Not exact matches
The
film,
Scene's from a Marriage, leaves unexamined the questions of how to redeem community in the larger society; it
seems to have gone irrevocably to the devil as it has become technically more nearly perfect.
Although at times
Scenes seems to be administering the physic of the consciousness movement in rather heavy doses, the
film is too complex to be dismissed as a celebration of «How to Save Your Own Life» in the mode of Erica Jong, Jerry Rubin or Gail Sheehy.
While the
film makes the point that the children are exposed to advertising, the
scenes of these families
seem to say that working - class people just can't make good food choices or get exercise.
We're not exactly sure what the former reality television star has been up to lately, as her career
seems to be at a standstill since her last web series in 2011, «Dream Maker», save for
filming some
scenes in «Scary Movie 5» that didn't quite make it to the final cut.
He builds tension and allows for a number of wild
scenes to
seem organic and focused within the world of the
film.
Corbijn isn't making a stereotypical Hollywood thriller, with the stakes spelled out in neon and the loud fight
scenes spaced every few minutes, but he doesn't
seem to realize there is such a thing as being too vague, and in his efforts to make some kind of art - house / thriller hybrid, he goes too far the other direction and creates a nicely rendered
film with no emotional hook.
The characters are readymade jokes unto themselves, and the plots unfolding around them
seem like little more than
scenes found on the
film's cutting room floor.
In one of the
film's most poignant
scenes, the pregnant Theresa, who still has a soft spot for Tommy, replays home videos of a raucous Christmas gathering at which Tommy and Rob engaged in some friendly roughhousing that in retrospect
seems ominous.
Trainwreck - bad movie enthusiasts will be disappointed to find a
film largely defined by its lack of energy, in which every
scene seems to be stalling for time.
Scenes are often lengthy and over indulgent and the
film seems to have ambitions above, what is essentially, a small romantic storyline.
The
film opens with the obligatory but mercifully brief happy family
scenes where Pitt's character, Gerry Lane, is established as a stay - at - home Philadelphia dad who doesn't
seem to do anything more strenuous than make pancakes for breakfast.
The
film is hardly flawless - even the pie - baking
scenes sometimes
seem half - baked - but it's hard not to read promise into every frame, and to wonder what Shelly might have cooked up in the future.
A
seeming digression, it produces some of the
film's most affecting, darkly humorous
scenes.
The
film's disappointments lie not so much in Almodovar's controlled, respectful direction as in the strange gaps and displacements of his screenplay, which never
seems to supply the
scenes we most want to see.
In the
film's final act, the screenplay serves them up what might otherwise be a moment of real conflict, but Roth's direction
seems so blithely uninterested in anything but eagerly justifying Willis» violently sadistic rampages that the
scene plays as limp and useless as a vestigial tail.
Even the reason for a potential romance
seems a forced attempt to humanize the queen; her desire for Raleigh is intercut with
scenes from the first
film showing her a happy, naïve girl.
There's a
scene in Bryan Bertino's
film «The Strangers» that handily encapsulates the
film's nervy brand of terror, one so good and simple that it served as the
film's poster image when the 2008 feature first hit theaters: it's Liv Tyler, standing alone in her kitchen, looking out into what
seems to be — what should be — an empty house.
The
film's premise
seems loaded with comic possibilities, but silly
scenes overwhelm the story.
Sent to the Devil's Island penal colony, Dr. Karloff runs afoul of sadistic commandant James Stephenson, who
seems obsessed by the guillotine (an execution sequence is one of the
film's longest
scenes).
The
film stalls and sputters badly when it gets to Candyland, plodding through a squirmingly long dinner
scene and then giving us about three different Final Acts of Revenge that
seem increasingly redundant.
Part of the story is fit for a comedy, but this
film isn't funny at all, which includes the
scenes where it
seems like it's trying to be.
This fact will be met with appreciation by those who don't enjoy seeing gay sex
scenes, of course, but it does
seem silly to make a
film about a gay historical figure, keep referring to his gayness, show him pining for his gay lovers, and then never actually let him be gay.
The
film itself
seems reluctant to tie itself off, giving us one of the great end - credits - as -
scene sequences of the last year (Call Me by Your Name and Good Time being other memorable examples).
I was once a very harsh critic of Mr. Tarantino, the video store clerk turned auteur, who
seemed to be preoccupied with the inventiveness of his in - jokes and visual quotations of
scene compositions from other
films.
Andy Fickman, whose one quality credit is Reefer Madness: The Movie Musical [also starring Bell],
seems to have no idea how to pace the
film and his transitions from
scene to
scene are either too clever by half, or just awkward.
But if its «us versus the world» plot is groan - inducingly unoriginal, the
film is blessed with a trio of funnymen, headlined by the uproariously
scene - stealing Will Ferrell, who
seem hell - bent on breathing life into this stale and paper - thin premise.
The
scene effectively conveys the king - of - the - world high of a solid drug rush, and the
film has just enough of an edge that I winced each time they hit the glass, convinced that one of them would take that big fall into the canyons of L.A. Elizabeth Hurley, meanwhile, is very pretty and sports a lovely English accent but
seems to have been airlifted in from an entirely different movie.
The other factor leading to Darwin's creative block was the death, seven years earlier, of his daughter Annie at age 10; in
scenes where Darwin is visited by the goading spirit of Annie (newcomer Martha West) and finally in the
film's keening climax in the town where she died, «Creation»
seems as neurotically focused on her passing as Darwin was.
Overall, the reviews are coming out positive (though no one can
seem to agree if it's better than the first
film or not), but the one thing everybody agrees on is the post-credits
scene, which is supposdly an all - timer.
Correlative footage for many of the trial
scenes exists in the first Paradise Lost
film; the waxworks reenactments are so robbed of immediacy that they
seem almost trivializing.
Some of the performances were great - Carell is hugely unlikeable, Sam Rockwell an absolute gem but the
film's sensitive moments jar terribly with some very forced «happy»
scenes that
seem to spring from nowhere.
Having built up to what promises to be a dramatic, fitting finale, the
film's final
scenes seem to be more interested in shocking the audience and subsequently leaving them freewheeling rather than providing catharsis.
The Aviator is a well made
film, and one of the year's best, with enough great moments to make the three hours not
seem so long, although some trimming down of certain characters and
scenes could still be done (Jude Law's cameo as Errol Flynn
seems to be just an excuse to get him in the movie for a few minutes).
I liked this change because during that
scene, one of the fishes
seem to actually jump out from beyond the black border on the bottom and into the
film itself.
¬ † Sundance, though,
seems like an awful lot of trouble just to find out the buzz on a few
films — my impression of it is just that it's a
scene full of scenesters and part of me would rather chew glass than ever attend.
Even with long
scenes of action utilizing modern effects, the approach doesn't
seem gratuitous, which is an impressive accomplishment after having seen so many action
films already this year.
Jordan Peele, who scored two personal nominations for best director and original screenplay, as well as two more nominations for «Get Out,»
seemed almost stunned, reacting with a gif of Kaluuya in one of the
film's iconic
scenes and asking «What's the opposite of the sunken place?»
Jordan Peele, who scored two personal nominations for best director and original screenplay, as well as two more nominations for «Get Out,»
seemed almost stunned, reacting with a gif of Kaluuya in one of the
film's iconic
scenes and asking...
A veteran action director, McTeigue shoots individual fight
scenes well enough, but never provides any modulation or sense of escalating terror — at no point is anyone allowed to crack a smile, and even when the children are threatened with imminent death, the
film's pace never
seems to quicken.
The
film's running time doesn't fly by, exactly, but it rarely
seems to stall out, which is impressive when you consider how many of the movie's big
scenes consist of people talking, sometimes emoting, in close - up.
Sepideh is a well - meaning character but every decision she makes somehow
seems to make things worse, and Farahani is particularly brilliant in the
film's gripping climactic
scenes, when the full moral weight of the drama is resting on her shoulders.
And indeed, the
film spends quite a bit of time serving up
scenes and grace notes that
seem designed to call back specific moments of the past 50 years.
Those uncertain alliances
seemed to be at the center of the
scene Coogler and his team were
filming when we were on set.
(The elderly Ventura's claim to be «19 years, 3 months old» when asked his age early in the
film connects directly to a later
scene in an abandoned factory; mentions of a revolution that at first
seem like science fiction are eventually revealed to be memories of the mid-1970s intruding into the present.
While this subject matter wouldn't
seem to have much in common with The Orphanage, both
films lean heavily on the bond between parents and children, eliciting sympathy with
scenes of mothers and fathers faced with the loss of their kids.
As bad as it looks, the worst aspect of the entire
film happens to be the horrible music, scored by Ron Geeson, which is not only uninspiring, it doesn't even
seem to change depending on the mood or
scene.
In a sense, it would
seem like having all of these egos is a small - time
film might work against the production, but by all appearances, everyone put in their best effort in making this
film work, with what must have been a sparse crew and few takes allowed for every
scene.
The performances are strong and yet even though the running time is only 79 minutes, the
film seems to drag through its
scenes.
Even the combat
scenes, which are well - enough put together,
seem to have been lifted wholesale from about three dozen previous
films.
That
scene seems straight out of a 70s creature feature rather than a Steven Spielberg
film.