Yes that's right, I've decided to show up the Oscars with my very own awards ceremony. The only problem being that I haven't yet been able to see The Social Network or others such as Of Gods And Men or The Kids Are Alright... So instead I shall shamelessly rip off the Kermode awards and only have winners that haven't been nominated for an Oscar for that particular film, except with the additional caveat of being lucky enough to have been seen by me. So here goes!
Best Actress
Honourable mentions:
Chloe Moretz, Kick-Ass
Marion Cotillard, Inception
Winner:
Noomi Rapace, The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo (well, everyone else seems to be pretending it came out last year...)
Best Actor
Honourable mentions:
Tom Hardy, Inception
Tahar Rahim, A Prophet
Winner:
Casey Affleck, The Killer Inside Me
Best Director
Honourable mentions:
Martin Scorsese, Shutter Island
Jacques Audiard, A Prophet
Winner:
Christopher Nolan, Inception
Best Film
Honourable mentions:
Shutter Island
Kick-Ass
Winner:
A Prophet
Biggest Pile Of Dogshit Masquerading As A Film:
Sex And The City 2
Well, there we have it, 2010 in the films I've seen, that haven't been nominated. Perhaps I shall do a proper one of everything if I see the outstanding films soon enough, but I wouldn't get my hopes up...
Sunday, 27 February 2011
Sunday, 13 February 2011
Paranormal Activity
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Now, I have been getting into horror movies a lot of late (mostly, it has to be said, dating back from the 30s through to the 70s) so I was really quite looking forward to it. It's been a while since I've been so disappointed by a movie. I was expecting a suspenseful tale of which Hitchcock himself would have been proud. I was hoping for a film to prove to the purveyors of torture-porn that gore isn't as scary as mood. Unfortunately, the filmmakers had only read a small part of the A-Z Guide to Creating Suspense deciding that the handheld camera would be enough to put people on edge. In modern cinema there seems to be just two kinds of horror movie, the ones where gore is thrown at you (Saw and the slasher remakes etc.), and ones where absolutely nothing happens till the last five minutes (this and all films in thrall to this). I'm sorry, but there's building suspense and then there's just boredom. The scare tactics consist of doors moving on their own and that kind of thing. That's all well and good, but there is no sense of menace or terror to accompany these small things. At no point did I feel at all scared. The Haunting is now almost 50 years old, yet is far more scary on every possible level. Speaking of which, this film is totally unimaginative. There are portions taken from The Haunting, there's the camera technique from Blair Witch, there are a few possession elements that are more than a little Excorcist-like as well as (SPOILER coming up now) more than a little of Ringu and the other Japanese avenging ghosts at the end.
And we haven't even talked about the characters yet. Initially Micah is the sceptic, whilst Katie believes. So why, then, do they swap roles on more than one occasion during the 90 minute run-time? Also, they are just unbelievably, unforgivably and unsympathetically stupid. Not only do they wander around for half the film trying to find the ghost/demon/whatever having already discovered that it cannot be seen, but they do so with the lights turned off. I mean, I don't know about you, but the first thing I do when I'm scared is turn all the lights on. At another point, they call a professional in and he advises them to see a demonologist. Micah decides that he can do a far better job, despite not knowing anything about this subject. But what's worse, is that he continues to do take this line despite the blindingly obvious fact that he is doing nothing but making it angrier.
I suppose the acting from Katie Featherston and Micah Sloat is perfectly acceptable, though nothing spectacular. And the Oren Peli's direction doesn't get in the way at all, it's just a really uninspired, overhyped 90 minutes of a door opening and closing and a couple running around with a camera around a massive house.
★★☆☆☆
Thursday, 13 January 2011
The King's Speech
Yes! You're beloved guide to the world of films is making a glorious return to the world of film reviewing! The first film to be reviewed this time around, is the new release The King's Speech. Colin Firth stars as King George VI who has a chronic stammer which makes his Royal duties difficult to perform. Attempting to rid himself of this he hires common Australian man Lionel Laugh portrayed excellently by Geoffrey Rush. Alongside the two excellent performances from the leads (more on this later), the supporting cast is stronger than a student's breath on a saturday night featuring Helena Bonham-Carter, Guy Pearce, Michael Gambon, Timothy Spall, Derek Jacobi and the little girl from Outnumbered.
Many may write the film off as 'just another period film about a British monarch', but these people are idiots who are missing out on one of the best dramas from the last few years. While some elements of the story are a little predictable - the required altercation and subsequent reunion between the two leads for example - but the energetic performances and direction are always enough to keep you entertained. It was Tom Hooper's direction that surprised me the most. I had heard much about Firth and Rush's performances, but was expecting just the normal camera positions and movements. The words 'functionable' were words I was expecting to be using to describe it. I could not have been more wrong. The previously used 'energetic', or perhaps 'kinetic' are infintely more appropriate. Let's return again (for the third time now...) to Colin Firth. If his name isn't written on an Oscar in a month and a half's time then I shall lose what little faith I still have in the Academy. It is nothing short of astounding. To capture not only this man's problems with speech, but also his other, deeper flaws such as a quick temper and chronic lack of self-belief so completely is some of the finest acting I've seen since... probably since Daniel Day-Lewis in There Will Be Blood.
I realise that this is all more than a little bit gushing, but I really like this film. The worst thing about the whole experience was having to sit in the worst cinema in the western hemisphere (Odeon Dumfries, by the way) to see it. I couldn't recommend this film more if it sprouted legs, wondered out of the projector as the credits rolled and pressed a £50 note in my hand. Utterly superb.
★★★★★
Many may write the film off as 'just another period film about a British monarch', but these people are idiots who are missing out on one of the best dramas from the last few years. While some elements of the story are a little predictable - the required altercation and subsequent reunion between the two leads for example - but the energetic performances and direction are always enough to keep you entertained. It was Tom Hooper's direction that surprised me the most. I had heard much about Firth and Rush's performances, but was expecting just the normal camera positions and movements. The words 'functionable' were words I was expecting to be using to describe it. I could not have been more wrong. The previously used 'energetic', or perhaps 'kinetic' are infintely more appropriate. Let's return again (for the third time now...) to Colin Firth. If his name isn't written on an Oscar in a month and a half's time then I shall lose what little faith I still have in the Academy. It is nothing short of astounding. To capture not only this man's problems with speech, but also his other, deeper flaws such as a quick temper and chronic lack of self-belief so completely is some of the finest acting I've seen since... probably since Daniel Day-Lewis in There Will Be Blood.
I realise that this is all more than a little bit gushing, but I really like this film. The worst thing about the whole experience was having to sit in the worst cinema in the western hemisphere (Odeon Dumfries, by the way) to see it. I couldn't recommend this film more if it sprouted legs, wondered out of the projector as the credits rolled and pressed a £50 note in my hand. Utterly superb.
★★★★★
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Wednesday, 18 August 2010
Inception
Director: Christopher Nolan. Writer: Christopher Nolan Starring: Leonardo DiCaprio, Ellen Page, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Cillian Murphy, Tom Hardy, Marion Cotillard, Ken Watanabe, and Michael Caine.
Well. I have finally got round to reviewing possibly the biggest, most highly anticipated film of the year. Go me. I'm not going to even bother trying to explain the intricate plot here. You'll either know it already or you can just use wikipedia, like I would have done. And this way I don't have to put it in my own words so everybody wins. Of course, whilst you're there you could look at what real reviewers think, but I'm sure you're all happy with the cheery amateur...
But I digress. Coming from the mind of Christopher Nolan, Inception is a summer film that doesn't look down on its audience, but treats them with respect and assumes that they have a brain. Unlike most blockbusters these days (ahem, Transformers). As you'd expect from a Nolan picture the cinematography (from long-time Nolan collaborator Wally Pfister) is excellent. Some may argue that it is still a little cold and unemotional at times, but I think that it works rather well, warm and muted tones would not have sat well with the rest of the picture. The special effects were outstanding, and the acting from the all-star cast strong all round. However, the plot is where this film really needed to be strong to live up to the pre-release hype. I'm relieved to say that it is more than adequate for the task. Many have reported the need to see the film twice to understand what was going on, but neither my friends nor I had any trouble at all decyphering the complex - but not overly convoluted - plot and ideas.
I cannot recommend this film enough. This is the must-see film of the year so far for me, despite the excellent Toy Story 3 (reviewed here soon - sorry, bit of self-promoting never hurt anyone!). If nothing else see this film to show Hollywood that people will see a film that isn't in 3D and doesn't patronize its audience.
★★★★★
Well. I have finally got round to reviewing possibly the biggest, most highly anticipated film of the year. Go me. I'm not going to even bother trying to explain the intricate plot here. You'll either know it already or you can just use wikipedia, like I would have done. And this way I don't have to put it in my own words so everybody wins. Of course, whilst you're there you could look at what real reviewers think, but I'm sure you're all happy with the cheery amateur...
But I digress. Coming from the mind of Christopher Nolan, Inception is a summer film that doesn't look down on its audience, but treats them with respect and assumes that they have a brain. Unlike most blockbusters these days (ahem, Transformers). As you'd expect from a Nolan picture the cinematography (from long-time Nolan collaborator Wally Pfister) is excellent. Some may argue that it is still a little cold and unemotional at times, but I think that it works rather well, warm and muted tones would not have sat well with the rest of the picture. The special effects were outstanding, and the acting from the all-star cast strong all round. However, the plot is where this film really needed to be strong to live up to the pre-release hype. I'm relieved to say that it is more than adequate for the task. Many have reported the need to see the film twice to understand what was going on, but neither my friends nor I had any trouble at all decyphering the complex - but not overly convoluted - plot and ideas.
I cannot recommend this film enough. This is the must-see film of the year so far for me, despite the excellent Toy Story 3 (reviewed here soon - sorry, bit of self-promoting never hurt anyone!). If nothing else see this film to show Hollywood that people will see a film that isn't in 3D and doesn't patronize its audience.
★★★★★
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Friday, 2 July 2010
Something entirely non-film related...
Max’s Trip To Wimbledon
Having foolishly agreed to look after Max while Paul was experimenting with Microsoft Paint, I decided to treat him by taking him to Wimbledon. Whilst there, Max was struck on the head by a flying bowl of strawberries and cream (don’t ask. It was a typically ridiculous occurence, however, I can assure you). When he regained consciousness several minutes later he came to the conclusion that he was at wimbledon so, therefore, must be a tennis racquet. He then insisted that two very scared and confused twelve year-olds use him instead of their traditional metal and string jobs. Unfortunately, their nearby parents saw only a strange man asking their children if he could hit their balls. This, as you can perhaps imagine, did not go down well. I imagine the situation could have been rescued were it not for Max’s decision to wear assless chaps to ‘upset the traditional order of Wimbledon’. As it was I could only look on as the fathers grabbed him by his dog collar (again, I have no idea why he was wearing one) and proceeded to beat him up till they got bored and went home. Nearing dusk Max finally awoke from his second trip into unconsciousness. Before we left I popped to the toilet. Upon my return I could see a large hairy thing on the grass some way in the distance, but no sign of Max. Becoming worried that I would have to explain to poor Paul that his fictional creation had been eaten by a bear in South London, I decided to look closer at the hairy thing. It was Max. Picking up rubbish. In a womble suit. Growing tired of his antics I forced him into the car and went home. I felt womble was significantly better than tennis racquet so I didn’t bother taking him to hospital, but dropped him off at Paul’s house glad to be rid of the strange man. I never did get to see any of the tennis…
Having foolishly agreed to look after Max while Paul was experimenting with Microsoft Paint, I decided to treat him by taking him to Wimbledon. Whilst there, Max was struck on the head by a flying bowl of strawberries and cream (don’t ask. It was a typically ridiculous occurence, however, I can assure you). When he regained consciousness several minutes later he came to the conclusion that he was at wimbledon so, therefore, must be a tennis racquet. He then insisted that two very scared and confused twelve year-olds use him instead of their traditional metal and string jobs. Unfortunately, their nearby parents saw only a strange man asking their children if he could hit their balls. This, as you can perhaps imagine, did not go down well. I imagine the situation could have been rescued were it not for Max’s decision to wear assless chaps to ‘upset the traditional order of Wimbledon’. As it was I could only look on as the fathers grabbed him by his dog collar (again, I have no idea why he was wearing one) and proceeded to beat him up till they got bored and went home. Nearing dusk Max finally awoke from his second trip into unconsciousness. Before we left I popped to the toilet. Upon my return I could see a large hairy thing on the grass some way in the distance, but no sign of Max. Becoming worried that I would have to explain to poor Paul that his fictional creation had been eaten by a bear in South London, I decided to look closer at the hairy thing. It was Max. Picking up rubbish. In a womble suit. Growing tired of his antics I forced him into the car and went home. I felt womble was significantly better than tennis racquet so I didn’t bother taking him to hospital, but dropped him off at Paul’s house glad to be rid of the strange man. I never did get to see any of the tennis…
Friday, 14 May 2010
Robin Hood

Director: Sir Ridley Scott. Starring: Russell Crowe, Cate Blanchett, Mark Strong, Oscar Isaac, William Hurt, Danny Huston, Kevin Durand, Scott Grimes, Alan Doyle, Max Von Sydow.
The latest flick from Russ'n'Rid is a retelling of the origins of the British legend Robin Hood. Here, he is an archer in King Richard's (Huston) army named Robin Longstride (Crowe). Following the death of his King he and his men return to England, where Robin takes on the identity of Robert Loxley. Meanwhile Sir Godfrey (Strong) is plotting with the King of France to seize England.
Many have complained about the story not being the traditional Robin Hood vs. the Sheriff of Nottingham (indeed the Sheriff appears only a handful of times). To which I say 'bollocks'. Why should we have to watch effectively the same story over, and over again. I, for one, found this story engaging and a nice change from the traditional story everyone is so familiar with. Perhaps if there is a sequel that tackles Robin's fight against the Sheriff and King John people will be happy, but I imagine they will attack the film for being 'unoriginal'...
Anyway, moving back to the review, Russell Crowe gives a good performance. Though his accent does wander around somewhat (and, yes, there are Irish hints in there). Blanchett also does well as a tough, working Marion. I particularly enjoyed Max Von Sydow's turn as Sir Walter Loxley. The film also contains much humour, especially from the Merry Men-to-be (Durand, Grimes and Doyle).
In short, then, Robin Hood is an enjoyable film. It perhaps doesn't have the heart of 'Gladiator', the film it will always be compared with rightly or wrongly, but is good nonetheless.
★★★★☆
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Thursday, 29 April 2010
Iron Man 2

Right, seeing as it's been so very, very long since my last post I thought I'd make it a biggy. Iron Man 2 is one of the summer's most anticipated films, and a sure-fire blockbuster. But is it any good?
Yes. Yes it is. Again directed by Jon Favreau, the film, while not as light-hearted and witty as it's predecessor, is equally good. The story, not lumbered with an origin story for the titular character means there is more time to further the plot and character development. Following on from Tony Stark's (the ever-superb Robert Downey Jr.) admission to the world's press that he is Iron Man, the opening sees Ivan Vanko (Mickey Rourke) creating his own power suit and weapons. Sam Rockwell, who was once considered for the title role before RDJ claimed it, as Tony Stark's corporate rival Justin Hammer provides much of the comic relief. Also featuring are Gwyneth Paltrow, Samuel L. Jackson, Scarlett Johansson, Don Cheadle and Jon Favreau himself (oh, not forgetting there is the continuation of the traditional Marvel film game of 'spot-the-Stan', this time as Larry King).
The film moves along quite quickly, with a laugh every now and again. The set-pieces are well shot by Favreau and cinematographer Matthew Libatique and don't have the quick cuts that seem to be so prevalent these days, so it is very easy to tell what actually is happening. The characters move along nicely too, without any overly-sentimental moments while still developing the characters in the right directions. The acting ranges from solid (Rourke, Johansson) to the excellent (RDJ and Rockwell). Stark still has the same humour and wit, though I personally found Rourke's Whiplash hard to understand at times due to the Russian accent. The only major flaw I can find with the film is with Whiplash. With his power-armour he seems rather similar to the first film's Iron Monger. Perhaps a different kind of villain next time? Not being overly familiar with the Iron Man comics' world I can't even speculate as to what will happen in the final chapter of the proposed trilogy.
Iron Man 2 then, is a very good continuation of the original, and is still the opposite side of the coin to Chris Nolan and DC's Dark Knight. Which is as it should be. The Iron Man films have set the bar high for the Marvel films scheduled for the next few years, starting with Thor and Captain America: The First Avenger next year, leading up to the Avengers team-up in 2012.
★★★★☆
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Sunday, 21 March 2010
The Kid Brother

As a lover of silent comedies, I have decided that every once in a while I am going to review a classic film or short or two. As I am watching it now the first of these shall be The Kid Brother directed by Ted Wilde.
Released in 1927, The Kid Brother is possibly Harold Lloyd's finest feature film (though The Freshman and Safety Last! might have something to say about that). It stars Lloyd as Sheriff Hickory's youngest son, somewhat put upon by his father and two older brothers. Harold, without the muscles of his siblings, must use his brains to earn the respect of them and his father, and the love of his girl. Ah, the ever present silent comedy girl. On this occasion Jobyna Ralston plays Mary Powers a member of a medicine show. Unfortunately, Sheriff Hickory will not have any medicine shows in his town. However, while the Sheriff is at a town meeting, Harold plays as Sheriff and is mistaken as such by the leader of the medicine show. From here there follows a series of minor catastrophes involving Harold in some way. However, when the money for raised for a dam goes missing while in the Hickorys' possession, it is time for Harold to save the day!
While the film never quite scales the heights set by the likes of Buster Keaton or Charlie Chaplin (though to be honest I have never really 'got into' his films in the same way as with Keaton, Lloyd and Laurel & Hardy), it is absolutely always entertaining and often side-splittingly funny. One scene that stood out for me was one where Harold is being chased by his brothers as they wished to attempt to court Mary. Another scene earlier in the film has the brothers trying to get at Harold without being seen by Mary, while hiding behind curtains and such and Harold using Mary as a kind of protective aura. These are just two of the many stand-out scenes early in the film, with many more to look forward to right on through to the movie's conclusion.
I would recommend The Kid Brother and indeed much of Harold Lloyd's work to not only film enthusiasts but the anyone who enjoys simple, honest fun films.
★★★★★
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Fargo

Well faithful readers (I hope that someone, somewhere has at some point stumbled across this site) as I am somewhat poor I have been unable to see anything at the cinema. So, instead I have decided to review an older film. For no particular reason, other than I watched it the other day, that film shall be Fargo.
Released in 1996, Fargo was directed by Joel and Ethan Coen (though due to DGA rules they were at this point credited as directed by Joel, and produced by Ethan) and starred Frances McDormand (Burn After Reading), William H. Macy (Jurassic Park III), Steve Buscemi (Reservoir Dogs), Peter Stormare (Minority Report) and Harve Presnell.
The plot concerns Jerry Lundergaard (Macy) and his plan to have his wife kidnapped so his wealthy father-in-law (Presnell) will pay thousands of dollars for her release which he can use to repay debts. This is where Carl (Buscemi) and Gaear (Stormare) come in. They are to kidnap her and take her to a lodge without any excitement, with almost everyone emerging as a winner. However, things go badly from the off and when they are pulled over by a local police officer, he is shot by Gaear, who then goes on to murder the occupants of a passing car who witnessed the event. Chief of Police Marge Olmstead-Gunderson (McDormand) investigates the murders and is soon led back to Jerry's car dealership. Meanwhile, Carl demands higher payment from Jerry as a result of these unforeseen events, bringing Jerry even closer to a break down.
This being a Coen brothers film, there are plenty of laughs and bloodshed. Indeed, there is enough blood in the film to make a vampire giddy with excitement. In one particularly memorable scene, one character's corpse is stuffed into a wood chipper. Good stuff!
Fargo is, without any hint of hyperbole, one of the Coen bros. very finest films (which is no mean feat, believe me). With strong performances, from the cast and memorable shots with a beautiful backdrop of snow. While, for some the violence may be somewhat much, for me I feel that the humour and violence work perfectly with each enhancing the others effect. A must see!
★★★★★
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Monday, 22 February 2010
Percy Jackson & The Olympians: The Lightning Thief

I must admit I went into the cinema with very low expectations for Percy Jackson & The Olympians: The Lightning Thief (as stupid and unwieldy a title as I've ever heard). And, to be fair, it wasn't as awful as all that. The film was directed by Chris Columbus (of Harry Potter and Home Alone fame) from a novel by Rick Riordan. Logan Lerman stars as the titular hero, accused of stealing Zeuss' (a tragically underused Sean Bean) lighting bolt and is given fourteen days to return it before there is a war amongst the Olympic Gods. Yes, I probably should have mentioned that Jackson is the son of Greek god of the sea Poseidon (Kevin McKidd) and a human woman, making Percy a demigod, and Zeuss' nephew. Though Percy had nothing to do with the theft, his uncle Hades (Steve Coogan) believes he did and is determined to take the bolt from Percy for himself. Thus, our hero is summoned to a special camp for those of both Godly and mortal parentage, run by the centaur Chiron (a very bearded Pierce Brosnan) so he can learn to defend himself. However, Percy and two friends, the satyr (if you're into nitpicking, which I am, it is actually the Roman version of a satyr. Not Greek) Grover portrayed by an entertaining Brandon T. Jackson and demigod Annabeth (Alexandra Daddario). They then come across various Greek mythical creatures while attempting to return the lighting to its rightful owner. (Though quite why these Greek creatures have all moved to America is uncertain.)
The film is reasonably well acted and directed. The story, while somewhat ridiculous and overflowing with plot-holes, is always entertaining. However, the film just lacks something. I think it's heart. For example (slight spoiler coming up) when Percy realizes his mother is dead, he looks mildly miffed for about 30 seconds then goes about his day as though nothing untoward has occurred! Percy Jackson is also found wanting in comparison to the Harry Potter films through their use of actors. With Harry Potter even if the rest of the film was utter dross, the appearance of such stalwarts as Sir Michael Gambon and Richard Harris before him, Alan Rickman, Gary Oldman, Maggie Smith et al would make the film at least passable. Though Percy Jackson, too, has plenty of stars to name drop, not only Bean, Brosnan and McKidd but also Joe Pantoliano, Uma Thurman and Catherine Keener they feature for only briefly, some for just a handful of minutes.
So. What do I think? This film took more time to present the star rating than anything else I've reviewed (admittedly only 2 films, but still...) but I finally came to a decision. While it's certainly not high art, not everything has to be. The film achieves what it set out to do. It entertains. Kids will enjoy the playfulness and parents won't be checking their watches every 2 minutes. What more could such a film be expected to provide?
★★★☆☆
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Friday, 12 February 2010
The Hurt Locker

The Hurt Locker follows an Explosive Ordnance Disposal (EOD) squad in Iraq. Kathryn Bigelow's film opens with the quote "The rush of battle is a potent and often lethal addiction, for war is a drug" (Chris Hedges). Something Sgt. William James (Jeremy Renner) certainly would agree with. James is willing to put himself in danger to defuse the Improvised Explosive Devices (IED) for the rush he receives. There is no overall story other than following the sergeant's squad (Anthony Mackie as Sgt. JT Sanborn and Brian Geraghty as SPC Owen Elridge) from setpiece to setpiece. As the group get closer and closer to their rotation back to America, James' reckless attitude towards his job causes the careful Sanborn to despise him.
The film's script by Mark Boal moves quickly, but not so quickly that character progression is ignored in favour of action. Bigelow's direction, shaky cameras and grainy picture suit perfectly the tone of the script. The acting is strong, especially Renner's performance though those of Anthony Mackie and Brian Geraghty are solid, rather than spectacular. There are also memorable appearances from Guy Pearce as James' predecessor, Ralph Fiennes as a British PMC leader and David Morse as a colonel enamoured with James' methods and record.
The film leaves without ever precisely explaining why William James does what he does, just that he cannot function without it. And I wouldn't have it any other way, it is an annoying trait of many modern Hollywood films that ALL questions must be answered by the conclusion of the film.
In short, one of the best, original and thrilling war film for years. The Hurt Locker is well deserving of the plaudits it has been winning of late, unlike Bigelow's ex-husband James Cameron's "Avatar".
★★★★★
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Tuesday, 2 February 2010
Avatar
James Cameron's 'Avatar' stars Sam Worthington as Jake Sully an ex-Marine who has lost the use of his legs, who replaces his scientist twin brother as an avatar driver on Pandora a moon of another planet. The avatars look like the indigenous people of Pandora (the Na'vi). The intention is to convince the Na'vi to give up their ancestral home so that the invading humans can mine for Unobtainium (imaginative, I know). Jake is rescued by Neytiri (Zoe Saldana) the daughter of a Na'vi chief. Somewhat surprisingly Jake and Neytiri fall in love. Basically, the film is the bastard love-child of Pocahontas and Dances With Wolves. The racist undertones - the indigenous people NEEDING the white man to help them win - can make the film a little uncomfortable. The fact that many of the Na'vi most noticeably Zoe Saldana are black does not help this situation.
The direction is fine, however, the characterization is poor to say the least. None of the characters are fleshed out. We know little to nothing about Jake's life on Earth or his motivations. Some of the acting is a little ropey, but given the material they are forced to work with I cannot blame that entirely on the actors. Also, Sam Worthington needs to work more on his accents, his native Australian breaks its way through regularly.
The much discussed 3D aspects of the film were, to me at least, unnecessary. The quality hit of making it 3D far outweighed the small improvement gained from the extra dimension. I am, however, willing to admit that this might have just been where I saw it.
The film is fine for 161 minutes of escapism. But to build it up to be the future of movies is just ridiculous. It's not even one of the best films of the year. As a result of the massive hype surrounding the release of the film it becomes a major disapointment. Now Academy Awards, I mean really? Nine nominations? Hm why does Avatar get recognised by the Academy, while The Dark Knight (a better acted and directed film with more originality) had to make do with the minor categories?
'Avatar' has superb effects. However, effects do not maketh the film.
✭✭✭✩✩
Statement of Intent
This blog is my attempt to counteract the elitism shown by many professional film critics. I intend to review every new film I see (which is a fair few) alongside old favourites (and non-favourites) to fill in the gaps when I can't afford to see any new ones.
Films will be rated thus:
✭✩✩✩✩ Truly, truly awful. No redeeming features whatsoever.
✭✭✩✩✩ Pretty bad. But has at least something going for it.
✭✭✭✩✩ Alright. Could have been better. See it if it interests you.
✭✭✭✭✩ Very good. Should see.
✭✭✭✭✭ Excellent. A must-see future classic.
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