, Carnage follows two sets of parents, played by John C. Reilly and Jodie Foster, and Christoph Waltz and Kate Winslet, who meet to discuss a fight between their sons in a civilized manner. But as the day wears on, they become increasingly childish themselves! That’s… well, that’s pretty much it, really (feel free to make your own joke here about the guy creating an idealized vision of youthful innocence being Roman f*cking Polanski). It’s the kind of film that a certain sect of the older generation considers “classic drama,” that they’re going to try to sell to the rest of us, because people just don’t appreciate real stories without robots punchin’ each other anymore, gall durn it! Fair enough, but 12 Angry Men this ain’t. It’s important to make a distinction between a “scathing critique of contemporary society!” and characters obnoxiously bickering about contemporary issues in an unrealistic way.

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THIS WEEK IN POSTERS: It was a slower week on the poster front, but there’s still lots to see including Prometheus, Amanda Seyfried as a porn star, Statham, and I swear to God, Stephen Dorff. Trust me, man, I wouldn’t lie to you about Stephen Dorff.

Prometheus: Not much different than what we’ve already seen, just a little brighter. Every time I see one of these I have to try not to make a Big Giant Head reference from Third Rock from the Sun that no one will get. What! Joseph Gordon-Levitt was on that show! You’re telling me it’s still not cool? Fine. Whatever, man. I’ll just say that “a search for your beginning that leads to your end” creates a very head-up-your-own-ass visual.
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This week on the Frotcast, we have local comic and theater manager Matt Louv live in the Frotquarters to discuss Carnage, The Iron Lady, the worst things he’s seen as a theater manager, Marky Mark preventing 9/11, Brendan’s impersonations, listener calls, listener emails, other jackassery, and Bret’s bag o’ bones.

• 00:02:02 – Flashback to the incident during Vince’s stand-up where Brendan confronted a heckler, and Matt was there to witness it.
• 00:05:15 – We take a listen to some voicemails: one fan with a pulse on the humanity vents about Fake Bret, the real Bret receives a backhanded compliment, Ben gets called a c*nt, and the Mighty Feklhr sends in a koi call.
• 00:17:44 – We have a brief talk about the exciting Niners’ win from this past weekend. Vince had an interesting viewing of the Maggie Thatcher biopic, Iron Lady. Matt and Vince discuss Carnage, Roman Polanski’s newest film, and we play a fun little guessing game dealing with the film. Vince plays a new clip from MANswers that leads us to Robert Palmer’s Simply Irresistible, Matt shares some stories about running a theater, and Brendan adds some more impersonations to his repertoire.
• 01:02:13 – We talk about Marky Mark hypothetically stopping 9/11 (never forget), his wicked childhood, and him no longer needing to wank it.
• 01:11:14 – Justin Halpern sent in an email to follow up from episode 81, we answer a relationship question, and the issue of Vince losing his virginity comes up.

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And thanks to listener Matt for this week’s listener-art submission:

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Besides Ethan Hunt being the only international superspy who always looks like he just walked out of a snazzy Banana Republic catalogue, the main thing I notice about this poster is how good Paula Patton’s boobs look. I think it’d be more effective if it had “NO BACKUP, NO PLAN, NO CHOICE, NO PANTIES,” with the NO PANTIES over Paula Patton and her awesome jugs. Then again, “NO CONTACT” is the same sign they have in strip clubs, so perhaps that’s a fitting thing to write on her boobs. Playing it safe, really.

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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I’d watch a movie with John C. Reilly and Christoph Waltz in it even if the director was a child rapist. In totally unrelated news, here we have the trailer for Carnage, adapted from the play God of Carnage, directed by Roman Polanski, starring John C. Reilly, Christoph Waltz, Kate Winslet, and Jodie Foster. It appears to have only one location, much like Polanski himself from December 2009 to July 2010, because of the raping.

As for the plot, seems Kate Winslet and Christoph Waltz’ kid beat up John C. Reilly and Jody Foster’s  kid at school, and now they’re having a big, philosophical to-do about it. At one point, Waltz is such a workaholic that his wife dunks his cell phone in water to teach him a lesson. How original! But wait, you’ll ruin his important business meeting with the Japanese! Still, I liked it better when an eagle stole Sandra Bullock’s Blackberry. More symbolic or something.

After the jump, two gifs that would’ve made this trailer a lot better.

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