Showing posts with label So I Was On Netflix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label So I Was On Netflix. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 9, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: Arrow Review


Each Tuesday, I review a movie that can be found on Netflix streaming. This week though, I break protocol in order to deliver you a review of the pilot episode of the CW drama Arrow.

DC has had a rough time breaking into non-Batman related success in the world of cinema, but it must be said, their TV offerings are actually quite impressive. The two new shows coming out this Fall based on the companies characters, The Flash and Gotham, are among the most anticipated new programs of the Fall TV Season. The show that helped pave the way for those two 2014 offerings though is 2012 offering Arrow, based on the comic books character (surprise surprise) Green Arrow.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: You're Next

I heard an unending amount of buzz on You're Next prior to its August 2013 release, with numerous people calling it the next big thing in the world of scary cinema. Lionsgate gave the movie a late August date that had worked well for past horror movies, Michael Fassbender wore an animal mask from the movie to the Comic-Con panel for X-Men: Days of Future Past, reviews were great, it all seemed to be working in the movies favor. Then, it bombed horribly at the box office and it just sort of faded away. What a shame. The movie certainly lives up to the hype as one of the more inventive horror flicks in ages.

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: The Frozen Ground

There's few other actors that I pity more than Nicolas Cage. I really wish he could make a comeback from the rut he's been stuck in since 2010, when The Sorcerers Apprentice signaled the start of a dark period for the actor that's been chock full of box office and critical flops. Which is a shame, because the dudes actually a really talented actor. His devotion to any role is to be admired, as even in abysmal movies like Ghost Rider 2, Nicolas Cage just commits. Sometimes that delivers good acting, sometimes acting that's lacking, but most of his work displays some noticeable level of craftsmanship that is to be admired.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: Punch-Drunk Love

Each Tuesday I review a film that can be found on Netflix Instant Streaming. This week, I take a gander at Adam Sandlers 2002 foray into the world of dramatic acting.

Me and Adam Sandler don't get along...at all. But I had constantly heard good things about his dramatic work, which he's dabbled in occasionally (he hasn't done that since 2009, but he is in two upcoming dramas that should be out sometime in 2014 or 2015) I was dubious, solely because the likes of Grown Ups 2 did not inspire confidence that this guy could do more than somehow con the likes of Shaquille O'Neal to appear in his flicks on a consistent basis.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: The Starving Games Review

If you see this poster, just run. Run far far away!!!
There are numerous directors whose works have passed me by. I've only just now dabbled in the films of Quentin Tarantino, while most of Paul Thomas Andersons filmography remains a mystery to me. Luckily, the works of Jason Friedberg and Aaron Seltzer have also eluded me, with such critically beloved films as Date Movie and Meet The Spartans remaining just bad trailers to me. But for this column, I decided to suck it up and finally give one of their films, a Hunger Games parody entitled The Starving Games, a watch.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: Reservoir Dogs Review

This is quite a monumental review for me, for you see, this is the very first Quentin Tarantino movie I've ever seen. And when one is going to start watching one of the most iconic directors of all-times work, why not start at the very beginning? In this case, that is indeed a very good place to start, as this movie not only shows why the director is so beloved, but is also just a damn fine piece of cinema on its own merits. Gripping, terrifying, unflinching, shocking, astounding; those are the words that come to mind when considering this movie like no other.

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: Dirty Dancing Review

Talk Dancing To Me (Cue Saxophone Solo) 
ROADHOUSE
Each Tuesday I review a film that can be found on Netflix Instant Streaming. This week, Patrick Swayze teaches dancing....or should I say, teaches Dirty Dancing.

Every decade has its movies that have earned a place within cinema as some of the greats. Surprisingly, there's actually tons from each respective era that can be called truly exemplary, but it seems that the ones that have gotten the most attention in recent years are the ones from the 80's. While it hasn't gotten a remake like The Karate Kid (interestingly, Lionsgate scheduled one for a July 26th, 2013 date that never came to pass), the 1987 smash hit Dirty Dancing has still endured as a popular movie over the years. After finally seeing it, I'm struggling to truly figure out why.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

So I Was On Netflix: The Road

A Wasteland of Opportunity

The landscape that the two main protagonists of The Road inhabit (a father and his son, named Man and Boy in the feature, played by Viggo Mortensen and Kodi Smit-McPhee) isn't just bleak; it's downright horrendous, with no animals, sunlight or flourishing vegetation to speak of. Bloodshed and cannibals are everyday occurrences, and the duo don't really try to survive in this new world as much as they attempt to just exist. And really, can you blame them? What else is there really to give one hope for the future aside from the "once-in-a-full-moon" appearance of a can of Coke.

I'm impressed that, aside from an ending that feels just a bit too fortunate, the darkness of this horrific world is handled consistently throughout the running time. Director John Hillcoat has a great knack for conveying the characters struggles in subtle ways, as Man attempts to protect his son from all the tragedy that has consumed the world. A great deal of the foreboding tone comes from the mystery that inhabits the world, as the exact cause of this apocalyptic wasteland is never fully explained. Fine by me; better to let the audience join Boy in his confusion over the world he lives in than have more knowledge than the protagonists they're watching.

That kind of focus centered on world building (or lack thereof) is something I wish the film had utilized more. Occasionally, things get aimless and while it's not enough to distract from the numerous positives the film conveys, it definitely neuters a few of the films poignant moments. At least none of the films tense moments are hindered, because man, do those work out spectacularly. Anything involving Man and Boy in some kind of peril is terrifically staged with just the right amount of mystery laced around every footstep, every noise, every breath to keep things constantly engaging.

Mortensen shares pretty much most of the film with McPhee, and luckily, the two mix together well, with Mortensen handling Man's morally questionable behavior in a thought-provoking manner that makes a fellow question who one is truly sympathetic for. Take a sequence towards the end where Man catches up with a man who stole him and his sons supplies. It isn't enough for him to just get his supplies back, he has to embarrass the stranger as well by making him strip down naked in the freezing cold. Just watching Mortensen spit out every word drew out complex emotions; one obviously doesn't approve of his actions, but the precarious situation may call for more drastic measures. On the other hand, the thief's sobbing and repentance makes one share in Boy's feelings and hate Mortensen. All while these complex scenarios play out, Mortensen makes sure to have just a hint of vulnerability hidden within everything he does.

This is a movie that one doesn't just watch, but envelop, as everything from the unforgettable environments to the gripping characters seeps into your mind and stays there. If it can get a little lost once or twice along the way, The Road always manages to compel you to keep watching the tragedy. After it's all done, I couldn't help but ask; was the tragedy the disaster itself or what humanity has been reduced to in the face of this apocalypse?

Tuesday, May 27, 2014

So, I Was On Netflix: Don Jon

Or...Palatable Porn Predicaments



It was somewhat inevitable for Joseph Gordon-Levitt to try his hand at the whole directing thing. After all, the actor had existed on the fringes of filmmaking for ages, making several well known indie flicks like (500) Days of Summer and 50/50. While he had taken detours into more mainstream projects, even those have come under the watch of unorthodox directors like Rian Johnson and Christopher Nolan. The passionate attitude towards filmmaking directors like those carry had to have been infectious and likely helped spur Levitt’s entry into the taxing world of directing.


His first feature, Don Jon, made a splash at Sundance and while it didn’t light the box office on fire, it at least made it known that Levitt was not playing things safe. The actor has been using his clout to to further very out of the box projects through his HitRecord program, and now Don Jon was the culmination of sorts for all such endeavors. The premise (a man played by Levitt that has a porn addiction) was obviously not the kind Warner Bros. could release in April to financial success, but it was the kind of project that showed off Levitts strengths as both a supporter and creator of boundary pushing entertainment.


Thankfully, the movie itself lives up to all the credibility Levitt received with it. From the opening moments, one gets an immediate feeling of being in experienced hands, the kind of talent that can easily take an off-putting premise like this one and turn it into a watchable venture. The montage that starts the picture may actually be one of it’s highest points, as quick cuts show us all the pornographic images Don Jon surrounds himself with, all while the titular protagonist narrates his daily routine. The quick cuts between the super adult images and his outings with his family, to the gym, and to church make for an effective juxtaposition that immediately drew me into this world.


Actually, juxtaposition is an appropriate word for the film, especially in the way Levitt stages many important aspects of the feature. My favorite is the appearance of different environments in the story; Don’s apartment constantly has a seedy look, and the shooting style takes on a shaky-cam method to match the frantic emotions Don feels. In scenes centered on his new girlfriend Barbara (played beautifully by Scarlett Johansson), bright colors abound and everything’s perfect, a little too perfect. Scenes with Julianne Moores character Esther take on a more realistic vibe to match the balance Don feels around here. This attention to detail really helps the movie flourish and let it’s subtle, yet not so subtle, message hit with extraordinary results.


Levitt takes on a Jersey accent playing Don Jon, and man alive, for some reason I loved that voice of his. Somehow, Levitt uses that accent to make sure that every syllable that pours out of Don’s mouth seems to come alive with an equal mixture of bullshit and conviction, as he fends off change to his perfect little world. Once again, Levitt’s attention to detail comes into play, and thankfully such thought extends to the other cast members. Moore has a casual feel to herself, which nicely allows the brutal truths she tells Don to come across as effective without feeling intrusive. Johansson, one of the most talented actresses working today, does a great job oozing manipulation at every turn, every opportunity, every chance she can to turn Don into her dream personification of a man. She also makes sure the films only extraneous sequence, which depicts Don and Barbara reuniting in a brief cafe encounter, is bearable.

It’s a pity the aforementioned scene is in the film at all, since it feels like a cliche the whole affair is way above using. Otherwise, the movie wisely strays from what's come before and instead boldly blazes it's own storytelling trails. Perhaps the boldest thing that's accomplished is in making Don Jon at all bearable as a human being. In 2013, we saw a lot of deplorable human beings (i.e. Jordan Belfort, Jasmine), and admittedly Don isn't quite as bad as those two, but his shallow look at relationships and women certainly don't do him any favors. Still, his commentaries about sex are humorous, simply in the amount of detail he's analyzed in there that once again juxtaposes how much he knows with how much he's truly clueless about. 

There's a lot of ideas thrust into Don Jon, and admittedly, not all of them bubble to the surface perfectly, especially it's ideas on religion. However, those missteps are extremely rare in this excellent movie that doesn't shy away from digging into some heavy stuff while also somehow keeping things as loose as Don's hair is greasy.