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Movie Review: Interstellar

January 28, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

I don’t know if I’m a Christopher Nolan fan.  I really liked The Prestige and loved Inception.  His Batman trilogy was the best effort made yet to capture Batman on film, but I was never really into Batman, and the Eastern martial arts stuff seemed sort of lame.  Still, I had high hopes going into Interstellar.

It’s his best yet.  Terrible movies come out all the time and people like them.  Mediocre ones get lots of Oscar attention, even when few people outside of the Academy have seen them.  Interstellar reminds us that truly great films can and do get made.  You can click on the IMDB link to get a description of the plot and learn who the cast is, but really, if you have the time, just see it.  I’ll describe some of the more general aspects of the film, and then afterward discuss plot elements that give the story away.
  • Matthew McConaughey: He did extraordinary work in this film.  Across the board the acting was great to middling, but in McConaughey’s case, he simply was Cooper.  At no point in the film did you get the feeling that this was a man playing a role.  You simply witnessed the remarkable experiences of a brave man doing the best he could in unbelievably difficult circumstances.  How often do you see that in a film?  Especially a genre film?
  • Family Life: It’s easy to go high-concept and get the audience’s waterworks going when it comes to family themes in a movie.  As sophisticated moviegoers, we’ve seen it all before.  This was different.  There was a level of complexity and anguish brought to this story that’s rarely seen in science fiction; the concept of time-debt was used here very well and was reminiscent of Dan Simmons’ classic Hyperion novels.  It added tension to an already taut story.
  • Immersion: There is simply no illusion a talented special effects crew can’t create with current technology.  While the effects weren’t necessary for the plot, everything looked as though it belonged: spacecraft gliding through space, the lander on the water planet, the camp on the ice world.  It was all just there.  No imagining necessary.  It looked perfectly real.  Even the robots were awesome; a lot of work was put into them to make them characters but not mascots.  
  • Our Future: Near the beginning of the film was a moment that showed you very clearly that this was not only set in the future, but that the future is a bleak, even terrible place.  You’ll know it when you see it; it’s jaw-droppingly ugly.  The Earth’s peril is both existential and philosophical, which makes McConaughey’s journey that much more important.

I don’t want to talk in hints, but if you haven’t seen this film, I would hate to spoil it for you.  Just watch it like I did, with wide eyes.  Five out of five stars.

*SPOILERY BITS*
READ NO FURTHER IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN INTERSTELLAR
  • Matt Damon: Unfortunately for him, Matt Damon’s become such a star that he’s no longer a believable character any more, no matter who he plays (unless it’s Jason Bourne).  He did a good job, but he’s a little miscast, because he took me out of the film a little.  I knew he was squirrelly from the beginning: he talked way too much.  Also, anyone who tells you to NOT check or double-check something is a bad guy.  He had some of the best lines in the film, with his alternately pathetic apologizing and disturbing questions of the man he was trying to murder.
  • Bootstrapping: There’s a massive plot hole that the whole film is based on, and I can’t seem to get my head around it.  Everything that happens, from the wormhole appearing to Cooper saving himself via the tesseract is based on a recursive time loop.  If the future humans were the ones who sent the wormhole back in time to save us from a doomed Earth, how did those future humans survive to do it?  There should have been no future humans alive to save us.  The only way to explain it is to go into fifth-dimensional physics and play around with multiple universes, but if that’s the case, then why bother?  There’s an infinity of doomed Earth you’d have to save.
  • If B then A: It’s possible that the future humans sent the wormhole back in time not to save themselves, but to save Plan A humans.  The future humans could simply be the descendants of Plan B, who were going to survive anyway because Anne Hathaway unfroze their embryos on the new planet she’d found.  So what they did was save Earth’s population by sending the wormhole and tesseract back in time for Cooper to fly through and find.  
  • Me, Me, Me: I almost never geek out about movies, but I just dug this one.  Probably because I saw it with my brother; it was the first time we’d seen a movie in the theater together in over a decade.  He read the novelization and told me it was just a scene-by-scene novelization of the movie; no great revelations there.
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Movie Review: Jodorowsky’s Dune

January 26, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

Jodorowsky’s Dune is a documentary on a failed attempt to bring Frank Herbert’s science fiction novel Dune to the silver screen in the 1970’s.  It’s a brilliant film, told in storyboards and extensive interviews.  Even if you’ve only seen David Lynch’s effort (or worse, the SyFy Channel miniseries) and not read the book(s), you really have to watch this movie.

Alejandro Jodorowsky is a Chilean filmmaker and writer, known best for his bizarre cult films El Topo, The Holy Mountain, and Santa Sangre.  He’s also hysterical to watch in this documentary: his enthusiasm for a project decades dead jumps out of the screen, as does his anger and dismay at what happened to it.  In amusing detail he described the hoops he had to jump through to cast Orson Welles as the Baron Vladimir Harkonnen and legendary artist Salvador Dali as the Emperor of the Known Universe, Shaddam IV, for example, as well as special effects wizard Dan O’Bannon and the awesomely talented artist Jean Giraud (known as Mœbius).

If Jodorowsky was brilliant, what stole the show were Mœbius’s storyboards.  Meticulously sketched, the Dune storyboard book is thicker than three Manhattan phone books stapled together.  What Jodorowsky had in mind for the visuals was incredible: it would have revolutionized cinema science fiction at least a year before Star Wars came out.  Legendary artist H.R. Giger‘s work for the visuals was also displayed, as was the art of science fiction illustrator Chris Foss.  Looking at the art for the unmade film is a terribly heartbreaking experience in imagining what could’ve been.

Nevertheless, if Jodorowsky’s vision of Dune had been made, it would have been a gigantic, artsy mess that had little to do with the original subject matter.  Fans of the book would have been horrified at what Jodorowsky had done to it (at one point in the film, Jodorowsky himself says that he would have raped the novel, like he was raping Frank Herbert himself).  At one point, he’d intended to make the movie about 12 hours long.  So it’s no wonder they weren’t able to get financial backing from the big studios: it would have been a massive money pit that everyone except the art house crowd would have loathed.

Even so, it made an awesome documentary after the fact.  Five out of five stars.

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Movie Review: Resurrect Dead

January 21, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

Resurrect Dead: The Mystery of the Toynbee Tiles is a mostly fascinating documentary about some bizarre tiles set into the streets of major cities across the United States and in South America.  The tiles always say something like this, with minor variations:

TOYNBEE IDEA 
IN MOVIE 2001 
RESURRECT DEAD
ON PLANET JUPITER

Who put them there?  What do these tiles mean? Why are so many of them in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania?

The documentary does its best to answer these questions, and as much as possible, succeeds. One of the most interesting elements of the story is Justin Duerr, a primary Toynbee Tile researcher: obviously troubled, he focused a great deal of energy into finding out the truth about this mystery, and it was only during a (likely) imaginary encounter that Duerr found closure regarding it.

The mystery unfolded throughout the film, allowing the viewer to become part of the revelations in a way that made it immediate and striking.  My only criticism is that the movie went on a little too long.  Would I have tried to uncover the mystery of the Toynbee tiles differently?  Yes.  But that’s what made the movie so interesting: the researchers were real people working on a project in their own way.

Whether you’ve heard of the Toynbee tiles or not, you should definitely see this film.  4 out of 5 stars.

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Movie Review: The Possession

January 19, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

The Possession is an excellent horror film that puts the lie to the notion that good horror can’t be rated PG-13.  The nature of the supernatural antagonist was different enough to be interesting and woven deeply enough into the film to be more than a gimmick.  Don’t be fooled by the silly “Based on a true story” thing.  A spoiler-free review follows:

  • John Winchester: Jeffrey Dean Morgan showed great range in this role, and was believable as both a college basketball coach and a terrified father trying to save his youngest daughter.  His frustration and confusion were palpable throughout.  Even though he’ll always be Sam and Dean’s dad to me, and I was hoping he’d just kick the monster’s ass the way he would in Supernatural, he showed that he could believably go beyond his beloved television role.
  • Poor Kid: Natasha Calis as Em, the dybbuk’s victim, did a great job.  Usually, let’s face it, kids in movies tend to get shrill and annoying when dealing with perilous situations, but Calis didn’t go there.  What was happening to her wasn’t fair, and you wanted that filthy, horrible thing out of her.
  • The Others: Kyra Sedgwick was her usual, irritating self in this film, which was probably deliberate on the casting director’s part.  She’s unlikable in every role she’s in, so it worked here as the ex-wife.  Matisyahu as Tzadok stole the show: he was funny without it spoiling the film’s intensity, and authoritative as a Hasidic exorcist, of sorts.  The filmmakers used him just enough.  
  • Dybbuks: The notion of a dybbuk box was very neat, and it was quite interesting to see Jewish exorcists using the power of Adonai to fight a demon, rather than the standard Catholic priest vs. Lucifer contest.  There’s a great deal of wealth to be mined in Jewish mysticism and folklore.
  • Nastiness: the rolling eye effects were particularly disturbing, as were the moths and other nasty, horrible things the dybbuk inflicted.  The MRI scene was bizarre, but worked.  Seeing the dybbuk out of the box…gross.  This was a filthy, disgusting monster that did appalling things, and it showed.
  • Caring Is Sharing: Unlike far too many horror movies made these days, effort was made to get you to care about what happened to the characters.  This wasn’t a film about bad things happening to bad people: it was about awful things happening to decent people, so the outcome mattered.  

Go see The Possession on Netflix when you have a spare 90 minutes.  4 out of 5 stars.

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Friday Is a Day of Work

January 16, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

The holidays, with family visits, school vacations, and all the work that goes along with them, were extraordinary this year, if tiring.  On top of that, my younger brother came in from Europe for a week-long visit; it was the longest we’d spent together in about twenty years, and I cannot wait to see him again.

Despite that, I’m glad to return to my writing desk.  What follows are three micro-reviews of movies my brother and I saw.

  • The Avengers: As I get older, I find myself less and less fetched by superhero films, even ones depicting what used to be my favorite superheroes.  Unfortunately, The Avengers succeeded only in disappointing.  The lack of a central character resulted in a chaotic, plotless mess; Joss Whedon, who can be very occasionally entertaining, failed to bring the story elements together into a comprehensible whole.  All in all, the film was too self-conscious and required that you’d already watched the Thor and Captain America movies before it.  Hawkeye was fun, but under-used, and Black Widow took the typical female Whedon role: an ass-kicking woman smarter than everyone else.  Robert Downey Jr. was great as usual.  Tom Hiddleston was so good as Loki again that it almost made me want to watch Dr. Who.  2 out of 5 stars.
  • Anchorman 2: I loved Anchorman and had middling hopes for the sequel, which were borne out by a series of improv pieces that went on way too long.  There were a few very funny parts, including the musical number, the visit with Veronica and her boyfriend Gary, the first minute of the dinner scene at Linda’s house, and the final battle.  The rest of it just wasn’t terribly funny.  It was clear that on some shoot days, certain actors were more on the ball than others.  For whatever reason, Steve Carell seemed to be phoning it in, and in the scenes with Chani, Kristen Wiig (in her tighty-whiteys) always stole it.  It’s extremely difficult to recapture the magic with an original sequel to an original film, and Anchorman 2 failed.  Still, the funny bits were memorable enough to carry it to 3 stars out of 5.
  • Man of Steel: I really, really wanted to like this film more than I did.  As a mixture of Moses and Jesus, Superman is a transcendent figure, a true super hero sent to Earth to help mankind.  Henry Cavill was excellent: hit all the right notes, looked great, achieved dignity in the blue suit with the red boots.  And yet…it was a mess.  General Zod wasn’t crazy enough to be a true villain; he just seemed like a massive dick.  There was too much Russell Crowe and not enough Kevin Costner.  Amy Adams wasn’t a convincing Lois Lane.  Diane Lane was good, but didn’t get anything interesting to do.  The fight scenes between the Kryptonians and Supes eventually became tiresome.  Krypton, however, seemed like a real place with real people, unlike the Richard Donner Superman film.  Still, it was a Superman movie, so it gets 3 out of 5 stars.  

Usually, I’m a Marvel over DC guy when it comes to superheroes, but Superman beat the Avengers handily.

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Filed Under: anchorman, anchorman 2, comedy, joss whedon isn't that great, man of steel, movie reviews, movies, superhero, superman, the avengers

Movie Review: Oculus

January 12, 2015 by David Dubrow Leave a Comment

Oculus was a genuinely scary film that had a heart, characterized by a good script and characters you could relate to.  While there were certain familiar elements that sanded off some of the edges that would have made it a great film, it still delivered on its promise.  Spoiler-free review follows (I only spoil the mediocre films):

  • Tim: While the actor playing young Tim had only one expression (a kind of constipated fear, as though he always had to take a shit but was afraid to for some reason), the older Tim pulled off his role well.  Despite his recent release from a mental facility, he was the reasonable character and had plausible (if wrong, of course) explanations for the bizarre events.  He had the best lines in the film.
  • Kaylie: An extraordinary performance from both the child actor and the older actor.  Obviously unbalanced, obviously holding it together with spit and chewing gum, she made the movie.  The young version inspired pathos and the adult version inspired empathy.  Her OCD style of insanity was believable and reasonable, considering the circumstances.  You didn’t like her, but you understood her.  A fine line.
  • My Eyes Deceive Me: The filmmakers did an excellent job of messing with the viewer’s perceptions, especially near the end of the movie.  There was no way to determine what was real from what wasn’t, despite Kaylie’s best efforts.  The disorientation was unsettling and one of the mirror’s best weapons.
  • Yuck: Oculus earned its R-rating through creative, visceral use of gore.  There were parts I wanted to look away from.  Even when I expected what would happen, I was still grossed out.  Two scenes in particular involving eating were particularly hard.
  • Bros (and Sises) Before ‘Rents: the relationship between brother and sister, especially during the flashback scenes, was very poignant.  As awful as it is, at times a sibling relationship is stronger than a parental one, especially when one or both parents is abusive.  Kaylie and Tim’s bond in the face of their parents’ destruction provided the necessary heart of the film.  

Across the board, Oculus was a very good ghost story, and I’m glad I saw it.  4 out of 5 stars.

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