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Wednesday, September 19, 2018

Helmet Hair

Year: 2018
Director: Shane Black
Cast: Boyd Holbrook, Trevante Rhodes, Jacob Tremblay 
Run Time: 1 hour 47 minutes
MPAA Rating: R

You can listen to our Scream 101 Podcast review of this film right here.

TL;DR: The Predator is a slashed-up mishmash that provides popcorn thrills that are entirely devoid of anything meaty to chew on.
Rating: 5/10
Word Count: 75
Reviews In This Series
Predator (McTiernan, 1987)
Predator 2 (Hopkins, 1990)
AvP: Alien vs. Predator (Anderson, 2004)
Aliens vs. Predator: Requiem (Strause & Strause, 2007)
Predators (Antal, 2010)
The Predator (Black, 2018)

Thursday, June 11, 2015

You're Only A Day Away

Year: 2015
Director: Brad Bird
Cast: George Clooney, Britt Robertson, Hugh Laurie
Run Time: 2 hours 10 minutes
MPAA Rating: PG

Brad Bird was offered a chance to direct the new Star Wars film.When he said no and decided to make a passion project of his own, the reverberations were felt all around the physical realm. Somebody turned down Star Wars? And all that money? They must really care about their art!

And while I'm certain that Bird is a genuinely decent human being to be able to turn down an offer like that, the fact remains that his passion project, which became Tomorrowland, is about as artistic and personal as a Bazooka Joe comic. It's certainly one of the more messily intriguing blockbusters of the summer, but it's about as drearily generic and painstakingly earnest as they come.

Kind of like how an E.R./House crossover would be.

Tomorrowland tells the story of Casey Newton (Britt Robertson), a teen girl whose father used to be an engineer for NASA. She can't handle the fact that NASA is shutting down their space program, in the process rendering her father obsolete. She still has hope for the future, so she sabotages the construction site around a launch pad that NASA has been trying to dismantle. Her repeated criminal activities land her in jail for a night, and when she is released, a pin with an ornate "T" on it is among her stuff.

When she touches it, she is transported to the mystical land of Tomorrowland - an alternate dimension built by snobby aristocrats and intellectuals where they could develop futuristic technology in peace - but the pin runs out of battery before she can fully explore it. Her quest for another pin leads her to a faraway sci-fi shop run by the strange caretakers Hugo (Keegan-Michael Key) and Ursula (Kathryn Hahn), a run-in with young girl android Athena (Raffey Cassidy), and the secluded farmhouse of Frank Walker (George Clooney) a man who, as a young boy, was given the opportunity to visit Tomorrowland, but was kicked out after inventing a machine that predicted the end of the world.

They must reluctantly team together to prevent the apocalypse, using Casey's optimism, Frank's know-how, and Athena's technological prowess to undermine the current, embittered leader of the now defunct Tomorrowland, Governor Nix (Hugh Laurie).

You'd think guns would help too, but they forget to bring any along.

At its heart, Tomorrowland really wants to tell an interesting story about the way humanity has been receiving the portentous messages about global warming and the various other ways we're ruining our own planet. It succeeds intermittently at this, especially in the final ten minutes, but for the most part it's cloying and pedantic, feeling more like one of those smarmy vegans who brags about just how much quinoa they can shove up their nose instead of a genuine, earnest plea for change.

This effect is achieved through an extremely labored script that positively aches for us to feel the full force of the clunky metaphors and heavily Meaningful subtext it pummels us with over and over. On top of it all Casey Newton contracts a lethally severe case of Special Snowflake Syndrome. Common among teen protagonists, it means that even though she is but a simple Ordinary Teen, she and only she has the imagination or creativity or dreaming or whatever to Save The World.

Lo! She can fix her dad's machine by plugging in a super obvious wire! Behold! She can instantly figure out any technology, no matter how futuristic or alien, papered over with the incessant, infuriating line "I know how things work." Oh, and the year Frank was kicked out of Tomorrowland for predicting a dystopian future? 1984. The film is about as subtle as a hippo in a tutu.

Though, come to think of it, the film might be improved if the protagonist was an actual hippo ballerina.

The film gets itself so worked up over teaching its Lesson that it occasionally forgets what it's doing entirely. An emotional beat that is incessantly foreshadowed during the first act of the film collapses at the end of the second with absolutely zero fanfare, and the stakes are never high enough to take the threat (which is integral to understanding the theme and the desperation with which it calls upon humanity) seriously.

But a certain amount of heaving, didactic, distracted humanism is to be expected from a film so utterly, thoroughly in love with Disney its lore. Cheerful easter eggs pepper the film, from small subtle background details to integral plot points (ie. the entrance to Tomorrowland is first discovered on the It's a Small World ride). Your level of Disney admiration will largely influence your appreciation of the film, though its mythology around Tomorrowland itself is entirely original.

In its quasi-religious Disney fervor, the film fails to set out some truly strict rules for its universe, so it becomes difficult to nail down exactly how Tomorrowland and its technology function. The logic is so strung through with holes, you could drive a car through it, but the fact remains that many of the ideas at work in the film are dizzily creative, at least in the idyllic Tomorrowland of the past. And the CGI used in the creation of this world is decent enough, though any and all giant robots look a little too pasted onto the screen. They have no weight and appear to be sandwiched in between the film's dimension and our own. It's highly unsettling.

Even more than the fact that an entire extra dimension houses only one city.

Just like everything else in Tomorrowland, the acting is a smidge uneven. George Clooney does the best of the pack, of course, but even he succumbs to the pulpy influence of the material, playing more of a caricature than a genuine human being with inner life. Cassidy has a hard time at first, but settles into her role, providing one of the best characters of the film in the process. And Robertson does a consistent job all the way through, though the frequent, extremely false bark that she pretends is a laugh is shrilly alarming. The actors playing young George Clooney and Casey's father are weak beyond belief for a studio picture, but they're not in the film enough to harm it. And any ensemble that contains both Key and Hahn will always have a positive average, when it comes down to it.

All in all, Tomorrowland is a strange, tottering behemoth. It's funny enough, the action is decent, and the characters are mildly engaging, but its flaws hang over it like a black mark. The chinks in the CGI armor, the spotty acting, the pedantic dialogue, and the "happy" ending that remains sourly elitist render the film a bit of a tough hunk to swallow. But Brad Bird pours his heart out into this film and a messy, all-over-the-place personal picture is worth a hundred times more than a messy, all-over-the-place studio picture. It's just true. If you feel the need to check it out, don't get your hopes up and you'll manage to have a good time.

Happy travels!

TL;DR: Tomorrowland is a messy, emotional wreck of a movie, but it's decently entertaining through and through.
Rating: 6/10
Should I Spend Money On This? I'd say no, but I'd be remiss if I didn't give my good friend Matt a chance to speak his mind on why you should.
Word Count: 1253

Sunday, May 17, 2015

The Pitch Is Back

Year: 2015
Director: Elizabeth Banks
Cast: Anna Kendrick, Rebel Wilson, Hailee Steinfeld
Run Time: 1 hour 55 minutes
MPAA Rating: PG-13

Pitch Perfect is an important franchise for me. When the original film opened in 2012, I was a dewy-eyed and apple-cheeked freshman out in the world for the first time. The lively and unexpectedly fresh college comedy was the perfect match for my budding lust for life. Now, the years have passed by and as I face graduation and the rest of my life, Pitch Perfect 2 has arrived to once again mirror my situation.

Just like me, it's a little more tired and a little less sure of itself, but equally eager to please.

And in a slightly more precarious position.

Pitch Perfect picks up three years after the original, with the newcomer Beca (Anna Kendrick) having risen to the lucrative position of leader of the Barden Bellas, the Barden Academy's all-female a cappella team. After Fat Amy (Rebel Wilson) suffers an unfortunate wardrobe malfunction at a presidential gala, the Bellas are suspended from competition because screenwriter Kay Cannon would rather stick her hand in a meat grinder than see a fat woman naked.

Anyway, the one shot the Bellas have to regain their official standing is to win the World's A Capella Competition, to which they have a free pass, being the reigning U.S. champions. However, to accomplish this and beat their German Rivals, Das Sound Machine, they must struggle to rediscover their identity and find their sound, a conflict which also defines Beca's increasingly stressful workload at her secret internship at a music studio. As she suffers from the strain of splitting her focus, the newcomer/legacy student/songwriter/character we introduce so we can have another sequel once we lose Anna Kendrick, Emily (Hailee Steinfeld), feels neglected. Boo hoo.

At least she gets lines. That's more than you can say for about half of the filler Bellas this time around.

Pitch Perfect 2 is a very complicated movie to like. While it was never going to be able to capture the lightning in a bottle of the first film, it does have moments that at least touch the glass. But these scenes, no matter how relatively frequent they may be, can't satisfactorily break through the haze of the film's stupefyingly distasteful humor.

The script's disdain for overweight women was admittedly present in the original film, albeit handled with more grace, but several series mainstays are turned into shrieking harpies of bigotry and new character Flo (Chrissie Fit) is seemingly culled from a first draft of a Song of the South-era Disney film about illegal immigrants. It's bad enough that the "Mexican but Actually Guatemalan" character is treated the way she is by others, but when her every line consists of references to third world diseases, wayward kidnappings, and drug barons, perhaps it's time to rethink your "female empowerment and inclusion" credo.

Add in the wildly overused commentator John (John Michael Higgins) whose "cantankerous old man with 50's values" character is a dead horse that is not only beaten but encased in concrete and sunk into the Hudson, as well as Cynthia Rose (Ester Dean), a once proud lesbian character who has been reduced to a predatory womanizer that sexually harasses her friends because she's so butch and can't control her lady bits, and you have a film that's immensely unpleasant to watch.

About as unpleasant as pillow fights. Have you ever actually had one? Overrated.

Pitch Perfect 2 is essentially an advanced exercise in character assassination, but several manage to survive the carnage. Anna Kendrick returns, as strong as ever, brimming with unforced charm, and her chemistry with the equally committed Rebel Wilson is the strongest returning element. Newcomers David Cross (as a deeply weird a cappella superfan) and Keegan-Michael Key (as Beca's unspeakably self-assured boss) also survive the fray with hardly a scratch, breathing life into the waterlogged lungs of whatever scenes they appear in.

And honestly, some moments are just damn funny, no two ways about it. From the revolving door of guest stars you never knew you wanted to the gags that subvert chick flick clichés with unparalleled ease, there's a lot to really enjoy in Pitch Perfect 2

Unfortunately, the music really isn't as strong this time around, though the song choices are intermittently exciting. The Riff-Off 2.0 is exceptionally disorganized, and a mid-film medley is a glaring mistake, though there are a decent amount of well-heeled production numbers, especially from the slickly precise Das Sound Machine. 

Probably the most flawed performances occur during the Bellas' "Find Our Voice" period. They're supposed to be terrible for narrative purposes, but the producers are keenly aware that they still need to sell singles. As a result, many of these tracks occupy a strange middle space between soullessly generic and halfheartedly creative.

Kind of like Ariana Grande.

And the addition of an original song co-penned by Sia and Sam Smith (with all of the droning, syrupy lyricism that that phrase implies) plants the film securely in an insipid post-Glee territory for far longer than it needs to.

But in spite of its impressive slate of flaws, Pitch Perfect 2 is still lovable.

Kind of like Ariana Grande.

It's a mostly endearing comedy with a hard-won moral about finding yourself post-graduation, and it ain't gonna kill ya. 

TL;DR: Pitch Perfect 2 occupies a dangerous zone in terms of offensive humor and leaden song choices, but is genuinely fun a good portion of the time.
Rating: 6/10
Should I Spend Money On This? If you were a fan of the original, absolutely.
Word Count: 940
Reviews In This Series
Pitch Perfect 2 (Banks, 2015)
Pitch Perfect 3 (Sie, 2017)