Dull romantic comedy about a man who wakes up the morning after his stag party with a strange woman in his bed. There are a few genuinely funny moments, but mostly it’s a tired rehash of in-law and pre-wedding jokes. The cast all seem horribly out of place and uncomfortable delivering their lines for laughs. They look like they’re desperate to bring more depth to their characters, but the rom-com format doesn’t allow them to sparkle. There is also a complete lack of on-screen chemistry between any of the character pairings. All in all, it’s just flat as a pancake.
The Lord Of The Rings: The Return Of The King
It’s not unusual for me to get all bunged up at a powerful or emotional ending of a film. It is unusual for me to cry four or five times throughout the film. Film fans will endlessly debate whether this is one of the best films of all time, but I don’t think there’s much doubt that it’s one of the greatest. If you liked the first two episodes of the trilogy, there is almost no way you’ll be disappointed by this finale. It’s amazing.
Iain Banks – Raw Spirit
This is Iain Banks’s first non-fiction book, and he has done a brilliant job of it. It’s a pretty natural fit for him to write a book about scotch malt whisky, but although the goal of the book is nominally to find the “perfect dram”, he writes as much about his love of driving around Scotland as he does about whisky itself. If you’ve ever heard Banks speak, or hung out with him in a bar, you’ll recognize his voice in this narrative. It’s similar to the style of his novels, but much more relaxed and free-flowing. His last few novels have felt a little bit jaded and tired; Raw Spirit is fresh again. As well as bagging every single malt whisky distillery in Scotland in a variety of interesting cars, he rolls out bundles of anecdotes and rambles about whatever crosses his path in the course of his “research.” Raw Spirit is a funny, informative, and totally delightful read.
Calendar Girls
Touching true story (“based on”) about a breakaway faction of the middle-class, middle-England Knapely branch of the Women’s Institute. One year, instead of doing a traditional calendar featuring scenic bridges and churches, they decided to do a nude calendar with themselves as models. Their goal was to raise money for charity, and they found success and renown far in excess of their initial modest goals.
The story starts off small, focusing on a couple of characters (Chris and Annie, brilliantly played by Helen Mirren and Julie Walters), and the reason for doing the calendar in the first place. It then expands to cover more of the women of the village, and folds their stories into the mix. The film loses focus in the third part, when the calendar becomes a huge success, and the women travel to America on a promotional tour. At this point, we’ve just had a major climactic moment. The screenplay struggles to turn the emotional conflict around, and to re-examine the relationship between Chris and Annie. It does produce an adequate resolution in the end, but the effort of doing so obliterates several sub-plots that I had hoped would get more attention. Still, it’s a lovely film, full of laughs and touching personal triumphs.
Brother Bear
Relatively poor Disney animation about a man who is magically turned into a bear to teach him a lesson about brotherhood and love. In places it’s funny, sad, and touching, but mostly it’s just very heavy-handed. It’s about LOVE, right? LOVE can be just as powerful and important as wisdom and courage. Be one with nature, young man/bear, and all will be well with the world. I know I’m not the film’s intended audience (Alex is, and he enjoyed it to the point where he was been pretending to be a little bear all last week), but surely even children can see that this film treads on the wrong side of the line between innocent and naïve.
Timeline
Dumbed-down medieval time-travel romp. A group of archaeologists go back to 1357 to rescue a stranded colleague. They find themselves thrown headlong into a battle between the English and French at the village of Castleguard. Naturally, there is a lot of splitting up so that everyone can chase after each other, or get killed, or both. (Oh, and a pretty nifty castle siege with trebuchets and flaming arrows.) Meanwhile, back in the present, someone has blown up the time machine, and the geeks are trying to put it back together before the deadline for the archaeologists’ return arrives. It’s all a bit hurried, forced, and obvious. From the moment the group of time travellers is selected, you know who’s going to make it back, who’s going to die, and who’s going to get stranded. The film has got good pace, but no soul.
S.W.A.T.
Perfectly competent action thriller. Jim Street (Colin Farrell) is the lead character, but it’s essentially a “team” film. Sgt. Hondo (Samuel L. Jackson) builds an underdog team, and then trains them into a superteam. The team is thrown into action. The team faces adversity and betrayal, but pulls through in the end to save the day. Jim Street’s personal vendetta ends up intricately tied to the team’s battle, and the two plot lines converge in a satisfying climax. The editing is a bit rough in places, but apart from that it puts a solid tick in all of the action thriller boxes and ends up as a thoroughly entertaining couple of hours of cinema time.
Kill Bill, Vol. 1
There’s only one word that can sum up this film for me: iconic. It’s incredibly violent, but also shockingly beautiful. It’s a collection of origin stories, linked by a single revenge story, which is itself yet another origin story. Where it offers sympathy, it also offers doubt. Where it offers mystery and calm, it also offers the certainty of cold steel. Cinematography, choreography, editing, sound design, music…every aspect of the film is lavish and lush. Tarantino is trying to make a statement with every scene, and sometimes with every shot. I know a lot of people are put off by this. It’s self-consciously intense, and that can easily come across as self-absorbed posturing. I found it utterly captivating, though; Vol. 2 can’t come soon enough.
Eric Garcia – Casual Rex
Entertaining but not spectacular follow-up to his debut novel Anonymous Rex. It takes place before the events in the first book, so we get to see Vincent Rubio and Ernie Watson working a case together. A case involving a suspicious cult called the “Progressives,” which encourages dinosaurs to embrace their primitive side, throw off millennia of human oppression, and return to their ancestral roots. (Oh yeah, in case you didn’t know, the Rex series is set in a world where dinosaurs still exist, but wear human suits to make the monkeys think they’re still extinct. It’s a science fiction/detective crossover, or “Dino Noir” as the cover blurb puts it.) Ernie’s ex-wife’s brother has been absorbed by the cult. Ernie and Vincent extract him and get him deprogrammed, only to find him dead a few days later. There was a suicide note, but did he really kill himself?
The story is interesting, and provides another glimpse into dinosaur life, but it lacks the sparkle of surprise that Anonymous Rex had. Although at first glance the dinosaur world plays a bigger role in this book than in the first one, the story plays out much more like a simple detective story with funny masks. While riffing on the (flashy, cinematic) superficial differences between the species, Garcia has neglected the more subtle aspects that Anonymous Rex played to: the furtive need for secrecy, the ingrained mores and taboos of such a parallel society, and the cognitive dissonance of knowing that dinosaurs still walk the earth…in business suits.
Harlan Coben – Back Spin
The fourth Myron Bolitar novel is set in and around Merion golf club at a US Open. Jack Coldren is in the lead. Myron is there to woo potential clients, but he gets drawn in by the Coldren family when Chad, Jack’s son, is kidnapped. Unfortunately Myron has to investigate on his own because Win doesn’t refuses to get involved. The reason for this is something that Myron will have to uncover if he is to rescue Chad, and find out who abducted him. Not quite up to the high standards of the first three books (it feels unbalanced, with the ending being much heavier than the light, jokey beginning), but still a top slice of detective entertainment.