Friday, September 26, 2008

Choke on that.

Chuck Palahniuk's latest book-to-movie, Choke hit theaters in limited release today. I can't say that I was disappointed, though I wasn't impressed. I had very low expectations for this movie. Here's why. First of all, it was written (adapted) by Clark Gregg, a man with no directorial experience and an acting experience that comes from nothing other than the exact opposite of what Choke was. For those that have read Choke, it's a dark, twistedly humorous, disgusting (at times), pitiful though salacious story. This movie was not. Why Gregg chose to add unfunny scenes and modify/cut those that could have added so much is beyond anything that makes sense to me. Choke was 89 minutes. It could have easily been 120-130. There were so many elements left out that this movie seemed like a Bunny Movies (don't know what they are? Check 'em out.) version of the book.

There were scenes that made me think "Oh, come on, that's not how it would've looked!" but I suppose we all paint a different picture in our mind. Much of the acting took away a lot from what it could have been. Sam Rockwell, who played Victor, the sex crazed main character, did a fine job, as did Anjelica Huston. Everyone else seemed as though they weren't rightly picked and everyone of them seemed as though they didn't read the book. Kelly Macdonald for instance is a great actress, but the character in the novel just didn't seem to be the same character in the movie. This felt the same way for everyone except Sam Rockwell. This is a problem for book to movie adaptations, however. I'm not a casting director, but I do think it would be rather easy to get a poll up for possible actors/actresses to fill the parts of the characters and find out from a potential audience who would be the best fit. Make sense? It should.

The music for the movie was done by Radiohead. This was a definite plus. It went perfectly with the story, too bad the movie couldn't as well. I don't so much understand why Gregg was allowed to do this movie as he has 0 experience in the genre. Perhaps the next adaptation of Palahniuk's will go to someone more like David Fincher. Fight Club was a classic, Choke won't be remembered in another two months.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

The good 'ol days.

Ahh, remember back in the day (a wednesday) when this site actually had a consistent amount of posts? I don't either, since it never really did. BUT it did in fact have more efficient postings than it does now. Sadly, much like the disappearance of posts, there has been a disappearance of good movies. This weekend we had Lakeview Terrace and My Best Friend's Girl and some other crap that's not even worth mentioning. I didn't see either of these movies because I was in Mexico, obviously having a better time than I could have sitting in a theatre with these. Before my journey to our southern friends in NAFTA that bear the flag of the 'green, the white... and the red', I saw the film Righteous Kill.

Don't see this movie. If you have any respect for good cinema or good plot and half a brain to decide when the opposite is true, you will not appreciate this movie, just as you shouldn't. It is entirely unoriginal, has poor acting, a paper thin plot, and unfunny, old-man humor. When I say old-man humor I mean the type of humor that you could see a used up old timer spittin' out to his buds at a cheap bar while sipping a glass of Johnny Red, smoking a Camel, wearing a too-cool-for-school leather jacket, and having a semi-sweatty brow from a game of bacci. Pacino and DeNiro's interactions are painful to watch as the cut up about the 'new days on the force'. Even worse is a nudeless sex scene between DeNiro and Carla Gugino. It's obscenely obvious that the two Italian greats are far beyond their prime and are no longer cut out for action flicks. To put things into perspective, Marlon Brando was younger than both DeNiro and Pacino when The Godfather was released. I suppose Righteous Kill does the favor of allowing the elderly feel young again as they blow their noses into their button-down, pastel sweaters. For the rest of us, it'll only make us think of our grandparents in a new light, one that should never be turned on.

Monday, September 15, 2008

Ha! You think it's a Schwinn!


The Coen brothers are back after their recent 4 oscar wins with Burn After Reading. This is definitely unlike No Country for Old Men but then again, looking at the brother's track record, few movies of theirs are similar to the rest, save for the witty dialogue. Burn After Reading seems to be a combination of Fargo and The Big Lebowski in terms of plot and wtf moments. There's no need to explain the plot of BAR, you should really just see it for yourself, but the acting is truly what makes this movie great. The actors are all at their best. Clooney plays an awkward womanizer, Pitt plays a confused, slightly-more-than-stupid-but-slightly-more-than-eccentric physical trainer, Tilda Swinton plays the same oscar winning bitch role that she did in Michael Clayton, Frances Mcdormand plays a naive but more keen witted physical trainer in search of funding for body augmentation (plastic surgery, not cybernetics, though that could be pretty cool), and John Malkovich plays a moderately crazed though extremely pissed off recently fired CIA analyst that cooked up the whole plot of the movie. The prize for best on stage presence should be divided among all these characters as they all (except Swinton because she showed nothing new)do an amazing job and prove that they can really act. Though not a main character, J.K. Simmons leaves a fat mark in this movie as having the most comedic performance. Some of his lines were actually hard to hear because his delivery caused the entire theatre to go up in laughter. Burn After Reading is definitely a drama but the amount of comedy in it could bring the genre up for debate, even with Simmon's and Pitt's performances alone. See this movie now, I don't see it winning any oscars but it'll be another title for the Coen Brothers Classic box set.

Monday, September 8, 2008

Okay cock sucker, fuck with me and we'll see who shits on the sidewalk

Yes, that is an actually line from Death Race, Universal's (surprise!) remake of the 1975 classic, Death Race 2000. Whatever made the 3 time oscar nominee Joan Allen utter this confusing, slightly awkward line must have a high monetary value because this movie was about as deep as a paper plate. Where the movie fails in just about every way possible in terms of back story and sincerity, it more than makes up in raw, twisted, kick-you-in-the-throat carnage. Jason Statham plays his typical pissed-off, out for revenge role (ahh, remember the good ol' days of Snatch. and Lock Stock? No? Well apparently Statham's agent doesn't either) and succeeds with every snide british remark and crack to the jaw. Tyrese plays the too cool for school Machine Gun Joe and is rewarded with hilarious lines that rival 2 Fast 2 Furious (sadly he won't be in the 4th installment of the series).

Death Race is basically a real life Twisted Metal (Playstation) and will give fans of fast cars, violence, and Cuban women just what they're looking for. It's a typical action movie, but one that'll give you quite a few "Holy Sh*t!" moments. The death scenes are as creative as they are intense and the races themselves would make any NASCAR fan need a change of shorts. It certainly won't be a classic but for what it is, a hard core, YEAH MOTHERF$#&@^! type flick, it's pretty good. Good enough for your dollar and most likely to be played quite often on Spike TV.

Saturday, September 6, 2008

What do *you* mean, you people?


In the past I truly underestimated going into a movie with extremely low expectations. Sometimes that in and of itself can turn out to become a self-fulfilling prophecy, but I am happy to say that in the case of Tropic Thunder it paid off. This is not a great movie. This is not a good movie. This is an okay movie with a few incredible scenes.
Robert Downey Jr. steals every single scene he's in. Surprisingly, Ben Stiller plays a much better character in this film then his past roles as a pathetic man which is mostly just awkward over being funny. Jack Black seemed to just be wasted space, although when he is tied to a tree, he quite possibly has the funniest scene in the movie.
I'll leave it at this: you'll enjoy this movie if you go in with low expectations. If they gave Academy Awards for comedy roles, I think Downey Jr. would have a solid shot at it.