The first of many of Christian Petzold's movies this month (I might go all the way through his filmography if there are more like this in the ones I've choses allready, which is about 7 of them), and it's a wonderful introduction, but rarely have I been lost for words as to why. I can't put my finger on excactly what it was, it was just mesmerizing.
Petzold constructs his story, although it's not really about…
Figured I'd give an unwatched Paul Walker film a try, as my form of memorial or whatever. Problem is, he's not in it all that much.....probably go for a rewatch of Running Scared tomorrow instead.
Now, back to the topic at hand....PSC is a pestering redneck trying to look an/or sound as cool as Tarantino. That was just never going to end up looking like much. It starts of funny enough, with Walker, Kevin Rankin and Norman Reedus in a…
Good Bye Lenin tells us the story of the reunification of Germany through a son's tireless love towards his socialist idealist mother, waking up from a coma after seven months and warned against any new shocks to her system. Hence her son's (Daniel Brühl) plot to keep the fall of the Berlin Wall a secret, at all costs.
It's an amusing film, that feels a bit light to the touch for a good 75 mins,…
My first foray into vintage Herzog is a fitting start to the December challenge, I thought. And I think I was right.
The story of Kaspar Hauser is immensely poetic and humanistic. The titular character, incredibly brought to life by Bruno S., is as new to the world as a new born baby, only this baby can gather his thoughts, and speak. After a while at least. Being as he is, his mind is completely…
A (very) short, tight little crime thriller about a hitchhiking murderer that ends on it's weakest note.
Lawrence Tierney is perfect as the titular devil, he really is a mean son of a bitch. The rest of the cast more or less just work as props for him to push around, but at such a short running time, there isn't much room for character arcs anyhow.
It gets off to a bit of a rough start, but soon the premise is set (and it works as a wonderful, yet obvious metaphore) and Duhamel and Vogel engage in some pretty honest, if not that profound conversation, Duhamel especially showing acting chops beyond his pretty boy persona.
Then it cuts to a violent slapstick-fest, and while I found it pretty funny it completely breaks the earlier tone. From there on in, there really isn't much happening but despair.…
A leisurely paced and quiet little film that scores extra points for not dwelling on the bleak subject matter of an elderly man hiring a cab to take him to his final destination in life.
The odd couple form a bond of sorts, even though the older one never reveals his cards at least not intentionally, and bring the viewer with them on a heartfelt little journey, that manages to elevate bleakness and deliver a lifeaffirming message.
Lump in throat…
On paper this is a story about the midlife crisis of a married man, stuck in a job he never wanted and a wife that's rather condecending towards his aspirations. Add Felicity Jones into the mix, and any man would crumble. But it is never her fault, directly. Sure, she's the faucet, if you will, the presence that presents him with motive, means and opportunity, but she never acts upon moments, more than reacts. Doremus has too much love for…
It's a struggle, both for the viewer and by the looks of it: the actors, as Rudd and Giamatti try their best to elevate it above a meandering plot and a script that leaves a lot to be desired as far as laughs are concerned.
So you're sat there, half dozing off, safe in the knowledge that the ending everyone is expecting almost seemes further and further away as time stands still for huge chunks of the running time. The…
The fact that Justin Long co-wrote such a wholly unlikeable character for himself speaks volumes. It kind of makes him the spitting image of what we see on screen actually, only his yet to get to the ending. A horrible, horribly horrible lead. This ranks up there with How I live Now as far as creepy leads go. They've tried to capture the zeitgeist of Facebook (a few years too late as well) and gone completely overboard with neurosis and…
John Dahl is a pretty good neo noir director, and RRW packs a pretty great cast, even if Boyle isn't the most effective femme fatale the world has ever seen, to put it mildly. JT Walsh and Hopper, though, excel in their parts.
Not too many surprises to speak of, but the many turnarounds in fortune help keep it interesting and entertaining.
I can understand why it ended as it did, what with satisfying the audiences and what not, but…
I was so bored I contemplated shitting myself just to spice things up.
Riddick is extremely pointless, but even worse is the CGI.....why even bother?
The girl was hot though, in a scary sort of way. And poor, old Bokeem Woodbine....not much left of that career. If anything.
Hopefully this is the last one, but if they even consider a 4th, can we please get more than 2 mins of Karl Urban? Thanks.