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I originally saw Bobby about 4 months ago and hated it. After reading
some positive reviews coming out of Venice, I thought I should give it
another chance. I saw another test screening of Bobby again tonight,
and I wish I could have back the 8 hours (including waiting on line) of
my life that I have wasted on this piece of garbage.
Not even the addition of some additional news footage of Bobby Kennedy can save this hollow, vapid film. These good reviews talk about it being meaningful with powerful insights. I don't see them. Every last character is a hackneyed cardboard cutout. They are supposed to represent a microcosm of America, but they are so badly conceived and written they offer nothing beyond a superficial type. There is the angry young black man, the starlet, the tramp, the racist, the deferential negro, the dumb kids, the drunken star, etc. I could go on and on.
The script is unbelievably bad. The structure is slipshod. It feels like they threw the scenes up in the air, spread them around on the floor, gathered them up and then put the movie together in that order. The individual character plots are asinine and predictable. It comes as no great shock William H Macy's hotel manager *spoiler* comes to the rescue of Christian Slater's racist kitchen manager when he is shot , even though they have fought the entire movie. Ugh. The characters are also unbelievable. Is anyone really going to buy Joshua Jackson as the head of Bobby's California campaign? I didn't think so. Ashton Kutcher as a small time drug dealer who operates out of a suite at the posh Ambassador Hotel? Sorry, no.
The dialogue is laughably bad. Ashton Kutcher actually utters the phrase "No you shut up" to an orange! Heather Graham has what is perhaps the most random segue ever when she walks up to Helen Hunt's character (whom she doesn't know) at the party, and says "Oh my God, I love your shows. My friend just left me for some guy, so I'm here by myself". LMAO.
They added in a few scenes involving Martin Sheen and Helen Hunt (Sheen was good as always), but their storyline like all the others is pointless and devoid of any meaning. It basically consists of Helen Hunt trying to figure out which shoes to wear.
Estevez's direction is lazy and unfocused. He hasn't mastered basic camera moves and blocking. Many scenes are clumsily staged and awkwardly put together. The pace doesn't really lag so much as the film jumps around so randomly you never have the chance to get comfortable watching any one scene.
Estevez's use of music is awful. He chooses the most obvious '60s songs to underscore what he wants to be powerfully moving moments. For instance, right before Bobby is murdered, Simon and Garfunkel's The Sounds of Silence plays over silent news footage. This heavy-handed literal use of the song is insulting to Bobby, Simon and Garfunkel and the audience. Estevez uses Mark Isham's bombastic and sentimental score to telegraph EVERY SINGLE "emotional" moment.
The acting is still mostly bad. I had to rank the performances on the info sheet they gave us afterwards. The choices were excellent, very good, good, fair and poor. Most ranged from fair to poor. I had to create a new box labeled "horrible" for Ashton Kutcher.
The poor include Demi Moore, Emilio Estevez, Heather Graham, Nick Cannon, Joy Bryant, Svetlana Metkina, Brian Geraghty, Shia LeBouf, Christian Slater, Mary Elizabeth Winstead and David Krumholz.
The fair included Helen Hunt, William H Macy, Anthony Hopkins, and Harry Belafonte. I liked Laurence Fishburne more this time around but he has such a small part it hardly matters. Freddy Rodriguez and Lindsay Lohan were still very good. Sharon Stone impressed me even more this time around, perhaps that's because the rest of the film was that much more painful the second time.
I will give credit to the costume designer and production designer, who do credible recreations of the era.
The film is at its best when it lets Bobby speak for himself. His words and voice are so commanding and powerful. Unfortunately he is used so very little. He was a great man, and it is a shame this horrible movie was made in his name. He deserved much better.
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Jude Law plays Will, an architect who lives with Liv (Robin Wright
Penn), a documentarian and her behaviorally challenged daughter. After
a series of break-ins at his office, Will begins staking it out in
order to find the culprit. This puts an extra strain on his already
tenuous relationship with Liv. One night, he sees a young man breaking
in. He shouts to him, and when the kid runs away, Will pursues him.
Will follows the kid, Miro, to his apartment in a rundown area. At once he becomes entranced by Miro's mother Amira, an refugee from Serbia who works as a seamstress. Will invents reasons to keep coming back to see Amira. They soon begin an affair. He out of lust, boredom and a lack of intimacy at home. Amira has ulterior motives. She believes if she keeps sleeping with Will he won't turn in Miro.
As Will grows closer to Amira, he begins to pull away from Liv. The tension and uneasiness grow until the spacious rooms of their posh townhouse are full of all the things they can't seem to say to each other.
Anthony Minghella uses this setup to explore the issues of trust, love and honesty in the intertwining relationships of these characters. As always, he proves himself to be an intelligent and insightful writer. His story and characters are authentic and every emotion is real. He is also an outstanding director. He has an excellent sense of pace, tone, and the composition.
The entire cast is fantastic. Jude Law gives his most mature and honest performance to date. Juliette Binoche's accent is superb and she finds the soul of Amira. Robin Wright Penn excels at playing emotionally distant women and she is able to communicate all of Liv's submerged emotions with small gestures or looks. Rafi Gavron, who plays Miro, despite this being his debut, holds his own among these seasoned pros.
Benoit Delhomme's muted grey-tinged cinematography is drastically different than his golden sun burnished work in The Proposition, but no less beautiful. Walter Murch's editing is near flawless. Gabriel Yared has collaborated with Karl Hyde and Rick Smith to create a score that is rich and modern.
I saw this film -properly- for the first time on a finely remastererd Triton
DVD triple feature called Horrors From Space which also included Phantom
From Space and Killers from Space (this last includes green tinted
sequences, inserts and effects shots!).
I was impressed with the quality of the print, amused by the poorly looped dialogue, and laughed at the truly ludicrous acting -particularly Dawn Anderson.
The lack of any real special effects is impressive (not forgetting the shots of the ONE spacecraft) because it actually makes the skeletal disintigrator ray effects seem more startling and effective.
Alert listeners may recognize music tracks later used as the main title from Night of the Living Dead.
I first saw this program AGES ago when it aired on television and then a few years ago when I stumbled across a VHS copy on a bargain label and it was just as unsettling now as it was in childhood. It becomes more disturbing when you remember that one of the ancient Mayan predictions it explores is the date when "They" will return to "Earth Base One" is given as 24 December 2011. Not so very far away.
The Human is a surprisingly worthwhile change from the standard Japanese horror film. It is a cross between The Invisible Man and Phantom of the Opera with just a dash of Hangover Square. The kabuki sequence was well staged. It has tremendous production values and some good, sincere acting. It is marred only but over abundant comic relief, and choppy editing. All in all though, it is worth watching....really.