In the near future, an advanced AI judge tells a captive detective that he's on trial for the murder of his wife. If he fails to prove his innocence within 90 minutes, he'll be executed on the spot.
Director: Timur Bekmambetov
In the near future, an advanced AI judge tells a captive detective that he's on trial for the murder of his wife. If he fails to prove his innocence within 90 minutes, he'll be executed on the spot.
Director: Timur Bekmambetov
Paul Atreides unites with Chani and the Fremen while seeking revenge against the conspirators who destroyed his family. Facing a choice between the love of his life and the fate of the universe, he must prevent a terrible future only he can foresee.
Director: Denis Villeneuve
Ethan Hunt and the IMF team must track down a terrifying new weapon that threatens all of humanity if it falls into the wrong hands. With control of the future and the fate of the world at stake, a deadly race around the globe begins. Confronted by a mysterious, all-powerful enemy, Ethan is forced to consider that nothing can matter more than the mission -- not even the lives of those he cares about most.
Director: Christopher McQuarrie
My dear reader(s), this weekend gave me a rare bit of time for watching and writing, so I decided to check out Denis Villeneuve's latest, Dune.
Spoiler level here will be mild, nothing you wouldn't know from the trailers.
Chronicling the grim interplanetary shenanigans of some absurdly beautiful people.
I will surprise no one by admitting I did not: a) revisit the source material, or b) revisit the original, before diving into Dune 2021. In fact, I remembered so little about the 1984 movie that I had to resort to IMDB to remember who was in it. No, this weekend's choices came down to going to the cinema for over two and a half hours of James Bond, or staying home for over two and a half hours of Dune. I was equally excited (or not) for both, so - as is my norm these days - I opted to stay home. Having said that, I really wanted to like Dune, and was disappointed to find that impossible.
First, though, the good.
Dune boasts a magnificent score by Hans Zimmer. It grabbed me from the very first minute and never let go. The film is visually stunning, the special effects are nifty, and the fight choreography is quite sharp. The cast features a bunch of folks you probably know and love from other things, which leads us to...
...the bad.
Bad acting that is. With the exception of Jason Momoa, who always manages to entertain, everyone is either wooden as a marionette or overacting wildly. No real in-between. (And, no, I'm not saying Momoa is the best actor here by any means, just that he fares best with what he's got to work with.) It's nice to see David Dastmalchian turning up in everything these days, though. The movie is pretentious and far too long. I imagine you're meant to be entranced by the relationships and conflicts among characters and groups, but...nah. I was bored by the 30-minute mark, and completely checked out with about 45 minutes left. With a mighty display of will, I finished it, but it definitely didn't have anything close to my full attention for that last third(ish). Maybe James Bond could have done better.
Dune clocks in at a bloated 155 minutes and is rated PG13 for "sequences of strong violence, some disturbing images, and suggestive material."
Dune is a feast for the eyes, but fails to engage otherwise. Of a possible nine Weasleys, Dune gets three.
Dune is now playing in cinemas worldwide, and streaming on HBO Max until mid-November.
Paul Atreides, a brilliant and gifted young man born into a great destiny beyond his understanding, must travel to the most dangerous planet in the universe to ensure the future of his family and his people. As malevolent forces explode into conflict over the planet's exclusive supply of the most precious resource in existence, only those who can conquer their own fear will survive.
Director: Denis Villeneuve
Cast: Timothée Chalamet, Rebecca Ferguson, Oscar Isaac, Josh Brolin, Stellan Skarsgård, Dave Bautista, Stephen McKinley Henderson, Zendaya, David Dastmalchian, Chang Chen, Sharon Duncan-Brewster, Charlotte Rampling, Jason Momoa, Javier Bardem
Release Date:
Genre: Action, Adventure, Drama, Sci-Fi
Rated PG-13 for sequences of strong violence, some disturbing images and suggestive material
Runtime: 2h 35min
Review:
Denis Villeneuve's Dune is a massive movie in everyway shape and form. This second attempt at adapting Frank Herbert's notoriously dense tome is an opulent feast for the eyes with each scene and sequence leaving a lasting impression due to sheer amount of craftsmanship on display. It's the kind of cinematic worldbuilding that is bound to leave plenty of people in awe due to the visual bounty on screen. The cast is peppered with A list talent across the board with each delivering strong if self serious performances. Oscar Isaac's stoic but loving father/general plays perfectly into his wheelhouse. Likewise, Josh Brolin's stern solider fits him perfectly just like Jason Momoa's Duncan the caring but fierce warrior. Dave Bautista's animalistic Harkonnen savage and Stellan Skarsgård's nefarious Baron Vladimir Harkonnen serve as the primary villain's in what amounts to an origin story for Timothée Chalamet's Paul. Chalamet's performance is strong but subdued landing somewhere in the Hamlet territory. Rebecca Ferguson though is the real life blood of film as her character and performance is always the most interesting thing on screen even in the mist of the visual cornucopia. There's an air of Shakespearian tragedy to the story and overall approach. It's all very self serious and methodical in it's approach which might be off putting to people who aren't pulled immediately into the story which is admittedly dense. There is also a Kubrick like clinical distance from the characters on screen making it difficult to connect to them on an emotional level. Additionally, Dune is merely setting the table for the real action to kick off in it's sequel. That doesn't make it any less of a cinematic achievement that's sure enrapture and dazzle audiences.
B+
My dear reader(s), this weekend I had the opportunity to catch a triple feature without ever leaving home...a state of affairs that is as troubling as it is comforting. First on my agenda: Reminiscence.
A machine that allows people to relive their memories leads its operator to obsession.
With its fantastical premise and its core cast of Hugh Jackman, Thandiwe Newton, and Rebecca Ferguson, Reminiscence is the kind of movie I used to love seeing on the big screen. Sadly, hokey twists, broadly-drawn characters, and wooden performances make this one a real drag. The narration sets an awkward tone from the outset, and there's a weird undercurrent of climate-change warning that — no matter how essential — is a poor fit. The pace does pick up somewhat about the midway point, Ramin Djawadi's score is pretty nifty, and an unintentional (I guess?) homage to the great 80s comedy Top Secret! is actually quite funny, but there's just no saving this one.
Reminiscence clocks in at 116 minutes and is rated PG13 for "strong violence, drug material throughout, sexual content, and some strong language."
Reminiscence is a memory you won't care to revisit. Of a possible nine Weasleys, Reminiscence gets three.
Reminiscence is now playing in theaters worldwide, and streaming on HBO Max through mid-September.
Next on the docket: Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage.
A documentary showcasing the dark side of the third Woodstock festival.
Woodstock 99, the concert, booked talent that clearly indicated it wasn't aiming for the mellow hippie vibe of its predecessors. Woodstock 99, the film, wants you to believe only one outcome ever was possible, and it doesn't mind throwing a little shade at Woodstock 69 and Woodstock 94 along the way. Horror stories abound: Rioting, sexual assaults, even deaths. Attendees are generalized as angry white fratboys, and organizers come across as woefully out of touch. A testosterone-fueled lineup, featuring acts such as Metallica, Rage Against the Machine, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Korn, and Limp Bizkit, is rightfully painted as aggressive, with the only three women on the bill — Jewel, Sheryl Crow, and Alanis Morissette — portrayed as all sunshine and lollipops. Morissette, in particular, writes some pretty angry music, but here she's featured simpering her way through the idiotic "Ironic." While there's no denying some very bad things happened at this festival — some due to poor planning and others due to uncontrollable factors like the weather — I daresay there are thousands who enjoyed themselves and remember the event fondly. This film is interested only in tales of terror.
Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage runs 110 minutes and is rated TVMA for pervasive language, nudity, violence, and alcohol and drug use.
Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage is a riveting watch, even if it presents just half the story. Of a possible nine Weasleys, Woodstock 99 gets seven.
Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage is now streaming on HBO Max.
The final picture on my weekend agenda was Beckett.
Following a deadly car crash, an American tourist in Greece finds himself on the run from dangerous and powerful people.
Beckett is one of those films that probably seemed like a good idea on paper, but the execution is so poor it's hard to imagine anyone ever thought so. This movie is so slow and dull it almost stopped me calling Reminiscence slow and dull. The plot is both jumbled and eye-rollingly predictable, with its sole constant being, "How much can we physically abuse our lead?" John David Washington and Alicia Vikander are the most annoying on-screen couple in recent memory. They're among the top actors of their generation, but they've got zero chemistry and they've phoned it in here. Someone, somewhere, determined it wasn't necessary to caption the Greek dialogue, but there's enough that it's a little too easy to zone out a little too often. Mostly, though, poorly written characters and bland performances make it impossible to invest in anyone. The end seems a long time coming, and by the time you get there, you won't care what happens to any of them.
Beckett clocks in at 110 minutes (feels like about six hours) and is rated TVMA for moderate violence, profanity, and frightening/intense scenes. And because I haven't written anything nearly this funny, here's my favorite user-posted content warning from IMDB, totally more entertaining than the film itself: "Film starts off with a prolonged sex scene with limited thrusting." Kindly beware the "limited thrusting."
I desperately wanted to like Beckett. I didn't. Of a possible nine Weasleys, Beckett gets two.
Beckett is now streaming on Netflix.
Until next time...
A scientist discovers a way to relive your past and uses the technology to search for his long lost love. Whilst a private investigator uncovers a conspiracy while helping his clients recover lost memories.
Director: Lisa Joy
Cast: Hugh Jackman, Rebecca Ferguson, Thandiwe Newton, Cliff Curtis, Marina de Tavira, Daniel Wu
Rated PG-13 for strong violence, drug material throughout, sexual content and some strong language
Release Date:
Genres: Mystery, Romance, Sci-Fi, Thriller
Runtime: 1h 56min
Review:
Writer, director Lisa Joy's Reminiscence is a sci-fi noir thriller that's sweeping and ambitious with a A List cast. The strange thing about the entire affair is that during it's ambitious world building it forgot to create a story that's as engaging as the concepts presented. Joy's visuals evoke memories of Blade Runner and dashes of Alex Proyas' Dark City if you bought them from a dollar store. Hugh Jackman leads the film with relative ease even though he feels miscast for the role and doesn't ask much from him outside of acting sad and angry. Jackman is typically a magnetic performer but this role just doesn't seem to fit him the way it should, the odd voiceover throughout the film doesn't help. Likewise, Rebecca Ferguson is usually an engaging performer but in this film she's stiff and bland throughout. Cliff Curtis is the primary villain who pops up in the third act and he chews up his screen time with weird out of place monologues that scream of overkill. Thandiwe Newton is the lone bright spot who comes out unscathed with a strong performance which the film doesn't take full advantage of. Reminiscence ends up feeling like a missed opportunity with ideas that needed more time to marinate and mature. As is, it ends up being another forgettable sci-fi film that feels more like a middle of the road tv show than a big budget film.
C


