If you don't know who Giacometti is, it's better to get acquainted with him and his incredible sculpture work
before getting into this film.
Not exact matches
Sure, I like my fair share of silly, weird, raunchy humor (I LOVED Bad Santa if that tells you anything), but I just cant
get into most
films that center on gross - outs
before anything else.
While the first two - thirds of the
film contain enough political intrigue that the audience will ignore any slight historical missteps, the final third, when Philip's armada is approaching the English shore, takes us
into true Harlequin romance territory, and we are force - fed a cinematic version of Sir Walter Raleigh guiding an unmanned ship
into the Spanish Armada
before it
gets anywhere near the English Channel.
What do you do when you put Titanic, Gladiator, all sort of disaster movies
into a blender... Well, you'll
get Pompeii, a
film that is so utterly derivative of all
films that have gone
before it, but somehow made with such enthusiasm by Paul W.S. Anderson, the king of «schlock» cinema that you'll find it somewhat enjoyable.
What do you do when you put Titanic, Gladiator, all sort of disaster movies
into a blender... Well, you'll
get Pompeii, a
film that is so utterly derivative of all
films that have gone
before it, but somehow made with such enthusiasm by Paul
The official review embargo lifts on Monday, May 14th, so we'll
get a better idea of what the
film has in store for us
before it launches
into theaters next week.
From the moment we're introduced to the war between the Assassins and Templars, the
film never lets up, and scene bleeds
into scene, much like a Christopher Nolan
film,
before the
film just abruptly ends, and you realise you never
got a chance to catch your breath.
The only real surprise is just how quickly the
film is willing to jump to tears, hugs, and swells of music — this happens
before the team even
gets a winning streak going, let alone makes it
into the finals.
You can pretty much guess that this side story
gets twisted
into the main one
before the
film wraps up.
Before we
get into the monsters lets jump back to Director Gareth Edwards»
film, Monsters.
Here's the synopsis: «The Netflix road movie centers on Matt Ryder (Sudeikis), who is talked
into driving his estranged and dying father, Ben (Harris), across the country on a quest to
get four old rolls of Kodachrome
film to the one lab left in the world where it can be developed
before that location closes down for good.
And now,
before we
get into the analysis, let us first acknowledge five good
films, alphabetically, that narrowly missed the cut:
Before the
film's release, The A.V. Club spoke with Rudd about
getting into character, his off - screen relationships with his onscreen siblings, and the similarities between Our Idiot Brother and the one movie from his past people are always eager to discuss.
Dropped
into the middle of the action, there's very little information given as to what's come
before and I liked this... too many
films waste precious moments spoon - feeding audiences everything they think we need to know when actually, if the script and performances are strong enough, we can usually figure out enough to
get by.
In the
film, we follow street puppeteer Craig (John Cusack, looking like a small, humming pile of hair) as he confronts the economic viability of his chosen occupation by
getting an admin job on the 7 1/2 floor of a building that also happens to hide a tiny door which leads, if one crawls through cobwebs and puddles, to the inside of John Malkovich's head, wherein for 15 minutes the brain tourist can vicariously live through famous actor John Malkovich's eyes
before getting spit up
into a ditch off the New Jersey Turnpike.
It took some time for me to
get used to the pacing
before I was pulled
into this
film.
But
before we
get into the chronologically - challenged bent reality of Nicolas Roeg, Sophie and Lee take a moment to look at some of this month's
films, including Marvel's new mystical entry
into the MCU Doctor Strange, David Yates and JK Rowling's Harry Potter spinoff prequel Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them, and the surprisingly political plastic toy adaptation Trolls.
First, a brief remembrance
before we
get into the year's best movies: The
film world said its heartbroken goodbyes to Mike Nichols in November, an occasion for returning to the director's seismic The Graduate, along with four decades of subsequent work, much of it brilliant.
Transfixing images accumulate as we
get gently dragged deeper
into Drift — and that's
before the
film's turning point, when the soundscape slowly slips from the diegetic
into electronic abstraction and the sea wrests control of the helm and we really start to lose our sense of time and space.
Following his attention -
getting appearances in 1981's Body Heat (in which he played a smoking - hot arsonist) and 1982's Diner (an ensemble
film where he handily out - handsomed his co-stars), Mickey Rourke had about a decade as a conventional — and conventional - looking — leading man
before his acting career took a backseat to his detour
into professional boxing.
It honestly just felt like a group of guys
got together and threw all their favorite action movies
into a pot and created an amazing looking incoherent
film before coming back around and adding a story to it to try and make everything have some sort of meaning.
But
before I
get into how gorgeous Shaun the Sheep Movie looks, I have to emphasize that the
film's beauty doesn't lie solely in the hand - made figures and sets and their elegant animations, lovely though they are.
The accidental similarity, plain as day on paper, becomes even plainer on the screen: Minutes
into the
film, stage and cinema veteran Simon Axler (Al Pacino, himself a veteran of both Broadway and Hollywood) ambles out of his dressing room, the camera following close behind;
gets locked out of the back entrance of the theater, and must come in through the front; and dramatically inflicts some violence upon himself
before a shocked live audience.
There's a moment about three - quarters of the way through BPM — this crucial shot's placement in the narrative, neither too early nor too late, is another mark of this
film's exacting delicacy — when we
get a glimpse
into the dream world of Sean, a passionate lover of both life in general and his new boyfriend in particular, who's unrelievedly furious at the prospect of dying this far
before his time.
Yet, for all of that, «The Wall» — penned by first - time screenwriter Dwain Worrell, whose script was well - regarded in Hollywood
before it
got turned
into a
film — feels longer than its brief 81 minutes.
Boyle's latest
film, 28 Days Later, follows a similar pattern,
getting off to a terrifying start
before devolving
into gory bloodshed and ham - fisted allegory.
There Gadot
gets to show off her superpowers for the first time, though only in one sequence — albeit an pretty awesome one, save the weak CG composites of course —
before the
film starts its downhill run
into the third act.
He starts with a few notes about the Machete trailer
before he
gets into the script and its development, working within the «grindhouse» motif, cast, characters and performances, music and editing, sets and locations, changes made for the longer cut of the
film, effects, and a few stories.
At least that's what this William Friedkin (The Exorcist)
film feels like
before it even
gets far
into what they call a plot.
Every time he had to watch the
film two or three more times
before he was able to
get into it.
You
get real insight
into the man, his work and his views on life, but Marguiles and Ponsoldt have used the source material (the dialogue is overwhelmingly from Lipsky's transcripts) to make a great conversation movie, in the mold of Richard Linklater's «
Before»
films, that happens to feature the acclaimed novelist.
We know Godzilla and Kong are going to fight, but it's less clear whether Rodan, Mothra and King Ghidorah will
get films of their own
before they're thrown
into the mix with their more famous counterparts.
Before I
get into this, I want to preface it by saying that I'm a huge fan of Affleck's first
film Gone Baby Gone, it's one of my personal all - time favorites, I loved it through and through.
Every woman in the
film save one is a self - abnegating, self - loathing creature eager to call herself a whore,
get brutalized by Scott for being an escort or madam, be shepherded around anonymously, or, in a pivotal moment, display strength as a secret service agent
before bursting
into Mildred Pierce histrionics.
Then he talk about some new trailers in the Trailer Park
before getting into the new
films to review: Jodorowsky's Dune, Only Lovers Left Alive, Million Dollar Arm and Godzilla.
A
film that already starts out oddly enough — as a kind of subversive biopic about a low point in Miles Davis» life —
gets even stranger as it morphs
into an ode to «70s blaxploitation movies,
before a third act in which it completely disables the brakes.
Before talking about the
film though, tell me how you
got into the acting business.
Kogonada previously made video essays and submitted work to
film magazines
before getting into filmmaking.
I really enjoyed this
film, which has two fantastic extended chase / action sequences — one with Lloyd provoking all the street thugs he can find
into chasing him right
into the mission (where he wins their loyalty by nonchalantly passing the collection plate to rid them of stolen jewelry
before a police search), the other with Lloyd trying to corral a group of five drunk friends and
get back to the mission for his wedding.
Before it
gets too Teorema on us, a mid-film reveal about military experiments will either tickle your fancy or slide you off
into distraction, though it's presented with such poker faced seriousness that Lance Reddik's over-the-top performance feels every bit at home here as similar twists in blockbuster fanfare like something from the ongoing Bourne
films (as well as a distant echo of The Manchurian Candidate).
Before meeting the Wizard, Dorothy and her companions broke out
into a happy song while
getting primped and pampered during the «Merry Old Land of Oz» number in the classic 1939
film, «The Wizard of Oz.»
Before I
got into games journalism and indeed Plus XP, I was majorly
into my
films, heck I am still today.
Before getting into real estate, Nora was a
film producer, working with A-list Hollywood directors such as Martin Scorsese and Oliver Stone.