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Avengers: Age of Ultron (2015)

05 Tuesday May 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama, Sci-fi, Superhero

 
 
With S.H.I.E.L.D. out of service,
At least on the surface,
Six awesome Avengers defend the world still.
Since HYDRA arose,
They’ve empowered new foes,
Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch, twins with ill will.
 
Once Tony Stark’s had
An epiphany bad,
He then starts preparing for “peace in our time,”
But Ultron’s created
And quickly upgraded,
Equating true peace with a murderous crime.
 
Against these new threats
And alarming skill sets,
Our heroes must deal with their goals and their fear,
And when all agree
To save Earth mightily,
The smackdown is epic and worth a good cheer.
____________________
 

As my first review for a film still in theaters, Avengers: Age of Ultron is luckily just the kind of film to see on the big screen, with all the eye-popping action and comic book culmination that drive superhero fans like me nuts. The first Avengers stands as one of the most breathtaking feats of any superhero franchise, bringing together characters from past films and achieving a surprising balance between action, heart, and geek heaven character interaction. It’s a high point in the superhero genre that won’t be easily topped, and though Age of Ultron doesn’t quite match it, it comes close enough to still be worthy of the Avengers name.

Like X-Men: Days of Future Past, the cast is potentially unwieldy. There’s the heroes we already know and love: Iron Man (Robert Downey, Jr.), Captain America (Chris Evans), Thor (Chris Hemsworth), Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Black Widow (Scarlett Johansson), and Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner), plus other familiar faces like Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson), Maria Hill (Cobie Smulders), War Machine (Don Cheadle), and at least three others. Add to that Ultron, Quicksilver, Scarlet Witch, and at least three others, and you’ve got a likely mess in the wrong hands. Luckily, we have Joss Whedon’s hands to mold it into a mostly satisfying blockbuster, with all the wit, humor, pathos, and awesomeness you might expect from his name.

With the glut of old and new characters, their treatment and screen time necessarily vary. Iron Man and Captain America get little more than some funny exchanges about foul language and disagreements about how to make safe the world, while there’s some unexpected development for Hawkeye, Widow, and Hulk, making the most and least super of the group sympathetically human. Though the presence of recognizable faces from past films will fill hardcore fans with glee, a few are so fleeting that the filmmakers could have left them out, if only to avoid confusing the less initiated. The same goes for would-be antagonists like Baron von Strucker (Thomas Kretschmann) and Ulysses Klaue (Andy Serkis), who barely stick around long enough to make an impression. (I find it interesting that those two previously appeared together as shipmates in Peter Jackson’s King Kong, though with opposite fates.) As for Quicksilver (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) and Scarlet Witch (Elizabeth Olsen), the two newest an/pro-tagonists don’t stand out as much they should have, in some cases being treated as afterthoughts amid all else happening. Quicksilver isn’t quite as fast or memorable as Evan Peters’ version of the character in Days of Future Past, but he and his Eastern European sister manage at least a couple scenes that highlight their eventual importance to the still growing team.

As you would expect from so many characters, there’s a lot going on. If your mind wanders at the wrong moment, you might be wondering why everyone is suddenly headed to a fictional African nation to visit Gollum or why Thor is skinny-dipping in a mystical Norse pool. (I’m still not sure I understand that last one). A couple added plot elements are even introduced with little to no explanation, trusting the audience to simply keep up. Just as the first film has Thor and Iron Man going toe to toe, this one sees Iron Man and Hulk duking it out. Despite all the urban devastation throughout the film, the end places special importance on the safety of civilians, and some sacrifices toward the end do touch the heart, if not very deeply.

Ultron himself is more charismatic than just some bloodthirsty robot, and James Spader’s voice gives him a compelling personality with darkly humorous and strangely religious overtones. Yet his motivations and origins are consistently murky, similar to Peter Dinklage in Days of Future Past, a villain who deep down admires his prey but intends to extinguish them for nebulous reasons. His evil plot is astonishingly inventive (though one of his creations leads to a promising new character and his inevitable downfall), and the battle to thwart it is eye-popping, including one of those goose-bump-raising extended shots with all the heroes kicking enemy butt like only the Avengers can.

I didn’t intend to make three references to Days of Future Past here, but I suppose both of these films exemplify the trend in superhero films, to bring past triumphs together into an overstuffed but breathtaking array of comic book goodness. These films and Guardians of the Galaxy seem to draw their energy from a “the more characters, the better” mentality, so long as an even-handed writer and director keep everything balanced and entertaining. Time will tell if DC can pull the same thing off with their Justice League intentions or if Marvel is destined to remain the big name in superhero hits. Age of Ultron was almost everything I had hoped, yet another sign that Marvel has yet to stumble.

Best line:  (Tony Stark) “We’re the Avengers; we can bust weapons dealers the whole doo-da-day, but how do we cope with something like that?”
(Steve Rogers) “Together.”
(Stark) “We’ll lose.”
(Rogers) “We do that together too.”
 
 
Rank: Top 100-Worthy (to join the first one)
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

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The Hunger Games: Mockingjay — Part 1 (2014)

30 Thursday Apr 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama, Sci-fi

 
 
In District 13, Katniss Everdeen waits,
Unsettled by District 12 citizens’ fates.
Deep under the ground with her saved family,
She worries for Peeta interminably.
Both Plutarch and resolute President Coin
Are eager for her to recover and join.
 
Insisting that Peeta be rescued someday,
Poor Katniss agrees to be their Mockingjay,
The hero for all districts, sure to inspire
The masses and light an unquenchable fire.
Since staged propaganda does not work as well,
She heads to the war zones to get mad as hell.
 
Her anger at Snow for the cruel devastation
Extends to the people who rise from privation.
Yet who should appear on the Capitol screens
But Peeta, denouncing the riotous scenes?
The boy’s brain seems washed, but he still tries to warn
The rebels of sudden barrages that morn.
 
When Capitol power is violently cut,
The rebels move in ere the window is shut.
The three captive tributes that Snow has been holding
Are surely a part of his scheme still unfolding.
Though Katniss is eager for Peeta’s return,
She’s shocked at the lesson Snow wants her to learn.
_________________
 

(Since this is the last day of NaPoWriMo, my reviews will probably be less frequent from now on, but I thought I’d go out on a more well-known film.)

This latest installment of the Hunger Games franchise wasn’t as well-received as its predecessors, and it does stand apart from those films in some crucial ways. For one thing, there are no actual Hunger Games, the televised blood sport that managed to thrill both the citizens of Panem and countless readers and viewers. Instead, the film chooses to focus on District 13 and its commissioning of everyone’s favorite grieving archer to lead the revolt against the Capitol and President Snow. They basically have her do what she’s done in the past: grieve for the fallen, land awesome arrow shots, and make rebellious statements against tyranny, just more forcefully than in the past and this time caught on camera. In this case, there’s quite a bit of Katniss grieving: for the decimated District 12, for Snow’s current victims, for her captive boyfriend Peeta (their love was real; who knew?), and the comparatively brief scenes of action and tension don’t exactly balance out her emotional turmoil. Every time Peeta came on screen and people either booed him or asked what Snow had done to him, I kept wondering why no one considered that he had been brainwashed. That seemed like the most obvious explanation. And of course, the film’s greatest weakness is the stigma of being Part 1, a film in which the first half of a relatively short book is dragged out and concluded on a far from satisfying note.

All that being said, Mockingjay — Part 1 is still an important piece of the franchise, however financially exploitative it may be. The events following Catching Fire are given greater emotional weight, and Jennifer Lawrence continues to project a compelling mix of strength, vulnerability, and concern for both friends and family. While it’s a bit jarring for her to go from fighting for survival to filming propaganda pieces, Katniss’s transition from tribute to freedom fighter feels well-earned and depicts the motivating power that revolutionary media can have on a volatile populace. The film’s best scene is the dam attack in which a haunting folk song (with lyrics drawn from Suzanne Collins’ book) is employed as an anthem of rebellion. “The Hanging Tree” is one of those unique aspects of this franchise that transcends the story itself (like the three-finger salute or that familiar whistle), and it stayed with this viewer much more than Lorde’s Globe-nominated “Yellow Flicker Beat.”

Thus, while it would have been better to film Mockingjay as one film, this one still has merit. We get to meet Julianne Moore as District 13’s President Coin and see more of the late Philip Seymour Hoffman as Plutarch Heavensbee. The few moments of tension certainly are thrilling, and that twist at the end surely took everyone who hadn’t read the books by surprise (even if that’s just me and five other people). While much of the film does feel unnecessarily prolonged, such as Katniss’s repetitive calls to Snow at the climax, I for one was still glad to spend more time with this story and these characters. Plus, the film fulfilled its main purpose; I’ll be there with countless others to see Part 2 this November.

By the way, here’s a musical version for those of you who could use a laugh. This is just one of three hilarious parody videos, all of which are well worth seeing. Enjoy!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=am1tzttZ8Pc

Best line: (Effie Trinket, who apparently wasn’t much in the third book) “They’ll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.”

 
Rank: List-Worthy (joining the other two as one series)
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

302 Followers and Counting

The Towering Inferno (1974)

26 Sunday Apr 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Disaster, Drama, Thriller

 
 
I am the fire that burns out of sight,
Starting my rampage as merely a wisp.
Celebrate victory into the night;
I will burn you and your spire to a crisp.
 
Why do they build these skyscrapers so high,
Making it simpler with every floor
For me to cut off and trap in the sky
Everyone over my fiery roar?
 
Look at the people who panic and flee,
Visitors boasting illustrious names.
Look at the firemen battling me,
Feeble to fight in the face of my flames.
 
I am inferno, the new height of heat,
No other bastion of bragging is hotter.
Top of the world, Ma! None can defeat
Me or my mayhem, except—oh no—water!
________________
 

(Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt was for a persona poem, one written in the voice of someone/something else. I’ve written a few like that recently, but this film offered another good opportunity.)

Released at the height of the 1970s fascination with disaster films, The Towering Inferno is one of the best films produced by “Master of Disaster” Irwin Allen. Featuring one of those great ensembles of former power players, the film plays as a modern land-based version of the Titanic story. Just as the Titanic set out without enough lifeboats for everyone aboard, the Glass Tower’s builder (William Holden) sees no problem with holding a top-floor party in a 138-story building with no working fire suppression system and later refuses to understand the severity of the situation. Likewise, the Titanic did have all the boats it was required to, just as the corner-cutting engineer (a loathsome Richard Chamberlain) insists that all the systems he installed were “up to code,” which is just not good enough, as the high-reaching disaster starkly proves.

In addition to the danger of irresponsible cost-saving measures, which are most commonly to blame for human-liable disasters, the film is an early realistic tribute to the heroism of firefighters, embodied in Steve McQueen’s Chief Mike O’Halloran. While he at first blames the tower’s architect Doug Roberts (Paul Newman), he wastes no time in taking charge and using everything at his disposal to stop the conflagration and rescue the stranded partygoers, from helicopters to a breeches buoy to a life-risking explosive mission. Not only does it foreshadow more recent firefighter stories, but certain scenes may even remind you of Die Hard or, more soberingly, the 9/11 attacks.

There’s everything you expect from a big disaster movie: building tension, children in danger, ill-fated lovers, lamentable panic, harrowing visual effects (the stars did their own stunts for the wet finale, which was filmed in one take), daring rescues, and an enormous cast of big-ish names, some of which aren’t necessarily safe from flaming death. In addition to the ones above, there are Faye Dunaway, an aging Fred Astaire, Robert Wagner, Robert Vaughn, model Susan Blakely, everyone’s favorite football player O. J. Simpson, Dabney Coleman, and the final film role of Jennifer Jones. Reportedly, Paul Newman and Steve McQueen clashed egos in who would receive top billing, resulting in a clever compromise in the credits, with McQueen’s name on the left but lower than Newman’s. Plus, those who remember 1970s TV might recognize the sheriff from The Waltons (as an electrical worker), Gregory Sierra from Barney Miller (as the bartender), and The Brady Bunch’s Mike Lookinland/Bobby Brady (as a boy in peril).

Rising from its B-movie potential, The Towering Inferno is surprisingly well-done, though not without some faults (a few overlong suspense scenes and victim incompetence), and it won Oscars for Best Cinematography, Editing, and Song, as well as a Best Picture nomination. While I prefer The Poseidon Adventure (which also won Best Song two years prior for “The Morning After,” which was also sung commercially by Maureen McGovern), this film has enough star power and thrills to still entertain. If Jaws made you afraid to go in the water and The Poseidon Adventure turned you off from cruise ships, The Towering Inferno may give you pause the next time you head to the top of a skyscraper.

Best line: (Doug Roberts, to the tower’s ambitious builder) “Don’t you think you’re suffering from an edifice complex?”

VC’s best line: (Doug Roberts) “If you had to cut costs, why didn’t you cut floors instead of corners?”

 
Rank: List-Worthy
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

299 Followers and Counting

Bottom-Dweller: X-Men: The Last Stand (2006)

17 Friday Apr 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Bottom-Dweller, Drama, Sci-fi, Superhero

 
 
X-Men United? Well, not all that much.
There’s six or so heroes, and Rogue who can’t touch.
The rest of the mutants unfortunately
Line up with Magneto or stay absentee.
 
A cure for mutations has been synthesized,
And soon its great risk is sensationalized.
Meanwhile, Jean Grey has returned from the grave
To murder the friends that she perished to save.
 
As evil Magneto initiates war,
The X-Men fight back, as they’ve all done before.
For those wishing for Bryan Singer on hand,
This thankfully isn’t the X-Men’s last stand.
___________________
 

When it comes to movies, I’m fairly easy-going. Even in films that others tear apart, I tend to see the positives and end up liking them to some extent (Spider-Man 3, Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull). Yet there are a select few movies that I honestly despise, six special films that carry my cinematic slur of “bottom-dweller.” Not all of these are bombs; some were even critically lauded. Yet they all have something in common. They disappointed me deeply, and no film exemplifies this fault like X-Men: The Last Stand, a film that seemed at the time like a franchise killer.

Having seen it again, I believe it had the potential to be a worthy follow-up to the truly great sequel X2. The plotline involving a mutant cure poses a divisive “what-if” development that offers both hope and fear, and the characters’ reactions to it are believable for the most part. Except for some scenes with Angel’s wings, the special effects are top-notch, particularly Magneto’s hijacking of the Golden Gate Bridge. (I remember once seeing this movie the same day as Monsters vs. Aliens and noticing that both featured the same bridge’s destruction.) Had The Last Stand focused solely on the “cure” plot thread, it may not have gone so wrong, but its greatest mistake is the maddeningly disappointing adaptation of the famous “Dark Phoenix Saga” from the comics. (Spoilers ahead.)

Perhaps the Honest Trailer (a satirical YouTube video series) for the X-Men trilogy summed it up in stating that, after Brett Ratner’s taking over for original X-Men director Bryan Singer, we get to watch him “kill off your favorite characters, leave out your favorite characters, and depower your favorite characters.” The worst aspect of the film is its treatment, or rather mistreatment, of these characters. X2 ended with Jean Grey’s heroic sacrifice to save her teammates from certain death, and it offered a bittersweet conclusion that left room for more. Putting aside all the action of The Last Stand, this film essentially resurrects her, only for her to disintegrate her lover Cyclops, her mentor Professor X, and a whole lot of other people until she is finally taken down by Wolverine. Not only does this diverge from the comic source material, but it makes for an entirely unsatisfying superhero film, one in which major character deaths are given no nobility and the few hints at future film prospects are woefully deficient, considering the damage already done to the franchise.

Other complaints could range from the overstuffed, underdeveloped host of new characters (including [Lost alert] Ken Leung as a punk with retractable quills) to the underwhelming face-off between Iceman and Pyro to the continuity-clashing prologue in which Charles can walk and he and Magneto are still on good terms (First Class pretty much ignored this film). Plus, even if Magneto is the villain, he always seemed to have a misguided yet understandable reason for his villainy, but his abandonment of Mystique after she saved him makes him unnecessarily shallow and selfish. Despite the welcome additions of Kelsey Grammer and Ellen Page as Beast and Shadowcat, respectively, every single character was given short shrift and deserved so much better.

After this film, most subsequent X-Men films had to hearken back to the origins of its most popular characters since this film left little to work with, yet this movie certainly wasn’t a worthy conclusion to the original characters’ story. Ultimately, it took the return of Bryan Singer with X-Men: Days of Future Past to clean up the mess left by The Last Stand and give us the happy ending this bottom-dweller never could.

Best line: (Storm’s eulogy, one of the few genuinely poignant moments) “We live in an age of darkness: a world full of fear, hate, and intolerance. But in every age, there are those who fight against it. Charles Xavier was born into a world divided, a world he tried to heal… a mission he never saw accomplished. It seems it’s the destiny of great men to see their goals unfulfilled. Charles was more than a leader, more than a teacher. He was a friend. When we were afraid, he gave us strength. When we were alone, he gave us a family. He may be gone, but his teachings live on through us, his students. Wherever we may go, we must carry on his vision, and that is a vision of a world united.”

 
Rank: Bottom-Dweller
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

295 Followers and Counting

The Three Musketeers (2011)

15 Wednesday Apr 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama

 
 
Brave Athos and Porthos and Aramis three
Fell victim to fraud that they could not foresee.
These fine musketeers were the heroes of France
But now are in need of a grand second chance.
 
When reckless D’Artagnan arrives with his sword
And makes first impressions that garner reward,
The Cardinal Richelieu plots and conspires
To trigger a war with a helper he hires.
 
It’s up to D’Artagnan and those musketeers
To launch the great quest of their noble careers.
For king, queen, and country, and also romance,
They’ll sail for adventure to rescue all France.
____________________
 

The latest Hollywood big-screen adaptation of Alexandre Dumas’s classic swashbuckling tale of intrigue feels undoubtedly like a copycat film, the kind that tries to come off as daring and original when all it does is borrow heavily from other better films. From the very beginning, when the titular musketeers are introduced in action, they are each drawn in a sketchbook style identical to that of Guy Ritchie’s Sherlock Holmes. In addition, they are not merely expert swordsmen but rather the 17th century version of the Avengers, with anachronistic gadgets and endless tricks up their sleeves, that is until someone else with bigger sleeves tricks them, namely Milady de Winter (Milla Jovovich, whom director and husband Paul W. S. Anderson brought along from the Resident Evil franchise to play the same kind of kick-butt superwoman).

Once we’re introduced to young D’Artagnan (Percy Jackson‘s Logan Lerman), the film more or less follows the course of the novel, as he challenges and eventually teams with the famed musketeers (Luke Evans as Aramis, Ray Stevenson as Porthos, and Matthew Macfadyen as Athos) in order to save the honor of France’s queen, battling the Duke of Buckingham (a campy Orlando Bloom), Cardinal Richelieu (Christoph Waltz), and Richelieu’s Captain Rochefort (Mads Mikkelson in another one-eyed role). Aside from the romantic struggle of Athos (and Macfadyen’s voice which my VC loves), the characters were mere placeholders. The filmmakers clearly tried for some development, such as with foppish Louis XIII’s re-courtship of his queen, but none of it carried any meaningful depth.

Throughout the film, I was reminded of National Treasure, The Dark Knight, Entrapment, The Golden Compass, and so on and so forth. The most glaring embellishment to Dumas’s tale is the airships, enormous balloon vessels supposedly designed by the visionary Leonardo da Vinci yet so anachronistic as to turn the story almost into science fiction. The battle between two such ships in the finale seems ripped straight from Pirates of the Caribbean, with a subsequent over-the-top swordfight on top of Notre Dame. It’s entertaining, but it felt as if the filmmakers were just throwing ideas at the story, saying, “Surely, this will be cool!” The film is not without merit: its production design, costumes, visual effects, ornate sets, and decent acting make for an enjoyable ride, but with so many influences so obviously borrowed, it fails to leave any lasting impression, making the heavily implied sequel highly unlikely. It’s popcorn entertainment of the disposable kind.

Best line: (Athos, as D’Artagnan is torn between duty and love) “I’ve made a lot of sacrifices. Made a lot of hard choices. For honor, for King, for country. Do you know what I’ve learned, boy? Hard choices and sacrifices do not keep you warm at night, and life is too damn short and too damn long to go through without someone at your side. Don’t end up like me. Choose the woman. Fight for love, D’Artagnan. France will take care of itself.”

 
Rank: Honorable Mention
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

294 Followers and Counting

The Maze Runner (2014)

22 Sunday Mar 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama, Sci-fi, Thriller

 
 
Within a Glade within a Maze are boys without their memories,
Trying to survive and build the best of boy communities.
Outside the Glade, within the Maze are Grievers no one’s lived to see,
And the walls protect as well as hold them in captivity.
 
A final boy is planted here and wonders at the mysteries;
Thomas breaks the rules, impressing some but making enemies.
In search of freedom and some answers, gutsy curiosity
Opens doors as it explores and hopes to set the captives free.
_________________
 

Despite the glut of young adult films based on young adult book series starring young adults, The Maze Runner was one of the few films last year that I actually wanted to see in the theater based on the trailer alone. While I didn’t get to view it until just recently, I found it to be just what I was hoping for, a better-than-average YA thriller that rises above its brethren due to sheer intensity.

Like The Hunger Games, it’s a story built around one central but entertainingly provocative concept: a collection of amnesiac boys trapped in an enigmatic maze. Honestly, I’m surprised this idea was adapted into a book and film before it became a video game, what with its survivalist circumstances, plot-specific terminology (Grievers, the Changing, etc.), and lack of in-depth characters. (I can easily envision “Mini-Games with Minho” as players map and memorize the Maze. It makes me wonder what Halo or Portal would have been like had the game not come first.) Though none of the characters have an explained backstory as yet, they all become more real and likable over time. As second-in-command Newt says, it doesn’t matter who they were but who they are now, and almost all of them are sympathetic and supportive of each other as they band together to face the unknown with surprising maturity. My VC pointed out that the script could have been full of wit or clever dialogue, but instead the character’s lines are very much what real people might say, adding to the realism of the performances.

These YA series seem to act like this generation’s Red Dawn or The Breakfast Club, introducing many fresh faces sure to have promising careers ahead of them. Dylan O’Brian and Kaya Scodelario portray the game-changers Thomas and Teresa, alongside Aml Ameen as leader Alby and Ki Hong Lee as runner Minho. I was excited to see Will Poulter as Gally, a very different role from that of weaselly cousin Eustace Scrubb in the Narnia film The Voyage of the Dawn Treader, and my favorite of the boys would have to be Newt, played by baby-faced Thomas Brodie-Sangster, known to me as the voice of Ferb on Disney Channel’s Phineas and Ferb.

While there’s no Lost alert for any of the actors, several similarities to that great show occurred to me afterward. Think about it: there is a group of people banding together in isolation, hoping to escape, while receiving supplies from a mysterious acronymed organization obsessed with experiments (DHARMA=WCKD) who leave cryptic video messages, all while being terrorized by an unseen creature which emits roars and mechanical clicking noises. On top of that, there are lies built upon lies and mysteries upon mysteries, which foster Lost-style speculation about what it all means (at least for those of us who haven’t read James Dashner’s books). According to IMDb, even director Wes Ball originally called the film “Lord of the Flies meets Lost.”

While the social commentary is not as pronounced as in The Hunger Games series, The Maze Runner surprisingly prompted far more discussion between my VC and me. We mainly debated the morality of Thomas’s search for the truth, which led to many casualties and didn’t better their situation (at least in this installment). On the one hand, she sympathized with Gally, who didn’t want to upset the status quo, a hard-fought peace that had made the Glade more or less an idyllic community. While Thomas wanted to find the truth, he did spoil that peace with his revolutionary curiosity, which ended up costing many lives. On the other hand, I countered that, as Thomas states, the situation in the Glade could not last forever, and his actions may have actually saved more lives (my reasoning behind that would be too spoiler-prone). In addition, the tantalizing idea of freedom and the desire to not be controlled or contained were understandable driving forces for his dissenting inquisitiveness.

The Maze Runner may draw a little from Aliens and The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King, mainly with respect to the frightening Grievers, but it’s an intense and intriguing first installment for a series in which I’m now thoroughly invested, full of tense moments and glowing Broadway musical reviews (after all, “Wicked is good,” right?). That being said, don’t expect a lot of answers to your questions. The ending explains a couple issues but raises even more, and since my VC was not expecting this to be a trilogy, she was unsatisfied by the conclusion. If you enjoy sci-fi thrillers and don’t mind cliffhangers, this film is a must, but if that’s not the case, you might wait to watch after all the films have been released, like I did after Lost’s final season. Guilty as charged. 🙂

Best line: (Newt, to Thomas) “He’s right. It doesn’t matter, any of it. Because the people we were before the Maze, they don’t even exist anymore. These Creators took care of that. What does matter is who we are now and what we do right now.”

 
Rank: List-Worthy
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

286 Followers and Counting

The Count of Monte Cristo (2002)

19 Thursday Mar 2015

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Action, Drama, Romance

When Edmond Dantes dares to run
To Elba, where Napoleon
Was exiled, in hopes to save
His ailing captain from the grave,
The captive emperor commands
He take a message to the hands
Of some old friend, and in his debt,
The sailor takes it with regret.
 
When Dantes lands back in Marseilles,
He’s lauded, and his fiancée
Mercedes welcomes him with joy,
Which jealousy will soon destroy.
His friend Mondego goes too far
With envious first mate Danglars,
To have Dantes arrested for
The treason of the note he bore.
 
Before the matter comes to court,
A magistrate named Villefort,
Who might have offered him relief,
Entombs him in the Chateau D’If.
Through painful years, he sits and waits,
Endures and loses faith and hates.
When near the ending of his rope,
A fellow prisoner gives hope.
 
This priest assists him, through despair,
To dig for freedom and prepare.
They learn and burrow gradually,
And when Dantes at last is free,
He plots his vengeance, soon released,
With treasure from the caring priest.
A wealthy count, a different man,
He reaps revenge with righteous plan.
As Edmond nears his final goal,
Perhaps true love can save his soul.
_______________
 

Alexander Dumas is among the most famous of French novelists, but his memory seems often based on mere name recognition. Plenty of people have heard of The Three Musketeers, but far fewer actually know its plot. Such was the case with me and The Count of Monte Cristo, a classic tale of revenge that has resulted in countless adaptations (such as ABC’s current series Revenge), as well as a scrumptious sandwich. Though I had read the book in abridged form as a kid, I had little interest in this 2002 film version when it was released, but I recently sought it out after discovering the unproduced musical version by Frank Wildhorn (Jekyll and Hyde). I’m glad I did, for it turned out to be a clean, exciting, and undeniably entertaining swashbuckler that even manages to improve on the source material.

The evenly talented cast is composed of actors more recognizable from their other roles than from their names. Jim Caviezel as Edmond Dantes also played Jesus in The Passion of the Christ, and his suffering in the Chateau D’If mirrors that film, though Dantes hardly turns the other cheek. Guy Pearce (The King’s Speech, Iron Man 3) is the most famous of the cast and is perfectly odious as his backstabbing “friend” Mondego. Dantes’ faithful love Mercedes is played with romantic earnestness by Dagmara Dominczyk (Marguerite in The Five People You Meet in Heaven), and Richard Harris (Camelot, two Harry Potter films) brings wisdom and unshaken religiosity as Abbe Faria, Dantes’ fellow prisoner and mentor. Also notable are a young Henry Cavill as Mercedes’ son Albert, long before the fame of Man of Steel, and James Frain (known to me as the sleepy college student in Shadowlands) as Villefort, proving that he and Pierce excel at portraying despicable aristocrats.

Despite the large cast, the main point of the tale is very simple: revenge. While The Count of Monte Cristo could be considered the original revenge fantasy, it surpasses imitators like Kill Bill or Darkman by not reveling too much in the morally sticky subject of vengeance but placing it in a religious context. Certainly everyone enjoys watching villains receive their just desserts, but when one becomes an instrument of revenge, obsession and resignation to sin threaten. While there’s an entertaining “gotcha” factor to his enemies’ comeuppance, there are also friends urging Dantes to move past his hatred. It’s a sensitive balance that ultimately sides with the godly faith of Abbe Faria and is not lessened at all by its religiosity. (The only really morally problematic act of vengeance involves the Chateau D’If’s sadistic jailer [Michael Wincott of Hitchcock and Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves in yet another creepy role], but is more or less understandable considering its timing.)

The production itself sometimes has the look of a BBC television production, but with a much higher budget, seen in the ornate set design and the Count’s spectacular entrance into Parisian society. (Hint: There’s a hot air balloon!) The sword fights are riveting, the dialogue is clever, and the final confrontation between Dantes and Mondego is so much better than in the book, which ends with a mere suicide and a less happy ending for some characters. It may depart from the novel, but I prefer this version.

Having seen this film, I’m even more convinced that it would make a great musical. There have been productions in Germany and South Korea, and at BYU just two months ago (its English-language premiere), but I think it ought to be on Broadway. Listen to these examples: “I Will Be There,” a love duet between Dantes and Mercedes,

and “Hell to Your Doorstep,” a rage-fueled tirade as Dantes plans his revenge.

Doesn’t anyone else think this musical deserves more attention than it’s gotten? Then again, so does this film.

Best line: (Abbe Faria) “Here is your final lesson: Do not commit the crime for which you now serve the sentence. God said, ‘Vengeance is mine.’”   (Dantes) “I don’t believe in God.”   (Abbe Faria) “It doesn’t matter. He believes in you.”

 
Rank: List-Worthy
 

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#1: The Lord of the Rings Trilogy (2001, 2002, 2003)

20 Friday Feb 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama, Fantasy, Meet 'em and Move on, War

(Major spoilers ahead)
 
Three films to rule them all,
Three films to top them,
Three films to contests call
And effortlessly stop them.
 
In ages long past, there were forged mighty rings,
And one was the greatest, to rule over kings.
‘Twas forged by the Dark Lord, one Sauron by name,
Who barely was beaten when men and elves came.
Isildur, however, retained the One Ring,
Which went on to spend centuries poisoning
The mind of poor Gollum, obsessed with his prize,
Until it was picked up by one of small size.
This hobbit named Bilbo returned to the Shire
And kept the Ring, growing in secret desire.
 
On Bilbo’s birthday, he intends to depart,
Although nephew Frodo is close to his heart.
The wizard Gandalf bids the hobbit farewell
But, wishing old Bilbo’s temptation to quell,
Insists that the Ring stay behind at Bag End,
For Frodo to keep safe, if not comprehend.
When Gandalf discerns that the Ring is the One,
He sends Frodo off since the hunt has begun.
With friends Samwise Gamgee and Pippin and Merry,
The hobbit seeks Bree on a life-saving ferry,
For nine fallen kings known as Ringwraiths now ride
To claim Frodo’s ring, knowing he cannot hide.
 
As Gandalf must deal with the sudden betrayal
Of white wizard Saruman, Frodo’s travail
Is still far from over, but he is defended
By Strider (or Aragorn), who’s well-descended.
When Frodo is wounded by one of the Nine,
The elf maiden Arwen assists him in time.
In Rivendell, Frodo finds rest with his friends,
Until a new journey Elrond recommends.
With Aragorn, Gandalf, Sam, Pippin, and Merry,
Plus Boromir, Legolas, and Gimli hairy,
Frodo heads to Mordor to end the Ring’s power,
As Sauron looks on from Barad-dûr’s tower.
 
When one mountain blocks them with avalanche thunder,
The Fellowship hesitantly passes under.
Through Moria’s mines and dark dangers galore
They dare, since they cannot turn back anymore.
A battle and balrog claim Gandalf, alas!
The others get out since the foe cannot pass.
Then on to Lothlórien they make their way,
Where Lady Galadriel lets the group stay.
A vision lets Frodo know what he must do,
And soon they depart down the river anew.
 
The wiles of the Ring come to tempt Boromir,
Who menaces Frodo when no one is near.
When Saruman’s fierce Uruk-hai then attack,
The men, elf, and dwarf prove that courage none lack.
Yet Boromir falls to his comrades’ dismay,
And Merry and Pippin are taken away.
As Aragorn, Legolas, Gimli, all three,
Go after the hobbits in captivity,
Both Frodo and Sam head to Mordor alone
To finish the quest in the wilds unknown.
__________________
 
As Frodo and Sam wander on with their quest,
The creature called Gollum proves more than a pest.
They catch and convince him to act as their guide;
Though Gollum assists, Sam is quick to deride.
Through labyrinths of stone and a haunted marshland,
The trio continue with threats close at hand.
They find Mordor’s entrance, the dreaded Black Gate,
Much too well-defended to now infiltrate,
So Gollum (or Sméagol as he was once known)
Suggests a dark way through a tunnel of stone.
As Frodo starts trusting him, Gollum must face
An identity crisis, one half to erase.
While traveling further through Gondor’s frontier,
They’re captured by Boromir’s kin, Faramir.
 
Meanwhile, the elf and the dwarf and the man
Are chasing the Uruks as fast as they can.
In Rohan, the creatures are slaughtered that night
By banished Rohirrim while making their flight.
While Merry and Pippin take shelter with Ents,
The shepherds of trees who ignore world events,
The others find Gandalf, alive, clad in white,
And join him to set Rohan’s monarchy right.
King Théoden sags under Saruman’s sway,
But Gandalf will not let the rogue wizard stay.
With Théoden now in his right mind once more,
He does as was done with past dangers before,
Vacating the city through mountain paths steep
And biding behind the great walls of Helm’s Deep.
 
As Saruman’s army arrives seeking blood,
The men and elves battle the sword-wielding flood.
While Merry and Pippin are sad and upset
By ponderous Ents still unmoved by the threat,
King Théoden, Aragorn, and all the rest
Defend for their lives from the Uruks, hard-pressed.
For when the foe blasts through impregnable walls,
Despair enters in as their brave defense falls.
 
While Frodo and Sam are held captive by men,
Who mishandle Sméagol, made bitter again,
The Ring allures Faramir’s inner desire
To prove himself to his unpleasable sire.
In Osgiliath, as the Nazgûl attack,
A change of heart shows strength that many men lack.
 
King Théoden rallies his warriors then
To ride out proclaiming the valor of men,
And Gandalf arrives with Rohirrim in tow
To charge with the sun and thus finish the foe.
As Helm’s Deep is won, the Ents see for themselves
That Saruman’s crimes harm not just men and elves.
They storm Isengard with a most righteous rage,
And ancients prevail in their last war to wage.
The good and the free have thus won battles twain,
But darkness will strengthen before it must wane.
The hope of all Middle-earth rests in a pair
Of hobbits whom Gollum intends to ensnare.
_________________
 
While Frodo and Sam follow Gollum, whose past
Reveals the corruption the Ring can work fast,
The rest of the Fellowship soon reunite
To celebrate triumph in their recent fight.
Yet Pippin is tempted to study a sphere,
A dangerous seeing stone called Palantir,
Which gives them a glimpse into Sauron’s next plan,
To crush Minas Tirith, the threat posed by Man.
 
When Gandalf takes Pippin to outrun the foe
And warn Gondor’s capital of coming woe,
The steward of Gondor, the Lord Denethor,
The father of Boromir, knows of the war.
He’s losing his mind and deplores Faramir
In mourning his brother, both cruel and severe.
Insisting his son display loyalty vain,
He sends him to fight where he’ll surely be slain.
Though Faramir sadly submits to his will,
The wizard Gandalf has a plan to fulfill
And sends word to Rohan to come to their aid,
Through beacon fires magnificently displayed.
 
While Merry’s preparing to fight for the peace,
Assisted by Éowyn, Théoden’s niece,
Both Frodo and Sam have a difficult time
In mounting stone stairs Sméagol says they must climb.
His influence turns Frodo’s mind against Sam,
Who’s forced to turn back by a Sméagol-y scam.
Within a dark tunnel of webbing and murk,
A monstrous spider called Shelob does lurk;
Though Gollum had hoped she would earn him the Ring,
His master escapes and sends him plummeting.
As Frodo continues, the spider surprises
Till Samwise the brave takes her down a few sizes.
 
When Elrond reforges a sword legendary
For Aragorn ever to wield and to carry,
The Grey Company leaves King Théoden’s side
To seek the assistance of traitors who died.
To grand Minas Tirith, Rohan’s armies ride
To aid the beleaguered of Gondor inside.
While Denethor’s sanity cracks from the strain
Of Faramir’s loss, though he isn’t yet slain,
The men and the wizard defend the White City
From hideous hordes that refuse to show pity.
When Théoden’s forces arrive with the sun,
The battle’s tide turns, though it isn’t yet won.
When great oliphaunts join this most epic fray,
It takes a ghost army to carry the day.
 
As Gandalf saves Faramir from Denethor,
Sam rescues poor Frodo from orcs of Mordor.
With much heroism and losses endured,
The victors, to keep Frodo’s mission obscured,
March on to the Black Gate, diverting the gaze
Of Sauron’s great eye, ever watching ablaze.
Through barren wastelands, Sam and Frodo proceed,
Weighed down by the Ring from which all must be freed.
Though Gollum attacks, Frodo reaches Mount Doom
But falls to temptation that tends to consume;
It’s not until Gollum, for his Precious’ sake,
Bites off Frodo’s finger, a deadly mistake,
That Sauron’s One Ring in the fire is cast
And evil is unmade and vanquished at last.
 
It looks like the end for the two hobbits spent,
But Gandalf retrieves the small heroes he sent.
In Rivendell, Frodo is thrilled to once more
Embrace his old Fellowship left long before.
In Minas Tirith, grateful free peoples bow down,
And Aragorn humbly accepts Gondor’s crown.
Though years of peace follow, for Frodo it seems
The scars of his quest are still haunting his dreams.
When elves take their leave of mankind’s Middle-earth,
They give final passage to heroes of worth.
As Bilbo and Gandalf depart from these shores,
It’s Frodo’s time too, and the journey restores.
Farewell to his friends, ever faithful and true;
Farewell for a time until all is made new.
_________________
 

This is it, the top of my list and, in my opinion, the greatest trilogy ever made. I know that is a tall claim, but no other film series matches the emotional power, memorable characterization, and epic scope of Peter Jackson’s original cinematic tour de force. Before their release, I had never read the books or had any exposure to J.R.R. Tolkien’s classic magnum opus, so these films came as a total surprise to my family and me; what we expected to be “just another movie” turned out to be something truly magnificent.

The Fellowship of the Ring has been acclaimed as the greatest fantasy film of all time; even with the detractions of literary purists, the film certainly succeeds in crafting a wholly convincing Middle-earth and capturing the spirit of its diverse inhabitants: the curly-haired tranquility of Hobbiton; the Stygian menace of the Nazgûl; the luminous nobility of the elves; and the repulsive terror of orcs, balrogs, and the Kraken’s second cousin. The hobbits especially are among the series’ most endearing creations, bucolic folk fond of peace, pubs, and pipes but capable of unexpected heroism.

Fellowship is more episodic than the other two films, as the travelers grow in number and pass from city to wilderness to caves to forest to river, yet amid all the walking, we get to know these characters more deeply than one would expect: hesitant Frodo, faithful Sam, the comic relief duo of Merry and Pippin, sapient Gandalf, conflicted lover Aragorn, awesome Legolas, untossable dwarf Gimli, corruptible Boromir, and so on. The film also features my favorite sequence of the entire trilogy, the tense and visually stunning journey through Moria, full of colossal architecture, subtle wisdom, fearsome creatures, and a climactic sacrifice. The showdown with the troll and the Khazad-dûm collapse were the turning point that convinced me of the immensity of this story, and Frodo’s world-weary gaze once they escape confirmed its emotional punch. By the end of the film, I’m always eager for more.

Being bookended by even greater films, The Two Towers is understandably the least of the trilogy, but it nonetheless includes some essential additions to an already exceptional cast. While the sudden introduction of Rohan’s horsemasters (with similar names like Éowyn, Éomer, Théoden, Théodred, etc.) might be confusing for the uninitiated, they add another texture to this captivating land. Though the flesh-and-blood characters are engaging enough, the special effects team outdid themselves with two brilliantly rendered eccentrics. Andy Serkis’s motion-capture performance as Gollum/Sméagol is among the film’s highlights, his raspy voice and spindling physicality perfectly capturing the creature’s tragic state and inner turmoil. Likewise, Treebeard’s lumbering presence is as convincing a living tree as one can imagine, and the deep, protracted voice of John Rhys-Davies (doubling as Gimli) fits him to a tree…I mean, tee. Again, there is no shortage of riveting action sequences, including a skirmish between riders of horses and wargs, the prodigious siege of Helm’s Deep which surpasses any other depiction of medieval warfare, and my second favorite battle sequence of all, the attack of the Ents on Isengard. The latter two battles converge in the climax for a truly epic conclusion, even as Sam delivers a heartfelt speech setting the noble yet very human stakes.

My VC was especially eager for The Return of the King and, not being familiar with the books, was constantly terrified for the beloved characters, especially Frodo. She was pretty much in tears for the entire latter half of the film, from concern and happiness and from the sheer epic scale of the images before her. While it didn’t have quite the same effect on me, I wholeheartedly agree that this third film is the greatest ever made, as the culmination of the trilogy and a monumental depiction of the triumph of good over evil. Along with Titanic and Ben-Hur, it won the most Oscars ever, eleven total, and holds the record for the greatest Oscar sweep since it won everything for which it was nominated; it’s also the only fantasy film to win Best Picture and deservedly so. After journeying through two already admired films with these characters, the emotions are in high gear, devastated grief at Faramir’s sacrifice and Frodo’s rejection of Sam, heartache at Théoden’s final moments and Shelob’s stabbing of Frodo, bittersweet joy at the quest’s success and Frodo’s relieved parting glance. Like the previous two films, there are moments of unbridled awesomeness worthy of sudden cheering, like Legolas and Éomer’s single-handedly taking down enormous oliphaunts, Éowyn’s feat of female empowerment, or Aragorn’s employing an undead ace up his sleeve. The two greatest sequences are the lighting of the beacons, a perfect combination of jaw-dropping New Zealand scenery and Howard Shore’s legendary score, which is my VC’s favorite part of the whole trilogy, and the battle of the Pelennor Fields, particularly Théoden’s charge; the looks of fear on the orcs’ faces are what I imagine will be seen when the Lord returns and evil is finally stamped out. Though the multiple endings have drawn some criticism and even mockery, none of them are needless, and all serve as most satisfying closure, perhaps just with a bit too much fading in and out. Every time the credits start to roll, I feel that I’ve watched something magnificent.

Since I first saw The Lord of the Rings trilogy, my family and I have become fast fans, buying enough merchandise to probably finance one of The Hobbit films. We’ve purchased the original books, guide books, books about the films, a documentary about the films, calendars, CDs of the score, action figure playsets, and both the original films and the extended edition box set. The extended edition is now our preferred version, contributing nearly two hours of fascinating additions that complement rather than detract from the original. It’s become a tradition for my family to watch all three films in a row, usually around Christmas, as an annual reminder of how much we love this story.

While I typically shy away from violent films, and The Lord of the Rings does contain plenty of hacking and even decapitations, the battle scenes still show considerable restraint for the most part, especially for a director known for gory horror movies; plus, the film’s fantasy setting precludes any instances of profanity or foul language, which isn’t even missed. Instead, the language carries a memorable nobility foreign to modern-set films, such as the monologues of encouragement from Gandalf or from various warriors before battle (“Ride for ruin and the world’s ending!”; “It is not this day!”) The music is also particularly marvelous, and Fellowship’s “May It Be” by Enya and The Return of the King’s “Into the West,” performed by Annie Lennox, easily make my End Credits Song Hall of Fame. (“Gollum’s Song” at the end of The Two Towers isn’t quite in the same league.) In addition, it occurred to me that one more reason I enjoy the films is that Frodo’s journey at least could be considered a “meet-‘em-and-move-on” story, since he encounters several others on his quest and is ultimately reunited with many of them. By the way, (Lost alert) I must mention Dominic Monaghan, who plays Merry as well as troubled rocker Charlie on my favorite TV show and who turned out to be a major draw for me to check out Lost, which started the year after The Return of the King was released.

(On a side note, I do want to explain my wholehearted embracing of this franchise in contrast with my dislike of the Harry Potter series. While both feature magic, however fantastical, Tolkien’s tales do not employ magic as a focus and ongoing interest for his characters, and they are set in an untouchable fantasy realm as opposed to a setting and time recognizably similar to our own. In some ways, it’s a fine line, but one that Rowling’s stories cross enough to warrant caution, to my mind. My opinions match those further expanded in this long article by film critic Steven Greydanus: http://www.decentfilms.com/articles/magic.)

The Lord of the Rings will forever stand as a landmark of cinema, especially impressive coming from an only mildly esteemed horror director like Peter Jackson, who certainly earned a name for himself. No other film can match the blend of utterly beautiful scenery, memorable music, realistic effects of every kind, Oscar-winning makeup, detailed armor and weaponry, brilliant ensemble acting, impressive artistry, unparalleled thrills, heart-wrenching pathos, and tear-worthy gratification. Some films rival or even surpass certain such aspects, but not all of them. All the awards won by the third film were undoubtedly meant for the trilogy as a whole, for no other director has shot a trilogy back to back like Jackson did, an achievement he repeated with The Hobbit and one that I don’t think is appreciated enough. George Lucas took three years between each of the Star Wars films, and James Cameron recently had to postpone his planned Avatar sequel trilogy because of the massive effort involved in shooting back-to-back films. It’s obviously harder than it seems. The Hobbit trilogy may not measure up to Jackson’s original achievement, but nothing really could. They are untouchable, masterpieces of fantasy to match their literary counterparts, despite certain alterations.

This film list of mine has been a long road, but its end is one worth revisiting again and again. I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of this list.

Best lines from The Fellowship of the Ring: (Gandalf, catching Sam after talking with Frodo) “Confound it all, Samwise Gamgee. Have you been eavesdropping?”
(Sam) “I ain’t been droppin’ no eaves, sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there, if you’ll follow me.”
(Gandalf) “A little late for trimming the verge, don’t you think?”
(Sam) “I heard raised voices.”
(Gandalf) “What did you hear? Speak.”
(Sam) “N-nothing important. That is, I heard a good deal about a ring, and a Dark Lord, and something about the end of the world, but… please, Mr. Gandalf, sir, don’t hurt me. Don’t turn me into anything… unnatural.”    and
 
(Frodo) “I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”   (Gandalf) “So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. There are other forces at work in this world, Frodo, besides the will of evil. Bilbo was meant to find the Ring. In which case, you were also meant to have it. And that is an encouraging thought.”
 
Best lines from The Two Towers: (Treebeard) “I always like going south. Somehow, it feels like going downhill.”    and
 
(Sam) “Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn’t. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.”   (Frodo) “What are we holding onto, Sam?”   (Sam) “That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.”
 
Best lines from The Return of the King: (Gimli, after Legolas’s oliphaunt takedown) “That still only counts as one!”    and
 
(Frodo, after the success of their quest) “I’m glad to be with you, Samwise Gamgee, here at the end of all things.”
 
 
Rank: 60 out of 60
 

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#6: Star Wars Trilogy (1977, 1980, 1983)

04 Wednesday Feb 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Drama, Sci-fi

(Well-known spoilers ahead)
 
In a galaxy far, far away,
The evil Empire holds sway.
As Darth Vader attacks,
Two robots make tracks
With plans, while the princess falls prey.
 
The humorous droids land unseen
On the desert world of Tatooine,
Where they are sold soon
To a boy of this dune,
Luke Skywalker, only nineteen.
 
A message on R2-D2
Sends Luke on a quick rendezvous.
Ben Kenobi tells him
Of his father’s fate grim,
Of the Jedi and lightsabers too.
 
When the Empire’s search has begun,
He and Ben and the droids have to run.
They arrange for a flight
With Han Solo, who might
Owe a crime lord a difficult sum.
 
The Millennium Falcon evades
The Empire’s fighter blockades
And heads for a sphere
That is no longer here;
The Death Star destroyed it in spades.
 
The Empire’s weapon surprises
The Falcon, which misjudges sizes.
From out of this mess,
They all save the princess,
Who helps as the group improvises.
 
Though Vader fells Ben with one blow,
The others escape even so.
The rebels afar
Plan to kill the Death Star
With a weakness, of which they now know.
 
Luke joins all the fighters’ attack
And shakes off the villain in black.
With a shot to the core,
The Death Star is no more,
And all rebels welcome them back.
_________________
 
On Hoth, Luke is met by a vision
Of Ben and is faced with decision.
On this planet of ice,
Rebels pay a dear price
As troopers attack with precision.
 
While most flee with Leia and Han,
Luke heads for where few men have gone;
A bog planet hides
Where old Yoda resides,
A great Jedi Master withdrawn.
 
As Yoda and Skywalker train,
The Falcon is running in vain.
At last, Han seeks out
An old friend with some clout;
This Lando seems suave and urbane.
 
When Vader appears to reveal
That he and Lando had a deal,
Luke’s friends are now bait,
And refusing to wait,
Luke disregards Yoda’s appeal.
 
In Cloud City, Solo is set
In carbonite for Boba Fett,
Who heads for the Hutt
To acquire his cut,
While Luke by Darth Vader is met.
 
Their duel ends when Vader unveils
That Luke is his son and prevails.
Confused in disgrace,
With a hand to replace,
Luke flees with his friends from his fails.
_______________
 
On Tatooine, Luke plans to save
Solo from a carbonite grave,
But Jabba intends
To watch both of their ends
And make Princess Leia his slave.
 
With Lando and Chewie’s assistance,
Our heroes escape and make distance.
Ere Yoda’s demise,
Luke then learns as he dies
Of another Skywalker’s existence.
 
His sister is Leia, he knows,
Who’s back with the Empire’s foes.
They learn a Death Star,
Though not finished so far,
Will soon be too great to oppose.
 
With Luke, they all land on Endor
To nix the shield, but not before
They’re caught unawares
By some wild teddy bears,
Ewoks, who help them with the war.
 
Luke faces his father, as well
As the Emperor, keen to compel
The boy to collide
With the Force’s Dark Side
And to watch them all die who rebel.
 
The battle below on the moon
Goes well for the rebels, who soon
Disable the shield
Ere their doom has been sealed
And find the moment opportune.
 
Both father and son fight once more,
But Luke has improved since before.
The Emperor pays
When his servant betrays,
And Vader’s no threat anymore.
 
The Death Star’s destroyed not too late,
And rebels at last celebrate.
Jedi will increase,
And, his father at peace,
Luke now has fulfilled his own fate.
__________________
 

In reviewing the original Star Wars trilogy, one of the most popular franchises of all time, I will do my best to avoid overusage of the words “iconic” and “classic,” even though nearly everything in these films fits those descriptions. Few movies have such a perfect blend of comedy, action, romance, and imagination, which have yielded such a widespread and devoted following and a universal appeal.

The first film was a bolt from the blue in 1977. My mom remembers seeing it on a recommendation, being surprised at a jam-packed theater, and being so captivated by this new level of cool that she returned to watch it 7½ more times (yes, she once paid to see only half of it; that’s all she had time for one afternoon, and that was better than not seeing it at all). Every aspect of George Lucas’s brainchild exemplifies those two words I mentioned earlier: the commanding presence and deep voice of Darth Vader (surprisingly, James Earl Jones was not credited on the first two films’ initial release), the endearing companionship of R2-D2 and C-3PO, Kenobi’s wise introduction of various mythic elements like the Force and lightsabers, the astounding size and power of the Death Star, the roguish appeal of Han Solo (the role that made Harrison Ford a true movie star), the danger and humor of their rescue of Leia, the trigger-happy escape that makes one wish for an arcade, and the explosive finale. Plot points and individual scenes have become so ingrained in popular culture that their parodies and homages are more ubiquitous than even those of The Wizard of Oz and other films that have been around much longer. Among the film’s most arresting aspects was John Williams’s music, the greatest movie score of all time. Without it (as well as the groundbreaking visual effects and Ben Burtt’s ingenious sound effects), Star Wars might have been simply a cute little sci-fi film, but the bombastic score is what truly earns it the title of space opera. By today’s standards, the characters and their interactions might be considered a tad cheesy, but like Indiana Jones, they tap into their creator’s love of pulpy adventures and are so much fun that viewers today merely enjoy the ride and quote the film verbatim. It made household names of Mark Hamill, Harrison Ford, and Carrie Fisher, and in my opinion, the original remains the best film in the entire saga.

Rarely are middle films the most popular, but The Empire Strikes Back has grown over the years to be the most esteemed of all the Star Wars films. It featured the memorable battle on Hoth, the introduction of wise outcast Yoda and dashing Lando Calrissian, the deepening of Han and Leia’s romance, and that classic shocker involving Luke’s parentage, a revelation so iconic that children today will be lucky if they can see the original surprise before some all-too-common spoof (there, I used them just once). As lauded as Empire Strikes Back is, I hold an unpopular opinion: it’s my least favorite of the original trilogy. Perhaps it is carryover from my mom recounting how she was disappointed when she first saw it, with the cliffhanger ending followed by three years of waiting, but I prefer the first and third films. Its darker tone doesn’t carry quite as much humor as its predecessor, and Luke’s training with Yoda slows everything down, even if it’s a necessary step in his progress as a Jedi. Plus, not once, not twice, but three times does the hyperdrive fail to work, a fact that allows for a great climax but a less-than-pleasing middle. I know practically everyone else disagrees, but that’s my opinion. It’s still a fantastic film that thickens the epic plot and relationships to unparalleled new levels; I just like Episodes IV and VI a bit better.

Why is Return of the Jedi just a little better? It’s not simply because of the presence of the satisfying conclusion, but the absence of any inner dislike on my part. Just as I didn’t mind Jar Jar Binks in The Phantom Menace, I don’t mind the Ewoks of Endor, who, compared with Binks, actually serve a purpose and manage to be more than just cutesy sidekicks. With all the weird and quirky aliens seen in Mos Eisley and Jabba’s palace (some of which are admittedly silly), I don’t understand why the Ewoks supposedly detract from the picture. Their primitive warfare with the Empire’s walkers creates some cheer-worthy victories; so what if they’re cute too? The slowness on Dagobah is kept to a minimum, and the film as a whole seems much more exciting than Empire. The battle on Jabba’s sail barge is one of the best, while the speeder chase through the forest is the most thrilling sequence of the whole film. (That chase also features an old-fashioned film technique at its best; the high-speed race through the trees was filmed by a camera just slowly advancing through the woods, which was then sped up for the finished product.) In the end, what this film and basically the whole saga is about is the fall and redemption of Anakin Skywalker, and, even though he had been solely villainous before Episode VI, even disregarding his depicted fall in the prequels, I actually felt sorry for Darth Vader. That’s one aspect that George Lucas definitely succeeded in; Luke’s confrontation with the Emperor and Vader’s subsequent salvation are what all the other films prepare and anticipate, a sad yet satisfying climax for one of the best trilogies of all time.

Who would have guessed that a cool idea in the mind of a young filmmaker would blossom into such a monumental success of a franchise? It’s not yet over too; by the end of this year, we’ll have the beginning of the next chapter in the Star Wars cinematic universe, courtesy of J. J. Abrams. Based on his work with Lost and Star Trek, I have high hopes for The Force Awakens this December. There’s nothing quite like the original films, though, with Luke Skywalker, Han Solo, Princess Leia, R2-D2, Darth Vader, characters as endlessly watchable as they are iconic (I couldn’t help myself).

Best line from Star Wars (could have been the whole script): (Han Solo and a general) “May the Force be with you.”
 
Best line from The Empire Strikes Back (could have been most of the script): (Darth Vader) “If you only knew the power of the Dark Side. Obi-Wan never told you what happened to your father.”   (Luke) “He told me enough! He told me you killed him!”   (Vader) “No. I am your father.”
 
Best line from Return of the Jedi: (Han Solo, captured by Jabba) “How we doin’?”   (Luke) “Same as always.”   (Han) “That bad, huh?”
 
 
Rank: 60 out of 60
 

© 2015 S. G. Liput

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#10: Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade (1989)

28 Wednesday Jan 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Action, Fantasy, Thriller

Indiana Jones is back to find the Holy Grail,
His father Henry’s disappeared but left a learned trail.
When Walter Donovan commissions him to seek it out,
Jones finds the journal of his father, bookish and devout.
 
In Venice, Dr. Elsa Schneider joins him to assist,
For underneath a library, dark catacombs exist.
They find a clue but barely flee the rat-infested tomb,
Before the fez men follow them and nearly seal their doom.
 
To Austria, they fly to find his father captured by
A group of Nazi Grail-pursuers in a castle high.
The pair of Joneses reunite and make the room combust,
But not before a revelation and betrayal of trust.
 
Two chases later, both of them head to the Middle East,
Where Henry’s captured on a tank and narrowly released.
The Canyon of the Crescent Moon is where their journey ends,
And Indy’s forced to find the Holy Grail as death portends.
 
Through deadly trials, Indy goes to claim the waiting prize,
And as the villains follow him, their choices are not wise.
Though history is lost, our heroes let it go, dismayed,
But ride into the sunset until their next escapade.
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I know most people tend to prefer Raiders of the Lost Ark, but for me Last Crusade is that rare threequel that surpasses the original. It borrows the best elements from Raiders: a Biblical MacGuffin, a booby-trapped temple, Nazis as the villains, Sallah and Marcus Brody, and a gruesome (though not as gruesome) death for the villain.

What puts Last Crusade over its predecessor, though, can be summed up in two words: Sean Connery. Harrison Ford is always a blast as the famous title character, but to make his father a mild-mannered James Bond ups both the heart and the humor. Rather than being the unflappable hero of the first film, Indy has a mental match in his estranged father, who may lack the level-headed physicality but is more like his son than either recognize. Henry Jones, Sr.’s dedication to his work made him a distant, poor father, but his son clearly inherited a similar commitment, not to mention his womanizing tendencies. Putting them together allows for some humorously contentious dialogue and some realistic father/son moments ranging from disapproval to grief to shared devotion.

Of course, this wouldn’t be an Indiana Jones film without some outstanding action sequences, and it doesn’t disappoint. While nothing quite matches the truck chase in Raiders, the film as a whole is a nonstop thrill ride, with ancient flammable crypts, speedboat chases, motorcycle chases, airplane chases, tank chases, and some clever booby traps to match the beginning of the first film. The opening sequence is a stroke of genius too; while not directly connected to the main plot, as are the beginnings of the other films, it gives an unexpected glimpse of Jones in his youth. River Phoenix pulls it off, with a comic-book-style train chase that offers action and some answers about Jones himself.

While the film may just seem like a series of chase scenes, it offers all the humor and twists of the original, just in a slightly more family friendly package. I especially like the scene in which the sole profanity is chastised by the elder Jones as blasphemy, one of the few instances in modern-day films where it is called out and condemned, allowing for a telling illustration of the differences between father and son. The final resolution of the quest not only confirms the authenticity of the sacred artifact in question (and the myths surrounding it) but contrasts the blind ambition of Elsa with the wiser discernment of the Joneses. Plus, it ends on the most perfect of perfect notes, a final ride into the sunset, a fantastic wrap-up for the franchise…oh, wait, yeah, there was that fourth movie. Still, this could have been an unparalleled conclusion.

Decidedly better than Temple of Doom and Crystal Skull and just a little better than Raiders, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade is one of the most enjoyable actioners ever made. While not quite as iconic as Raiders, it still remains influential, even for Spielberg himself, who used a similar motorcycle chase in his Adventures of Tintin. Though my VC pointed out that Last Crusade made a helpless tagalong out of Marcus Brody, who had more dignity in the first film, it doesn’t get much better than the dual star power of Ford and Connery.

Best line: (the butler) “This is a castle, and we have many tapestries, but if you are a Scottish lord, then I am Mickey Mouse!”   (Indy to Elsa, with Scottish accent) “How dare he!” [punches his lights out]

VC’s best line: (Nazi leader) “Dr. Jones?”   (Indy and Henry, simultaneously) “Yes?”

 
Rank: 60 out of 60
 

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