Like so many others old enough to have seen the Star Wars franchise since the beginning, I’ve been catching up with the latest Disney films. Contrary to the gnashing of teeth by hardcore fans, I think they’re a blast and hold true to George Lucas’ original vision better than even The Master Himself. However, they’re suffering from an issue that’s beginning to bug me, and it’s one that I hope that future film makers will consider for future installments.
Poor Olivia de Havilland. By the late 1950s, she had the misfortune of being an aging star from the Golden Age of Hollywood. Rather than the entertainment industry seeing her as a national treasure, she and other middle-aged actors and actresses were seen as no longer relevant in an age in which Marlon Brando and Marilyn Monroe were now the biggest box office draws.
When you mention “nuclear war movies,” the first thing anyone thinks about are The Day After, Dr. Strangelove, Fail Safe and Threads. But very few people are even aware that there a whopping fifteen other films in this genre, ranging from dark comedy and anime to hard hitting drama and mockumentary.
As someone who’s old enough to remember the terror of living under the threat of WW3 during the Cold War, nothing frustrates me more than the fanboy war that broke out a decade ago between Threads (1984) and The Day After (1983). But before I explain why, I have to go into the history of why these movies were made.
Know that sense of relief you always get when something happens that finally allows you to express how much you dislike something? That moment has finally come. I hate American Beauty, and I’ve always hated American Beauty. I don’t just hate it. I f*cking hate it. If I were to make a list of my most overrated films of all time, it would make it into the Top 10, easily. Continue reading “Finally, I Can Say It: I Hate American Beauty”
Make no mistake–Jupiter Ascending (2015) is a bad movie. But it fascinates me because it’s a rare type of bad movie that you don’t often see. Most movies are bad are usually bad across the board. Everything will be poorly executed–the writing, direction, editing and production values. Jupiter Ascending is one of those rare movies where everything–from the set design to the costumes and action sequences–was pitch perfect. And I mean, everything–except for one thing.
Hoo boy. Probably no film has caused as much consternation as David Lynch’s Mulholland Drive. Viewers seem split into two camps. On one hand, you have those who were certain there was a logical, understandable story line throughout. On the other hand, you had people who thought that the movie was a complete and total unmitigated piece of incoherent crap, and that any explanation that anyone can come up with is just a desperate attempt to create something out of nothing.