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Venus In Furs (1969)
Hot stuff (James Darrin) obsesses over dead girl. Like the drugged out haze it was written and directed in, the film lingers on aspects that make it boring. It was bold to include an interracial couple and lesbians romping freely but the sex scenes consisted of a man's back against a woman's catlike nails on repetition. Giving Barbara McNair the insufferable title song hurt her vocal chords and our ears. By the end, you'll feel as misplaced as James Darrin. 20-Dec-2019
Boys In Trees (2016)
Rekindling a bromance. There were so many elements that could have thrust the story forward but the director was so intent on a surprise ending that his magic tricks don't total rationality. It's underhanded. The film relies heavily on Toby Wallace, whose star endowment keeps it flowing and wrings the only emotion at end. 23-Sep-2019
A Star Is Born (2018)
Unkempt and unglam remake that barely absorbs its time to set it apart. The music doesn't fulfill a star's talent, the gays are accessorized, and though there is regard between the leads, there is no heat. Cooper steals Kristofferson's voice but incorporates no swag; Gaga is just practicing. It's a cold and reductive remake. 03-Sep-2019
Unbearable horror ick. 02-Sep-2019
Boy Erased (2018)
Respectfully tempered and accurate but it's miscast with minor provocation and out of range. I can hear the subject but I don't feel it. It needed to inform as well as wrench.
Nic exuded art but was limited by the character's sketch. 25-Feb-2019
Devoid of purpose, study and reverence. The psychology of Laurie Strode was as an empowered victim that elicited strength from catastrophic violence. She's not Sarah Connor and she wouldn't burden a child with her horrid mythology. The holiday wasn't nostalgic and the nods to Hitchcock (who's that?) were extinct. Hallmark movies concoct bigger frights. 08-Feb-2019
Cuaron's acute respect for the latino community grants the actors a flow of naturalness. He stills the camera and holds us down but the punches are seldom. His scrupulousness doesn't allow the story to move forward, to be appreciated or ingested. Black and white is an art trick that binds it to a timeless blur. 20-Dec-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
Assassin, The (2015)
It's beauty is so still that you don't know if to be swept or rocked to sleep by it. 23-Aug-2018
Lady Bird (2017)
Laurie Metcalf is ripe to play Carrie White's mother but the film doesn't allow its characters plenitude. The personalities change so abruptly that the film ends up not having a point of view. 19-Aug-2018
My Friend Dahmer (2017)
Meyers directs its star like he's auditioning for an improv comedy sketch and photographs him a little too delightfully. Everything curls from a false appearance and all we learn from the destined monster is that he was a grand jokester. I thought Anne Heche as the devil's mother would tap into crazy and reach acting nirvana but insecurity grips and shuts her down. 08-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
It's an inclusive jock party whose words and direction give no clue as to why they should flex a muscle. 01-Jun-2018
Justice League (2017)
It will continue to embarrass for as long as production is allowed to churn arid cornpop. They can't orchestrate a thrilling action sequence, the costumes don't befit a hero and it certainly doesn't flatter the artists (everyone clunks around) and the villain seems extracted from an outdated RPG. Cavill wakes up to serve us what's left of the Superman character and Amy Adams and Diane Lane are the only Amazons. Most of the artists left their joy elsewhere.
It needs to look at its animation for inspiration. 14-May-2018