Say what you will about either movement but the heart and soul of Occupy Wall Street and the Tea Party did bring about conversations about wealth disparity and cultural (and corporate) privilege in this country, those ideas taken to a grotesquely unsettling extreme in the world imagined by DeMonaco.
There’s much of Violet & Daisy I did respond to, large portions that struck the kind of chord I unapologetically responded to.
Without a doubt, this big budget high-concept science fiction spectacle is Summer 2013’s first unmitigated disaster, and seeing how anyone involved creatively could walk away from this calamity unscathed is way beyond me.
The Kings of Summer shouldn’t work, the fact that it does a pleasant summertime cinematic revelation I couldn’t have been more thankful for.
In the end, Now You See Me isn’t anything to get worked up about one way or the other, and while I’d never recommend the watching of it I have this sneaky suspicion it will play rather well on Cable television for viewers with short attention spans and other things on their minds.
When Alyce makes the turn towards dismembering madness it’s hard not become infatuated with what she is going to do next or how she imagines she’s going to extricate herself from an increasingly blood-splattered dilemma of her own creation. It’s fascinating, disgusting and horrific all at the same time, everything building to an eerily ghoulish conclusion of malevolent serenity that caused my blood to run icily cold.
Before Midnight, like its predecessors, is a masterpiece, and I have a feeling I’ll be holding it near and dear to my heart for the rest of my life.
Everything builds to the expected conclusion of Flash! and Boom! and Bang! and numerous more exclamations I can’t bring myself to mention. It’s pointless, and the only true emotion I felt watching Epic was a growing furious anger over just how inept all of this ultimately proved to be.
The movie is remarkable in most ways that matter, and I’m sure many are going to take away an amazing amount of insight into a world few know anything about that they otherwise wouldn’t have garnered without seeing it. But, for me at least, none of this meant near enough, my own feelings and views sadly invading my headspace as I watched things play themselves out to conclusion. I admired Fill the Void but I didn’t like it, and no matter how hard I try to make myself change that opinion sadly that’s just one thing at this time I simply cannot do.