It seems that Hollywood is still searching for that next great action star. It's been years since we have seen an action star breakout and claim the prize. I have been saying for years that Jason Statham is the next great action star. I was proven right by both Transporter films. But it seems as if still no one notices.
That brings me to Statham's latest film, Crank.
Mark Wahlberg returns to the silver screen as Vince Papale, a 30-plus part-time bartender who suffers from a lot of personal issues. His only escape seems to be playing football with his neighborhood buddies. Then, when his favorite football team, the Philadelphia Eagles, hold open try-outs, Papale is encouraged by his teammates to go.
The screening for this movie was at 9:30pm. Premieres are usually at 7 or 7:30pm. Why so late? So journalists can't write their reviews in time for Friday's newspaper. Don't know why the movie company was worried. This is not a bad film at all.
Buzz on Snakes has been huge, thanks to the internet and Samuel L. Jackson.
Johnny Depp was a relative unknown when he entered into the world of Stephen J. Cannell's teen-cop series, 21 Jump Street.
Depp had gotten his big break, just three years before, when he was cast as one of the fateful teens in the landmark Wes Craven-directed horror film A Nightmare on Elm Street in 1984.
Ryan Gosling, most famous for starring in The Notebook, stars as Dan Dunne, an inner-city junior high school teacher whose drug habits are uncovered by one of his students, thirteen-year-old Drey (Shareeka Epps).
There's a problem if your name is Oliver Stone: when your name is attached to a movie, people expect certain things. Controversy, for one. There is nothing controversial about this movie, but Paramount would have you believe otherwise, if only to create buzz and make more money.
There is nothing wrong with World Trade Center, but there's nothing great about it either.
Review: Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest
Posted by: Dean Kish • July 7, 2006 @ 11:59am
Ah, yes, the almighty trilogy. In some ways, it is Hollywood's own "Dead Man's Chest", especially when it comes to a trilogy's middle film. There have been brilliant middles and weak middle films.
Hollywood's new idea of filming two sequels back-to-back was first started with the Back to the Future trilogy back in 1989. It makes a lot of sense from a business perspective.
I remember that water fountain scene so vividly from the 1987 comedy, The Secret of My Succe$s, starring Michael J. Fox. In a lot of ways while watching The Devil Wears Prada I found myself reflecting back to that film.
Why?
Well, this film's plot follows Andy Sachs (Anne Hathaway), a freshly-graduated and naive young woman who comes to the big city to find a job.
Back in 1978, one film promised that audiences would believe that in fact a man could fly. That man was Christopher Reeve and he was Superman.
I have seen the new Superman: his name is Christopher Reeve. It's actually a young man named Brandon Routh, who looks like Reeve's younger brother, or son.
I am not a comic book geek, so I saw very little to complain about in Superman Returns.
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