Saturday, August 12, 2023
2022 Capsule Reviews
Friday, May 12, 2023
Savage Salvation (2022) Review
rating: ****
the story: An ex-military ace seeks revenge on the system that allowed his wife to overdose.
review: Such are the times that star actors can see their movies swallowed into a void. Robert De Niro costars in this, but his presence didn't prevent such a fate for Savage Salvation, which also features John Malkovich and stars Jack Huston.
Huston's the reason I made sure to watch. The latest of a storied Hollywood family, he's struggled to find footing since Ben-Hur, which otherwise suggested to me a new talent worth following, but few enough starring roles to show for it. Most of the story beats of Salvation are well-trodden material, so it's not something you watch for originality, but I've certainly never let it get in the way of spending time with quality actors. De Niro is in subdued mode, and for him Salvation is No Country for Old Men, Hell or High Water territory. You wait for Malkovich's part to amount to something, and on that score the end twist is telegraphed, as Huston discovers the system is all too happy to exploit individuals without much concern to the consequences. Waiting for that to play out is more suspenseful than the revenge rampage Huston undertakes, or the withdrawal scenes he appears in.
With so little to show for his career to this point, Huston had a lot riding on whether or not he could carry Salvation, and to my mind he does, and for that reason watching him find a context in the rampage, how he carries himself is worth the experience. The greater narrative around all of this, the eponymous concept, both when the body of his wife is baptized and when he himself sinks into the water at the end, it gives depth to the rampage that can sometimes be relegated only to the original impetus, since the reward tends to be reduced to mere memory, rather than consequences or some greater goal, which in this case is finding peace, from a community that both supports him (De Niro) and betrays him (Malkovich), as well as beyond it.
Where Huston goes from this point I'm as eager as ever to find out.
Angry Neighbors (2022) Review
rating: ****
the story: A writer seeking to lead a secluded life feels infringed upon by a neighbor's ongoing development project.
review: Not being overly involved in the streaming world (previously I was never overly involved in the cable world), I still participate in physical media, which is why I frequent Redbox kiosks, which is why I knew about the existence of Angry Neighbors, which exists well outside the mainstream despite starring Frank Langella. Langella's career is been that way all along, of course, rarely appearing in movies people have actually seen, but otherwise being well-respected. The closest he's come to a starring role with critical acclaim is probably Frost/Nixon. I had recently seen him in the Jim Carrey TV series Kidding, and Angry Neighbors, on a superficial level, resembles those results closely enough where I would endorse it for that alone, a quirky production featuring Langella. (The last time ones of his films got noticed was Robot & Frank, in which he stars opposite, obviously, a robot.)
The only chatter surrounding Neighbors stemmed from the original source material, which drew on the woes of other pampered residents of wealthy waterfront property, which was of interest mostly to them. Everyone else was left to scratch their head over the title, which surely evoked Grumpy Old Men if anything, and yet Langella's antagonist doesn't show up until the end (it turns into a metaphor of lost youth, I think), and he instead plays off others caught up in his struggles, including Bobby Cannavale playing the foreman in charge of the worksite unhappily afflicting him.
There's also, of course, Langella's dog, who speaks to him in the voice of Cheech Marin, personifying his closed world. If Langella and the narration and style of production weren't pitched enough, Marin's part cements the film's intentions. I have no idea why Neighbors would drop straight into obscurity (except, perhaps, allegations against Langella, which is such an old Hollywood story one wonders why the studios still get away with it except for the existence of endlessly compliant press). Spend some time in Langella's company. Don't worry if anyone else is, or if his character would approve of your choices. This would be an excellent one.
Amsterdam (2022) Review
rating: *****
the story: Three friends make a pact during WWI, and unexpectedly find themselves having to fulfill it during WWII.
the review: The movies one considers a classic are sometimes confused with personal favorites, especially when critics have decided to ignore, overlook, or downplay their worth for whatever reason. I suspect this occurred with Amsterdam since director David O. Russell has had bad publicity in recent years stemming to his treatment of Amy Adams on the set of American Hustle, and he hasn't produced a wide success on the order of Silver Linings Playbook, despite high expectations for both Hustle and Joy after it. I've been a fan of Russell since Three Kings, which remained my favorite of his efforts despite his critical reputation blowing up with Playbook, and while I loved what he did with Christian Bale in The Fighter (a showy supporting role, but one that took pressure off an actor who can sometimes get lost in his performances, and thus became a career highlight), I hadn't been wowed by one of his films again. Russell is an idea guy in the vein of Orson Welles, and the way he achieves his results can lead to complicated productions, but the results speak for themselves. George Clooney found his first great film in Kings, when he was often typecast as a rogue (Out of Sight being the exception that proved the rule) without a way forward. Russell used the film to make a bigger point about the chaos of war, and how even the worst of intentions (stealing Iraqi gold) can lead to altruistic results (saving the innocent lives being ground up by the war). That Russell shows up in Amsterdam, plus a cast I couldn't resist (and certainly Russell has developed a reputation for great casts, regardless of what he does with them) in Bale, John David Washington, and Margot Robbie. So when I saw the results for myself, I found myself with an instant personal favorite, which for me turned out to be a classic waiting to be discovered.
The leading factor in my evaluation is Bale's performance. I haven't seen all of his films (much less some of his more famous, or infamous, ones in American Psycho and The Machinist), but he's long been a favorite, so I have a decent idea of his range, and certainly his willingness to transform himself for a role. One of the great joys of following a career is seeing an actor age, and what they do with that. Amsterdam is the first time I've seen him lean into his aging as part of the performance, not merely because the film covers more than a decade of time, but that instead of gaining or losing weight to inform a character, he gets to showcase how his face has changed over the years. This time it's very much the hair that helps shape the look, a period style that accentuates the effect of seeing Bale look older. Besides that, he gives an atypically lively performance, a comedic one that gives the film its voice. I've read critics suggest there's no memorable dialogue in Amsterdam, and even if that were the case (which it is not), the pleasure of Bale's phrasing keeps things moving along nicely. Too often we take for granted the mere acting, unless it's filling out a greater message, which Bale's does not. All he does is set the tone. This film, as a result, is very easy to watch. It's unlike anything Russell has done before. Even Clooney didn't get into his Golden Age act until well after Kings.
Washington, who was a breakout star in both BlacKkKlansman and Tenet, has his first real chance to shine on his own merits. Putting aside my reservations of his physical appearance (how Spike Lee designed the distracting afro) in the former, and Christopher Nolan's patented ambition in the latter, in Amsterdam Washington has a part that rises or falls on its own, how he plays against other actors. He couldn't ask for better partners than Bale and Robbie, both of whom could very easily swallow him whole if he couldn't keep up with them, but he can. He's not his father, who commands effortlessly any scene he's in, sometimes with very little dialogue at all. He doesn't even particularly look like Denzel Washington. Clean-faced, he almost looks anonymous, but Amsterdam soon gives him a look to match Bale's, and the result is more proof that the man pulls off a beard as well as anyone ever has. The undercurrent of race relations that never plays out in conflict with Bale or Robbie, or any other character who carries weight in the movie, is instead moved to subtext, a complementary commentary to the reasons for the conspiracy the characters unite against as they attempt to solve a murder mystery.
Probably the critics poopooed the movie since they feared it went against their chosen narrative of the present, a conspiracy plotted against FDR and therefore the country itself that perhaps suggests too closely the Trump debacle. Whether you choose to interpret it that way isn't mandatary; like any good story it's merely a cautionary tale, and that becomes its second key selling point, a story with an actual point, and one that doesn't lose its compelling lead characters in the process, but rather one that gives them their weight.
There is of course Robbie rounding out the leads, and Hollywood has found another way to explain her volatile charm, like I, Tonya a movie asking you to sympathize with her despite the insane circumstances around her, which her other big 2022 movie, Babylon, didn't quite pull off, leaving the viewer to be lost mesmerized by the spectacle she inevitably creates, in very much the Harley Quinn way. This girl was determined not to be just a pretty face. She's the Brad Pitt of actresses, and Amsterdam is ultimate proof.
Rounding out the cast are Robert De Niro, Anya Taylor-Joy, Zoe Saldana, Rami Malek, and of all people Mike Myers (who previously appeared with Robbie in Terminal), a small but crucial role deftly walking the tightrope between comedic and dramatic, evoking his appearance in Inglourious Basterds.
If The Batman hadn't pulled off a miracle by once again redefining its title character and thus further developing one of the modern era's defining fictional creations, I wouldn't hesitate to call Amsterdam the best film of 2022. It is a masterpiece, and by all rights should have swept all the awards ceremonies. Hopefully it'll be rediscovered in time.
Sunday, April 9, 2023
2022 Box Office Top Ten
As of 4/9/23, according to Box Office Mojo, here’re the top grossing movies of 2022, both nationally and internationally:
US Box Office:
- Top Gun: Maverick ($718 million) By far the biggest surprise of the year, Tom Cruise’s biggest blockbuster ever and his first unconnected to the Mission: Impossible films in years. Clearly audiences were ready to revisit the previous film. Strong X-Wing/ Star Wars vibes certainly don’t hurt.
- Avatar: The Way of Water ($682 million) They say never bet against James Cameron, except every time he comes out with a new film that’s exactly what everyone does, and he still comes out with a blockbuster. The last one was a phenomenon more than a decade ago.
- Black Panther: Wakanda Forever ($453 million) After the huge success of the previous entry in this franchise, this was a disappointment by comparison. Still the biggest superhero success of the year, at least nationally.
- Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness ($411 million) After the huge success of the last Spider-Man movie, audiences were primed for another superhero flick with surprise appearances, which this one had with a few (basically) throwaway cameos.
- Jurassic World: Dominion ($376 million) The dinosaurs remained a huge draw in this franchise, wrapping up the sprawling saga.
- Minions: The Rise of Gru ($369.6 million) The biggest family hit of the year was another prequel in the series begun with Despicable Me.
- The Batman ($369.3 million) Technically the first “original” (not a sequel) hit on the list.
- Thor: Love and Thunder ($343 million) Superhero fatigue started to settle in officially with this one, leaning into the same comedic formula of its cult favorite predecessor, failed to find a happy audience.
- Sonic the Hedgehog 2 ($190 million) If you believe him, this is Jim Carrey’s last movie.
- Black Adam ($168 million) Dwayne Johnson took years to get around to making this one. Thought it would be embraced as a game-changer for DC movies. The studio changed the game on him instead.
- Avatar: The Way of Water ($2.3 billion) The clear winner here was a little different.
- Top Gun: Maverick ($1.4 billion)
- Jurassic World: Dominion ($1 billion)
- Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness ($955 million)
- Minions: The Rise of Gru ($934 million)
- Black Panther: Wakanda Forever ($859 million)
- The Batman ($770 million)
- Thor: Love and Thunder ($760 million)
- Water Gate Bridge ($626 million) Here’s China’s contribution.
- Puss in Boots: The Last Wish ($480 million) The biggest gain on this list was the late entry in the Shrek franchise.
Sunday, February 12, 2023
2022 Movies Viewed/ Ranked
- The Batman
- The Banshees of Inisherin
- Everything Everywhere all at Once
- Three Thousand Years of Longing
- Elvis
- Nope
- Top Gun: Maverick
- Bullet Train
- Where the Crawdads Sing
- Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore
- Avatar: The Way of Water
- After Yang
- The Outfit
- Breaking
- Marry Me
- Uncharted
- Sonic the Hedgehog 2
- Black Adam
- The Bad Guys
- Ambulance
- The Contractor
- Crimes of the Future
- Don’t Worry Darling
- The Lost City
- Ticket to Paradise
- Moonfall
- Death on the Nile
- Father Stu
- Thor: Love and Thunder
- The Forgiven
- The Northman
- Clerks III
- The 355
- Morbius
- Minions: The Rise of Gru
- Medieval
- Memory
- DC League of Superpets
- The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent
- The King’s Daughter
- Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness
- Amsterdam
- Armageddon Time
- Babylon
- Beast
- Black Panther: Wakanda Forever
- The Black Phone
- Dog
- Empire of Light
- The Fabelmans
- Glass Onion
- Jurassic World: Dominion
- Lightyear
- Marcel the Shell with Shoes On
- The Menu
- Puss in Boots: The Last Wish
- Scream
- See How They Run
- Spoiler Alert
- Tár
- Till
- Vengeance
- The Whale
- The Woman King
Saturday, August 20, 2022
Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore (2022) Review
rating: ****
the story: Grindelwald tries to trick his way to political power, with Dumbledore standing in the way.
review: I've been struggling with how to view this one since its theatrical release earlier this year. I continued to struggle after reading the screenplay published last month. A large part of this is that Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore was caught up in the continuing scandals surrounding J.K. Rowling, Ezra Miller, and Johnny Depp, which dampened interest in its predecessor, The Crimes of Grindelwald (which is otherwise my favorite movie in the Wizarding World cinematic saga, barring Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire). Depp's legal hassles continued into production of Secrets, as so he was replaced as Grindelwald by Mads Mikkelsen, and Rowling, previously lone scripter of the Fantastic Beasts films, was joined by Harry Potter veteran screenwriter Steve Kloves. After being unabashedly wowed by Crimes, I knew I wasn't with Secrets on first viewing, and second viewing didn't change that, and reading the screenplay didn't, and I began to wonder, were my reservations justified? Or was this simply a different movie experience?
I kept trying. Eventually my conclusion was that this is perhaps the first film in the saga where the human drama is more important than the wizarding drama. I understood this on one level. It's the first time the material has acknowledged what had previously only existed in Rowling's tweets, that Dumbledore is gay, and his relationship with Grindelwald is complicated by that, and by extension, his ability to fight him.
The film opens with a quiet conversation between them, in which Dumbledore explains that he has moved past their youthful ideas, and this offends Grindelwald, because of course he hasn't, and has become a notorious figure in the wizarding community as he presses on with them. The conversation, and the film, and the series (this is Dumbledore's second appearance in them, after Crimes), still ignores how Dumbledore could ever have shared them, except by extension through the complicated nature of his sister Ariana, and her death, which ties into the character of Credence Barebone, whose story began in the first film, and whose true lineage was revealed in Crimes, but explained here in Secrets: he's Aberforth Dumbledore's son. Dumbledore is his uncle.
Grindelwald has been manipulating Credence, as we saw him operating throughout Crimes. He trades on fear in order to achieve his goals. He also won Queenie Goldstein to his side last film, shattering a relationship with muggle baker Jacob Kowalski. Dumbledore maneuvers against Grindelwald as best he can throughout Secrets. He recruits Jacob, an unlikely ally as ever, as well as the Scamander brothers, Newt and Theseus, as well as others.
Newt was ostensibly the star of these films, certainly in the first one, until Dumbledore appeared in Crimes and then dominated Secrets. And it might seem as if Newt indeed takes a definitive backseat, here, especially with the near absence of Tina Goldstein, the American wizard he fell in love with previously (some reports are that Katherine Waterston's participation was diminished, this time, due to her stance against Rowling).
And yet his unabashed enthusiasm for the title beasts, and his otherwise bashful demeanor, remain the heart of these films, as he gets to spend time with his brother as an actual colleague for the first time, which along with Jacob and Queenie and learning the truth of Credence's existence moves original stories from the first film along nicely. Newt and Theseus have the best sequence of the film as they enact another of Newt's trademark beast-centric performances, this time scuttling like a crab.
Eddie Redmayne's star has dimmed in recent years. I'm hard-pressed to think of his work outside these films, and yet the films themselves remain clearly affectionate of his unique charms. Callum Turner, as Theseus, has become a more distinguished actor (for me, anyway, as I discovered in Emma.), so it's nice to see him in an expanded role. Alison Sudol has been a standout as Queenie from the start, and I doubt anyone could've been more quintessentially American for the time period than Dan Fogler's Jacob, who has threatened to steal all of the movies.
But is there any real doubt that Jude Law's Dumbledore is the center of Secrets? He had better be, getting his name in the title! By the time Dumbledore and Grindelwald duel, we've seen Dumbledore do everything possible to avoid that moment. When it's suggested he become the new leader of the wizarding community, the moment becomes the heart of how to interpret the movie around it. No attention is called to Dumbledore, until he's pulled from a crowd as it happens, and he talks his way out of it, the way Harry Potter once convinced the Sorting Hat to place him in Gryffindor, and the moment passes. No one argues the point. No one draws attention to him at all. It happens. And the story moves on.
How to interpret it, and the whole film, rests on how comfortable you are with the rapid ascent of Grindelwald, and his just as rapid descent. As viewers we're privy to nearly every beat of how this is accomplished, so relentlessly, throughout the movie. The opening scene of Crimes was said to be distractedly dizzying, when Grindelwald breaks out of prison, and yet this is a whole movie in which, to accomplish what it needs to, the viewer has to accept two hours of logic that makes internal sense, and yet also feels as if, in a different reality, would have played out over several films. Possibly. The studio has been expressing doubt for years. I follow a website that breathlessly reported every negative aspect of production, cheering on the possibility of failure. Was this what it was always supposed to be?
And perhaps so. This is what we never got to see with Voldemort, after all. The other arcs feel so natural, this must always have been in the cards, surely? Crimes ends dramatically with Grindelwald having split the wizarding community in half. Secrets suggests winning the right allies makes even the impossible possible (from criminal to candidate, which even the Star Wars prequels didn't dare attempt; Palpatine appears the innocent even after his drastic transformation).
And...the more I live with this, the more comfortable. At no point does the film dwell on Grindelwald as a real threat, except as Dumbledore's opposite number. This is all supposed to build (like the Star Wars prequels) to a legendary duel, against which the one that happens in Secrets is mere prelude. In some respects, there are notes in Secrets that feel like a possible concluding note (Jacob and Queenie marrying), should the studio decide to end the series early. And yet Dumbledore acknowledges Newt as a valuable ally, even as Grindelwald has lost his (Credence, whose arc concludes here, too), which ought to sound...ominous. The fight isn't over. Grindelwald only becomes more dangerous, once more on the loose, nothing left to lose, and he has already endlessly proven his inventive resilience.
The conclusion, for me, of how to view Secrets of Dumbledore is as a quiet success, in much the character of Newt himself, watching as all the drama around him boils down to Dumbledore and Grindelwald, as they're forced to confront the reality that they will one day have to fight each other. Forget everyone else, every thing else. This really does hinge on that conversation, at the start of the film. And that's actually refreshing.
Saturday, August 13, 2022
The Contractor (2022) Review
rating: ****
the story: A Green Beret is drummed out of the service, but ends up right back in the thick of it anyway.
review: Quite unexpectedly, a spiritual sequel to Hell or High Water. Chris Pine stars as the Green Beret, who ends up drafted into a black ops outfit, although the results are less military maneuvering and more a spy game, in which Pine discovers he can't trust the outfit that recruited him. Along the way, he's got to figure out if he can trust a colleague played by Ben Foster, his costar in High Water, which ought to be considered one of the key selling points of The Contractor.
Pine's charisma was a little long in coming to be recognized by filmmakers, but eventually, with his casting as Kirk in the J.J. Abrams Star Trek reboot, he at last became a movie star, and yet it ended up becoming a recurring problem: directors still had a hard time figuring out what to do with him. Hell or High Water found a perfect fit, the rare antihero (a bank robber) who was actually sympathetic, a response to the Great Recession that cast the whole idea back to the feel of the Great Depression, or even Robin Hood. Foster was the unambiguously less sympathetic cohort then, and he is again here, although he has a better shot at redeeming himself this time around. Less so Kiefer Sutherland, in a rare bid to reclaim some of the shine he himself earned somewhat belatedly in the TV series 24, cast squarely as the villain. Eddie Marsan, whose career often veers between such roles, has one of his welcome turns among the angels, although it's an unfortunately brief one, while Gillian Jacobs has a similarly thankless nod as Pine's wife.
But the compromise is worth it, as The Contractor works best as an atmospheric tour of Pine's troubles, spending little time worrying about things like dialogue, as he struggles along the labyrinth of doubt, accented frequently by the bum knee he needs to periodically inject just to keep functioning. This is an aging action hero, after all, forced to control uncomfortable realities at every turn.
I think, given time, the results will garner greater interest, if only as a companion to Pine and Foster's previous work together. At the moment it needs struggle against a shifting market, between a box office that is increasingly geared almost exclusively to big budget blockbusters and streaming services either desperately competing for the same aesthetic or proudly boasting the opposite, with everything else in between being ignored, such as the notion that movie stars exist and can carry their own material, same as they ever did.
And Chris Pine, despite every adversity, is still standing, thank you.