Finally, something in sync with . . .Star Trek V?!?!
A band of rebel Vulcans who embrace emotion, predating Sybok. They are the V’tosh Ka’tur and they a) make T’Pol all hot and b) introduce the Mind Meld.
To quote a famous (half) man: fascinating.
I usually can’t wait to write movie reviews, but I’ve been unable to get this one out for weeks. It’s just because I don’t know if I like this movie or not.
Can you respect something, yet hate it at the same time?
I’ll split the difference and grade this a “C+” but any other letter would do just as well.
I’ll get the full review up on UGO soon.
Enterprise’s version of having two characters trapped in a meat locker. It even gets cold.
Science points, though, for really hammering home the vastness of space with subwarp technology.
I was expecting just a standard love story, I didn’t think I’d see a sharp treatise on the devaluation of women in 20th Century culture. What’s smart, though, is how they sneak it in beneath all the fun of a really sweet, slick light comedy. It’s a pretty smart production.
I asked myself, just how bad can this movie be? The answer is, pretty bad.
Shame, as there are a few moments of electricity in the beginning. Then it is a disaster.
Also: is Zooey Deschanel’s character supposed to be mildly retarded? I couldn’t quite figure if she was intentional or not.
Calling this “The Arab Scarface” is a little misleading, since this movie’s form is, for the most part, reserved. What this is is a striking character study and expose of the (French) prison system.
An Arab street kid enters prison with nothing, exits as a new crime boss, having dethroned his Corsican father figure.
That’s the plot – and if it seems simple, fine. There’s a lot more room between the major beats that way for usually unexplored avenues of psychological exploration. Even if the best gag (a ghost blowing cigarette smoke from a slit throat) is taken from Beetlejuice.
To call it Amores Perros in Israel is fair, but misleading.
Set in Jaffa (an Arab section within the borders of Israel) this tale of CRIME DOESN’T PAY offers some real narrative tricks, spinning a tale of troubles on its head from the Israeli, (Christian) Arab-Israeli and (Muslim) Arab-Israeli point of view.
It’s a little confusing at first, but pays off big at the end in a predictably tragic way.
Palace intrigue followed by elite guards zipping around on cords vs. countless infantry.
The production design is laughably good – like sherbet was thrown on the screen, practically, but the story alternates between confusing (wait, which son is that?) and dull (I bet he wants vengeance, now.)
Certainly pretty to look at, but these two hours felt like three and a half.
A thoroughly fascinating movie because it stars someone I absolutely hated. Someone who, if I met through a friend’s friend somewhere, I’d avoid as though she were exuding carcinogenic rays. And she’d probably hate me, too.
Still, fair’s fair. Just because I despise this woman (and, I’m sure, the screenwriter/actress behind the performance) I can’t ignore the craft of this very Nouvelle Vague-inspired film. I recommend this movie, just so you can have something really good to complain about.
Even if you have plans to see the movie you should probably read this book. They work very well in concert with each other. The basic beats are the same in both, but there are some notable changes – making them very interesting parallel texts.
A really sharp alternate history (or “history”) asking what if the Son of Jor-El landed in the Ukraine and became a Soviet Icon.
It’s a really fun story that will delight comics and Cold War nerds. (Plus, it features Cossack Batman in a wool & leather cowl!)
The twist at the end is delicious, too. I offer this up to people who scoff at superhero comics – it’s really, really fun.
There are just enough changes to the script to make this remake of Anne Fontaine’s Nathalie. . . its own. One is trading the attractive-enough Emmanuelle Beart with the zaftig, doe-eyed Amanda Seyfried.
This film proves a film can deal frankly with the subject of sex and have lots (and lots!) of onscreen nudity, yet still not be the least bit dirty.
Good movie – full review to come when I have more time to think about it.
A triumph that you’ll be hearing a lot more about.
A real review on UGO to come but, until then, find out how you can see this movie early!!!
So much funnier than it needed to be.
100 times the movie that piece of empty crap The Hangover was.
Expect a full review on UGO shortly.
I know a lot of people love this movie, but I find it dullsville.
Th dazzling display of planets, stars and galaxies will make you feel insignificant. The narration Whoopi Goldberg is forced to read will make you feel like a remedial student. The seats in the theater shake with each supernova. Pretty damned cool.
