Showing posts with label Paul Giamatti. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paul Giamatti. Show all posts
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
EW Cover Story - Jaime Foxx's Skin Condition!
Friday's Entertainment Weekly is the big Comic Con Preview issue, and nothing sells a dying medium better than Super Hero Movies! That right there is the official first image of Jaime Foxx in full-on Electro mode. And it still looks stupid. But golly, I am flabbergasted that we're getting an Electro/Rhino teamup next year.....Guardians of the Galaxy.....Ant-Man......Dr. Strange....does anyone else feel like the bubble is gonna burst at any moment? The Golden Age of Geekdom will soon explode and we'll return to The Land of the Jocks once more? I hope not, but there are a lot of wild comic book ideas heading to the mainstream and I'm not sure they're as willing as we may think.
Also, does anyone else think that Foxx looks like a Reaper from Blade 2?
--Brad
Saturday, April 13, 2013
A Fistful of Inspiration! (Brad's Picks)
The Jackie Robinson story gets another go around on the big screen this weekend. It's a crucial bit of pop culture that lead to genuine social change in America. But my fear, based on what little of the trailer I've seen, is that 42 will ultimately be another stale biopic that fails to capture the excitement of the events, and simply delivers bullet point history. As impressed as we all were by Jaime Foxx's mimicry in Ray or Joaquin Phoenix's hangdog wannabe jailbird in Walk The Line, they were simply just pale imitations of their real life subjects. Icons are hard to portray. We're all taught the basics in school. Plunging new depths can be difficult. It's best to either narrow your focus (like last year's Lincoln) or deal on the little known fellas (see my #5 pick on this list) instead. The most appealing thing about 42 is director Brian Helgeland, the man to come the closest in adapting Richard Stark's Parker with Payback (The Straight Up Edition, avoid the theatrical cut).
So, this Fistufl is not a Top Five of Biopics (although some do appear). Instead these are the top five films that inspired me the most as the credits rolled. Films that either inspired me creatively, lovingly, or patriotically. Films that put a lump in my throat and a chill down my spine. Films that made me mutter "yer damn right."
5. American Splendor: Harvey Pekar was a grumpy little shit. After some hard time in the Navy, a barrage of odd jobs, and an almost life sentence as a file clerk, Harvey Pekar found an outlet for his everyday rage in underground comics. A friendship with R. Crumb encouraged the "anyone can do it" attitude and Harvey Pekar soon became the Poet Laureate of Cleveland. Ma & Pap America may not know his name, but anyone with the slightest interest in non-spandex comics appreciates the autobiographical revolution sparked by Pekar and his peers. The film, directed by Shari Springer Berman & Robert Pulcini, balances fictionalized accounts with actor Paul Giamatti as well as interviews with Pekar himself. It's not the type of film to raise hoots and hollers, but after each viewing I find myself struck by that "anyone can do it" attitude and I'll inevitably leap to the written word.
4. A Very Long Engagement: You can't have a list like this without an epic love story. When her fiance disappears in the trenches of the Somme, Audrey Tautou refuses to believe that her love was lost to The Great War. She begins an epic quest to find him or his body. She unravels a mystery involving five french soldiers convicted of cowardice and sentenced to die in the abyss of No Man's Land. She's kind of like a lovelorn Sherlock Holmes, cutting her way through a venomous French government and freeing the spirits of the men lost on the front lines. Both breaks and warms the heart.
3. King Kong: On the surface, this might seem like a weird one for the list. Part of the inspiration comes from the craft of it. Willis O'Brien brought genuine life to a tiny mechanical puppet. I'm not being cute or foolish when I type this, but even after the 30th rewatch, there are moments in this film in which I forget I'm watching an inanimate object. I see Kong and I react in the same manner I would with an anthropomorphized puppy dog. He's Lassie. He's Hooch. The other part of the inspiration comes from the tragic story itself. Not the "Beauty that Tamed The Beast" bit, but the hateful story of the poor bugger stolen from his home in chains and staked on a stage for our entertainment. And I respond deeply to his skyscraping climactic rage. Inspirational anger.
2. Ed Wood: This is not an "anyone can do it" movie. It's a "you have to be a passionate mad man to do it" movie. Made back in the good old days of Tim Burton talent, Ed Wood is the frenzied saga of a wannabe cinematic maestro who might have lacked the talent, but certainly had the blind will to burn his stories onto celluloid. Portrayed by Johnny Depp, Ed Wood is a gleeful, lovable loon. Through sheer love, he got his stories out to the people - and when their love was not quite like his love, it hurt. Painfully relatable, but also delightfully inspiring.
1. 12 Angry Men: This should be required viewing every 4th of July. Nothing makes me more proud to be an American than 12 Angry Men. On a hot sweaty day in New York City, 12 jurors file into the room and decide the fate of an alleged murderer. 11 men are quick to vote guilty. One man, Juror #8, raises his hand. He has a few questions and doesn't believe a man's life should be settled in the manner of minutes. For the next 96 the 12 men shout, scream, and exhaust each other. But the defendant is granted the conversation. Thanks to one man with a raised hand. Henry Fonda exudes morality. He speaks, I listen. He's the man I aspire to be. Group think is evil. Be an individual, be Juror #8.
--Brad
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Poster: John Dies At The End
I've heard mixed things about Don Coscarelli's latest, but dammit, I love this poster and I love the Phantasm films (all of them) and Bubba Ho-Tep kicks ass. So I'm all set for John Dies At The End.
--Brad
Thursday, April 19, 2012
New Trailer: Cosmopolis
The latest trailer for David Cronenberg's Cosmopolis is out and it doesn't look any less crazy than the last. I really, really, really want this to be the Naked Lunch Cronenberg of yore and I really, really, really want to love it.
--Brad
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Brad's Week in Dork! (11/6-11/12)
My original intention for this week was to follow up Hest Fest with a marathon run of the Planet of the Apes movies (yes, including the grotesque Burton remake!), but life got in the way and I just puttered about with my typical random movie watching. Started off the week on a movie date night with my wife and even though I had no interest in a Shrek spin-off I came away thoroughly entertained.
I also managed to get my hands on an Advanced Reader's Copy for Elmore Leonard's Justified spinoff novel Raylan. I'm only 40 pages in but I can easily see Timothy Olyphant strutting about those pages. I really can't wait for the next season to start in February.
I also managed to get my hands on an Advanced Reader's Copy for Elmore Leonard's Justified spinoff novel Raylan. I'm only 40 pages in but I can easily see Timothy Olyphant strutting about those pages. I really can't wait for the next season to start in February.
MOVIES OF THE WEEK!
Puss in Boots: It's amazing how much more entertaining Dreamworks' Storybookland is without the buffoonish Mike Myers bumbling about with his annoying brand of fart joke humor. Not to mention that Puss in Boots is the sequel I wanted so desperately from Desperado--Antonio Banderas and Salma Hayek partnering up to wreak mischievous violence against Jack, Jill, and Big Mama Gooses! Their vocal sparring is more exciting here than anything in the jumbled mess of Once Upon A Time In Mexico.
Jurassic Park III: The great thing about Jurassic Park III is that it just wants to be a simple dino eat man kinda movie, a pulp adventure similar to the old Harryhausen flicks. Sure, it's saddled with everyone's enthusiasm for the high entertainment of Speilberg's original Blockbuster and I know there are lots of folks who just want to bemoan Tea Leoni's screamer and the ridiculous forced plot points, but dammit, just enjoy the Spineosaurus! Joe Johnston is just having fun here, as is the whole cast. You should too. And it's infinitely superior to the ultra dull and stupid second film.
Trespass: There's nothing new under the sun so there's definitely nothing new in this Joel Schumacher home invasion thriller. That being said, the a to b to c acts of violence are handled extremely well by both the director and the actors. Both Nic Cage and Nicole Kidman sell the hell out of their whimpering and screaming and Ben Mendelsohn's head honcho intruder reeks with the appropriate desperation. Once again, I can't really sing the praises of the bland Cam Gigandet but he's been more annoying elsewhere. Typical excitement but excitement nonetheless. It's no Drive Angry.
Henry's Crime: Keanu Reeves serves several years in prison for a crime he never commited. Upon release he decides to earn that time by robbing the bank he went up state for; with the help of professional criminal James Caan and stage diva Vera Farmiga Keanu's ambitionless mope finds his way in the world. This is a simple, but enjoyable comedy caper that won't stay in your memory banks for too long but it pleasantly kills an hour and a half.
Trespass: There's nothing new under the sun so there's definitely nothing new in this Joel Schumacher home invasion thriller. That being said, the a to b to c acts of violence are handled extremely well by both the director and the actors. Both Nic Cage and Nicole Kidman sell the hell out of their whimpering and screaming and Ben Mendelsohn's head honcho intruder reeks with the appropriate desperation. Once again, I can't really sing the praises of the bland Cam Gigandet but he's been more annoying elsewhere. Typical excitement but excitement nonetheless. It's no Drive Angry.
Henry's Crime: Keanu Reeves serves several years in prison for a crime he never commited. Upon release he decides to earn that time by robbing the bank he went up state for; with the help of professional criminal James Caan and stage diva Vera Farmiga Keanu's ambitionless mope finds his way in the world. This is a simple, but enjoyable comedy caper that won't stay in your memory banks for too long but it pleasantly kills an hour and a half.
Planet of the Apes: I LOVE THIS MOVIE! It's not my favorite Heston performance (that would be a toss up between Major Dundee and Touch of Evil) but it's easily my favorite Heston film. I love the first thirty minutes leading up to the Apes int he cornfields. I love what a bastard Heston's explorer is and his cantankerous frustration at everything he encounters on this new world. Hell, there are no real nice guys in this flick. Roddy McDowell and Kim Hunter, those wonderful chimps are smug, stuck-up, and racist. Love it. The monkey makeup still holds up, amazingly expressive.
Win Win: Tom McCarthy has mastered the feel good, thoughtful introspective drama genre. Paul Giamatti needs some extra dough so he takes on the role of Burt Young's (so great to see Burt Young again!) legal guardian...little does he know that's going to include a troubled wrestling wunderkind and his drug addict mother. Bobby Cannavale and Jeffery Tambor are fantastic sidekicks, but it's Amy Ryan's frustrated but fascinatingly understanding wife that sticks out as the film's heart. If you enjoyed The Station Agent or The Visitor than you're going to adore Win Win.
The Rum Diary: A spiritual prequel to Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, The Rum Diary may not be as whacked out of its head crazy as Gilliam's mondo fantasy but I found myself thoroughly involved in Johnny Depp's meandering quest to take down Aaron Eckhart's villainous real estate mogul. I'm a sucker for stories involving horrible, depraved spiraling addicts going to war against the true evil of corporate humanity smashers. It's all very pretend idealism, but I dig it.
MUSIC OF THE WEEK!
The Devil's Rain: In high school I was way into The Misfits. Not so much the Danzig years (sorry, I know you hardcore fans out there only care about the Danzig years), but the Famous Monsters & American Psycho albums. I love their obsession with classic (and not-so-classic) monster movies. Their latest album is not quite up to snuff with some of their previous work, but you gotta appreciate the titular love letter to one of my favorite forgotten Shatner horrors. And yeah, I absolutely love this mashup fan video below.
--Brad
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Public Service Announcement: The Goon!
Come On, Hollywood! Start throwing your cash at this Goon movie! Golden Boy David Fincher is already on board and with Clancy Brown and Paul Giamatti providing the voices this is sure fire comic gold. I understand it's a strange project but have faith, this could be the new Social Network.
--Brad
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