“”Curse Of Chucky” is at heart a very smart movie. Unfortunately, much of that smartness is surrounded by a typical horror film.”
Don Mancini‘s “Curse Of Chucky” takes the “Child’s Play” franchise back to its origins, relying more on scares and suspense than the camp of the last few entries (which were entertaining, but began to go far afield of Tom Holland‘s original – which was written by Mancini).
What’s surprising is that “Curse Of Chucky” is a very clever movie. What’s unfortunate is that you don’t realize how smart it till about an hour in.
Which is a pity because till that time it’s a typical slasher film.
What doesn’t do the film any credit is that the violence that takes place is, more often than not, more cartoony that Chucky himself, which lessens its impact somewhat. For instance, there’s a scene where Chucky mixes someone’s pasta with a liberal dose of rat poison. Now, I have never eaten any type of poison before, though I do know that most poisons taste pretty bad (often for the very reason that if you happen to accidentally ingest them, you would know it) which is an indicator that you should at least stop eating it.
The gym where I workout at has six or seven flat-screen TV’s set strategically from one end to the other. A few days prior to the Thanksgiving holiday I noticed, when I was on my way to get some water, a commercial for Rankin/Bass’ “Rudolph, The Red-Nosed Reindeer” on one of the monitors.
Now, Rankin/Bass cartoons, most of which were done in stop-motion animation, are awesome. Heat Miser was always one of my favorite characters.
How can you not love this face?
That being said, it wasn’t even Thanksgiving, and we’re already seeing promotions for Christmas specials?
Not that that’s particularly unusual – it’s been happening for at least as long as I have been an adult – but to see holidays I vaguely recall as having some sort of meaning reduced to little more than exercises in marketing saddens me.
Which is saying something, considering that my family growing up was never particularly religious. For us, Christmas was a time to get together, exchange gifts, eat and play Spades.
Now, it feels as if it’s all about Black Friday and Walmart, which I guess is OK if you’re a member of the Walton family.
Other than that, maybe we’ve lost something along the way.
Over the years, there have quite a few Batmobiles, with the vehicle changing whenever a new director helmed the franchise.
For instance, here’s the Batmobile that appeared in the Tim Burton film.
image courtesy of io9
The next version is Joel Schumacher’s. It’s a bit garish though there’s no denying that it’s a dynamic-looking vehicle. Schumacher, if I recall, did at least two Batman films, with a slightly different Batmobile in each.
And finally, the Christopher Nolan version of the Batmobile, also known as the Tumbler. Its origins are more military-based than the other vehicles, and it shows.
As popular as the Nolan films have been, I prefer the model that was unveiled in Tim Burton’s 1979 film. And if you feel the same as I do, and have over $154,413 (£90,000) to spare (which I definitely don’t), you can have your very own Batmobile.
Thanks to Carbuzz for the heads up.
Hollywood is now talking about rebooting George Romero’s “Night of the Living Dead,” which doesn’t necessarily need it, if you give it any thought. That being said, I am not against it (as I tend to be) because the original is a good film, but also a product of its time, which was 1968.
So perhaps we’ll see a more topical ‘Dead’ film. Another reason is that, unlike with John Carpenter, George Romero sometimes has a hand in the reboots of his films (if only a writing credit).
Not sure what to think of “That Awkward Moment.” It looks amusing (though truth be told it’s a 2 minute 9 second trailer. In that time I could probably cut an amusing Schindler’s List trailer) but I am getting a “New Girl” type of feeling.
By which I mean you have two white guys and an African-American character that the writers don’t appear to know how to write for.
I could be wrong but Michael B. Jordan literally vanishes for most of the middle section of this trailer – and has a breakup, like Winston (Lamorne Morris) on “New Girl” – which is not encouraging.
“”Jack Reacher” is a competent thriller, held back by the ego of its lead.”
Christopher McQuarrie‘s “Jack Reacher” (based on the books by Lee Child) isn’t a bad movie by any stretch. It’s well-done and surprisingly clever at times. It also has some great fight scenes, though the film has a big problem.
And it’s called Tom Cruise.
Which isn’t to say that his performance is a bad one. Quite the contrary, it’s not great, but it’s more than acceptable.
Though among people familiar with the character of Jack Reacher, the casting of Cruise left a bad taste in their collective mouths. For instance, while I haven’t read any of the novels, the character is 6 feet 5 inches tall and weighs somewhere in the neighborhood of 220 and 250 pounds.
Tom Cruise is 5 foot 7 inches tall, and I feel reasonably confident in saying that he doesn’t weigh 180 pounds, never mind 200.
I am not sure how this is supposed to play, and the trailer is a bit too revealing at times. That being said, I have to admit that I am fascinated. Forrest Whittaker – who was for the most part wasted in Kim Jee-Woon’s “The Last Stand” – plays Angel Sanchez, who comes to rely on the advice of celebrated life coach Thomas Carter (Anthony Mackie), whom he kidnaps.
If it plays satirically, for instance using the feel-good talk that is the stock and trade of life coaches against them, then things could be really interesting.
If it takes itself too seriously, then maybe not.
Another reason that I am interested is that “Repentance” comes from Codeblack, a division of Lionsgate that specializes in films directed at an African-American audience. From the look of it it appears that the budget is significantly higher than other Codeblack projects.
If Tyler Perry has shown us anything, it’s that there is money to be made in that market, though I suspect that Codeblack has aspirations of reaching beyond it.