Saturday, March 10, 2012

So I was very pleasantly surprised by John Carter of Mars. I went in expecting nothing, and had a great time. It doesn't follow any exact book storyline, but it incorporates all the salient bits of A Princess of Mars, does a very interesting take on some ideas from the Gods of Mars, and adds in a very interesting moving city that I think Burroughs would have approved of. The Tharks are awesome, there is a fair amount of blood (blue, which is what I think got it past the censors) and a high bodycount, Dejah Thoris gets a well-deserved personality addition (now she's intelligent as well as kickass!) and really, it was just all very pleasing and enjoyable.

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Monday, February 20, 2012

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

The Lair of the White Worm


1% Bram Stoker, 1% hair gel, 98% bollocks. Should have been titled, "Lair of the Bickering People."

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Monday, January 23, 2012

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

The Spirit (2008)

Okay, we went in hoping to like it, but this was just a trainwreck- insanely repetitive and dull dialogue (listen for each new idea to be explained to you three times over) endless padding instead of plot, childish insults instead of actual speech, the loosest plot imaginable, irritating soliloquies (Hamlet has less soliloquies than this film) and asides to the audience that are jarring and fall flat, cardboard cutouts instead of characters, scenes that are flat-out ridiculous and not in an endearing way, and lots and lots of instances where the actors were obviously given no real idea of what would be happening behind them on the green screen. Visually, it makes one wish it were Sin City instead; the effects are far less well-handled and obviously done on the cheap, and intellectually- well, there isn't anything to crow about there, either.

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Tuesday, November 08, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Young Triffie

We don't know why this has a low score on the IMDB; it's darkly hilarious and ramps up the disturbing and the funny as it goes along. Fred Ewanuick is apparently the Canadian version of Rowan Atkinson, and he spends the film floundering his way through a village that would make the League of Gentlemen proud.

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Monday, April 11, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Hausu

For once, I am at a complete loss for a coherent summation, because there is nothing coherent about this film, and yet it was not in any way a waste of time. Imagine combining a script for a fluffy student vacation film with a script for a standard haunted house movie, then re-writing, filming, and doing the effects while baked completely out of your mind on psychotropic drugs- and I mean *really* out of your mind, like "Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas" this-is-bat-country out there- and then, when you come down and see the finished print, just saying "What the hell" and releasing it anyway.

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Saturday, April 09, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Ferocious Planet

I can think of several alternate and far more accurate titles for this film, all gained just by changing the descriptor- Crappy Planet, Completely Inappropriate Music Planet, Bad CG Planet, Whiny Planet, Lame Planet, Dull Planet, Unlikely Planet- the list goes on and on. "Z-Grade" is giving this "film" far more dignity than it deserves.

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Friday, March 11, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

The Brave Archer

It's a Shaw Brothers film, and if you know what that means I don't need to tell you that it's an incredibly entertaining treat- but in case you're not familiar with Shaw Brothers productions, well, it's an incredibly entertaining treat for any fan of kung-fu films (but don't expect any archers, because there aren't any). And just for the record, I now want my official title to be "Hell Gate Dragon King."

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Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Terminator Salvation

When you're ripping off scenes from the first film in your series in what is apparently supposed to be the dramatic climax of a film, it's a bad sign- although pretty much everything in this film is a bad sign, including the lack of interesting or engaging action scenes in what is ostensibly an action film (and for being the hero, John Connor doesn't do very much except plant the world's most volatile C-4 in a building). Also, it utterly disregarded everything about the second film- to whit, Connor knows there is a possibility of re-programming Terminators to be good because he met one that protected him as a teen, and there is no reason on Earth why he shouldn't be willing to give Marcus a chance to prove himself because of this, other than to make the movie another achingly dull fifteen minutes longer and provide some faux tension.

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Monday, February 21, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Horror Hotel/The City of the Dead

Repetitive, uninteresting, and not overly burdened with historical facts- for example, accused witches weren't actually burned in New England, and since this is *the* major plot point, it's a glaring oversight- with the addition of characters who are completely resistant to sense, scenes that are done several times over (driving to the village is shown four separate times) sets that have been repurposed from a Western film, and attempts to build atmosphere out of dim lighting and nothing else. And how useful is it to the evil characters that they're evil, anyway, considering their major superpower seems to be the ability to spend eternity in a crummy one-street burg?

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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Clash of the Titans (2010 version)

Had so little to do with the actual myth I doubt the screenwriter was even the slightest bit familiar with anything but the original film, only saw that once in a drunken/stoned haze in his college years and got it mixed up with several other films he later added in to the rip-off (yes, rip-off, and lots of them - there's even a bloody light saber in this "film"). It's appallingly bad, and I *mean* appallingly; the acting is more wooden than the djinni (yes, this film has djinni in Greece for some reason) the dialogue is lame, tension is nonexistent (look at the difference between the scene in Medusa's temple in both versions; one has actual tension and one is like a badly designed video game that you're forced to watch and can't play) pacing doesn't exist, character development is nil, and the whole "plot" (which is basically some loud noises and dull action sequences) gets resolved in the last three minutes of running time.

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Saturday, October 09, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Eragon

I'm not sure two sentences is really going to cover it, really, but I'll try- my annoyance with the film stems from several sources, partially from the rampant-yet-incompetent theft from many, many other films and books, including (but not limited to) everything J.R.R. Tolkien ever wrote, The Dragonriders of Pern, Dune, Star Wars, Pitch Black (check the head on the lint creature the Christopher Walken guy rode at the end) the terrible dialogue, the ridiculous editing, the juvenile plot, the skips in narrative, the dragon just bloody growing to adult stage over ten minutes and being able to breathe fire in two days (and hey, did you know the average flame doesn't have enough heat to melt rock into glass, but apparently the dragon can melt freaking rocks and yet not breathe flame yet [edited to add: and Wikipedia tells me it's supposed to be *diamond* - chemistry and physics have gone right out the window there, and that much heat would completely melt the body anyway]) people teleporting (seriously, you flew several hundred miles on a damn dragon and then Jeremy Irons just gets there ahead of you on horseback and somehow just arrives in time to throw himself in front of a spear?) the wooden "acting" of the lead, the insistence on not telling us who or what anything was ever until it couldn't possibly be put off any longer, the terrible closing song with every single cliche ever in the history of the English language (Disembaudio does a great karaoke version of it on the Rifftrax, though) and the final battle sequence depending on you a) never having seen a decent battle sequence in your life, b) assuming every single one of the defenders was nowhere near any of the fire the dragon just rained down on everyone, c) never having seen or heard of the battle for Minas Tirith, and d) taking on faith that the hidden outpost was big enough for the dragon to fly at high speed through in a straight line for seven whole minutes. Yet among all this lameness there was one bright point; not only does Jeremy Irons wear leather and look scruffy, but he can actually ride and they give him a lovely Friesian- mmmm. :)

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Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Gravedancers

A really quite likeable little horror film; sure, it's not perfect by any means, and there's some unintentional burst-out-laughing moments, especially at the end- mostly caused by having to cope with the shrinking of an already tight budget, we assume- but for the most part it tries very hard to be something more/different than the normal modern horror flick. They've obviously seen Evil Dead and took notes, which is certainly a point in their favor, and although the acting is a bit uneven, the script has some decent lines, the plot is at least original and interesting, and, aside from the aforementioned occasional silly bits and goofy final sequence (boss battle!) it's certainly worth a watch.

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Ghost Town

So, let's break this down for you, mister director, and I'll go slow so you can keep up- ankhs are from ancient Egypt and mean eternal life, "runes" are Norse (we're assuming that's what you mean, since we never see any) Wicca was invented in the 1960's, there is a reason explosions are measured via sticks of dynamite, pentacles have circles around them, and hitting things with rocks isn't a part of the protective spells of any religion, so far as we are aware. Also, your film is balls.

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Friday, August 20, 2010

Okay, so I know I'm going to catch a lot of flack for this, but I had a lot of questions about Get Carter. (The original, of course. The remake doesn't bear thinking about) I know it's considered a classic film, and perhaps *the* classic British film, but there's a lot about it that just doesn't translate. I was reminded a lot of Croupier, and there is a lot the two films have in common (small wonder, since they have the same director) mainly, in my case anyway, that although it was certainly stylish, I was left feeling at the end that nothing was really accomplished.

Basic Questions: (Warning: Contains Lots Of Spoilers For The Film)

1) I guess my biggest question is, why sight-check Chandler in the scene on the train when the plot has nothing to do with Chandler's work? I mean, okay, it's crime-based. But it's not Chandler's noir. This is not even remotely the sort of thing that Marlowe would have gone around doing. I suppose there are some slight parallels to The Big Sleep, but only in the very vaguest sense as they both dealt partially with pornography rings. However, that was not the main point of The Big Sleep, not by a long shot. Why not have him reading Hammett or something more straightforward- Red Harvest would have suited this film far more. (And hell, why have him reading anything but the Racing Post any way? Jack didn't strike me as the cerebral type...)

2) Why the women-as-furniture motif, *especially* if you're going to sight-check Chandler, who wrote interesting and active female characters? I can't speak for my entire gender, but I am fairly certain most women do not behave like the ones in this film. About the second time I got told to shut up I'd have knocked Jack's block off, shotgun or no shotgun. I can't think of a single one of my friends or acquaintances who would have stood passively by while the events in this film unfolded. Women in this film are decoration and plot devices, but not characters. They just do what they're told, and passively obey whichever male happens to be in earshot. This doesn't make me angry, it just confuses me- why have them in at all, much less so extensively, unless you're going to give them something to do?

3) Building on that, why was everyone so up in arms about the niece/daughter being in the porno? I mean, okay, it's not a career one would choose for their daughter, and being upset would be natural, but she didn't appear to be coerced in any way, and didn't seem to be suffering any trauma (aside from grief over her father's death) in the sixty or seventy seconds she was on screen. (in the actual film, not the film-within-a-film) In fact, from what little we see of her she seems to be doing all right. No one bothered to check whether she was particularly outraged about the movie, or even if she wanted people to take revenge on her behalf. No one even bothered to get angry at her for starring in the porno in the first place, or mentioned it to her at all- it was like she was an animate plot device to get the film into the second half.

4) Where was all the gangstering? This is supposed to be a gangster film, but there really aren't any rackets in evidence. There's a guy who makes porn films and has drug-fueled orgies at his house, but I was under the impression that was pretty much the 70's in a nutshell. I have been informed that it was still illegal in Britain to make porn films at that time, but still, it's not like they were funneling guns to Nicaragua or running drugs or fixing sporting events, or other classic gangster careers. It ends up that the entire plot revolves around Jack's brother getting killed because he was threatening to turn in a porn director to the police. That's not a bona-fide gangster act, that's just a terrible life choice on the behalf of the porno director, especially when it turns out the man's brother is normally employed as an enforcer. The plot would not have been vastly different without the quote-unquote gangster angle.

5) If the porn producer was working with Jack's bosses, wouldn't Jack's bosses have a) heard about this plan to kill Jack's brother, if not before then at the very least shortly after it happened, and b)expected Jack to go on a murderous rampage when he heard about it, and maybe, I don't know, kept him on assignment out of town until it all blew over, or sent him to South America ahead of time? We're assuming that he was a useful operative and losing him would cost them money and time, likewise a loss of money and time if the porn producer was taken down. It was a lose-lose situation for Jack's bosses. Wouldn't they at least warned their business partner that killing off Jack's brother in anything less than a clear accident would result in a very short-tempered enforcer coming to town for revenge? Isn't that the sort of thing you mention when you expect to keep making money with your business partners? Why wait for everyone to get killed or carted off to jail before putting paid to the problem?

6) Speaking of jail, if you are said short-tempered enforcer and you're so gung ho about killing everyone connected with your brother's murderer and/or your niece/daughter starring in a stag film, down to killing a woman who just happened to be in the film with her, wouldn't you want the guy who both shot and produced the film *and* ordered your brother killed to receive the same amount of vengeance as everybody else who was even remotely connected with it? Maybe even more so, considering he was the entire reason behind all the bad stuff that happened to your family? In which case, why does letting the cops get him seem like an okay option after you stabbed another man to death just for playing a minor role in both incidents? (Incidentally, I think he would have lived through that, or at least certainly longer than ten seconds; the switchblade had a very short blade and he didn't look like he'd been hit near anything instantly vital) Is prison that bad in England, that it's considered a worse alternative than death by a career enforcer, who has probably spent some time on the inside himself?

7) Also, if you suddenly decide that you care enough about your family to commit murder in aid of revenge on their behalf, where the hell have you been for the last twenty years when they could have used your help in not getting into these situations in the first place? We have a saying for this: a day late and a dollar short.

8) If you're an enforcer, you probably have some idea how enforcing works, right? So wouldn't you know that when you're going around wiping out members of another gang, a) you don't have to chase people when you're carrying a shotgun, and b) wide open spaces are not your friend? My response to the end was not shock but "Well, duh."

9) The gun work in this movie is terrible. Yeah, that's not a question, but it needs to be said. Especially the shotgun stuff- never mind that it's never used; there's some hugely dangerous handling going on. It's hard to believe these people are gangsters when they've clearly never handled a gun in their lives.

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Monday, June 28, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

The Great Race

If over the top was an Olympic sport, this would be the 1960's gold medalist, because every single scene is way, way, way, way, way too long and of increasing ridiculousness. When a movie makes the viewer pine for "Murder By Death, " and its (by comparison) tight scenes, subtlety, and nuance, it is a clear signal that the director should have turned the dial down from eleven.

(One hour, forty-five minutes in...)

Owlvark: You know, I don't think I've ever made it this far in to this film.
Duamuteffe: Oh yeah?
Owlvark: Yes, I usually make it about half an hour and then find something else. I've never actually seen this part.

(One hour, forty-seven minutes in...)

Duamuteffe: So...Want to watch a Hammer film and make fun of it?
Owlvark: Please.
Duamuteffe: And we make fun of those because we love them.
Owlvark: Of course.
Duamuteffe: That's the difference between Hammer films and this. Hammer films are terrible and I love them. This is terrible and I hate it.
Owlvark: #dissolves into laughter#

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Thursday, June 10, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

The Fall of the House of Usher

Ah, Roderick Usher, the original emo- whiny, selfish, self-absorbed, and wimpy as all get-out. The entire film could have ended on an upbeat note within fifteen minutes if Phillip had the idea of just shining a lantern on him, shouting for good measure, and then carrying Madeleine bodily out of the house while Roderick writhed and whimpered, hopefully destroying his lute in the process.

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Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Iron Man 2

I tried to come up with something grammatical, but all I've managed is "The further continuation of sheer unadulterated awesome!" and that's not entirely correct as far as sentence structure goes. It is, however, utterly correct in theme, content, truthfulness, and tone- and for those of you who don't get as much enjoyment as I do out of a sweaty Robert Downey Jr. building complicated machinery (seriously, do they just plug a cable in the back of my head to come up with this stuff?) you will likely be pleased to note that there's a lot more action in this one, lots of witty retorts, Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury (which is a terrific piece of casting, by the way) awesome effects, and also Scarlett Johansson gets a lot of screen time to alternate between being preppy and kicking serious ass.

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Monday, April 26, 2010

Two-Sentence Movie Reviews

Balls Of Fury

Okay, so it's stupid, but it's also hilarious- not every comedy has to be witty and highbrow to be entertaining. Everybody involved appears to be having an enormous amount of fun, so much so that it's nigh impossible for the viewer to avoid getting in on it, and besides, where else are you going to see such an elaborate "Enter The Dragon" parody involving ping pong?

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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

It's snowing pretty good out there, and I don't have a lot to get done today, so I have declared it Pam Grier Day. I'm planning on watching all the films we have with her in one long string; Coffy, Foxy Brown, Sheba Baby, Friday Foster, and Jackie Brown.

Pam Grier is amazing. In every film, she's cool, calm, collected, smart, and Strong with that "S" definitely in capitals. Nobody messes with the people she cares about and gets away with it, and she rights wrongs by whatever means necessary with whatever comes to hand. Through it all, she keeps right on looking gorgeous. She carries the 1970's films with sheer presence; I doubt they'd be quite as well-remembered if she hadn't been the star.

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Friday, January 08, 2010

Since yesterday went south, we went to see Sherlock Holmes again to at least send the day on a good note. And it was. I loved it even more than the first time, since now I know the plot and thus have time to look at all the little details they've added in. I <3 this film the way the Owlvark <3's the Ipcress File, which is saying something.

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