MM plays Kenny Wells a mining company guy with gold fever. His well-publicised weight gain would be more impressive were it not for his hyper-lordotic spine in any scene the belly is needed. I envy his good looks in this film too.
Nitpicking aside, this is a surprisingly low-key movie that tells the tale of avarice, hubris, and nemesis. Sort of.
There are some great down-at-heel scenes and some great tropical suffering.
Oddly it’s a film where almost no one seems to really win. And I liked that.
In the end you’re left wondering who was in on it.
MM could do a Hunter S Thompson to rival Johnny Depp’s based on his performance here.
If you liked the Lego Movie this is a must-see.
Lego + Batman is a great combination. In this movie Batman is a solipsistic narcissist. Highly self-reliant, he ignores all the cues to enjoy friends, family, and team work. He learns his lesson during this fun-filled film.
There’s a strange reverent yet irreverent tone to the movie that has Batman turning up at Superman’s fortress of solitude to find he was not invited to the Justice League party and later has Voldemort and Sauron fighting on the side of The Joker.
Inspired movie making.
Despite James McEvoy and Anya Taylor-joy you need only know three things to understand this movie: M. night Shyamalan.
It is exactly the kind of semi-supernatural, tedious drivel you’d expect.
Just ignore it and hope it goes away.
Well-played, somewhat understated, courtroom drama that deals with Irving V penguin and Lipstadt.
I remembered this case. But in my mind it was much older than the turn of the 20th century. Disturbing to be shown it was so recent.
The roles are well played. Particularly those of Irving, Lipstadt, Julius, and Rampton. The contrasts between this English courtroom drama and American courtroom dramas are clear from the start. Though the professionalism, skill, and commitment of the legal team is not apparent until later in the movie. Weisz seems to show how alien Lipstadt must have found the experience.
A well done film on a compelling case that is worth going to see.
It’s the tale of a brave, patriotic man who wouldn’t carry a weapon in WWII on Okinawa.
Directed by Mel Gibson seemingly for the low-end true story dramatisations found on cable TV and streaming services.
It does show some of the terrible aftermath of war in private doss’s home life: alcoholic, violent, remorseful father who is a veteran of WWI.
It shows Doss’s difficulties with his army colleagues: accusations of being a coward, attempts to force him out, courts martial.
And it shows some of the horror of the battle for the ridge: violent slaughter, flamethrowers, grenades…
But despite Doss’s conviction and his faith and perseverance the film makes more of heroism generally and essentially ends with ‘we won’.
There’s some good credits footage of the survivors that indicates the acting is not so much a dramatisation but a recreation.
It’s slow going most of the time. It’s repetitious-reasonably so to show Doss’s belief and commitment. But overall it’s just not that good a film. If it’s on and you have the time, give it a go.
I wasn’t expecting much. But this was so bad I almost didn’t stick it out.
Avoid it at all costs unless you can endure a hackneyed plot, some risible events, 2D characters, and a level of ridiculousness zoolander could not carry off. Though if you do stick it out there are some amusing, juvenile one-liners. And in the mix up of nonsensical stunts there is some occasionally crisp action.
It’s a sort of kedgeree action movie: made of a variety of ingredients from many parts of the world. There are some talented action-movie people in it. There are (too many) exotic locations. Sadly though the flavour is a bit off.
Excellent acting by Natalie Portman. A genuinely emotive, searching, and stark portrait of the aftermath. But in its starkness, and its grounding in real events, it loses its way and becomes literal and mundane.
The awful battles over the national, personal, and security implications of the procession and ceremony of the President’s funeral are as apparently painful as they are undramatic.
The flashbacks in Jackie’s retelling of events become intrusive. Their reproduction of antique cinematography seem an overwrought attempt at an unnatural authenticity. It’s like the stylistic affectation of presenting Victorian England in monochrome or sepia. Great for momentary scene-setting or moving from authentic footage to reshot stuff but wearing and tedious when taken to excess.
The starkness of the experiences is matched by the relative absence of background noise or music.
Jackie is a revealing and seemingly authentic portrait of the aftermath of tragic events in all their horror and mundanity. The actors play their parts so realistically it’s almost as if the dramatic effect evaporates before your eyes and you are seeing things as they really are.
It’s like an arty stylised documentary. As entertainment it failed me. As a piece of cinema it’s probably worth enduring.