Posted in: The Reel World by Brent Lorentson on April 5th, 2013
Remakes, reboots, and sequels: these are the trends in Hollywood that seem to make fan boys groan. Some films should be left in the past, and some franchises simply need to come to an end. But every so often a film comes along that dares to show us something new, and the end result manages to capture some of the magic that got us to love the original film to begin with. The new Evil Dead filmmakers managed to succeed in doing just that and deliver a film that has me excited about what is next for the Book of the Dead and all those unfortunate enough to flip through its pages.
For those who are unfamiliar with the Evil Dead franchise, this entry into the series will likely be a gore-soaked experience you won’t soon forget. And for the hardcore fans of the series, there are plenty of winks and nods to the previous entries to keep you grinning as well as some new twists to the mythology that you’ll either find groovy or you’ll simply sink into your seat and groan. But one thing is for certain, fans will miss their beloved Ash and his “boom stick” this go around.
Posted in: Disc Reviews by Brent Lorentson on April 3rd, 2013
This is a review that I’ve been dreading. It’s been a while since a movie has gotten me so worked up over its thoughtless execution that I struggle to find something redeeming out of it. For those unfamiliar with non-linear storytelling, a simple definition would be a story told out of order, for instance Memento or Pulp Fiction. Those two examples are of films that execute non-linear storytelling and use the structural device as a means to further their story. As for the filmmakers involved with The Devil’s in the Details, they took a decent story and then tore it up into shreds, tossed it in the air, and pieced it together however they saw fit.
I feel sympathy for the performers here; even though what the actors had to work with was flimsy at best, they still deliver. Ray Liotta plays Dr. Bruce Michaels, a former Navy Seal who now is a shrink to soldiers coming home from the war. The performance is subtle and a far cry from the intensity he brought to Narc or his most notable role of Henry Hill in Goodfellas. For those who are fans of Liotta, at least his performance is worth watching here.
Posted in: No Huddle Reviews by Brent Lorentson on April 2nd, 2013
Just how much appeal can a show have when it’s about two directionless twenty-something’s who are groundskeepers at a local park; oh yeah, and they happen to be a raccoon and a blue jay? It came as more than a little surprise how much this show not only had me laughing but I’m certain will have heavy replay value in this household. For those that believe it’s simply a kids’ show, be warned. Though it may not be filled with the raunch one would expect from Family Guy, Regular Show does dip its paw into indecency but never seems to cross the line.
For some cartoons and many shows in general, targeting a younger demographic each episode seems to attempt to deliver a message of some sort. I don’t know if this is out of obligation to the younger viewers, but often enough the message seems to be forced and the show suffers in return. Where I tip my hat to Regular Show is that it manages to deliver a message in a way where the viewer may not even realize what life lesson may be handed to them. In Stick Hockey, Mordecai and Rigby find a used stick hockey game and the two become obsessed with the game, believing it to be the greatest game to ever cross their path. Their boss threatens to take it from them unless they finish their work, but when the boss goes back on his word and gets rid of the stick hockey game, Mordecai and Rigby go through the motions of hunting the game down and wind up finding more trouble than they could have hoped for.
Posted in: No Huddle Reviews by Brent Lorentson on March 27th, 2013
It seems that to survive in today’s world everyone has to be at least a little tech-savvy; even grandma has to learn how to text and download images if she cares to see her grandchildren. Unfortunately even stalking has evolved with the times; with social media more and more becoming the way we communicate, the days of peeping toms outside the bedroom window are gone and have moved on to webcam. To some degree I think this should bring a sigh of relief, but then again stalking seems to have gotten easier, allowing more anonymity, and this is what Cyberstalker attempts to delve into. Though the story boasts to be inspired by true events, the only truth here I believe is that at some point some woman was stalked by a man.
The story kicks off in 1999 when Aiden Ashley (Mischa Barton) has her home invaded by an unknown stalker. In the process both her mother and father are killed. The stalker manages to get away without leaving a single trace to his identity, only leaving Aiden behind to become a reclusive orphan. And by reclusive I mean she becomes a virtual shut-in with a variety of deadbolts on doors and alarms in place. Thirteen years later Aiden has become a neurotic artist who appears be afraid of doing anything that involves interaction beyond completing a transaction with the food delivery guy. All these years of therapy clearly have only helped her to develop two relationships, one with her therapist and the other with her art dealer, who has also taken up the role as a surrogate father.
Posted in: The Reel World by Brent Lorentson on March 22nd, 2013
For years it seems DreamWorks Animation has been living in the shadow of Pixar. Sure, DreamWorks has had their success with Shrek and Ice Age, but when you stack the films next to Pixar’s library, you see Pixar just seems to be the best at what they do. That is until The Croods came along; with the new DreamWorks release it would appear the animation studio has stepped up their game and released their best-looking 3D film to date. My expectations were not too high with this release, but I was at least relieved I wouldn’t be watching Ice Age Ten: The Ice is Still Melting. With a theater screening filled with what appeared to be thousands of little screaming children (remember in Gremlins when they were watching Snow White?). Before the film I had been face- palming myself, feeling this had been a bad idea, but once the lights dimmed and the film began, my worries faded away. The story may be a little weak, but there is something there that hooked me and kept me engaged throughout the Croods’ journey, and it turned out to be good eye candy that the entire family can enjoy.
From the start no time is wasted as Eve (Emma Stone) narrates the dangers of living in this dangerous world. As far as Eve knows, she and her family, the Croods, are the last of their kind. Fearing the night (and everything unfamiliar or unknown) the family takes shelter in a cave until the sun reappears and everything is thought to be “safe” by Grug (Nicholas Cage), the father and leader of the group. Grug is a neurotic, overprotective parent who simply expects at any point something could happen and kill them all, so with the exception of family hunts, they never stray too far from the cave. And as a teenager, living this cramped lifestyle surrounded by her family is becoming overwhelming for Eve, and her sense of adventure (and being a rebellious teen) is just too much. Besides, living in a cave with your overbearing father, mother, brother and grandmother sunrise to sunset is enough to make anyone want to venture anywhere despite all forms of danger.
Posted in: The Reel World by Brent Lorentson on March 15th, 2013
Some movies have a way of simply sneaking up on you and leave you exiting the theater with a multitude of thoughts and emotions. When a film comes along where you are able to forget your troubles or the stresses of the real world, and long after the final credit has rolled you still can’t shake certain images or lines of dialog from your mind, this is usually the best sign of a good film. The Call I must confess snuck up on me and managed to suck me into “the hive” of the Los Angeles 911 dispatch center and has kept me in its clutches as I write up this review. The Call is a film that reminds me why we go to the theater with a large audience and experience this projected story on screen, where despite all the nifty home theater toys you may have, it just cannot compare to seeing a film with an audience.
The Call wastes no time pulling us into the story. Jordan Turner (Halle Berry) is one of many 911 dispatchers handling calls as they come in. Some calls maybe as trivial as a man with a habit of calling the operators from behind bars, to men confessing to recently killing their wives. Call after call we see how the operators are forced to stay calm and remain in control of the situation until “help” arrives for the caller. But that all changes as Jordan receives as call from a frightened young girl who has an intruder coming into her home. Jordan does all she can to navigate Leah to safety from the intruder, but one mistake results in the capture of the young girl.
Posted in: No Huddle Reviews by Brent Lorentson on March 14th, 2013
I think it would be safe to say that ever since Edward Stratemeyer penned The Hardy Boys he has garnered a legion of loyal fans of the popular young adult book series. For many young readers these books are what planted the seeds for them to later become private investigators or join some form of law enforcement. Then there were the casual readers like myself who became obsessed with the crime genre and would later move on to edgier writers. Whatever direction readers may have taken, it’s safe to say that the Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew deserve the same respect as other classic characters in fiction like Sherlock Holmes.
I missed out on viewing the first two seasons of the 1977-1979 run of The Hardy Boys, but with each episode being its own self-contained story I was able to pick right up with the story without missing a beat. For those not familiar with the story, Joe (Shaun Cassidy) and Frank Hardy (Parker Stevenson) are young detectives whose father is a well-known detective, and the brothers simply wish to follow in his footsteps. In season 3 the brothers have taken a promotion and are now working full time for the Justice Department.
Posted in: Disc Reviews by Brent Lorentson on March 7th, 2013
In a film the pays its respects to the French soldiers who are participating in the war on terror as well as the journalists that risk their lives to cover the war, Special Forces delivers more of the same in this new release. Though the default setting has the spoken language in English and has English-speaking stars, don’t let this French release fool you; the dubbing is terrible and the film is better viewed in its original language. Elsa (Diane Krugar) is a French journalist who is in Afghanistan to cover a story about a woman sold as a child. By now we should all know speaking against the politics in these countries is not just bad, but when you are a woman this could get you killed. The woman is wanted by the Taliban, and Elsa wants to do what she can to help her friend escape, but there is little to be done when Elsa witnesses a raid of the woman’s home. It’s not long after that Elsa finds herself in the crosshairs of the Taliban and is also captured. Elsa reluctantly reads a message from the terrorist group, and the video is broadcast for the French government to see. This in turn causes the French president to take action and approve a mission to have the journalist rescued.
Though many of the story points have been seen before in numerous different films, it still works and had me gripped due to some beautiful cinematography, and it doesn’t hurt that it had Diane Kruger as the captive journalist. (If this woman was able to start the war in Troy, just imagine how she’d motivate a platoon of Special Forces soldiers.) Leading the platoon is Kovax (Djimon Hounsou), and the only other guy I recognized from the group was Lucas (Denis Menochet from the opening scene of Inglorious Basterds).
Posted in: Disc Reviews by Brent Lorentson on March 6th, 2013
Normally when I see trailers for films about “inspiring true stories” I try to remind myself to avoid that film at all costs. Sure I’ve seen more than a few of these kinds of films, but that’s the problem with them, once you’ve seen one you’ve seen them all. When Chasing Mavericks was brought to my attention I was ready to ignore, but then I gave it a quick look at IMDB and to my surprise it had two directing credits, Curtis Hanson (L.A. Confidential, which just so happens to be in my all-time top ten films) and Michael Apted (Gorky Park, Nell, Gorillas of the Mist), and with that my mind was made up. And lucky me it turned out to be one of my favorite films I’ve had the opportunity to review.
Ever since he was little Jay Moriarty (Johnny Weston) has been fascinated by the currents and the waves they produce. The obsession sets Jay off to learn how to surf, and by the time he’s 15 he’s managed to become one of the best young surfers in Santa Cruz, but the waves he’s conquering just aren’t cutting it. Till one morning he follows a local surf legend, who just so happens to be his neighbor, Frosty Hesson (Gerard Butler), who is going out on an early surf run. Where they end up is at a hidden beach where Jay sees the biggest waves that are colossal in comparison to what he surfs daily, and he watches Frosty. These giants that Jay and many others believed to be nothing more than mythic surf lore are what are called Mavericks. And it is from this day on Jay sets off to try and surf one of these waves. For fear Jay will only get himself killed, Frosty agrees to train him to be able to survive the wave, and he has 12 weeks to get himself ready before the season ends.
Posted in: Disc Reviews by Brent Lorentson on February 28th, 2013
When an action title comes along and you see the name Steve Austin headlining it, the expectation level shouldn’t be too high (unless, of course, you’re an obsessed fan of Stone Cold). I’ve seen more than my fair share of straight-to-video action films, so it takes a lot to deter me from giving a film a chance, and when it also gives Dolph Lundgren billing, well, the film becomes hard to resist. Tommy Wick (Austin) does work for a crime family to help work off the debt of his brother, who is currently serving time in the state penitentiary. It’s not a stretch of the imagination to see Austin in this role, but from the start of the film, which opens in a bowling alley, I found it hard to believe he’s even trying to act. With the bad quippy dialog and the zero-emotion delivery, it had me thinking The Rock was on par with Daniel Day Lewis by comparison. But thankfully it doesn’t take long for Wick to start pushing people around and breaking tables with people’s heads to get me to forgive the bad acting.
It’s when Wick is approached to deliver a package to a rival gang member that the story begins to take off. Everything, of course, seems simple enough, but “the package” is anything but the normal delivery. It appears everyone wants a piece of the package, though no one seems to be quite certain what it is that they are after. Wick’s partner attempts to check it out; after all, it looks like nothing more than an old book, but before he can crack open a single page, the two men are attacked by a rival group made up of formal special ops soldiers.
