Parker isn’t a good movie…It’s annoyingly all over the map, and even though certain scenes ring with the proper Westlake blood-splattered realism more often than not this film is a head-scratching mess that’s virtually impossible to enjoy.
The Last Stand certainly doesn’t break any new ground, and it definitely doesn’t do a single thing that’s unexpected, but that doesn’t make it any less a rollicking good time. Say what you will about Schwarzenegger but the man does know how to make a fun action movie when he sets his mind to it, and for all its faults his teaming up with Jee-woon has produced a very entertaining one indeed.
The filmmakers aren’t afraid of the material, don’t feel the need to coddle their audience or deliver comforting emotional platitudes. They take things to their ultimate breaking point, going with an otherworldly finale that’s one part Tim Burton and two parts Guillermo del Toro.
Poorly paced, lazily edited, reviling in cliché and shot to look as shiny as a newfound penny, Gangster Squad is 2013’s first disaster, and instead of waiting four months to throw it into multiplexes Warner Bros would have been better served to have left it on the shelf unreleased.
These artists don’t give in and they refuse to give up, Quartet proving once again that if you can maintain a song in your heart and keep a dance in your step being young is an ongoing state of grace that potentially could last forever.
Do not let the title fool you, Cheerful Weather for the Wedding is hardly the joyous, maybe even celebratory event some might suspect it to be. There is comedy and there is romance, but a romantic comedy this adaptation of Strachey’s novella this movie certainly is not. And that’s just fine.
Texas Chainsaw 3D isn’t just a bad movie, considering the potential evident during the first third and showcased during the final scene it’s also a disappointing one, the first wide release of 2013 a sad reminder that some wells just shouldn’t be returned to.
All I can say is that I hope Whedon does return to the helm, because after this movie the thought of The Avengers assembling without his assertively assured guidance is something I have difficulty pondering.
The Salt of Life may take some effort to get into but by the time the climax rolls around it becomes impossible to dislike, and I imagine on subsequent viewings this is the type of innately human journey that could grow on me to the point it becomes an essential one to take on a semi-regular basis.