There
is manifestly nothing fun about this movie, and as for it's size, being poorly
written, acted, and directed it is about 86 minutes too long with a running
time of the same. I rented this for the sole purpose of my daughter who
is a monumental Victoria Justice fan. Both she and I were shocked at how thoroughly
juvenile and creepy this Nickelodeon farce was. Any film that starts off
with an elementary schooler naked on a toilet should end up in a Hollywood
Dumpster rather than loud and proud on the silver screen. The plot is so mechanical
and acting so contrived that it is an immediate bore right out of the gate.
This is a teen angst film in which all the angst is suffered by the audience
and not the characters. The fact that Johnny Knoxville even appears in
this film may warrant a random drug test. Johnny, even Steve O, would not attempt to pull a ridiculous stunt like this sober or not. This flick is extraordinarily
painful to watch, and I still can't figure out why I sat through it until the
end credits, but I did and for that I may deserve my fate. 0 out of 5
Kernels: this film should have earned and negative rating, but even that would
have been too high marks.
This is my first and only blog attempt that will include; movie reviews, personal thoughts, some humor, and, most importantly, a collection of the concepts and stories that I have both published and are currently developing for future publication. You are welcome to comment on everything, however, I request that all comments are absent of vulgarity or obscenity and demonstrate genuine critical thinking and honest interpretation. Thank you.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
One Minute Movie Review: Fright Night (2011)
In
1985, Tom Hollins brought us a unique
spin on the mythical bloodsucking tale with a campy, tongue-in-cheek flick
featuring over the top performances of such talents as Chris Sarandon and Roddy
McDowall. In 2011, Craig Gillespie attempts to update that camp classic
with this inferior reboot. Replacing all the humor and originality of its
predecessor, Gillespie creates a more ominous environment lessened by a goofy
and cliched retelling. Unlike the 80s original, there's nothing new here; the characters are
boring, the acting is subpar, and even the gore is passé. Colin Farrell
provides us one of the most uninteresting vampires since Edmund, a little more adult
and aggressive yet somehow the same pedestrian screen presence. Anton
Yelchin and Imogen Poots have about as much chemistry as stagnant water and
their performances are as inspiring. McDowall's replacement, David
Tennant, concocts a decidedly peculiar character somewhere between Criss Angel
and Jack Sparrow that fails miserably. A far cry from McDowall's
endearing, cartoonish, reluctant hero.
There's no connection with the audience this is just yet another
retelling of a done the death tale, no pun intended. Add in cinematography
that is so dark that half the action is barely noticeable, and you get a film
that is lifeless and unentertaining. 0 out of 5 Kernels: for a vampire film
this movie sucked in all the wrong ways.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
One Minute Movie Review: Here Comes The Boom
Take
one part Mr. Holland's Opus, one part Dead Poets Society, and sprinkle in a
little of Rocky then mix it all together and blend it in the mind of Kevin
James and you get Here Comes the Boom. Frank Coraci, best known for such comedic Sandler hits as (yes
there was a time when Sandler made good movies) The Water Boy and The Wedding
Singer bring us this endearing tale of striving to achieve the impossible, both
becoming an effective UFC fighter and successfully teaching in High School. Despite being a bit preachy at times,
somewhat simplistic at others, and a bit predictable the overwhelming positive aspect
of this film is that it is endearing. This is James best role to date, a little less goofy, a little more serious,
and certainly more fit. Winkler also delivers
a winning performance, unlike other Happy Madison productions. The acting is believable, the character
chemistry is genuine, and the dialogue is fluid. The humor is solid, not
sidesplitting but entertaining and although the story can get sappy at times I
did find it quite inspiring. It's a feel-good film designed in every way
to be that without excuse and in these cynical times where everyone's a skeptic
it's gratifying to have a slight glimmer of hope come out of Hollywood now and
then. This is one you could watch over and over again, which in and of itself is a compliment. 3 out of 5
kernels; maybe not a comedic knockout for James but he undoubtedly went
the distance.
Thursday, February 14, 2013
One Minute Movie Review: Ice Age: Continental Drift
I am going to go right to the point on this one; to put it succinctly and profoundly, this is a cute movie. Why, again,
it took two directors to bring it to life, perplexes me, but, Steve Martino, director of Horton Hears a Who, and Mike Thurmeier conclude this franchise in a family friendly
and mildly entertaining way. At least I hope it is the conclusion.
With an overflowing talent pool, swimming with the acting and voice
talents of such thespian greats as Nicki Minaj and Joy Behar, the casting seems a bit overkill for an extremely
simple plot and individually short screen time. I am sure their salaries
didn't reflect that though. The core cast, Romano, Leguizamo and Leary do an OK job of keeping the comradely alive,
but the “beat the dead horse factor” is definitively there. The animation
is excellent, the humor is not, but it's a kids’ film so anyone under that age
of 8 might be amused. It pales in comparison to the
original, and all the depth and humanity have been replaced with sitcom like heart
string grabs. It’s a safe bet for the kiddies, just make sure any adults
have their Iphones or Androids handy to get you through the bulk. If you’re looking for a time killing app., I highly
recommend Where's my Water. 2 out of 5 Kernels; not horrible, but is that
actually a compliment.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
One Minute Movie Review: Branded
Three letters to best sum up this
film are W, T, and F, all capitalized. What could have been a strange and
unique thriller commenting on the current state of our societies’ dependence on mass
marketing to shape our ideals, opinions, and even identities ended up being a
silly and contrived attempt at mixing confusing ideology with exceptionally awful
sci-fi. The saddest part, it took two, not one, but two directors to bring
this mess to the silver screen. The only redeeming aspect was the acting,
which, for the most part, was one level above satisfactory. Everything else was atrocious. The
story, told both by the characters and via
narration, strangely sounding like Gene Roddenberry's wife (who
appears, by the way, as the outline of a
cow made up of stars in the heavens, yes, you actually read that) is convoluted
and slow. It moves so methodically that it teeters between boring and
overbearing. The plot plays like an indie conspiracy flick at first, then
quickly devolves into indescribable goofiness, overwhelming any symbolism and credible theory.
When the special effects arrive, and I use that term loosely, more
so than Lindsey Lohan's bra strap, they are remarkably disappointing and bizarre.
The only comparison I can make is Dr. Seuss on acid. I won't reveal
any more, however, the only spoiler to this movie, is seeing it. 0 out of
5 Kernels: If I could have given a negative numeric value, I would.
Tuesday, February 5, 2013
One Minute Movie Review: Dredd
The best way to sum up this film is this; if you are a fan
of the comic this will be purely compelling and enjoyable, however, for me is
yet another example of less is more. It
is a picture that is both overtly violent and gory, undoubtedly the way creator
John Wagner would have envisioned his legendary comic book antihero to be portrayed
on the silver screen. Karl Urban's incarnation falls somewhere between
tongue-in-cheek and total bad ass, a far improvement above Stallone's cornier
version which bombed at the box office. Olivia Thirlby's co starring performance
is unremarkable but tolerable. Lena Headey's villainess is unique and
original in some ways, but her acting is mediocre at best which overshadows her
character’s presence on screen. The story is engaging playing more like
a video game than a movie, but the overkill of gunplay and human splatter substantially
lessens the entertainment value. The best assessment would be a high
octane, bullet riddled joyride that plays like a hybrid of Predator 2 and Die
Hard on meth. 1 out of 5 Kernels: the better of the two Dredd
movies, but that is not saying much.
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