MOMMY (2014) – The Review

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Over the years film goers have been treated to movies touting the joys of parenthood such as PENNY SERENADE, YOURS, MINE, AND OURS, and, for most of its story, PARENTHOOD. But what about the opposite end of the spectrum, when raising your sibling becomes more than a bit difficult. More harrowing than the comedy slapstick of the PROBLEM CHILD series, but not the melodramatic themes of THE BAD SEED or THE GOOD SON. In his newest film French-Canadian actor/director/writer Xavier Dolan mixes in a touch of futuristic “what if” to shine a spotlight on the struggles of many fractured modern-day families. It’s the tale of the tug-of-war between a violent, troubled teenager and his overwhelmed widowed MOMMY.

A brief prologue printed in white letters on a black screen tells us that we’re now a couple of years in the future after a 2015 change in Canada’s  laws now allows parents to place minors in health care and detention facilities without a legal hearing. Cut to forty-six year-old single parent Diane ‘Die” Desperes (Anne Dorval) at the start of one of the worst days of her life. After a terrible journey she finally arrives at the youth mental health center where her teen son lives. The director informs Die of the cafeteria fire her son set which badly burned a fellow resident, so the guilty boy must be transferred to a detention center. Die will have none of this, so the only option is for her to take him back home. Soon the blond hellion,  fifteen year-old Steven (Antoine-Oliver Pilon) collects his belongings and walks with his mom to the run-down suburban home she has just rented. Die decides that she will home school her son, but when she loses her job at a newspaper, she must seek out new employment (some at-home translation work won’t cut it). One day Die notices the shy redheaded woman living across the street. Befriending her, Die learns that Kyla (Suzanne Clement) is on sabbatical from school teaching, perhaps because of a traumatic incident that left her with a frustrating stutter and caused her to move here with her husband and pre-teen daughter. Maybe Kyla could teach Steven. As the days pass she battles to get through to the boy, while forging a deep friendship with Die. The unlikely duo end up helping each other while working to bring Steven back from the abyss of hopelessness.

This intimate tale comes alive thanks to the superb performances by the trio of gifted actors with Dorval exploring all the complexity of the title role. Her Die goes through life projecting an ultra-tough exterior. While most of her contemporaries sport a short sensible hairstyle along with form-hiding fashions, she adheres to a rock and roll metal vixen look with streaked flowing locks, black fingernails, and ultra-mini skirts. This may be her “flipping the bird” at “Father Time”, but may also be a reaction to being plunged into widowhood at far too young an age. At times it’s a weapon that can be used in order to provide for and protect her precious son. When he’s threatened, Die is as ferocious as a lioness. As the film nears its conclusion, that rock hard exterior is finally chipped away, and Dorval shows us the vulnerable soul beneath all the leather and maschera. Nearly her exact opposite is Clement as the fragile, clearly emotionally damaged Kyla who tries to disappear into the background to no avail. Die sees her, and in a way, rescues her by giving her a challenge. The unconventional neighbors begin to help her break through her own shell in a way her straight-laced hubby won’t attempt (she’s never explains it, but a quick tour of her home drops clues to Kyla’s tragic past). Luckily the quiet mouse unleashes a deafening roar when her buttons are pushed by the wild Steven. Pilon ably tackles this roller coaster of a role. At times Steven is sweet, even charming, and overly affectionate (like a protective suitor of Die), other times endearingly inappropriate causing Die to smile with a twisted sense of pride. But then the coaster descends into darkness. We, along with his shell-shocked mum, are never quite sure what word or action will unleash the beast. In the film’s most disturbing sequence, Pilon is a white-hot ball of fury that thinks nothing of choking the life out of his only parent. In other scenes he tries our patience, while making us wish to embrace and comfort him moment later. Kudos to the young actor for excelling in playing an incredibly complex character.

Dolan has chosen a risky, unconventional way to shoot the film which sets it apart from other domestic dramas. For most of the running time, all of the action is contained in a square frame dead center of the screen, the remaining space in black (let’s hope confused audiences down go running to the lobby or projection booth). Perhaps it’s to make the story more intimate, or to focus in more intently on Die and Steven’s struggles, as though  we’re peering in on them through a tiny window. As if fate has trapped them and is squeezing. This gives the film a look of small snapshots or petite paintings and illustrations. The picture doesn’t open up until well after the midpoint, perhaps to show that the characters have regained hope and are happily embracing all that life offers. Unfortunately the space is soon contracted again. The still youthful director has delivered a film wise beyond his years, shining a bright light on the constant turmoil that too many families encounter. It’s tough, unflinching, and one of the most moving paternal portraits produced for the screen. MOMMY provides no easy solutions, but gives the viewer much to ponder.

4 Out of 5

MOMMY opens everywhere and screens exclusively in the St. Louis area at Landmark’s Plaza Frontenac Cinemas

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PADDINGTON – The Review

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Just what we need, another cute kids’ movie about a lovable, talking animal. Children can’t seem to get enough of these movies, despite how dreadfully awful they usually are, by most adults’ standards. Spy on parents some time while they treat their little ones to these chatty creature films and you’re likely to find most of them struggling to grin and bear the experience. Yeah. See what I did there?

Normally, you’d be hard pressed to find me caught anywhere near one of these movies. There are, of course, always those rare exceptions that lead you to eat that bitter N word… “never.” This is why I try and never say never about a film, unless its in the title. PADDINGTON (2014) is a family-friendly film, and by that I mean its friendly for the entire family, children and adults. The film is based upon the beloved books by author Michael Bond, who wrote his first Paddington piece n 1958, inspired by the childrens programs he worked on for the BBC at the time.

I will be honest. When I first heard about the new PADDINGTON movie, what went through my head was the cliched assumption that they’ve yet again — or, still — run out of original ideas. This ended up being an unfair assumption about a movie that works surprisingly well. The reason for the film working out this well is simple. PADDINGTON is written and directed by the same person — always a promising sign — and that person is Paul King. For the coolest of our readers, you’ll likely know this name as the director of the quirky British series The Mighty Boosh (2004-2007). For a show recognized as possibly being created while on acid, and could be described as the love child of Wes Anderson and Pee Wee Herman, parents may be alarmed to learn it eventually led a feature-length PADDINGTON film. Fear not. The only addictive substance being consumed here is freshly made marmalade.

Those familiar with The Might Boosh will notice the little influences of this style from the very beginning, as PADDINGTON opens with an old newsreel about an explorer named Montgomery Clyde, who ventured out into “Darkest Peru,” where he stumbled upon a rare species of highly intelligent bears. Befriended a young bear cub (Paddington), his Aunt Lucy (voiced by Imelda Staunton) and Uncle Pastuzo (voiced by Michael Gambon), Montgomery Clyde left more of an impression on the bears that he could have ever imagined. Fast forward several years, and natural disaster in Darkest Peru has Aunt Lucy sending Paddington (voiced by Ben Whishaw) off to London to find a nice family to take him in and raise him as their own. London is about to host its first ever talking bear, and with him all of his accompanying adventures.

The Brown family are an average lot, but display a familiar hint of dysfunction. Mr. Brown (Hugh Bonneville) is a work-aholic risk analyst with a tendency towards OCD, while Mrs. Brown (Sally Hawkins) is a loving, free-spirited illustrator of childrens stories. Judy Brown (Madeleine Harris) is a typical angst-ridden teenage girl and Jonathan Brown (Samuel Joslin) is a curious, adventurous adolescent boy. One day, the Browns happen upon a young talking bear whilst walking through Paddington Station, hence the origin of the title character’s human name. His bear name becomes one of a handful of low-key running jokes that are sprinkled delightfully throughout the film. Under pressure from Mrs. Brown and Jonathan, Mr. Brown caves and Paddington finds himself the newest addition to the Brown family.

As Paddington assimilates into his new family, he must also avoid the fiendishly obsessed desires of Millicent, the villainous taxidermist set upon capturing Paddington and adding him to her personal collection of permanently preserved wildlife specimens. Millicent, played by Nicole Kidman, is portrayed as a more modern Cruella Deville. Kidman relies heavily on textbook villain tactics, providing an acceptable but minimally impressive performance. Even her name Millicent is strangely similar to Maleficent, and despite being a family film, she offers little in the way of believable danger. As for the remainder of the supporting cast, here lies one treat after another. Mrs. Bird (played by Julie Walters) is a tough, but oddly grounding force within the Brown household. Mr. Gruber (played by Jim Broadbent) is a funny old survivor who helps Paddington find what he’s seeking. Mr. Curry (played by Dr. Who‘s Peter Capaldi) serves as a sort of sub-villain turned anti-hero and strange neighbor to the Browns.

PADDINGTON exploits modern computer technology to bring the talking, accident-prone bear to life. Even ten years ago, it’s unlikely this film could have succeeded on any respectably mature level. Its this technical mastery that adds half of the character’s charm, from his appearance to his mannerisms to numerous sight gags, but the other half is courtesy of Paul King’s playfully odd sense of humor. Subtle puns, plays on words, silly observations and misunderstandings, these are all tools in King’s box of tricks that are used to give the film its well-rounded appeal. On many levels, I could stretch my analysis and call PADDINGTON an analogy for immigration and society’s difficulty in accepting change and the arrival of outside influences. There is definitely a correlation there, but I’ll let you read into that as much or as little as you feel comfortably inclined.

Visually, PADDINGTON is thoroughly engaging, filled with action, visual gags and no shortage of hijinks put innocently into play by the well-meaning Peruvian bear cub, struggling to adapt and find his place in a foreign land. The 95-minute running time falls nicely between being too long and feeling rushed. With all this said, there is still clearly the element of filmmaking for kids, which is only to be expected. Fortunately, these elements are well incorporated and never overwhelmingly present. Combine this with a vivid color palette and you have a film that should do remarkably well with boys and girls alike.

Overall Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars

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THE WEDDING RINGER – The Review

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Hey film fans, are you ready for the first odd coupling “bro-mance” of 2015? Well, you’d better be, cause it’s here at the multiplex now. It owes little to that Neil Simon classic creation other than an unlikely pairing. Perhaps it’s closer the 48 HRS films or the RUSH HOUR series, although race and ethnicity doesn’t factor in quite as mush as those earlier action comedies. And what instigates this team-up? Why it’s that epic fodder for catastrophe, a big wedding ceremony, where slapstick, conflict, and deception collide. Throw in a shady transaction and you’ve got a new big matrimonial farce in THE WEDDING RING (get it, ring, and singer, eh?eh?). No need to mail in a RSVP, just get your tickets at the box office.

As the film opens, we meet frazzled fiance Doug Harris (Josh Gad) as he calls up every fella’ he’s ever met in a desperate search for a Best Man at his days-away wedding. He’s in such a panic that he passes out in front of his betrothed Gretchen (Kaley Cuoco-Sweeting) at the planner’s office. Luckily said planner has an ace up his sleeve, a man he can hire for the ceremony. We then meet him on the job, as Jimmy Callahan (Kevin Hart) delivers the perfect toast at a wedding dinner. Back in the kitchen, the groom gives Jimmy his fee. But he believes the speech and asks about them “hangin’ out sometime”. No, no Jimmy points out, he’s not his pal, just a service provider. Once the honeymoon begins, his job is done. Soon Doug shows up at Jimmy’s office beneath an amusement center (mini-golf, batting cages, etc.). Jimmy outlines the plans and prices, but Doug needs more. He’s got no groomsmen. This calls for a new package, dubbed “the Golden Tux”. In less than two weeks Jimmy assembles a ragtag group that must mesh and become Doug’s best buds. Meanwhile Jimmy must meet the bride’s fam as soldier/priest (?!) Bic Mitchum (a persona that Doug came up with while being mercilessly quizzed). Can these guys pull it together in time for the fast-approaching big day?

RINGER marks another step in stand-up comic Kevin Hart’s plan for world domination, or at least media domination (look out Howard Stern!). After several supporting roles he burst through almost a year ago with RIDE ALONG after headlining countless TV shows, concert films, and amassing a huge social network following. But how’s he as a team player? Happily he’s slowed down his usual motor-mouth line delivery while retaining much of his wiry energy. However, he’s still somewhat of an acquired taste and so the un-initiated may be quickly worn out and wondering how most of the characters in the flick are quickly won over by him. But he never phones it in, Hart commits to every gag, no matter the quality. This trait is shared by his screen partner Gad, perhaps best known as the voice of the loveable Olaf of FROZEN. He’s able to wring laughs out of sweaty panic while remaining the endearing doofus who earns all of the audience’s goodwill. While most of his previous roles had him doing the wacky screw-up, here in several quiet scenes, he adds a touch of pathos while explaining his lack of close friends. Unfortunately the very talented Cuoco-Sweeting, so funny in 2011’s HOP and every week on TV’s highest rated sitcom, is quickly reduced to a shrewish cliché from reality cable TV, the “bride-zilla”. She still fares better than Oscar-winner Cloris Leachman who’s the butt of a cruel, painful gag. And don’t get me started on reducing the great Ken Howard, yup the ole’ “White Shadow”, as the bullying, buffoonish father-in-law. JUNO’s Olivia Thirlby exhudes a bit of intelligence as Gretchen’s very savvy sis (and romantic interest for Hart). While Jenifer Lewis brings much-needed warmth as Jimmy’s nurturing, no-nonsense manager. Most of the groomsman aren’t given the time to really make their mark other than TV vet Jorge Garcia as the henpecked Lurch, who gets the film’s wittiest line.

First time feature director Jeremy Garelik tries to give the flick a frenzied pace by quickly cutting in for close-ups constantly, which never exhilarates, but merely exhausts the viewer. Every bit of business is hammered home, with little room for characterization. Subtlety? No way! No time! Got to get to the next big “gut-buster”. Most of the big sight gags can be seen a mile away. As mentioned earlier, the stuff with Granny is most cruel, along with a demeaning sequence with a dog (were you napping, PETA?). Oh, and one of the groomsmen stutters! Hysterical! While most scenes are put through the blender, at other times it seems that the editor was out to lunch. The big “wedding crashers” dancing montage with Gad and Hart seems unending. And an early wedding day “touch” football game between the groomsmen and the father’s old cronies serves no real purpose other than to work in some sports icon cameos who get to wallow in the mud. By the flick’s big finale’ we’re left with a sour misogynistic aftertaste. The search-for-a-best-man idea was done better six years ago with I LOVE YOU, MAN. Just rent that and leave THE WEDDING RINGER at the altar.

1.5 Out of 5

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TAKEN 3 – The Review

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I can just see Key and Peele as the two valets screaming “Liam Neesons” as TAKEN 3 goes up on a nearby theatre marquee. Yup, that AARP action hero with a “particular set of skills” is back once more. Hmm, I seem to recall Mr. N doing the talk show circuit just a couple of years ago pushing the second installment, and shaking his head and mouthing “NO!” when the host joked about a part three. Well, he does have a family and those old bones won’t be able to hold up against flailing young stunt men for too many more years. But perhaps I’m being way too cynical, maybe this new story is more than an excuse for gun battles and car chases (and Liam growling into a cell phone). This may show another side of this retired special ops guy. I must admit that I’ve never seen all of the previous outings other that landing on one while checking out midnight cable TV. So I’m going in with somewhat (I’ve seen all the satires and parodies) fresh eyes to experience TAKEN 3.

The film begins when a non-member of Liam’s fam gets, yes, taken. A gaggle of gangsters (Russian, of course, the new go-to ethnic movie baddies) scoop up an accountant to grab some money from a vault. Needless to say, things don’t go well for everyone involved. Cut to our hero Bryan Mills (Neeson) picking up a big stuffed panda as a birthday gift for his college-aged (?!) daughter Kim (Maggie Grace). Turns out that she got a very unexpected gift right before Dad shows up. On the drive home, Mills gets a call from his now ex-wife Lenore (Famke Janssen). He invites her to Dinner, but she passes. And then changes her mind that night. She vents about her troubles with new hubby Stuart and attempts to rekindle the old flame between the two. But honorable Bryan will have none of this extra-marital hanky-panky and she leaves. The next night Stuart himself (Dougray Scott) shows up at his place, politely asking Bryan to cut ties with Lenore. Well, oddly enough, Bryan gets a text from her the next morning, asking to come by and talk over bagels. When he returns from the deli, Bryan discovers her lifeless body lying on his bed (of course he picks up and inspects the blood-stained knife nearby). And hey, somebody tipped off the cops, who burst in seconds after his arrival. Mills knows that he’s been set-up, so those “particular skills” kick in, and  he easily evades capture. Mills is on the run, aided by some old spy pals (Leland Orser and Jon Gries) and Kim. While avoiding arrest by the authorities, lead by dogged chief detective Dotzler (Forest Whitaker), he tries to track down the real killers. But can he take them out before they reunite him with the late Lenore?

Neeson seems to almost be on auto-pilot for much of the film. At the start, he’s the ultimate loving father and warm, caring confidant to his ex. It’s quite endearing, but then blood is spilled and it’s as if a switch is flicked and he’s grim, action automaton. He’s still a believable brawler while often being far too proficient to the point of parody. Grace doesn’t join in on the fracas until late in the third act, but makes a most realistic young woman inching into adulthood, but still closely connected to both parents. Perhaps she can get in on the stunts in a spin-off (I know, don’t give them any ideas!). Scott tries to avoid the evil step-parent clichés, but reeks of suspicious motives very early on. The big addition in this entry is the Oscar-winning Whitaker who looks to be trying to give his character some quirks in order to make him a bit more memorable than another riff on Tommy Lee Jones as Sam Gerard in THE FUGITIVE. When he’s not barking at clueless underlings , Dotzler twirls a chess piece and snaps a rubber band around his hands. Perhaps he thought these bits of “business” would enhance this thankless role of determined, but too slow, pursuer.

Director Oliver Megaton (what a moniker!) directs the opening sequences in a flat, TV-like manner, as if anxious to get to the good stuff, the action. When it is time for a fight or a chase, he composes the images in a flashy, chopped up manner, with no shot lasting more than a second or so making it difficult to follow the opponents and keep track of the settings. Often it becomes a headache-inducing strobe-like effect. More confusing than chaotic. Many times the script is just marking time till the next stunt set piece (highway chase, grocery store shootout, etc.). Unfortunately he does slow down long enough for a protracted, too close to reality, waterboarding sequence (we get it, move on!). And the mystery behind the big set-up is ludicrous and convoluted, just a reason for Mills to kick you-know-what. Action fans may get their jollies, but after the inspired mayhem in last year’s THE EQUALIZER and JOHN WICK, this film may seem to be going-through-the-motions pedestrian. Time for Bryan Mills and his unlucky family to head into action hero Valhalla.

2 Out of 5

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INHERENT VICE – The Review

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Paul Thomas Anderson returns to the swingin’ 1970’s once more. Nearly eighteen years (zoinks!) after the saga of Dirk Diggler in BOOGIE NIGHTS, he’s back in the era of wacky fashions and grooming choices. But this time PT pushes the clock back a tad from the disco dancing later part of the decade to the time just after the psychedelic 60’s came to a close, 1970, a year still recovering from a massive hangover of the previous decade. And this is first adaptation since 2007’s THERE WILL BE BLOOD, the first film version of a novel by the celebrated, reclusive author Thomas Pynchon. Check your inhibitions at the door, as we indulge in some cinematic INHERENT VICE.

The film’s groovy narrator Sortilege (Joanna Newsom) introduces us to a most mellow fellow, hippie private eye (?!) Larry “Doc” Sportello (Joaquin Phoenix) as he gets a big surprise at his Gordita Beach pad: his ex-girlfriend Shasta (Katherine Waterston). She wants him to look into the disappearance of her new “old man”, real estate mogul Mickey Wolfmann (Eric Roberts). Could his flashy wife be behind it? Is it because of his involvement with some neo-Nazis? This favor sends Doc on a twisted journey that involves cults, a zonked-out dentist (Martin Short), hookers, a missing musician (Owen Wilson), a sanitarium, police informants, and a smugglers’ ship called “The Golden Fang”. But Doc’s got some back-up. There’s his lawyer pal Smilax (Benicio Del Toro), “on the down low” new girl friend Deputy DA Kimball (Reese Witherspoon), and part-time actor Lt. Det. “Bigfoot” Bjornsen (Josh Brolin), although he’s a begrudging aid (can’t stand stoners!). As the usually dazed Doc glides through the lives of the rich and powerful, and encounters many gangs and violent lowlifes, can he avoid the slammer or the morgue?

This film is a welcome reunion for Anderson and Phoenix after their compelling work together on THE MASTER. Phoenix makes Doc a very different “dick” than any seen before on film, with pot replacing Sam Spade’s shot of  ole’ “rotgut”. Much of the time he’s as disoriented as us when navigating the maze of plots and conspiracies. But this is not just another cliché “doper”. As always, his performance is unpredictable and original. Especially interesting are his scenes with Watterson, who makes quite an impression in this major role (she’s usually in supporting screen work). Though they only share two sequences, the dialogue really crackles with energy and sexual tension. The same can’t quite be said for Witherspoon. She and Phoenix were pitch perfect nearly 10 years ago as Johnny and June in WALK THE LINE, but these two characters seem an odd pairing. Other than enjoying a walk on the wild side and a toke, there’s no connection beside her throwing some needed story info at Doc. But Reese does a good job with the unfocused part. Perhaps the most vivid chemistry is between Phoenix and Brolin as the hard-edged cop who may secretly envy those “peace-niks” With his immovable buzz-cut flat top, “Bigfoot”  bellows and threatens, but then provides essential help to the confused Doc, sometimes within the same conversation. Brolin projects a joy of performance, as if he were chomping down on a sumptuous meal after a long fast. Unfortunately Del Toro is regulated to another clue conduit to Doc, as is Wilson in his brief scenes. More interesting is Jena Malone in her cameo role as Wilson’s very worried spouse. The only questionable casting may be the incredibly talented Short, whose turn as a swinger dentist doesn’t really jell with the film and borders on distracting, likes he’s just dropped in from a zany comedy.

Anderson directs with a relaxed style, allowing the actors plenty of time to interact and prod the mystery along at a leisurely pace (very leisurely!). At times the film becomes a fuzzy hybrid of genres like THE BIG LEBOWSKI goes to CHINATOWN, or a reefer-fueled episode of TV’s “The Rockford Files”. Some have speculated that the subplots and main-plots are jumbled in such a way in order to make the viewer feel just as stoned and confused as Doc. If that was the intention, then mission accomplished. I found that the jumble pushed me out of the film instead of drawing me in. But there’s much to be enjoyed in the recreation of the time’s tacky threads and in Bigfoot popping up on TV in a commercials and cleverly inserted into a tube classic. Fans of the film makers may get wrapped up in the nostalgic spoofs while those wanting a great caper flick may feel as if they’ve taken a twisted, pointless trip. Hey Doc, sorry to be such a downer, dude!

3 Out of 5

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THE IMITATION GAME – The Review

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World War II true stories have proven to be an almost endless fodder for acclaimed films. They’re stories of great bravery and self-sacrifice. Today also sees the release of UNBROKEN, the story of a true hero who triumphed against all the odds. This new film THE IMITATION GAME gives us another hero, albeit a more cerebral one. He never took to the battlefield or the sea or sky. His weapon against the enemy was his intellect, using his brain instead of brawn. But the two men share a fierce determined spirit, a keen focus. But while Louis Zamperini was lauded and celebrated after war’s end, this man’s efforts stayed in the shadows. And because of intolerance he was shunned and prosecuted. But now his tremendous accomplishments are recognized. With this exceptional new film, more people will be aware of the remarkable life and legacy of Alan Turing.

Interestingly, we first meet this man several years after the great war. It’s 1951 and police detective Nock (Rory Kinnear) is investigating a break-in at the home of Professor Turing (Benedict Cumberbatch), who insists that nothing’s been stolen. He bruskly dismisses the officers, which fires up Nock’s radar. He gets Turing’s war records, an empty envelope. Flashback to 1939 as Great Britain is at war with Germany. Turing is called in from Cambridge by Commander Dennison (Charles Dance). After a testy first meeting, Turing is enlisted as part of a team of linguists and mathematicians to crack the code on messages out of Germany using their own recently captured “Enigma” machine. The code is changed every 24 hours, so the team must calculate millions of possibilities and combinations in less than a day. Turing theorizes that the only way to “beat” a machine is with another machine. Luckily he has the ear of MI-6 agent Menzies (Mark Strong) who delivers his request to Churchill for funds to build his encryption machine, a computer prototype. Turing’s put in charge, and soon assembles his own team. He places a newspaper ad featuring a crossword puzzle to recruit aides. One of the most gifted applicants is Joan Clarke (Keira Knightley), the only woman who becomes a close confidant of Turing. The film then flashes further back to his days at Sherborne School where the lonely, bullied young Turing (Alex Lawther) developed a deep friendship with another math prodigy Christopher Morcom (Jack Bannon). But it’s more than schoolyard friendship. Soon Clarke shares the knowledge of Turing’s secret life as a closeted homosexual, at a time when such a lifestyle could be cause for arrest and imprisonment. As the war escalates, the duo must keep this hidden along with their work in “Hut #8”, as Dennison imposes a strict deadline on results from Turing’s machine. And, in later years, Det. Nock, slowly unravels the truth of Turing’s secret life then and now.

This is a star making turn for Mr. Cumberbatch,  or I should say “movie star”. Television viewers are familiar with him, mostly for his stellar work as the modern-day version of the classic sleuth in “Sherlock”. He’s been toiling away on the telly and on the big screen for the last dozen years with his highest profile film role as the “big baddie” in last Summer’s STAR TREK: INTO DARKNESS. Here he earns leading man status as the conflicted, awkward, secretive Turing, He exudes intelligence, but is often at a loss in dealing with others until Joan enters his life, with her there’s finally a real connection. . But even with her, he must shield his true self and put up the barriers. In his final time with her, and talking with Nock, he is able to show the inner sadness. But he refuses to be a victim, with the confidence in his own abilities often mistaken for arrogance. It’s a complex, multi-layered role that Cumberbatch expertly essays.

Happily he’s helped by a superb supporting cast that rises to his level. The very busy Knightely (this is her fourth feature this year) is freed from the often flighty romantic leads and gives us a smart, sassy, savvy heroine who can stand up to anyone. But she never hides her affection and respect for the seemingly distant Turing. Matthew Goode turns in a great performance as Hugh Alexander, the ladies’ man who had been running the show at the “hut”. His resentment at Turing soon gives away to respect and brother-like affection as he realizes the impact of their work. Dance is all stiff-upper-lip, by the book military who can barely hide his annoyance at the undisciplined civilian scholars. Strong is a scene-stealer as the smooth-as-silk spy who believes in Turing’s gifts (one wonders if Commander Ian Fleming might have been inspired by Menzies). Kinnear is great as the beat cop who is awed by and sympathetic to the persecuted professor. Special mention should be made of the superb work by Lawther who expertly conveys the younger Turing and compliments the work of Cumberbatch. For once they’ve got actors at the same level playing the hero at pivotal life moments. There’s not a weak link in this strong chain of acting talents.

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In his first all-English language feature, Morten Tyldum directs with a steady confident hand, getting the most impact from his great cast while never overwhelming the viewer in complex mathematics. As the story jumps back and forth between 27′,39′ and 51′, it never loses its dramatic momentum, thanks in large part to first time feature screenwriter Graham Moore’s adaptation of the novel by Andrew Hodges, “Alan Tuting: the Enigma”. Alexandre Despalt’s subtle score never intrudes on the drama. The superb art direction and costume design make the time periods come alive naturally. The film never becomes a dry, dull lecture due to the great doses of humor and wit. By the final fade-out you’ll be pleased to learn of the great recognition Turing has received in recent years, but this is tempered with a heavy melancholy. Just think of the wonders he could have given us had ignorance and intolerance not extinguished his light after only four decades. THE IMITATION GAME is one of the year’s best cinematic achievements, a true must-see.

5 Out of 5

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THE HOBBIT: THE BATTLE OF THE FIVE ARMIES – The Review

THE HOBBIT: THE DESOLATION OF SMAUG

And so another holiday tradition comes to a close. Thirteen years ago (naw, can’t be!), Peter Jackson delivered the first of a Christmas-time trilogy with the inaugural entry of the JRR Tolkien trilogy, THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING. Two years later he closed it out with THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE RETURN OF THE KING, and after reaping a bounty of gold a few months later at Oscar time, he bid adieu to Middle Earth. But after a couple of features, the siren call of the wizards and elves drew him back for, not a sequel, but a prequel. The film rights to this earlier Tolkien work was finally untangled from a legal web , one tougher than those weaved by fearsome giant spiders. After the intended director moved on, Jackson was back on board, creating three new films from the singular novel. 2012 saw the release of THE HOBBIT: AN UNEXPECTED JOURNEY to great critical and box office acclaim. Now, the story ends with THE HOBBIT: THE BATTLE OF THE FIVE ARMIES, a tale to wrap up all the adventures in a bright holiday bow. So is this the fantasy epic present that will please all the fans, or is it a lump of movie coal? Time to trim your furry feet and journey to the multiplex.

To quote the late, great William Conrad, breathless narrator of the exploits of our favorite moose and squirrel duo, “When we last left our heroes….”. Lessee, oh, Bilbo (Martin Freeman) had a long talk with the sinister gold-lovin’ dragon Smuag (voiced by Benedict Cumberbatch). The beast promptly flew out of Erebor to attack the human occupants of nearby Lake-town. While the Master (Stephen Fry) and his underling Alfrid (Ryan Gage) attempt to escape in boats filled with treasures, the befriender of the dwarves, Bard AKA “the Bowman” (Luke Evans) desperately tries to reunite with his children after they were separated in the fiery chaos. But what of the great wizard Gandalf the Grey (Ian McKellen ) who has been captured by the Necromancer (again voiced by BC) helped by Orc leader Azog (Manu Bennett) and his troop? Will someone come to his rescue? Back at the castle, the band of dwarves finally make their way in, and the leader Thorin (Richard Armitage) comes down with a serious case of gold fever. So much so that he ignores the demands of Thranduil (Lee Pace) for the return of a valuable Elfin artifact. As they squabble, Azog leads thousands of Orcs toward the castle just as hundreds of dwarves led by Thorin’s pal Dain (Billy Connolly) join the fray. Soon the title mentioned five armies are engaged in all out battle for possession of the riches of Erebor.

Once more Freeman makes a most compelling, reluctant hero, deftly balancing humor and gravitas. We’re aware of his destiny, but still fear for him. McKellen doesn’t have as much to do in this installment, but is still able to make his subplot full of chills and thrills. Evans is the film’s other great hero, who doesn’t flinch at the terrifying fire-snorting lizard. Later he becomes a dynamic leader to the survivors, aided (and sometimes hindered) by the very funny Gage as an eager opportunist. Armitage shows us the vulnerability of the dwarf commander as he slowly succumbs to the lure of filthy lucre. Happily the great Elf team of Legolas (Orlando Bloom) and Tauriel (Evangeline Lilly) have returned in all their arrow-shooting, sword slashing glory. Bloom seems to defy physics in pulse-pounding face offs against those nasty Orcs, as does the luminous Lilly, who’s hindered by a sluggish romantic subplot with the dreamiest dwarf Kili (Aidan Turner). As the tyke in me might say, “Enough with the mushy stuff!”. Luckily the always entertaining Connolly lightens up the often grim proceedings. And we get some very welcome returning characters (I won’t spoil the great delights) along the way.

Director Jackson once more confirms his status as a modern-day master of epic fantasy spectacles. Unlike several recent blockbusters (I’m looking at you EXODUS and DRACULA UNTOLD), he convoys the scope of battle without losing our focus on the major characters. There’s always a lot going on, but we can comprehend what matters. And a greater intensity exists this time, especially during a desperate duel between Legolas and a very big, determined Orc. It almost loses us, but the stand-off builds back up to leave viewers gasping for air. Speaking of big, one of the many visual highlights are the dozens of massive, lumbering, ogre-like giants that are alternately hilarious and scary as they smash into all obstacles, sort of nightmare versions of classic fairy tales. But no fairy tale dragon has the majestic menace of Smuag as  he leaves a fiery path of destruction in his wake. Howard Shore returns with another lush, pulse-pounding score. The New Zealand tourism folks will be delighted by the glorious location work (here come the vacationers). Although this trilogy doesn’t quite have the scope and emotional power of the first one, it’s still a rip-roarin’, grand ole’ time at the cinema.We’ll miss you, Middle Earth, but you’ll forever live on in our hearts (and BluRay players). Now to look forward to new worlds from those most wonderful wizards of Weta and their leader Mr. J.

4 Out of 5 Stars

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FORCE MAJEURE – The Review

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Think that only American families go on disastrous vacations? Well this new film from Sweden certainly disputes that notion. In writer/director Ruben Ostlund’s heart-wrenching drama, we’re introduced to a picture perfect family unit on “holiday” at a swanky ski resort up in the French Alps (they must be fairly well off to afford this little getaway). There’s handsome thirty-something dad Tomas (Johannes Kuhnke), lovely mom, Ebba (Lisa Loven Kongsil), big sister Vera (Clara Wettergren), and kid brother Harry (Vincent Wittergren). Speaking of pictures, when we first meet them, the resort’s photog is snapping some shots of them on the slopes. But it seems that mom and dad needs extra prodding from the cameraman to get closer. Later, when Ebba looks at the proofs, her smile fades as she comes to the pic of her and her hubby. They continue to ski away their days until “the incident” occurs during a lunch stop at an outdoor bistro. I won’t reveal anymore, so as to not spoil the film, but it may make you question your own eyes after viewing it. That night during an adult dinner with a couple they met in the resort lobby, Ebba relates the story. Tomas brushes it off when the guests feel the tension. On the way back to the room, Tomas and Ebba discuss it with Tomas believing that this misunderstanding is resolved. And just in time, since his old buddy Mats (Kristofer Hivju) has just arrived with his much younger girlfriend in tow. All is well, as the wine flows after Dinner. And then Ebba brings up “the incident” once more. And in painstaking detail, much to Tomas’s embarrassment, stunning the other couple. Although they try not to argue in front of the kids, Vera and Harry feel the tension and fear the worst: divorce. Is there any hope for this broken marriage to be repaired?

Ostlund has crafted a compelling tale of a relationship fraying at the seams and now about to unravel. The quiet, desolate beauty of the slopes at night should be a calming influence to the couple in crisis, but it only adds to their disconnect especially when the controlled avalanche cannons, whose barrels jut out from the mountain sides, blast and echo through the white canyons. The scenery’s impressive but the performances are the film’s heart, particularly Kongsil as the deeply conflicted matriarch, Ebba. In a conversation with another resort guest, Ebba grills her relentlessly and somewhat angrily about the woman’s open marriage. Is it envy or frustration? Perhaps it’s both a long with intense curiosity. The scene is only a warm up for the big showdown after Dinner with old friend Mats and his new lady. Her anger and anxiety erupt from her in unending flow, like lava from a raging volcano that refuses to abate. The guests can only stare in dumbfounded silence, unable to look away or divert the vocal soul cleanse. Kuhnke, as the recipient of her ire, can only look on in shame and confusion, as he realizes that “the incident” opened up a rift he was blithely unaware. He had dismissed her concerns earlier, but now he truly gets it, as if one wall of his life crumbles and buries him. But it doesn’t leave the witnesses unscathed. Hivju as Mat passionately attempts to defend his old pal, but soon finds himself under attack from his companion (some holiday!). But all vacations must end, and Ostlund concludes the journey on a note that is open to many interpretations. FORCE MAJEURE shows us that no matter how far you travel for a get away, your problems find you.

4 Out of 5

FORCE MAJEURE opens everywhere and screens exclusively in the St. Louis area at Landmark’s Plaza Frontenac Cinemas

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TOP FIVE – The Review

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When a big milestone approaches it’s common for most of us to look back and reflect on our lives and career. With the big 5-0 looming, Chris Rock, one of the smartest and funniest stand-up comedians, has done just that with TOP FIVE (not a reference to the B-day, but a quick listing of favorite music artists used as an ‘ice breaker’, like “Where’d you go to school?” here in St. Louis). Oh, and this is the third feature film he’s directed (he wrote this one, too). Mr. Rock has been part of the national comedy scene for nearly 25 years since he was one of the cast members of TV’s “Saturday Night Live”, with a few movie bit roles under his belt (BEVERLY HILLS COP 2). He’s gone from cocky kid with a mike to screen veteran, so  now what does he want to say about the nature of celebrity and show biz? Will this project eventually be part of his own movie top five?

Rock plays comedy superstar Andre Allen, and, on this very long day, his life and career are at a crossroads. He’s taking a big risk professionally with his first foray into movie drama playing the leader of a Haitian slave revolt in the 1800’s. Andre has been playing it “safe” for the last few years by starring in a series of ‘low-brow’ action cop comedies as “Hammy the Bear” (he’s cracking wise inside a fur suit while blasting away the bad guys). Now he wants to be taken seriously, which isn’t aided by his personal life. He’s to be married later this weekend to fame-seeking reality TV star Erica Long (Gabrielle Union)) with the ceremony taped as part of her basic cable show. If all that weren’t enough, his agents have arranged for Times staffer Chelsea Brown (Rosario Dawson) to interview him while doing last-minute press for the new film (and the anonymous reviewer for her paper seems to delight in slamming his movies). They visit Andre’s old neighborhood, sit in on countless morning radio interviews, and join the film’s cast for the marathon press junket. As the day progresses star and profiler bond over their struggle to maintain sobriety (each has a prized program chip) and clash as her questions get more pointed and personal. Can Andre make it through the pressures of the day without giving into his inner demons and the intense attraction to his inquisitor?

Despite pulling triple duty, Rock seems more comfortable in his performance here than in most of his recent film work (not counting his membership in Adam Sandler’s rep company). Still, occasionally he’ll slide into stand-up mode, doing a riff rather than conversing. Fortunately by the mid-point he’s connecting with his fellow actors, going for the truth in the scene rather than the laugh, although the incident that ignites a meltdown rings hollow. It helps that his big moments usually occur with the luminous, energetic Dawson, who brings a real intelligence along with her stunning presence. Her character is not going to be distracted by Allen’s considerable charm and wit. But it’s another beauty that delivers one of the film’s best dramatic moments. Union shows the vulnerable human being beneath the reality TV diva caricature. It’s a shame we don’t get more of her interacting with Allen beside the random phone calls. The movie’s peppered with several comic stars who barely get a chance to showcase their talents. The great JB Smoove (a fine foil on “Curb Your Enthusiasm”) is regulated to being Allen’s motor-mouthed (speaking of fast-talkers, the over-exposed Kevin Hart has a brief cameo as Allen’s frenetic agent) security/aide while making inept passes at every voluptuous female in sight (original!). He comes off better than Cedric the Entertainer as the vile, voracious hustler that scares Allen straight (off booze and drugs). He’s the Tasmanian Devil of lust and over-indulgence. Faring perhaps worse is the talented Anders Holm (of TV’s “Workaholics” and “The Mindy Project”) as Chelsea’s beau who becomes the punchline of a gross, humiliating prank. Past (Tracy Morgan) and current (Michael Che, Leslie Jones, and Jay Pharoah) SNL players are giving little to do (blink and you’ll miss Jay), while they and other actors appear in tired “look in the camera” confessionals. Several comedy icons show up as themselves in the final act’s party scene, all to few laughs and minimal impact.

So basically, this is Rock in full Woody Allen mode, particularly the WA of ANNIE HALL,MANHATTAN, and STARDUST MEMORIES, ready to tackle the way people view his work and life. It’s a shame that so many subplots fall into movie clichés and ring false. What media outlets have unknown, anonymous film critics? Food and restaurant critics, sure, but c’mon? And several sequences with the general public seem like tired riffs on more inspired bits from THE KING OF COMEDY. Often it seems like a celeb version of TV’s “24” or TRAINING DAY with so much stuffed into that Friday (who does a junket on the day of a film’s release?). Plus those “Hammy” clips! Are we to believe that a studio would hide a big star’s face behind an immovable rubber bear mask? There’s such a terrifically talented cast assembled here, that it’s a shame the end result often feels lethargic, trite and often laugh-free. Perhaps before his next milestone Rock will have a more compelling commentary, since this is a long, long way from my TOP FIVE.

2.5 Out of 5

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THE HOMESMAN – The Review

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As that classic media intro says, “return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear”, for this new release is set in the old West. This was a classic backdrop for so many films, going back over one hundred years to THE GREAT TRAIN ROBBERY, but the Western has become a rarity in the last decade or so. Recent attempts at big budget revivals like COWBOYS & ALIENS and last Summer’s reboot of THE LONE RANGER were box office sinkholes. But happily, more modestly budgeted independent films have taken up the reins. One of the stars that seems quite at ease on horseback is Oscar-winner Tommy Lee Jones, so it was no great surprise that his feature film directing debut nine years ago was a modern-day Western, THE THREE BURIALS OF MELQUIADES ESTRADA. For his film making return Jones has gone back, nearly a century and a half, to those pioneering post-Civil War days for an interesting dramatic spin on the old stagecoach saga, for it’s not headed in the usual direction. Hop aboard, for this journey is guided behind the camera and in front by Mr. Jones as THE HOMESMAN.

The Nebraska territory of the late 1800’s was a hard land. One of the few to prosper is the single, independent settler Mary Bee Cuddy (Hilary Swank). After a hard day of working the soil, she prepares a meal for a local single gentleman, Bob Giffen. Mary is unfortunately rejected by him (he’s headed East for a bride). The next day, the town’s pastor, Reverend Dowd (John Lithgow) informs her of a meeting of town leaders at the church. It seems that three wives (Miranda Otto, Sonja Richter, and Grace Gummer) have suffered mental breakdowns, due in part to the hardships of frontier life. Since the town has no facilities to treat them, they must be taken back via a special stagecoach East to Iowa. None of the husbands volunteer to make the trek, so matches are drawn to choose a driver/caretaker (Mary subs for Bob). Of course, she draws the longest. Although Cuddy has grit and determination to spare, she’s unsure of the task. And then she rescues a shady drifter, George Briggs (Jones) from a lynching. Mary has her helper, her ‘homesman’. Together they embark on the long journey, facing the harsh elements and hostile travelers, while caring for the three confused, disturbed women.

Two-time Oscar winner Swank adds another unique film role to her impressive resume. She imbues Cuddy with a confident, calm determination and steely intelligence. The “homes-woman” yearns for companionship while striving to make her own way in this new land. Jones brings his rascally charm to the grizzled, growling Briggs, who’s similar to classic film Western characters played by Lee Marvin or Jason Robards. His indebtedness to Cuddy soon turns to admiration and respect despite their clashes giving the story an AFRICAN QUEEN vibe. Lithgow’s a delightful con man hiding behind the pulpit. Otto, Richter, and Gummer as the three passengers are pathetic and dangerous in their unpredictable behaviors. Tim Blake Nelson is memorable as a fellow traveler. James Spader is his usual engaging self as a slick developer, and Meryl Streep dazzles once more in a pivotal last act cameo. The film boasts an exceptional ensemble, no doubt eager to work with the director/acting icon.

Jones directs at an assured steady pace, drawing us in as he intercuts the horrific back story of the three wives along with Cuddy’s hard single life. These segments have a haunted, nightmarish feel as we watch the trio’s rapid descent into madness, which makes the first few minutes a mystery that leads to the unusual idea of flipping the old Greely quote “Go West, young man”. The splendid cinematography by Rodrigon Prieto makes the locations seem almost alien, going from idyllic plains to inhospitable Hellscapes. The dialogue in the screenplay that Jones, along with Kieran Fitzgerald and Wesley A. Oliver adapted from Glendon Swarthout’s novel, has a natural feel and avoids any period mannerisms. But the film’s main problems do come from that screenplay. A major incident in the film’s final third completely changes the dynamics as a character does a shocking, inexplicable 360 degree turn which sets off a much congested finale’. Far too many characters and incidents (including Hailee Steinfeld of the recent TRUE GRIT remake) have the story hurtling toward an unresolved conclusion with many questions unanswered. Despite the final act’s overstuffed nature, Jones proves to be a most skilled director who enlists another compelling performance from Ms. Swank and …himself.

3.5 Out of 5

 THE HOMESMAN opens everywhere and screens exclusively in the St. Louis area at Landmark’s Plaza Frontenac Theatres

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