Monthly Archives: September 2018

A Week In Film #515: Two new, one old

Sweet Virginia
Sort-of-noir thriller from Jamie M Dagg, which is missing something but is still more interesting than most. Jon Bernthal is a meek motel manager into whose life crashes a sociopathic contract killer (Christopher Abbott).

A Futile And Stupid Gesture
Big, brash and ultimately unlikeable comedy biopic about a bunch of dicks who establish National Lampoon. David Wain directs, Will Forte is Doug Kenned and Domhnall Gleeson is Henry Beard.

Heat
Cold paletted brain fluff. It’s Pacino’s tiny telly I feel sorry for.

A Week In Film #513: Weather with you

Ride Along
Very mediocre (at best) comedy, with flaky security guard Kevin Hart trying to impress surly would-be father-in-law (and veteran cop) Ice Cube. All the cliches you’d expect to be in there are there. Unexceptional and bland stuff from Tim Story.

The Purge: Election Year
James DeMonaco extends his dystopian vision of modern America with a somewhat more hopeful addition to the franchise; definitely not as good as the original, but not without interest. Frank Grillo makes a decent enough hardboiled everyman protagonist, now a security dude for anti-Purge politician Elizabeth Mitchell, though the most interesting strands involve ground level, neighbourhood types like bodega owner Mykelti Williamson and ambulance jockey Betty Gabriel.

De Palma
Interesting, straightforward, chronological doc by Noah Baumbach and Jake Paltrow, with plenty of insight from BdP.

A Week In Film #512: Mussels

Jack Reacher: Never Go Back
Pretty crap, mediocre sequel with Diddy Cruise as Lee Childs’ ex-Army cop turned zen drifter-warrior monk type dude, now caught up in a dull conspiracy involving bent soldiers and military contractors and there’s a woman officer who’s framed and and and zzzz…

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I cannot work out why I keep going back to this. It’s such gung ho nonsense and yet very watchable.