And so, from these wonderfully disparate influences we have «Toy's House,» a crockpot of comedy and coming - of -
age film without a trace of irony.
And so, from these wonderfully disparate influences we have «Kings Of Summer,» a crockpot of comedy and coming - of -
age film without a trace of irony.
Not exact matches
Following a crew of high - school -
aged Asian - Americans who use their reputations as studious bookworms to mask their criminal activities, the movie proved
without a doubt that Cho had what it took to make it in
film.
The question, of course, of why anybody of any
age would possibly want to see this
film remains
without an answer.
On the contrary: in adapting André Aciman's 2007 novel, Guadagnino and screenwriter James Ivory have produced a
film that simultaneously analyzes and dramatizes issues of sexuality, religious identity, and, once again, privilege — with enough well - read bourgeois lazing about in the sun to give Michael Haneke hives — and yet
without straining against its clearly marked narrative boundaries as a coming - of -
age romance, or exploding its form as an accessible, fundamentally pleasing upper - middlebrow entertainment.
At the beginning of «Little Accidents,» the
film bears the traces of a coming - of -
age story, as Owen struggles to make friends, take care of his family and navigate his future
without his father.
Yet the power and scope of the
film was, and remains, undeniable — the life of Emperor Pu Yi, who took the throne at
age three, in 1908, before witnessing decades of cultural and political upheaval, within and
without the walls of the Forbidden City.
It is surprisingly clean given the
age of the
film,
without any over-processing lending the picture an artificial appearance.
In any event, the movie looks better than most of Warner's newest
films do, displaying remarkable detail and clarity
without shortcomings or glaring signs of
age.
It is the kind of
film that can not be replicated in this day and
age,
without coming across as a B - Movie.
Thankfully, a large portion of the
film feels fresh thanks to the filmmakers having faith and trust in both the actors and new characters to guide the story,
without reverting to an over-reliance on old,
aged warriors to hog the spotlight.
Bodet
filmed a documentary on him in 2007 (Le carré de la fortune, co-directed with Emmanuel Levaufre) and she and Bozon edited a collection of Delahaye's critical writings for Capricci in 2010, À la fortune du beau, a book which has ensured his work remains accessible to contemporary readers.11 Upon Delahaye's death, Ropert described him as a «powerful speaker with humble roots from another
age, hardened by a life of brutal detours, passing from fury to kindness
without warning, he was a character straight out of Victor Hugo.»
Themes of retirement and
aging might seem an odd fit for a children's
film — and they are — but there's something uniquely universal therein, allowing screenwriters Kiel Murray, Bob Peterson, and Mike Rich to tell a classically Disney tale of mortality
without getting into the guts of what it means to get old and die.
For a
film that goes against the grain so often by upholding
age over beauty, it's unfortunate Meyers lacks the courage to give us an honest truth
without excessive sugar - coating.
With great performances by Paul Dano as the young Wilson and John Cusack as the
aged version, the
film flawlessly moves back and forth between decades
without losing its audience and it really makes you feel like you are there watching the creation of the legendary music come out of his brain.
Notably, it's the first Rocky
film without Stallone's name on the script, but he shines instead in his quiet, nuanced supporting turn as the
aging fighter.
Even more surprising is that, in 2006 when teenage boys rule the marketplace, the filmmakers opted for an intelligent, adult thriller
without any of the juvenilia that has hampered most of the
films in this
aged series.
This is the second
film in a row whereby Roth plays an
aging man who gets «re-youthed», coming after the artsy Francis Ford Coppola flick, Youth
Without Youth.
What's most exciting about
film criticism in the internet
age is that it is truly democratic: the best criticism can come from the most unexpected quarters, from personalities
without any history or credentials in
film criticism or studies.
What's summer
without a few coming of
age films?
Speaking of the Gladiator aspect, there is a certain morbid amusement in seeing a
film that's simultaneously trying to rip off both 300 and Game of Thrones but
without the
age - rating to pull off the almost operatic levels of violence and brutality from either.
42nd Street unavoidably suffers from the gauzy, low - texture quality of many
films from the early talkie
age, but the Blu - ray maximizes fine detail
without ever sanding away the flaws that give such
films part of their throwback charm.