28 Feb
A Blade Runner sequel has been in the works for a few years now, but it appears to be getting rather close to reality. Variety reports director Dennis Villeneuve (Prisoners) is in negotiations to direct with Harrison Ford set to reprise his role as Rick Deckard. The original film was directed back in 1982 by Ridley Scott (Exodus: Gods and Kings).
27 Feb
Nicolas Winding Refn is a vibrant filmmaker who, at his best (Bronson), uses his flamboyant style to brilliantly complement his narrative and, at his worst (Only God Forgives), is hindered by his slavish devotion to formalism which eclipses anything of substance. But all of his films have a common thread: they’re fixated on the most primal urges of masculinity. My assumption of Refn, the man–a chest-puffed, TAPOUT shirt-wearing macho man’s man–is entirely influenced by his work as a director. The new documentary My Life Directed By Nicolas Winding Refn, directed by Refn’s wife Liv Corfixen, shows that the director is not at all like the emotionally-stunted brutes he puts forth in his films. His celluloid masculine ideals are not reflections of himself, but are the hyper-masculinized fantasies of a sensitive man.
27 Feb
Setting a movie in a single location takes a lot of confidence from its cast and crew. The movie has to be interesting enough to keep its characters in one location, such as Rope or Reservoir Dogs, while engaging enough for the audience so it doesn’t get boring or repetitive, such as Buried or Cube. In director Joe Lynch’s new film Everly, the one location premise seems more like a limitation than a strength.
27 Feb
26 Feb
Mads Mikkelsen as an everyman-turned-badass out for revenge in the Old West? Eva Green as a mute moll gunslinger, permanently scarred and under the control of a madman? Jeffrey Dean Morgan as a rugged, ruthless outlaw willing to kill every man, woman and child standing in his way? The Salvation has every ingredient to be a great modern revenge Western. But Danish filmmaker Kristian Levring’s homage to the great American classics is stuck in its genre that has worn out this story with more style, philosophy and thrills. This leaves The Salvation feeling like a middle of the road, paint-by-numbers genre exercise that should have been so much more.
26 Feb
Matthew Vaughn’s Kingsman: The Secret Service would certainly appear, in a superficial manner, to have “something to say.” Its plot, wherein a villain plans to remove most of the world’s population with the exception of the richest and most powerful elite, contains a blunt smack of social relevance. But just where do the film’s political and moral allegiances lie? The story I’ve just described implies an opinion of income inequality that lines up with liberal ideals (and the film at least twice directly references the liberal fable Trading Places). But this is also a film that derides the wasteful and ineffective bureaucracy of large governments and chides one of its leads for blaming his station for his lack of life achievements. Ethical ambivalence is intrinsic to violent action movies. But in one centerpiece scene, already gaining notoriety, Kingsman puts the confusion on gonzo display, not in a manner that clarifies anything but that explodes these issues and more in a way we’ve never quite seen before.
25 Feb
Maps to the Stars is the shittiest movie of David Cronenberg’s career. I never saw that one about a hairlip Ralph Fiennes bumping into catacomb walls or that one where Carl Jung ejaculates into Kiera Knightley’s bulldog underbite, but there’s no way either of them are worse than this. Maps is so bad, it literally gave me eye cancer. Currently, I’m in Rochester, MN receiving experimental corneal treatment at the Mayo Clinic. The prognosis is encouraging, but if surviving this terrible affliction means being forced to live another second in a world where irrelevant Canadian auteurs are free to impotently lift their leg and issue a hot stream of poutine-tinged urine on the Hollywood Sign while muttering in deranged tongues about the blandly obvious and thematically tired grotesquerie of the Entertainment Industry, then I’m no rush to live. What an unholy pit of vipers this terrible world is. I await the cleansing fire.
25 Feb
There’s an incredible lack of focus in Code Black, the documentary film from Ryan McGarry that chronicles the hectic lives of doctors working in the emergency wing of the Los Angeles County hospital, and its relationship to the current state of the healthcare landscape. Having an agenda is fine, but the thesis of Code Black (read: the US health care system is totally fucked) is a completely pedestrian examination of a complicated issue. Furthermore, once the film gets up on its soapbox, it all but abandons the more compelling and humanist stories it establishes in its first act.
24 Feb
In this episode, Kyle and Lincoln discuss the Japanese animated film Space Pirate Captain Harlock.
