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This movie should be called, "All About Marion Dougherty" or "Blowing Sunshine Up Marion Dougherty's Ass". How many times can they say, "Marion Dougherty" in 60 seconds? If this was a documentary about the industry of casting directors in general, I might be sold, but I can't sit up and listen to praise of one person for an hour plus.?
This movie is squarely aimed at college-aged, white *American* men, not Europeans or others. That says it all... really, it does.
There are lots of lingering scenes with Jake making serious expressions in a darkly-lit room. After 20 minutes of that, it's almost a parody of itself. In truth, it's simply the director's effort to stretch the movie to 1:30:50. Movies less than 1:30:00 aren't usually taken seriously.
I'm all for setting the stage & I don't need action or fireworks to be engaged. I do, however, need a movie to make me care to see it within the first 15 minutes, to engage me. Using 3 instances of (mostly) gratuitous sex doesn't quite do it either.
The movie is mostly useless suspense. People wouldn't instantly respond to the situation they way they do in the film. So, it requires far more than suspension of disbelief.
You won't see the ending coming but, unfortunately, by the time you get there, you won't much care or even bother to understand. The director & writer tried too hard. Jake gave it all he has. ...but no.
We all know sex sells, but only the talentless have to be so blatant about it. The movie seems desperate. Very elementary. No, it's not 'artsy' or 'edgy'. or 'provocative'. We get it... sex. Von Trier is like a kid who just discovered sex. Sorry, 'sexual liberation' and body parts aren't provocative any more. Still mildly entertaining for underlying dark humor and character development.
Verbally engaging from the jump. Well-acted as well. My two gripes are that the lead-up was over extended. We get it. She's come undone. After 55 mins, I found myself thinking, "Okay, and so...?" Also, Jasmine's character is a bit extreme to be the same throughout the entire hour and a half. Woody needed to make her a bit more dimensional, and not *always* pathetic. Constant pathetic-ness gets to be a bit much. He should've let her rise above it or at least try on another emotion a bit more often than he did. The scene in the BMW was classic Woody. Two affluent people arguing back & forth. Same ol'. Overall, Jasmine is entertaining, but a bit too one-tracked and perhaps stretched out longer than need be.
Bait & Switch
Misleading trailer/title. It's more about the life of a fighter, his romance and his fight to return, than it is about the invasion of aliens, the public response and the fight.
Much of the alien thing is covered rapid-fire at the very beginning, before the opening credits. Costa Rica, Phillipines, San Franciso all run together. So, they get it out of the way, then get to what the flick is really about - the handsome guy... shirtless, flirting, missing his bro & returning to fighting in a robot with the predictable romantic interest.
The monster-robot clips we see are shot way too close-in to the point that what's going on is barely discernable. But the director didn't care. The movie isn't really about the aliens.
Imagine a flick w/a story line like, "There's Something About Mary," but aliens were threatening them on the periphery, so they marketed it as an alien flick. That's sort of what this is like. It's so blatant. "Throw in some aliens and release it at the end of the year. Maybe we'll get an Oscar."
It's as if the writer wrote a story about a broken fighter & the producers said, "The story is kind of empty. Let's add an alien & call it an alien flick". Alien monsters are simply the draw or vessel to tell a completely different story.
Very misleading title. The film is less about the Fruitvale incident or the aftermath and more about a day in the life of Oscar Grant.
Takes about an hour giving us the story of Grant. In other words, most of the film is just a day in the life of an... underprivileged, poor black guy from the ghetto - drugs, ex con, unemployed, etc. You know the (all too familiar) drill. Heavy-hearted, single mother who is poor, but has a heart of gold and is holding it all together. Too much time was spent on Grant's employment, cheating, mom's birthday & not enough time on the movie's name sake. We need some context, some background, but thirty minutes would've been sufficient time to paint a picture of the typical, predictable life that is portrayed.
What's even more disappointing is that, after this hour of a day-in-the-life, we only get 18 minutes concerning the actual Fruitvale debacle. It covers *none* of the fall-out or riots.
"A Day in the Life of Oscar Grant" would've been a more appropriate title for the movie.
Django, Precious, For Colored Girls, Fruitvale Station, now 12 Years. Do we really need *another* film about slavery or "horrible black life"? All this does is serve to anger black people and make it seem like slavery & hardship is their only history. It's getting so redundant and so old.
How many campy glances can the women give? How many cheezy walk can we see? Is this the 80s? Is this Dynasty? This story line progresses to fast to care & it's cartoonishly unrealistic that I don't even have time to voluntarily suspend disbelief. How does such a poorly constructed film get such backing and such good actors is beyond me. I swear, if one more woman mugs for the camera, I'm gonna burs out laughing.