«More than making up for its disappointing predecessor, «The Hunger Games: Mockingjay — Part 2» is an incredibly
emotional film on many levels and a more than worthy conclusion to the series, mainly because it doesn't shy away from finding ways to improve upon the original book.»
Not exact matches
It's going to take a lot more then «visions» experienced by people in
emotional and suggestible states to convince me, something like something seen by dozens of people who are not in an
emotional and suggestible state, which is caught
on camera by a person who we can reasonably assume would not tamper with the
film.
Martin Scorsese's recent
film Silence, like the historical novel by Shūsaku Endō
on which it is based, turns
on an act of
emotional blackmail.
Great moments abound, from Steve showcasing his heroism sans muscles by jumping
on a dummy grenade to his
emotional goodbye to Peggy Carter in the
film's finale.
On the one hand,
emotional manipulation has always been at the heart of our cultural artefacts; in fact, we have always lauded the best artists, writers,
film - makers, composers and the like for their seamless skills in moving us and enlarging our horizons.
In this
film they not only help heal these people who are sick
on a physical level but
on an
emotional, physical and spiritual level as well.
From a study of 60 characters from literature,
film and television, we scored characters
on each of eHarmony's key personality dimensions needed for a successful relationship, including
emotional temperament, social style and relationship skills.
Slowly, the
film reveals the
emotional toll his work has taken
on him.
The
emotional closing stretch, at the very least, ensures that the
film ends
on an admittedly affecting note, and yet it's ultimately impossible not to wish that the remainder of Deepwater Horizon had been similarly engrossing (particularly given the seemingly electrifying nature of the story's true - life origins).
Baker's combination of acute
emotional intelligence and raucous, often bawdy humor sometimes brings to mind Fatih Akin, a German filmmaker of Turkish descent who also likes to set his
films (Head -
On, The Edge of Heaven, Soul Kitchen) in tough urban areas where conflicting cultural value systems meet and clash.
The
film ends
on a remarkably touching
emotional note.
There is something of an
emotional commitment brought to the storyline by the characters in this
film, which really comes across well
on screen.
The
film really does take you
on an
emotional rollercoaster - its a journey of highs and lows, and you can really feel for everything, both good and bad, that the characters go through.
After making a cameo as herself in The Muppets in 2011, Silverman went a different direction by taking
on a dramatic role in Take This Waltz, a
film following a married couple whose relationship begins to crumble when one half of the pair forms an
emotional bond with a neighbor.
Whether a twisted
film impresses you
on an
emotional level due to the uniqueness of it, or a drama doesn't work for you based
on the acting, everyone is entitled to their opinion.
Despite the efforts of a strong ensemble cast — featuring Bruce Dern, John Ortiz, Ellen Burstyn, Nick Offerman, Jon Hamm, Catherine Keener and Patton Oswalt — the
film fails to drive home its point, about the power of the stuff we leave behind when we die, with the same
emotional punch that the people
on - screen seem to be telegraphing: grief, longing, regret, resentment and sundry other flavors of moroseness.
He's a large and purply ruthless brute that originally appears to be just another impact-less Marvel villain hellbent
on destroying Earth, but what Infinity War does differently than any other Marvel
film is that it allows us to sympathize with him and see his
emotional flaws and vulnerabilities.
In place of the
emotional stage - setting another
film might waste its time
on, there is instead a lengthy getting - ready montage, with drooling close - ups of Anastasia (Dakota Johnson) slipping into her lacy gown while her husband - to - be Christian (Jamie Dornan) fastens his cufflinks, which look like two enormous platinum Chewits.
Incredible
film making relying
on performances and closeups to bring the
emotional content to the surface.
Like Gleeson and Byrne, Gluck seems to recognize his
film's inherent frivolousness, frequently calling attention to some of the screenplay's plot mechanics and hacky tropes — at one point even hanging a lampshade
on Peter's famous blue jacket, in acknowledgement of the object's trite value as an
emotional symbold.
But the filmmaker has such a consummate understanding of storytelling and technique that he knows when to drill down into a moment for greater
emotional truths and when to condense what must have been excruciating volumes of information — both in terms of the Papers themselves, and the journalistic processes of vetting, creating and production of a daily newspaper — to communicate the essential details that keep the
film on track.
It's an undeniably indie
film, unconventional in many respects, and effective
on an
emotional level.
Despite a warmly interacting cast that includes Jennifer Ehle as Emily's sister and Keith Carradine as her lion - maned, lionized father, and a valiant effort
on the part of Nixon and Davies to externalize the poet's inner demons in
emotional, high - tension scenes, the
film can't escape an underlying static quality that extinguishes the flame before it can get burning.
For a
film that requires nearly five hours of viewing investment, it feels terribly stingy
on the
emotional payoff.
It's an impeccably crafted history lesson that, unusually for a Spielberg
film, tells us why its subject matter is important, instead of engaging with it
on an
emotional level.
While it may not have the
emotional impact that the first
film did, I really admire the fact that both
films are based
on the continuing true story of these people.
A twist in the third act adds a meta and surprisingly
emotional spin to everything we've already seen; in a
film industry littered with projects explicitly capitalizing
on moviegoer's nostalgia, The Lego Movie gets there with efficiency and a relentless, consistently endearing good humor.
But without the (old) Disney genius for
emotional structure and character design, the results are rather flat — the
film concentrates
on Disney horror and trauma without the relief of Disney charm.
That kind of
emotional centre is key to the success of Crowe's
films, and it works beautifully here, aided immeasurably by a wonderful performance by then - newcomer Renee Zellweger, as well as a spot -
on effort from Cruise and a deliciously over-the-top innings from Cuba Gooding Jr..
It captures the excitement of a breaking star, it generates a raw and unsettling
emotional power and it honors the aesthetic of hip - hop in way that's never quite been done
on film before.
Other
films that came after it were far more fastidious in their rendering of the sexual aspect to these clumsy affairs, but this
film is far more psychological, directing much of the
film's emphasis
on the
emotional toll of lying to yourself and your loved ones.
Carell leans a little hard
on Doc's
emotional innocence, but he owns the
film's best moments.
Haynes, with a
film light
on dialogue and entirely too reliant
on Carter Burwell's impressive, ever - expanding and changing but nonetheless incessant score, draws
on the hollow sentimentality of his premise rather than the
emotional specificity of his characters» engagement with the art and history that saves them.
Yes, remarkably, as rich an affair as this is, the fluid story telling and constant surprises keep the
film rolling along, taking us
on a wildly entertaining,
emotional and fulfilling ride.
The Way Way Back does generate a fair amount of laughs throughout the
film, but misses
on the
emotional level because of the underplayed drama between mother and son — a shame because Collette's character had real potential to be more than just a naïve mother who is content with looking the other way for everything in life.
If it were possible to overlook some of the annoyances of this character during the first two
films, it isn't anymore: Grey is borderline abusive in the demands he makes
on Ana, and it's frustrating to watch the
film confuse playful sexual dominance with
emotional domination, as Christian insists
on knowing his wife's every move and overreacts to the slightest insinuation that she might have her own life.
It certainly does what it says
on the tin, with an epic final clash, but compared to Jackson's finest hours, it's visually muddy and pretty much more of the same, and without the stakes of
emotional payoff of the «Rings»
films.
Or it could just be that a
film focused
on Batman — even if he's in Lego form — is never going to be able to conjure up
emotional memories from childhood (or parenthood) for everyone in the theater.
Without the
emotional gut punch that seemed to come in every frame of Mungiu's masterpiece 4 Months, 3 Weeks And 2 Days, this picture truly opens up
on multiple viewings, and with its eyes set to the heavens, the
film seems Hell bent
on questioning their existence entirely.
The visual pyrotechnics are nicely balanced with a focus
on the
emotional beats of the story and the
film works largely because its three young principals have finally learnt how to act.
Nick Frost,
on whether there's a relationship between the fact that there was general agreement that making «The World's End» was the most fun
film «Three Flavors»
film to make «in terms of having a laugh» and the substantially darker
emotional tone.
The interview with him
on the Criterion release in which he speaks about the
emotional response he had to the
film at 9 years old is a great one for fans of either Renoir or Scorsese.
director Mike Mendez — that, while it has a charming sense of humor about itself, leans too heavily
on CGI blood; The Girl With All The Gifts (B), a well - shot British zombie
film that attempts to inject new life into a tired genre, and almost succeeds thanks to young star Sennia Nanua; and the disappointing Phantasm: Ravager (C --RRB-, a low - budget labor of love which, while it plays like a Phantasm fan
film, ultimately undercuts the
emotional closure it attempts to bring to the franchise by failing to resolve the central conflict between good and evil.
Almost bereft of dialogue, the
films rely
on the compositions of the group Tindersticks (and various figures within it) to provide
emotional cues.
Finally, it closes with the best finale of any
film this year, the most heart - wrenching ending I've seen in a studio
film in years, that for once shows us the
emotional toll that a taut thrill - ride would have
on a person in real life.
Lack of bias is fine, but when the brothers reserve judgment
on the
emotional abuses, beatings and financial exploitation of hookers (almost exclusively called «bitches»), their
film looks irresponsible and too easily impressed by the men it portrays.
As much as the
film is immaculate in its production values, the most care and consideration
on the screen is the patience with which Haynes stages the
film's
emotional beats.
But the
film finds an unexpected link to the current moment when it touches
on the
emotional and physical abuse McLaren inflicted
on Westwood.
the Aliens or Prawns (derogetory term given to them by the humans) play a much larger
emotional and dynamic role in the
film than the trailer or bits of viral marketing let
on.
For here are two and a half hours of every Marvel superhero that has appeared
on film, together facing a turbo baddie (and an unrecognisable Nidge) with tremendous amounts of ass - whooping, mega-effects, not a little
emotional impact and...