Well, isn't Scott Eastwood just a rugged, squinty, sensitive, handsome… MoreWell, isn't Scott Eastwood just a rugged, squinty, sensitive, handsome drink of water? He isn't that bad an actor either - very dynamic and athletic while bull-riding and quietly choked when essentially admitting his lack of other options, "It's my life..." It's a schmaltzy moment, but he grounds it.
Britt Robertson was precious in "Dan In Real Life" and arguably the best part of "Delivery Man," but her spirit is too wild and outgoing for "the boring one" in the sorority house, and this Regular Girl role requires her to tone down that spirit, making her performance...well, boring. Methinks brunette Melissa Benoist more fits the type of the straight-laced lead, and Robertson would have been better as the bubbly partygirl friend.
The rest of the script is classic Sparks: new, uncertain relationship is fortified by the flashback story of an older relationship that stands the test of time. Ira and Ruth's love story - complicated by infertility and lack of faith - is infinitely more interesting than Sophia and Luke's banal first date small talk about nail polish. Oona Chaplin has a great period face, and Jack Huston is bashfully devoted.
The art auction twist is a nice denouement, but overall, the movie is an overlong, forgettable Sparks joint.
Tilda Swinton and Tom Hiddleston's alabaster pale, rocker cool,… MoreTilda Swinton and Tom Hiddleston's alabaster pale, rocker cool, ritualistically tender vampire love spans eras, and while this film is a bit of a narrative hot mess, Jim Jarmusch's languid pacing and attention to detail (the books, the instruments, those omnipresent sunglasses) create a wry and intellectual atmosphere that is absent in most vampire flicks...well, most "flicks" in general. The Marlowe having written Shakespeare's work gag is rather trite, and the most action and conflict-filled part of the movie comes too late and ends too early with the arrival and departure of Ava - the bratty, simpering baby vampire - played by a hilariously vexing Mia Wasikowska. She's so cute that you just want to stab her in the face.
0 stars. An absolute CHORE to sit through - concentrating like the… More0 stars. An absolute CHORE to sit through - concentrating like the Dickens to cull any likable elements, cringing at the movie's utter lack of dramatic conflict. There is seriously no overarching problem, just tiny domestic/personal ones that are resolved without much finesse. The biggest problem - Julia Child's hatred of Julie - is chocked up to "I love the Julia in ME" drivel. We don't even get to know why the cheery old woman, who supposedly loves life and every soul in it, abhors the plucky heroine's blog.
I was also unimpressed by Amy Adams. Perhaps I only like her when she doesn't play "Girl" or "Regular Person," like Giselle in "Enchanted" or Sister James in "Doubt."
0 stars. I'm not even sure what I watched. Comedic bounty hunter… More0 stars. I'm not even sure what I watched. Comedic bounty hunter stories always require too much suspension of disbelief for me. Apparently, the Stephanie Plum series is a fun collection of books, and the movie stays pretty faithful. Despite having not read the books, I have to wonder whether brunette Katherine Heigl was the best choice for the sassy Jersey girl. I love her in 27 Dresses, but the darker hair color seems to sap her natural exuberance. Her Jersey accent is also godawful. Not even sterling-coiffed Debbie Reynolds could save this movie from vapidity.
0 stars. I'm kinda surprised this movie has such good reviews. I feel… More0 stars. I'm kinda surprised this movie has such good reviews. I feel nothing for it at all. The script is filled with banal cliches about "writers" and "good writing," and all the women are either one-dimensional damsels in distress or one-dimensional heinous bitches. Pacing of the second act is too abrupt. Patti breaks up with Brian cuz she needs space, then they get back together without so much as a fade-out.
0 stars. This was the first time I gave a movie zero stars on… More0 stars. This was the first time I gave a movie zero stars on Flixster...and it's not because I'm a cranky old bastard who hates happy movies. The blind optimism in Poppy goes nowhere. Nothing truly terrible happens to her; she doesn't really do anything with her optimism as, say, Amelie does. I thought I would at least enjoy Sally Hawkins' performance, but she doesn't seem happy-go-lucky. She seems drunk, and drunk people are only funny when you are drunk too. Her incessant self-deprecating chuckle-eye roll-head bob grated on my nerves. My soul actually feels deader after seeing this movie.
So incredibly terrible, and Debbie Reynolds knew it. Julie, her na´ve… MoreSo incredibly terrible, and Debbie Reynolds knew it. Julie, her na´ve husband-chaser of a character, was and perhaps is a reality and a trope, but does she have to be so devoid of personality otherwise? What is love, and why does Charlie even fall in love with her? There's no charm to their dated courtship at all, and it's a waste of Debbie's singing and dancing talents.
The bouquet passing bit at the end is cute, and the movie makes interesting enough insights into Martian and Venusian conflicts with Charlie's reforming rover, Joe's disillusioned family man, and Sylvia's career dame with a ticking marriage clock (played by the serene Celeste Holm), but the injection of a petty, needy, indecisive stereotype just sets gender politics back fifty years...not to mention screenwriting.
A fairly serviceable love-was-right-in-front-of-me story. Brooklyn… MoreA fairly serviceable love-was-right-in-front-of-me story. Brooklyn Decker plays hot but nice to a tee (faint praise), and Jennifer Aniston is a reliable voice of reason, but the true standout is young Bailee Madison as Adam Sandler's pretend daughter. Her mile-a-minute-British-theatre-kid schtick is overbearing yet perfect. The movie really revs up with the hula dance and coconut passing competition - featuring wild cameos by Nicole Kidman and Dave Matthews - and even Aniston and Sandler generate some rollicking chemistry.
Eh. Ben Stiller and a gang of adult ragamuffins form a neighborhood… MoreEh. Ben Stiller and a gang of adult ragamuffins form a neighborhood watch only to be thwarted by divergent purposes and loyalties. The big alien twist is quite deus ex machina - oops spoilers - but Billy Crudup is slickly creepy as an Eyes Wide Shut sex emperor.
Too much fun! Two men-children become big brothers to a fantasy geek… MoreToo much fun! Two men-children become big brothers to a fantasy geek and a foul-mouthed delinquent, and heartwarming hilarity ensues. The inside look at the LARP community and the integration of the KISS motif culminates in some great deadpan humor, victorious redemption, and of course, ye olde goofy Englishisms.