You may notice that I don't use a star system with my reviews. Most critics do, though, including my dearly beloved Roger Ebert. (See the bookmark on the side.) I have commented that he's more generous than I am, and I especially believe that since he came back from the worst of his cancer last year. He explains himself in this fascinating blog post.
P.S. This morning, my mother read Ebert's review of Hounddog (a.k.a. the Dakota Fanning Rape Movie) to me. While I still have no interest in seeing the movie, I declared Ebert's critique was by far the best piece of writing I'd heard/read on the film.
http://blogs.suntimes.com/ebert/2008/09/you_give_out_too_many_stars.html
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Fails To Score Either Goal
OK, I saw this one on ESPN, not in a movie theater. Kicking It was in and out of theaters in two weeks in July, though - that wasn't enough time! I didn't get to the documentary when it was at Tribeca, and you know I make a concerted effort to support my festival.
Kicking It (seen Sept. 9)
Jumbled composition and poorly focused direction dilute Kicking It, Susan Koch’s documentary about the 2006 Homeless World Cup. Storylines and audience attachments can’t develop with Koch still introducing critical characters almost halfway through the movie, when we don’t even have a firm grasp of the initial who’s who. Following the 48-country, multi-cup tournament becomes difficult; teams doing well in one segment are fighting to stay alive the next time we see them. The scattershot approach also muddles the heartbreaking impact of homelessness: In Russia, for example, one can’t obtain ID or work without an address. Alas, Kicking It falls short as both a gripping sports story and as an illuminating social commentary.
Kicking It (seen Sept. 9)
Jumbled composition and poorly focused direction dilute Kicking It, Susan Koch’s documentary about the 2006 Homeless World Cup. Storylines and audience attachments can’t develop with Koch still introducing critical characters almost halfway through the movie, when we don’t even have a firm grasp of the initial who’s who. Following the 48-country, multi-cup tournament becomes difficult; teams doing well in one segment are fighting to stay alive the next time we see them. The scattershot approach also muddles the heartbreaking impact of homelessness: In Russia, for example, one can’t obtain ID or work without an address. Alas, Kicking It falls short as both a gripping sports story and as an illuminating social commentary.
Cars. Blood. That British Diver.
I still have about 10 reviews to write for August, but my notes for half of them are in New Jersey. In the meantime, let's move to September.
Death Race (seen Sept. 2)
Death Race flaunts its B-movie roots before the opening credits finish rolling: the sound of screeching tires over a grayed-out Universal logo; a killer crash featuring a hockey-masked driver; executive producer Roger Corman, who made Death Race: 2000 in 1975. Director Paul W.S. Anderson (the Resident Evil franchise) strives to inject social realism with a floundering economy, laid-off factory workers, and bloodthirsty viewers paying $99 a pop to watch video of prison races that lead to such pleasant fatalities as decapitation. For the record, Death Race takes place in 2012, not 2008, and stars the yummy Jason Statham (returning to the fast cars of The Italian Job and the Transporter flicks) as our wrongly convicted, single-dad hero. It’s all noisy, bloody chaos, with hard bodies more important than dialogue, yet it has a most incongruous sight – two-time Academy-Award nominee Joan Allen, as a sadistic prison warden. The Bourne veteran is all clipped tones and high heels and pencil skirts, but her presence in this glorified videogame still mystifies me.
Death Race (seen Sept. 2)
Death Race flaunts its B-movie roots before the opening credits finish rolling: the sound of screeching tires over a grayed-out Universal logo; a killer crash featuring a hockey-masked driver; executive producer Roger Corman, who made Death Race: 2000 in 1975. Director Paul W.S. Anderson (the Resident Evil franchise) strives to inject social realism with a floundering economy, laid-off factory workers, and bloodthirsty viewers paying $99 a pop to watch video of prison races that lead to such pleasant fatalities as decapitation. For the record, Death Race takes place in 2012, not 2008, and stars the yummy Jason Statham (returning to the fast cars of The Italian Job and the Transporter flicks) as our wrongly convicted, single-dad hero. It’s all noisy, bloody chaos, with hard bodies more important than dialogue, yet it has a most incongruous sight – two-time Academy-Award nominee Joan Allen, as a sadistic prison warden. The Bourne veteran is all clipped tones and high heels and pencil skirts, but her presence in this glorified videogame still mystifies me.
Tell Everyone: Get Over the Subtitle Aversion
When other reviews for Tell No One referenced two of my favorite films of all time, I simply had to see it. This isn't quite as good (could anything be?), but it's pretty terrific all the same.
13) Tell No One (seen Aug. 30, 13th film of August)
The language of suspense is universal, as the French thriller Tell No One ably demonstrates. The film, based on a novel by American author Harlan Coben (Guillaume Canet adapts and directs), celebrates some of the genre’s classics: the doctor wrongly accused of murdering his wife (The Fugitive), albeit eight years later; our main character on the run (North by Northwest); a magnificent chase sequence that peaks as it crosses a busy, New Jersey Turnpike-esque highway (The French Connection). And Alex (Francois Cluzet) thinks he’s seen his still-beloved spouse, suddenly rendering her not so dead – shades of Laura, anyone? Only the too-pat ending disappoints, leaving Tell No One just short of modern-day mystery marvel status. Still, this doesn’t much detract from the twisty treat of summer fun, with stellar turns from the heart-wrenching, increasingly stretched Cluzet and a sexy and stunning Kristin Scott Thomas as Alex’s best friend.
13) Tell No One (seen Aug. 30, 13th film of August)
The language of suspense is universal, as the French thriller Tell No One ably demonstrates. The film, based on a novel by American author Harlan Coben (Guillaume Canet adapts and directs), celebrates some of the genre’s classics: the doctor wrongly accused of murdering his wife (The Fugitive), albeit eight years later; our main character on the run (North by Northwest); a magnificent chase sequence that peaks as it crosses a busy, New Jersey Turnpike-esque highway (The French Connection). And Alex (Francois Cluzet) thinks he’s seen his still-beloved spouse, suddenly rendering her not so dead – shades of Laura, anyone? Only the too-pat ending disappoints, leaving Tell No One just short of modern-day mystery marvel status. Still, this doesn’t much detract from the twisty treat of summer fun, with stellar turns from the heart-wrenching, increasingly stretched Cluzet and a sexy and stunning Kristin Scott Thomas as Alex’s best friend.
I Should Have Stayed Home to Watch The House Bunny
You know how some films play better on TV than they do in theaters? The following is one of them. At least I did the mall-matinee thing, and the target audience seemed to have a grand ol' time.
The House Bunny (seen Aug. 29, 12th movie of August)
The House Bunny wants to be a cinematic cousin to Legally Blonde, using the same female writing team (Karen McCullah Lutz and Kirsten Smith) and a likable actress (Anna Faris) seeking a breakout comedy. Instead of honoring Blonde’s canny mix of smarts and the color pink, though, Bunny settles for pedestrian dumb-blonde humor. Girl power comes in the form of makeovers and boy ogling: Evicted Playboy Bunny Shelley Darlington (Faris) must help a group of misfit sorority sisters (including Rumer Willis and American Idol wannabe Katharine McPhee!) save its house from their Plastics-like rivals. Faris plays her trademark wide-eyed, breathy-voiced naïf well, but the real surprise comes from Superbad’s Emma Stone, evoking a pre-scandal Lindsay Lohan as the most socially adept of the Zeta Alpha Zetas. Perhaps Lutz and Smith can build a franchise around the effortlessly cool Stone, one that honors Reese Witherspoon rather than the Girls Next Door.
The House Bunny (seen Aug. 29, 12th movie of August)
The House Bunny wants to be a cinematic cousin to Legally Blonde, using the same female writing team (Karen McCullah Lutz and Kirsten Smith) and a likable actress (Anna Faris) seeking a breakout comedy. Instead of honoring Blonde’s canny mix of smarts and the color pink, though, Bunny settles for pedestrian dumb-blonde humor. Girl power comes in the form of makeovers and boy ogling: Evicted Playboy Bunny Shelley Darlington (Faris) must help a group of misfit sorority sisters (including Rumer Willis and American Idol wannabe Katharine McPhee!) save its house from their Plastics-like rivals. Faris plays her trademark wide-eyed, breathy-voiced naïf well, but the real surprise comes from Superbad’s Emma Stone, evoking a pre-scandal Lindsay Lohan as the most socially adept of the Zeta Alpha Zetas. Perhaps Lutz and Smith can build a franchise around the effortlessly cool Stone, one that honors Reese Witherspoon rather than the Girls Next Door.
Bus Time Leads To Writing Time
I spent seven hours and 40 minutes on buses going to Framingham, MA, from New York City on Friday afternoon and evening. I wish someone could build a bridge over Connecticut. On the other hand, I had time to draft five reviews. Here we go!
Hamlet 2 (seen Aug. 23; the 11th movie of August)
Hamlet 2 represents the latest overpriced Sundance pickup (think Happy, Texas, The Spitfire Grill … yeah, I don’t remember them either) whose so-called charms evaporate once out of the thin Park City, Utah, air. Director Andrew Fleming and writer Pam Brady apparently used all their wit a decade ago (Dick and the South Park movie, respectively) as Hamlet 2 awkwardly spoofs inspirational teacher dramas and “let’s put on a show” spirit. Fleming and Brady build their comedy around an imitation Martin Short (Steve Coogan), a clueless high school drama coach with a failing program, a shrewish wife (Catherine Keener, once again brittle), an unpronounceable last name (an increasingly forced gag) and crush on Elisabeth Shue. The latter plays herself as a disgruntled actress turned satisfied fertility nurse in Tucson, Ariz., in a bit that’s an amusing trifle at first before becoming strained. The musical numbers are clever in their awfulness, but otherwise, Hamlet 2 should have stayed as dead as its titular character.
Hamlet 2 (seen Aug. 23; the 11th movie of August)
Hamlet 2 represents the latest overpriced Sundance pickup (think Happy, Texas, The Spitfire Grill … yeah, I don’t remember them either) whose so-called charms evaporate once out of the thin Park City, Utah, air. Director Andrew Fleming and writer Pam Brady apparently used all their wit a decade ago (Dick and the South Park movie, respectively) as Hamlet 2 awkwardly spoofs inspirational teacher dramas and “let’s put on a show” spirit. Fleming and Brady build their comedy around an imitation Martin Short (Steve Coogan), a clueless high school drama coach with a failing program, a shrewish wife (Catherine Keener, once again brittle), an unpronounceable last name (an increasingly forced gag) and crush on Elisabeth Shue. The latter plays herself as a disgruntled actress turned satisfied fertility nurse in Tucson, Ariz., in a bit that’s an amusing trifle at first before becoming strained. The musical numbers are clever in their awfulness, but otherwise, Hamlet 2 should have stayed as dead as its titular character.
Sunday, August 31, 2008
Returning Soon To A Theater Near You - Me!
The Entertainment Weekly Fall Movie Preview issue is my favorite of the entire year. I read it from cover to cover the day it arrives, categorize all the flicks into three lists, and refer back to the issue over the next four months. Most of this year's selections are "maybes;" very few have me ready to head to a theater on the first day. But after making my list, and checking it twice, here's what I have at least mild curiosity about.
1) Burn After Reading (Sept. 12, the Coen brothers' follow-up to No Country for Old Men. However, Variety hated it, and that makes me leery.)
2) The Women (Sept. 12, and Mom and I have a mother/daughter date the next day. We haven't had one of those in a long time.)
3) The Duchess (Sept. 19. Keira Knighley, costumes, and "based on a book." I am so there.)
4) Blindness (Sept. 26. The good news: the casting of Julianne Moore and Mark Ruffalo. The bad news: bad buzz at Cannes. I'm nervous.)
5) Rachel Getting Married (Oct. 3, with Anne Hathaway already receiving critical praise. But is it too much in the "dirty up a pretty girl for an Oscar" vein?)
6) Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (Oct. 3, featuring the adorable Michael Cera and the equally charming Kat Dennings. Better-than-average teen fare?)
7) Religulous (Oct. 3, the Bill Maher religion documentary. Considering HIS views, this ought to be a hoot, and hopefully intelligent.)
8) Body of Lies (Oct. 10, reuniting Leo and the writer of The Departed, but adding Russell Crowe and HIS buddy Ridley Scott)
9) The Secret Lies of Bees (Oct. 17, as long as it isn't like Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Maybe I should read the book first?)
10) Changeling (Oct. 24. Let the "Angie for Oscar" hype begin. I think she was robbed for A Mighty Heart, so campaigning is A-OK with me.)
11) The Soloist (Nov. 21. Please don't be sappy. Let the Robert Downey Jr. Is Awesome streak win out.)
12) Australia (Nov. 26. I hate everything Baz Luhrmann does, so I ought to avoid this. And yet, it has Hugh Jackman as a romantic lead, and I swoon.)
13) Frost/Nixon (Dec. 5, my No. 1 movie choice of the fall season. I saw the play, I think Michael Sheen is highly underrated, my classmate Patricia and I talk about it every time we see each other.)
14) Doubt (Dec. 12, which is No. 2 on my overall list because I never saw the play.)
15) Reservation Road (Dec. 26, a Leo/Kate reunion that I hope will not be as nausea-inducing as That Freaking Boat Movie.)
All right - your turn. What do you want to see?
1) Burn After Reading (Sept. 12, the Coen brothers' follow-up to No Country for Old Men. However, Variety hated it, and that makes me leery.)
2) The Women (Sept. 12, and Mom and I have a mother/daughter date the next day. We haven't had one of those in a long time.)
3) The Duchess (Sept. 19. Keira Knighley, costumes, and "based on a book." I am so there.)
4) Blindness (Sept. 26. The good news: the casting of Julianne Moore and Mark Ruffalo. The bad news: bad buzz at Cannes. I'm nervous.)
5) Rachel Getting Married (Oct. 3, with Anne Hathaway already receiving critical praise. But is it too much in the "dirty up a pretty girl for an Oscar" vein?)
6) Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist (Oct. 3, featuring the adorable Michael Cera and the equally charming Kat Dennings. Better-than-average teen fare?)
7) Religulous (Oct. 3, the Bill Maher religion documentary. Considering HIS views, this ought to be a hoot, and hopefully intelligent.)
8) Body of Lies (Oct. 10, reuniting Leo and the writer of The Departed, but adding Russell Crowe and HIS buddy Ridley Scott)
9) The Secret Lies of Bees (Oct. 17, as long as it isn't like Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Maybe I should read the book first?)
10) Changeling (Oct. 24. Let the "Angie for Oscar" hype begin. I think she was robbed for A Mighty Heart, so campaigning is A-OK with me.)
11) The Soloist (Nov. 21. Please don't be sappy. Let the Robert Downey Jr. Is Awesome streak win out.)
12) Australia (Nov. 26. I hate everything Baz Luhrmann does, so I ought to avoid this. And yet, it has Hugh Jackman as a romantic lead, and I swoon.)
13) Frost/Nixon (Dec. 5, my No. 1 movie choice of the fall season. I saw the play, I think Michael Sheen is highly underrated, my classmate Patricia and I talk about it every time we see each other.)
14) Doubt (Dec. 12, which is No. 2 on my overall list because I never saw the play.)
15) Reservation Road (Dec. 26, a Leo/Kate reunion that I hope will not be as nausea-inducing as That Freaking Boat Movie.)
All right - your turn. What do you want to see?
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