I really liked Almost Famous when it first came out. I bet I was more than just a little enthralled by the ohmigosh socute Kate Hudson and the happy tale of the young lad taken aboard a magic bus ride of groupies and rock stars and crazy people and Phillip Seymour Hoffman playing Lester "F'n" Bangs, Rock Critic. And I thought it was a perfectly good outrage that such a well-made film was nearly ignored at the Academy Awards (sure, it won Best Original Screenplay but Frances McDormand deserved a win, and honestly the film should've been nominated for Best Feature instead of the Miramax Flavor of the Month.) Luckily for me I had an outlet for my media-based gripes at the time, wouldn't you say? Ho ho ho! You can taste the serendipity in the air!

I was slightly less enthralled when I later learned it was slightly based on the true experiences Cameron Crowe had as a teenage writer, and the film was more than likely his touching loving ode to, well, himself. It's still an interesting story, I'll give you that, and it's a well-made film, and Kate Hudson is still ohmigosh pinchyercheeks cute, but you tend to see the heavy tarnish when you realize the ego that it's ultimately serving.

And then I saw Vanilla Sky and thought it was complete and utter garbage and so Cameron Crowe fell out of my Wicked Cool Directors list. But he's still one of the better ones, that much I know. I still like Fast Times at Ridgemont High and Say Anything, at least.

Well, that's all the time we have this week for Rob Goes To The Movies so until next time, this is Rob saying quit kicking the back of my chair in time to the music, you uncultured yardape you.

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