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The Runaways

The Runaways

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

I seem to be alone on this, but it’s not been a good 5 years for Dakota Fanning fans. After the kinda-sorta farewell to her true “child” performances in the wonderful Dreamer, the killer War of the Worlds, and the kinda heartbreaking Charlotte’s Web it was then a long wait for the release of the ultimately disappointing Hounddog and mediocre The Secret Life of Bees. True Fragments and Push were good, and she was good in them, but they weren’t exactly “her” movies.

Then she signed up for the sequels to Twilight (review of New Moon to follow shortly – preview, to be honest, marginally better than the first…). She did the “all growed up” photo shoots that all young actors and singers seem to have to do now. And here we have her big “I’m not a kid anymore!” role, playing second fiddle to an actress far beneath her. Luckily, the disappointment ends right there.

I will give Kristen Stewart this: she’s way easier to watch in this than she is in the Twilight saga or, god forbid, when being interviewed or presenting awards as if on Ritalin in real life. But I remain entirely unconvinced of why people think she can act in anything she’s done since Panic Room, and it’s even a long step down from Catch that Kid in my opinion to anything she’s done in the past few years.

Dakota, however, thank goodness still has it. I knew little about the band The Runaways and Cherie Currie but I’d seen the wonderful costume/make-up job they’d done on everyone in this movie in promo pictures etc and was excited to see what looked to be a pretty authentic Seventies biopic. On the whole, it is fairly standard stuff… kinda The Doors-lite with young girls. There’s a scene where we witness the flash-writing of the hit “Cherry Bomb” in a garage that almost exactly mirrors the “Light My Fire” scene in Oliver Stone’s movie. There’s a whole underline of drugs and a final parting of the ways etc… it’s very standard stuff but Dakota rises above it. I actually watched Cherie Currie in Foxes the day after and was even more amazed by how much she nailed the real Currie (I need to update that review some day, btw, I liked it a lot more a second time around…) I’d probably watch this movie again just for her. It’s not her best by far but it really shows that even without the “precocious child” thing, she can still seriously command the screen, and I can’t wait to see what she does once Twilight is out of the way and she no longer feels the need to “prove” she’s not a kid anymore…



Remember the Daze aka The Beautiful Ordinary

Remember the Daze aka The Beautiful Ordinary

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

Hmm… not much to say about this one. I’ve been wanting to watch it ever since it came out because it has Alexa Vega in it and I’ve always liked her ever since Spy Kids. And both titles, plus its relatively low profile, made it sound like it would be at least a little more adventurous than the average teen movie… and it is. Just a little. There’s too much swearing for it to actually be aimed at the usual teen market, for instance, but its content doesn’t go far enough (especially in the wake of the likes of The Rules of Attraction 5 years earlier – yes, I know that is centred around college life and this is about high school, but frankly, this movie wishes it were centred around college as much as its characters wish they were at college lol).

Immediately after it finished I quickly tweeted that I felt the movie fell somewhere between Havoc and Havoc 2: Normal Adolescent Behaviour. The first of those movies was completely forgettable and an embarrassment for Anne Hathaway. The second of them should have just presented itself as an original, not a sequel, and was a much more interesting look at adolescence. This movie is not without its moments… a few early on genuinely took me back to the same time in my own life and how it felt, I can’t deny that… but it made me really expect something far more moving or even profound that never really came… nothing actually happens in the end to make it stick. Kind of disappointing.



Pineapple Express

Pineapple Express

Monday, February 9th, 2009

Well, blow me, another Apotow / Seth Rogen thing that didn’t bug me too much, lol. Matter-of-fact, this ranks up there with Forgetting Sarah Marshall for me as one of the most surprisingly good comedies of the past year. Put simply: it’s one of those ghastly Judd Apotow type movies with one simple catch … a story! Or, rather, it’s characters from one of the Apotow “adult” comedies dropped headlong into a pretty straightforward drug caper. Like dropping Ricky Gervais into Ghost, it’s one of those wild genre hybrids the ultimately can’t really fail. It’s hard to say anything more about it but that I laughed out loud almost constantly from the moment Rogan witnesses the shooting to the end, through James Franco’s leg through the windshield moment and more truly original comedic scenes. I’d watch it again in a heartbeat, and I rarely ever feel that way about such straightforward mainstream comedies these days.



The Rules of Attraction

The Rules of Attraction

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

“I must insist you bring back your friend’s corpse for me to do some tests!”

It’s been a while since I watched one of my all-time faves and got that horrible feeling as it began that, eep, this might be the viewing where I finally change my mind. I got it pretty powerful in the pre-credits sequence here – almost to the point of wondering why I keep insisting it should be Roger Avary, who directed here, who directs Glamorama whenever the time comes, Lunar Park for that matter, any Bret Easton Ellis movie that comes along (I wouldn’t mind a remake of Less Than Zero either). I’m pretty sure I’ve written about this movie before so forgive me if I repeat myself in places.

Anyway, the trepidation shook off eventually … and the reason I think Avary should direct Easton Ellis is simply, I think this is how Easton Ellis should look. It should have the gimmicky touches of style, the reverse film, the clever split screen joining together. In the end, yes, I admit it is less than the movie I once thought it was. The drug deal “climax” feels very clunky and an earlier scene setting that up is clunk city with the “asshole on my elbow” guy and the ludicrous excess of swearing. But it has so many great scenes in it: two of which, Victor’s trip to Europe and the girl’s suicide to “Without You” (though I’ve recently discovered Janis Ian’s “Sunset of Your Life” works even better over that scene), I think are masterful – and i just love the overall production and costume design, the cinematography and the soundtrack. It seems Hollywood is loathe to give Roger Avary another shot behind the camera, unless he’s just unwilling to do it himself, but it should be clear to anyone who watches this movie, whether they like it or not, that there’s the germ of a great director here. It’s a movie I will revisit again and again because there’s just so much life and invention in it.



Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay

Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay

Monday, October 6th, 2008

Eep, I thought I’d written something about this one, lol. Well, you’ll soon be able to tell here that I’m just catching up as best I can this afternoon on my many missed reviews. I liked this one too. I’d kind of forgotten how much I liked the first Harold and Kumar movie until they both showed up on my TV screen again. You’ve got poop and masturbation gags within seconds here but, I don’t know, there’s something about it that makes it much less groan-inducing than it should be. There were more than a few laugh out loud moments for me, not least of which of course is the return of Neil Patrick Harris; and the bottomless party scene is pretty fantastic too.



Candy [2006]

Candy [2006]

Tuesday, May 27th, 2008

I watched this a while ago now – before Indy IV, to be honest, I had to break a personal rule and push that review through first though. And it’s really hard to know what to say about this. It would’ve been a tough watch even before Heath Ledger’s death but obviously that adds a whole new dimension – more in the case of this movie, a movie about the destructive nature of drugs, than any other – to the impact it has.

To veer off on a wild tangent, it kind of reminded me of a gag in The Simpsons where Marge is walking around an independent movie festival. She says something along the lines of “all the movies with nice titles are nasty! That means I’ll like the ones with nasty titles,” and she emerges from one such movie and says, beaten, “I didn’t like it.” The title here might be Candy but it is not a sweet treat in any way, shape, or form. It’s a gruelling watch, a procedural look at a relationship reaching its inevitable end through the rise and inevitable collapse of a shared drug habit. You see it all, from an admittedly anomalously fun sequence of Ledger conning a man out of the entire contents of his bank accounts, through the movie’s most difficult to watch slog of cold turkey on the discovery that the girl is pregnant, to complete mental collapse and recovery only to come to the realisation, hey babe, we’re bad for each other.

In short, it’s undeniably great at doing what it does and documenting this kind of story – Ledger’s not alone in his great performance as Abbie Cornish is more than a match for him, Geoffrey Rush is perfect as the all too kind Uncle who arguably starts the whole thing, and the casting of Cornish’s mother I found incredible, their fight in the kitchen is jawdroppingly true. I just don’t see myself watching it ever again …



Riding in Cars with Boys

Riding in Cars with Boys

Sunday, April 6th, 2008

“Sometimes we love people so much that we have to be numb to it. Because if we actually felt how much we love them, it would kill us. That doesn’t make you a bad person. It just means your heart’s too big.”

I have the Donofrio book queued up to read really soon, like in the next couple of weeks, but I really couldn’t resist watching the movie yet again once it entered my mind this afternoon.

In answer to the question, “Why do boys suck?” I once said, “Because people expect it of them,” and it was like a revelation to me, it just popped out of my mouth without any real thought behind it but I knew immediately that it was true; and this movie kind of touches on that. Like, right at the moment of birth, we see Beverley’s horror at being given a boy – she was meant to have a girl, who would be just like her! But as Steve Zahn says, it’s a boy, and it’ll be just like him!

This movie just explains so many things, I find – I think in short it could be described as, “the cycle of shit” in life; even the marriage proposal here, “so romantic”, contains the ‘s’ word, lol. Yet in Beverley’s son Jason, we see how even despite how the world can grind so many of us down and lead people to all manner of quick-fixes that make matters worse, morality and intelligence tend to thrive. The last time we see the “young” Jason it’s following the last straw for Beverley when he turns her in to her cop father for drying weed in the house. She tells her son that he’s ruined their lives, but he fires it right back at her, “That’s not what you’re supposed to tell people when they tell you the truth.” The mother-son back and forth here is as pointed yet at times hilarious as Edina and Saffy in Absolutely Fabulous (a random comparison, maybe: I’ve just finishing watching that show from start to finish, it’s on my mind), him so often telling her how she should be acting, perhaps hitting its pinnacle when he falls into a hot tub, and in the middle of pulling him out, she chastises herself and drops him back, then declares herself a bad mother, to which his response is a simple, “yeh …”.

I think what perhaps made this repeat viewing resonate with me more than any other times I’ve watched it relates to that quote that jumped out at me the very first time I saw it, “I’m 22 years old …” (the rest is below) – suddenly, I’m actually almost 30 lol. The use of the song “All I Have to Do is Dream” by the Everley Brothers, sung by James Woods and Mika Boorem (“Dad, you can’t negotiate my boobs!”) as the young Beverley early in the movie and then at the end (which I’d forgotten entirely) with Drew, suddenly made sense to me: “Only trouble is, gee whiz, I’m dreamin’ my life away …” This is a movie I’d recommend to anybody to watch from the moment they’re ready to see it (and that could be anywhere between the ages of 8 and 28 so, who knows when that is?) but that reveals itself more to you as you grow. I’m still in awe of its little pockets of realism, I find more every time I watch. I’m pretty sure it’s Drew Barrymore’s best movie to date, though that’s by no means the only reason to watch it.

July 28th, 2005:

Nothing to add to the old review (below). I think this movie’s a masterpiece. It’s even more realistic than I remember it. And I remembered how badly Steve Zahn’s character degenerates at the end, but I’d forgotten how far gone he kind of already is at the start. It’s really one of the saddest characters I’ve ever seen. I’ll definitely read the Donofrio book one day.

20th February 2004:

“I’m 22 years old – that’s almost 30, and I still haven’t accepted that this is my life. And I just wish that I could be dumb. And then I wouldn’t know better and I could be happy and stop hoping. And I’m telling you this like you’re interested in my boring life.”

This movie was a surprise. I expected to like it purely for the presence of Drew Barrymore but she amazed me. She plays between ages of 15 and mid-thirties perfectly. The movie towards the end reminded me of Ted Demme’s Blow – the way Steve Zahn’s character has totally degenerated towards the end, but is still able to express love to the son he can’t even recognise. The way real life is portrayed in this movie is shockingly true. Just a simple thing such as Drew Barrymore’s character working in a fast food joint – the way she’s joking to some people off camera and she turns for the customer window and sees some old school enemies who always “knew” she’d end up in a place like this, the way her expression just totally upturns and you know, this is the worst moment of her life.

Great performances from James Woods, Brittany Murphy (who has one of the films funniest scenes – “My daughter’s a tramp! My daughter’s a tramp!” – alongside Barrymore trying to fall down the stairs to the song “The End of the World” which accompanied Murphy’s suicide in Girl, Interrupted), and Sara Gilbert who we don’t see enough of these days as the one character who seemingly “gets it right”. Just for its portrayal of life itself, if a little depressing if it catches you in the wrong mood, this movie deserves major kudos.



Michael Clayton

Michael Clayton

Wednesday, January 9th, 2008

I could’ve probably guessed how much I’d like this – in fact, I guess I did, in its relative absence from my Oscar predix :P Actually, were it not for my admittedly unfortunate habit for drawing parallels between movies and spotting even before it started that this is basically Erin Brockovich meets The Insider, both of which I’d rather see a second time (even Julia Roberts just beats out Clooney in my interests; though probably only in that movie) I might’ve really enjoyed this more than expected. I can take or leave George Clooney in just about anything, I don’t really see the big worship of his acting except that he’s a looker (in my opinion he’s much more interesting behind the camera) but (though they’re a little underused, I fear too little for any awards recognition) Tilda Swinton, Sidney Pollack and Tom Wilkinson more than held my focus in their supporting roles. The use of overlapping sound from scene to scene really keeps things moving forward making 2 hours seem like a lot less, and information is fed in such a way that the best is saved for last but it’s far from dull early on. I think the big Oscar buzz, especially over Clooney, is coming from the final shot, which I’ll admit, like the thing in Atonement, like a lot of the fleeting moments of wonder in the mostly overrated crop of this years’ Oscar hopefuls, certainly left me thinking I’d seen something better too. I don’t think I’ll be coming back to double check, though.