Friday 30 December 2016

Rogue One


Hello dear reader, quite a while back and in a galaxy that is many many miles away (Note to self: that strap line has potential but needs work, come back to it later), there was a story about a bunch of trouble making space rebels and their plans to stop a ‘rather large’ space station thingy from destroying like everything and stuff. This story was called Star Wars and it ended up making quite a lot of money. So much so that the man behind it, a Mr George ‘Jar Jar’ Lucas decided that he’d like to make some more films. And so began one of the most popular and influential sagas in film history. Directors came, went and came back again, as did the ability to write anything resembling a good screenplay. Actors got older, waistlines fought the eternal good fight against costumes, CGI was added, tweaked and then added some more and then Disney came along and bought up the entire franchise for just over four billion dollars and change. Now, you don’t part with that sort of money and not expect a return on your investment unless your last name is Trump or you happen to be clinically insane, possibly both. So, shortly after the ink had dried on the Lucas Film contract Kathleen Kennedy announced that there would be a Star Wars episode VII, VIII & IV. After this and once the internet had been fixed there was also an announcement that there would be three standalone films, that would also be set in the Star Wars universe. The first of these being the back story about how the Death Star plans were ‘half-inched’ and then passed onto those pesky space rebels I alluded to earlier. So there you have it. Episode VII has been and gone and as sure as night follows day, for the foreseeable future at least, we will be having regular visits and lots of space, Jedi, lightsaber, kill the baddies, my spaceship is cooler than yours, live long a prosper malarkey all set a long time ago in a galaxy far far away….
(I knew I’d nail that strap line if I gave it enough time)

So where to start with Rogue One. Well to begin with I will say it’s a great film but it’s by no means perfect. It does have its problems, some of which I will bring up later but before I get into the whole who, what, why when and where shenanigans I should warn you that there is absolutely no way on this earth, or on Tatooine for that matter, that I can say what needs to be said without drifting heavily into spoiler territory. In fact, I would go so far as to say that not only is it deeply in spoiler territory, it’s in flared wheel arches, twin bore exhausts and blanket on the parcel shelf territory too. So I’m going to assume that if you’re reading this then you’ve already seen Rogue One and you are fully aware of what happens, who it happens to and why they had to pluck a chicken to do it. If you haven’t seen it yet consider yourself warned and enter at your own peril…

So the first ten to fifteen minutes of the film are spent ‘world building’. We the audience get shown a series of different planets, which have all been conveniently labeled with title cards in the bottom corner. Just think Google Maps but on a much bigger scale. We’re introduced to new people and different characters. New good guys and new bad guys. 
Whilst we are planet hoping we are introduced to Lyra and Galen Erso, played by Valene Kane and Mads Mikkelsen respectively. They are the parents of Jyn Erso, a young girl who eventually becomes the hero of our film and who sets her stall out quite firmly under the good guy banner. 
Galen is visited by the Empire, in the form of Director Krennic. Krennic, who is played by one of Australia’s best ‘rent a bad guy’ actors Ben Mendelsohn and basically insists that Galen jumps on board ‘Project: Killer Death Beach Ball’ and during the course of his complex and convoluted negotiations Lyra decides to stop living and Jyn dips her toes in the world of competitive hide and seek. Krennic then leaves with Galen and before you can say ‘secretly working for the bad guys but making sure that I put a HUGE design flaw into the plans I submit’ Galen is working for the bad guys etc etc. Now, one of the reasons I think Rogue One doesn’t have an opening crawl is because this is all basically shown as flashback. Well to be honest it’s all flashback, given that it's set a long time ago but this first section is more flashback than the rest. But because this film has a time jump in it, the start gives you all the back story you really need to be going on with and it probably doesn’t need one.  

When we do jump forward we see Jyn Erso played, very convincingly, by Felicity Jones. We find her stuck in prison for doing something we never get told about but I suspect is very naughty. As she is being transferred, along with other prisoners, a small rebel group attack and set her free and this then sets in motion a very long chain of events that ultimately lead Jyn back to her father and the recovery of the Death Star plans. 

So what do I like about Rogue one? Well to start with it actually feels like a good old fashioned Star Wars film. It is full of great characters including a fantastic droid voiced by Alan Tudyk and an interesting performance from Forrest Whitaker as Saw Gerrera, and if you don’t like that character name Limpy McLimperson or Breathy McBreatherson would also work just as well. Ben Mendelsohn is a great bad buy and without wishing to be too harsh makes Hayden Christensen performances look about as scary as a Jawa armed with ice cream. It’s obvious from the start that a lot of time and effort has gone into trying to make this as good as they could but this now leads me into the ‘don’t like’ portion of my blog. Some of you may see a few of these complaints as completely wrong or just plain old nit picking but they did detract from my enjoyment of watching Rogue One.  

So in no particular order here goes… 
There aren’t any swipe edits.
For an expanded universe all the planets seem to be remarkably close to each other. For example, when the X-Wing fighters are dispatched to take out the Imperial base that Galen and Krennic are on they take about thirty five seconds to arrive.
The Death Star targeting seems to be as erratic and inconsistent as your average Strom Trooper. They manage to wipe out a city on Jedha without any problem at all but when the weapon is fired at the end of the film to stop the plans being uploaded, it misses by about 10 miles. That said I do like the fact that the Death Star seems to have an Eco or Green weapon setting and can be fired at low power. 
Governor Tarkin doesn’t work. It isn’t far off from being convincing but the CGI still isn’t good enough for me. And as for the other computer generated character at the end, well that looked even less realistic, in my humble opinion. 
I miss the 20th Century fanfare at the start. 
No Star Wars fanfare at the start either.
Darth Vader seems to be wearing rose tinted sunglasses, every time he’s on screen. 
Everyone dies.

Rogue One is basically one third chase movie, one third war movie and two thirds bad maths. It’s a solid four star film and I know it comes already burdened with expectation but there is definite room for improvement. The Emperor is mentioned but doesn’t get any screen time. The score from Michael Giacchino is good but it didn’t leave any lasting impression on me and overall I just got the impression that they were trying too hard to keep everyone happy. This is a good start for the standalone series and next we have the Han Solo origin chronicle, arriving at some point 2018. If it’s as good as Rogue One I’ll be happy. As long as he shoots first of course…

Twitter Review:
Strong female lead, a great character ensemble & a very strong effort.
#DoOrDoNotThereIsNoTry 

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Friday 18 November 2016

Doctor Strange




Hello dear reader. So after a brief intermission of about two months, it’s time to write one of those blog thingys and tell you all about a film a watched, whilst in Australia. The being in Australia bit isn’t really that important to the review, but it is worth stating for the record that the film in question didn’t have any extra CGI kangaroos inserted in it. Nor did it have anyone wandering around in the background, wearing those charming hats with corks hanging from them. I’m very happy to report that the film seemed to be unaltered or molested in any way at all and the audience, for the most part, were a nice bunch of Bruce’s and Sheila’s who did not encroach on my viewing pleasure at all. As you can tell from the poster above, the film in question is Marvels Doctor Strange and for those of you who are keeping score, it’s the fourteenth film set in the MCU.
Doctor Sherlock, sorry Strange, is a bit of an odd character. Prior to him becoming a superhero he is a surgeon by trade who is the best in the world at what he does. Couple that with an ego the size of Saturn and an all-encompassing attitude that is two parts ‘superiority complex’, one part ‘money fixes everything’ and a little dash of ‘extrovert’, he does come across as a hard person to like at the start. Things take a bit of a literal left turn for Strange when he crashes his car on the way to an awards dinner, being thrown in his honour. His hands, which are his stock in trade, get broken to the point of almost complete destruction and to cut a long story short, Strange can no longer perform as a surgeon, due to his inability to hold anything, let alone a scalpel, without his hands shaking uncontrollably. This obviously doesn’t go down to well with Strange. His surgical ability was the cornerstone of his powerbase and his happiness. Desperate to be allowed back into the operating theatre, Strange exhausts every avenue, looking for his golden ticket and the means to become whole again. Just as he is about to give up he is told about a patient that had been crippled and then one day waked past the doctor who had been treating him. Strange tracks this patient down and before you can say ‘one way ticket to the Far East please’ he buys a one way ticket to the Far East.
What follows is a fun and visual impressive journey into redemption and realisation that he isn’t the centre of the universe. A journey of discovery that covers the mystic arts, a bit of psychedelia and some alternative dimensions thrown in for good measure. Now to go into the plot any further than that would spoil most of the movie itself. That said, it is, for the most part, an enjoyable watch. There are a few things I would have liked to have seen done differently. Namely, the car crash is a little bit too graphic for my tastes and I suspect it may not be overly popular with parents who take their children to see it either. There’s also problem with the third act. Again, without giving away too much regarding the plot, I will say that Marvel have just reverted to ‘if it ain’t broke, don’t try to fix it’ and have based the final showdown between Strange and the film’s big bad (more of that later) around a city in peril. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like the setup and execution is always exactly the same but since 2012 Avengers Assemble, there have only been three films in the MCU (Iron Man 3, Ant-Man & Captain America: Civil War) that haven’t had their finale based either in, around or above a majorly populated city. Funnily enough, the director of the next and last (if Hugh Jackman is to be believed) Wolverine film, James Mangold, has stated recently that, with regards to his film, now called Logan; ‘if you’re looking for a gravity defying, city block destroying, cgi fuckathon, this ain’t your movie’.
It is a testament to Kevin Feige and Marvel that their movies have, over the last eight years, garnered the reputation that they have. The fact that, for all intents and purposes, they are ‘just’ comic book movies and as such aren’t likely to win anyone an Oscar or any other notable awards for that matter. The scripts aren’t going to push back the boundaries of acting, nor are they likely to require much in the way of emotional range but that hasn’t stopped people like Benedict Cumberbatch, Tilda Swinton, Chiwetel Ejiofer and Rachel McAdams, who are all Oscar nominees, jumping on board this little celluloid special effects train. And if that wasn’t enough, you can also add Mads ‘Hannibal’ Mikklesen, Benjamin Bratt and Benedict Wong into the mix as well. However, the one acting quota where Doctor Strange does fall down and fall down spectacularly is giving its female characters something to do. Sure, Tilda Swinton plays an important part and helps anchor the movie but as far as I can remember she barely has any interaction with any other female roles, let alone talking to them and Rachel McAdams doesn’t fare much better either. Her character is at best treated like if someone had asked her if she fancied the idea of cameoing in a Marvel movie. I do have high hopes for Brie Larson in 2019’s Captain Marvel and that it won’t just be a token character /performance, stuck in the middle of a testosterone overdose, whilst a passing city succumbs to the ravages of wondering bad guy, but I guess only time will tell…
So I’ll finish off with a few other bits and pieces regarding Doctor Strange that I would like to bring to your attention. Firstly, Benedict Wong plays a character simply called Wong, which is probably just one of those unlucky coincidences but just seems very lazy screenwriting to me. Secondly, if they could actually make it I would happily go on the record and say that the cloak of levitation would be at the top of most people’s Christmas list. Thirdly, the visual effects are spectacular but I couldn’t help thinking that at times it looked like a carbon copy of Inception. Lastly the aforementioned bid bad of the movie is an interdimensional entity that is quite keen on the earth being part of his planet collection. This struck me as a bit odd that and again I’m going from memory here, so forgive me if I’ve got this wrong, but having watched Doctor Strange ‘Dormammu’ would seem to be a far more powerful foe than Thanos and has never even been mentioned, in any prior MCU conversation. Yes I know that the infinity gauntlet and the infinity stones are all heading our way and are expected to arrive in the summer of 2018, in the aptly titled Avengers: Infinity War but what’s the point of spending 8 years and several trips to the local multiplex, building up a baddie and then pull the rug out from under him, with only 18 months before he gets here, with an even more powerful and vengeful antagonist. Oh and spoiler alert, Dormammu survives in Doctor Strange so I have to assume that he we either be conveniently forgotten about, the next time the Avengers hit the big screen or possibly join forces with Mr T in the ultimate quest for Power, Prestige and Pokémon. Benedict Cumberbatch actually plays both Doctor Strange and Dormammu as well. Well I say plays, he had his face scanned and then digitally reproduced. The image was then tweaked, prodded and manipulated within an inch of its life and made to look like a an evil bobble head, who’s body is currently AWOL. Dormammu is also only on the screen for about five minutes. Prior to that the bad guy duties fall squarely on the shoulders of Mads Mikkelsen and this band of not so merry men/women. Which is fine but it left me feeling slightly cheated.
So in closing I’ll say this. 2016 has been a great year for the MCU and a solid improvement on 2015. It started with Captain America: Civil war, which I would have to put in the MCU’s top three best films. Then came Doctor Strange, which does have some problems but let’s be honest here, isn’t nearly as catastrophically bad as a certain ‘Son on Krypton vs Son of Gotham’ movie that I can’t bring myself to mention. Next year we get three, yes three, new members of the MCU to look forward to. Firstly, in April, we have Guardians of the Galaxy: Vol 2 and first impressions of that look great. Then next summer we have Spider-Man: Homecoming, in which we see Tom Holland getting his own movie, fresh from his scene stealing performance in Civil War. However, the film that I’m really looking forward to is Thor: Ragnarok. It’s directed by Taika Waititi and if you don’t know who that is shame on you! Due at the end of next October, it’s another film that seems to have assembled an amazing ensemble cast. Including, Cate Blanchet, Jeff Goldblum, Karl Urban and Sam Neil. Along with the usual suspects of Chris Hemsworth, Tom Hiddleston, Jamie Alexander, Mark Ruffalo, Anthony Hopkins and Idris Elba. Throw in a hammer for good measure and you’ve basically got the ingredients for a movie that will not only knock DC’s Justice League film out of the park. It will (hopefully) be the final nail in the coffin for Zack Snyder’s involvement in their cluttered and messy film franchise…
So go see Doctor Sherlock, sorry Strange. It’s funny, it’s flashy and it’s fashionably repetitive. Not quite a four star movie but it isn’t far off it.
Twitter Review:
2 Benedict’s, 1 Swinton, a Mads & some CGI. Doctor Strange entertains but he needs to work on his bedside manner.
#CloakSoldSeperately      

Tuesday 16 August 2016

Suicide Squad



Hello dear reader and welcome to round three of the DCEU.  Now before I get started on a little bit of background information and then the review of the film itself, which tends to me my standard operating procedure, I should warn you that within the literary walls of this blog you could come across words and phrases that may not be a million miles away from sounding similar to cucking frap, shull bit or even botal tollocks. Long story short, there will be some venting here on my part. So those of you who are of a nervous disposition, may I kindly suggest that you calmly and carefully step away from this particular blog and patiently wait for the next one. Which to be honest, given the rate I’m churning these things out at the moment, will probably be at some point within the next ten minutes.  Your cooperation is appreciated…

So Suicide Squad then. Well, when Warner Brothers announced in September of 2014 that they had green lit this film and that David Ayer was on board to write and direct, a lot of people looked up and took notice. Primarily because at this point the world had just to discover how much of a mess Batman v Superman was and also because whatever way you try and spin it or misdirect with smoke and mirrors and ‘big up’ Marvel. They may well have the best superheroes but by jingo, DC have the best villains. David Ayer isn’t a name that a lot of people will have heard of prior to Suicide Squad. His CV has a tendency to always be heading in the right direction but before this year he had never been handed the reins or budget to make a summer tent pole movie. He wrote the screenplay for Training Day, which helped Denzel Washington win an Oscar for best actor and sat in the director’s chair for End of Watch and the Brad Pitt’s tank joyride Fury. He has also, over a fairly short period of time, developed a reputation for being a bit of a maverick when it comes to his ‘process’. Some actors, Jared Leto included, are famous for using the method approach when it comes to performance. Mr. Ayer’s approach seems to combine three parts psychology and one part physical menace. For example, he hired a therapist on Suicide Squad, who was then charged with interviewing the main leads. He gave instruction’s that each interview should last at least three hours and once complete the therapist was to then write a complete physiological break down of their respective mental weaknesses and things that could be used against them on set, so the Ayer could poke and prod his actors at will to get the performance he wanted. And ladies and gentlemen is a level of commitment to the cause you normally only tend to find in serial killers.

So the film had a director, a budget and the means to be something special. All it needed now was a cast. Actors were attached and then dropped out, the most notable of which was Tom Hardy, who couldn’t come and play as it was taking forever to try and kill Leonardo Dicaprio, in North America, whilst trying to avoid CGI bears. However, after a couple of months Ayer had his cast assembled and at first glance it looked like his squad was going to be quite the ensemble. There were a few glaring ‘oh really’ moments, the biggest being Will Smith as Deadshot. Which for those of you who don’t know much about that particular character, he makes Charles Manson look like a Care Bear. However, apart from that one noticeable glitch the rest of the cast seemed, at least on paper like a solid B+. Jai Courtney as Captain Boomerang, Karen Fukuhara as Katana, Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje as Killer Croc, Jay Hernandez as Diablo , Cara Delevingne as The Enchantress and Joel ‘please don’t mention Robocop’ Kinnamn as Rick Flag. Now, whichever way you look at it, that’s a pretty good foundation to build and sculpt a movie around. It has lots of diversity and, you’d think, more than enough experience to drag even the poorest of screenplays, kicking and screaming over the finish line. This is further reinforced when you also throw into the mix, Margot Robbie as Harley Quinn and Jared Leto as The Joker. These two actors are head and shoulders above anything else in Suicide Squad. They are the quintessential focal point of the movie, although they shouldn’t be and could best be described as a twenty first century psychotic Bonnie and Clyde, only more so. Jared Leto’s interpretation of The Joker sees him as man with anger management issues. A conflicted and some would say schizophrenic force of nature with a singular vision and purpose. Margot Robbie plays Quinn as a broken and rebuilt ferocious weapon of mass destruction and between the two of them the steal every scene they are in. It’s a credit to Leto for even taking on the roll in the first place as he had some awfully big shoes to fill. Heath Ledger gave what most would regard, myself included, as the finest performance ever seen in superhero movie. He won an Oscar for it and depending on who and what you’re willing to believe, it may have also killed him. So Leto taking on the mantle of the most notorious green haired bad guy since Orville, can’t have been an easy decision to make.

So, after the disaster and car crash that was Batman v Superman, the question that’s now on everyone’s lips is ‘was Suicide Squad any good?’ Well, as I alluded to at the beginning, it is my sad duty to report that it isn’t. Suicide Squad isn’t so much of a car crash, It’s more a full blown motorway pileup with emergency diversions in place, a couple of local ‘eye in the sky’ helicopters buzzing around it and four thousand traffic cones thrown in for good measure. I genuinely don’t know how Warner Brothers keep putting together such mediocre offerings. It must take a concerted amount of effort to keep being this bad and releasing film that not only fails to deliver on fan expectation but also seem to be a long way short of Marvel seem to be excelling at. If Warner’s lower the bar of expectation any further, then I fear next year’s Wonder Woman film could be D.O.A. and as for the Justice League film that is heading towards us and due for release in November 2017, I will simply say this. “We should take off and nuke the entire site from orbit. It’s the only way to be sure”.

Suicide Squad is a mess from start to finish. It also has to be one of the most poorly edited films I can remember seeing in a very long time. The story is so jumbled and incoherent that at times I genuinely had no idea of what was happening and, more importantly, why it was happening. Part of the film is a rescue mission that seems to have been tacked on to the plot and makes about as much sense as cheese socks. The ‘big bad’ of the film is someone you’ll have seen in the trailers but won’t have realised that they are the villain. Jared Leto absolutely shines when he’s on screen but has about as much to do as Andy Murray’s personality coach. One of the Suicide Squad members bites the bullet within fifteen minutes of their introduction on screen. Which I’m assuming is done to show that no one is safe and anything can happen. The only problem with this is that by the time it happens you already have a reasonably good idea that not only anything could happen but short of the Pope having a cameo as an Iranian taxi driver with a comb over wig and playing the trumpet, nothing would surprise you.

For those of you who are interested in the plot. The main premise of Suicide Squad is that a very old witch and her brother have decided to destroy the world, as you do and the government have put together a team of ‘bad guys’ to save the day. The idea being that if they fail it won’t matter and if they are successful the government can claim all the credit. Despite the whole ‘world in danger’ angle, no one else from the DC universe turns up. Batman is obviously doing Batman things in Gotham and Superman is currently ‘unavailable’ but Wonder Woman is also a no show and I can’t say I blame her.

I really wanted to like this film. I’ve spent a long time trying to defend DC and Warner’s but they aren’t making it easy. They seem incapable of offering up anything other than drab, mediocre, second rate, nonsensical, bubble gum cinema that looks good but has absolutely no substance or character driven narrative.  I want more from a company that has access to some of the most iconic comic characters of all time. There are parts of Suicide Squad that are funny and parts that look original and inventive but sadly there are no parts that want to make me sit through it again. Even with the inclusion of cameos from Batman and The Flash. 

Suicide Squad is a mess, and by mess I mean confusing, and by confusing I mean bad, and by bad I mean shambolic, and by shambolic I mean I’ve seen better organised tossed salads, and by seen better organised tossed salads I mean I know people who have been dead over ten years who could have made a better film than this. Long story short; its sully’s the good name of appalling and has some fairly full on dalliances with dire and dreadful for just over it's two hour running time. Now, I’m not saying I could do better but I’m pretty sure I couldn’t do any worse. The tagline line for this film was ‘worst heroes ever’ and you know what, they may have been absolutely right but for completely the wrong reasons.
Twitter Review:

Oh, I’m not gonna kill you. I’m just gonna hurt you. Really really bad…
#Prophetic  

Thursday 4 August 2016

Finding Dory


Hello dear reader, for my sixth review in just over two weeks I will be tackling a Disney sequel and what I think will be my very first Pixar review. Which is odd when you consider that since I started this little blogging adventure, back in 2012, Pixar have released five films and with the possible exception of The Good Dinosaur, they’ll all been box office hits. That isn’t to say I haven’t watched these releases. Over the last year and a half I have managed to catch up on, thanks in most part to dvd’s and video on demand, Brave, Monsters University and Inside Out. The latter being by far the best of the bunch and definitely worth a look if you ever find yourself at loose end, with an hour and thirty five minutes to kill.

So what is Finding Dory about? Well basically, if you remember Dory in Finding Nemo, you’ll recall she has a bit of a short term memory problem. A lot of people do, myself included and if you remember Dory in Finding Nemo, you’ll recall that she has a bit of a short term memory problem. A lot of people do, myself included. (Sorry, but just be glad I only did it twice) Voiced once again by the very charming Ellen DeGeneres, Dory with the help of some new and old friends sets about trying to find her ‘long lost parents’. Which, just to cut down on any potential confusion, doesn’t mean that Dory’s parents are big and aren’t very good at reading maps. No, it means that they’ve been missing and for a long time. 

Finding Dory is co-directed by Angus Maclane and Andrew Stanton. The latter being responsible for two Pixar heavyweights. Dory’s predecessor Finding Nemo and WALL-E. However, his directorial CV is ever so slightly blemished by the Disney film John Carter. But seeing how it’s now been agreed that no one in polite society is even allowed to bring up this faux pas, he can continue make far superior animated classics without the fear of reprisal or reproach. This is good because Finding Dory is, at least from a visual standpoint, about as good as it’s possible to get, when it comes to computer generated story telling. A quick aside here. There is a short film that called Piper, which I believe is being shown at the start of very screening of Dory. Trust me when I tell you that even though it only runs for about five minutes, it’s worth the price of admission alone.

When you watch Pixar film the one thing you can be guaranteed is quality when it comes to the voices and Finding Dory is no exception. As I mentioned earlier, Dory is voiced by Ellen DeGeneres but the talent doesn’t stop there. Among the other voices on show here you have Albert Brooks returning as Nemo’s father Marlin. Ed O’Neil playing what I could best described as a ‘Special Forces’ octopus. That should really be septopus but you’d need to see the film to know why. Then on top of that you have Diane Keaton, Eugene Levy, the excellent Kate ‘Ghostbusters’ Mckinnon, Bill Hader and Sigourney Weaver playing Sigourney Weaver. Special mentions should also go to Dominic West and Idris Elba, who play seals with personal space issues. And of course John Ratzenberger, who appears in every Pixar movie (don’t believe me, check for yourselves).
So what do you get if you put all of that flair and genius in the same room and let them play for a while? The simple answer is a film that delivers both for adults and for children too. It’s funny, charming and sad when it needs to be and if you like your mild peril to include a fish giving driving instructions to a cephalopod who happens to be behind the wheel of a truck headed for Cleveland, then boy oh boy is Finding Dory the Film for you!

This is, by my standards, a short review but to be honest given Pixar’s track record and excusing their little dinosaur blimp last year, you know exactly what you’re going to get when the sit down in front of one of their movies. You’ll be entertained and taken on a fun journey. There could be some tears along the way but you can be pretty sure that by the time the end credits roll you’ll have thoroughly enjoyed the ride and glad you took the time to watch it.
Twitter Review:
A perfect example of storytelling done well. Funny, captivating & affectionate.
#PixarPerfection

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Tuesday 2 August 2016

Jason Bourne

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Hello dear reader. I’m going to start here with a statement that some of you may find controversial. A statement that some of you may not believe and possibly, a statement that you could just find plain odd. So here it is and please note that I was not under the influence of any mind altering substances, nor did I have a gun point at my head whilst typing.
‘I consider the first three Bourne films, Identity, Supremacy and Ultimatum, to be the best movie trilogy ever made.’ That’s right, I said it. As far as I’m concerned you can keep your Star Wars, Godfathers and Lord of the Rings away from the gold medal plinth, as they have no business being there. I would also like to state for the record that I am also including the Christopher Nolan’s Batman films in that statement and for those of you who know me personally; you’ll understand what a big deal that is.

Now, I do also acknowledge that I doubt there will be many people out there in internet land who agree with me. Not only that but many of you will probably be now thinking about contacting your local social services and demanding to know why this man is allowed out into the community and why he’s been given unsupervised access to a computer. The reason why I think it’s the best is quite simply down to the story arc, characters and its action set pieces. Doug Liman (Mr. & Mrs. Smith, Swingers and Edge of Tomorrow) directed The Bourne Identity and then Paul Greengrass (United 93, Green Zone & Captain Phillips) took over and stepped into the director’s chair for Supremacy and Ultimatum. Between the two of them they managed to create a trilogy that didn’t pull its punches. It made the central character completely believable and stopped short of making him look like a superhero and then there’s the action. In Identity it showed us how to take out an American Embassy, Supremacy included a master class in driving and then, my personal favourite, the shootout in Ultimatum that was filmed in the middle of Waterloo station during a real rush hour with the general public none the wiser. What is also obvious from these three films is that a lot of energy and effort went into making them look and feel believable. Now at the end of Supremacy Mr. Bourne (spoilers ahead) swims away, up the Hudson River to live happily ever after. All loose ends having been neatly taken care of and all bad guys either taken into custody or swiftly dispatched. It’s the perfect three film story arc and yet those horrible little bean counters over at Universal decided that there was still money to be made from the Bourne name and unleashed The Bourne Legacy into the world, back in 2012. Which was a full five years after Supremacy had set sale. Legacy is an odd film. Despite the Bourne prefix, Matt Damon doesn’t appear in it. It goes back into the early mythology to try and justify its plot and it messes around with established facts from the films that came before it. However, it does have a good ensemble cast, which includes Jeremy Renner, Rachel Weisz and Edward Norton but as far as I can tell it was just a money making exercise that didn’t have the story or commitment to back it up.

So this brings us back to 2016. Now, to cut down on any confusion, from now on, I’m going to refer to the character Jason Bourne as ‘JB’ and the film as Jason Bourne, otherwise and to quote Dr Peter Venkman we could end up with ‘Human sacrifice dogs and cats living together and mass hysteria’, before this blog is finished. Why they couldn’t have just carried on utilising Robert Ludlum book titles is beyond me. The Bourne Betrayal was available and would have fitted the premise of the film very nicely but oh no. Let’s keep the character name and the film name exactly the same just so no one gets confused about what’s going on, that’ll work…
Matt Damon had on several previous occasions said that he would be more than happy to come back and play JB again but only if Paul Greengrass was director and the story made sense. Well in the summer 2015 he got his wish and cameras started rolling on what was to be the forth film with JB in it. Now, when I first heard about this film I wasn’t entirely sure that it was a good idea but over the last ten to twelve months or so my resolve weakened and I actually found myself thinking that, as the release date drew closer, I was getting more and more enthusiastic about it. This enthusiasm was reinforced with positive reports from various filming locations and early good word of mouth from film critics, whose opinions I value. So, with a happy disposition and a bounce in my step, I found myself heading off to my local multiplex, very much looking forward to seeing Matt Damon once again playing JB in Jason Bourne. My good mood lasted about thirty minutes.

It is my sad duty to inform you all that in my opinion Jason Bourne is an even bigger let down than Batman v Superman was. It’s just a really dull and lifeless movie. The plot, such that it is, centres on JB’s dad and how JB ends up being in the ‘super-soldier’ program which then also ties into the CIA’s plans to utilise and control a social media to monitor anyone and everyone.  It just seems painting by numbers when it comes to the action as well. There’s nothing new on offer here. We get the obligatory car chase. Been there, done that. Fisty cuffs with several, poorly trained CIA goons and the now almost necessary ‘which passport shall I use today’ shot. Mr. Damon has to contend with only twenty five lines of dialogue throughout the entire two hour film, which unfortunately doesn’t translate into a strong and silent type. It’s more along the lines of mute and moody. Don’t get me wrong; sometimes ‘less is more’ does work really well. Arnold Schwarzenegger only had seventeen words to say in the first Terminator film and that worked perfectly. I can honestly say that for hype versus end result, I don’t think I’ve been this disappointed in a film since Ridley Scott’s Prometheus. As I said before, there’s nothing new on offer here. The end of the film is set in Las Vegas, during which we see JB take on and defeat ‘The Asset’ (another well trained assassin, to those not in the know) and he’s played by Vincent Cassel. 

IF I WANTED TO WATCH MATT DAMON AND VINCENT CASSEL PLAY GOOD GUY VS BAD GUY IN VEGAS, I’D WATCH THE SODING OCEANS 11 FILMS!!!

Jason Bourne also has this year’s best supporting actress Oscar winner, Alica Vikander in it but she is doesn’t really get anything substantial to do. Apart from driving a van around the outskirts of Paddington Station and occasionally winding up CIA Director Robert Dewy, played by Tommy Lee Jones her sole purpose of the entire film seems to be to try and occasionally point the plot back in the right direction. And as for the aforementioned Mr. Jones. He seems to be doing a very passable impression of someone who has a face made out of liquid granite and that really didn’t have anything better to do.

Jason Bourne is a film that I really wanted to like but it’s a mess, pure and simple. I’ve read several reviews over the last week that have all hovered around the four out of five stars mark but honestly I think they must have been watching a completely different film to the one I saw. It’s boring and can apparently induce people into yawning at the drop of a hat. If you liked the first three films and let’s face it, they are like awesome and stuff, then just re-watch one of those instead of spending your hard earned money on something that will only tarnish the memory of a once great franchise.

Twitter Review:
Jason Bourne is about as exciting as switching energy providers & should be avoided if possible.
#JasonBored

Wednesday 27 July 2016

Star Trek Beyond

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Hello dear reader, it’s that time again. Yes, do try and contain your excitement but for the fourth time in under a week, its film review time. Or if you must, blog number 58. But before I get into the meat and bones of why you’re all here, I would just like to say a big thank you to everyone who takes the time to read these ever so slightly comical and dare I say it, informative, bloggy things. I do enjoy writing them and as long as that continues and there isn’t anyone out there of the opinion ‘If it blogs, we can kill it’ I will be more than happy, giving my ever so important assessment of what I go and see on the big screen.  

Now, normally I like to start out one of these reviews with a little background on the franchise, the director or even the actors in it. Sometimes all three, but given that there really isn’t that much I could write, that the awesome public (that’s you) don’t already know. So I’ll just give you a few basics to bring you up to speed and refresh the memories a tad. The Captain of the Enterprise is a lovely young man called James and believe it or not, his dad is Thor. His best friend is alien called Spock, who also works on the Enterprise. He has pointy ears that don’t pick up the Freeview Channels and to the best of my knowledge he’s died at least once. There’s a Medical Officer who once tried to kill Jason Bourne, cosplayed as a very violent judge and has also turned up in Middle Earth ridding a very nice horse. The Chief Engineer pretends to be Scottish and has an assistant that once played ALL the Oompa Loompa’s. We also have a very nice Communications Officer that occasionally likes to wear either green make up and hang around with an angry raccoon or blue make up and with a director that once killed Leonardo Dicaprio with an ice cube. Sulu and Checkov (R.I.P.) sit at the front and do all the driving and pointy weapons stuff and anyone seen wearing a red top will almost certainly end up dying before the end credits roll. Oh and of course, when it comes to the Star prefix, Trek is better than Wars. Lights blue touch paper and retires…

So 2016 is the fiftieth anniversary of the Star Trek and all things that ‘boldly go’, which I always think sounds like having to use the toilets at a music festival. Along with Star Trek Beyond there is also a new series in the works called Star Trek Discovery. This is due to hit the screens on CBS and Netflix in early 2017 and will have a twelve episode story arc that is being overseen by Hannibal’s show runner Bryan Fuller. Not much is known about it at the moment but I wouldn’t mind betting that they’ll be splitting infinitives before you know it and getting into more trouble than a Ferengi in an Acquisitions Anonymous meeting. However, I’m getting off the beaten track here. Star Trek Beyond is why you’re all here so without further ado and further distraction I give you my most humble opinion on what will almost certainly go down in history as the greatest Star Trek film released this year.

It’s Okay. Right, thank you for coming and don’t forget to tip your waiter before you leave… 

There is of course a bit more to it than that and simple describing it as okay is a little bit of an injustice to be honest. This is the third movie in what I’m reliably informed is called the Kelvin Timeline. Now, the first two movies have their detractors, for various reasons. The first film basically reset the clock and with the help of some wibbly wobbly timey wimey bits and bobs, effectively made every single Star Trek series and film, which had come before it, redundant. The second film was on a hiding to nothing when they decided to use Khan as the antagonist. Even with ‘swoony swoon’ Benedict Cumberbatch they were never going to recapture the glory of what is widely regarded as the best film in the entire Star Trek series: The Wrath of Khan. So where does that leave Beyond? Well this time around the director’s chair, that was vacated by J.J. Abrams, has been occupied by Mr Fast & Furious himself, Justin Lin and screenplay duties were handed over to Simon Pegg and Doug Jung. Which is a fairly good base to build upon. Although Mr Pegg’s acting choices recently have been a little bit erratic, he does have form when it comes to screenwriting and you can definitely see the comedic touches spread throughout the film. The action is served well with Lin at the helm and he even manages to crow bar in a motorbike and some stunts for Kirk to show off with. Bad guy duties are provided by Idris Elba, who plays Krall and without giving the too many spoilers away he has a history with Starfleet and feels as if has been abandoned by them. There are other notable mentions that should be given to Sofia Boutella, who plays Jaylah. She also has a history with Krall and it’s safe to say that they won’t be exchanging Christmas cards any time soon. Jaylah is a very strong female character. She isn’t written as a damsel in distress or as a hindrance that needs to be rescued every five minutes. In fact at times it’s the complete opposite and the she has to help those pesky men out of trouble. My only complaints with her character are that she doesn’t seem to have any lines with any other members of the female cast and for some reason, not passing understanding, every time Scotty talks to her; he uses the word ‘lassie’. And when I say every time, I do mean every time. I'm not sure if Simon Pegg was trying to set a world record here, when he was writing the screenplay but it did start to grate on me just ever so slightly a lot. Other shout outs (down with the kids) should go to Zachery Quinto’s Spock and Karl Urban’s Bones. They spend quite a bit of the film together and you can see their chemistry on screen. 

To sum up beyond I’d have to say that the third time was indeed a charm and if I’m being honest I think I enjoyed this more than its previous two films that came before it. It’s certainly a lot funnier and seems to have had more care and attention put into it with regards to the big action set pieces. That said, the final showdown between Kirk & Krall has enough issues with gravity to make Sir Isaac Newton weep. There is a nice nod to the original cast and a special ‘we will miss you’ Leonard Nimoy moment that’s worth mention. If rumours and Comic-Con are to be believed film four has already been given the green light and should be hitting our screens at some point over the summer of 2018. J.J. Abrams, who has had a producer hat on for all three of the new Star Trek Films, has given at least two interviews recently where is has stated that he wants to bring Chris Hemsworth back as Kirk’s father and that he will not be recasting the role of Anton Yelchin’s Chekov. However they deal with his untimely death I do hope that it’s done in a respectful way and it isn’t used as some throw away plot point to help push the story along. Star Trek Beyond continues the franchise with a step in the right direction. With a bit more polish and some tidying around the edges it could have been a contender for five stars. It does come up short in a few areas though. Namely, a bit more about Krall and exactly how he finds himself in the position he’s in far more importantly how he looks the way he currently does, would have been nice. My other main problem with Beyond is that the Star Base ‘York Town’ that plays a pivotal role in the plot it seems to have defences that are about as useful as mud flaps on a tortoise.  

With the original Star Trek films it tended to be the even numbered films that were good and the odd numbered that repeatedly missed the mark. With the new films it seems to be the other way around. So I guess we’ll have to wait and see if the next Star Trek film turns out to be as good as The Voyage Home or as bad as The Final Frontier. Phasers set to wait and see…

Twitter Review: 
Star Trek, Spoilers & Space Opera. Idris does dark & moody and Kirk and co do square jawed heroes.
#ThreeIsTheMagicNumber

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Monday 25 July 2016

The BFG

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Hello dear reader. I need to start with a confession. Well I say confession, it’s more of an admission really, that could possibly cost me some of those all-important ‘fab & groovy’ cool points that I’ve worked so hard on attaining. Growing up I wasn’t what you would call the sharpest knife in the box. I was slow learner, or as some of the more highbrow inteligencia out there would say, a bit of a thicko. Now, I’m not after sympathy or special treatment but I was effectively the poster boy for the ‘me fail English?, that’s umpossible’ club. However, It wasn’t all doom and gloom growing up. I did have good looks and a rather devilish smile to fall back on but from about the age of five till about nine, I didn’t enjoy reading at all. I found it really hard to concentrate and having to read books I didn’t like at school, basically meant I had absolutely no enthusiasm to read in my own spare time. What saved me from the abandoning the printed page came in the form of a small mobile book shop which turned up one sunny morning at my junior school. This was, if memory serves, a customised Luton van with makeshift shelving and a till. The driver of this magical van recommended a particular book as being fun to read and not like any other book I’d ever read. To his credit he was absolutely right on both counts. The book in question was ‘The Warlock of Firetop Mountain’ by Steve Jackson. It’s a fighting fantasy book which, for the uninitiated, means as you read through it, you get to decide what happens next in the story. This book was a revelation to me. Without it books could have ended up just being something other people did. Without that one book and its subsequent butterfly effect, I could have missed out such great literary giants like Douglas Adams, Steven King and Delia Smith. 

Now, back to that all important confession/admission. Between the ages of five and nine, or as I like to call it ‘the wilderness years’ my reading back catalogue was a little thin on the ground. At school we had novels read to us, in a sort of communal Jackanory, with lots more floor cushions and fewer TV cameras but that didn’t really expose me to wide range of authors. I do remember having ‘Charlie and the Chocolate Factory’ read to me and its sequel ‘Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator’ but apart from that my only other Roald Dahl dalliance was with ‘George’s Marvellous Medicine’ and that was in no small part down to the one and only Rik Mayall, The. So what I’m trying to tell you all is, that basically, I have never read ‘The BFG’ and if I’m going to be brutally honest with you, I couldn’t have even told you what BFG stood for until my mid-teens. ‘Basil’s Furry Gerbils’ would have been a good guess at the age of twelve. As would ‘Bilingual Flappy Gangsters’ or even ‘Backdoor French Grandpa’s’ but thanks to the passage of time and the wonders of social interaction I now know that its stands for ‘Big Friendly Giant’ and here’s what I thought of the film…      

The film itself has been a story of stop and start. Or should that be start then stop? It’s been in development for over twenty five years in one form or another but it wasn’t until Steven Spielberg, him off E.T. and Saving Private Ryan, came along that things finally stopped stalling and everything fell into place. For those not in the know, which included me up until a couple of days ago, the story centres around a young orphan called Sophie and the relationship she strikes up with a Big Friendly Giant, or what Richard Osman would call a Big Friendly Person. The Giant in question lives in a place called ‘Giant Land’ (it’s not on Google Maps, I’ve checked) and is pretty much shunned and bullied by the other Giants that live there because he won’t eat children. Now, where things get a little interesting here is when said ‘unfriendly child eating Giants’ start popping up and eating children in Britain. The very nerve of it, I know! So Sophie and the Giant pop off to see the Queen and with the her help the and assistance of some generals from the Royal Navy, Army and Royal Air Force (One of which is played by Matt Frewer or Max Headroom as he’s more commonaly known) they come up with a plan to banish all the nasty Giants and live happily ever after. 

And there you have it. Not the most complex of plots and to be honest, it being a Roald Dahl story, it doesn’t need to be. What it is however is a very well-acted and very well made film. The Big Friendly Giant is played a Mark Rylance, who up until last year’s Bridge of Spies, I’d never heard of. He is a stage actor who’s started to make the crossover from mostly stage based work to appearing on a regular basis in films and television. As the Giant he is everything you could want in twenty four foot tall dream catcher. The computer wizardry that brings his performance to the screen is apparently a hybrid of motion capture, developed by WETA and the system that James Cameron used when he was filming actors in Avatar and you can see where the money has been spent. The Giant is completely convincing as a character and from his large ears to his bushy eyebrows he is able to convey emotion and believability effortlessly. The other great thing about this movie is the actress they’ve found to play Sophie. Her name is Ruby Barnhill and not only does she blow everyone else away when she’s on screen, including Rylance himself, she does it with the confidence of one of her peers, who’s been acting for decades. Ruby Barnhill is a name that you need to remember. She is destined for great things and as her age rises and the scope of rolls she’s offered increases, I wouldn’t be at all surprised if there is a golden statue waiting for her, somewhere down the line. 

The overall feel of the film and its visual style are what make it a very pleasant experience to watch. When you give quality script, written by the late Melissa Matheson, to someone who is arguably one of the greatest directors in history you do expect the end product to be polished and meticulously well made. The BFG does not disappoint in this regard. Throw in a score from John Williams on top of that and you have a children’s film that in unlikely to be equalled anytime soon. Spielberg’s thirtieth theatrical release proves that is he capable of not only creating great action icons like Indiana Jones and Bruce the shark but that he can also do deliver films driven by emotion and sentiment too. The BFG is going to have a long shelf life and I doubt that any one will be inclined to try and put this Dahl classic on the silver screen again, for a long time.

Twitter Review: 
A young girl, an old Giant and a lot of magical moments. Rylance & Barnhill, A double act with no equal.  
#scrumdiddlyumptious

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Thursday 21 July 2016

Victoriia

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Hello dear reader, yes I’m back again and yes, I know. There was a gap of about two months before yesterday’s post and here I am with my second offering in less than twenty four hours. The reason for this as you probably guessed from the nice and shiny poster above, is all down to a film called Victoria. Now this blog is going to be a first for a couple of reasons. Namely it will be the first time I’ve ever blogged about a film I didn’t watch at the cinema and equally important. It’s a first because I’m really not going to tell you that much about it, for reasons I shall explain shortly. 

Victoria is a film that first came to my attention in February of this year and when I read its premise it instantly went on my must watch list. It was made in the early hours of the 27th of April 2014. Now, when I say made in the early hours of the 27th of April, I do mean the entire film. You see the reason Victoria peaked my interest is simple. It has a running time of 136 minutes or just over two and a quarter hours long if you want it in imperial and it’s all one shot. Now when I say one shot, I mean one shot. There’s not clever editing or special effects, what you watch from beginning to end is one cameraman filming the entire movie. This accomplishment is made more impressive when you realise that the film starts in a night club and by the time it’s concluded we’ve been on the top of apartment blocks, witnessed fights on street corners and also been put right in the middle of a bank robbery. Other films have had long shots in them. Robert Altman’s The Player has an opening shot that lasts over eight and a half minutes and Alfonso Cuaron’s Gravity beats that by four minutes but I’ve never seen a film that was entirely just one shot and no edits. 

Victoria has a director that you’re unlikely to have heard of, Sebastian Schipper. Its cast is also small and full of actors you probably won’t have seen anywhere else, although I suspect we will be seeing Laia Costa, who plays Victoria in a lot more over the coming years. Don’t let the fact that this is a film that has probably slipped under your radar put you off watching it. As I said in the beginning I’m not going to elaborate on the plot, more than I already have. I think it’s probably better going into this film without expectation or prior knowledge of what will take place.  All I will say is this. I took three attempts to film Victoria and what we, the paying audience, see is the third take. It’s set in Berlin but is has large parts of English dialogue in it. So much so that it was disqualified for an Academy Award for Best Foreign Language. I sometimes recommend films, in these blogs as being worth a watch but Victoria is the first time I think I’ve ever written that a film should fall into the ‘must watch’ category. As it’s a relatively new film it’s unlikely to be available on Netflix or Amazon Prime yet but when it is, set aside an evening to watch it. It’s nothing short of astonishing. Also, PSA. If you have photo sensitive epilepsy, skip the first two minutes of the film. It won’t impact the story in any way, shape or form. 

One girl. One City. One City. One Take. 

Wednesday 20 July 2016

Ghostbusters

Ghostbusters Movie Poster

Hello dear reader,

9724 Days, or 1389 Weeks, or 233,376 Hours, or 14,002,560 Minutes.
That’s how long the gap has been between Paul Feig’s Ghostbusters and the Ivan Reitman sequel that hit the screens back in December of 1989. Twenty seven years of trying to get the third film off the ground. Several false starts. Numerous rewrites and more drafts than you’d normally see in your average double glazing advert. So why did Columbia Pictures spend put so much time and effort into getting what would have been Ghostbusters III off the ground? The simple answer to that is money. The original that hit the screens back in 1984 was, and by some considerable distance, the year’s biggest box office draw and although the 1989 sequel wasn’t as big of a hit. It crept in at number 7 on the top 10 of the year, with Batman, Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade and Lethal Weapon 2, claiming the top three positions, it put enough bums on seats to get a script the green light. Now it’s one thing for a studio to want a another sequel but it’s a whole other ball game to get one made when one of the principle stars isn’t overly keen on making it. The star in question being Mr Bill Murray. Now, for those of you who don’t know much about Mr Murray when he’s not entertaining you on the silver screen or on your TV’s, Ipad’s, laptops etc, he is, shall we say, a little bit eccentric. He’s walks to the beat of his own drum and doesn’t really do things the way that others in Hollywood would consider ‘normal’. For example, he doesn’t have an agent, he has an answer phone and from time to time he’s known to listen to it. Rumour has it that when Sofia Coppola couldn’t get hold of Murray when she was trying to get Lost in Translation off the ground, she had to hire a private investigator to track him down.

So it’s safe to say that if Bill decides he doesn’t want to do something he doesn’t do it. Dan Ackroyd and the late Harold Ramis spent a long time trying to get Murray to change his mind but they never did. The closest they came was getting him to agree to it but only if his character ‘Dr Peter Venkman’ was killed off in the first act and then only appeared sparingly, throughout the rest of the film as a ghost. After about fifteen years of back and forth and several unsuccessful meetings Ackroyd, Ramis and Columbia Pictures gave up and the Ghostbusters franchise seemed to be forever languish in development hell.

Then came along Paul Feig, a man whose recent directorial efforts had shown he had a knack for making funny films. He set his stall out, made his pitch and before you could say misogyny and internet backlash he had a healthy budget to play with and marketing campaign that practically looked after itself.  The words ‘Female Reboot’ shouldn’t really be considered as dangerous. But given some of the reaction to this film, when it was announced that the four main lead characters were going to be lacking in that ‘ever so important’* Y Chromosome, you’d have thought that someone had announced that men were being rounded up in there thousands and being subjected to unspeakable horrors, like having their testosterone removed at needlepoint. I have mentioned kneejerk backlash, regarding casting decisions in previous blogs. Daniel Craig being a ‘Blonde Bond’ and Ben Afleck as Batman but the casting of four women in a comedy nearly broke the internet, at least twice.

*Sarcasm klaxon on full volume.

Melissa McCarthy, Kate McKinnon, Lesie Jones and Kristen Wiig. Four names that shouldn’t really cause that much controversy and if they’d been cast together in any other movie, assuming that also hadn’t have been another reboot of a male-centric movie in the first place, it wouldn’t have caused so much as a ripple in the fabric of movie journalism, to say nothing of the internet itself. But because of, what I hope were, a small group of Neanderthal, knuckle dragging, cockwombles (I would have used harsher language but there could be young’uns reading this) these four actresses have spent the better part of the last twelve months having to deal with trolls, and other assorted inbred, dingleberry fondler’s (still trying to keep it clean). Not to mention probably having to answer questions on it, every time they spend the day on a press junket. And you know what, every single one of them. To all the naysayers, all the ‘You’re going to ruin my childhood’ bandwagon jumper-oners and all the people out there that decided to bash this film before it was even released, I say this. GO FECK YOURSELF AND WHEN YOU’VE FINISHED FECKING YOURSELF, GO FECK YOURSELF AGAIN!

Right, I’ve climbed down off my little soapbox and I’ll now get down to the nitty gritty of why most of you are hear, my opinion of the film. Well I have good news and bad news. I’ll start with the good. It’s funny, not only that, it’s very funny. Paul Feig and fellow screenwriter Katie Dippold have come up with what at times is a laugh out loud script and I can’t remember the last time I watched one of those in a cinema. It also isn’t really based around one main lead character with the rest ridding along on the coattails of their mirth and merriment. Everyone gets an equal share of the spotlight and everyone gets to steal scenes throughout the movie. The other thing that screams funny here is Chris Hemsworth as Kevin the receptionist. If you haven’t been sold on the trailers so far and I’ll be honest, I think I fell into that category myself. The film is worth the price of admission purely on his performance. I wouldn’t want to spoil Kevin too much for you but I will say this. He has a dog called Mike Hat (say it out loud) and he has removed the lenses from his glasses because they got dirty. He’s the sort of character that would try and shoot someone with a sword, whilst shouting bang at the same time. Just think Thor with the IQ of a tennis racket and you wouldn’t be too far wide of the mark. But back to our four main leads. They are a very eclectic bunch. Kristen Wiig plays Erin Gilbert, a former friend of Melissa McCarthy’s Abby Yates, who is now trying to make a name for herself in the academia. Which is made harder when it’s brought to her attention that a book on the paranormal, that she co-wrote with Abby, is now available on Amazon. Abby has set her stall out to prove the existence of ghosts with the help of her assistant, Jillian Holtzman. Played by Kate Mckinnon, who by the way is nothing short of astoundingly brilliant. The three of them end up ‘leaving’ their respective position’s and team up to confirm and provide proof that ghosts are real. It’s whilst they are investigating the paranormal they come across Patty Tolan, a no nonsense, hardworking and  very outgoing MTA employee, played by Leslie Jones. The four of them team up and pull their resources to form…..wait for it, ‘GHOSTBUSTERS’. (Bet you didn’t see that coming did you!)

So to sum up the good news, I’ll say this. It’s fairly obvious that Ghostbusters has had a lot of time and effort spent on it. Twenty seven years to be exact. Paul Feig has done a great job in assembling a top notch cast and with the notable absence of Rick Moranis all of the original cast appear in cameo roles. Even the late and great Harold Ramis puts in a, blink and you’ll miss it, appearance as a bronze bust. There is a credit sting and as for the credits themselves, I’ll say this. If you like your Norse Gods with a bit of the Saturday Night Fever about them, you’re in for a very big treat.

Now for what I shall call the bad news. Or as I suspect some of you will say ‘Bavin, you don’t know what you’re fecking talking about’. For me the biggest let down, and there aren’t many, is the third act. The first two thirds of the film are great and I’d go so far as to say that the opening ten minutes of the film could be described in some corners of the internet, as actually scary. But for me where things go south is the last twenty five minutes or so. The villain of the piece Rowan North played by Neil Casey, stops being creepy and uncomfortable to watch and basically becomes what I would at best characterise as, the big white hype. The whole thing then rips off Poltergeist, pretty much lock stock and barrel, and has people jumping into other dimensions with cables wrapped around their waist and has more continuity errors then you can shake a class four, full roaming vapour at. On the whole though it isn’t a bad film at all. In my humble opinion I would happily sign legal documents to say that it’s a very solid four out of five stars. Columbia Pictures have a film that is not only respectful of what has come before. It’s also good enough to be considered on its own merits. If the universe is a fair and just place and judging on what politicians seem to call normal these days, it must be somewhere! Then I fully expect to see a sequel announced within six weeks of its release date. If they don’t green light a follow up film then going on previous experience it’s likely to be another twenty seven years before someone else comes along and tries a reboot again. And if that happens dear reader, I’ll be just north of seventy and to be honest, unlikely to even be able to spell Ghostbusters.

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Saturday 7 May 2016

Captain America: Civil War


Hello dear reader. Well they’ve gone and done and it again. Those annoying types over at ‘Team Marvel’, with Kevin Fiege at the helm have released another one of those pesky superhero movie things. And much to my bloody annoyance, (Hashtag Team DC), it has, to quote George Formby, turned out nice again. The film in question is of course Captain America: Civil War and it without wishing to cry over my keyboard too much, it shows perfectly well how to make a movie that lasts the better part of two and a half hours, filled with more characters than you’d usually find on the average page of a Where’s Wally book, which is then also coherent and fun to watch. 

Must not mention Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice.  Must not mention Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice.  Must not mention Batman v Superman: Dawn of…

Capatian America as a character works. He’s one of only a handful of superheroes from the Marvel stable that have made it to three standalone films. The others, of course, being Iron Man and Thor (Ragnarok 2017). He’s not quite truth, justice and the American way, mostly because the current American way seems to be the polar opposite of his own moral compass but If you have a problem, if no one else can help and The A-Team aren’t available (and of course you happened to live in the MCU), chances are he’d offer to help. Assuming of course he wasn’t previously engaged in say, jumping out of a plane without a parachute, fighting 13 squillion people in a glass elevator or doing the world’s greatest impression of an ice lolly, just north of Castle Black. 

One of the main reasons that ‘old cappy’ works is down mostly down to three people. The first is Joss Whedon, who took the less than stellar origin story and built the character into a believable and credible human being in the first Avengers film. The second and third people responsible for making Cap an ‘A lister’ are the brothers Anthony and Joe Russo. Rumour has it that Mr Fiege was so impressed with their directorial MCU debut, Winter Soldier (Captain America 2, to the uninitiated) that he green light them to direct Civil War and also both parts of the upcoming Avengers: Infinity Wars. (Coming to a cinema screen near you in the summer of 2018 and then 2019). These two films will be the culmination of everything that has come before. Phases one, two and now three, will all be hanging their respective hopes on the ever so crowed shelf, that and also keeping their fingers crossed that the shelf in question doesn’t give way under the weight of expectation. To give you some idea of the task at hand, pretty much every MCU bod and their official hangeroners (excluding those of course that have popped their clogs and snuffed it, ex-parrot like) will be making an appearance over the course of these two movies. Thanos, Hawkeye, Black Widow, Loki, Hulk and Mr Bun the Baker are all scheduled to appear. Which is long way of saying that, by comparison Civil War is basically like watching a hermit convention.

So without wishing to channel my inner Baldrick too much, I give you the following.
‘The thing is: The way I see it, these days there's a film on? and, ages ago, there wasn't a film on, right? So, there must have been a moment when there not being a film on went away, right? and there being a film on came along. So, what I want to know is: How did we get from the one case of affairs to the other case of affairs?’ 
Or to put it another way, how did Civil War make it to the big screen?

Well as I mentioned earlier, the Russo brothers were handed the reins for 2014’s Winter Soldier. Marvel have a habit of picking from the outer rim of expectation when it comes to choosing directors. James Gunn for Guardians of the Galaxy, John Favreau for the first two Iron Man films and of course Kenneth Branagh for Thor. The biggest hit the Russo’s had had prior to Winter Soldier was with the schmaltz fest ‘You , me and Dupree’ and just over a dozen episodes of Community. However they pretty much knocked it out of the park and ticked all the boxes they were asked to. No mean feat considering that one of those boxes was to turn Robert Redford into a credible villain (sorry, there should have been a spoiler alert in there somewhere). They teamed up again with the same screenwriters as before, Christopher Marcus and Stephen Mcfeely and, as I alluded to earlier, have delivered the longest MCU film to date and at the same time a film, that in my not at all biased DC opinion, can quiet easily sit up and hold its own in the best three Marvel films ever made. 

Must not mention Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice etc…

Now, as for that all important plot, it’s not that complicated and is basically as follows. The world’s governments and assorted leaders are starting to get just ever so slightly annoyed with the collateral damage and clean-up operation that is normally bestowed upon them after a visit from a passing superhero, or in most cases, superheroes. The cost, not only financial but physical too, is starting to take its toll and it’s decided that there needs to be some accountability for this. So before you can say ‘sign on the dotted line’ a document the size of a telephone directory is thrust in front of any and all ‘do-gooders’ that have a costume clause in there ‘we will only help humanity if…’ contract.  
Now as you can imagine this does not go down well with some and is what effectively causes the so called Civil War. Just a quick note here. When I first heard that this was the basic premise for the plot I had kind assumed, wrongly as it turns out, that It would be Captain America that was all for this and that free thinking, doesn’t like to play by the rules, Tony Stark (or is that Stank?) that would be dead set against it. However that’s not how the film plays out at all. I haven’t read the Comic Book series in which this film is based upon but I’d be very interested to find out how much it has been altered, to bring it to the big screen. 
So there you have it. Team Tony, including Vision, Black Widow and Spider-Man (more on him later) are happy to sign but Team Cappy, who include Falcon, Scarlet Witch, Hawkeye and assorted others are shall we say, not overly keen to put their John Hancock’s on this document. Primarily because it would relinquish their ability to choose who to help and when and they’d be under the control of an organisation. And as Cap says, Organisations have agendas and agendas can change.  

As well as the more familiar faces returning here there are also a couple of new ones. Firstly we have Chadwick Boseman’s T’Challa or as he’s more communally known, Black Panther. Now he has an interesting back story which borders on, or at least parks very close to, spoiler territory. His Character is set for his own film, which is currently set to hit the silver screen at some point in July of 2018 and I myself am looking forward to what direction it ends up taking. Again I can’t get into the meat and bones of the character too much without giving away Civil War plot details but I will say he spends most of the film hell bent on revenge. Annoyingly though he never starts any of his conversations with the sentence ‘I do not mean to pry, but you don't by any chance happen to have six fingers on your right hand? 
However, the real star of the show is Spider-Man. Now, this is only possible because at some point back towards the tail end of 2014, either Andrew Garfield threw his rattle out of the pram and walked away from the rebooted ‘Amazing Spiderman’ franchise or the bean counters over at Sony Films decided that there weren’t enough bums on seats and merchandise being sold to continue it as a viable proposition. The exact reason for mothballing ‘Spidey’ will probably never come to light but Kevin Feige, being a clever old soul, set up a meeting with Sony to see if they’d be willing to let him use the webcrawler in his MCU. After the dust settled and the obligatory sacrifices to the gods had been made Sony & Marvel agreed that it would be in everyone’s best interests to put Peter Parker back on the big screen and do it quickly. Long story short it was announced that Spider-Mans first MCU appearance would be in Civil War and the only small issue to overcome, was to actually cast someone for the roll. Again, depending on which parts of deepest darkest corners of the internet you’re prepared to believe, the shortlist for auditions had three names on it and all three actors had to complete a screen test with Robert Downey Jr & Chris Evans. 
Tom Holland ending up landing the roll and I have to say, it seems like the right choice. Tom is currently nineteen and given that the screenwriters have forgone the origin story that seems to be obligatory in any and all superhero films, he’s at the perfect age to play Peter Parker whilst he’s still in high school. He’s funny and intelligent and by the time Tony Stark tracks him down he’s already been out and about, swinging through the Manhattan skyline for the better part of six months. I’m not sure if it’s just Peter Parker being catastrophically naïve or not having the life experience to know any better but when Tony Stark asks him to join him to fight the good fight and help show ‘Team Cap’ the error of their ways, he jumps at the chance. Of course Stark telling him he’ll fund him for basically the best part of forever, does help sweeten the deal too. Tom Holland doesn’t so much steal this movie, he commits grand larceny. He is the stand out performance in a film that isn’t exactly shy when it comes to actors that ‘know their shit’. He will be back in the Spidey suit next year for what Marvel have cheekily called ‘Spider-Man: homecoming’ and I for one can’t wait.
Another quick little tangent here, if you’ll permit me. Most of you British types of a certain age, or should that be a certain generation (far more PC) will probably be interested to know that Tom’s father, is in fact Dominic Holland. Now, that name might not mean much to you but I’m pretty sure in you Googled the name and saw his picture, you would all say ‘Oh, Him!’ 

Captain America: Civil War is an absolute blast. From its beginnings to its closing credits, it does exactly what a blockbuster film is supposed to do. It entertains and reminds you that when movies are done well, the cinema can be a great place to while away and afternoon or evening. It has some of the best action sequences that Marvel have ever offered us, including a visually stunning fight sequence in an airport, that’s worth the price of admission on its own. It certainly doesn’t take itself too seriously and the script is full of humor and intelligence, which given some of the subject matter that comes up, definitely puts this film very much in the win column. The next MCU Film that’s lurching just over the horizon is Doctor Strange. That’s due to it land at the end of October this year and apart from Benedict Cumberbatch’s ridiculous false beard, the trailer looks very impressive. So in closing I will say this. Go and see Civil War, you’ll be glad you did. As always, make sure you stay and watch the credits. There’s a mid-credit sting and one at the very end and remember these films aren’t the be all and end of movie making. There never going to be considered high-brow or worthy of winning the best film Oscar. I’ve said before that I believe there is a real danger that at some point soon, especially as DC & Warner’s are now squarely affixed to the bandwagon, we will hit the Superhero event horizon and people will just get tired from an oversaturated market and stop going to see them. However, until that day comes, get your bottom down to your nearest multiplex pronto quick and watch Civil War. You’ll be really glad you did…

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Sunday 27 March 2016

Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice


Hello dear reader. Is it a bird, is it a plane, no!, it’s a Hollywood studio and DC Comics trying to launch a film franchise eight years after the other team (who shall not be named, boo hiss) started their little foray into the world of silver screen spandex and all things Superhero. 
I am of course referring to Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. Now to say this is the start for Warner Brothers and DC is a little unfair. They did of course bring us Man of Steel back in 2013. Directed by Zack Snyder, it was a complete reboot of the Superman cannon, at least when it came to film and had British born Henry Cavill donning the big red cape. It did a reasonable amount of business, which is good, because if it hadn’t then we wouldn’t find ourselves, looking out over a Warner Brother’s film schedule that is now set in stone until the beginning of 2020. Indeed, assuming nothing changes and we don’t reach the Superhero event horizon anytime soon, Warner’s and DC have close to a dozen films just waiting to be given the green light. To say nothing of the boo hiss brigade, over there in smelly town. (DC fan boy and damn proud of it!) 

Man of Steel hit the screens in June of 2013 and at that years San Diego Comic Con, which ran from July the 18th through to the 21st, Warner’s hired out the infamous Hall ‘H’ for an one of those ‘dress casual, we hope you can make, we’d love to see’ kind of afternoon sessions. No one really knew what they were going to trumpet or promote for that matter. And it’s safe to say that there wouldn’t have been many cosplayers, fans or even press, that were prepared for what was about to be announced. Zack Snyder took to the stage and with less than four weeks under its belt, confidently proclaimed that there would be a sequel to the Man of Steel. And although the script had not even been started, he was sure of the direction he wanted to take it and the story he wanted to tell. Then the big S Superman logo filled the screen behind, which was promptly followed by a lot of cheering and whooping, and then it happened. A Batman logo appeared behind the S and it’s safe to say that for a good thirty seconds or so, Hall H went a little bonkers conkers. Then of course, once the initial impact had started to ebb away, everyone started to speculate about who Warner’s And DC were going to get to don the cowl and play the dual role of Bruce Wayne and Batman. Christian Bale had left some pretty big shoes to fill, in no small part down to Christopher and Jonathan Nolan. And whoever they decided on, they needed to get it right. Names were banded around and shortlists were drawn up and on August the 22nd, 2013, there was an official press release. A press release that at the time seemed to be a ‘little bit’ controversial. In the same way that the moon is a ‘little bit’ of a long walk. Many had hoped that Mr Bale could be coaxed back to the part, and if ye olde internet is to be believed, there was an awful lot of money thrown in his direction, to try and make that happen. But no, Sir Ben of the Affleck had landed the role of the caped crusader and it was safe to say he was not a popular choice. 

There have been other casting decisions, in the past, that have been met with universal disapproval. Daniel Craig had to deal with a huge backlash against him and even an online petition that garnered over fifty thousand signatures, purely down to the colour of his hair. But when all is said and done, it turns out that Bond can be blonde and after four films he has managed to silence even his sternest critics. When Tom Cruise was cast as Lestat in Interview with the Vampire, Anne Rice threatened to sue Warner’s if they went ahead and made it with him in it. She did however rescind that threat and after watching the final cut of the film, and before its general release, Anne took out a full page advert in Variety, apologising to Tom for her previous behaviour and also to praise his performance. Even the late and great Heath Ledger had to suffer scorn and ignominy when the aforementioned Mr Nolan cast him in The Dark Knight. And by the way, if you don’t think that Heath as the Joker is the greatest portrayal of a comic book character ever to grace the big screen, then you and I are destined to fall out.
However, none of the actors mentioned above have had to come close to the level of flack that Matt Damon’s best bud had had to endure when the powers that be announced Affleck as Batman. The geek and nerd world cried out in one universal voice, NO! And to be honest they could have had a point. Mr Affleck had previously dipped his toes into the comic book world, back in 2003, when he played the title role of Matt Murdock in Daredevil. Now to say this film is bad doesn’t really do the word bad justice. It’s a film I have and will only ever watch once. It is an hour and forty three minutes of the most overblown twaddle you can imagine and don’t even get me started on Colin Farrell as Bullseye.

So in retrospect there may well have been genuine concern for Affleck taking on, what is arguably one of the most iconic comic characters ever created. Mr Affleck however, was determined to prove these naysayers wrong and put in a performance that would not only stand the test of time but prove once and for all that you can utter the words Ben and Batman in the same sentence without wanting to throw up a little. 
He started training in the gym, twice a day, six days a week, knowing that if you’re going to play a Superhero, you need to look like a Superhero. If you ever get the chance to watch Gone Girl, have a look at how big he is at the start of the film, compared to how he looks towards the end. He’s practically bursting out of his shirt in some scenes. 

So that moves us into early 2014 and the film, which had now evolved from being called Man of Steel 2, to Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. It was now about to start filming and the studio exec’s and bean counters would have been forgiven for feeling just ever so slightly nervous with what, at best, could have been described as a ‘luke warm’ reception, when it came to its casting choices. It did however have a few aces still left to play. The announcement of Gal Gadot as Diana Prince, or more commonly known to us mere mortals as Wonder Woman and Oscar winner Jeremy Irons as Alfred, did help slow the tide of apathy and indifference towards this tent poll movie, but only just. Principle photography lasted nearly eight months, which is about double what you’d expect for a film of this nature. Then the original release date got moved from the summer of 2015 to March 2016. This did set a few alarm bells off because as a general rule, if a studio moves a film from its announced date, especially if that date is slap bang in the middle of blockbuster season, it’s never normally for good reasons. Of course it is only a rule of thumb and it certainly didn’t hinder the box office of The Force Awakens, after that had been put back by some six months. But having B v S pulled from its slot last year did nothing to help with its reputation or general buzz. 

Then came the trailers. There have been four official trailers so far and several TV Spots and even with the best spin in the world, they haven’t really enthralled or convinced me that this could be the Superhero movie the world has been waiting for or indeed the kick in the spandex the entire franchise, as a whole, requires to launch DC’s Justice League (The equivalent of the Avengers, made of course by the people who shall not be named, boo hiss…)  
Now for those of you who are not in the know, I love Batman as a character. Its dark, he has a great back story and a collection of some of the greatest villains you’re ever likely to see this side of a political convention. But even I have to admit the last two and a half years have not been an easy ride. I was also not overly keen on Affleck getting the nod for Batman but I told myself that even though DD was a bit wrongo pongo, he had still won two Oscars. One for screenwriting (Good Will Hunting) and the other for best director (Argo) and they don’t give them out just anybody and I should know, I have asked!  I was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt and reserve judgement until I had seen the film. Then there were interviews with Snyder himself and quotes where he stated that he was looking to make a film that was tonally similar to Watchmen, which if you haven’t seen is okay but only in patches. All in all I wasn’t sure I was going to like Dawn of Justice much at all. It seemed the universe had spent a lot of time and effort to make sure I was underwhelmed going into its screening but then came the world premiere in New York…
Although there was a press embargo and no one could officially comment, there were some people who attended, who were not members of the associated press and they took to twitter and offered up a tantalising glimpse into what was to come. It was good, and not only that, it was very good. Talk of ‘Gadot being the standout performance’, ‘nothing like the trailers portray it’ and ‘the best comic book film of the last five years’.  
Now it’s very hard not to get carried away when you read things like that. Having your expectation level raised from ‘mediocre’ to just ever so slightly above ‘quietly confident’ can be a dangerous thing. I always try to be objective when I write these reviews, even if I’ve been looking forward to what I’m going to see, I always try and tell it how I see it. So ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, geeks and nerds of all ages, gather round, make yourself comfortable and sit back and relax as I get to the meat and bones of why you’re all here.

In the red corner I give you, weighing in at a shade over 250 lbs. An orphan, with an external underwear issue. ‘The’ illegal immigrant. The king of sting. The master of disaster. The count of monty fisto. The one, the only, son of Krypton, I give you ‘Super-no-one-can-tell-its-me-when-I-wear-glasses-Man!’ 
And In the blue corner, also weighing in at over 250 lbs. and change. Another orphan. A man who’s moodier than a moody thing on national moody day in moody land. A man with a belt for any and all occasions. The car maybe big, the cowl may have ears but don’t mention the boy wonder or it’ll all end in tears! The one, the only, the Gotham grappler ‘Bat-I-have-a-cape-as-well-Man!’

So to start with, I’ll give you my honest opinion of Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice. It’s a mess, the end. 

Now, as you were probably expecting something a little more ‘highbrow’ than that I shall expand my review a tad, but it is my sad duty to report that the greatest gladiator match of modern times and yes I am including Freddy vs. Jason, Coke vs. Pepsi, Blur vs. Oasis and Red Sauce vs. Brown, in that statement, has missed the mark by some considerable distance. Mr Snyder seems to have taken the premise of the film, decided that plot and story aren’t important and then tried to convince most of the paying audience that filling the screen with more C.G.I. than you’d find at the headquarters of Pixar, is definitely the way to go. Now I should, in the balance of fairness, say that it isn’t all bad. It’s an improvement, in a lot of respects, over Man of Steel but it does seem to suffer from the age old problem of trying to do too much on screen. Which is odd because with a running time of over two and a half hours you’d of thought that there would have been ample time to deal with the subject matter at hand. Alas no, in the same way that the third outing for Toby Maguire’s Spiderman and Avengers: Age of Ultron didn’t really work, Dawn of Justice is just a real jumble when it comes to its backbone, the narrative. It’s completely M.I.A. I am not trying to get too personal here but in the same way George Lucas was taken to the wood shed for Episodes I, II & III, it’s becoming more and more apparent that Zack Snyder doesn’t know how to translate a screenplay onto the silver screen. It’s unfortunately it’s starting to very much look like 300 may have been a one hit wonder. 

Watchman, a swing and a miss.
Suckerpunch, a fairly sexiest foul ball.
Man of Steel, another swing and a miss.
Batman v Superman, strike three, your outa here!

As for the actors themselves there also a few under par performances. Jesse Eisenberg as Lex Luther is just a very odd, almost borderline irritating. This is partly my fault as I’ve grown up with Luther always being played by an older actor. Gene Hackman and Kevin Spacey were as good as it gets and having someone half their age cast in the role just feels very wrong. Eisenberg’s approach to the part is different and he should certainly get some credit for originality but there are times throughout the film where I felt like I wanted to reach through the screen and slap him. Henry Cavill and his square jaw go through the motions and to be honest he does little more than he did before. Flying to the rescue, as and when required and rescuing Lois Lane at least twice. Things do a touch better with Ben Affleck. He certainly looks the part and is basically as close as anyone has ever come to looking like The Dark Knight in Frank Millers graphic novels. He’s broody and plays the whole angst angle very well. He won’t be everyone’s favourite brand of vodka and is also a long way from anything Mr Bale brought to the Screen. Jeremy Irons, as Alfred, has a lot of fun with what he’s asked to do but, as with any actor of that standing, is never on screen long enough. However the star of the show is Gal Gadot as Wonder Woman. She is every part the equal of the two headline acts. She outsmarts Bruce Wayne, isn’t afraid to tell it like it is and has her own guitar riff intro when she first appears in costume. Although again, as with Alfred, she doesn’t get anywhere near the screen time that she deserves. 
At the end of the day I was really disappointed with Dawn of Justice. There are some issues with it that I can’t go into without giving away some spoiler’s but who ever okayed one of the main protagonists dying twice within the last twenty minutes of the film, should be forced to attend Donald Trump Conventions, wearing an ‘I love Muslims and Taco’s’ T-shirt. 

What I really don’t understand is that when the bosses at Warner’s and DC were shown the fine final cut, with all the effects shot in place, they apparently gave it a standing ovation and then gave the go ahead to make an extra two more stand-alone Batman films (originally there was only going to be one) and also signed on the dotted line to let Snyder direct the first Justice League film. Which on reflection, makes about as much sense as cheese socks or waterproof tea bags. 

I do worry for the future at the moment. The powers that be seem to be blissfully out of touch with not only reality but the intelligence of its audience as well. Its target audience, based on what I have just seen, is the five to ten year old brigade, who are buzzing their little socks off from a popcorn and coke sugar rush and couldn’t give two hoots about character development as long as everything looks cool and shiny! What they need is the equivalent of a Kevin Fiege. Someone with a clear voice and a clear vision. Someone who can oversee the upcoming years and who isn’t afraid to say no when it’s needed. It isn’t quite panic stations yet. Suicide Squad is out in early August and from what I’ve seen and read about that, it looks like it could be something quite special. I guess in the meantime I’m going to have to get my Superhero jollies from that lot who shall not be named, boo hiss. Does anyone know which buses go to smelly town?...

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