Review: Star Trek into Darkness

OR a review of the new Star Trek film in which there are MANY SPOILERS and lots of other Star Trek thoughts…

I’m guilty. I got too excited.

You see, I have always been a ‘Trekkie’ (see note 1). I grew up watching Kirk and Spock on VHS, I remember watching, initially disliking and learning to love The Next Generation. I still hold Deep Space Nine in high regard (see note 2). When I was made cinema manager, I was very, very tempted to walk around slowly while listening to Jerry Goldsmith’s ‘The Enterprise’.

The point I’m making is that I know Star Trek. I adore Star Trek. I love it when it’s great (often), and I love it when it’s bad (Spock’s Brain, raise your hand… hehe). Over the last few weeks I have allowed my love of all things Trek to grow into a little ball of intense energy, and then last week I allowed it to escape. We had a screening of THE WRATH OF KHAN (see note 3), I got very enthusiastic with the social media posts, and I had a feature about Star Trek: Phase II published in Starburst Magazine, which I used to read about Star Trek in as a child. I even arranged for (cheap & fake) Starfleet uniforms for the staff, and made them listen to Shatner’s albums. Whew!

And then I sat down to watch this…

Let us begin, much like the film does, with the music. Michel Giacchino’s score for 2009’s STAR TREK is excellent, with enough nods to the past that it merge’s with the works of those great composers gone before, and also manages to sound fresh and exciting. There are a number of new themes thrown in this time, including some piano work, and I think it is fantastic. So, the film opens with the heroic, but slightly wistful notes of this great score before we are quickly into action. Running. Natives. Red trees. Some exciting nonsense and then… the Enterprise rising from the ocean. There is not a single moment in the remainder of the film which even approaches the greatness of this.

And then we get in to the nitty gritty. Terrorism against Starfleet by Cumberbatch’s mysterious enemy pushes the local officers into a frenzy of anger and vengeance. Kirk, being Kirk, figures out a little more than anyone else, so he and the Enterprise are sent on an assassination mission by Admiral Marcus. They must use some new, fancy and ultra secret photon torpedoes to take-out the terrorist, who just happens to be hiding on the Klingon homeworld of Kronos (see note 4).

There is some good old fashioned Star Trek moral angst, and Kirk decides to capture this terrorist instead of killing him in cold blood. Action follows. It’s exciting. I really appreciate the larger role that Uhura plays in this new film series. I think that it’s in keeping with what Gene Roddenberry would have liked.

Upon capturing him, it turns out that, much like the rumours suggested, Cumberbatch is indeed playing Khan, and he claims that he is being manipulated by Admiral Marcus, who wants to militarise Starfleet. Oh lordy. Khan. This changes the film somewhat. I really wish they hadn’t done that.

So, let’s swing around the sun and go back in time a week to the screening of WRATH OF KHAN I attended. Or maybe a few decades, to its first release. This film, you see, is iconic. Khan and his feud with Kirk is iconic. I know the film very, very well. And suddenly this new Star Trek is being directly compared to old Star Trek in my mind, and I’m sorry, but new Trek just isn’t going to win.

So, some more action happens to get our heroes onto Admiral Marcus’ big battleship (see note 5). The film then dispenses with the Admiral, and places Khan in his throne as the main villain. The brief period of ‘who can I trust’ is certainly interesting, but ultimately the answer is ‘no one’, so… back to the action. What I found myself wanting here was for Khan and Kirk to become allies, even friends. It would have been an interesting flip of the relationship coin, and a huge ‘what if’ which could change everything in future installments of Star Trek. After all, what’s the point of simply remaking the same damn thing?

What then follows is essentially a replaying of WRATH OF KHAN, but with the pieces moved around. Same dialogue. Same shots. Same everything, except much, much less emotion. In WRATH OF KHAN, the Kirk/Spock dynamic had years of building, and we had been a part of it. With INTO DARKNESS, we’re simply told that they’re friends, and it’s just not the same. It was too early to tell this tale with these actors – the bromance has yet to flourish.

I won’t lie, I did enjoy seeing the classic film mirrored, in quite a ‘geek’ way. But I also found it very distracting. What is interesting is the reaction of people who haven’t seen WRATH OF KHAN – it seems almost universally positive. Perhaps in this instance, pandering to the fans may have worked against the film?

The action scenes are all exciting, fast-paced and perfect ‘popcorn’ fun. I find that there isn’t a strong sense of location to any of it… and I also felt that any real threat or suspense had already gone by the second half of the film. You see, Khan’s blood apparently has some amazing ‘cure all’ possibilities, so we know that anyone who has to make a sacrifice will be magically brought back.

Gosh, this sounds like a very negative review. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoyed the film. I recommend going to see it, and I will be going to see it again.

The actors are all great, with Quinto and Cumberbatch really standing out. Sulu and Chekov get some great moments. Simon Pegg is fantastic as Scotty. I feel like McCoy needs some more time on screen. I like the new take on the Klingons. They feel dangerous, unpredictable and suitably alien. The effects are great throughout, and the action is exciting. Overall a very entertaining film.

If anything, I allowed my love of Star Trek to lead me astray. When I see it again, I will endeavour to leave all of my history at the door.

Notes

1) a term I prefer over ‘Trekker’. Although frankly I don’t much care. The realm of fandom deserves a post – possibly even a book – all to itself.

2) especially Jadzia Dax. Oh lord.

3) which my girlfriend slept through.

4) or Qo’noS, if you’re that way inclined.

5) Is it just me, or does it look like it’s been made from lego pieces?

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Review: The Look of Love

THE LOOK OF LOVE… sexy? Sleazy? Funny? Serious? This film tries to be everything and does none of it well. Based on the life of entrepreneur Paul Raymond (Steve Coogan) a man who rose to success from humble Liverpudlian roots to become the richest man on Soho’s streets by discovering just how much sex really does sell.
Coogan is irritatingly sober and only gives hints of the quirky humor that we have come to expect from the the chameleon 24 HOUR PARTY PEOPLE and Alan Partridge actor. We can enjoy little bites of genius Coogan comedy but it is not enough to satisfy the appetite of a fan. His portrayal of the man who is adored by many but liked by few and who selfishly controls the lives of his friends, wives and children through neglect, sex and drugs is on the whole a convincing one, but it is not enough to bring life to the plot.
The quantity of naked flesh in this film mirrors the themes of Paul’s life itself by questioning how much is too much, and when does art become pornography? The line is blurred in both senses and the quantity with which it is delivered to the screen takes away all of the gloss, glamour and excitmente of the erotic world and leaves you bored and entirely un-sympathetic to the characters.
The supporting cast do little to carry the movie long, however there is an intriguing and surprising performance by comedian Chris Addison as one of Paul’s employes, he is natural and funny and stars effortlessly against bigger names. Imogen Poots is another name to mention, she plays Paul’s spoilt daughter, desperate for the adoration of success but with none of the physical or intellectual assets, her character is hard to like and her singing much much worse.
No amount of celebrity cameos (of which there are many) can save this film from its bargain bin destiny. Michael Winterbottom disappoints the audience by turning an otherwise interesting story into a long and anticlimactic orgy of lifeless acting and plastic boobs.

Written by Katy Brooks

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Review: I’m So Excited

I’m So Excited is the new film from Pedro Almodovar, who most recently brought us The Skin I Live In, which was a very dark, stylish thriller. His new film is very much the opposite; awash with bright colours, latin temperaments and full of comedy, music and sex.

A plane is en-route and in the air when the pilots discover a problem which means that landing will be extremely dangerous. The crew respond in a variety of ways, mainly getting drunk, and then performing a full dance routine to the song ‘I’m So Excited’ to cheer the passengers up. They decide that the best course of action will be to give their passengers a cocktail which includes mescaline. It’s not long before various people have coupled off and become a little more amorous.

Behind the fizz, fervour and frivolity is a dark edge, though, with death also being an important presence throughout the film.

Each of the passengers has an outrageous backstory which we are given the chance to explore. The performances are appropriately dramatic, and the cast perfectly put together. Almodovar certainly has a touch for casting!

Some of the jokes are a little blunt, and there is certainly a heavy reliance on gay stereotypes – although in the almost cartoonish world of the film, this works rather well.

Short, sweet and fun. I’m So Excited is a film that will cheer you up, and add some colour to your life.

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Review: Iron Man 3

I have enjoyed both Iron Man films, even though the second had its problems. Indeed, I’ve enjoyed all of the Marvel films so far, and Avengers (or Avengers Assemble for us in the UK) was one of the best films of 2012, and really can’t be topped as a summer blockbuster.

Iron Man 3 had the difficult task of bringing us back down after the heady highlight of Avengers, and it achieves this by bringing down our hero, Tony Stark. Having fought with gods and wormholes, he is struggling to make sense of everything, and is even suffering from anxiety attacks.

This time the threat is coming from a new terrorist, the Mandarin, who is played wonderfully by Sir Ben Kingsley. A perfect choice of foe, the Mandarin can represent many real-world problems, and serves excellently to bring the Marvel films back to Earth. Kingsley is very good in the role, with a performance that will stay with you for a while.

We also have Guy Pearce as Aldrich Killian, leader of a ‘think tank’ with a grudge against Tony Stark. He doesn’t get a great deal of screen time, but is suitable creepy when needed.

The real strength of the Iron Man films has never been with the suit of armour, but with Robert Downey Jr. as Tony Stark, and in this more than any other, he gets centre stage. This time, however, not as a platform to be a genius billionaire playboy philanthropist, but as someone suffering and trying to find his place in a world that has changed around him.

Having said that, the film is full of humour – in characters and situations. I laughed more during this, than for most comedies. Iron Man 3 doesn’t forget its comic book origins, or play it too straight.

The action scenes are exciting and innovative – due in part to the new suit, which has the ability to fly around in separate pieces. There are also action sequences which Stark has to survive without the suit. These are fun, and important in terms of the film’s themes, although ultimately I wanted to see more of the suit!

I highly recommend Iron Man 3. If the rest of the blockbusters are this good, then we are set for an excellent year…

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Review: For Ellen

Paul Dano plays Joby. With black-painted, chipped nails and a whisky beard on his chin, Joby is a rock star who is telling the world, and himself, that he is about to make it. Each day he wears the same leather jacket, the same fingerless gloves and the same jewellery. He will check that his hair is right, and his chin properly fluffed before doing anything important. We meet him as he is driving through ice and snow in order to sign papers which will end his marriage with Claire, and split their possessions.

Their relationship has reached a point so low that they are communicating through lawyers, and Claire – much to Joby’s frustration – refuses to answer his questions correctly. The sticking point of the entire process is Ellen, their daughter. Although he has never visited her, Joby refuses to give her up completely.

The story is that of Joby fighting for a chance to see his daughter, and accepting his place in her life. It is touching, and well told. The relationship between Joby and Ellen had to work in order to hold the film together, and thankfully it does. The awkward stretch of two people reaching out to each other feels real, despite the young age of Ellen.

Beyond this, the film is exploring how our lives are determined by the identities that we choose and how we present ourselves to the world. Joby is so caught up in being a rockstar, that he gave up more important things. It is how he defines himself – at one point even yelling down the phone that he is ‘Joby Taylor’ lead singer and is clear that as far as he is concerned, his role and personality are one. Throughout the film, the identity that he has created for himself is eroded. The only times he is true to himself, is when he gets drunk and lost in music at a bar, or when he makes rash decisions when upset.

The only character not yet playing a self-designated role is young Ellen, and it is this harsh difference with the adults around her that pushes the message of the film into real clarity.

Paul Dano is wonderful, and makes the role of Joby Taylor a deep and meaningful one, when it could have been very two-dimensional. Jon Heder is also excellent as Fred Butler, Joby’s lawyer. He is just as constrained in life by the way he wishes to present himself, and will play at being more like Joby (holding a cigarette without actually smoking, for example) without stepping outside of his safe boundaries.

The use of music and sound is very clever. As mentioned above, music is used as a means of expression for the characters in the film, and this is true of the soundtrack generally. Beyond this, there are moments when simple sound and background noise is used not just to convey the emotions of the characters, but to explore the themes being investigated.

A great film, with lots to say. Great performances, and some clever directing make For Ellen stand out as a film worth watching. It seems that the only way we can truly be ourselves is to lose ourselves, and I recommend losing yourself in this film.

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Princess Bride Review


25 years since The Princess Bride first graced our screens? Inconceivable!

Well actually, it’s true. This month marks the 25th anniversary of Rob Reiner’s delightfully silly fantastical adventure that brings us fencing, fighting, torture, death, true love, giants, and pirates, to name but a few.

And two decades on, the film has a devoted fan base and firm cult status. William Goldman’s screenplay, based closely on his book of the same name, is packed full of ridiculous one-liners, wit, wordplay and tomfoolery. But the nuances of the dialogue create a plot with far more depth and self-awareness than it might first appear. In fact, even though the characters are in danger of seeming parodical and underdeveloped at first glance, it soon becomes clear that this plot device is lavishly employed for comic effect. One character notes of our leading lady, “Your princess is a delightful creature. A little simple, perhaps. Her appeal is undeniable.”

Our heroes and our villains (because most of the characters can be divided as such) are from an era where swordplay was a gentleman’s sport and emotions superfluous. And so too is our elderly narrator, who frames the fairytale story in modern day as he reads it to his poorly grandson. The grandson is as dubious as anyone in the audience to begin, but finds himself drawn in as the love story gives way to adventure – everyone can agree that murder by pirates is good…

In turn Rob Reiner sets the action against often implausible backdrops. Are those rocks made of polystyrene? Has that boat been borrowed from the local AmDram society? And why can’t our heroine recognise her true love just because he’s wearing an eye mask? Especially when he’s using an accent as affected as Cary Elwes can carry off. Maybe we are in the imagination of the grandfather, or maybe the grandson. Wherever we are it is a land of pure fantasy, in which the plot races from one unlikely backdrop to the next, desperately chasing the shadow of a happy ending.

And there are no two characters chasing harder than Inigo Montoya and Fezzig, two mismatched hired assassins who fast become the real stars. Andre the Giant plays the role of Fezzik, a giant troubled by loneliness and drink, whilst master swordsman Inigo’s single ambition in life is to avenge his father’s death. Along the way they form a touching companionship bolstered by rhyming games and a faith in one another seemingly not shared by the rest of the world. Their unrivalled strength and sword skills may hold the key to good triumphing over evil, but it is the strength of their friendship that really wins the day.

And so for all its swashbuckling, fighting, trickery and adventure, what The Princess Bride boils down to in the end is a film about true friendship and true love. Because as Reiner and Goldman joyously remind us, all the plot twisting in the world cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.

By @Ruth_Imogen

The anniversary Blu-rau is available to buy now!

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Review: The Woodsman and the Rain

Katsu is a 60 year old woodsman. He is frustrated and concerned about his son’s directionless life, and his wife recently passed away. He knows his job, his friends and he knows the area – a beautiful wooded area of Japan – better than anyone. He is confident in his life, but stuck in a rut that he is not even aware of.

Into this stumbles a film crew and the young, unconfident Director Koichi. He is making his first feature, and is riddled with self doubt.

Katsu helps the film crew to find a location, and is gradually caught up in more aspects of the production – even playing a zombie at one point. At first he dislikes being a part of the chaos, but begins to find excitement and a new lease of life after seeing himself on screen. He also forges a bond with Koichi, which will prove important to them both.

It is really Koji Yakusho’s performance as Katsu that holds the film together. He fills the film with a sense of emotion and we get caught up with his character’s journey. As a fan of cinema, and zombie films, it is a joy to watch Katsu – who knows nothing of either – see this new world with a fresh sense of wonder, interest and passion.

Mixing beautiful shots of the woods – and area of Japan that I seldom see on film – and an impish sense of comedy with the film production, The Woodsman and the Rain is wonderfully entertaining.

The theme of the film is, perhaps, to keep growing and to embrace the opportunities that life presents. I recommend embracing this film.

Available to own now on DVD and Blu Ray.

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Review: Safety Not Guaranteed

An off-beat comedy with a squishy odd romance in the classic Hollywood centre. It all begins with the following ad found in a paper:

“WANTED: Someone to go back in time with me. This is not a joke. You get paid after we get back. Must bring your own weapons. SAFETY NOT GUARANTEED. I have only done this once before.”

And so a magazine journalist and two interns head off to find out more.

The characters are all interesting, and everyone seems to have their own little dramatic arc to follow and a little bit of self-discovery and growing. Our time-travel inventor is the most interesting, with a backstory that he has mixed up with truth and lies, and it is never clear how much he believes himself. Mark Duplass also manages to go from ‘hurt shy weirdo’ to ‘potentialy threatening’ when necessary too.
Our lead, Darius, is an odd one. The performance from Aubrey Plaza is good, but there are huge amounts of ‘nothing’ in the character’s backstory. She’s been in a ‘funk’ since her mother died many years ago, and yet seems full of self-confidence that we’re told she doesn’t have. Hmm.

Some of the ‘training montage’ scenes are flat and uninspired; we’ve seen it all before, although the best bits of the film are Plaza and Duplass together; perhaps because they are both oddballs, so their conversations are just a little off-kilter.

Although the science is never a strong part of the film, the fact that most of his notes seem to have been made via spirograph is just a bit… lazy. And the fact that folks suddenly start to believe that he may actually be building something when they see these drawing on the wall is… also lazy.

Maybe it’s just me want something different, and being a massive romance cynic at the moment, but I can’t help but feel that if the film had followed it’s own title, and been a bit more adventurous, we could have had something special. As is it, Safety Not Guaranteed is ok, but not a ‘must-see’.

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Korean Film Festival 2012: EUN-GYO

On returning home one day Lee Jeok-yo, a revered poet and author in his 70s, and his student, Ji-woo, for whom Lee has recently ghost-written a novel, stumble upon a beautiful teenage girl, Eun-gyo, asleep on a porch chair. Both seem surprised to see her, but also fascinated by her presence. She is soon brought back to the older man’s home by Ji-woo, with the intention of her helping out around the house. However, Eun-gyo soon comes to play a much more pivotal role of both men’s lives than that of a household maid. As Jeok-yo begins to enjoy the time he spends with Eun-gyo, as she does with him; their relationship develops and provokes confusion and envy in Ji-woo, whose childish response only forces him further out of Jeok-yo’s favour. Inevitably, something akin to a love triangle evolves and the growing tension between the characters reaches a dramatic and unexpected conclusion.

Loneliness is a strong theme throughout EUN-GYO, with each character a victim. Jeok-yo is mourning his lost youth and laments the fact that his age, morality, prevents him from assuaging his lonesomeness through a more intimate relationship with Eun-gyo. Lee escapes his 70 year old body and fantasises about himself as a young man pursuing the teenage Eun-gyo, playing out love scenes made more acceptable by the closing of the age gap. However, on waking from his fantasies, he is plunged back into solitude and his ageing self. Ji-woo longs to be considered a serious talent by the literary world which is so enamoured with Jeok-yo; he is marginalised and seen as merely the student of a great man, causing him great frustration. When his connection to Lee, and the literary circles in which he is so revered, is threatened by Eun-gyo, Ji-woo resorts to desperate measures and risks destroying his relationship with Jeok-yo permanently. Eun-gyo endures the abuse of her mother and seeks solace in the company of the elderly poet she so admires, yet societal ideals forbid her from forming the kind of bonds she is longing for.

The trio battle against their impediments, and each other, and as the tension in the group continues to rise, the actions of the individuals become more extreme. Through their fight to combat loneliness they risk isolating themselves to an even greater extent.

The three actors all excel, portraying their characters’ frustration and sadness with great intensity. Lee Jeok-yo is played by young actor, Park Hae-il, who was forced to undergo 8 hours of prosthetic work in order to play the older man and portrayal of Jeok-yo’s dismay at his ageing body really resonates deeply. Kim Go-eun is a talent to look out for in the future; a first time actress, she manages to maintain an air of innocence in Eun-gyo despite sexual attention she generates from both male characters. She gives the character emotional depth and bravely tackles some relatively graphic sex scenes which apparently caused a great deal of controversy in Korea.

On the surface EUN-GYO is an erotic drama and inappropriate love story, but, aided by brilliant performances by his lead actors, Jung Ji-woo manages to reveal a more subtle story of a search for companionship underneath the sex and controversy. A touching tale of complex relationships which delivers more than may be expected.

Review by @Charlobot

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Review: Baraka


What is it? What does it all mean? It’s art, it’s beautiful and it’s re-released, 20 years after it won wide acclaim and many prizes, “Baraka” still wows and puzzles the viewer, in equal measures. It’s a 92-minute poem to the senses, sweeping through 24 countries on six continents. Director Ron Fricke and producer Mark Magidson have made an epic film, in sweeping 70 millimeter.
“Baraka”, in Hebrew, Arabic and a few other languages, means “blessing”. In Sufism, the mystic section of Islam, it has a deeper meaning of awakening spirituality via gifts granted through physical and meditative ritual.
We start gently and are lulled into a false sense that this will be a religious film. Monks, holy men and different rituals are interlinked with huge nature panoramas. Then, images of battery chickens, traffic jams and people moving make you think of that Gangnam-style video from PSY. There is just so very much of everything and everyone that it’s hard to muse on any one thing for very long.
Apart from the focus on individuals and groups, this film is all about life, space and the sweeping camera with hundreds of images of light and darkness, punctuated by moments in which the camera shifts to smaller groups.

There were certainly times when I would have liked some subtitles to tell me where in the world I was. Ayer’s Rock, Vatican City, the Ganges and Istanbul were all recognisable, but other places could have used a tiny caption.
The film-makers say they were inspired by Joseph Campbell’s writing on myth and storytelling. There is something universal about the rituals in different locations and the patterns of nature that influence us all.
Temple ruins, washing in the Ganges and many scenes of shamen and groups stimulate the imagination.
Michael Stearns, as musical director and location sound recordist has done an excellent job in allowing the sounds we hear to match the epic quality of the pictures we see.
Do try and see this on the biggest screen possible and watch it more than once, if you possibly can.
Brilliant, brave and still keeping a distinctive and original feel, 20 years after its release, this remains an exceptionally stirring and provocative movie.
Quibbles? Only Sufism seems to have any place for women in its religious rituals. A few of the very speedy scenes of traffic and assembly lines seem to blur into each other.
Yet this is magic on film. Truly, I loved it and was moved by it.

Baraka is re-released on 14 December.

Review by @Greernicholson

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