Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NYC. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

The Bourne Ultimatum

At long last, Jason Bourne remembers how he became what he is. Random memories come flooding in on him at the most inopportune times. The conclusion is devastating.

But first, some irritation. We ended part two in New York with a phone call between Bourne and Pamela Lindy. This scene also happens in part three of the saga, but not before going back to Moscow, then London, Madrid and Algiers. Also, there is a short visit in Paris. The payoff this time, however, is that everything will finally make sense.

Contrary to the first two Bourne films, here we not only get a car chase (in New York, no less!) but also a chase on foot an one involving a motorcycle, both in Algiers, when Bourne is running from and then after an assassin (or "asset" as they are called in this universe).

The cast of these films just keeps getting better. This one features not only Joan Allen and Julia Stiles, whom we have both encountered before, but Scott Glenn, Albert Finney, Paddy Considine, Daniel Brühl, David Strathairn (always a welcome sight) and Édgar Ramírez (who, if I am not mistaken, has all of one line despite being on screen a considerable amount of time).

Now, what could the next one possibly have in store for us?

8/10

Monday, April 6, 2015

Cinemania

Though the subject of this documentary is right down my lane (being someone who watches way too many films, albeit on a very much smaller scale in comparison to the subjects of Cinemania), the execution appears so sloppy that it borders on the annoying.

It is shot with shaky camera (in an attempt at vérité) and does not really focus all that much on cinema itself, or what it actually means to the five people the cameras follow around. There is an awful lot of time dedicated to the logistics of watching as many films as possible in cinemas across New York City, but rarely does it ever touch on what those films are.

I assume that the films are not merely picked because they can be fitted into a day, but there is a reason an individual wants to see certain films. Somehow, we never quite learn what, say, Harvey watches on a particular day. Sure, we know he likes Ginger Rogers and is not a fan of Antonioni, but that is about the extent.

In the end, we see more of New York City, hustling from one cinema to the next on many subways, than we do of actual film. I wish they would have let the five people talk more and make them look less like weirdos.

Somewhat disappointing.

4/10

Sunday, March 29, 2015

Live Free or Die Hard

Stupid title.

The copy I watched actually announced the film as Die Hard 4.0, which I prefer. It even makes sense, since the film focusses on technology and hackers. But the official title seems to be Live Free or Die Hard. Well, so be it.

John McClane is sent to get a hacker and bring him to the FBI in DC, because there are some serious technology based security issues and several hackers have had their hands in them. Unwittingly, as it turns out. These hackers are now being killed off by the people that originally used their services. McClane saves his package, one Matthew Farrell, from death by explosion and/or multiple gunshot wounds. They will spend the rest of the film running from henchmen sent by the bad guy, one Thomas Gabriel.

Thomas Gabriel is played by Timophy Olyphant, who makes a wonderful baddie, I always thought. My earliest recollection of him is in Scream 2, where he was bad, bordering on insane. Here, he is more of an evil genius, always keeping his composure and cooly disposing of everyone who has done his part in the operation and is no longer of use to him.


An additional complication is thrown into John McClanes path in the form of his daughter, who is upset with daddy right up to the point when he is her only hope of survival. His son we will meet in A Good Day to Die Hard, which is nowhere near as good as any of the other parts.

You know what? I like this film. I am down with turning off my brain and watching Bruce Willis save the day. It's good fun.

7/10

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Klute

This is the second film I have watched with Jane Fonda in one week...this time around with a really bad hairdo but in a much better film.

The Klute in the title is John Klute, acting as private detective when a friend disappears, leaving behind one very strange letter of abuse addressed to a prostitute in New York City, and the police are ready to give up on the case. That would be six months after the disappearance.

John goes off to New York to investigate and talk with the prostitute in question, one Bree Daniel. Now, Bree has regular meetings with a psychiatrist, musing about how she wants to quit 'tricks' and concentrate on her work as a model and actress (wait, is this officially called 'actor' now, too?). Or maybe she doesn't want to quit. She seems unsure and her efforts to turn her life around are half-hearted at best.

Initially reluctant to help John in any way, she does eventually get involved, tagging along as he interviews people working within her trade, trying to find other prostitutes said to have met with a weird guy that used to beat them up. It is generally believed that this is the missing friend, named Tom. Then they come upon one girl that does not identify Tom from a photo John Klute shows her and says that it was an older looking man, instead.

It is at this point that I knew who the real culprit was and the conclusion that Tom is probably dead is pretty obvious, as well. The real criminal is the person actually financing John Klute to investigate Tom's disappearance. Now that John is getting close, though, he starts to try and clean up all lose ends.

In the end, John saves Bree and they leave her apartment together, although to a voice over of her again sounding unsure about what is going to happen.

7/10

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Inside Llewyn Davis

I love most of this film.

The one thing that annoys me, though, is the Carry Mulligan character, Jean. Whenever she is on screen she is very angry. And I am not sure what the point of this angry character is and why she does not seem to have any redeeming features other than being pretty (apparently everyone wants to fuck her, we are told frequently).

Other than that, things are pretty near perfect. Oscar Isaac is wonderful. He is also a great singer. I love folk music, especially the kind from the 1960's, so the music in the film is right down my alley. And the nod to Bob Dylan in the end is nice.

The story is that of the title character sort of drifting through life, here represented by showing 'a week in the life of'. He hops from couch to cough and does in fact not have a set address. Every now and again he will get a paying job, however ridiculous ('Please Mr. Kennedy'). On occasion he will take chances, like hitching a ride to Chicago which in the end comes to nothing.

There is a host of strange characters along the way, as are in most Coen Brothers films. My favorite is probably Roland Turner, played by John Goodman, who sits in the backseat during the drive to Chicago and shares life lessons Llewyn is not really interested in hearing.

Also, a cat.

And wonderful singing, especially by Oscar Isaac.


8/10

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Death Wish

After his wife and daughter get attacked in his New York apartment, which leaves his wife dead and his daughter in a catatonic state, Paul Kersey takes it upon himself to rid the city of muggers. In general. He does not try to find the trio of bad guys that actually mugged, hurt and killed his own family. In fact, we never find out whatever happens to them, nor do they ever by accident run into him during their daily muggings and get offed as a consequence. For all we know, they get away with it.

Kersey becomes a fast hero in the crime infested city and gets named the vigilante. The police are slowly edging in on him, but not only do people that get to see his face not want to identify him (on accounts of him saving them), the police commissioner himself is not to keen on catching him. Since he went on his crime fighting spree, muggings have gone way down. The main investigator, who by this time has figured out that Kersey is the man he is looking for, is instructed to 'scare him off'. He isn't supposed to actually catch him but simply make him stop doing what he is doing.

When his reckless going after bad guys, that appear to only ever arm themselves with knife and therefore stand no chance against the vigilante's gun, catches up with him on a much more personal level - he chances upon the one bad guy that actually has a gun - and leaves him in the hospital, injured, the investigating officer visits him and suggest he get out of New York. Permanently.

Kersey heads this advice and moves to....Chicago! Sure, no crimes happening there at all.

Charles Bronson is as wooden as can be, with barely a move of a face muscle. But this is what one expects from the guy, I guess. Along the film, some familiar faces pop up in very, very small roles - Jeff Goldblum (in his first ever feature film as Freak #1, one of the original assailants), Olympia Dukakis (an unnamed cop working the precinct responsible for the case), and Christopher Guest (as a young police officer, who comes upon the scene of the last shooting that leaves Kersey injured).

4/10

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit

What is one to do on a 7+ hours flight? Watch a movie, of course. Preferably, a film that does not require one to think too much about what is happening on screen. So, action flick it is.

This happened midway between London and New York and the film chosen was Jack Ryan: Shadow Recruit. Actually, it was the second attempt at a film. The first try was Fading Gigolo, which sounded awesome on paper but turned out to be very dull and it also made Vanessa Paradis as ugly and uninteresting as it possibly could, so I turned that off after a mere 30 minutes.

Unfortunately, Jack Ryan wasn't much better. After serving up the oh-so-tragic-but-totally-heroic intro of the war wounded Ryan and his way back to strength, aided by the insufferable Keira Knightly character, Ryan is recruited by the shady Kevin Costner character (I couldn't be bothered to remember any of the names) and soon appears to be the only undercover hot guy with brains available to assist in a covert operation in Russia - because that is where the bad guys still operate because Russia = bad and Hollywood simply has no other concept of any nation serving that particular purpose while still seem somewhat believable as a highly sophisticated nation (all the other baddies are in the religious extremist/Muslim category and they all live in dug-outs, wielding machine guns manufactured in the US).

Anyway, as if all of the above wasn't cliche enough, the Russian is played by a Brit. Because, of course he is. Luckily, that Brit is Kenneth Branagh (the films sole agreeable feature). He plans to attack *gasp* Wall Street. And who is the one who figures this out? The Keira Knightly character. Because, of course she does. What other purpose besides distraction device could she possibly serve?

Jack Ryan and his cohorts save the day.

Because, of course they do.

2/10

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Dead Man Down

More often than not I agree with the user ratings on IMDB.com. Dead Man Down currently holds at 6,5/10, so I expected to be entertained but not too impressed with the film. Also, I don't much care for Colin Farrell, which further lowered my expectations.

What a pleasant surprise this was (if you can call a film about a man seeking revenge for the murder of his family "pleasant").

Victor aka Laszlo (I wonder if this is deliberate. If you don't know what I'm talking about, look up "Victor Laszlo".) has been working on an elaborate plan to take out an entire crime organisation responsible for killing his wife and young daughter two years back. The film starts when one of Alphonse's henchman, Paul, is found murdered. Paul has gotten a little to close to uncovering who has been sending his boss all these photos of Alphonse with the eyes scratched out and pieces of another picture, that still has the revealing bits missing.

So Victor has to start improvising. His mission is further complicated by his neighbor Beatrice, who lives opposite his apartemen and can see inside. She witnessed Paul's murder and instead of reporting it to the police she blackmails Victor into helping her with her own revenge. Beatrice is disfigured since a car accident. She was hit by a drunk driver who got a sentence of all of three weeks. This will not do and she asks Victor to kill him for her.

The elaborate plan starts spinning out of control and all the while another guy from the organization is getting closer to learn what Paul found out. In the end, it all comes to blows at Alphonse's residence in one massive shoot-out.

I thought this was actually quite brilliant and the supporting cast alone is well worth the time. Also, Colin Farrell never looked this good. Still not much of a fan but Damn! Plucked his eyebrows and all.

8/10

Thursday, May 1, 2014

The Other Woman

I had no intention of seeing this film. The premise sounded like everything I dislike in a film. But I won tickets to it. Sure I'll go if it's free.

To my surprise I ended up enjoying it. Yes, I still detest bathroom humor of any kind and I can do without people vomiting in purses (something I recently encountered on film twice), but if I block that from memory, the film was still pretty entertaining.

Most of the credit for this goes to Leslie Mann. She plays the betrayed wife that gave up everything for her husband and does so in a whiny, clingy way that borders on the annoying but never quite falls onto the wrong side of an imaginary thin line on that account. Cameron Diaz does what she always does and what (sadly) appears to be the only thing she is any good at. Why Kate Upton is in this is beyond me. The wife/lover duo would have been sufficiently funny and menacing without the blond bimbo hanging around. I can confirm, that her boobs jiggle when she runs (I know that boobs do that from experience, thankyouverymuch) and that she is good at playing dumb. (Too good?)

Despite the little hick-ups this was fun. Also, New York.

6/10

Sunday, March 23, 2014

42

There are some stories that have such historical impacts that they need to be told. The story of Jackie Robinson, the first African-American to play Major League baseball, is one of them.

In a time when we high-tech sci-fi adventures and comic book based films are forced down our throats, a well told tale of bravery and overcoming adversary is a breath of fresh air. I'm not saying that I can't enjoy a decent blockbuster or graphic-novel-coming-to-a-theater-near-you (although, I am growing weary of that genre in particular), but give me a film like 42 as an alternative and I will choose it any day.

It probably helps to have an interest in baseball to begin with (I'm guessing the film plays better in America than any other continent). But even if you don't this is still a good story about post WWII racism in the US.

The film cast some of the usual suspects, Harrison Ford as the owner of the Brooklyn Dodgers being an obvious choice, but the title role is played by relative newcomer Chadwick Boseman. Personally, I had never heard of him before. He is brilliant. As are all other actors, whatever side of the argument they are paid to be on in this film.

The one surprising casting would be that of the most vocal racist in the film and real life, Ben Chapman, manager of the Phillies during Robinson's rookie season. The role is played by Alan Tudyk, who we are used to seeing as a likable character. There is a short EW article about his (inspired, brilliant) casting, The nasty curveball of 42: Alan Tudyk puts an unexpected face on racism. Chapman's taunting of Robinson is the high point and low point (if you know what I mean) of the film.

Overall, despite the pathos and slo-mo sequences, this is well worth your time.

8/10

Sunday, February 23, 2014

The Wolf of Wall Street

Well, this was surprising.

I did not actually want to see The Wolf of Wall Street. Then a couple of friends suggested to go see it together and I ended up actually sort of enjoying it.

Granted, it is long. And I mean very, very long. Too long even. Seriously, how many scenes of gang banging hookers and doing endless lines of cocaine does it take to get the message across? Two? Three? Surely not as many as there were, some even in slo-mo. Two hours should have been more than enough to tell this particular story.

Aside from the sheer endlessness of the film, there were moments of greatness and absolute hilarity.

The highlight of it all, which made me laugh so hard I was in stitches, was the main character making his way from a pay phone inside the lobby of a country club to his car parked outside. There are other laughs and chuckles along the way, but this one definitely takes the cake.

Ultimately, this was better than I expected.

7/10

Saturday, February 15, 2014

Margin Call

This is about financial crisis hitting a big wall street company. Most of it happens during two days, starting with some major downsizing happening, than a rocket scientist (no, really) figuring out that something has been going very wrong lately and is about to hit the company in a big way, the ones earning the really big bucks dusting themselves off by distributing their potential losses down to their buyers and then they all suck it up for a few months and go back to business as usual.

Sounds dry?

Well, it could be with the financial humbug that none of the so-called 'little' people don't understand (this means the average movie goer). Luckily, the cast in Margin Call is stellar and makes this much more interesting than one might expect.

And when I say stellar I mean it.

Here are Kevin Spacey, Paul Bettany, Zachary Quinto, Simon Baker, Jeremy Irons and Stanley Tucci. I love every single one of these men individually and love them even more in an ensemble. There is also Demi Moore, who is brilliant in her own right, of course, but my love for her is limited.

You know what else? This is a directorial (feature length) debut. J. C. Chandoor had one short film to his credit before this and has since made the equally impressive All Is Lost.

Bonus - beautiful shots of New York City by night.

8/10

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Now You See Me

Four very diverse magicians get recruited to perform together. As a way of introducing the characters they are shown performing their respective acts. Daniel does a card trick, Merritt (the 'mentalist') hypnotizes a woman to extort money from her husband, Henley does an underwater escape act and Jack bends a spoon.

When they put on their show in Las Vegas they close it with 'something that was never done before'. They rob a bank. In Paris. This is how it is perceived by the audience: After they announce what they are about to do they recruit the assistance of a 'random' audience member, by people in the crowds draw balls indicating section, row and seat number. They want to rob this audience member's bank. They guy happens to be French and his bank is in Paris. They 'teleport' him into the bank vault and minutes later money rains from the ceiling. Very impressive.

And then it turns out that this particular bank actually was robbed in a way that it corresponds with all the details of the act. The case lands at the feet of FBI agent Dylan Rhodes and Interpol detective Alma Dray. They interrogate the 'Four Horsemen' (as they call themselves) but are being jerked around with little magic tricks and really cannot figure out how they did it. They were, after all, in Las Vegas with an entire audience as witnesses - including one Thaddeus Bradley, a former magician who now makes his money exposing the tricks of his former peers.

The FBI/Interpol duo, Bradley, and the sponsor of the Horsemen, Arthur Tressler, a insurance company honcho, all attend the next performance, this time in New Orleans during the Mardi Gras celebrations. Their final act this time around is also very elaborate and costs someone big money. They now rip off Mr. Tressler himself. His insurance company stifled many locals after hurricane Katrina and the nifty trick has all audience members write down their bank balance on a sheet of paper. Then Tressler is asked on stage and his balance is presented on a big board. Next, everyone is told that they are wrong about what they think they have in the bank and is asked to shine a light on their piece of paper to reveal the 'real' balance. Then a huge light shows Tressler's number lowered by a significant amount, which then appears on someone else's paper - and their bank account. As another chunck of Tressler's money disappears, it goes to someone else in the audience - and so on.

By now, it is clear that Tressler is not the guy who brought the group together. Rhodes and Dray are hot on their heals, Tressler hires Bradley to help him find them and they are being tracked with all high-tech equipment at the FBI's disposal but the nifty magicians get away and always seem to be one step ahead.

Dray meanwhile tells Rhodes of the mythical 'Eye' - a sort of secret society of brilliant magicians that only twice a decade accept new members. If this is more than a myth, the Horsemen set themselves up as viable candidates. There is also a story of a great magician, Lionel Shrike, who died because he wasn't able to escape a safe he locked himself into and had lowered into the Hudson River in New York City.

The big showdown, then, is in New York City. Law enforcement apparently tracked the Horsemen to an apartment where Rhodes and one of his colleagues only find Jack, who stayed behind to destroy blueprints. While his three cohorts are gone, Jack fights off Rhodes and flees in an FBI car. After a high speed drive, the car has a spectacular accident and - after Rhodes pries some papers out of the badly burned dead driver's hand the car blows up. The blueprint Rhodes recovered has the FBI follow a truck that supposedly transports a safe that the Horsemen are thought to have stolen. When they stop the truck, the lock gives way to a string of colorful tissues (a classic!) and the safe opens to hundreds of balloons (a classic!). A dead end.

The Horsemen's final performance is at 5 Pointz, where the agents rush to and fight their way through the audience only to always end up where the three remaining magicians are not. They once again pull off the stunt. However, they do not keep the money from the safe, which pops out (literally) of Bradley's car, making the FBI assume that Bradley was behind everything all along. When Rhodes visits him in his cell, Bradley tells him his theory of what happened in details only to then discover that Rhodes was actually behind everything.

The magician make their way to the carousel in Central Park, where Rhodes reveals himself to them and invites them to join the Eye. Later, he meets up once again with Inspector Dray and explains everything. Rhodes is Lionel Shrike's son and used this elaborate ruse to take revenge on everyone involved with his father's death.

I quite enjoyed this.

7/10

Monday, December 30, 2013

Inside Man

This bank robbery plays out a little different than is to be expected. A group of would be robbers, dressed in black coveralls, hoods up, face hidden by white cloth and sunglasses, walk into a bank in Manhattan and take everybody (twenty? thirty?) inside hostage. They have everyone strip to their underwear and put on the same outfits they themselves are wearing with black eye masks instead of sunglasses.

The hostages are kept in small groups in different rooms with random people being moved at times from one room to the next, the person joining a group may even be one of the robbers. Very clever, that.

The head of the outfit is one Dalton Russell, who pulls the strings and communicates with law enforcement outside. The police detective designated to save the day is Det. Keith Frazier, whose job is complicated by the arrival of Madeleine White. Ms. White's request are to be met. So says the mayor. She has been hired by the founder of the bank, Arthur Case, to make sure that whatever is in safe deposit box 392 (a box that mysteriously is not listed with the other boxes) is either retrieved or never sees the light of day - whatever the cost.

So both, Frazier and White meet with Russell to discuss terms. Frazier realizes eventually that the robbers are playing for time and not easily fooled by things like bugs hidden in pizza boxes. White learns that Russell has already taken the contents of Case's box - proof that Case made some questionable deals with Nazi Germany while living in Switzerland along with a ring and a stash of diamonds. The diamonds are what the robbers are interested in, not touching and of the money or other valuables inside the bank.

The reason they are playing for time is because they build a cell behind a row of shelves in the supply room. When the police get ready to storm the place, the robbers are one step ahead of them - having sent their own bug into their mobile HQ. The preemptively throw smoke bombs and mix themselves among the hostages, making it impossible for police to prove who was on what side.

What is more, as nothing has been taken and nobody has been injured, the case gets shelved. No harm, no foul, right? Frazier, of course, cannot let got and returns to the bank, where Russell bumps into him. Russell has spent the last few weeks hidden in the cell they have built and now walks out with the diamonds. Frazier is there to execute a court order to open box 392, which has been emptied except for the ring and a note telling him to "follow the ring", which he does - dropping in on the mayor having lunch with White, handing them the number of the Office of War Crime Issues. At home he realizes, that the man he pumped into him dropped a single diamond into his pocket.

Quite interesting and very well cast.

7/10

Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Gimme the Loot

Sophia and Malcolm tag (that's graffiti speak, yo) a wall in someone else's hood. They are frustrated after their piece gets sprayed over and plan to do something big to have their names go down in history. They want to tag the New York Mets' Home Run Apple, a feat that has been often tried but never accomplished.

Fortunately, Malcolm knows Pedro, who works at the Mets' stadium and will let them in a few days later for $ 500,--. Problem....they don't have 500 bucks. So they both try to find ways to scrape together the money. This includes Malcolm stealing weed from a guy he used to deal from and keeping the profit. The girl he sells to has jewelry lying around in her apartment, which could go a long way toward the money they need.

Meanwhile, Sophia has her bike stolen and when chasing down one of the culprits she takes his cell. When she tries to sell it she gets ripped off. So she sells a pair of sneakers and a bag full of spay paint cans, and then she gets jumped by a trio of kids that take the money she just earned right out of her pocket.

The last resort is little miss rich girl's jewelry that they plan to steal. Unfortunately, the help they solicit to break open the lock to her apartment while she is out running, with Sophia hot on her heals to call in a warning when the girl returns, fails to do so and another smart plan goes bust.

Their final great idea is to put a bunch of newspaper pieces in between two dollar bills to pay off Pedro with. Pedro never shows up, of course.

6/10

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Mimic

Ugh. I hate bugs.

Don't worry, I knew what I was getting into with this as Mimic is a Guillermo del Toro film. As the man himself once said, "I have a sort of fetish for insects, clockwork, monsters, dark places, and unborn things." Dark this is, and full of bugs...big ass bugs living in the New York underground.

From the beginning...

The newly discovered Stickler's virus is spread by the common cockroach and threatens to kill off an entire generation of children. Then entomologist Susan Tyler introduces a genetically engineered bug, the Judas Breed to kill off the cockroaches. The bugs live in a hive system with only one fertile male and are designed to die out after one generation.

Then, three years later, two young boys want to make a quick buck by selling a collection of butterflies and "the weird bug" to Susan, whom they refer to as 'the Bug Lady'. She recognizes the breed as a mutant of her own creation. Together with her husband, Dr. Peter Mann, who works for the CDC, she wants to investigate in the subway tunnels.

What they find are bugs of unbelievable size, all female, and they are all out to kill them. The Judas Breed has mutated through what is known as mimicry, hence the film title, but this should have taken many generations.

In any case, stumbling through the subway tunnels are Susan, Peter, his CDC colleague Josh (who will meet a nasty end), a subway cop and an elderly gentlemen, who made his way through the tunnels looking for a boy (his grandson?), who seems to be autistic. Together, they not only have to stay alive through the bug infestation and try to make it back to street level, but they also have to kill off the entire species of Judas Breed before it can migrate out of the tunnel systems. Not everyone of the group survives, with the cop heroically sacrificing himself for the greater good, but in the end humanity prevails.

The opening credits are visually stunning and those bugs are really disgusting in any size and state of development.

5/10

Saturday, July 6, 2013

City Island

Ok, now. This is the kind of comedy I like.

The Rizzo family live on City Island in the middle of the Bronx. They are your typical family, in which everyone has their little secrets and lies about them.

Vince, the father who works as a prison guard, claims to be going to poker nights when he is really taking acting classes. His wife Joyce obviously suspects him to have an affair. One day he brings home young Tony, who he took out of jail because he is his son but he never told anybody of his existence.

Vince and Joyce have two children. The daughter Vivian (played by Andy Garcia's real daughter) is expected home from college for spring break. What she failed to mention to her parents is that she was suspended and lost her scholarship and now works as a stripper (boob job and all) to earn money so that she can go back to school the next year. Vince jr. is in high school and obsessed with obese women.

The situations get more strained and at the same time more ridiculous until the end when all their secrets finally come out.

Made me laugh throughout.

9/10

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Dog Day Afternoon

This is brilliant!

Sonny and two cohorts try to rob a bank. Everything that can possibly go wrong does. First, one of the accomplices chickens out. Money has just been picked up the day before so the vaults are empty. To top it all off, the police swarm the place.

Whenever Sonny comes out, waving a white flag, to negotiate an escape for him and his friend Sal, he gets cheered by the crowd. And he loves it. He yells out paroles, throws money into the crowd and screams "Attica! Attica!" referring to a riot at Attica prison facility some time earlier.

He is more concerned about keeping his hostages safe (bathroom breaks and pizza) and leaving money in his will to both his wife. The second wife is actually a man named Leon and is sort of the reason Sonny got himself into this mess, he was going to steal the money to pay for Leon's sex change.

The film is based on true events (according to the actual culprit, only loosely so) and is one of Al Pacino's finest performances.

9/10

Sunday, June 30, 2013

W. E.

Oooh! What pretty clothes! What pretty jewels! And such nice slow motion shots!

Well....the acting is quite good, actually.

Overall, Madonna's vanity project (not my words, but many a critic's) is way too hectic to tell a decent story. It does try to with the current day story of Wally, neglected wife by her doctor husband. She is strangely obsessed with the love story of King Edward and Wallis Simpson, as her mother and grandmother were before her. So much so that she will eventually go to Paris to meet with Mohamed Al-Fayed because he has hundreds of letters written by Wallis Simpson that she simply must! read! The scene of the actual first meeting is somewhat ridiculous. She tells him she wants to know what she gave up for him, as everyone else was so interested in what he gave up for her. Al-Fayed then does the classic, I-never-thought-of-if-that-way line.

*eye-roll*

The story of Edward and Wallis is told so fitfully it does not even tell a comprehensive story. It only shows parties and paparazzi and desperate looking people. To me, this would have been the more interesting  tale because it has the potential of being a tragedy worth telling.

But, oh what pretty clothes!

4/10