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"Do you give people hope? Are you moving through your city like a guardian angel? Do you make a difference? That bolt of lightning chose you. Don't ever forget it."

There's one thing about being the fastest man alive. You get to the end faster than anyone else ... the finish line, if you will. But not so for Barry Allen, best known in the world of comic books as The Flash. When Arrow debuted back in 2012, no one could have foreseen where it was all going to lead. Greg Berlanti and a few others had created what we all thought was just another comic book hero television show. The Green Arrow wasn't one of the better known heroes, but he was part of the Justice League for many years, and he had a rather interesting origin story that could be told over the longer form of a television series. But it didn't end there. Within a couple of years we had Supergirl, Batwoman, The Legends Of Tomorrow, and, of course The Flash. All of these shows became quickly interconnected, and within another couple of years we all looked forward to a huge crossover event that would involve the casts and crew of all of these shows. These events usually involved some kind of a "crisis" and spread the story out over the various shows themselves. Now Arrow has ended, and the other shows are all gone as well. The Flash was the last hero standing, and that's as it should be, because it was also the best of the shows. Still, all good things come to an end, and after nine seasons, Barry Allen and Team Flash are finally coming to an end. But how can you do something epic when you're the last show standing? You do a crossover all within the confines of your own show and say goodbye with a bang. The final season of The Flash has certainly done that and more. Warner Brothers is now bringing it to a close by releasing the final season of The Flash on Blu-ray, and it's the last one you're going to get, so make sure you savor it a bit. I did.

Korean horror has picked up in the last twenty years tenfold.  From films like Bedevilled and Thirst, they took on the revenge and vampire themes that a lot of classic horror films are built upon.  But honestly, I've been most impressed with films like The Wailing and Train to Busan.  The latter bred new life into the very tired zombie genre and made a darn watchable film, while The Wailing knew exactly what buttons to push when it comes to religion but then used that to make an interesting and thought-provoking film.  That's why when I saw that we had a copy of Seire, I knew I had to review it, even though I probably would be too scared to write about it for a few days.  I'm so glad I did.

According to the legend of samchil-il, 21 days after childbirth, the baby is vulnerable to bad luck, curses, and evil spirits.  One of the most popular of the methods to keep out those spirits is to wrap the home with rope to keep outsiders out.  No taboo is to be broken no matter how difficult it may be.  For if you do, then you will suffer a horrible fate.

I probably could be called a lot of things, some kind and some not so kind.  But the one thing that probably most people would say about me is that I'm loyal.  Loyal to my job, loyal to my wife, loyal to my son.  However, in my life, I have certainly felt the pain of disloyalty, even to the point of infidelity.  Despite what people might say or think, you never quite expect it, and furthermore one can't predict how you might feel or act given the situation.  Today's movie Three into Two Won't Go explores the idea of what happens when a man cheats on his wife with another woman.  However, this woman stays around long after the fact and continues to press into his everyday life until it becomes unbearable.  Let's take a look.

Steve Howard (played by Rod Steiger) is driving down the road listening to some bumpy and festive music while the credits roll.  He's finger-waving and whistling and generally having a good time.  All of a sudden, he sees a 19-year-old girl named Ella Patterson (played by Judy Geeson) hitchhiking on the side of the road.  He stops the car, and honks for her to walk to the car.  She stands her ground, and eventually Steve backs up and lets her inside.

Typically, I avoid World War II period films like the plague.  I literally see the word Nazi or German occupation and usually find a reason not to see the movie.  I have nothing against the pictures; the problem is that so many of these films are surrounded in clichés that it feels like an old hat with nothing new to offer.  However, when I saw The Day and the Hour in my review pile, I was intrigued by the notion of it being in France with a female lead and something of a romance.  Far different from the usual pow pow, war is heck, or a film that's going to have buckets and buckets of tears and worrying about the human condition.  Though from the looks of things, this one might have some waterworks too.  Let's take a look.

1944, the Germans have occupied France. We open the film to a newspaper clipping. The German police have proof that three crew members on an enemy plane that was recently shot down are hiding in the Rethel commune region.  Their names are Allen Morley, Pat Riley, and Norman Thompson.  Anyone who is helping them is subject to punishment up to and including death.

I'm a sucker for clever movie titles.  The best example I can think off the top of my head is I'm Gonna Git You Sucka.  Or perhaps you need something from yesteryear, like Bring Me the Head of Alfredo Garcia or They Shoot Horses, Don't They?  Along the lines of Sucka, we can't also forget about Don't Be A Menace to South Central While Drinking Your Juice in the Hood or The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford.  So imagine my surprise when I saw the title of today's movie and jumped at the chance to provide a review.  Hopefully it is as good as the title suggests.

We get some light orchestral music (score by Stu Phillips) as the credits roll.  After the credits, we are taken to a prison where we listen to an inmate tell a story about his alcoholic father who would drink vanilla extract when he couldn't find something stronger to drink.  Therefore, he always associated his father with the smell of vanilla extract, and he couldn't stand the scent.  Perhaps we should move on to another story.

Some of my fondest memories growing up were those of my Polish grandmother and visiting her in New York for a week or two during the summer.  It was so different than when I was with my parents in North Carolina.  From the living arrangements to actually having a real basement to the subway itself, it was almost surreal in a very urban type way.  Then everyone seemingly moved to Texas, including our family, and all of the innocence was lost.  Today's movie is Gloria, a movie set in New York where a six-year-old Puerto Rican kid loses his innocence as his family is gunned down by the mob.  The only thing he has to cling to is a friend of the family named Gloria who has a few special skills of her own.  Let's check it out.

We are introduced to that funky saxophone with some bad opera singing (let's not pretend).  During the credits we are shown the artistic talents of one Romare Bearden before eventually giving us our first view of the New York City landscape at night.  We get to see Yankee Stadium, the Statue of Liberty, and either the Washington Bridge or the Brooklyn Bridge (I apologize; it's been a while since I've been in New York).

"It's always open season on princesses."

Roman Holiday is one of those classic films that had an extremely hard time getting made. Frank Capra had the rights to the story for several years. Most of what he had was based on a screenplay by Dalton Trumbo, but that was extremely problematic, as Trumbo was one of the original Hollywood Ten and was blacklisted. They were a group of Hollywood people who refused to answer questions before the Joe McCarthy-led House Un-American Activities Committee that was pretty much rooting out communist with little regard to whether they were there or not. The committee ruined thousands of lives, and in 1947 the group had turned their attention toward Hollywood. Many played along by attending the hearings, and some even passed on names of others to avoid trouble for themselves. The Hollywood Ten stood up to the madness, and it got them blacklisted. They couldn't work for any studio in the country. That meant Trumbo could not be given credit for his screenplay, and it was Ian McLellan Hunter who acted as a beard for Trumbo and took the credit and sold the rights to Frank Capra, who planned on directing the film with Gary Cooper and Elizabeth Taylor in 1949. By then at least eight other writers took shots at revisions, and the piece truly suffered under the "too many cooks" situation. The budget appeared to skyrocket, and Capra ended up selling it to Paramount for $35,000. Paramount also spent too much money and time going through various rewrites. Finally the project ended up with William Wyler, who went back to pretty much the script that Trumbo wrote under Hunter's name, and in 1991, Trumbo's writing credit was deservedly restored.

"In northern California, the Santa Lucia Mountains, dark and brooding, stand like a wall between the peaceful agricultural town of Salinas and the rough-and-tumble fishing port of Monterey, fifteen miles away It's 1917 just outside of Monterey."

James Dean was somewhat of a brief candle. Very much like Marylin Monroe, he came upon Hollywood so bright and hot only to burn for a short time. And while Norma Jean had a few good years in which to shine, Dean would have less than a handful. In those few years he made three incredible films. His last was Giant, and before that was perhaps his best known, Rebel Without A Cause. East Of Eden was the first of this trilogy of films that would pretty much make up the career of James Dean. All three films were made in the years 1955-1956, and just as suddenly as Dean had come upon the scene, billed as the next Marlon Brando, he was gone. One car ride into eternity and it was all over just as it had begun: Explosive and brief. Through Warner Brothers 100 years of movies restoration and release celebration, we have already seen and reviewed Giant and Rebel Without A Cause. Now the trilogy is complete in the place where it began: Elia Kazan's masterpiece, East Of Eden.

Wes Anderson is pretty much the perfect example of being a cinematic auteur. He has such a unique style that you can simply look at a couple seconds of his work, and you just know immediately you’re watching a Wes Anderson film. Even from his early days with Bottle Rocket and Rushmore to The Fantastic Mr. Fox and now Asteroid City, these films are all very different, but still one would say are uniquely Wes Anderson. His films are a bit divisive, and I completely understand, but those who are fans tend to really love his work.  Personally the only my favorite from him is Moonrise Kingdom; it was a perfect blend of style, charm, and heart; then he has a film like The French Dispatch that got plenty of critical love, but I just couldn’t really get into it. That brings us to his newest release, Asteroid City, which boasts a huge ensemble cast with many familiar faces from his previous films and some big-name stars we get to see him work with for the first time.  Is this a trip to the desert worth taking, or should you simply take a viewing detour?

The film is done in a unique way.  The black & white portions are dramatized portions about a play that is being produced for a 50’s style TV show by a famous playwright, Conrad Earp (Edward Norton).  We get to see the drama unfold as the production of the play comes to life for the TV show with the stars played by Jason Schwartzman and Scarlett Johansson. Then there is the director of the show, Schubert Green (Adrien Brody), who has his own sort of drama with his wife and his cheating ways.  Maybe I missed something, but none of this was hinted at in the trailers, and to be fair, this really took me out of the film, because the behind-the-scenes action of the TV show is constantly interrupting the pace of “Asteroid City”, which is basically a movie within a movie.

"Man gets shot that's got a gun, there's room for reasonable doubt. Man gets shot that hasn't got a gun, what would you call it? But, you knew that already; otherwise you wouldn't have set things up the way you did." 

Rio Bravo (1959) stars John Wayne as John T. Chance, a small-town sheriff facing the fight of his life. His town is infected by a gang of 30-40 men, professional bad guys on the payroll of Nathan Burdette (John Russell), whose brother, Joe, Chance has locked up for murder. Burdette is dead-set on freeing Joe, and the only help Chance has got is his former deputy, Dude (Dean Martin), who’s been drunk for two years since he got involved with the wrong kind of woman, and Stumpy (Walter Brennan), an old, trigger-happy cripple. The trio has six days until the U.S. Marshall comes to collect Joe, but that’s a long time to wait when you’re surrounded by the enemy.