Monday, 22 September 2014

A Walk Among The Tombstones





Directed by 
Scott Frank

Starring 
Liam Neeson
Dan Stevens
David Harbour



Let’s stretch poetic licence as far as we can here and rename A Walk Among The Tombstones. Let’s give it a more appropriate title. Let’s give it something that really gets to the heart of the movie. Taken – Light. There, that was easy! And therein lays the problem. Much like the affliction that will haunt Aaron Paul throughout his career, if you give Liam Neeson a gun and a phone, you are automatically watching Taken. Since the massive success of Taken, Neeson has starred in The Grey, Taken 2, The Dark Knight Rises, Battleship and Wrath Of The Titans. It’s almost as if Schindler’s List never happened. 

The reason I refer to the movie as Taken - Light is because that’s what it is. Imagine Taken if you subtracted the majority of the budget, nobody travelled to Europe and if our hero “hunted down” what were, ultimately, cheaper, tackier bad guys. The movie even tries to replicate the epic phone conversation from Taken which we all know by now. It fails. Miserably. The lines are feeble and the movie lacks the suspense necessary to make this flick anything other than a poor substitute for the real thing. No, non-alcoholic beer is not just as nice and no, Diet Coke is not as satisfying. 

As an exercise in fairness, let’s examine the movie as if Taken never happened. Neeson plays the part of Matt Scudder, an ex-cop turned off-the-books private detective who has the skills to make life difficult for yada yada yada. The main story revolves around the kidnapping of drug dealers’ wives. Yes, you read that correctly. We are expected to feel pity for drug dealers – the bane of modern society. Are we to just pretend that these people don’t have horrible day jobs that prey off the weak and the vulnerable?

“Oh I am sorry Mr Hitler, I will try to get your wife back in your loving arms as soon as possible.” Something about that picture doesn’t quite command my empathy.

The action is substandard for what is an action movie and perhaps most alarmingly, there are no chase scenes in a movie that cries out for one. In fact, the story is so undeserving of your empathy that you are left to look for something that warrants your affection.

This brings me the best thing about AWATT; the relationship between Neeson and his homeless young protégé, played by Brian Bradley. The bond between the odd couple of crime detection draws you in, makes you laugh and really care about the two of them by the end. This is the movie’s greatest achievement. One thing the makers of the movie did right was to utilise Neeson’s great talent as an actor. They effectively try to build the movie around the relationships between him and his co-stars. The only problem is, the story was pathetic for the most part. Even by the end of the movie, other than Neeson and his little buddy, I did not care a jot about any of the other players in the movie. The bad guys were more slapstick than intimidating and I feel as though I actually know less about Neeson’s character than I did when the movie began. Sure, there’s the odd life-changing, epiphanous flashback straight from an 80's B movie but it presents you with more questions than answers. Namely, why did Neeson ever shave off that goatee? Spartans faces are in right now and for most they are disgraceful but on Neeson, he looks like a proud, carnivorous beast, straight from the planes of the Serengeti – magnificent!

Movies don’t have to be made on huge budgets but if you don’t have the budget, you need a fine cast and a riveting story to make a good movie. Neeson fails to save this movie from becoming the parody of an action movie that it is.

The ending - if you can call it that - while final, leaves a sour taste in the mouth. The t's are crossed and the lower case j's are dotted…but is that it? Is that all we get? The movie builds up to a huge climax but for some reason we’re not allowed to see it. Did they run out of money to shoot the most important part of the film? Perhaps this is a kick in the face to the punters, just like the end of The Sopranos. One would hope not - that show gave us years of riveting televisual orgasms to qualify that anomaly.

I should probably try and say nice things about the movie now. Well, there are two. Sometimes the movie is so dark and unerring that it echoes some of the taboo subjects from the thrilling Prisoners, starring Hugh Jackman. The movie pushes boundaries and moral buttons, even if only for a short time. However, the biggest positive of the movie is the fact that Neeson doesn’t have a horrible ex-wife named after laundry detergent and a spoiled-rotten daughter ruining his existence as he tries to save the day. That’s one thing that this movie has over Taken…and that is about it!

The movie’s tagline is also the film’s most stirring line – “people are afraid of all the wrong things”. This alludes to a darkness could have opened a door to a whole new movie and could have separated the film from everything Taken about the movie. Sadly, they didn’t have the bravery or testicular fortitude to follow through. Very disappointing - much like the movie itself.

As for Neeson; it says it all when there is a Taken 3 in the works and a cinematic masterpiece like Schindler’s List will never happen again. Money talks and the people want dross!

Rating - UUU

Trailer - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6Ttj9tXzCA

Thursday, 18 September 2014

Need For Speed


 Directed by:
Scott Waugh

Starring:
Aaron Paul
Imogen Poots
Dominic Cooper
Ramón Rodríguez
Kid Cudi


There were two major roadblocks as I sat down to suspend my disbelief for this movie. And I mean major. 

Roadblock number one - Breaking Bad. You have to understand that Aaron Paul would never have gotten this gig without the success of possibly the greatest TV series of all time (and that includes the future). There was a qualified fear that I would not see Toby Marshall, that I wouldn't even see Aaron Paul but that I would see Jessie Pinkman. Being typecast is a horrible thing for an actor, up there with writer's block for an author and a zit on a model. Was Ben Affleck ever going to be taken seriously after all the drivel we were forced to watch with his Mills & Boon levels of charm and massive chin starring in it? No way José. To Paul's credit, I was taken by surprise. Five minutes into the movie, I had forgotten that Breaking Bad had ever happened. This is most definitely not Jesse Pinkman. While Marshall and Pinkman are both in touch with their emotions, Pinkman spent the entirety of Breaking Bad teetering on the edge, struggling with life and the decisions he made along the way. Guilt, regret and anger consume him throughout the award-winning show. Marshall is a much better put together man. He is strong and quiet; reserved almost. But when the situation calls for emotion, he sells better than a cockney on a market stall trying to shift dodgy knickers. Pinkma... Paul is the star of the show and he relies on his acting to show us who he is.

Then there was roadblock number two - Need For Speed - the game. Need For Speed has been a stable game of every platform going back to the year 1994. It has sold millions of copies for it's super-fast and RIDICULOUSLY easy gameplay and has, evidently, become a franchise, with 23 releases to date. The problem is that, as a racing game, it is shallow. A to b racing, being chased by the cops, yawn. In 20 years of production, I only enjoyed one version of the game and I was 18, unemployed and sexually frustrated when that happened. You could have given me a giant hamster wheel and I would have been entertained. Then comes the fact that this is a movie-adaption of a game. This never works. Resident Evil, the original and NONE of the others, is about as close as this formula has come to being successful and that's if you ignore the second half of the movie.

I had also feared that the movie would be picking up the creative crumbs from the Fast And The Furious franchise that has exploded again. Is it 17 movies they have done now? Yes Dwayne, we get it; you have a big neck. And while there are parallels between the movies - the hero works in a garage, he just happens to be a kick ass driver, his has a thing with his buddy's sister, he has blonde hair, there is division, loss and racing aplenty - this is a very different movie. They used no CGI, the driving is slick and realistic, they use no CGI, the action is gritty, they use no CGI, the acting and dialogue easily suspend your disbelief, they use no CGI and even though I played the games, I was left guessing up until the very end. Sure, there is a small bit of cheese but it is not too far fetched and merely knocks on the fourth wall as opposed to breaking it down. Even the obligatory love story isn't cringing. Oh and did I mention that they used no CGI? How did that happen? This movie is filled with action, car crashes and moments were you stop and rewind and still cannot get your head around it. No CGI!!

The movie opens with one of the greatest chase scenes/races in movie history (not an exaggeration) and that is just a taste of what is to come. The soundtrack to the movie is one of the best things about the two-hour experience; there practically is none. The background music is understated, allowing you to sit back and enjoy the soundtrack that comes from an unadulterated V8 engine. That sound is like the purr from the stomach of a famished Lion - natural, deep and somehow soothing and violent at the same time.

There are unwritten rules when it comes to movies. Sequels are never better than the original. Heroes do not make good bad guys. Game to movie adaptations suck. Then Godfather 2 happened. Terminator happened. Need For Speed happened. This is a watershed moment in cinema.

Carroll Shelby would be proud.

Rating: UUUUu

Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e73J71RZRn8