Review: Jurassic World

Starring Chris Pratt, Bryce Dallas Howard, Jake Johnson

Review: Entourage

Starring Adrian Grenier, Kevin Connolly, Jerry Ferrara, Kevin Dillon

Review: San Andreas

Starring Dwayne Johnson, Alexandra Daddario, Carla Gugino

Review: Ex Machina

Starring Alicia Vikander, Oscar Isaac, and Domhnall Gleeson

Review: Pitch Perfect 2

The Pitch is Back!

Showing posts with label Hugh Jackman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hugh Jackman. Show all posts

Friday, September 27, 2013

Review: Prisoners

To say that Prisoners is a set in a cold dour place where hope goes to die would seem an understatement.  From gray skies to weathered buildings to the malaise of mid-life domesticity, the world the film depicts is outwardly bland but inwardly reeks of silent oppression.  The film then poses the question of what happens when tragedy strikes; that silent oppression boils over; and those internalized feelings of desperation become externalized?  So you could say that a Sunday stroll in the park, this movie is not.  But just because Prisoners may not be fun, doesn’t necessarily mean it is terrible.

The film finds the Dover family spending Thanksgiving with the Birch family at their home.  During the course of the festivities, the youngest of each family – Anna Dover and Joy Birch – go missing.  Initially they are presumed to have gone for a walk in the neighborhood, but when a search proves futile, Detective Loki (Jake Gyllenhaal) is called in to investigate the case.  With many leads in play, Gyllenhaal’s Loki launches a search that takes the investigation deep into the town’s past and uncovers some dark secrets.

You could look at this synopsis and assume it’s your typical small town narrative featuring a cop who works the suspects through a number of plot twists until the criminal mastermind is revealed in the third act.  On some level, this would be true, but that would not do director Denis Villeneuve and writer Aaron Guzikowski’s film justice.  There are religious undertones that delve into the nature of relationships between father and child as well as wife and husband.  Sure, the film features physically gruesome acts and moments of thrilling tension to keep the audience on the edge of their respective seats, but this film is ultimately an intense character sketch.

A lot of what works about this film begins and ends with Hugh Jackman as Keller Dover.  One of the most recognizable stars in the world, he disappears into this role in impressive fashion channeling the requisite raw emotion and intensity.  He has the unique challenge of making the audience empathize with his character even during those moments where his actions might make it difficult to do so, but his commitment to the role allows him to pull it off.  His work in this film won’t garner the praise and recognition of some of his higher profile roles, but it is every bit as good. 

Working opposite Jackman is Jake Gyllenhaal as Detective Loki.  I have to be honest and say that it was not his best work.  It was not even his best portrayal of a police officer.  That distinction would have to go to his work in End of Watch.  In this film, he is wildly uneven and inconsistent, making it difficult to wrap your head around the character.  Some of these issues have to be script related as the Detective Loki at times acts and reacts in a way contrary to what we’ve been told about the character, but then Gyllenhaal does nothing to help.  By failing to embrace the role with vigor and to make the character his own, he fails to smooth out some of those wrinkles.

Then there is Terrence Howard as Franklin Birch.  Depending on whom you believe, Howard was bounced from Iron Man 2 for either his inability to act or to the size of his contract for the sequel.  After seeing him in this film, I am convinced that it was the latter.  His performance is an epic fail from start to finish punctuated by a couple of instances where his acting during grave moments actually elicited laughter from the viewing audience.  And believe me when I tell you that this is exactly the wrong kind of movie for an actor to be unintentionally funny.

Two members of the cast who faired better are Viola Davis and Paul Dano.  Davis (as Nancy Birch) is strong yet vulnerable as a grief stricken mother and she channels all the emotions as an actor that Terrence Howard cannot.  Dano also turns in good work as Alex Jones, a young man suspected of kidnapping the two girls.  It’s not easy to be simplistic, detached, undeveloped yet menacing all at the same time, but he does so despite the paucity of spoken lines.

As for the rest of the cast, Melissa Leo is satisfactory playing Holly Jones (kin to Alex Jones) but gets props for the physical transformation she undergoes to play a much older woman.  Maria Bello is also satisfactory as she plays the grieving mother by the book, just hitting the right notes at the right time – nothing more and nothing less.  And the younger members of the cast, they collectively do just enough not to stand out but then not much else is truly asked of them.

When you pull all these pieces together, it is clear that Prisoners is at the least a decent film from a technical aspect; tension and drama from a character-driven script, strong acting from the lead, and a few gems from the supporting cast to add depth and greater weight to the stakes embedded in the narrative.  Still, I don’t think this is a movie for everyone.  I am always the first to say that at the very least, a movie should be fun and entertaining and this one is definitely not the former.  Instead it’s trying to pull you into this place where it is cold, dark, and conflicted.  So if this sounds like your cup of tea, I would encourage you to give this one a look on DVD after its theatrical run.  For everyone else, catch it on cable somewhere down the line or take pass altogether.  It probably won’t make any of your top ten lists, but it won’t compel you to swear off movies forever.

Standout Performance:  Hugh Jackman.  A gifted triple threat performer who truly embraces all that this role requires.

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

2013 Vanity Post, Part 2

August 14, 2013 marks the two year anniversary for Shinsanity.com.  To mark the occasion, here is the 2nd annual Vanity Post; a look at ten actors, appearing in films over the last twelve months, who have shown themselves to be easy on ladies' eyes.  This year’s list was comprised with a more analytical approach via a number of web analytics that are far less interesting than the people on the list.  So without further ado, here’s the top ten list for 2013:

10. NIKOLAJ COSTER-WALDAU in Mama



9. CHRIS PINE in Star Trek Into Darkness


8. NICOLAS HOULT in Warm Bodies










7. BRADLEY COOPER in The Hangover, Part III











6. DWAYNE JOHNSON in G.I. Joe: Retaliation










5. CHANNING TATUM in White House Down











4. RYAN GOSLING in The Gangster Squad








3. LEONARDO DICAPRIO in Django Unchained









2. HUGH JACKMAN in The Wolverine











1. HENRY CAVILL in Man of Steel

Friday, August 2, 2013

Review: The Wolverine

Who doesn’t love Marvel Studios?  Iron Man, Thor, Captain America, The Avengers – those movies make money; they entertain; they sell toys; they help Disney stay in the black even when they produce stinkers like The Lone Ranger.  The most amazing thing is that this success has been achieved while focusing on what most would consider second tier properties.  Truth be told, the cinematic rights to Marvel’s two largest assets, Spiderman and The X-Men, reside with Sony Pictures and 20th Century Fox respectively.  For fans of The X-Men, and more specifically Wolverine, this is an unfortunate situation, because try as they might, the fine folks at Fox just can’t seem to get Marvel Properties right.  If you need evidence, go back and watch Fantastic Four 1 and 2, Daredevil, X-Men 3, and X-Men Origins: Wolverine.

The most recent miss in Fox’s version of the Marvel cinematic universe is simply titled The Wolverine.  The movie, which is set after the events of Brett Ratner’s stinker X-Men 3, marks Hugh Jackman’s sixth time playing the character.  The plot of the film is based on one of the most popular Wolverine story arcs, which finds Wolverine in Japan and embroiled in a battle between a Japanese conglomerate and the Yakuza.  When his mutant abilities are compromised, he must fid a way to protect an heiress (Mariko played by Tao Okamoto) with whom he has fallen in love with from harm, while struggling to reconcile the events surrounding Jean Grey’s demise.

So let’s get right to it.  What works best in this movie is the action.  It’s not “blow your mind” next-level stuff, but it’s solid and the shots are framed well by director James Mangold and crew.  The pacing of those scenes makes it feel like what’s happening onscreen really means something as opposed to the action-for-the-sake-of-action that sometimes takes over in big budget flicks.  It also helps that there are ninjas wielding bows and arrows and samurai swords.  Actions fans across the board tend to geek out when these silent warriors make their way onto screen so in this regard, they will not be disappointed.

What does not work quite as well is Hugh Jackman in the lead role.  This is tough for me to say because I am a big fan of Jackman.  He is a true triple threat as an actor as he can act, sing, and dance.  The problem then is not that his performance is terrible.  To the contrary, he sells the anger, remorse, and defiance that are written into the script.  The issue is more that it’s no longer Wolverine that you see onscreen but Hugh Jackman playing Wolverine.  While I am no X-Men purist, it’s become evident that the scripts are written with Jackman in mind rather than the spirit of the character.  This doesn’t necessarily cripple the movie, but it makes you wonder what makes this a Wolverine movie beyond the protruding claws.

As for what really hurts this movie, that distinction goes to writer Mark Bomback.  For two thirds of the movie, there is action and some exposition that for the most part does not offend.  But in the third act, when everything comes to a head and threads are meant to be tied up in a neat bow, the plot completely falls apart.  Too many transparent attempts at misdirection, a completely telegraphed twist, and some head scratching logic compromise what for the most part had been a competent albeit unspectacular action movie.  And while this should not completely obliterate all of what is good in this film, it’s hard to walk out of a cinema feeling entertained when the last act completely falls flat. 

As for the cast, it’s hard for me to really rip almost anyone and equally difficult to heap loads of praise.  Tao Okamoto (as Mariko) displays good screen presence and shares good chemistry with Jackman though at times her acting inexperience shows.  The same can be said for Rila Fukushima as Yukio, a trained warrior, who becomes something of a sidekick for Jackman’s Wolverine.  Hiroyuki Sanada, Svetlana Khodchenkova, and Brian Tee  are just adequate as one-dimensional antagonists in this film, but this is as much the result of poor writing as it is their respective active talents.

The lone cast member that I feel compelled to single out from this film is Famke Janssen as Jean Grey.  While her presence is clearly an attempt to tie the standalone film back to the original X-Men franchise, she never really played the character particularly well in the previous movies and in this one she is even worse.  Janssen delivers a performance that would be more suited for a really cheesy bitter film on Lifetime Network than a big budget theatrical release.  Every time she appeared onscreen, my eyes began to roll into the back of my head.

So when you look at all the different pieces in this film and how they work and don’t work to varying degrees, it becomes apparent that The Wolverine is a rental if and only if you enjoy action movies.  If you crave character development, intelligent story telling, and a clear and fluid arc, this is definitely not the film for you.  The good news is that if you are somehow roped into watching this film, it won’t stick in your memory too long.  It’s fairly forgettable.  In regards to superhero movies, Disney and WB have upped the ante, but judging by this outing the folks working with Fox’s Marvel properties never received the memo. 

Standout Performance:  The post credit scene.  It’s by far the most interesting part of the film and clearly is a lead in for Bryan Singer’s X-Men: Days of Future Past.

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Review: Movie 43
















The year was 1991.  I had hopped on the train to Boston to enjoy a saturday with friends.  After a fine meal, we decided to see a movie at the Loews Copley Plaza (gone but not forgotten).  Someone insisted on seeing a movie I had never heard of called Drop Dead Fred and we all acquiesced.  I was basking in the glow of a perfect day away from school and thought nothing could ruin the moment.  Twenty minutes into the movie, I realized that I was horribly wrong.  There was one thing that could do just that…and I was now watching it.  As I walked out of the cinema some ninety minutes later I uttered these three words: “worst movie ever.”  In the two decades since, I may have echoed that sentiment a few times, but no movie has truly been able to seize that moniker from Drop Dead Fred.  All of that changed yesterday when I watched Movie 43, because it is indeed the “worst movie ever.”

Movie 43 is a collection of self-contained sketches directed by a collection of individuals featuring casts that are accomplished to varying degrees.  The comedic (and I use that word lightly) skits are tied together by a plotline featuring Dennis Quaid as a deranged screenwriter who desperately and forcibly pitches script ideas to a film executive (Greg Kinnear).  What ensues is a litany of asinine juvenile sketches that wouldn’t even be good enough for the SNL cutting room floor. 
















Let’s cut to the chase.  Yes, it really is the worst movie I have ever seen and were it not for extreme boredom I probably would not have made it past the first twenty minutes.  However, what is most surprising about this movie is some of the names attached to it.  Some of that can be explained away by the fact that each actor’s awareness of the production was contained to their own respective sketches.  While that nugget absolves absolutely no one, it makes things a bit more palatable.   Peter Farrelly (There's Something About Mary, Kingpin) however has no such excuse as he championed this project from start to finish as a writer/producer/director.

So what makes it so bad?  The skit about an eligible bachelor with testicles on his neck (Hugh Jackman) would in most cases mark the low point for any film, but not in this one.  With sketches about coprophilia (Anna Faris), female menstruation (Chloe Grace Moretz), and rowdy birthday leprechauns, the film manages to reach new lows every time you think it could not possibly get any worse.  The experience of watching Movie 43 is best likened to following the real life exploits of Lindsay Lohan on TMZ.  It’s repulsive and disgusting yet demands attention because you just can’t help but wonder how far the once mighty can fall.  Rest assured, this film will plummet beneath whatever depths of idiocy you can fathom.
















If I absolutely had to pick out a bright spot or two in the movie, I would single out real life couple Liev Schreiber and Naomi Watts for their portrayal of a married couple who has opted to home school their son.  Likewise, Terrence Howard as the coach of an all black high basketball team stands slightly above the other sketches.  Sure, those two skits have moments where they pander to the lowest denominator in society, but there are also some genuinely funny punch lines that almost make you forget the shame and regret that mounts the longer you watch this movie.

To spend any more time discussing Movie 43 would be a disservice to myself and to the rest of humanity.  Before you clicked on this post, you were probably not inclined to watch this movie and hopefully, nothing I have written will in any way change your opinion.  There’s bad; then there’s terrible; and then there’s another level that you should completely avoid and this is one of those movies you should never watch…ever…under any circumstances.  In fact, should this DVD ever find its way into your life, you should treat it as you would the VHS tape from The Ring.  Break it; burn it; throw it in a well; whatever you need to do to make sure your eyes never see a single frame.  You’ve been warned.

Standout Performance: Everyone who passed on this movie.  

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Review: Real Steel

While watching Real Steel, I couldn’t help but feel like director Shawn Levy, and writers John Gatins, Dan Gilroy, and Jeremy Leven were pick pocketing Sylvester Stallone.  Seriously, Real Steel is a complete amalgamation of Rocky and Over the Top with a little bit of Iron Man thrown into the mix.  In fact, I bet that’s how the project was pitched to the higher-ups at DreamWorks.   If Sly isn’t getting a cut of this action, then he absolutely should be.  After all, I spent half the movie waiting for robot Adrian and drunk-robot Paulie to run into the ring.

With that being said, the movie itself is by no means extraordinary, but there are a few things it gets incredibly right that make it a highly entertaining narrative.  Like Rocky, the movie is about a man - down on his luck and cast as an underdog, who is out-classed and out-gunned in every literal and figurative fight that comes his way; ditto for Atom the robot.  As protagonists, this makes Jackman’s Charlie and Atom very easy to root for.

The second thing the movie gets right is that it draws upon the relationship between an estranged father and his son – a near carbon copy of Over the Top’s premise.  The physical and emotional journey undertaken by Jackman and Dakota Goyo’s Max tugs at the proverbial heartstrings and adds an additional layer of likeability to the two principle characters that keeps the viewer engaged.

Jackman and Goyo have genuine chemistry as father and son and it is this dynamic that drives the film.  Kevin Durand, Olga Fonda, and Karl Yune do just enough to add a bit of menace to the proceedings, while Evangeline Lilly serves as the requisite token love interest.  But ultimately, the film rests on Jackman’s shoulders and as is most often the case (X-Men Origins:Wolverine notwithstanding), he delivers.

It’s not a cinematic masterpiece and not a thrill-a-minute action flick.  When you strip away the robots and the hand-to-hand pugilism, what you are left with is a narrative that centers on matters of the heart.  Real Steel is a great rental – a downright feel good movie that is great for any occasion.  And as the closing credits begin to roll, don’t be surprised if you find yourself reaching for the phone just to give your dad a shout (a la the courtroom scene in Big Daddy).

Standout Performance:  Nice job by Dakota Goyo working opposite a seasoned veteran in Jackman.

 
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