Month: May 2008 (Page 3 of 17)

Multiplex Mayhem: The First Crack of the Whip (Updated)

If there is even the smallest trace of doubt in your mind about what the box-office leader is going to be this Memorial Day weekend, then you’re clearly not paying attention. In fact, the madness has already started.

*With 19 years of pent-up demand for the Indiana Jones franchise, at least among males old enough to have seen the movies the first time around and some of our more respectful children, the only unknown regarding “Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull” is how massive will the inevitable cascade of shekels be for the gang at Paramount. Newshound Nikki Finke is already providing some numbers from the Thursday opening of it’s very long holiday weekend and, so far, it looks potentially ginormous, though it remains to be seen if it will be ultra-super-stupendous ginormous. My personal guess is that it comes up just a little short of the $172 million Memorial Day of “Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Sith.” Whatever else was wrong (and many, many things were) with that second/first “Star Wars” trilogy, there was an awful lot of curiosity and suspense built up over just how the series would end, which isn’t quite the case here. I mean, even after hating the first two films in the series, I found myself shelling out to see the third because I just kind of had to. On the other hand, while I didn’t really love either of the two Indy Jones sequels, my strong affection for the genius popcorn rush of “Raiders of the Lost Ark” will carry me giddily into this one. (Though, like most folks in my age group, I likely won’t be seeing it the first weekend…unless I really want to all of a sudden.)

Also, though I’m personally looking forward to seeing Cate Blanchett as a Soviet villain and the long-awaited return of Karen Allen to the series, hats off to the canny casting of talented youth-fave Shia LaBeouf (whose name, I’m told, means “char the beef” in a rarely spoken French-Urdu dialect) to counter the not-quite a septuagenarian Harrison Ford in the title role. There is some concern out there in the moviesphere about the youth appeal factor, but it’s not like Mr. Ford is exactly, you know, old. To quote my man Roger Ebert, Ford “has one of those Robert Mitchum faces that doesn’t age, it only frowns more.”

Speaking of Ebert, the reviews on “Crystal Skull” are largely positive (though significantly less positive with “top critics“). Still, reading many of the reviews and pull-quotes, we see large undercurrents of “well, it’s not the best, but it’s definitely not the worst” or simply a case of critics wanting to not be killjoys to a movie that almost everybody is going to see anyway. Though “Iron Man” and the (finally reviewed by us) “Prince Caspian” will most certainly be hanging in there this weekend, anything less than $130 million would be an insult for Indy. I could say more on the subject, but why? Instead, check out Will Harris‘s fine appreciation of some of the lesser known films in the Harrison Ford oeuvre. Will watched long and hard for us, show him you care.

*Oh, but there are other new releases coming to theaters this week — though probably not to a theater near you if you don’t live in a very large city, as per the Box Office MoJo theater counts. There are several indie flicks of varying levels of interest entering theaters, but I now draw your attention to two attempts at take no prisoners political satire.

By far the weirder of the two is “Postal” — a film crafted by “he’s not just a director, he’s also a punchline” Uwe Boll, whose skills as a pugilist are ranked well above his filmmaking powers. I can’t personally speak to his film talents, as I’ve somehow managed to avoid all of his video game adaptations — as I’ve actually managed to avoid all videogame adaptations. Yet, I can speak to his lack of humor and decency as I just watched arguably the lamest and most offensive trailer since “The Birth of a Nation” on the flick’s website, in which he and some unfortunate but game actors attempt to mine humor from the cockpit of one of the planes that destroyed the WTC on 9/11, stealing it’s main joke from a scabrously effective piece in “The Onion” and missing the point entirely. Seriously crappy stuff.

Intriguingly, Carl DiOrio of the Hollywood Reporter writes that a major release was planned for the “Postal” but megachains Regal and AMC nixed the idea, cutting 1,500 hundred theaters down to somewhere between DiOrio’s estimate of 15 theaters and B.O.Mojo’s four. Gee, could it be that wrapping up a trailer with the destruction of the twin towers isn’t the way to sell your zany comedy? Simply calling it “politically incorrect” doesn’t cut it.

Okay, so the only surprise about the “Postal” reviews is that 17% of critics were willing to go on record as liking it, but the unpleasant surprise for the makers of the new anti-war black comedy, starring and cowritten by critical favorite John Cusack, “War, Inc.” is that only 22% of critics seemed to have much good to say about a movie that should be critical catnip. (Proof, for once and for all, that just putting one’s liberal politics on display does not guarantee good or even decent reviews from film critics.) This is a film that really needs strong reviews, and while it’s likely to go wider, I guess, based on its star power (Marisa Tomei, Hillary Duff, and Ben Kingsley are also aboard), this one seems doomed. Still, “War, Inc.” features Cusack once again playing a likable assassin, once again ably assisted by the wondrous Joan Cusack. While not an actual sequel to “Grosse Pointe Blank,” (Cusack’s character is not named Martin Blank), it might merit a look from those of us who loved that bit of blackest comedy, and our reviewer, Jonathan Flax, seemed to like it.

UPDATE: More on “Postal” and the amazing Mr. Uwe Boll. Here’s an interview with him explaining the situation from MTV (via this morning’s IMDb Movie & TV News). The short version is he’s distributing himself through his own company — and not all that well. It’s not playing in Manhattan, though they were able to get a screen in Brooklyn, and many of the theaters are showing it only once or twice a day. The interview also links to some “remarks” by Boll, which indicates he also has trouble assembling a coherent self-important rant. He really thinks his movie is like Monty Python….

Laverne & Shirley: The Complete Fourth Season

Despite being regularly ridiculed by critics in the late 1970’s, the popularity of “Laverne & Shirley” couldn’t be denied as the sit-com’s fourth season finished the year atop of the television rankings. Perfecting a broad, slap-stick comedy shtick, Laverne DeFazio (Penny Marshall) and Shirley Feeney (Cindy Williams) certainly hit their stride in the series’ fourth installment, and for light, escapist fare, it still remains amusing today. Lenny (Michael McKean) and Squiggy (David L. Lander) return as foils for the girls in season four as does Laverne’s pops, Frank DeFazio (Phil Foster), their landlady, Edna Babish (Betty Garrett), and Shirley’s on-again/off-again boyfriend, Carmine Ragusa (Eddie Mekka); Laverne even tries to woo a young Jay Leno in one episode (“The Feminine Mistake”). There are no special features on this four-disc, 23-episode set, but getting the opportunity to watch a classic farcical comedy in its prime brings a lasting value to this collection.

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American Idol: Did Anyone See This Coming?

So last night was the big finale, and a David was going to be crowned the “American Idol” Season 7 champ. But I think a lot of us were surprised at the outcome. More on that in a moment. First, let’s recap last night’s two hour finale in as few words as possible.

97 million votes, the most ever, says Ryan Seacrest. The top 12 perform. David and David perform.
Guru Pitka makes an appearance, a.k.a. Mike Myers, to promote his new movie. Syesha sings with Seal (damn, that dude has some pipes). Jason Castro sings “Hallaleujah.” The six female finalists sing with Donna Summer, and holy crap, she still has some pipes too. Carly Smithson and Michael Johns sing a duet. Jimmy Kimmel comes out and ridicules Paula and Simon. Then the six male finalists sing with Bryan Adams, who has aged extremely well. David Cook sings with ZZ Top, three guys who have also aged pretty well. Graham Nash sings “Teach Your Children” with Brooke White, and I just know Brooke his crapping her pants as we watch. The Jonas Brothers perform, and I admit it’s the first time I’ve seen these kids, who appear to be extremely talented. Then they show a tape of the bad auditions, including Renaldo, who is invited back to sing that train wreck, “I Am Your Brother,” complete with marching band. I love the fact that a marching band had to learn this song. One Republic sings “I Apologize” with David Archuleta. Jordin Sparks performs her new single. Gladys Knight, with the help of modern technology, sings with her new “Pips” (Jack Black, Ben Stiller and Robert Downey Jr.). Carrie Underwood sings “Last Name,” a song about a one night stand…you go, legs! Keep shocking us with your lyrics, because your music sucks. The 12 finalists then perform with George Michael, who I think is still singing. Note: I’m so glad they didn’t do those lame “Golden Idol” awards this time.

Finally, we have the results…David and David standing side by side. We all knew it was a foregone conclusion that Archuleta was the winner, right? Maybe not. Simon Cowell even admitted last night that he didn’t think it was as lopsided as he initially thought, and apologized to Mr. Cook. Well, big shocker, David Cook was actually the winner. Archuleta feigned a smile, and scooted off the stage like a puppy. Meanwhile, David Cook started crying. I mean, he had to have no idea that he was going to win. But here is what happened between Tuesday and Wednesday……America raised its collective middle finger to the music industry, and said “No, not this time…..no sappy balladeer is winning….we want the ROCKER.” They may have screwed up a few years ago with Chris Daughtry, who made everyone realize it’s the rocker that’s going to make the best Idol. Kudos to you, America. We voted for David Cook in our house, and I’m glad most of you did as well.

It’s been a great season, and the final two were arguably a couple of the most talented singers the show has ever produced. Thanks for sharing this space with me this season, and please feel free to spread this post and share your comments! Otherwise, see you all in January.

Steel City

“White working-class Americans without college educations” have become a favorite topic of pundits covering this year’s Democratic primary, but this strong feature debut by writer-director-editor Brian Jun reminds us that their lives are far more complex — and their social circles far more diverse — than stereotypes suggest. As “Steel City” opens, young P.J. Lee (Tom Guiry) is in shock from a fatal auto accident in which a woman has been killed, and his father (veteran actor John Savage, who also gets an associate producer credit) is likely to be spending several years in jail as a result. In the meantime, P.J. has to figure out what to do with his life and who to spend it with, and he’s having a hard time. His loutish older brother (Clayne Crawford) is too busy breaking-up his own family to be much help. His new romance with a smart, sweet-natured Latina coworker (America Ferrera, pre “Ugly Betty”) should be going well, but he’s ambivalent about her weight and her ethnicity. His long-divorced mother (Laurie Metcalf, “Roseanne”) is married to a black policeman (James McDaniel) who may or may not like P.J., but nevertheless seems interested in recruiting Brian into the force. Meanwhile, the only person actually able to provide substantial help is a cantankerous but possibly benign uncle he’s only met recently (Raymond J. Barry delivering a stand-out performance).

“Steel City” occasionally lapses into the kind of overly serious, overly tasteful clichés so common to films like this that make their debut at Sundance, but this is a compelling, humane, and thoughtful film that respects its audience’s intelligence and commands its attention. Not yet thirty, Brian Jun is a new filmmaker worth noting.

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Nanking

The behavior of Japanese forces during the 1937 invasion of the Chinese mainland remains one of the lesser-known examples of mass brutality from World War II. During “the rape of Nanking” Imperial Japanese soldiers went on a rampage that in many ways resembled the “ethnic cleansing” practiced in the Balkans during the 1990s, only worse. Alongside rape and torture on a massive scale, as many as 300,000 Chinese civilians may have been slaughtered in the former Chinese capital alone.

“Nanking” takes a somewhat unusual approach in telling the story of American and European citizens who used their status as protected outsiders to save perhaps hundreds of thousands of Chinese. Instead of utilizing off-screen voice actors to read the remembrances of its subjects, directors Bill Gutttentag and Dan Sturman mix graphic wartime footage and wrenching contemporary testimony by aging Chinese survivors with a staged reading of excerpts from the memoirs of the main Western figures. The readings are performed by a first rate group of actors including Woody Harrelson, Mariel Hemingway, and Stephen Dorf. It’s no knock on the performers but, as skilled as they are, their renditions seem awfully safe and easy to take when placed side by side with the horrifyingly direct testimony of the Chinese survivors.

The worthy and often compelling 90-minute films nevertheless fails to provide crucial context for the atrocities. Just what was it about the Japanese military campaign so outrageously brutal? Why was the outside world so uninterested in intervening? These questions may be discussed in histories, like the acclaimed “The Rape of Nanking” by the late Iris Chang (who the film is partially dedicated to), but not here. Also, little background is given on the most interesting character among the Europeans: John Rabe (Jurgen Prochnow), a warmhearted, upstanding German community leader, savior of thousands of Chinese and committed member of the Nazi party. The irony is alluded to, but never really explored.

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