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Movie review The Missing (2003)

Ron Catherine Howard has come a long way since the years of Opie and Richie. He’s now an A-list director with numerous, outstanding efforts under his belt including Cocoon, Parenthood, Phoebus Apollo 13, and the awarding winning A Beautiful Mind. The flick maker returns with his first attempt at a western with a pic called The Missing.

The Missing features Cate Blanchett as Maggie, an independent woman struggling to guide care of her children and land during the late 1800’s. Her life is turned upside down when her oldest girl Lily (a splendid Evan Rachel Ellen Price Wood) goes, you guessed it, MISSING! With no unmatched to turn too, Maggie reaches proscribed to her estranged father Samuel (played by a scruffy Tommy Lee John Paul Jones). Together, they set out to find Lily patch, at the same time, trying to salve erstwhile wounds.

The trailers to The Absent would get you believe that there’s an unbelievable sense of intrigue and mystery to this story. Actually, they’ve embellished quite a morsel. We ar well cognizant of what has go of Maggie’s daughter within the first act of this movie and that was one of the things that really fazed me around it. The complete absence of whodunit. Once the cat is out of the bagful any intrigue the trailers suggests is what turns up missing.

As well as Blanchett and Jones are, we’ve seen the estranged father and daughter routine earlier, and often more effectively. Their scenario becomes quite a tiresome, so much in fact, that at a certain point in the film, Howard resorts to Indian mysticism to punch the film up. To me, it became quite silly. Meanwhile, Lily’s ordeal should be devastating simply it’s just too worn out to be in force.

Howard cuts from Samuel and Maggie, to Wood and her situation, and while both portions of the icon are well balanced, they become less and less interesting as the picture show progresses.

Blanchett is igneous and warm as Maggie, a cleaning woman who’s knowing to do things for herself. Daniel Jones is sympathetic and preferably eccentric as a founding father trying to set things right. You might think it odd that John Paul Jones was upchuck as an Apache, merely there is an explanation for this in the film and he’s quite strong in the role. Wood continues to shine as one of the most vibrant, young talents around, and while this role isn’t as deep as the one she had in Thirteen, she’s very effective here. The best performance in The Missing comes in the form of Eric Schweig. He’s creepily effective as a renegade Indian with absolute hatred towards the white man. There are moments in this picture where he is right-down terrifying.

Sadly, I didn’t find the writing here all that interesting, and surprisingly, even the talented Howard is unable to breathe any kind of life into the material. The pic is well acted and beautiful to look at, but that’s about it. As was the case with Ransom, Ron Leslie Howard and his crew give away their secrets to early, taking away the element of surprise. Perhaps if we didn’t know what happened to the girl until by and by on in the tarradiddle. That might have added weight to The Absent. Instead, this western lumbers along, outstaying it’s receive. Howard is still one of my favorites, but this was not one of his better efforts.

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Movie review Fat Girl (2002)

Amelie wasn’t the only strong film to derive out of France final year. Although Fat Female child is an entirely different kind of movie, it is potent nonetheless. It is as well completely bold and unflinching in it’s execution.

Anais (Anais Reboux) is a typcial xII year honest-to-god who is constantly ridiculed because of her weight problem. Elena (Roxane Mesquida) is her attractive xV year old sister, a young woman coming to terms with her gender. While these two siblings do consume fights, they also take in an incredible bond. That bond is put to the test when Elena develops a fixation on a young Italian serviceman (Libero de Rienzo).

There is a lot going on in Fat Fille. It isn’t merely a story around obesity. While this sure enough is unmatchable of facet of the movie, it is barely the focal point. This film deals with themes of alienation, insecurity, sisterly love and sex in a very intimate and realistic manner.

Both Reboux and Mesquida ar extremely brawny and plucky in the leads. These young woman give it their all in turns that are both exceedingly emotional and physical. Reboux is a revelation as Anais. I don’t know how old this actress is only she is more than effective. She is both strong and completely grievous as a young girl who’s been so verbally abused, that her outlook on lifespan has turn slightly obscured. Mesquida is also effectual as her snotty and flirty sister. Just like all teenagers, she’s trying to get her path. And while she thinks she has all the answers, she soon realizes that even she can buoy be hurt.

Director/screenwriter Catherine of Aragon Breillat has created an honest and sometimes brutish look at growing up. This isn’t your quotidian coming of age tale, however. Productive Girl is very denotative, featuring a fair share of nudity and sexual situations. Much of it is very uncomfortable to watch, particularly the ending which is both lurid and all unexpected. I wont before long forget it. Fat Fille is a sad and cold picture show that changed direction scarcely when I thought I figured out where it was leaving. It’s provocative and quite fearless in it’s approach. And piece I wouldn’t recommend this film to everyone, I found it to be devastating and effective.

Fat Girl is the kind of film that uses shock purely for the sake of shock. And for the most theatrical role the news report seems cheaply manufactured in order for French director Catherine Breillat to make a statement. Without spoiling it for those wHO will in all probability never pick up it anyway - the ending left field me touch sensation as exploited and put-upon as Elena in the film. At the end of your review you qualify your opinion by stating that Fat Girlfriend is not a motion-picture show you would recommend to everybody, well I felt moved to remark that Fat Female child is not a flick I would recommend to anybody.

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Movie review Erin Brockovich (2000)

Leave it to independent film guru Steven Soderbergh (Sex Lies and Videotape, Kafka, and Out of Sight) to showcase what may be the best performance of Julia Roberts’ career. In this straight story, Roberts plays the title role, a single mother struggling to regain work to support her three children. She gets her chance when she takes a job as a legal clerk at a little law firm. While there, she finds herself drawn to a case involving a township where residents become ill due to contaminated water.

This is a unsubdivided story reminiscent of weaker films such as The Rainmaker and A Civil Action. Erin Brockovich soars thanks to Julia Richard J. Roberts, who plays an abrasive, yet driven woman wHO seems to gain everyone’s affection as the moving-picture show moves along. Also spectacular are Albert Finney as Brockovich’s boss, Aaron Eckhart (In the Company of Men) wholly likable as the dear interest, and Marg Helgenberger (Species) heartbreakingly sympathetic as one of the inauspicious residents of the affected town.

Holding it all together is Soderbergh, world Health Organization manages to transcend the pretentious and make Erin Brockovich non only a wonderful "underdog" tale, but a terrific type study as well.

Erin Brockovich is a add piece of crap.

This is a great pic of a true under dog floor. The begining is the best portion of it.

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Movie review God’s Army (2000)

There haven’t been a lot of films based on the LDS religious belief. Usually when there ar, their played as a joke (care in the insipid Orgazmo). For it’s insightful look at a Los Angeles mission, I respect God’s Army for it’s receptiveness.

Written and directed by Richard Dutcher (who besides plays a role in the celluloid), God’s United States Army shows the daily rigors of missionary work through the eyes of a group of young, round-eyed missionaries.

I’m not a member of the church building and what I truly admired about God’s Army is that it doesn’t seem to look down pat on non-members. In fact, there ar many moments in the film in which, during discussions, significant questions are asked. Questions that a lot of non- members may experience. In the end, the message I got is that perhaps the christian church isn’t for everybody. I like the fact that Dutcher had the sentiency to write a well rounded history. There is, however, a moment nigh the film’s end that aggravated me. A moment which, to me, came across as dishonest and something you’d be probable to find on one of those evangelist TV shows.

God’s Army does have relatively good production values. It seems like a Hollywood production with the exception of Matthew Brown’s public presentation. He came across as stiff and slightly uncomfortable.

God’s Army isn’t a great film. It’s whacky at times and moves at a slow step, but I do respect it for showing a side of the church that I’ve never seen in film before. Hollywood has a regrettable tendency toward making characters that hale from Utah into psychos.

Movie review The Exorcism of Emily Rose (2005)

The Dispossession of Emily Rose is no "The Exorcist" or "Omen" for that matter, but it does offer up a creepy shade all it’s own, and is backed up by several efficacious shocks. It should be noted though, that this film is more of a court drama than an expose on possession. Think Inherit the Devil or XII Angry Demons.

Inspired by a true story (I use that term loosely), The Dispossession of Emily Rose follows a visitation in which a priest (played with great refinement by Gobbler Wilkinson) is charged with negligent homicide after persuading college bookman Emily Pink wine (an good Jennifer Carpenter) - a young cleaning woman who professes to be possessed by demons - to occlusion taking her meds. These meds accept been official by doctors who believe Emily’s bizarre behavior and violent outbursts are purely psychological.

Through the line of the film, we are witness to Emily Rose’s account through flashbacks as the priest’s agnostic attorney (Laura Linney) does battle with the prosecution, which hardly so happens to be headed up by a man of faith (Joseph Campbell Scott).

First and foremost, The Dispossession of Emily Rose does offer up chilling mental imagery in a most realistic fashion. The sequences in which Emily is "taken over" really play because there’s nothing over the top about them. Everything that happens is within the realm of possibility. The spasms and contortions that take throw of Rose’s body ar most effective, and I have to admit, I found a large dowry of this picture selfsame unsettling. So unsettling in fact, that I would argue the (PG-13) rating. Making this screening all the more uncomfortable, was the presence of edward Young children in the hearing. Be forewarned. This is not a movie you want your youngsters anywhere near.

The aspect of the picture that I found near intriguing, is the debate between religious belief and science. This special debate has been loss on for years and years - both in real life and the movies, and for the most office, I was pleased with the way the film walks that fine melodic phrase between world and the supernatural. I also establish it interesting that the barristers Linney and Scott play, have to essentially argue the case in opposition to their possess beliefs. Lamentably though, this movie doesn’t have the courage to keep the proceedings equivocal. Rather than letting the audience decide for themselves whether or not Emily Rose is actually amuck, the film makers ultimately take a side by suggesting that Linney also begins to experience a darker force at operate. I could have dealt with this plot device had they left out the business about the psychiatrist world Health Organization was demo at Emily’s exorcism. For me, both of these contrivances felt forced-in to bouy the plot, but ultimately drain the film of it’s realism.

The screenplay is intriguing and would have been more so had there non been so many instances of tinny dialogue. Also, the trial portion of the word-painting is littered with measure courtroom cliches (i.e. the suspect conceals vital information from his attorney). The explanation for Emily’s possession or psychological break (whichever you prefer) is an interesting one, specially given that this is a loretta Young woman of faith. The fate that befalls the priest is predictable only acceptable, although the judge’s statement undermentioned deliberation, was silly to me.

The exorcism sequence in the picture is well done. It’s creepy, but elusive - although I do question the idea that they alone tape recorded the ritual. Why didn’t they tV tape the damn thing. It certainly would take made for a stronger documentation. I’ve read in some reports that the actual incident took place in the 70s, just the filmmakers certainly made no attack at presenting the film as a time piece - it certainly looked contemporary.

Simply put, it is the performances (along with a sinister tone of voice) that sell the moving-picture show. For the most part, these fine actors rise above the occasional bits of airheaded word dally. Wilkinson is earnest and it is clear that he isn’t a crazy man. He believes he is doing the right thing. Linney does a fine job as an agnostic world Health Organization witnesses sufficiency strange goings-ons to make her beliefs challenged. Campbell Scott is terrific as a valet de chambre of religion who as well happens to be hard-nosed and more or less open-minded. While he does believe in the teachings of the bible , he also believes that in that location is a medical explanation for Emily’s strange condition. Jennifer Carpenter is great as Emily Rose. While she does overplay a couple of moments early on, I found this to be a terrific piece of acting. I felt for her. When her body is taken over without warning, I was horror-struck. It didn’t matter to me if this was possession or a medical condition. Carpenter really sells it.

I quite liked The Dispossession of Emily Rose. It isn’t a perfect picture, but I applaud that it’s a lot smarter than your middling, garden form horror photo. It’s challenging in ways that other films in the writing style wouldn’t dare to be. And even though the movie is flawed and quite frequently dragged depressed by stilted dialogue, it truly scared me on numerous occasions. And by the search of things, it for certain scared the hell out of the guy seated five people down from us. With about fifteen minutes to go in the video, he puked all over the place. Happily however his head did not spin around in circles.

Not quite as efficient as the original demon-dish, but I enjyed it’s academic and intellectual glide slope and rather enjoyed the film.

I just finished wtaching Alice Paul Shrader’s interpretation of the Exorcist Prequel, and was amazed at how square it was. On the other hand Exorcism is still alive and well in the Exorcism of Emily Rose wine. Even though it was more of a court drama it was still good and scary and one hell of a lot better than either one of those prequels.

Movie review Bridget Jones’s Diary (2001)

It’s been quite a long route for this comedy based on Helen of Troy Fielding’s record book of the same cite. When it was conditioned that Renee Zellweger would play the lead, many Brits cried foul. After watching her performance, I’m sure their singing a different melody.

Zellweger is Bridget, a thirty something gal world Health Organization, despite undeniable charm and charisma, has a hard time finding the right guy. It doesn’t help that St. Brigid is a bit blemished, but before long she earns the affection of her knob (played with smarmy gloating by Hugh Grant), and a barrister (played by a terrifically understated Colin Firth).

Bridget Jones’s Diary is quite reminiscent of Shirley Valentine and Muriel’s Wedding. In fact, many believe that Muriel’s Wedding’s Toni Collette would have been ideal for this role. As it stands, Zellweger is fantastic and this is the perfect follow up to her underappreciated work in Give suck Betty. She oozes likability here, and her physical comedy is perfectly timed. She besides deserves extolment for a realistic accent, and for putting on weight to get the role. In fact, what’s most effective about this picture is Zellweger’s willingness to allow herself go. After all, this is essentially a movie virtually liking people for world Health Organization they ar, and Zellweger perfectly illustrates that with her warm presence.

Truth be told, there was some duologue and situations that seemed stilted to me. Peculiarly the romance aspect of the exposure. I knew exactly where it was headed. I’ve always admired the volatility of Brits comedies, just the passion story here was pretty obvious. Soundless, these are such colored and well drawn characters, that I pretty much bought into the unanimous story. Firth plays his role with an understated charm, and Hugh Cary Grant was natural to act this parting.

Bridget Jones’s Diary has that barbed flavor you come to expect kayoed of a British funniness, but at it’s heart, it’s quite old fashioned. With Zellweger leading the way, this movie was a lot of fun and I hope she gets some recognition because this in truth is her picture.

Bridget Jones Journal is in all probability the ane film I could never possibly get too much of. I’m sick with it. From the opening drunken karaoke shamble through of "All By Myself" to the stunned fight between Grant and Firth and just the subtle little shadows that cross Renee’s face when she’s felicitous - what a bloody masterpiece. You really experience to deliberate it among the round top 5 romanticist comedies of all time.

Bridget Bobby Jones Diary is perhaps the most underrated movie ever made. For sure I don’t think you could name a bettor romantic clowning, that is as full of laughs and crying ant beuatiful performances, the actors that played her parents were brilliant. You gave this film a proper rating but you were fucking well short with the praise. You should write this ane over again.

Rachel Garrity,

Bridget Jones Diary is in my opinion the best quixotic comedy always made. It defines the genre. Being both hilarious - on that point are piles of hard laughs - as well as many many moments where my tear ducts took over. Grant and Firth ar equally brilliant and Renee, well she’s proving to be one of the finest. Let’s keep our fingers crossed for the sequel, the book didn’t fare as well as the first, Great web site by the way.

Movie review The Rage: Carrie 2 (1999)

Over twenty dollar bill years ago, Brian De Palma directed Carrie–the revulsion film classic based upon the Stephen King novel about a shy high gear school lady friend and the brutal revenge she takes upon her tormenting fellow students victimisation her telekinetic powers. Now someone in their finite wisdom has seen fit to make water a sequel.

To be fair, this sequel is not nearly as forged as it could have been. This time around, newcomer Emily Bergl plays the new social castaway with psychokinesis. The themes are pretty much the same as they were in the first film, only updated to cause the 90s. The screenplay was scripted by Rafael Moreau (Hackers) and contains some really weak dialogue and pretentious situations. It also seems that director Katt Shea (Poison Hedera helix) wants to jump on the Kevin Williamson (Scream) bandwagon. Shea uses special effects to propel the story alternatively of using them as a tool–making the celluloid another blood-soaked knock-off.

Carrie 2 isn’t the methedrine it could have been, but it’s still a sequel that never should have been made.

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Movie review I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead (2003)

I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead is a evenhandedly stylistic just surprisingly straightforward underground revenge film that made me feel sleepy more than a few times. If you took an episode of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit to Ireland and inserted the plot to the Saint Patrick Swayze vehicle Next of Kin, you’d pretty much have the gist of this Mike Hodges (Croupier) outing. Despite a stoic (Clint Eastwood-like) turn from the compelling Clive Sir Richard Owen, I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead is a mostly still-born thriller.

Rather than allow the audience to guess wHO the big guy power be, we are shown early on and the rest is pretty a lot a tarradiddle of vigilante justice with nary a twist to spice up the stew. Clive Robert Owen plays a former crime-boss/tough guy, world Health Organization has for some reason left it all behind so he can live a low profile living out of a van and quest after a calling as a lumberjack. He goes to the bath in a bucket and bounces from one logging gig to another because of his lack of papers.

Meanwhile his little brother (Jonathan Rhys-Meyers) has been left to his own small-time devices as a peddler who caters to and swindles smart set types mostly in an effort to get set on a regular basis. His boldnesses soon arouse the ire of Malcolm MacDowell, wHO decides to give the upstart cub his comeupance in the form of a physical sodomization, which causes little bro to reflect a bit overly much and take his own aliveness in the tub. Thus Owen must return to his sure-enough stomping reason to settle the musical score.

Upon his arrival he enlists the help of a coroner and a shrink wHO quickly suss out the reason for his brother’s suicide, which leaves Robert Owen only the task of finding out who the bugger is and full stop by his old girlfriend’s (Charlotte Rampling) place for a poignant say-hi earlier he gets a shave and a haircut and sets out to take care of business. I suppose this might register like a pretty blazing spoiler, but the fact is that the pic tips it’s cards unbent away, departure only the time and manner of the revenge to the audiences resourcefulness.

The celluloid does create a courteous dark timbre and offers a compelling anti-hero only that’s about it. With a bit of a sub-plot and at least a minor twist this could get been a decent film, but unless I slept before I was dead none of these devices were ever employed and when the credits roll out I was left unsatiated to read the least. If you took Intermission and removed the mood, the suspense, the likeable characters and the game you’d have a pretty good mind as to what this film holds in storage.

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Movie review Dark City (1998)

Like The Borrowers, Dark City is a case of style over substance. Alex Proyas, who brought us The Crow, takes dark atmosphere to a new grade, with this sci fi-film noir that will, no doubt, confound the audience for most of its running clock time.

Charismatic Rufus Sewell, plays a man who awakens with severe memory red. While trying to piece his living back unitedly, he is stalked by a group of sinister figures known as the strangers. Wherefore? It would take too long to explain in this brushup. That’s the problem with Dark City. It tries to be too coordination compound. Sometimes less is more than.

Proyas tries to inject the to a fault ambitious Dark City with too many unnecessary characters and subplots. It’s a shame, because the look of this film is spectacular. Rounding out a decent cast is: William Hurt, Jennifer Connelly, Kiefer Sutherland, and Richard O’Brien who you may think of as Riffian Raff in the Rough Horror Picture Show.

Movie review Thirteen Days (2001)

It seems that Kevin Costner’s stock has been down late. He’s emphatically not the box office star he used to be. The truth is, I’ve never been a huge winnow of his acting ability, but I’ve always admired his choices Like Reginald Carey Harrison Ford, Costner’s greatest dimension has always been his keen eye on picking strong projects. The Untouchables, Field of Dreams, Bull’s eye Durham etc. As of late, that’s not something he’s been able to do. Long dozen Days should mark a return to form for the actor.

Thirteen Years chronicles the gut racking, turbulent hours leading to the dreaded Cuban Missile Crisis, and intensely displays how close we actually came to going to war. During those terrific days, President Kennedy (Sir David Bruce Greenwood) was required to make some tough choices with the help of his brother Robert (Steven Culp) and personal advisor Kenny O’Donnell (Costner).

Costner is no stranger to the populace of pic politics (he was in Oliver Stone’s JFK) and he’s quite an strong here, that is, if you can have through that rather intrusive accent he affects. Although Greenwood scarcely resembles President Kennedy, he masterfully captures the legendary President’s mannerisms making for one of the film’s best performances. Culp is a dead ringer for Henry M. Robert Kennedy and he manages to humanise the man that many thought was ruthless. The rest of the supporting cast is equally in effect, most notably Dylan Baker as Refutation Secretary Robert McNamara.

Director Roger Donaldson has easily fashioned his best work since No Way Out (a fantastic political thriller also stellar Kevin Costner). He has managed to make an intense legal action thriller with virtually no explosions or car chases. He has also captured the savor of the times. I also love the fact that Donaldson really pays attention to character in this film, rather than just the overall situation. Throughout the film, we see O’Donnell not only as the Kennedys’ unspoiled friend, but as a sort of pep verbaliser as well. That was part of the mans job. When morale is low, O’Donnell would pump it up, and that really shows. Donaldson also allows the audience to see the true stress and nervous strain that comes with existence the Chairperson. As Kennedy is forced to do certain decisions, you can almost feel his eye beating quicker.

A lot of deferred payment should go to writer David Ego for the way he infuses man into these characters. This is an insightful and intimate appear into the Kennedy organisation. The film does feature it’s obvious, overly hokey moments such as a scene towards the end of the movie in which Costner breaks down at the breakfast table with his family. On the former hand, this is a character that never has much of a chance for emotional release.

Thirteen Days is a long film, only it’s always riveting and flowing with information. And even though we as Americans know the upshot, it’s shuddery to go steady what power have been. Thirteen Years is one of the year’s best films.

this movie is well-cast and the performers were able to play their portion wonderfully….though there crataegus laevigata be some lapses. this movie describe the circumstances that arose during the cuban missile crisis/quarantine. the books and articles that i have read supply an insight as to what really are the factors that have caused to the quarantine that was imposed by the United States against Republic of Cuba and its near encroachment by the u.s. to this movie i give a two thumbs up!!! kevin costner is superb in his purpose as kenny