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Cast Away (2000)
Extended infomercial with caveman antics
Cast Away tells the not true story of a Fed Ex manager who lives by the clock who has a big plane crash and washes up on a desert island where, get this irony, he has loads of time in which to do nothing! Tom Hanks is Chuck Noland, a Fed Ex company man through and through, pager in one hand this man thinks, breathes, godammit sweats Fedex. And he's all wrapped up in the chunkiest knitwear possible highlighting his equally chunky frame. He's such a company man that when his pager goes he leaves his big family Christmas dinner because he absolutely must fly to wherever in a Fed Ex Tristar. So this guys a real can-do kinda guy. We see him shouting at his Muscovite employees, and we see him shouting at them in Red Square as they do an impromptu open air Fed-Ex parcel sort to make the last flight out. The next time he's shouting because coconuts are falling off the trees. More of that later. Back to Fed Ex because you can't move for Fed Ex in this film. Its omnipresent. There are even some postal jokes. 'Take 5 days to get there and we'll be US Mail' and 'you wanna be on time, fly UPS!' says the pilot of the doomed plane. The crash is karma for his irony. The ironies on him as all the parcels are late so he may as well be US Mail. There are loads of laughs here. They keep on coming when Chuck Noland has his fateful crash where everyone dies except him. Indeed he doesn't suffer a scratch. He's then washed ashore on a South Pacific island. What to do next? He doesn't find any water for a day which was a nice touch, and he eats a coconut. He finds a torch on a dead pilot, and cuts his feet and hands and legs on coral and doesn't get infected. Its amazing. Its as though he has antibiotics or something to ward of the sickeningly rapid infection that usually occurs in the tropics from untreated coral cuts. You see coral is often living when it cuts your skin, and then it gets in the wound, and the air is hot and moist and before you know it your foot is the size of, for want of comparison, Wilson. Not Chuck. He's so confident in his natural healing process that he uses some bubble wrap as a dressing and his legs don't drop off and he can still walk and doesn't get gangrene. The bubble wrap comes from the parcels washed up on the beach. And as this is a non-stop thrill fest we just can't wait to see what's in the parcels. There's Wilson the ball that becomes his best mate, and some ice skates that form a cutting/dental tool and a ballroom dress with a mesh ideal for fishing (who'd have thought) and ice skates! Ice Skates! On a desert island
you see how ironic that is? But these skates look sharp and
and then when we watch him trying to light a fire for 10 minutes (36 hours in the film). Four Years Later and he's Stig of the Dump, and all that chunkiness is now skinny, and he has a caveman beard and curly hair. Ha-ha! His cave is daubed with neanderthal paintings and what-not. All in all he's regressed quite a way. In the end he builds a raft, and loses Wilson (oh no, I ruined the one interesting plot line) and obviously gets rescued. In a nice twist his wife has remarried and had a child and so that relationship is dead. But this is a Robert Zemickis film so you just know there's some schmaltz coming up. You see good ole Chuck didn't open all the parcels on the beach. No, he was a good employee and kept one sealed and the thought of delivering it 'kept him alive for four years'. Any sane man would have opened it. After all, there could have been a solar powered satellite phone in it which would have saved us all a load of bother. So in the final frame he's delivered the phone to some bird we saw at the beginning of the film who's a sculptor who coincidentally created a sculpture just like the logo of Fed Ex and incredibly didn't infringe their copyright. Chuck sees this and likes what he sees and he's now standing on a crossroads literally in the middle of nowhere wondering what to do next though hints have been dropped that he'll be heading back up the dusty track to the sculptress who we know is divorced because we saw her Fed Exing her divorce papers at the beginning of the film which like the beginning of this sentence really does feel like it was four and a half years ago. Tom Hanks takes method acting to a new level in this epic tale of boredom. When a basketball has more character than the star turn then you know there's trouble ahead. Zemeckis has taken the desert island formula and turned it on its head. There's no sex so its not the Blue Lagoon. There's no nudity or drunkenness so its no Castaway, and Tom Hanks is no Brooke Shields or Oliver Reed. All there is is a man going insane in a mildly amusing but ultimately tedious manner. Perfect Sunday night viewing then undemanding and unintentionally amusing.
Tropic Thunder (2008)
Derek Zoolander without Magnum
I admit it now, I missed the point with this film. I saw plenty of pre-film publicity and its a film I wanted to see having read some favourable reviews. I was looking forward to it. I was in no way going to draw a comparison with Zoolander and then I realised that that is exactly what I ended up doing. Tropic Thunder is a satire of Hollywood egos, making movies, the motivation for making movies (Oscars), and the war film (Platoon in particular). Now there are some genuinely funny moments in this film but I'm at pains to remember what they were. All I can remember is another terrible performance from Jack Black, playing a drug addled fat guy. Ben Stiller played his usual stupid guy. Think Derek Zoolander without Magnum. Robert Downey Jr was a guy playing a guy pretending to be a guy.
The premise was good - a real life war film with actors flung into a jungle being filmed on hand-held cameras. For me it all fell apart when they came to the 'Pow Camp'. At that point it just became a sub Rambo 3 action film with bad jokes. I mean great, so it had a happy ending, and great, it was as violent and non-lethal as The A-Team, but very gory but it all felt so... forced.
That said it gets an extra point for Tom Cruise's fantastic performance, especially his telephone putdown which was a real treat.
The Mark of Cain (2007)
Vivid, distateful and unsettling, but representative?
This isn't a war film per se, but rather a film about the conflict between loyalty and morality. The question is where do you draw the line between loyalty to the regiment and the morality of your actions? This film is powerful stuff but I can't help but feel that this film is somehow unrepresentative of the British Army in Iraq. I have to say that it has left a rather foul taste in my mouth, but this may well be down to my refusal to think about the examples of brutality in custody that have taken place rather than the film's depiction of those crimes. So in regards to the effectiveness of the film at portraying its subject the film is most effective. The acting is strong throughout as is the cinematography and the sparse soundtrack. I won't watch it again as I have nothing further to gain from it. I think, in retrospect that it is still too recent an event to gain any further wisdom from. Although it is not 'based on true events' there have been instances of abuse that have culminated in criminal cases. But would we gain anything from watching a feature film about the abuses at Abu Grahib only three years after the events?