Give Em Hell Malone
Frankie the Crooner: Suck my Sinatra.
It’s been a long time since I’ve cringed so consistently at a film. It’s like someone watched the Usual Suspects, read a bit about the noir genre, and then got a shitload of money from their uncle to finish their first draft script.
A trip to Roosevelt Island + President’s Day
The Thing (2011)
Adam Finch: So, I’m gonna die because I floss
A movie that strips away most of the tension and ambiguity and replaces it with overly clean visual effects, too much CGI, pretty protagonists, americanized Norwegians, a dumbed down and fast tracked plot and nearly none of the tension or craft of the original. Not the worst or most offensive remake in recent memory, but definitely lacking in any real creativity and a totally unnecessary addition to the story.
I don’t know what made me think this…maybe it was the promotional poster. Maybe it was the teaser trailer that I saw before Captain America (don’t laugh, he’s my dad). But somewhere along the line, I fell under the lingering impression that this was an animated Scorsese movie. So I was wrong in that.
I saw this in 2D to purposely avoid the nauseating 3D effect that I’ve come to know-and hate-so well. As a result, my review may miss the mark on how AWESUM the 3D FX WERE, DAWG. SRY. NT RLY.
Visually, Hugo was beautiful, sporting a rich color palette (lotsa blue and orange, but still had a feel to it that was quite a self contained environment) and some colorful, cartoonish characters (the station guard played by Sacha Baron Cohen in particular). I enjoyed the clock/old machine motif and the time lapse Paris shots from above (some of those reminded me of the sweeping animated aerial shots of Edinburgh in The Illusionist ). The whole movie plot-wise is peppered with moments of sentimental cheese that never fail to go a bit over the top.
In all: an enjoyable, feel-good nod to the origins of cinema and the limitless creativity and inspiration a new medium of expression can provide if placed in the proper hands.
Robin Hood (2010)
Being brooding, gruff, and angry for 2 hours does not automatically make for a compelling film, especially when you pointedly skirt the memorable story you’re ostensibly recreating. This is a movie that plods along and never gets to where it should be going, and no big name acting or slick editing can save it from the realm of total boredom.
From Happle Tea in honor of No Shave November