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Labels: Diane Keaton, film, Harrison Ford, Jeff Goldblum, movie trailer, Patrick Wilson, Rachel McAdams

Short Review: If you can stomach seeing Sherlock Holmes beating up a guy with nunchuck-looking things, hear his British accent fail him at the end of long sentences and seem more like Tony Stark than the classic character, you'll be just fine.


It takes about three seconds for the movie to reveal that this has as much to do with Sherlock Holmes as Austin Powers has to do with James Bond. The new and improved, space-age Sherlock (now with extra zing!) shares a name and some traits with his literary twin, but other than that, leave your knowledge of the old guy at home. He will only serve to get in the way of his newly minted cinematic doppelganger.

Taking the film for what it is, a plump, squishy, nonsense-laden hunk of crap from Hollywood, it is very effective. It offers attractive characters with bouncy dialog and some amusing moments of peril. The film entertains, which is better than I can say for most Hollywood deposits over the past twelve months.

Robert Downey Jr.'s Holmes is a British version of Tony Stark who is less sexed and has baggier facial expressions. Downey is fantastic at balancing himself on the edge of over-acting without ever crossing over. To me, this is his draw. He is charismatic and often overtakes the other actors around him. But he at least does us the favor of being worth watching while he distracts from everything else.

Downey is a solid actor and is finally delivering on the promise he showed way back when he made Chaplin. He spent a lot of years wandering the back alleys of Hollywood doing very stupid movies and simpleton roles (One Night Stand, Natural Born Killers, Two Girls and a Guy, Only You), but clean and sober, he has finally found his niche - regular stupid movies and relatively stupid roles. Yes, he's still slopping burgers at McDonalds, but the fact is that he is the best kid working the fry machine.

Opposite Downey is Jude Law as Dr. Watson. Other than offering to step in and dispatch of some toothless, dingy minions, we're not clear as to his purpose. He offers Holmes some banter and plays Felix to Holmes Oscar, but otherwise he follows the detective around like some intern assistant.

Law's performance does manage to keep up with Downey's work. The two mix well together and give the production a comfortable and friendly vibe. Law also looks the part of a Englishman. His presence, and steady accent, help to remind audiences this is supposed to be taking place in London, not Lot 13 in Burbank.

The film isn't without its downsides. The casting of Rachel McAdams is a notable fault. She has a pretty smile and near perfect skin. That wraps up the depth of her character Irene. McAdams wilts in comparison to both Downey and Law. She never finds her footing and fades into the background, even when she's the only one on screen. It is as if she was given her lines moments before stepping in front of the cameras, whereas Downey and Law had plenty of rehersal time with ample opportunity to explore their dialog, non-verbals and reactions. The two will have a scene with complex dialog, filled with lively exchange. Downey will then spend time with McAdams and their whole conversation could be reduced to grunts and eyebrow wiggling and little would be lost. In McAdams' defence, Irene is thinly written. Her dialog is far less dramatic and her motivations are clunky.

The other troubling part of the story is the mystery at the heart of the film is no mystery at all. Instead it is a plot that gets quickly unraveled on our behalf by Holmes. The audience has nothing to do with it. The fun of mysteries is for the viewer to attempt to uncover the truth before the hero. We are either outsmarted by the villain, or are as bright as the hero. Here, Holmes deciphers a complex plot and explains his logic in the final moments - a string of logic that would be impossible for any audience member to come to on their own. This drains what could have been, should have been, a great payoff for us. Then again, they had to concentrate on making sure Holmes as like all awesome and stuff.

I recommend the movie but I warn you it is a frosted, high-fructose, McMovie served in a dome-cup.




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Labels: Eddie Marsan, film, Guy Ritchie, Jude Law, Mark Strong, movie review, Rachel McAdams, Robert Downey Jr

I haven't read all of Sherlock Holmes, but I fail to remember the one where he's fighting like a ninja and being handcuffed naked to a bed.

So, we're making Sherlock Holmes into Tony Stark with an accent?

Jude Law is Watson.

What part of this isn't freaking idiotic?




Screenwriters: Michael Robert Johnson, Anthony Peckham and Simon Kinberg (Jumper)
Director: Guy Ritchie (Snatch)
Actors: Robert Downey Jr. (Iron Man), Rachel McAdams (Red Eye), Mark Strong (Body of Lies) and Jude Law (Sleuth)

Labels: film, Guy Ritchie, Jude Law, Mark Strong, movie trailer, Rachel McAdams, Robert Downey Jr

Short Review: I understand the sequel will be even more claustrophobic and terrifying. The plot will involve a plane full of poor souls who have to watch film as the in-flight movie.



Wes Craven is not exactly known for his adherence to quality. He has spent his career littering the cultural landscape with more trash than a New Jersey landfill. This dim flick is little more than another chewed up Styrofoam cup in Craven’s cinematic heap.

The story revolves around…wait; I won’t use the word “revolves” that would imply some sense of spry movement. The story passively lumbers around the idea of Lisa (Rachel McAdams) a workaholic hotel manager who is taking a red eye flight to meet with her father (played by Brian Cox recreating his breakthrough role from Super Troopers.) She is then menaced by a creepy stranger named Rippner (Cillian Murphy.) Rippner (ohhh scary name!) blackmails Lisa (not important enough to be given a last name by the writer) to become a part of an assassination attempt of a senator who is staying in her hotel. If she calls the hotel and has the senator moved to a room facing the ocean so the bad guys can kill him, the bad guys won’t kill her daddy.

If you’re thinking this sounds like a stupid plot – you’re right, it is. It is spectacularly stupid.

To be fair, this film is good until the plot comes into play. The movie works for the first act while we watch Rachel McAdams and Cillian Murphy develop their relationship and characters. The moment the plot is exposed the whole film falls apart under the weight of its own broken logic.

This film is a vehicle for McAdams and in that effort is succeeds mildly. She shows she has the ability to command a simple film. She is also a very good-looking woman with an every day woman demeanor. Her performance in this film shows that she has an approachable charisma that will serve her well. Murphy kicks out another creepy performance that he seems able to give without much work. Playing against McAdams, he does well…until the stinky plot fouls his efforts.

To summarize, this film is neither worth the rental price nor the time it takes to watch it. I can say the film is as good as it can be, but that isn’t setting the bar very high. Unfortunately, with a plot this moronic, this movie was doomed from take off.


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Labels: Cillian Murphy, film, movie review, Rachel McAdams, Wes Craven

Screenwriters: Matthew Michael Carnahan (The Kingdom), Tony Gilroy (Michael Clayton) and Billy Ray (Breach)
Director: Kevin McDonald (The Last King of Scotland)
Actors: Russell Crowe (American Gangster), Rachel McAdams (The Notebook), Ben Affleck (Hollywoodland), Jason Bateman (The Kingdom), Robin Wright Penn (Forrest Gump), Helen Mirren (Excalibur), Viola Davis (Disturbia) and Jeff Daniels (The Crossing)

Labels: Ben Affleck, film, Helen Mirren, Jason Bateman, Jeff Daniels, movie trailer, Rachel McAdams, Robin Wright-Penn, Russell Crowe, Viola Davis

Dear Troops:

Sorry about all of that pissing on you for the past few years. Nothing personal. Hope this little ditty makes up for it.


Love,

Hollywood


PS: You see, we really REALLY care.





Screenwriter: Neil Burger (The Illusionist) and Dirk Wittenborn
Director: Neil Burger (The Illusionist)
Actors: Rachel McAdams (Wedding Crashers), Tim Robbins (The Shawshank Redemption) and Michael Pena (Shooter)

Labels: film, Michael Pena, movie trailer, Rachel McAdams, Tim Robbins