Star Trek! Raiders of The Lost Ark! Mission: Impossible! All these blockbusters and many more have come out of Paramount Studios but it’s surprising to learn that the highest grossing movie of the studios history and the fourth highest of all time, after Fox’s Avatar & Titanic and Warner Bros’ Harry Potter & The Deathly Hallows Part 2, was Transformers: Dark of the Moon. Say whatever you want about the movie’s script (crude), its acting performances (as robotic as the Transformers themselves) or Michael Bay’s style of filmmaking (high octane, abrasive and cocksure direction that chooses to bludgeon rather than emote)but one thing that the Transformers fans and haters can agree on is that the visual effects in the movies are stunning.
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A chaotic mix of disparate visual styles and motifs from cult movies, comic books and videogames where instead of each element perfectly complementing each other to create a delicious multi-genre cocktail (ala Kill Bill/Scott Pilgrim vs. the World) we are instead served the cinematic equivalent of a dirty pint. A incohesive blend from a random Fan Boy genre checklist that fails to gel because the characters are nothing more than cyphers than actual human beings that we can connect with and get behind. This is Bunraku.
Who is John Logan? You might not know the name but you should know the hits, from Epics (Gladiator and The Last Samurai) Bio Pics (The Aviator) Sci-Fi Blockbusters (Star Trek: Nemesis) musicals (Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street) and CG animated movies (Rango), Logan has proved to be one of Hollywoods most versatile and prolific screenwriters. Mr. Logan was in fine mood last night as he was the latest subject of the BAFTA and BFI Screenwriters Lecture Series and from the moment the writer sprung on stage, suited and booted and beaming ear-to-ear, you knew he was in the mood to enjoy himself.
Rookie Feature Director Dan Rush takes Raymond Carver’s remarkable 6 1/2 page snapshot of suburbia Why Don’t You Dance? and delivers a sparkless, dramatically flat, crybaby of a movie.When Nick Halsey (Will Ferrell with his serious face on) returns home from being unceremoniously fired from his job for drinking, his wife has effectively canned him from his marriage as well. She’s changed the locks, frozen their bank account and tossed everyone of his possessions on the front lawn.What does Nick do? Stuck in his front yard with all his earthly belongings and his life in tatters he just sits in his easy chair and morosely drinks his depressed arse away. This being a commercial Indie movie, eventually he attracts a cast of kindred human driftwood to join his pity party. A lonely boy, the lonely pregnant new neighbour, and the lonely old school acquaintance – all scarred by the isolations of American Suburban life.