Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
From the gorgeous tracking shot, early on, of a residential street on the 4th of July in late sixties California (fireworks blooming just above the rooftops of the pretty bungalows) to the final scene of two haunted men in an airport security office room (anti-climactic only if you were expecting a chase and shoot-out), Zodiac is smart and gripping. Recommended
Monday, March 19, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
Thursday, March 8, 2007
Ties loosened, cigarettes blazing, serious Eisenhower-era men in white Arrow shirts sit in conference, speaking in a very deliberate way about matters grave; and when they repair to a nightclub to relax, we hear none of the satisfying sounds of conviviality – no clink of ice and glass, none of the jokes we only see them laughing at: only the lonesome jazz ballads played by the nightclub band.
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
I'd have to read the Richard Price novel to be certain, but the film feels like a sprint--like a lot of the problems it has were the result of trying to cram as much of the book as possible into two hours.
The best of what made it onto the screen was good enough to make me wish it had been longer.
Monday, March 5, 2007
The montage that ends The Usual Suspects has been copied doggedly by countless films since.
(Most recently, at the conclusion of The Illusionist, the footage of Paul Giammati at the train station might well have been rotoscoped over the footage of Chazz Palminteri at the police station from the end of the earlier film.)
Unlike in The Usual Suspects, where the game was played fairly straight, the device has since been used, almost exclusively, to prop up some god-awful storytelling.
Cry_Wolf ranks right around the bottom – or high on the list of usual suspects, if you will.