Thursday, December 3, 2015

At the Cinema - November 2015

Spectre – 8
James Bond has become a measure of time, and I’ve been married for 11 installments.  We’ve seen them all.  You can usually count on some good stunts, a ridiculous story, a couple of Bond girls, at least one martini, and an ending whereby the world has been saved again, all in a movie that goes on about a half hour too long. 

One other thing you can count on with the current Bond, Daniel Craig.  He is the most clean shaven dude in the history of cinema.  A que ball would be jealous.  He looks like he has had every facial hair surgically removed.  A five o’clock shadow must be a matter of national security.  I found myself saying throughout the movie, “man, did he shave again?”  Of course, when I go to a George Clooney movie I enjoy watching his stubble change from scene to scene.  So, there’s that.

Spectre delivers on the tried and true 24 picture formula.  After the heaviness of Skyfall, which I did not terribly enjoy, I was not expecting much from 2nd time director Sam Mendes.  In fact my thinking was that with the additional seriousness of Skyfall, there was nowhere to go, from a story telling standpoint.  Bond’s past had been revealed, dissected, and resolved, so now what?

Well, spoiler alert – what’s love got to do with it?  Yes it had appeared that Bond had done some serious relationship time in the past, but leave it to Mendes and Craig to surprise me.

The villain here is played by Quentin Tarantino go-to baddie Christoph Waltz who is as convincing as he is conniving.  The Bond Girl here is played by Lea Seydoux and she brings something extra to the role, and I’m not the only one that noticed – Bond notices too, and when the damsel is in distress, Bond ramps up his intensity.  Maybe that’s why he keeps shaving.  So, in a plot that is almost identical to Mission Impossible 5, it’s soon them against the espionage world, and the world doesn’t stand any more of a chance than stubble would.


Truth – 8
This is an often fascinating portrait of CBS 60 minutes producer Mary Mapes and anchor Dan Rather, the team that tried to tell the story of George Bush’s alledged AWOL from the Texas Air National Guard.  Mapes was fresh off breaking the atrocities of Abu Ghrabi, so she was a hot journalist looking for her next Pulitzer.

There’s a 2 part allegation here.  The first is that Bush got preferential treatment in being allowed to enroll in the Texas Air National Guard rather than be subject to the draft and a Vietnam tour. 

The second is much worse.  It alleged he went AWOL for a long period.   The second part falls apart under scrutiny after Rather breaks it on the evening news.  The shaky nature of the research eventually costs Mapes her job, and Rather is soon ousted from CBS after a long and distinguished career. 

The movie tries to be a great journalism expose like All the President’s Men, but it falls well short of that masterpiece.  The movie leaves you with the impression that Bush probably did something wrong, but we didn’t really know what.  It’s an interesting part of American history that doesn’t get solved here, probably because only one man knows the truth, and he’s not about to talk about it.

On a personal note, I was never a Dan Rather fan until about a month ago, when I discovered his show on AXS (Mark Cuban’s channel – 340 on Directv.)  It’s called The Big Interview, and he does 1 hour sessions with a wide variety of famous people like Carlos Santana and Aaron Sorkin.  He asks the questions I would ask, so naturally I like it.  Certainly a better way to go into the sunset than his expulsion from CBS.


The Hunger Games – Mockingjay part 2 - 3

Finally, it’s over.  In a finale that is as excruciating as having your wisdom teeth put back in, just so you can have them pulled again, the 9 lives of Katniss Everdeen comes to a merciful end.  I will, and I suggest you do as well, equate the 8 hours or so that you may have invested in the Hunger Game series as just a day at the office, one that went from bad to worse, and by the end of the day you were ready for several of James Bond’s martinis.  Just one of those horrible work days that will fade from memory, after it sits in the pit of your stomach for a few days.

The series, which was mildly interesting at first, jumped the moat when the money grubbers decided to split the finale into 2 parts, effectively stretching one movie into two so that they could dip into the wallets, well mostly purses, of the gullible public just one extra time and enhance the stock price of whatever studio funded this repetitive repetition.

Even Jennifer Lawrence, who became a star over the course of the series, looks bored by the elongated end.  She should get not an Oscar for this, but some kind of lifetime achievement medal of honor, for giving so much time and effort.  And poor Phillip Seymour Hoffman.  He’s still appears in this blotation device, even though he’s been dead for years. 

So, what’s so bad about this installment?  First, the ending of the movie is obvious in the first five minutes.  If you don’t see the ending arrow coming a mile away, well you don’t get out much.  Secondly, halfway through the movie, a new species (I think – it all kind of runs together) is revealed, turning it into a horror movie.  It’s like we were suddenly transported into a different movie, Night of the Living Halloween Evil Dead.  I wanted to run for my life, into another movie, any movie.  The only thing like it I’ve ever seen was when the Ark of the Covenant was opened in Raiders of the Lost Ark and it suddenly became a supernatural movie.  Not that I’m comparing this to Raiders, oh no.

Now I was assured by a woman of the female persuasion that the book was great, and I’m sure it was.  But I’ve never cared a whit about how a book compares to a movie, and all I can say is I’m glad it’s all over.  Hats off to a terrific cast that performed diligently as the script(s) unraveled.  Now let’s go to the dentist for some real fun.



Brooklyn – 9
Movies are best when they do just a few things well.  Transport you to a different time and place, tell a simple story well, and stay on the appropriate pace.  Check, check, and check on this beautifully crafted story of an Irish immigrant in the 1950’s who has a job waiting in Brooklyn.

In a time when immigration is a most volatile word, we sometimes forget the simple reason our great nation was built with immigrants.  They wanted to leave where they were and come to America for a better life.  That was the goal.  Just a better life.

Eilis Lacey, played impeccably by Saoirse Ronan, (and the whole cast is perfect) is a young girl who will find love as she comes out of her shy, homesick shell while she adjusts to her new home.  The conflict will be when she has to return home for family reasons.  Does she commit to her new life in America, or retreat to the comforts of home?  This is a gentle movie, a real movie that bears no resemblance to the video game clones in the other stalls of the Cineplex.  My suggestion would be to go see this on throw-back Thursday.  That would be perfect.  It will return you to a simpler time, when immigrants believed the inscription on the Statue of Liberty was sincere, and movie makers believed you could tell a good story without computer assistance.  

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