Posts by Brent Lorentson

When it comes to locations in horror films, insane asylums seem to be one of the go-to spots, and with good reason.  From watching numerous ghost-hunting shows over the years, it would also seem that there are numerous “haunted” asylums out there that are nothing more than rundown relics of what they once were.  So getting into House of Dust and seeing it is yet another haunted asylum film, the expectations went down, and I hoped for the best.  In the end it turned out to be a fun little film.

When we first meet Emma (Inbar Lavi), her family is dropping her off at her new school.  She’s the quiet type who just wants to fit in with the other college students, and it’s not long after her arrival that she catches the attention of Kolt (Steven Grayhm).  The two hit it off at a late night bonfire where the two go off with Kolt’s friends, and they eventually find their way into an abandoned section of the campus that at one time was a facility for mental patients.  Of course there is an urban legend attached to the location, but thankfully the film avoids following the local stories and goes its own path when Kolt and his friends have ashes spilled on them while they are investigating the location.

When it comes to revenge, Hollywood has exploited the theme in just about every conceivable way.   It’s a genre that has been done so much that it’s hard to find a fresh hook to bring the audiences in, much less create a story that will motivate the audience to root for this blood thirsty protagonist.  Getting the audience on your side as your hero hunts down individuals for retribution is asking a lot, but still there is always going to be an audience that will fill theater seats.

As for how Piggy fares in the lexicon of revenge films, unfortunately this was a film that seemed to be doomed from the start.  I had caught a trailer for the film, and for the most part it left me at least optimistic about the possibilities.

The World War 2 genre has been done to death by Hollywood, but The Monuments Men gives us a fresh look at the war and delves into a story that is a breath of fresh air to the genre.  Despite all my history classes that delved into the atrocities of World War 2, it was never discussed about what happened to the great landmarks that were spread throughout Europe and encountered the cold hand of war.  Granted, when measured against the staggering amount of lives lost throughout the war, the thought of a sculpture being destroyed or a Picasso painting being incinerated simply seems petty by comparison.

In 1943 as the war seems to be making its final push toward the defeat of the Nazi party, Frank Stokes (George Clooney) delivers a pitch to President Roosevelt about the importance of preserving the art of the past before the war destroys it all. His pitch is passionate though idealistic, but still it is enough to convince the president that assembling a small unit simply to help preserve certain classical monuments couldn’t cause any harm.  Stokes goes on to gather a team of scholars, most of whom are well past their prime, to join him on this quest to protect and preserve the past.

“It’s not the end of the world.”

I still remember the night I walked out of the screening of the Roland Emmerich version of Godzilla.  I can’t remember a time I had ever been so angry at a film.  It was a film that was an insult to the monster that I had held in such high regard right alongside King Kong.  Sure I had seen the trailers, but when I saw that first reveal of their “Godzilla” I cringed; I hated it.  Had the film been called anything else perhaps my loathing towards it would have been different, but it was a film that was foolish enough to hold the name of Godzilla.  Now it’s been over 15 years and Hollywood is taking another stab at presenting us with an Americanized version of Godzilla.  And this time they nailed it.

With a title like The Zombinator you basically know the kind of B-movie spectacle you are getting into.  Any notions of great special f/x or even a good script should be cast aside, and you simply have to tell yourself to sit back and enjoy the silliness that should follow.  But what the title did was build up these crazy thoughts of a cyborg from the future to take out hordes of zombies.  Well, this isn’t that movie.  Even the cover art gives promise to this kind of cheesy film, but there are no cyborgs from the future; instead we get another run-of-the-mill film about a documentary film crew that stumbles into trouble.

I don’t have a problem with this found footage/documentary style that seems to saturate the horror market these days but at the same time with so many films that get it right, you’d imagine all these up-and-coming filmmakers trying to emulate this style would latch on to what works and figure out ways to improve upon it.  George Romero’s Diary of the Dead, as well as the film Rec, are examples of how to do it right.  But what usually comes from these films are large doses of shaky cam and shots that never really show the viewer enough of what they want to see.

With a new Transformers film on the horizon, it is no surprise that the animated series finds its way on DVD.  Shout Factory releases the entire series of Transformers: Energon in a 7-disc set with 51 episodes that amount to over 18 hours of Transformer fighting goodness. Over the years there have been numerous incarnations of the hit animated series; just how well does this series fare?  Honestly it surprised me how much fun this series turned out to be, and it left me wishing that Michael Bay had drawn some inspiration from this series.

The series picks up 10 years following the last war between the Autobots (the good guys) and the Decepticons (the bad guys).  The Decepticons that remain work alongside the Autobots helping to collect energon, a resource that give energy to the Transformers. The humans are trying to harness its power as well.

Walking out of Neighbors one thought struck me, and I haven’t been able to shake it since seeing the film.  I’m getting old.  It’s the revelation we all deal with at some point or another, and it seemed to be the overall theme of Neighbors.  Since Judd Apatow came along I think he has firmly created a new sub-genre the coming of middle-age film.  Seth Rogan seems to be the poster child of this new genre, and with his characters he is somewhat the ambassador of all man-children out there. 

Mac (Seth Rogan) and Kelly (Rose Byrne) Radner are new parents who have just moved into a new home together.  It’s the start of their grown-up lives, though of course it isn’t as easy as they had hoped.  The days of going out to all night raves are over, as is their “spontaneous” sex life.  But what makes it work is their desire to at least be good parents and maintain a healthy relationship with one another.  Their quiet, boring life takes a sharp turn after the arrival of their new neighbors, a fraternity set on becoming the ultimate party and going down in frat-house lore.

It was 2007 when Veronica Mars concluded its three-season run on the CW.  The door was left open for more seasons, and the season three set came with a bonus that showed us the direction things could have gone.  But after one of the most successful Kickstarter campaigns and seven years later, fans of the show will finally get to see their favorite little marshmallow, Veronica Mars, on one last investigation.  I’m going to come out and say it; I was a big fan of the show. The high school noir series was more than just your standard teen melodrama.  Veronica Mars seemed to always evoke the hard-boiled spirit of Raymond Chandler detective yarns, only it boasted a good-looking cast that spit witty dialog and pop culture references.

The film introduces us to a  more mature and refined Veronica (Kristen Bell) who has moved on from being the teenage private eye and is now applying to law firms.  She’s come a long way, (literally across country) and has tried to make a life for herself in New York with her boyfriend Piz (Chris Lowell).  Everything was going as planned until Veronica sees on the news that her old flame, Logan Echolls (Jason Dohring) is under investigation for murdering his girlfriend.  The heart strings are tugged for Veronica, and she hops a plane to travel back home to Neptune and help him out.

When it comes to the feud between Marvel and DC film adaptions, I think we can all agree Marvel at this point may be winning the battles on the big screen, but when it comes to the animated films DC has been delivering hit after hit. Perhaps it’s because the landscape in animation is virtually unlimited and comes with a significantly smaller price tag to deliver.  With the new animated release from Warner Brothers we get a new Batman film that goes where we haven’t seen the caped crusader go, and that is into the shoes of fatherhood.  Before you get to thrown by the idea, this isn’t a costume hero version of Three Men and a Baby, but instead something much darker and well deserving of its PG-13 rating.

The League of Assassins are in the middle of training when we first meet Damien (voiced by Stuart Allen); he’s the grandchild of the leader of the league as well as a long standing foe to Batman Ra’s al Ghul.  Damien hasn’t simply lived the life of luxury, but instead has lived a life training to be a deadly assassin.  I’d love to see this kid in public school dealing with school yard bullies, but this isn’t that story.  His mother, Talia al Ghul (voiced by Morena Baccarin) is firm but loving, and her true nature comes through as the temple is attacked by an army of armed ninjas.  The battle is intense, and despite all the training by the League of Assassins, they are simply no match for the firepower that is unleashed.  Damien isn’t one to run and hide; he doesn’t hesitate to pick up a weapon and fight.  Leading this hostile takeover is Deathstroke (voiced by Thomas Gibson); he’s filled with rage and wants to rule the league and kills Ra’s al Ghul in the process.

It’s been a while since a movie has been released that broke the rules on how we expected a film to be made.  Avatar was the last game changer, I would say, considering it gave audiences a new way to see films in 3D.  Sure, hundreds of millions of dollars were invested in that film, and the reward for bringing audiences something different is it being the highest box office grosser ever.  Escape From Tomorrow goes in the opposite direction, and to be matter of fact about it, the film shouldn’t even exist.  But writer/director Randy Moore pulled off something that is an achievement that deserves praise for filming his sci-fi satire on location at Disney, without their permission.

I’ll be the first to admit, the gimmick of filming a movie without permission on the grounds of any amusement park intrigues me.  It’s the film student in me that curses Moore for pulling this off, but I have so much respect for this guerilla filmmaking spectacle.  And that is what this film is about, the spectacle of Disney and the pedestal we put it on in our society.  As kids we all had these hopes and dreams of just what it would be like to experience the Magic Kingdom, and as many people get older we wish to share this experience with our own kids and hope to recapture that experience when we were younger.  But age has a funny way on changing our perspectives, and though certain things may never change, our understanding of things seems to evolve.