For whatever reason, Kristen Stewart and Jesse Eisenberg have chemistry — it's as if the characters from Adventureland moved onto the initial life they have in the beginning of this film.
I'm going to mention Adventureland, and Zombieland (both with Eisenberg) here because it's as if American Ultra blended the two — one semi-serious, the other completely fun — unsuccessfully.
The premise promises fun but is rote — knowing that, you want the film to kick into utter ridiculousness, that…
Hey kids, you know that chick in sucker punch, well now you can see her in hot lingerie with her boobs out and jerk off even more. This is the art house sucker punch. Long preamble featuring scantily clad women, finally get to the sleeping part whilst old men lick her, the end.
This film, as the Madam continually points out, has no penetration.
They dance the Continental.
They dance until they ache, and they keep on dancing. They dance until their muscles give in, and they keep on dancing. They dance until they sleep, and they keep on dancing.
Is it the magic of cinema keeping them going? The magic that kept Harold Lloyd hanging to the clock, that turned the gears of Metropolis, that came out of Al Jolson's mouth?
Or is it a darker magic?
The paper cutout of two lovers…
I have to start by saying I don't usually watch animated films. I've previously found it quite hard to get engaged with the characters and the story. I think all started watching Shrek 2 in the cinema and getting bored.
Inside Out has effective, broad-strokes, characterisation that leaves no doubt that the animated characters have a human soul behind them. The animation is full of nice touches; my favourite being Joy's interaction with her bag—checking it, putting it on, taking…
If you read a book and think, "I'd like to make a movie of this book", then you read the sequel and think, "but not this one", this is what you'd get.
The same characters, the same starting point, the same global catastrophe, almost completely different plot. If after watching this movie you read the book, I think you'd be a bit surprised.
But that's not a bad thing. I was wondering how the book could be made into a good movie, and the answer was what I excepted: it can't. I'm glad they didn't try.
James Healey's short film Penis Boy has been making the rounds of the popular social networking site Letterboxd, which is dedicated to film and film appreciation. The short has spread like a virus, with its curiously strange poster and bizarre title being paraded front and center on many peoples pages and leading a number of curious parties to watch it. It may indeed be the first viral short film.
I'm unable to determine if Healey's short film is a legitimate…
Well, this was a slight failure with the kids. It was too scary for one of them. They wanted to keep watching, and they both made good use of my recommended techniques: opening curtains, not looking, and standing up. One child was curled up in tears. Not the finest hour.
I'll have to ask them tomorrow whether they enjoyed it. I'm pretty sure we're going to press on to Jurassic World, which is the real reason we watched this. I don't think that one is as scary.
Anyway, it's now 4 hours past bedtime and there haven't been any nightmares reported yet so I'm calling no-foul.
I've thought overnight about this one. I didn't really like it.
It's not unexpected that it can be challenging to watch a film of a book that you loved. And this is what it was for me, challenging.
And here's why.
Two of the most epic undertakings in the story are the two rover missions. In the film these are brief outings without much weight; struggle, danger. Leaving the hab was a massive deal.
The sense of isolation in the…
Show don't tell vs. show your work.
I had mixed feelings going into this. On one hand, The Martian is one of my favorite books in recent years. On the other hand, while Ridley Scott can and has been brilliant, in recent years, his lack of restraint in direction has led to the excess of messes that are Prometheus and Exodus: Gods and Kings (clearly he was going through some kind of phase there).
But: I thought, if all Scott…
A very enjoyable film, and perhaps a return to form for Ridley Scott. Prometheus had left me troubled and wondering if Scott still had a good film in him, but although The Martian has some flaws and plot-holes, it's a gripping story with some great performances.
The scene with Sean Bean at a secret meeting, sheepishly explaining a Lord of the Rings reference was weirdly meta, and took me out of the story for a while, but apart from that…
What a lovely journey! I don't know much about Keith Richards or The Rolling Stones, and I've never been a fan, but this documentary gave me a really good impression of Richards' character. He seems like a great fun guy, constantly chuckling and learning, warmly generous and loving.
Watching this film was like spending a great evening with a new friend. I laughed and cringed, enjoyed his funny and honest stories, sank into his gorgeous blues, and at the end I felt like I'd be happy to have another beer with him sometime.
Great music too. Muddy Waters was a highlight, singing Mannish Boy. Just legendary.