Dec 172012
 
two reels

Joe (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) is an assassin. The mob controls time travel in 2074 and sends their victims back in time to 2044 where Joe and his colleagues shoot them and dispose of the bodies. The final job of each “looper” is to kill his own future self. When Joe comes gun-to-face with himself (Bruce Willis), he hesitates and his future self gets away. On the run from the current mob, Joe must kill his target and clean up the mess, if that’s possible. Future Joe has his own plan: kill the cruel future leader now, when he is only a child.

Looper has been held up as this year’s smart science fiction film. I so wish that were true. As an avid science fiction fan, I’d love to see “smart,” but it isn’t to be found in Looper. And unlike the promise of the trailer, action is in short supply too. Looper is a competently acted and shot drama that is in no hurry to get anywhere. It isn’t a bad film, nor is it a good one. It is a really dumb one.

The time travel concept behind the film is hard to accept, but I am willing to just give the filmmakers the general idea. So, the mob sends people back in time to be killed to avoid their time’s “body tagging” expertise. OK. There’s lots they could do with that. It must be an interesting world in 2074. A lot they could show us.  Except they don’t. Well, the mob doesn’t kill the victims before sending them back in time, or send them millions of years in the past. There must be a good reason.  But they never tell us. At least they have to do something with the idea that loopers have to kill themselves instead of a different looper doing it, because that would be a pretty silly way to set things up. But they don’t do anything with that.  hmmmmm. How about the future leader who can only be stopped by people in the past, sending the only people he fears (the loopers) back in time.  There must be one hell of a reason for that.  Too bad they don’t tell us.

What does this film do?

Surprisingly little. It starts with a time travel thesis, and the repercussions, the emotional toll of that,  and then it drops it entirely. We even get Bruce Willis’s Joe stating how he doesn’t want to talk about any of that time travel shit…basically because the writer/director had no idea how any of it worked or what any of it meant. Instead we have a plot point about telekinesis. No explanation of why that mutation has popped up, because we spend little time with that too. We do spend a lot of time with young Joe hiding out, waiting, on a farm.

I sound a bit harsh. Don’t think Looper doesn’t have its moments: Some engaging moments, some emotional moments.  When it does get around to action, it is done well. It is pretty nonsensical, unless I missed the part where it is explained that future Joe has become the world’s greatest ninja, but I’ll take nonsense in exchange for excitement. But there isn’t much excitement.

And that lack is the real problem. When a film is dumb, it needs to give us something else: suspense, fear, lust, thrills. Maybe a musical number. Star Wars is not high on the brain meter, but it makes up for that with light saber duels and soaring spaceships and an even more soaring score. Looper, which is much lower on the mental level, gives us a lot of sitting around and dramatic pauses. It is supposed to be presenting deep character development and relationships, but we’re not given enough on anyone to get emotionally involved in their lives.

The best criticism of Looper doesn’t come from me, but my wife, Eugie (a Nebula award winning SF writer, so far more knowledgeable about intelligent literary science fiction than I). As a farm house scene dragged on, she blurted out, “Just get on with it!”

 

Dec 152012
  December 15, 2012

It is time for sitting around the TV with family and hot chocolate, and lots of booze, and watching Christmas movies. There are so many, good or otherwise, that everyone knows about. You’ve probably seen A Christmas Story, It’s a Wonderful Life, Miracle on 34th Street, and a few versions of A Christmas Carol. So, here are a few suggestions for more unusual Christmas film viewing.

The Hog Father: On the night before Hogswatch (a Holiday very much like our Christmas), the Hogfather has vanished, so Death puts on the red suit and a fake beard and tries to play the part while his granddaughter attempts to save the season…and the world. A delightful version of Terry Pratchett’s novel. This is perfect for those with a slight “Addams Family” outlook on life.

Fitzwilly: A team of servants rob from the rich to keep their broke (and unaware) mistress living the high life. When a new secretary is brought in from outside their criminal fold at Christmastime, the jig might be up, but romance is also an option. An old fashioned romantic comedy that should not be obscure, but is since it has never been released on DVD. If you’re lucky you can catch it on TCM. Dick Van Dyke is at his best as the suave butler and Barbara Feldon gets one of her few good roles.

Bell Book and Candle: A witch decides she wants a publishing executive who happens to be engaged to an old enemy, so enchants him at Christmastime. A fun romance with a great cast: James Stewart, Kim Novak, Jack Lemmon, Nicky Holroyd, Ernie Kovacs, Elsa Lanchester. The gender sensibilities are a little old fashioned, but Novak is breathtaking as a powerful “modern” witch and Lemmon is hysterical as a less powerful warlock.

Trancers: A policeman from the future must travel back in time stop a plague of zombies. OK, this might not be a classic, but it is loads of fun. Watching Tim Thomerson’s cop, Jack Deth, fight a zombie Santa while a young Helen Hunt in an elf costume looks on makes this something you can’t miss. Besides, you need one horror movie at Christmastime.

We’re No Angels: (And I’m not talking about that 80s De Niro film of the same name) Three escapees from Devil’s Island find their way into a small shop. Their plan is murder and robbery, but somehow they end up bringing needed Christmas cheer for a troubled family. Why isn’t this one of those Christmas flicks everyone watches every year? It a joy from start to finish. Humphrey Bogart plays the lead villain in a rare comedic role and it is directed by Michael Curtiz, my favorite director who also helmed White Christmas.

That should get you going. What’s your favorite unusual Christmas films?

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Dec 142012
 

Daimajin four reels
Return of Daimajin two reels
Daimajin Strikes Again two reels

Daimajin: Lord Hanabasa assures his two children that recent earthquakes are not to be feared as their good god will protect them. The common villagers have a different view, gathering to perform a ceremony to keep an evil spirit locked away in a giant statue. Samanosuke, the traitorous Chamberlain, takes advantage of the confusion to murder the lord and seize control, but fails to kill Hanabasa’s children.  Protected by a swordsman and a priestess for ten years, they come of age hiding on their god’s mountain. The rightful heir sets his mind on freeing his people from Samantha’s cruel rule, while that evil man decides to crush the villagers’ spirit by destroying the giant idol, both actions potentially causing the massive “Majin” to awaken.

Return of Daimajin: The ruler of Mikoshiba sets his sights on the neighboring lands of Nagoshi and Chigusa, that sit on either side of a lake that contains the god’s island. Both are crushed, but the young lord of Chigusa and the daughter of the Lord of Nagoshi escape to the island. When the invaders decide to destroy the statue of the god, they earn the wrath of Majin.

Daimajin Strikes Again: A wounded woodsman returns to his village, explaining that a warlord had captured the missing men and forced them into hard labor building a fort. Only he had escaped by crossing the god’s mountain. With the coming snow, the local lord cannot send troops. Someone must travel to the compound, over the forbidden mountain, and tell the men the only route to escape. When no one takes on the quest, four children sneak out to rescue their fathers and brothers. It is only a matter of time before all this trapsing on sacred ground wakes the Majin.

Discovering the Daimajin movies twenty-five years after their release was a delightful surprise. Good daikaiju is rarer then a funny Ben Stiller movie (percentage-wise) and a period one with samurai…  Well, to the best of my knowledge, these are it. All three were made in 1966, and released a year apart. The studio had hit pay dirt with Gammera, the gigantic turtle, and were looking for another giant monster franchise; something different. They found it.

At first I was loathe to categorize Daimajin as daikaiju. It feels like a straight samurai adventure, with a bit of Hong Kong fantasy mixed in toward the end. But city stomping is an automatic entry pass into the daikaiju club, and Majin gets in some good stomping, even if the buildings are a bit more primitive than normal.

Perhaps it is just that I am so used to the human story being unimportant filler between monster misdeeds (see about 20 of the Godzilla pictures). Here the story, not the smashing, is the point, not that the smashing isn’t worth the price of admission on its own. The story is a simple heroes tale, like 90% of Japanese sword epics, with that simplicity strengthening the drama. The characters are well defined, and pure, good or evil as the case may be.

There is on exception: The god. He’s a world of contradictions. It is not clear if Majin is “the god”  but no one else shows up to lay claim to the title. If he is the good god that is mentioned, he’s not all that sympathetic to his people’s pain, as only a personal insult and a woman’s tears gets him moving, and collateral damage doesn’t phase him. If he is the demon the villagers feared, he’s amazingly just (Old Testament just) and a better neighbor than many of the humans. It leads to a fascinating world.

The Return of Daimajin is a rehash sequel: same plot, though with less buildup, same beautiful cinematography, though not quite as  attractive, same monster attack and rescue, though not as exciting. The characters are similar, some lines repeat, and the entire structure of the film matches its predecessor. That doesn’t make it bad, just unnecessary. If Daimajin didn’t exist (or you are unable to find it), I would rate this one reel higher.

Daimajin Strikes Again manages to be avoid the rehash label, but it is still the weakest of the three. OK, it doesn’t avoid it by that much. There is once again an evil warlord who forces peasants into grueling labor and tortures them and the Majin waits for act three to show the level of his displeasure. What’s different is the lack of samurai action. The protagonists are children and in place of sword play we get a boy scout adventure through the wilderness. While it is reasonably presented, it isn’t very interesting. I give Strikes Again points for treating kids with respect, without silly jokes or sanitizing the danger, but respect is insufficient. It starts well, and ends better, but you might drift off in the middle.

While you don’t need to go running off to see all three, the original Daimajin is a must see.

 

Dec 122012
  December 12, 2012

The local Movie Studio Grill had a $1 Girls Night Out screening of Love Actually tonight, and I defied gender rolls and went (with my wife Eugie). It is a strange movie in that I liked it quite a bit when I first saw it, but I like it more and more each time I see it. It just doesn’t get old: eight or nine intertwined tales of love at Christmastime, some gleeful, some tragic, all funny. If you need a newish Christmas film tradition, Love Actually is the film. An excellent way to celebrate.

And the foods not bad.

Nov 182012
  November 18, 2012

Since so many others are pointing it out, I thought I’d make it clear to all my followers that I will not be directing the next Star Wars film. Don’t be disappointed. I’m sure they will find someone.

Nov 072012
  November 7, 2012

After being blown away by season one of Don’t Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23, the first two eps of season two have sucked away some of my enthusiasm. Instead of edgy, mouth-hanging-open-wrongness, they gave us wacky sitcom situations. Still fun, but no magic. Perhaps things will get back on track…  Perhaps.

Nov 062012
  November 6, 2012

Castle continues to be an uneven series, but good enough to keep me watching. But this week it rises up with loads of geeky goodness with at least three references to Fillion’s Firefly time, not to mention numerous Star Wars, Star Trek, etc etc. references.  The tone is light and fun, as it should be.  One of the best eps of the series.

Nov 052012
  November 5, 2012

How did I miss this show? The new film Vamps brought Krysten Ritter to my attention which, as good bread crumbs, lead me to the TV show Don’t Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23, which I’ve spent the day catching up on. Hours of wrongness goodness (my new trademarked phrase).  Plenty of mouth-hanging-open moments.  Surprised that ABC is broadcasting this, and pleased.

Oct 302012
 
two reels

The Bennets go Bollywood (well, faux Bollywood as this movie was produced in the West), with bright colors, singing, and dancing, but it’s a fairly straight rendition of the story from the novel.  The advantage of the modern Indian setting is that the important old-style English sensibilities (marriage is vital, status is paramount, etc.) are still in place.  The disadvantage?  Well, once again we don’t get Austen’s language (except in rare instances), and the replacement is mediocre.

As for that singing and dancing, if you are a fan of Bollywood films, and don’t mind musical numbers that do not advance the story and are often at odds with the tone of the surrounding drama, you may find them tolerable.  But probably not, since the songs very from not-too-bad to atrocious.  If you haven’t acquired the taste for Bollywood, you’re in for a rough time.

Aishwarya Rai, a former Miss World, has no problem being beautiful.  As Lalita Bakshi, the renamed Elizabeth, she doesn’t overwhelm with her acting chops, nor does she muck up the works.  Unfortunately, she has no chemistry with Martin Henderson, whose William Darcy isn’t as much of a jerk at the film’s opening as his other incarnations, but also lacks the fire.  He’s a milquetoast Darcy.   The unfortunate actors are given little help by a script that requires them to argue about Indian culture, the problems with tourism, and the destruction of true India caused by the building of hotels.  Ummmmm.  Sure.

There’s fun to be had, and no one could complain that this isn’t bright and shiny entertainment, but it’s also no more than ankle deep.  Think of it as Austen with some of the charm, but none of the soul.  It would be a great extra on the DVDs of the Ehle/Firth or Knightley versions.

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Oct 302012
 
one reel

If you’ve seen Clueless, and know that it is an adaptation of Austen’s Emma, then you’ll know what the filmmakers had in mind when Elizabeth and Darcy (that’s Will Darcy) are transplanted to a Utah college town.  Mom and Dad Bennet are gone, and Elizabeth’s four sisters are now her roommates.  Darcy is a partner in a publishing firm, and stuffy, middle-aged pastor Collins has become stuffy, young, LDS (Latter Day Saints) missionary Collins.  The comedy aspects of the story are given priority, and a rock beat backs up many of the scenes.

Not surprisingly, there are a few rough edges in the transition to current times.  The story doesn’t make much sense in modern America, where women have options, a sense of decorum and the necessity for a good reputation do not strangle behavior, and marriage is not an absolute necessity.  So, either the story has to be changed, or you’ve got to find a culture with a very conservative set of values.  They did both.  The characters are Mormons, which helps elevate the importance of virginity and marriage, but not enough to make it all sensible.  Wickham’s plot has been altered to try and bring it into this century, but it doesn’t work.  The emotion is missing.

While the connection to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is purely cultural (there’s no preaching), and essential to explain the concerns of the character, strangely, the distributors of the DVD played it down.  The title has been changed, removing “A Latter Day Comedy,” and a few lines have been cut or re-dubbed.  This is the work of the brain dead.  Removing the name of the church that everyone belongs to does not make the film more accessible, just inexplicable.

Kam Heskin is a likable Elizabeth, and most of the other actors are reasonable for a low-budget picture, but the film never jells.  There is no sexual tension between the leads, the ending is forced, and worst of all, it isn’t funny.  The jokes aren’t necessarily bad, but the timing is off.  It’s part delivery, part editing, and part directing, but however you assign blame,  there isn’t a laugh in sight.  Elizabeth and Jane’s PMS ice-cream pig-out should have been funny, but it drags.  There’s even a montage (yes, a montage, and it doesn’t even deal with martial arts training), which is a sign that the director and writers were lost with the material.  It isn’t the plot that makes the novel a classic, but the language.  Austen wrote excellent dialog and it’s not here.  No one connected to this project was up to the task of replacing Austen.

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Oct 302012
 
3,5 reels

Anyone bothered by the changes from the novel of the versions reviewed above will enter a state of apoplexy with this one.  That doesn’t mean it isn’t charming, just different.

The satire has faded away in the face of romance and humor.  This is a frothy, funny take on the material, much in the style of the romantic comedies of the era.  The advertisement suggested: Bachelors beware! Five gorgeous beauties are on a madcap manhunt!  A bit misleading as the movie never enters the land of screwball comedy, but you are definitely working with a different tone.

Also in keeping with those times, the actresses are too old for their parts.  No wonder Mrs. Bennet was panicking when she’s got an unmarried thirty-six-year-old daughter in the house.  Wickham’s ability to talk a twenty-year-old into an illicit encounter also seems less scandalous.

Even age-challenged, Greer Garson makes a delightful Lizzie.  Smart, sharp, and attractive, she’s more of an ideal 1940s woman than an 1820s one, but an ideal woman is an ideal woman, so let’s not get picky.  Edmund Gwenn (Miracle on 34th Street) is a more than amiable Mr. Bennet and Mary Boland makes even Mrs. Bennet sympathetic.  Melville Cooper (The Adventures of Robin Hood, The King’s Thief) takes on a defrocked Mr. Collins (the production code forbid disparaging men of the cloth) and simpers as only he can, and Edna May Oliver gives us the only version of Lady Catherine de Bourgh that I would like to meet.  In the largest alteration of any character, Lady Catherine becomes a loving aunt to Darcy with sensibilities from another age.

As a romantic-comedy, the 1940 Pride and Prejudice works because of the changes to Darcy.  Laurence Olivier does a fine job bringing him to life, but it’s the script that counts.  This is the only Darcy who isn’t an ass.  Yes, he’s pompous and arrogant, but in an easily forgivable way.  He’s what Darcy should have been in all the films, a good, but flawed individual with a touch too much pride and his own prejudices.