Movies
I am a member of a group of people that make up a far greater portion of the population than you'd think: People who are frothing with anticipation for a new film from Paul Thomas Anderson. Any film by Paul Thomas Anderson. This week, we rejoiced.
Well this is the first blockbuster of the summer you can skip.
Since Iron Man (2008), many have patiently waited as Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson) slowly assembled (tee hee hee) a team of far-flung superheroes, one at a time. We knew this was coming. As much fun as those post-credits recruitment scenes were, I regarded them with dread.
The first weekend of May typically marks the opening of the summer movie season. Normally, this time of year is when the first of many films begin their theatrical release in hopes of reaching that blockbuster status. Not this year.
Let's start with delightful! This was the first adjective that popped into my head as the movie started.
The tough thing about many screenwriting books (an Amazon search lists a whopping 2342 of 'em) is that authors always seem to be trying to talk their readers out of actually writing a screenplay. Look to your left... look to your right... one of those people will not be here at the end of the... Zzzzzz.
With the scarred four-eyed wizard gone from the box-office, and those glimmering blood suckers soon to be on their way out, teens need a new franchise to spend their parents' money on. Part science fiction, part young romance, and all parts adventure, The Hunger Games is that new franchise.
First came a clown fish without a sense of humour searching for his lost son. Second, a trash compactor with a personality looking for love.
Lynne Ramsey's We Need to Talk about Kevin puts me in a difficult position. On one hand, the film is a brilliantly staged masterpiece, featuring some of the year's most daring performances. Without a doubt, it is a searing and powerful work of art. On the other hand, I could never bring myself to sit through it ever again.
Do you care about the Oscars? I know I sure don't. It's not because I don't care about movies -- a matter of fact, I care a great deal -- or because I believe that taste is wholly subjective and ranking favorites absurd.
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