Pour a little Malick on those crawfish if you don't mind. This movie is a gem. It gets lost in the middle but finds itself. Beatifully shot by Ben Richardson, Beasts takes on a hand held look with a narration by Quvenzhané Wallis as Hushpuppy (she also acts, read on). She is nominated for an Oscar, but I can't see her getting it as cute and precocious as she is, there is very little on screen dialouge. Most of her acting is a scream here or there. Most of the time she is just being a kid. But I still really like it.
A movie that is as bipolar as its lead character. Bradley Cooper really is good in this, unfortunately, director David O. Russell loses focus, or was it the marketing geniuses that said "Hey, bipolar is good, but what about throwing in 'Police Academy' humor and a 'Footloose' dance competition type thingy."
Jennifer Lawrence, please! She has the same pissed-off look in every movie.
Robert DeNiro, he can laugh, he can cry! Of course! It's Robert DeNiro! He's not doing anything…
I can't help but think: if you are going to throw in an actor that can't sing, should you not throw in a few others so as not to make it so obvious? Of course I am referring to Russel Crowe. I felt that every time he appeared it was as if he was singing (use your best, or worst Crowe impersonation here) "Now is the time for popcorn, drinks, and a wee wee if you must." It was if…