Showing posts with label Kurt Russell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kurt Russell. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 March 2026

Movie Review: Overboard (1987)


Genre: Romantic Comedy  
Director: Garry Marshall  
Starring: Goldie Hawn, Kurt Russell, Edward Herrmann, Roddy McDowall  
Running Time: 112 minutes  

Synopsis: In Oregon, Dean (Kurt Russell) is a carpenter and single dad to four boys. He is treated poorly by the wealthy and spoiled Joanna (Goldie Hawn) after he upgrades her yacht closet. When Joanna suffers memory loss after accidentally falling overboard, her husband Grant (Edward Herrmann) abandons her at the hospital. Dean senses an opportunity for revenge: he pretends to be Joanna's husband, calls her Annie, and takes her home to care for the chaos of his ramshackle house and kids.

What Works Well: Real-life couple Kurt Russell and Goldie Hawn carry an easy chemistry into this romantic comedy, more often than not finding fun and laughs in a story of mutual antagonism turning to opposites-attract love. The unlikely plot benefits from a commitment to two well-defined central characters, Dean a kind-hearted carpenter hiding beneath a rough-and-tumble exterior, Joanna discovering the nurturing joys of family as an alternative to the entitled nothingness of wine and fashion. In a highlight scene, Hawn turns a chicken cooking session into comedy gold.

What Does Not Work As Well: The more physical comedy moments lean into food-fight and hose-down type silliness rather than cleverness, while Joanna's husband Grant and mother Edith (Katherine Helmond) are firmly stuck in caricature land.

Key Quote:
Dean: Hey hey hey, don't you worry about me and my boys, okay? We're pals.
Annie: They have enough pals, they need a father.


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Sunday, 27 July 2025

Movie Review: Silkwood (1983)


Genre: Biographical Drama  
Director: Mike Nichols  
Starring: Meryl Streep, Kurt Russell, Cher, Craig T. Nelson, Fred Ward, Diana Scarwid  
Running Time: 131 minutes  

Synopsis: It's the 1970s in Oklahoma, and Karen Silkwood (Meryl Streep) is a technician at a manufacturing plant for plutonium rods. Her co-workers include her partner Drew (Kurt Russell) and best friend and housemate Dolly (Cher). Training and safety standards at the plant are lax, and employees are frequently exposed to radiation, although most of them are just happy to have a job. A union decertification effort and several contamination scares prompt Karen to become active in trying to improve safety, placing her in conflict with both management and co-workers.

What Works Well: Based on actual events, this is an in-depth look at blue collar life, with Meryl Streep excelling in the conflicted, lived-in role of a would-be whistleblower. Far from glamourizing Karen Silkwood, director Mike Nichols and writers Nora Ephron and Alice Arlen create a warts-and-all portrait of a working class woman engaged in the daily grind of a thankless job, bruised by a divorce and separation from her kids, and enjoying a relationship with Drew and the ups and downs of a friendship with Dolly. Once she starts to care about safety at work, her already ramshackle home life starts to disintegrate, testing all her commitments. 

What Does Not Work As Well: The balance tilts heavily towards domestic issues, reducing Karen's search for answers at the plant to a few scenes of note-taking and cabinet searching. The perspectives of co-workers are short-changed into traditional cold shouldering, while management (heartless) and union (self-serving) leaders are painted with singular colours.

Key Quote:
Drew: Sweetheart, it's like you're two people. I'm in love with one of them. But the other one is just...
Karen: ...a real pain in the ass.



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Tuesday, 4 March 2025

Movie Review: Tango & Cash (1989)


Genre: Buddy Action Comedy  
Director: Andrei Konchalovsky  
Starring: Sylvester Stallone, Kurt Russell, Jack Palance, Teri Hatcher  
Running Time: 104 minutes  

Synopsis: In Los Angeles, Lieutenants Ray Tango (Sylvester Stallone) and Gabe Cash (Kurt Russell) are two highly effective cops working in different precincts. The sophisticated Tango makes his money on the stock market and wears three-piece suits, while Cash is more the scruffy cowboy type. Crime boss Perret (Jack Palance) decides that the two officers are causing too much damage to his business and frames them for murder. Tango and Cash end up in prison and have to plot an escape in order to clear their names, while Cash also finds time for a romance with Tango's sister Kiki (Teri Hatcher). 

What Works Well: Sylvester Stallone and Kurt Russell establish a quick rapport and easily bounce off each other in an enjoyable display of never-too-serious but still muscular buddy camaraderie. Stallone is happy to mock his screen persona, and a constant stream of jibes and zingers generates chuckles. The prison scenes carry the added sweaty threat of cops placed in the company of convicts.

What Does Not Work As Well: A non-existent plot attempts to survive by hibernating between action set-pieces. The villains are shortchanged, with Jack Palance wasted into delivering a few cartoonish monologues while coddling mice, leaving the bulk of the antagonist work to his chief henchman Requin (Brion James). Kiki is (of course) an exotic dancer, thereby justifying bump-and-grind scenery as a backdrop to an already unnecessary romantic side-quest. The climax is a mess of colliding hardware straight from the imagination of a five year old child playing with toy trucks, leading to limp final confrontations with the bad guys. 

Key Quote:
First police officer (shouting at Tango): I want your badge, I want your weapon, I want your ass, who the fuck do you think you are?
Second police officer: He thinks he's Rambo.
Tango: Rambo...is a pussy.






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Saturday, 6 January 2024

Movie Review: Tequila Sunrise (1988)


Genre: Crime Drama  
Director: Robert Towne  
Starring: Mel Gibson, Michelle Pfeiffer, Kurt Russell, J.T. Walsh, Raul Julia  
Running Time: 115 minutes  

Synopsis: Los Angeles narcotics detective Nick Frescia (Kurt Russell) is pressured by Federal Agent Hal Maguire (J.T. Walsh) to bring evidence against Dale "Mac" McKussic (Mel Gibson), a former drug dealer who now claims to be straight. Nick and Mac are former high school buddies and maintain a strained friendship, but now Nick uses restaurant owner Jo Ann Vallenari (Michelle Pfeiffer) to try and uncover Mac's secrets. A love triangle develops just as notorious drug lord Carlos arrives in town, seeking Mac's help to move a big shipment.

What Works Well: In the first act, director and writer Robert Towne delivers some sharp dialogue and makes excellent use of vivid colours and sharp silhouettes to paint an intriguing context. A stellar cast features stars Gibson, Pfeiffer, and Russell radiating charisma, ably supported by J.T. Walsh.

What Does Not Work As Well: Once the premise is established, the drama bogs down in repetitive and tiresome character dynamics. Dubious romance elements dominate, Jo Ann disintegrates from cool and collected to a shuffling puddle of scattered emotions, and many scenes hammer away at the same themes of mistrust and lies. The third act arrival of an over-animated Raul Julia signals the disintegration of narrative coherence into a mess of bewildering motivations and unlikely actions.

Conclusion: Starts with fizz but rapidly fizzles.



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Wednesday, 25 October 2023

Movie Review: Stargate (1994)


Genre: Science Fiction Adventure
Director: Roland Emmerich
Starring: Kurt Russell, James Spader, Jaye Davidson, Viveca Lindfors
Running Time: 121 minutes

Synopsis: In 1928, a mysterious gate is discovered at an Egyptian archeological site. In the present, archeologist and linguist Dr. Daniel Jackson (James Spader) is summoned by Dr. Catherine Langford (Viveca Lindfors) to a secret research facility where he deciphers the gate's ancient activation symbols. Daniel is joined by Colonel Jack O'Neil (Kurt Russell) and a group of marines as they pass through the gate and travel through space. They emerge at a distant desert planet where an ancient civilization is enslaved by the ruthless Ra (Jaye Davidson).

What Works Well: The opening act conveys a sense of mystery and exploration, and the two main characters carry initial promise: Spader's misunderstood scientist is a frumpled mess, while Russell's military man is grieving the accidental death of his child. The visuals are pristine, and David Arnold's music adds suitable flourish.

What Does Not Work As Well: Neither the science nor the fiction work well. The objectives of the traverse-the-gate mission are barely explained, and once the group arrives at the dusty planet, the narrative defaults to a trite save-the-locals-with-assault-rifles theme. A romance is slapped on and of course the Colonel finds a reason to live. Dr. Langford checks out entirely, while the evil Ra, having conquered space, time, and entire planets, somehow has trouble disposing of a small and lightly-armed group.  

Conclusion: An intriguing premise is lost in the desert of simplistic exposition.



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Saturday, 18 February 2023

Movie Review: The Mean Season (1985)


Genre: Serial Killer Drama Thriller
Director: Phillip Borsos
Starring: Kurt Russell, Mariel Hemingway, Andy Garcia, Richard Jordan, Richard Masur
Running Time: 103 Minutes

Synopsis: In Miami, newspaper reporter Malcolm Anderson (Kurt Russell) is on the edge of burnout, and promises his girlfriend Christine (Mariel Hemingway) that they will move to a quieter life in Colorado. But when Malcolm starts covering a murder case, the serial killer decides to use him as a mouthpiece. The murders accelerate and Malcolm receives regular taunting phone calls, forcing him to work with Detective Ray Martinez (Andy Garcia) and straining his personal life.

What Works Well: The adaptation of a John Katzenbach novel digs into the dilemma of a reporter thrust into the spotlight of a murder investigation. Disbelief is followed by a journalist's euphoria, but then Anderson wanders too close to the fire and starts to understand the perils of communicating with a maniac. Kurt Russell owns an intense transition from burnout to story-of-a-lifetime, and director Phillip Borsos makes good use of the Miami locations.

What Does Not Work As Well: Apart from a motive of desperately seeking notoriety, the killer is a poorly drawn shadow of a character. The police investigation never gains traction, and the third act degenerates into a couple of clumsy showdowns. Mariel Hemingway struggles mightily as the badly written girlfriend.

Conclusion: Without achieving headline status, The Mean Season is a middling mix of media and menace.



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Saturday, 19 March 2022

Movie Review: Executive Decision (1996)

A terrorist hijacking thriller, Executive Decision is exceptionally well-crafted, and maintains inventive tension throughout an immersive story.

US Special Forces under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Austin Travis (Steven Seagal) fail to recover stolen nerve gas canisters during an operation in Italy. Months later, jihadists led by terrorist Nagi Hassan (David Suchet) seize control of a Boeing 747 flight out of Athens. Hassan demands the release of a captured terrorist leader and a safe landing in Washington DC. Flight attendant Jean (Halle Berry) stays calm as the hijacking unfolds.

US Army Intelligence consultant Dr. David Grant (Kurt Russell) concludes Hassan's real intention is to detonate a bomb attached to the nerve gas over the United States, causing a mass casualty event. To avoid blowing the airliner out of the sky and the death of 400 innocent passengers, Travis activates a plan to insert his unit onto the 747 using a modified stealth attack aircraft and untested latching technology. Accompanied by Grant and aeronautics engineer Dennis Cahill (Oliver Platt), Travis' squad embarks on the dangerous mission, but nothing will go according to plan.

Superficially, Executive Decision appears to be a straightforward Die Hard-style rip-off, set in the skies. But writers Jim and John Thomas and director Stuart Baird have other ideas, and produce a wildly entertaining, remarkably taut and mostly original thriller. Of course expectations of realism have to be set aside, but full enjoyment can be found within the script's internal logic, with clever surprises awaiting at every turn.

The edge-of-your-seat thrills start early, with the wacky concept of transferring an elite group of soldiers from a stealth jet onto a 747 through a hatch below the cockpit. Baird and his special effects team make the unreal seem real, culminating in an unexpected expiration, signalling loudly that this thriller is not content to play according to pre-established rules. The action then boards the mammoth airliner, and here the film teases by delaying the rush to a direct confrontation. Instead, a deliciously elaborate and tense hide-and-seek, cat-and-mouse preparatory game unfolds. The special forces assisted by civilians Grant and Cahill stealthily organize in the plane's bowels, while the terrorists command the cabin and flight deck.

Exemplary highlights are derived from sequential crises, as every time one problem is solved, another, worse complication arises. One matter of urgency is finding and diffusing the bomb attached to nerve agent cannisters, a task made much more difficult due to a serious injury suffered by bomb disposal expert Sergeant Campbell "Cappy" Matheny (Joe Morton). Cahill has to overcome his fears and learn all about bomb de-activation literally on the fly.

In parallel with the bomb countdown, Baird leverages the claustrophobic horizontal and vertical spaces to excellent effect. Grant and Captain Carlos "Rat" Lopez (Joe Leguizamo) manoeuvre through cramped utility shafts, installing spy cameras to track the terrorists' movements, and secretly recruit flight attendant Jean as their mole within the cabin. With the clock ticking down towards the airliner entering US airspace and being shot down, more dramatic surprises await as Grant and Rat have to think fast and act faster to avert disaster.

The one main disappointment arrives at the climax, an overly familiar and unnecessary land-the-stricken-plane routine not in keeping with the preceding quality. But in producing a fiendishly canny and rowdy thrill ride, Executive Decision earns its wings.



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Wednesday, 17 February 2021

Movie Review: Crypto (2019)

A banking conspiracy thriller, Crypto throws too many rows into one spreadsheet. The execution is decent, but the plot is overloaded with attempted buzziness.

In Manhattan, Omnicorp Bank anti-money laundering analyst Marty Duran (Beau Knapp) does his job too well and runs afoul of the bigwigs. His sympathetic boss Robin Whiting (Jill Hennessy) reassigns him to the small branch in Elba, upstate New York, which happens to be Marty's home town. His father Marty Sr. (Kurt Russell) is a stubborn potato farmer threatened with foreclosure, and his brother Caleb (Luke Hemsworth) is an Iraq War veteran struggling to adjust. Neither is happy to see Marty again.

Marty reconnects with his high school buddy Earl (Jeremie Harris), who is engrossed in cryptocurrency trading. At work, Marty uncovers irregularities in the bank's transactions with the art gallery run by maneater Penelope (Malaya Rivera Drew) and her accountant/sex partner Ted Patterson (Vincent Kartheiser). Marty starts a friendship with gallery employee Katie (Alexis Bedel), but as he digs deeper into the books and Earl delves into unusual crypto transactions, the threads of a dangerous conspiracy emerge.

A melange of hot-button issues compete for attention in the Crypto screenplay by Carlyle Eubank and David Frigerio. Muddled by a rainstorm of acronyms, the evil conspiracy is never quite defined but includes illicit cryptocurrency trading, the dark web, market manipulation, cross-border money laundering, the Russian mafia, corrupt bank officials, shell companies, stone-faced assassins mopping up witnesses, and of the course the old standby, micro chips containing top secrets.

But director John Stalberg Jr. also has to contend with a whole other storyline, involving a bedraggled potato farm and Marty having to mend fences with his father and brother. Kurt Russell's craggy presence provides Crypto with some of its best moments, while Luke Hemsworth deftly avoids any scenes which don't require him to be on the verge of breaking something or someone.

Despite the overflowing agenda, room can still be found for a tepid relationship to evolve between Marty and Katie. He is quite functional but on the spectrum, as evidenced by wearing his work suit and office shoes on their scenic hike.

Stalberg maintains narrative zip and finds enough return-of-the-prodigal-son notes to achieve reasonable momentum, blissfully ignoring the ever expanding plot holes. But when the rescue cavalry arrives in a final flourish corresponding with the bad guys suddenly discovering their incompetent side, all the MNEs, AMLs, ATMs, ICOs, TRACs and BSAs finally dissolve into a hearty alphabet soup.



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Saturday, 25 May 2019

Movie Review: Bone Tomahawk (2015)


An engrossing horror western, Bone Tomahawk injects a sturdy rescue mission with a few unforgettable moments of abominable gore.

Deep in the western wilderness, outlaw Purvis (David Arquette) barely survives an encounter with a cannibalistic tribe. Terrified, he arrives at the nearby small town of Bright Hope. Backup deputy Chicory (Richard Jenkins) quickly pegs Purvis as trouble and Sheriff Franklin Hunt (Kurt Russell) duly shoots him in the leg. Town resident Samantha O'Dwyer (Lili Simmons) has medical training and is recruited to extract the bullet, while her husband Arthur (Patrick Wilson) is bed-ridden with a broken leg.

The night does not go well: Samantha, Purvis, and deputy Nick (Evan Jonigkeit) are kidnapped by the tribals, who also steal five horses. Franklin, Chicory, the distraught Arthur and debonair marksman John Brooder (Matthew Fox) form a rescue party and ride out on an arduous five day journey towards the tribal caves. But with Arthur hobbled and tensions rising among the men, even getting close to their objective will prove difficult.

Sheriff Franklin Hunt: Pain is how your body talks to you. You'd do well to listen to it.

A weighty yet enthralling dissertation on just how wild the wild west really was, Bone Tomahawk rides then walks into uncharted territory with a refreshing lack of irony. First-time director and writer S. Craig Zahler takes no shortcuts, unfurling his story over 130 minutes as he demonstrates deep caring for his setting and characters. The film builds to an exhilarating 45 minute climax of insane tension and violence.

The action unfolds in three neat acts. The opening introduces the town of Bright Hope and its inhabitants. Sheriff Hunt and his talkative but willing backup deputy Chicory are both weathered but hold the place together. Brooder is mysteriously arrogant. Samantha and Arthur O'Dwyer are very much in love, but his broken leg is creating a strain.

The second act is the longest, the four men trekking and camping across the wilderness. Arthur's injury gets worse as Brooder's backstory story comes to the fore and causes friction. His trigger-happy methods and prickly personality threaten to either derail the mission or salvage it. Plus he has a history of an attempted romance with Samantha, which further sours Arthur's mood.

Brooder: Smart men don't get married.

Zahler's affection towards his story shines in this middle section, the level of anticipation rising slowly but surely against the untamed scenery and silence of the west. With no music soundtrack to artificially inflate emotions, the determination of the characters to survive against the elements and each other drives the narrative forward. Chicory's incessant chattering adds touches of humour and occasionally serves as an essential interpersonal conflict diffuser.

Chicory: You know, I know the world's supposed to be round, but I'm not so sure about this part.

And then the third and final act arrives, and the investment in people pays off handsomely. Bone Tomahawk features some genuinely difficult-to-stomach scenes, the rescue plan disintegrating in the face of a merciless and savage enemy, acts of improvisation and extreme heroism required for any chance of survival.

Samantha: This is why frontier life is so difficult. Not because of the Indians or the elements but because of the idiots.

A non-intrusive soft stream of religious belief runs through the movie, including Arthur having a couple of quick conversations with God at crucial moments. In the face of unimaginable horror, the turn to divine intervention is no less than justified. And from the heartless murders in the very opening scene to Brooder's revenge-driven judge, jury, and executioner mentality, the film offers constant reminders about the relativism of civilized evolution.

Chicory: Mr. Brooder just educated two Mexicans on the meaning of Manifest Destiny.

The excellent four lead performers are a large part of the film's success. Veterans Kurt Russell and Richard Jenkins create an instant rapport, Matthew Fox is a revelation as the complex Brooder, and Patrick Wilson has the most physically and emotionally demanding part.

Smart, sharp and uncompromising in respecting both the genre's fundamentals and the era's metaphoric brutality, Bone Tomahawk is a fine young cannibal.






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Saturday, 29 October 2016

Movie Review: Deepwater Horizon (2016)


A disaster film based on real events, Deepwater Horizon is the story of the workers on board the vessel involved in one of the world's worst environmental disasters. The film tries to create characters worth caring about, but instead surrenders to excellent pyrotechnics.

It's 2010, and electronics technician Mike Williams (Mark Wahlberg) leaves his wife Felicia (Kate Hudson) at home for another 21 day stint on board the Deepwater Horizon oil rig about 40 miles off the Louisiana coast. Deepwater Horizon is owned and operated by Transocean, and contracted to global energy giant BP. Also on the vessel is crusty rig manager "Mr. Jimmy" Harrell (Kurt Russell), Andrea Fleytas (Gina Rodriguez), a member of the bridge navigation crew, and a clutch of BP executives including Donald Vidrine (John Malkovich).

Williams and Mr. Jimmy know that the vessel is underfunded, with many basic systems inoperable, including phone lines and some computers. The crew is under pressure from BP to accelerate their schedule, and shortcuts are taken despite worrisome pressure test results. A blowout followed by multiple mammoth explosions cripple the vessel and set it on fire, causing multiple fatalities and injuries, and forcing the survivors to try and abandon ship to save their lives.

The Deepwater Horizon explosion resulted in an estimated 4.9 million barrels of oil spilling into the Gulf of Mexico over 87 days, one of the world's all-time worst environmental disasters. But this film's intention is to remember the men victimized by the explosion and fire, and to pay tribute to the eleven workers (about 10 percent of the workforce) who lost their lives in the horror.

The first half of Deepwater Horizon sets the context, and the trouble with the film is apparent early on. Director Peter Berg has the opportunity to humanize the men (and with one exception, they are men) who will face disaster, but he comes up empty. Williams and Mr. Jimmy are sketched in as principled heroes-in-waiting, otherwise the first 60 minutes are a blur of gruff men and impressive equipment going about their work, and little that matters is revealed about any of them. Just before everything blows up the BP executives as exemplified by Vidrine are installed as the perfunctory cartoon villains of the piece, and then the special effects folks take over.

The second half is all jerky camera work, jarringly loud explosions, impressive fires and stroboscopic lights. There are acts of heroism amidst the chaotic horror, but the superb recreation of a floating hell casts a shadow on everything else. The special effects team does a masterful job of avoiding the cheesiness of CGI, and Deepwater Horizon does look and sound superb. But as a drama about people, it fundamentally lacks substance.

Wahlberg and Russell dutiful fulfill their roles as the men who connected the dots leading to tragedy, and then responded as best as they could to save lives. Malkovich makes for an effective corporate scoundrel. Kate Hudson is reasonably refreshing in a role away from awful romantic comedies. But the film ultimately sinks under the weight of good intentions consumed by raging fires.






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Monday, 11 April 2016

Movie Review: Escape From New York (1981)


An action thriller set in a depressed near-future, Escape From New York carries A-movie ambitions with a B-movie ethos. The story of a lone hero attempting to rescue the President from the wasteland of a Manhattan turned into a prison is delivered on a bare-bones budget but with plenty of flair.

It's 1997, and after a crime rate explosion, all of Manhattan Island is turned into a maximum security prison, protected by a 50 foot perimeter wall and mines. Convicts are deposited into Manhattan and never allowed out, with security controlled from a police headquarters on Liberty Island under the leadership of Bob Hauk (Lee Van Cleef). Air Force One with the President (Donald Pleasence) on board is hijacked by anti-government revolutionaries and intentionally crashed into Manhattan, but the President survives by sheltering in an evacuation pod. He is captured and held hostage by unknown prisoners.

Hauk recruits newly convicted Snake Plissken (Kurt Russell), an ex-Special Forces war hero who has turned to a life of crime, to mount a one-man rescue mission and retrieve a crucial cassette recording carried by the President within 24 hours. Snake lands a glider on top of the World Trade Center, and soon has to fend off crazy killers marauding the streets. He encounters Cabbie (Ernest Borgnine), Brain (Harry Dean Stanton) and his girlfriend Maggie (Adrienne Barbeau), leading him to the self-proclaimed Duke (Isaac Hayes), who commands the largest gang of criminals and is likely holding the President.

Fresh off his unexpected success with Halloween, director John Carpenter was provided enough clout to helm an impressive group of stars in an ambitious story requiring relatively elaborate sets. The clever premise is brought to life through the imaginative use of early simulated computer effects, Carpenter stretching his budget as far as it would go to bring to life a bleak vision of the future. The film clocks in at under 100 minutes and is ultimately a straightforward and fairly routine chase-and-rescue film, but also brimming with panache and attitude.

Thematically, Escape From New York logically extrapolates from all the downbeat 1970s crime-drenched New York-based dramas. Death Wish had the city in the grips of an out-of-control crime wave, while The Warriors saw the gangs effectively taking full control of the streets. Carpenter carries the trend to its conclusion, and now Manhattan is turned into a prison, abandoned to the low lifes who chased away civilization.

While the idea is rich, the execution is constrained by the budget. Once Snake makes it into the city, the action sequences are restricted to basic arm-waving clashes with zombie-like randoms, and then its quickly onto encounters with Cabbie, Brain, and then a standard confrontation with Duke's entourage. A no-rules two-man brawl in the boxing ring with Snake forced to take on the local brute with bats-as-weapons smacks of irrelevant padding. Overall, the city-as-a-prison environment appears limited to a few blocks, a couple of sets, a few overturned cars, and a rather limited population density.

Carpenter does a fine job with nighttime filming, and plays with backlighting, shadows and silhouettes to good effect. But by far the best thing about Escape From New York is the character of Snake Plissken. Kurt Russell oozes pissed-off cool, his long hair and eye patch creating a seminal image. At every turn he is confronted with an "I heard you were dead" greeting, which does not appear to surprise him. Dismissively swatting off attackers with either fists or assorted weapons, he is only strained by the impossible time limit imposed on his mission by Hauk.

The secondary cast brings together a clutch of respected veterans comfortable in schlocky surroundings. Lee Van Cleef, Ernest Borgnine, Harry Dean Stanton, and Donald Pleasence add plenty of esteemed heft, and spout their lines with conviction but without enjoying much character evolution.

Escape From New York is a joyride through the urban jungle of a dismal future. The overarching idea may be more interesting than the details, but the taxi trip is lively all the same.






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Friday, 12 February 2016

Movie Review: The Hateful Eight (2015)


An over-long and talkative western mostly confined to one set, The Hateful Eight is filled with shady characters and buckets of gore, but lacks essential depth.

Years after the Civil War, Union Major Marquis Warren (Samuel L. Jackson) is making a living as a bounty hunter. He hitches a ride on a stage coach hired by John "The Hangman" Ruth (Kurt Russell), another bounty hunter with a reputation for capturing criminals alive rather than dead, and then ensuring that they hang after due process. Ruth is escorting his prisoner Daisy Domergue (Jennifer Jason Leigh), worth $10,000, to Red Rock to stand trial and likely hang. After taking Warren on board, he also pick up the stranded Chris Mannix (Walton Goggins), who claims to be the incoming sheriff of Red Rock.

With a fast-approaching blizzard making the journey impossible, the wagon has to stop at Minnie's Haberdashery, a trail lodge. Minnie and her husband are missing, immediately arousing Warren's suspicion. Instead, the lodge is occupied by a dubious bunch including Marco the Mexican (Demián Bichir), English Pete Hicox (Tim Roth), who claims to be Red Rock's hangman, the burly Joe Gage (Michael Madsen), and the elderly Confederate General Sanford Smithers (Bruce Dern). Ruth and Warren have to guard against each other and figure who is who and what everybody's motive is.

One of Quentin Tarantino's relatively weaker efforts, The Hateful Eight spends 167 minutes trying to find a boiling temperature, but regularly misses. Despite the focus on one location and ample time to build momentum, Tarantino's script is a muddled, off-form mishmash of ideas that rarely connect. Halfway through, the movie even resorts to sudden, unconvincing narration to explain unnecessary complexities.

The first half of the film is exceptionally garrulous, with scene after scene of men talking at each other but achieving little intellectual penetration or character nuance. Not much happens, and the languid build-up fails to pay-off in any sort of reward. Once the bullets start flying Tarantino immediately resorts to his signature excessive gore, and plot elements suddenly start tumbling forth, undermining most of what happened in the first 90 minutes. When the characters start to finally reveal who they are, the plot is exposed as standard western fare and it becomes clear that most of the talking was an exercise in time badly invested.

Tarantino tries too hard to find trademark dialogue highlights that can become pop culture landmarks. In the most egregious example Jackson's Major Warren delivers a long-winded vulgar story to goad Dern's General Smithers into reaching for his gun, but the tall tale twists in the wind with no context and is a case of way too much pepper and not nearly enough steak.

Still, with a cast that includes veterans Jackson, Russell and Dern, there is sufficient quality to maintain a basic level of interest. The film looks good, with Minnie's cavernous Haberdashery offering plenty of interesting corners and props. Ennio Morricone's score is rich without being particularly memorable, and Tarantino finds plenty of picturesque snow-dominated landscape shots. Jennifer Jason Leigh, tougher than most criminals, holds her own in a cast filled with tough hombres and gains in prominence as the film progresses.

The Hateful Eight is passable, but certainly bloated.






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Sunday, 2 August 2015

Movie Review: Big Trouble In Little China (1986)


A lively adventure set deep within San Francisco's Chinatown, Big Trouble In Little China provides lightweight entertainment without ever threatening to overachieve.

Jack Burton (Kurt Russell) is a long-haul truck driver proud of his speed demon reputation and his quick reactions. Otherwise, Jack does not lay claim to being the smartest kid in town. After completing a delivery to San Francisco's Chinatown, Jack successfully engages in a bit of gambling with the locals, To make sure that he collects on a debt, Jack accompanies his friend Wang (Dennis Dun) to the airport, where Wang intends to pick up his fiancée Miao (Suzee Pai), a green-eyed beauty. At the airport Jack meets Gracie (Kim Cattrall), also waiting to meet a girl arriving from China. Soon a Chinese gang causes mayhem at the arrival lounge and Miao is abducted.

In trying to help Wang, Jack finds himself unwittingly involved in a grand battle between rival Chinese forces deep in Chinatown. Gracie, who also boasts beautiful green eyes, is attempting to crack a slavery ring, Wang wants to rescue Miao, and the seemingly humble tour bus operator Egg Shen (Victor Wong) wants to help track down the reclusive evil lord Lo Pan (James Hong). Jack loses his truck, providing him with motivation to delve deeper into ancient rivalries involving underground hideouts, magic forces, heinous curses, dreaded monsters, and rituals that require the sacrifice of green-eyed women.

The intentions of Big Trouble In Little China are clear: a wild adventure in an exotic locale laced with humour, riffing on the vibe popularized by Raiders Of The Lost Ark and Romancing The Stone. Director John Carpenter does bring most of the right ingredients to the table, and finds an original setting deep in the heart of San Francisco's Chinatown, specifically the clustered buildings and hidden narrow alleys where tourists never tread. But while Big Trouble entertains, its ambition exceeds its ability. The budget is big, the sets are impressive, and Kurt Russell as dim trucker Jack Burton has potential, but the writing lacks both originality and sharpness, and the story is overtaken by too much magic and mumbo jumbo about ancient Chinese myths.

The best moments are provided by many martial arts set pieces, with armies of Chinese men (and some women) facing off and engaging in battle with various ancient and modern weapons at regular intervals. These scenes are well-choreographed, bloodless and brimming with joyously mindless energy. Burton is often reduced to bemused observer, caught in events that he will never understand, and Russell plays up his character's none-too-bright stance to good effect.

But several other parts of the film don't work as well. The sputtering romantic angle between Burton and Gracie is less convincing and appears bolted on with little conviction. And the ever-increasing emphasis on magic, floating ancient warriors and black curses from centuries past are half-explained at best, and steadily degrade the movie's connections to something resembling reality. The film finally defaults to plenty of repetitive skulking around in hallways and elevator shafts, interrupted by rather childish moments of monsters and magic. Carpenter's electronic music score does not help, and never quite hits the mark within the Chinese dominated setting.

Big Trouble In Little China is an enjoyable enough romp, but the big ambitions are noisily trucked away to more modest outcomes.






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