Moving Out

I'm finished with Roman Polanski's The Tenant. And by finished I mean, we're never seeing each other again. Ever.

Despite it's very affordable bargain bin pricing and it's wealth of ooh and aah reviews, this film smelled worse than a French hooker after a particularly busy night of playing Storm The Bastille.

Isabelle Adjani had the best eyeglasses though. Sort of a Jiminy Glick circa 1976 thing going on. So hot she's cool.


Saviour Onassis said...

I have never seen The Tenant, but my curiousity has been satisfied by your most wonderful review. However, Storm the Bastille sounds great... Where can I rent that?

Dale said...

I watch 'em so you don't have to. Nice of me eh?

If you want the other one, follow your nose Saviour, follow your nose.

Robert said...

Dale, I love what you've done with the place! It absolutely techno in here.

I'll look into that "Storm The Bastille" game. Sounds interesting.

Dale said...

Yes, it's a little Sing Me Spanish Techno I guess. I'm not sure if I like it or not. I wish I had a larger brain to do design stuff.

Sadly, all my time is spent playing Storm The Bastille. Depending on who else is playing, it's fucking great.

chelene said...

Frankly, "masterpiece of anguish" should have tipped you off.

That's a backhanded compliment if ever I've heard one.

Dale said...

I should have known better and listened to that little voice that whispered It's always the French. (the film takes place in Paris)