A foolhardy concept from its very inception, Diana, which imagines the relationship, in the last three years of her life, between Diana, Princess of Wales, and heart surgeon Hasnat Khan (Naveen Andrews) is chock full of dialogue that no actor can possibly make work. If we are to believe this film, Diana and Hasnat’s early courtship, held essentially in secret at Kensington Palace, was composed of her making gags about the bounty of royalty (asked if she has any more wine, she replies “This is a Palace – we don’t run out of anything”), while he parried with poetic quotes and ludicrous, high-faultin’ babble (on surgery: “You don’t perform the operation – the operation performs you”).
Alexander Payne makes great movies. Election, About Schmidt, Sideways, The Descendents, all directed by Payne. To me, he’s like the Coen Brothers; even their weak movies are better than most other directors good ones. And as far as I’m concerned, Nebraska is no different. It’s more subtle, less like a big Hollywood film than most, but wonderful all the same.
Thor and his compatriots must stop Malekith from joining with the Aether or all of the nine realms could be destroyed. You know, it’s never just a cat stuck up a tree with these Norse Gods, is it?
Regardless of how you might feel about author Orson Scott Card’s comments about gay marriage, another possible reason you shouldn’t go see the film Ender’s Game, based on his classic novel, is because the film just isn’t that good.
Sandra Bullock has another huge hit on her hands. Everybody seems to love Gravity, and I’m no exception. I’d say I’m a mid-range Sandra Bullock fan. She rarely saves a film that’s careening toward the crapper from the first read-through (Demolition Man, Speed 2: Cruise Control), but she’s notched memorable performances in lots of great movies in different genres.
Beware of Mr. Baker, is a documentary about Ginger Baker, one of the world’s greatest drummers. It made me audibly express amazement twice, and only once because of his drumming. The film’s title is taken from a sign at the gate of Baker’s South African property–and talk about truth in advertising! B.O.M.B. begins, and ends, with Baker physically assaulting its director, who then laughs it off! Celebrity insulates, but some artists are so influential that it’s an honor to be in their orbit, even momentarily, regardless of the circumstances.
What was released in 1990 was about a 100 minute horror/slasher movie that was truncated from about two and a half hours. That’s a lot of lost footage.
If you’re unfamiliar with the plot for the movie Carrie, it’s essentially all the ingredients for a school shooting, except Carrie has no access to guns. What she does have, though, is a particular set of skills. Powers if you will. As she deals with the adversity of being picked on in school, of having a terrible home life, she slowly develops these skills. And then one day, at the prom of all places, the emotions spill over, and her powers get out of hand.
That’s right, folks, another October, another Shriekfesst Horror/SciFi Film Festival! And this year was a particularly good one! Some years there is a clear one or two films that aren’t great, but this year had a particularly solid group of films. I must say I was impressed.
So, as most Comedy Film Nerds fans know…I LOVE horror movies! I try to see almost every one that comes out (unless they have truly horrible word of mouth) and as we get closer to October, that need for cinematic scares grows even more urgent. So why have I been avoiding seeing the new James Wan frightfest Insidious: Chapter 2?