Hey George, before you waste your time to spout un-educated
criticisms of a film like «Swingers», please take the time to know that «Joe» is actually JON FAVREAU, a very talented actor, the screenwriter of the movie, and also the co-producer behind it.
Not exact matches
Like the J.G. Ballard novel that inspired it, David Cronenberg's study
of the sexual dimension
of man's relationship to technology was a magnet for controversy, drawing a NC - 17 rating and
criticism from several sources, including studio owner Ted Turner, who attempted to prevent the
film's American release.
One
of my rules
of criticism is to never recommend a movie that has an element
of time in the title if it feels
like it takes that amount
of time to watch the
film.
I
liked the
film and unlike much
of the
criticism, didn't find it boring or confusing.
Criticisms like this all point to an underlying question: would it have been better to just give us The Hobbit, on its own with none
of the appendices, and let it be a lesser
film?
One
of the things I've learned is that
film criticism is whatever a particular reader
likes, and is not what that reader does not
like.
Noel: As much as it pains me to say it — in part because it sounds
like sour grapes, and in part because it's almost too big a topic to tack onto this discussion — I think the rise
of the OPs corresponds with the rapid decline
of film criticism in the mainstream media.
Like I was telling you, in most
film criticism, certainly before the invention
of VHS, everybody would get everything wrong all the time because they couldn't go back to check it before publication, and one
of the real whoppers is Raymond Durgnat describing «Under Capricorn» in his writing, and then Francois Truffaut taking Raymond Durgnat's description in the «Hitchcock / Truffaut» book and getting everything all wrong.
Wendy's decided to share its favorite
films of 2017, and its assessment
of flicks
like Logan is some damn - fine
film criticism.
It's much more likely the safe and predictable
likes of Argo (much more worthy
of ideological
criticism than ZDK, incidentally, but that's another argument) or Lincoln will emerge triumphant — solid
films in their own right, but par for the course when it comes to award hyperbole.
This is in part because when arts journalism is the topic
of discussion today, it's often being discussed in terms
of who is doing it (too many cis white knuckle - draggers
like yours truly), or if indeed
criticism — for our purposes,
film criticism — matters anymore at all.
But this doesn't read
like film criticism so much as an account
of whatever mood you were in when you last saw it.
These
criticisms may not be entirely fair, but ignoring them makes the
film feel something
like a Hallmark channel movie, meant to make the viewers feel good, even at the risk
of over-sensationalizing a topic.
The heyday for American
film criticism was the»70s because I think the people that got into it at that point were really inspired by the
likes of Andrew Sarris and Pauline Kael, both
of whom became famous and established the importance
of film critics as a cultural force.
It's
films like this that make the job
of film criticism such a joy; the possibility that every week you may encounter something that reminds you
of the magical potential
of cinema.
It received
criticism from the
likes of Jane Fonda and John Wayne — who in his last public appearance had to present it with it's Best Picture award even though he wasn't fond
of the
film.
We're increasingly in a world
of film criticism that often feels
like it's built around consensus, in which everyone has to agree that something is fantastic or awful, but Roger never cared about that.
All
of these
criticisms were entirely speculative however, as director Paul Feig and the hilarious female cast deliver a comical and unique spin on a beloved franchise, yet still manage to pay the appropriate respect to the original
films without it feeling
like a copy.
I'd also call him a
film critic and a screenwriter, though his
criticism,
like much
of Godard's and Rivette's, is made up
of sounds and images rather than words and his screenwriting is always built on the writing
of others.
Trumbo: Because Trumbo was directed by Jay Roach, whose top credits as
of late have been HBO
films like Recount and Game Change, a lot
of the
criticisms leveled against the
film have slighted it as a glorified TV movie.
The sort
of problem Sontag has with Jameson is,
of course, the very argument Bordwell has with anyone from Slavoj Žižek to Jacques Lacan, evident in a comment he makes on his blog (but not in the book) that echoes directly Sontag's: «Most
of FRT [Zizek's The Fright
of Real Tears] offers standard
film criticism, providing impressionistic readings
of various [Krzysztof] Kieslowski
films in regard to recurring themes, visual motifs, dramatic structures, borrowed philosophical concepts, and the
like.»
Indeed some
of the more recent MCU origin
films like «Doctor Strange» and «Ant - Man» scored
criticism for their overfamiliarity, which is why Moore tells Cinema Blend that they have every intention to avoid the issue:
And as
film criticism written by passionately engaged people with actual knowledge
of film history has gradually faded from the scene, it seems
like there are more and more voices out there engaged in pure judgmentalism, people who seem to take pleasure in seeing
films and filmmakers rejected, dismissed and in some cases ripped to shreds.
I actually really
like Ebert's reviews as a rule and I have a lot
of respect for him and what he has done for
film criticism.
That he once had the uncanny experience
of discovering his own writing repurposed (without citation) in a sheet
of UCLA screening notes is not that surprising — next to his small - scale but refreshingly original insights, the majority
of film criticism looks
like a rhetorically polished thesaurus - job.
Then Neil talks about what it's
like as a filmmaker to listen and read
criticism of his
films, and what influences that has on his work.
That might sound
like contrarian posturing in light
of the many, many essays that have recently eulogized the «death
of film criticism.»
Every act
of film criticism is
like a surgery — always haunted by the risk
of failure, always at the risk
of discovering something ineffable.
And
like me, he's a bit perturbed by some
of the hostile
criticism that has been lobbed at the
film, and its protagonist Poppy in particular — such as Jeff Wells» wildly off - base (to my mind) accusation that the
film is guilty
of «emotional -LSB-...]
On top
of that, this
film also keeps banging you over the head with the message that the royal family are just
like you and I, despite the extravagant wealth, fame etc., and to that end the screenplay, easily the
film's biggest weakness, keeps contriving things for Jack and Elizabeth to have in common in an attempt to have a «star - crossed lovers» element to the story — which brings me to my biggest
criticism of this
film, the script.
The slightness
of a
film like «An» will let it slip through the cracks unscathed, escaping the more volatile
criticism surely to de dumped on, say, Gaspar Noe's «Love» and other more audacious entries in the official selection.
Let's talk about the struggles
of criticism,
like that recent Atlantic essay about the lack
of female
film critics.
Lazy nonsense
like this gives
film criticism its (avoidable) reputation
of contributing nothing to the world.
Cinephilia,
like film studies and
film criticism, has tended to be torn between two opposing goals: breaking down the barriers between disciplines and traditional conceptions
of art, and shoring up its own legitimacy by appealing to those very categories it sought to undermine.
And despite the
criticism over being the Ghostbuster who was black and not a scientist —
like Ernie Hudson in the original — Jones is the
film's biggest breath
of fresh air as the street-wise transit worker who joins the team after encountering a nasty ghost in a subway tunnel.
Boom writers
like Gabriel García Márquez (who briefly attended the Centro Sperimentale di Cinematografia in Rome and oversaw the creation
of the Fundación del Nuevo Cine Latinoamericano in Cuba) were having these conversations abroad — but did that mean they needn't have taken place within Anglophone
film criticism circles from those Latino writers who were finding their own bilingual voices?
After fierce
criticism of the shortlists and the criteria for the award in previous years, when candidates
like the
film maker Derek Jarman (for his movie Caravaggio) were put forward, this year the Tate is refusing to publish the short list.