• Home
  • About Me
  • The List
  • THE LIST (2016 Update)
  • THE LIST (2017 Update)
  • THE LIST (2018 Update)
  • THE LIST (2019 Update)
  • THE LIST (2020 Update)
  • THE LIST (2021 Update)
  • THE LIST (2022 Update)
  • Top Twelves and More
  • The End Credits Song Hall of Fame

Rhyme and Reason

~ Poetry Meets Film Reviews

Rhyme and Reason

Category Archives: Writing

Regarding Henry (1991)

05 Friday Sep 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Drama

A lawyer focused on his work,
Henry Turner is a jerk.
His daughter’s mishaps only irk,
For he cannot relate.
While out one evening, Henry’s shot;
His damaged brain must be retaught
The simple tasks that it forgot,
For he’s a now blank slate.
 
A therapist named Bradley stays
With Henry through his hardest days,
Encouraging with jolly praise
When Henry makes progress.
Recovery’s a distant hope,
And his wife Sarah has to cope
And manage the financial slope
Since they’re now earning less.
 
Though Henry ends up walking tall,
He can’t remember much at all,
And though at first he wants to stall,
He goes back home at last.
Soon back at work out of respect,
He’s like a child, which they suspect.
With Ritz his favorite art subject,
He’s not like in the past.
 
But with his daughter Rachel, he
Connects again, which helps him be
A friend and dad with courtesy,
Which she had always lacked.
Since Henry cannot just ignore
His former dealings, he learns more
And doesn’t like himself before
Or what he did, in fact.
 
Though home life’s happy, it is there
He learns of Sarah’s past affair.
He’s more perturbed when others share
That he had secrets too.
To move on from regret and spite,
He quits and tries to set things right.
The Turner family’s seen the light
And will start over new.
__________________
 

This is a film to which my VC introduced me, and over time I’ve begun liking it even more than she does. While he will always be best-known for his crowd-pleasing action roles, I can honestly say that this is Harrison Ford’s best dramatic performance. Directed by Mike Nichols, Regarding Henry is one of a hard-to-define subgenre that I can only call a “quiet movie,” a “sleeper” devoid of explosions or extreme dramatic tension but rife with endearing characterization that leaves me with that coveted I-enjoyed-that-movie reaction.

The beginning is a bit slow and doesn’t quite give a full picture of Henry’s relationships with his wife and daughter, but ultimately his past self is less important than who he becomes. Once the attack occurs (he’s shot by John Leguizamo), the film becomes a fond testimonial for the role physical therapists play in the shattered lives of the injured. Bradley, played by Bill Nunn of Sister Act, displays a saintly patience and love for his job and those he assists, and it’s no wonder that Henry didn’t want to leave him at first.

Harrison Ford’s acting extends from the usual businessman role he’s done before to natural childish fear and wonder during the hard road of recovery. He relearns walking, talking, eating, and all the things we take for granted. While he brings these struggles to life, Annette Bening also excels at illustrating the overwhelming distress at seeing her ever-professional husband reduced to a drooling invalid.

Ford’s hesitant, nuanced performance, sometimes funny, often poignant, is the heart of the film, and by the time he reconnects with his family, we’re meant to regard his trauma as an unexpected improvement in their lives. A twist near the end clarifying some obvious product placement was not well-received by some critics, who considered it almost comical, but Henry’s reaction to it is ultimately satisfying, ending the film on a singularly feel-good note.

Praise was reserved and accolades were few, but Regarding Henry remains my favorite non-action Harrison Ford film. Perhaps my partiality is due to a major but hidden Lost alert: the great J. J. Abrams himself wrote the screenplay (one of his first, credited as Jeffrey Abrams) and even appears briefly as a delivery boy when Henry wanders out of his apartment. While some may consider Regarding Henry overly sentimental and I’ve heard it described as “get shot in the head and become a better person,” it’s a sensitive, well-acted drama that I sincerely hope will not be forgotten.

Best line: (Henry, explaining why he quit his job and echoing an earlier exchange) “Well, I had enough, so I said, ‘When.’”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: 6 (just the shooting scene)
Originality: 8
Watchability: 9
Other (language): -1
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #128 – The Autobiography of Miss Jane Pittman

© 2014 S. G. Liput

197 Followers and Counting

 

#130: Alien (1979)

04 Thursday Sep 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Action, Horror, Sci-fi, Thriller

The crew of the Nostromo are awakened from their stasis
To check an odd transmission on a purely routine basis.
When Kane discovers eggs inside an otherworldly ship,
One hatches and attaches to his face with quite a grip.
The creature later disconnects but leaves a hostile guest:
A small, elusive alien that bursts from poor Kane’s chest!
 
The crew, including Parker, Lambert, Brett, and milky Ash,
The science officer with whom one Ripley has a clash,
Attempt with Captain Dallas to detect it and pursue,
But, as the beast matures and grows, some casualties ensue.
Then Ripley learns that Ash is hiding secrets cruel and grim
And, with a little help, succeeds in neutralizing him.
 
Deciding to destroy the ship and flee aboard a shuttle,
The final three are dropped to one by Double-mouth’s rebuttal.
The ship’s computer’s counting down and Ripley cannot stay;
She clears the ship before Nostromo blows itself away.
Though stowaways are sticky, a blown air lock’s all it takes
To rid herself of aliens forever…till she wakes.
________________
 

There aren’t many scary movies on my list, but I couldn’t leave out this classic blend of sci-fi and horror. Ridley Scott’s Alien may have had myriad source materials (The Thing from Another World, Forbidden Planet, etc.), but it’s also terrifyingly original, with an interrupted dinner scene that ranks among the most shocking and memorable ever filmed. With a crew of relatable everymen, Oscar-winning visual effects, and some impressively realized sets for the Nostromo’s interior, Alien also marked the breakthrough success of director Ridley Scott.

When the film was first released, no one expected an alien to pop out of someone’s chest, and no one knew who would survive the frightful encounter, least of all newcomer Sigourney Weaver, who gained much of her fame from this first starring role as Ellen Ripley. The entire film is thick with tension, which slowly builds from the empty corridors at the beginning to the misty alien world on which the crew lands. Once the alien is released upon the unsuspecting humans, almost every scene is suffused with dread that some hideous thing could be around the next corner or camouflaged somewhere in the dark. The ambushes of Brett and Dallas are enough to give anyone nightmare; my VC has seen the film more often than I have, and she was still shaking during those scenes.

Adding to the obvious horror aspects of a hidden monster, many critics also pointed out a sexual subtext that I’d never thought of, namely that the life cycle of the alien tapped into the fear of rape, or more specifically non-consensual reproduction. It was not lost on analysts that it was a man that “gave birth” and that a woman was the hero. This served to frighten men and women alike out of their wits on multiple levels and gave women a remarkably strong example bucking the usually helpless horror archetype.

Though the film is full of language, which, along with the infamous, bloody chest-bursting scene, gained it an R rating, the rest of the movie is actually pretty restrained. Aside from Kane’s, all the other deaths are either off-screen or quickly cut to keep the audience wondering what it was they saw. It’s certainly not for kids, but it’s at least nothing like the outrageous gore fests I steer clear of. I don’t mind being scared, just being grossed-out for the sake of cheap frights.

Though the Alien franchise was run into the ground with Alien: Resurrection and the Alien vs. Predator films, the original remains an icon of both science fiction and horror, a film that countless others have tried to emulate.

Best line: (Ripley) “When we throw the switches, how long before the ship blows?”
(Parker) “Ten minutes.”
(Ripley) “No b***s***?”
(Parker) “We ain’t outta here in ten minutes, we won’t need no rocket to fly through space.”

 

Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: 8
Originality: 9
Watchability: 7
Other (language, violence): -2
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #129 – Regarding Henry

© 2014 S. G. Liput

195 Followers and Counting

 

National Treasure: Book of Secrets (2007)

03 Wednesday Sep 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Action, Drama, Family, History, Thriller

Benjamin Gates, the renowned treasure hunter,
Must rescue his family from shame.
One Mitch Wilkinson, who could not have been blunter,
Has soiled his ancestor’s name.
 
While solving some puzzles and locating clues,
Ben travels from nation to nation
Along with his girlfriend, who helps with a ruse,
And Riley, who seeks commendation.
 
But Mitch has his eye on an Indian treasure,
Which Ben feels he has to unearth,
A city of gold with a price beyond measure,
Yet Mitch believes fame has more worth.
 
Two Resolute desks contain planks, or they should,
Which hold the most vital of clues,
But since one is missing this requisite wood,
Ben now has a hard path to choose.
 
The crucial info’s in the President’s book,
Which none but the President knows,
So Ben kidnaps him to solicit a look
To see where the rabbit hole goes.
 
He gets what he needs to continue the quest,
And trickery gains Mitch the same.
They meet at Mount Rushmore, where nobody’s guessed
A treasure lies under its frame.
 
Through dark, ancient tunnels and booby-trapped halls,
They journey where few men have been
To find the gold city before waterfalls
Start flooding the chamber they’re in.
 
Not everyone makes it, but when they emerge
And Ben is then cleared of his crime,
The new treasure offers an artifact surge,
The second best find of all time.
_________________
 

I loved the first National Treasure, which is essentially a more history-focused, clean, and modern version of Indiana Jones, with Nicholas Cage in one of his best roles as living encyclopedia Benjamin Gates. I was eager to see the sequel, and, for all intents and purposes, it delivered everything I was hoping for: historical insight, conspiracy theories no one takes seriously, Bruckheimer-esque action sequences, plainspoken humor, and an all-around enjoyable film experience. Almost everything that made the first film great and immensely watchable is present in Book of Secrets…almost.

The one thing that National Treasure 2 lacks is a good reason for the treasure hunt. The filmmakers needed to have a cause for Ben to begin his risky profession again, and they made some unfortunate leaps in logic to make it all work. I understand Ben’s desire to clear his great-great-grandfather’s name, but how exactly does finding the treasure do that? Likewise, after he’s kidnapped the President, he is told that he must uncover the treasure to clear his own name, but, as stated by Sadusky (still a laid-back Harvey Keitel), how does that erase his federal crime? If the President could just wipe his slate clean with his revised story at the end, why didn’t he just do that to begin with instead of pinning everything on the treasure? The actual treasure hunt is educational and riveting, but the setup that keeps urging its importance is full of holes. Also, Ed Harris as Mitch is a lesser villain, compared with the first film’s Ian, played by Sean Bean; whereas Ian wanted the hoard itself and was actually smart enough to find clues and possibly the treasure on his own, Mitch lets Ben do all the work and desires merely the credit for finding the trove.

Like with Home Alone 2, it sounds like all I’m doing is criticizing this sequel, but I really do enjoy it. The familiar actors, including Diane Kruger, Justin Bartha, and Jon Voight, plus new addition Helen Mirren, seem to be having fun right along with their characters, such as during a psych-out reminiscent of the electric fence scene in Jurassic Park. The action is expertly done, including a rather drawn-out car chase, another farewell-to-bumpers chase scene, and an astounding balancing set piece that reminded me of the Oscar-winning German animated short film Balance from 1989. I also enjoy the historical locations, including the Library of Congress and Mount Rushmore; I’ve visited the latter myself, as well as Sylvan Lake, and I always smile when the film indicates the lake is behind Mount Rushmore. (It’s nearby, but not that close.)

Overall, National Treasure 2 is another entertaining history lesson. Whether or not we ever find out what was on page 47 in a hoped-for third National Treasure, at least the existing two will continue to entertain history geeks like me.

Best line: (Ben, answering why the President should help him) “And because you’re the President of the United States, sir. Whether by innate character or the oath you took to defend the Constitution or the weight of history that falls upon you, I believe you to be an honorable man, sir.”
(The President, played by Bruce Greenwood) “Gates, people don’t believe that stuff anymore.”
(Ben) “They want to believe it.”

 

Artistry: 6
Characters/Actors: 7
Entertainment: 10
Visual Effects: 9
Originality: 7
Watchability: 10
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #130 – Alien

© 2014 S. G. Liput

195 Followers and Counting

 

The Polar Express (2004)

02 Tuesday Sep 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Action, Animation, Christmas, Drama, Family, Fantasy, Musical

On Christmas Eve, a boy must leave
Because he just will not believe
In Santa or the Christmas lore
He’s heard a million times before.
 
A polar train to ascertain
If he can overcome disdain
Appears outside, and as implied,
The boy accepts a sudden ride.
 
Within he meets on cushioned seats
Both girls and boys from other streets.
One girl around with faith profound
Proclaims their train is North Pole-bound.
 
As they commute upon their route,
Once they pick up one last recruit,
The perils flow, from ice and snow
To tunnel roofs that loom too low.
 
A friendly ghost who’s quick to boast
Assists the hero as his host.
Despite each scare and dire snare,
They reach the Pole with time to spare.
 
The elves and they know where to stay
To hear what Santa has to say,
But our main three are broken free
And tour the big man’s factory.
 
Arriving back in Santa’s sack,
The boy attains belief some lack.
A silver bell that slowly fell
Is granted him before farewell.
 
The bell slips out somewhere en route,
Which may have caused the boy some doubt,
But it appears, and through the years,
Grants music to believers’ ears.
__________________
 

The Polar Express endeavors to be an experience, a wild ride of wonder, rather than just another Christmas cartoon. Directed by Robert Zemeckis, who utilized the still-developing motion-capture technology to lend more realism to the characters’ movements and facial expressions, The Polar Express is beautiful to behold, much like the 2009 A Christmas Carol. Just as Jim Carrey filled multiple roles in that film, Tom Hanks owns several faces, including the Hero Boy (who is voiced by Spy Kids’ Daryl Sabara), his father, the Conductor, the Hobo, and ol’ Saint Nick himself.

The Polar Express is based off of Chris Van Allsburg’s popular children’s picture book, but it exceeds the already evocative images Allsburg produced. At times, the film becomes a literal roller coaster, almost like one of those virtual simulator rides without the cabin agitation, while other moments seem gloriously picturesque, such as the shot of the train winding its way up a spiraling mountain. There are frequent edge-of-your-seat sequences that are genuinely thrilling, from the train’s foray onto ice to a rooftop ski ride with some serious close calls. In addition to all this, the portrayal of the North Pole and Santa’s workshop is my personal favorite of any Christmas film, amazingly detailed and designed with both utility and fun in mind. As the three main kids explore, joyriding in pneumatic tubes and an awesome-looking funnel that always makes me jealous, I can’t help but wonder why this film was never used to create an actual theme park ride (as far as I know).

The characters are not especially deep: a lonely boy with no friends, a brave girl needing more confidence to be a leader, the main boy who has a problem believing what’s right in front of his eyes. Still, they remain relatable and likable enough as they encounter several mysterious grown-ups who never explain everything fully.

Many critics decried the film as being overly creepy, and indeed there are some rather unsettling parts (a walk through a maze of glassy-eyed marionettes, a skipping record in a deserted village). Even so, A Christmas Carol has some potentially disturbing imagery as well, which doesn’t detract from its yuletide message, and the message of The Polar Express is the importance of belief and wonder. Even on a secular level, Christmas is a time for cynicism to be cast aside to allow innocent hope and goodwill to reign, and the film encapsulates this lesson into a perfect gift: the bell. When I was growing up, we had a bell that my mom claimed she couldn’t hear; even if she could, this provided me with an exciting prospect, that belief could open doors imperceptible to others. The Polar Express may be a rather worldly Christmas film, but such a message of faith is rare nowadays.

Best line: (the Conductor) “Seeing is believing, but sometimes the most real things in the world are the things we can’t see.”

 
Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 7
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: 9
Originality: 7
Watchability: 8
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #131 – National Treasure 2: Book of Secrets

© 2014 S. G. Liput

194 Followers and Counting

 

Sleepless in Seattle (1993)

01 Monday Sep 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Comedy, Drama, Romance

Sam Baldwin is a widower still grieving for his wife,
Who moves out to Seattle to revitalize his life,
But Jonah, his young son, decides he needs help even so,
And late on Christmas Eve, he tries a widespread call-in show.
 
The conversation labels Sam as “Sleepless in Seattle,”
Who interests women everywhere, who write with pointless prattle.
One woman, though, in Baltimore, named Annie pines away,
Although she does have Walter, her allergic fiancé.
 
Her fear of being left alone is only matched, it seems,
By all her movie-molded, chance-for-true-love kind of dreams,
And Jonah tells his dad that he wants Annie for a mother
When he receives a letter that surpasses any other.
 
Since Annie is intrigued by Sam, she flies to take a peek
At them out in Seattle, and she feels like such a sneak.
Just like a certain chick flick, Jonah ventures to arrange
A Valentine’s Day meeting in New York, to force a change.
 
He flies there, seeking Annie, and Sam follows, panicking,
While Annie breaks with Walter for a love that fate may bring.
Atop a famous building, Sam and Annie chance to meet,
And Jonah is content that now his family is complete.
________________
 

Sleepless in Seattle is more proof that Nora Ephron put rom coms on a whole new level (before Matthew McConaughey got ahold of the genre). Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan are the perfect pair, as someone must have thought after viewing Joe vs. the Volcano, and, though they spend most of Sleepless apart, they’re clearly M.F.E.O. (made for each other).

The actual plot is not particularly eventful, but the characters and dialogue effortlessly hold the viewer’s attention. Ephron excelled most at devising realistic, often funny conversations that could easily have been drawn from real life, private exchanges between girlfriends and guy friends and spouses. Yet no one verbalizes that dialogue as memorably as Hanks and Ryan. The screenplay might just say “Annie sings ‘Sleigh Ride’ while driving,” and we get Ryan’s amusing chorus of “Horses, horses, horses, horses.” Plus, while the film could have characterized him as a jerk, it makes Bill Pullman likable enough as Walter to not cause viewers to wonder what Annie sees in him; he’s one of those awkward but all-around nice guys that just doesn’t happen to be her one.

While Sleepless in Seattle could be considered a “chick movie,” as Hanks calls An Affair to Remember, it’s self-aware enough to still be entertaining for guys too, at least in my case, such as the scene in which Suzy gushes about that Cary Grant tearjerker, with Hanks and Victor Garber exchanging “puh-leaze” glances. Hanks’s dramatic remembrance of his deceased wife and his manly repartee mostly balances out Ryan’s feminine chats.

All the relationships feel entirely real, from Sam’s imperfect fathering of Jonah to Annie’s volatile discussions with her friend Becky (played by Rosie O’Donnell). Sleepless in Seattle is unabashedly romantic and presents one of film’s most hopeful propositions of true love. Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan forever!

Best line: (Sam, as he is reentering dating) “What is ‘tiramisu’?”
(his friend Jay) “You’ll find out.”
(Sam) “Well, what is it?”
(Jay) “You’ll see!”
(Sam) “Some woman is gonna want me to do it to her, and I’m not gonna know what it is!”

 

Artistry: 8
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: 5
Originality: 8
Watchability: 10
Other (language): -1
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #132 – The Polar Express (another Tom Hanks movie)

© 2014 S. G. Liput

194 Followers and Counting

 

Rocky (1976)

31 Sunday Aug 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Drama, Sports

Rocky Balboa’s a bum,
Who thinks himself brutish and dumb.
Some nights he spends fighting,
Which proves unexciting
And leaves him all sore in his slum.
 
He tries to cajole and impress
His friend Paulie’s sis, with success,
But no one, you see,
Takes him seriously
Or thinks he will ever progress.
 
But then the world champ has a need
For someone to box him with speed.
Some fame he will loan
To a total unknown,
Who’ll have a chance battling Creed.
 
But Rocky is shocked at the chance
When he is hand-picked in advance,
And Mick at the gym
Then requests to train him
And no longer eyes him askance.
 
Rock trains, jogging down every street,
And spends his days pounding on meat.
He swallows eggs raw,
And the dogged southpaw
Soon is ready to fight the elite.
 
Though no one expects Rock to win,
Apollo Creed loses his grin,
When he stands, toe to toe,
In a fight, not a show,
And frets at the bell’s every din.
 
The punchy pair pummels and pounds,
And when the concluding bell sounds,
Though Apollo has won,
Philly’s new favorite son
Is proud he went all fifteen rounds.
___________________
 

With all the entertaining but formulaic sequels that threatened to caricaturize the familiar setup, it’s easy to forget the singularity of the original underdog tale Rocky. After a few minor film roles, Sylvester Stallone essentially made his own success by conceiving the story of Rocky Balboa and insisting he play the role himself. Stallone has an unusual face that may seem blank and expressionless to some and to others expresses subtle emotion that the viewer imagines Rocky is feeling. Either way, Rocky is the closest Stallone ever got to an Oscar-worthy performance.

Compared to Stallone’s more dynamic direction of the next three sequels, director John G. Avildsen takes a much slower pace with several long scenes lacking music, which is sometimes boring and sometimes perfectly utilized, such as in the famous raw egg scene. Rewatching the film again, after seeing the sequels so often, I was reminded of just how low Rocky was before fortune smiled on him and how he essentially owed everything to Apollo, who chose him specifically based on his rhyming moniker, the Italian Stallion. Indeed, Rocky probably would have remained a bum had it not been for a random gift of Providence.

Compared with later entries in the series, the fight scenes aren’t the best, and sometimes the soundless punches are clearly not landing, but the film is about more than the sport. It’s a story of a dream come true, at once realistic, romantic, and improbable, and at the end of the original training montage with that memorable “Gonna Fly Now” anthem, Rocky stands at the top of those stairs, imagining all the possibilities that success could bring, such as the crowd of cheering kids that would join him by the same point in the second film. Though they ignored Rocky’s and Apollo’s declaration that there would be no rematch, the sequels fill a purpose in showing how far Rocky succeeds (except for the depressing fifth one, also directed by Avildsen), but the original Best Picture winner packs just the right emotional punch.

Best line: (Mickey, during the final fight) “Your nose is broken.”
(Rocky) “How does it look?”
(Mickey) “Ah, it’s an improvement.”

 

Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 7
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 9
Watchability: 8
Other (iconic theme song; the beginning of a winning series): +7
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #133 – Sleepless in Seattle

© 2014 S. G. Liput

194 Followers and Counting

 

Home Alone 2: Lost in New York (1992)

29 Friday Aug 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Christmas, Comedy, Family

Though Kevin McCallister once lost his family
When they left him home all alone,
He still cannot get along with all his siblings
And wishes to be on his own.
 
They leave on vacation with Kevin in tow,
But somehow he boards the wrong plane.
He ends up alone again, now in New York,
While both parents freak out in vain.
 
Since Kevin has credit cards, cash, and some sense,
He heads to the Plaza Hotel,
Intent on vacationing all by himself
With toys and room service as well.
 
But Harry and Marv, his escaped nemeses,
Are in town to rob a toy store
And plan to exact overdue sweet revenge,
Till Kevin evades them once more.
 
His stay at the Plaza Hotel is cut short
When Kevin is fingered for fraud
And flees to the dangerous big city streets,
Where one lady’s friendly, though odd.
 
Since Kevin knows Harry and Marv will be stealing
The toy money meant for the sick,
He transforms his uncle’s abandoned apartment
Into a funhouse (and quick).
 
By baiting the crooks to his booby-trapped lair,
He punishes them once again.
From bricks to tool boxes to minor explosions,
He grants them more lessons in pain.
 
When they almost have him, he’s saved from behind,
And prison awaits the two still.
Since Kevin is tired of being alone,
His mom helps that wish to fulfill,
And everyone has an enjoyable Christmas…
Until Kevin’s dad gets the bill.
_________________
 

Here we have the sequel to everyone’s favorite holiday torture fest, and, unlike the three other less-than-official sequels (which obviously had lower aims), Home Alone 2 was actually trying to match its predecessor. It doesn’t quite manage that feat, but it is still an entertaining return of all the original characters, including Macaulay Culkin, Catherine O’Hara, John Heard, and the dimwitted duo of Joe Pesci and Daniel Stern. In many ways, the film follows the same beats as the first—a big family debacle turns Kevin against them, a hectic vacation rush leaves him behind, and Kevin lives it up by himself before tormenting two crooks in his own personal house of persecution. The characters themselves often realize the similarity of their circumstances, and, as Ian Malcolm said in The Lost World: Jurassic Park, they don’t make the same mistakes, but all new ones.

On the one hand, the recycled scene with the gangster movie is even funnier than the first film’s, and the events leading up to Kevin’s separation are much more plausible than the series of coincidences that left him alone in the first film, though no less irresponsible on the part of the parents. (It’s a good thing Kevin didn’t want to run away because if it’s this easy for him to evade his parents by accident, they would probably never find him if he didn’t want to be found.) The film ups the ante in several regards, including the potential danger of Kevin’s situation, the extravagance of his version of “the good life,” and the agony inflicted on Marv and Harry, who should have died many times over from his booby traps.

Yet, despite a moderately heartwarming subplot involving a pigeon lady in Central Park, Home Alone 2 lacks the heart and the Christian iconography of the first one. The bird lady’s fine and Tim Curry is hilarious as an ingratiating hotel concierge, but I missed the misunderstood Old Man Marley and John Candy the polka king. Also, the first film indicated that Kevin thought his family disappeared because his wish came true, but here he is fully aware of what happened and where his family probably is but makes no attempt to contact them, choosing instead to take advantage of his father’s credit card. Plus, the tortures he prepares for Marv and Harry elicit more severe winces, even if the two despicable thieves deserve it.

All this is to say that I prefer the first Home Alone, but the second is still a Christmas favorite that I can watch over and over. My VC would have this one much lower on her list, but Home Alone 2 is still good, painful fun.

Best line: (Mrs. McCallister, when she learns Kevin left the hotel) “What kind of idiots do you have working here?”  (the hotel’s desk clerk, proudly) “The finest in New York.”

 
Artistry: 6
Characters/Actors: 8
Entertainment: 9
Visual Effects: 8
Originality: 5
Watchability: 10
Other (slapstick ingenuity): +3
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #134 – Rocky

© 2014 S. G. Liput

193 Followers and Counting

 

Julie and Julia (2009)

28 Thursday Aug 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Comedy, Drama

Julia Child loved to eat, at home in her beloved France.
Julie Powell enjoyed her cooking, which she gave a second glance.
Stuck within a headache job in which she was a willing cog,
The modern-day home cook decided she would write a cooking blog.
Since the kitchen was her outlet, her preferred assuring nook,
She could build each recipe from Julia’s eminent cookbook.
 
Day by day, she baked and brewed and braised and blanched and fricasseed,
Poached and stewed and boiled over, but she would not dare concede.
Though her husband felt ignored as cooking kept her mind obsessed,
He supported her sincerely in her culinary quest.
Julia was her cherished idol, patron saint of food and pluck,
But the actual Julia once did not know how to bone a duck.
 
She was just a normal housewife, married to a diplomat,
Who resolved to learn to cook instead of idle and get fat.
With two friends, she worked for years upon her culinary tome,
And, although she had to move, she felt that Paris was her home.
Finally, an editor at Knopf approved her manuscript,
Filling Julia with elation when the first edition shipped.
 
Decades later, Julie Powell completed her demanding mission,
Having garnered her fulfillment and life-changing recognition.
She became an actual writer, on whom tasteful fortune smiled,
And she credited success to her exemplar Julia Child.
__________________
 

In many ways, Julie and Julia was the reason I began this blog. I already had my personal favorite movie list compiled, but I never thought to do anything with it. Then one day, just going about our business, my VC posited the idea of a blog, just as unexpectedly as the concept dawned on Julie Powell. There are plenty of scenes in which I can identify with Julie, in her obsessive schedule trying to keep up with self-imposed deadlines, in the way it threatens to alienate those closest to her, in the satisfied glee she exhibits when she receives an encouraging comment.

After a few duds, Nora Ephron returned to form in this, her last film before her death. Here, she creates not just one, but two perfectly cast couples. Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci are outstanding as Julia Child and her husband Paul, as are Amy Adams and Chris Messina as Julie and Eric Powell. I don’t know if I’m allowed to say this as a guy, but both make utterly “cute” couples. Though Streep received most of the praise for her pitch-perfect impersonation of cooking legend Julia Child (better even than Dan Aykroyd’s), all four actors fill the movie with such down-to-earth vitality, highlighted by Ephron’s script, that Julie and Julia ranks among Ephron’s best. The men in particular are among the sweetest onscreen husbands imaginable. The transitions between the two storylines are adeptly handled, and both are permeated with endearing incidents, realistic conflict in which neither side is completely in the wrong, and culinary adventures that manifest a true passion for cuisine.

While the film doesn’t end as strongly as I would have liked, indicating that Julia Child herself did not approve of Julie’s blog and then ignoring that seemingly significant point, Julie and Julia is a lighthearted visit with four captivating, relatable people that will make you want to head for the kitchen…or at least the nearest restaurant.

Best line: (Paul Child) “What is it you REALLY like to do?”
(Julia) “Eat!”
[They laugh.]
(Paul) “And you’re so good at it. Look at you!”

 

Artistry: 9
Characters/Actors: 10
Entertainment: 10
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 8
Watchability: 10
Other (deft script and endearing, episodic plot): +3
Other (brief language): -1
 
TOTAL: 49 out of 60
 

Next: #135 – Home Alone 2: Lost in New York

© 2014 S. G. Liput

190 Followers and Counting

 

Airplane! (1980)

27 Wednesday Aug 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Comedy, Disaster

Upon a late departing flight,
There is a quiet lovers’ fight.
Ted Striker follows, nonetheless,
His dear Elaine, a stewardess.
 
Within this plane are people odd:
Ted’s long tales make them more than nod.
They punish panicked passengers.
The captain spouts non sequiturs.
 
When dinner’s done, some flyers wish
That they had never ordered fish.
The pilots soon are turned to mush,
And they need Ted, who needs a push.
 
He used to fly back in the war
And later joined the ol’ Peace Corps,
But he’s been haunted (Zipp knows why)
And is too overwhelmed to fly.
 
A deadpan doctor spurs him on
To land the plane before the dawn
To save the deathly ill aboard,
For time’s one thing they can’t afford.
 
Assisted by a fellow vet,
Ted lands the plane through floods of sweat.
He’s reunited with Elaine,
And Autopilot steals the plane!
_________________
 

I’ll just say that Airplane! is probably the funniest movie ever made. I’m not saying it’s the greatest comedy because the best comedies have insight, heart, or brain cells, but based solely on the quantity and volume of laughs, Airplane! is the one. Though the plot is borrowed from the 1957 drama Zero Hour!, the film is full of original but now oh-so-familiar jokes. From the clever names of the pilots (Clarence Oveur, Roger, Victor) that are bounced around during takeoff to the feel-good musical interlude that leaves everyone smiling at each other and the camera, the film is just one guffaw after another.

Some of the humor is perhaps wasted on the youth of today because of the inclusion of actors playing against type. Those who don’t remember Leave It to Beaver may not laugh quite as hard at the jive-talking segment if they don’t know who Barbara Billingsley is. Leslie Nielsen, in particular, totally transformed his established serious persona, leading to future deadpan comedic roles, such as another Zucker-Abrahams-Zucker (ZAZ) film The Naked Gun (which my VC prefers). After seeing those two films, neither my VC nor I will ever look at him without wanting to laugh.

Not all of the jokes are funny: there’s a distasteful abortion joke that introduces the film and one scene of panic includes unnecessary explicit nudity, which sadly prevents Airplane! from being family friendly. These few unfortunate crudities are luckily overshadowed by an abundance of clean and laugh-out-loud absurdities, from commercial parodies to repeated oblivious wordplay to a number of hilarious cameos that are better seen than read about. Airplane! is at its best when the jokes, both visual and verbal, flow so quickly that you can’t stop laughing at the first, let alone all the others flung out in succession; the bar scene is the best example. (Go watch it now; you know you want to!)

Since some of the actors found their best-known roles here, the film has even led to modern cameos for a certain basketball star and Robert Hays, the latter of whom appeared in the recent Sharknado 2 as a pilot. Airplane! is one of those rare comedies that can be watched and rewatched simply for the sake of noticing jokes that slipped through the cracks as you were cachinnating at the more obvious ones. Full of instantly recognizable quotes and that unique brand of Zucker ridiculousness, Airplane! is a very bright blip on the comedy radar.

Best line (I couldn’t choose): (Dr. Rumack) “Can you fly this plane, and land it?”
(Ted Striker) “Surely you can’t be serious.”
(Dr. Rumack) “I am serious… and don’t call me Shirley.”
 
(Lady next to Ted on the plane) “Nervous?”
(Ted) “Yes.”
(Lady) “First time?”
(Ted) “No, I’ve been nervous lots of times.”
 
(McCroskey) “Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit smoking/drinking/amphetamines/sniffing glue.”

 

Artistry: 6
Characters/Actors: 7
Entertainment: 10
Visual Effects: 6
Originality: 10
Watchability: 10
Other (nudity, language): -1
 
TOTAL: 48 out of 60
 

Next: #136 – Julie and Julia

© 2014 S. G. Liput

190 Followers and Counting

 

Extraordinary Measures (2010)

26 Tuesday Aug 2014

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

≈ Leave a comment

Tags

Drama

Young Megan and Patrick have Pompe disease,
Which leaves them in wheelchairs with medical fees.
Their father John Crowley can’t stand to just wait,
To work and play, knowing their ultimate fate.
 
He seeks a researcher named Robert Stonehill,
Whose theories need someone to foot a large bill.
He claims he can save those enduring Pompe,
And Crowley decides he’ll raise cash in some way.
 
He founds a foundation with Aileen, his wife;
They fundraise to save every sick child’s life.
When Stonehill comes visiting, they’re a bit short,
But he’ll take his chances with John’s full support.
 
Though Stonehill possesses a gruff attitude
And comes off as selfish, controlling, and rude,
John reaches a deal with investors, providing
A lab in Nebraska, upon which all’s riding.
 
When funders get nervous about Priozyme,
John sells to a large biotech just in time.
He desperately tries to streamline the process
And butts heads with Stonehill to ensure success.
 
Yet when things don’t turn out as Crowley had planned,
For his darling kids’ sake, Stonehill lends a hand.
The drug works, once treatment is soon underway,
And saves them, and so many more, from Pompe.
_________________
 

Extraordinary Measures was hardly a success when it was released in 2010, recouping less than half of its budget. Whereas many of the recent films on my list have been critically and commercially successful, this one failed, a true shame since it is a high-quality movie with meaty roles for two underrated actors. Brendan Fraser gives his best performance in years as dauntless parent John Crowley and actually gets to act rather than feign silliness (don’t get me started on Furry Vengeance). Harrison Ford also bucks his action hero persona in favor of a scientist, and though Dr. Stonehill is less than personable for much of the film, Ford succeeds at portraying both his obsessive scientific confidence and his latent soft spot for Crowley’s suffering kids. A scene in which both of them must swallow their pride and choose their words carefully illustrates both actors’ ability, as we can recognize what must be going through their heads and how they might like to respond.

Though some critics characterized the film as a typical TV-caliber tearjerker, it offers more than that, namely an insightful glimpse at the pharmaceutical industry. While such scrutinizing of business practices could have been tedious and dull, the film frames each meeting or funding petition as another step on Crowley’s quest for a cure and never gets bogged down in too much corporate jargon. Likewise, Stonehill gives a straightforward explanation of Pompe disease, a lesser-known form of enzyme deficiency, giving the viewer just enough information to understand without growing bored.

Overall, the film is about a father’s love for his children. As the film starts, with Crowley showing up late for his daughter’s birthday party, there’s the possibility that Crowley is one of those clichéd fathers who puts his job before his kids, but it’s soon clear that he’s practically an ideal parent, the kind that makes his kids laugh but stays up late worrying about them. The Crowleys were already doing all in their power, so it seemed, to care for their sick kids, but John took it upon himself to do more, leading to a life-saving drug for countless children, including his own. This kind of “making a miracle” instead of waiting for one is the true message of Extraordinary Measures, a film that remains intelligent while pushing all the right emotional buttons.

Best line: (Crowley, after being fired for all the right reasons) “Well, thank you very much for firing me.”
(Dr. Webber, played by Jared Harris) “My pleasure, I never liked you.”
(Crowley, still amiable) “Likewise.”

 

 

Artistry: 8
Characters/Actors: 9
Entertainment: 8
Visual Effects: N/A
Originality: 8
Watchability: 9
Other (two favorite actors making the potentially boring interesting): +7
Other (language): -1
 
TOTAL: 48 out of 60
 

Next: #137 – Airplane!

© 2014 S. G. Liput

189 Followers and Counting

 

← Older posts
Newer posts →

Recent Posts

  • We Didn’t Start 2025 (Recap)
  • NaPoWriMo 2025 Recap (Finally)
  • Sonic the Hedgehog 3 (2024)
  • It Happened One Night (1934)
  • Spellbound (2024)

Recent Comments

associatesofshellymann's avatarassociatesofshellyma… on My Top Twelve La La La So…
Kit's avatarKit Nichols on Bonnie and Clyde (1967)
lifelessons's avatarlifelessons on Look Back (2024)
Carol Jackson's avatarCarol Jackson on The Thief of Bagdad (1940…
Stephen's avatarStephen on Love Story (1970)

Archives

  • January 2026
  • December 2025
  • May 2025
  • April 2025
  • March 2025
  • February 2025
  • January 2025
  • December 2024
  • May 2024
  • April 2024
  • March 2024
  • February 2024
  • January 2024
  • December 2023
  • November 2023
  • October 2023
  • September 2023
  • July 2023
  • June 2023
  • May 2023
  • April 2023
  • March 2023
  • February 2023
  • January 2023
  • December 2022
  • November 2022
  • October 2022
  • September 2022
  • August 2022
  • July 2022
  • June 2022
  • May 2022
  • April 2022
  • March 2022
  • February 2022
  • January 2022
  • December 2021
  • November 2021
  • October 2021
  • September 2021
  • August 2021
  • July 2021
  • June 2021
  • May 2021
  • April 2021
  • March 2021
  • February 2021
  • January 2021
  • December 2020
  • November 2020
  • October 2020
  • September 2020
  • August 2020
  • July 2020
  • June 2020
  • May 2020
  • April 2020
  • March 2020
  • February 2020
  • January 2020
  • December 2019
  • November 2019
  • October 2019
  • September 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • March 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • December 2018
  • November 2018
  • October 2018
  • September 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • August 2017
  • July 2017
  • June 2017
  • May 2017
  • April 2017
  • March 2017
  • February 2017
  • January 2017
  • December 2016
  • November 2016
  • October 2016
  • September 2016
  • August 2016
  • July 2016
  • June 2016
  • May 2016
  • April 2016
  • March 2016
  • February 2016
  • January 2016
  • December 2015
  • November 2015
  • October 2015
  • September 2015
  • August 2015
  • July 2015
  • June 2015
  • May 2015
  • April 2015
  • March 2015
  • February 2015
  • January 2015
  • December 2014
  • November 2014
  • October 2014
  • September 2014
  • August 2014
  • July 2014
  • June 2014
  • May 2014
  • April 2014
  • March 2014
  • February 2014
  • January 2014
  • December 2013

Categories

  • Blindspot
  • Blogathon
  • Christian
  • Movies
  • Music
  • NaPoWriMo
  • Poetry
  • Reviews
  • TV
  • Writing

Meta

  • Create account
  • Log in
  • Entries feed
  • Comments feed
  • WordPress.com

Recent Posts

  • We Didn’t Start 2025 (Recap)
  • NaPoWriMo 2025 Recap (Finally)
  • Sonic the Hedgehog 3 (2024)
  • It Happened One Night (1934)
  • Spellbound (2024)

Recent Comments

associatesofshellymann's avatarassociatesofshellyma… on My Top Twelve La La La So…
Kit's avatarKit Nichols on Bonnie and Clyde (1967)
lifelessons's avatarlifelessons on Look Back (2024)
Carol Jackson's avatarCarol Jackson on The Thief of Bagdad (1940…
Stephen's avatarStephen on Love Story (1970)

Archives

  • January 2026
  • December 2025
  • May 2025
  • April 2025
  • March 2025
  • February 2025
  • January 2025
  • December 2024
  • May 2024
  • April 2024
  • March 2024
  • February 2024
  • January 2024
  • December 2023
  • November 2023
  • October 2023
  • September 2023
  • July 2023
  • June 2023
  • May 2023
  • April 2023
  • March 2023
  • February 2023
  • January 2023
  • December 2022
  • November 2022
  • October 2022
  • September 2022
  • August 2022
  • July 2022
  • June 2022
  • May 2022
  • April 2022
  • March 2022
  • February 2022
  • January 2022
  • December 2021
  • November 2021
  • October 2021
  • September 2021
  • August 2021
  • July 2021
  • June 2021
  • May 2021
  • April 2021
  • March 2021
  • February 2021
  • January 2021
  • December 2020
  • November 2020
  • October 2020
  • September 2020
  • August 2020
  • July 2020
  • June 2020
  • May 2020
  • April 2020
  • March 2020
  • February 2020
  • January 2020
  • December 2019
  • November 2019
  • October 2019
  • September 2019
  • August 2019
  • July 2019
  • June 2019
  • May 2019
  • April 2019
  • March 2019
  • February 2019
  • January 2019
  • December 2018
  • November 2018
  • October 2018
  • September 2018
  • August 2018
  • July 2018
  • June 2018
  • May 2018
  • April 2018
  • March 2018
  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • December 2017
  • November 2017
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • August 2017
  • July 2017
  • June 2017
  • May 2017
  • April 2017
  • March 2017
  • February 2017
  • January 2017
  • December 2016
  • November 2016
  • October 2016
  • September 2016
  • August 2016
  • July 2016
  • June 2016
  • May 2016
  • April 2016
  • March 2016
  • February 2016
  • January 2016
  • December 2015
  • November 2015
  • October 2015
  • September 2015
  • August 2015
  • July 2015
  • June 2015
  • May 2015
  • April 2015
  • March 2015
  • February 2015
  • January 2015
  • December 2014
  • November 2014
  • October 2014
  • September 2014
  • August 2014
  • July 2014
  • June 2014
  • May 2014
  • April 2014
  • March 2014
  • February 2014
  • January 2014
  • December 2013

Categories

  • Blindspot
  • Blogathon
  • Christian
  • Movies
  • Music
  • NaPoWriMo
  • Poetry
  • Reviews
  • TV
  • Writing

Meta

  • Create account
  • Log in
  • Entries feed
  • Comments feed
  • WordPress.com

Blog at WordPress.com.

  • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Rhyme and Reason
    • Join 814 other subscribers
    • Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now.
    • Rhyme and Reason
    • Subscribe Subscribed
    • Sign up
    • Log in
    • Report this content
    • View site in Reader
    • Manage subscriptions
    • Collapse this bar