2012: The Good, The Bad, & The Epilogue

Some clickables:

2012, PART 1

2012, PART 2

2012, PART 3

So, that was my 2012 movie experience.  Saw a lot less than I did in each of the past two years (by about 10 movies).  How come? Basically, it’s expensive.  And annoying.  And paying a lot of money to watch some asshole play Words With Friends two rows in front of me on his super-bright Galaxy SIII, or whatever, isn’t my idea of a good time at the movies.  Literally half of the flicks I saw I watched at home.  7 out of 10 in “Part 3” of my post alone were movies that had come out earlier in the year, and most of those were very early in the year.  And I hate that this is the case.  My inner movie-lovin’ 16-year-old self is so very disappointed in me.  Seriously, he’s weeping in his medium Cherry Coke, nachos with extra cheese, and Sour Patch Kids right now as he watches Die Hard for the first time (with his friend John’s inner movie-lovin’ 16-year-old self) at the thought of his 40-year-old self watching Schwarzenegger, Stallone, Willis, Lundgren, and Van Damme sharing the same screen… in his flippin’ living room.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel, though- an Alamo Drafthouse is coming to NYC, and while it’s not in a convenient location for me, they’re strict about their “no phone” rule.  Plus, beer.  So, maybe I’ll get out a little more.  We’ll see.

Anyway, let’s break it down:

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Thumbs Down

(in order, from “What An Incredible Smell You’ve Discovered” to “Not Too Good, Is It, Chief?”)

Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter

Battleship

V/H/S

Snow White And The Huntsman

Prometheus

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Thumbs Sideways

(in order, from “You’re A Fuckin’ T-Shirt, At Best” to “She Was OK… She Wasn’t Anything Special“)

The Amazing Spider-Man

Ghost Rider: Spirit Of Vengeance

Tim & Eric’s Billion Dollar Movie

The Raven

Coriolanus

Lockout

Wrath Of The Titans

John Carter of Mars

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Thumbs Up

(in order, from “Yeah… That’s A Good One…” to “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!”)

Goon

The Expendables 2

Casa De Mi Padre

Men In Black 3

The Hunger Games

The Comedy

Brave

The Woman In Black

Dredd

Looper

Bernie

The Dark Knight Rises

The Grey

The Master

Cloud Atlas

Skyfall

The Avengers

Lincoln

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey

Django Unchained

The Cabin In The Woods

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I sure do like a lot, don’t I?  Well, to be fair, I’m probably not going to intentionally see something I expect to dislike.  That’s just common sense.  That said, I think I’m going to go a step further with my ratings “system” and, well, ditch it.  I mean, who the fuck cares if Brian Costello gives something a “thumbs up?”  Who the fuck am I, you know?  From now on, it’ll just be discussion.  No silly ratings.

Anyway, in conclusion…

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Movies I planned on seeing, but somehow didn’t get around to by the time of this writing:

Jack Reacher– because as nutty as he is in real life, Tom Cruise, while not the best actor out there, is the definitive movie star of his generation. He’s charismatic, brave, and committed in everything he does.  You won’t ever see him “phoning it in.”

Moonrise Kingdom– because Wes Anderson has never disappointed me, and I love the actors he uses.

Argo– because the second coming of Ben Affleck has been glorious.  Plus, John Goodman.  And Bryan Cranston.  Also, Alan Arkin.  And then Victor Garber.

Zero Dark Thirty– because even though I wasn’t the biggest fan of The Hurt Locker, I think Kathryn Bigelow has a lot to say about what happens off the battlefield during war.  Also, it’s the story of how we got that fucker ObL.  And, yeah, Chastain’s in it.

Wreck-It Ralph– because I grew up in the dawn of (and continue to indulge in) video games, I think John C. Reilly is the man, and Sarah Silverman is my other secret mistress (don’t tell Blunt, Thirlby, or Chastain).

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Movies I was mildly curious about, but didn’t go out of my way to see by the time of this writing:

Rise Of The Guardians– It looked interesting, and some people whose opinions I trust dug it.

Life Of Pi– Ang Lee + cool visuals.

Hitchcock– Anthony Hopkins rules.

Seven Psychopaths– I dig all those guys.

Les Miserables– Curiosity killed the cat(woman).

The Three Stooges– Looked pretty damned funny.

The Raid– I hear nothing but praise.

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Movies I wasn’t really all that curious about, to be perfectly honest, but might have seen, I guess, but didn’t by the time of this writing:

Flight, or, Look, Ma, No Sobriety!!!

Paranorman, or, Animation Movie #137

Frankenweenie, or, Tim Burton Goes Back To The Well

The Bourne Legacy, or, Everybody Loves Renner

The Campaign, or, Obligatory Election Year Ferrell and/or Galifianakis Comedy

Total Recall, or, Don’t Get Your Ass To Mars

Savages, or, I Dig Oliver Stone, But I Can Only Take So Much Taylor Kitsch *giggle* In One Year, Thank You Very Much

The Dictator, or, I’m Just About Done With Sacha Baron Cohen

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Movies that were popular in one way or another, and therefore were on my radar, but, seriously, you’d have to pay me to see because I have better things to do with my time (like rearrange my sock drawer, or scoop out the litter box, or something) with the titles they should have been given:

Twilight: Breaking Your IQ, Part 2

Digital North Korean Dawn

Silver Oscar Bait Playbook

Here Comes The Latest Kevin James Abortion

Tyler Perry Presents: Please Become A Fan Of Me, Boring White People- I’m Playing That Hard-Boiled Detective Morgan Freeman Played In The 90’s, And You Guys LOVE Him

Paranormal Activity 4… Hundred…

The Odd Career Of Jennifer Garner

Seriously, There Was Another Ice Age Movie?

Katy Perry: Waste Of Space

I Don’t Care How Many Times People Say To Me, “Actually, It Was A Really Good Movie,” I Still Don’t Give A Damn About Magic Mike, So They Should Just Give Up, Already

Seriously, There Was Another Madagascar Movie?

Watered-Down Rock- The Broadway Musical: The Movie

I Want To See Adam Sandler & Andy Samberg Together In a Movie About As Much As I Want A Diseased Rat With Blunt Teeth To Gnaw Off My Genitals

Titanic- The Rerelease In 3D: Because Apparently It Needed Even More Money

Raping Dr. Seuss

That Other Snow White Movie

I’d Totally See A Movie About Black WWII Fighter Pilots, But This One’s A Lucasfilm Production

Seriously, There Was Another Underworld Movie?

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Aaaaaaand… scene.

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  -BC


2012: The Good, The Bad, & The Sideways, Part 3

PART 1

PART 2

and, now,

The Expendables 2: I really didn’t like The Expendables.  It was a slab-o-meat-fest that took itself waaaaaaaay to seriously, given the abundance of marble-mouthed acting and lack of skillful filmmaking.  Imagine my surprise when The Expendables 2 unfurled before my eyes and I kinda had a blast.  It’s as if they took everything they did wrong in the first one and enhanced it, on purpose, allowing it to be relentlessly silly and fun.  The opening sequence alone was worth the price of admission (or, the $1.50 I paid for it at the Redbox across the street)- a rescue mission where the “strategy” was to just barge in through the front door with armored vehicles and KILL EVERYTHING, the safety of the hostage be damned!  Big, dumb explosions, bad CGI blood splatters, and awful, awful, awful Dolph Lundgren ADR work… it’s all on display and actually adds to the sheer awesome ridiculousness of it all.  I laughed the whole time.  Then, Not-Chris Hemsworth shows up with his out-of-place soft boyishness, and within seconds I’m like, “that guy is SOOOOO dead.”  Then he tells his weepy, sad backstory and his fate is SEALED, yo (Spoiler alert?  Bitch, PLEASE.  No one’s that dumb).  “They needed something to avenge,” or whatever, so why not Not-Thor?  Anyway, yeah, there’s some uncomfortably awful wink-wink one-liners from the action stars’ past glories, and Chuck Norris exists in this film only because he was the subject of maybe my least-favorite internet meme ever, but aside from that, The Expendables 2, while certainly a result of lowered expectations, struck the right chord with me.  The “funny bone by way of ridiculous action” chord.

A head-shaking thumbs up for a dumb, fun ride that I’m a little embarrassed I enjoyed.

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P.S.  Jason Statham’s fight scenes are totally awesome.

P.P.S.  Is it me, or is Jet Li getting a little round?  In that flak jacket he kinda looked like a black lollipop with a head.

P.P.P.S.  Stallone is starting to look like a ‘roided-out grandmother who’s scared that the orderlies are going to steal her hard candy.

P.P.P.P.S.  Terry Crews.  This is all.

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Lincoln (or “Not The Expendables“): See this movie.  See this movie in a theater, if you still can.  Not because Steven Spielberg has crafted another bombastic, choreographed blast-fest, but because he’s done the complete opposite.  The opening scene finds Lincoln quietly talking to a pair of black Union soldiers as he sits in a lean-to to keep out of the weather, and there’s almost no movement.  The only sound is the rain surrounding us.  We see both admiration and frustration in the soldiers’ eyes.  Yet we become part of the conversation rather than a mere observer.  We immediately like Abe.  So much that I felt like I was right there, but couldn’t speak up because of my rank, or something.  And every scene is like this.  You’re right there in the room with everyone.  Uncle Stevie has created a beautiful, moving masterpiece that lets dialogue and acting tell the story first and foremost.  It’s a reminder that while the guy can bring the noise, so to speak, he’s still a masterful director that knows when to dial it back.

That’s not to say this is merely a “talking heads” movie- it’s actually quite exciting.  The prez basically accomplishes a Constitutional heist, getting the 13th Amendment passed through trickery, cheating, even bullying.  Sort of like a governmental Ocean’s 11 (but not like South Park did it 4 years ago).  I mean, it’s not an action film by any means, but at times it’s just as exciting.  And when you can make a movie where people sit around tables and discuss due process exciting, well, uh… well, you’re Steven Fucking Spielberg, I guess.

Oh, and yes, the performances.  Everyone in this film deserves recognition.  EVERYONE.  From Daniel Day Lewis (giving us YET ANOTHER career high point… are there any valleys on this guy’s resumé?  I never did see Nine…) commanding the screen with his quiet, crystal clear speaking voice and nice guy persona to Tommy Lee Jones bringing the grumpy, to James Spader being hilariously fat, gross, and determined, to Michael Stuhlbarg’s intellectual crisis of conscience, to Walton Goggins’ mousy, fearful fish-out-of-water skittishness, to Sally Field, to David Strathairn, to Hal Holbrook, to John Hawkes, to Jared Harris…

I gotta just stop now.  I could go on forever about these people.  Nary a weak performance from President down to Private.

Fantastic.

Thumbs up for an actual, honest-to-god interesting historical learning experience that had no vampires whatsoever (well, except maybe George Pendleton…).

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The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey:  “…huzzah!!!  Peter Jackson has done it again.  Perfect?  No.  The first hour or so of the movie has some serious pacing issues and feels a bit bloated, but once things finally take off running, it’s a total blast that makes you wish you could leap forward to next December and just move on with the story, already.  I can’t wait to see it again…”

Thumbs UP.  Full review HERE.

Dwarves

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Men In Black 3: Yeah, I’ll take that.  It was fun.  A little unnecessary, to be sure, but fun.  Certainly wasn’t awkward, half-baked, and sloppy, like MIB II was.  Maybe it exists as an apology for that film?  Anyway, Will Smiff and TLJ still make a great Abbott & Costello team, and Josh Brolin does a pretty funny impression of the latter.  Also, Emma Thompson is totally great, and does this crazy alien language thing at the top of the movie that almost made me pee, it was so funny.  And the baddie (“Boris the Animal” (Jemaine Clement)) was awesomely uncomfortable.  So odd.

Once we hit the third act, though, I was mostly over it.  And I got the feeling everyone involved might have been, too.  From director down through screenwriter down to actor.  Example:  they kept that “nickname” thing that K (Brolin/Jones) does to J (Smiff) intact, but by the end he was just calling him “Slick” over and over again, as if they just couldn’t come up with anything else, but wanted to keep it up anyway.  But I guess that’s just a nitpick on my part.  I still appreciate the fact that this movie even got made, out of the blue, ten years after II, and it (mostly) didn’t feel phoned-in.  And I can remember the film’s climax- something I can’t say for the second movie, even after having seen it three times.

I don’t think there’s any need for me to actively revisit MIB3, but if it becomes a Saturday afternoon TNT staple (which I think is the perfect home for it, especially if it bumps II out of that spot), I’ll check it out while I’m cleaning the apartment, or something.  Because, ultimately, it’s a good flick.

Thumbs up for making something completely unnecessary totally watchable.

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Lockout: You know, I heard this movie was really bad.  From many online sources.  So, I Netflixed it, figuring I’d get to trash it in a fun way in this here blog.  But I can’t.  Because it wasn’t that bad.  Yes, it’s a ripoff of Escape From New York, sprinkled with some Minority Report to keep it sci-fi-ified, and yes, by the 1-hour mark I started to grow weary of its sloppy filmmaking, Twitchy McBadguy, and forced, uninteresting b-plots, but it was visually interesting, fast-paced, and Guy Pearce was seriously great in it.  Seriously.  I mean, I’m not going to tell you to run out and rent the thing ASAP, but if you’ve got nothing to do on an idle Wednesday night on the couch after work, or whatever, it’s a much better choice than reruns of dumb shit like The Big Bang Theory or Two And A Half Men.

Thumbs sideways for being not great, but at the same time being not dumb shit like The Big Bang Theory or Two And A Half Men.

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Bernie: Jack Black is totally awesome.  There, I said it.  Yeah, his schtick was starting to get a little long in the tooth, but it’s virtually gone in this movie, and were this MY planet, he’d be winning an award for Bernie.  Oh, wait- he’s up for a Golden Globe.  Whatever.  He’ll probably lose to one of those dudes playing an alcoholic, bipolar quadriplegic airline pilot, or something.  Or, like, Hugh Jackman, because, OMG… HE TOTALLY SANG LIVE ON FILM, YOU GUYS!!!

Uh…

So, Bernie Tiede (Black) is a universally loved local mortician who becomes the companion of older, generally disliked, wealthy widow Marjorie Nugent (Shirley MacLaine).  Things get sour, though, as Marjorie becomes more and more possessive and demanding of Bernie.  When she gets verbally and mentally abusive, Bernie cracks, and in a moment of irreversible anger, murders her.  Enter DA Danny Buck Davidson (Matthew McConaughey.  Geezus- type THAT three times fast…), who, when faced with the overwhelming love and support for Bernie from the local community, is forced to move Bernie’s trial to a small town 50 miles away.  There was nothing about this paragraph that wasn’t a spoiler.

Doesn’t matter.  It’s not that kind of movie.

If you ever wondered what life in East Texas is like, Bernie fucking NAILS IT.  In a completely non-judgmental way.  Real interviews with real residents of Carthage, TX mixed with really good fiction-based-on-fact filmmaking and a trio of awesome performances (Black, MacLaine, McCoaun… haugh… hey) combine to form a quaint little movie with tons of heart and soul.  Check it out.

Thumbs up for East Texas love!!!

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Goon: Yeah, that was a bit of fun.  At times, Seann William Scott (“Doug Glatt”) takes his “nice, but really, really dumb” thing a bit too far, but that’s OK- this ain’t Shakespeare, it’s hockey.  Liev Schreiber (“Ross ‘The Boss’ Rhea”) is fun as the aging muscle, Jay Baruchel (“Pat”) is appropriately annoying as Doug’s friend & hockey video blogger, and Alison Pill (“Eva”) is cute as a button.  Oh, and her on-screen chemistry with SWS is kinda great.   Also, Marc-André Grondin’s pampered, demoted hockey star “Xavier LaFlamme” was a nicely fleshed-out character… but I’d have liked to have gotten to know some of the other teammates a little better, beyond some recurring locker room shenanigans.  But again, it ain’t Shakespeare.

A modest (and kind of reluctant, because it didn’t exactly light me on fire, or anything) thumbs up for a thematically muddy movie with a lot of heart.

Seann William Scott (right) stars in GOON

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Django Unchained: It’s so exciting to be living in the era of Quentin Tarantino.  The 90’s saw the birth of some new directorial talent that allowed we, the viewers, to expect better cinema.  I’m talking QT, Bryan Singer, M. Night Shayamayanapocalypse, and Kevin Smith.  Unfortunately, Singer became totally bland,* M. Night got completely lost up his own arsehole,** and Smith… well… the less said, the better (a philosophy HE should adopt, AMIRITE?!?!?).***  Only Tarantino has survived the test of time.  So much so that he could, right now, moving forward, make a string of clunkers and still walk away smelling like roses.

He won’t, though.  It’s simply not in his DNA.

So, DjU is a great movie.  Seriously.  And it’s one of the most straightforward films of QT’s career.  I mean that literally.  There are some quick flashbacks, but as a narrative it pretty much moves in a straight line.  I mean, take Pulp Fiction or the Kill Bills.  They jump around, timeline-wise.  Reservoir Dogs does it, too, although those bits are more extended flashbacks than actual rearrangements of time.  Inglourious Basterds does it on a different level- separate storylines are told, uh, separately, then all converge in one massive, glo(u)rious clusterfuck.  Hell, even Jackie Brown does it, telling the third act story three times from three different points of view.  Really, Death Proof is the only one that doesn’t do it, and that’s because Tarantino was bare-bonesing it to fit the whole Grindhouse thing.

Anyway, as Mr. Brown once said, “…the fuck was I talking about?”

Django Unchained.  And how straightforward it is.  And yet, nothing is lost, quality-wise.****   You still get that character-specific, snappy-ass dialogue from every player on the field, music selections that shouldn’t work AT ALL because they’re era-inappropriate… yet they TOTALLY DO, ultra-violence that’s totally over-the-top, yet somehow doesn’t feel gratuitous, and some of the best performances you’ll see out of EVERY SINGLE ACTOR ONSCREEN, no matter what size the role.  I mean, hell- if you can make Leo DiCaprio wake up and act again, then you’re doing something even Scorsese has trouble with from time to time.  Also, I totally called it after seeing Machete– it was time for Don Johnson to get a Tarantino’d.  I mean, his role was hardly even a secondary one, but he totally rocked it during his brief time on screen.  And yes, Jamie Foxx was great.  These are the kind of roles he should seek out from now on- very charactery, genre-y, costume-y roles.  Of course, having a kick-ass director helps, too…  OH!  And Christof Waltz!  How could I forget?  Christof Waltz might just be the coolest Austrian to ever grace our screens (sorry, Arnie).  Dr. King Schultz is such a likable dude, even when he’s killing someone for money.  Especially when he’s killing someone for money.  And he & Django make a seriously badass team.  I almost wanted more of them hunting bounty together than the actual main plot of the movie.

Anyway…

Django Unchained was my most anticipated movie of the year.  And while it’s not my favorite of 2012 (Cabin In The Woods, y’all), and not my favorite QT joint (Inglourious Basterds still holds that spot), it absolutely lived up to expectations.  Keep ’em coming, Quentin.  I’m a lifer.

Dthumbs up.  The “D” is silent.

Georgia

*Just try and rewatch Superman Returns! and stay awake.  Hell, I have a tough time rewatching the first X-Men movie without dozing off.

**OH MY GOD, THERE’S A WATER NYMPH LIVING IN MY POOL!!!  OH MY GOD, RUUUUUN- THE WIND IS GONNA GET US!!!

***Your love for Clerks is just nostalgia (and that’s OK).  If you remember Chasing Amy as being “next-level,” watch it again (if you dare).  Dogma has something to say… but it’s said with a 5th-grade reading level.  Jay & Silent Bob is silly fun, but it became horribly dated a week after its release.  Clerks 2… uh… yeah, I just have to stop there.  I have avoided seeing the rest, except, of course, Mallrats, which is still totally awesome.

****Although… and please don’t think me a dick for bringing this up… I think I did feel the loss of the late, great Sally Menke- Quentin’s go-to editor on literally every film he did through Basterds.  There’s nothing wrong with Fred Raskin’s work, AT ALL, but… something was gnawing at the back of my brain, and I feel that this may have been it.

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V/H/S: You know, I was starting to think I was going to get through the rest of the year without any more Thumbs Down-ers.  I was wrong.

V/H/S is a horror anthology film, à la Creepshow, by way of the criminally overused “found footage” subgenre.  Yes, we have Paranormal Activity to thank for this one (and for keeping the Blair Witch dream alive).  The “plot”- four of the most annoying, reprehensible douchebags in existence break into a house in order to steal a specific VHS tape (“we’ll know which one when we see it”) in order to make some shady money.  In an upstairs room they find the owner of the place dead in front of several TVs.  So, naturally, they leave one guy behind with the dead guy to start popping in tapes to figure out if it’s the one they need (they didn’t end up “knowing which one when they saw it,” I guess).  We see the videos that they watch, hence the justification for the whole “anthology” thing.  As each tape ends, the watcher had disappeared, mysteriously, and the next douchebag comes in, alone, sits down in front of the smelly dead guy, and pops another tape in.  Next story.  Etc.

So, not only are the guys in the framing story utterly annoying, the people in the five videos they watch are, too!  BONUS!!!  Seriously, one hour in and I almost turned the thing off.  It was like nails on a chalkboard.  “Yeah, but isn’t horror often about annoying people getting their comeuppance” you ask?  Sometimes.  But not here.  They’re just annoying.  Also, most of the tales have reeeeally long leadups to reeeeally unworthy payoffs.  I mean, this movie is two hours long, guys- trim the fucking thing.  Actually, we probably could have done without one of the stories, especially since there were four guys in the framing story, yet somehow 5 films were watched… and the last guy standing never even put a tape in- he dies, then the fifth story just… starts.  THAT MAKES NO SENSE.  If you’re going to set up rules for this narrative, you kind of have to stick to them.  Also, question- there was one story that took place via webcam chat (the fourth one, which was actually the only one I really liked.  The fifth was OK, too, I guess), which is a relatively effective way to give this type of thing a modern flavor.  But, there’s an important question to be asked about this- WHAT THE HOLY FUCK IS A WEBCAM CHAT DOING ON A VHS TAPE IN SOME OLD DEAD GUY’S HOUSE?  Actually, most of these stories were modern enough to have been recorded with today‘s technology (one has a guy recording through a spy camera on his glasses), so what the hell is ANY of it doing on VHS tapes?  Oh, right- the name of the movie is V/H/S.  That’s all the justification we need, I guess.

I heard about this movie a while back, and I was very much looking forward to it.  Horror anthologies aren’t always great, but there are a couple of diamonds in the rough- Creepshow is my favorite horror movie, actually, and if you haven’t seen Trick ‘r Treat (likely- Warners never released it in theaters because they’re morons), rent it ASAP- it’s very cool.  V/H/S, however, is not one of these diamonds.  It’s the rough.

Thumbs down for two hours of annoying douchenozzles being annoying.

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Coriolanus:  I finished watching V/H/S and wanted to wash the taste out of my mouth, so I figured, “Shakespeare.”  I mean, it doesn’t get much more “opposite end of the spectrum” than that, right?

Coriolanus is one of The Bard’s plays that isn’t done so often.  I mean, it’s seen more than stuff like Troilus and Cressida or The Two Noble Kinsmen, but still- it ain’t a popular one.  So I’ve been looking forward to it (and, funny- it was released on January 20, which means the last movie in this three part post was the first one to come out this year.  Crazy, man…).  Plus, Ralph Fiennes, Brian Cox, Vanessa Redgrave, Jessica Chastain, Bofur the Dwarf James Nesbitt…

Caius Martius Coriolanus (Fiennes) is a Roman military leader that the common people don’t like.  He decides to run for office, but needs the support of said people.  They give it to him, then quickly take it away and banish him.  He joins up with his former enemy, Aufidius (Gerard Butler) to take over Rome, but instead negotiates a peace treaty.  Aufidius, pissed off about this, kills Coriolanus.  The end.

So, as you can imagine, this one’s all about the performances.  All of the aforementioned people bring their A-Game, as expected, including Gerard Butler.  WHO KNEW that guy could do Shakespeare?  Anyway, it’s always a joy to see Brian Cox in anything, but seeing Brian Cox effortlessly chew on some Billy Shakes dialogue?  Oh, yes. More, please.  Vanessa Redgrave, too, but that’s obligatory.  Jessica Chastain doesn’t have a whole hell of a lot to do here, but what little she does have, she owns (and since she’s my secret mistress, this pleases me.  Don’t tell Blunt or Thirlby).

You may have noticed I didn’t mention Ralph Fiennes.  That’s because I’m torn.  Yes, the guy’s brilliant, and yes, Shakespeare is his bread and butter.  But… oh, man, I can’t believe I’m about to say this… he was kinda self-indulgent here.  Still great?  Sure.  But I think what was needed was someone else behind the camera (Fiennes also directed and produced this film).  Kenneth Branagh has the same issue with his Shakespeare movies- he’s great in all of them, but the one with his best performance was Othello, which is the one he didn’t also direct.  Basically, I think Fiennes needed someone there to reign him in a little.

Which brings me to my next issue with the film- “modernizing” Shakespeare.  Look, I’m not some old-fashioned, curmudgeony scholar guy (clearly).  Shakespeare plays are rarely set in the era they’re written for.  But I don’t think I’m being impractical when I ask- how do you justify men in business suits getting into swordfights?  How can you explain a modern, technologically advanced society withholding “stores of grain” from its people?  Is there even such a thing a banishment anymore?  And if so, would common people have legal recourse to banish a decorated general?  Because he wouldn’t take off his uniform in public and show them his wounds?  Sure, there are some instances where creativity allows for justification… like two opposing soldiers throwing down their guns and having a knife fight in lieu of a sword fight, or a news broadcast to inform the people of current events instead of a herald yelling to a crowd.  And these choices are pretty clever, really… but when they happen I’m taken right out of it because I’m thinking, “hey, wow, that’s a pretty clever way to do that,” instead of just watching the damned thing.  Because, ultimately, it’s impossible to ignore watching someone try to fit a square peg into a round hole.

So, what could have been done?  Well, it could have been set in a more appropriate time period, or…  I can’t believe I’m going to say THIS… it could have been rewritten as a modern day story, the plot and dialogue tweaked to fit the 21st century.

Did you feel that?  That was my boy Bill rolling over in his grave.

“You common cry of curs! whose breath I hate
As reek o’ the rotten fens, whose loves I prize
As the dead carcases of unburied men
That do corrupt my air,–I thumbs sideways YOU!”

Costello mistressP.S. “Huh, huh… huh… you said, “anus.”

So, that’s all the new movies I saw this year.  I’ll do some kind of epilogue post tomorrow, or something.  Stay tuned, if you care!

EPILOGUE


2012: The Good, The Bad, & The Sideways, Part 2

Click HERE for Part 1.

Moving right along (dug-a-dun, dug-a-dun)…

Casa De Mi Padre:Ah, Casa De Mi Padre. How I dug your planned no-budget flavor and faux-bad filmmaking. But… and I hesitate to complain about this… those infrequent, amazingly framed and impeccably lit scenes were out of place. If you’re going to go all-out with your craziness, don’t bring me back to Earth with actual, you know, art. Still, I totally appreciate you for your level of commitment. And that white mountain lion.

Thumbs up for Will Ferrell and his little out-of-left-field Spanish-speaking movie.

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The Master:Two words: Joaquin Phoenix. Not sure what else to say. I’m pretty sure this is a movie that I’ll get much more out of the more I see it, just as long as I give it plenty of time between viewings. Like, months to years. So, basically just like all of Paul Thomas Anderson’s movies. But, really, Joaquin Phoenix. Guy gives a performance that’s so fucking realistic it’s almost not a performance. It’s almost as if PTA took a time machine back to the 50’s, found a real-life Popeye The Sailor Man with a serious drinking problem that looked just like JqP, plopped him in front of a camera and just started shooting. Dude looks like pain, personified. It’s uncomfortable as hell, yet you can’t turn away. Absolutely brilliant. You’ve come a long way, Leaf.

Oh, yeah, and those other two were pretty good, too. You know, Philip Whatshisface Whatshisname and The Fighter‘s wife. Those two.

Thumbs up, because Joaquin Phoenix.

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The Hunger Games:I thought, as far as adaptations go, this one did a fine job. There were even bits in the flick that played out better than the book. Usually it was the violence. I mean, that stuff is in the novel, but I remember Suzanne Collins pulling her punches a bit, as I suppose any tween book author is expected to. But there’s a scene in the movie where Stanley Tucci and Toby Jones* are discussing past kills and we see one Hunger Gamer bashing another’s brains in with a brick, then a close-up of said brick, bloodied, and I was impressed that the flick went there. And I enjoyed the setup of the society, as seen through the eyes of, basically, two hicks suddenly traveling at high speeds towards “civilization.” With makeovers by Lenny Kravitz!**

I do have a gripe, though. I’m all for use of a hand-held camera and ADD-style editing, when it fits your narrative. Running for your life from 23 other murderous kids in a harsh wilderness arena is one of those times. Establishing, for the viewer, a poor, starving “district” where life is a slow, cold, muddy, daily grind is not. THAT’s just lazy filmmaking. I actually got a little seasick there in the first 5 minutes of The Hunger Games.

Thumbs up for not trying to be Harry Potter, but at the same time not succumbing to Twilight.

Hunger Man

*a hilariously, “what the hell did I get myself into with this movie, I mean, seriously, look at this fucking WIG,” dumbfounded-looking Toby Jones.

**while I dug him here, we got just enough of Mr. Kravitz. Any more screen time and it would have been like most of his songs- repetitive and bland.

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The Grey: Buncha guys crash land in the tundra, get hunted by wolves. Liam Neeson keeps the survivors alive as long as he can. Which isn’t very long. Forlorn, hopeless, cold, frightening… this movie makes you feel it all. It reminds you constantly that no one onscreen is safe, and they’re probably not going to make it home. When the dwindling group finally realizes as much, things get even darker and more uncomfortable. Seriously, this film is a masterwork of fear and despair. I’ve only seen two other Joe Carnahan movies, The A-Team and Narc. The former was fun. The latter was not. But in a good way. An artistic way. A visceral way. The Grey does this as well, finding a beautiful, bleak poetry in its examination of man’s mortality in the face of nature’s indifference.

Seriously, it’s a great film. Make sure you watch through to the end of the credits.

Thumbs up for showing that we’re all just one plane crash away from being wolf poop.

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Battleship:It’s as bad as you heard. Taylor Kitsch *hee hee!* continues his pouty-manflesh career. Brooklyn Decker is still a former model. Liam Neeson cashes a big ol’ check. Rihanna… uh… well, she’s actually good in this, but, whatever. It’s a dumb fucking movie that tries to combine Top Gun and Independence Day with a board game where you call out letters and numbers in order to place red or white pegs in plastic holes. ‘Nuff said.

Thumbs down for sinking my IQ.

Film Title: Battleship

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Looper: It’s as good as you heard. Joseph Gordon-Levitt plays a young Bruce Willis (complete with a fancy glued-on brow ridge, or something), reveling in the carefree, sex, drugs, and rock and roll days of being a hitman-of-the-past for the mob-of-the-future. That is, until his future-self comes through the time-murder-portal, and a moment of clarity steers him towards a better life. Which isn’t really possible, as Future Gordon-Levitt has gone all Terminator and is trying to kill the future big bad while he (or she) is still a kid, and Past Gordon-Levitt has to stop him, lest he lose all sense of humanity.

OK. Deep breath.

Yes, it’s a time-travel movie. But, no, it’s not really a time-travel movie. There’s never any serious expositionary(?) attempt to explain the science behind it, and we’re better off for it. It’s a movie about choices, told through the conceit that one man gets to see the result of his current lifestyle through the literal manifestation of his future self. There’s a fantastic sequence early on where the concept is addressed. See, if you’re a Looper, you’re expected to someday kill your future self, thus “closing the loop.” Past Paul Dano doesn’t kill Future Paul Dano, and we follow the latter as he’s led to the location of the captured former. As he gets closer, he starts to literally lose body parts, removed in the past by the aforementioned crime syndicate, angry that he didn’t fulfill his end of the bargain. It’s literally all the time-travel explanation we need. Also, keeping time-travel explanations to a minimum means more screen time for my wife, Emily Blunt.

Anyway, it’s tough to get into the movie any deeper here, which I see as a good thing. For me, something this refreshingly original (yet familiar) needs to be seen more than once before any real insight can be unlocked. And it needs to be seen by you before any real discussion can be had. So, like, see it.

Thumbs up for originality and eyebrows.

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Dredd: Holy Jeebus, somebody made not only a good, but a great Judge Dredd movie! Sure, there was only one other Judge Dredd movie made, but it kinda sucked. And by “kinda” I mean “totally” (Rob Schneider, anyone?). Anyway, it’s impressive to me that this movie even got made, considering the last one, and even more impressive that everyone involved seemed 100% committed. I mean, Karl Urban never takes his helmet off, ever, for the entire movie. That’s unheard of. Think of the Spider-Man movies- they had Tobey Maguire take off that mask every friggin’ chance they got. The Iron Mans constantly show us either a closeup of RDJ’s face behind the helmet, or him standing there, armored, with the faceplate peeled back. It’s like it’s in their contracts to have them in full superhero costume, unmasked, to prove it’s them, or something. And, if memory serves, Stallone spent 3/4 of his Dredd movie without his entire Judge costume. Not my boy Karl, though. Dude knows we’re there for Dredd, not Urban.

Yeah, I just spent an entire paragraph on Dredd’s helmet… WHUT?!?

Anyway, great movie. Dredd & his new psychic rookie partner, Anderson (Olivia Thirlby, who I had a feeling was a classically trained stage actress, and IMDB just confirmed it. Hey, we can smell our own. Also, she’s my new girlfriend. Uh… don’t tell Emily, my wife…) are sent to investigate a triple homicide at one of the city’s 200-level neighborhood skyscrapers, and when they try to take a prisoner in for questioning (Avon Barksdale Wood Harris), Ma-Ma, the drug lord who runs the place (Lena Headey) pushes the panic button, seals them in, and has her goons hunt them down. It’s pretty basic stuff, which allows director Pete Travis the luxury of stylizing it up. But he shows plenty of restraint, considering the subject matter. The farthest he takes it is in the three or four “Slo-Mo” sequences where a hit from an asthma inhaler of the drug makes the user experience every second to its fullest, essentially slowing down time. It’s a supercool visual, and, as I said, it’s only done a few times, so it never gets old, and it never becomes a filmmaking crutch to use in place of actual storytelling.

So, if you haven’t seen Dredd, do. It’s a blast.

Judgment: Thumbs Up. Sentence: Recommend movie to everyone. I am the law.

Hot Date

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The Comedy: Oh, boy. The Comedy. So, it’s not a comedy. This is easily the most uncomfortable movie of the year. Maybe of the last decade. Tim Heidecker (Yup, Tim & Eric‘s Tim) plays “Swanson”- a reprehensible aging hipster douchebag with no redeeming qualities. He walks through his priviledged, flabby life fucking with people, just because he can. In one scene he pretends to be working on a house with some day-laborers just so he can make the owners uncomfortable by asking if the workers can jump in their pool at the end of the day. In another he goes to a bar in a black neighborhood, orders a Pabst, complains that it wasn’t given to him in a glass, and strikes up a conversation with the guys next to him just to rile them up. He takes a job as a dishwasher just for kicks where he’s a dick to the waitress. He and his friends (including Tim & Eric‘s Eric Wareheim) get in a cab, then start loudly singing a song about how the cabbie sucks and they’re not going to tip him. His father is in a vegetative state and his brother is in an asylum, but instead of signing what I think are power-of-attorney-type papers for his sister-in-law (who is obviously going above and beyond for the family), he sexually harasses her. He and his friends are awful, awful manchildren, quite effectively defining what it is people hate about hipsters. And they take it to extremes. It’s a movie that will make you sick to your stomach. It’s a movie that will make you lose a little faith in humanity. It’s a movie that, if you’re anything like me, you’ll absolutely loathe.*

I can’t recommend it enough.

Thumbs up. No, not in an ironic way.

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*Perhaps the most disturbing thing about the movie is that somehow, after all the infuriating, uncomfortable nonsense I saw Swanson infecting humanity with, I felt a twinge of sympathy for him in the end. Fuck me.

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Cloud Atlas: Great, great, great. I love how the Wachowskis pick a project and just friggin’ go for it, convention be damned (Speed Racer is a great movie. If you disagree, I weep for you). And go for it they did. So much so that I surely can’t tell you what it’s about with any certainty, nor can I explain any of the central themes or how what happens in one setting affects what happens in another. I’ll need to see it several more times first.

Um… right… so, this movie takes place in six different places and times, from 1849 to 2321. Actors play multiple roles across this span (tweaked with prosthetics & facial tattoos). What happens in one story ripples across time and influences the others. But not in a straightforward, heavy-handed, clear way. In a thematic, ambiguous, interpretational way.

I didn’t lose you just then, did I?

Anyway, it ain’t perfect. When you reach this far you’re bound to misstep a little. But “a little” is really it, and the issues I had were mostly cosmetic (uh… literally. Some of the prosthetic makeup choices to change actors’ race were a bit awkward. Korean Hugh Grant is the stuff of nightmares, as is Freckled Redhead Non-Korean Doona Bae), but that shit doesn’t really matter if what you’re trying to say is so strong. I guess the only other issues I had were ones of confusion, but that’s on me (and will be fixed when I see it again. And again). I’d rather see someone shoot for a target from a mile away and juuust miss the bullseye than watch somebody walk right up to the thing and unceremoniously jam an arrow dead-center with his hand.

OK, NOW I lost you.

Thumbs up for a slightly more ambitious (and less depressing) filmic relative of The Fountain.

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The Amazing Spider-Man (or, “No, I’m Not Calling This One ‘This Summer’s Third Big-Assed Comic Book Blockbuster’ Because It Doesn’t Deserve To Be Placed Alongside The Other Two“): So. In case you don’t know the story of why this movie was made, let me enlighten you, in the most bare-bones way possible. SONY either didn’t want Sam Raimi to make another Spidey, or Raimi wasn’t interested in returning. I’m unclear on that bit. But time marches on, and SONY found themselves in a tight spot- they needed to either get the cameras rolling on another Spider-Man movie, stat, or let the rights to webhead revert back to Marvel. As you can imagine, they went with the first choice. Because, like, $$, and stuff. The result? A reboot of Spider-Man only five years after the last one. But don’t worry- they tweak his origin story just enough to make it, like, totally original and interesting. Not.

OK. So. The Amazing Spider-Man. A slick-looking movie with some good performances and above-decent special effects. And absolutely no soul. Seriously, if the protagonist wasn’t wearing a red-and-blue unitard with webbing on it this could have been just about any superhero story. It was basically Kick-Ass with a larger budget and character names borrowed from the Spidey comics. That kid from The Social Network did a fine job playing an angsty loner teenager… but was he playing Peter Parker? Dunno. Don’t care. Neither did the filmmakers. The antagonist looked like a straight-up horror movie baddie, all scary and hissy, and stuff… but what made him Marvel’s “The Lizard,” beyond a scaly exterior and his name? Nothing. They could have replaced him with a CGI porcupine-man, or a half-man, half dog, or a giant fish with arms, and it would have played out the exact same way, with only minor dialogue changes. This is a Spider-Man movie in name only.

This, true believers, is straight-up product.

Thumbs sideways for a movie I can’t bring myself to even so much as dislike. That would be giving it more of an emotional reaction than it deserves.

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Skyfall (or, “Tinker Tailor Soldier Bond. James Bond“): When I say, “Tinker Tailor Soldier Bond,” I mean it in the best way possible. I need to make this clear, as I found TTSS a good, yet slow-ass movie (review HERE). Skyfall is the result of getting your Bond chocolate in my Tinker, Tailor peanut butter, or whatever. It’s the perfect marriage of two distinct spy subgenres- brainy, behind-the-MI6-scenes intrigue and awesome, classic Bond action. And by classic, I mean both figurative and quite literal. Figurative in the way that we get stuff like a memorable, flamboyant, larger-than-life villain, and literal in that Bond breaks out an honest-to-god Aston Martin DB5, complete with ejector seat and front-mounted machine guns. But everything gets a nice modern feel to it- our villain (a perfectly creepy, yet kinda sympathetic Javier Bardem) has a secret island lair… but it’s no Golden Gun paradise. It’s a bombed-out, crumbling, empty slum. Q (Ben Whishaw) shows up, but he’s basically a young IT übernerd who simply gives 007 a basic radio transmitter and a handgun with a modified safety. The classic Aston is the closest we get to the Bond days of yore, but its ejector-seat gets a “we don’t do things this way anymore”-type response from Judi Dench’s M.

That’s not to say Skyfall is dissing its heritage. Quite the opposite. The Bond flicks have always been products of their time, and this movie acknowledges the importance of the past while putting forth the idea that sometimes you have to move on (it’s actually part of the main theme of the movie, specifically in dealing with Craig-Bond’s psychological makeup, which itself has been an ongoing theme throughout the past three flicks). If there’s anything that kept the franchise stagnant over the years it was the slavish adherence to the cinematic rules established almost 50 years ago. Hell, I’ll say it- the Pierce Brosnan movies felt more like slick-ified Roger Moore nostalgia flicks than their own… thing. Is there anything wrong with that? Nossir. But the Craig movies, especially this new one, by eschewing convention, prove that there’s more to this franchise than just franchise.

Also, it has to be said- Cinematography by Roger Deakins. Dude continues to make everything visually gorgeous in every movie that bears his name. It’s why the Coens use him on most of their flicks. There’s a sequence in Skyfall that takes place at dusk on the Scottish moors. Dude mines every last ounce of daylight, literally up to the second it becomes night, and it’s absolutely beautiful. THEN a blazing inferno starts, and the fog surrounding the actors becomes this thick, yellow-orange presence. Pair that with Sam Mendes’ impeccably framed shots, and you’ve got a moving portrait that will take your breath away.

Up. Thumbs up.

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The Raven (or, “Edgar Allan Poe: Serial Killer Hunter.” Or, “From Hell: Baltimore“): Starts off bad, gets good, then descends into mediocre. A sadly miscast John Cusack gives one of the most uneven performances I’ve ever seen. His first scene at the bar was almost entirely embarrassing- a drunken Poe spouts holier-than-thou, wordy dialogue that Cusack sort of unapologetically rushes through, as if he can’t wait to get it over with and just get back to craft services, already. Then, somewhere in the middle of the film, he tells a beautifully moving, sad story about the death of his first wife from consumption, and I was ready to completely forgive the awkwardness of his first act performance… but then he sort of just walks through the rest of the film, allowing only fleeting moments of interest in the proceedings. Director James McTeigue fared about the same- any moment of interesting, almost Se7en-level gruesomeness is cancelled out by repetitive, sleepy non-action. Early on, the “Pit And The Pendulum” scene promises a no-holds-barred gore-fest… and then the movie never quite “goes there” again. Also, it’s one of those movies that clumsily shows its whodunit hand by suddenly bringing a sub-tertiary character to the forefront five minutes before he’s revealed as the villain. Anyway, Brendan Gleeson is great, great, great in it (well, DUH), that guy who plays Jack Sparrow’s right-hand man in the Pirates movies is pretty fun, and even though he’s an awkward dude with an awkward almost-there accent, I dug Luke Evans in this as well.

Thumbs sideways for an atmospheric, yet entirely uneven movie with a seriously silly premise.

Chicken Shake

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TO BE CONCLUDED…

(in PART 3)

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Battleship board game


2012: The Good, The Bad, & The Sideways, Part 1

Hey there.

I saw some movies this year.  But then I didn’t write about them.  Except for a few.  So, I figured I’d do some end of the year mini-review thing.  

So, without further ado, here’s part 1 (of… 3?  Probably 3, maybe 4.  Depends on how long-winded I get).  The movies are in the order I saw them (as far as memory serves).  Italicized means I saw it at home.

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Tim & Eric’s Billion Dollar Movie: If you’re not already a fan of Tim & Eric, Awesome Show, Great Job!, I think you’ll hate this movie.  I am already a fan, so I dug it.  Kinda.  It doesn’t try to be an offshoot of T&TASGJ! at all, which is refreshing, but after watching five seasons of hyper-kinetic, in-your-face, subversive ADD lunacy, it took a bit for me to settle in to something slightly (slightly) more straight-forward.  Don’t get me wrong- Tim and Eric are still brilliant wackos doing uncomfortably funny things, and that, along with guest appearances by Robert Loggia, William Atherton, Ray Wise, Zach Galifiniakilackawanna, Will Forte, Will Ferrel, John C. Reilly, and Jeff Goldblum is the movie’s charm.  Or detriment, if you’re not down with those guys.

I liked it just fine, but after seeing it twice (first in its “On Demand” premier, then again when it got a theatrical release), I’m much more likely to revisit Awesome Show over and over than Billion Dollar Movie ever again.

Kudos to my boy Ray Wise for ‘bringing the creepy,’ but I gotta give it a thumbs sideways, because I so wanted to like it more.

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John Carter of Mars: “…it’s as if all the separate talent that went in to making [this movie] never got together to decide what meshed and what didn’t. They just all brought their dishes to the table and served the meal, even though white wine doesn’t go well with marinara…

…I don’t want to leave you thinking John Carter of Mars is a waste of your time. It isn’t. It’s a post-production mess, but you can still see it has heart. And everything it gets right, it really gets right. Which is why the stuff it gets wrong is so damned frustrating…”

Thumbs sideways.  Full review HERE.

John Carter - Willem Dafoe and Taylor Kitsch

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Wrath Of The Titans: “…not great by any stretch, to be sure. While it does take off running, it neither sprints nor runs a marathon. It jogs. At a healthy, yet moderate pace. Like a guy trying to get in shape. Director Jonathan Liebesman does a fine job of keeping things moving, but these “things” aren’t necessarily the most interesting you’ve seen. And when the movie shifts from traveling sequences to action set-pieces, there’s really not any difference in tone…”

Thumbs sideways.  Full review HERE.

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The Cabin In The Woods: Brilliant.  Absolutely brilliant.  Yes, it’s a fantastic deconstruction of Horror films (by two of the most qualified dudes out there- Joss Whedon & Drew Goddard), but to leave it at that is to undercut to its brilliance.  It pays homage to the genre without ever specifically referencing any movies by name, nor does it ever wink-wink, nudge-nudge we, the viewers.  Basically, it ain’t Scream.  It deliciously comments on every aspect of the decline of traditional horror movies over the last 30 years, be it repeated and overused stories and settings, movie studio indifference, general audiences, stock characters, middle-movie-management meddling… and yet never quite condemns any of it.  If you’re watching a scene and you think to yourself, “I’ve seen this before,” you’re right- you have.  Many times.  How you feel about that determines whether you’re getting the point or missing it… and how much of an “old god” you are (you’ll just have to see Cabin to know what I mean by that).

And then the third act happens and you have no choice but to let this thing grab you by the brain and gleefully fling you around for 30 minutes.  Don’t worry, it’ll blow your mind in the coolest way possible.

Thumbs way the hell up.  This is my favorite movie of 2012.

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The Avengers: More Joss Whedon goodness!  The most fun comic book movie of them all.  I had little doubt that J-Dubs could pull it off, but it exceeded my expectations by a landslide.  Yeah, the opening is a little awkward (not quite as much on subsequent viewings), and Hawkeye’s storyline is a little half-baked, but these, and any other doubts you may have about this flick, are blown out of the water by the final act (much like Cabin In The Woods.  Written and produced by Joss Whedon.  Huh.), especially because of this version of The Hulk.  Instead of trying to draw identifiable sympathy out of we, the viewers, for Bruce Banner’s “issues,” Whedon taps into how FUN it could be to let our inner frustrations out on some big baddies. He’s like a bratty 5-year-old with insane strength and a penchant for breaking his toys.  With glee.  Such a joy to watch.  Oh, and of course, Cap, Iron Man, and Thor do their thing just as well, thanks to their perfect casting and strong setups in their own movies.  And it’s all so goddamned POSITIVE, which is a nice flip side to this summer’s other big-assed comic book blockbuster.  And speaking of asses, Scarlett Johannsen.

Hulk SMASH with thumb up!

The Hulk in The Avengers

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Prometheus:  I saw this movie in theaters over the summer.  When I decided I was gonna do a year-end short-review collection-type thing, I wrote the following blurb about it 3 months later:

Yeah, people got pretty angry with this one.  I get it.  It promised to be a totally scary, mind-blowing journey into the origins of the human race, and, as an offshoot, the origins of the alien from Alien.  But, in the end, it ended up being a pretty basic sci-fi horror flick with some big ideas about evolution and really gorgeous visuals.  But bad?  No way.  I think the reaction here was not unlike (and probably influenced by) the Star Wars prequel reactions.  A return to a cinematic world by the original artist two decades later is going to cause an uproar when it doesn’t conform to the notions people had in their heads during said decades.  Of course, there’s a big difference between The Phantom Menace and Prometheus (mainly that the former sucks and the latter doesn’t), but we film geeks have become overly cautious and cynical when it comes to stuff like this because Lucas drove the Star Wars bus off a cliff, thrice (and then whored out its bloated corpse to the top 50 bidders…).  That, combined with the unfortunate, ‘everything either completely sucks or totally rocks’ mentality our culture has wholeheartedly embraced in the new millennium pretty much sealed Prometheus‘ fate amongst we, the general nerd populace, before anyone saw frame one.

But, again- basic sci-fi horror with some big ideas about evolution and really gorgeous visuals.  Worked for me.  Oh, except for Guy Pierce as ‘Dude In Really Awful Old Man Makeup.’  That kinda did suck.

Then I saw Prometheus again on DVD.  And I can say, with absolute certainty, that the aforementioned “people,” “film geeks,” and “nerd populace,” were absolutely right.  This movie may be nice to look at, but it is AGGRESSIVELY, PROFOUNDLY STUPID, and I’m absolutely done with it.

Thumbs down for dumb.

PROM-008 -  Aboard an alien vessel, David (Michael Fassbender) makes a discovery that could have world-changing consequences.

P.S. The original, leaked screenplay is online.  Read it.  There’s a clickable link to it in THIS ARTICLE at badassdigest.com (and, yes, I could have just linked you directly to the thing, but “credit where credit is due,” and all that…).  Not perfect, but it’s absolutely the film that should have been made.

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Snow White And The Huntsman There were some attempts at interesting special effects, and Chris Hemsworth was pretty good as “My Hair Is Always Dripping-Wet” Guy, but this one was mostly forgettable.  Seriously- the only thing I can remember with any clarity is Hemsworth showing up to the big coronation… wedding… award ceremony(?)…whatever (SEE?!?)… finale still looking like he had just swam the 400-meter, or something.  Oh, wait… Charlize Theron took a bath in, like, milk at one point.  Oh, and there were seven regular-sized actors’ heads hilariously placed on “dwarf” bodies.  And that chick from Twilight bit her lip and pouted.  That happened, too.

Thumbs down for yawn.

Snow White

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Ghost Rider: Spirit Of Vengeance:  I realized about 15 minutes in that this was just a wacky special-effects comedy.  Sort of like Jim Carrey’s The Mask.  So I just went with it.  Made it enjoyable.  Even if that wasn’t really the plan.  I mean, it’s not a good movie by any stretch, but watching Nic Cage dig his career deeper and deeper into the ground is usually a pretty entertaining endeavor.  Turns out watching Idris Elba watch Nic Cage dig his career deeper and deeper into the ground is, too.

Thumbs sideways for Cage wackiness.

Cage

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The Woman In Black: Spoooooooooky.  I watched this at my buddy Nate’s house, with lights on, in his living room, with his family present, and still actually hid my eyes a couple of times.

Yes, I’m a total pussy.

But, yeah, an honest-to-god scary movie.  I know, right?  Where’s the over-the-top gore effects and Michael Myers clone with a chainsaw or a meat hook, or documentary-style possessed girl bending backwards and walking on the ceiling, or whatever?  Not in THIS movie.  THIS movie is actually frightening.  And they create the scary tension naturally by placing Danny Radcliffe in a cold, dark, shadowy house… and doing the bare minimum, visually and audibly.  Sure, there’s fleeting, out-of-focus images of someone at the end of the hallway through the open door that only we see, and the occasional “branch touching the window”-style sound effects to keep us uncomfortable, but if you’re looking for that stuff to build to a bloody, party-favor-through-the-eye-socket payoff every 10 minutes, you’re gonna be disappointed.  This ain’t I Know What You Did Last Summer.  This movie actually has a story.  A believable story that unravels slowly, deliberately, as our protagonist delves deeper into the mystery of why things are rotten in the state of small town Edwardian England.

And it should be noted that the main character isn’t Arthur Kipps (Radcliffe), or Samuel Daily (Ciarán Hinds), or even The Woman In Black (Liz White).  The main character is the creepy Eel Marsh House (and its immediate surrounding area) where Kipps spends the bulk of the film.  And, like The Overlook Hotel in The Shining (or the Marsten House from ‘Salem’s Lot (the awesome book, not the bad movie)), giving the house its own personality is what makes the film truly scary.

Not gonna lie- I just freaked myself out a little typing this mini-review.

An ominously creepy thumbs up for an actual hair-raising experience.

DannyRad

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Brave:   Not much to say, really.  It’s Pixar, and Brave was this year’s obligatory summer release.  And while, like the past 3 or 4 of their movies, it didn’t stand out as an instant Pixar classic, it was still great.  I’ll see it again at some point and figure out what’s to be mined from it.  Something along the lines of, “be yourself, but respect your mother,” or something.

An obligatory thumbs up, because, Pixar.  If that feels like a total cop-out on my part, it is.

Merida

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Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter:  There’s nothing to be mined from this one.  If you haven’t seen it, and there’s a small part of you that’s thinking, “well, the concept is wacky enough that this thing might just work,” then let me be the first to tell you to abandon ye all hope, or whatever.  Somewhere between Honest Abe dueling a bloodsucker on the backs of stampeding horses and the race to give silver bullets to Union soldiers to defeat the Confederate Vampire Army at Gettysburg, my eyes started to drift in opposite directions and my sanity threatened to take a hike.  But then all that ended in a fiery train-bridge wreck, a few years went by, and an impatient Mary Todd Lincoln called out to her husband, “come on, Abe, we’ll be late for the theater!”  I, quite literally, GUFFAWed myself back to reality.

If I had known going in that I was seeing a bad comedy… uh… nope.  Nope.  Still wouldn’t have dug it.

Thumbs down for whatever this thing was.

Abraham

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The Dark Knight Rises (or, “This Summer’s Other Big-Assed Comic Book Blockbuster“): No, it ain’t The Dark Knight.   Yes, the plot, characters, and continuity can be picked apart.  But seriously, why would you want to do that?  No matter how “realistic” this trilogy purports to be, it’s still, at its core, about a millionaire with daddy issues that decides to train as a ninja, dress up as a human bat, and jump off of tall buildings to fight crime.  Just let it GO, man.  It ain’t a “Check Your Brain At The Door” movie, but it’s not supposed to be Citizen Kane, either.  It’s broad-stroke emotional cinema sprinkled with diet intellectualism.  I find it best to not fall into one of the extremist camps about this flick- those (rightfully) dubbed the “bat-jihadists” who think it’s the third coming of bat-Christ,* and those who angrily ramble on about its inconsistencies and questionable moments as if they’re the cinematic equivalent of a hate crime.**

Oh, also, I dug it.  Mostly because Christopher Nolan kept it real, but finally allowed some comic book silliness into the proceedings.  But, thankfully, not in a Schumacher way (although… a literal ticking bomb with a digital clock readout does skirt the line…).  Also, Nolan seemingly ends his tenure with The Bat in such a way that the Brothers Warner can either continue to play in this world with someone else helming, or just reboot it again.***

Thumbsh uuup, Mishtah Wayne.  Even though Nolan should have just gone with his original story (and cast JGL as The Joker.  Dude was still great as “cop-guy,” though, and had the best storyline in the flick).

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*I mean, death threats to negative reviewers before the general public even saw the thing?  WTF, guys?

**It’s OK to kind of like or dislike a movie, you know.

***They’ll probably go with the latter, but I’d prefer the former.  It’s daring, original, and I dig JGL.  Also, the last thing we need is another fucking origin story about this guy.

TO BE CONTINUED…

(right HERE, actually…)


Prelude To A Ring, Part 1

The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey: Huzzah!!!  Peter Jackson has done it again.  Perfect?  No.  The first hour or so of the movie has some serious pacing issues and feels a bit bloated, but once things finally take off running, it’s a total blast that makes you wish you could leap forward to next December and just move on with the story, already.  I can’t wait to see it again.

Should mention:  this movie is available in, like, 28 formats.  There’s 2D, 3D, IMAX, HFR (High Frame Rate), Digital Projection, and any number of sound choices, depending on where you live.  And then any combination of these things (like, 3D IMAX HFR Dolby Digital).  I chose to see it for the first time in only two D’s and the normal number of FR’s, because I didn’t want the distractions of glasses-over-my-glasses and this new hyper-real frame rate thing influencing my return to Middle Jackson Earth (which is, I hope, the reason my buddy Joe hated the movie.  Dude- see it again.  Sans glasses and the high rate of frames).  It was digitally projected, and the sound was nothing short of awesome, but those things certainly aren’t distractions.  Also, I WILL be seeing it in 3D HFR now, out of curiosity.

OK.  So.  The first hour (or so):

What happens, basically, is the movie starts… then kinda lays there, like it hit the snooze button, or something.  Bilbo begins his voiceover as he sits down to write his memoirs for Frodo to read, basically says, “and so, we begin…,” and then he doesn’t because PJax felt the need to actually include Frodo in the movie.  So, we’re treated to an unnecessary scene where old Bilbo and young Frodo discuss the upcoming party from The Fellowship Of The Ring.  It’s awkward, a little too wink-wink, and it kills the momentum, five minutes in.  But soon then we head back to the actual story, and things start to pick up again- Gandalf stealthily marks young Bilbo’s door with a rune and dwarves start showing up, unannounced, eating all the food and making a general mess of things.  And… the movie sort of gets stuck there for a bit.  Seriously, I think we stay in Bilbo’s house for, like, 25 minutes.  I mean, what we’re seeing is kinda fun- dwarves eating, belching, chucking plates around, having a grand old time… but it’s all just SO MUCH.  Nearly half of what we’re seeing here, as well as the Frodo scene, could have had a nice home in the Extended Editions Jackson will be releasing on Blu Ray (confirmed.  But what in the hell else could an EE have?).  Finally, the quest begins and we’ve taken off running… and then we cut to a second storyline about a “necromancer” gaining power, threatening to become a serious issue in the future (WINK WINK…).  Sigh.  Look, I get it.  These are essentially prequels to Lord Of The Rings.  But those movies did a fine job explaining themselves all on their own.  The Hobbit has it’s own nice, juicy story, and adding in these elements to tie it in to what we’ve seen is not only unnecessary, it’s almost Lucas-level OCD.  And, hey, I LIKED all of the scenes with Radagast The Brown healing his woodland friends, fighting the ghost, and his escape on his rabbit-led sleigh.  They’re cool and visually interesting.  But, again, this movie’s about Bilbo Baggins and his quest with the dwarves.  Stuff like the fun bit with the three trolls gets sort of overshadowed by this secondary story following right on its heels.  That  stuff should have been Extended Edition material.

Of course, there are two more movies coming out, so maybe it will all make sense in the end.  Or, maybe the pacing issues can be fixed with whatever else is getting added in the EE Blu. Whatever.*

OK.  That’s that.  Moving on…

Things pick up pretty well once the group hits Rivendell.  Yes, there’s a little awkwardness concerning a meeting between Gandalf, Saruman, Elrond, and Galadriel concerning Sauron, but since the story is already on a tonal lunch break, it’s not too intrusive.  Then they leave Rivendell and the movie hits its stride.  And what a stride it hits.  Goblins, orcs, Gollum, wargs, eagles, stone giants, internal conflict, swordfights, magic, a giant dude with a big, warty nutsack for a chin… this movie’s got it ALL.  It’s funny- 30 minutes into The Hobbit and I was thinking, “this movie is too long.”  Two hours and forty five minutes in, when the credits started, I thought, “that was too short.”  Must’ve been Opposites Day, or something.

Let’s talk dwarves.  I mean, there’s thirteen of them, so, we sort of have to.  A common complaint seems to be that we don’t get enough personality out of each of them, and I understand that… except there are two more 3 hour movies coming out, which makes me think we’ll get some more character specific moments as time goes on.  The dwarves that mostly got the front-and-center treatment in this film were Thorin (the leader, so, of course), Balin (his sort of “right hand man”), Kili (hot young dwarf), and, my personal fave, Bofur (Irish dwarf).  He’s got this great little moment in the caves where Bilbo, basically freaked out and tired, decides to try and slip away and go home.  When Bofur stops him on the way out, Bilbo gets a little short with him (uh… no pun intended), calling him out on the fact that he has no idea what it’s like to have a home to get back to.  Bofur is obviously hurt by this, but quickly regains his composure and lets Mr. Baggins go, with his blessing.  It’s a great little interpersonal character moment for the two of them, which I’m not really doing justice here, but James Nesbitt and Martin Freeman certainly do.  Do it justice, I mean (Jeezus, you’d think I’d’ve learned proper English by now, right?).

Ori (blank faced dwarf), Fili (other hot(ish) young dwarf), and Dwalin (tattoed-head dwarf) have some moments, but not on par with the other guys.  Bombur, the fat dwarf, gets a bit of physical comedy, but I don’t think he ever actually speaks.  Nori, Dori, Oin, Gloin, and Bifur are glorified extras here.  But that’s OK- If PJax took the time to “get to know” every single one of these guys right off the bat, the first hour of AUJ  would have been even more awkward than it was.  I’ll be fine with a slow burn when it comes to character building, if in fact that’s in store.  If it isn’t… well, I’ll be OK with that, too, I guess.  I mean, there’s thirteen of them.  Do I really give a toss about Beardy McShorty #11’s character arc?  If I meet a group of thirteen humans in life, I can’t be expected to have in-depth conversations with ALL of them, right?  There’s going to be four or five that stand out.  The rest I’ll talk to later.

Oh, yeah- Gollum.  The “Riddles In The Dark” sequence between Bilbo and the once and future Sméagol is, as you can imagine, pretty great.  As is the CGI.  I didn’t think they could make that little guy any more realistic than they already had, but godDAMN was I wrong.  It’s the little things they’ve tweaked that really get it done.  Facial twitches, coloring around the eyes, and, of course, Andy Serkis’ performance to keep it all anchored in reality.  So great.  The attention to detail is astonishing.  I found myself transfixed by peach-fuzz hairs on Gollum’s ears.  That’s how specific they got with him.

And yet… he still wasn’t my favorite CGI creation.  That honor goes to Azog the white orc, also the focus of my favorite subplot.  Azog leads the orcs that are stalking Thorin’s company, having been defeated (and mutilated) by the dwarf in battle years prior.  Bone white, scarred, beady eyed… he’s an appropriately uncomfortable presence, lurking just beyond our sight, ready to strike when the time is right.  And he does… just as the movie’s coming to a close.  BAH!!!  But the flashback to the battle where Thorin defeats him is one added element that completely kicks ass.  Mostly because it’s much more relevant to the current goings-on than that whole necromancer business.

Tonally, this movie is mostly less serious than the LOTR flicks.  That’s not to say the thing is a happy-go-lucky sugarfest, but it definitely has a lightness to it, which is refreshing, as the big, bad world problems going on in Fellowship, et al, have yet to completely rear their ugly heads.  And sure, the story of the loss of Erebor to the dragon and Thorin’s first encounter with Azog aren’t exactly fairy tales, but they still come across more as character backstory than grand, sweeping, epic darkness.  They give us a personal connection to Thorin, making us really want to see him and his boys succeed in this quest (even though he’s a TOTAL DICK to Bilbo for 95% of the flick).  And, since I just mentioned him, Smaug the dragon is… not in this movie.  Yes, you see the destruction he wreaks at the beginning, but Jackson (smartly) keeps him mostly unseen- a flash of claw here, a nostril there, finally a Jurassic Park-style eye-opening.  Basically the same thing they did with Gollum in Fellowship– a tease of things to come.  Also, the Mirkwood spiders get the same treatment in the Radagast sequences- some spider legs break through the roof of his hut, but we don’t see any more than that.  And I’m down with that choice.

Not sure what else to say here.  The last hour and a half of the movie is such a whirlwind of awesome that I’m finding it hard to pinpoint anything else.  Probably best to just leave it at that:  whirlwind of awesome.  I hate to sound clichéd, but Peter Jackson has done it again.  I can’t wait to see it again, and I really can’t wait to see what comes next…

…and speaking of that, what WILL come next?  It’s been literally decades since I’ve read The Hobbit, but a cursory glance of the chapter list makes at least one thing clear- there will be spiders in the next flick.  Probably sooner than later, although that actually depends on how much more added stuff gets thrown in (and if you can’t tell, I’m much more for a small paragraph in the book being expanded, à la the stone giant sequence, than stuff from other sources getting uncomfortably shoehorned in… but whatever), but will we see Smaug?  I expect so.  I don’t think we’ll be done with him in part 2, but he’ll be there (again, just like Gollum in TTT & ROTK).  That’ll leave the end of Smaug’s story and the big battle for the third movie, which sounds about right to me…

…aaaaaand that’s just about enough nerdiness for one day.  So.  Go see The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.  In whatever format you want (I’ll be seeing it again in 3D HFR, pronto, and if I feel significantly positive or negative about it, I’ll be back).  It’s really a blast.

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A Hairy-Footed Thumbs UP (huh?) for a movie that has some problems with the starter, but once they pop the clutch it cruises along like a convertible Jag.

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*In case I’m not doing such a good job of explaining this- the added stuff is mostly great.  Really.  It’s how it affects both the pacing and the importance of the main story that I take issue with.  And, ultimately, it doesn’t matter because the movie is awesome.