Flight (review)
Appears to poke, and not kindly, at how our society enables abusers of drugs and alcohol… until it stops being that interesting.
Appears to poke, and not kindly, at how our society enables abusers of drugs and alcohol… until it stops being that interesting.

It’s a disaster movie, but not as we know it…
Fanciful and visually lavish, yet very grounded in human reality.

Could this be the thing that finally makes the doubters wake up and smell the global warming? (new DVD UK)
The Tim Burton-est movie in a long while, not merely because it embodies all those wonderfully weird and humanist Burton attitudes but also because only Burton would think to make a stop-motion film in glorious, creamy, black-and-white.
This may be the darkest, the grimmest, the most depressing summer popcorn movie ever. It is not summery. It is not popcorny. The peasants of Gotham are us, we 99 percent huddled in the dark and frantic for a hero we will not find.

The heightened emotions and outrageous urgency of rom-coms are actually appropriate here. All the absurdities that define the genre — not accidentally but deliberately — suddenly work in its favor.
It’s movies like this one that make me despair. Because it is going to make a bazillion bucks at the box office around the world, and there’s absolute nothing here that warrants such success.
Zombies and social satire were made for each other — this has been true since the advent of the modern zombie flick in the 1970s. But zombies and political satire?

I had just begun my career as a film critic when Titanic was first released in late 1997. So I missed it, back then, what it was about James Cameron’s magnificent movie that was (and still is) so extraordinary.