Not exact matches
In these
films, there's no need to see
anything past the moment where the couple finally
gets together, because
getting together is the end of the story.
But while The Sword
in the Stone
gets a pass on entertainment value if nothing else, the same can't be said for this
film, which more than
anything else is shapeless and a little boring.
If the secret police ever want to
get anything out of me, all they have to do is sit me down
in front of this
film.
Nothing
gets resolved
in the end, and the character doesn't do
anything except mouth off for the entire
film.
If Rampage's giant monsters stand for
anything — and giant monsters usually do, even
in films as silly as this one — it is the destructive self - interest of the monstrously rich, and there is an unexpectedly topical plot thread here about billionaire grifters
in gilded office blocks
getting their FBI - mandated just desserts.
I'm not even of the school that thinks the Zimmer approach is fundamentally wrong for a
film like this — it's just that
in this instance, he (assuming he actually had
anything to do with it) certainly did
get it wrong.
If the recent crop of low - budget, intimate war
films featuring a handful of actors
in limited locations tells us
anything, it's that studios are desperate to ensure that they
get a better return on investment than a full - blown, star - studded action spectacle.
Rear channels
get a nice workout during the abovementioned roller coaster sequence, but
in a
film lacking
anything resembling pyrotechnics, the soundtrack mostly splits its time between reproducing Fenton's noxious compositions and trying to accommodate the whining of both Aniston and Alan Alda (as Nina's pop)
in one speaker - busting scene after another.
More than
anything else,
in fact, the look and episodic composition of the
film reminded me of Wojciech Has's The Saragossa Manuscript, a Polish
film based on a Polish writer's French - language novel set
in Spain (that's no doubt as European as it
gets).
His longing pre-fight ode to peanut butter - chocolate ice cream — «You can
get it at Wal - Mart,» he deadpans — is,
in its way, as revealing about the suffering athlete as
anything in Black Swan, not to snark too much on Darren Aronofsky, whose recent
films till similar ground.
And any time spent thinking about how ridiculous what they're actually talking about is, is still more entertaining than some of the antics the supporting characters
get up to, be it John Malkovich trying to kung fu a robot or a former Special Forces soldier complaining stress or all the running he was having to do, or dear God
anything having to do with Sam's parents who offer nothing to the
film but reminders why they shouldn't be
in it.
It's nice to see Kit Harrington
get a starring role, and even see David Harewood
in a feature
film, but there's not a whole lot separating this
film from
anything else we have seen.
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What You Need To Know: On the slim off - chance that you've heard none of the deafening buzz surrounding Steve McQueen «s «Hunger» and «Shame» follow - up (which also stars Michael Fassbender), let's
get to it: by all accounts (our own included), lead Chiwetel Ejiofor is
anything from a good bet to a surefire winner for this year's Best Actor Oscar, with the
film itself a likely player
in the Best Picture race and any number of the other actors (Fassbender foremost among them) potentially primed for Supporting Actor nod.
Regardless, the effect of limiting the
film to the Dunst - Hartnett storyline is twofold: first, we
get to enjoy many many many shots of pretty young actors being pretty, walking
in slow motion, rolling around
in the grass, etc; second, none of the other characters ever mean
anything to us.
Pastor Paul (2015 — Nigeria) When a white tourist travels to West Africa,
gets cast
in a micro-budget version of «Hamlet», and is possessed by a ghost,
anything can and does happen
in this
film that multi-hyphenate director - writer - actor Jules David Bartkowski calls «the world's first American Nollywood
film.»
Don't
get me wrong: the idea of someone performing copycat murders based on an author's work of fiction has potential (even if it's been done before, most recently
in the pilot for the TV drama «Castle»), but there's nothing
in the trailer that suggests the
film will be
anything other than a generic whodunit.
And I
got to admit, Snow White and the Huntsman was better than I expected but that's only because it was my fill -
in movie (went to see two
films and there was this 2,5 hour gap between them that I needed to fill) and I didn't expect
anything.
In Nothing Bad Can Happen, a «provocative» film without anything truly provoking, Tore (Julius Feldmeier) is a homeless teen who, in the film's opening, gets baptised in a lak
In Nothing Bad Can Happen, a «provocative»
film without
anything truly provoking, Tore (Julius Feldmeier) is a homeless teen who,
in the film's opening, gets baptised in a lak
in the
film's opening,
gets baptised
in a lak
in a lake.
Inherit The Wind — This straightforward adaptation of the play about the Scopes Monkey Trial (It's very thinly veiled),
gets the good performances you'd expect out of Spencer Tracy and Fredric March, but director Stanley Kramer doesn't really bring
anything interesting to the
film (not unprecedented
in Kramer's career).
As if I enjoy demonstrating this, since hanging up his director's cap, Hughes has produced and / or scripted a series of junk kids movies (a few of which stuck only through sheer force of hype)--
in addition to overseeing the screenwriting debut of son James, New Port South, a teen - aimed
film, like those Hughes became famous for, that may well speak to the specifics of today's youth but fails to
get at
anything universal.
What follows is a comedic look at an artist who won't let
anything get in the way of putting his vision to
film, no matter how baffled the crew
gets.
some people are being picky and trying to pass themselves of as a know it all
film critic... if you went into this movie with your brain
in anything higher than 1st gear you are a fool, i went looking for a bit of action and a salute to a cult classic and i
got what i wanted @ 25 «if anybody thinks either Topher Grace or Adrien Brody could stand - up to a Predator seriously needs to consider suicide.»
That show is currently
filming its second season, and though we don't know
anything about Chappelle's episode, it'll presumably involve him riding motorcycles alongside Reedus while they talk about the cool bugs that
got stuck
in their teeth and and all the losers they saw driving cars —
in other words, the stuff that all motorcycle people like to talk about.
Once you
get to the core of this
film, it feels as though a meeting was held to decide what happens
in the
film, and nobody objected to
anything.
It is there that he's approached by a 15 - year - old boy named Gary (Sheridan), who is looking for work, willing to pretty much do
anything required of him to put money
in his pocket and, hopefully, give him a bit of freedom to
get away from his physically abusive alcoholic stepfather, Wade (Hawkins, who died shortly after
filming).
James L. Brooks»
films have been a little up and down lately — 1994's infamous «I'll Do
Anything» was followed by «As Good As It
Gets,» which
in turn begat the floppish «Spanglish» — but his latest rom - com, «How Do You Know,» promises to be a return to award - winning form.
The arrival of
anything to do with celebrated British director Mike Leigh certainly
gets the juices flowing, so seeing the links to the trailer for the helmer's next
film MR. TURNER
in my inbox,
got me a tad excited.
Although the
film ends with a hopeful note about putting the past behind and building upon happiness for the future, the downsides of pat characterizations is that we never
get the sense that the burdens they carry and flaws
in their character will ever allow them
anything more then a temporary lift up out of the abyss of misanthropy.
portrayal of Adie as a bold woman who was willing to put herself
in danger to
get her story feels just as heroic as
anything done by the SAS
in the
film.
Despite the often inadvertently hilarious tone of her voice, Cornish's portrayal of Adie as a bold woman who was willing to put herself
in danger to
get her story feels just as heroic as
anything done by the SAS
in the
film.
Made a better
film by a great cast, Four Christmases isn't
anything new, but it's funny and it's
got at least one character that everyone can cringe
in recognition at having
in their extended family tree.
Also, there are robot - suits
in this
film for little obvious reason outside of the fact that
anything in proximity to the words Iron Man makes all of the money and any
film that doesn't look like a videogame simply won't
get green lit anymore.
Here, Thor is one of the funniest people
in the movie, always leaning into the strangeness of his surroundings, and Waititi mostly
gets away with putting his voice into Thor's mouth because A) Hemsworth is this character, so we can buy
anything he does; and B) No previous
film had defined Thor enough.
It's hard to
get too worked up about
anything onscreen
in The Happys, including the cutesy English translation of Los Feliz, the Los Angeles neighborhood that gives the
film its name.
One of those
films that's patently been designed around its late -
in - the - game plot twist to the exclusion of
anything else, it begins with a man who's recently had a mental breakdown moving with his family to a spooky house
in the middle of nowhere, and only
gets stupider from then out.
Twitter had endless jokes to make about the pairing of Eisenberg and Segel
in a
film about David Foster Wallace, but The End of the Tour
gets the last laugh with each of them pulling off remarkably interesting and endearing performances
in a
film that feels more than
anything like two writers waxing vulnerably about staving off impostor syndrome.
Segel and Diaz are game for
anything — both of them have nude scenes, and Segel even manages a graceful if startling naked headstand — and at the
film's end, when the audience finally
gets a glimpse of the sex tape
in question, a few horrified laughs may erupt.
A majority of the first act of the
film is spent focusing on the love story between Webber and Miriam (Holliday Grainger), which is fine, but the romance just
gets in the way for the other two acts and does not add
anything to the
film.
The best
film of 2006 is a German
film about a coldhearted Stasi agent who is assigned to
get something,
anything, on a prominent playwright
in East Germany, five years before the collapse of communism.
When the
film gets bored with its four characters, it writes
in a load more to try and keep up with (only one brings
anything to the plot and that is some comic relief from Scoot McNairy, which I hated, but other critics claim it is the
film's saving grace).
The story doesn't contain any major revelations, but
in a
film like this full of so much heart and cinematic love, that there is no need for
anything besides a strong, entertaining and incredibly eccentric story, and that is exactly what we
get.
«Vampires Anonymous» (2003) A few years ago, Bullz - Eye chatted with Michael Madsen about how many of his
films end up going to DVD, and he explained the situation thusly: «People will promise you the fucking world, they'll promise you
anything to
get you
in the movie... and then, seven times out of ten, it's not that way.»
Wilder keeps the
film zipping along, and has three absolute comic hurricanes
in his leads — Curtis cool as
anything as he darts between identities, Lemmon gloriously funny
in his interaction with smitten millionaire Joe E. Brown, and Monroe endlessly endearing and dunder - headed (no matter how many takes it legendarily took Wilder to
get the performance out of her).
And everything supports the hero
in some way, but I totally understand what you're saying — my favourite
films are ALIEN and ALIENS and I think there's so many great examples [of female leads] and who knows, if I
get lucky and there's a sequel or
anything like that, then I'll very much take on board what you said.
Don't think the activists
get let off the hook, either, just because this is clearly a forks - over-knives
film:
In an eye - rolling gag, one of them passes out because he refuses to eat
anything at all.
The Amanda Knox case
gets a lightly fictionalized treatment
in a Michael Winterbottom
film that has trouble being about much of
anything.
The
film tends to focus on two ideas: that repression
in Orthodox communities
gets in the way of sexual expression, which is more abstraction than
anything else, and that shame is what's stopping Esti from embracing her relationship with Ronit and leaving.
Although the bar keeps
getting lowered
in terms of what is acceptable for a PG - 13
film, we seem to have given up on doing
anything about it.
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