Showing posts with label Sam Neill. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sam Neill. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 July 2023

Movie Review: Blackbird (2019)


Genre: Dramedy
Director: Roger Michell
Starring: Susan Sarandon, Kate Winslet, Mia Wasikowska, Sam Neill, Lindsay Duncan
Running Time: 98 minutes

Synopsis: Suffering from amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig's Disease), Lily (Susan Sarandon) has decided to end her life. She invites her family over for a final weekend reunion. Joining Lily and her supportive husband Paul (Sam Neill) are their grown daughters Jennifer (Kate Winslet) and Anna (Mia Wasikowska), Lily's life-long best friend Liz (Lindsay Duncan), plus Jennifer's husband and son, and Anna's girlfriend. The weekend features a mix of sadness, celebration, humour, and no shortage of flashpoints.

What Works Well: This remake of a 2014 Danish movie enjoys a stellar cast in top form, with Susan Sarandon, Kate Winslet, and Mia Wasikowska shining brightest. Director Roger Michell embraces the theatrical setting (most of the scenes take place at Lily and Paul's home), but the performances remain organic and subdued, capturing the awkwardness familiar from most family gatherings. Lily's life-ending decision casts the most obvious thematic shadow, but other issues are also explored, including a dysfunctional sibling relationship, murmurs of resentment between daughters and their mother, and a life-long friendship with a twist. Dashes of humour, brisk pacing, and idyllic cinematography add a quiet sense of quality.

What Does Not Work As Well: The sorrowful melodrama knob is steadily turned up in the final act, overwhelming more subtle family dynamics.

Conclusion: A reunion weekend enriched by the complexities of life - and death.



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Tuesday, 19 September 2017

The Movies Of Sam Neill






















All movies starring Sam Neill and reviewed on the Ace Black Movie Blog are reviewed below:

A Cry In The Dark (1988)





The Hunt For Red October (1990)





Jurassic Park (1993)





Wimbledon (2004)





The Vow (2012)





Escape Plan (2013)





The Commuter (2018)





Blackbird (2019)





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Tuesday, 8 March 2016

Movie Review: Jurassic Park (1993)


A science-gone-wrong monster epic from director Steven Spielberg and writer Michael Crichton, Jurassic Park boasts ground-breaking special effects but is an otherwise strangely dull, plotless and bordering on boring monsters-on-the-loose thriller.

Eccentric tycoon John Hammond (Richard Attenborough) has created the Jurassic Park tourist destination filled with cloned dinosaurs on the tropical island paradise of Isla Nublar. Before the park opens to the public, a misbehaving dinosaur kills a worker, prompting investors represented by lawyer Donald Gennaro (Martin Ferrero) to insist on an expert independent safety audit. Paleontologist Dr. Alan Grant (Sam Neill), paleobotanist Dr. Ellie Sattler (Laura Dern) and chaos theorist Dr. Ian Malcolm (Jeff Goldblum) are recruited to inspect the site. Hammond's grandchildren Tim and Alexis drop by for a visit just as the experts start their work.

The scientists are awed by the sight of recreated dinosaurs roaming the island within areas segregated by electrified fences. Hammond explains the cloning science, with the dinosaur DNA obtained from mosquitoes trapped for millennia in fossilized tree sap. But the park's weakness resides with disgruntled computer systems programmer Dennis Nedry (Wayne Knight), a slob of a man seeking greater financial rewards. When Dennis deactivates parts of the security system to steal dinosaur embryos, he sets off a series of events that allows the dinosaurs to roam free, placing the lives of the scientists and Hammond's grandchildren at risk.

Jurassic Park is a visual treat, and by the standards of 1993, the special effects are magnificent. Spielberg brings assorted dinosaurs to realistic life, and watching the actors interact with the ancient beasts is a thrilling experience.

At least, until the novelty wears off and the mind begins to wander towards the empty space where the non-existent narrative is supposed to reside. Crichton co-wrote the screenplay, and he brings his typical sloppy habits to the fore. The film has no meaningful human dimension, and the actors are left to grapple with plastic characters spouting stock phrases, while tiny, underdeveloped plot fragments are strewn all over the island. At the heart of the film's problems is the premise that all the security and computer systems of a multi-billion dollar investment can be entrusted to a single underpaid sloven like Dennis Nedry. The conspiracy to steal embryos is never more than a barely-baked idea to unleash chaos.

Elsewhere, there is a tired sub-theme about Dr. Grant being intolerant of children, so of course he is saddled with saving the lives of young Tim and Alexis once the dinosaurs break out. Dr. Malcolm's chaos theories are presented as next to inexplicable, while Dr. Sattler starts down the road of exploring why a Triceratops is falling regularly ill, but that's another plot point that is summarily abandoned.

Jurassic Park defaults to a series of well-executed set-pieces that nevertheless become irritatingly predictable: monsters attack, humans run for their lives. An endless sequence features a mammoth Tyrannosaurus Rex toying with the car in which Tim and Alexis are hiding. Later on, the vicious Velociraptors take their turn to hunt the humans, eventually cornering the kids in the kitchen.

With Spielberg at the helm and the film heavily slanted towards the pre-teen demographic easily mesmerized by dinosaurs, there is never an actual risk that any character of consequence will actually get hurt, and all the violence is incongruously bloodless. It's innocent vanilla fun, a clash of creatures never intended to co-exist, and that's as deep as the themes of the film are allowed to go.

Jurassic Park deserves recognition for raising the special effects bar and demonstrating what magic is possible with a combination of CGI and animatronics. But as a film it is a surprisingly soulless exercise in juvenile storytelling: two hours of screams, roars and not much substance.






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Wednesday, 30 December 2015

Movie Review: The Hunt For Red October (1990)


A Cold War submarine thriller, The Hunt For Red October is a classy action movie centred on a Soviet commander gone rogue and the consequent high stakes cat-and-mouse game between the superpowers in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.

The Soviet navy launches its latest submarine, a gigantic typhoon-class vessel named Red October capable of running in near total silence. At the helm of the maiden voyage is Captain Marko Ramius (Sean Connery), the most respected Soviet naval commander, with Captain Vasily Borodin (Sam Neill) as his second in command. American CIA analyst Jack Ryan (Alec Baldwin) is alerted to the Red October's launch, and CIA Vice Admiral James Greer (James Earl Jones) and National Security Adviser Jeffrey Pelt (Richard Jordan) take a great interest when the entire Soviet fleet also sets sail, potentially in preparation for a war-like mission.

It is then apparent that Captain Ramius has gone rogue, and is charting his own course across the Atlantic to execute an authorized mission. Ryan is convinced that Ramius and his officers want to defect, and Pelt gives him three days to try and make contact with Red October and confirm its intention. The USS Dallas submarine commanded by Commander Bart Mancuso (Scott Glenn) is closest to Red October, and attempts to keep track of the Soviet sub. With both the Soviet and American fleets giving chase while guarding against each other, Ryan has to take risks and anticipate Ramius' next move to avoid a potential international catastrophe.

An adaptation of the Tom Clancy novel directed by John McTiernan, The Hunt For Red October is an effective underwater chase movie, filled with sleek and stealthy submarine machinery. McTiernan generates and maintains a pleasing level of tension by exploiting the tilt in global security that can be caused by a technical advantage, and provides the necessary pauses to explain the military and submarine jargon as necessary. Without any of it being profound, the film contains a good balance between character interaction, moments of sharp action, and underwater scenery (courtesy of cinematographer Jan de Bont) of subs manoeuvring around obstacles and hunting each other down.

A good half of the film takes place on-board the various submarines, and McTiernan avoids any traps of claustrophobia. The subs are portrayed as places of work, decision-making and action, and in which the trained men of both superpowers function efficiently and without complaint. But regardless of the film's fast pace, at 135 minutes The Hunt For Red October does sail on for longer than needed. This is a story that could have been told in two hours, and some of the padding is less than useless. Ryan, for example, witnesses a completely inconsequential crash on board an aircraft carrier that adds nothing to the film.

The plot is engaging without being too believable. The lure of a carefully planned defection is persuasive as Ramius' hidden agenda, and Sean Connery gives the role enough gravitas to propel the story forward. Nevertheless, there are quite a few holes in the logic of the script, and often the narrative drops down to a juvenile level where supposedly responsible adults play games, take risks, and trust hunches with ridiculously expensive machinery and nuclear weaponry at stake. The climax is particularly pretentious, with an on-board gunfight and a submarine torpedo duel proceeding simultaneously, finally registering as preposterous on the silly scale.

Alec Baldwin, Scott Glenn, Sam Neill and James Earl Jones provide strong support to Connery without ever fully rising above the fairly stock behaviour of tense military men. And in accordance with a super macho world, the film is completely devoid of any women characters of consequence.

Driven by near-viable technology and the deep-seated suspicions that fuelled a decades-long cold conflict, The Hunt For Red October is a worthwhile expedition.






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Thursday, 9 July 2015

Movie Review: Wimbledon (2004)


A romantic comedy set during the esteemed tennis tournament, Wimbledon is harmless enough but also so incredibly light in terms of content that it threatens to blow away well before the 98 minutes are up.

Peter Colt (Paul Bettany) is an English veteran tennis player on the pro circuit, once ranked eleventh in the world but now considered well past his prime. The Wimbledon tournament is about to begin and Colt receives a wild card entry, consistent with his status as a rank outsider. He accepts a new job as a tennis pro at a country club, and intends to announce his retirement as soon as he is eliminated.

At the start of the two-week tournament Peter meets rising American star Lizzie Bradbury (Kirsten Dunst), embarking on her first Wimbledon but already considered among the favourites. Peter and Lizzie start a friendship that develops into a romance. Lizzie's father Dennis (Sam Neill) considers the relationship a distraction that will hinder his daughter's progress, and he tries to stop the couple from seeing each other. But rejuvenated by love, Peter goes on an unlikely winning streak, and his further progress in the tournament is dependent on being able to continue the affair with Lizzie.

Wimbledon is a good looking film with attractive leads and a toney setting. But it's also a film where precious little actually happens. Peter and Lizzie meet, fall in love, encounter some routine complications, play a lot of tennis, and that's about it. An extraordinary amount of time is actually consumed showing tennis games being played, and the final climactic match extends for a good 20 minutes of screen time, betraying the lack of narrative momentum.

Director Richard Loncraine works the lightweight script as best as he can, but cannot conjure up much subject matter. The perfunctory threats to the relationship come in the shape of the rather harmless Dennis. A younger, more aggressive McEnroesque American tennis player and potential romance rival (Austin Nichols) is portrayed in such broad strokes that he never registers. The assortment of friends who are supposed to enliven rom-coms are reduced to Peter's boring training partner and a corny agent (Jon Favreau), both of whom are utterly forgettable. The attempts at comedy and wit are more miss than hit.

Paul Bettany and Kirsten Dunst are likeable enough, and what pleasure there is in the film is derived from two actors who are both better than the material, although neither convince as pro tennis players in the on-court action scenes. Bettany gives Peter some depth, and the premise of a fading star lucking into one last run to glory while battling his inner demons emerges as the most engaging part of the film. That this has almost nothing to do with the bland romance is a suitable summary of the film's deficiencies.






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Friday, 26 October 2012

Movie Review: The Vow (2012)


A sincere romance, The Vow fulfils its objective but never risks much excitement. The story of crash-induced amnesia threatening an ideal marriage is inspired by real events and told with heart, but there is no zing to energize the purposeful march towards a predictable resolution.

In Chicago, Paige (Rachel McAdams) and Leo (Channing Tatum) meet, fall in love, and get married. She's an artist and he owns a music studio, and together they are the definition of a perfect couple.  Their lives are shattered when Paige is knocked unconscious in a car crash. When she recovers from a medically induced coma, the past five years of her life are lost from her memory. Leo is a stranger, and Paige is more comfortable with her parents (Sam Neill and Jessica Lange) and still in love with former boyfriend Jeremy (Scott Speedman).

Paige and Leo gingerly try to re-establish their previous relationship, but while Leo is still madly in love, she is cool and detached, unable to find any passion in her work, and incapable of resisting the pull of her rich parents and Jeremy's re-ignited attentions. Leo does his best, but some clumsy missteps result in Paige moving back in with her parents, and the marriage teetering on the edge of extinction.

There is nothing not to like in The Vow, with a story of a fervent match made in heaven and a devoted husband fighting to re-earn the love of his wife. McAdams and Tatum have reasonable chemistry, the familial conflicts are never over-exaggerated, and Chicago provides steady support. Even the best friend characters are relatively normal rather than excessively animated. The film may lack a hot spark, but in being reasonably faithful to the essence of a true story, it probably wasn't looking for one.

Rachel McAdams is sweetness personified, her glowing personality carrying The Vow whether as the devoted wife or the confused victim of amnesia. The perkiness factor is never in doubt with McAdams, and the camera absolutely adores her, but doubts remain about the available depth behind the vivacious girl-next-door persona, and The Vow does little to challenge her.

Channing Tatum is lumpy, with a performance that is far from convincing enough to confirm his credentials as a leading man. His portrayal of the sensitive husband struggling with a fractured life is full of doe-eyed sadness, but he never threatens to dominate the screen with emotion or anguish.

Stalwarts Sam Neill and Jessica Lange provide straight-back support as Paige's parents, and Lange is afforded one dramatic scene to try and cook a stiff stand-by-your-man story. Neill never wavers from a stern Dad role straight out of the first chapter of the screenwriting handbook.

Director Michael Sucsy, in his big-screen debut, rides with the flow, wisely relying on McAdams to smooth out the rougher patches, erring on the side of over-exposing Chicago's landmarks, and generally doing little to either get in the way or enhance the narrative.

The Vow neither disappoints nor surprises, it just marches stoically down a well-worn aisle, delivering the requisite gentle tears and warm laughs.






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Tuesday, 20 March 2012

Movie Review: A Cry In The Dark (1988)


The infamous story of the baby abducted by a dingo, A Cry In The Dark rises strongly above movie-of-the-week status thanks to a stellar Meryl Streep performance and the calm hand of director Fred Schepisi.

It's 1980, and Michael Chamberlain (Sam Neill) is a Queensland pastor in the Seventh-day Adventist Church. With wife Lindy (Streep), two sons and infant daughter Azaria, the Chamberlains set out for a camping vacation at the monumental Ayers Rock (now known as Uluru) in the Northern Territories. At the camp site Lindy puts Azaria to sleep alone in the tent and joins her husband and other campers for dinner. A cry is heard from the tent; Lindy rushes back to glimpse a dingo with possibly something in its mouth, exiting the tent and running into the wilderness. A massive search uncovers only some of Azaria's tattered and bloodied clothes, and no body.

The Chamberlains make themselves fully and repeatedly available to the media, and gradually a frenzy builds around the case throughout Australia. With the physical evidence seemingly not supporting a dingo attack, suspicion turns towards Lindy, and eventually she is placed on trial for the murder of her daughter Azaria. The Chamberlains have to defend their innocence as the details of the case become fuel for a raging fire of incessant gossip.

Meryl Streep nails the accent and portrays Lindy as a most intriguing, unflappable character. She rarely, if ever, loses her nerve, maintaining her composure in the face of constant public and media scrutiny. Lindy's calm demeanour slips into an abstract coldness, and this ironically encourages those who suspect her of gruesomely slaughtering her daughter. Streep's complex portrayal of the woman at the centre of a national storm provides A Cry In The Dark with a rich centre of gravity, elevating the film to an expedition into the soul of an extraordinary woman staring down seemingly crushing events.

Sam Neill is solid as Michael Chamberlain, a man of deep religious belief whose faith is tested to the limit. Both his understanding of God and his relationship with his wife are frayed and almost severed. Neill wears his worry on his face, sensitively capturing Michael's slide into confusion as he gradually loses touch with what he knows to be true, the weight of doubt overcoming the natural order of his life.

Schepisi presents the story, adapted from the book Evil Angels by John Bryson, in a straightforward and non-sensational manner, tilting the benefit of the doubt towards Lindy's version and questioning the efficacy of the justice system. Schepisi adds panache to the otherwise mostly grim proceedings by injecting regular interludes of gossip, showing the typical reactions, debates, and arguments that gripped Australia around dinner tables at home and over drinks at the watering hole as the "dingo's got my baby" story made its way from family tragedy to courtroom drama.

A Cry In The Dark is a story of justice fumbling its way in pursuit of a shadowy dingo, and trampling all over a family in the process. It's also a showcase for an extraordinary talent, an actress who elevates the material and her fellow performers to heights as captivating as Ayers Rock.






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