Hell or High Water (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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Hell or High Water (2016)


Directed by David Mackenzie • Written by Taylor Sheridan


With Ben Foster, Chris Pine, Jeff Bridges and Gil Birmingham


A collaboration between Starred Up director David Mackenze and Sicario writer, Taylor Sheridan, Hell or High Water is a riveting heist thriller centering on two bank-robbing brothers (Ben Foster & Chris Pine), who after the death of their mother, turn to crime in a bid to save their family ranch, all the while pursued by a retiring Texas ranger (Jeff Bridges) and his good-humoured partner (Gil Birmingham).

With two Oscar-worthy performances to its name, Mackenzie creates a genuine moment in cinema – a modern-day western that aches for the glory days of yesteryear, bloody-minded in its determination to stamp an old school sensibility on present times. The days when outlaws and thieves had a 50/50 chance of escaping the law, before security cameras and traceable banknotes. The romance of the Old West, still visible in the skies and across the beauty of the landscape, forever tarnished by technology, globalisation and banks.

Tonally akin to the Coen’s No Country for Old Men, with a bit of True Grit for good measure, the film is home to two career-best performances from Ben Foster and Chris Pine, playing desperate men fighting a financial system designed to make them poor. In no small way, the overarching villains of Hell of High Water are the financial institutions, hardwired to systematically rob the people of their livelihoods. It’s part of what makes this enthralling thriller an emotionally complex study on brotherhood and family obligations.

As the one-last-job lawman, Jeff Bridges is captivating to watch, as he teases on the borders of racial banter with Gil Birmingham, who gives every bit as good as he gets. It’s a beautiful script that bolsters a memorable screen partnership of unspoken respect, deep beneath the surface of their playful lack of it.

While the busy soundtrack could be considered distracting, an intermittent smattering of whiskey-stained rock songs befit a modern western rebirth – a world in which cars and casinos have replaced horses and saloons. Hailed by many as a revitalisation, Hell or High Water strongly makes its mark, boasting all the genre character of a classic western while offering resonant observations on past and present. An absolute must-see.

5/5

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Arrival (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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Arrival (2016)


Directed by Denis Villeneuve • Written by Eric Heisserer


With Amy Adams, Jeremy Renner and Forest Whitaker


There’s a mournful nature to much of Denis Villeneuve’s work, which is forefront in the tone of Arrival, an intelligent science-fiction drama-thriller based on the short story, Story of Your Life by Ted Chaing. Adapted by screenwriter Eric Heisserer, the film stars Amy Adams as Louise Banks, a linguistics egghead called upon to help establish lines of communication with a mysterious alien spacecraft, one of twelve that have appeared in various locations around the globe.

The antithesis of b-movie entertainment like Independence Day, Villeneuve’s film is a complex, thought-provoking exploration of ideas around our understanding of communication. I have deep reservoirs of respect for movies that invite the audience to be challenged and involved on a higher level than the movie itself; Kubrick’s 2001, Nolan’s Interstellar – cinematic gifts that keep giving, no matter how many times we see them. Arrival is such a film, one in which breathtaking spectacle is second to the strength of the stimulating ideas that course through its veins.

As she did so strikingly in Tom Ford’s Nocturnal Animals, Amy Adams captures an acute sense of longing, fighting an inner turmoil that regularly interrupts her daily life. It’s a graceful performance of bottled anguish that is mirrored by the stern, grey tones of the overall piece, giving the film a deep breath of human intimacy, as it alternates and intersperses things that are both grounded and grandiose. She’s joined by an uncommonly kindly Jeremy Renner, playing a theoretical physicist, working alongside her to unravel the alien language.

While rich with existential ambition, this is a story that simultaneously asks its audience to think inwardly. The global reaction to the arrival of aliens is another fascinating dimesion, working as a fulcrum for much of the inherent tension brought about by widespread panic and our natural fear of the unknown.

The initial sight of the monolithic alien craft hovering motionless over the landscape is an awe-inspiring one, yet also one that mixes feelings of dread and intrigue, surrounded by tanks, jets and military hardware.  Jóhann Jóhannsson’s suggestive score deepens the mood, cleverly attuning itself as a haunting representation of a muffled alien language.

While there’s a coldness to the overall experience, don’t let yourself hold that against it. Arrival isn’t the kind of blockbuster entertainment that it was mis-marketed as, it’s much more than that – a deft film of subliminal hope and positivity, mounted on a multiplex canvas that reminds us how meaningful a trip to the cinema can be. Find a like-minded friend, and it’s one that begs to be discussed and explored over drinks, long after hours.

5/5 

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Central Intelligence (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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Central Intelligence (2016)


Directed by Rawson Marshall Thurber • Written by Ike Barinholtz, David Stasson & Rawsom Marshall Thurber


With Dwayne Johnson, Kevin Hart, Jason Bateman, Aaron Paul, Amy Ryan and Danielle Nicolet


His first feature since the amusing road comedy, We’re the Millers, Rawson Marshall Thurber is back with a bang, co-writing and directing Kevin Hart and Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson in Central Intelligence, a hyperbolic action-comedy buddy caper with a slight whiff of Twins about it.

The ever excitable Hart plays Calvin Joyner, a successful but uninspired Boston accountant (his job matters later). In his college glory days, Calvin was the man. Nicknamed ‘The Golden Jet’ for his athletic prowess, he was voted ‘the guy most likely to succeed’. Conversely, Bob Stone (Johnson) was an overweight kid – a regular victim of malicious school bullies. Shortly before a ‘Class of 1996’ reunion, Joyner receives a Facebook friend invitation from Stone and the pair arrange to meet. Of course, there’s more to Bob Stone than meets the eye…though perhaps that isn’t the best cliché to apply to a physical specimen as impressive as Dwayne Johnson.

For a film that has about as much originality as a slice of bread, Central Intelligence is blessed with the presence of Johnson and Hart, who turn what could’ve been a procession of tired jokes into a good-natured piece of knock-about fun. At times, Hart’s coltish schtick is overindulged, with some of his scenes overextended to seemingly show off his talent. These moments damage the pace and rhythm of the edit, indeed, with a hefty-feeling running-time of 107-mins, it’s easy to spot moments that might have been trimmed.

Aside from an array of entertaining action sequences, there are colourful supporting characters, most prominently, a spiteful Jason Bateman, who almost does an Alec Baldwin in Glengarry Glen Ross, coming close to stealing the entire film with a relatively small amount of screen time.

Though it’s 15-mins too long and has a repetitive plot that’s more exhausting than intriguing, ultimately, Central Intelligence is a warm-hearted teddy bear of a movie – its positive message skilfully sentimental in a way that isn’t leaden or mawkish. Much of that can be attributed to Dwayne Johnson’s undeniable affability, with his beaming smile and real-life enthusiasm seeping from every pore, imbuing a worn formula with an endearing spirit.

3/5

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The Greasy Strangler (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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The Greasy Strangler (2016)


Directed by Jim Hosking • Written by Jim Hosking & Toby Harvard


With Michael St. Michaels, Sky Elobar and Elizabeth De Razzo


Jim Hosking’s The Greasy Strangler is like one of David Lynch’s more surreal nightmares – a bizarre cross between Peter Jackson’s Bad Taste and The League of Gentleman, designed to pique disgust levels and turn stomachs. Though billed as a horror-comedy, it’s actually far less of a laugh-scare balancing act than that, working as straight-up gross-out material with an unrelenting barrage of strangeness.

Michael St. Michaels and Sky Elobar are father and son, both attracted to Janet, a woman they meet whilst doing the rounds as street guides to old disco haunts in Los Angeles. So begins a rivalry to win her affections. Also, there’s a bloke dripping in grease stalking the streets at night, strangling random people for no apparent reason.

With notable production credits behind it (Elijah Wood and Ben Wheatley) Hosking appears to be targeting niche status with a sustained level of weirdness loaded into every frame. The chuckles (if you can find them) come mainly from scenes in which characters repeat the same things over and over – laughs by way of exasperation, if you like. Then there’s the gross-out reaction, which, depending on how sheltered you’ve been, could play as the best-worst thing you’ve seen in a while, or simply the worst full stop.

What can’t be denied is the level of commitment/lack of embarrassment demonstrated by all the principal players. Whether it’s simulating cunnilingus on a greasy grapefruit or walking around bollock-naked with prosthetic penis’on full show for the majority of the running time, Michael St. Michael and Sky Elobar wholly immerse themselves in the goo of a script that asks them to humiliate themselves at nearly every turn.

More eye-openly revolting than outright funny, The Greasy Strangler’s cult aspirations might be a little over prescribed, but that shouldn’t take away from being able to admire the downright fearlessness of its existence, which doesn’t spare your feelings for a fleeting second, and does so with a symmetrically unsemytrical electronic soundtrack. Be warned  – it’s likely to put you off frying bacon or sausages…ever again.

3/5

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Bad Moms (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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Bad Moms (2016)


Directed by Jon Lucas & Scott Moore • Written by Jon Lucas & Scott Moore


With Mila Kunis, Kathryn Hahn, Kristen Bell, Christina Applegate, Jada Pinkett-Smith, Annie Mumolo and Jay Hernandez


The writing-directing duo of Jon Lucas and Scott Moore re-team for their second feature together, Bad Moms, a larger than life US comedy about an overburdened, under-appreciated ‘mom’, Amy (Mila Kunis), struggling to live up to the model of the perfect mother and housewife. Try as she might, her ruined kids accuse her of hating them, while her slacker husband prefers the company of online porn. After a dramatic blow out at a prissy school PTA meeting, Amy gets drunk in a bar with Carla (Kathyrn Hahn) and Kiki (Kristen Bell) – together they trash a supermarket, agreeing to rebel and enjoy some freedom.

After a breezy introduction and a few early laughs, Lucas & Moore establish an adolescent tone somewhere between The Hangover and Bridesmaids, as dick jokes abound. So at home in the acerbic world of Seth MacFarlane, Mila Kunis is a competent lead, though she surrenders all the funniest lines to Kathryn Hahn, whose aggressive, straight-talking acid tongue comes at us like a cross between Caitlyn Jenner and Samantha from Sex and the City.

After around 40-mins, the central joke begins to dissolve as the movie creaks towards its final act, by which point it opts to ditch any early glimmers of subversion in favour of becoming a hackneyed regurgitation of formulaic production line comedies. While the co-penned script has a smattering of laughs and the talented cast make a decent fist of it, the underlying narrartive grows ever more tedious as the running time clocks up.

2.5/5

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The Shallows (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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The Shallows (2016)


Directed by Jaume Collet-Serra • Written by Anthony Jaswinski


With Blake Lively and Óscar Jaenada


When it comes to the movies, sharks might argue they’ve been given a bad rap. Ever since John Williams saddled them with the ultimate soundtrack of danger (dur-dum), they’ve been tossed around in tornadoes, invaded SeaWorld and eaten helicopters. It seems that no matter how ridiculous things get, we’ll never get tired of being scared of sharks.

Looking like a model in an exotic holiday commercial, Blake Lively is Nancy, a medical student visiting a remote island enjoyed by her recently deceased mother. Not only that, Nancy is here to surf, only, there’s something in the water. Directed with panache by Juame Collet-Serra, The Shallows shares more DNA with Danny Boyle’s 127 Hours than it does Jaws.

There was a time when I’d gladly watch a shark feasting on the entire cast of Gossip Girl, so it’s testament to Blake Lively that I found myself perched on the edge of my seat, willing her to survive this battle of the apex predators. As much as the camera adores her, in only her second feature, Lively has an easy presence, demonstrating a notable onscreen maturity. It’s all the more impressive that she succeeds, given her main acting partners are a seagull and a dead whale.

Clocking in at a sensible 86-mins, Collet-Serra opts to establish and sustain tension early in the first act. As Nancy tests the water, we’re treated to sumptuous visuals of her out in the surf, duck diving and paddling. It’d be quite serene, were it not for the knot in your stomach, brought about by the gnawing threat of giant shark appearing at any given moment.

Once things take an inevitable nose dive, the film locks in as an effective survival thriller, as Nancy struggles not just against the hunger pangs of a great white shark, but also the hazards of the surrounding environment. Much the same as 127 Hours, Collet-Serra does a fine job of applying that sense of so-close-but-so-far, as Nancy finds herself taunted by the tantilising hope of freedom, stranded so close to the safety of dry land.

Towards the end, it can’t resist the temptation to become a theme-park ride of a movie, with a side order of daftness, however, the special effects retain a good sense of heft and for the most part, it’s fun to go along with. While it does little to undo the lobotomisation of shark-based movies, The Shallows is comfortably the best one since 1975.

4/5

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Suicide Squad (2016) Film Review by Gareth Rhodes

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Suicide Squad (2016) 


Directed by David Ayer • Written by David Ayer


With Will Smith, Margot Robbie, Jay Hernandez, Viola Davis, Cara Delevigne, Joel Kinnaman and Jared Leto


In terms of roll out, it’s felt like the DC cinematic series has been playing catch-up with those pesky do-gooders over at Marvel for a few too many years. Though it performed well at the box office, the disappointing critical response to Zack Snyder’s Batman Vs Superman didn’t help, causing heated fan division and an underlying lack of confidence for the studio’s slowly unraveling universe of goodies vs baddies, which, brings me neatly to Suicide Squad.

Written in just six weeks by David Ayer, Suicide Squad was DC’s opportunity to gain some genuine traction for its wavering franchise. Everyone knows the bad guys are the most interesting characters in the comic book sphere, so to tell a story in which they all get to run riot sounds like the best idea since ideas began. Or maybe not.

Picking up after the events of Batman Vs Superman, we find the government in a bit of a pickle. They have a problem that can only be solved by bad metahumans doing good things – which is a simplified way of setting up the ‘plot’ for this loud, attention seeking adventure into the all-too familiar.

With a large ensemble cast in tow, David Ayer fails to service most of the characters. What’s worse, is that Jared Leto’s much-anticipated depiction of the Joker is relegated to the role of substitute, showing up for a few scenes (mostly flashbacks) while the main plot lumbers forward in the most achingly predictable way. Meanwhile, half-baked backstories abound, as Ayer overpacks his film with thinly-sketched characters like Katana, Captain Boomerang and Killer Croc.

Thankfully, not everything misfires. With all the best one-liners and eye-catching hot pants, Margot Robbie is all three of crazy-sexy-cool, embracing the role of Harley Quinn to give a performance of great effervescence that temporarily boosts the quality of the overall film each time the camera finds her…even if it’s just for a naughty wink or a sideways glance. It’s no surprise the call is loud for a Harley solo movie.

Sharing the spoils of screen time with Robbie is Will Smith, who is sturdily charismatic as Deadshot, though his back-story is clunky and recycled, robbing the character of enigmatic intrigue. Viola Davis fares better as Amanda Waller, bringing some weight to proceedings as a hard-nosed government agent tasked with keeping the squad in check.

During the film’s promotional tour, Jared Leto spoke in tones of veiled disappointment at the amount of Joker footage left out of the finished film. It’s a shared disappointment, as whenever he and Robbie are allowed to express themselves, the movie wakes up.

Though it pines for cult status, Suicide Squad is like a film for the crowd who thinks Avril Lavigne is genuine punk rock. Margot Robbie captures some vital edge, but she’s marooned in a movie that feels like it’s been made by committee for pre-teens, even though its non-stop soundtrack is peppered with dad-rock anthems. Ironically, a story about an incongruous team of anarchists that plays it safe to the point of tedium.

2.5/5

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