03 November 2009
NOVEMBER 2009 MOVIE PREVIEW
Now we're starting to get us some proper prestige releases! Along with a really odd number of blockbuster-type movies for this time of the year. Of course, the annual tradition of opening all the good movies in New York and Los Angeles before the rest of us get to take a peek continues unabated, and this means that nearly everything super-exciting in November isn't actually coming out until December.
6.11.2009
Every time I see the ads for "Disney's A Christmas Carol", I get insanely peeved at that possessive noun. Not only does Robert Zemeckis not merit a damn, apparently the obscure English novelist Charles Dickens doesn't either. But then I see the eye-shattering mo-cap animation, and I forgive all; for whatever it takes to keep my boy Charlie's name from being associated with something that looks that skin-crawling and awful, I approve.
Some really weird counterprogramming choices: The Fourth Kind, an alien abduction horror picture with a really aggressive "base on a true story" angle, not to mention a title that really does just hang its balls right out there. When I see the trailer, and Milla Jovovich comes out all, "I'm Milla Jovovich, and I'm this movie's appeal to authority," I get the giggles.
Also: The Box, in which Richard Kelly, mindfucker extraordinaire, turns a really elegant little Richard Matheson short story into something not so elegant; and The Men Who Stare at Goats, an Oscar-baity Iraq War comedy that looks absolutely terrible, based on the clips I've seen; but George Clooney is one of our most reliable actors...
NY/LA WATCH! A movie with a whole year's worth of buzz and the single worst title of 2009 finally gets released: Precious: Based on the Novel "Push" by Sapphire, and at this point, I cannot tell you how badly I want to despise it, because OH MY GOD stop talking about it every single place on the internet. Expands: 11/13, then 11/20.
That Evening Sun, which has Hal Holbrook in it, and he is apparently good, and if there's more to it, I don't know anything. Expands: 11/20.
13.11.2009
While all y'all in the only cities that matter keep getting some proper films, the rest of us get to bask in the light of Roland Emmerich, whose latest "the world blows up" movie comes out on this weird date for a popcorn movie. 2012 is the film, and though I know it is going to be awful, I have high hopes that it will be awesomely awful and not just bad, and here is why: the trailer has a shot of the USS John F. Kennedy crushing the White House on the back of a huge wave. If that is not some goddamn high-ass concept shit right there, then I don't know what is.
Those who don't like the Emmerich have to settle for Pirate Radio, a film that looks so terrible I don't even want to talk about it.
NY/LA WATCH! Wes Anderson releases his first animated feature, Fantastic Mr. Fox, and though it looks altogether odd from the trailer, every time I see it I get a little bit more okay with the animation style. Whether or not Anderson will be able to shake the mildew from his work, now there is the question. But I think that at the very least, this story won't give him any chances to be unconsciously racist. Expands: 11/20, then 11/25.
Iraq drama: The Messenger. It is meant to be a good Iraq drama, so that is something, but still. Expands: 11/20
20.11.2009
Pretty scant wide-release offerings: Planet 51, an ugly-looking sci-fi cartoon, and a true-life Inspirational Tale of Inspiration, The Blind Side, featuring the indefatigable Sandra Bullock.
Right, and a certain... sequel... fuck fuck FUCK The Twilight Saga: New Moon, a sequel to a terrible movie, based on a terrible book that is even worse than the terrible first one, and at the time the first one was the worst book I'd ever read all the way through. "Saga", by the way, is a horribly unsupportable word for the combustive lack of occurrence in these books, unless it is short for "So gawddamn bad". The worst thing is - I will be seeing it, maybe even opening night, because I made a suicide pact with a friend, although at the time I don't think we realised that "Let's see all the Twilight films at the same time" was actual going to kill us.
NY/LA WATCH! Werner Herzog's latest, and it is supposed to be damn fine: Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans. Expands: 12/4
John Woo's latest, and it is also supposed to be damn fine: Red Cliff. Expands: 11/25.
¡VIVA ALMODÓVAR! Expands: 12/11
25.11.2009 - Thanksgiving Weekend
Sometimes, the studios actually try to put things out that folk are going to want to see with their families on Thanksgiving Weekend. And sometimes they only release Ninja Assassin (an R-rated bloody action picture), The Road (based on one of the most depressing novels of all time), and Old Dogs (from the fucker who made Wild Hogs. Oh, goddamn it, that means this is supposed to be the family picture, doesn't it?)
NY/LA WATCH! You're kidding me - Disney is actually doing a platform release on The Princess and the Frog? Blow me. Expands: 12/11
Richard Linklater (yay!) works with Zac Efron (ew!) in Me and Orson Welles. Efron is Me, not Welles. Expands: January
27.11.2009
Some poor bastard of a film has to open the day after Thanksgiving, and this year it's The Private Lives of Pippa Lee, which is okay, because it sounds pretty damn boring. Woman married to a man man years her senior has an existential crisis. I'm sure you Robin Wright Penn completists are going to have a good time.
6.11.2009
Every time I see the ads for "Disney's A Christmas Carol", I get insanely peeved at that possessive noun. Not only does Robert Zemeckis not merit a damn, apparently the obscure English novelist Charles Dickens doesn't either. But then I see the eye-shattering mo-cap animation, and I forgive all; for whatever it takes to keep my boy Charlie's name from being associated with something that looks that skin-crawling and awful, I approve.
Some really weird counterprogramming choices: The Fourth Kind, an alien abduction horror picture with a really aggressive "base on a true story" angle, not to mention a title that really does just hang its balls right out there. When I see the trailer, and Milla Jovovich comes out all, "I'm Milla Jovovich, and I'm this movie's appeal to authority," I get the giggles.
Also: The Box, in which Richard Kelly, mindfucker extraordinaire, turns a really elegant little Richard Matheson short story into something not so elegant; and The Men Who Stare at Goats, an Oscar-baity Iraq War comedy that looks absolutely terrible, based on the clips I've seen; but George Clooney is one of our most reliable actors...
NY/LA WATCH! A movie with a whole year's worth of buzz and the single worst title of 2009 finally gets released: Precious: Based on the Novel "Push" by Sapphire, and at this point, I cannot tell you how badly I want to despise it, because OH MY GOD stop talking about it every single place on the internet. Expands: 11/13, then 11/20.
That Evening Sun, which has Hal Holbrook in it, and he is apparently good, and if there's more to it, I don't know anything. Expands: 11/20.
13.11.2009
While all y'all in the only cities that matter keep getting some proper films, the rest of us get to bask in the light of Roland Emmerich, whose latest "the world blows up" movie comes out on this weird date for a popcorn movie. 2012 is the film, and though I know it is going to be awful, I have high hopes that it will be awesomely awful and not just bad, and here is why: the trailer has a shot of the USS John F. Kennedy crushing the White House on the back of a huge wave. If that is not some goddamn high-ass concept shit right there, then I don't know what is.
Those who don't like the Emmerich have to settle for Pirate Radio, a film that looks so terrible I don't even want to talk about it.
NY/LA WATCH! Wes Anderson releases his first animated feature, Fantastic Mr. Fox, and though it looks altogether odd from the trailer, every time I see it I get a little bit more okay with the animation style. Whether or not Anderson will be able to shake the mildew from his work, now there is the question. But I think that at the very least, this story won't give him any chances to be unconsciously racist. Expands: 11/20, then 11/25.
Iraq drama: The Messenger. It is meant to be a good Iraq drama, so that is something, but still. Expands: 11/20
20.11.2009
Pretty scant wide-release offerings: Planet 51, an ugly-looking sci-fi cartoon, and a true-life Inspirational Tale of Inspiration, The Blind Side, featuring the indefatigable Sandra Bullock.
Right, and a certain... sequel... fuck fuck FUCK The Twilight Saga: New Moon, a sequel to a terrible movie, based on a terrible book that is even worse than the terrible first one, and at the time the first one was the worst book I'd ever read all the way through. "Saga", by the way, is a horribly unsupportable word for the combustive lack of occurrence in these books, unless it is short for "So gawddamn bad". The worst thing is - I will be seeing it, maybe even opening night, because I made a suicide pact with a friend, although at the time I don't think we realised that "Let's see all the Twilight films at the same time" was actual going to kill us.
NY/LA WATCH! Werner Herzog's latest, and it is supposed to be damn fine: Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call New Orleans. Expands: 12/4
John Woo's latest, and it is also supposed to be damn fine: Red Cliff. Expands: 11/25.
¡VIVA ALMODÓVAR! Expands: 12/11
25.11.2009 - Thanksgiving Weekend
Sometimes, the studios actually try to put things out that folk are going to want to see with their families on Thanksgiving Weekend. And sometimes they only release Ninja Assassin (an R-rated bloody action picture), The Road (based on one of the most depressing novels of all time), and Old Dogs (from the fucker who made Wild Hogs. Oh, goddamn it, that means this is supposed to be the family picture, doesn't it?)
NY/LA WATCH! You're kidding me - Disney is actually doing a platform release on The Princess and the Frog? Blow me. Expands: 12/11
Richard Linklater (yay!) works with Zac Efron (ew!) in Me and Orson Welles. Efron is Me, not Welles. Expands: January
27.11.2009
Some poor bastard of a film has to open the day after Thanksgiving, and this year it's The Private Lives of Pippa Lee, which is okay, because it sounds pretty damn boring. Woman married to a man man years her senior has an existential crisis. I'm sure you Robin Wright Penn completists are going to have a good time.
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For my money, it's been a terrible year for movies so far and the fact that so many event movies come out during oscar season isn't very reassuring either. I count the really good films I saw this year with one hand (though I haven't seen A Serious Man yet).
ReplyDeleteThe animation style doesn't bother me that much, but based on the preview it seems like Anderson's tone is wholly and completely wrong for a Roald Dahl story. I don't have high hopes.
ReplyDeleteTim! You're not psyched for Pirate Radio?! I guess I'm just the only one who ever looked up at the stars at night and used to think, "Man, I'd sure love a biopic about John Peel that was forced to change all the names and events for legal reasons."
ReplyDeleteBut I guess some people just don't know how to DREAM anymore.
Well, some brits who saw Fox on the LFF say it marks Anderson's return to form.
ReplyDeleteIt may be his return to form (I've only seen half of a Wes Anderson movie in my life, so I can't comment), it just doesn't seem particularly true to the style or spirit of Roald Dahl. That matter more to me, as a big Roald Dahl fan, than to most, though. Maybe it will be good on its own terms.
ReplyDeleteThe Men Who Stare at Goats looks great to me. I do not see things from your perspective in this case.
ReplyDeleteI just know I'm going to hate Precious. I mean how thick can one lay it on. Pregnant by her father for the second time... the tragedy! Famous singer fantasy sequences... how bittersweet! Monique shouts and cries and shouts some more... acting! Just hit me over the head with a rubber hose.
ReplyDeleteTwo points. On The Twilight Saga: New Moon it's called a saga to A.)Give it an importance it doesn't have and B.)To remind all the Twilight Twits that it's the second part. As for Me & Orson Welles I'm not quite ready to rule Zac Efron out...just yet.
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