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Friday, May 6, 2011

Starting The Summer With A Thunderous Thud: A Review of THOR

Expected grade: 7/10
Actual grade: 4/10
(For a full explanation of my grading system, check out this post.)

We are fortunate enough to have been witness to a rise in quality in superhero blockbuster movies over the past decade. Starting with the Spiderman and X-Men franchises and culminating in the zeitgeist-defining Dark Knight, various characters have made the leap from comic book to big screen to both commercial and critical success. It is subsequently even more disappointing when a superhero movie fails to live up to this admittedly very high bar. I must confess that I went into this movie with fairly high expectations, knowing it was from the Marvel universe (that also spawned the terrific Iron Man) and that Thor would be joining said superhero and many others next summer in the highly anticipated Avengers. But I couldn't help but feel disappointed as the credits started rolling.

First of all, IMDB has no less than eight people credited for writing this film (3 for the comic book, 2 for "story," and 3 for the actual screenplay). It is no wonder that with a such a hodgepodge of ideas, inspiration and talent, that the end product would be at the very least uneven. And it is. Whereas Iron Man (another Marvel franchise) found a sharp, pithy sense of humor in which to set its action, the only humor to be found in this film is the "fish out of water" slapstick of watching the Old Timey-speaking Thor try to adjust to life on Earth. Other than that, the film takes itself very seriously (read: too seriously). Thor's character development is practically non-existent. The main journey is supposed to be him overcoming his arrogance and becoming worthy of the hammer, but this "journey" was so abrupt, underdeveloped, and unbelievable that the whole film eventually lost any thrust or power it did have. And Natalie Portman's character, Jane, is so two-dimensional I couldn't believe she agreed to do it. Granted, I haven't read the comic books, but she and her two even more useless sidekicks (Stellan Skarsgard and Kat Dennings) do hardly anything other than stand and gawk on the sidelines at Thor while he raves about his hammer and finally beats some stuff up at the end. We are supposed to believe that after one glimpse at his admittedly admirable abs, Jane has fallen madly in love with Thor. And then, in the final confrontation, we are supposed to believe that it is difficult for Thor to make a choice between Jane and vanquishing evil after sharing one short kiss with her. There was so little chemistry and so little character development between Thor and Jane that I actually felt insulted by how much I was supposed to be suspending my disbelief.

Secondly, there's the acting. Remember when Iron Man came out? It was such a pleasant surprise, because it was so much better than anyone expected it to be. But what made it so great, at least in my opinion, was the acting. Robert Downey Jr and Gwyneth Paltrow had such a believable, zingy rapport that was truly a delight to watch, and Jeff Bridges was a wonderfully hammy villain. In the hands of less capable actors, the same movie would probably have been much less successful. Chris Hemsworth, the newcomer who plays Thor, is nowhere near the level of Robert Downey Jr in terms of talent, charisma, or anything, really. He certainly looks the part of a Norse god, but looks are not enough to carry a whole film. And Natalie Portman is so wasted in this film, as I said before, that even her now-Oscar-worthy talents can't save it. Anthony Hopkins is a breath of fresh air in his meaty but regrettably brief role of Odin.

Finally, and most importantly, there's the source material itself. As I stated before, I've never read the comics, but my biggest problem was with how un-relatable it was. That, in my opinion, is what has made other superhero movies of late so great. Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Bruce Wayne: these are all men, flesh and blood, mortal, complete with flaws. Thor, by definition, is a God, and as such, it is much harder to identify with his struggle. He's gorgeous, heir to a massive, magical kingdom, stronger than any enemy, wields one of the most powerful weapons in the universe, and his biggest problem is overconfidence? I wish that was my problem. Many people are praising Kenneth Branagh for making a superhero movie so Shakespearean, but in my opinion, he didn't need to make an already epic story more epic. The movie needed a director who would tone it down and humanize the story so we as the audience could relate to the hero. For instance Peter Parker, a teenager who develops powers overnight and takes on the responsibility of the safety of all of New York; or Tony Stark, an alcoholic playboy who, after being kidnapped by terrorists, finds himself dying and his only legacy that of war and weapons; or Bruce Wayne, fighting to protect the city he loves only to have its citizens turn against him. All of these movies have found something deep and true to say about the human condition.

Everyone remembers the phrase "With great power comes great responsibility" from Spider-Man or even "You either die a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain" from The Dark Knight. These were the thought-provoking kernels at the heart of those big fancy action movies. Thor contributes very little to this conversation. It is essentially loud, empty action, a feature-length advertisement for The Avengers.

I was hoping for a film on par with Iron Man, and instead got a completely average action flick. If you are a huge comic book/superhero fan, I won't say don't go. But if you were on the fence about seeing this, I would encourage you to save your money. There are plenty more blockbusters coming out in the next few months. If there was one good thing about Thor (besides its art direction, which I must say was beautiful), it was that it set a relatively low bar for the summer -- it can only get better from here, right?

Monday, April 25, 2011

Into the Further: A Review of INSIDIOUS

Expected grade: 6/10

Actual grade: 8/10

(For a full explanation of my grading system, check out this post.)


I am a huge fan of scary movies, so going in to Insidious, I was expecting to have a good time. However, all the posters and promotional materials heavily feature a young boy looking creepy, and therefore it was easy to expect an evil-child-themed movie, which has been overdone recently with the remake of The Omen, Orphan, and Joshua (among many others). Furthermore, realistic horror movies with real people terrorizing other real people (see The Strangers, etc) have always scared me more than the supernatural (ghosts, zombies, etc), so while I was expecting to enjoy the movie, I wasn’t necessarily expecting it to be a new favorite.


Insidious, directed by James Wan and written by Leigh Whannell (who also made Saw and Dead Silence), is, as it turns out, one of the scariest movies I've seen in a long, long time. It was atmospheric, intense, beautifully shot, and well-acted by both Rose Byrne and Patrick Wilson in the roles of the beleaguered and terrorized parents. The scares are many and varied, with no false scares like a cat jumping out of a closet to evoke cheap screams. There's also zero gore. The terror is genuine and unrelenting. I will admit that even as a 22-year-old man, I watched much of it from between my fingers.


A major complaint about the movie I've heard is that it's unoriginal and copies other classic horror films such as Poltergeist. In my opinion, while the film indeed draws inspiration from several different sources, it manages to string these themes into a fresh, new take on the traditional "haunted house" story with a twist.


My only complaint is that the movie ceases to be as scary once everything is explained about two-thirds of the way through the film. It doesn't stop being scary entirely, but it definitely becomes more eerie and creepy than truly, gut-wrenchingly terrifying once we as an audience have been let in on what exactly is occurring. The explanation is obviously necessary for the understanding of the film, but it is testament to the fact that the unknown is infinitely scarier than the known.


Finally, there's the ending. It doesn't end with the plot tied up in a neat little bow, neither in a "They vanquished evil!" nor a "Everyone died!" way. There's a final twist, and then it just...ends. The audience is given no time to experience the fall-out of the twist. All of a sudden the credits are rolling. Initially, I felt incredibly dissatisfied and unhappy with this, but as time passed, I began to admire the creators' choice to end the film as they did. I didn't feel any more satisfied, but I did feel more impressed that they chose to take such a risk. The creators made this world, brought us into it, and then rather than wrapping it up satisfactorily so we could go back into our own lives, they simply ended it, leaving the threads they'd woven dangling in our minds. Whether satisfied or not, I was definitely still thinking about the movie long after I'd left the theatre, and this, I believe, was their intention. If so, they were incredibly successful.


Watching this movie was an extremely stressful experience, but also an extremely cathartic one. I am a scary movie junky -- I love the adrenaline rush that accompanies the terror. If you are also a fan of horror movies, this is an absolute must-see. If not, then you should probably steer clear -- this is not the place to start. It is the closest thing I've seen recently to the classic, gothic, atmospheric horror movies of the past. It is refreshing to see a movie that relies more on psychological terror than blood and guts to scare its audience.


PS- I promise I won't only be reviewing horror movies! Pure coincidence that my first two reviews happened to be both of scary movies. :)


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

In Defense Of Ghostface: A Review of SCRE4M

Expected grade: 7/10
Actual grade: 8/10
(For a full explanation of my grading system, check out this post.)

Let me get one thing on the table right away: I freaking LOVED Scream 4. I thought it was one of the most effective, spookiest and funniest horror sequels I've ever seen. It was definitely my favorite Scream movie since the original. The showing I went to was sold out and full of people screaming in terror and clapping in delight. However, the film pulled in only $19.3 million its opening weekend, compared to Rio's $40 million opening at the same time (which is incidentally the biggest opening so far this year). Why did this happen? In a fascinating article I read on EW.com, readers were polled to answer the question "Why didn't you see Scream 4?" The possible answers were 1) "I read the reviews," 2) "I lost interest in the franchise," 3) "There was something better to see, and 4) "Another reason, which I'll tell you about in the comments." The winner? Approximately 50% of voters answered with #2. The least voted response? #1. So maybe there is hope! Mediocre reviews were the least compelling reason people didn't go see it. And the main reason was that it has just been too long since the last Scream movie came out (11 years). (Incidentally, the original Scream grossed only $6.3 million its opening weekend and went on to become one of the best-loved horror films of all time.)

The fact that a film as inventive as Scream 4, with well-loved characters and a script full of zippy dialogue, can gross only $19.3 million, whereas Saw 7 pulled in $24.2 million in its opening weekend is a travesty. Was Scream 4 a perfect film? No. It is still a slasher movie and therefore adheres to slasher movie tropes even while pointing them out and making fun of them. This "meta"-ness is what made the original Scream so famous, and now, fifteen years later, is starting to feel a little tired. But without the discussions of the "rules" and everything else that makes Scream meta, it wouldn't be Scream anymore -- it would be just any other horror movie. The addition of the phenomenon of our society's obsession with filming and live streaming everything feels a little forced and actually ends up being underused in the movie.

But what has always made the Scream series different from other slasher movies is that it is the heroes that remain constant, while the villain changes every film. Whereas Halloween always has Michael Myers and Friday the 13th has Jason and Elm Street's got Freddy, the thread throughout the Scream films is Sidney, Gale and Dewey. This, in my opinion, makes the movies more meaningful, as we are always watching characters we love and care about. They're not just disposable archetypes that you know will be gone by the next film. Watching this movie is like watching old friends -- you cheer them on and genuinely want them to survive.

Scream 4 also boasts the best opening sequence since the original. Of course, nothing can ever top Drew Barrymore being terrorized, stalked and gutted in the opening minutes of Scream, but this is a close second. I won't reveal any more than to say you will be surprised, then you'll laugh, then you'll be scared. The new cast of younger actors is surprisingly likable, especially a surprisingly good turn by Hayden Panetierre as Sidney's cousin's best friend and closet movie buff. And for fans of Community or Mad Men, the lovely Alison Brie has a small but meaty roll as Sidney's ruthless, over-agressive and hilariously foul-mouthed publicist.

***SPOILERS -- DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE MOVIE AND WANT TO***

In my opinion, what made this movie so great was that it cast all these young, up-and-coming hot young actors and marketed them as the future of the franchise. It cast kid flick favorite Emma Roberts as Sidney's niece Jill, and many people speculated that if Sidney were to die in this movie, Jill would become the new protagonist and usher the series into a new generation. In fact, in the movie, the characters proclaim this new killing spree a "remake" rather than a sequel, and the "rules" that are described are those of a remake, with even the original cast members as potential victims. The way the movie manages to turn that expectation on its head is its strongest asset. By the end of the film, every single one of the young pretty cast members is dead, including Jill who, in one of the series' best twists, is revealed to be the killer. (Emma Roberts is shockingly effective after the reveal, especially in one scene where she psychotically stages the murder scene to make herself the victim by stabbing herself, tearing out her own hair and throwing herself into glass coffee tables -- it's simultaneously funny and chilling.) In the film's best line, Sidney declares as she kills her homicidal cousin, "You forgot the first rule of remakes: Don't fuck with the original." Utterly brilliant.

***END SPOILERS***

To summarize, the expectation I had going into this film was to laugh some, scream some, and watch a more-than-decade-old series be rebooted and ushered into the new generation with a pretty cast of youngsters. What I ended up getting was a lot of laughs, a lot of screams, and a film that focused more on its original trio of beloved characters and stuck true to the spirit of the series while coming up with some new ways to scare us. Is Ghostface as creative a killer as, say, Jigsaw? No -- he doesn't put people in intricate traps that end in grotesque dismemberment. Instead, Ghostface sticks with the tried and true method -- a good old-fashioned butcher knife. Perhaps that is why these movies aren't as appealing to our generation anymore: horror movies can't hold our attention without body parts flying every ten minutes. But it is exactly this adherence to the old ways and the sentimentality it brings that makes this movie so good. Watching it is like going back to the good old 90s, when times were simpler and killers just stabbed people.

If you saw Scream 4, tell me what you thought! If you didn't, why not? What's your favorite Scream movie? Hit the comments!