A self-taught critic and genuine movie geek
Unlike last week, I know exactly where this movie went wrong, and at least it wasn’t until the very end, but it is kind of a letdown when things go awry so close to the finish line. But it wasn’t all bad news, which can happen all too often this time of year, so could have been a lot worse.
I admit, I was a little nervous about this one, partly because of the run time (169 minutes is a considerable length of time to sit in even the most comfy chair), and partly because the previews were pretty vague. It seemed like I might be heading for some sort of terrifying hybrid of Transformers and Skyline.
Continue reading “Interstellar”
My first thought was that this film would at least explain some of the secrets behind the magic tricks they featured. And it does, though sadly none of them were very exciting secrets. I also thought that a movie with both Michael Caine (Dark Knight Rises) and Morgan Freeman (Oblivion) in it couldn’t possibly be all bad, but this one comes awfully close.
Back when all this started, seven years ago, I had a hard time imagining what, exactly, Christopher Nolan might do to the entire concept of Batman once he was allowed to play with it for a while. Not that I have anything against his filmmaking, far from it, but somehow he didn’t seem like the right person for the job, given that I mostly knew him from movies like Inception and its only somewhat less confusing cousin, Memento.
Continue reading “The Dark Knight Rises”
I should have driven to Chicago. I should have at least called in sick to work yesterday so I could have watched this film that much sooner. Stupid day job. But now I’ve seen it, and I think I can safely say that this may be the best movie I’m going to see in all of 2007.
You know those “late for class” dreams that so many people seem to keep having even years and decades after leaving school? I still have those now and then. Thankfully, I never had any of the abruptly-ending staircases they have here, but there were stairs that skewed off at dangerous angles, where walking was next to impossible and I was forced to go on hands and knees to reach the top. In the dream, I would rant and complain about what a stupid style of architecture this was, but it never occurred to me that there was actually anything improbable about it until I woke up.
Continue reading “Inception”