Forget Independence Day. If you really want to see Earth get it, you can’t do any better than Tim Burton’s Mars Attacks! It’s a destructo orgy orchestrated without any phony-baloney sanctimony about the fellowship of man — or spaceman. Burton isn’t interested in intergalactic amity; he’s not even interested in…
Some amusing stuff about sports agentry drowns in the emotional shallows of Jerry Maguire, which stars Tom Cruise (in the title role) as a hotshot dealmaker whose first bout of conscience torpedoes his future at his firm, the monolithic Sports Management International. After visiting a hospitalized hockey player who skates…
It’s impossible to capture on the printed page the anticipatory thrill of hearing Sylvester Stallone handle rapid-fire dialogue: the rumbling basso voice, the twisted mouth valiantly trying to wrap itself around an unruly stream of words, the consonants and vowels hurling forward like a toppled barrel of oranges. Will any…
Not long into the low-key 1994 Chinese murder drama The Day the Sun Turned Cold, writer/ director/producer Yim Ho serves up a defining moment in the marriage of husband Guan Shichang (Ma Jing Wu), the school principal in a rural village, and Pu Fengying (Si Ching Gao Wa), his tofu-making…
In the post-Babe era, can you make a live-action movie about animals and not have them talk to each other? For me, this is the deep philosophical question raised by Disney’s new 101 Dalmatians, a live-action remake of the studio’s 1961 animated feature — in which, by the way, the…
In the golden age of Hollywood, no less than the likes of Frank Capra owned Christmas on the big screen. But if you want Proof No. 496 of how far things have fallen, consider that in the Nineties holiday cinema is a wholly owned subsidiary of Chris Columbus — hired…
Thomas Hardy wrote Jude the Obscure in the mid-1890s, and to those of us professional critics who sometimes question the efficacy of our calling, it is considerably reassuring to note that the savage reception of the book actually discouraged Hardy from producing any more novels. Later on, English majors the…
On its 30th anniversary, Star Trek exists only as a fetish or a fool’s pastime. The original series continues to air as a faded relic; the Next Generation cast was put to pasture as a film enterprise before its time; and Deep Space Nine and Voyager run and rerun so…
Anthony Minghella believes in ghosts — and, at his best, makes believers out of viewers, too. The writer-director of Truly Madly Deeply and this heartfelt, eye-filling (but problematic and puzzling) adaption of Michael Ondaatje’s Booker Prize-winning novel The English Patient salts his movies with passionate specters. In Truly Madly Deeply…
“I coulda been a contender,” Marlon Brando laments to Rod Steiger in On the Waterfront. Instead, he got “a one-way ticket to Palookaville.” Russ, Jerry, and Sid, the three unemployed Jersey City guys at the core of the droll, poignant new film Palookaville, share Brando’s ultimate destination. Like the ex-pugilist,…
Mother Night, a loving adaption of Kurt Vonnegut’s 1961 novel of the same name, should be required viewing as a companion piece to Casablanca. Like that Bogart classic, Mother Night has a powerful World War II love story at its core, and uses that tragic romance to address the tricky…
Looking for Richard is Al Pacino’s shaggy, nutty, wheedling documentary about a staging of Shakespeare’s Richard III and the art of performance. Filmed between acting stints over a period of several years, it shows us Pacino in a flurry of guises. We see him as Richard, of course, but also…
Thrillers that involve a threat to the nuclear family almost always have a reactionary subtext. Fatal Attraction, The Hand That Rocks the Cradle, and Cape Fear leap to mind. When a director of Ron Howard’s depth makes a film like Ransom, about a rich guy trying to best the man…
The made-on-a-shoestring male bonding comedy Swingers has become a darling of the film festival circuit thanks to the cinematic equivalent of good cocktail chatter: smart, funny lines delivered by a handful of stylish, good-looking (but not overpoweringly so) young hipsters whose slick, trendy appearances mask vulnerable hearts. Jon Favreau, the…
I hate the Fort Lauderdale International Film Festival. I know, I know — film festivals are good for us, they give us a chance to see movies that we wouldn’t otherwise get to see, they bring area cinephiles together, et cetera. But after screening videos of FLIFF (not to be…
Let me give you a piece of advice regarding the movie Sleepers: As you settle into your seat for the opening credits and the phrase “based on a true story” appears, ignore it. Watch this movie as if it were a work of pure fiction. The best-selling book of the…
When is a soap opera not a soap opera? When it’s written and directed by a filmmaker as skilled as Mike Leigh and performed by actors as convincing as Brenda Blethyn and Timothy Spall in Leigh’s new film Secrets & Lies. Few plot lines have been as overworked in recent…
Tommy Basilio (Steve Buscemi) lost his pregnant girlfriend Theresa (Elizabeth Bracco) to his best friend and former boss Rob (Anthony LaPaglia). To add insult to injury, Rob fired Tommy from the garage where both men worked as mechanics because Tommy “borrowed” $1500 from the till and gambled it away. Tommy,…
An earnest, ambitious, and highly principled young lawyer takes on an unpopular case and uncovers evildoing in high places. Question #1: Which movie based on a John Grisham novel does that synopsis describe? Answer: All of them. Question #2: How many of those films suck? Answer: See Answer #1. Say…
You have to admire Shane Black. The guy writes ludicrous, thoroughly implausible scripts that should be laughed out of existence based on their premises alone, fleshes them out with brainless banter and stereotypical characters, and then sells them for more money than many far superior independent films have for their…
Tom Hanks’s new movie That Thing You Do! is a slight but catchy little ditty that grows annoying with prolonged exposure. In other words, it’s a lot like the song of the same title that sets the plot in motion and pops up repeatedly throughout the film. Hanks, surely the…
I wasn’t even going to review Leon Ichaso’s cliche-ridden anti-Castro diatribe Bitter Sugar. Ichaso’s Cuban Romeo and Juliet seemed neither good enough to merit my praise nor bad enough to invoke my wrath; the film drifts like a sunstruck balsero in a sea of mediocrity. But then, on September 25,…
