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The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes (2023)

24 Wednesday Apr 2024

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(For Day 24 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was to borrow a line from an existing poem and take it in a different direction. Since this film has a direct connection to the poem “Lucy Gray” by William Wordsworth, I decided to start with the same opening line and use the same form.)

Oft I had heard of Lucy Gray:
Her story nearly myth.
We had few tales to light our day
Or dreams to bargain with.

Dear Lucy Gray endured the Games,
That much is widely known,
But as to any other claims,
They’re whispered when alone.

I’ve heard details that she was friend
To Coriolanus Snow,
The man who every year will end
Our children as a show.

It makes me worry how a man
Could dull his very heart.
Was Lucy Gray part of his plan?
And did it fall apart?

I cannot say, but still I hear
Of rumors in the night,
That Lucy Gray just may appear
And offer us a light.

I wonder who awaits that more,
The tyrant or the slave.
We all have things we’re waiting for
Along the road we pave.

Such stories make me want to pray
For nigh unlikely things,
To hail another Lucy Gray
And see what change she brings.
________________________

MPA rating:  PG-13

While The Maze Runner and Divergent struggled to match its success, there’s something about the world of The Hunger Games that stands out among young adult dystopia franchises. The concept of children being forced to kill each other for entertainment is not without precedent (ahem, Battle Royale), but the journey of Katniss Everdeen from tribute to freedom fighter is a special blend of sci-fi action and frighteningly plausible barbarism, with just the right amount of hope. It’s a testament to Suzanne Collins’s book series and their film adaptations that the world they create is able to sustain a prequel without it feeling like a cheap cash grab. Let’s just be glad it’s not a whole new trilogy.

As advertised, The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes is the origin story of Coriolanus Snow, the tyrannical villain played by Donald Sutherland in the original series. Proving that even dictators were young and hot once, “Coryo” is played here by Tom Blyth, who gives the future despot a fitting ambiguity between his tender side with his remaining family (Hunter Schafer, Fionnula Flanagan) and his growing ambition to rise above his peers. At the behest of the inventor of the Hunger Games (Peter Dinklage), the Capitol’s Academy class must serve as mentors for the upcoming Games, with Snow paired with District 12 musician Lucy Gray Baird (Rachel Zegler, never quite as compelling as Jennifer Lawrence). Eager to prove himself to the ruthless Head Gamemaker (Viola Davis), Snow conspires to keep Lucy Gray alive for both their sakes.

The first Hunger Games featured the 74th annual contest, so the pipeline of reaping children and training them into gladiator combat had been efficiently honed over decades by that point. In the prequel, it’s only the 10th Hunger Games, with the devastating war that prompted their creation still seared into most people’s memories. I found it fascinating to see the process Katniss experienced still in its infancy, with less refined technology and growing pains like defective drones for delivering resources to the arena. Being a tribute was not always glitz and glamor before the fighting began, and there were even vocal critics of the Games’ brutality, such as Snow’s close friend Sejanus (Josh Andrés Rivera).

The plot is broken up into three sections, and it does feel odd that the always thrilling Games make up more of a middle climax, kind of like the bomb testing in Oppenheimer, leaving the rest of the film to be potentially dull by comparison. Thus, it depends how interesting you find subtle treachery and questionable loyalties whether the latter third holds up without the action. I for one did still enjoy Snow’s gradual slide into Machiavellian deceit, as well as the little fan-service references to the other films. As for the ending, I don’t blame anyone for feeling unsatisfied by its open-ended lack of resolution, but the connection to Wordsworth’s “Lucy Gray” helped me appreciate its poetic mystique.

I mulled over how I would rank all the films with this new addition, and it would probably come in fourth, ahead of only Mockingjay – Part 1. (I loved how that film’s great “Hanging Tree” song found its origin in this film too.) That ranking speaks more to the strength of the other three movies since The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes has plenty of merits, including a strong tragic character arc, great actors adding to the story’s gravitas, and welcome development of the history and lore of Panem. It’s certainly the most musical of the series, with Rachel Zegler flexing her singing chops perhaps too often, but I didn’t mind that. It’s hard to say how well the film works for uninitiated audiences, but this ballad is an insightful expansion for franchise fans like me.

Best line: (Lucy Gray Baird, to her captors) “Nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping.”

Rank:  List-Worthy (joining the rest of the series)

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The Marvels (2023)

23 Tuesday Apr 2024

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(For Day 23 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was for a poem involving a superhero, so what better inspiration than an actual superhero movie?)

Never meet your heroes,
So the sayings go.
Let them be paragons up on their pedestal,
Marvels, Amazing, Fantastic, Incredible,
Always impressive and never forgettable,
Better the less that you know.

But given the chance to be heroes,
How can we resist?
To get a good look at the celebratory
Defenders of goodness in all of their glory,
The feet made of clay, just a little bit gory,
The things we would rather have missed.
That’s one idol less on the list….
_________________________

MPA rating: PG-13

I think it’s clear to everyone that Marvel has lost much of its former glory. Since Infinity War and Endgame, the MCU has been deluged with more content and yet seems to be suffering from diminishing returns with every new entry. All that said, I’m still 100% along for the ride and have found much to enjoy even in the lesser installments (not Thor: Love and Thunder, though).

The Marvels has clearly been set up over time, bringing together Brie Larson’s Captain Marvel/Carol Danvers with two characters established in Disney+ series: Jersey City fangirl and mutant Kamala Khan (Iman Vellani), who gained Green Lantern-ish abilities from a magic bangle in Ms. Marvel, and former S.W.O.R.D. agent Monica Rambeau (Teyonah Parris), the daughter of Carol’s Air Force buddy, who gained light-based powers from interacting with Scarlet Witch’s Hex field in WandaVision. Some may balk at the amount of non-movie homework needed on these characters’ backstories, but The Marvels is still a mostly fun romp without that prior knowledge.

For reasons thinly explained, all three of these heroines find themselves suddenly switching places whenever they use their powers at the same time, an inconvenient development since vengeful Kree leader Dar-Benn (Zawe Ashton) is intent on stealing the resources of other planets to save her homeworld. The character interactions are often the film’s greatest strength, since Carol and Monica have a shared and strained bond through Monica’s dead mother Maria. Meanwhile, Kamala brings the Peter Parker exuberance as a diehard fan of Captain Marvel, giddy to be working alongside her childhood hero.

I won’t deny that The Marvels has glaring weaknesses, mainly in its tonal shifts. It’s full of goofy moments (including a lame scene that feels like a little girl’s fantasy that she convinced the screenwriters to somehow work in), yet the battle with Dar-Benn involves world-ending consequences, making it rather egregious that one planet is written off as doomed and never mentioned again. Dar-Benn herself is quite a generic villain who hardly seems like she should be a threat considering what Carol was capable of in Endgame. And then there’s Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson), an always welcome presence yet wildly more lighthearted here compared with the serious version seen in the Secret Invasion series just a few months before this film’s release.

Yet despite its weak plotting and a villain plan ripped straight from Spaceballs, I still am a sucker for Marvel’s brand of superheroics. The idea of characters swapping locations, even across the galaxy, is a fun concept well-utilized for both humor and action. Larson is still only moderately interesting as a protagonist, even with Parris for dramatic support, but Vellani is a joyful addition to inject levity where needed, and I liked how her family was kept around for laughs as well. And while it can border on cringy, the goofiness reaches its crescendo in a marvelously absurd sequence in the climax set to a Broadway showtune that had me giggling uncontrollably.

It is disappointing that The Marvels was such a comparative bomb for the MCU, the only entry to not earn back its budget. It definitely feels like a half-baked effort that could have used more time in development, but it’s still a likable and entertaining comic book movie with a healthy dose of girl power. Others may abandon ship, but there’s enough good still to keep me on board until the MCU finds its footing again.

Rank:  List Runner-Up

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Hollow Man (2000)

19 Friday Apr 2024

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(For Day 19 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was for a poem about what haunts us, or rather what hunts us.)

The eyes that hide in broad daylight,
Assured that none will spot them….
The lips that curl just out of sight,
At ease since no one’s caught them…
The mind that’s sick and quick to spite
A people that forgot them…

The hands that crave a heedless neck
And wait for chances hidden…
The fiends of windowsill and deck
Who disappear unbidden…
That one fool time I fail to check,
To watch my back but didn’t…

The hate that hunts and takes in trade
Our frail serenity…
Disquiet’s grip that doesn’t fade
When I’m alone and free…
The things that make me most afraid
Are things I cannot see.
________________________

MPA rating:  R (mainly for violence)

Before 2020’s The Invisible Man reminded audiences what a nightmare an invisible menace would be, Hollow Man gave us a more conventional thriller version of such a story. Kevin Bacon plays Dr. Sebastian Caine, an egotistical scientist working on a secret military project for invisibility, and, after dozens of animal tests, he takes the unauthorized risk to try it on himself. When the attempt to make him visible again fails, he finds a disturbing freedom from morality in being able to do whatever he wants unseen, worrying his ex-girlfriend (Elizabeth Shue) and her colleague/lover (Josh Brolin).

Owing much of its science-run-amok plot to The Fly, Hollow Man fell in that turn-of-the-millennium period when CGI was still a wonder even when it would be considered unpolished by today’s standards. The scenes of Bacon and a gorilla gradually shifting their transparency one organ at a time is still rather impressive and feels like a leap in visual effects around which the rest of the film was built. The acting is merely serviceable, but director Paul Verhoeven, aiming to make a more palatable mainstream movie, pulls off some effective chills and thrills once Sebastian goes into predictable slasher mode. It’s entertaining, but it can’t quite escape its innate cheesiness, especially when compared to the 2020 Invisible Man.

Best line: (Sebastian) “It’s amazing what you can do… when you don’t have to look at yourself in the mirror anymore.”

Rank: Honorable Mention

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Dune: Part Two (2024)

14 Sunday Apr 2024

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(For Day 13 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was both general and specific, a poem playing with rhyme and based on a “word bank” of various types of words. Taking inspiration from this recent sequel, my words included “glare,” “rumble,” “parched,” “reek,” “worm,” “divine,” and “save,” and I tried out an alternating rhyme scheme I found rather challenging. It’s imperfect but maybe that’s for the best.)

From space, the occupiers came
To reap what they had never sown,
Their every footfall laying claim
And conquering an empty throne.
Or so they thought and sought to tame
This planet, stark and harsh and parched,
But everywhere the jackboot trod,
The sands would cover where they marched.
Awaiting their crusading god,
The natives hid from wanton force.
Invaders rarely spare the rod
Nor care enough to alter course
Nor wait for saviors come to save,
And so they spread their tyrant reek
And swept the desert like a wave,
A deadly game of hide and seek.
Wherever eye could bear the glare,
They flaunted strength upon the weak
Who lived off prophecy and prayer.

But even worms will one day turn
When hatred hounds the hot and humble.
Can you feel their rancor burn,
Sense immense commencing rumble
Of the conquered, quick to learn
The ways by which a war is waged?
Plunderers, your plunder’s mine,
I’m the one at whom you’ve raged,
One who broke your sandy line,
Tore your plan for us to shreds.
Believe it human or divine,
I bring justice on your heads.
____________________________

MPA rating:  PG-13

As a huge fan of science fiction, I should love Dune. I rewatched Part One of Denis Villeneuve’s adaptation of the famed Frank Herbert novel, and I was struck a few times by the thought “Maybe I ought to add this to my list of favorites.” The sheer magnitude and impeccable quality of the Dune universe is a marvel to behold, yet for some reason, the story still doesn’t fully connect with me. I was hopeful that Part Two might change that, providing a fitting conclusion to the epic journey of Paul Atreides.

Picking up directly where Part One ended, Paul (Timothee Chalamet) and his Bene Gesserit mother Jessica (Rebecca Ferguson) are taken in by the desert-dwelling Fremen after the Atreides have been wiped out by a Harkonnen ambush. Soon, rumors spread through the Fremen that Paul might be the Lisan al Gaib, the promised messiah destined to lead them to prosperity and freedom, rumors lent credence by how easily Paul adapts to their lifestyle and the riding of the giant sandworms. As he falls in love with Fremen warrior Chani (Zendaya, finally getting more screentime), Paul must grapple with whether or not to embrace the mantle of messiah, if only to take revenge on the Harkonnens.

From Arrival to Blade Runner 2049, Denis Villeneuve has truly distinguished himself as the king of serious sci-fi and one of the finest directors working today. Dune: Part Two is further proof of his talents, continuing the same high quality of Part One and delving deeply into its themes of predestination, Machiavellian control, and religious fervor, which were mostly lost in translation in the 1984 David Lynch adaptation of Dune. (My VC is still very fond of that one for some reason.) That film presented Paul as the actual Fremen messiah, no questions asked, while Villeneuve’s version casts doubt by exploring how the Bene Gesserit have been manipulating such savior myths for centuries, now pushed onto Paul by his mother and unborn telepathic sister. It was interesting how the psychotic Harkonnen champion Feyd-Rautha (an unrecognizable Austin Butler) was shown to be part of these machinations, and quite a few details of the storyline and politics were definitely lost on me in the 1984 film’s speedrun through the plot while being properly fleshed out here and even diverging by the end.

There’s absolutely a place for Dune in the annals of top-tier sci-fi, but for all its deep world-building and desert spectacle, I still admire it more than I actually like the story. With Paul as its potential false prophet protagonist, it’s a subversion of the typical hero’s journey that leaves no one happy by the end, though I am still intrigued to see what the planned third film adapting Dune: Messiah would do, since I’m not at all familiar with what lies beyond the first book. With Oscar-worthy production values, excellent acting, battle scenes on a grand scale, and an ending that gives more finality than Part One while also leaving the door wide open for more, Dune: Part Two stands apart and above any recent film vying for the descriptor of “epic” and delivers exactly what its fans would want. I want to love it more and perhaps I will with time, but I can certainly praise its merits all the same.

Best line: (Paul Atreides) “He who can destroy the thing has the real control of it.”

Rank:  List Runner-Up

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Godzilla Minus One (2023)

04 Thursday Apr 2024

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(For Day 4 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was to draw inspiration from the quirky natural phenomena detailed in the 1958 book The Strangest Things in the World, such as “Uganda’s Miniature Dinosaur,” “Enigma of Evolution,” “The World’s Biggest Sneeze,” and “The Forest that Time Forgot.” What could be stranger than a dinosaur in the present day?)

We talk of chickens, geckos, gators
Like they’re mini-dinosaurs,
DNA perpetuators
Winning evolution’s wars.

Look at what they’ve lost, however,
Dwindling to humans’ scale.
Those survivors truly clever
Never would have grown so frail.

Something dodged the diminution,
Surely kept its ancient reign,
Some enigma evolution
Cannot fathom to explain.

The biggest teeth to leave man shaken,
Biggest sneeze and appetite,
The biggest ire none should waken,
Gorged on centuries of spite.

Where this scourge of sighs is lurking,
Deep where time itself forgot,
None can say; its guise is working.
Pray it never leaves the spot.
___________________________________

MPA rating:  PG-13

If someone had told me last year that one of my favorite films from 2023 would be a Godzilla movie, the 37th Godzilla movie at that, I would never have believed it. I’ve only seen a handful of the more modern versions of the beloved monster, including two of Legendary Pictures’ American films and Hideaki Anno’s Shin Godzilla. The latter film was praised by fans upon release, who indicated it was a step above the typical cheesy destruction of the older movies, and while it was good, it still had some cringey effects and lackluster scenes. So when similar rumbles of “dude, this is good” started to spread about Godzilla Minus One, I didn’t fully believe them. Yet as weeks passed, practically everyone who saw it seemed to be singing its praises until I finally relented and caught a late screening of the black-and-white rerelease, Godzilla Minus One/Minus Color. And I must admit, dudes, it is good.

In contrast to the worldwide monster-hunting organizations of other Godzilla movies, Minus One goes back to the creature’s roots, representing the threat of nuclear destruction in Japan shortly after the end of World War II. Yet allegory and disaster porn can only carry a film so far, and this film finally manages to tell a compelling human story in the shadow of its titan. That story belongs to Kōichi Shikishima (Ryunosuke Kamiki), a kamikaze pilot who bears the shame of having survived what should have been glorious death for his country. After yet another close encounter saddling him with even greater survivor’s guilt, he returns to civilian life, trying to pick up the pieces of his hometown devastated by the war. With time, he finds a semblance of normalcy alongside a woman (Minami Hamabe) and a little girl (Sae Nagatani), lone survivors like him, yet his PTSD strains his relationships and self-worth. When he and a crew of mine disposal sailors encounter a certain overgrown lizard, the survival of both his nation and makeshift family are threatened.

It’s hard to pin down why Minus One succeeds where others are “just another Godzilla movie.” Usually, they throw in a threatened family to garner audience sympathy, but it never goes as deep as Shikishima’s trauma and the natural way he bonds with others while grappling with it. Beyond that, Godzilla himself is far from a zipper-backed suit, but a hulking CGI monstrosity that becomes genuinely scary as we see the scale of destruction he can muster, with innocent civilians utterly powerless beneath him. He’s truly a monster and a force of nature, hardly the benevolent protector from the American version. While I tend to think Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 deserved the prize a little more for the extent of its CGI, I was not upset when Godzilla Minus One managed to win the Oscar for Best Visual Effects, a first for Japan reflecting how impressive the film is despite a piddling budget compared with Hollywood’s blockbusters.

If ever a film proved how a good story and characters can refresh a well-trodden franchise, Godzilla Minus One deserves that claim. Its themes of survival and endurance denounce the culture of death that Japan had become during the war, and put Shikishima’s struggle on a level beyond a single man’s battle. The ending even brought a tear to my eye, and I’ve heard stories from others who said they wept in the theater. A crowdpleaser to rival any American production, Minus One was the biggest pleasant surprise the cinema has given me in a while, and even if I consider it a fluke for the Godzilla series (please don’t let a sequel ruin things!), I’m grateful for it.

Best line: (Noriko) “Is your war finally over?”

Rank:  List-Worthy

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The Invisible Man (2020)

20 Monday Nov 2023

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Do you feel a chill that warns “Beware”?
Are you not alone when no one’s there?
To be a human is to err,
So surely I am wrong.

Do things just move all on their own?
Is every creak a new doubt sown?
It’s obvious that I’m alone,
So surely I am wrong.

Are muscles tightened like a spring?
Do you detect some unseen thing?
But no one else is noticing,
So surely I am wrong.

But there it is again, you hear?
The subtle sound of someone near.
I’m waiting like a staring deer
For someone, something to appear.
The eye will lie, but trust the ear;
It knows it when the coast’s not clear.
Am I unstable if I fear
What no one else confirms is here?
Am I to trust the ones who jeer
And say that I’m a fool to fear?
I’m not a fool! I know it’s near,
So what if you are wrong?!
___________________________

MPA rating:  R (for language and violence)

I’m a little disgusted with myself for having four different scary movies lined up for October and then not getting to review any of them before Halloween. But “better late than never” has become the new mantra for this blog. I had heard good things about The Invisible Man, a February 2020 release that managed to make a decent splash before COVID shut down Hollywood releases. The concept of invisibility has never had quite the punch of monsters like vampires and werewolves, but this film proves how nightmarish it can be in the wrong hands.

This latest incarnation of The Invisible Man makes some clever changes to the typical H.G. Wells story of a mad scientist creating an invisibility serum, instead focusing on one of his victims before he ever acquired such a power. Elizabeth Moss gives an outstanding and honestly Oscar-worthy performance as Cecilia Cass, the battered girlfriend of possessive optics genius Adrian Griffin (Oliver Jackson-Cohen). When she flees his clutches and goes into hiding, Cecilia is startled to learn of his apparent death, only to then be haunted by an increasingly violent invisible force that makes everyone around her question her sanity.

The voyeuristic nature of invisibility has precedents, such as in 2000’s Hollow Man, but this film puts Cecilia’s relationship trauma and the stalker-ish behavior of a vengeful lover front and center. The concept of gaslighting has become more prominent (and misused) in our Internet age of misinformation and manipulation, but its use here mirrors the origin of the word, the 1944 film Gaslight where a cruel husband psychologically torments his wife to make her go insane. Luckily, Elizabeth Moss is an expert at acting crazy and more than delivers in her arc from battered victim to helpless prey to empowered avenger. Aldis Hodge as Cecilia’s supportive friend and Michael Dorman as Adrian’s smarmy brother fill their roles well, but this is Moss’s film through and through. To match her, the villain is brilliantly depicted as a faceless aggressor before his “death,” only for that faceless aggression to take a new unseen form that threatens to make its presence known through violence at any moment. Not knowing where he is remains key to the film’s ever-present tension, making the moments when we do know stand out even more.

Between expert performances and Leigh Whannell’s stylish direction, The Invisible Man is an instant horror classic and possibly the best use of invisibility in the genre. That said, the villain’s choices start to break down near the end, and it does get a bit overlong, continuing beyond the expected climax to try gaslighting Cecilia, as well as the audience, even more. The actual ending still works, just taking a more uncomfortably personal turn than an action scuffle and leaving open a window for theorizing and sequel potential. In contrast to the gorefests I try to avoid (though this film does have its brutal moments), I subscribe to the horror principle that what you don’t see is often scarier than what you do, and The Invisible Man uses that rule to its advantage while applying it to an all-too-realistic scenario.

Best line: (recurring) “Surprise.”

Rank: List Runner-Up

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Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023)

22 Saturday Jul 2023

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We all reach an age where a dream is our plan.
“I’ll live in a castle.” “I’ll marry that man.”
“I’ll dazzle that girl with an overpriced ring.”
But plans are a transient thing.

And little by little, our fantasies dim,
Our goals and ambitions grow cynically grim,
As reveries dwindle to traces.
It’s harder to hope in
Some window to open
With doors slamming shut in our faces.

We all have a trauma of dreams unfulfilled,
Of sand castles planned with no chances to build
Or rugs pulling out when we’re on the upswing,
For plans are a transient thing.

Although we all wish many things to undo,
All wishes aren’t false when they fail to come true.
Some comfort may be close at hand.
Where planning falls short,
We can find our support
In the good things we couldn’t have planned.
_____________________________

MPA rating: PG-13

Leave it to James Gunn to drop one of the best recent Marvel movies before jumping ship to rescue DC’s cinematic endeavors. The Guardians of the Galaxy have always seemed a little bit more separate from the main storyline of the MCU, even though the familial ties with Thanos brought them in league with the Avengers. As far as the three solo outings for the spacefaring team of Starlord (Chris Pratt), Gamora (Zoe Saldaña), Drax (Dave Bautista), Rocket (Bradley Cooper), and Groot (Vin Diesel), plus Nebula (Karen Gillan), Mantis (Pom Klementieff), and others, they have gone about their intergalactic adventures without being overly tied to Marvel continuity, and many would say they are better for it. While Infinity War and Endgame may have thrown a wrench in Gunn’s initial plans for this threequel, he makes the most of his motley space crew to deliver a satisfying conclusion.

It’s easy to miss with all the cracking of skulls and jokes in the first two films, but perennial jerk Rocket Raccoon has remained a mystery up to this point, with a few hints at some traumatic past but little else. Finally, this third film gives him the spotlight, offering what might be the most tragic backstory of any Marvel character, along with an equally despicable villain in the High Evolutionary (the excellent Chukwudi Iwuji), a god-complexing scientist intent on perfecting life and society with little regard for the “lower life forms” he creates along the way. When this maniac sets his sights on capturing Rocket, the Guardians are forced into desperate measures to save his life.

First off, I was relieved that Vol. 3 actually built on the loose threads left in previous films, like the other Gamora left over after Endgame and the revenge plan of the Sovereign leader (Elizabeth Debicki) creating Adam Warlock (Will Poulter). It might have been nice if they weren’t secondary plotlines, but I’m glad they weren’t dropped the way Mordo’s villain buildup was ignored in the second Dr. Strange film. That is more of a concern the wider the MCU continuity spreads. In addition, it’s amazing how well-balanced the script is, giving every character their moment to shine, whether it’s the subtle bond between Rocket and Nebula (the only two Guardians who weren’t snapped away by Thanos) or Drax proving he can do more than fight and act dumb. Plus, it was nice to see Gunn favorite Nathan Fillion finally get a role in the MCU. In addition to the character work, there’s no shortage of outstanding, large-scale action, with better CGI than other recent Marvel entries and one tracking-shot fight scene that is a highlight of the whole franchise.

The question then is how this third film compares with its predecessors, and I’d probably consider it the best of the three. I wasn’t immediately a huge fan of the first film when it came out, but I’ve warmed up to it quite a bit, and the Vol. 2 was great fun, despite overemphasizing its own humor. In contrast to the lightweight Holiday Special on Disney+, this one takes itself much more seriously considering the grave stakes involved, and it boasts yet another fantastic soundtrack (I was ecstatic over the inclusion of Florence and the Machine). It manages to be funny without laughing at itself too much while also being the MCU film most likely to garner tears. Simply put, it’s a near-perfect capstone to the Guardians story and a satisfyingly emotional send-off for the characters and for Gunn’s involvement in the MCU. On the downside, its violence pushes the PG-13 rating, which also includes the MCU’s first needless F-bomb; while others online are rooting for the MCU’s shift into R-rated territory, I am staunchly in favor of it remaining at least somewhat family-friendly. Still, Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 flies higher than any other Marvel movie in years. Time will tell if Gunn can deliver similar results for DC, but he certainly left a legacy at Marvel.

Best line: (Lylla the otter) “You still have a purpose here…. There are the hands that made us, and then there are the hands that guide their hands.”

Rank: List-Worthy (joining the other two)

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Avatar: The Way of Water (2022)

29 Saturday Apr 2023

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(For Day 29 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was for a two-part poem focused on a food or meal, so I took the theme of sequels and wrote about that nagging desire for seconds.)

1.
You’ve had a good helping and just about full
But still feeling slightly insatiable.
The first round was marvelous, hitting the spot,
But are you appeased? No, you’re not.

There’s room in that stomach, an empty place,
That ought to be filled, just in case.
You cannot leave hunger to scratch and bide
When it’s only partially satisfied.

“It’s lonely in here,” your firsts assert;
Indulging in seconds would hardly hurt.
They’re begging for more, I must obey
This gastrointestinal power play.

Another undoubtedly will exceed.
It’s less of a want and more a need.
Seconds is seconds away, all right?
Coming to curb that appetite.

2.
Sure, I was hungry and now I’m not,
But did I desire the gut I’ve got?
I knew there was room and now it’s filled,
And now my duodenum’s less than thrilled.

I’m starting to wonder if I’m a slave
To all of the short-term whims I crave.
Some self-control could hardly hurt.
What’s that you say? Oh, boy… dessert!
______________________

MPA rating: PG-13

I have such mixed feelings about the Avatar franchise. James Cameron’s passion project seems to be widely acknowledged as an outlet for great visuals in service to a generic environmentalist story of alien natives versus colonizers, and it had become a joke to reference the extended delay between the 2009 original and its first of four sequels. Yet Cameron’s box office power remains undefeated, with The Way of Water silencing naysayers and skyrocketing to become the third highest-grossing film ever. I personally contributed to that revenue (I left for the theater saying “Time to go pay James Cameron’s salary”), mainly just to see the film’s admittedly impressive visuals on a big screen, something I skipped with the first one. And I’m glad I saw it, while also oddly feeling like I’m missing something to explain this series’ popularity.

Set sixteen years after the first film saw the victorious Na’vi send the encroaching humans packing, The Way of Water introduces audiences to another form of Na’vi culture, that of the ocean-dwelling Metkayina clan. When the humans return to colonize Pandora, not just plunder its resources, it also heralds the return of Miles Quaritch (Stephen Lang), the dead colonel whose memories now reside in a new Avatar-like body, enabling him to seek revenge on the traitorous Jake Sully (Sam Worthington), who has been busy raising a family with Neytiri (Zoe Saldana). Thus, Jake leads his family away from their forest home to seek refuge with the Metkayina, learn their ways, and employ their help if and when the big bad humans find them.

One point in this sequel’s favor is that it no longer feels like an outright rip-off of Dances with Wolves or Pocahontas. With his world and backstory already established, Cameron can play with more original ideas, like the mystery surrounding Kiri, the adopted daughter who was somehow born from the corpse of Grace Augustine (Sigourney Weaver, who also plays Kiri via motion capture). Except that seems to be a greater concern for future installments, and the time is instead spent exploring marine environments and rescuing kidnapped children. While the dialogue is generally weak, I will give credit to the film’s theme of fatherhood, with Jake and Quaritch both struggling with their military and paternal duties, which is much more characterization than Quaritch got in the first film.

While the film’s story has a little more heart to it, owing to Jake’s shift from space marine to family man, it has many of the same strengths and faults as the first. There’s much to see and little to care about, but the spectacle manages to overcome the flaws. The underwater world so carefully designed is indeed a wonder to behold, full of vibrant coral reefs and giants both gentle and fierce, all rendered with the characters in that thoroughly immersive motion-capture animation it’s taken years to perfect. Like its predecessor, the climactic battle at the end is long and thrilling, taking some cues from Cameron’s Titanic past with its large-scale water warfare.

I enjoyed The Way of Water but would be hard-pressed to say whether it’s better or worse than the first Avatar, and I still think it’s a bit hard to swallow that both were nominated for Best Picture when Avengers: Endgame wasn’t. When this much effort and detail are poured into something over three hours long, I feel like I should like it more than I do, but I’m left with mild admiration for the visual triumph of the product so far rather than a sense of excitement for more sequels to come. Even so, there are promising seeds and conflicts sown here that could develop into something special, and, as this sequel proves more than anything, I wouldn’t bet against James Cameron.

Best line: (Quaritch) “Why so blue?”

Rank: List Runner-Up

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Moonfall (2022)

14 Friday Apr 2023

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

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Action, Disaster, Sci-fi

(For Day 14 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was to write a satire based on a famous poem. I went back to my old habit of rewriting song lyrics and poked fun at this absurd disaster film. This one is best sung to the tune of Dean Martin’s “That’s Amore.”)

When the moon hits your eye,
That’s a rock from the sky,
So it’s fatal.
When the crust starts to crack
Like it’s under attack,
Oh, it’s fatal.

This event
And the moon’s descent
From the firmament
Will prevent your survival.
Meteors
(And the poison gas
That the earth will pass)
Will announce its arrival.

When the satellites fall
Like they’ve chugged alcohol,
Then it’s fatal.
When a big bolide arcs,
Aiming for our landmarks,
Then you’re dead.

If you think you can hide,
When disaster’s worldwide,
You’re unable.
Things that people live through
In the movies you view
Would be fatal!
____________________________

MPA rating: PG-13

To paraphrase Michael Caine’s Alfred in The Dark Knight, some men just want to watch the world burn or flood or freeze or get hit by the moon. Clearly Roland Emmerich is one of those people since he’s made a career off of different ways to cause cataclysmic damage to as much of the planet Earth as possible. Instead of the tectonic upheaval of 2012 or the climatic turmoil of The Day After Tomorrow, he looked up to imagine what would happen if the moon were to come crashing down to the earth, with an extraterrestrial threat as the catalyst. It’s pure turn-your-brain-off destruction with a huge cast of mostly expendable characters to witness it, and it might have been less of a box-office bomb if it didn’t feel like such a rehash of his previous films.

The story mainly centers on astronauts Brian Harper (Patrick Wilson) and Jocinda Fowler (Halle Berry), as well as K.C. Houseman (John Bradley), a megastructurist researcher with apparently crackpot theories about the moon that are inevitably proven right. The three of them become the driving force to go into space and use an EMP against the alien force degrading the moon’s orbit, even as CGI havoc is unleashed on the planet to plague Brian’s son (Charlie Plummer), Jocinda’s son, Jocinda’s son’s nanny, Jocinda’s ex-husband, Brian’s ex-wife, Brian’s ex-wife’s new husband (Michael Peña), and the rest of the humans unlucky enough to live in an Emmerich film.

No one should expect too much out of this kind of cheesy disaster film beyond cool, destructive visuals and a generic happy ending with at least someone surviving, and Moonfall delivers on that promise. Along with some neat sci-fi concepts, it has the familiar Emmerich absurdity of a car chase with mayhem affecting everything but the heroes’ car, as well as nonsensical moon danger where it doesn’t even seem to be orbiting the earth, just popping over the horizon to mess with gravity and then go away again. At over 2 hours, the film’s flimsy script and rickety logic overstay their welcome, and by the time the heroes are fleeing from the alien swarm in an alien spaceship, even the action had become strangely monotonous.

I like the production story of Emmerich saying “It’s just a movie” whenever the on-site astronaut advisor told him something wasn’t actually possible, which epitomizes Moonfall as a big-budget B-movie. While there’s nothing wrong with that brand of dumb fun, its final scene suggesting a sequel clearly thinks it’s better than it is.

Best line: (K.C.) “Are we dead?”  (Brian) “No, we’re just inside the moon.”  (K.C.) “That might be the greatest sentence anyone’s ever said.”

Rank: Honorable Mention

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Infinitum: Subject Unknown (2021)

11 Tuesday Apr 2023

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

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Drama, Sci-fi

(For Day 11 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt was to write something based on some overheard dialogue. For lack of time and inspiration, I went with a quick summation of a recent movie’s paranoia instead.)

They’re watching me now as they whisper
And guess what I’m bound to do next.
Am I coming or going?
I’m sick of not knowing,
Just one among countless subjects.

They’re prodding and setting my limits.
I only have so far to go,
A rat stuck complying
And gradually dying.
The maze is my new status quo.
______________________________

MPA rating: Not Rated (I guess R for some F words, nothing else objectionable)

You know how sometimes you try a random, obscure movie just because the name catches your interest and you stumble upon something great you never expected to find? That’s happened to me before, but not this time. Infinitum: Unknown Subject is an example of what happens when science fiction has its head too far up its butt to deliver an actual story.

Shot on an iPhone during the pandemic with mostly a single actress (Tori Butler-Hart), the film starts promisingly as the bewildered Jane awakens tied to a chair in a sealed attic, being watched by cameras. She escapes and explores the house and the deserted streets outside, but periodically resets, returning to her tied-up starting position while also getting glimpses of a war-torn landscape and echoes of her own past or future.

It reminded me somewhat of “White Bear,” one of the best episodes of Black Mirror, yet the plot for the film doesn’t ultimately go anywhere. There are interview snippets of scientists (including a barely-there Ian McKellen) talking about experiments and the “paraverse,” but there’s never any clarity on what is actually happening to Jane or why. With the repetitious loops and lack of other character interactions, Jane’s journey makes for a painfully dull 86 minutes. I feel I shouldn’t dunk on Infinitum too hard since they were experimenting with how to make a movie during a pandemic, but this failure is an example of what not to do.

Rank: Dishonorable Mention

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