One of the iconic moments in Jeff Nichols’ very quiet film on race and the law, Loving, is when the central (and eponymous) married couple are photographed by a Life Magazine photographer. It is a wonderful moment in the film, and somehow it was not used in the original poster for the film. However, this alternate one sheet, from designer Manu, riffs wonderfully on black and white photography (and race for that matter), comfort and intimacy.
If we are a tad late posting this trailer for Natalie Portman western Jane Got A Gun, it is apropos of the project from the very start. Scottish auteur, Lynne Ramsay was originally to direct the project, but at the beginning of shooting, she resigned just prior to day one of shooting. Much of the supporting cast walked with her, and now we have the Gavin O’Connor, Joel Edgerton version, which involves a lot of ominous talk, a lot of gunfire, and somehow, a hot air balloon. Against considerable odds, the film is now finished and coming soon to a theatre near you.
The 2015 Western bonanza continues. Check out the trailer below.
Despite seeing nearly 100 films combined at TIFF 2015, Ryan from The Matinee and Kurt indulge Andrew by getting out to the multiplex to see the latest Johnny Depp performance, as James “Whitey” Bulger in Black Mass. We have a
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Ryan and Andrew have a Watch List which includes re-evaluated Spielberg, various Afflecks and a new-ish film starring Matthew Broderick. Hunker down with your favorite blankie, take out your blue contact lenses, and settle in for the show!
As always, please join the conversation by leaving your own thoughts in the comment section below and again, thanks for listening!
A second trailer for Ridley Scott’s Moses biopic features more CGI, more Christian Bale screaming at the heavens, more sad Ben Kingsley and more bad eyeliner on Joel Edgerton. Despite its posh production value and sophisticated computer graphics, the whole thing is still rather yawn inducing.
Who doesn’t love a well-made, over-the-top sword and sandal flick? Despite its flaws, I’m an unabashed apologist for Ridley Scott’s Gladiator, impossibly clean facial hair for Maximus Decimus Meridius and all. So let’s just say the little kid is me is stoked for his upcoming Biblical epic Exodus: Gods and Kings (although what an awful title, right?).
The movie stars Christian Bale as Moses, the man with the Old Testament god’s plan to lead the exodus of Israelite slaves from Egypt, an unrecognizable Joel Edgerton as the murderous Pharaoh Rhamses, Aaron Paul as Moses’s right hand man Joshua, with John Turturro, Sigourney Weaver, Indira Varma, and Ben Kingsley rounding out the cast along with thousands of extras that, fortunately, will not be all CGI-generated.
The trailer is more or less what you’d expect from a modern prestige blockbuster: melodramatic and flashy with contemporary music and, frankly, not afraid of being somewhat ridiculous. Meaning it’s exactly what I was hoping for.
Exodus: Gods & Kings will be released stateside on December 12, 2014, suggesting Scott is hoping for some trophies come Oscar season. It’s been quite some time since we’ve have a good mythological epic with this much star power behind it, so we’ll have to see if it lives up to its potential.
In the course of a day, detective Malcolm Toohey goes from participating in a major sting operation that gets him shot, to celebrating and singing Bon Jovi with his officers in the cop bar, to hitting a child with his vehicle while driving under the influence. A good man at heart, he suffers from extremely poor judgement in that moment of trial and choses to hide behind his badge. Weather it is fear of losing his professional shine, or simply the shame of his folly, he tells a big lie that will ripple through out his family life, professional life and of the lives of the boys family. It will also have the audience consider some tricky moral and ethical situations over the course of about three days of Toohey’s guilt compressed into 100 minutes of solid drama, along the similar lines of Mystic River or Copland.
Felony was written by and stars Joel Edgerton, and it was made in the genre hotbed of Australian that produced other sticky crime dramas The Square and Animal Kingdom. There is particularly powerful performance from consummate professional Tom Wilkinson playing seasoned detective Carl Summer, who delivers the big ‘circle the wagons’ movie-speech at the heart of the films headspace: Why should cops or ‘good’ people don’t need the courts or prisons, because their own guilt is punishment enough for their ‘accidental’ crimes? After detective Summer helps cover for Towhee’s misdeeds, he does not take kindly to Toohey’s conscience flaring up, as the little boy’s head wound gets worse. Aggressively pushing the ‘don’t hurt the police brand‘ Summer has also to deal with his Ed Exely type new partner Jai “Son of Diehard” Courtney who plays the crisp, by the book detective Jim Melic. The young and idealized Melic becomes suspicious of the whole situation immediately based on observations on how Toohey’s response in the 911 call placed, and the jittery body language when he is talks with Summer. It doesn’t help things that Melic has taken a bit of a fancy to the boy’s young mother.
If I ever decide to get married some day, I think this clinches it: it’s going to be a “roaring twenties” theme ceremony and reception/party. I know Luhrman rubs a lot of people the wrong way with his highly stylized, stage-like presence, but I enjoy the hell out of his frenetic pizazz.
So take that style and add to that Leo DiCaprio, Carey Mulligan and Isla Fischer et. al. and mix all of that together with an adaptation of yet another classic tale and you have maybe one of my most anticipated films of 2013. Yeah it’s me, Andrew; sucker for the costume dramas.
Warner Brothers has been putting together this really colorful set of character posters for us throughout the week and today the final piece of the puzzle dropped in with Mr. DiCaprio.
Anyone else looking as forward to this as I am?
By audience request, a special welcome to FilmJunk’s Jay Cheel (also of The Documentary Blog) as he drops by the virtual studio for this cinecast episode to help level the playing field on our SPOILER quite divided impressions of Kick-Ass. Of course Matt Gamble is here to help with that discussion as well representing the comic-nerd side of the equation. We are also in the midst of the Minneapolis Film Festival, so there is be some talk on that cinematic smörgåsbord as well as a critical mention of the 6 hour road-show edition of British TV mini Red Riding Trilogy. The usual DVD picks and other bits of movie related banter, including must-see Aussie noir, The Square, a break down on the Howard Stern saga known as Private Parts and Earth Day visual extravaganza Oceans. Thanks for dropping by and taking the time to listen the show; we are glad to have you along and welcome feedback and other forms of kick-assery in the comments section..
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Just a detail, but isn’t the devil in the details? I do not know if it was intended or not, but our titular square, a competent but out of his element everyman caught up in an affair and some larceny walks up an outdoor staircase with a road sign dominating the lower portion of the frame saying: “No Through Road.” In the fine tradition of noir in colour, from the Coen brothers Blood Simple to Sam Raimi’s A Simple Plan to Robert Altman’s The Player, comes the Australian duo, writer/ actor Joel Edgerton and stuntman/director Nash Edgerton and their dazzling juggling act of just how many things can go wrong when everyday folks go about planning a dead-simple crime. At one point, late in the game, of their 2008 film, The Square (only recently making it to North American shores) there are so many spinning plates that you cannot help but sit back and marvel at the plot. It’s a Swiss watch. It’s bad assumption. It’s Murphy’s Law writ small. The film passes effortlessly from tense thriller to pitch-black comedy and is better for it. Anyone who is a fan of this genre should get out there and reap the pure pleasure on offer; for us Canadians, better late than never.