Back in high school, I went through something of a Japanese
cinematic phase. And no, this was before I found the Critic; this was less
classy A-movies and more splatsticky B-movies. Specifically, those connected
with goremeister Yoshihiro Nishimura: Mutant Girls Squad, Vampire Girl vs.
Frankenstein Girl, Tokyo Gore Police, right up to the film that started it all
for me Robogeisha. It was around this time that I developed a liking for that
style of filmmaking, getting into Grindhouse shortly after. This is probably
where I also got my appreciation for the more insane films out there so, for
those who find reason to object to my defending of films like Yoga Hosers and
Zoolander 2, you can thank the land of the rising acidic breast milk for that.
So, when news hit of a new Godzilla film coming out with Nishimura himself
working on the effects, a particularly abnormal wave of nostalgia washed me
into my local cinema to check it out. I’m a bit rusty on recent language-other-than-English
cinema, so I don’t know how this will turn out.
Wednesday, 26 October 2016
Tuesday, 25 October 2016
This Giant Papier Mache Boulder Is Actually Really Heavy (2016) - Movie Review
Sci-fi is a genre with a long and proud history of being
enjoyed by losers stuck in their parents’ basements. As such, it has also
garnered a certain mockable reputation that, in recent years, has begun to
recede into just being another aspect of human life. For all the hate I have
for The Big Bang Theory, it is regrettably part of that assimilation process so
I have one thing to be thankful to it
for. While my brain tries to process me giving that piece of crap any credit, I
will conceit that all of this acceptance doesn’t change one simple fact: Sci-fi
is also incredibly goofy, even on a good day. As a result, riffing on films
within that spectrum is probably the easiest of any genre; hell, the entire
idea of riffing came about thanks to the kitschier titles of the 50’s and 60’s.
Now, making fun of silly science fiction is all well and good, but then we get
into feature-length spoof movies… and now the fear has set in. I say that
because the spoof movie died a rather loud and obnoxious death a while back thanks
to chuckleheads like Friedberg & Seltzer; people rarely make them anymore,
and the few we do see are outright garbage. So, will this micro-budgeted New
Zealand effort break the chain?
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Monday, 24 October 2016
Rupture (2016) - Movie Review
It may have taken over a year for it to happen, but I think
I’ve finally found a good thing to
come out of last year’s Fifty Shades Of Grey adaptation: It brought further
attention to another, far better film exploring S&M because we desperately
wanted an alternative. Specifically, 2002’s Secretary, a film that seriously
deserves getting some form of mainstream attention even if it’s through a tangential
connection to a rather weak offering. With a mixture of genuine understanding and
realistic characters, even considering the scope of their… actions, let’s say,
it managed to give a very reasonable, sympathetic and frequently funny
depiction of that type of lifestyle. It’s the kind of film that I personally
have all the respect for because it managed to show kindness to an area of
sexuality that, up until that point, had mainly been used for cheap jokes and
even cheaper exploitation (Body Of Evidence, anyone?).
So, after making a film about a famous photographer which also delved into certain elements of fringe culture, writer/director Steven Shainberg has been quiet for the last ten years. Then news hit of his latest film being released in Australia, in a sci-fi film festival no less, and I made my way down to Randwick faster than most of the horses that made the area famous. But is the trip worth it, cinematically at least?
So, after making a film about a famous photographer which also delved into certain elements of fringe culture, writer/director Steven Shainberg has been quiet for the last ten years. Then news hit of his latest film being released in Australia, in a sci-fi film festival no less, and I made my way down to Randwick faster than most of the horses that made the area famous. But is the trip worth it, cinematically at least?
Wednesday, 19 October 2016
Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children (2016) - Movie Review
Sometimes, a film comes out where the filmmaker(s) and
subject matter match each other that well that you start to question why it’s
only now that such a connection was
made. On one hand, you have director Tim Burton, a man whom has made a career
out of telling stories of pale-skinned outsiders and giving them their rightful
place in the world. On the other, we have the modern YA adaptation sub-genre,
which has latched onto the public consciousness through teenaged empowerment
fantasies of going against the system that wronged them. Add to this
screenwriter Jane Goldman, whose work with Matthew Vaughn embodies that same
air of acknowledging and celebrating the abnormal, and you have probably the
most ideal combination of any film this year… in theory, at least. After all,
as much I like Burton, Goldman and some of the higher-profile YA adaptations (I
maintain that The Hunger Games is still an amazing film series), none of the
above are immune from being rubbish. Last year’s me may argue this point, but I
hadn’t yet seen Mars Attacks at that point; this year’s me knows that this guy
is capable of making crap. So, even with all the right pieces in place behind
the scenes, how does the final product look?
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Monday, 17 October 2016
The Magnificent Seven (2016) - Movie Review
Even in the realms of cinematic remakes, this is a rather
unique ouroborosian situation. While you are quickly Googling that word, I’ll
get into why this is. Back when I looked at Slow West, I made brief mention of
the relationship between Japanese and Western cinema and here is where we crash
head-first into one of the first branches on that tree. Based on the Akira
Kurosawa classic Seven Samurai, the original Magnificent Seven is a seminal
staple of Old Hollywood and set in place an action blueprint of the rag-tag
team of characters that come together to fight a great foe that would be copied
verbatim for decades to follow. If you’ve ever watched A Bug’s Life, then you
have a pretty good idea of the formula. With that in mind, and the fact that
this is a reimagining of a remake of a definitive piece of cinema (all of which
has sprouted its own niches and sub-genres in their wake), this could prove a
tricky one. It is also, based solely on the trailer, one of the few films this
year that I have genuinely been anxious to see for myself. Time to dig in and
see how this holds up, considering this film has a lot that it needs to prove.
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Thursday, 13 October 2016
The Girl On The Train (2016) - Movie Review
After spending far longer than I was expecting to this year
complaining about movie marketing, I finally get to talk about the positives of movie marketing.
Specifically, what it is capable of telling studios. The oldest rule in the medium
of entertainment is to give the audience what they want, and what we spend our
money on confirms that this is a thing we like to see and wouldn’t mind seeing
again. It’s the cornerstone for the franchise-heavy filmmaking mindset that
Hollywood has made some comfy cash on in recent years (or decades, if we’re
being honest).
I say all this because, with only a passing glimpse at this film’s marketing, it is clear that the grease in the production’s gears is the success of David Fincher’s Gone Girl from two years ago. People saw that film in droves, both critics and casuals alike, and I myself would love to see more of that kind of smart and intense thriller. I’ve admitted before to my own fascination with trickery and games of wits, and no film of the last several years did a better job in those two areas than Gone Girl. But that’s where the association gets a little dangerous: This film wants to be seen as another Gone Girl. But is it capable of fulfilling that role? Hell, removed from connections to any other film, is it capable of fulfilling its role as a movie?
I say all this because, with only a passing glimpse at this film’s marketing, it is clear that the grease in the production’s gears is the success of David Fincher’s Gone Girl from two years ago. People saw that film in droves, both critics and casuals alike, and I myself would love to see more of that kind of smart and intense thriller. I’ve admitted before to my own fascination with trickery and games of wits, and no film of the last several years did a better job in those two areas than Gone Girl. But that’s where the association gets a little dangerous: This film wants to be seen as another Gone Girl. But is it capable of fulfilling that role? Hell, removed from connections to any other film, is it capable of fulfilling its role as a movie?
Wednesday, 12 October 2016
Deepwater Horizon (2016) - Movie Review
I have no real opinion when it comes to the use of fossil
fuels. I understand that its current use is having certain hazardous effects on
the environment, but I also understand that alternative energy isn’t yet at the
point of replacing its ubiquity. I see it as a necessary evil for the time being more than anything
else, something aided by the fact that we as a species have a history of
decisions that have adversely affected the world around us, and the living
things that live on it; trust me, burning oil and coal is a serious step-up
compared to the other things we’ve historically burnt. Yeah, I’m just as
surprised as you are that my usual soap-boxing stances on social issues didn’t
quite translate on this one. So, as we get into today’s film, understand that
I’m going in without any real bias at all; a rarity in these parts, I know.
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