The Reel World

Can a scumbag also be considered a hero? Lance Armstrong fans probably mull that question each time a new, unsavory revelation about the now-disgraced cyclist comes to light. The issue was addressed in 1992’s Hero, which starred Dustin Hoffman as a low-life who saves a group of passengers on a crashed airplane. Flight also takes to the not-so-friendly skies to examine whether it’s possible to reconcile a lifetime of destructive behavior with an extraordinary act of valor.

You wouldn’t necessarily guess that from the film’s punchy trailer — see below — which paints Flight as a cynical gloss on the Sully Sullenberger story. (The movie’s protagonist even has a similarly folksy, alliterative name: Whip Whitaker.) Instead, Flight is an R-rated drama that presents one of the most unflinching portrayals of drug and alcohol addiction you’re likely to ever see in a mass-appeal film from a big-time director and starring one of the world’s most famous movie stars.

"I'm bad and that's good. I will never be good and that's not bad."

One of the easiest ways to let your age show is to talk about your favorite video games. If you're old enough, you even remember a time when there weren't any video games at all. Most people refer to this era as The Dark Ages. But I'm willing to admit that I put a deposit down on an Atari 2600 system these many years ago. If you have a love of all things video games and a great appreciation for the history of the field, Wreck-It Ralph was built just for you.

“When creating art, there’s a fine line between greatness and nonsense.” You know who said that?  I did as soon as the end credits for Cloud Atlas started rolling. The sci-fi adventure/historical drama/mega-budget drag show has modest aspirations: all it’s trying to do is tell an epic, centuries-spanning story about the human condition. Needless to say, Cloud Atlas is easily one of the most ambitious and audacious films released in the last few years. No wonder it took three directors to wrestle this thing into theaters.

Tom Tykwer (Run Lola Run) joined forces with the Wachowski Bros. siblings (The Matrix trilogy) to adapt David Mitchell’s 2004 novel of the same name, which seems utterly unfilmable on paper.

Here's the thing. Fans of the franchise should be pleased with the latest entry. The series has been a solid October tradition for some time now. When you consider the low cost of creating one of these films with the proven box office numbers, this was all really a no-brainer, to say the least. You're going to get more of what you are expecting, and the film throws in enough new angles and tricks to keep the idea as fresh as possible. However, there is a flip-side to all of this. I don't think it's very likely that you can enjoy this film quite so fully if you have not seen any of the previous films. The history is of vital importance if you're going to appreciate where all of this is going. That isn't to say newcomers won't be entertained. There are enough jumps and shocks to have a relatively good time. Still, if you haven't gotten yourself caught up in the franchise's mythology, you might want to make that effort before going to see this film. It was my intention to watch the first three again before I saw this one. I couldn't find the time. I wish I had. I did see the first three films, and I still feel like I needed to refresh myself before the journey into number 4. Alas that was not meant to be, and this review will suffer somewhat because of that. I very strongly encourage you to take in the story so far before venturing to your local multiplex.

You say you don't have the time either? Here's a quick history lesson to get you caught up. You should be warned that here there be SPOILERS of the first three films:

Whenever the TV spots for Alex Cross promise that the movie features “Tyler Perry as you’ve never seen him before,” I can’t help but snarkily add “…in men’s clothing!” To put it lightly, I had my doubts when I heard the wildly successful actor/producer/director/playwright/crossdresser would be stepping into the title role, previously played on screen by Oscar winner Morgan Freeman. (Especially when Perry replaced the great Idris Elba on this project, though my giant man-crush on Elba possibly clouded my judgment.)

Following Freeman’s portrayal of Alex Cross, the idea was to reboot the character with a younger actor in hopes of kickstarting a new action franchise. Perry stars as Cross, author James Patterson's brilliant detective/psychologist. Cross and Detroit Police Department colleagues Tommy (Edward Burns) and Monica (Rachel Nichols) square off against a murderous psychopath known as Picasso (Matthew Fox), who specializes in pain and torture.

"Bad things happen to good people, and they deserve to have their stories told."

I have to say that the horror film market has disappointed me of late. With October in full swing, I expect to be exposed to all kinds of horror films, from unknown independent projects to the standard franchise entries that pop up every year around this time. The trouble is that the films I've seen at the theaters so far have either been very disappointing or not really horror films at all. Thankfully, Sinister is not disappointing, and it is a straight-out horror movie in the tradition of films like The Ring.

Ever since Ben Affleck stepped behind the camera and took on the role of director, I’ve found myself not only becoming a fan of his work but believing the man has greatness ahead of him.  When I first watched Gone Baby Gone, I was more than a little impressed; after all, it was his first time at the helm.  But then Affleck released his follow-up film, The Town, and it blew me away.  Sure, there were some great movies that came out that year, but the fact that it didn’t make the list of best picture nominees I just can’t understand.  But with the release of Argo it would seem the Academy will have a chance to right that wrong and shower this film with plenty of adoration.  Sure, this is pretty much a shoe-in for the best picture nomination, but not just because it’s great, but really, what is the competition?

There is a lot that I enjoyed, and dare I say loved, about the film.  As the old Warner Bros. logo appeared on the screen I got a little excited.  No time is wasted, thrusting us right into the middle of a protest growing out of hand, outside the US Embassy in Iran.  The opening works great as the tension builds between the protestors and the Americans doing all they can to destroy all the confidential files they have on hand. With time running out before the embassy is over run, six Americans manage to escape taking refuge with the Canadian ambassador (Victor Garber).

To his credit, Tim Burton has managed to keep the art of stop motion alive and well in Hollywood. He's also proven that it can still be quite effective and just as commercial with such classics as A Nightmare Before Christmas. Since that time he's had a modest number of hits and misses but nothing that has come close to the holiday staple...until now. Frankenweenie is destined to become a Halloween tradition at our house, and I suspect I'm not alone.

Of course, Frankenweenie isn't exactly a brand new idea. In 1984 Burton created a short film on the idea. It made the usual festival circuits and has shown up a couple of times as an extra on his more recent films. The original short certainly had its limitations, but it was a rather sweet little nugget that fans have been quietly enjoying for nearly 20 years. It's actually a bit of a surprise that it's taken the filmmaker this long to revisit the idea, but this time with a budget and running time geared for the mass audiences. Whatever the reasons for the delay, it was well worth the wait, particularly after Burton's very disappointing take on Dark Shadows. While Frankenweenie might not completely redeem that colossal disappointment, it has gone a long way toward making me believe the filmmaker still has the wit and genius that have marked some of his earlier films.

"Ever since you were born I wanted to protect my little ghoul. So I created a place where all monsters could be safe from them."

I love monsters. Both old and new, I've been in love with monsters for as long as I can remember. There were the Friday night Creature Features with Dr. Shock. My Dad and I would watch the old Universal classics, and while I didn't know it then, I was getting my first lessons in cinema. I was being groomed to become the film lover I am today. I still love monsters even when they're making us laugh (preferably on purpose). I love Abbott & Costello Meet Frankenstein, and I recently got to renew my love for the animated camp romp Mad Monster Party. It was with this tradition in mind that I eagerly entered the screening for Hotel Transylvania.

Pitch Perfect is the best big-screen a cappella comedy I’ve ever seen. Of course, the new film pretty much wins that title by default because the hyper-competitive world of collegiate a cappella has been largely ignored by the movies. To make up for that oversight, Pitch Perfect tries to cram all aca-related matters into one movie. The result is a slightly flabby 112-minute running time. Fortunately(?), I’ve been to enough a cappella competitions to appreciate the fact that the movie gets a lot of things right. (Including the annoying habit aca-people have of sticking “aca” in front of everything.)

Beca (Anna Kendrick) is a reluctant freshman at Barden University. (LSU’s campus stood in for fictional Barden.) She dreams of moving to Los Angeles and becoming a music producer, but is pressed into going to college by her dad (John Benjamin Hickey). Quite conveniently, Beca also has a good singing voice so she is recruited by the Barden Bellas, the all-girl group coming off a humiliating failure at the International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella (ICCA) competition that opens the movie.