Category Archives: Film

Second Chance Movies

One of the funnier things about one of my favourite (alas now defunct) podcasts, 2IGTV, was its treatment of Michael Bay’s 2005 sci-fi actioner The Island. Derided in no uncertain terms on its cinema release the combination of Ewan McGregor, Scarlett Johansson, a bunch of exploding stuff and…Scarlett Johansson it seems the years have been more than kind to this runt of Bay’s litter of blockbusters for bozos. As a piece of late-show popcorn fluff I thought it did its job rather well and it seems the world has slowly come around to this view, eventually echoed by 2IGTV, where actual arguments broke out over who enjoyed it more in hi-def. Bless.

So, taking the reappraisal of The Island as inspiration, I decided to put together a list of five mainstream movies that, through no fault of their own, faltered on the big screen. No cult classics here, just some modest flicks that deserve a break.

1. Equilibrium
Hard to imagine serous ac-tor Christian Bale would be caught dead in another cartoon dystopia but hey any movie that finds a way to combine martial arts, statics and gunplay into a single discipline ain’t that bad.

2. Friday Night Lights
Dubbed ‘the Black Hawk Down of sports movies’ the comparisons are actually pretty close. Unrelentingly brutal the action on the pitch is almost matched by the sense of entrapment felt by some of the young protagonists. For many of these kids it won’t matter if they win games, their lives off the pitch will still suck the big one. Not that this is a perfect work by any stretch. Gone is the casual racism that permeated the book along with the practice of assigning girls to members of the football team, regardless of the athletes’ ‘availability’.
I’m not familiar with its bastard son TV offshoot but something tells me it doesn’t address the harsher aspects of the source material.

3. Stir of Echoes
Released within weeks of The Sixth Sense, and using many of the same conceits, David Koepp’s adaptation of Richard Matheson’s urban gothic really didn’t real get a fair shake by audiences all ghosted out by M. Night Shyamalan’s second feature. Kevin Bacon delivers a great performance as a blue collar schmoe who finds new purpose after a night of heavy drinking and hypnosis. It also has a ‘where are they now’ factor in the shape of Ileanna Douglas, who was all set to be the next great character actress before Naomi Watts started getting all the good roles.

4. Right at Your Door
The idea of a dirty bomb going off in LA might be manna from heaven for rednecks and all-purpose haters but for the locals…not so much. The action here takes place in a sealed suburban home as a man (Rory Cochrane) on the verge of marital breakdown deals with his own prejudices and relationships in a bid to maintain his homestead on levels physical and emotional. A small cast gives RAYD a chamber piece feel and the ending isn’t a cop out – if still a little tidy.

5. Can’t Hardly Wait
Derided in some quarters, Can’t Hardly Wait is a relic of the pre-American Pie era when the teen comedy had really lost its way, still working on the assumption that the default emotional setting for teens was ‘goofy’. As an exercise in dramatic structure, each scene is constructed with a coherent beginning, middle and end. It works to a tight dramatic unity and seems to have every popular actor in the world in it – or at least a healthy chunk.
Cliched, badly directed and just plain awkward this is not exactly John Hughes but it retains a certain heart-on-its-sleeve charm. Actually this clip is awful but I couldn’t find the trailer.

Is this real cinema?

Something has been troubling me as of late. You know the kind of thing, you get a kind of free floating malaise, you fee like your molecules aren’t in sync with the rest of the world, you’re lacking something, you just feel…off. It’s not sugar loss, protein deficiency or the emotional hinterland that is the ‘off-season’ that has given me a case of the emos, it’s something far more germane to my character I’m missing: a decent blockbuster season.

Now first off I will freely admit blockbuster season is at best a celebration of over-medicated American youth. When Transformers 2 and Terminator: Salvation were greenlit I shuddered from the cross-Atlantic whooping of a million over-medicated 15-year-olds convinced that once again they would inherit the Earth by shifting their ample posteriors from their oversized game chairs with cupholders to slightly smaller chairs with cupholders in the company of real people. To use an obvious invocation of the Blessed Trilogy: I felt a disturbance in the Force. And that way it has remained.

Maybe its maturity or instinct – no it’s definitely instinct – but I had a feeling that any summer headlined by efforts from Michael Bay and McG (*sighs*) was a car wreck waiting to happen. Thankfully car wrecks are what Bay does well and as for McG, well everyone would be more or less happy with some badass heavy ordinance and the possibility of a decent follow-up directed by someone, anyone, else. Here’s the keys to the franchise, now just bring it back in one piece.

Of course it’s neither fair nor accurate to aim at two directors, a pair of movies do not a season make, but lets just do a quick inventory of 2008 and how this year stacks up. In total I think I went to see 9 tentpole titles and will happily admit some I didn’t see were doubtless very good as well. I thought the season was bookended with gusto by Iron Man and The Dark Knight (four-star movies by anyone’s standards) but that the fat middle held its own as well. Hellboy 2, Incredible Hulk, Wanted, Wall *E, Tropic Thunder did well enough, heck even Pineapple Express could be considered functional as an evening out. Mind you Sex & The City, Indie, Zohan, Clone Wars and The Happening failed abysmally in critical terms so it wasn’t all high fives and fist bumps.

In contrast, this year I have seen only two, count ‘em, two tentpole films and even then one of them (Wolverine) was awful. (The other, Star Trek, was stonking good fun, but I digress.) The rest of the summer looks like something of a franchise graveyard, this could well be the summer where movies came to die. On top of Wolverine, TF2 and T:S I hold out little hope for GI Joe (did I ever?) and this year’s Potter will do great business despite a frosty critical reception. In animation Ice Age will do well for being in 3D, as will Up, the latter I expect to be a cut above in terms of story as well. Sleeper hit The Hangover looks like a watered down version of Very Bad Things (itself hardly a great viewing experience) and Michael Mann’s Public Enemies is a winter movie wholly out of place at this time of year. My only interest at this stage is held by the Peter Jackson-produced race relations parable District 9 and Moon; an unlikely double-act of thoughtful sci-fi with genuine adult appeal. And if I hear one more excuse about the writers’ strike swear to God I will unleash great vengeance and furious anger on any apologist for shoddy characterisation and telegraphed plot points.

In the meantime I’m all about hoping for a sleeper hit to come from nowhere and blow me away. I’m sure there’s one out there. There has to be. As young David said after his trip to the dentist, I’m sure audiences around the globe wondering: Is this real cinema? Well, is it?

Wallets Full of Blood: Zombie Banker Blues

WALLETS FULL OF BLOOD: ZOMBIE BANKER BLUES from aaronrip on Vimeo.

Back during my Lenten escapade I posted a video juxtaposing images of barren construction sites with a survival horror narrative (the post is here).

A sequel of sorts is now online and posted below. Personally I think these two pieces would work well as installations rather than short films. In any case the effect is unnerving and captures well the mood of our nation with its huddled masses stuck in dole queue limbo and everyone else waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Enjoy.

Day 38: Blair Witch Revisited

I’m researching an article on movie marketing at the moment and would you believe it’s a full 10 years since the Blair Witch Project was released and showed everything there was more to this whole Internet thing than Trek forums and porn. Now we have Trek forums, porn and viral marketing.

In honour of this great movie the website has been fully reactivated and it looks like a tenth anniversary edition DVD will have all manner of extracontextual goodies.

Here’s my new favourite homage to a mediocre college prank movie turned most profitable feature film in history.

Day 35: Lebowski Trailer Remix

Haven’t posted one of these in a while. So here goes…the untold story of Walter.