Archive for July 2023
20 posts from 01 to 31 July 2023.
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A 50 years old parable on how screentime in children is bad for them, delivered as a long stretch of PG-13 screentime. Ya’ know, fo’ kids!
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What the heck this this, did someone cut all Arnie’s lines? Joely Richardson plays the same role as Color Out of Space.
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Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas with less drugs and more cheap beer.
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Another Alien “sequel”, something that is technically a direct followup, but is in fact a whole other film. A crew of supermax prisoners have the hots for Ripley, but only the doctor gets a chance to relieve his blue balls, then he is brutally killed by the Alien.
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Hot damn, this is intense. “Show, don’t tell is” taken pretty far here, most exposition is replaced with body horror instead. High octane paranoia, relentless from the opening shot with the escaping “dog” to the final explosions.
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My god, Nolan disappears up his own ass. Tenet was very watchable as an action film, but this just goes on and on. Could have been a tweet.
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The damn quotes are all over the walls, man:
- Game over man, game over!
- For close encounters.
- They mostly come at night. Mostly.
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Not a very good adaption, but it’s not that bad as a standalone film. It’s light comedy, ironically much, MUCH, tamer than the book itself. Maybe I’m just sucker for Emily Blunt.
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Back to the convent she goes, this time to teach a group of unruly inner city kids what life is all about: bust your ass for a possibility of an education, while external consultants suck the school money into their pockets, until they close it down and earn passive income from the capitalist leeching.
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Gus van Sant does a shot-for-shot remake, with Anne Heche as Marion, the thief and philanderer, and Vince Fucking Vaughn as Norman Bates. With Viggo Mortensen on the cast, as the married boyfriend!
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Just a standard Statham flick, with a John Le Carré framing device, some kind of SAS Oman Civil War intervention. Takes a back seat to the wall-to-wall action sequences. Yvonne Strahovski does a mean Australian accent, throwing another shrimp in the barbie.
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Holy shit, this is so 90’s teenage “comedy”. And so American, the come to generic “Europe” with green screens on exterior scenes.
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Like a fine wine, it gets better with age. The soundtrack is incredible. Not to be confused with Repo: The Genetic Opera, which is also great for different reasons.
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Not so excellent, but it’s not The Matrix Resurrections. Kristen Schaal could make a mean George Carlin, if they let her.
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The one with Felicity Jones as less platonic love interest, but still far enough from first base.
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The one with Ayelet Zurer as the CERN scientist. Langdon gets some lascivious looks but not even first base so far.
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Yet another prototypical Wes Anderson film. Not an inch of novelty, no twist on the formula, just whimsical stories within stories, within stories, with the regular cast, deadpan deliveries, and gorgeous visuals. It’s less on the nose than The French Dispatch, but a similar state of mind.
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This is the one with Audrey Tatou as the platonic love interest. Ron Howard’s brand of blandness and safe. To think I once though this was a great thriller, I was very young and naïve. Remember, this is like Bond for Dunning-Kruger sufferers.
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Gender swapping is fun. Can you imagine this the other way around, no way in hell it would be done. A rare American comedy with funny writing, but gets a bit po-faced in the third act.