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#22: Heart and Souls (1993)

14 Wednesday Jan 2015

Posted by sgliput in Movies, Poetry, Reviews, Writing

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Comedy, Drama, Fantasy

A waitress, a singer, a thief, and a mother
Get onto a bus but don’t know one another.
That changes tonight when a bus accident
Deprives them of life, leaving no one content.
 
Remaining as ghosts, they are tied to a boy,
Newborn Thomas Reilly, their pride and their joy.
Yet as he grows up, his invisible friends
Perceive that their presence is starting bad trends.
 
They vanish from view, and through maddening years,
They wait in his shadow, where none interferes…
Until a bus driver arrives for the souls,
Explaining they should have all settled their goals.
 
Their unfinished business now has urgency,
And Thomas has no choice but help with their plea.
Meanwhile, relationship troubles persist,
Especially with all the ghosts in their midst.
 
A wrong now made right and a brave second chance,
A sudden reunion and broken romance
Fulfill everyone as the souls each depart
And Thomas decides to be true to his heart.
__________________
 

Have you ever gotten on a bus with a bunch of total strangers? Have you ever wondered what it would be like to spend eternity getting to know them, whether you liked it or not? I first saw Heart and Souls as a kid, enjoyed it tremendously, and then promptly forgot about it for some years. When I rewatched it more recently, I was surprised to find it just as funny and touching as I remembered it.

This was my first introduction to several famous actors, particularly Robert Downey, Jr. as Thomas Reilly. Though his career quickly went downhill in the subsequent years (before his triumphant comeback), Heart and Souls came right after his Oscar-nominated role in Chaplin and utilizes some of the slapstick talent he displayed in that film. His acting chops are obvious, as his character is forced to do impressions of his invisible companions when they take over his body, with hilarious results. All the other actors are in top form, including Elizabeth Shue as Thomas’s girlfriend Anne, Charles Grodin as timid would-be opera singer Harrison, Kyra Sedgwick as vacillating lover Julia, Alfre Woodard as devoted mother Penny, and Tom Sizemore as lecherous burglar Milo. Their interaction with each other is just one of the film’s strengths, since spending decades within ten feet of the same people would understandably wear on the nerves while also building unexpected friendships. Their relationship with Thomas is sweet throughout, whether entertaining him with “Walk Like a Man” as a child (played by Eric Lloyd, or Charlie from The Santa Clause) or berating his jerkish tendencies as an adult.

Though the transcendent impetus for their unfinished business may imply reincarnation or guardian angel fallacies, the film is not concerned with religion but rather with the ghosts’ unfinished lives. Each of them has something that would fulfill them, whether it’s realizing a dream or learning of those they left behind, and as each ambition is achieved, there’s a satisfying sense of accomplishment worthy of a triumphant cheer or a wiped-away tear. Heart and Souls is a film I will always be fond of, for it touches both heart and funny bone in all the best ways.

Best line: (Thomas, when Harrison assumes he will remain a failure) “No offense, Harrison, but you died a failure because you never tried.”

 
Rank: 59 out of 60
 

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#23: Pirates of the Caribbean (2003, 2006, 2007)

13 Tuesday Jan 2015

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Action, Disney, Drama, Fantasy, Romance

(Spoilers ahoy!)
 
Elizabeth Swann was a girl when there came
A boy from the ocean, Will Turner by name.
She feared him a pirate and took a gold coin
And hid it for years to protect him from shame.
When both are now grown with a love they won’t share,
The Commodore Norrington tries to declare
An offer of marriage she’s not quick to join,
Till Captain Jack Sparrow arrives debonair.
 
Locked up for his crimes, he’s surprised at the sight
Of his former ship, the Black Pearl, in the night.
Attracted by gold, the fiends capture Miss Swann,
Who lies to convince them to shove off forthright.
The Captain Barbossa abducts the lass too,
Revealing the curse on himself and his crew.
As they sail away, Will is adamant on
Releasing Jack Sparrow to hotly pursue.
 
Collecting a crew in Tortuga, Jack sails
For Isla de Muerta, where lies and betrayals
Come out and succeed in imprisoning Will,
While Jack and Miss Swann are marooned by details.
With Norrington’s aid, they return to save Will,
And swordfights galore offer many a thrill.
Barbossa is slain, and true love they fulfill,
While Jack takes the Black Pearl to roam the seas still.
_______________
 
When Lord Cutler Beckett, for whom business reigns,
Desires Jack’s compass, he goes to great pains,
Convincing first Will, then Elizabeth too,
To find Jack or else be committed to chains.
While Jack’s being Jack, he is shocked at a guest,
Old Bootstrap Bill Turner, Will’s father oppressed,
Who says Jack must pay up the debt that is due;
For now Davy Jones wants his soul on request.
 
Jack flees to an island, which Will also finds,
Where cannibals threaten with changeable minds.
Escaping the danger, they take a detour,
And witch Tia Dalma lends help of all kinds.
Jack haggles with Jones for the sake of his soul
And buys three more days at a difficult toll.
Tortuga yields souls, since they needn’t be pure,
While Will gives his father a promise and goal.
 
Jack finds Norrington and Elizabeth Swann,
Both desperate but willing to quickly move on,
For Jones’s live heart beats within a locked chest,
And he who should find it could make him a pawn.
The chest is discovered, but fighting begins
‘Twixt Norrington, Jack, and Will, none of whom wins.
As Jones’s own crew arrives at his behest,
The heart’s snatched to make up for Norrington’s sins.
 
As Jack tries to run, Jones awakens his pet,
The Kraken, to finally settle the debt.
His crew fleeing, Jack has no choice but to stay;
His unwilling sacrifice might end the threat.
With Jack and the Black Pearl devoured away,
The heart is Lord Beckett’s, to Jones’s dismay.
A plan to bring Jack back is soon underway,
With help from an old foe, whom death could not stay.
_________________
 
As Beckett is wiping out all buccaneers,
Assisted by Jones and his heart-involved fears,
Barbossa and friends are in far Singapore
In search of a map to the final frontiers.
With help from Sao Feng, one of nine pirate lords,
They head for the edge, after drawing their swords.
In Davy Jones’ Locker, they find Jack ashore,
Where he is kept company by crabby hordes.
 
So, one green flash later, there’re lies and betrayal
With Sao Feng and Beckett and all who set sail.
They learn that Calypso was Davy Jones’ lover,
A sea god imprisoned with flesh as her jail;
Barbossa will free her to aid in their plight.
Elizabeth’s made pirate lord in the night.
To Shipwreck Cove, all of the pirates take cover,
Debating on whether to lie low or fight.
 
Elizabeth’s named as the new Pirate King,
Deciding their one hope is swashbuckling.
They set free Calypso, who’s in a bad mood,
For Jones once betrayed her, a deep-seated sting.
The Pearl and the Dutchman engage in a storm,
A gift from Calypso, now back in true form.
Jack goes for the heart, that the fight may conclude,
Though he who kills Jones must his duties perform.
 
The maelstrom keeps raging amid the bloodshed.
While fighting, both Will and Elizabeth wed.
Though Jack had intended to finish the heart,
Another has more need for Davy Jones dead.
The tables are turned as the cannons restart,
And Lord Cutler Beckett’s own plans fall apart.
While true love endures, Sparrow’s shipmates depart,
But Jack’s well-prepared for a new course to chart.
____________________
 

With all the uninspired movies reading “based on a video game,” who could have foreseen that a series of swashbuckling greatness could be derived from a theme park ride? Pirates of the Caribbean was certainly a surprise when The Curse of the Black Pearl came out over a decade ago, but subsequent viewings have only raised my opinion of this action-packed, often convoluted franchise. Don’t bother with On Stranger Tides, though; it’s just not the same.

The Curse of the Black Pearl is the one that started it all, one of the few modern films to effectively introduce an instantly iconic character, Captain Jack Sparrow. Johnny Depp has always been drawn to the weird and eccentric, and his career has fluctuated wildly because of it; but here he hit his ideal stride and earned a Best Actor nomination for it. Sparrow is dashing, cunning, a bit creepy and disgusting, yet strangely alluring in a grimy sort of way, usually one step ahead of the rest, full of comic bravado and a latent good heart. He steals every scene while complementing all the other actors, like Orlando Bloom’s Will Turner and Keira Knightley’s Elizabeth Swann, semi-iconic characters in their own right. Their love story has its predictable ups and downs but also possesses that epic romantic quality that eludes many other films. A good villain always improves a film, and Geoffrey Rush is one heck of a pirate. His sneering negotiations and ruthlessness make him a memorable antagonist, and the creepy but incredible skeleton curse just augments the menace of him and his crew. Add in some powdered wigs, wondrous sword fights, clever dialogue, Oscar-nominated special effects, and one of the greatest scores of all time by Klaus Badelt (seriously, no other score captures and enhances the spirit of the film itself as this rip-roaring soundtrack, taken over by Hans Zimmer for the sequels), and Disney had a winner on their hands.

I don’t know how the filmmakers did it, but Dead Man’s Chest ups the ante in every way and remains the only Pirates film to win an Oscar, for Best Visual Effects. It introduces yet another historic villain in the form of Bill Nighy’s squid-faced Davy Jones and, to a lesser extent, Tom Hollander’s Godfather-like Lord Cutler Beckett with his obsession with “business.” This second film is the king of set pieces, varied, outlandish, and absolutely awesome! From the swinging cages on Pelegosto to the Kraken’s attacks to the astonishing three-way water-wheel duel, Dead Man’s Chest is replete with some of the best action sequences I’ve seen. As pure entertainment, it’s a twisting, crowd-pleasing thrill ride with a jaw-dropping surprise ending that left everyone in the theater clamoring for more.

When they finally got more, some may not have been entirely satisfied. Shot back-to-back with its predecessor, At World’s End has much of what made the first two great (the characterizations, breathtaking action on an even larger scale) but mixed with an unfortunate bloatedness. Even after several viewings, the film can seem like an overstuffed mess, with loads of conflicting motivations, changing allegiances, mythic plot devices, and ship-hopping. It all evens out by the finale, but the middle of the film is unnecessarily confusing. Plus, Jack’s eccentricities are morphed into full-fledged bizarreness, with strange visions of the afterlife adding nothing to the plot and scenes of multiple Jack Sparrows thrown in seemingly just for the sake of spending the film’s colossal budget. In addition, the expansion of Tia Dalma’s role brought out the fact that her Jamaican accent is incomprehensible at times; as with Yoda in The Empire Strikes Back, my VC couldn’t understand her the first time out. All that being said, ongoing viewings have increased my overall opinion of the film, including its bittersweet ending. The most impressive scene is easily the long final battle amidst a raging whirlpool that would put Charybdis to shame. As a stand-alone film, At World’s End is rather weak, but as an epic conclusion to the trilogy, it’s better than it seemed at first.

Though Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales is being shot now for a 2017 release, I doubt that Jerry Bruckheimer’s lightning will strike again, as it did with the original films, especially the first and second. Rarely have action, characters, music, and romance been combined into such an entertaining package. This year’s Tomorrowland seems to be Disney’s next shot at adapting one of their attractions, but it’s unlikely to compare to one of Disney’s most surprisingly successful franchises.

Best line from The Curse of the Black Pearl: (Captain Barbossa) “You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner.  You’re in one!”

Best line from Dead Man’s Chest: (Elizabeth) “There will come a time when you have a chance to do the right thing.”  (Jack) “I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.”

Best line from At World’s End: (Barbossa) “Aye… we’re good and lost now.”   (Elizabeth) “Lost?”   (Barbossa) “For sure, you have to be lost to find a place that can’t be found, elseways everyone would know where it was.”

 
Rank: 59 out of 60
 

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#24: Tarzan (1999)

10 Saturday Jan 2015

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Action, Animation, Disney, Drama, Family, Musical, Romance

(Best sung to “Son of Man”)
 
To the jungle, humans come
And are challenged to survive;
Soon only a babe is left alive.
 
Then adopted by gorillas,
He is raised stalwart and strong,
Strong to face the jungle’s killers
And labor to belong.
 
Son of man and of primate,
Tarzan is amazed to see
Strangers like him who await
Sightings of gorillas roaming free.
 
When one is soon in danger,
He swoops in and rescues Jane,
Who’s enamored of this stranger,
This lord of his domain.
 
Tarzan is forbidden to
Put his family in harm’s way,
But he learns so much that’s new
That he sneaks away to Jane each day.
 
In trying to delight her,
The gorillas he reveals,
And wicked Clayton follows on their heels.
 
Though he thought to leave his homeland,
Tarzan returns to fight
And defend his friends and withstand
The poachers in the night.
 
Son of man and of primate,
Tarzan then is joined by Jane;
Ruler of the jungle great,
Tarzan will remain to yell and reign.
__________________
 

Sometimes cited as the last great film of the Disney Renaissance, Tarzan is indeed one of the most beautifully created animated films I’ve seen. It came out right when I was getting old enough to enjoy movies as more than just a juvenile distraction and was one of the first Disney films I fully understood. Oh, and it made me cry at the end. That’s always list-worthy.

Adapted from the character created by Edgar Rice Burroughs, Tarzan puts the Disney spin on its source material, with funny animal sidekicks and musical accompaniment, but it doesn’t feel as potentially incongruous as The Hunchback of Notre Dame. Rosie O’Donnell and Wayne Knight are ideal comic reliefs as Terk and Tantor, while the resonant voice of Brian Blessed adds an ingratiating menace to Clayton, who meets an unusually horrific end. (Then again, this is the studio that has smashed, dropped, disintegrated, eaten, shattered, dragged to hell, and shish-kebobed their other villains, so perhaps it’s not unusual.) Tony Goldwyn is rather average as Tarzan, aside from an outstanding yell, but Minnie Driver’s voice fits Jane perfectly, bookish and British. Not to mention, there’s Lance Henriksen as stern Kerchak and Glenn Close as Kala, who provides a touching example of adoption and maternal love.

No other Disney film matches the lush imagery of the African jungle, created with a pioneering and award-winning animation technology called Deep Canvas. As Tarzan swoops effortlessly through the trees, the bright foliage provides an incomparable living environment, put to good use in the often spectacular action scenes. Even the water has a uniquely fluid appearance.

Of course, I must mention Phil Collins’ remarkable soundtrack, one of my favorites of any Disney film. Though The Lion King had a couple songs performed by background singers, Tarzan stepped out of the box in having most of the music not sung by the characters. Phil Collins provides the vocals for the brisk and memorable montages, such as “Two Worlds,” “Son of Man,” and “Strangers Like Me.” The tender lullaby “You’ll Be in My Heart” won the Oscar for Best Original Song, and I was once temporarily obsessed with the percussion-filled “Trashin’ the Camp.” As kids, my cousin and I would play it over and over and over, just jamming and rewinding with glee.

Tarzan relies heavily on montages, but they are among its finest moments, allowing for much humor, heart, and character development in a short time. Unlike Atlantis: The Lost Empire, the language barrier is not simply written away but gradually lowered over time, and the believable romance between Jane and Tarzan is handled with particular skill and beauty. I know that Burroughs’ book is substantially different, but this adaptation carries all the emotion and grandeur of Disney’s best, including a bittersweet happy ending.

Best line: (Tantor, finally standing up to Terk) “That’s it! I’ve had it with you and your emotional constipation! Tarzan needs us, and we’re gonna help him! You got that? Now pipe down, and hang on tight! We’ve got a boat to catch.”

  
Rank: 59 out of 60
 

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#25: Les Misérables (2012)

10 Saturday Jan 2015

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Drama, Musical, Romance

(Best sung to “At the End of the Day”)
 
At the end of his sentence Valjean had grown bitter.
Nineteen years of unkindness had done him no good,
But a bishop understood
And presented Valjean with a blessing,
An example to do the right thing, whene’er he could,
With the faith he’s professing.
 
At the end of eight years, Valjean, never a quitter,
Has broken parole and become a town mayor.
Though a worker is dismissed,
He is much too distracted by tension
From the new chief of police Inspector Javert,
Who displays condescension.
 
At the end of a spiraling time of degrading,
The desperate Fantine’s at the end of her rope.
Though Javert shows no concern,
It’s Valjean who attempts to repair her,
But he too lets the world learn
Of the truth all because of an error.
But a promise he must obey
At the end of the day.
 
At the end of the day, Fantine’s daughter is lonely,
So Valjean becomes father to little Cosette.
Then in Paris they both hide, but Javert isn’t one to forget,
And Valjean’s always aware of this old threat,
As the years are progressing.
 
When Cosette is of age, per Valjean’s resolution,
A glance captures the heart of one Marius, who
Is devoted to fight in the new revolution,
As planned by his young and impractical crew.
 
When the fight starts to break out,
Amid jealousy, love, and betrayal,
Jean Valjean rescues the lad, ever devout,
With Javert on his trail.
 
At the end of the battle, Valjean is confronted
By the merciless man to whom mercy he showed.
Though Javert does what is right,
He can’t live with the law he has broken;
When Valjean makes his last flight
And his final goodbyes have been spoken,
In peace his soul will stay
At the end of the day.
______________________
 

As much as I love musicals, I truthfully have had little exposure to those productions restricted to the stage, and until Les Miserables was adapted to film, I had never heard its music, aside from “I Dreamed a Dream.” I was definitely missing out. The fantastic music alone is enough to make Les Mis list-worthy, but director Tom Hooper’s dramatization has all the artistry and exceptional acting to make it one of the greatest musicals ever.

I’m a bit puzzled that Les Miserables received mixed reviews upon release, with some viewers lauding its production values and acting while others could only complain. Staunch fans of the stage musical claimed the actors’ voices couldn’t compare to the great singers of past productions, and some cynical critics decried its melodrama and the gimmick of having the actors sing live, as opposed to relying on the usual pre-recorded tracks. One reviewer grumbled about a first half of actors who can’t sing and a second half of singers who can’t act. Open your eyes, people! Are a few flat notes really enough to overshadow such a powerful story of forgiveness, love, and triumph?

When my family and I saw Les Mis on Christmas Day, we had nothing to compare it to. Having since taken an interest in the music and having watched the 25th Anniversary Concert with Alfie Boe as Jean Valjean, I will admit that some of the voices are not up to the high standard set by the stage. Yet Hugh Jackman and Russell Crowe still excel with Oscar-worthy performances, and even if they’re straining during “Bring Him Home” or “Stars,” they both are entirely pleasant to the ear. Amanda Seyfried certainly hits the high notes for Cosette, and Eddie Redmayne is perfect in voice and emotion for the role of torn lover/revolutionary Marius. Samantha Barks had played Eponine in the 25th Anniversary Concert, and her performance here is just as excellent. Anne Hathaway earned a Best Supporting Actress Academy Award for her brief but incredibly moving role as Fantine, and though she was the target of some inexplicable hate, I think anyone who watches her rendition of “I Dreamed a Dream” again will remember why she deserved that Oscar.

As for the songs and lyrics, there’s not much I can say other than they are awe-inspiring. “At the End of the Day,” “Who Am I?,” “Red and Black,” “On My Own,” and “Empty Chairs at Empty Tables” are exquisite beyond words, and “Do You Hear the People Sing?” ends the film on an unparalleled note of magnificence. Even the Oscar-nominated new song for the film “Suddenly” fits in beautifully, fleshing out Valjean’s early relationship with Cosette in a way to which all parents can relate. My main complaint for the soundtrack and the film in general is the Thenardiers and their tavern showstopper “Master of the House,” which is unnecessarily profane in an otherwise devout story. As comic relief, Sacha Baron Cohen and Helena Bonham Carter do well, but I feel their characters’ presence is sadly degrading to the film for the most part. Yet even they play a role in creating my favorite song of the film “One Day More,” the culmination of all prior melodies. Every character takes part in making it truly glorious, one of the high points of musical cinema, period.

The story of Victor Hugo’s Les Miserables was excellent enough to already earn placement on my list in the form of the 1998 non-musical version with Liam Neeson, and the music is grand, sumptuous, and classic. Putting them together with some talented actors at their best created, in my opinion, the best film of 2012. Oh, that more musicals would reach the screen so majestically!

Best line:  (the Bishop, played by Colm Wilkinson, the original Jean Valjean) “But remember this, my brother, see in this some higher plan. You must use this precious silver to become an honest man. By the witness of the martyrs, by the Passion and the Blood, God has raised you out of darkness; I have bought your soul for God!”

 
Rank: 59 out of 60
 

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#27: Ben-Hur (1959)

07 Wednesday Jan 2015

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Beneath the mighty Roman yoke,
The Jewish people still invoke
The promise of a Christ to come
Who’ll save them from the Romans’ thumb,
And many eagerly provoke.
 
Returning to Jerusalem,
Messala comes to manage them
And reconnects with his old friend,
With Judah Ben-Hur to extend
A jilted offer to condemn.
 
Their friendship strained by Hur’s dissent,
It’s worsened by an accident.
While Judah’s made a galley slave,
His mother and his sister brave
Long years in prison and torment.
 
A naval battle frees Ben-Hur
By making him a rescuer,
And he becomes a Roman son,
Remembering the evil done
And vengeance promised to occur.
 
A skilled and lauded charioteer,
He goes back home to reappear
To cold Messala and demand
His family’s freedom close at hand,
But they are lepers, sparking fear.
 
Believing they are dead, no trace,
Ben-Hur competes within a race,
A chariot battle at high speeds.
Against Messala, he succeeds;
The fallen grieves him to his face.
 
He finds his mother and his sister,
Forced to live apart and fester,
And through mourning, he then tries
To seek out Jesus ere one dies,
At the urge of lovely Esther.
 
But the prophet is on trial,
Soon to die in savage style.
A kindness for which Hur once yearned
Is unexpectedly returned,
And healing springs from death worthwhile.
__________________
 

Hollywood still makes epics, even the Biblical kind it so enjoys messing up, yet all of the special effects and big names can’t compare with some of the best of yesteryear, especially 1959’s Ben-Hur, the first of only three films to win eleven Academy Awards. Indeed, this film that garnered one of the greatest Oscar sweeps of all time deserved every one; the sets, the scope, the emotions, the acting, the moral message are all conjured so impressively from the pages of Lew Wallace’s bestseller that no film has bested its number of Oscars, only equaled.

Coming only three years after Charlton Heston’s other Biblical epic The Ten Commandments, Ben-Hur weaves a story of lost friendship, vengeance, and redemption alongside brief but potent glimpses from the life of Jesus, whose face is shrewdly hidden, allowing the viewer to imagine his appearance as they will. Heston won Best Actor for his title role, which may not be as imposing as his turn as Moses but carries far more emotion. Unlike Cecil B. DeMille’s Exodus story, vain histrionics are kept to a minimum in favor of excellent dramatic acting from Jack Hawkins as Quintus Arrius, Stephen Boyd as Messala, Haya Harareet as Esther, and Oscar winner Hugh Griffith as Sheikh Ilderim. While the film is most notable for its action scenes, the character moments are often powerful; the scenes of mercy between Judah and Jesus are quietly profound high points.

Even so, the film boasts some of the most thrilling scenes of Hollywood’s golden age, full of magnificent sets, a cast of thousands, and some brief but unusually violent images for 1959. The galley battle is a vivid turning point for the film, creating both a provident moment of grace and a memorably rare depiction of ancient naval warfare. Of course, the film’s most intense sequence is the famous chariot race, about nine minutes of action filmmaking at its finest. The upcoming Ben-Hur remake will no doubt rely on CGI for this part, but the original is all the more monumental for its reality and lack of computer enhancement.

I don’t watch Ben-Hur but once a year typically, mainly because of its exhaustive length (over 3½ hours), but it will always be a milestone of epic cinema.

Best line: (Quintus Arrius) “In His eagerness to save you, your God has also saved the Roman fleet.”

 
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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#28: Star Trek (2009)

06 Tuesday Jan 2015

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Action, Drama, Sci-fi

In deepest space, a mining ship of Romulans comes through
A black hole leading to the past and starts to search for Spock.
The captain Nero opens fire upon a Starfleet crew,
And George Kirk fights unto the end to save his fleeing flock.
 
Years later, his son James has grown, a cocky, flirty punk,
And Captain Pike suggests to him that he could shoot for more.
Enlisting as a new cadet and never one to flunk,
He makes a name and breaks directives, making young Spock sore.
 
The Vulcan home world soon is under Nero’s swift attack,
And Starfleet empties to prevent this futuristic threat.
The Enterprise alone survives, but Pike can’t make it back,
And Vulcan is annihilated, making Spock upset.
 
An unexpected visit to a hostile sphere of ice
Acquaints young Kirk with Spock but older, from another time.
Explaining Nero’s animus and giving Kirk advice,
Spock sends him back with Mr. Scott to stop the next war crime.
 
As Nero’s ship is targeting the earth, Kirk takes command
And rallies his assembled crew to rescue it and Pike.
Another black hole’s opened that the foe cannot withstand,
And Kirk and friends are honored with a series you might like.
____________________
 

When Star Trek: Nemesis came out in 2002 and disappointed me and my VC for the most part, it seemed that Star Trek was over. Gene Roddenberry was dead; Captain Kirk was dead; Data was dead; and so was the franchise. So when a reboot was announced, I certainly had reservations, even though J. J. Abrams was at the helm (this was before I fell in love with Lost). What a surprise then that 2009’s Star Trek, with an almost completely revamped cast, remains my favorite Trek film thus far! Abrams actually pulled it off, a reboot so original and somehow familiar that it transcends most or all of its predecessors.

Who could possibly play Captain James Tiberius Kirk, other than William Shatner? Who could possibly play Mr. Spock or Dr. McCoy or Scotty without the entire performance feeling like a parody impression? Casting is everything here, and there isn’t one misstep. Chris Pine is the new Kirk; Zoe Saldana is the new Uhura; Karl Urban is the new real McCoy; and so on with Simon Pegg, Anton Yelchin, John Cho, and the amazingly Spockish Zachary Quinto. Even the supporting roles are well-cast, with Bruce Greenwood as a mentoring Captain Pike, Ben Cross as Vulcan father Sarek, and Winona Ryder as Spock’s sympathetic human mother. They all act akin to their previous incarnations, while embracing their own interpretation of the characters, all neatly explained by the conveniences of time paradox.

In addition to the up-and-coming young actors, the film as a whole carries a constant excitement, as if the filmmakers are like the audience in eagerly wanting to reach the next exhilarating set piece, chase, or battle. It all moves briskly, yet it excels at that elusive trait of the best Trek films, giving every character something important to contribute. Some critics pointed out the lack of consequences, such as failing to offer any tribute to the deaths of Kirk’s fellow Starfleet cadets massacred by Nero (a complaint the sequel remedied with just such a scene), yet it’s to the film’s credit that it can be enjoyed nonetheless. Not to mention, there’s some fantastic creature effects (it’s the only Trek film to win an Oscar, for Best Makeup), startling new technology, an underdeveloped but menacing villain played by a bald Eric Bana, a savvy script from frequent Abrams collaborators Roberto Orci and Alex Kurtzman, a brilliant Michael Giacchino score, clever referencing and explanations of past films and details, and a good deal of humor. If Abrams can do for Star Wars what he’s done for Star Trek, there is at least some hope left in this world.

Best line: (Scotty) “I told him that I could not only beam a grapefruit from one planet to the adjacent planet in the same system—which is easy, by the way—I could do it with a life form. So, I tested it out on Admiral Archer’s prized beagle.”
(Kirk) “Wait, I know that dog. What happened to it?”
(Scotty) “I’ll tell you when it reappears. Ahem. I don’t know, I do feel guilty about that.”
  
 
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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#29: The Chronicles of Narnia (2005, 2008, 2010)

05 Monday Jan 2015

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Action, Drama, Family, Fantasy

In World War II, the Pevensies
Are sent away with great unease.
Professor Kirke accepts them in,
To all four children’s sad chagrin.
 
When Lucy sights a wardrobe there,
She finds a magic portal rare.
A snowy wood and friendly faun
Await; to Narnia she’s gone.
 
Soon Edmund follows through, and then
The White Witch bids him come again.
When Susan enters too with Peter,
Narnia grows warm and sweeter.
 
Aslan has returned to mend;
The Witch’s reign is at an end.
Yet Edmund shocks them with betrayal,
And only death can death curtail.
 
The lion takes the traitor’s place
And dies in torment and disgrace.
Yet as the Witch’s triumph nears,
In greater strength Aslan appears.
 
The battle won, the White Witch slain,
The Pevensies are crowned and reign.
Their time within the wardrobe passed,
Their visit ends, but not their last.
_________________
 
In Narnia, for centuries,
The Telmarines have reigned with ease;
As King Miraz welcomes a son,
Prince Caspian is forced to run.
 
He calls to Narnia once more
The four great kings and queens of yore.
The Pevensies are shocked to find
How swifter time has been unkind.
 
As Caspian becomes allied
With native Narnians who hide,
The Pevensies arrive to aid
The rightful Prince with his crusade.
 
They fail with their preemptive raid,
Replacing Aslan with the blade.
Yet as the Telmarines attack,
The Narnians can’t hold them back.
 
Miraz and Peter hold a duel,
To thus decide who ought to rule.
When battle breaks out nonetheless,
Aslan assists in their distress.
 
With Caspian upon the throne,
Some Telmarines seek lands unknown.
The Pevensies must leave as well,
With more adventures now to tell.
___________________
 
When both Edmund and Lucy must
Go off to stay, to their disgust,
With haughty cousin Eustace Scrubb,
They grow to hate each slight and snub.
 
A sailing picture in their room
Begins to gush with ocean spume,
And they find Caspian, increased;
His Dawn Treader is sailing east.
 
They seek the special magic swords
Of seven former banished lords
To halt a threatening green mist
That no one knows how to resist.
 
As island dangers come and go,
The crew face risk and would-be foe,
From slavers to a golden thirst,
Temptations and a treasure cursed.
 
They reach the island of a star;
The final sword is none too far.
The mist lurks in an island dark,
Where nightmares terrorize their bark.
 
When Aslan peels the curse away,
The swords unite to end the fray.
Near Aslan’s land, upon the shores,
The children close the last of doors.
________________
 

I was introduced to C. S. Lewis’s Chronicles of Narnia rather late, not long before the first film came out ten years ago, but I immediately gobbled up the series and became a lifelong admirer of his literary achievement. Some fans of his work were left unsatisfied with the film adaptations, but I have always enjoyed them; even when they depart from the books, they retain the enchantment of Narnia and sometimes even improve on the source material, if only dramatically.

The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe is certainly the closest to the book, and much of its success hinged on the outstanding casting of the four Pevensie children. William Moseley as Peter, Anna Popplewell as Susan, Skandar Keynes as Edmund, and Georgie Henley as Lucy are all marvelous, especially Henley, the youngest and cutest of the child actors. Their wide-eyed awe at the world upon which they stumble captures the same wonder of discovery in the book, which the audience can more easily share with a visual wintry landscape. The music enhances the effect of astonishment and epic excitement, and though the special effects are a little inconsistent, they are much more diverse and imaginative than most fantasy films, especially during the battle scenes, and the film won the Best Makeup Oscar. Of course, the best character is the great lion Aslan, voiced magnificently by Liam Neeson, and though critics can nitpick over details in dialogue, his Christological qualities are powerfully portrayed in Aslan’s sacrifice for Edmund and ultimate defeat of evil. My VC and I are often touched deeply by the Stone Table scene. With live-action and vocal performances from other skilled actors like Jim Broadbent, Tilda Swinton, Ray Winstone, and a young James McAvoy as Mr. Tumnus, the entire film is magical and certainly worthy of Lewis’s novel. Finally, while all three films have songs worthy of my End Credits Song Hall of Fame, the first film has one of the best ever, Alanis Morissette’s beautiful “Wunderkind.”

Prince Caspian was a return to form for all involved but with a darker tone that left some viewers uncomfortable, as well as more supplementary content that angered the occasional devoted fan. I, for one, enjoy Prince Caspian more than the first film and even more than the book, which was comparatively less exciting. It possesses a better script and does feel more mature, for the characters themselves acknowledge how Narnia has become wilder and more dangerous from centuries of oppression. Again, one of its greatest strengths lies in its cast, including all the Pevensies and relative newcomer Ben Barnes in the title role. Plus, there’s a pre-Game of Thrones Peter Dinklage as Trumpkin, Warwick Davis as Nikabrik, Ken Stott (Balin from The Hobbit films) as Trufflehunter the badger, Eddie Izzard as a surprisingly well-realized Reepicheep, and a number of excellent Italian actors as the Telmarines, not least of which being Sergio Castellitto as King Miraz, who offers a different kind of menace than the White Witch. The film transforms the book’s brief mention of a failed attack into a fantastic castle invasion that may seem like filler but heightens the action and the tensions of all involved. Likewise, the proposal about resurrecting the White Witch is actually depicted, allowing Edmund a further chance to redeem himself. The book’s description of Peter and Miraz’s duel could have failed in the film adaptation but is brought to life with some marvelous camera work. By the time of the big battle, made more epic by the arrival of living trees, all the characters have come into their own, and the subsequent farewell is genuinely poignant. As someone who has not read the books, my VC was not bothered by the films’ additions and became deeply attached to the characters, being especially affected by the Pevensies’ bittersweet departure from Narnia.

The Voyage of the Dawn Treader almost didn’t happen, since Disney pulled out their involvement and 20th Century Fox and new director Michael Apted took over production. I’m glad it was made, but honestly it doesn’t quite compare with the previous two. At least Edmund, Lucy, Caspian, and Neeson’s Aslan return, but otherwise there’s a disconnect from its prequels. Simon Pegg is good but just different as the new voice of Reepicheep, and the special effects have a disparate and not always better appearance. Dawn Treader has always been my favorite of the books due to its episodic odyssey of a plot, but I see why changes were necessary for it to work as a film. Most of the islands are well-visualized, especially the island of the ridiculous Dufflepuds, but some of the happenings feel rushed. Even so, the need for a villain is well-placed in the Dark Island and the sea serpent from the book, and the finale is fittingly action-packed. I will say that Will Poulter is an excellent Eustace, properly insufferable at first and believably repentant by the end. The film does have moments of brilliance, particularly the final goodbye for Lucy and Edmund, which is even more sorrowful than in Prince Caspian, and thankfully includes one of the most obvious Christian hints from the book, Aslan’s other name.

The final scenes of Dawn Treader are quiet and emotional and might very well be the last we see of this incarnation of Narnia. The Silver Chair is supposedly on its way, but if they don’t hurry, Will Poulter will be too old and one of the few connections to the previous films will be lost by recasting Eustace. If it ever does happen, it will surely be even more different than Dawn Treader was. It amazes and angers me that the Harry Potter and Twilight series can get a movie made for each book, plus one, but the ultra-popular Narnia books are somehow being put on indefinite hold. I don’t know if this is because of its Christian roots and the difficulty of pleasing both secular and religious audiences, but it’s shameful. I can understand why coldly received fantasy adaptations like Inkheart, Eragon, and The Seeker never earned a sequel, but all three Narnia films were highly successful financially. Narnia deserves better.

Best line from The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe: (Susan) “It’s our sister, sir. Lucy.”
(Professor Kirke) “The weeping girl?”
(Susan) “Yes, sir. She’s upset.”
(Professor Kirke) “Hence the weeping.”
 
Best line from Prince Caspian: (Peter, while traveling) “That’s the trouble with girls. You can’t carry a map in your heads.”
(Lucy) “That’s because our heads have something in them.”
 
Best line from The Voyage of the Dawn Treader: (Lucy) “Will you come and visit us in our world?”
(Aslan) “I shall be watching you always.”
(Lucy) “How?”
(Aslan) “In your world, I have another name. You must learn to know me by it. That was the very reason why you were brought to Narnia, that by knowing me here for a little, you may know me better there.”
 
 
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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#30: The Family Man (2000)

04 Sunday Jan 2015

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Christmas, Comedy, Drama, Fantasy, Romance

Remember, Kate, when we were at the airport years ago?
How stupidly I left you for what job and wealth could bring?
I grew to be a true success, a businessman, a pro,
And never would have thought that I was missing anything.
 
But then a glimpse was given me, and much to my chagrin,
I found my happy, wealthy life replaced with kids and you.
I saw ourselves together, as what would or might have been,
But hated the suburban life I barely never knew.
 
Yet as I started seeing past the lack of cash and clout,
I saw the truer joys that I had not perceived before.
I wasn’t getting anywhere with how I’d whine and pout,
So I embraced this other life, despite my being poor.
 
Although I tried improving it, the truth I didn’t see
Is we indeed were happy in our own suburban way.
That’s when the precious, fleeting glimpse was taken back from me,
And left me now regretful of that dim departing day.
 
Please reconsider life and love and all that we could be;
Don’t make the same mistake I did; but hear, believe, and stay.
____________________
 

Sorry for the week-long hiatus. A family hospitalization called me away, but I’m back to finish the list!

My family received The Family Man on DVD as an unwanted gift, and it was some time before we finally got around to seeing it. I’m glad we did. Whereas It’s a Wonderful Life presented a terrible alternate reality to encourage George Bailey, The Family Man hinges on another “what if” situation that causes Jack Campbell to realize the importance of marriage and family.

Nicolas Cage is at his best playing Jack as both confident businessman and sullen dad/husband, and most of the humor comes from his reactions to the sudden change forced upon him. Likewise, Tea Leoni is perfect as his could-be wife Kate; her performance spans the expansive range of spousal emotions, from insistent anger to glum disappointment, all surpassed by a familial give-and-take warmth. Don Cheadle also has a low-key role as “Cash Money,” the unexplained angel(?)/representative that gives Jack the glimpse. Also, (Lost alert) the Chinese guy in the convenience store early on is Ken Leung, known to Lost fans as ghost hunter Miles Straume.

It’s amazing that a film that depicts all the headaches of married suburban life turns out to be a tribute and endorsement of such, insisting that truer happiness can be found in a kid-harassed New Jersey home rather than an expensive but lonely apartment suite. Some critics didn’t consider the film an affirmation of middle-class suburban joy, pointing to Jack’s constant dissatisfaction with his situation, even near the end. Yes, his former/real life had its delights, which he understandably misses, yet it is just as he recognizes the preferred pleasure of this “glimpse” that it is taken from him.

That’s another sticking point for some viewers: Whereas George Bailey was shown his alternate reality to cheer him about his own accomplishments and worth, “Cash Money” plucks Jack from his ignorant bliss with a glimpse he neither wanted nor seemingly needed, only to return him to a comparatively dismal life made empty by his supernatural intervention. To be honest, I see how that view could turn people off, yet Cash Money’s motivations seem benevolent (a cross in the background implies he might be angelic), and his presence is ultimately just a plot device to initiate Jack’s change. Even if Jack thought he was happy, the reemergence of Kate reopened the door he closed thirteen years prior and made a better life possible if only he would jump on the opportunity; the glimpse was the catalyst. Such is how I see the film, and such is how I believe it was intended to be interpreted.

(Clear spoilers in this paragraph) I would have only changed one thing, the very end. While Jack’s final plea is wonderful, not unlike Billy Crystal’s in When Harry Met Sally…, the open-ended conclusion bears wistful potential rather than complete satisfaction. There was a 2010 remake with Kevin Sorbo and John Ratzenberger entitled What If…, which strengthened the Christian resonances in the story but was clearly borrowed material. The one improved point was the final scene, in which a home video the main character had seen earlier was recreated, indicating that the life and children he glimpsed did indeed become reality. Such a scene may have been overly clear for a sometimes ambiguous film like The Family Man, but it would have been more satisfying.

Excellent modern Christmas fare, The Family Man is also the best film from director Brett Ratner (whom I have never forgiven for ruining X-Men: The Last Stand, which coincidentally also featured Ken Leung). The Family Man is a celebration of the fulfillment found in family, and a bittersweet reminder of what could be lost down the path not taken.

Best line: (Jack, at the end) “I don’t know, maybe it was just all a dream. Maybe I went to bed one lonely night in December, and I imagined it all. But I swear, nothing has ever felt more real. And if you get on that plane right now, it’ll disappear forever. I know we could both go on with our lives and we’d both be fine, but I’ve seen what we could be like together. And I choose us.”

 
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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#32: Driving Miss Daisy (1989)

25 Thursday Dec 2014

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When Miss Daisy’s car comes alive
And threatens her day to deprive,
Her son Boolie hires
The man she requires,
A black man named Hoke, who will drive.
 
Miss Daisy is opinionated
And wants things exactly as stated,
A faithful old Jew
Who resists what is new
And often leaves poor Hoke berated.
 
At last, she concedes to his aid,
For which Boolie sees he is paid.
As years pass away,
Hoke escorts her each day,
Ensuring that she is conveyed. 
 
Despite her pretentious reproach,
She bonds with the guide of her coach,
Who drives her about
And attempts to help out,
When old age and hatred encroach.
 
Her years leave Miss Daisy ablur,
And though Hoke no longer drives her,
He stays to attend
As her dearest best friend:
The old woman and her chauffeur.
_______________
 

Despite having several potentially Christmas-y films nearby on the list, none actually fell on December 25. Oh, well. Regardless, Driving Miss Daisy is a Triple A film (All About the Acting, though the AAA abbreviation is funny considering all the driving) if ever there was one, relying entirely on the amazing performances of Jessica Tandy and Morgan Freeman. Adapted from Alfred Uhry’s Off-Broadway play, the film retains Freeman from the original stage production and carries the same quiet, character-driven style and geriatric spotlight of another Triple A play adaptation On Golden Pond.

Jessica Tandy was 81 when she became the oldest Oscar winner, thanks to her portrayal of the uppity Miss Daisy, the kind of inflexible old woman who blames accidents on the car, freaks out over a missing can of salmon because it’s hers, and enjoys a nice home with a lifelong servant while taking offense at being called rich. She’s the kind of person who would, quite frankly, drive me nuts, but Morgan Freeman is the ideal companion for her, friendly, unassuming, and patient as Job. Though he lost Best Actor to Daniel Day-Lewis for My Left Foot, I do wish he had won. His folksy longsuffering becomes more and more sweet, as it progresses from just another job to a lifetime commitment on which Miss Daisy clearly relies, even if she would hate to admit it. By the end, the audience feels like they know these two dissimilar people far better than one might expect from a plot synopsis, and the film ends on a bittersweet but not morbid note, as if the writer was also too fond of the characters to let either go.

Dan Aykroyd found his best dramatic role and only Oscar nomination as Miss Daisy’s son Boolie, and Hans Zimmer’s score deserved a nomination it didn’t receive. If I had to criticize, I do wish that the progression of time had been made clearer, perhaps with subtitles explaining what year it is rather than small details, like a radio in the background, which are easy to miss. While Oliver! was the last G-rated Best Picture, Driving Miss Daisy was the last to be rated PG (though The Artist could have been rated such). While some have said it didn’t deserve to win Best Picture, I consider its simple, nuanced approach to characterization and unlikely lifelong friendships to be more than worthy.

Best line: (Idella, Miss Daisy’s maid) “I’m goin’, Miss Daisy.”
(Miss Daisy, from upstairs) “All right, Idella. See you tomorrow.”
(Hoke) “I’m goin’ too, Miss Daisy.”
(Miss Daisy) “Good!”
 
VC’s best line: (Idella, who gets some great lines, to Hoke) “I wouldn’t be in your shoes if the Sweet Lord Jesus come down and asked me himself.”
 
 
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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P.S. Merry Christmas to all you readers out there! And for those who enjoy sketch comedy and poetry adaptations, here’s something I came across on YouTube. Have a laugh!

#33: Oliver! (1968)

24 Wednesday Dec 2014

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Classics, Drama, Family, Musical

(Best sung to “Reviewing the Situation”)
 
Young Oliver Twist is a boy,
Orphanage-bound, just a boy,
Who one day attempts to step out and to beg for some more,
But all he receives from adults are insults and the door.
 
Then departing his situation,
He decides to make his way to London town,
Find his fortune and salvation,
And is welcomed gladly rather than put down.
He falls into the thieving crowd,
The drinking and deceiving crowd.
Old Fagin has been profiting
From all his boys’ pickpocketing.
Bill Sykes provides the bigger loot,
But Fagin fears the bigger brute.
Dear Oliver just tags along with them.
 
He’s caught by police for a crime,
But he’s released from the crime.
He is taken in by a rich man, his great-uncle in fact,
But Fagin and Bill will not risk the law he might attract.
 
They abduct him from his location,
And Bill’s girlfriend Nancy bears a guilty heart.
She tries risking Bill’s irritation
To return the boy before things fall apart.
Bill catches them before she can
And beats her, a remorseless man.
He knows police soon will arrive,
But they will not take Bill alive.
He takes the boy to see new heights,
But Bill’s undoing reunites
Young Oliver with happiness again.
_______________
 

As a lover of musicals, how could I not include one of the few to win the Best Picture Academy Award? I’ve enjoyed watching Oliver! since I was a kid, and I never tire of its alternately rousing and fun musical numbers and Onna White’s outstanding choreography, which was awarded a special Oscar as well. As an adaptation of a stage musical based on Dickens’s book Oliver Twist, the film hits all the right notes of the story while serving up memorable characters and some of my favorite stage songs.

Mark Lester is downright adorable as Oliver, and though his voice is weak (I’ve read he was actually dubbed by the musical director’s daughter), it captures his gentle fragility. Ron Moody originated the role of Fagin on stage, and he earned and deserved a Best Actor nomination for his sneaky yet strangely sympathetic performance. Jack Wild was also nominated for Best Supporting Actor for his role as the Artful Dodger; Harry Secombe is an excellent operatic Mr. Bumble; and Shani Wallis plays the lovely Nancy, emoting her inner conflict between doing the right thing for Oliver and submitting to her abusive man. Other adaptations have tried to make Bill Sikes intimidating, but Oliver Reed is the best, progressing from a stoic punk to a coldblooded murderer. Considering how fun most of the music is, the film’s climax is surprisingly tense (or maybe I’m just afraid of heights).

The Oscar- and Tony-winning score really is the best part. Because of it, Oliver! ranks among my VC’s top 20 movies; she once bought the soundtrack and the sheet music and even saw a dinner theater production. Most great musicals still have an occasional dud, but even the slower songs are excellent and further the story’s plot or emotional development. Some songs have the stage quality of being restricted to a single room, while others take full advantage of the space and freedom that musical cinema affords. The first song “Food, Glorious Food” begins the film on a somber high note, but the film’s grandeur truly begins with the sprawling welcome of “Consider Yourself,” which is a wonder of set design, choreography, and Oscar-winning direction. I always enjoy Fagin’s numbers, “You’ve Got to Pick a Pocket or Two” and “Reviewing the Situation,” while my VC is partial to Nancy’s, particularly “It’s a Fine Life” and the euphemistic “Oom-Pah-Pah.” My favorite, though, would have to be “Who Will Buy?” at the beginning of the second half, a gradually building, layered song which becomes another stunningly choreographed spectacle and which I’ve caught myself singing a few times.

One of the last great Golden Age musicals and the last G-rated Best Picture winner, Oliver! captures the unfair cruelty that was the point of Dickens’s novel, while balancing humor, tension, Oscar-worthy sets and costumes, and amazing music to create one of the finest musical adaptations.

Best line: (Oliver Twist) “Please, sir, may I have some … more?” (followed by Mr. Bumble’s) “More?!”

VC’s best line:  (a drunk Mr. Sowerberry, when Oliver’s cruel foster family have trapped him in a coffin) “Well, having a rest, Mr. Bumble?”  (Noah) “He’s sitting on Oliver.”  (Mr. Sowerberry) “Quite right, we must all sit on Oliver.”

  
Rank: 58 out of 60
 

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