A comprehensive, alphabetical list of films released in the United States that have been condemned by the Catholic Church since…
Young Beautiful Deadly.
Pot growers Ben and Chon face off against the Mexican drug cartel who kidnapped their shared girlfriend.
Oliver Stone’s latest is a brash and dumb crime thriller set in the world of the Mexican drug war. Taylor Kitsch and Aaron Taylor-Johnson star as Laguna Beach dope dealers who get in over their heads when their girlfriend, Blake Lively, is kidnapped by a Mexican crime cartel. Revisiting the hyperactive visual styling of Natural Born Killers, but without the energy or compelling characters, Stone has created a vacuous and simplistic thriller that barely scratches the surface of the drug war or its one-dimensional characters.
Beginning with a nauseating and knowing voice over delivered by Lively’s O, the film starts on shaky ground and never improves. The chief problem with the film is the flat characterisation. Whether it is the…
I almost turned it off at the three minute mark when Blake Lively says "I have orgasms, he has wargasms." I can't believe I almost paid to see this in theaters, it's way too long and besides Benicio Del Toro (the reason I watched it) and a few alright bits of action, there's really nothing to see here. Travolta, stop.
Don Winslow's novel Savages is a clever, fast paced, self-aware, morally ambiguous book filled to the brim with extravagant characters and crisp, razor sharp and witty language.
This film is the polar opposite of that and the fact that Winslow was involved in writing the screenplay baffles me. I hope he was just there to make coffee for Mr. Stone.
This film fails at the most basic level there is. The three main characters we are asked to invest in have nothing for us to identify with and are completely and utterly uninteresting. In the novel they are funny and satirical archetypes. That works really well. In the film, for some reason, they had to be turned into real human…
"What really happened was more of a fuck-up than a shootout." - O
Well, that was the most pleasant surprise of a film I've had in a while. After reading mostly negative/average reviews for the film adaptation of the best book I read in 2012, I was a bit too wary of watching this, afraid that it would only result in disappointment. But what I've found is a really fun, stylish and slightly flawed sucker-punch to the face.
Let's start with what everyone seems to be complaining about: the acting. I liked it. The bad guys are practically made of ham, and John Travolta is off-the-scale in terms of panicky over-acting, but this helps Savages get what it sets out…
"I just don’t want to be an old-man filmmaker. I want to stop at a certain point. Directors don’t get better as they get older. Usually the worst films in their filmography are those last four at the end. When directors get out-of-date, it’s not pretty."
-Tarantino on aging
This may be Oliver Stone's most entertaining film in over ten years strictly as a genre exercise, which is where he usually works best, but the man just keeps spinning his wheels as his hair grows grayer. His films have become childish. Polished silliness. The characters are so shockingly inept, I simply could not stop shaking my head at all of the irrational decisions they were making. Everyone is written as…
Did Oliver Stone direct this I still ask myself?
Having Blake Lively do voice-over was the worst I have ever heard in a film.
Think she had constipation all the way through because this film turned out to be one giant poo.
The script was bad and the acting was ropey and John Travolta's stuck on eye brows were more interesting than him trying to over act.
I want my 147mins of life back :--(
Warm yellows, soft blues, and bright green everywhere from the bottles of Trumer Pils to the Laguna Beach foliage. Gorgeous colors everywhere. Even solitaire on an ornate burgundy and gold bedspread. And then the ridiculous dialogue, and the visceral turn by Benicio. And at the end of the rainbow is John Travolta slurping down soft drinks out of a large In N Out cup. California schemin', and I love every minute.
"i have orgasms; he has wargasms" 3 minutes into this movie n i knew it was gonna be a fuckin mess
love yourself and don't watch this
The only way some of Oliver Stone's work could be more on the nose would be to have him actually show up on camera and by like "Hey Guys! Don't ya get it, I am doing deep social critiques." I miss Platoon-era Oliver Stone.
Excellent movie with a great cast and amazing action.
John Travolta is the only savage in this film.....
«savages» - Chon, talking about the Mexicans.
«savages» - Lado, talking about the Americans.
Thematically Savages is very similar to Ridley Scott's The Counselor. In the former, wealthy & successful young Americans attempt to double-cross the cartel looking to expand operations north of the border. In the latter a cocksure American lawyer tries to invest in cartel operations. Stone's film plays up the "privileged Western liberal" angle that is a critique of the debauched culture immigrants & illegal aliens find themselves in while looking for a better life north of the border. In contrast to these systemic concerns, Scott seems satisfied going for a sort of Old Testament parable about good and evil in personal choices. Both films present their protagonists as…
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