Four films I've seen lately.
By McBain
The Hateful Eight (2015)
If you're old enough to have been there at the start of Tarantino's career, you'd imagine the career trajectory of a Lifetime. Once the fresh faced darling of Independent Cinema, and shoulder to shoulder with rising Directors like Besson, Soderberg, Demme, Linklater, Rodriguez and the Coens, Tarantino was the unique voice amongst the crowd. The low budget vérité of Reservoir Dogs was followed up with probably the definitive film of the 90's, Pulp Fiction. Being a pimply noggined 16 year old it was THE film to sneak into the Cinemas to see/quote/rewatch. Jackie Brown proved a mis-step in the Elmore Leonard fervor at the time in what seemed a perfect match. Our hero was fallible after all. Kill Bill came and went in a dramatic twist of pace, a pair of films to which this reviewer holds dear to his heart as two perfectly symmetrical films in almost every way. Death Proof fizzled terribly in the minds of critics and punters alike and despite his attempts to reinvent the Ghost of Cinematic Past it fell flat on most. Looking back from now, I believe it's failure hit Tarantino alot harder than most think. Harder than Jackie brown did at the time. Inglorious Basterds heralded a welcome return to form in the eyes of those same dead eyed pundits who walked out of the double feature half way through, but not this little black duck. Tremendous opening scene aside, the film, it's premise, it's 'stars' stank to high heaven. Appealing to the lowest common denominator he realised you can't tell people how to make rubbish smell like pot purri, you just have to give it to them a whiff. Django followed, undoubtedly his worst film ever. And he won another Oscar for it. Here was a man broken not by the system, but by us. The Hateful Eight, in my opinion is a welcome return to clever his scripting missing since Earl McGraw's 'Nascar' monologue. Not to say the film is perfect, but it maintains a delightful momentum in character, for most of the film. The 70mm is not wasted as some would have you believe. It's the end of the film that falls flat; it's always a mean feat to keep an audience suspended in the same location for the duration and keep them in their seats. The cast are superb, the design is spot on, and the direction is choreographed superbly. Until the final act. But this is Tarantino, and where he is, to where he should be, would be a shame to tell that pimply sixteen year old convert.
7/10
The Good Dinosaur (2015)
Pixar have come, conquered Hollywood, and sold out all within the space of the last Trophy on the Goodison Mantle. Pixar, we thought we knew him well, 1995-2010. The Good Dinosaur isn't a bad film. Its cutting edge animation and bright colours will have your kids in a trance. Well that kind of sums up my review because I just realised that's exactly what they wanted to do. Reports (imdb trolls) said that the difference between the photo realism of the backgrounds and the cartoonish characters was jarring. Don't believe them, it worked fine. In this humble reviewers eyes, nowhere near as great as the Big Nine originals, but I doubt there ever will be. Kids will love it, but it's no Land Before Time.
5/10
10/10 - Mcb Jr
The Revenant (2015)
Fell asleep after the Bear Rape. Ridiculous he survived that. No way. Di Caprio then crawling around alot. Tom Hardy doesn't need cotton balls, Brondo. He can mumble with the best of them. Need to re watch this. Soz.
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The Big Short (2015)
It's three of America's and One of Britain's biggest names taking on America's biggest con. It's own financial system. I've watched it, and I'm sitting here and now trying to understand what it was I watched. Have I been conned? I don't know. The premise that is presented in the advertisements, the tag-lines and the marketing, the very fundamental image of 'taking on the big banks for their greed and lack of foresight' isn't entirely accurate. Maybe it is. Maybe I've read this wrong. Am I programmed to only accept The Light beating The Dark? It's almost as if this is a film which contends to harmonise with the terrible situation the world found themselves in, and yet does it care? Our protagonists except Carrell and Gosling don't know each other, which is a shock. They've heard of Bale, because he does it first, but the rest are unrelated to each other and that's actually very boring. All they want to do is profit from the monumental failure that's about to occur. It's a film bemoaning the financial meltdown which destroys millions of lives, yet at it's heart four Gordon Geckos manouver their poor clients investments into a the riskiest scheme ever devised to make money off this. Alot of money. Is this the World? Is the bleeding heart that much closer to death and that functioning capitalism is the machine which we should worship first and foremost? Is survival of the fittest a mantra we can't dare look at in our own society? Should we throw malformed babies into the dark apothetae from the summit of Mount Taygetos with carefree abandon? IS THIS SPARTA? Maybe it is, but this film left me uncomfortable. Dark. Depressing. There's alot to digest here, and it left me in a strange place.
6/10