Movies Posts Tagged as 'Preachy'
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Fist Fight (2017)
Instead of expounding on the challenges of education they blast the ridiculousness of adult immaturity. The overload of stereotypes swats the funny. 23-Nov-2018
Star Trek III: In Search of Spock (1984)
Generous in sci-fi spirituality but short in supplying the visionary actions that deflects from the nonsense. 12-Nov-2018
Big Chill, The (1983)
Abundant talent and beauty of superior beings conveying and pondering mid-life. The music is its only source of action because the talk is its core and rhythm. The resolution that sleeping with old friends is the cure for almost every ailment is irrational. 24-Sep-2018
Mrs. Doubtfire (1993)
When a director has an improbable script he assigns an adept talent that automatically enumerates sweetness and delight. It's all about Robin and we succumb. 05-Jul-2018
Black Panther (2018)
Gods and goddesses blessed with magical resources and riches hide under a celestial bubble fighting for their survival but sharing very little of it with the world and the neighbors they seem to emulate.
The accents waver, the muscle is weak and the girls fare better but not by much. The beauty of color keeps it alive but the 70's mod and religious adherence bring it outmoded corniness.
I celebrate its political success as I await to see an ethnic hero that embodies the film world with the same grace as its counter does. We have to start somewhere. 24-Jun-2018
Casualties of War (1989)
The director's presence and personality emblazons an already perplexed account of inhumanity in the midst of war. The shots are as unnerving as they are beautiful. The accents and the oneupmanship are overexerted but when the camera follows Fox and its victim (Thuy Thu Lee,) it allows them to speak hushedly, flatteringly and compassionately. 10-Jun-2018
Girl's Trip (2017)
I want more. I like to watch communities celebrated in the present. Hollywood likes to emphasize roots over continuation which allows for constant backwards representation.
The girls play it rough and nasty but we must remember that acting like what subjugates you only empowers temporarily. You've only traded places which generates the same cause with different leads. Camaraderie will grant you more empathy and admiration than swatting. We have been given the opportunity to redefine the world through art, lets show them how generous and welcoming we can be. Don't bash the men but outline the man you would like us to emulate.
The women made me laugh, brought star quality and made me listen, the material needs to match them.
James & the Giant Peach (1996)
Throwback art is where all the fun is at. 10-Jan-2018
To regard it, you need to evade the details. The accents reverberate inharmoniously, the shade becomes platitude and Blige's sunglasses are a luxury and an unnecessary distraction. Mary is saddled with careful wording and spacing which is the antithesis of what she relays in song. If she would have sung her part she might have let go of her elegance to extract a soul from her character. No player inhabits the complexities of the dimensional but somehow the makers' message punches through. 28-Dec-2017
Magnificent Seven, The (2016)
There is no magnificence.
The actors playact while embodying minute swagger.
The writers fudge a story whose heft relied on outlaws braving to protect a Mexican village that couldn't help themselves from marauders. The victims are mostly white christians which wafts of self-service. Though the cast is inclusive we are not privy to anything more from them than a diversity stamp.
The director lends no distinction or heroism to the action, has no sense of panoramic beauty and no credibility in the western genre. If you let the music tell half the story, your task remains incomplete. 20-Dec-2017
Scrooge (1935) - in color
The presentation is raw and color adds a bit more warmth. The haunt is sober with no fuss. 18-Dec-2017
Wonder Woman (2017)
I was ready to celebrate everything the Wonder Woman mythology entrenches but I can only laud the idea because the interpretation curtails the triumph.
Themyscira flounders the hardest because accomplished actresses are burdened with harsh and awkward accents to help explain the heroine's dialect. They may be mentally strong women but they can't persuade us they have physical strength. If they really wanted to represent Amazon girl power, challenge actresses who have inhabited physical dynamism and give the fans a rise. Lucy Lawless, Sarah Michelle Geller, Jessica Alba, Jennifer Garner, etc. are waiting in line to be acknowledged and honored.
Gal Gadot was declared Wonder Woman but we don't get to witness her growth or empowerment.
Pine's Steve Trevor undermines Diana by trumpeting himself as an extraordinary alpha that is solely qualified to subdue such a forceful heroine. The writers should have noted that she gives the man the strength as soon as she prefers him. With this role Pine finally fulfills the culmination that is William Shatner.
The weenie foe does nothing to elevate Diana's heroism.
The music manipulates our emotions, the stunts are self-aware, the FX are ponderous and the direction fails to catapult.
I want a Wonder Woman that's not ashamed of her power, that wears the colors of our flag boldly and who shouts for women but fights for everyone.
Guilt Trip, The (2012)
Barbra's persona is too unique and eminent for her talent to alight such a mundane and cliche'd annoyance. Her light switches from on to off and remains lit as the legend's magnetism accelerates through practice. We are too familiar with her to sit patiently as goofiness and not self-awareness are part of the characteristic. Maybe playing evil would help with reinvention. When I read Macbeth I imagined Barbra as his lady.
Barbra and food have delirious chemistry.
All I can say about Seth is that he never seems intimidated and he can deliver his schtick against the most shortsighted material.
Big Cube, The (1969)
60s Hollywood had the capacity to disrespect legends by coasting on their names, making them kneel for a crap script and humiliating them to the point that we can't remember why we deified them.
Chakiris was definitely vibing to his master manipulator but I don't want to remember Lana like this. 01-Oct-2017
They found a clever way to rewrite an exorcism but gave little sense to the "how" and "why." The demons don't procure fear because they hold the possessed in a safety zone: a disco and a boy playing catch with his father? I found myself imagining countless scenarios where the creators could have punched us with intent instead of tapping out. Baby evil was only aspired to itch and not chill and none of Eckhart's refinement spills onto the film's stratosphere. The ending made me chuck(le.) 08-Sep-2017