I'd call nearly half of it "Kate," in her best performance since "Titanic," she is as real as a rain soaked birthday party. What person wouldn't want to fight to not forget Winslet as Clementine? She may have a cyclonic temper, but she's a sweet and vibrant personality. She imprints herself on Carrey's Joel Barish so much that his own memory of her becomes a heroine to his invaded mind.
As for Jim Carrey, his own range of emotion, from rage to confusion to utter joy and contentment, adds a deft subtlety to a movie about great extremes. Such an impressive performance makes me want to go to the doctor to erase any preconceived notion about him.
Kaufman continues to point a frightened finger at those who take their lives like a grain of salt, easy to be thrown away or pulled like a bad tooth. Here, not as in "...Malkovich," is a message "eternally spotless:" Our memories and fantasies are what makes us human. No matter how painful they are, we should never throw them away.
Lilo, a young native Hawaiian girl, who has been orphaned to all but her older sister, prays for an angel to come and to be her friend. At the same time, an alien mutant escapes from being locked up for his destructive tendencies. When the alien lands on Earth, Lilo mistakes him as a dog and adopts him, naming him Stitch.
While her older sister struggles to get employed, Lilo tries to get Stitch to become a model citizen using Elvis as the model of a fine citizen. But Stitch can't help but be himself, which means wreaking havoc on most everything!
Chris Sanders, animator and director of "Mulan" as well as the creator and voice of "Stitch" directs this movie to Disney Classic stardom. Sanders knows where to make it funny and where to make it touching, never skipping a beat.
The begining of the film gives Serkis a well-deserved cameo after being behind the animation of Gollum. In a flashback, Serkis is brilliant as the dumb, and greedy river dweller who murders his own brother for the power of the ring; greatly foreshadowing the events to occur in the Crack of Doom.
Sean Aston takes the movie as Sam, who goes through all of fire and shadow, pain and passion to help his friend destroy the evil that has latched on to him. Samwise is like a Judas without flaw; we see him agonize over his actions, even as he is not guilty of any cruelty toward Frodo, but a victim of Gollum's madness.
John Noble's Denethor, vile Steward of Minas Tirith, and father to Boromir and Faramir, makes one's skin crawl with both disgust and anger. Arrogant and full of judgement and accusations, he seems the most evil without even carrying a ring!
Also, watch Miranda Otto's portrayal of Lady Eowyn as she and Merry slay the Nazguul witch-king. Her strength of character and sense of duty to her fallen king are breathtakingly played.
All Tolkein's storyline are brilliantly tied up. We see our heroes and heroines return or re-begin their lives.
Astonishingly beautiful filmmaking!
Being a pacifist, I think that all people should try to understand warfare for what it is, but try to avoid jumping into war until it is absolutely necessary. WWII was indeed a necessary war to fight, and the film, though not specifically aimed to do so, makes this point very clear.
First, before getting directly into the battles, the film educates us on the history of flight. With cartoon humour and sight gags it comes off very entertaining.
Then, the film is turned over to Alexander de Seversky, author of the book on which the film is based. De Seversky makes a valid point that the war should be fought with an enlarged military air force as opposed to naval and land based tactics. He is made to be very informative and enjoyable to watch against the animated maps and diagrams created by Disney's finest animators.
Eerily, there is a link to the 9/11 happening in the idea de Seversky expresses that air power removes the lines between civilians and soldiers and puts the lives of any of us at risk. It is fortunate that he had not lived to see this sad day.
We are invited to dream with a few cute kids of adventuring off in far lands. Alex, Luna, Ramus, and Nall (Alex's "flying cat.") set off on a mysterious journey to find their destinies call to them. But, the young love between our hero Alex and wise, but fragile Luna becomes tested. Is Luna's destiny somewhere adrift away beyond where Alex can go? Within a truly creative cutaway scene, Luna sings of the emptiness she feels inside and of the doom that is soon to approach. The scene is genius, recalling the quality of Disney storytelling.
With a cast of great characters, a very followable storyline, and the musical score being a treat unto itself, the World of Lunar breathes with music, magic, and fun.
Enjoyed by both adult and child, alike, it clearly defines what was once great in animation. It is truly a masterpiece of filmmaking as well.
Right smack in the vein he started with Blue Velvet and Twin Peaks, Lynch gives us nightmares of the corrupt heart of Tinseltown; sans the Black Lodges and Lumbertowns, he makes Hollywood into his own twisted backyard.
Don't veer away when you can't figure this one out. It will make sense near the end of the picture.
But, looky here, there's plenty of things happening to make you forget all that. And it's loaded like a pistol with the same campy, fast-paced humour, shooting sharp.
Forget the campy effects and the somewhat messy directing. The movie belongs to the young actors, who deliver the cinematic snitch, and make Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger come alive with true magic.
After seeing "The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring" I can without a doubt say that this film is the ultimate definitive fantasy film. Not only that though: From its talented cast of actors, to the inspired dialogue, and the jaw-dropping visual effects, Middle Earth, the grandfather of the fantasy genre, resides on celluloid with the dignity and scope only author Tolkien himself achieved with words.
Being a fan of the books and having read "Fellowship..." numerous times, as well as seeing other less adequate adaptations, Peter Jackson's adaptation is the closest, most comprehensive labour that could ever be filmed of the first book in the Ring epic.
Since "The Two Towers" and "Return of the King" were filmed with "Fellowship..." simultaneously, they must be incredible as well.
Far more than being a mere retro toon remake film, though, it's an all-out nuclear warheaded cruise missle fired at the music industry commercialization machine. And BABOOM! It hits "Ground Zero" too well!!
From the parody of "BSB, Nsync, 98 Degrees, etc." group called "DuJour" to its subversive, albeit absurd plot, the picture blends its burlesqued wackiness with a touch of sweet realism, almost poetically. One never loses sight that the new "fab three" want to remain who they really feel they are inside, and that's what makes this film work.
That's the question in this wonderful film by Mimi Leder (Deep Impact). "The Sixth Sense's" brilliant young actor, Haley Joel Osment delivers another jaw-dropping performance as Trevor, the 11 year old visionary. For an extra credit assignment, Trevor devises a system where people "owe" other people favours. They "pay it forward" to the next three people (sorta ala Pyramid selling schemes.)
Oscar Winners Kevin Spacey and Helen Hunt back the movie with fine acting as well.
McCormack (Braveheart) and Weisz (The Mummy) do well, but they both are wasted on a film only slightly better than dull.
By no means is this a comedy; it's drama -- or at least, it's a "comedy" that concentrates too much on being a very very upset film about an inwardly-angry main character, Sonny (Davies).
Sonny had just come back from the war, which might have been more pleasant for him than his regular life. On the way home he meets Gunner (Affleck), a fast-talking moving guy who wants to get real with his life.
Davies begins to get a taste of the good side of things -- namely sex -- but can't handle his own self during his moments of intimacy, which the filmmaker decides to illustrate in indulgent detail. We are trapped with Sonny in his psychosis.
Sound like comedy yet? I didn't get the joke.
"Going all the way" ... back to the video store for me!
Morgan Freeman, Keanu Reeves (who's at his best in action) and Rachel Weisz make this film much more engaging to watch than it should be. Reeves and Weisz look fine together as Eddie and Lily, respectively, who are two college students accused of murdering one of their colleagues and stealing their economically and ecologically-friendly fuel project. They must run from the Law AND those who have framed them, or are they the same people?
Good on action!
The Gladiator answers these questions fairly. With beautiful scope masterfully done by veteran director Ridley Scott, Gladiator forces us into the broken life of Maximus, played very well by Russell Crowe. A commander of the Roman Armies and a surrogate son to a dying Roman Emperor, Maximus just wants to return home. He has seen too much of war.
In his humility, he declines his dying Emperor's wishes for him to take the throne, and leaves the boon to the Emperor's spoiled rotten son, Commodus (of which Joaquin Phoenix gives a tour-de-force performance.)
Because of his jealousy over his father's love, Commodus is sick with envy over Maximus's importance. In his ignorance, he makes Maximus the main attraction of his new Collusium in Rome, where the warrior, now gladiator, must face death and thrill the crowds -- in turn, making him to be a legend beyond his own Imperial name.
With fine acting, a wonderful screenplay and excitement galore, this movie captivates.
It suffers from being way too forgetable, and from all the hard work involved, that's a legendary shame.
But that's not all! Robbins directs his screenplay onto the screen like Rivera painting the Rockerfeller Center mural. He puts the gut passion of fear of Communism Era into a poignant, lyrical, beautiful pseudo-performance of the lost show, "Cradle Will Rock."
It's too much a thrill as Braveheart's Angus MacFadyen bombasts as a young Orson Welles determined to challenge the authority of the public and of society with the production of the play. We see a very willowy Emily Watson try her heart out to get a role in the play. We watch as Azaria exhumes Marc Blitzstein, describing the show to the producers. We feel the anticipation of a show that might not be put on -- might be closed down -- might be dangerous to even attempt to perform.
It's a no special effects spectacle. It's a true underdog winner! What a great movie!
Perhaps some call it artistic expression, but pure cynical humour, to me, is self-indulgent garbage. All it does is propagate more confusion in a blatant refusal to understand.
Where Se7en had brilliance -- in the display of the seven deadly sins, the clarity of each character, the horror of the consequence of action -- Fight Club almost displays the horror of human life itself, and that's just plain bad art.
Yes, Brad Pitt and Edward Norton are wonderful in it. But why are they in it?
If the filmmakers are so unhappy with themselves and humanity, they should at least give us a vision of how they feel things SHOULD be! Or let someone else get greenlighted that can at least appreciate something about humanity. Sell your soap somewhere else. I ain't buying it!
It is quite a plus, though, to watch Greg Kinnear get fried. That was a sincere highlight for me!
I honestly have no pity nor sympathy for any of the characters in this film, perhaps not even Malkovich himself as he falls for the manipulative witch played by Keener. It is a puppet show of dark humour, and we the unsuspecting children are engaged to watch it.
The ending truly is the final straw, being absolutely disgusting.
Let's face it, though. It is popular to tell society that we are all perverted at heart, in some form or another. Most of us already know this fact. It's when we get past our repression and let ourselves be who we are that we might feel like we are truly worth our own lives, and therefore, in my opinion, worth celluloid.
"...Malkovich" just wallows in its shadowy tunnel.
Ripley must go down to face her worst nightmares in order to rescue a surviving colonist, "Newt" played by the adorable Carrie Henn. Together, they face not just one -- but many of those horrifying demons of H. R. Giger's imagination, including the big bad mamma queen!
Michael Biehn plays a good guy (whew! -- I hate his villains!), and Bill Paxton blesses the screen (NOT!) with a quoteable "Game Over, Man!..."
But all jokes aside -- this film is pure entertainment! Here, Ripley shows her feminine brawn, and Weaver plays it to the max with finesse.