Review πŸ‘‰ Avengers : Endgame

Here we are at the end of all things. It’s been over a decade with over 20 films leading to this, Avengers: Endgame. Starring Robert Downey Jr., Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, Chris Hemsworth, Scarlett Johansson, Jeremy Renner, and many, many more Avengers: Endgame hopes to bring the Infinity Saga as it is known now to a satisfying climax.

It’s a lofty goal but if anyone has a chance to pull it off it is Anthony and Joe Russo. These two directors have now become Marvel stalwarts thanks to their impressive skills with Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Captain America: Civil War and the adored Avengers: Infinity War.

I can’t go any further without stating that there will be spoilers in this review as I have to discuss some aspects of the plot so be wary going ahead. I will also state though I won’t bring anything in that is from the third act of Avengers: Endgame.

Plot!

With the opening of Avengers: Endgame we see the team and the world is still reeling from the events of the “Snapture”. There is however a glimmer of hope with the arrival of Captain Marvel (Larson) and some new leads on Thanos (Brolin). So the gang assemble (as you do for one of these big films) and head out ready to finally make Thanos pay and possibly save the victims of his action.

Unfortunately, revelations are revealed and everyone is broken even more so than the previous battle. Fast forward 5 years and the world and the universe are vastly different. Our remaining heroes are scattered to the four corners of the universe and people are trying to move on. That is until Ant-Man (Rudd) shows up.
Here we are at the end of all things. It’s been over a decade with over 20 films leading to this, Avengers: Endgame. Starring Robert Downey Jr., Chris Evans, Mark Ruffalo, Chris Hemsworth, Scarlett Johansson, Jeremy Renner, and many, many more Avengers: Endgame hopes to bring the Infinity Saga as it is known now to a satisfying climax.
It’s a lofty goal but if anyone has a chance to pull it off it is Anthony and Joe Russo. These two directors have now become Marvel stalwarts thanks to their impressive skills with Captain America: The Winter Soldier, Captain America: Civil War and the adored Avengers: Infinity War.
I can’t go any further without stating that there will be spoilers in this review as I have to discuss some aspects of the plot so be wary going ahead. I will also state though I won’t bring anything in that is from the third act of Avengers: Endgame.

What did you do!?
Avengers: Endgame is a love letter to fans of both the Marvel comics and the MCU. This means it has all the power of the 21 films behind it. Unfortunately, it also has several of the trappings that have been in each of those films that are amplified by such a major event film.
For example, this film is one part a sequel to Avengers: Infinity War but it is also a continuation of Thor’s narrative from Thor: Ragnarok. These two elements do not mix as the choices that the Russo brothers make in regard to Thor are laughable and easily could have been handled better. I can see where they are going with how Thor is handling himself after the events of both Ragnarok and Infinity War but they fumble here and Thor is not the only one who suffers.
Hulk and Captain Marvel are also mishandled in my opinion. Captain Marvel is a plot device not a character in this film. Reports came out recently that Brie Larson filmed this before her solo outing and it shows in how the Russo brothers utilise her. With regard to the Hulk and Bruce, their whole character narrative is fanservice with no real depth to it. It’s a shame because I was looking forward to where Hulk and Bruce were going.
On the positive side Captain America (Evans), Iron Man (RDJ) and Black Widow (Johansson) are handled far better. With Cap and Tony, it’s again further fan service but with Widow, there is a journey and it’s impressive. It’s a combination of great acting on Johansson’s part and interesting narrative choices. In the end though there are two MVP’s in Avengers: Endgame and it’s Jeremy Renner and Paul Rudd. Their respective character arcs are emotionally charged and I loved it. They have quiet scenes that bookend the big brawls and it’s greatly appreciated.
On the topic of the big brawls there is a fair sense of scope and grandeur. The cinematography is decent and there are several moments of awe-inspiring shots that look ripped straight from the comics. They are splash pages in every meaning of the word.
Avengers Assemble!
There are many moments that fans will cheer over. Moments that will have them in tears clutching their significant other and that is wonderful. I myself cried at multiple points in the film but I am a sucker for these tropes.
I can say hand on my heart I will cry at the end of Supernatural when it comes to its conclusion at the end of season 15 but I know that it’s not all been award winning. This is the same fact for Avengers: Endgame.
There are payoffs to many narrative elements for almost every character across the MCU and some of them are great but there are also payoffs that are just jokes and they clash with the tone of what is supposedly an end of an era.
There’s even a section in this 3-hour “epic” that comes across like a victory lap of sorts. Where the cast seems to be like – Hey remember how great this was? It’s unfortunate and it felt like something out of a long-running television series.

Whatever it takes
Avengers: Endgame is a tough film to dissect. In one hand I adored the emotional beats, and several of the character arcs were engaging. However, there are so many issues. The clashing of tones, the misrepresentation of characters from this film as opposed to the last film we saw them in.

There is no doubt in my mind that Avengers: Endgame is going to make a ton of money that fans will eat it up but it is by no means a perfect film.






                                πŸŽ–️3.75 πŸ†







Note : Gambar Signatures nya lagi ga Ada di hp, so pake itu dulu 😁


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Review πŸ‘‰ Fantastic Beasts : The Crimes Of Grindelwald

J.K. Rowling is back. As in really back. If 2016’s Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Themexpanded the universe she first introduced with the Harry Potter stories, then The Crimes of Grindelwald takes things not just wider but deeper. Given this is part two of a mooted five-movie series, Rowling - who again scripts - isn’t even halfway done yet.

It begins in 1927, at the American Ministry of Magic, where the dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald (Johnny Depp) had been held for six months since his capture at the end of the original Beasts. He’s had his tongue removed in order to curtail his powers of persuasion, but that doesn’t stop him mounting a dramatic escape. Cut to London, three months later: Newt Scamander (Eddie Redmayne) arrives at the Ministry where his brother Theseus (Callum Turner) works, along with Leta Lestrange (ZoΓ« Kravitz), Theseus’ fiancΓ©e.

Sibling rivalry notwithstanding, Newt is there hoping to overturn the international travel ban imposed on him after his role in the events surrounding Grindelwald’s arrest. If talk of such bans brings to mind Donald Trump’s actions at the start of his presidency, it’s not the only time Rowling evokes real-world events. Grindelwald, it transpires, is gathering followers to create a new world order ruling over all non-magical beings.

Key to this is the disturbed Credence Barebone (Ezra Miller), now ensconced in a freak show in Paris as he seeks to find his real lineage. “Desperate for family, he’s desperate for love,” coos Grindelwald, all too willing to exploit Credence’s power for his own ends. But Grindelwald is not the only one looking for him. Unbeknownst to the Ministry, Newt is asked to track down Credence by Hogwarts’ very own Professor Albus Dumbledore (Jude Law).

Joining Newt is his no-maj friend Jacob (Dan Fogel), who arrives in London with Queenie (Alison Sudol). Jacob’s memories of their earlier encounters have been restored (or “un-obliviated”) but he’s now under an enchantment. Soon enough, they’re all off to France, with Queenie’s sister Tina (Katherine Waterson) also in pursuit of Credence, for an adventure that comes vividly to life in the hands of director David Yates, who relishes bringing ’20s Paris to the screen.

Notching up his sixth Rowling-inspired film, Yates truly understands what makes the Wizarding World work. Each frame is filled to the brim with detail, whether it’s goblins cleaning windows on floating lifts or a contraption hoovering round the Ministry of Magic (well, someone has to do it). Nor are the ‘beasts’ forgotten, from baby Nifflers cheekily popping champagne corks to the beautiful seaweed-skinned Kelpies, some Japanese water demons, and one lion-like creature that can travel 1,000 miles in a day.

And, of course, Potter fans will get a huge kick out of the scenes that return us to Hogwarts, long before Harry et al got to roam its corridors. Heralded by a blast of John Williams’ original score, shots of the Great Hall and classrooms produce a shiver. And it’s beguiling to see Law’s twinkly eyed Dumbledore giving a lesson. Needless to say, this is no nostalgia trip; Rowling has good reason for going back to school – especially when she cues up flashbacks to the time when the picked-upon Leta and Newt were classmates.

Yet the film really hits its considerable peak in its revelation-heavy final third, with a showdown at PΓ¨re Lachaise. In a film about brothers and sisters, surrogate or otherwise, the Beasts family tree gets all the more thorny, as hitherto unknown - and complex - relationships are unveiled. Meanwhile, the leather-clad Grindelwald’s rally - cut to images of world war and even a mushroom cloud - weaves threads to our own Muggle world. It’s not hard to link this bleached-blond madman’s rise to that of the far right. While the original cast led by Redmayne pick up easily where they left off, the newcomers fit in seamlessly. Law is spot-on with Dumbledore, making a character so indelibly played by Richard Harris and Michael Gambon his own. As for Depp, he plays Grindelwald with sinister menace, but never overcooks it. Credit Yates, too, for ensuring darkness is seasoned with light. “I think this might be the best moment of my life,” says Newt, as his brother gets zapped. Even in the bleakest of times, there’s reason to smile.











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Review πŸ‘‰ Burn The Stage : The Movie

I was going to give this a silly review, but due to a lack of genuine reviews on letterboxd, I'll give this the serious review that it deserves. TLDR: Don't let subject matter of it being about a boyband turn you away; 'Burn the Stage' was a brilliantly executed, edited, and directed documentary and I think certain non-fans would enjoy watching it for it's music history/pop cultural relevancy.

Long version: Most of BTS's documentaries/series thus far have always been lighthearted and humorous, meant to give viewers laughs and cheap entertainment with challenge games, silly animations, and general antics from the members. Most of these docuseries are quite shallow in that BTS and their producers only ever show us a very... staged portrayal of the members and their lives. Things like clips of the members without makeup or bedroom tour vlogs are shown to create a sort of false sense of intimacy, but these series and videos are in actuality quite shallow and leave much to be desired.

'Burn the Stage' completely subverts this precedent and shows us a much more contemplative and introspective portrayal of the members that finally treats them seriously as subjects and profession and less so as objects for entertainment or products to be consumed.

(Spoilers? if you can call it that? below)
Some scenes were almost uncomfortably invasive into the personal matters and crises of the members, such as when Jimin needed to be talked down from a panic attack after his voice cracked during a live performance; or when Taehyung and Seokjin got into a fight with each other minutes before a concert and Taehyung was visibly shaken and crying. The scene where Taehyung and Seokjin try to talk out their fight after the show felt like I was stepping in on a something very private and intimate that you really shouldn't be a part of, kind of like being in the room when your parents are fighting.
I... do have to admit that there's something deliciously, sickeningly voyeuristic about witnessing such personal, sensitive moments; especially in contrast to all the artificial and staged docuseries we've gotten from them in the past. There was definitely a big 'fly on the wall' feeling with a lot of the scenes, and I really liked that a lot.

I think the two things that hit me the most about 'Burn the Stage' are 1) the physical strain/pain the members go through for the sake of their careers 2) the psychological impact of being so famous at such young ages. For point 1, I don't have much to say other than it was gut-wrenching to see things like Jungkook blacking out from exhaustion mid-concert, or Jimin having to sit in a chair for the Macau concert due to muscle pain/injury, or Yoongi hiding his injuries from a car accident to avoid any potential consequences from his company (such as getting fired for being unable to dance). These moments were definitely the most distressing for me personally to watch as a fan, but I'm glad we got to see them.

For point 2, Namjoon's interview where he says (I'm paraphrasing) that he feels like he missed out and will forever miss out on living a life as Kim Namjoon and that he feels like he's permanently stuck with this identity as RM, the idol rapper, and he wishes he could have more a normal life was one of the most personally stirring scenes in the documentary. I don't think he meant to make viewers feel bad per se, especially when he emphasizes how grateful he is that he's able to make a living off of his greatest passion, but when paired together with Jungkook's interview about how his own self-perception and identity have been completely shaped by idol life since he was 13, it definitely makes me question the ethics of supporting a band/industry that denies these seven young men (and thousands of other idols) of a normal life from where they can't travel or have romantic/sexual relationships or go to the grocery store without being questioned, harassed, and mobbed.

Specifically with the case of Jungkook, (he's only about 2 or 3 weeks older than I am, so we're essentially the same age and I do feel somewhat of a kinship with him because of that) knowing that when I was 15, my biggest stress was literally just acne. Maybe it was my mile time for PE class? While I was doing that, Jungkook was debuting officially with the rest of BTS; performing on TV, doing interviews, touring, photoshoots, video shoots, being treated as a product. Realizing that just made me feel like a giant question mark emotionally. Since watching 'Burn the Stage', I can't really stop thinking about what kind of psychological damage has been done to this poor guy by grooming him and molding him into a object for visual consumption since he was 12 or 13.

Anyway! 'Burn the Stage' was an absolute treat. I'd love to see BTS create more serious documentaries and programs like this, but if they don't, I'm very grateful that we got this. I think beyond BTS's fanbase, I think fans of documentaries would get great enjoyment out of watching this; it was masterfully produced. With their slew of records such as being the most discussed celebrity on all of social media in 2017, to their Billboard Music Award wins, to their multiple #1 albums in 2018, BTS are unquestionably some of the world's biggest and most impactful celebrities/musicians of the 2010s. For that, 'Burn the Stage' is also well suited for fans of music history and pop culture history.

I can't yet say if BTS is here to stay or if things like their looming mandatory conscription for the South Korean military and/or their 2020 contract renewal discussions are going to serve as their undoing. (Edit 10/18/2018 LMAO DISREGARD THIS ENTIRE PARAGRAPH THEIR CONTRACTS GOT RENEWED UNTIL 2025 HELL YEAH) But for now, BTS is contemporary and relevant and blazingly powerful in music and media right now, and this documentary captures this moment in time brilliantly. It is... well worth watching.









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Review πŸ‘‰ Hunter Killer


On October 24, 2018, Americans have just 2 days to wait for the latest action-adventure movie showcasing brave and capable American heroes saving the world, a submarine based thriller featuring almost super-hero-like Navy Seals.  Oddly enough, Hunter Killer has a high profile cast of Hollywood stars that are not even American!  Gerard Butler (Scottish, as the captain of the USS Arkansas), Gary Oldman (English, as the American Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff), Caroline Goodall (English, as the American President), David Gyasi (British, as Chief of the Boat on the Arkansas), Troy Stephens (English as the commander of the Navy SEALs squad), and Michael Nyqvist (Swedish).  In spite of the large number of foreign actors in the cast, many of which play Americans, every actor cast to play a nationality other than that of their birth does a creditable job and the audience would be totally unaware of international flavor of the cast if they were not familiar with the actors.  In fact, the casting works well to a satisfying degree.
The short story is, we were entertained by the movie.  Lots of action, nifty special effects and eye candy and the sort of over the top action American audiences seem to adore.  (By American audiences, we include us!)  Sure, some of the action is a little unrealistic, with wounded characters somehow finding the unlikely ability to functions almost without regard to injury at times, giving a level of inconsistency to the film.  No matter how highly you regard Navy SEALs, what 4 men can accomplish against a heavily defended Russian military base cannot possibly approach the level of mayhem and effective action Hunter Killerwants us to believe is possible.  Bits of corny dialog will also draw attention from those looking to analyze the movie as if it were a documentary and not an action-adventure film meant to entertain, not educate.  Along with some of the corn, the humor thrown in has already drawn some critical comment, although our test audience laughed at the right times, so we think the writing must have worked.  Another criticism we have of the film is that the Russian submarine sailors are dressed in what appears to be a dress uniform rather than a working utility type uniform.  What the heck?  Seriously, could the movie makers not have researched the actual uniforms Russians wear when under the ocean?  (By contrast, American submariners are clad in no-nonsense working uniforms.)  Finally, we strongly feel that the extreme resistance to the decisions of Captain Glass, skipper of the Arkansas, by his executive officer were way overplayed in a glaringly unrealistic way that in real life would get the XO locked up on the spot and later court martialed.  Instead, Gerard Butler calmly lives with his recalcitrant, damn near mutinous XO and magnanimously remains his buddy when the coast is clear.  The injection of a Russian submarine captain into the American response is a little ridiculous, as the incredibly fast bonding between the American and Russian captains is most improbable as they team up to save the world.  While the American President is in the thick of early response to the crisis, she is weirdly absent from the most critical part of the operation.
War related movies are seldom without inaccurate depictions of people, weapons, and events, but in this case despite our pointing out of the above flaws in the film, the bottom line is the story works.  Submarines fighting below Arctic ice, Russian political mayhem that threatens the peace of the world, fantastically capable and heroic Navy SEALs, blundering, blustery lily-livered senior officers versus calm, intelligent and serious senior officers, lots of shooting and explosions make for an action film with plenty of action to keep the audience entertained and involved at all times.  Hunter Killer is a fast paced film that provides real tension and gut wrenching developments, even if some aspects are a little hokey.
Hunter Killer (no real spoilers here) is about a US submarine and team of Navy SEALs sent to investigate the sinking of an American and a Russian submarine near an Arctic Russian naval base.  Dire political shenanigans among high ranking Russians threatens the Russian government and the peace of the world, something these few Americans must put right against incredibly long odds.  Not meant to be as somber as a submarine classic such as Das Boot, and without quite the seriousness of The Hunt for Red OctoberHunter Killer is more along the lines of London Has Fallen, White House Down or Olympus has Fallen, The Marine, or Rambo: First Blood Part II.
Hunter Killer addresses the current world situation in which Russia represents a threat to world peace, though in a different way than the current political situation in that country.  The film is definitely entertaining, and we suspect it will be enjoyed by audiences as much as our test audience obviously enjoyed the movie, although with serious competition from Venom and Halloween this October the box office will probably not reflect a decreased box office than the film deserves.  We were wishing the movie had been shown in 3D, so if you get a chance to see the film in 3D, do it!  The running time of 121 minutes seems much shorter, which is always a good sign.
We liked Hunter Killer and we recommend the film to virtually all audiences that love action and “American” heroes.










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Review πŸ‘‰ Goosebumps 2 : Haunted Halloween

While collecting junk one day, best friends Sonny and Sam meet Slappy, a mischievous talking dummy from an unpublished “Goosebumps” book by R.L. Stine. Hoping to start his own family, Slappy kidnaps Sonny’s mother and brings all of his ghoulish friends back to life — just in time for Halloween. As the sleepy town becomes overrun with monsters, witches and other mysterious creatures, Sonny joins forces with his sister, Sam and a kindly neighbor to save Sonny’s mom and foil Slappy’s plan. Kids First! Film Critic Zoe C. comments, “The movie is funny and spooky in equal amounts. There is mystery and discovery all combined in the storytelling.” See her full review below.
Goosebumps 2: Haunted Halloween is spooky, fun and creative! It is very engaging and entertaining throughout the whole film.

The story is about a young boy, Sonny (Jeremy Ray Taylor) and his best friend, Sam (Caleel Harris) who finds a book. When they open it, a doll called Slappy comes out! The boys lose the book, but keep Slappy. The friends are very surprised and a bit scared when they discover that the doll can talk. He seems nice at the beginning. He wants to have a family. But later, the boy, his sister Sarah (Madison Iseman) and his best friend realize he is strange and don’t want him to be part of their family anymore. Slappy has his own personal agenda and decides to create his own family.

He makes Halloween come to life as he invades the whole town with monsters and all the creatures as allies. This is a very scary Halloween for the town of Wardenclyffe, where the story takes place, as all creatures make real chaos. Sonny, Sam and Sarah team up with neighbor Mr. Chu (Ken Jeong) to find the book that Slappy from to figure out how to stop him. They discover that the book can suck up monsters and they are determined to save the city.

The story is based on R.L Stine’s books. This is where Jack Black comes in as he reprises his role from the 2015 film, playing the writer who came to help. His performance as the author is excellent. I love his voice work giving life to Slappy the Dummy.

The movie is funny and spooky in equal amounts. There is mystery and discovery all combined in the storytelling. There’s kind of a homage to horror films, as we see some classic monsters. My favorite scenes are the ones with the Halloween decorations coming to life in the store and the fight with the gummy bears that become real and attack Sonny and Sam.

The effects are very well done. This story focuses on the 3 main characters and the actors did a good job carrying the film. There’s a tribute to the books and literature. There’s a beautiful metaphor with the blank pages in the book which is powerful. It is so interesting and kind of reminded me that reality is scarier than fantasy and there will be more stories to be written. The message of this film is, “when we face our own fears we learn how not to be scared.”









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Review πŸ‘‰ Halloween

After years of waiting for a Halloween sequel that felt like it did justice to John Carpenter’s original masterpiece of slasher horror, David Gordon Green has brought us a vision of terror that gives fans what they’ve been craving.

Forty years after surviving the infamous Babysitter Killings, Laurie Strode (Curtis) is a broken woman, living in self-imposed isolation with enough armaments to start a small war. Her life is devoted to one thing and one thing only: preparing for the inevitable day that Michael Myers escapes custody. And on October 30th, her demented wish comes true, plunging Haddonfield into chaos and putting her daughter (Greer) and granddaughter (Matichak) at risk.
The film opens with the same font and presentation as the original, only this time the jack-o’-lantern begins as a rotten pile of mush that reverses back into cohesion, an early hint that what is about to unfold is a resurrection from a franchise that dwindled into mediocrity. The new theme from Carpenter, his son Cody, and frequent collaborator Daniel Davies, pulsates with the same 5/4 rhythm but updated for a new generation, as is the rest of the score.
We begin with Michael’s story, where we see a duo of investigative journalists (read: podcasters) go to the Smiths Grove Sanitarium where he’s been held ever since the original events. Dr. Loomis has died and Michael’s caretaker is Dr. Sartain (Haluk Bilginer), who finds his subject fascinating to the point that Nietzsche quote “…if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you” is quite prescient. The duo unsuccessfully tries to interview Michael before he is transferred to a new institution, one where he will spend his remaining days. Failing that, they then seek out Laurie too hear her side, although they are far more aggressive towards her than they are towards Michael. This theme runs throughout the first half of the movie, with her community and family ignoring her “always be prepared” mentally, a mistake they clearly realize and suffer from once the blood begins to flow.
Curtis, Greer, and Matichak all shine as the Strode clan. Curtis owns her dysfunctional character with strength and conviction, unafraid to show the emotional and psychological damage her choice of life has imparted. Greer, while not as present as Curtis or Matichak, still has a vital role to play and she does so wonderfully. Matichak, essentially playing a new Laurie, goes through her own character development that feels entirely authentic. The rest of the cast does perfectly well and both Nick Castle and James Jude Courtney breathe vicious and terrifying life into Michael. While he’s not in the movie for long, young Jibrail Nantambu steals the show as Julian, a young boy being babysat.
Packed with gore, although never overly done, Michael’s kills are vicious and cruel. It’s said in the film prior to his escape that Michael is responsible for five deaths. Before he puts on his mask, that number is eclipsed with gleeful abandon. The body count in this film will rival any Friday the 13th entry, so don’t worry whether or not the blood will flow.
Paced very similarly to the original, there are peaks and valleys that allow the shock of deaths to linger before we move on to the next helpless victim. It’s also a chance for the story and characters to develop, which it does quite smoothly. Questions that might arise almost all have good answers, so plot holes are kept to a minimum. And for as intense as it is, Halloween is surprisingly emotional and touching at moments while fiercely hilarious at others. Remember, this is a movie written and directed by those who have a strong relationship with comedy, so they know how to employ it wisely here in ways that don’t feel forced.
Now, I will say that the film isn’t really all that scary. There’s a segment in the third act – which is incredibly strong – where Laurie is on the prowl for Michael and it’s a nail-biting scene but that’s the only part where I felt actual fear and wanted to cover my eyes. Throughout the rest of the film, it’s all predictable but never in a way that feels disappointing. However, it should be noted that this is quite possibly the scariest Michael Myers has ever been.










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Review πŸ‘‰ First Man

The remarkable true story of the Moon landing proves to be another giant leap for director Damien Chazelle’s career, whose star has been on a meteoritic rise for the past few years. The Oscar winning director behind La La Land and Whiplash takes a keen eye and a novel approach to portraying this expansive story, deciding to focus on the man rather than the mission. The end result is a heartfelt and utterly engrossing account that leaves a captivating mark on you.

That’s not to say that First Man isn’t about the nuts and bolts of the Space Race and the plight of the USA to beat Russia to the Moon.It’s all there, but the narrative chooses to explore in greater depth the life of Neil Armstrong – the first man to walk on the Moon – and the struggles and challenges he and his family had to overcome to make history.

Neil Armstrong (Ryan Gosling) is drafted into a high priority NASA mission to reach the surface of the Moon. With the Russians making leaps and bounds in their space program, the race is on to get there with the best minds in their respective fields working overtime to make this dream a reality.Relocating with his wife Janet (Claire Foy) and his kids, Neil must handle the pressures of the job at hand, with setbacks, complications and tragedy poised at every juncture.

What initially grabs you is First Man’s unwavering determination in telling the human interest story first and foremost. There are a lot of milestones and big moments to cram into this story but First Man always has Neil Armstrong’s journey at its core, and that’s why the film works so effortlessly. Ryan Gosling hands in a fantastic performance as a determined man who is challenged daily and who can be fearless in every aspect of his day job, but who struggles to convey the gravitas of the situation to his young children.

A film like this, and especially one that is set in this era (1961-1969), could have taken a lazy approach to the character of Janet Armstrong, just painting her into the background as dressing. Josh Singer’s screenplay, adapted from the book by James R. Hansen, thankfully never lets this happen. Her character is real and integral to this story. Claire Foy is a revelation here and gives the film a real balance and strength with her powerful portrayal. Her exchanges with Neil are a cornerstone to the film’s success.

The supporting talent are all superb too with a who’s who of great character actors all lending their considerable talents to this gem of a film. Jason Clarke, Kyle Chandler, Olivia Hamilton, Patrick Fugit, Ciaran Hinds, Ethan Embry, Shea Whigham, Corey Stoll (as Buzz Aldrin), Lukas Haas and Pablo Schreiber all hand in note-worthy performances that collectively leave a mark on the story. First Man is exceptionally efficient in its storytelling, utilising these actors well in a 2hr 21min movie that never lags or feels superfluous at any point.

The film is blessed with a stellar cast and wonderful creatives behind the scenes, but it also has to succeed in a visual sense. Having the lunar surface scenes filmed in IMAX gives First Man a ghostly beauty that really places you on the Moon. It’s immersive in conjuring its atmosphere and expansive in its scope and grandeur to make this sequence truly breathtaking. Throughout the film you get a very real sense of the physicality of the things that these astronauts have to endure. The movie opens with a staggeringly effective fighter-jet scene which conveys speed in a way that I’ve never seen realised on film before. There are more than a few scenes that will cause a bit of motion sickness too – it’s not pleasant, but vitally important in telling this story.

US Republican’s recently took to bashing First Man, calling the film unpatriotic. It’s anything but that, and their narrow-minded opinions (from people who hadn’t even seen the film in the first place) has certainly taken focus away from what an incredible piece of filmmaking First Man actually is. Their complaints stem from (what they see as) a political statement by Chazelle by not featuring a direct scene about the planting of the US flag on the moon.But the American flag is front and centre of this entire film, and it was an artistic choice to focus on the story of the man behind the moment.

First Man is breathtaking cinema told by a true auteur that is fast becoming the voice of a new generation. Chazelle’s choices behind the lens are staggeringly beautiful and chronicle one of the most incredible stories of human endeavour in a way that leaves a lasting impression on the soul. With Ryan Gosling once again leading the line exceptionally well, First Man lands as one of the finest movies of the year, and one that deserves a huge audience – if just to remind modern society that working together, rather than causing conflict and division amongst ourselves, is the key to our existence and growth as a species.









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Review πŸ‘‰ Venom

Ruben Fleischer’s Venom has many questions to answer. Can it do justice to one of Marvel’s most iconic antiheroes, an alien symbiote that can run, leap and swing like Spider-Man but likes to bite off people’s heads? Can it survive on its own merits and successfully launch its own franchise while Spidey is otherwise engaged in the MCU? Will it compromise 1993 source series Lethal Protector as the PG-13 certificate – 15 in the UK – suggests (Logan and Deadpool dared to go hard-R)? And the two biggies: might it, please God, erase memories of Tobey Maguire dancing in a jazz club, and can Tom Hardy muster up a villainous voice that is in some way intelligible.

The answers are sort of, just about, sadly yes, hmmm, and you betcha – with the help of an industrial sub-woofer. The plot is your standard origin story, as investigative journalist Eddie Brock (Hardy) aims to take down billionaire Carlton Drake (Riz Ahmed), whose Life Foundation has launched a space programme to find cures for the Earthly ills of overpopulation and climate change. As the film opens, we see a homeward-bound shuttle carrying four alien organisms that could possess the key to staving off humankind’s inevitable extinction. Only the ship crashes in East Malaysia and one of the ETs hotfoots it from the wreckage, working through various human hosts while the other three specimens are duly delivered to Drake at his foundation in San Francisco, ready for experimentation to begin.

It’s no spoiler to say that Brock, whose snooping into Drake’s affairs loses him his job and his fiancΓ©e (Michelle Williams), finds himself hosting a symbiote. “I am Venom,” it growls after revealing itself in its full seven-foot, toothy, Gene Simmons-tongued glory. Brock spends the rest of the movie engaged in bicker-banter with the voice in his head and fighting off Drake’s henchmen courtesy of all manner of CGI gymnastics.

Tonally, Venom leaps and stretches like the symbiote itself, hopping from ‘edgy’ character piece (shots of a hunch-shouldered Brock walking the San Francisco streets are Taxi Driver minus the porno theatres) to multiplex-friendly body horror, to riotous buddy-com. Hardy might have been joking (or not) when he said the best 40 minutes of Venom are on the cutting-room floor, but it certainly feels rushed and gutted. The action is solid at best, the computer effects very, well, computer-y, and Williams is granted a role so thankless it makes one of the world’s best actresses seem ordinary.

What saves Venom is Venom. And Brock. Meaning Hardy, who here exhibits a knack for physical comedy that anyone unfortunate enough to see McG’s This Means War could hardly credit. Throwing himself, literally, into the action, he also unleashes a series of yip, yowls and yelps that put Tom Cruise’s Mummy memes to shame. It’s a jerky, whiplash-inducing ride to get there, but come the final act, Venom and Brock have found the perfect symbiosis, and the movie’s found its tone.











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Review πŸ‘‰ Johnny English Strikes Again


Johnny English requires very little brain power to enjoy. In fact, it might be better to turn off your brain all together. Instead, enjoy it for its physical comedy and you’d get a great laugh out of it.






There are very few people who don’t enjoy comedy series, Mr. Bean. With the titular character, Mr Bean played by Rowan Atkinson, the hit comedy series was enjoyed by people all over the globe, bypassing culture and language barriers, all because of its focus on physical comedy.
Then in 2003, Atkinson created another, similarly goofy character with a penchant for physical comedy, Johnny English. It spawned a sequel in 2011 and this year, Johnny English strikes again.
In this newest instalment, Britain is hit by a cyber-attack that exposes all of their secret agents’ identity (just like what Chelsea Manning did, but a little more stealthily). With all their agents’ position compromised, MI7 has no choice but to turn to their retired agent, Johnny English.
As with previous Johnny English movies, Johnny English Strikes Again follows the same plot, that English, for a very silly reason, is the only person the MI7 is able to deploy for a very important mission. Through sheer will and an enormous amount of luck, English manages to save the day.
It’s a simple plot with very obvious plot twists ahead. There were a few cringe-worthy moments that really didn’t need to be there (the less said about the dance floor scene, the better), and for a movie centered around technology, there were way too many moments, including some crucial plot points, that did not follow the rules and laws of technology (that’s not how VR works people).
Watching this movie requires a lot of suspension of disbelief. None of the stories can or will ever happen in real life, but picking this movie apart will take the enjoyment out of it, so it’s better to just accept it for what it is.
Once we can see past the ridiculous plotline, it becomes immediately obvious what this movie is really about: Rowan Atkinson’s physical comedy, of which he is a master of. In a time where most comedy relies on clever dialogues, it’s refreshing to see a movie with Chaplin-esque comedy. There were many times where the audience laughed because of how ridiculous Atkinson’s English looks.
Angus Bough (Ben Miller) makes a great straight man to English’s funny man. His devotion to English is also especially adorable. Ophelia, played by Olga Kurylenko, is the hot foreign spy and sadly, her performance is somewhat forgettable, as if her presence was only to fill in the hot foreign spy trope and nothing else.
Emma Thompson plays the Prime Minister, but seeing this Prime Minister, you’d question why such a person was ever chosen to lead a country. She’s messy, uncoordinated, and a bit of a foul mouth and the great actress is simply not the most enjoyable thing to watch. Again, there’s that suspension of disbelief in play, that a woman with all those qualities could ever be considered to be the leader, let alone actually lead the country.
Overall, the movie is enjoyable for its physical comedy. There’s a moment near the climax of the movie, after all the unbelievable plot lines and dialogue, where Rowan Atkinson shows what he’s good at. It was a moment of pure silliness and ridiculousness that almost made up for just how stupid the moments before it was. And that pretty much summarises this whole movie: silly and ridiculous.












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Review πŸ‘‰ Peppermint


On paper, having the guy who directed Taken bring in an unlikely female action hero and have her wreck shop in a full-blown, guns blazing revenge thriller sounds like a good enough idea. Unfortunately, Peppermint is something that sounded a lot better on paper than it ultimately ended up being. Despite a really solid, unexpected and very compelling performance from Jennifer Garner, this doesn't really rise above the level of very average when it comes to such action flicks, a few very visually exciting sequences aside.
Peppermint centers on a woman named Riley North. She awakes from a coma only to be reminded that her husband and daughter were brutally murdered in front of her. Even though the grieving mother is able to identify those who killed her family, they happen to be part of a very powerful drug operation who have their hands in everyone's pockets, including the judge who lets them go free. Instead of going to her court-ordered mental facility, Riley escapes and spends years planning her revenge. Upon her shocking return, she's a new woman complete with a particular set of skills that she's going to use to burn those that wronged her to the ground.
The movie has a more than good enough premise and a director who clearly knows his way around an action movie. But Peppermint mostly feels like a melodramatic, at times corny and tragically stereotypical exercise. It feels very much like a grab bag of things we've seen plenty of before. One part Taken, one part The Punisher and a healthy does of Death Wish. Sometimes that grab bag approach works. In this case, not so much. There are moments of great humor and very entertaining, extra-violent sequences. Director Pierre Morel hasn't really ever suffered in that department. In this case, he just couldn't manage to elevate the material above cop procedural meets slightly-better-than-Red-Box thriller.
Perhaps the biggest tragedy in this whole thing is the idea of turning Jennifer Garner into an action star at this point in her career is a pretty awesome. She tried with Elektra and, as we all know, that didn't go so well. Yet, Garner has worked a lot over the years and is an actress who is in many ways underappreciated. It was a cool idea to have her do something like this and it's a damn shame she didn't get a better a movie to do it in. Garner really looks the part, acts the part and pours herself into it. She is easily the best thing about Peppermint. But it only serves to frustrate because none of the performers around her, save for the stunt guys doing good work when the bullets are flying, don't come up to her level. It feels like she really put the work in. It was a good idea executed to a disappointing level of success.
With Peppermint, it's not even a case of this being a terrible movie. It's certainly not going to ascend high on anyone's list of great action movies or revenge flicks, but it's not an unmitigated disaster or total schlock fest. It's just disappointing. This felt like something with potential that it never comes close to living up to. And with a movie like Mission: Impossible -Fallout still in theaters, it would be downright irresponsible of me to recommend one actually go spend their hard earned money to see STX's latest. But please, someone give Jennifer Garner another shot at being an action hero in a better movie.








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Review πŸ‘‰ The Nun

First appeared in the movie The Conjuring 2, and had a cameo at Annabelle: Creation, Valak, or the devil in the form of a mysterious nun this time got special attention through The Nun.

Action and looks creepy. Director Corin Hardy (who once made The Hallow) gave many surprises through unexpected scenes and surprising music throughout the film.

The continuous shock effect then makes the audience will be at one point to not stand not laughing because of it. Laughing at yourself and how nervous and stupid the characters in the movie are who like to walk alone in the midnight grave.
Incidents in the old church

The Nun was opened with a scene in a castle building that was transformed into an old, scary church in Romania, in 1952. Two nuns carrying only a teplok lamp as lighting was in infinite fear. They stopped at the door that said 'God Ends Here' or 'God stopped here'.

One of them then suddenly 'disappeared' behind the dark because of a mysterious figure. Another nun ran frightened to save herself and then died 'hanging herself'.

This incident became a case which was later investigated by Father Burke (Demian Bichir), and Sister Irene (Taissa Farmiga) sent by the Vatican church of Rome. Both met with Frenchie / Maurice (Jonas Bloquet) who witnessed the discovery of the corpse of the dead nun hanging himself.
For the sake of the investigation effort, the three were then 'forced' to enter the scary and feared old church to find out what was the cause of the incident. Investigations that make them trapped in various strange and creepy events.

Irene, like Lorraine's character at The Conjuring, has the ability to see 'the invisible with the naked eye'. The vision he had was related to the figure of Valak (Bonnie Aarons), the devil was in the form of a nun, which was dangerous and took many victims. In his vision he also met other nuns, Sister Victoria (Charlotte Hope) and Sister Oana (Ingrid Mute).

In the last half of the film, the three main characters must survive among strange events, from being buried alive, whipped, thrown into the air, and or hit hard objects.

The Nun film gave a relentless shock effect.






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Review πŸ‘‰ Searching


Searching is the new thriller directed by Aneesh Chaganty. Widowed father David Kim (John Cho) searches for his missing teenage daughter (Michelle La) with the help of multiple laptops and hard-talking detective Rosemary Vick (Debra Messing). All the action takes place on screens; the mystery unfolds through texts, FaceTime, YouTube and video blogs.

While some may have their doubts about watching what is essentially a filmed set of screens for nearly two hours, this unusual set up soon feels natural. After all, many of us spend a lot more than two hours without looking away from a screen in our daily lives.

The portrayal of familiar online habits on the big screen is cleverly used for comic effect. The constant rewriting of messages and the replacement of the jovial exclamation mark for the famously passive aggressive full stop is fully relatable and funny to watch. Some of the visuals are also arresting because they are taken out of their familiar context. Most notably, David’s screen saver is transformed into an enormous malignant jellyfish when shown without the borders of a laptop.
The clever parallels between the title, Searching, and the extensive use of search engines (particularly Apple’s “Finder”) throughout the film invite us to look at how we use the internet. Google asks us to “Search Google or type URL,” but when the missing object is a person rather than the answer to inane questions, these words take on a much more frightening currency.

Searching maintains a fantastic tension throughout the search for Margot. The contrast of the horror of the situation and recognisable ordinariness of the technological format is extremely effective in unsettling the audience.

The twists are truly chilling. By the end, there are perhaps just too many wrenching turns, which slightly dents the believability of the film. This is the only thing stopping Searching from getting a solid five-star review. It is a wonderfully sharp, brutally tense and inventively shot thriller that shows the blossoming possibilities of technology in film.







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Review πŸ‘‰ The Meg

MaryAnn’s quick take..


Jason Statham versus a giant prehistoric shark. It’s never less — yet also never more — than you expect, and never more suspenseful or scary than it is cheesy. But whatev.


What, you need more?
Okay.
Jaws’ reputation as the best shark movie ever is safe, but yes, they’re gonna need a bigger boat. Jurassic Park’s reputation as the best ancient-creature-in-the-modern-world movie ever is safe, but yes, the scientists were so preoccupied with whether they could, they didn’t stop to think if they should. Oh, they’re not genetically engineering enormous extinct ocean predators here, but there’s definitely some meddling in realms that humans were not meant to blah blah blah.
More?
Are you ready for this?
Stath goes hand-to-fin with the giant prehistoric shark.
If that is not enough for you, then you needn’t bother with The Meg. You are not among those being pandered to with this movie, which is very ecumenical in its pandering:
• There’s the literary crowd: Statham’s (The Fate of the Furious, Mechanic: Resurrection) deep-sea-rescue diver is haunted by the spectre of the monster that killed his crew — his best friends! *stifles manly sniffle* — five years earlier. A creature that no one believed him when he said it existed. But now! Vindication and revenge shall be his — maybe — Moby-Dick style.
• There’s the classic-sci-fi crowd: The Megalodon, the giant shark, has been disturbed from its hidden underwater realm, a place cut off from time or evolution or whatever, just like The Lost Continent, except on the ocean floor.
• There’s the “Chinese production money must be acknowledged” crowd, so we get significant sequences set in Shanghai, and a cast that also features the awesome Bingbing Li (Transformers: Age of Extinction) — as the scientist who knows sharks, and whose offshore research station is ground zero for the shark havoc — and adorable little Sophia Cai as her daughter.
a Seriously, Statham has found a terrific niche for himself starring opposite badass little girls; see also 2012’s Safe and 2013’s Homefront. He and Cai together onscreen here are non-shark highlights. He is thoroughly charming with little girls. So there’s another crowd being pandered to: the one that likes to see tough guys softened by kids.
• There is the crowd that is grateful for totally and pointedly gratuitous male nudity, a crowd that is sadly almost never appeased onscreen. Statham doesn’t even do anything for me, and yet I was delighted to be pandered to in this way. Thank you, The Meg.
That said, the crowd that appreciates cheesy movies — I count myself in this one — may be just a tad disappointed. The Meg is certainly more cheesy than suspenseful or scary, but even cheesier still would be better. The script — by Dean Georgaris (Tristan & Isolde, The Manchurian Candidate) and Jon and Erich Hoeber (as a team: Red 2, Battleship) — leans on so many clichΓ©s of action melodrama and disaster flicks. But it never leans quite hard enough. You’re never really sure if the movie intends to make you laugh at the terrible and often histrionic dialogue, or if it’s genuinely offered as would-be serious and emotional drama. I laughed out loud quite a few times. Maybe it doesn’t matter whether the movie wanted me to or not. But I think if it wanted me to, it would have done it more often. Director Jon Turteltaub (The Sorcerer’s Apprentice, National Treasure: Book of Secrets) seems to want to tightrope between comedy and horror, and so the movie doesn’t totally satisfy in either direction. (This is based on the bestsellling novel of the same name by Steve Alten, which doesn’t seem to bear much resemblance to what ended up onscreen. The book also doesn’t sound like it is meant to be funny.)


The Meg isn’t quite as much big dumb ridiculous fun as Rampage, from earlier this year, in which the Rock and his giant gorilla pal fight a giant croc and a giant wolf. (There’s only one species of big bad here, alas.) It’s never less — yet also never more — than you expect. But as big dumb ridiculous action movies go, this one… well, The Meg will do until the next one shows up, though it will probably already be forgotten by then.







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Review πŸ‘‰ The Equalizer 2

In all of his years in the film industry, Oscar-winning actor Denzel Washington has never been in a movie sequel. Until now. Director Antoine Fuqua’s “The Equalizer 2” changes that and marks the first time Washington has returned as a character he has previously portrayed.

In “The Equalizer” (2014), Washington played Robert McCall, the manager of a hardware store in the Northeast part of the United States. In “The Equalizer 2,” McCall is a Lyft driver who takes nefarious characters to and from their destinations.
“The Equalizer 2” is a violent film, but the violence is justified within the parameters of the storyline. Also returning to the story are Oscar-winner Melissa Leo (“The Fighter”) as Susan Plummer and Bill Pullman (“Independence Day”) as Brian Plummer. The duo portrays a married couple who have stayed in contact with McCall, even though he is “officially dead.” I do not mind vigilante-based movies because the heroes have set rules and moral codes that guide them through their journeys. For instance, the Bruce Willis-led “Death Wish,” in which hero Dr. Paul Kersey helps people in the hospital get back on their feet. Most recently, Willis starred in an update of “The Magnificent Seven” (2016). The film, also directed by Fuqua and starring Washington, allowed Willis to bring his street-wise sensibilities to an Old West setting. The closest Washington has come to a remake was his starring role in Oscar-winning director Jonathan Demme’s update of the “The Manchurian Candidate” in 2004 in which Washington plays a brain-washed soldier returning from a war. His character Ben Marco was played by Frank Sinatra played in the original John Frankenheimer classic. A subplot in “The Equalizer 2” deals with an elderly person who is thought to suffer from dementia and finds out that he wasn’t crazy. I’m all in when the heroes are justified in their calling.

All in all, “The Equalizer 2” does what it’s supposed to do. It entertains us for the brief time we spend as members of the audience.







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Review πŸ‘‰ MISSION : IMPOSSIBLE - FALLOUT


An old franchise finds new heights for a whole genre.

How good is Mission: Impossible – Fallout? Three quarters of the way through it I realized I had totally forgotten I was supposed to be reviewing it. Why’s that a big deal? Well, have you ever tried counting the nuts and bolts on a rollercoaster in the middle of the ride?
That is perhaps the most tired metaphor for action cinema. “A real rollercoaster!” But exiting the theater that was the only metaphor that really made sense. The propulsive nature and relentless tension of the experience of Fallout pulls the feeling over two and a half hours that you’re used to waiting two and a half hours for to experience for a minute and a half. This movie should come with a warning for pregnant mothers and riders with heart problems.
Over an improbable twenty-plus years and now at a truly impossible 56 years old, star and producer Tom Cruise has mastered the art of separating your body’s reflexive responses from your intellect’s knowledge. Stunt after stunt, sequel after sequel, Cruise makes the ghost of Evel Knievel blush with his latest death-defying act. And while your brain may know that Tom Cruise’s Ethan Hunt probably wont die in the first ten minutes of a movie about him… your body lurches up in its seat, your jaw drops, your pulse rises. If you’re afraid of heights, you might even get nausea.
That is no small feat, and Fallout is a film of no small feats. Tenuously connected and always featuring a different director (until now) the Mission series made its bread and butter in being an action sampler platter, serving the audience the same cuisine via different dishes each time out. This time Oscar-winning writer and current Team Cruise MVP Christopher McQuarrie (The Usual Suspects, Valkyrie) makes his mark as the first returning writer/director of the franchise after already making his mark decidedly on it with the exemplary Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation. But this move hardly represents Cruise and Paramount merely pulling leftovers from the back of the fridge.
Fallout may have a familiar plot – terrorists want plutonium to do deathly destructive things – but wrinkles that familiarity with the presence of Henry Cavill’s CIA bludgeon, Walker – sent to monitor Hunt and crew in a fantastic “will they/won’t they” kill each other punch-com, as well as returning other favorites and antagonists from the OG’s like Ving Rhame’s Luther Stickell to more current All-Star’s like Rebecca Ferguson’s to-meet-her-is-to-love-her Isla Faust and Sean Harris’s quiet creeper with confident menace, Solomon Lane. But from these highlights down to Angela Bassett and Alec Baldwin’s agency boss characters, to particularly Michelle Monaghan’s surprising (but it’s in the trailer guys) return as Ethan’s once-upon-a-time wife – this Mission sets itself apart maybe with less a new brand of action, than with a heavy dose of emotion. Everyone has some degree of pathos to play; and while you’ll white-knuckle through action beats, you’ll be shocked at how much you’re feeling in a 20 year old action franchise too. Stakes are more applicable than they’ve ever been, and plutonium too, is made personal.
Tom Cruise gives a performance through all of this that says not just “look how fast I can run!” but “don’t forget I’m one of our great actors”. His dedication to the dangerous is obviously impressive, but his more imperceptible commitment to craft shows why we’re lucky to have such an actor playing this role with a subtle, purposeful nuance that could be unguided wooden flotsam in a lesser performer’s hands.
This is all, in thanks, to Fallout finally cracking one of Ethan Hunt’s defining characteristics (besides merely being Tom Cruise). Frustrating philosopher Jeremy Bentham and Vulcan Mr. Spock, Ethan Hunt shorts out when confronted with the choice to choose the needs of the many over the needs of one or a few, and simply will not. A person’s life, stranger or bestie, is equally as important as a continent’s to this hero. What feels like a simple philosophical exercise also provides new levels, moments and inventive instances of tension throughout this installment. There is a maze, a labyrinth plot of action sequences and double-crosses that leads to that plutonium Hunt and his team need to save the world, but who will Hunt go through to get there, and can he? This dynamic adds a nice foundation of emotional stakes that’s amplified through every familiar face Hunt encounters, and every stranger he’s faced with threatening.
Bad guys, however, still get disposed of with aplomb. And there are plenty of bad guy bricks to build out this movie’s myriad action sequences. Watching Fallout after the rest of the series is a bit like knowing Bruce Banner, thinking he’s a pretty tough guy you’d rather not mess with, only to see that bastard turn into the HULK. Some familiar features are still there — a motorcycle chase, a beat ’em up rendezvous with assassins, a stunt on a rope — but they’re presented with such adrenaline and ferocity that you’d swear you’d never seen them before, and maybe want to hide under your chair.
It is perhaps not widely known that Cruise and his Impossible creative compatriots think of action beats and stunts first and then find a cohesive way to retrofit them into an appropriate plot. And while that makes story take a literal backseat, you’ll never sense it, even as it has the upside guarantee of making every action sequence mount, and mount, and intensify and outdo the last in a tantric exercise that would shame even Sting or Christian Grey. But damned if it isn’t exhilarating.
It’s difficult to applaud each of these without giving them, or their sequence away, but if Brian DePalma’s low angles and split-diopters defined Mission at the first, and John Woo’s doves and flames sent Mission to peak (now sorta silly) 2000 cool in M:I-2, decades and directors later McQuarrie in his second installment has solidified his own trademark — impact. Every punch, leap, collision and shot hits to shatter, snap, break. This carries over into the plot as well, with each wrinkle being decidedly felt, and is all shot in beautiful wides or breakneck mid-to-close. When Tom Cruise jumps out of a plane that’s flirting with breaking the Earth’s atmosphere, you will feel it in your throat. When he flies through porcelain in a bathroom brawl, you’ll wonder if your doctor has openings tomorrow, when he engages in a dizzying helicopter chase and duel, you’ll giggle as you break from sanity – the mind and body having completely surrendered to this movie’s elevated, unmatched madness – only for it to then dare you to go two steps further. And it’s all jarringly, breathtakingly real. There is no doubt it is Cruise hanging under the helicopter or jumping from the building as much as there’s no denying the gorgeous cinematography that captures Paris, London or the mountains of Kashmir in the background.
Mission: Impossible – Fallout is the best movie of the summer. In a summer full of hits “McQ”, Cruise and the rest of the IMF crew have found a way to make their earthbound spy game, in it’s sixth iteration, hit harder than Thanos’s gauntlet, franchise veteran Brad Bird’s beautifully staged Incredibles sequel, than a CGI mutant dinosaur, than The Rock fighting a building with his bare hands. From the opening moments of Lorne Balfe’s percussive score (the best since Whiplash or  at least since you discovered the kitchen pots and pans could make disconcerting noise if you hit them with a spoon) you know you’re in for something hilariously and gratefully unrelenting, a marathon of entertainment. That’s before iconic theme’s been heard or a title card’s been seen. This movie is special. It has nods for the die-hards and new wrinkles for those accepting their first mission. It is probably one of the greatest action movies ever made, one of the most technically impressive movies I’ve ever seen, and a lifetime achievement award for an actor who’s been dogged at upending our expectations for nigh a lifetime in Tom Cruise. I hope there’s more. I almost can’t comprehend how their could be. I thought we ran out of things for Ethan Hunt to jump off of two movies ago.
I love James Bond. Batman. Whatever Dom, Letty and their crew are up to these days. What Marvel has done rivals Zeus and his Olympians. But Mission: Impossible – Fallout just put them all on notice with a paternal pat on the head. Everything they’re doing is cartoon cute. This is now the preeminent action franchise. Everyone else is just smashing action figures together in a sandbox.





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Review πŸ‘‰ Avengers : Infinity War

Not infinity perhaps, but a really, really big finity war. Colossal, cataclysmic, delirious, preposterous – and always surreally entertaining in the now well-established Marvel movie tradition. It’s a gigantic showdown between a force of cosmic wickedness and a chaotically assembled super-team of Marvelsuperheroes made more complicated by Doctor Strange’s tendency to multiclone himself in moments of battle stress.

There are some very unexpected family relationships that we had no idea about – potentially compromising unity in the face of encroaching evil. There are also some very surprising deaths – of which, of course, the less said the better. There are, moreover, some surprising omissions in the cast list. Or are there?

Avengers: Infinity War is a giant battle for which directors Anthony and Joe Russo have given us touches of JRR Tolkien’s Return of the King and JK Rowling’s Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The film delivers the sugar-rush of spectacle and some very amusing one-liners.


Whatever else it does, this Marvel movie shows its brand identity in the adroit management of tone. One moment it’s tragic, the next, it’s cracking wise. It’s absurd and yet persuades you of its overwhelming seriousness. And there are some amazing Saturday-morning-kids-show moments when you feel like cheering.

Earth is being threatened by a massive malign hunk with a huge ridgey chin called Thanos, played by Josh Brolin. If he can gain ownership of all the talismanic infinity stones and place them in the holes in his custom-built gauntlet then he will have the ultimate power to destroy anything he wishes in the universe. And he has a chilling wish for mass slaughter of half the sentient beings in existence, ostensibly so that the other half will have enough food to eat – but really so they will bow down to him as the tyrant lord.

Ranged against him, of course, are the good guys who come together not in a single phalanx but a constellation of improvised groupings, in which the alpha males have a tendency to bicker. Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr) is nettled by Doctor Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch) and his supercilious air of intellectual superiority – and vice versa. Spider-Man (Tom Holland) shows up and annoys the hell out of them both with his milliennial’s flair for pop culture references.

Thor (Chris Hemsworth) finds himself having to do a ride-along with the Guardians of the Galaxy and Peter Quill (Chris Pratt) is intimidated by Thor’s godlike machismo and finds himself trying to do the basso profundo voice.

Vision (Paul Bettany) and Wanda Maximoff (Elizabeth Olsen) are tormented by the glowing stone in Vision’s blue head, and they’re agonised by the thought that self-destruction is the only way to keep it out of Thanos’s huge mitts. Their own situation brings them into contact with Steve Rogers (Chris Evans) – who prefers his non-super name now, not Captain America, and also the always frowning Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson), together with the frankly traumatised Bruce Banner (Mark Ruffalo).

Scenes and situations whoosh by like a bizarre and bizarrely exciting dream. A sudden trip to Wakanda, with its secret world of remedial hi-tech surgery, seems entirely plausible. T’Challa, or Black Panther (Chadwick Boseman) greets the visitors with his habitual Shakespearean bearing and princely calm.

Inevitably, there is a little confusion. Groups of superheroes clash and each thinks the other is on Thanos’s side. “What master do you serve?” shouts one, awkwardly. “You mean – like Jesus?” comes the exasperated reply. No. Thor is the only god around here and even he isn’t guaranteed a result. It’s all in the cosmic balance.

In theory, all these superheroes crammed into one movie should trigger the law of diminishing returns and the Traveling Wilbury effect. And yet somehow in its pure uproariousness, it works. It’s just a supremely watchable film, utterly confident in its self-created malleable mythology. And confident also in the note of apocalyptic darkness.

I know it’s silly. And yet I can’t help looking forward to the next supersized episode of mayhem.






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