Lucky You (review)
Bana is fascinating to watch here… even his poker face roils with undercurrents of tension and smugness that play off one another in a beautiful ugly way.
Bana is fascinating to watch here… even his poker face roils with undercurrents of tension and smugness that play off one another in a beautiful ugly way.
Becomes, as all the best sendups do, a thorough tweaking of the genre as well as an excellent example of the same.
An ultralow-budget horror with a style and flavor all its own, driven by character and reveling in its utter lack of coin as, it seems, the freedom and permission it needed to be clever and original.
There are lots of crimes a movie can commit — being boring, being nonsensical, being implausible, being irrelevant — but it’s the rare movie that can commit all of them in the space of 90 minutes.
Are you saying I have a daughter? How’d that happen? / It’s called sex, Dad. Family films tend to suffer from an overabundance of sentimental sap, but this delightful drama about a father and a daughter rediscovering each other avoids that fate without giving up any of its sweet gentleness. The signs don’t look good … more…

It’s just as visually lively, just as crammed full of clever and literate wordplay, just as screamingly hilarious as ‘Shaun of the Dead.’
And oh, Jonathan Kasdan thinks he’s cute, too, in more ways than one. All the women in his imaginary mythical “land of women” — I keep expecting, I dunno, girl-leprechauns in pink dresses or something — are madly in love with him, of course.
I was prepared for awful. I wasn’t prepared for what ‘Pathfinder’ actually is: a compelling example of purely cinematic storytelling that eschews almost all dialogue and lets moody colors and visceral action tell a tale that is mythic and metaphoric.
Word up! Book ’em! Or something.
Ugly and beautiful at the same time, this is a tough film to take, but rewards the effort put into it.