the precipice
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Moore gives a thrumming brave performance, at points powering through some of the repetitive body horror tedium through sheer power of presence. Qualley has the less interesting character but is serviceable enough albeit unable to really meet the kind of energy Moore brings. The supporting cast is minimal the only one with any real part of substance is Dennis Quaid as Harvey, the slobbering, lecherous, despicable TV exec, and he's deliciously gross in it. It is mostly a showcase for Moore which she takes full advantage of, its wonderful to see her back in a lead performance, bringing her unique blend of poise, passion, and unpredictability.
The film is visually rich, like the script, there are tons of ideas and influences, its bursting with them. The score is a relentless melodic droning that sets the mood. Its ambitious, its provocative, it maybe lingers on the body horror images too long and returns to them too often. Ultimately the film is simply too long, the impact minimized by the uneven pacing. The script careens wildly in tone from scene-to-scene and sequence-to-sequence, veering from dramatic intensity to absurdist black comedy. Its fun but the whole is not greater than the sum of its parts. For those that can stomach it, its worth a watch, although not a film most people would watch twice.
Grotesquely gripping, gleefully over-the-top, more concerned with eliciting a reaction than with conveying a coherent message.
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Beetlejuice Beetlejuice is a horror/comedy, a sequel to the to the 1988 cult hit. Thirty six years after the events of the first film Lydia(Winona Ryder) is a television medium with a sycophantic boyfriend Rory(Justin Theroux) also her producer. When her father passes they return to Winter River, her hometown, along with her estranged daughter Astrid(Jenna Ortega) and stepmother Delia(Catherine O'Hara). When Astrid is put in danger Lydia must enlist Beetlejuice(Michael Keaton) for help.
On paper, a fabulous cast, but there's just not much apparent gas in the tank. Ryder is seemingly unmoored, unable to really connect to her cult favorite character, and the script doesn't do her any favors making adult Lydia mostly a confused doormat. Theroux is insufferable both as a character(which is intentional) and as a plot device(which is not), his whole presence is so profoundly contrived and grating it unilaterally takes the movie down a notch. Ortega is OK but her storyline is set on top too many others and the movie is unsure who's it is, is this Lydia's story or Astrid's? It can't decide. Its wonderful to see Keaton again but there's only a scene or two where he's able to really recapture the magic, the problem is one- he's not in the movie enough and two- hate to say it but he's too old. You can just see he's slower off the blocks and for a character as iconic and manic as BJ it just doesn't have the same impact. O'Hara is the only one able to just slide perfectly back into the role but that ease almost sets her apart like she's acting in a different movie. Much of this incongruity though is a result of the direction but more so the bafflingly over plotted script, not the fault of the actors.
Burton returns to form a bit here with practical effects which are wonderful. The Elfman score isn't fresh but it is effective. The problem is the script, the focus is split to many directions, there are too many plot lines criss-crossing that none are fully realized. The screenwriting displays a clear lack of confidence in its ideas and seems intimidated by the IP as a result the overall feeling is tepid. There is one really phenomenal sequence when Lydia, as a result of Beetlejuice's magic, rapidly gives birth to a baby Beetlejuice. It is grotesque, funny, and provocative. But that singular scene is the only one where any of the real original magic is recaptured.
Not terrible but not particularly good. Something that seems tailor made for streaming.
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Rebel Ridge is an action/thriller about a well-meaning veteran who is antagonized by small town police a la First Blood. Terry(Aaron Pierre) is riding his bike into a small southern town in order to post bail for his cousin but is run off the road by a cop and has the bail money seized via civil forfeiture. He befriends local county employee Summer(AnnaSophia Robb) who attempts to help him but is further antagonized by the police chief Burnne(Don Johnson). The situation escalates.
Pierre gives a memorable, assured, star-making performance. Constantly cool, almost serene, he kind of plays against the action with a calmness which just serves to draw the situations in further relief as well as punctuates the actions when it does erupt. Robb brings some needed emotional depth and has good chemistry with Pierre, Johnson is delicious as the small town despot even if its something we've seen him do before. The supporting cast is all solid, James Cromwell shows up for a couple minutes, overall just a some good casting all around, a testament that no huge stars are needed to make a good marketable film.
Visually sharp, tightly paced, a thrumming/droning score all serve to set the scene and ratchet up the tension. The action, when it comes, feels real and visceral and has a messiness to it. The danger Terry is in and skirts for much of the film we feel. It is a impeccably, deliciously made film. From a craft stand point writer/director Jeremy Saulnier is totally in control. His screenwriting maybe not as taut. There are some big ideas presented- racism, policing, cash bail, civil forfeiture, addiction- and they certainly solicit discussion after but none are totally followed through on within the film, there are themes but no message. And that's mostly A-O-K as this is a very fun action film. Even if it is somewhat derivative in some ways it is refreshing how original it feels given the glut of IP.
The biggest issue is, of course, the fact this was released straight to streaming. This would have made $75 million at the box office if not more and still seen great streaming numbers when it came to it, the fact Netflix still has no real theatrical distribution model or deal is increasingly dumb even from the most base capitalist perspective.
An intense, rhythmic, adult action thriller that makes you think but not too much.
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