It’s just another movie, another song and dance

Swing Vote (Joshua Michael Stern, 2008). Stern builds his soft political satire around the notion of a contentious U.S. presidential election coming down to one vote, an entirely ambivalent, freshly unemployed middle-aged scamp. That role, as it must, goes to Kevin Costner, who tries to find a new side to the die he’s been casting periodically ever since Bull Durham. It doesn’t work, in part because he can’t quite get a handle on how this guy’s charm should be balanced against his more problematic behavior. It’s mostly due to the tepid script, though. The raw material is there to tackle … Continue reading It’s just another movie, another song and dance

I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand

There was a time when I saw just about every major new release that came out of Hollywood. In particular, if a movie topped the box office on any given weekend, I felt I should have an informed opinion on it, which is how I stuck myself seeing Bulletproof (that actually may have been the film that broke the habit). Those days are long gone. I didn’t go anywhere near this weekend’s top earner. However, I might of had it looked a a little different. There are other derivations that I would have found even more enticing. (Posted simultaneously to … Continue reading I said where you goin’ with that gun in your hand

She walks to work but she’s still in a daze, she’s Rita Hayworth or Doris Day

Wanted (Timur Bekmambetov, 2008). Colossally stupid. Based on a six-issue comic book series written by Mark Millar, the film revolves around a secret society of assassins with a knack for bending the laws of physics to their favor, most notably by sending bullets on curved trajectories with a flick of their wrist while firing a gun, as if they were bowling balls hurled down a well-oiled lane. If the filmmakers are going to disregard the basic principles of science so freely and frivolously, I suppose it’s silly to expect them to care a whit for things like logic and narrative … Continue reading She walks to work but she’s still in a daze, she’s Rita Hayworth or Doris Day