<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818</id><updated>2012-01-30T17:39:23.934-04:00</updated><category term='DVD Spotlight'/><category term='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2011'/><category term='RIP'/><category term='The One You Might Have Saved'/><category term='Beer Cellaring'/><category term='Final Girl Film Club'/><category term='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2010'/><category term='My DVD Collection'/><category term='Budget Box Sets'/><category term='My Top 20 Favourite Horror Movies'/><category term='Zombies Zombies Zombies'/><category term='My Favourite Horror Films of the &apos;00s'/><category term='Double Feature Review'/><title type='text'>The Hougly Film and Beer Journal.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8597404439838683399</id><published>2012-01-30T16:18:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:05:43.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #68: Captain America; Wrong Turn 4; Terror Trap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uqVS8X3wudA/Tyb-QLmrCnI/AAAAAAAACq4/mHZPbQe0TFA/s200/captainamerica.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703525532057668210" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Captain America: The First Avenger&lt;/b&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starring:&lt;/b&gt; Chris Evans; Hayley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Atwell&lt;/span&gt;; Sebastian Stan; Tommy Lee Jones; Hugo Weaving; Dominic Cooper; Richard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Armitage&lt;/span&gt;; Stanley &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tucci&lt;/span&gt;; Samuel L. Jackson; Toby Jones; Neal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McDonough&lt;/span&gt;; Derek Luke; Kenneth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Choi&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;JJ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Feild&lt;/span&gt;; Bruno &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ricci&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directed by:&lt;/b&gt; Joe Johnston.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colour/124 Minutes/PG-13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was into comic books I was never into Captain America. American Nationalism, apple pies, boy scouts. Blah. Not interesting. As boring as Superman really. I always took Batman's side. Of course Batman is a violent, anti-social psycho -- so that may say more about me than it does anything else. Still, the idea of a meek but determined young man being selected for a top secret super soldier programme, and becoming a hero and figurehead for the war effort, isn't a bad story if you do it properly. &lt;b&gt;Captain America&lt;/b&gt; is another big budget entry into this "let's introduce the main Avengers characters before we do &lt;b&gt;The Avengers&lt;/b&gt; movie" series of films. We've already had two okay Hulk films, two pretty good Iron Man films, and Thor. Poor Thor. Here we get Captain's (Chris Evans) origin story, how he becomes a propaganda tool, and how he eventually decides to take matters into his own hands, becoming the man he always wanted to be, and serving his country by going head-to-head with the evil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Nazi&lt;/span&gt; Red Skull (Hugo Weaving, who is good despite his shitty mask). It's flashy, moves quickly, and it touches on all the points it needed to connect upon. It ties into the rest of the Avengers films by the end of it (other Avengers appear, as well as the black Nick Fury, Samuel L. Jackson!). Having good actors in key and supporting roles helps hold together an otherwise light story. I like good super hero films. This is an okay one. The genre, I think, is pretty much burned-out at this point. We'll see what &lt;b&gt;The Dark Knight Rises&lt;/b&gt; has to say about that. I'm going to say this is worth a rental if there's nothing else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sh2ySeV7MPM/Tyb-QVtvjvI/AAAAAAAACrE/C5VwXfutUao/s200/wrongturn4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703525534771678962" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wrong Turn 4: Bloody Beginnings&lt;/b&gt; (2011)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starring:&lt;/b&gt; Jennifer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Pudavic&lt;/span&gt;k; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Tenika&lt;/span&gt; Davis; Kaitlyn Wong; Terra &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Vnesa&lt;/span&gt;; Victor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Zinck&lt;/span&gt;, Jr.; Sean &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Skene&lt;/span&gt;; Blane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Cypurda&lt;/span&gt;; Daniel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Skene&lt;/span&gt;; Tristan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Carlucci&lt;/span&gt;; Scott Johnson; Bryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Verot&lt;/span&gt;; Dean Armstrong; Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Tataryn&lt;/span&gt;; Samantha Kendrick; Arne McPherson; Kristen Harris; Dave Harms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directed by: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Declan&lt;/span&gt; O'Brien.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colour/93 Minutes/R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A large group of young, dumb, and full of cum twenty-somethings show up to be killed and eaten by cannibal mutants. This time the film is set in an abandoned mental hospital that the victims get stuck in thanks to a snow storm. We learn that the original mutant family from the first three films had their start here as patients, and at this point in time are still living there. Prequel time. Oh joy. The budget seems a tad bigger than in the previous (horrible) film, &lt;b&gt;Wrong Turn 3: Left for D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (2009), which was to the original &lt;b&gt;Wrong Turn&lt;/b&gt; (2003) as &lt;b&gt;The Hill Have Eyes Part II&lt;/b&gt; was to &lt;b&gt;The Hills Have Eyes&lt;/b&gt;, both in the case of the originals and remakes, actually. &lt;b&gt;Wrong Turn 2: Dead End&lt;/b&gt; (2007) was actually really fun. Apparently someone has been watching the very good &lt;b&gt;Cold Prey/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Fritt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;vilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (2006) and its sequel, as this film borrows from both liberally, without managing to clone the mood and style. Sadly there is no Ingrid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Bolsø&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Berdal&lt;/span&gt; as a final girl here. In fact none of the victims inspire any interest. Nor do the mutants, whom the film obviously wanted to shift attention to here as the stars. But the make-up effects this time around don't do them much justice. There are a few gore gags, and some skin, that do spruce things up, but overall this film is such a boring mess. It's better than part 3, but what isn't? Rent. Maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kj2kRvPsg3Q/Tyb-Qoa3T6I/AAAAAAAACrM/lwG49ec-Lqg/s200/terrortrap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703525539792768930" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Terror Trap&lt;/b&gt; (2010)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starring:&lt;/b&gt; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt;; David James Elliott; Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Fahey&lt;/span&gt;; Heather Marie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Marsden&lt;/span&gt;; Andrew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Sensenig&lt;/span&gt;; Lacey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Minchew&lt;/span&gt;; Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Triplett&lt;/span&gt;; Mark De Alessandro; Danny Cosmo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directed by:&lt;/b&gt; Dan Garcia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colour and B&amp;amp;W/86 Minutes/R&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen &lt;b&gt;Vacancy&lt;/b&gt; (2007)? Have you seen the direct-to-video &lt;b&gt;Vacancy 2: The First Cut&lt;/b&gt; (2008)? Then you've seen this film already. A shameless and disjointed rip-off that makes most of the torture porn &lt;b&gt;Hostel&lt;/b&gt; (2005) rip-offs look like original masterpieces. And of course, &lt;b&gt;Vacancy&lt;/b&gt; was a bit of torture porn and a &lt;b&gt;Hostel &lt;/b&gt;rip-off itself, wasn't it? Well, if this is its own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sub genre&lt;/span&gt; now (Motel Torture Porn, I guess?), then &lt;b&gt;Vacancy&lt;/b&gt; is &lt;b&gt;Hostel&lt;/b&gt; and this is somewhere at the tail end of the &lt;b&gt;Saw&lt;/b&gt; series. But hey, we get Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt; in this for five seconds as the owner of this capture-and-kill motel set-up, where innocent victims are trapped at the motel and killed for sick fucks observing via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;two&lt;/span&gt;-way mirrors. Jeff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Fahey&lt;/span&gt; is the only shining light here, making the most out of his scene-crewing psycho cop who rounds up victims, and keeps the motel protected from the law and any other peeping eyes. He's essentially playing R. Lee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Ermey's&lt;/span&gt; character from &lt;b&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre&lt;/b&gt; (2003) and &lt;b&gt;The Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Beginning&lt;/b&gt; (2006). I can forgive that rip-off though because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Fahey&lt;/span&gt; is fucking awesome. Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Madsen&lt;/span&gt;, when did you stop giving a shit? Avoid. Abort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8597404439838683399?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8597404439838683399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8597404439838683399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8597404439838683399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8597404439838683399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2012/01/capsule-film-reviews-68-captain-america.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #68: Captain America; Wrong Turn 4; Terror Trap.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uqVS8X3wudA/Tyb-QLmrCnI/AAAAAAAACq4/mHZPbQe0TFA/s72-c/captainamerica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-1934211288112535258</id><published>2012-01-04T08:30:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T16:44:20.420-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD Spotlight'/><title type='text'>DVD Spotlight: Day of the Dead (1985).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8l5y6n-5t4/TwRNXNIo0AI/AAAAAAAACog/ztX53FZiwZU/s1600/dayofthedead.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8l5y6n-5t4/TwRNXNIo0AI/AAAAAAAACog/ztX53FZiwZU/s200/dayofthedead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693760889961369602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day of the Dead&lt;/b&gt; (1985)&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;DVD Release Year:&lt;/b&gt; 2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Release by:&lt;/b&gt; Anchor Bay Entertainment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Region:&lt;/b&gt; 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starring:&lt;/b&gt; Lori Cardille; Terry Alexander; Jarlath Conroy; Joseph Pilato; Richard Liberty; Sherman Howard; Gary Howard Klar; Ralph Marrero; John Amplas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directed by:&lt;/b&gt; George A. Romero.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colour/101 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years after the zombie apocalypse has taken place, the undead now have overrun the world. Some of the last human survivors (a small combination of civilians, scientists and soldiers) are hiding in an underground army base in the Everglades, where the scientists are trying to both look for a solution to the zombie problem, as well as make contact with other survivors. The soldiers are there to protect them. However, there is a need to capture "live" zombies in order to do tests on them. This is costing the soldiers their lives, something they are not too keen on. The two civilians, John and William McDermott (Terry Alexander and Jarlath Conroy), the helicopter pilot and a drunk in charge of the radio respectively, are just keeping their heads down as tensions escalate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCpcUl__WCU/TwRNXiIdkqI/AAAAAAAACo4/XZOMxb5GhkQ/s1600/dayofthedead002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uCpcUl__WCU/TwRNXiIdkqI/AAAAAAAACo4/XZOMxb5GhkQ/s200/dayofthedead002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693760895597777570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is division even between the two lead scientists. Dr. Sarah Bowman (Lori Cardille) just wants to find a "cure", or at lest find some way to put an end to the zombie threat, as well as support her emotionally unbalanced boyfriend, Pvt. Miguel Salazar (Anthony Dileo Jr.). However, Dr. Matthew "Frankenstein" Logan (Richard Liberty), who has obviously gone bonkers, wants to find a way to actually control the zombies and use them. Because of this he's been burning through test subjects. However, he does keep one prized subject "alive", that being "Bub" (Sherman Howard), who has displayed an ability to learn and recognize things and concepts from his past, before he turned into a zombie. Logan thinks he's on the verge of a breakthrough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But their time is short, and the fuse on the new military commander, Capt. Rhodes (Joseph Pilato), is even shorter. The previous commander has just died, and now Rhodes is in charge and not as interested in putting his men at risk for experiments that have failed to produce any real results. He wants to cease the look for a cure and find a way out of the hole they are in. He's quickly turning into a mad dog under the stress, and his men are no better. They seem like they are bottom of the barrel National Guard recruits rather than trained soldiers. Slobs, who don't trust Miguel to do his job (even making racist remarks towards him) and leering at Sarah, as she's the only woman in the base. It doesn't help matters when Rhodes starts to suspect Logan is up to something. And he is: Logan has been running out of regular zombies from outside the base to do his tests upon, and has been using the bodies of the recently dead soldiers to keep things going...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day of the Dead&lt;/b&gt; is the most looked-down upon of Romero's original trilogy, and indeed there's not a lot that's new here from the previous film &lt;b&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/b&gt;. It's the same situation, but much worse. Society is totally gone now. Hordes of zombies walk the streets. The last people alive are very close together and isolated from the outside world. Tensions are as high as can be. Racism and sexism find a fertile breeding ground, and the zombies continue to wait, and wait. Eventually they will get in because the humans will leave the door open. Deep down the last survivors know it, and that only makes things more desperate for them. There is no hope anymore but to escape and live out their lives somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0bfdVkSszA/TwRNYBcZRZI/AAAAAAAACpE/yu_HDaup8ps/s1600/dayofthedead003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V0bfdVkSszA/TwRNYBcZRZI/AAAAAAAACpE/yu_HDaup8ps/s200/dayofthedead003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693760904002880914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyvZLc87Oac/TwRNXGXTcqI/AAAAAAAACos/nl761kEKfws/s1600/dayofthedead001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pyvZLc87Oac/TwRNXGXTcqI/AAAAAAAACos/nl761kEKfws/s200/dayofthedead001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693760888143835810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6OFaiWgPR4/TwRPC8HGN8I/AAAAAAAACpY/338NqVqhFsE/s1600/dayofthedead005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p6OFaiWgPR4/TwRPC8HGN8I/AAAAAAAACpY/338NqVqhFsE/s200/dayofthedead005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693762740817377218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romero and crew were faced with having a substantial amount of their budget cut from the film (from about 7 down to 3.5 million), so much of the original story got thrown out. This film was actually intended to be an epic to rival &lt;b&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/b&gt;. The subplot with Bub, and Dr. Logan learning to control the zombies was to be a much larger part of the original film. But most of that was lost, and sadly critics focused more on the scenes of stressed-out people yelling at each other in an underground bunker. Not enough action, not enough zombies. It's too bad, as I think &lt;b&gt;Day&lt;/b&gt; deserves much better. The actors are good. This may be the best acting in any of Romero's zombie pictures, actually. I bought into each performance. Everyone is stressed and dealing with it in different ways. Sarah is not only being strong for herself, but for Miguel, who has fallen into a nervous breakdown. The soldiers are scared and have become mean, alcoholic bullies. Capt. Rhodes is a despot. Dr. Logan is clearly insane beyond reason. The civilians, John and William, have isolated themselves from the rest in an effort to hold on to their humanity and sanity. The zombie, Bud, is like an innocent child, and seeing part of his past humanity coming back to him through Logan's encouragement is touching (and heartbreaking when he discovers Logan's corpse later on). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rqi2Y7jh5R0/TwRPCrK9FvI/AAAAAAAACpQ/nbN13fqHSeE/s1600/dayofthedead004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rqi2Y7jh5R0/TwRPCrK9FvI/AAAAAAAACpQ/nbN13fqHSeE/s200/dayofthedead004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693762736270153458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also of note are the locations used and the make-up effects. Much like the mall in &lt;b&gt;Dawn&lt;/b&gt; was perfect, the underground facilities near Wampum, Pennsylvania, were exactly for what they needed here. The cast truly feels walled-in and isolated in this storage facility, full of the remains of a now collapsed society. They are in effect living in a tomb. The abandoned cities above ground are no better for them, as the scenes shot on location in Florida are just as claustrophobic when the walls of zombies show up. The effects work from Tom Savini and Gregory Nicotero are really quite impressive and only highlight why there should have been more zombie scenes in the film to spice things up ("Dr. Tongue" from the opening is a jaw-dropper in more ways than one!). There is, at least, a hell of a lovely slaughter when the zombies do finally make their way into the base. And Bub should also be mentioned here: he really comes alive with a perfect melding of physical performance and make-up design. He has stood out in the minds of fans over the years, and the "smart zombie" concept has lived on into Romero's &lt;b&gt;Land of the Dead&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The film has gone on to have a lasting influence on the zombie horror genre, and in pop culture, although not as strongly as &lt;b&gt;Dawn&lt;/b&gt;. But let's face it, that's a pretty big giant to slay. Anchor Bay's 2-disc DVD (also in single disc DVD and Blu-ray) is a perfect way to pay due respect to the film. The commentary track, like all of Romero's commentaries, is laid back, fun, and informative. This, along with the film looking and sounding great on DVD, is generally worth the price right there, but then you get an okay fan boy commentary from Roger Avary (writer/producer/director, who is best know for writing &lt;b&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/b&gt;). Disc 2 gives you the expected extensive, and informative, documentaries and production supplements. You even get a physical extra in the form of Dr. Logan's "files", which is a fake ruled notepad with an essay on the film, artwork, and some of Logan's "notes". Sort of pointless, but good fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;DVD Information:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disc One: Feature Film&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Video:&lt;/b&gt; 1.85:1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Audio:&lt;/b&gt; Dolby Digital-EX 5.1, Dolby Digital 2.0 and DTS-ES 6.1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subtitles:&lt;/b&gt; English.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Audio commentary with writer/director George A. Romero, special make-up effects artists Tom Savini, production designer Cletus Anderson, and actress Lori Cardille.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Audio commentary with filmmaker Roger Avary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disc Two: Bonus Materials&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;b&gt;The Many Days of Day of the Dead&lt;/b&gt; -- An all-new 39 minute documentary featuring interviews with  writer-director George A.Romero, producer David Ball, special make-up effects artists Tom Savini and Greg Nicotero, production designer Cleatus Anderson, assistant director Chris Romero, and actors Lori Cardille, Joseph Pilato and Howard Sherman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--&lt;b&gt;DAY OF THE DEAD: Behind The Scenes&lt;/b&gt; -- 31 minutes of production footage from special make-up effects artist Tom Savini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Audio interview with actor Richard Liberty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Wampum Mine promotional video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Theatrical trailers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--TV spots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Production Stills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Behind-the-scenes photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Posters &amp;amp; advertising art.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Gallery of memorabilia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Zombie make-up photo gallery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--Continuity stills gallery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--George Romero bio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--DVD-ROM: Original screenplay and production memos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-1934211288112535258?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/1934211288112535258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=1934211288112535258&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1934211288112535258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1934211288112535258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2012/01/dvd-spotlight-day-of-dead-1985.html' title='DVD Spotlight: Day of the Dead (1985).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8l5y6n-5t4/TwRNXNIo0AI/AAAAAAAACog/ztX53FZiwZU/s72-c/dayofthedead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4128904201071578399</id><published>2012-01-01T10:19:00.028-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T17:33:27.379-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2011'/><title type='text'>The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2011.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29eXFw9WrWM/TwBshTDmHcI/AAAAAAAACkg/RCT08y-gHes/s1600/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 90px; height: 90px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692669248303144386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29eXFw9WrWM/TwBshTDmHcI/AAAAAAAACkg/RCT08y-gHes/s200/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hope everyone had a good holiday season. Much like in 2010, I just don't get to watch a lot of new releases. I don't have time for theatres (or at least easy access to a good one) so I generally have to wait until something comes out on video and I have time off to actually sit down and watch the film. My list of the best films I watched in 2010 reflected this. I do watch a lot of films and I have a quite large DVD collection at this point with a couple hundred films I haven't even watched yet (you can thank those ultra-cheap 50 film DVD sets for that!). So yet again I'm going to list the 20 films I enjoyed the most this year, regardless of what year they are actually from. They don't even have to be "good" movies, they just had to be films that were new to me, that I enjoyed. Most of the films on this list have yet to be reviewed by me officially for the blog. Hopefully they will all be written about soon (if my plans to post more often hold up). I've written a small blurb for all of these. Hopefully there will be a couple of films on this list that may spark some interest for you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-z4SKemyiY/TwIcmDaD7rI/AAAAAAAAClw/IzvFzKIxtJs/s1600/conanthebarbarian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 101px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144319024950962" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5-z4SKemyiY/TwIcmDaD7rI/AAAAAAAAClw/IzvFzKIxtJs/s200/conanthebarbarian.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;20.&lt;b&gt; Conan the Barbarian&lt;/b&gt; (2011) | Directed by Marcus Nispel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This film deserved a better script and a better director, but Jason Momoa is the right guy for the role (he's a much better fit physically and verbally than Arnold Schwarzenegger ever was). He makes the most out of what he's given here in this otherwise drab and by-the-numbers CGI-ridden sword and sandals film. At the very least he's got some really solid villains to go against and the film does stick a bit closer to the original stories. There is potential here for the future, but I fear we'll never see a proper Conan series.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7sWa4e8epo/TwIcyRxBuNI/AAAAAAAACnI/Cs0BleNBUac/s1600/nightmare%2Bcity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144529037801682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N7sWa4e8epo/TwIcyRxBuNI/AAAAAAAACnI/Cs0BleNBUac/s200/nightmare%2Bcity.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;19.&lt;b&gt; Nightmare City&lt;/b&gt; (1980) | Directed by Umberto Lenzi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps the most crazy of all the late '70s-early '80s zombie films to come out of Europe. There's no doubt  there's some distasteful treatment of women in this film (a not uncommon  attitude from Euro horror films of this era) but one can not deny the  charm of the "zombies" in this film. Here we have crazy,  radiation-infected, fast zombies, long before &lt;b&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/b&gt; came  to be. They use weapons, they bite, they infect everyone they come in  contact with. Mobs of them swarm the city without fear. They are almost  unstoppable. The heroes are more keen to run and evade than fight, and  of course the military is to blame, and are unable to fix their mistakes. It's almost like Romero's &lt;b&gt;The Crazies&lt;/b&gt; on speed. Not a great film, but great fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zJh4JmTaP6U/TwIcnZ8oajI/AAAAAAAACmY/E68EGFDJrZc/s1600/jiveturkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144342255397426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zJh4JmTaP6U/TwIcnZ8oajI/AAAAAAAACmY/E68EGFDJrZc/s200/jiveturkey.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;18.&lt;b&gt; Jive Turkey&lt;/b&gt; (1974) | Directed by Bill Brame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a prime example of those everything including the kitchen sink cheap Blaxploitation films. The Black crime lord vs the Italian Mafia with the white establishment caught in the middle, and other various standard stock characters thrown in, all with different motivations. Lots of action, violence, and a cross-dressing hit man! This was an era where the word "nigger" was thrown at the viewer a mile a minute (even one of the theme songs is called "Nigger Rich"). The film is an entertaining piece of trash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWcBuQWOVZ0/TwIcaF85B3I/AAAAAAAAClc/LQPqsbUWYTM/s1600/blackfist.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144113549477746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vWcBuQWOVZ0/TwIcaF85B3I/AAAAAAAAClc/LQPqsbUWYTM/s200/blackfist.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;17.&lt;b&gt; Black Fist&lt;/b&gt; (1974) | Directed by Timothy Galfas and Richard Kaye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A refreshing Blaxploitation film where the hero isn't anything more than a street tough who works his way up through an illegal street-fighting ring. He makes a lot of money for the local crime boss and the dirty cop, but when he wants to stop playing their game and get out, things cycle out of control and into violence that affects his family and friends. Cheap, but well-acted, and there's a message about what a life of crime and solving violence with more violence will lead to. This one, I think, screams for a remake because the message is solid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOB_m-5o3tc/TwIcl5E9aSI/AAAAAAAAClo/DdysAUZZ4eQ/s1600/blackswan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144316252088610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mOB_m-5o3tc/TwIcl5E9aSI/AAAAAAAAClo/DdysAUZZ4eQ/s200/blackswan.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;16.&lt;b&gt; Black Swan&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Darren Aronofsky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another look at obsession from Aronofsky. Parts of this film leave me cold, and it was a much over-hyped film, but it is well acted, and it does look great. I just feel it pales in comparison to &lt;b&gt;The Wrestler&lt;/b&gt;. Perhaps it's just because ballet is not my thing. Still, a fairly strong effort overall. Vincent Cassel's slime ball character here is great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1fuZfk40EA/TwIc9_zqV4I/AAAAAAAACng/YMysYVPo9Ls/s1600/redstate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144730375444354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E1fuZfk40EA/TwIc9_zqV4I/AAAAAAAACng/YMysYVPo9Ls/s200/redstate.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;15.&lt;b&gt; Red State&lt;/b&gt; (2011) | Directed by Kevin Smith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most un-Smith Kevin Smith film, with a stand-out villain in Micheal Parks' crazy fundie preacher. He pretty much steals the entire film away from everyone else. The film itself is not greater than the sum of its parts and Smith backs away from a real daring ending after teasing us, but it's still a good effort considering he stepped way out of his comfort zone for this. It may be his best film as far as serious work goes, and it's really not a bad little horror film all things considered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buvt5FWImBU/TwIcxu3Gx9I/AAAAAAAACms/uKAPy0yYXm4/s1600/Monsters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144519668058066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-buvt5FWImBU/TwIcxu3Gx9I/AAAAAAAACms/uKAPy0yYXm4/s200/Monsters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;14.&lt;b&gt; Monsters&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Gareth Edwards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know if I can properly sum this one up until I've seen it a couple of more times. I know there were aliens but the film is not really an alien invasion flick. I know there was a dangerous journey and an understanding that develops between two people put together in a bad situation. I also know quite liked it. Singular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iK4_qzNuzUQ/TwIcmA-CUxI/AAAAAAAACmE/T20CwsRZjic/s1600/hanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144318370534162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iK4_qzNuzUQ/TwIcmA-CUxI/AAAAAAAACmE/T20CwsRZjic/s200/hanna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;13.&lt;b&gt; Hanna&lt;/b&gt; (2011) | Directed by: Joe Wright.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think some will be rubbed the wrong way watching a film about an innocent-looking, willowy teen-aged girl being a highly-trained assassin on the run, but for everyone else, this is a top-notch action film with a bit of Euro travelogue thrown in. It plays out at times like a fairy tale and indeed presents us with one hell of a nasty wicked stepmother for a villain. The key to the whole thing is that although Hanna is programmed to be a killer, she really is a sensitive, intelligent and inquisitive young woman looking for a family and a sense of purpose in a world that may as well be another planet for her. All the chase scenes involving sadistic hired goons looking for Hanna, and Hanna dealing with them in nasty ways, are just nice window dressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144745389001666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3WDplDRjXkY/TwIc-3vLC8I/AAAAAAAACoE/x8lpUJqT57Q/s200/theeagle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12.&lt;b&gt; The Eagle&lt;/b&gt; (2011) | Directed by Kevin Macdonald.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A really well done adventure following the son of the last eagle standard bearer of the Ninth Legion looking to reclaim it for Rome. He goes behind enemy lines into the wilds of unoccupied Britain with his British slave. Their quest, which involves a test of trust and loyalty between the Roman master and his slave is only half the story, as we also get a look at what the Celts and Picts may have been like, as well as the day-to-day life of the Roman foot soldier guarding the border that was Hadrian's Wall. A fun film for a lazy night. Neil Marshall's &lt;b&gt;Centurion&lt;/b&gt; would pair well with this film.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9wddOD8SxM/TwIcZpo-W_I/AAAAAAAAClE/He2GeZVYDzg/s1600/blackdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144105949748210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O9wddOD8SxM/TwIcZpo-W_I/AAAAAAAAClE/He2GeZVYDzg/s200/blackdeath.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;11.&lt;b&gt; Black Death&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Christopher Smith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A men on a mission film set in the newly plague-ridden England of 1348. Mercs led by Sean Bean's knight Ulric go on a holy quest to find what they believe to be the supernatural cause for God bringing his punishment down upon them. They bring a young, innocent monk along with them as they hunt down a supposed necromancer in a pagan village that is free of the plague. The actors are good, the film moves at a good pace, and we are wisely kept in the dark about if there is any real supernatural forces at work, as these two religions clash. Does either one have any moral high ground in the end? Gory, tough, good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dS5aMNnbDIU/TwIcxRCXI1I/AAAAAAAACmk/_ZSmR5H-LJg/s1600/mesrine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144511662203730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dS5aMNnbDIU/TwIcxRCXI1I/AAAAAAAACmk/_ZSmR5H-LJg/s200/mesrine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10.&lt;b&gt; Mesrine: Part 1 - Killer Instinct&lt;/b&gt;/&lt;b&gt;Mesrine: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Part 2 - Public Enemy #1&lt;/b&gt; (2008) | Directed by Jean-François Richet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every bit one film as the &lt;b&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/b&gt; films are, so I include both parts here as one entry. A stylish, never boring, bio pic about the real life international criminal Jacques Mesrine. Vincent Cassel gives a great performance, keeping you glued to the screen as he does the most awful things to whoever gets in his way. Like most bio pics, it's a bit episodic, and real life facts get compressed, switched around and sometimes just dropped altogether. But somehow it works very well as a lean, mean gangster film and a look at the persona Mesrine created for himself with the media, up to the very end of his life when the police most likely put a hit out on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WA2i979kTCU/TwIcyv9qLBI/AAAAAAAACnQ/BTw3GawAqjo/s1600/redhill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 115px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144537143847954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WA2i979kTCU/TwIcyv9qLBI/AAAAAAAACnQ/BTw3GawAqjo/s200/redhill.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9.&lt;b&gt; Red Hill&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Patrick Hughes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An escaped convicted murderer, looking like some sort of cowboy from hell, sets to take his revenge on a small rural Australian town. The new rookie cop is caught in the middle of it, looking to get to the bottom of just who this man is and why he's got such a grudge, when it's obvious the rest of the local cops know more than they are letting on about the situation. Stylish, well-acted, and moody. Makes you think it is just another low budget slasher film, but then it throws you a few curve balls to keep you on your toes. I really enjoyed this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79XhBoUAyxg/TwIc-HP9aeI/AAAAAAAACnw/RyDSAn1LJCk/s1600/stakeland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144732373182946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-79XhBoUAyxg/TwIc-HP9aeI/AAAAAAAACnw/RyDSAn1LJCk/s200/stakeland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;8.&lt;b&gt; Stake Land&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Jim Mickle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dash of &lt;b&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/b&gt; (the novella, you mook, not the damn Will Smith film) and the visual style of &lt;b&gt;The Road&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Children of Men&lt;/b&gt;. This vampire-hunting journey in a vampire plague-destroyed USA is not only an eye-catcher, it's also well-written and well-made indie effort that puts many big budget horror films to shame. It's almost a really gritty, humorless version of &lt;b&gt;Zombie Land&lt;/b&gt;. I went in expecting nothing and came out quite impressed. There is real talent here. Why can't all indie horror be this good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144755264549122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lu7mH-cLw4U/TwIc_chr8QI/AAAAAAAACoQ/PJ897RZizfc/s200/truegrit.jpg" /&gt;7.&lt;b&gt; True Grit&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Ethan Coen &amp;amp; Joel Coen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want the closest adaptation to the original book, this is where you should go. To hell with John Wayne playing a grumpy John Wayne with an eye patch. Jeff Bridges loses himself in the character and the film really does have the true grit the original lacked. Hailee Steinfeld and Matt Damon provide good foils for this Rooster. Barry Pepper and Josh Brolin are great, believable villains. This isn't the greatest western made in the last twenty years or so, but it's one of them, and it feels like one of those brave westerns from the 1970s, when the genre was in its death throws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_S5NF-_Jhc/TwIcxrntxVI/AAAAAAAACm4/dOVqJwMvD-I/s1600/myson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144518798198098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b_S5NF-_Jhc/TwIcxrntxVI/AAAAAAAACm4/dOVqJwMvD-I/s200/myson.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;6.&lt;b&gt; My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done&lt;/b&gt; (2009) | Directed by Werner Herzog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herzog gives us what first appears to be a very by-the-numbers police procedural and throws it on its head when put in contrast to the deep insanity Willem Dafoe's tired cop encounters on one bright and sunny morning, as a man has snapped and killed his mother with a sword. Micheal Shannon is totally believable as a man who has lost his mind somewhere after a trip to Peru. He's one of the best and most singular actors out there. Maybe the new Christopher Walken? Produced by David Lynch...did he also provide the craft services for this film? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2zkvUT_0Rc/TwIcYuUya4I/AAAAAAAACk4/VHNBAwdZviw/s1600/attacktheblock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144090027387778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2zkvUT_0Rc/TwIcYuUya4I/AAAAAAAACk4/VHNBAwdZviw/s200/attacktheblock.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5.&lt;b&gt; Attack the Block&lt;/b&gt; (2011) | Directed by Joe Cornish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best alien invasion film I've seen in years. Fun action, good characters and effective alien designs. Animalistic aliens that are apparently jumping from planet to planet in a mating/eat-the-native-creatures cycle. They meet up with some teen-aged London street toughs who don't feel too keen on being food for these "gorilla-wolf motherfuckers", as our heroes so coin them. This sets up what I think can best described as the film John Carpenter might have made if he was given the &lt;b&gt;Goonies script&lt;/b&gt; and allowed to rewrite it as an alien invasion film. The set-up is so simple, yet there's also some depth, with good character stuff here. And it's not one of those safe films about young heroes saving the day and living happily ever after. Some bad shit does go down for some of them. A real gem genre fans should be looking out for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-s5zVfjPWE/TwIcnEfwj9I/AAAAAAAACmM/-LG7-kQHwio/s1600/inception.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144336497151954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k-s5zVfjPWE/TwIcnEfwj9I/AAAAAAAACmM/-LG7-kQHwio/s200/inception.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4.&lt;b&gt; Inception&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Christopher Nolan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A visual mind-fuck, but not nearly as confusing as it could have been...and this film is not as dependant on its secrets as Nolan's &lt;b&gt;Memento&lt;/b&gt; was. After all the flashy (and first-rate CGI) effects and high-profile cast are set aside, one can see a sad, haunting ghost story in the heart of this, pretending to be sci-fi. What is a ghost anyway, but guilt or memories of past mistakes? Leonardo DiCaprio's character, with out a doubt, is haunted here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144740419791330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cdvNtOj3HvA/TwIc-lOa6eI/AAAAAAAACn4/-FkdXt5R0do/s200/strangersonatrain.jpg" /&gt;3.&lt;b&gt; Strangers on a Train&lt;/b&gt; (1951) | Directed by Alfred Hitchcock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An early classic from Hitchcock's American films. I can't properly sum up how many great things are going on in this chance meeting between two strangers on a train, which leads to a murder and our meek playboy hero trying to dig himself out of the hole Robert Wagner's foppish psycho has put him in. So much of what would come later in Hitchcock's best loved films is present here. And the film itself is quite subversive for its time. This film is overlooked quite often, which is a shame as it's a first-rate thriller.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 100px; height: 100px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144082486289282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2gf9AmWJkR8/TwIcYSO2Y4I/AAAAAAAACks/oU6SHV_Effc/s200/13assassains.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.&lt;b&gt; 13 Assassains&lt;/b&gt; (2010) | Directed by Takashi Miike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the few films of Miike's I've seen or was interested in seeing for that matter, and it was well worth it, even if the international version cuts twenty minutes from the film and stashes them in the DVD special features as deleted scenes. Restrained for Miike, but still shocking in key places, he makes his own stab at creating an epic samurai film in the Kurosawa mold. Although he's not as visually talented as Kurosawa was, this is no mere imitation of &lt;b&gt;Seven Samurai&lt;/b&gt; (actually, it's a remake of a 1963 film of the same name). Miike takes the central idea and runs it down several winding paths. The samurai here are not all as well-defined as in &lt;b&gt;Seven Samurai&lt;/b&gt;, but their goal is broken down to the finest gritty detail: save the empire from war by ambushing and killing a sadistic lord before he takes power. They all realize that at the same time they are helping doom the samurai way of life for good. Brutal and bloody, but humor and a nice little twist of the supernatural make their way into this impressive film, where more than half of it is taken up in a bloody, desperate battle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEdX1IFkRMs/TwIcZy_P7II/AAAAAAAAClQ/_JANv1LDIGM/s1600/blackdynamite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 100px; height: 99px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693144108459093122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PEdX1IFkRMs/TwIcZy_P7II/AAAAAAAAClQ/_JANv1LDIGM/s200/blackdynamite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;Black Dynamite&lt;/b&gt; (2009) | Directed by Scott Sanders&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best film of the year of its release, as well, now that I think about it. I was expecting to find something akin to the awful &lt;b&gt;Undercover Brother&lt;/b&gt; -- or if I was lucky, one of Tarantino's fun recreation-with-a-twist genre exhumations that doesn't quite hit the mark. I was blown away to find such a dead-on recreation of the Blaxploitation film, that I was often fooled into thinking I was watching one of those so-bad-they're-great budget Blaxploitation films, that throw everything including the kitchen sink at you. Great cast, great intentional mistakes throughout the film, and the film just looks and feels like the real deal. The only slip-up is that unlike the films in the genre it's paying respects to (great or awful), there are no slow moments. Every scene seems like it was taken from a reel of the best bad moments in Blaxploitation film history, forgetting just how many of those films had a lot of slow exposition and scenes where nothing happens, thrown in to pad the running time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honourable Mentions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wake Wood&lt;/span&gt; (2011) | Directed by David Keating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Town&lt;/span&gt; (2010) | Directed by Ben Affleck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt; (2010) | Directed by Ethan Maniquis &amp;amp; Robert Rodriguez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt; (2010) | Directed by Matt Reeves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Sell the Dead&lt;/span&gt; (2008) | Directed by Glenn McQuaid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Predators&lt;/span&gt; (2010) | Directed by Nimród Antal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Road Kill&lt;/span&gt; (2010) | Dean Francis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4128904201071578399?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4128904201071578399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4128904201071578399&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4128904201071578399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4128904201071578399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2012/01/20-best-films-i-watched-in-2011.html' title='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2011.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29eXFw9WrWM/TwBshTDmHcI/AAAAAAAACkg/RCT08y-gHes/s72-c/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-562056127558746311</id><published>2011-12-02T13:01:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:12:18.627-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6AMeTh9LLI/TtkGBksOFiI/AAAAAAAACkU/al2BhC_6eK0/s1600/ghostwriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6AMeTh9LLI/TtkGBksOFiI/AAAAAAAACkU/al2BhC_6eK0/s200/ghostwriter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681579029003376162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To anyone who may stop by, the blog is not dead, nor am I. I've been too busy to do any real writing for about a month now. It's annoying, but it can't be helped. However, I have been watching movies, planning and working on reviews, and will continue to do so this month (I have a healthy backlog to post from). I'll be back to posting on a more regular basis (including beer reviews)  in January 2012. Happy holidays/new year to you all. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-562056127558746311?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/562056127558746311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=562056127558746311&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/562056127558746311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/562056127558746311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/12/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break...'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n6AMeTh9LLI/TtkGBksOFiI/AAAAAAAACkU/al2BhC_6eK0/s72-c/ghostwriter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-183635988470709115</id><published>2011-10-30T10:48:00.020-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:35:30.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD Spotlight'/><title type='text'>DVD Spotlight: Night of the Living Dead (Millennium Edition) (1968).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2bJdEPuXw/Tq1XmTtZwuI/AAAAAAAACi4/_r0aPurBV3U/s1600/nightofthelivingdead.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2bJdEPuXw/Tq1XmTtZwuI/AAAAAAAACi4/_r0aPurBV3U/s200/nightofthelivingdead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669283821566673634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/span&gt; (Millennium Edition) (1968)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD Release Year:&lt;/span&gt; 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released by:&lt;/span&gt; Elite Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region:&lt;/span&gt; 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Duane Jones; Judith O'Dea; Karl Hardman; Marilyn Eastman; Keith Wayne; Judith Ridley; Kyra Schon; Charles Craig; S. William Hinzman; George Kosana; Frank Doak; Bill 'Chilly Billy' Cardille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; George A. Romero.&lt;br /&gt;Black &amp;amp; White/96 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A diverse group of people find themselves trapped together in a farmhouse as the recently dead come back as flesh-eating ghouls. They must pull together in order to survive the night as the undead masses continue to grow larger outside, attempting to break into the house and eat them. The real threat to their survival, however, may very well be their own differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8NaT2bPjE/Tq1XmcWE5sI/AAAAAAAACjA/AHNmvZoggfk/s1600/nightofthelivingdead001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BG8NaT2bPjE/Tq1XmcWE5sI/AAAAAAAACjA/AHNmvZoggfk/s200/nightofthelivingdead001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669283823884756674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there you have it: a premise so simple and effective for a number of reasons, both intended and accidental, that it went on to spawn four sequels, remakes, and remakes of its sequels -- not to forget the countless number of films that make up the modern zombie film genre. A lot of people who have seen other zombie films before Romero's look back and wonder what's so special about this cheap, black-and-white, indie effort from a bunch of professional local filmmakers from the Pittsburgh area, who before this were mostly making television commercials. Why would the Library of Congress select this film for preservation in the National Film Registry, as a film deemed "culturally, historically or aesthetically significant"? Because is was a bit different and it came out at a perfect time. It was gory, violent, it had some nudity. Not really new, but at the time it was pushing limits and it was shocking, and it did a lot to define what the modern horror film was to become. It was, in a way, the next step after the era of the Universal monsters all the way to Hammer's re-imaging of those classics. People went in not expecting to see walking corpses actually eating guts, and the living shooting and beating these ghouls back into death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjJmfh6vuoA/Tq1XmtxntgI/AAAAAAAACjU/ioohO9HdyCk/s1600/nightofthelivingdead002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DjJmfh6vuoA/Tq1XmtxntgI/AAAAAAAACjU/ioohO9HdyCk/s200/nightofthelivingdead002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669283828563686914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The combination of both professional and amature actors, the setting, and the grainy black and white (done because it was cheaper to make the film this way, not for artistic reasons), gave the film an almost pseudo-documentary feel to it. These were not the zombies of past films. These creatures were not safe or clean. These were monsters out of nightmares -- and with a strong literary influence (Richard Matheson's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Legend&lt;/span&gt;). Some aspects of this film's success critically, over the years, really only fell into the filmmakers laps...and being smart to see what they had, they ran with it. Romero and crew swear to this day that there was no grand design for the racial subtext many people would later cite as being the most significant aspect of the film. The casting of Ben as a black male lead, who was obviously an intellectual and a humanist, trying to be rational in this crisis, was more Duane Jones doing than the actual script, which had called for a traditional tough-guy (in this case a truck driver), who would take charge, beat the monsters, and get the girl. It's so obvious it was a happy accident when we see that these young, liberal, filmmakers still had the female lead (Judith O'Dea) diminished into near-insanity within the first half of the film...a traditional helpless female victim if there ever was one, although an understandable one given what she went through. There was to be no happy ending for any character in this film other than the good ol' boy hunting parties and their brute indifference, that come to the "rescue" at the end of the film. We would learn ten years later in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;, that they were just as doomed as the rest of us. Romero's nihilistic vision was born here and spread its wings in several of his still-to-come films. Like it or hate it, you can not deny the impact this film had on the horror genre, generations of people, and on a culture in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JCd3BIAx0M/Tq1b3JjfnDI/AAAAAAAACjc/vKNOx0NYLwc/s1600/nightofthelivingdead003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9JCd3BIAx0M/Tq1b3JjfnDI/AAAAAAAACjc/vKNOx0NYLwc/s200/nightofthelivingdead003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288508945046578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BRsMGFKow4/Tq1b3N-pvJI/AAAAAAAACjo/msnkLfTemvw/s1600/nightofthelivingdead004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--BRsMGFKow4/Tq1b3N-pvJI/AAAAAAAACjo/msnkLfTemvw/s200/nightofthelivingdead004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669288510132698258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While officially out of print, Elite's Millennium Edition is still fairly easy to get online or by special order at your local DVD seller. If you're really lucky you can find it in a cheap bin or second hand. After the countless horrible DVD and VHS versions that have been released over the years, this is nothing short of being one of the best DVD releases outside of most of Criterion's output. Forget the colourized versions, the censored versions, and the horrible re-cut and musically abused 30th Anniversary edition. This is what you want and this is what you must own if you're a fan. You get the best possible picture and sound you could hope for. You get all the standard production and promotional-related bells and whistles. The two commentary tracks alone, both fun and casual, also provide everything one could ever hope to know about how the film came to be, how it was made, and what happened behind the scenes between the people involved. It's really eye-opening  to realize just how damn good this little movie really is when Romero and crew point out every little error they made, which you've probably missed during the many times you've seen the film. The real gem in the extras is the Duane Jones interview. While audio only, it sheds some light on just why the late actor's role in the film was so effective: because so much of this man was put into what was originally a one-dimensional character. He became real. And, of course, at the time you didn't really see a strong black lead in a film that didn't pander to some sort of stereotype. Romero would catch on and use this to great effect in his next two zombie films as well. There's a lot to take-in here, and a lot to drool over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Video:&lt;/span&gt; 1.33:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audio:&lt;/span&gt; English (Dolby Digital 2.0 Mono), English (Dolby Digital 5.1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subtitles:&lt;/span&gt; None.&lt;br /&gt;--Trailers/TV Spots.&lt;br /&gt;--Dual Commentary Tracks featuring creator/director George Romero and the entire cast.&lt;br /&gt;--Film Parody &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Bread&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;--Still Photo Gallery, featuring rare colour photos.&lt;br /&gt;--The history of Romero's company -- The Latent Image.&lt;br /&gt;--Scenes from the “lost” George Romero film, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There’s Always Vanilla&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;--Video interview with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/span&gt;'s Judy Ridley.&lt;br /&gt;--Final interview by star Duane Jones.&lt;br /&gt;--Foreign and Domestic posters and collectibles.&lt;br /&gt;--Original props.&lt;br /&gt;--The entire original shooting script.&lt;br /&gt;--Cast members’ personal scrapbooks.&lt;br /&gt;--George Romero directed TV spots and short films.&lt;br /&gt;--Full colour insert featuring liner notes by Stephen King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-183635988470709115?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/183635988470709115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=183635988470709115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/183635988470709115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/183635988470709115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/10/dvd-spotlight-night-of-living-dead.html' title='DVD Spotlight: Night of the Living Dead (Millennium Edition) (1968).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ac2bJdEPuXw/Tq1XmTtZwuI/AAAAAAAACi4/_r0aPurBV3U/s72-c/nightofthelivingdead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-3954317124152023933</id><published>2011-10-06T11:47:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T06:58:04.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Hanna.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9A4rK3iWoHY/To3DZ4fUY3I/AAAAAAAACiw/uwQWOY7S5dE/s1600/hanna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9A4rK3iWoHY/To3DZ4fUY3I/AAAAAAAACiw/uwQWOY7S5dE/s200/hanna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395156102472562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Saoirse Ronan; Eric Bana; Cate Blanchett; Tom Hollander; Olivia Williams; Jason Flemyng; John MacMillan; Tim Beckmann; Sebastian Hülk; Joel Basman; Sebastian Hülk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Joe Wright.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/111 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 year old Hanna (Saoirse Ronan) is raised in isolation in the Finnish wilderness by her father Erik (Eric Bana). All of her life she has been trained as a perfect assassin. Everything she knows of the outside world comes from Erik and the books they have in their home. She has been taught to speak in many languages and has been drilled with false back stories in order to protect her once she does step into the real world. One day Hanna is given the choice by Erik to press a button which will activate a transmitter. It will alert some specific people in the CIA to their whereabouts. She presses the button and her whole world changes. Erik leaves after giving Hanna instructions. Hanna is soon captured by a special forces team and is taken to a CIA safe house where it's revealed that CIA officer Marissa Wiegler (Cate Blanchett) is tasked with finding and killing Erik, and Erik has raised Hanna to kill Wiegler. After killing Wiegler's double (thinking it was the real deal), she escapes to find her father. The chase is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrksUV5WspM/To3DUU7vZyI/AAAAAAAACiI/BwxuFQhEwmQ/s1600/hanna001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OrksUV5WspM/To3DUU7vZyI/AAAAAAAACiI/BwxuFQhEwmQ/s200/hanna001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395060658661154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1Wv2518oMU/To3DVUj-AeI/AAAAAAAACig/UVP8yoc2O08/s1600/hanna004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1Wv2518oMU/To3DVUj-AeI/AAAAAAAACig/UVP8yoc2O08/s200/hanna004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395077738824162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hanna&lt;/span&gt; is a surprisingly well-done and effective mash up of spy, assassin and chase films, with a bit of European travelogue thrown in. Pale and willowy, Hanna is almost like an alien visitor to our world. Highly intelligent and inquisitive as she may be, she bumps up against a world far beyond what her father and his books have prepared her for. It's only the ruthless training she has had that manages to keep her one step ahead of those who seek to capture and kill her. There may be some sly jab at home-schooling there, but who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanna is a believable character because, much like the protagonists in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Femme Nikita&lt;/span&gt; (1990) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leon: the Professional&lt;/span&gt; (1994), there is a real person inside: she's not a comic book cut-out, who spouts bad-ass lines, like "Hit-Girl" from 2010's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kick-Ass&lt;/span&gt;. Hanna may be a trained killer but she's also an innocent young girl, coming into sexual maturity. Her ability to kill does not define her, her desire to connect and find a family and discover who she is does. As people who come in contact with her suffer, she soon realizes she must make her own decisions and find her own purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-jlrDxVGvQ/To3DVOEEbcI/AAAAAAAACiY/67UZnWQ2rTM/s1600/hanna003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K-jlrDxVGvQ/To3DVOEEbcI/AAAAAAAACiY/67UZnWQ2rTM/s200/hanna003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395075994414530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm0A5dldnrQ/To3DUwwGT5I/AAAAAAAACiQ/G26MpvD8Mi8/s1600/hanna002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm0A5dldnrQ/To3DUwwGT5I/AAAAAAAACiQ/G26MpvD8Mi8/s200/hanna002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395068126023570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone, there's the cold, professional, and highly determined Weigler. We discover as the film goes on just why she is so driven to kill Erik and Hanna. If they live, her past will come back to haunt her. She is highly amoral, but no doubt does not think of herself as so. In her mind this whole thing is all about damage control. Ends justify means. The more the situation spirals out of control, the more desperate actions she will take. Hired killers from outside her organization, illegal interrogations, and the ability to pull the trigger herself are all within her to do without a second thought. The major indication of the stresses she is under, in order to keep her outward appearance of control, comes out in her obsession with her dental hygiene. She'll cut her gums up if it means a perfect flossing. Nobody looks at the gums, just the teeth. She reminded me a lot of Tilda Swinton's character Karen Crowder from 2007's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Clayton&lt;/span&gt;. Although not quite equal to that, it's still a fine performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mCv1WCs7TTg/To3DVuRVcXI/AAAAAAAACio/bVA1SonJPEM/s1600/hanna005.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 130px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mCv1WCs7TTg/To3DVuRVcXI/AAAAAAAACio/bVA1SonJPEM/s200/hanna005.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660395084639990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the strange characters Hanna meets, including the vacationing family who sort of adopt her (and whose fate is left wisely unknown after Weigler catches them), and the freaky Germanic assassins Weigler employs, almost seem to skirt the line between realistic and comic book, but I think they work because we are sort of seeing them through Hanna's eyes. To her they are strange and because our sympathy lies with Hanna, we can accept them. The action scenes are not overdone to any extent that I said "oh, fuck off, that's stupid", and are well-staged. Hanna does eventually learn about who she is and why she is the way she is. Much of it is no surprise to anyone who has watched a movie or two, but these revelations are hardly the point. In the end, all that counts is that I liked Hanna, and because the film is mostly about her journey, I liked the film. A very worthy rental or buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-3954317124152023933?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3954317124152023933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=3954317124152023933&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3954317124152023933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3954317124152023933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/10/film-review-hanna.html' title='Film Review: Hanna.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9A4rK3iWoHY/To3DZ4fUY3I/AAAAAAAACiw/uwQWOY7S5dE/s72-c/hanna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4685243856997768759</id><published>2011-10-06T07:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T08:02:43.495-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Charles Napier RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mR30udzJRcQ/To2Jw7aEYJI/AAAAAAAACh4/N0S_sYvaBw0/s1600/charles-napier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mR30udzJRcQ/To2Jw7aEYJI/AAAAAAAACh4/N0S_sYvaBw0/s200/charles-napier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660331780348338322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Charles Napier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April 12, 1936 -- October 5, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cherry, Harry &amp;amp; Raquel! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1970)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the Valley of the Dolls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1970)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supervixens &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1975)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Blues Brothers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1980)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rambo: First Blood Part II &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1985)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami Blues &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1990)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Silence of the Lambs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1991)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One-Eyed Monster &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4685243856997768759?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4685243856997768759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4685243856997768759&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4685243856997768759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4685243856997768759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/10/charles-napier-rip.html' title='Charles Napier RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mR30udzJRcQ/To2Jw7aEYJI/AAAAAAAACh4/N0S_sYvaBw0/s72-c/charles-napier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2801105938649441852</id><published>2011-10-01T12:36:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:41:26.630-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #67: Street Kings 2: Motor City and The Big Bang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3_U1G7uLso/Toc0RT6GMuI/AAAAAAAACho/epVkhovCF3c/s1600/streetkings2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3_U1G7uLso/Toc0RT6GMuI/AAAAAAAACho/epVkhovCF3c/s200/streetkings2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658548928820687586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street Kings 2: Motor City&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Ray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt;; Shawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hatosy&lt;/span&gt;; Linda Boston; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ele&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bardha&lt;/span&gt;; Kevin Chapman; Clifton Powell; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tiren&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Jhames&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Inbar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Lai&lt;/span&gt;; Gordon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;; Jack Moore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Chris Fisher.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/92 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the direct-to-video sequel to the original theatrical film about dirty cops, starring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Keanu&lt;/span&gt; Reeves, and the screenplay was written by James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ellroy&lt;/span&gt;. All of that is gone, and now we have a film about dirty cops, this time set in Detroit. Ray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt; was part of an undercover squad attempting to bust a major drug ring. The deal went bad, he was shot, and here we are years later with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt; disabled and playing the part of an anti-crime mascot for appearances at elementary schools. One of his former partners is killed on the job and a young cop, played by Shawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hatosy&lt;/span&gt;, is tasked with the investigation. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt; is paired with him. Cue the usual old cop vs. young cop stuff. More of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Liotta's&lt;/span&gt; old squad are killed. Cue the typical young cop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;finding&lt;/span&gt; out that the old cop is hiding stuff from him, and hey, let's blow the whole mystery 45 minutes into the story and run on a revenge autopilot plot for the rest of the film. That's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Street Kings 2&lt;/span&gt;. When it's not on autopilot, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;illogical&lt;/span&gt; and dumb. It's not the worst film of this type I've seen, but a tubby, unmotivated &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt; brings nothing to the table here, and why the hell do I care to watch this when it's obvious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt; is the killer? This doesn't live up to the original film, and the original wasn't exactly setting the world on fire. You want a better dirty cop film starring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Liotta&lt;/span&gt;? Go find &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Narc&lt;/span&gt; from 2002. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRWxndwLh2c/Toc0Q0Rm3bI/AAAAAAAAChg/7nagaT_IVb4/s1600/thebigbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TRWxndwLh2c/Toc0Q0Rm3bI/AAAAAAAAChg/7nagaT_IVb4/s200/thebigbang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658548920329362866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big Bang &lt;/span&gt;(2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Antonio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Banderas&lt;/span&gt;; Thomas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kretschmann&lt;/span&gt;; William &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Fichtner&lt;/span&gt;; Sienna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Guillory&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Delroy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Lindo&lt;/span&gt;; Robert Ernie Lee; James Van Der &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Beek&lt;/span&gt;; Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Maillet&lt;/span&gt;; Snoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Dogg&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Mader&lt;/span&gt;; Autumn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Reeser&lt;/span&gt;; Sam Elliott; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Jimmi&lt;/span&gt; Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;Tony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Krantz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colour/101 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Banderas&lt;/span&gt; is Ned Cruz, a private detective who finds himself being interrogated by some hot-headed detectives, who want to get to the bottom of the murders connected with his latest job. A former boxer and ex-con, Anton 'The Pro' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Protopov&lt;/span&gt; (Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Maillet&lt;/span&gt;, an ex-pro wrestler who was best known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Kurrgan&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;WWF&lt;/span&gt;) was serving a life sentence for murder, when he was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;suddenly&lt;/span&gt; released after someone else admitted to the crime. He is now seeking the love of his life, a stripper who wrote him love letters while he was behind bars, and is sitting on a cache of diamonds. Cruz, of course, finds that things are much more complicated than they seem. He must wade through various odd characters as he searches for a women he finds himself falling for as well. Some of the people he talks to drop like flies. Of note, there is an eccentric billionaire conducting atomic fusion experiments with an underground proton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;collider&lt;/span&gt;, in an attempt to find the "God particle" (Sam Elliott); a disgraced actor (James Van Der &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Beek&lt;/span&gt;); a nympho physics freak, who wants to be there when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;collider&lt;/span&gt; comes online (Autumn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Reeser&lt;/span&gt;); and a porn director who stars in his own films (Snoop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Dogg&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big Bang&lt;/span&gt; is a nice little love letter to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;noir&lt;/span&gt; films of the past, but it manages to add its own little twists to the formula, and it has a great cast, who all manage to make the most of their parts, big or small. Don't get me wrong: there's nothing really new here, but as long as it's done well, does it matter that much? I'd say no. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Banderas&lt;/span&gt; reminds the viewer that he's actually a really good actor when he's not wasting his talent on Zorro films, and he carries this film well, even if he's sort of miscast here. The film ends with the required, but well-done twists in the plot. A lot of people die. Autumn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Reeser&lt;/span&gt; gets naked. You could do much worse. Worth renting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2801105938649441852?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2801105938649441852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2801105938649441852&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2801105938649441852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2801105938649441852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/10/capsule-film-reviews-67-street-kings-2.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #67: Street Kings 2: Motor City and The Big Bang.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3_U1G7uLso/Toc0RT6GMuI/AAAAAAAACho/epVkhovCF3c/s72-c/streetkings2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2865422192164748419</id><published>2011-09-20T11:55:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T12:11:08.827-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #66: I Sell the Dead and Blood Creek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0c6PX4UxDwI/TnirAlPdaJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/4S-CvHpwDF0/s1600/isellthedead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0c6PX4UxDwI/TnirAlPdaJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/4S-CvHpwDF0/s200/isellthedead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654457358648961170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Sell the Dead&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Dominic Monaghan; Ron Perlman; Larry Fessenden; Angus Scrimm; John Speredakos; Eileen Colgan; Brenda Cooney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Glenn McQuaid.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/85 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic Monaghan is Arthur Blake: a grave robber by trade, who is awaiting his execution. Visited by the odd Father Duffy (Ron Perlman), he exchanges his life story for a bottle of whisky. He takes us back to his start as an apprentice grave robber of the slimy pro Willie Grimes (Larry Fessenden). He relates their early exploits digging up corpses for the evil Dr. Vernon Quint (Angus Scrimm) -- which leads them to more and more encounters with the supernatural (vampires, zombies...and something a bit more "out there") -- to going into business themselves; teaming up with the ambitious Fanny Bryers (Brenda Cooney), and their troubles with a rival gang of grave robbers, made of much meaner stuff than they ever where. This is a feature length remake of director Glenn McQuaid's 13 minute short &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Resurrection Apprentice,&lt;/span&gt; from 2005 (Fessenden and Cooney starred in that as well). It's briskly-paced and it has a lot in common with the sort of classic Hammer or Amicus stuff a lot of die-hard fans like, although there's a lot more black humour running throughout the film than you would usually find in those sort of films. Good performances from the leads, and it's nice to see Angus Scrimm ham it up as only he can (damn it though: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Phantasm V&lt;/span&gt; is never going to happen is it?). On the negative side of things, although there is a nice twist ending, just about anyone can see it coming a mile away, and the brisk pace chops the film up, making it feel a bit too episodic, leaving one wanting a bit more from the various plot points they touched on. Still, a pretty good rental or even a buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDb3sCThLs8/TnirSSp15II/AAAAAAAAChY/8XuspJ_W3PA/s1600/bloodcreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDb3sCThLs8/TnirSSp15II/AAAAAAAAChY/8XuspJ_W3PA/s200/bloodcreek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654457662896989314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood Creek&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Henry Cavill; Dominic Purcell; Emma Booth; Michael Fassbender; Rainer Winkelvoss; László Mátray; Joy McBrinn; Shea Whigham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Joel Schumacher.&lt;br /&gt;Colour and B&amp;amp;W/90 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1930s rural West Virginia an immigrant German family are contacted by a Nazi occultist (Michael Fassbender). He wishes to stay with them, pretending to be a visiting scholar, offering them money for their room, board, and time. They soon learn that his visit is concerned with tapping into the powers contained in an unearthed Viking rune stone. The family go against him, trapping both he and themselves in a cursed supernatural prison of sorts, that exists in its own time bubble, that requires blood sacrifices to keep it up and running. This of course leads to various people in the area going missing over the years. In 2007 one such victim manages to escape, after being captured for many months, and enlists the help of his shell-shocked brother to go back and take revenge on the family for what they did to him, unaware of the much more horrible secret they are keeping buried on their property. Trapped on a farm with a seriously pissed-off Nazi occultist, who can raise the recently dead (human or otherwise), is not a situation one wants to find themselves in. Joel Schumacher is a love him or hate him sort of director, and this little swim into the ocean of direct-to-video horror is not one of his best efforts. Still, with his and Michael Fassbender's names attached, one may be interested in checking this out. The setting and the mood generally works. The Nazi occult angle stuff is effective enough if you don't think about it too hard (it helps if you're like me and really dig that sort of plot device), and the film is well-made action-horror film over all, despite the fact that Schumacher had arguments with writer David Kajganich over the script, and eventually rewrote parts of it himself. Is that why there's some downright terrible dialogue and logic gaps here? Who knows. Thankfully the actors are good enough to sell it for the most part. Okay rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2865422192164748419?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2865422192164748419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2865422192164748419&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2865422192164748419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2865422192164748419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/09/capsule-film-reviews-66-i-sell-dead-and.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #66: I Sell the Dead and Blood Creek.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0c6PX4UxDwI/TnirAlPdaJI/AAAAAAAAChQ/4S-CvHpwDF0/s72-c/isellthedead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-7826622853613031167</id><published>2011-09-05T13:01:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T07:12:01.988-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #65: The Big I Am and The Bleeding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QQNVm1vIK0/TmTz8wBDH5I/AAAAAAAACf0/0fxGTHmuHGk/s1600/thebigiam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QQNVm1vIK0/TmTz8wBDH5I/AAAAAAAACf0/0fxGTHmuHGk/s200/thebigiam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648908057636446098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big I Am&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Leo Gregory; Vincent Regan; Michael Madsen; Robert Fucilla; Steven Berkoff; Paul Kaye; Beatrice Rosen; MC Harvey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Nic Auerbach.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/105 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo Gregory is Skinner, a down-on-his-luck petty criminal, who in an unlikely twist of fate finds himself saving the life of one of the top London crime bosses, named Barber (Vincent Regan...who is such a dead ringer for Gerard Butler that I thought it was him for a second). Barber is on the brink of closing a huge human trafficking deal, but rival gangsters are out for blood. He decides to go into hiding and put Skinner on his throne as a stand-in/decoy. But just as Skinner gets caught up in the thrill of his new found power, he finds he's really in over his head. Barber's woman is throwing herself at him, the rival gangsters are taking shots at him, and can the American gangster and partner of Barber's, Martell (Michael Madsen), be trusted? Hell, even the unhinged Barber seems to often be on the verge of capping Skinner as well. Imagine a cliche-ridden, lower budget rip-off of the Guy Ritchie-style British crime film, and that's pretty much what you get from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Big I Am&lt;/span&gt;. Poorly paced from the get-go, and the plot is fairly implausible even for this style of Brit gangster film. The actors are fine (even Robert Fucilla, who produced this film as a way to launch himself into an acting career, does okay) but they have pretty much zero content in the script to work with. My guess is that Michael Madsen's scenes were largely improvised by him -- especially his odd-ball, bloody, death scene on a piano, that pretty much comes out of nowhere. When Madsen slumming for five minutes of screen time is the best thing in your film, you might want to rethink what you're doing. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPAkEqlXaIw/TmTz8XiSLzI/AAAAAAAACfs/4ZGccIsqHaE/s1600/thebleeding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QPAkEqlXaIw/TmTz8XiSLzI/AAAAAAAACfs/4ZGccIsqHaE/s200/thebleeding.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648908051064958770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Bleeding&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Michael Matthias; Michael Madsen; Vinnie Jones; Armand Assante; DMX; Katherine von Drachenberg; Rachelle Leah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Charlie Picerni.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/83 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the plot of this film? I really couldn't say for sure. It's loosely a very low rent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blade&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fast and the Furious&lt;/span&gt; rip-off, with vampires and guns and vampire hunting, starring Michael Matthias as vampire hunter Shawn Black. He's perhaps the worst possible choice for a lead actor in a direct-to-video action film one could hope to find. He is the living embodiment of what would happen if Vin Diesel suffered massive brain damage in an accident, and had to work in low budget films to pay off the medical bills. The only thing I can think of that got him the job is that he held the director's family hostage somewhere in Mexico, and was mailing their fingers to him one-by-one until his demands were met. Actually, I guess he's a producer on this film, so there you go. It wasn't his horrible lack of acting talent that got him the gig, that's for sure. Said lack of talent is highlighted by a horribly written story, with crappy characters, bad effects, shitty editing, and a plot that may very well make sense, but I'm hard pressed to believe anyone could stand watching closely enough to understand it. Guys like Vinnie Jones as king of the vampires, and Michael Madsen as a gun-toting priest, can't even begin to carry this film. I think Armand Assante has just about given up on acting and life in general. I wish DMX would. The female leads do no better. Rachelle Leah is a UFC ring girl. Not that that would mean she's automatically a horrible actress, but yeah, I don't see a future for her in film unless she's willing to get naked. As for Kat Von D? Hell, I don't even want to see her naked, and she should be lasered off this DVD like an unwanted tattoo. Avoid. Abort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-7826622853613031167?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/7826622853613031167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=7826622853613031167&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7826622853613031167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7826622853613031167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/09/capsule-film-reviews-65-big-i-am-and.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #65: The Big I Am and The Bleeding.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5QQNVm1vIK0/TmTz8wBDH5I/AAAAAAAACf0/0fxGTHmuHGk/s72-c/thebigiam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-3166708003344596016</id><published>2011-09-01T09:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:08:03.552-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies Zombies Zombies'/><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #64: Zombies, Zombies, Zombies! Part 5.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bn4AD1yIl4w/Tl90d574WpI/AAAAAAAACfc/8I0S9p7Bhn8/s1600/residentevilafterlife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bn4AD1yIl4w/Tl90d574WpI/AAAAAAAACfc/8I0S9p7Bhn8/s200/residentevilafterlife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647360514862897810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resident Evil: Afterlife&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Milla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jovovich&lt;/span&gt;; Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Larter&lt;/span&gt;; Kim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Coates&lt;/span&gt;; Shawn Roberts; Sergio &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Peris&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mencheta&lt;/span&gt;; Spencer Locke; Boris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kodjoe&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wentworth&lt;/span&gt; Miller; Sienna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Guillory&lt;/span&gt;; Kacey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Barnfield&lt;/span&gt;; Norman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yeung&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Fulvio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Cecere&lt;/span&gt;; Ray &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Olubowale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Paul W.S. Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/97 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Milla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Jovovich's&lt;/span&gt; character Alice (and a shit load of her clones) attempt to wipe out the Japanese headquarters of the evil Umbrella Corporation and kill main baddie Albert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Wesker&lt;/span&gt;. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;apparently&lt;/span&gt; killing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Wesker&lt;/span&gt; and losing her T-Virus powers, she then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;turns&lt;/span&gt; her attention to finding the apparently T-Virus free Arcadia. That turns out to be a myth and she looks for those she left behind from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resident Evil: Extinction&lt;/span&gt;, who were already on their way there. Her travels lead her to a group of survivors in Los Angeles, living in an abandoned prison. Outside the prison walls a horde of zombies are digging their way in from underground, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;giant&lt;/span&gt;, axe-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wielding&lt;/span&gt; T-Virus monster, called the Executioner, is making short work of the front gate. Oh, and hey, you didn't think Umbrella and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Wesker&lt;/span&gt; were down for the count yet did you? After some promising fun in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resident Evil: Extinction&lt;/span&gt;, the series goes back to the sewer of excesses that was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Resident Evil: Apocalypse&lt;/span&gt;. Too much mindless action and throw-away characters are thrown into a badly-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;plotted&lt;/span&gt; and written storyline that ends with one of the worst final battles I can recall. The amount of badly-done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;CGI&lt;/span&gt; in the finale makes me wonder how this film ever made it to theatres. I think part of that was because I was watching effects intended for 3D, but fuck, it looked really bad. And where was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Jovovich&lt;/span&gt; nude shower scene? They set it up and never paid off. Bastards. I'm dreading the sequel they managed to set-up. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a47UA9luqMY/Tl90d_tY2aI/AAAAAAAACfk/x9dV5u-DcNY/s1600/nightofthelivingdorks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a47UA9luqMY/Tl90d_tY2aI/AAAAAAAACfk/x9dV5u-DcNY/s200/nightofthelivingdorks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647360516412725666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dorks&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Tino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Mewes&lt;/span&gt;; Manuel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Cortez&lt;/span&gt;; Thomas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Schmieder&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Collien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Fernandes&lt;/span&gt;; Hendrik &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Borgmann&lt;/span&gt;; Nadine &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Germann&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Sissi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Perlinger&lt;/span&gt;; Henry &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Gründler&lt;/span&gt;; Patricia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Thielemann&lt;/span&gt;; Oliver &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Grober&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Mathias &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Dinter&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/89 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German horror comedy/parody that is best described as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Pie &lt;/span&gt;with zombies. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;High school&lt;/span&gt; nerds turn into zombies and suddenly become popular with their peers. Not horrible I suppose, but not good either. It's apparently being remade for North American movie-goers (although this was first announced four or five years ago, and still nothing has appeared). Do they feel that they can out-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;raunch&lt;/span&gt; the Germans? If so they might have something, because this film is pretty tame. A few amusing moments of comedy, lots of filthy language, some tits, and some okay gore keep things going from point A to point B. Probably the most amusing thing is watching with the English dubbing and the English subtitles on, and seeing how totally different they are from each other. Lost in translation indeed. One might be keen to rent this on a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvPDdXa6YJo/Tl90dcmYUGI/AAAAAAAACfU/qP9sSTofTWw/s1600/dawnofthedead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AvPDdXa6YJo/Tl90dcmYUGI/AAAAAAAACfU/qP9sSTofTWw/s200/dawnofthedead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647360506988089442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Polley&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Ving&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Rhames&lt;/span&gt;; Jake Weber; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Mekhi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Phifer&lt;/span&gt;; Ty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Burrell&lt;/span&gt;; Michael Kelly; Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Zegers&lt;/span&gt;; Michael Barry; Lindy Booth; Jayne Eastwood; Boyd Banks; Inna &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Korobkina&lt;/span&gt;; R.D. Reid; Kim &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Poirier&lt;/span&gt;; Matt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Frewer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Zack Snyder.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/110 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the world wakes up to a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;viral&lt;/span&gt; outbreak that reanimates the recently dead, turning them into vicious flesh-eaters. Shit is hitting the fan, as society is breaking down at an alarming rate. A group of survivors flee to a nearby mall, only to find themselves at the mercy of the rent-a-cops who have already set themselves up there, and soon another group of people join them. They know they can't stay there forever, and now must attempt to work together to find a way out, as the masses of zombies increase outside the walls of their department store prison. Here's one of those remakes that probably sunk the heart of every fan of the original classic. I went into this film expecting to dislike it, but I found myself enjoying it. Even the addition of fast zombies didn't ruin it for me. It fits the more slick, flashy, fast pace of the film. I found the opening effective. Indeed most of our current mass media-polluted culture would ignore late night local TV news warnings, and even warnings on 24-7 news networks. How many outbreaks of new "super" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;flu&lt;/span&gt; have we been desensitized to in recent years? It's background noise &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;during&lt;/span&gt; the opening credits. So it both sets the film's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;back story&lt;/span&gt; up and reflects our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;indifference&lt;/span&gt; to it, until it literally bites us in the face. Unlike in the original film, the virus brings the dead back almost instantly, thus there's very little time to react to the situation and it quickly snowballs. It doesn't help that the population is so much larger today than in the 1970s. There's just more people to infect. As it gets going, this film briskly breezes over a lot of the talking points Romero's original brought up, which I think is a wise decision overall, because who can match it? Beyond the opening dig at mass media, this movie is not really interested in pondering racism, commercialism, police brutality, or anything else interesting. Well, there's the zombie baby, but that goes nowhere. The much larger cast kills any real dramatic weight. That's not a major problem because the film focuses on action, gore, and nihilistic, impending doom for the characters, and in that regard it manages to be one of the best of the big budget zombie films of the last ten years or so. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-3166708003344596016?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3166708003344596016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=3166708003344596016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3166708003344596016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3166708003344596016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/09/capsule-film-reviews-64-zombies-zombies.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #64: Zombies, Zombies, Zombies! Part 5.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bn4AD1yIl4w/Tl90d574WpI/AAAAAAAACfc/8I0S9p7Bhn8/s72-c/residentevilafterlife.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-5706117411243159829</id><published>2011-07-30T10:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T11:22:31.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #63: Nic Cage Times Two! Drive Angry and Season of the Witch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYBxTqhtH3Q/TjQTQIw5kZI/AAAAAAAACfE/C-rEns-LBWs/s1600/driveangry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYBxTqhtH3Q/TjQTQIw5kZI/AAAAAAAACfE/C-rEns-LBWs/s200/driveangry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635150201698750866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drive Angry&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Nicolas Cage; Amber Heard; William Fichtner; Billy Burke; David Morse; Todd Farmer; Christa Campbell; Charlotte Ross; Tom Atkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Patrick Lussier.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/104 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas is an all-around bad ass in the Snake Plissken mold, called Milton. He's back from the dead, escaping from Hell (shown in this film as a large, very hot, prison), on the trail of cult leader -- and Elvis-look-alike -- Jonah King (Billy Burke), and his white trash Satanist followers. They have his granddaughter (his daughter was once a member of the cult until she fled and Jonah killed her) and intends to sacrifice the child during the next full moon in order to open Hell on Earth. A down-on-her-luck waitress called Piper (Amber Heard) joins Milton on his quest after he saves her from her abusive ex-boyfriend. On their trail is "The Accountant" (William Fichtner), a well-dressed soul collector for old Scratch himself, who will not take no for an answer. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Drive Angry&lt;/span&gt; is an over-the-top and really quite fun mix of genres. It's a lewd, crude, and gory exploitation film; it's a chase movie; it's a western; and it's a supernatural action film. At times it felt like a crazy Joe R. Lansdale story come to life. Nicolas Cage wisely dials himself down in contrast to all the crazy stuff going on around him, and Heard makes for a good side-kick here. The stand-outs are Burke's evil Elvis and Fichtner's Accountant -- the latter having a lot of fun encountering various people and dealing with them as he hunts down Milton. Sometimes you need a film like this to flush out your system. It's nuts, like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot 'Em Up&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crank&lt;/span&gt; series. The only real drawback is the wonky CGI (obviously overdone for 3D) which looks like total ass in 2D. Can we put this craze to rest? As always, it's nice to see genre fave Tom Atkins making the most of his bit part here. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs2vcyRzSWg/TjQTQZwctlI/AAAAAAAACfM/mdo9Abxf2Rk/s1600/seasonofthewitch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fs2vcyRzSWg/TjQTQZwctlI/AAAAAAAACfM/mdo9Abxf2Rk/s200/seasonofthewitch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635150206260262482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Season of the Witch&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Nicolas Cage; Ron Perlman; Stephen Campbell Moore; Stephen Graham; Ulrich Thomsen; Claire Foy; Robert Sheehan; Christopher Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Dominic Sena.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas Cage and Ron Perlman are Teutonic Knights Behmen and Felson. After growing tired of the horrors they have seen while taking part in the crusades, they desert and head back to Germany. However, as they travel through a plague-ridden Styria (Austria), they are caught. Cardinal D'Ambroise (Christopher Lee) tells them that a young woman (Claire Foy) is a suspected witch, and is the reason for the plague. If the two Knights escort her to a remote monastery, where the monks there know of a ritual than can stop the plague, they will be forgiven for their desertion. Behmen agrees as long as the girl gets a fair trial. Along for the ride are a priest called Debelzeq; an altar boy called Kay; the Knight Eckhart; and their shady guide Hagamar. Is the girl a witch, innocent, or something else altogether? Well, read no further if you don't want it given away. As these men undertake their mission strange things start to happen to them. She appears to have supernatural strength and powers, and the party is killed off one-by-one. This is a men-on-a-mission film with a dash of demonic possession thrown in, and it partly feels like a throwback to classic Hammer films, much like Tim Burton's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleepy Hollow&lt;/span&gt; did. However, the film is quite flawed. One can forgive the historical and geographic screw-ups (which there are quite a few), but it's hard to overlook how bored Cage and Perlman look here. I realize both characters are supposed to be world-weary men, but in their cases here it goes beyond method acting. It's the supporting characters that are forced to breath some life into this, and it's an uphill battle. Between the by-the-numbers script and the garbage CGI (those wolves were bloody awful), there's little to get excited about. It's not until the climax, as they fight undead monks, that we really get some fun brewing, but even that is undone by the horrible CGI demon they must face. Who the fuck thought that was a good idea? If you check the special features, there's a much better alternate ending that does away with the CGI demon and much of the wonky CGI effects, giving us a much more creepy and satisfying conclusion. It could be worth checking that out on a rainy day. Okay rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-5706117411243159829?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5706117411243159829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=5706117411243159829&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5706117411243159829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5706117411243159829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/07/capsule-film-reviews-63-nic-cage-times.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #63: Nic Cage Times Two! Drive Angry and Season of the Witch.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BYBxTqhtH3Q/TjQTQIw5kZI/AAAAAAAACfE/C-rEns-LBWs/s72-c/driveangry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2530452030715242439</id><published>2011-07-07T11:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T20:51:56.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #62: The Eagle; Kill the Irishman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAoQSVxyQKs/ThXBmkFSgMI/AAAAAAAACe0/gGBLuuYle9g/s1600/theeagle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAoQSVxyQKs/ThXBmkFSgMI/AAAAAAAACe0/gGBLuuYle9g/s200/theeagle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626616177734353090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Eagle&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Channing&lt;/span&gt; Tatum; Jamie Bell; Donald Sutherland; Mark Strong; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tahar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rahim&lt;/span&gt;; Denis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;O'Hare&lt;/span&gt;; Douglas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Henshall&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Macdonald&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/115 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An adaptation of Rosemary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Sutcliff's&lt;/span&gt; book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Eagle of the Ninth&lt;/span&gt; (1954). Set in 140AD, twenty years after the famed Roman Ninth Spanish Legion was apparently lost in what is now present day Scotland. The son of the last eagle standard bearer of the Ninth -- a young centurion called Marcus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Flavius&lt;/span&gt; Aquila (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Channing&lt;/span&gt; Tatum) -- comes to Roman-ruled Britain to serve as a garrison commander. He has dreams of finding the standard and reclaiming it for Rome, restoring honour to his father's name. After Celtic tribesmen attack his garrison he proves himself in battle by winning the day, and is decorated as a hero, but he is badly injured and honorably discharged. Still, he is determined to go past Hadrian's Wall into the untamed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Britain&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt;, with only his British slave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Esca&lt;/span&gt; (Jamie Bell) as his guide. But can &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Esca&lt;/span&gt; be trusted? The question is put to the test when the two encounter the very tribe of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; who now hold the eagle standard. There is no solid evidence of the Ninth Legion's actual fate, but films like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Last Legion&lt;/span&gt; (2007) took the bare bones of the story and proposed connections between the Legion survivors and the roots of Arthurian legend. Neil Marshall's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; (2010) turns the aftermath of its destruction into a chase film for a handful of weary survivors and ends with a Roman political cover-up. Here the story is turned into a quest mixed with a more detailed look at the peoples and geography of that time. Here we touch on what the Celts and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; may have been like, and we see the day-to-day toil of a Roman foot soldier defending the border of where the known world once ended. But central is the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; between master and slave. The movie is a bit more of a slow burn than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt;, but it too features well-done battle scenes, and it is thankfully light on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CGI&lt;/span&gt; effects. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Channing&lt;/span&gt; Tatum is sadly a bit wooden and uninteresting in the lead, and I had no interest in his quest. It was Jamie Bell's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Esca&lt;/span&gt;, whose conflict of loyalty between his people and to his master, that really hit the right dramatic notes. This movie would also pair well with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; in a double feature. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrEUI2l2W-o/ThXBmfdXdNI/AAAAAAAACes/DD1tex-YE8k/s1600/killtheirishman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrEUI2l2W-o/ThXBmfdXdNI/AAAAAAAACes/DD1tex-YE8k/s200/killtheirishman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626616176493163730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kill the Irishman&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Ray Stevenson; Vincent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;D'Onofrio&lt;/span&gt;; Val &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Kilmer&lt;/span&gt;; Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Walken&lt;/span&gt;; Linda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Cardellini&lt;/span&gt;; Tony Darrow; Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Davi&lt;/span&gt;; Fionnula Flanagan; Bob &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Gunton&lt;/span&gt;; Jason Butler &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Harner&lt;/span&gt;; Vinnie Jones; Tony Lo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bianco&lt;/span&gt;; Laura Ramsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jonathan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Hensleigh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/106 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adapted from the book &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Kill the Irishman: The War That Crippled the Mafia&lt;/span&gt; (1998) by Rick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Porrello&lt;/span&gt;. A direct-to-video, dramatised biopic of real life Irish gangster and FBI informant Danny Greene (Ray Stevenson), who rose quickly through the 1970s Cleveland underworld becoming both a mob boss and a legend with much of the local population as a Robin Hood type figure. The film follows him from his start in the shipyards, to union boss, mob enforcer, and rival of the Italian mobsters he once worked for. The film is briskly paced, and tries to echo the feel of films like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Goodfellas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;. It manages to keep the viewer interested an unconfused, reminding me of how the two-part biopic of Jacques &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Mesrine&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Mesrine&lt;/span&gt;: Part 1 - Killer Instinct&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Mesrine&lt;/span&gt;: Part 2 - Public Enemy #1&lt;/span&gt;) managed to hold its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;narrative&lt;/span&gt; together despite events being glossed over, shown out of sync, or changed for dramatic purposes. The cast is solid, featuring a roll call of past A-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;listers&lt;/span&gt;, and character actors. Stevenson plays Greene larger than life (and indeed to some degree he was), without going over the top. It's nice to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Kilmer&lt;/span&gt; and other familiar faces in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;DTV&lt;/span&gt; film worthy of their talents for once. The film paints Greene in a fairly positive light as a family man and local hero, arguing that his mob war, and his death by the hands of a mob hit man, led to the fall of both the Cleveland mafia and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Cosa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Nostra&lt;/span&gt; throughout the USA. This is not to say that the film does not shy away from his dark side. He's also shown as being head strong, violent, bigoted, and self-destructive. The film suffers the most from its sometimes shoddy special effects and badly-written moments of sappy character stuff that feel like they were first intended for a TV movie. Not a bad rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2530452030715242439?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2530452030715242439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2530452030715242439&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2530452030715242439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2530452030715242439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/07/capsule-film-reviews-62-eagle-kill.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #62: The Eagle; Kill the Irishman.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eAoQSVxyQKs/ThXBmkFSgMI/AAAAAAAACe0/gGBLuuYle9g/s72-c/theeagle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-5853225297294138563</id><published>2011-07-05T07:53:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T15:18:13.523-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beer Cellaring'/><title type='text'>Beer Cellaring: Opening the Second Bottle of Chimay Grande Réserve.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/esIH4hHY4AE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/esIH4hHY4AE?version=3&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2009 I made a post called &lt;a href="http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2009/06/beer-cellaring-my-first-serious-attempt.html"&gt;Beer Cellaring: My First Serious Attempt&lt;/a&gt;, where I posted a video from my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/elharlock"&gt;YouTube channel&lt;/a&gt; showing me putting three bottles of Chimay Grande Réserve away for aging on June 20 of that year. My plan is to open one bottle per year for three years. On June 20, 2010, I both uploaded to YouTube and posted here the results of the first bottle I'd opened: &lt;a href="http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/06/beer-cellaring-opening-first-bottle-of.html"&gt;Beer Cellaring: Opening the First Bottle of Chimay Grande Réserve&lt;/a&gt;. Now, in the above video, I opened up the second bottle and documented the results. There were some nice changes to the beer, which makes me excited to get the next 340 or so days over with so I can open the third and final bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realize that the beer side of this blog has been lacking quite a bit. Sorry about that. I'm hoping to play catch-up this summer with my reviews (I have a huge backlog to write).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-5853225297294138563?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5853225297294138563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=5853225297294138563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5853225297294138563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5853225297294138563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/07/beer-cellaring-opening-second-bottle-of.html' title='Beer Cellaring: Opening the Second Bottle of Chimay Grande Réserve.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-1902995877590072589</id><published>2011-06-27T10:18:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T13:37:39.075-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #61: The Long Good Friday, Mona Lisa, Gangster No.1, The Night Listener, Jason X, The Three Burials of...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VHFuAoAsZE/TgiGHmDed_I/AAAAAAAACeE/84K7u7bQ9YQ/s1600/longgoodfriday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VHFuAoAsZE/TgiGHmDed_I/AAAAAAAACeE/84K7u7bQ9YQ/s200/longgoodfriday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891599804397554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Long Good Friday&lt;/span&gt; (1980)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Bob Hoskins; Helen Mirren; Derek Thompson; Bryan Marshall; Eddie Constantine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; John Mackenzie.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/114 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top gangster in London (Hoskins) wants to go legit and become a more proper businessman. He is about to broker the big deal with the American mafia that will set him on that course on a day where his empire is suddenly being destroyed around him via bombings and hits put out on his men. The best gangster film I've ever seen, Brit or otherwise. I've never really rated Bob Hoskins that much until I finally got a chance to see this. Shit, is he great in this. A mad-dog, tough as nails guy, that beat his way to the top through the 1970s, finds himself up against an enemy he doesn't understand (the IRA) in a new era that is quickly leaving him behind. They can't be frightened and they can't be bought. Helen Mirren is also really good as Hoskins' smart and attractive moll -- apparently the part was originally written as a typical dumb gangster moll, but Mirren refused to play the character dumb, so they had to do a rewrite. Anyway, this instantly goes on my favourites list. No question. So many great moments, including choice quotes and the especially poignant final shot, where Hoskins silently comes to terms with his situation. Worth owning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9DPDi9Ui_Y/TgiGIC1S5xI/AAAAAAAACeM/Kgpid1jMiJ8/s1600/monalisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N9DPDi9Ui_Y/TgiGIC1S5xI/AAAAAAAACeM/Kgpid1jMiJ8/s200/monalisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891607529547538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;/span&gt; (1986)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Bob Hoskins; Cathy Tyson; Michael Caine; Robbie Coltrane; Clarke Peters; Kate Hardie; Zoë Nathenson; Sammi Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Neil Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/104 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another British gangster film with Bob Hoskins. As opposed to the earlier &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Long Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;, here he's just a low-level soldier in the mob rather than the head guy, and he's just out of prison, looking for a job, unaware of just how much has changed since he went away. Michael Caine plays the head of the mob, and he owes Hoskin's character, so he gives him an easy job of driving around one of his high-class hookers. A tense early relationship between the two develops into something much deeper. That's all I'll give away. The film goes in some unexpected directions for sure. Some damn great performances, and good film overall, even if the ending is a bit too tidy and "happy" given the genre. Provides a good balance to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Long Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;. Rent this sucker at the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAnKR6406cc/TgiGHBRMJaI/AAAAAAAACd8/MXN-2BBVD0I/s1600/gangsterno1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HAnKR6406cc/TgiGHBRMJaI/AAAAAAAACd8/MXN-2BBVD0I/s200/gangsterno1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891589929805218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gangster No.1 &lt;/span&gt;(2000)&lt;br /&gt;Starring: Malcolm McDowell; David Thewlis; Paul Bettany; Saffron Burrows; Kenneth Cranham; Jamie Foreman; Eddie Marsan; Andrew Lincoln; Doug Allen; Razaaq Adoti; Cavan Clerkin.&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: Paul McGuigan.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/103 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brit gangster film. Malcolm McDowell plays a mob boss. He gets word of his former boss getting out of prison after nearly 30 years, and as he prepares to confront him, he recalls, in flashback, his rise in the mob when his former boss first took him in. We see how McDowell's character eventually set into motion the events that put his boss in prison and McDowell on the criminal throne. A bit of style over substance, but not as guilty as Guy Ritchie is. Paul Bettany plays McDowell's younger self. At first it's sort of odd because they don't look alike at all, but I think the point was that McDowell is viewing an idealized version of himself in his flashbacks. His character is very vain and totally obsessed with being his boss, played by David Thewlis, who unlike McDowell, is handsome and stylish and high class. There is almost a subtle homoerotic tone to the obsession, but sex doesn't seem to interest him, just being "No.1". A very interesting film. Not as good as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Long Good Friday&lt;/span&gt;, but it's more akin to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexy Beast&lt;/span&gt; anyway (although, again, not as good), what with all the times "cunt" is said in the course of the film. Worth renting if you want something a bit different in your gangster picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1HPWM9aWg/TgiGSI-P2hI/AAAAAAAACek/621HeSO_Xgs/s1600/thenightlistener.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YC1HPWM9aWg/TgiGSI-P2hI/AAAAAAAACek/621HeSO_Xgs/s200/thenightlistener.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891780976400914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Night Listener&lt;/span&gt; (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring: &lt;/span&gt;Robin Williams; Toni Collette; Joe Morton; Bobby Cannavale; Rory Culkin; Sandra Oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Patrick Stettner.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/91 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  homosexual late night radio talkshow host, Gabriel Noone (Robin  Williams), just fresh from a broken relationship, starts up a phone  friendship with a young boy named Pete (Rory Culkin) who has AIDS, and  his caretaker, Donna (Toni Collette). Pete has apparently written a  great book about his story and Noone wants to use his story in his show,  but he also wants the friendship to work, just so he'll have something  meaningful to hold on to. However, questions arise about Pete's  identity. Is he really who he says he is? Does he even exist? Willaims  finds himself thrust into a mystery that puts his own life in danger as  he tries to track Pete down. This is a pseudo Hitchcock sort of film,  with lots of twists and turns. I can't say I was really kept guessing  about Pete, or that many of the twists surprised me all that much, but  Williams and Collette really do a great job in their roles. I totally  bought both of their characters. The movie itself just wasn't able to  totally live up to said performances, for me when it was all said and  done. Worth a rental on a lazy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWat3m-OPQA/TgiGJWYLK0I/AAAAAAAACec/MwHx5DPhpuM/s1600/jasonx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWat3m-OPQA/TgiGJWYLK0I/AAAAAAAACec/MwHx5DPhpuM/s200/jasonx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891629955984194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason X&lt;/span&gt; (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Lexa Doig; Lisa Ryder; Chuck Campbell; Jonathan Potts; Peter Mensah; Melyssa Ade; Melody Johnson; Philip Williams; Derwin Jordan; Dov Tiefenbach; Kane Hodder; David Cronenberg; Boyd Banks; Kristi Angus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;James Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/91 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday The 13th&lt;/span&gt; sequel that gets what the long-running series has become. "Jason in Space", boys and girls. Somehow the franchise would go on to survive this. Jason is unfrozen 400 years into the future where he decides he's still keen with the killing and such. And hey, here's a space station full of horny teens and space marines. They seem to skip parts 6-9 because Jason is not in zombie mode. We get a bit of the usual Jason comes back and wipes out some young flesh. Then some hot, female android, without nipples, kills him. Nanobots rebuild him as a cyborg. Who in their right mind keeps those damn things around? It never works out for the best. He goes on with the killing thing again. This movie is pretty much in on the joke. Yes, the whole idea is silly, so they have some fun with it. The VR Camp Crystal lake: that was a great idea. The tough-as-nails space marine's great one line he has. Funny stuff for fans of the series. Okay action, skin, mildly good special effects, no brains or character development to worry about. David Cronenberg bit part! Not the best Jason flick, but much more fun than it had any right to be. I'm just glad they have yet to make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday the 13th 11: Jason in The Hood&lt;/span&gt;. Oh wait, that was Part 8, wasn't it? Fuck. Fun rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_legje_cb_Y/TgiGId-J7MI/AAAAAAAACeU/jAMXoirqM84/s1600/thethreeburials.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_legje_cb_Y/TgiGId-J7MI/AAAAAAAACeU/jAMXoirqM84/s200/thethreeburials.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622891614814465218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada&lt;/span&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;Starring: Tommy Lee Jones; Barry Pepper; Julio Cedillo; Dwight Yoakam; January Jones; Melissa Leo; Levon Helm; Mel Rodriguez; Cecilia Suárez; Ignacio Guadalupe; Vanessa Bauche; Irineo Alvarez.&lt;br /&gt;Directed by: Tommy Lee Jones.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/121 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Lee Jones plays an old style cowboy/ranch hand named Pete Perkins -- a very reserved loner that doesn't relate much with the modern world -- who sets out to live up to his promise to pretty much his one and only friend: an illegal Mexican immigrant named Melquiades Estrada. That promise was to bury him in his home town back in Mexico. The only problem is that Estrada was killed in an accident by a young, trigger-happy Border Patrolman called Mike Norton. The local Sheriff (Dwight Yoakam) doesn't think too much about causing a big scene, thus he has no intrest in arresting Norton. He calls the case closed and has Estrada buried. Perkins takes the law into his own hands and kidnaps Norton, has him dig up Estrada, and rides off with him and the body on hoseback, setting out to Mexico in order to fulfill his promise to his friend. The film was directed by Tommy Lee Jones and it starts off almost like it's going to be a Clint Eastwood-type drama, but it evolves from that and goes off into more of a brutal Sam Peckinpah sort of direction, as it gets more morbid. Perkins calmly puts Norton through hell on a daily basis, while spending his nights talking to the rotting corpse of his dead friend (well, when he's not trying to keep the ants off of him) with equal calm. The final act takes a more introspective turn. None of the characters are one-dimensional, and the movie touches on man's inhumanity to man, touching also on racism, marital relations gone sour, and fathers and sons. There were some weak bits about Norton's wife that seemed tacked-on, but all in all this is a really effective low-key story, highlighted by quirky character moments and morbid sights that are also somewhat funny. Take the scene where Perkins sets the corpse of Estrada on fire in order to get rid of a few ants. It was dark, funny, and sweet all at the same time. Worthy Rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-1902995877590072589?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/1902995877590072589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=1902995877590072589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1902995877590072589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1902995877590072589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/06/capsule-film-reviews-61-long-good.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #61: The Long Good Friday, Mona Lisa, Gangster No.1, The Night Listener, Jason X, The Three Burials of...'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1VHFuAoAsZE/TgiGHmDed_I/AAAAAAAACeE/84K7u7bQ9YQ/s72-c/longgoodfriday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-7889598615574342118</id><published>2011-06-04T11:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T11:45:53.705-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>James Arness RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abQwirU6qMA/TepEzGGXbpI/AAAAAAAACdE/RFvqkMxEzmo/s1600/arness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abQwirU6qMA/TepEzGGXbpI/AAAAAAAACdE/RFvqkMxEzmo/s320/arness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614375530072075922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Arness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May 26, 1923 -- June 3, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing From Another World&lt;/span&gt; (1951)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Them!&lt;/span&gt; (1954)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-7889598615574342118?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/7889598615574342118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=7889598615574342118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7889598615574342118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7889598615574342118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/06/james-arness-rip.html' title='James Arness RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-abQwirU6qMA/TepEzGGXbpI/AAAAAAAACdE/RFvqkMxEzmo/s72-c/arness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-3329716893050404519</id><published>2011-05-30T08:11:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T08:49:18.545-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #60: The Inheritance; Black Death; Damned by Dawn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jubHUGR_6lI/TeN8ZtasjzI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ja6qDzY2GF4/s1600/theinheritance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jubHUGR_6lI/TeN8ZtasjzI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ja6qDzY2GF4/s200/theinheritance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612466341763911474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Inheritance&lt;/span&gt; (2011)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Rochelle Aytes; Golden Brooks; Janae Burney; Keith David; André De Shields; Demetrius Grosse; Darrin Dewitt Henson; Shawn Michael Howard; Lanre Idewu; Adriane Lenox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Robert O'Hara.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/90 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of black young adults come together for a family reunion of sorts at the isolated home of Uncle Melvin (Keith David). Although not cousins by blood, they all come from five families who were slaves at the same plantation and have stayed very close through the generations. They think they are there to receive inheritances from the family elders. It quickly becomes clear that not everything is what it seems. They learn of their ancestors strange association with an African witchdoctor of sorts named Chakabazz, and the dark price they may have paid to him to be free. Soon they find themselves becoming part of a horrible blood rite that none of them may survive. Marketed as a "black movie", at least in the venues it was mostly shown, about 98% of the cast is black (the sole token white couple are dispatched quickly after cracking some stereotypical black jokes and having sex). But really the film is not so much a black movie as it is a typical occult flick mixed with some slasher elements. The window dressing does have its roots firmly in African pagan culture, but does that really make it a black movie? At any rate, it does add a different flavour to the thing, especially an opening montage that establishes (what we eventually learn is) the back story for this film. Sadly, after a nice set up, the film blows its wad far too quickly. Had they drawn out the story a bit more and not laid all of their cards on the table within the first hour, the film would have been much more effective. Instead the film breaks down into several chase scenes and our main characters doing a lot of stupid things while screaming. How a group of young and fit adults are unable to handle a bunch of over-the-hill occultists is beyond me. The suspension of disbelief took a major nose-dive for me because of that. Yeah, I get it. At first they are creeped-out and scared, but after they decide to pull together and fight back, they are, well, just REALLY bad at it. And by that point the film just ends. It seems like they couldn't think up anything interesting. Still, the film does have some nice atmosphere, good acting, and some nice visual touches, like the flesh-words on the window gag...although that makes me wonder why Chakabazz seems to prefer using and speaking English when he's obviously not too keen about whitey. Oh well. Worth a rental on a slow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZctZBvzguQ/TeN8ZPnNxZI/AAAAAAAACcg/Xk10-zVAP3o/s1600/blackdeath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rZctZBvzguQ/TeN8ZPnNxZI/AAAAAAAACcg/Xk10-zVAP3o/s200/blackdeath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612466333763356050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Death&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Sean Bean; Eddie Redmayne; Carice van Houten; David Warner; Kimberley Nixon; John Lynch; Tim McInnerny; Andy Nyman; Emun Elliott; Johnny Harris; Tygo Gernandt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Christopher Smith.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/97 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1348 the first outbreak of bubonic plague is happening in England. It's widely assumed by the Church and the general population that this is punishment from the Christian God for their sins. Some even say that demons walks the countryside, spreading the disease. However there are towns that are rumoured to be plague-free. A group of mercenaries, led by a knight called Ulric (Sean Bean), is tasked with finding one such place (where it is also said that the dead are being brought back to life because of a necromancer) and either finding a cure, or perhaps stopping the plague by killing the necromancer. A young monk called Osmund (Eddie Redmayne) volunteers as a guide both because he knows the area (a large forest and marsh separate the town) and because he hopes to escape and reunite with his lover, who has recently fled to that area. After fighting savages in the woods, and crossing the marsh, they find the village. The people are happy and disease free...and they seem quite without Christian faith of any sort. Is the village leader, Langiva (Carice van Houten), the necromancer they are seeking? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Death&lt;/span&gt; is a really nice little film that would pair well with Neil Marshall's recent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; (2010), or Nicolas Winding Refn's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valhalla Rising&lt;/span&gt; (2009). Fairly well-written, with good actors who manage to carve out their characters quickly while keeping the story moving. The film wisely keeps you guessing if there really is anything supernatural going on or not. Much like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valhalla Rising&lt;/span&gt; (or, for you more experienced horror fans, perhaps more akin to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wicker Man&lt;/span&gt;), there is a clash between Christian and Pagan beliefs here. The dangers of religion turning men to evil is explored on both sides, but the film is indeed more critical of the Christian faith, as we see witch-finders attempting to burn a suspected witch and our heroes looking to kill those not of their faith. The Pagans are more or less only killing in order to keep themselves isolated and safe from the plague. Gory and tough at times, the film never lulls and it brings up some good points. It also has a fairly downbeat but realistic ending. A very worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAKEin55_Jk/TeN8ZbvV0eI/AAAAAAAACco/tXr4-vzU91k/s1600/damnedbydawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VAKEin55_Jk/TeN8ZbvV0eI/AAAAAAAACco/tXr4-vzU91k/s200/damnedbydawn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612466337018663394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damned by Dawn&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Renee Willner; Bridget Neval; Dawn Klingberg; Danny Alder; Taryn Eva; Mark Taylor; Peter Stratford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Brett Anstey.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/81 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in Australia, a young woman named Clair, and her boyfriend Paul, return to her family home after receiving a strange package from her dying grandmother. After reuniting with the family (her much younger sister and her father are still at home, caring for the ailing Nana), they settle down for the night only to hear the wailing screams of a woman coming from somewhere in the surrounding woods. Could this "lady of sorrows" Clair's grandmother warned of -- a banshee --  be coming to ferry Nana off to her final reward? It seems so, and a spooked Clair freaks out and manages to prevent the banshee from doing her job that night, which unfortunately unleashes some much more malevolent spirits, who are out to kill the whole family. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damned by Dawn&lt;/span&gt; is another one of those frustrating direct-to-video horror films that starts out with a lot of promise, but never manage to follow through. The set-up is well done, the acting is fairly good, and it's not every day you get to see a banshee film. Now if we could only have a good one. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Damned by Dawn&lt;/span&gt; builds some good atmosphere at first. The wailing screams coming from the misty woods, at first sort of silent and far off, get closer and louder. It's effective. But then we get to see the banshee...far too much of her, to the point where she starts to look like a teenager in decent Halloween costume and nothing more. And the evil spirits that show up? At first these CGI beasties look sort of effective. Skeletal reaper-type things. But the CGI, much like the banshee, becomes over-exposed. The final act is a jumbled mess of chase scenes and nonsense about blood lines that makes no real sense. The movie has tried to promote itself as an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil Dead&lt;/span&gt; sort of film, but it really falls short. The first act was much more akin to a early Hammer horror, and some of the practical gore effects were worthy of a Lucio Fulci film, but sadly the movie can't rise to those levels as a whole. Avoid. Abort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-3329716893050404519?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3329716893050404519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=3329716893050404519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3329716893050404519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3329716893050404519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/capsule-film-reviews-60-inheritance.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #60: The Inheritance; Black Death; Damned by Dawn.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jubHUGR_6lI/TeN8ZtasjzI/AAAAAAAACcw/Ja6qDzY2GF4/s72-c/theinheritance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4191187562766685293</id><published>2011-05-16T12:03:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T20:57:41.935-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Machete (2010).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHLW_ggQ2WM/TdFBOyAMqtI/AAAAAAAACbg/OLsYHRsEuJg/s1600/machete.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHLW_ggQ2WM/TdFBOyAMqtI/AAAAAAAACbg/OLsYHRsEuJg/s200/machete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334733249555154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Danny Trejo; Robert De Niro; Jessica Alba; Steven Seagal; Michelle Rodriguez; Jeff Fahey; Cheech Marin; Don Johnson; Shea Whigham; Lindsay Lohan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ethan Maniquis &amp;amp; Robert Rodriguez.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/105 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Machete Cortez (Danny Trejo), is a former Mexican Federale and all-around badass. Three years previous to when the main story takes place, drug lord Rogelio Torrez (Steven Seagal) kills his wife and daughter, and leaves Machete for dead. However, he survived, and now he finds himself making do as an illegal day labourer in Texas. A shady businessman named Booth (Jeff Fahey) hires him to kill anti-immigrant Senator McLaughlin (Robert De Niro), but really it's a double cross. McLaughlin is slipping in the polls, and a botched assassination attempt by an illegal immigrant is what Booth feels will be a perfect way to get the Senator re-elected. With McLaughlin re-elected, the borders will be walled-up and better controlled, and Booth can continue to run his secret drug smuggling operations he has with Torrez. So Machete is shot and finds himself on the run from Booth's hired killers and a pesky US Immigration agent (Jessica Alba). Along the way he hooks up with his brother: a pot-smoking, gun-slinging Padre, played by Cheech Marin. He also finds himself being protected by the Mexican underground, later becoming a figurehead for a coming conflict with a group of Minutemen-style border vigilantes, with connections to McLaughlin, led by the evil Von Jackson (Don Johnson).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJaEvdMoAC0/TdFBcjZF4wI/AAAAAAAACcI/OMOESRrPOcA/s1600/machete005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LJaEvdMoAC0/TdFBcjZF4wI/AAAAAAAACcI/OMOESRrPOcA/s200/machete005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334969845605122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaf1UPLnB1Q/TdFBbEOqgjI/AAAAAAAACbo/ea-rLbxLRPQ/s1600/machete001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kaf1UPLnB1Q/TdFBbEOqgjI/AAAAAAAACbo/ea-rLbxLRPQ/s200/machete001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334944300499506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since the fake trailer for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt; was seen as part of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grindhouse&lt;/span&gt; double feature from Quentin Tarantino and Robert Rodriguez, fans drooled at the possibility of it, along with the other fake trailers (like Eli Roth's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thankgiving&lt;/span&gt;) becoming actual feature length films (the Canadian, fan-made grindhouse trailer, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hobo With a Shotgun&lt;/span&gt;, eventually went on to become a 2011 feature length release starring Rutger Hauer). Robert Rodriguez has wanted to make the film in some form since the early 1990s, going so far to write some if not all of the screenplay back then, and to cast  bit parts for Trejo in several of his films, as a version of the title character. Danny Trejo is one of the most well recognized character actor/bit players in films today, and probably the most well known Latino example after Luis Guzmán. His lined face and well-muscled, tattoo-covered body, mustache, and tough-guy attitude, along with a solid talent for acting has gained him parts in everything from top of the line blockbusters to low budget, direct to video trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGwq7akJDJw/TdFBcJy9OYI/AAAAAAAACcA/cDADOmkoHxU/s1600/machete004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VGwq7akJDJw/TdFBcJy9OYI/AAAAAAAACcA/cDADOmkoHxU/s200/machete004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334962974767490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zNsLfzcPck/TdFBbuj1PZI/AAAAAAAACbw/tefsiSNSSRI/s1600/machete002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2zNsLfzcPck/TdFBbuj1PZI/AAAAAAAACbw/tefsiSNSSRI/s200/machete002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334955663572370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYX9vSbDi_E/TdFD6pluKAI/AAAAAAAACcQ/ddXPIUildys/s1600/machete006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OYX9vSbDi_E/TdFD6pluKAI/AAAAAAAACcQ/ddXPIUildys/s200/machete006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607337685928519682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally he gets his own film, and he does not let the fans down. More importantly he manages to carry a sometimes jumbled mess of a film with a gritty, minimalist, and often funny performance. There's just a lot of good feelings generated being a cult film fan and seeing Trejo violently hack and slash his way through the bad guys, charming the ladies, and generally making the best out of being in his own starring vehicle. Michelle Rodriguez, as the head of the Mexican underground, and the already mentioned Cheech Marin, provide good supporting roles. Jeff Fahey, Steven Seagal, Robert De Niro and Don Johnson each provide good, different degrees of scenery-chewing villainy. Fahey especially steals every scene he's in, no matter if he's shooting people or trying to hold his family life together (Lindsay Lohan plays his slutty, party girl daughter, making a bit of fun of her real life image). Steven Seagal is never going to be accused of being a great actor, but his first-ever turn as a full-on baddie works quite well, and De Niro plays his campy corrupt senator note-perfect. Don Johnson's redneck heavy is easy to loath. Even Tom Savini has a fun, small role, as a pro hit man. Perhaps the only real weak lead here is Alba, who is an ineffectual push-over and just doesn't seem to fit her role at all...and what the hell is with her semi-nudity being CGIed in here? Crazy, man. Oh well, she stopped being hot after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Idle Hands&lt;/span&gt; anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1iPHHweC_8/TdFBb9lfzcI/AAAAAAAACb4/XKgwMMtMYWI/s1600/machete003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1iPHHweC_8/TdFBb9lfzcI/AAAAAAAACb4/XKgwMMtMYWI/s200/machete003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607334959697087938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The strength of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt; trailer was obvious: it featured all of the best parts of the (then) fake film. These scenes, including some of the featured actors, were later put in the finished film. This left Rodriguez with the hefty task of filming all the filler and coming up with some stuff to either top or equal the previously existing footage. Sometimes he manages quite well. There's lots of blood, babes and bad-ass lines to be found. It sort of has that anything goes grindhouse feel to it. Sadly, it also does have something typical of a lot of the '70s exploitation this film borrows from: scenes of heavy-handed exposition and lulls between the action, where the plot becomes far too complicated for its own good. The very topical immigration issue is shoe-horned in here, and it becomes annoying, even though it's obvious that Rodriguez is poking fun at both sides of the issue. Still, seeing Machete leading fleet of illegals in comically bumping low riders doesn't feel right at all for this film. This leads to a finale that is mostly taken up by buffoonish stereotypes killing each other, and is not saved until Machete and Torrez have their final duel (which should have been the real focus of the film, had they really wanted to stay true to this film's cinematic roots).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SbyizKoyAx0/TdFD6lg1dDI/AAAAAAAACcY/c7X8H9-XUGY/s1600/machete007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SbyizKoyAx0/TdFD6lg1dDI/AAAAAAAACcY/c7X8H9-XUGY/s200/machete007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607337684834284594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's a bit of a let down considering how perfect the first half of this film is in its tone, but that being said, it wasn't a deal-breaker for me. It just feels like this sort of finale would be a perfect fit for a lesser third entry in an exploitation series (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaft in Africa&lt;/span&gt;, anyone?). And yeah, there are already two sequels planned for this, which makes me question where they can go now that Machete has led the revolution to victory? Flawed, but overall quite fun, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Machete&lt;/span&gt; is a good rental, and worth owning if you are into Rodriguez, Trejo and exploitation awesomeness. Hey, I like all three of those things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4191187562766685293?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4191187562766685293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4191187562766685293&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4191187562766685293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4191187562766685293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/film-review-machete-2010.html' title='Film Review: Machete (2010).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aHLW_ggQ2WM/TdFBOyAMqtI/AAAAAAAACbg/OLsYHRsEuJg/s72-c/machete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-5635978047583439075</id><published>2011-05-10T10:02:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T10:23:22.894-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Let Me In.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbxzd45Ybmg/Tck3jQ4FbvI/AAAAAAAACbA/eDiHQnAVM_Y/s1600/letmein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbxzd45Ybmg/Tck3jQ4FbvI/AAAAAAAACbA/eDiHQnAVM_Y/s200/letmein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605072290204446450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Kodi Smit-McPhee; Chloe Moretz; Richard Jenkins; Cara Buono; Elias Koteas; Sasha Barrese; Dylan Kenin; Chris Browning; Ritchie Coster; Dylan Minnette; Jimmy 'Jax' Pinchak; Nicolai Dorian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Matt Reeves.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/116 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remakes are now just something you have to accept, I guess. Well, their existence and staying power in the industry, at least. Some may never accept the need for them, even if they are good films. It's interesting how many actually are good these days. Some (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hills Have Eyes&lt;/span&gt;, 2006) even improve on the original film. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt;, North American remake of the Swedish modern vampire classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/span&gt;, does not improve much on the original, but it does not disgrace itself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvecwG6ckIA/Tck6UN496HI/AAAAAAAACbI/bdNdDtgcWys/s1600/letmein001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CvecwG6ckIA/Tck6UN496HI/AAAAAAAACbI/bdNdDtgcWys/s200/letmein001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605075330239686770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A slightly tweaked copy, slightly toned-down in subject matter, slightly less weird as the Euro original. You know the original, correct? A young, lonely boy, and victim of intense bullying, called Oskar, befriends a young girl, called Eli, that moves into his apartment complex, with a man seemingly much too old to be her father. He soon discovers she's a vampire, and they become friends, eventually falling in love. It was both a heart-warming and creepy film. Strange and lonely characters populate a small, isolated, and snowed-in early '80s Swedish town, that is about to become much less quiet than usual. Here the story is set in America, and it's Owen and Abby. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let Me In&lt;/span&gt; manages to capture much of the same atmosphere (here in 1983-era Los Alamos, New Mexico) effectively, and it does flesh out the story of the vampire girl's familiar, thus making Owen's ultimate fate much more obvious and horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulkDrKixAgQ/Tck6UwugHFI/AAAAAAAACbY/cDN--C3S6tw/s1600/letmein003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ulkDrKixAgQ/Tck6UwugHFI/AAAAAAAACbY/cDN--C3S6tw/s200/letmein003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605075339591031890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_JtZngLss/Tck6UeyriFI/AAAAAAAACbQ/DugMxZh2lKk/s1600/letmein002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b7_JtZngLss/Tck6UeyriFI/AAAAAAAACbQ/DugMxZh2lKk/s200/letmein002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605075334776719442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real improvement on the original is the focus on Abby's familiar Thomas (Richard Jenkins), and the un-named homicide detective investigating the murders both Abby and Thomas have been committing (Elias Koteas). Thomas and the detective's stories could make for a good film on their own. Really, here I found the heart of this film was not the young couple's love story but the decline of Thomas as a familiar, and the horrible end of the tired detective, who while not a villain, is a threat to our young heroes that must be done away with. Unlike Thomas who meets his end because he can no longer do his job, the detective does his job too well and passes beyond a point he can't come back from, encountering something worse than just a serial killer. The film looks good, it's effectively acted, and it's essentially pointless, but it's also not offensive in the least. The recreation of the pool scene is still quite effective here. I expected something really bad coming into this, but instead it's a good little horror film. It's no wonder the resurrected Hammer Films decided to acquire the rights to this one. Worth renting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-5635978047583439075?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5635978047583439075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=5635978047583439075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5635978047583439075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5635978047583439075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/film-review-let-me-in.html' title='Film Review: Let Me In.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zbxzd45Ybmg/Tck3jQ4FbvI/AAAAAAAACbA/eDiHQnAVM_Y/s72-c/letmein.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8638325021764647013</id><published>2011-05-09T13:12:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T14:11:17.811-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #59: Don McKay and The Tourist (2010).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHeHaINdLY/TcgX_f2YbfI/AAAAAAAACa4/9xTxO3E6RUw/s1600/donmckay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHeHaINdLY/TcgX_f2YbfI/AAAAAAAACa4/9xTxO3E6RUw/s200/donmckay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604756115911372274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don McKay&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring&lt;/span&gt;: Thomas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haden&lt;/span&gt; Church; Elisabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shue&lt;/span&gt;; Melissa Leo; James &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rebhorn&lt;/span&gt;; Keith David; M. Emmet Walsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Goldberger&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/87 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A going nowhere, lonely high school janitor Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McKay&lt;/span&gt; (Thomas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Haden&lt;/span&gt; Church) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receives&lt;/span&gt; a letter from a former high school sweetheart of his, called Sonny (Elisabeth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Shue&lt;/span&gt;). Sonny claims she is dying and wants to see him. He makes the trip back to his home town -- a place he left behind years ago after being a suspect in a murder. When he arrives everything is weird from the get-go. Sonny's care-giver obviously does not approve of Don, and the same goes for her doctor, the latter of which seems a bit too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;firendly&lt;/span&gt; with Sonny. In fact, her doctor attacks Don and is killed in the struggle. Don panics and tries his best to hide the body. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;enlisting&lt;/span&gt; the help of an old friend in Otis (Keith David) to dispose of the body, he finds it has been moved. It seems somebody, if not everybody, is not what they seem here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;McKay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is such a low-key film at first, that the crazy, almost outlandish &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;noir&lt;/span&gt; twists that come in the second half of the film are like a slap in the face. The dark comedy elements and the minimalism almost come off like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Coen&lt;/span&gt; brother's light (of course, having M. Emmet Walsh of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood Simple&lt;/span&gt; in a small role here might have triggered that feeling for me). Thomas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Haden&lt;/span&gt; Church plays Don so cold that one wonders if he's even breathing, and it seems for the longest time that both the film and the character are in a stasis lock, but those who give &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;McKay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a chance will find everything fall into place after a series of revealing twists, double-crosses, and shocking violence. Church's seemingly odd performance is actually note-perfect when one discovers the main players secrets, including Don's. I think the pacing could have been better, but in the end I liked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;McKay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a lot despite this issue. If anything, the film at least has the best use of a track from an obscure soul group (The Topics) in recent memory. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4yAFoY47vyg/TcgTQJzfJLI/AAAAAAAACaw/gbOQVmauwa8/s1600/thetourist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4yAFoY47vyg/TcgTQJzfJLI/AAAAAAAACaw/gbOQVmauwa8/s200/thetourist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604750904493286578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tourist&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt;; Angelina Jolie; Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bettany&lt;/span&gt;; Timothy Dalton; Steven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Berkoff&lt;/span&gt;; Rufus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sewell&lt;/span&gt;; Christian De &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sica&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Alessio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Boni&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Florian &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Henckel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;von&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Donnersmarck&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/103 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie is Elise, the sexy and smart femme &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;fatale&lt;/span&gt; and lover of an elusive thief Alexander Pearce, who has stolen a very large sum of money from a British mob boss. Scotland Yard, French police, and the mob boss himself are after Elise in order to get to Pearce, as their believe he has changed his appearance and identity: everything from his looks right down to his voice and accent. Pearce contacts Elise and instructs her to find and hook-up with a stranger who looks enough like him, with the intent of using him as a decoy to throw the law off their trails. Enter Frank (Johnny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Depp&lt;/span&gt;), an American tourist, who is pulled into this game, partly because he loves spy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;thrillers&lt;/span&gt;, and mostly because he quickly becomes smitten with Elise. From there the two of them form a bond as they go on the run together, Elise first intending to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;coldly&lt;/span&gt; leave Frank to the mercy of law, or worse, at the correct time, now finds she can't bring herself to do that, and comes clean to him. Frank seems determined to win Elise's love. Part thriller, part romantic comedy, and in the end an annoying failure, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Tourist&lt;/span&gt; is one of the most anger-inducing shaggy dog stories I've had the displeasure of watching. Here's the plot twist for you, so you can avoid this abortion: Frank is Pearce. See? Do you see how awful that is? The movie lies to the viewer. It outright insults the viewer. It presents to us an entertaining little action thrill romp, with two A-list, sexy leads (Jolie looks better and better as she ages), flirting, escaping danger, and generally having a good time, and then pulls the rug out from under our feet. You can't do this. You can't play it one way and do a 180, when you've previously established scenes between the characters that after the reveal make no sense. You can't have scenes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Depp's&lt;/span&gt; character alone, playing a mild-mannered tourist in-over-his-head (scenes where he had no need to fool anyone into thinking he really was Frank), and then in the end expect us to believe he's this sly mastermind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;thief&lt;/span&gt;. And Elise seems far too smart to have not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;recognized&lt;/span&gt; Pearce in Frank well before the end of the film. You know, having Elise dump Pearce for Frank wouldn't have been a bad ending. At least the film would have worked. Avoid. Abort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8638325021764647013?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8638325021764647013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8638325021764647013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8638325021764647013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8638325021764647013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/capsule-film-reviews-58-don-mackay-and.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #59: Don McKay and The Tourist (2010).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7CHeHaINdLY/TcgX_f2YbfI/AAAAAAAACa4/9xTxO3E6RUw/s72-c/donmckay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-342494853432782593</id><published>2011-05-03T06:51:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T07:45:24.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #58: A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010), 2:22, and Give'em Hell Malone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hhAAAtCsC4/Tb_Sl_GFruI/AAAAAAAACaY/nXqpV9q7l08/s1600/anightmareonelmstreet2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hhAAAtCsC4/Tb_Sl_GFruI/AAAAAAAACaY/nXqpV9q7l08/s200/anightmareonelmstreet2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602428011506151138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Nightmare on Elm Street&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Jackie Earle Haley; Kyle Gallner; Rooney Mara; Katie Cassidy; Thomas Dekker; Kellan Lutz; Clancy Brown; Connie Britton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;Samuel Bayer.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A groups of teenagers are being stalked and murdered in their dreams by a creepy man with burnt skin, wearing a red and green sweater, a fedora, and sporting a glove with blades on the fingers. One of the teens, Nancy (Rooney Mara), soon discovers there's a connection between the deaths and a long dead gardener at the preschool all of the victims attended, a man named Fred Krueger (Jackie Earle Haley). Sometimes remakes don't work, and that's the case here. To compare this Freddy with Robert Englund's signature role, is unfair, but who isn't going to? Haley tries his best to come off as more of a creepy pedophile version of Freddy (they decided to go with Wes Craven's original intention, rather than the eventual -- and less offensive -- child killer they settled for with the classic Freddy). The choice of making his burns look realistic instead of the stylised burnt skin of the classic Freddy was an interesting choice, and indeed it makes Freddy seem to be a more realistic ghoul than the wise-cracking freak of the latter &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; sequels. But I had many of the same feelings with this film as I did with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; remakes. This film would have worked much better if they had transferred some of the elements here into an original film and not a remake. Freddy isn't the first or last movie monster to kill people in their dreams, so they could have gotten away with it. Well, maybe, if they had provided some victims and a final girl that I could give a crap about. But the sons and daughters of the people who killed Freddy many years ago are cardboard cut-outs, better suited to one of those awful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; sequels I mentioned. The movie almost saved itself by teasing an interesting spin to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elm Street&lt;/span&gt; mythos. What if Freddy was wrongly lynched? For a while the film casts doubts on if Freddy actually did what he was burned to death for, but the film didn't have the balls to go somewhere different and unsafe. No, let's give the viewer the familiar good vs. evil thing, and maybe wrap it up with a twist ending. Boring. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-va-w4Pok4-U/Tb_SlvDnmVI/AAAAAAAACaQ/WR4Q4K8oGrA/s1600/222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-va-w4Pok4-U/Tb_SlvDnmVI/AAAAAAAACaQ/WR4Q4K8oGrA/s200/222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602428007200823634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:22&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring: &lt;/span&gt;Mick Rossi; Robert Miano; Aaron Gallagher; Jorge A. Jimenez; Peter Dobson; Val Kilmer; Bruce Kirby; Sile Bermingham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;Phillip Guzman.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/104 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this low budget Canadian indie heist film, a tight crew of thieves rob a swank New York hotel. The 2:22 of the title is the exact time they start the job, for whatever reason. Of course, all the standard bad things manage to happen to them after pulling off the job. Rival criminals, cops, and strained loyalty within the crew. It's just as bad as every other bad rip-off of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heat&lt;/span&gt;, minus the other side of that film, that dealt with the life of the cop tracking the thieves down. Let's not even get started on the various subplots that make no sense and add nothing to the film as a whole, or the anti-climatic ending. Kilmer is all over the cover art, but is in this for about five minutes, playing a paranoid fence for the crew's spoils. I'll give him credit though. He actually tries to earn his quick paycheck here. It makes me wonder, just who is the current king of fallen-from-grace to direct-to-video stardom? Kilmer? Madsen? Cuba Gooding Jr.? Just when will Nick Cage finally drop down to that level? It can't be far off, I think. Gabriel Byrne is also in this for an even smaller cameo role as the detective tracking the crew down. He obviously didn't want to be there at all, as he adds nothing to the film. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gvr-T_6Y7gM/Tb_SmRyT0fI/AAAAAAAACag/69cNWDNSeWI/s1600/giveemhellmalone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gvr-T_6Y7gM/Tb_SmRyT0fI/AAAAAAAACag/69cNWDNSeWI/s200/giveemhellmalone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602428016523465202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give'em Hell Malone&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Thomas Jane; Ving Rhames; Elsa Pataky; French Stewart; Leland Orser; Chris Yen; William Abadie; Gregory Harrison; Doug Hutchison; Eileen Ryan; David Andriole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;Russell Mulcahy.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/96 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Jane is Malone: a ex-private detective who has become a gun-for-hire after his wife and family was gunned down. He's almost a mythical bad ass within the world he exists. After what was to be a simple retrieval job of a suitcase (a McGuffin) turns out to be a double-cross, that ends in a major bloodbath, Malone keeps the suitcase and begins to hunt down his employer and find out what the deal is. Of course, he runs into other seedy and mysterious characters along the way, some or all of which possibly wanting Malone dead. There's the crime boss (Gregory Harrison), the ex-partner turned mob heavy (Ving Rhames), the psycho firebug (Doug Hutchison), and the femme fatale (Elsa Pataky). A strange film. Like in 2005's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brick&lt;/span&gt;, the characters talk and act as if they were stuck in a 1940's noir flick, although it's obviously set in the present day. The action is so stylized, violent, comic book, and generally over-the-top, that one thinks the film is going for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sin City&lt;/span&gt; or even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shoot 'em Up&lt;/span&gt; feel to it, but then at times it feels as if they are trying to play it straight. It's a confusing balance problem that derailed the film for me a bit. To the film's credit it never stops to take a breath, and Jane and Rhames do well in their roles. But the different pieces never really fit together. The villains are lame ducks (Matchstick is pretty much a poor-man's Joker), and Elsa Pataky's female lead is a femme one wants to see become fatal sooner than later. Might be a worth a rental risk on a slow night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-342494853432782593?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/342494853432782593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=342494853432782593&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/342494853432782593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/342494853432782593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/05/capsule-film-reviews-58-nightmare-on.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #58: A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010), 2:22, and Give&apos;em Hell Malone.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hhAAAtCsC4/Tb_Sl_GFruI/AAAAAAAACaY/nXqpV9q7l08/s72-c/anightmareonelmstreet2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-7498361705735108487</id><published>2011-04-25T16:54:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T17:19:54.897-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double Feature Review'/><title type='text'>Double Feature Review: Mesrine: Part 1 - Killer Instinct and Mesrine: Part 2 - Public Enemy #1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-EsVGN7Teg/TbXWNKHyzjI/AAAAAAAACZw/tEH3sRTNOuo/s1600/mesrinepart1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-EsVGN7Teg/TbXWNKHyzjI/AAAAAAAACZw/tEH3sRTNOuo/s200/mesrinepart1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599617233248767538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesrine: Part 1 - Killer Instinct&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Vincent Cassel; Cécile De France; Gérard Depardieu; Gilles Lellouche; Roy Dupuis; Elena Anaya; Florence Thomassin; Michel Duchaussoy; Myriam Boyer; Abdelhafid Metalsi; Gilbert Sicotte; Deano Clavet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jean-François Richet&lt;br /&gt;Colour/113 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vincent Cassel plays real-life French bank robber, burglar, kidnapper, and murderer Jacques Mesrine. This first part of a two-part bio pic is based on Mesrine's own autobiography, and follows a somewhat fictionalized account of his development into a psycho, from his brutal beginnings in the French army during the Algerian War, moving his way up as a French gangster under a mob boss played by Gérard Depardieu, all the way to international fugitive and association with the French Canadian left-wing nationalist paramilitary group FLQ (Front de libération du Québec).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JO8f4qytJh0/TbXWN2l-_SI/AAAAAAAACaI/JaUymAEHpQE/s1600/mesrine002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JO8f4qytJh0/TbXWN2l-_SI/AAAAAAAACaI/JaUymAEHpQE/s200/mesrine002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599617245186555170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cassel's impressive performance keeps you watching, even though the film is slightly episodic. It essentially hits major turning points in his life, including crimes and relationships with fellow criminals and women (sometimes these were one in the same...and most were not long for this world). Mesrine was a piece of shit, but he had enough charm to sway many into thinking of him as some sort of heroic rebel and modern Robin Hood type, and Cassel manages to keep you interested in watching this maniac do horrible things. You don't get to know much about Mesrine personally -- just that he was obviously a nutcase, somewhat of an alpha male (he always attracted women it seems), and a bigot. He was also quite smart, charismatic, clever, tough, and aware of how to manipulate both people he knew, and the public in general. The action highlights here are two well-done prison break sequence near the end, and the film makes you want to see part two to find out how the story concludes. Worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CypsmBQI7s/TbXWNK8xqPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/dI_-bUHX6y0/s1600/mesrinepart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0CypsmBQI7s/TbXWNK8xqPI/AAAAAAAACZ4/dI_-bUHX6y0/s200/mesrinepart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599617233470990578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesrine: Part 2 - Public Enemy #1&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Vincent Cassel; Ludivine Sagnier; Mathieu Amalric; Samuel Le Bihan; Gérard Lanvin; Olivier Gourmet; Georges Wilson; Michel Duchaussoy; Anne Consigny; Laure Marsac; Alain Fromager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jean-François Richet&lt;br /&gt;Colour/133 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Public Enemy #1&lt;/span&gt; picks up right where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Killer Instinct&lt;/span&gt; ended, as we continue to follow international French criminal Jacques Mesrine. This film is much more disjointed and episodic as it depends more on outside accounts of his later crimes. However, it's also much more action-packed as there's less dramatic filler. We get more FLQ flirtations, a return to France, shoot-outs, bank robberies, escapes from the police, and Mesrine's increasing paranoia and belief in his own media image bullshit. We see how he eventually got to the point where the police gun him down in what may or may have not been a full-on hit, rather than an arrest attempt (the film argues hit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLdyufFLTdI/TbXWNnJCaaI/AAAAAAAACaA/PXF1v5-AD3s/s1600/mesrine001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vLdyufFLTdI/TbXWNnJCaaI/AAAAAAAACaA/PXF1v5-AD3s/s200/mesrine001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599617241038612898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like the first film, the picture does not spend a lot of time focused on Mesrine the man, and this film depends on you having watched the first part, in order to really follow what's going on. Aside from the tweaking of the facts, some events being out of order, and the fact that almost all bio pics suffer from some sort of pacing issue, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mesrine&lt;/span&gt; is an interesting and well-done gangster film, with a ballsy lead performance from Cassel, in what might go down as his best role ever when it's all said and done. Much like the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/span&gt; films, these two parts are really just one large film, thus they are best watched together as a double feature. As with part one, this a worthy (and essential) rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-7498361705735108487?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/7498361705735108487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=7498361705735108487&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7498361705735108487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/7498361705735108487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/double-feature-review-mesrine-part-1.html' title='Double Feature Review: Mesrine: Part 1 - Killer Instinct and Mesrine: Part 2 - Public Enemy #1.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q-EsVGN7Teg/TbXWNKHyzjI/AAAAAAAACZw/tEH3sRTNOuo/s72-c/mesrinepart1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8747778214623950730</id><published>2011-04-20T06:38:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:04:39.782-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Elisabeth Sladen RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDYf7ryrUY8/Ta6qiWm3PVI/AAAAAAAACZQ/ofF3USdERXk/s1600/sladen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 249px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDYf7ryrUY8/Ta6qiWm3PVI/AAAAAAAACZQ/ofF3USdERXk/s400/sladen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597598894028963154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elisabeth Sladen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 1, 1948 -- April 19, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/span&gt; (1973-1983; 2006-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;K9 and company&lt;/span&gt; (1981)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Sarah Jane Adventures &lt;/span&gt;(2007-2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8747778214623950730?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8747778214623950730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8747778214623950730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8747778214623950730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8747778214623950730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/elisabeth-sladen-rip.html' title='Elisabeth Sladen RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QDYf7ryrUY8/Ta6qiWm3PVI/AAAAAAAACZQ/ofF3USdERXk/s72-c/sladen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4305070288246411444</id><published>2011-04-17T22:04:00.013-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T08:17:46.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Halloween 2 (2009).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKpT-_PsE0/TauQ5WCtYCI/AAAAAAAACYQ/7iqoGHB8-kQ/s1600/halloween2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKpT-_PsE0/TauQ5WCtYCI/AAAAAAAACYQ/7iqoGHB8-kQ/s200/halloween2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596726276781858850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween 2&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Sheri Moon Zombie; Chase Wright Vanek; Scout Taylor-Compton; Brad Dourif; Caroline Williams; Malcolm McDowell; Tyler Mane; Dayton Callie; Richard Brake; Octavia Spencer; Danielle Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Rob Zombie.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/119 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year after the events of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween &lt;/span&gt;(2007), Laurie Strode (Scout Taylor-Compton) is trying her best to deal with the aftermath of Michael Myers murderous rampage, that left her friends and parents dead (along with many other victims). She's in therapy, and now living with Sheriff Brackett (Brad Dourif), whose daughter Annie (Danielle Harris) also survived that night. Dr. Loomis (Malcolm McDowell) also managed to survive and now has made a name for himself after writing a book about Michael Myers -- a book that essentially is exploiting the deaths of Michael's victims -- and going on tour to promote it. What nobody knows is that Myers survived being shot by Laurie and escaped. Now he's having visions/hallucinations of himself as a child and of his mother Deborah Myers (Sheri Moon Zombie) pushing him to return to Haddonfield to finish what he started. Laurie is also experiencing similar visions, which drive her deeper into depression. After reading Loomis' latest book, Laurie discovers a horrible truth: that she was born Angel Myers, Michael's sister, which causes her to try and escape her depression in a night out with some of her friends. Unknown to her, this of course sets up several new victims in Michael Myers' way, as he returns on that very same night to kill Laurie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWTRz3Y5a7M/TauU25ihSKI/AAAAAAAACZA/479W658oBGs/s1600/halloween2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VWTRz3Y5a7M/TauU25ihSKI/AAAAAAAACZA/479W658oBGs/s200/halloween2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730632817428642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpWFn34iVO0/TauUmlvksuI/AAAAAAAACYw/I4Dn8gwfdkA/s1600/halloween2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DpWFn34iVO0/TauUmlvksuI/AAAAAAAACYw/I4Dn8gwfdkA/s200/halloween2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730352625562338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not think too highly of Rob Zombie's original remake of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt;. While I think Zombie has talent, the whole point of remaking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; and in the way he did it, seemed pointless beyond a petty cash-grab. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween &lt;/span&gt;(1978) was more pure horror than it was an exploitation film. Trying to make it the latter was a mistake. Michael Myers' abusive childhood is not interesting to me. Rednecks saying "fuck" every thirty seconds is not interesting to me. Upping the gore and violence does nothing for me when you have nothing interesting to hang the cut meat upon. I guess it all boils down to this: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; is a classic film that can't be improved on as a whole. The sequels proved it. Zombie proved it. Let's move on. Well no, money talks, so here we are again. To Zombie's credit, he apparently only took on the directing job here so nobody would further fuck things up too badly. And I'll say it right now: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween 2&lt;/span&gt; is a better film than Zombie's original remake because of this. This is especially true if you watch the Director's Cut, which adds 14 minutes of extra footage (along with a slightly different ending).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y4F7kcxcxg/TauUmSUpZPI/AAAAAAAACYo/IspXia5d1fs/s1600/halloween2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6Y4F7kcxcxg/TauUmSUpZPI/AAAAAAAACYo/IspXia5d1fs/s200/halloween2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730347412350194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE-MRMIf0XA/TauUmKY2TwI/AAAAAAAACYY/1j7ew-eXjqA/s1600/halloween2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IE-MRMIf0XA/TauUmKY2TwI/AAAAAAAACYY/1j7ew-eXjqA/s200/halloween2001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730345282490114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrBJy1ez4eE/TauUmPhVlMI/AAAAAAAACYg/ajzgGIJ8h_U/s1600/halloween2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrBJy1ez4eE/TauUmPhVlMI/AAAAAAAACYg/ajzgGIJ8h_U/s200/halloween2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730346660271298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What is good here? I must admit that taking the plot of the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween 2&lt;/span&gt; (1981) -- where we pick up on the same night the original film ended, now with Myers' stalking a wounded Laurie Strode at the local hospital -- and turning this into a dream sequence, was a fun idea. I was almost fooled. I liked that Zombie really went for something more ghostly and interesting here with the whole Moody Blues &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nights in White Satin&lt;/span&gt; and the cover of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Hurts&lt;/span&gt; peeking up, and an ethereal Sheri Moon Zombie on a white horse. It's odd, and it never quite comes together, but it was something a bit better than the tired abuse subplot from the first remake. Are Laurie and Michael really seeing the ghost of their dead mother? Are they just both batshit crazy? Such psychic connections were part of the later sequels from the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;films&lt;/span&gt;, and like the hospital sequence, it was a nice nod. Also, one must thank Brad Dourif for giving us one character to really root for here. Sheriff Brackett is the real heart of this picture. A common, decent man, stuck now with two traumatized teenaged girls he can't control, and the possibility that the nightmare from a year ago will repeat itself. Dourif manages to hit all the right notes for me. By the end of the film he's the most brutalized victim out of all of that Myers' has touched, because he's still alive to remember. Here Zombie manages to bring out one perfect note of true horror beyond the visceral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyCOoWLrR54/TauUmxh8GcI/AAAAAAAACY4/QntOwiNDum4/s1600/halloween2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LyCOoWLrR54/TauUmxh8GcI/AAAAAAAACY4/QntOwiNDum4/s200/halloween2005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596730355789601218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But sadly this film falls from much of the same flaws that pulled down the original remake. Myers and his mommy issues (snore). Too much violence and too much white trash swearing, and an unreal bodycount (I realize that probably half the bodycount was in the dream sequence, but come on). I found Loomis' jerkass turn most distasteful here. I suppose that was the point, but it just feels wrong -- feel free to disagree. And what the hell was with Myers (Tyler Mane) looking like a 7-foot tall homeless Rob Zombie here? Was that some sort of joke? Really, like I said in my review of Zombie's original remake, this has all the elements of a good, modern slasher film here, but as a different film. It's just not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; (or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween 2&lt;/span&gt; for that matter). I'd actually say this is a slightly better rental than the first remake trainwreck. But what does that really say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4305070288246411444?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4305070288246411444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4305070288246411444&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4305070288246411444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4305070288246411444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/halloween-2-2009.html' title='Film Review: Halloween 2 (2009).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXKpT-_PsE0/TauQ5WCtYCI/AAAAAAAACYQ/7iqoGHB8-kQ/s72-c/halloween2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2838836254531942942</id><published>2011-04-12T13:02:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T13:28:08.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Sherlock Holmes (2009).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6CxWplpAZs/TaR7N9XUBSI/AAAAAAAACXo/N9gCj19fah0/s1600/sherlockholmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6CxWplpAZs/TaR7N9XUBSI/AAAAAAAACXo/N9gCj19fah0/s200/sherlockholmes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594732116841858338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Robert Downey Jr.; Jude Law; Rachel McAdams; Mark Strong; Eddie Marsan; Robert Maillet; Geraldine James; Kelly Reilly; William Houston; Hans Matheson; James Fox; William Hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Guy Ritchie.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/128 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When taking on the task of adapting such beloved characters as the brilliant and eccentric detective Sherlock Holmes and his friend and partner in private investigation, Dr. John Watson, you run the risk of repeating too much of what came before or going wildly too far outside established cannon to the point where things become a disgrace you can't ever apologize for. Well, I think most die hard fans (and I'm one of them) would view it this way. Casual fans are open to reinvention or re-imaging, because they don't know any better. This is true with every beloved work of fiction, no matter what the source. There's an army of dedicated fans out there that want to let you know they have their knives sharpened in case you slip up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Ritchie jumped into that pool of sharks with this entry in a long line of Sherlock Holmes adaptations. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's original cannon of fifty-six short stories and four novels have been followed by hundreds of adaptations on film, television, stage, in print, on radio, and even in board and video games. Basil Rathbone is the most well-known of the early big screen Holmes, appearing in two films for 20th Century Fox and thirteen others for Universal with Nigel Bruce, who is infamous for playing a much dumbed-down and inept version of Dr. Watson compared to the original stories. Holmes has been parodied in Billy Wilder's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Private Life of Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; (1970). He's been taken much more seriously in such films as 1965's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Study in Terror&lt;/span&gt; and 1979's team up of Christopher Plummer and James Mason, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Murder by Decree&lt;/span&gt;, where the heroic duo hunt for Jack the Ripper. Even Hammer took a stab in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hound of the Baskervilles&lt;/span&gt; (1959), where my personal favourite Holmes was played by Peter Cushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the more adventurous adaptations have seen Holmes and Watson as schoolboys pitted against Holmes' fencing instructor, who later goes on to become Holmes' most well-known foe, Moriarty (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;, 1985). In the 1976 film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Seven-Per-Cent Solution&lt;/span&gt;, Holmes' hinted at drug problems from the original stories take center stage, as Watson and Sigmund Freud try and treat him for cocaine addiction. Here Sherlock's rivalry with Professor Moriarty is created by his own subconscious in order to deal with childhood trauma. The 1988 film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Without a Clue &lt;/span&gt;has Ben Kingsley's Dr. Watson as the real detective, hiring a washed-up actor in Michael Caine to stand in as Holmes for the public, as Holmes is merely a fictional creation the doctor has hid behind in the accounts of his adventures. Jeremy Brett played the detective in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt;, which was a much loved series of TV adaptations. Each adaptation has its fans and detractors. I'm much more a fan of what fits in with cannon and the general feel of the original stories. I find such nonsense as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Young Sherlock Holmes&lt;/span&gt; to be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsgTS5mFbsE/TaR7OI6yb0I/AAAAAAAACYA/oUP9rNa1Qzc/s1600/sherlockholmes003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CsgTS5mFbsE/TaR7OI6yb0I/AAAAAAAACYA/oUP9rNa1Qzc/s200/sherlockholmes003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594732119943442242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08Z-KY3epJo/TaR7OyCWvBI/AAAAAAAACYI/FlQTMhboDKE/s1600/sherlockholmes004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08Z-KY3epJo/TaR7OyCWvBI/AAAAAAAACYI/FlQTMhboDKE/s200/sherlockholmes004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594732130981035026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so here we are with Guy Ritchie's big, stylish recreation. Holmes and Watson (Robert Downey Jr. and Jude Law) investigate a series of occult-related murders connected to one Lord Blackwood (Mark Strong), who appears to have managed to come back from the dead, and is using his dark arts to attempt an overthrow of the British Empire. What do they get right? First off they wisely place this several years into Holmes' and Waston's career together, so they do have cannon to refer to and draw on. Holmes depression and drug addiction and Watson's search for a wife and his gambling problems are touched on. No need for some shitty origin story. And it makes the appearance of Rachel McAdams' Irene Adler (the only woman who has ever out-witted Holmes -- twice) seem like an understandable shock to a Holmes who is deeply in depression and drug addiction at this point. It's too bad it sadly spirals to a typical love interest angle. Watson is becoming more and more annoyed by Holmes and his weird behaviour, and wants to move out to marry the love of his life Mary Morstan. Holmes feels betrayed. And there's the first real missed step: bringing up the gay lovers angle. A common ghost that has haunted both characters, often coming from the minds of the common illiterate dunce, unfamiliar with Victorian social norms, and in full-on homosexual adaptations for years, most being tongue-in-cheek. Oh, it's so cute in this day and age to hint that two men sharing a flat must have been horny for each other. Let's grow up and get over the bromance shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2PTvwwjtZM/TaR7OPN-SaI/AAAAAAAACX4/SWXMIb4wd9g/s1600/sherlockholmes002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H2PTvwwjtZM/TaR7OPN-SaI/AAAAAAAACX4/SWXMIb4wd9g/s200/sherlockholmes002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594732121634523554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Continuing on, the characterization of Holmes doesn't feel right. Sure, Downey gives a nice performance, but it's not Holmes. Too flamboyant in the wrong ways, and far too pathetic even at his worst moments. And he really doesn't look the part. Too foppy. Sorry, but for me that is important with this character. Jude Law's Watson, while thankfully smart and tough, is also far too lean, and smiles far too much. The villain, Lord Blackwood (come on, really no better name could be thought of?), at least adds in an interesting spin. Does he really have supernatural powers? One would hope not, and part of the fun is having Holmes do away with any such possibility with his cold logic and reason. It's nice that they kept Moriarty in the background here. In somewhat of a retcon by Doyle, he and Holmes waged a secret war in the original stories, with Moriarty only actually meeting Holmes in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Final Problem&lt;/span&gt; as a perfect device for killing Holmes off...for a while. Later adaptations helped cement him as one of the greatest fictional villains ever. We'll see how he comes off in the sequel, I'm guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfx9LOvpjG8/TaR7N83zubI/AAAAAAAACXw/j2KusvwnIpo/s1600/sherlockholmes001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dfx9LOvpjG8/TaR7N83zubI/AAAAAAAACXw/j2KusvwnIpo/s200/sherlockholmes001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594732116709718450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally the most obvious flaw: it's a Guy Ritchie film. The entire film is just a bit too slick and bit too action packed. While Holmes could get physical when needed, this Victorian &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt; shit is just that: shit. It sucks too, because for the first time Guy Ritchie's use of slow-motion, where we get a look at Holmes brain in action, actually feels like a good use of the technique from him. Is it a horrible failure as a Holmes adaptation? No, but it's not a very good one. It is a fun, and often funny action film with touches of mystery, that sadly falls short of what it could have been. Okay rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2838836254531942942?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2838836254531942942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2838836254531942942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2838836254531942942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2838836254531942942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/04/film-review-sherlock-holmes-2009.html' title='Film Review: Sherlock Holmes (2009).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6CxWplpAZs/TaR7N9XUBSI/AAAAAAAACXo/N9gCj19fah0/s72-c/sherlockholmes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4678333535488933371</id><published>2011-03-25T10:43:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T06:28:53.456-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #57: Predators, The Expendables, and Pig Hunt.</title><content type='html'>Continuing to slash through my review queue backlog. I'm thinking two to three more parts before I get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0L-D6YtYBXo/TYylHnr3p0I/AAAAAAAACXA/5MwTGzU4Cuo/s1600/predators.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0L-D6YtYBXo/TYylHnr3p0I/AAAAAAAACXA/5MwTGzU4Cuo/s200/predators.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588022787990595394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Predators&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Adrien Brody; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Topher&lt;/span&gt; Grace; Alice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Braga&lt;/span&gt;; Walton &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goggins&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Oleg&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Taktarov&lt;/span&gt;; Laurence &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fishburne&lt;/span&gt;; Danny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Trejo&lt;/span&gt;; Louis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Ozawa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Changchien&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mahershalalhashbaz&lt;/span&gt; Ali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Nimród&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Antal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/107 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of assorted mercenaries and other professional killer types (and one odd man out --  a doctor) are dropped on an alien world with no memory of how they got there. After some tense moments between the group, as they are quick to be suspicious of each other, they soon discover they have been abducted and placed on an alien game preserve as prey for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;everyones&lt;/span&gt; favourite race of alien hunters, the Predators. Now they must pull together as they are picked off one by one. As much as I like the original film and the sequel, this is the real sequel to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Predator&lt;/span&gt; I think most people wanted. It doesn't change up the formula, it doesn't dump on all of this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien vs Predator&lt;/span&gt; mythology bullshit, that has ruined both respective &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;franchises&lt;/span&gt; for the true fans for years now. It's fast, brutal, simple and brainless, but not without a few nice little twists and turns of its own. It plays like a lesser remake of the first film but it gets back to the basics that we want: hunters and the hunted. The cast doesn't quite hold up to Arnold Schwarzenegger's original group of tough guys, but who can? The actors all do well with what they are given, and Adrien Brody is good enough an actor that he makes the transition to ass-kicker, and manages to carry the film. Worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng8TgvGFb_w/TYykV0IIxNI/AAAAAAAACW4/Wj_QZUOLqqw/s1600/theexpendables.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng8TgvGFb_w/TYykV0IIxNI/AAAAAAAACW4/Wj_QZUOLqqw/s200/theexpendables.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588021932336923858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Expendables&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Sylvester Stallone; Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Statham&lt;/span&gt;; Jet Li; Dolph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Lundgren&lt;/span&gt;; Eric Roberts; Randy Couture; Steve Austin; David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Zayas&lt;/span&gt;; Giselle &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Itié&lt;/span&gt;; Charisma Carpenter; Gary Daniels; Terry Crews; Mickey Rourke; Bruce Willis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Sylvester Stallone.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/103 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we need to know the story here? In real life Stallone pulled together an ensemble group of past and present action movie stars, for this film about Stallone's character putting together a group of mercenaries. The mission? Overthrow one of those stock Latin American dictators with the help of the rebel underground the dictator's daughter is part of. Really the film is an excuse to write a big dumb love letter to the action movie peak of the 80s, which made the careers of many of the cast. So really, this film is designed for a specific fan base. If you have no love for films like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First Blood&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cobra&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tango and Cash&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Commando&lt;/span&gt;, and the like, you'll want to stay away from this. But you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt; knew that. However, those coming in expecting some sort of perfect &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;combination&lt;/span&gt; of all of those films will probably be let down. There's not enough action. I could have used a little more ass-kicking from our band of heroes. But there's a bit too much plot and a bit too much talking. It hurt the pacing for me. I mean, Mickey Rourke's little bit about a dark secret from his past, Dolph &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Lundgren's&lt;/span&gt; drug problems, and Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Statham&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;defending&lt;/span&gt; the honor of his girlfriend were all well done, but they were distracting. Still, when the action comes, it delivers in spades and overall the film is a big, dumb, fun macho buddy film...but it could have been much better. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oox1gAXIyU/TYykVJaWryI/AAAAAAAACWo/mAfzea1INE8/s1600/pighunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2oox1gAXIyU/TYykVJaWryI/AAAAAAAACWo/mAfzea1INE8/s200/pighunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588021920870608674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pig Hunt&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Travis Aaron Wade; Tina Huang; Howard Johnson Jr.; Trevor Bullock; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Rajiv&lt;/span&gt; Shah; Jason Foster; Nick &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Tagas&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Bryonn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Bain&lt;/span&gt;; Christina McKay; Charlie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Musselwhite&lt;/span&gt;; Les &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Claypool&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; James Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/99 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4y1RAX677FM/TYyj9zpzCAI/AAAAAAAACWg/zb0Azk2p188/s1600/pighunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A group of friends go for a weekend of pig hunting and relaxation in the middle of redneck nowhere, where they soon run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;afoul&lt;/span&gt; of the locals. However, they discover that possible &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deliverance&lt;/span&gt; moments turn out to be the least of their worries. They also encounter a murderous hippie-like cult, mostly made up of young women that consider clothing optional, as well as a ton and a half giant man-eating boar they feed and let loose on any unfortunate people who happen to trespass into their territory. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pig Hunt&lt;/span&gt; is a bit of a let down. Sure, you've got some pretty decent effects for the actual monster boar, and they wisely keep it off screen for most of the film. And there's the already mentioned naked cult babes. So far, the film seems like it knows what I like. However, I just didn't give a damn about the one-note redneck villains or the one-note main characters, and the film never really delivers on what it promises. At least not enough. The film needed less plot and more giant-boar-killing-idiots action. It needed more lesbian cult bathing scenes. It seems like they were trying too hard to make this film more than the gory &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaws&lt;/span&gt; rip-off film this should have been. Worth renting, but only if there's nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4678333535488933371?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4678333535488933371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4678333535488933371&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4678333535488933371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4678333535488933371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/03/capsule-film-reviews-57-rotund-rental.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #57: Predators, The Expendables, and Pig Hunt.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0L-D6YtYBXo/TYylHnr3p0I/AAAAAAAACXA/5MwTGzU4Cuo/s72-c/predators.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-6874937210046140717</id><published>2011-03-17T17:37:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:04:17.994-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Michael Gough RIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZM3JnV09SA/TYJxRjD5OyI/AAAAAAAACVw/hDk9W0M56iU/s1600/HorrorHospital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZM3JnV09SA/TYJxRjD5OyI/AAAAAAAACVw/hDk9W0M56iU/s400/HorrorHospital.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585151034176125730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Michael Gough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November 23, 1916 -- March 17, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horror of Dracula &lt;/span&gt;(1958)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horrors of the Black Museum &lt;/span&gt;(1959)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Phantom of the Opera &lt;/span&gt;(1962)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dr. Terror's House of Horrors &lt;/span&gt;(1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Skull &lt;/span&gt;(1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horror Hospital &lt;/span&gt;(1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Boys From Brazil &lt;/span&gt;(1978)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batman &lt;/span&gt;(1989)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleepy Hollow &lt;/span&gt;(1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-6874937210046140717?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/6874937210046140717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=6874937210046140717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6874937210046140717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6874937210046140717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/03/michael-gough-rip.html' title='Michael Gough RIP'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QZM3JnV09SA/TYJxRjD5OyI/AAAAAAAACVw/hDk9W0M56iU/s72-c/HorrorHospital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-6274231794184092750</id><published>2011-03-07T09:45:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T06:30:05.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #56: Toolbox Murders (2004), Dead Birds, Frankenfish, Adam and Evil, and Switch Killer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McF9OBX77Tk/TXTjBjbhkXI/AAAAAAAACVo/tKyHlBnbJ1M/s1600/toolboxmurders.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McF9OBX77Tk/TXTjBjbhkXI/AAAAAAAACVo/tKyHlBnbJ1M/s200/toolboxmurders.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581335454048948594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toolbox Murders &lt;/span&gt;(2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Angela Bettis; Brent Roam; Marco Rodriguez; Rance Howard; Juliet Landau; Adam&lt;br /&gt;Gierasch; Greg Travis; Chris Doyle; Adam Weisman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Tobe Hooper.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young couple, Nell and Steven Barrows (Angela Bettis and Brent Roam), move into a rundown Hollywood hotel called Lusman Arms. The place has a bad history of its residents disappearing. Nell suspects someone or something is lurking in the building and starts to investigate. Not a remake of the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Toolbox Murders&lt;/span&gt; from 1978, but rather Tobe Hooper's re-imaging. More of a gory supernatural mystery with slasher overtones then just a grind house slasher like the original. It reads on paper like a bad idea, but it actually turns out to be a manic and gory ride. This low budgeter is not going to set your world on fire, but the film features a solid cast and a promising return to form for Hopper, whose last really good film was probably &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lifeforce&lt;/span&gt; from 1985, or the 1986 sequel to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Texas Chain Saw Massacre&lt;/span&gt;. Sadly this film only received limited release, was cut to get an R rating, and didn't really do anything for his career. Worth renting however.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjX6BMpjPQo/TXTjAYRHbOI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ebWJCCkwFfc/s1600/deadbirds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kjX6BMpjPQo/TXTjAYRHbOI/AAAAAAAACVQ/ebWJCCkwFfc/s200/deadbirds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581335433872633058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Birds&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Henry Thomas; Patrick Fugit; Nicki Aycox; Michael Shannon; Muse Watson; Mark&lt;br /&gt;Boone Junior; Isaiah Washington; Harris Mann; Melanie Abramoff; Donna Biscoe; Brian Bremer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Alex Turner.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/91 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped by an escaped slave and an army nurse, a group of Confederate soldiers knock off a bank and attempt to steal a large amount of rebel gold. Things go wrong and they find themselves on the run with the gold. They decided to hold up in an abandoned mansion for the night. The in-fighting between the members of the group soon seems secondary as things begin to go bump in the night. Strange ghosts and monsters appear and start to pick them off. This is a nice little low budget Civil War era haunted house story, with Lovecraftian overtones, and some gory fun. I actually really liked it after I figured out just what the fuck was going on (for the most part). It builds well and delivers the goods in the final third. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_IDsGlBhHQ/TXTjAw8EJoI/AAAAAAAACVY/_PvBQo4DhaQ/s1600/frankenfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i_IDsGlBhHQ/TXTjAw8EJoI/AAAAAAAACVY/_PvBQo4DhaQ/s200/frankenfish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581335440495224450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frankenfish&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Tory Kittles; K.D. Aubert; China Chow; Matthew Rauch; Donna Biscoe; Tomas Arana;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Boone, Jr.; Reggie Lee; Noelle Evans; Richard Edson; Muse Watson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Mark A.Z. Dippé.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/84 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An okay-looking genetically engineered breed of CGI monster fish (based on real life snakehead fish) chomp down on stupid people in the swamp. You've seen one of these SyFy "monsters attack humans" specials, you've seen them all, but this at least lives up to the more decent side of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaws&lt;/span&gt; rip-off genres standards, even if it doesn't improve on them. When it comes to these SyFy specials that they crap out every minute, you could do A LOT worse. Rent it on a slow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3o0Qqzr2w_Y/TXTi_w8Wl7I/AAAAAAAACVI/6CvmrUTvPQI/s1600/adam%2526evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3o0Qqzr2w_Y/TXTi_w8Wl7I/AAAAAAAACVI/6CvmrUTvPQI/s200/adam%2526evil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581335423316563890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adam and Evil&lt;/span&gt; (2004)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Sean Arnfinson; Lynsey Brothers; Erica Cerra; James Clayton; Jeffrey Fisher; Jodie&lt;br /&gt;Graham; Brody Harms; Barbara Kottmeier; Terran Orletsky; Tiffany Paterson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Andrew Van Slee.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/90 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddly-titled slasher in the woods film (one of the characters is named Adam... but it's not like he actually matters too much story-wise), isn't the worst I've ever seen, but isn't exactly something I'd consider worth seeing. You know the drill: sexy young adults, an isolated location, and a masked someone determined to killify them all in various gory ways. Red herrings abound. Poor acting overall. Not enough blood and tits to keep it interesting (more tease then sleaze). Don't even ask about the acting or story. Thank you, drive through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpR3QU9gY3o/TXTjBcTIPII/AAAAAAAACVg/EJfJNwa5VLw/s1600/switchkiller.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vpR3QU9gY3o/TXTjBcTIPII/AAAAAAAACVg/EJfJNwa5VLw/s200/switchkiller.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581335452134685826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Switch Killer&lt;/span&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Cara Jo Basso; Eric Bishop; Monique Chachere; Alix Agar; Susan Blonsky; Jennifer&lt;br /&gt;Autry; Amy Desta; James Tamis; Drew Lepkowski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Mack Hail.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/85 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting concept for a slasher film that is railroaded by a low budget, HORRID acting, pacing and writing. A crazy gets a sex change and tracks down his ex-girlfriend, who has become a stripper and muff-diver. There are a lot of very naked strippers being stalked and killed in this one, however, most of them actually look like real life strippers, if you get my drift... all plastic tits and stretch marks. Yummy. The movie trys to make you believe at first that the killer is female, but it's so painfully obvious that it is a dude in drag that it falls flat. Also known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Transamerican Killer&lt;/span&gt; for some stupid reason. Pass on this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-6274231794184092750?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/6274231794184092750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=6274231794184092750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6274231794184092750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6274231794184092750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/03/capsule-film-reviews-56-rotund-rental.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #56: Toolbox Murders (2004), Dead Birds, Frankenfish, Adam and Evil, and Switch Killer.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-McF9OBX77Tk/TXTjBjbhkXI/AAAAAAAACVo/tKyHlBnbJ1M/s72-c/toolboxmurders.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-6710110777595045179</id><published>2011-03-06T11:35:00.011-04:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T16:48:20.294-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #55: Road Kill, Wrong Turn 3, and Get Him to the Greek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfOMXi3G0cw/TXOrKh0NQiI/AAAAAAAACVA/X2tE6XWrYLM/s1600/roadkill.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfOMXi3G0cw/TXOrKh0NQiI/AAAAAAAACVA/X2tE6XWrYLM/s200/roadkill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580992560606560802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Road Kill&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Xavier Samuel; Bob Morley; Georgina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haig&lt;/span&gt;; Sophie Lowe; David Argue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Dean Francis.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/90 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four friends on a camping trip in the Australian outback are run off the road by a Road Train, which  is the name given to large diesel trucks that haul two or more trailers, usually with two drivers. As they crawl out of the wreck that was their jeep, one of them injured badly, they notice the Road Train has stopped off in the distance. They decide investigate only to find the truck abandoned. After hearing gun shots, one of the two drivers comes out of the desert, shooting at them and screaming like a nut case, apparently having just killed his co-pilot. They take off in his truck in an effort to escape. They intend to get to the next town but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; strange happens to them as they ride in the truck. Some sort of supernatural influence starts to take them over one by one and play them against each other. There's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; very wrong happening inside those trailers the Road Train is hauling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Road Kill&lt;/span&gt; (also known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Road Train&lt;/span&gt;) is a surreal and effective little minimalist supernatural romp; yet another in a growing list of impressive genre films coming from down under. At times it perhaps tries too hard to be weird for the sake of being weird, but generally I liked it. It takes the already established internal conflicts between the characters (essentially a love triangle with an unsuspecting fourth wheel) and plays them off on each other. The truck seems to need blood and it seems to need a driver. Who will be food and who will take the wheel? The acting is good considering that the cast are required to go bug nuts crazy after spending only moments around the truck. David Argue, who some may remember from 1984's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Razorback&lt;/span&gt;, is great in his brief time as the previous driver. While making us wonder who will survive and what will be left of them, the film peppers the viewer with grue, impressive Australian scenery, hallucinations, and more questions than answers. In fact, if anything, the film gives too much away. I think we never needed to see what was in those trailers. Some may be put off by the weird and unexplained, and the fact that one character is pretty dumb for still being in love with an obviously &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;possessed&lt;/span&gt; and dangerous former lover, but I think it's still quite a worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN2f0CoKQ4o/TXOrKdIKdOI/AAAAAAAACU4/aSfnNNk6NKU/s1600/wrongturn3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vN2f0CoKQ4o/TXOrKdIKdOI/AAAAAAAACU4/aSfnNNk6NKU/s200/wrongturn3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580992559348085986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong Turn 3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Left for Dead&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Tom Frederic; Janet Montgomery; Gil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Kolirin&lt;/span&gt;; Christian Contreras; Jake Curran; Tom&lt;br /&gt;McKay; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chucky&lt;/span&gt; Venice; Tamer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Hassan&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Declan&lt;/span&gt; O'Brien.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/92 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wrong Turn&lt;/span&gt;. I quite liked the second one... maybe even a bit more than the first, but this one got everything wrong. Instead of boring you with the plot here's some random thoughts I had: There's only two mutants, and one of them is a useless child &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;mutie&lt;/span&gt;? No, no, no, we need a family of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;muties&lt;/span&gt; picking off a proper busload of cons, not two picking off a handful. Did they actually try to build sympathy for the mutant dad because the normal people snuffed out his son? Come on, nobody bought it, and neither did the film makers, who pretty much dropped the idea half way through anyway. Suddenly enraged daddy quickly seemed to calm back down to being just normally cannibalistic daddy pretty quickly. They really didn't use their budget to full effect on this one. Apparently horrible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CGI&lt;/span&gt; gore is more important than decent pacing and writing. THEY SHOWED THE KILLER IN THE OPENING ACT! Why was there an undercover cop in this if he wasn't going to do anything but have his face &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;CGI'ed&lt;/span&gt; off? One moment that hot deputy is sitting in her truck. Moments later she's hanging around bloody and nude, dying in some ill-advised rip-off of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hostel&lt;/span&gt;. They actually do show her being molested in a deleted scene, but that doesn't count. I think the only thing I liked about this film was the overly evil lead prisoner. He was a total dick.Yeah, they really shouldn't make another one... but that tacked on "oh right, it's a horror movie, so let's add a twist...no, two twists!" ending doesn't bode well. Not really worth your time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9rihsgq2Go/TXOrKB_buFI/AAAAAAAACUw/7U6xIhBEpEc/s1600/gethimtothegreek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r9rihsgq2Go/TXOrKB_buFI/AAAAAAAACUw/7U6xIhBEpEc/s200/gethimtothegreek.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580992552063711314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Get Him to the Greek&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Jonah Hill; Russell Brand; Elisabeth Moss; Rose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Byrne&lt;/span&gt;; Sean Combs; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Colm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Meaney&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Nicholas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Stoller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/109 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Minites&lt;/span&gt;/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this semi-sequel to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forgetting Sarah Marshall&lt;/span&gt; Johna Hill plays Aaron Green, a meek record company intern at Pinnacle Records, which is losing money. After pitching an idea to head of the company, Sergio Roma (Sean "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Diddy&lt;/span&gt;" Combs) to have fallen-from-grace rock star Aldous Snow (Russell Brand) play at the Greek Theatre, Aaron is tasked with getting Aldous there in one piece, as the rock star has relapsed into drug use and self-destructive behaviour after his last album was a critical failure and his marriage to pop star Jackie Q (Rose &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Byrne&lt;/span&gt;) ends. Aaron soon finds himself being pulled into the rock star's inner circle and controlled by Aldous, in a string of missed flights, drunken binges and sex with strange women. If he can not manage to assert himself soon, the concert will not happen, something Aldous is counting on. Hill and Brand make a pretty good on-screen duo. Hill's character is smart, sensitive and just in need of some self confidence. Brand's Aldous Snow is a perfect role for him, and he plays up the comedic, over-the-top, self-destructive rock star character to perfection. Most of the laughs come from the two leads playing off of each other, getting into weird situations, and the crazy characters they cross paths with, including a very good &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Colm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Meaney&lt;/span&gt; playing Aldous' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mooching&lt;/span&gt; father, and real life stars like Lars Ulrich as Jackie Q's new lover. Sean Combs somehow manages to be really good here, too. The film only lags when the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;raunch&lt;/span&gt; and slap-stick dies down for heart-felt scenes of self-introspection and recovered relationships. This is one film that didn't need that sort of muck. Still, the laughs manage to shout-down the snores. Worthy rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-6710110777595045179?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/6710110777595045179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=6710110777595045179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6710110777595045179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6710110777595045179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/03/capsule-film-reviews-55-rotund-rental.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #55: Road Kill, Wrong Turn 3, and Get Him to the Greek.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfOMXi3G0cw/TXOrKh0NQiI/AAAAAAAACVA/X2tE6XWrYLM/s72-c/roadkill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8128811573534128013</id><published>2011-02-21T13:13:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T06:32:45.947-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #54: Red, Red Hill, Mirrors 2, Hatchet II, and Ong Bak 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjnwmLHq1Ow/TWKfBGCwfII/AAAAAAAACUg/O4tMfzkI7K4/s1600/red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjnwmLHq1Ow/TWKfBGCwfII/AAAAAAAACUg/O4tMfzkI7K4/s200/red.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576194129788959874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Bruce Willis; Mary-Louise Parker; John Malkovich; Helen Mirren; Karl Urban; Morgan Freeman; Brian Cox; Rebecca Pidgeon; Ernest Borgnine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Robert Schwentke.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/111 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a DC comic. Willis is a retired CIA super agent (thus "RED": Retired, Extremely Dangerous) who is leading a dull and lonely life, trying to spark a romance with the customer service girl working for his pension office (Mary-Louise Parker). One night he's attacked by a team of assassins. He kills the lot and hooks up with his retired and terminally ill mentor (Morgan Freeman) and assorted other retired agents and killers (Malkovich; Mirren; Cox) to discover who is after him and why. It turns out it's his former employer, the CIA, cleaning up something from its past. Karl Urban is the stoic CIA agent sent to take Willis and co. down. Lightweight, full of action, and obviously over-the-top, the film focuses on comedy and great actors having a lot of fun. In general the film works as a breezy action comedy, with some cute character moments. A real highlight is the knock-down-drag-out fight between Willis and Urban in the offices of the CIA. I was not expecting thought-provoking drama or a tight suspense picture, so I enjoyed myself. Willis is perfect for these tough straight man roles, and Parker is goofy and fun. It's great to see Borgnine still working. Perhaps the only real problem is that Freeman, Cox, and Mirren have very little to do, where as Malkovich is all over the place in his supporting role as a paranoid conspiracy nut. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql4tq0r0Li0/TWKfBoSbumI/AAAAAAAACUo/0D1tWkQHSXo/s1600/redhill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ql4tq0r0Li0/TWKfBoSbumI/AAAAAAAACUo/0D1tWkQHSXo/s200/redhill.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576194138981513826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Hill&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Ryan Kwanten; Steve Bisley; Tommy Lewis; Claire van der Boom; Christopher Davis; Kevin Harrington; Richard Sutherland; Ken Radley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Patrick Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in the rural Australia, Ryan Kwanten plays Shane Cooper, the young city police officer who relocates to the quiet town of Red Hill, with his pregnant wife, in order to settle down a bit. However, he finds out that unfriendly fellow officers and a hard ass boss (Steve Bisley as police chief "Old Bill") are the least of his worries when a convicted murderer called Jimmy Conway (Tom E. Lewis) makes a dramatic escape from prison and heads to Red Hill to take cold and deadly revenge on the police chief and everyone else he feels wronged him. A really good thriller that plays like a western, the film builds some good tension as we watch the sly cat and mouse games Conway plays with the police as he fearlessly assaults the town alone, bent on his revenge. Cooper can see something else is going on between Conway and the police that is being kept secret, and he intends to get to bottom of it if he can survive the night. The film almost tricks you into thinking this is a standard slasher film of sorts. Conway, dressed up like a cowboy from hell, half of his face badly scarred with burns, he looks like an iconic movie killer in the slasher mold. Moody and solidly acted. I personally found the film did a good job of keeping its secrets, and even when I discovered them for myself half way though, I still wanted to watch everything play out. A very worthy rental. I plan on owning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukUva0Pu1YM/TWKfA7l7MFI/AAAAAAAACUQ/OJp646vqKAo/s1600/mirrors2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ukUva0Pu1YM/TWKfA7l7MFI/AAAAAAAACUQ/OJp646vqKAo/s200/mirrors2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576194126983671890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrors 2&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Nick Stahl; Emmanuelle Vaugier; Evan Jones; Christy Carlson Romano; William Katt; Lawrence Turner; Stephanie Honore; Jon Michael Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Víctor García.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/86 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large mirror from the haunted Mayflower Department Store of the first film is used to decorate the new store being opened in New Orleans. When the first security guard badly maims himself with glass, the owner Jack Matheson (William Katt) hires his son Max (Nick Stahl) to fill the position in an attempt to give him some purpose in his life, after losing his fiancée in a serious car accident a year previous. Max starts to see visions of a dead girl in the mirror, who shows him the people working there being brutally murdered. These nasty fates begin to come true. Jack discovers that the girl is a former employee who went missing. What is the connection between the dead girl and these people? Is she taking revenge upon them from beyond the grave? Jack is determined to get to the bottom of it. This sequel to the Alexandre Aja directed original, which was a significantly changed remake of the South Korean film &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Into the Mirror&lt;/span&gt;, actually plays much closer to the South Korean original. It's essentially just a fairly well-done direct-to-video supernatural slasher film, with a bit of mystery jammed in there. The acting is competent, the effects are acceptable, and the story is very by-the-numbers and predictable. But hey, there's some nudity! It does not have the budget or the style Aja's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mirrors&lt;/span&gt; did, but you could do a lot worse than this one when diving into the rental shark tank. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ss9z3OIRuQ/TWKfAuYnvNI/AAAAAAAACUI/3LO0CpJFYRg/s1600/hatchet2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5Ss9z3OIRuQ/TWKfAuYnvNI/AAAAAAAACUI/3LO0CpJFYRg/s200/hatchet2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576194123438210258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hatchet II&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Danielle Harris; Tony Todd; Kane Hodder; Parry Shen; Tom Holland; R.A. Mihailoff; AJ Bowen; Alexis Peters; Ed Ackerman; David Foy; Colton Dunn; Rick McCallum; John Carl Buechler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Adam Green.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/89 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up on the same night the first film ends, the final girl (this time played by genre vet Danielle Harris) who survived the rampage of hulking, deformed undead killer Victor Crowley, tracks down the help of con man Reverend Zombie (Tony Todd) in order to send Crowley to his final resting place and recover the bodies of her father and brother. Zombie, convinced he can kill Crowley for good (who is cursed to come back to physical life every night) by taking his head, and thus opening up the swamp for his tour boat business, hires some local hunters and trackers to help them. I personally had little love for the first film. Too much gravy, not enough meat. But here Adam Green gives us the first film over again, but with amped up gore, fun, and more interesting characters to watch get torn into piles of gore. As I said, the film generally just seems to be more fun, and Crowley's back story is fleshed out. While still not a great film, it's entertaining with some cool kills (the scene involving two victims having sex is a stand-out mix of sick humor and gross-out shock). Strangely enough, Crowley himself is even more of a background element here than in the previous film. Spot the Lloyd Kaufman cameo and a sly wink to Green's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frozen&lt;/span&gt;. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGdNtD3g-yk/TWKfBN_P5AI/AAAAAAAACUY/ia6ezbJFJ-0/s1600/OngBak3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGdNtD3g-yk/TWKfBN_P5AI/AAAAAAAACUY/ia6ezbJFJ-0/s200/OngBak3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576194131921724418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak 3&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Tony Jaa; Primrata Det-Udom; Dan Chupong; Sarunyu Wongkrajang; Nirutti Sirijanya; Petchtai Wongkamlao; Chumphorn Thepphithak; Supakorn Kitsuwon; Sorapong Chatree; Santisuk Promsiri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Tony Jaa and Panna Rittikrai.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/99 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to tell you the story here. Sometimes one can get the gist of what's going on, but for the most part, this direct sequel to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak 2&lt;/span&gt;, which picks up right after the previous film ends, is a mish-mash of bad acting, horrible writing, and Buddhism. What made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak 2&lt;/span&gt; interesting pretty much ruins this film: far too much talking and attempts at concluding the story in some epic way; insertion of too much silly supernatural nonsense; and the unforgivable sin of cutting back the martial arts action scenes as mere window dressing. The film looks good, Tony Jaa is still awesome when he's kicking ass, and this film does up the brutality and blood quite a bit, but the attempts at an epic story generally hamstrings this film before it ever gets a chance to get going. It does do some nice subtle connections to the first film, which confirms that Jaa's character in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak&lt;/span&gt; is a reincarnation of his character in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak 2&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak 3&lt;/span&gt;, but it's not enough. Skip this one, watch the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ong Bak&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8128811573534128013?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8128811573534128013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8128811573534128013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8128811573534128013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8128811573534128013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/02/capsule-film-reviews-54-rotund-rental.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #54: Red, Red Hill, Mirrors 2, Hatchet II, and Ong Bak 3.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gjnwmLHq1Ow/TWKfBGCwfII/AAAAAAAACUg/O4tMfzkI7K4/s72-c/red.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2219595846768356784</id><published>2011-02-07T11:01:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:05:07.114-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Tura Satana RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVAKJ-bTq9I/AAAAAAAACSA/0D4bR-gf7J0/s1600/TuraSatana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVAKJ-bTq9I/AAAAAAAACSA/0D4bR-gf7J0/s400/TuraSatana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570963905549937618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tura Satana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(July 10, 1938 -- February 4, 2011)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!&lt;/span&gt; (1965)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Astro-Zombies&lt;/span&gt; (1968)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2219595846768356784?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2219595846768356784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2219595846768356784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2219595846768356784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2219595846768356784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/02/rip-tura-satana.html' title='Tura Satana RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVAKJ-bTq9I/AAAAAAAACSA/0D4bR-gf7J0/s72-c/TuraSatana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-5671151771404996644</id><published>2011-02-07T09:30:00.020-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T06:34:25.177-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #53: The Wolfman (2010), The Horseman, Dark House, The Wild Hunt, and The Road.</title><content type='html'>I know I've not been updating more than a couple of times a month (this post is the first in series that shall attempt to fill-in those gaps). Mostly this is due to lack of time and the fact that my computer (almost 10 years old now) is dying a slow, painful death. I hope to purchase a new computer soon, and my personal life is thankfully becoming less hectic as of late, so I should be able to get back to posting more soon. I have been writing stuff in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preparation&lt;/span&gt; for planned "theme months", where I'd have a Japanese Samurai month; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Spaghetti&lt;/span&gt; Western month; Martial Arts  month; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Blaxploitation&lt;/span&gt; month; and a Roger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Corman&lt;/span&gt; month. It would be a mix of capsule reviews, full-length reviews and DVD Spotlight reviews. We'll see how it goes. Thanks to you, my readers/followers for sticking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBBeE1xZI/AAAAAAAACUA/Qx32wM3fSJw/s1600/thewolfman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBBeE1xZI/AAAAAAAACUA/Qx32wM3fSJw/s200/thewolfman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024232566343058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wolfman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Benicio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Toro&lt;/span&gt;; Anthony Hopkins; Emily Blunt; Hugo Weaving; Geraldine Chaplin; Art &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Malik&lt;/span&gt;; Antony Sher; David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Schofield&lt;/span&gt;; Simon &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Merrells&lt;/span&gt;; Cristina &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Contes&lt;/span&gt;; Michael Cronin; Nicholas Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Joe Johnston.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/199 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remake of the 1941 classic. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;del&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Toro&lt;/span&gt; is the half-white/half-gypsy Lawrence Talbot, an actor estranged from his family, who returns home after his brother is killed by a wolf-like creature. Further investigations lead him to being bitten by the creature himself, which you know can't be good. He also finds himself falling for his brother's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;fiancé&lt;/span&gt; (Emily Blunt), and uncovering a deep, dark secret about his father (Hopkins). All the while Inspector Francis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Aberline&lt;/span&gt; (Hugo Weaving) hounds Talbot. The film was plagued with production problems and was held back from release for a good while. You can see it in the disjointed and episodic nature of the film, as it jumps from one scene to another without much flow. Everything from decent to bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CGI&lt;/span&gt; is on display. The actors try their best and gore hounds will be pleased, but overall the film is a bit of a misfire, and very predictable. Worth a rental, but you can find much better werewolf films out there, including the original, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBArnWo8I/AAAAAAAACTo/8nlBUxRSfps/s1600/thehorseman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBArnWo8I/AAAAAAAACTo/8nlBUxRSfps/s200/thehorseman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024219020895170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Horseman&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Peter Marshall; Caroline &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Marohasy&lt;/span&gt;; Brad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;McMurray&lt;/span&gt;; Jack Henry; Evert McQueen; Christopher &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sommers&lt;/span&gt;; Bryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Probets&lt;/span&gt;; Steve Tandy; Chris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Betts&lt;/span&gt;; Damon Gibson; Hannah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Levien&lt;/span&gt;; Ron Kelly; Robyn Moore; Warren &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Meacham&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Steven &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Kastrissios&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/96 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Marshall plays Christian, a regular guy and pest exterminator by trade. He is sent a video tape showing his daughter taking part in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;amature&lt;/span&gt; gang-bang pornography. He discovers that she died of a drug overdose shorty after the porn shoot. That's too much for Christian -- he becomes unhinged and goes on a one-man mission, tracking down and killing the pornographers that played a role in his daughter's death, and anyone else connected to the tape. Along the way he picks up a female teen aged drifter who is unaware what his strange business-related stops entail. A pretty well-made and brutal indie revenge flick from Australia. The violence is exploitative, but realistic and effective. Christian's rage and inability to see his daughter for what she really was blinds him and fuels his violent quest. Nobody can explain to him the reality of the situation: although others were in part responsible for his daughter's death, she was not a saint by any means. The final act, where the tables are turned on Christian, is a bit of a stretch, but does not ruin the film as a whole. Worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBAch3RrI/AAAAAAAACTg/jFV-Ux0PKRI/s1600/darkhouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBAch3RrI/AAAAAAAACTg/jFV-Ux0PKRI/s200/darkhouse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024214971336370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dark House&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Jeffrey Combs; Meghan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Ory&lt;/span&gt;; Diane Salinger; Matt Cohen; Shelly Cole; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Danso&lt;/span&gt; Gordon; Ryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Melander&lt;/span&gt;; Bevin Prince; Erin Cummings; Ian Reed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Kesler&lt;/span&gt;; Meghan Maureen; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;McDonough&lt;/span&gt;; Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Whyte&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Darin Scott.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/85 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeffrey Combs is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Walston&lt;/span&gt; Rey, famous for creating horror theme parks.  He hires a group of young actors to fill various roles in his latest attraction: "Dark House", a now famous murder house where foster children once lived. The house mother, Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Darrode&lt;/span&gt;, went mad and killed most of them, and then herself, 14 year previous. What nobody knows is that one of the actors, Claire (Meghan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Ory&lt;/span&gt;), was there that day and has been haunted by the event. She decides this a perfect way to face her fears. Rey shows the actors the sophisticated hologram technology used to create the various horrors in the house, but a true horror lurks there, and soon the actors find themselves trapped and in danger from the attractions, which are now apparently very real and very deadly. Essentially you'll be reminded of the remake of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House on Haunted Hill&lt;/span&gt;. Most obvious: Combs yet again doing his best scene-chewing in the traditional Vincent Price-type role. The other actors manage not to tarnish things, but overall the film never really quite works. For the budget, the special effects are decent, and the film doesn't really lag, but there's an annoying double-twist ending here that soils the whole affair. What's with films these days that they feel the need to swerve the audience and then swerve them again? It just makes your film seem cheap and desperate. Okay rental, but only if there's nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBBPyJmfI/AAAAAAAACT4/eMJFcECjSmk/s1600/thewildhunt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBBPyJmfI/AAAAAAAACT4/eMJFcECjSmk/s200/thewildhunt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024228729854450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wild Hunt&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Ricky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Mabe&lt;/span&gt;; Mark Antony &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Krupa&lt;/span&gt;; Trevor Hayes; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Kaniehtiio&lt;/span&gt; Horn; Kent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;McQuaid&lt;/span&gt;; Claudia &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Jurt&lt;/span&gt;; Nicolas Wright; Kyle Gatehouse; Terry Simpson; Spiro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Malandrakis&lt;/span&gt;; Victor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Trelles&lt;/span&gt;; Martin Stone; Holly O'Brien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Alexandre &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Franchi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/96 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;LARP&lt;/span&gt;, as in Live Action Role Play? No matter if it's a D&amp;amp;D adventure, a historic Civil War reenactment, or something sex-based, more akin to furries, there are a lot of people who do relax by dressing up and pretending to be someone else, and have fun doing so. This low budget Canadian film takes, what feels like a very authentic look into the world of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;LARPing&lt;/span&gt;. A young man named Erik is having relationship problems with his girlfriend Evelyn, mostly due to him taking care of his father, who is suffering from dementia. She runs off to join Erik's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;LARP&lt;/span&gt;-obsessed brother in a weekend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;LARP&lt;/span&gt; event based around Viking-like sagas and the mythical wild hunt itself. Everyone there must follow the rules, the most important one being to never break character. Erik decides to go there and make Evelyn come back to him. However, he has no respect for the game or the people playing it, and his single-minded desire to win her back disrupts the event. One player, going by the name Shaman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Murtagh&lt;/span&gt; takes the game a bit too seriously and begins to develop an unhealthy obsession with making Evelyn his own and stopping Erik at any cost. That cost is the main element focused on here. The line between fantasy and reality. Retreating into another world to escape the horrors of the real world, only for them to eventually find you again. The film looks good for its budget, is well-acted, and makes a good point without looking down on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;LARPing&lt;/span&gt; world. It echos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lord of the Flies&lt;/span&gt; and contains elements of Shakespeare, mixed with the classic tragedy found in Norse mythology. Worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBA3bHlhI/AAAAAAAACTw/_bLYxmz_Gwo/s1600/theroad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBA3bHlhI/AAAAAAAACTw/_bLYxmz_Gwo/s200/theroad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024222190802450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Road&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Viggo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Kodi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Smit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;McPhee&lt;/span&gt;; Robert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Duvall&lt;/span&gt;; Guy Pearce; Molly Parker; Michael K. Williams; Garret &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Dillahunt&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;Charlize&lt;/span&gt; Theron; Bob Jennings; Agnes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;; Buddy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;Sosthand&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; John &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Hillcoat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/111 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Cormac&lt;/span&gt; McCarthy's novel. Some unknown event has destroyed America and possibly the world. All the animals have died, the plants are almost gone, too, and most people are soon to follow, be it from starvation or being preyed upon by their fellow man. Two survivors, a father and son duo known only as The Man (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;Viggo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Mortensen&lt;/span&gt;) and The Boy (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Kodi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;Smit&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;McPhee&lt;/span&gt;) leave their respective wife and mother (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;Charlize&lt;/span&gt; Theron), who gave up on life, and make their way to the ocean. Why? Why not? One needs a goal if one is to keep on living. The Man is determined to protect The Boy at all costs, but is realistic. There are two bullets left in his gun, and he realizes how they may need to be used. As long as they have food they can keep going and The Man is determined to fend off death, be it from starvation or human raiders (most, who have taken up cannibalism by this point)...and whatever disease is slowly eating him up from the inside. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;Hillcoat&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Proposition&lt;/span&gt;) does as good a job as can be expected. A damn bleak film, grey and damp. The visualization of this destroyed world is fully realized and impressive in the tone it sets. The world here truly looks to be dying, and the remaining survivors are its last breaths. The story is fairly predictable and the sub plot about remembering Theron's character should have been dropped, but otherwise you have a down beat and gritty end of the world picture here, that visually is on par with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Children of Men&lt;/span&gt;. Worthy rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-5671151771404996644?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5671151771404996644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=5671151771404996644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5671151771404996644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5671151771404996644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/02/capsule-film-reviews-53-rotund-rental.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #53: The Wolfman (2010), The Horseman, Dark House, The Wild Hunt, and The Road.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TVBBBeE1xZI/AAAAAAAACUA/Qx32wM3fSJw/s72-c/thewolfman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-1490869505767281452</id><published>2011-01-24T08:49:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:52:18.563-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Double Feature Review'/><title type='text'>Double Feature Review: Valhalla Rising and Centurion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;This is the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; in a new feature on my blog. With each installment I'll pair together and review two films that I think work really well as a double feature. Much like my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD Spotlight&lt;/span&gt; feature, it should be assumed that both films are already &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;recommended as being worth renting at the very least&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Disagree/agree with my reviews and my pairing? Feel free to comment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2EKE3c2zI/AAAAAAAACRE/QoR1ep9-i60/s1600/valhallarising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2EKE3c2zI/AAAAAAAACRE/QoR1ep9-i60/s200/valhallarising.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565750023139679026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valhalla Rising&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mads&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mikkelsen&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Maarten&lt;/span&gt; Stevenson; Gordon Brown; Andrew Flanagan; Gary Lewis; Gary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;McCormack&lt;/span&gt;; Alexander Morton; Jamie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Sives&lt;/span&gt;; Ewan Stewart; Mathew &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zajac&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Nicolas Winding &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Refn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/93 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set in 1000 A.D., we see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Mads&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mikkelsen&lt;/span&gt; as a scared, one-eyed, mute Nordic warrior, held captive and forced to fight to the death every day by his pagan captors. He seems to have a psychic foresight and is both feared and valued by the various tribes, who barter for him. He manages to escape and kill his captors, leaving alive only the young boy who tended to him when he was being held. The boy follows him and seems to be able to hear his thoughts, thus he becomes his mouthpiece. They soon encounter a group of vikings who have been converted to Christianity and are seeking the Holy Land. The boy introduces the warrior to them as, fittingly enough, "One-Eye". The leader of the group thinks One-Eye may be a positive boon in their quest, who can both help defend them and find redemption for his sins, while others think he may be a curse to them all. They set sail in a misguided attempt to reach Jerusalem. They actually are pointed on a long journey towards the New World, which tests their will power and bodies with starvation, dehydration and madness, as well as their faith in their adopted Christian god. In this new strange land that they decide to lay claim to in the name of their god, they soon find themselves being killed by an unseen enemy. Is it One-Eye killing them off? Savages? Demons? Have they made a wrong turn down into the very bowels of hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Valhalla Rising&lt;/span&gt; starts off with a gritty, filthy, bloody opening act, but soon settles into a slow-burn of suspense and strange, yet beautiful visuals. If one goes into this film expecting a bloody viking epic of some sort, they will probably be let down. The performances, especially by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Mikkelsen&lt;/span&gt;, who never says a word, were good enough to keep me watching even when I became a bit lost at times. The film draws visually and thematically from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aguirre, Wrath of God&lt;/span&gt;, but it also plays like a science fiction film. To these Vikings, making it to the New World is like stepping foot on a new, alien planet. The strange-looking, painted aboriginals might as well be Martians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3vnuOQI/AAAAAAAACRc/gY3fEI26evk/s1600/valhallarising001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3vnuOQI/AAAAAAAACRc/gY3fEI26evk/s200/valhallarising001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565751907222173954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think one of the strengths of the film is that it has no real built-in message that it tries to beat you over the head with. Essentially it's up to the viewer to fill in the gaps as to what's happening, and what it's all about. Is One-Eye and his visions a representation of Odin, the one-eyed king of the Norse gods, who is said to have given one of his eyes for knowledge? Is the film about how the pagans used their gods as an excuse to kill each other and the Christians used the pagan beliefs and celebrations to help spread their influence? It's a film worth revisiting a couple of times, in order to come up with your own conclusions. All I know right now is that I really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3L3hOEI/AAAAAAAACRM/9LabsswM7kw/s1600/centurion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3L3hOEI/AAAAAAAACRM/9LabsswM7kw/s200/centurion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565751897624754242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Fassbender&lt;/span&gt;; Dominic West; Olga &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Kurylenko&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Riz&lt;/span&gt; Ahmed; Noel Clarke; Imogen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Poots&lt;/span&gt;; Liam Cunningham; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;JJ&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Feild&lt;/span&gt;; Dimitri Leonidas; David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Morrissey&lt;/span&gt;; Ulrich &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Thomsen&lt;/span&gt;; Dave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Legeno&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Axelle&lt;/span&gt; Carolyn; Paul Freeman; Rachael Stirling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Neil Marshall.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/97 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; takes place in Roman-occupied Britain in 177 A.D. The conflict between the Roman Empire and the painted Celtic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;tribals&lt;/span&gt; known as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; in the Scottish Highlands has been ground to a halt. The king of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Gorlacon&lt;/span&gt;, has employed guerrilla tactics to hold off the Romans and demoralize them. The Ninth Legion under General Titus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Flavius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Virilus&lt;/span&gt; (Dominic West), along with the help of the female scout &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Etain&lt;/span&gt; (Olga &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Kurylenko&lt;/span&gt;), a mute warrior from another tribe, is tasked with striking at the heart of the Pict forces, hopefully killing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Gorlacon&lt;/span&gt; and breaking them for good. However, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Etain&lt;/span&gt; turns on them and almost everyone in the Legion is slaughtered in an ambush; Titus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Flavius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Virilus&lt;/span&gt; is captured. Now only a small group of survivors, led by Centurion Quintus Dias (Michael &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Fassbender&lt;/span&gt;), find themselves on the run, being chased even deeper into Pict territory in hopes of being able to double back and escape to the Roman border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3VIWFrI/AAAAAAAACRU/njinZdG7_EM/s1600/centurion001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2F3VIWFrI/AAAAAAAACRU/njinZdG7_EM/s200/centurion001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565751900111247026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Centurion&lt;/span&gt; is a typically well-made and good-looking Neil Marshall flick. At its heart it's a tense little chase picture, akin to 2006's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Apocalypto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, that uses the legend of the "lost" Ninth Legion as a framework. The Roman survivors are a mixed group from all over the vast empire, who are not so much unified by their duty as they are getting out of Britain alive. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; are relentless, bent on blood revenge, especially after a failed attempt to rescue Titus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Flavius&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Virilus&lt;/span&gt; ends with the death of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Gorlacon's&lt;/span&gt; son. I found myself comparing these soldiers and this conflict as a historic counterpart to Vietnam and the more recent wars in the Middle East. Both sides have committed horrible acts in this war. The Romans imperialistic brutality has forced the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; to be even more brutal in return. The Roman Soldiers are burnt-out and want to go home -- a home they may not be welcome in any longer, as public opinion of the war has soured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The acting is solid, but the film does lack depth as far the various characters are concerned. Also, some of the plot points are fairly predictable, especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Etain&lt;/span&gt; turning on the Romans, and the love interest angle between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Fassbender&lt;/span&gt; and Imogen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Poots&lt;/span&gt;' characters. Still, the picture is focused on action and there it succeeds quite well. The well-done battle scenes, highlighted by the impressive initial ambush by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Picts&lt;/span&gt; on the Ninth Legion, are worth the rental alone, even if the dramatic depth is cookie-cutter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-1490869505767281452?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/1490869505767281452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=1490869505767281452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1490869505767281452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1490869505767281452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/01/double-feature-review-valhalla-rising.html' title='Double Feature Review: Valhalla Rising and Centurion.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TT2EKE3c2zI/AAAAAAAACRE/QoR1ep9-i60/s72-c/valhallarising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-1714207224394981307</id><published>2011-01-04T14:53:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T09:01:23.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2010'/><title type='text'>The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2010.</title><content type='html'>Originally this post was going to be my top 20 horror films for 2010. I quickly realized I couldn't even list ten that were worth mentioning. How sad is that? Granted there's a few genre films from 2010 that are yet to be released on DVD, but even then I'm doubting I could even cough up five films that were better than just good. What right do they have to be on a list of the best? None, I say. I will not lower my standards or grade on a curve. So hell, let's not even focus on strictly 2010 releases: let's just list films I've only just seen for the first time in 2010, no matter what year they were released, regardless of genre. I'll make each comment as brief as possible, as I've yet to officially review most of the films on this list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02n2HRrI/AAAAAAAACOs/lB13lCPhnJw/s1600/django.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02n2HRrI/AAAAAAAACOs/lB13lCPhnJw/s200/django.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414846863034034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Django&lt;/span&gt; (1966)&lt;br /&gt;A somewhat B-level spaghetti western from Sergio Corbucci, that borrows from Leone, but is not without its own ideas and iconic imagery. Corbucci generally had a much darker outlook in his films. See &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Great Silence&lt;/span&gt; for his masterwork, but don't skip Django and that coffin he drags around behind him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1JjBKfWI/AAAAAAAACPc/brjGOmqMmSg/s1600/horseman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1JjBKfWI/AAAAAAAACPc/brjGOmqMmSg/s200/horseman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415171984719202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Horseman&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;A tight and effective Aussie revenge flick sees an everyman become unhinged and taking out the pornographers that played a role in his daughter's death. Brutal and effective, somewhat undone by its final act, but the rest of the film is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02xQIi8I/AAAAAAAACO0/Zc6QIj4upRM/s1600/eatenalive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02xQIi8I/AAAAAAAACO0/Zc6QIj4upRM/s200/eatenalive.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414849388088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Eaten Alive&lt;/span&gt; (1977)&lt;br /&gt;Tobe Hopper gets unfairly stomped on as being a one-trick pony. Most people seem to forget both &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Funhouse&lt;/span&gt; and this whacked-out, backwoods grindhouse treat, about a nutcase feeding his motel customers to his pet crocodile, and that's a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1b7Ve5hI/AAAAAAAACPs/YpUC5uvXdUc/s1600/pontypool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1b7Ve5hI/AAAAAAAACPs/YpUC5uvXdUc/s200/pontypool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415487750039058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pontypool &lt;/span&gt;(2008)&lt;br /&gt;A most original, and one of the more interesting zombie films you're likely to see. People already fail to communicate in zombie films at the best of times. So what does one do when spoken words are what triggers the zombie virus? This might be just what you're looking for if you're tired of a genre bloated with flesh-eating morons and the morons they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1s7HGZcI/AAAAAAAACQc/kuZAr8hq-4A/s1600/thehit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1s7HGZcI/AAAAAAAACQc/kuZAr8hq-4A/s200/thehit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415779747489218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Hit&lt;/span&gt; (1984)&lt;br /&gt;A cocky Brit criminal turned informer (Terence Stamp) seems perfectly zen when hit men John Hurt and Tim Roth come calling to him in Spain. A series of mind-games unravels hidden truths as they ride across the Spanish countryside, intending to deliver Stamp into the hands of the people he turned on. A great film that explores the courage of convictions in the face of death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN03cv3ZiI/AAAAAAAACO8/mXHY7_56uK0/s1600/eddiecoyle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN03cv3ZiI/AAAAAAAACO8/mXHY7_56uK0/s200/eddiecoyle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414861063906850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Friends of Eddie Coyle&lt;/span&gt; (1973)&lt;br /&gt;A really great depiction of small-time criminals in Boston who do the dirty work of the real gangsters. Robert Mitchum is the star, as a low-level gun runner looking for a way out of doing jail time, but he does not overshadow the other players here, including Peter Boyle as a middle-man that deals out jobs. Where does loyalty end and self-preservation begin? And is there ever really a way out of the world they've chosen to exist in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1IzOKGkI/AAAAAAAACPM/D8534AZG25I/s1600/harrybrown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1IzOKGkI/AAAAAAAACPM/D8534AZG25I/s200/harrybrown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415159154317890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Harry Brown&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;An understated and very well-done revenge film. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Wish&lt;/span&gt; but set in England and it thankfully never gets knee deep in the sleaze like the later &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Death Wish&lt;/span&gt; films and their clones do. Michael Caine plays an aging ex-military man pushed too far. He's both quite capable and quite venerable, thus very human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1tivHUAI/AAAAAAAACQk/M9aHtTQoSks/s1600/thehouseofthedevil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1tivHUAI/AAAAAAAACQk/M9aHtTQoSks/s200/thehouseofthedevil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415790384304130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The House of the Devil&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;Probably too perfect a recreation of those obscure, and sometimes near-great, horror films that made the VHS rounds back in the day when you and your friends were up for watching two or three horror films a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1s8uRmZI/AAAAAAAACQU/9YsY_cfWV68/s1600/thecurseoffrankenstein.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1s8uRmZI/AAAAAAAACQU/9YsY_cfWV68/s200/thecurseoffrankenstein.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415780180236690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Curse of Frankenstein&lt;/span&gt; (1957)&lt;br /&gt;Cushing in one of his his iconic Hammer roles as the amoral Frankenstein; Lee as the best monster in the series. Well-acted, bloody, and a whole lot of fun. They just don't make them like this anymore, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cZgcqfI/AAAAAAAACP8/TB---Yy-7u4/s1600/SherlockHolmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cZgcqfI/AAAAAAAACP8/TB---Yy-7u4/s200/SherlockHolmes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415495849093618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Sherlock Holmes Collection&lt;/span&gt; (1968)&lt;br /&gt;Here we get all that remains of the BBC series, starring Peter Cushing as the world's greatest detective and Nigel Stock as a (thankfully) competent Dr. Watson. It's a shame so much was lost, but the five episodes that do remain are a treat for Holmes and Watson fans -- especially those who hold the source material near and dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02O39yHI/AAAAAAAACOk/ZxdiZQQAA_E/s1600/batmanundertheredhoodstill21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02O39yHI/AAAAAAAACOk/ZxdiZQQAA_E/s200/batmanundertheredhoodstill21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414840159914098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Batman: Under the Red Hood&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;Set outside the now quite large DC Animated television universe, here Batman gets taken to an even more dark and gritty direction than in the animated series. Will the guilt over the death of the second Robin, Jason Todd, cloud Batman's ability to bring him down when he's resurrected and becomes the vicious crime lord Red Hood? Based on the popular stories from the comic books, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Death in the Family&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Under the Hood&lt;/span&gt;. It's the best animated film DC has put out so far and it's just a great Batman feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN01xESpgI/AAAAAAAACOc/EsGqskuk0IQ/s1600/badlieutenantportofcallneworleans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN01xESpgI/AAAAAAAACOc/EsGqskuk0IQ/s200/badlieutenantportofcallneworleans.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558414832158549506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;The title sadly makes one want to compare it to Abel Ferrara's 1992 classic bad cop drama, but this is not a remake or a sequel. Herzog is indeed showing us another lower-than-low cop in Nicolas Cage, seeking his redemption in a fog of drugs and crime. But here everything is much weirder. You've not lived until the stare of an iguana has made you uneasy, and you've seen someone's soul still dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1uSDUu2I/AAAAAAAACQ0/QEBwR-vLlFE/s1600/valhallarising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1uSDUu2I/AAAAAAAACQ0/QEBwR-vLlFE/s200/valhallarising.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415803085536098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Valhalla Rising&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;Gritty Viking action gives way to a slow dose of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aguirre, Wrath of God&lt;/span&gt;, as Mads Mikkelsen's silent Pagan stumbles upon the new world with a group of converted Christian Vikings. Very much about the clash between Christian and Pagan belief systems and how both were and still are used to control and seize power...and how such designs end in folly. Some may scratch their heads and fall asleep, I was quite impressed with the depth of the symbolism put forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cOzdd1I/AAAAAAAACP0/488T8vraLeU/s1600/splinter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cOzdd1I/AAAAAAAACP0/488T8vraLeU/s200/splinter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415492976047954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Splinter&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;A carjacking couple and their yuppie hostages encounter a strange, spiky parasite, that invades, pokes out of, contorts, and then animates the bodies of its victims. Shades of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/span&gt; and Carpenter's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt;, for sure, as they are trapped in a gas station by the parasite. However, for an indie effort like this, with such a great monster, and generally some solid acting, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Splinter&lt;/span&gt; works really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1uFK7mqI/AAAAAAAACQs/TR2k-GmbDbw/s1600/throneofblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1uFK7mqI/AAAAAAAACQs/TR2k-GmbDbw/s200/throneofblood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415799627782818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Throne of Blood&lt;/span&gt; (1957)&lt;br /&gt;Akira Kurosawa's adaptation of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macbeth&lt;/span&gt;, with Toshiro Mifune (of course) in the lead. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Throne of Blood&lt;/span&gt; is a very atmospheric blend of Noh theatre and Shakespeare's play. Although the film does not really use any of the original language of the play, it does follow the story well enough that everyone who knows &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macbeth&lt;/span&gt; will know they are watching a version of it. The stylistic choice to make the film look like an actual epic film instead of a stage play, and then drop in very specific trappings of Noh theatre within the film is a nice contrast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1KYPzG6I/AAAAAAAACPk/h5290FsTNuw/s1600/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1KYPzG6I/AAAAAAAACPk/h5290FsTNuw/s200/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415186273180578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Moon&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;One of the most surprising and thought-provoking science fiction films to come in years. Sam Rockwell is great as an isolated company man, working a three-year contract for an energy company that mines the moon. An accident reveals a shocking reality about himself. Kevin Spacey is perfectly suited for the voice of the AI assistant GERTY. Echos Kubrick's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2001: A Space Odyssey&lt;/span&gt; but stands on its own two feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cbiNgOI/AAAAAAAACQE/Sev1oB5Vo7U/s1600/straydog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cbiNgOI/AAAAAAAACQE/Sev1oB5Vo7U/s200/straydog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415496393359586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Stray Dog&lt;/span&gt; (1949)&lt;br /&gt;A rookie detective (Toshiro Mifune) in post-war Japan has his gun stolen, so he goes undercover to track down the thief, whom is already committing crimes with the gun. With both being war vets, the detective soon sees where his life could have led after he left the military. Probably Akira Kurosawa's first real masterpiece. It's a stylish little noir picture. With Kurosawa, however, I've always found that his style never overshadowed the plot or characters. Everything serves the story. This is the first film of his where his techniques really start to come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1JBRxuGI/AAAAAAAACPU/MPzNBXb7-Rg/s1600/highandlow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1JBRxuGI/AAAAAAAACPU/MPzNBXb7-Rg/s200/highandlow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415162927593570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; High and Low&lt;/span&gt; (1963)&lt;br /&gt;Akira Kurosawa's fantastic and visually impressive drama/police procedural film about a wealthy executive (Toshiro Mifune) being targeted by a ruthless kidnapper. It doesn't quite follow the formula of these kinds of pictures. Hell, the film doesn't even start off like it's going to be a kidnapping picture at all. It's really well-acted and builds good suspense, with enough twists and turns to hold interest. The subtext is all about class struggle in a contemporary (at the time) Japan that has been rebuilding since the war. Thought-provoking stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cuErHqI/AAAAAAAACQM/9TSMOX_UO8w/s1600/theamerican.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN1cuErHqI/AAAAAAAACQM/9TSMOX_UO8w/s200/theamerican.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558415501369745058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The American&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;Owing a lot to Jean-Pierre Melville's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Le Samouraï&lt;/span&gt;, but standing on its own. George Clooney is good as a lone hit man/gun-maker on the run in Italy, possibly from his own employers. Who can he trust? Will love for a local hooker ruin the strict code he lives by, or is it possible for him to change and survive? It has the scenery and some of the minimalism of Jim Jarmusch's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Limits of Control&lt;/span&gt;, but it's got a lot more meat to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSNwCvsJb4I/AAAAAAAACOU/Rxt3L7QBmOk/s1600/ghostwriter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSNwCvsJb4I/AAAAAAAACOU/Rxt3L7QBmOk/s200/ghostwriter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558409557569007490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Ghost Writer&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;No matter what one makes of Roman Polanski's sorted personal life, there's no mistaking his talent when it comes to suspense. A really slick thriller stars Ewan McGregor as a young,  urbane writer picking up an unfinished ghost writing assignment for a former British Prime Minister (Pierce Brosnan, in a note perfect role, modeled after Tony Blair). McGregor's character is too smart and too snoopy for his own good and soon uncovers some shocking possibilities surrounding not only the former PM, but the real fate of the previous ghost writer. A tight and tense thriller. The best film I saw in 2010.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-1714207224394981307?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/1714207224394981307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=1714207224394981307&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1714207224394981307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/1714207224394981307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2011/01/20-best-films-i-watched-during-2010.html' title='The 20 Best Films I Watched in 2010.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSN02n2HRrI/AAAAAAAACOs/lB13lCPhnJw/s72-c/django.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-3041881116986849848</id><published>2010-12-19T10:24:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T10:41:55.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Night of the Demons (2009).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WI105RNI/AAAAAAAACNw/uNi-lFp0_Mo/s1600/nightofthedemons2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WI105RNI/AAAAAAAACNw/uNi-lFp0_Mo/s200/nightofthedemons2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552399731738100946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Demons&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Shannon Elizabeth; Monica Keena; Bobbi Sue Luther; John F. Beach; Edward Furlong; Michael Copon; Diora Baird; Linnea Quigley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Adam Gierasch.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/93 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gothy chick Angela (Shannon Elizabeth) decides to throw a party in the notorious Broussard Mansion in New Orleans -- a place where six people vanished without a trace and the owner committed suicide -- in order to make a quick buck. However, the police soon break up what promises to be a wild party, and only her friends Maddie (Monica Keena), Lily (Diora Baird), Suzanne (Bobbi Sue Luther), and three guys are left, including Maddie's drug dealing ex-boyfriend Colin (Edward Furlong). They quickly come across the remains of the six missing people and discover they are trapped in the mansion. On this night demons seek out seven hosts to possess in order to break a seal that holds them from coming into our world. They have until dawn to do so. As they get taken over one by one, the surviving members of the group find apparent safety in a room with walls covered in strange symbols. Can they out-last the demons, or will the creatures eventually get in and take them as hosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the original &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Demons &lt;/span&gt;(1988) was never a great film, it still remains a fan favourite cult gem from the late 1980s (and to some extent its two sequels are also fun). Many a horror fan growing up in that era, including myself,  have fond memories of watching this on bad horror movie nights with friends. It had everything one could ask for: a cool premise, blood, demons, tits, lipstick being inserted into tits (a classic Linnea Quigley moment), coffin sex, the whole works. It was silly and gross, and just a lot of fun. How could one go wrong? The film really had a huge following on home video, and rightly so. This unneeded remake found itself going directly to video after being pushed back and having the idea of a theatrical release scrapped. Sort of a shame because that can be a big stigma for a film, especially when it's not a bad film at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WI5GITVI/AAAAAAAACN4/Fx15QHtwPuM/s1600/nightofthedemons001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WI5GITVI/AAAAAAAACN4/Fx15QHtwPuM/s200/nightofthedemons001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552399732615695698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WJGC3PbI/AAAAAAAACOA/t_qS-MuDqQs/s1600/nightofthedemons002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WJGC3PbI/AAAAAAAACOA/t_qS-MuDqQs/s200/nightofthedemons002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552399736091655602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Demons&lt;/span&gt; plays things fairly close to the original. The location is changed and everything is updated a bit, but really, in spirit, this film manages to ape the tone of the original quite well. It actually does feel like one of those late '80s horror films I watched as a teen with my friends. Nobody in the cast really does a bad job with what they are given in the script and there's generally plenty going on to hold the viewer's interest. At the same time there's no strand-out performances either. Keena just isn't that good of a lead, and Furlong, while solid, looks lost and pudgy in yet another direct-to-video role. Also, the film does hit a bit of a speed bump for a bit once they get in that magical room. And it's also strange that the character of Angela is not given the role of head demon here, like in the original series. They really could have used a head baddie as a focal point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WJrSatbI/AAAAAAAACOI/_sx3VwUJPGw/s1600/nightofthedemons003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WJrSatbI/AAAAAAAACOI/_sx3VwUJPGw/s200/nightofthedemons003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552399746089006514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps the only major downfall is a wasted opportunity to take the film somewhere a bit different. No real chances or risks are taken. The film makers seemed happy to keep things by the numbers. There's solid effects work on hand here, lots of blood and some breasts for the male and lesbian viewers (note: Diora Baird is sporting fake breasts here...okay, let me reword that: prosthetic breasts. Ahem). In fact, this film is in no shortage of hot females, and for that I thank the filmmakers. They at least didn't turn this into some PG-13 nightmare. Sadly, Linnea Quigley is only given a brief cameo, still looking good while sporting her costume her character in the original wore, and Tiffany Shepis is totally wasted in a bit part (seriously, she couldn't get naked or dead in this? She's the modern day Quigley for fucks sake!). The movie treads water. Had this been released in the 1980s, perhaps I'd look upon it a bit kinder, but at this point it's a passable retread of the original at best. Worth a rental on a bad horror movie night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-3041881116986849848?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3041881116986849848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=3041881116986849848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3041881116986849848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3041881116986849848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/12/film-review-night-of-demons-2009.html' title='Film Review: Night of the Demons (2009).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQ4WI105RNI/AAAAAAAACNw/uNi-lFp0_Mo/s72-c/nightofthedemons2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-3335664187956742964</id><published>2010-12-13T09:53:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T10:05:46.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #52: Frozen, Green Zone, Ghosts of Goldfield.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnRRSaaHI/AAAAAAAACNo/45udCaW2G2g/s1600/frozen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnRRSaaHI/AAAAAAAACNo/45udCaW2G2g/s200/frozen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166768432605298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frozen&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Emma Bell; Shawn &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ashmore&lt;/span&gt;; Kevin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zegers&lt;/span&gt;; Ed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ackerman&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rileah&lt;/span&gt; Vanderbilt; Kane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hodder&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Adam Green.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/93 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two best friends, Dan and Joe, take the weekend to ski/snowboard at a resort. Traditionally this tends to be a guys only outing for the two, but this time Dan brings his girlfriend Parker into the mix, which Joe isn't too keen on, but he's trying his best to be cool about it. They bribe the lift operator to give them one last late-night run down the hill on Sunday. However, they get forgotten as a storm starts to move in, and are left stuck in the lift half way up the mountain when the resort shuts down for the week. Now with the real threat of dying up there, either due to the elements or just good old fashioned starvation, they must come up with a plan to escape, and soon. Below them a pack of wolves await the first one to try to chance a jump. Dan makes that mistake. Will Joe and Parker manage to escape? Will they turn on each other? Not a bad film, perhaps getting a bit too much praise. There is some good suspense built and the characters seem fairly believable. It's an interesting idea for a horror film, that draws from a possible real life situation. The broken legs, frostbite, and hand stuck to the bar, were all very effective in execution. Minor errors like the thing about the cable holding the lifts being razor sharp is bullshit, and wolves don't hunt during the day. Still, those are fairly forgivable points overall. The biggest problem is the fact that there was a pack of wolves in this at all. The addition is not needed, and it felt like a ploy to up the more typical horror movie feel of the film, when really the film had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;plenty&lt;/span&gt; of meat to work with already. The addition of the wolves makes the film a bit of a retread of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Open Water&lt;/span&gt;. Still, a worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnRKtGfuI/AAAAAAAACNg/PHmJXCvY-qY/s1600/greenzone.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnRKtGfuI/AAAAAAAACNg/PHmJXCvY-qY/s200/greenzone.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166766665498338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Green Zone&lt;/span&gt; (2010)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Matt Damon; Greg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kinnear&lt;/span&gt;; Brendan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Gleeson&lt;/span&gt;; Amy Ryan; Khalid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Abdalla&lt;/span&gt;; Jason &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Isaacs&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Yigal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Naor&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by: &lt;/span&gt;Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Greengrass&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/115 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Damon plays Chief Warrant Officer Roy Miller, an American soldier heading up a squad that's searching for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;WMDs&lt;/span&gt; in Iraq. When they keep coming up empty he begins to question the validity of  the intelligence reports he's been given. A shady contact from the CIA (Brendan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Gleeson&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;strengthens&lt;/span&gt; his suspicions that perhaps elements from within the Pentagon may be providing the bad info in order to strengthen the war effort and justify disbanding the current Iraqi army and government, while setting up their own puppet government. Miller now finds himself going rogue in order to discover the truth. This is a fairly fast-paced and tense thriller. Of course, anyone who has seen the previous teaming up between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Greengrass&lt;/span&gt; and Damon in the last two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Bourne&lt;/span&gt; films will not be surprised. The film should not be taken at face value as a truthful account of what happened in the initial years of the Iraqi war. Essentially fact and fiction have been blended here in order to make for both an exciting but also thought-provoking film. It works fairly well. It manages to get its central message through without beating you over the head with politics or demonizing the American side. Perhaps its only problem is that actors like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Gleeson&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Kinnear&lt;/span&gt; take a backseat to Damon, as he runs around and uncovers the truth while shooting at people. Still, Damon is a good actor, and how else are you going to market a film like this if you don't keep the action up front? This film was smeared by the usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;neocon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;nutjobs&lt;/span&gt;, but that was to be expected. Thankfully most actual movie fans watch a film before they give their opinion on it. Worth renting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnQ3rSaZI/AAAAAAAACNY/vTW3OeyUFXw/s1600/ghostsofgoldfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnQ3rSaZI/AAAAAAAACNY/vTW3OeyUFXw/s200/ghostsofgoldfield.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550166761557617042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghosts of Goldfield&lt;/span&gt; (2007)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Kellan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Lutz&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Marnette&lt;/span&gt; Patterson; Mandy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Amano&lt;/span&gt;; Scott &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Whyte&lt;/span&gt;; Chuck &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Zito&lt;/span&gt;; Ashly Margaret Rae; John Bloom; Teri &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Corcoran&lt;/span&gt;; Roddy Piper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ed Winfield.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/86 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of typical young victims, working for the Discovery Channel, take a trip to the mostly deserted town of Goldfield with camera equipment to film one of those "true haunted house" style shows, hoping to capture the ghost of a woman murdered in the local hotel on film. The leader of the group, Julie (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Marnette&lt;/span&gt; Patterson) has some connection to the murdered woman (don't remember what...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;granddaughter&lt;/span&gt;, I think). It seems that because an actor from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt; series is in this (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Kellan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Lutz&lt;/span&gt;), this direct-to-video stinker managed to get released. That's got to be the reason, right? Because, just like those haunted house "reality" shows, most of the movie features false scares and lots of boring conversation in between uninteresting non-events, from dull people nobody cares about. It's not until the final twenty minutes or so that anything really happens, and by then it's just a confused combo of a supernatural slasher film and a poor attempt to tie up everything with a twist ending. The fact that retired pro wrestler Roddy Piper has a role here as a bartender and caretaker of the old hotel, may attract curious fans of some of his older genre films, but don't be fooled. He spurts out his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;grumbling&lt;/span&gt; lines with the voice of a gravel-eating whisky fiend. Flashbacks that flush out the "back story" have him playing another role, but with the WORST fake sideburns in history. The film never tries to even do the basics and make some connection between his present day character and the flashback character, who was also the bartender for the motel! Avoid. Abort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-3335664187956742964?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/3335664187956742964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=3335664187956742964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3335664187956742964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/3335664187956742964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/12/capsule-film-reviews-52-frozen-green.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #52: Frozen, Green Zone, Ghosts of Goldfield.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQYnRRSaaHI/AAAAAAAACNo/45udCaW2G2g/s72-c/frozen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-6437432494097206319</id><published>2010-12-10T15:53:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T05:25:21.029-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zombies Zombies Zombies'/><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #51: Zombies, Zombies, Zombies! Part 4.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGbBzcvI/AAAAAAAACI4/BnYaBjVqbJI/s1600/deadeyesopen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGbBzcvI/AAAAAAAACI4/BnYaBjVqbJI/s200/deadeyesopen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549149533813043954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Eyes Open&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Birgit Dziobek; Rocco Finamore; Malte Gutkowski; Sonja Imping; George A. Romero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ralf Möllenhoff.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/85 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Q:&lt;/span&gt; What do you get when a bunch of Germans somehow sucker George Romero into making a cameo appearance in their lower than low-budget zombie film?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt; Very mad at yourself for shelling out the money to actually watch this piece of garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yet another in the long line of cheap zombie films. Thanks to Troma's sad policy of "no film is a big enough waste of time for us to turn down", North Americans can feast their eyes on a group of non-actors saying and doing boring, mind-numbing shit, and then encountering zombies. Seriously: this group of party animals idea of a good time is sharing a single bottle of Pabst Blue Ribbon. Man, those Germans sure know how to drink! They try and go for this '70s grindhouse vibe with the very cheap and dirty picture quality. I'm not sure if they shot it on crappy old film stock, or if they edited the footage that way in post production, but that's pretty much the only interesting thing about the film, and even that gets to be a bit much, especially when there's nothing going on in the film itself to hold the interest of the viewer. Seriously: what the fuck is this shit? Non-existent acting. Horrible make-up effects (the zombies from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zombie Lake&lt;/span&gt; are Tom Savini-level masterpieces in comparison). Lack of logic and continuity. Lack of a plot. Lack of anything that's so-bad-it's-good. And yeah, George Romero is in this film. Does he even know he's in it? It looks like they filmed him doing an interview at a convention and then dubbed his lines with some much younger German voice. Maybe they figured he'd never see this? Where the hell is the blood and boobs? I mean, if ever a film needed it, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Eyes Open&lt;/span&gt;. The blood looks like red water, and we get a brief bare, skinny back of one of the female "leads". I'm scratching my head as to what audience they were shooting for. There's no excuse for releasing the incompetence on display here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robot Monster&lt;/span&gt; would shun this at a party. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKLXdyiOI/AAAAAAAACJQ/r9VusGfrCCU/s1600/deadsnow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKLXdyiOI/AAAAAAAACJQ/r9VusGfrCCU/s200/deadsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549149618756028642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Snow&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring&lt;/span&gt;: Vegar Hoel; Stig Frode Henriksen; Charlotte Frogner; Lasse Valdal; Evy Kasseth Røsten; Jeppe Laursen; Jenny Skavlan; Ane Dahl Torp; Bjørn Sundquist; Ørjan Gamst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Tommy Wirkola.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/91 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of Norwegian students go on Easter vacation at a cabin in the mountains. A strange hiker stops by and warns them it's best that they leave. To do so he relates to them the horrific past of the area. It seems that during WW2 there was a group of Nazi soldiers who had abused the locals for years. Near the end of the war they tried to loot them of their valuables and then run before the area was liberated. However the locals took their revenge, killing many of the soldiers and driving the rest into the mountains where they froze to death. It's not long before the students come across some of the loot the locals did not recover, and even death itself will not stop the corpses of the long dead Nazis from staking a claim on it. Now the students find themselves stuck on the mountain in a bloody struggle with relentless Nazi zombies. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dead Snow&lt;/span&gt; has quickly gained a lot of hype as being the second coming of the Nazi Zombie sub genre, but it's really not. Hey, it's fun, gory, funny in parts, and generally entertaining for the full 90 minutes. However, the films spends way too much time paying homage to all the better horror films that have inspired the film makers. Nothing wrong with that, but I wish they had tried to carve out a bit of an identity of their own and perhaps strengthen the logic gaps and exposition instead of showing us how much they love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Evil Dead&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Braindead&lt;/span&gt;. Seeing previously limp-wristed medical students suddenly go head-to-head with fast and very vicious undead Nazis in limb-hacking combat only can take a movie so far. You need some meat with the gravy. Still, it's a pretty good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGx6wuLI/AAAAAAAACJI/RJFS0T1aa2U/s1600/zombieland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGx6wuLI/AAAAAAAACJI/RJFS0T1aa2U/s200/zombieland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549149539957520562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zombieland&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Woody Harrelson; Jesse Eisenberg; Emma Stone; Abigail Breslin; Amber Heard; Bill Murray; Derek Graf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ruben Fleischer.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/88 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months after a mutated strain of mad cow disease has turned most humans into flesh-eating zombies, four unlikely survivors join together, each with separate quests in mind. There's the meek "Columbus" (Jesse Eisenberg), who just wants to get home to Ohio, and has managed to survive thanks to a set of rules he lives by. There's tough-guy "Tallahassee" (Woody Harrelson), whose casual yet no-nonsense attitude towards zombie killing helps hide some deep inner pain. He's in search of the last remaining Twinkies in existence. Finally there's a pair of sisters: the older "Wichita" (Emma Stone) and the younger "Little Rock" (Abigail Breslin), who are just looking out for themselves, and are quite willing to con Columbus and Tallahassee anytime they get a chance. The film is not plot heavy by any means. Its success totally rests on the shoulders of the main cast and the laughs their characters -- and the situations they find themselves in -- generate. Eisenberg, while generally a bit too much like Michael Cera, manages to be a good foil for Harrelson, and in turn Stone and Breslin are perfect foils for our male leads. However, Harrelson manages to steal the show for almost the entire film. Only the cameo by none other than Bill Murray, mid way through, playing himself, manages to derail Harrelson for a brief period. Unlike, the great &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaun of the Dead&lt;/span&gt;, this film doesn't give a lot of focus to winking at us with sly references to past zombie films and that helps it avoid being easily written off as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt; clone. Add on a fast pace, interesting zombies, and good gore effects to go with them, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Zombieland&lt;/span&gt; is very much worthy of renting. Own it if you like your zombie films collected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGrJNciI/AAAAAAAACJA/zixGn3BVR0w/s1600/pontypool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGrJNciI/AAAAAAAACJA/zixGn3BVR0w/s200/pontypool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549149538139075106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pontypool&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Stephen McHattie; Lisa Houle; Georgina Reilly; Hrant Alianak; Rick Roberts; Daniel Fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Bruce McDonald.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A radio shock jock called Grant Mazzy (Stephen McHattie), on a downward spiral after his past antics have finally caught up with him, limiting his employment opportunities, comes into work one morning at a small radio station in Pontypool Ontatio, located in a church basement. Working that morning with only his producer and technician, the three of them soon start to receive strange reports of violence spreading through the area from listener call-ins and their field reporter. It seems that groups of ordinary people are turning into violent zombie-like maniacs, and nobody knows why. They are soon joined by a local doctor, who fled from the zombies. He claims it's a virus and it is transmitted by certain words, specifically from the English language. Isolated from the world, and unable to really call for help because anything they say to each other or over the air might trigger more people to become infected, they now must quickly find an inventive way to survive...and perhaps even stop this disease before it spreads to the rest of the world. The Canadian-made &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pontypool&lt;/span&gt; is directed by the talented Canuck Bruce MacDonald (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hard Core Logo&lt;/span&gt;) and adapted by Tony Burgess from Burgess' own novel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pontypool Changes Everything&lt;/span&gt;. It's one of, if not the most, original zombie films you're ever going to see, where most of the story is driven by the small cast and how they react to what little they actually know about the horrible events that are taking place outside the walls of their fragile little sanctuary. Veteran character actor McHattie (most would recognize him as the older of two criminals wasted by Viggo Mortensen in the first half hour of David Cronenberg's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A History of Violence&lt;/span&gt;) creates a great burnt-out rebel, both half-mad and incredibly cool, self-assured and uneasy. He perfectly carries the film on his shoulders. The film creates a good sense of claustrophobic suspense and dread. The fear the characters feel is not so much of the zombies but of communication. This is one of the rare films that leaves itself open for a sequel I really want to see (just ignore that weird bit after the credits have rolled). Worth owning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-6437432494097206319?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/6437432494097206319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=6437432494097206319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6437432494097206319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/6437432494097206319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/12/capsule-film-reviews-51-zombies-zombies.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #51: Zombies, Zombies, Zombies! Part 4.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TQKKGbBzcvI/AAAAAAAACI4/BnYaBjVqbJI/s72-c/deadeyesopen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8234940423990727383</id><published>2010-11-23T19:47:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:05:20.139-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Ingrid Pitt RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TOxVnJUsIKI/AAAAAAAACIw/vVAMvkXiBA4/s400/pitt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ingrid Pitt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nov 21, 1937 -- Nov 23, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Where Eagles Dare&lt;/span&gt; (1968)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Vampire Lovers&lt;/span&gt; (1970)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Countess Dracula&lt;/span&gt; (1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The House That Dripped Blood&lt;/span&gt; (1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Wicker Man&lt;/span&gt; (1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8234940423990727383?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8234940423990727383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8234940423990727383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8234940423990727383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8234940423990727383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/11/ingrid-pitt-rip.html' title='Ingrid Pitt RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TOxVnJUsIKI/AAAAAAAACIw/vVAMvkXiBA4/s72-c/pitt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2114767120326930824</id><published>2010-11-15T16:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:45:13.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Massive Beer Review Post.</title><content type='html'>No, I'm not an alcoholic. I just haven't had the time to do any posts  again as of late, so here's most of what I've had the pleasure (and in  some cases, displeasure) of drinking in the last couple of months or so.  I'll also be doing another, slightly smaller beer review post soon, in  order to fully be up to date. I'll also be posting a couple of movie  review posts very soon in order to play catch-up with the other half of  this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26jNHupEI/AAAAAAAACFw/FPsqcbRuxIs/s1600/20101017_0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26jNHupEI/AAAAAAAACFw/FPsqcbRuxIs/s200/20101017_0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781031461102658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mill Street Stock Ale&lt;/span&gt; (341ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Mill Street Pub &amp;amp; Retail Store, Toronto, Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 5.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.millstreetbrewpub.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one pours out a golden lagerish  colour with a foamy finger of white head, leaving a small bit of lacing  as it goes down. The aroma, while not strong, is has a nice fresh grain  character with a hint of honey sweetness. The taste opens up with sweet  malts with very little in the way of hops in the finish, but it is  still refreshing. The mouth feel is on the lighter side of medium, but  creamy as well. Beeradvocate lists this as an American blonde ale in style, which is somewhat like a German Kölsch.  Either way, it's a nice, smooth-drinking summer beer that does not hit  you with a lot of flavour or character. A much better lawnmower beer or  session brew than your run-of-the-mill macro lager. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=blkAmjp6tBg" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26iAWFDBI/AAAAAAAACFo/zGDE6J7zTAY/s1600/20101015_0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26iAWFDBI/AAAAAAAACFo/zGDE6J7zTAY/s200/20101015_0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781010851761170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexander Keith's Harvest Ale&lt;/span&gt; (473ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Alexander Keith's, Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 5.3%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keiths.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  limited "Brew Master's" release. It pours out mahogany in colour with a  tan, foamy, slightly creamy head, two to three fingers thick. The aroma  is a mild, grainy malt character of toasted caramel. Not bad for a  macro. The taste is fairly malty with mostly roasted caramel notes  coming through. The finish is lacking the typical Keith's aftertaste,  instead ending with a slight, lingering bitterness. Much more like a  brown ale than a harvest ale, and more like an ale than any other  so-called ale in their line-up. Not a great beer, but this should  replace the horrible Keith's Dark as a year-round release. Good job for  once, Keith's! &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s8QQoIHPmk4" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26k6iyxCI/AAAAAAAACGI/hL85cwsBNj4/s1600/20101010_0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL26k6iyxCI/AAAAAAAACGI/hL85cwsBNj4/s200/20101010_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781060834083874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;St-Ambroise Oatmeal Stout&lt;/span&gt; (341ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; McAuslan Brewing, Montréal, Quebec, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 5.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcauslan.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pouring  out a pitch black, this stout serves up anywhere from two to four  fingers worth of brown head. It sticks around for a good while, leaves  good lacing, and looks like an ice cream float. The aroma is a lovely  rich roasted malt wallop, consisting of chocolate and coffee, with a  sweetness that almost reminds me of black cherry. The taste follows  through, with more of the roasted malt building up in the mouth. More  malt sweetness comes out around the edges of it all (more of that  semi-black cherry note). The finish is a dry and long roasted  bitterness. Smooth, creamy, and full-bodied, this is my idea of what a  perfect stout is all about. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j6aQ-J5zj9c" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27AFN7vyI/AAAAAAAACGQ/W3Xm7wOtgBI/s1600/20100928_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27AFN7vyI/AAAAAAAACGQ/W3Xm7wOtgBI/s200/20100928_0732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529781527555850018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La Messagere Gluten-Free Beer&lt;/span&gt; (341ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Microbrasserie Nouvelle-France, Saint-Alexis-des-Monts, Quebec, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.7%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lesbieresnouvellefrance.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made  with buckwheat, rice pale malts, and hops. Is it really beer? I dunno,  man. It pours out a very, very pale yellow. What colour there is comes  from whatever you see through it in the background. A thin, soapy ring of  "head" sits on top. The aroma is horrible. It smells like generic brand  cat litter. No joke. Nothing about this reminds me of beer. Just a weird  sweetness and chalky combo, and that's it. The taste starts out with a  sweet apple note that quickly drops away to a salty, brackish watery  insult to beer. The finish is chalky and dry. Flat out terrible crap.  Even ice cold it's horrible. Nothing about this says "beer" to me. To  heap insult upon injury, a 6-pack in the NSLC is $18+. AVOID. ABORT. Even if you have celiac disease. Bite the bullet and drink real beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=76E7OdMgz_c" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27iKEEuEI/AAAAAAAACHY/YbaUIUN28-w/s1600/20100909_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27iKEEuEI/AAAAAAAACHY/YbaUIUN28-w/s200/20100909_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782112972224578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout&lt;/span&gt; (500ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; North Coast Brewing Co., Fort Bragg, California, United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 9.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.northcoastbrewing.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent  to me via beer trade by a fellow beer reviewer from the USA. Thank you,  Chad! Named after the famous -- and apparently hard-to-kill -- mad  Russian monk. 75 IBUs apparently! It pours out a solid black with a thin  cap of sponge toffee-coloured head that leaves nice lacing. The aroma  is strong with roasted,  malty, coffee and bittersweet chocolate notes.  The alcohol is well-masked. Taking a sip, the alcohol starts to come out  behind the bitter coffee and chocolate. The hops make themselves known  in the finish with a solid sting. The bitterness lingers on a good long  while. Thick mouth feel and smooth going down. Really great stuff. Might  be a better imperial stout to try than some, as it's much more about  traditional stout flavours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NbTE4Jm6Z1I" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27h-aRvJI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2nFRmMrdNiA/s1600/20100905_0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27h-aRvJI/AAAAAAAACHQ/2nFRmMrdNiA/s200/20100905_0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782109844126866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Southern Tier Pale Ale&lt;/span&gt; (355ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Southern Tier Brewing Company, Lakewood, New York, United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 6.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.southerntierbrewing.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent  to me via beer trade by a fellow beer reviewer from the USA. Thank you,  Chad! A solid amber colour with cap of creamy white head that stays for  the entire drink. Good lacing. The aroma it strong with sweet, flowery  hops. Grapefruit notes come out at the back. No much malt there. Very  nice. The grapefruit note of the hops hits right away, almost making me  think "IPA" rather than pale ale. But that's American pale ales for you.  The body is medium, and not a lot of malt comes out to balance with the  finish. Reminds me of a dialed down version of Garrison's IPA. Pretty  good stuff. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=enXhEC7jrco" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27gPKnEfI/AAAAAAAACG4/HnNuTd2_Pfg/s1600/20100905_0525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27gPKnEfI/AAAAAAAACG4/HnNuTd2_Pfg/s200/20100905_0525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782079982080498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oskar Blues Ten Fidy Imperial Stout&lt;/span&gt; (355ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Oskar Blues Grill &amp;amp; Brewery, Lyons, Colorado, United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 9.5%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oskarblues.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent to me via beer trade by a fellow beer reviewer from the USA. Thank you, Chad! Oskar Blues cans all of their beers. Thumbs up to them. Economically sound, eco-friendly, and when done correctly: your beer tastes better. Ten Fidy  pours out a solid black abyss with a brown half a finger of head.  Slightly darker peanut brittle or something like that. The aroma smacks  you with sweet, roasted notes, with anise flowing into this cherry cola  fade. Beautiful. The taste is the second smack of a two-punch K.O. Sweet  roasted malts; toffee; caramel; slightly boozy but not overpowering,  with a solid medium-to full body. Almost like syrup. Finishes like  espresso. Could be a winter warmer. Complex but not overly so. Just  great. Not for beginners to craft beer. World class stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZTpdQNmoYMo" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27hF4gTiI/AAAAAAAACHI/iWkT9lsMiTM/s1600/20100905_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27hF4gTiI/AAAAAAAACHI/iWkT9lsMiTM/s200/20100905_0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782094670089762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dogfish Head 60 Minute IPA&lt;/span&gt; (355ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Dogfish Head Craft Brewery, Milton, Delaware, United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 6.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dogfish.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent  to me via beer trade by a fellow beer reviewer from the USA. Thank you,  Chad! This is an IPA that is hopped every minute for 60 minutes for  more flavour. They also have 90 minute and 120 minute versions. It pours  out a dark golden orange. A nice finger of foamy head. Sweet notes of  caramel, citrus (more on the orange side of things). Very nice. A bready,  sweet malt character hits you first. Do I detect coffee notes? The  finish is a solid citrus bitterness, but not close to being a hop bomb.  Seems more like a pale ale or perhaps a Brit IPA? Very good, balanced,  and very sessionable. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s7nuWIj6r9M" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27glvNpqI/AAAAAAAACHA/7F15bxlVoW8/s1600/20100905_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL27glvNpqI/AAAAAAAACHA/7F15bxlVoW8/s200/20100905_0531.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782086041183906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Butternuts Heinnieweisse Weissebier&lt;/span&gt; (355ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Butternuts Beer And Ale, Garrattsville, New York, United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.9%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.butternutsbeerandale.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sent  to me via beer trade by a fellow beer reviewer from the USA. Thank you,  Chad! Butternuts was once a Dairy Farm, but the owner converted it to a  brewery. It's previous history influences the names of the various  brews offered, as well as the label art. This is a German wheat beer in  style. It pours out a hazy orange colour, with a finger or so of foamy  head. Cloves, candy sweetness, and a slight banana note come out on the  nose. The aroma is slightly more faint than some examples of the style  I've had, but it's nice. The taste is also a bit muted. More cloves,  some breadyness, an earthy hops finish, with a good carbonation sting.  Very well balanced and very nice. It's not great, but it manages to  stand out from examples that either favour strong cloves or strong  sweetness, and it's very refreshing. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ueHzIHi5Yqg" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28E78mUwI/AAAAAAAACIA/VcWgl9QoAZ0/s1600/20100806_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28E78mUwI/AAAAAAAACIA/VcWgl9QoAZ0/s200/20100806_0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782710478197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sleeman Light&lt;/span&gt;  (341ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Sleeman Brewing and Malting, Guelph, Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sleeman.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be confused with the Sleeman low cal. beer Sleeman Clear (which I did confuse at one point). This is now featured in the Sleeman selection pack in place of Sleeman  20. It pours out a typical golden colour, and it doesn't hold much more  than a small ring of head from an initial finger or so. The aroma is  sweet and grainy. Not as sweet as Sleeman Cream Ale or the Honey Brown, but it's stronger than one would expect from a light lager. This pretty much tastes like Sleeman  Draught. Grainy, semi-sweet. Slightly more watery and less crisp, thus  smoother going down, but it retains some flavour at least. Probably one  of your best choices for a Canadian light lager. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7kU_qKst918" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSyXDmQVRaI/AAAAAAAACQ8/0JvPd3OtRCk/s1600/20101124_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TSyXDmQVRaI/AAAAAAAACQ8/0JvPd3OtRCk/s200/20101124_0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560985727960171938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fuller's London Pride&lt;/span&gt; (500ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Griffin Brewery, London, England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.7%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fullers.co.uk/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NSLC has switched the Fuller's ESB and Porter to 500ml cans, and switched out their 1845 for this new addition to their international section. Like the ESB and Porter, this is not a nitro  can. A good two fingers of frothy head sits on an amber body. A good  malty nose to it, that is pretty much a dialed-back version of the ESB.  Earthy hops in the background, less fruity, with a more honey-like  sweetness. Nice. On tasting it I feel a tad let down. The flavours seem a  bit too muted (maybe because of the can?). It just seems a bit too  watery. Smooth and malty up front, with honey sweetness, with a sting of  earthy hops in the finish, which lingers on. I've had better British  bitters, but this is still very good session bitter all things  considered. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9EgMfOGgdo" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28ETQ8RpI/AAAAAAAACHw/hKx4gegtW8I/s1600/20100723_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28ETQ8RpI/AAAAAAAACHw/hKx4gegtW8I/s200/20100723_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782699557668498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keystone Lager&lt;/span&gt; (355ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Molson Breweries of Canada Ltd., Toronto, Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.9%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.molson.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Molson side of Molson-Coors  is now brewing and selling this American brew here in Canada. This is  the Canadian version of Keystone Premium, not the more famous Keystone  Light (which is also now sold in Canada, although I've not seen it in my  neck of the woods yet). It's a Molson-Coors budget beer. Goody  gumdrops. Typical golden straw colour with a soapy head that initially  sits at about two fingers. The aroma is quite dry and musty. No  sweetness, just all about the cardboard. Not as horrible as some of  these carboard lagers go. The taste is where the sweetness shows up.  There is the dry, musty note again, but up front is this really sweet  apple-like flavour. Something I really dislike. If you don't mind that,  this may be a perfect budget lager for you. For me, I can't be bothered  to risk losing my lunch after three or four of these. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHtofOLtpXg" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28EkyjceI/AAAAAAAACH4/PtmllGmkrt8/s1600/20100723_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28EkyjceI/AAAAAAAACH4/PtmllGmkrt8/s200/20100723_0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782704262050274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moosehead Light Blackberry&lt;/span&gt; (341ml bottle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Moosehead Breweries Ltd., Saint John, New Brunswick, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moosehead.ca/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  read somewhere that Moosehead's sales have been slipping. This  flavoured light lager was apparently thrown quickly onto the market,  sold as an alternative to lime-flavoured light lagers. Great. Why could I  not get a single can for testing purposes? Keith's is at least smart  enough to do that much. Why would most people bother to take a risk on  12 bottles? Oh well. It pours out a typical golden straw colour, with a  small head that has no staying power. Aroma is a faint blackberry, or  maybe even grape juice note. Perhaps even closer to dry, generic grape  drink mix crystals. No typical beer notes to be found. The flavour is  even more faint. Watery, with some faint blackberry or grape flavours,  and maybe a tad of hops in the finish, but my tongue may have imagined  that last bit. Essentially watered-down grape drink. You're better off  drinking a lime beer really. Or better yet, Garrison's Blackberry Wheat  ale would do, if you need a blackberry fix in your beer. Avoid this. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Txme7mEwEes" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL2-z3MW_cI/AAAAAAAACII/PbdXD8CLiDM/s1600/nophoto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL2-z3MW_cI/AAAAAAAACII/PbdXD8CLiDM/s200/nophoto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529785715679231426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Labatt Lite&lt;/span&gt; (355ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Labatt Brewing Company Ltd., London, Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 4.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.labatt.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh  woe is I. It pours out a very pale yellow with a sticky, soapy finger  or so of head. The aroma is pretty nasty. Grainy, musty cardboard  sitting in an abandoned warehouse somewhere. The taste is more of the  same. A very dry cardboard flavour. Sort of makes one forget it's a  watery light lager. Both the aroma and taste are not any weaker than the  regular Labatt, as far as I can tell,  but at the same time they are  much more nasty. Avoid this one. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhG4inkHf5M" target="_blank"&gt;Watch the video review&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28EIgQ2mI/AAAAAAAACHo/SFAR5pjHslM/s1600/20100615_0414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TL28EIgQ2mI/AAAAAAAACHo/SFAR5pjHslM/s200/20100615_0414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529782696669141602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Molson Canadian 67&lt;/span&gt; (355ml can)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brewery:&lt;/span&gt; Molson Breweries of Canada Ltd., Toronto, Ontario, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ABV:&lt;/span&gt; 3.0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.molson.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Visit the official website&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molson  jumps on the low-cal. bandwagon with this light lager. It pours out a  typical golden straw colour, with about a half finger of head that dies  quickly. The aroma is the usual light, fresh grainy smell one would  expect. A bit of sweetness there, and it reminds me of dish washing soap  for some reason. The taste is fairly nonexistent. Slight dryness,  bready, and quite watery. Not worth your time, really. Of note, you need   to buy the actual 341ml bottle to get the actual 67 calories, otherwise  you'll actually get 70 from the 355ml canned version. But really, is  low-cal. or light beer really part of your diet plan? Really? That's  kind of sad. 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But hey, they make for easy content when one is short on time, and they make for quick reads, which can be a plus some times. At any rate, here's my favourite horror movies. I dare not say "of all time", as the list very well could change, but for the most part it has stayed fairly solid over the last few years. I've tried to focus this list on films that actually scare me, or in the very least creep me the hell out in a very serious way. But some selections are just there because they are awesome films that suck me in every time I watch them. Hopefully I'm not alone in some of the more slightly esoteric selections found here. Oh, and happy Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Near Dark&lt;/span&gt; (1987) | Directed by Kathryn Bigelow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the more original and best modern takes on the vampire. This deserved to be the classic '80s vampire film that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Lost Boys&lt;/span&gt; is often hailed as being. A young man and a female vampire fall for each other and her "family" try to integrate him into the clan, but he soon learns the life of a vampire is not a life of glamour and fun, but a filthy, nomadic existence on the outside of society, living off its garbage. A solid cast, with memorable characters and a couple of really stand-out scenes. A very nice contrast to Anne Rice's lame romantic vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Beyond the Grave&lt;/span&gt; (1973) | Directed by Kevin Connor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, the most enjoyable of Amicus Productions horror anthology releases. Four segments based on the short stories of R. Chetwynd-Hayes, held together by Peter Cushing, as an antique shop proprietor who deals out fate to his customers, based on how they treat him in their business transactions. A great group of genre vets round out the cast. Only one story is slightly out of place and the rest are delightfully morbid. For my money, the best made, and best looking of the Amicus anthologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jaws&lt;/span&gt; (1975) | Directed by Steven Spielberg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like just about everyone else, this film made me think twice about taking a swim at times. It plays on the very real fear we all have of the unknown -- specifically the ocean and the alien horrors, real or imagined, which exist there. The great white shark is the perfect movie monster: A heartless eating machine, with cold black eyes, and no intention of stopping to consider if it wants to eat you. It has existed for millions of years, pretty much unchanged. You are nothing to it but food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Children&lt;/span&gt; (2008) | Directed by Tom Shankland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still blown away over this really shocking film about innocent children becoming killers against their will, and their parents inability to deal with this reality in a proper fashion. How does one kill their own children? In this case, it may very well be the right thing to do, but most normal people are hard-wired against such a solution. The film heaps tragedy upon tragedy and leaves me shaken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Beyond&lt;/span&gt; (1986) | Directed by Stuart Gordon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly one of the great, gory, fun house rides of the genre. Gordon takes his love of Lovecraft and updates it for the '80s with sex, comedy, and relentless grue. Genre stars abound and even if the film often steps outside of Lovecraft's conventions at times, it pays proper respect to his major themes -- the most obvious being that man is small in this universe, and perhaps he should be content to know his place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Haunting&lt;/span&gt; (1963) | Directed by Robert Wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perfect example of minimalism in horror, based on Shirley Jackson's classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Haunting of Hill House&lt;/span&gt;, is also just the best damn haunted house story ever put on film. Are there ghosts in Hill House, or are they all in Eleanor's fragile mind? Avoid the stupid remake and watch this one. This is how you build suspense and atmosphere without depending on effects and blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tombs of the Blind Dead&lt;/span&gt; (1971) | Directed by Amando de Ossorio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first and best of what, honestly, isn't a great series of films. However, the Blind Dead -- the skeletal revenants of satanic Templar Knights -- are a truly scary mix of Romero zombie, vampire, and old school ghost. The way they hunt and surround their victims is creepy as hell. Watching them ride their undead horses is both campy and chilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shock Waves&lt;/span&gt; (1977) | Directed by Ken Wiederhorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to have Nazi Zombies on here somewhere, didn't I? Well here's the best of the damn lot so far. Creepy androids, relics of an insane experiment the Nazis could not control. Given the budget and some of the spotty acting in the film, one would expect these undead uber-creeps to not really be creepy at all. But they are. Slow, silent, and deadly, with a unique look. Much like the Blind Dead in their films, it's the zombies here themselves that have mostly made this film a classic to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Before Dawn&lt;/span&gt; (1981) | Directed by Jeff Lieberman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really writing a new chapter in the book on slasher films, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just Before Dawn&lt;/span&gt; at least adds a paragraph or two. One of the best copycat slasher in the woods films to come out of the early '80s, there are some neat twists here. What stands out here, you ask?: a creepy score; a fairly unique twist regarding the killer; one stalk and kill scene that implies very nasty things without showing them; and even a bit of a twist on the final girl formula, all help prop this up above the standard trash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taste the Blood of Dracula&lt;/span&gt; (1970) | Directed by Peter Sasdy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from having the best title for a horror film ever, this is my favourite of the Hammer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dracula&lt;/span&gt; films. It's, of course, well-acted and everything looks good, but it also features a very smartly-written script that critiques Victorian-aged hypocrisy and highlights the clash between the older generation and its children. Christopher Lee hardly says anything in this one (he was brought back in at the last minute to reprise his signature role) but manages to be quite menacing as he takes a terrible revenge on those who have wronged him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horror Express&lt;/span&gt; (1972) | Directed by Eugenio Martín.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could be watched on a double bill with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt;, as it holds in common the central theme: people isolated with an alien intruder who could be anyone. Here they are isolated on a train and the alien is sucking peoples knowledge from their brains in order to better itself and survive. Throw in Peter Cushing and Christopher Lee as rival British men of science who are forced to work together to save the day, and a fantastic cameo by Telly Savalas, and you have a classic film in my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Texas Chain Saw Massacre&lt;/span&gt; (1974) | Directed by Tobe Hooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bleak underbelly of the love generation being eaten up by Vietnam war era America. A road trip far off the beaten path in rural America. A relentless encroachment of death upon hapless young men and women who learn that life isn't fair or safe. Shocking for its time and still effective today, despite it not being as bloody or violent as everyone seems to think it is. The film makes you believe you're seeing more than you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't Look Now&lt;/span&gt; (1973) | Directed by Nicolas Roeg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shocking moments: the loss of a child, the breaking up of a marriage, and an uncanny series of events that somehow relate to it all, leads Donald Sutherland's character down a path towards a grim fate. Often we mistake warning signs and take the wrong direction home. Here it seems as if there was no other choice but to go down the wrong path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Blair Witch Project&lt;/span&gt; (1999) | Directed by Daniel Myrick &amp;amp; Eduardo Sánchez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand how anyone, except for those with motion sickness problems, can not see this as a creepy minimalist classic of the genre. Unanswered questions are scary. I don't want to know for sure if there was a witch, or a serial killer's ghost, or if one of our main characters was not what they seemed. I want to ponder it forever. That's what this film offers true horror fans: the unexplained and the horrible possibilities of what happened to those three students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Shining&lt;/span&gt; (1980) | Directed by Stanley Kubrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brave move to strip Stephen King's central themes in his novel out of the script and insert a much more creepy haunting in the Overlook Hotel. It's not so much the break down of the family Kubrick is concerned about here, but with the white man paying for his sins over and over again for what he did to the native population. At least that's what I'm convinced of after seeing this many, many times. In effect the evil spirits here are our own. The clues are all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt; (1982) | Directed by John Carpenter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my original review: "The movie sets out to scare and it does. Taking elements from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invasion of the Body Snatchers&lt;/span&gt; and Agatha Christie's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Little Indians&lt;/span&gt;, the film actually stays more faithful to the original story than the first film adaptation did, and the Thing is one of the most interesting and outright scary monsters to ever appear on screen. Who has been taken over? Would you even know if you had been? The film is a shining example of how to blend horror and sci-fi together and make it work".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invasion of the Body Snatchers&lt;/span&gt; (1978) | Directed by Philip Kaufman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A theme that scares me over and over. Your friends and loved ones changing and turning on you over night. Losing your identity. What is more scary than that? This is a smart update that takes advantage of the growing isolation and urban paranoia of its time. It has many creepy moments, but the final scene stands out and still scares me, even though I know it's coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dawn of the Dead&lt;/span&gt; (1978) | Directed by George A. Romero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romero dumps his ghouls into a semi-comicbook action picture, set in a world gone mad. Society is breaking down, everyone is at each others throats for power and survival...and all the zombies want is to eat those throats. The first epic zombie picture and the true classic of the genre. As much of an action picture that it is, it's also a fairly obvious, but spot-on critique of consumerism, capitalism, racism, and authority in the wrong hands. All the usual stuff Romero likes to bitch about. But on top of all of that, it's gory and it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; (1978) | Directed by John Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iconic. The little movie that could. The Shape (the ill-fated from the start Michael Myers) is not explained by the heroic Dr. Loomis in any regard other than he's pure evil. All that was human has died. That's all you need to know as we watch The Shape stalk three smart, interesting and likable young girls on Halloween night. You like them and you don't want them to die. This separates the film from many of its imitators, which feature throw-away teen fodder to be hacked up after smoking pot, drinking beer, and getting naked. The scenes where we see The Shape in the same frame as the characters he's stalking -- the soon-to-be victims totally unaware -- still works perfectly to this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nosferatu: The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vampyre&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nosferatu: Phantom Der &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nacht&lt;/span&gt; (1979) | Directed by Werner Herzog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herzog made this film wanting to pay tribute to a generation of German film makers that vanished before or around the rise of the Nazi Party in Germany. He picked F.W. Murnau's classic and somehow has improved upon it. Sometimes a shot-for-shot remake, this film truly explores the real horrors of the vampire. The undying isolation and loneliness that Klaus Kinski's Count Dracula feels is thick in the air. The viewer feels sorry for this monster, but is revolted at the same time. The scenes of a deserted and nearly dead plague-ridden town, all thanks to the coming of Dracula and his army of rats, stand to this day as some of the most effective scenes ever put to film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some Honourable Mentions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Living Dead&lt;/span&gt; (1968) | Directed by George A. Romero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Martin&lt;/span&gt; (1977) |  Directed by George A. Romero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pan's Labyrinth&lt;/span&gt; (2006) | Directed by Guillermo del Toro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rogue&lt;/span&gt; (2007) | Directed by Greg Mclean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wolf Creek&lt;/span&gt; (2005) | Directed by Greg Mclean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psycho&lt;/span&gt; (1960) | Directed by Alfred Hitchcock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Innocents&lt;/span&gt; (1961) | Directed by Jack Clayton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Mist&lt;/span&gt; (2007) | Directed by Frank Darabont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Session 9&lt;/span&gt; (2001) | Directed by Brad Anderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/span&gt; (2008) | Directed by Tomas Alfredson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Hell&lt;/span&gt; (2001) | Directed by Albert Hughes &amp;amp; Allen Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Hills Have Eyes&lt;/span&gt; (2006) | Directed by Alexandre Aja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Christmas&lt;/span&gt; (1974) | Directed by Bob Clark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deathdream&lt;/span&gt; (1974) | Directed by Bob Clark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien&lt;/span&gt; (1979) | Directed by Ridley Scott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Fog&lt;/span&gt; (1980) | Directed by John Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horror of Dracula&lt;/span&gt; (1958) | Directed by Terence Fisher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funhouse&lt;/span&gt; (1981) | Directed by Tobe Hooper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8861165561249373030?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8861165561249373030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8861165561249373030&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8861165561249373030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8861165561249373030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-top-20-favourite-horror-movies.html' title='My Top 20 Favourite Horror Movies.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TMynYm6wX1I/AAAAAAAACIQ/xK7bkn73MOA/s72-c/horror.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8496275282283869669</id><published>2010-09-16T13:14:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T08:48:57.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD Spotlight'/><title type='text'>DVD Spotlight: The Thing (Collector's Edition).</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJE2_oOP1I/AAAAAAAACEw/smIDgYgqUmg/s1600/thething.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJE2_oOP1I/AAAAAAAACEw/smIDgYgqUmg/s200/thething.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517548205066043218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt; (Collector's Edition) (1982)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD Release Year:&lt;/span&gt; 1998.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Released by:&lt;/span&gt; Universal Pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Region:&lt;/span&gt; 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Kurt Russell; Wilford Brimley; T.K. Carter; David Clennon; Keith David; Richard Dysart; Charles Hallahan; Peter Maloney; Richard Masur; Donald Moffat; Joel Polis; Thomas G. Waites; Norbert Weisser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; John Carpenter.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/109 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A remake of the 1951 Howard Hawks-directed classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing from Another World&lt;/span&gt;, which in turn is based on the short story &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who Goes There?&lt;/span&gt; by John W. Campbell Jr., is one of director John Carpenter's masterworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpG30DGI/AAAAAAAACEQ/r2WxJV8NVfQ/s1600/thething002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 85px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpG30DGI/AAAAAAAACEQ/r2WxJV8NVfQ/s200/thething002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547966492314722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The story involves a twelve-man team, working in a remote Antarctic research station, encountering the last remaining member of a Norwegian research team trying to kill a dog that he has chased into their camp. Having no choice, they are forced to kill the man and save the dog. However, after investigating the Norwegian camp, they soon discover that the rest of the Norwegian team was killed by something they had taken from the ice, something from a crashed alien spacecraft that had been buried there for over 100,000 years. As it turns out, that very something took the form of the dog they saved and now it's slowly taking over the members of their team as well, by copying them! The Thing can be anyone, and that fact causes tension and mistrust among the team. They are at each other throats as the Thing picks them off by playing them against each other. It seems they will soon meet the same fate as the Norwegians did if they don't find a way to pull together and trust each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpWn0dMI/AAAAAAAACEY/GPUKOK3lpH8/s1600/thething003.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpWn0dMI/AAAAAAAACEY/GPUKOK3lpH8/s200/thething003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547970720199874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt; is a tense and claustrophobic film full of solid acting and innovative special effects for the very gory nature of the Thing itself. You really get a sense that the creature is old and has been to many worlds in its day. As it transforms we see various features from the different animals it has copied. It makes for a very creepy Lovecraftian tone: something Lovecraft fan Carpenter was well aware of and has used in several of his films. Kurt Russell, as MacReady, is a loner and an alcoholic. He wants to escape everything, but it is he who is forced to take charge as the shit hits the fan. Here he gives another good performance -- something that always happened when he worked with Carpenter. But this is not a one-man show, as this all-male ensemble piece features good performances from everyone involved. Wilford Brimley is especially effective as Blair, who quickly realizes the full gravity of the situation the group find themselves in and slips quickly into paranoia and madness. All of this tension is punctuated by Ennio Morricone's score, which is cold, alien and actually quite similar to what Carpenter was doing with his own scores at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEp5FUGqI/AAAAAAAACEo/Eypt2FFzn34/s1600/thething005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEp5FUGqI/AAAAAAAACEo/Eypt2FFzn34/s200/thething005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547979970714274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEopkEK7I/AAAAAAAACEI/6VoEen7CSkY/s1600/thething001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEopkEK7I/AAAAAAAACEI/6VoEen7CSkY/s200/thething001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547958624857010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpuNeyZI/AAAAAAAACEg/9NjOdWrXfxU/s1600/thething004.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJEpuNeyZI/AAAAAAAACEg/9NjOdWrXfxU/s200/thething004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517547977052178834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Released in direct competition to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E.T.: The Extra-Terrestrial&lt;/span&gt;, the American movie-going public was not ready for something as horrific as the alien from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Thing&lt;/span&gt;, nor the bleak and depressing tone of the film. Although not a total bomb, it didn't do very well critically or financially when it was first released. However, thanks to home video, it has since gone on to be more than just a cult classic, but embraced as a true overlooked gem, worthy of respect. The movie sets out to scare and it does. Taking elements from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Invasion of the Body Snatchers&lt;/span&gt; and Agatha Christie's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ten Little Indians&lt;/span&gt;, the film actually stays more faithful to the original story than the first film adaptation did, and the Thing is one of the most interesting and outright scary monsters to ever appear on screen. Who has been taken over? Would you even know if you had been? The film is a shining example of how to blend horror and sci-fi together and make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DVD Information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Video:&lt;/span&gt; 2.35:1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Audio:&lt;/span&gt; English Dolby Digital 5.1 Surround Sound, French 2.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Subtitles:&lt;/span&gt; English; Spanish.&lt;br /&gt;--Chapter selection.&lt;br /&gt;--Feature commentary with director John Carpenter and Kurt Russell.&lt;br /&gt;--Original theatrical trailer.&lt;br /&gt;--Outtakes from the film.&lt;br /&gt;--Behind the scenes photographs.&lt;br /&gt;--Storyboards and conceptual art&lt;br /&gt;--Annoted production archive.&lt;br /&gt;--Featurette: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carpenter's&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Thing: Terror Takes Shape&lt;/span&gt;, original 80-minute documentary featuring interviews from John Carpenter, Kurt Russell, special effects make-up designer Rob Bottin, matte artist Albert Whitlock, plus other members of the cast, crew and special effects team.&lt;br /&gt;--Never-before-seen stop motion animation footage cut from the film.&lt;br /&gt;--Exclusive work-in-progress visual effects footage.&lt;br /&gt;--Behind-the-scenes location footage.&lt;br /&gt;--Bios for John Carpenter and Kurt Russell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There very well could be some stuff that I missed because some of the features listed above cover a ton of different things. This DVD is just PACKED. It's by far one of the most impressive I've seen. The audio and picture get no complaints from me. The DVD just has all the goodies a serious fan of the film could hope for, including yet another trademark AWESOME commentary track from John Carpenter and Kurt Russell, who obviously have a lot of fun watching the films they made together and talking about them. The commentary is funny, interesting and quite insightful. In case you didn't quite "get" what everything was about and what was going on in the movie, you'll soon be educated after looking through the extras here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Terror Takes Shape&lt;/span&gt; covers the production, release and reception of the film in good detail. There's also fold-out liner notes instead of just the usual card that shows the movie poster and the chapter selections on back, that goes into some more detail about the film. Coming from a music fan who buys albums for liner notes and the like, it's always a nice addition to have that little extra something with the rest of the package.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-8496275282283869669?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/8496275282283869669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=8496275282283869669&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8496275282283869669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/8496275282283869669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/09/dvd-spotlight-thing-collectors-edition.html' title='DVD Spotlight: The Thing (Collector&apos;s Edition).'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TJJE2_oOP1I/AAAAAAAACEw/smIDgYgqUmg/s72-c/thething.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-4943272522363418226</id><published>2010-09-14T11:35:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:01:45.458-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NkEeRuRI/AAAAAAAACDg/7IW_KsmZzcM/s1600/cabinfever2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NkEeRuRI/AAAAAAAACDg/7IW_KsmZzcM/s200/cabinfever2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783719367686418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Rider Strong; Noah Segan; Alexi Wasser; Rusty Kelley; Marc Senter; Giuseppe Andrews; Mark Borchardt; Michael Bowen; Regan Deal; Judah Friedlander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ti West.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/86 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up where the original Eli Roth-directed film ended, Rider Strong's character of Paul is still alive and able to move from the creek he fell in, despite being infected with that nasty flesh-eating virus that killed all of his friends. Sadly he only manages to move into the path of an oncoming school bus. SPLAT! But that's not the worst of it. The creek he had fallen into is the source of water for a bottled water company. The teens on the school bus are hauling a new batch of said water back to the school, some of it intended for use at the upcoming prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NlNyaxoI/AAAAAAAACDw/q9BVCYVAIjA/s1600/cabinfever2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NlNyaxoI/AAAAAAAACDw/q9BVCYVAIjA/s200/cabinfever2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783739047954050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-Nkxvkm2I/AAAAAAAACDo/k7YH9JJnGB8/s1600/cabinfever2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-Nkxvkm2I/AAAAAAAACDo/k7YH9JJnGB8/s200/cabinfever2001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783731519822690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thrown into the mix is a typical teen romance triangle between the shy nice guy, the lovely popular girl, and her dick of a boyfriend. Also, (sort of) on the case is slacker cop Winston (Giuseppe Andrews), from the original film, tracking down the source of the disease and trying to find out just what the government's angle is in all of this. As prom night comes closer more and more people start to become infected and the government moves in on the school to contain the disease &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crazies&lt;/span&gt;-style. I think you can guess that things don't end well for a lot of the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anything, I applaud this film for demonizing the drinking of bottled water when one doesn't have to. Also of note is the film's willingness to go that extra mile to gross out the viewer: blood vomiting; blood peeing; puss-filled sores on the lips of a girl going down on one of the main characters, then the graphic results of that blow job later on in the picture (yikes); bloody sex with an obese girl in the school swimming pool. This film does manage to out-gross the original in spades. However, the balance between comedy and outright horror is badly handled. At first the film plays like a typical teen comedy, and the subplot involving Officer Winston seems almost like an attempt to spin that character off for his own stoner/slacker film series, and the animated bookends to the film, used for exposition, just don't fit and seemed tacked on. Then when the blood starts spewing, things turn mean and one scene involving an infected pregnant girl really belongs in something really mean spirited like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cannibal Holocaust&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NlqDfUTI/AAAAAAAACD4/ZhckuKmTVF8/s1600/cabinfever2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NlqDfUTI/AAAAAAAACD4/ZhckuKmTVF8/s200/cabinfever2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783746635747634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NmJ8QN1I/AAAAAAAACEA/GW7asqVYVRI/s1600/cabinfever2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NmJ8QN1I/AAAAAAAACEA/GW7asqVYVRI/s200/cabinfever2004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516783755195332434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are obvious pacing problems, too, as the film just shoots along way too fast towards a semi-impressive, blood-filled conclusion. You barely get to know or give a shit about anyone in the cast, even though they all do a good job with what they are given to work with. Standing out is the ill-fated Rusty Kelley as the wise-ass best friend, and Alexi Wasser as the main character's love interest is very easy on the eyes. This film was plagued with re-shoots and re-edits to the point where director Ti West asked to have his name removed from the credits, but he was denied. Really, looking at this film, one wouldn't have the first clue that the guy who directed this also gave us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;House of the Devil&lt;/span&gt;. Not nearly as good as the original, but I didn't exactly love that film either. But still, It's worthy of a rental if nothing else is calling out to you on the shelves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-4943272522363418226?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/4943272522363418226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=4943272522363418226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4943272522363418226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/4943272522363418226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/09/film-review-cabin-fever-2-spring-fever.html' title='Film Review: Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI-NkEeRuRI/AAAAAAAACDg/7IW_KsmZzcM/s72-c/cabinfever2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2070480209411154845</id><published>2010-09-13T10:11:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T07:05:32.452-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RIP'/><title type='text'>Kevin McCarthy RIP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI4j9AST4QI/AAAAAAAACDY/26N2gbxIGb8/s1600/invasionofthebodysnatchers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI4j9AST4QI/AAAAAAAACDY/26N2gbxIGb8/s400/invasionofthebodysnatchers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516386124531228930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kevin McCarthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February 15, 1914 -- September 11, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selected Filmography:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invasion of the Body Snatchers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1956)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piranha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1978)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invasion of the Body Snatchers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1978)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Howling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(1981)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2070480209411154845?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2070480209411154845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2070480209411154845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2070480209411154845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2070480209411154845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/09/kevin-mccarthy-rip.html' title='Kevin McCarthy RIP.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TI4j9AST4QI/AAAAAAAACDY/26N2gbxIGb8/s72-c/invasionofthebodysnatchers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-5140341792456837975</id><published>2010-08-30T10:13:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T22:31:07.795-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: The Limits of Control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuv_hZ3nhI/AAAAAAAACCQ/8pq8clWX5oI/s1600/thelimitsofcontrol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuv_hZ3nhI/AAAAAAAACCQ/8pq8clWX5oI/s200/thelimitsofcontrol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192074851425810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Li&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mits of Co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ntrol&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Isaach De Bankolé; Alex Descas; Jean-François Stévenin; Óscar Jaenada; Luis Tosar; Paz de la Huerta; Tilda Swinton; Youki Kudoh; John Hurt; Gael García Bernal; Hiam Abbass; Bill Murray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jim Jarmusch.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/116 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaach De Bankolé is the "Lone Man". A quiet hit man on a job in Spain. His target is as much of a mystery to us as it is to him. He travels from mostly deserted location to mostly deserted location, ordering two cups of espresso and waiting to meet contacts who ask him in Spanish: "You don't speak Spanish, right?". He say no and then they talk to him for a short time, giving him their opinions on a specific subject, like art or science. The Lone Man listens, seemingly without interest and then the two parties exchange matchbooks. Inside of the Lone Man's there is always a small piece of paper with a coded message. He eats it and then washes it down with his espresso before meeting his next contact. Eventually this cycle leads him to his mysterious American target (Bill Murray), who is guarded in a fortified complex. How will the Lone Man get in, and why has he been sent to kill this man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuv_w8sANI/AAAAAAAACCY/Nc0bSXl9Oco/s1600/limits001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuv_w8sANI/AAAAAAAACCY/Nc0bSXl9Oco/s200/limits001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192079023997138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwI5MWj6I/AAAAAAAACC4/bVFJ5cLQR3g/s1600/limits005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwI5MWj6I/AAAAAAAACC4/bVFJ5cLQR3g/s200/limits005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192235856007074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwAY60xKI/AAAAAAAACCg/PK6WObT-ILI/s1600/limits002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwAY60xKI/AAAAAAAACCg/PK6WObT-ILI/s200/limits002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192089753601186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good question. I have little idea. Jim Jarmusch is known for his artsy, minimalist plots and here he takes that style to its limits. The plot is so distilled to its base components that there virtually is no plot to speak of. Instead the viewer is given an action film, devoid of action, driven by mood, tone, and motif, but without it leading to some sort of point by its conclusion (at least any that I can see). I'm a huge fan of Jarmusch's films, but at the same time I'm not well versed in hardcore art house films, and there is no doubt that this film fits that bill. What I believe I do see is the idea that nothing is original; everything is a repeat of something that came before, a variation. Until its conclusion, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Limits of Control&lt;/span&gt; is the same group of scenes repeated with slight variations, almost as if the characters are part of some ritual that exists outside of the rest of the world. Is this a parody of an art film? Is this a critique of an art film? Is it both? It's so broken down to base elements that it even lacks the interesting conversations found in most Jarmusch films. The other characters talk to the Lone Man, but rarely do they get a response (not even the always naked Paz de la Huerta can get a smile from him). They might as well be talking to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwCO2xqEI/AAAAAAAACCw/kJCr2RbLkbo/s1600/limits004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwCO2xqEI/AAAAAAAACCw/kJCr2RbLkbo/s200/limits004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192121412003906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwBWm7CGI/AAAAAAAACCo/CjauMwBfk14/s1600/limits003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwBWm7CGI/AAAAAAAACCo/CjauMwBfk14/s200/limits003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192106313123938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwJfoG4cI/AAAAAAAACDA/zpp2HwMoudM/s1600/limits006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuwJfoG4cI/AAAAAAAACDA/zpp2HwMoudM/s200/limits006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511192246172967362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite how confusing this film is at times there is stuff to love here. First off, Isaach De Bankolé has one of the most interesting faces seen on film. The hard edges and high cheek bones look sculpted. Much of the time he seems to become part of the beautiful architecture and landscapes he is surrounded by. His character seems to almost be some sort of primal force that the rest of the world circles. Perhaps he is the great magnet Hunter Thompson spoke of,  and all around him flow to his whim. He is always watchable. The other actors, who really only have extended cameos, try their best, and each character they individually play have an interesting look and something mildly interesting (although a bit self indulgent) to say about whatever subject they choose to speak on. I wanted more of them. Christopher Doyle's stunning cinematography is some of the most beautiful work I've seen in a film in a long while. Given that almost nothing else happens in the film, it does work as a lovely travelogue. In fact, on the DVD there is a feature devoted solely to his photography in the film as well as a, long, two part documentary on the making of the film, which is actually a much more interesting film than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Limits of Control&lt;/span&gt; is itself. Still, hardcore fans of Jarmusch may want to rent this one. Everyone else will probably want to avoid it at all costs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-5140341792456837975?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/5140341792456837975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=5140341792456837975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5140341792456837975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/5140341792456837975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/08/film-review-limits-of-control.html' title='Film Review: The Limits of Control.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/THuv_hZ3nhI/AAAAAAAACCQ/8pq8clWX5oI/s72-c/thelimitsofcontrol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-2721723743298700732</id><published>2010-08-09T14:00:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T10:06:25.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #50: Damnit, I Found More of My Archives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TFquJscodCI/AAAAAAAAB_4/eJ5qZXJqtnQ/s1600/grave.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 71px; height: 72px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TFquJscodCI/AAAAAAAAB_4/eJ5qZXJqtnQ/s200/grave.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501901376359789602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey,  look what I dug up. I should just shut the hell up when it comes to  talking about getting all of my old archive of reviews up. I could have  sworn the previous post was it. I had finished them off. But no, I'm  going through my old discs, looking for something totally unrelated and I  stumble across yet another batch of reviews. I'm an epic failure when  it comes to organizing my old stuff. So: no promises that this is it.  They way things are going, I very well may run into reviews, dating back  into the late '90s, that I thought were totally destroyed. As much as  I'd like to steer this blog more towards horror and exploitation  reviews, this post is a pretty mixed bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy2lBKOFI/AAAAAAAACB4/pNzVWK2sgt8/s1600/talladeganights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy2lBKOFI/AAAAAAAACB4/pNzVWK2sgt8/s200/talladeganights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454657878046802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby&lt;/span&gt;  (2006)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Will  Ferrell; John C. Reilly; Leslie Bibb; Sacha Baron Cohen; Michael Clarke  Duncan; Amy Adams; Jane Lynch; Gary Cole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Adam McKay.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/122 Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On  initial glance I suspected I was going to be bored by this film or that  I'd just hate it outright. A comedy film about a NASCAR driver? Come  on, we all like to make fun of and laugh at rednecks, but could this  really be any good? Even with talents like Will Ferrell and John C.  Reilly at the helm, could this be anything but another &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Joe Dirt&lt;/span&gt;? Well, I'm pleased to say my  initial reservations were stupid. You've got the writing team of  director Adam McKay and Will Ferrell, who also did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy&lt;/span&gt;.  If you liked that film, you'll love this one because it's pretty much  on par. Will Ferrell is Ricky Bobby, the #1 NASCAR driver in America.  He's a big, loud, ugly American winning machine. Along with his moronic,  lapdog best buddy and team mate Cal Naughton Jr. (John C. Reilly), he  rules the tracks until a flashy European driver (Sacha Baron Cohen...  who really has fun with the typical Euro-stereotype some people hold)  comes swooping in and bests him. This destroys Bobby's fragile ego, and  his life falls apart. Cal moves in with and marries his wife, and Ricky  Bobby moves back in with his mother and gets a job at a pizza place.  It's up to his estranged father to try and kick his ass back into being a  man, so he can make a comeback and reclaim his NASCAR throne. The  entire film is pretty about over-the-top characters spouting off as many  funny lines as possible. Sure, it's dumb, crude and pointless; but does  that matter if you're laughing all the way through it? The film's only  real obvious flaw is that it's such a fucking commercial whore. There  are adds for everything on display in this film. Still, that is what  NASCAR is like though, right? So I guess I can't fault them too much.  Plus, some of Ferrell and Reilly's best moments are their commercials  for fake products and their strange public service announcements. The  extra ones on the DVD, along with the outtakes and deleted scenes, make  it worth the rental alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy2C3yQ-I/AAAAAAAACBw/kyjNxVYovFc/s1600/stepbrothers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy2C3yQ-I/AAAAAAAACBw/kyjNxVYovFc/s200/stepbrothers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454648711922658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Brothers&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Will Ferrell; John C.  Reilly; Mary Steenburgen; Richard Jenkins; Jason Davis; Kathryn Hahn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Adam McKay.&lt;br /&gt;Color/ 98  Minutes/NR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly are 40 year old,  unemployed losers, who have never grown up, and still live with their  single parents (Mary Steenburgen and Richard Jenkins). When their  parents fall in love with and marry each other, they find themselves  unwilling step brothers. They instantly are at each others throats, but  eventually become best friends, but by that point their antics cause  their parents to get a divorce. Oh what to do now but engage in zany  antics to get them back together? Or something. I went into this film  expecting it to be funny. The Ferrell/Reilly team was awesome in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby&lt;/span&gt;,  and the director, Adam McKay, who also directed Ferrell's real  break-out film, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anchorman: The Legend  of Ron Burgundy&lt;/span&gt;, is back in the helm here. Seemed win-win to me.  But no. Step Brothers is an almost totally unfunny film from start to  finish. There are laughs, yes, but you really have to wait for them.  Sometimes I found myself laughing just to be nice. Pity laughs. Oh what a  feeling they create. A little ball of cancer forms in your brain with  each one. That's a dirty feeling to have inside you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talladega Nights&lt;/span&gt; was line after line  of awesome. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Step Brothers&lt;/span&gt; bored  the shit out of me. This film should have been called "Failure to  Launch", but the title was already taken, along with most of the plot,  back in 2006. Jesus, you know what's the most annoying thing here? The  line that sold it for me in the trailer was NOT IN THE FILM! The line  that hooked me came from the scene where Ferrell is burying Reilly in a  shallow grave. Reilly ask Ferrell what he's doing. "I'm burying you,"  Ferrell exclaims. "My dad will miss me," protests Reilly. "He'll never  know you're gone," Ferrell replies. That got me. Sorry, maybe not for  everyone, but I found that damn funny. It sold me on seeing this film.  Yes, after watching this whole shitburger, it wouldn't have helped my  overall opinion of the film, if it had been left in, but still...YOU  DISHONEST FUCKING MOVIE!!! I hate you. Shame on Ferrell and Reilly.  Shame on Mckay. Shame on me for being suckered into watching this.  Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyj_UYoHI/AAAAAAAACAo/5BffIWDW14g/s1600/batmanbegins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyj_UYoHI/AAAAAAAACAo/5BffIWDW14g/s200/batmanbegins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454338520490098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batman Begins &lt;/span&gt;(2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Christian Bale; Michael  Caine; Liam Neeson; Katie Holmes; Gary Oldman; Cillian Murphy; Tom  Wilkinson; Rutger Hauer; Ken Watanabe; Mark Boone Junior; Linus Roache;  Morgan Freeman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt;  Christopher Nolan.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/140 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! A great  Batman film! Christian Bale bulked up like a motherfucker and got all  broody in order to give us the best Bruce Wayne/Batman outside of the  animated series. He could crush Keaton with his stare alone here.  Director Christopher Nolan gives us a proper origin story for Bruce  Wayne/Batman, and we see him go to Asia to learn how to fight under the  teachings of Henri Ducard (Liam Neeson) and his shadowy master, Ra's Al  Ghul (Ken Watanabe), who runs this league of ninja crime-fighter types.  However, this league isn't actually all that nice and Bruce Wayne leaves  after whooping some ninja ass, only to return to a corrupt criminal-run  Gotham City, plagued not only by mafia, but also the sinister super  villain, Scarecrow, who sports a cool thrift store mask and the ability  to say "boo" and make it work. Throw in supporting roles by Michael  Caine (best Alfred ever!), Gary Oldman (best Jim Gordon ever!), Morgan  Freeman (best Lucius Fox ever!), motherfucking' Rutger Hauer (just the  best at whatever he does ever!), and Katie Holmes (best useless  character, but very cute with a nice body ever!) and you've got a  winning combo. Dark, edgy, not overblown, wonderful toys, good acting,  good action scenes, and Joker foreshadowing. And the follow up from  Nolan and crew, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;,  would go on to blow this film out of the water. Rent?: sure. Own?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyk2jA_6I/AAAAAAAACBA/mFIRl5zHaQo/s1600/ironman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyk2jA_6I/AAAAAAAACBA/mFIRl5zHaQo/s200/ironman.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454353345806242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt; (2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Robert Downey Jr.; Terrence  Howard; Jeff Bridges; Gwyneth Paltrow; Leslie Bibb; Shaun Toub; Faran  Tahir; Clark Gregg; Bill Smitrovich; Sayed Badreya; Paul Bettany; Jon  Favreau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Jon  Favreau.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/126 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very good adaptation --  and this is coming from someone who has never really read more than  about two issues of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Iron Man&lt;/span&gt;  comic in my life, and has never been a big fan. You can get into it  without knowing a lick about Tony Stark and his metal dress-up fetish.  You can view it as semi-deeper than usual sci-fi action film really. But  man, did they get their shit down. Solid acting. Really good special  effects that both wow and yet serve the plot, which is not as action  packed as one might think. Also, it's a fairly funny film, too. This is  an origin story, so more time is given for the characters and their  motivations. There will probably be a lot more action in the sequels. Is  there anything Robert Downey Jr. can't do? The man somehow keeps a  straight face while walking around with a light bulb stuck in his chest  for two thirds of the film. Jeff Bridges makes for a pretty good villain  and Gwyneth Paltrow looks pretty good to me for once, and not just  because of the red hair. I dug that they play the old  theme song from the cartoon in lounge  music form during the film. Just a nice sly little wink. Oh, and stay  until the end of the credits for Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury. This  doesn't quite rank up there with the first two &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;X-Men&lt;/span&gt; films; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spiderman 2&lt;/span&gt;;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Batman Begins&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;, as far as quality superhero genre films  go, but it's not anywhere near abortions like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daredevil&lt;/span&gt;. Worthy rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyvW9vVdI/AAAAAAAACBo/Q4VUbpHVEWk/s1600/shanghaiknights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyvW9vVdI/AAAAAAAACBo/Q4VUbpHVEWk/s200/shanghaiknights.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454533846521298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shanghai Knights &lt;/span&gt;(2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Jackie Chan; Owen Wilson;  Fann Wong; Aaron Johnson; Aidan Gillen; Tom Fisher; Donnie Yen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; David Dobkin.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/114  Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie Chan and Owen Wilson return as Chon Wang  and Roy O'Bannon in this western/kung fu crossover comedy sequel to the  hit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shanghai Noon&lt;/span&gt;. This time  around Chan's father, a protector of the Chinese Royal Seal (um, or  something like that), is killed. The Seal is stolen and Chan's  attractive sister sends word to Chan in order for him to help her find  the killer (who is in London), and take revenge on him as well as return  the Seal to it's rightful place. Chan goes to New York to find Wilson  down on his luck and looking for an adventure. They both head off to  England and get in a series of slapstick martial arts battles with  various baddies. The movie is not serious at all. The plot is an excuse  for various running gags, said martial arts, and a chance to meet  various historical characters like Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, Jack The  Ripper, and Charlie Chaplin, while poking fun at everyone and  everything. I like Chan and his stunts. I like Owen Wilson and his laid  back comedy style. I liked the good-natured feel to the whole movie in  general. I especially got a kick out of the main villain, a Brit, being  the one who uses guns while the American cowboy, Wilson, only uses his  fists and his wits (or lack thereof), to get the job done. The movie is  not especially funny, and, to be honest, the outtakes at the end were  much more amusing than any of the jokes present throughout the whole  film. That seems to be an alarming trend with comedies these days, and  it almost makes me wonder if the outtakes were as staged as Chan's  awesome stunts were. I'm positive that someday, somebody will make a  film and only release the outtakes because they will end up being better  than the entire film itself. A rental for a night where you don't give a  damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyucNKVWI/AAAAAAAACBY/SapOCQMdyX8/s1600/oceanseleven.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyucNKVWI/AAAAAAAACBY/SapOCQMdyX8/s200/oceanseleven.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454518073513314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocean's Eleven &lt;/span&gt;(2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; George Clooney; Brad Pitt;  Matt Damon; Andy Garcia; Julia Roberts; Bernie Mac; Don Cheadle; Casey  Affleck; Scott Caan; Elliott Gould; Eddie Jemison; Shaobo Qin; Carl  Reiner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Steven  Soderbergh.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/116 Minutes/Pg-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Clooney and Brad  Pitt head up a semi-all star cast in a slick and   too-cool-for-its-own-good-sometimes remake of the  original Rat Pack  crime film. The film involves Clooney setting up a daring robbery of  various casinos all on the same night, as well as trying to win back his  ex-wife, played by Julia Roberts. The movie's strength is in the  interplay between the characters. The robbery details take more  of a  back seat here, unlike the other two big 2001 crime films &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Score&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Heist&lt;/span&gt;. I enjoyed it. Clooney is pretty  cool, I think, and he is the only actor I can think of today who makes  me think "Yeah, he could have been a Rat Pack member". &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ocean's Eleven&lt;/span&gt; is a style over  substance film, it's lightweight, and Julia Roberts' character isn't  even in 3/4 of the movie (it seems like she's just there to lend her  name to the credits). Still, it's a fun rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAykadY6II/AAAAAAAACA4/7sb8pRAY-qw/s1600/fromhell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAykadY6II/AAAAAAAACA4/7sb8pRAY-qw/s200/fromhell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454345806014594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;From Hell&lt;/span&gt; (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Johnny Depp; Heather Graham;  Ian Holm; Robbie Coltrane; Ian Richardson; Jason Flemyng; Katrin  Cartlidge; Terence Harvey; Susan Lynch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Albert Hughes and Allen Hughes.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/122  Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on the comic book series by Alan Moore and Eddie  Campbell. Johnny Depp plays absinthe and opium-addict/detective,  Inspector Frederick Abberline (based loosely on the real life Abberline  who actually worked the Ripper case, but was not a junkie), who has some  small degree of psychic ability (which the opium and absinthe helps him  focus), on the hunt for Jack the Ripper in 19th century London, before  the killer kills the last of a group of "bang tails" (whores), who seem  to know something the killer wants kept quiet. I really enjoyed this odd  take on the Jack the Ripper myth that has stemmed from the very real  murders from that time period. It's full of interesting visuals and  better then average characters, which help to fill out a movie that has  the unfortunate problem of giving its secrets away to us half an hour  before the characters manage to figure them out for themselves. But  that's the only real big flaw in an otherwise enjoyable movie. I  especially liked the film's thoughts about who Jack the Ripper was. A  worthy rental or purchase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyuFSVgCI/AAAAAAAACBQ/JmME2p2kWKY/s1600/novocaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyuFSVgCI/AAAAAAAACBQ/JmME2p2kWKY/s200/novocaine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454511921201186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Novocaine&lt;/span&gt; (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Steve Martin; Helena Bonham  Carter; Laura Dern; Lynne Thigpen; Polly Noonan; JoBe Cerny; Elias  Koteas; Yasen Peyankov; Scott Caan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed  by:&lt;/span&gt; David Atkins.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/95 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve Martin is a  mild-mannered dentist who is pulled into a world of drugs,  double-crosses, and murder by a sexy young junkie (Helena Bonham Carter)  in this enjoyable little slice of film noir. She comes in looking for  drugs at the command of her psychopathic brother and Martin's at first  unwilling to help, but he soon discovers that he's not such a  mild-mannered person after all, but a man filled to the brim with  burning desires to escape the "normal" life he had planned, which  included getting married to his assistant. He  discovers that he's quite in love with Carter, and she discovers the  same, which leads them into all sorts of trouble from Carter's brother,  Martin's girlfriend, Martin's seedy brother, and the law. I enjoyed it  quite a bit. It moves at a steady pace and has some laughs here and  there. I especially enjoyed Kevin Bacon's bit part as an actor who wants  you to know he's more than just an actor, who, lucky for Martin,  happens to be doing research for the part of a cop just as Martin is  being investigated for murder. I also liked how Martin decides to fully  break out of his shell when he's forced to do something drastic to  escape the law with Carter and see his dreams of living in France and  raising a family. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAytmikKuI/AAAAAAAACBI/z1_2IkSSciw/s1600/mrdeeds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAytmikKuI/AAAAAAAACBI/z1_2IkSSciw/s200/mrdeeds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454503667772130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Deeds&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Adam Sandler; Winona Ryder;  John Turturro; Allen Covert; Peter Gallagher; Jared Harris; Erick Avari;  Peter Dante; Conchata Ferrell; Harve Presnell; Steve Buscemi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Steven Brill.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/96  Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Sandler's act got old pretty quick and now  it's got both feet firmly planted in the grave, dirt up to his neck,  with Sandler finding it harder to breath. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Deeds&lt;/span&gt; is a semi-remake of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Deeds Goes to  Washington&lt;/span&gt;, I believe, but I frankly don't care because whatever it was  based on HAS to be better than this tired tripe. Sandler goes though  the motions with his cliched ironic detachment character, the small-town  guy who gets thrust into the spotlight or an adventure of some sort,  while meeting wacky characters and cardboard cut-out villains, and some  tacked-on love interest (who must be the dumbest woman in the world,  BTW). There just wasn't anything to laugh at here, except maybe a brief  breakout of Sandler singing &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Space Oddity&lt;/span&gt;, but it was too brief of a scene  to go anywhere. The story is so piss-poor and stupid that I won't  bother you with the details. Needless to say, avoid at all costs, unless  you're a fan of Sandler's formula stuff. In that case, your mental  abilities and obvious lack of taste in good movies will prepare you for  this anti-thrill ride of everyone elses life. I'm so glad I got a burnt  copy of this from a co-worker instead of shilling out money to rent it.  Dodged a bullet there. Avoid. Abort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyjUJuKPI/AAAAAAAACAg/ubVbWgf1Gn4/s1600/abeautifulmind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyjUJuKPI/AAAAAAAACAg/ubVbWgf1Gn4/s200/abeautifulmind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454326933039346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Beautiful Mind&lt;/span&gt; (2001)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Russell Crowe; Ed Harris;  Jennifer Connelly; Christopher Plummer; Paul Bettany; Adam Goldberg;  Josh Lucas; Anthony Rapp; Jason Gray-Stanford; Judd Hirsch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Ron Howard.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/135  Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russell Crowe is a nutcase prone to delusions and  paranoia with resulting outbursts of violence. But enough about his  personal life. In this movie Crowe does a convincing job of playing John  Nash, the gifted yet socially introverted math genius who manages to  overcome the various roadblocks in the way of his goal of discovering  something that will allow him to leave his mark on the world forever. He  comes up with an apparently amazing formula that re-defines economic  trade, gains self-confidence, and shacks up with the very sexy Jennifer  Connelly only to have all of this perfect life shatter into pieces when  he becomes schizophrenic, falling into a imagined life where he works as  a top code breaker for the USA and is constantly hounded by Russian  agents. The movie is long and drawn out and it does a good job of  mind-fucking you. It makes you question what is real and what is just in  Nash's head. The movie is also a love story, centering on his wife's  devotion for him, willing to risk her life to help him see this illness  through. This is, of course, "based" on Nash's life, so I had no problem  with the liberties taken with facts. I did find some of the lines to be  over-dramatic at times, but the acting and the surprising level of  suspense makes this worth while to see. Plus, if you don't, Crowe will  most likely hunt you down and break your back with his knee several  times over, and force you to listen to his rock band while tied up in  your wheelchair. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy3PK58hI/AAAAAAAACCI/8FLxhCBa7W8/s1600/weweresoldiers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy3PK58hI/AAAAAAAACCI/8FLxhCBa7W8/s200/weweresoldiers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454669193212434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We Were Soldiers&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Mel Gibson; Madeleine Stowe;  Greg Kinnear; Sam Elliott; Chris Klein; Keri Russell; Barry Pepper;  Duong Don; Ryan Hurst; Robert Bagnell; Marc Blucas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Randall Wallace.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/136  Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fairly credible-feeling account of the first major  action America saw in the Vietnam war. It stars Mel Gibson as a  father-figure like officer leading his men into battle to smite those  heathen commie bastards. It's an American with a capital "A" war movie so you can expect  some of the typical macho bullshit and the senseless spouting of love  for "God and Country", which is annoying but correct for that time  period (hell, still correct, I suppose), but you also get all the guts  and gore you can ask for. The horrors of war shown here are not anything  we haven't seen in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saving Private Ryan&lt;/span&gt;,  but the battle scenes are impressive and one scene honestly made me  cringe with disgust, which is hard to do to a guy who watches as many  horror movies as I do! See if you can discover what scene I'm referring  to. The acting is good, but spotty in parts (especially with the  American-God-family-speech-type crap). One scene involving the wives of  the soldiers all forming bonds made me gag. I had to divert my eyes when  they got into this simplistic Oprah-like discussion, over the topic of  racism that just happened to come up in their casual conversation. But  if there's one man that can save a movie for me it's Sam  "mother-fucking" Elliot. He's one of my favorite character actors, and  he's a perfect supporting player as a the tough veteran soldier. This  movie is a flawed but entertaining rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAykHW585I/AAAAAAAACAw/ZHxvzJjVG_g/s1600/changinglanes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAykHW585I/AAAAAAAACAw/ZHxvzJjVG_g/s200/changinglanes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454340678546322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Changing Lanes&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Ben Affleck; Samuel L.  Jackson; Kim Staunton; Toni Collette; Sydney Pollack; Tina Sloan;  Richard Jenkins; Akil Walker; Cole Hawkins; Ileen Getz; Jennifer Dundas;  Matt Malloy; Amanda Peet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed  by:&lt;/span&gt; Roger Michell.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/98 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel L.  Jackson is a recovering alcoholic looking to provide a stable situation  for his family so his wife won't take the two kids away for good. Ben  Affleck is a young up-and-coming laywer who maybe getting in over his  head in some shady dealings. Both can't be late for important meetings  on one specific morning. Jackson must make it to court on time to prove  his worth. Affleck must provide important documents in a seperate court.  They get into a car accident, hitting each other. Jackson, trying to do  the right thing, wants to exchange insurance information. Affleck, in a  hurry, wants to buy Jackson off and get going. Jackson refuses and  Affleck leaves him stranded in the middle of the road. However, in the  rush Affleck leaves his important documents at the scene. Jackson, after  being provoked by Affleck in another encounter, goes over the edge and  holds those documents hostage. This sets in motion a hard day for both  men, who go at each other in increasingly mean ways because they both  blame each other for ruining there lives that day. I won't give away the  plot twists, but I really enjoyed this film. Some intresting twists and  good character development make it worth while. Some might compare it  to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling Down&lt;/span&gt;, due to  Jackson's performance, but this film isn't about what that picture was,  and such a comparison would not be fair at all, despite the fact that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Falling Down&lt;/span&gt; was a good movie in its  own right. Both characters grow quite a bit in the course of one day,  tempted to cross those lines most people wouldn't cross out of fear,  anger, guilt, and a need for revenge. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyu8nhleI/AAAAAAAACBg/ScD50o-Ert0/s1600/panicroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAyu8nhleI/AAAAAAAACBg/ScD50o-Ert0/s200/panicroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454526774023650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Panic Room&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Jodie Foster; Kristen  Stewart; Forest Whitaker; Dwight Yoakam; Jared Leto; Patrick Bauchau;  Ann Magnuson; Ian Buchanan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed  by:&lt;/span&gt; David Fincher.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/112 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently  divorced Jodie Foster, along with her teenaged daughter, move into a new  house. It's a large brownstone once owned by a very rich man who had  several "extras" installed like an elevator, video cameras, and a hidden  "panic room", where on could run to and be safe behind steel walls if  their home is invaded by robbers. Well, wouldn't you know it, during their first night in the house three thugs break in looking for a  hidden stash of money that the previous owner left there. Foster and  her daughter lock themselves in the panic room, the hitch being that  what the robbers want is hidden inside that very room. The rest of the  film is a human chess game. Foster and daughter trying to escape to get  help, while the robbers try to get in. The movie does not cop-out in any  way at all with some loophole gimmick. It's all about who is smarter,  and it works as a tense suspense picture. Foster and her daughter and  the three robbers all have enough back story provided for them to make  them interesting to watch. Dwight Yoakam continues to prove that he  should be an actor full time and not a horrid singer of hurtin' music,  as he's quite effective as the cold and dangerous robber "Raoul". Good  rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();}  catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy23x5mdI/AAAAAAAACCA/Ub8gAI7CMr4/s1600/thesaltonsea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TGAy23x5mdI/AAAAAAAACCA/Ub8gAI7CMr4/s200/thesaltonsea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503454662914316754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Salton Sea&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Val Kilmer; Vincent  D'Onofrio; Adam Goldberg; Luis Guzmán; Doug Hutchison; Anthony LaPaglia;  Glenn Plummer; Peter Sarsgaard; Deborah Kara Unger; Chandra West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; D.J. Caruso.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/103  Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Val Kilmer is two people. One is a tattooed meth  junkie and snitch for the police, while the other is a trumpet player  who has lost his wife tragically and seeks revenge. Is he suffering from  a split personality disorder? Playing out a a hidden fantasy? Or  perhaps the drugs have over-taken him? It very much seems that way at  times, and indeed the drugs have blurred the lines for him. He's not  quite sure who he is anymore. This is much over-looked and very  interesting film. It's part &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/span&gt;-type  junkie black comedy and part Tarantino crime picture. In his drug life  he gets into a dangerous deal with a big time dealer named "Pooh-Bear",  named so because years of cocaine abuse left him with no nose, forcing  him to wear a plastic one that makes him sort of look like Winnie the  Pooh. He's an interesting villain played with delusional passion by  Vincent D'Onofrio as an over-weight nut who likes re-creating the JFK  Assassination with remote-controled monster trucks and pigeons! The  movie reveals all of its secrets near the end, but the film is still  worthy of checking out. Good rental.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7685069852956056818-2721723743298700732?l=houglyreviews.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/feeds/2721723743298700732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7685069852956056818&amp;postID=2721723743298700732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2721723743298700732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7685069852956056818/posts/default/2721723743298700732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://houglyreviews.blogspot.com/2010/08/capsule-film-reviews-50-damnit-i-found.html' title='Capsule Film Reviews #50: Damnit, I Found More of My Archives.'/><author><name>Lee</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01611679296214391643</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i9hIGKI8dIg/TwT65phnVTI/AAAAAAAACqE/RPAMP6JYY3Y/s220/4646054c30ffc8208fcb3e6d8df10e26.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TFquJscodCI/AAAAAAAAB_4/eJ5qZXJqtnQ/s72-c/grave.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7685069852956056818.post-8852204689332110669</id><published>2010-07-22T06:46:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T12:16:27.663-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Capsule Film Reviews #49: Finishing With My Archives.</title><content type='html'>For those who might have been wondering, I've not been on vacation or anything as exciting as that. It's just been too damn hot to even bother sitting in front of the computer for more than a hour or so a day. So my blog slowed down to a complete stop for a couple of weeks. It pissed me off a bit because I wanted to get through the remainder of my old film review archive and get back to writing new reviews. I also felt the need to redesign my blog a bit. Using two other blogs to index my reviews was becoming a pain in the butt. I think the new design looks much better and is much more user-friendly. Anyway, this post should be it: the final set of stuff from my archives that was usable. After this I can move on to new material. Thank you, drive through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNjawXuqI/AAAAAAAAB_E/uwLv95tg52o/s1600/watchmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNjawXuqI/AAAAAAAAB_E/uwLv95tg52o/s200/watchmen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728616078654114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; (2009)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Malin Åkerman; Billy Crudup; Matthew Goode; Jackie Earle Haley; Jeffrey Dean Morgan; Patrick Wilson; Carla Gugino; Matt Frewer; Stephen McHattie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Zack Snyder.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/215 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adaptation of the comic book series by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons. On an alternate Earth costumed superheroes emerged between the 1940s to the 1960s. Some fought for the USA's international interests -- most importantly helping win the Vietnam War. This helped foster a very right-wing USA of the 1980s (Richard Nixon is still president), and as a result the superheroes of old are now outlawed or forced into working for the government (the murderous "Comedian", and the only hero with actual superpowers, the god-like "Doctor Manhattan"). The USA and Russia are at each other's throats; nuclear war seems like it could come any day. With the murder of the Comedian at the opening of the story, it's obvious someone is killing the retired costumed heroes of old. The last costumed hero to continue to be active, the violent detective/vigilante "Rorschach" (called so because of his ever-changing ink blot test-like mask), enlists the help of some of his old team in order to find out who is responsible. Not quite a carbon copy of the comic series, but it's quite damn close. You need to see the 186 minute director's cut (or, if you're feeling like not moving for a long while, the 215 minute "Ultimate Cut") to get the most out of it. It loses some complexity in translation to the big screen, but there's just so much that was going on in the series, that you would need a six hour movie to cover it all. I'm still shaking my head over some of the musical choices. They seem off. However, the tone of the series is otherwise captured perfectly: a world where costumed heroes actually ended up making it a worse place to live. Much like in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;, the heroes are sometimes faced with tough moral choices. Very little is black and white. When does one stop being a hero and start to become a villain, even if they are (in their mind) serving the greater good? A long film, but it's well paced, and the acting is pretty damn great. I found myself cheering on Rorschach, even if he was a deranged conservative psychopath. I found myself feeling sorry for The Comedian, even if he was a nasty piece of work through and through. It was all because the characters are not 2-D cliched comic book staples, and they had good actors taking up the roles. Along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt; is a shining example of how great a film based on a superhero comic can be. A very worthy rental or buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNYrsuSqI/AAAAAAAAB-s/CwAmbIo57Rg/s1600/memento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNYrsuSqI/AAAAAAAAB-s/CwAmbIo57Rg/s200/memento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728431648197282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memento&lt;/span&gt; (2000)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Guy Pearce; Carrie-Anne Moss; Joe Pantoliano; Mark Boone Junior; Russ Fega; Jorja Fox; Stephen Tobolowsky; Harriet Sansom Harris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Christopher Nolan.&lt;br /&gt;Colour and Black &amp;amp; White/113 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man who has been brain damaged, in such a way that he has no short term memory, is seeking the killer of his wife, the man who also left him in this horrid condition. The first thing you should know is that the movie goes backwards. It's very much like the main character himself  because his actions are taking him in a vicious circle. Who can he trust? Who has he met before? He tries to answer these questions by writing himself notes and taking pictures, even tattooing them on his body. He meets the same people every day and never remembers them. Sure, he has pictures of some people he's met before, but can he trust them? Can he even trust the notes from himself? This is an amazing feature length debut for Christopher Nolan, who wrote and directed this adaptation of his younger brother Jonathan's short story, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mori&lt;/span&gt;. The movie can be a total mind fuck. You think you know what's going on because you've seen the "ending" of the film, but as you go backwards, you get to see just how these things came to happen. You see the mistakes and the breakthroughs the main character has made. The world around the character becomes less mysterious as we go back, but it becomes more twisted and creepy as well. I'm really surprised that I managed to catch on to what really had happened by the end of the film. This seems like the kind of film that requires me to see it about five times, but the movie is tricky. It keeps you in the dark, but then reveals all by the "start" of the film. The acting is wonderful. Guy Peirce stands out as the man unable to make new memories. You really feel sorry for the guy. People use and abuse him because of his condition. He's lean, edgy, and with nothing to lose. A modern noir hero to be sure. He's dangerous because he doesn't really know himself or what he's capable of.  It's amazing to see his character stay the same yet change with every day. I'm not going to give away too much here, in case you haven't seen it. Just go see it: and don't give up on it, it's worth sitting through. One of my favorites of all time. Rent for sure and then buy the "case file" DVD version for even more awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNXWucyiI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DI-cD0kYoFA/s1600/aclockworkorange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNXWucyiI/AAAAAAAAB-U/DI-cD0kYoFA/s200/aclockworkorange.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728408838425122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Clockwork Orange&lt;/span&gt; (1971)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Malcolm McDowell; Patrick Magee; Michael Bates; Warren Clarke; John Clive; Adrienne Corri; Carl Duering; Paul Farrell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Stanley Kubrick.&lt;br /&gt;Colour and Black &amp;amp; White/136 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stanley Kubrick's masterwork based on the Anthony Burgess novel of the same name, about an ultra-violent, dystopian near-future Britain, where gangs of young "droogs" terrorize society via assault, rape, muggings, and murder. One such fellow, Alex (Malcolm McDowell), the leader of his gang, is arrested and imprisoned after a violent murder. He is put through a new brainwashing aversion therapy which turns him into a helpless weakling, who when set free now finds himself the victim. Malcolm McDowell plays Alex in wonderful fashion, as he's one of the most sympathetic monsters too ever show up on screen. He's charming, smart, and a lover of classical music. He's also ruthless and anti-social, fueled by milk laced with drugs and a passion for anarchy. One feels that society and meek parents must have in-part led to him getting the way he was, but it's also society that ends up making him even worse off by the end of the film, as he's had what made him a person stripped away from him when "cured" of his violent impulses. He is left even more helpless than his victims were. This film has the ever present theme of the evils that man does onto himself that Kubrick commonly explored in his films. Although a bit different from the book (also based on the North American version of the book that has a whole chapter removed) and not quite as deep, it retains much of what makes the story stand out, and thankfully the invented teenage slang used, ("Nadsat") is kept. The film is violent, funny, and surreal, and does a great job making us ponder fascism, moral choices, and just what makes us...us. Worth owning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNemJPpwI/AAAAAAAAB-8/V8RReS1e25U/s1600/outoftime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNemJPpwI/AAAAAAAAB-8/V8RReS1e25U/s200/outoftime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728533236426498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Out of Time&lt;/span&gt; (2003)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Denzel Washington; Eva Mendes; Sanaa Lathan; Dean Cain; John Billingsley; Robert Baker; Alex Carter; Antoni Corone; Terry Loughlin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Carl Franklin.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/105 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denzel Washington, the sheriff of a sleepy little town in Florida, is almost divorced, sleeping with another cop's wife, and quite willing to bend the rules when his lover needs money for treatment of her terminal cancer. However, as these movies always do, because of his shady dealings, Washington gets way over his head and is put in one tight situation after another, as things go from bad to worse. How long can he cover up his mounting lies and crimes from his soon to be ex-wife and his co-workers? Suspend your disbelief and you may just enjoy finding out as much as I did. I still don't really buy Denzel Washington as a shady character, or as an outright bad guy, but that's just my personal opinion. Okay rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNZS8sj7I/AAAAAAAAB-0/Rd9hgtmyf5g/s1600/nogooddeed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNZS8sj7I/AAAAAAAAB-0/Rd9hgtmyf5g/s200/nogooddeed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728442184175538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Good Deed&lt;/span&gt; (2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Samuel L. Jackson; Milla Jovovich; Stellan Skarsgård; Doug Hutchison; Joss Ackland; Grace Zabriskie; Jonathan Higgins; Shannon Lawson; Robert Welch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Bob Rafelson.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/97 Minutes/R&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samuel L. Jackson is a quiet, diabetic cop, who loves playing the cello and is looking forward to attending a fantasy camp with Yo-Yo Ma. Hey, aren't we all? However, as a favor to a friend, he goes looking for her missing daughter. By accident he finds a gang of bank robbers who assume he was looking for them. Now tied to a chair and most likely close to being killed after the robbers finish their job, his only hope is in turning the leader of the gang's girlfriend (sexy Milla Jovovich) to his side. But is she more than she seems to be? Very low key noir from the same director who gave us &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five Easy Pieces&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Postman Always Rings Twice&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blood and Wine&lt;/span&gt;, and based on a short story by Dashiell Hammett. The acting is subtle and everything fits into place. There's one of the sexiest cello-playing scenes you're ever going to see between Jackson and Jovovich. Don't overlook this one if you're into crime fiction. Good rental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNYTTfWsI/AAAAAAAAB-k/zUClD0lvwBM/s1600/kingkong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fxf-nqiHltA/TEhNYTTfWsI/AAAAAAAAB-k/zUClD0lvwBM/s200/kingkong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496728425099909826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt; (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starring:&lt;/span&gt; Naomi Watts; Jack Black; Adrien Brody; Thomas Kretschmann; Colin Hanks; Andy Serkis; Evan Parke; Jamie Bell; Lobo Chan; John Sumner; Craig Hall; Kyle Chandler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Directed by:&lt;/span&gt; Peter Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;Colour/201 Minutes/PG-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, better than the original. Better acting, better visuals, and Peter Jackson gets to have fun with some nasty and gross creatures on Skull Island (the insect pit was pretty horrific in a good way). You really have to go crank your personal gas pedal into overdrive when suspending your disbelief in some parts, however. Watch the dinosaur stampede that ends in a dino pile-up, for a good example. Jack Black was well cast as the crazy, amoral movie director, who gets everyone into this mess in the first place. Kong looked great. Still, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King Kong&lt;/span&gt;, right? You know what's going to happen in the end. I'm not even a really big fan of the original, but this is essentially the best possible job one could do with the story while keeping it true to the original, as an action-adventure with a beauty and the beast love story. I liked it fine. Worthy
