Showing posts with label Alfred Molina. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alfred Molina. Show all posts
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Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Monsters University
Directed by San Scanlon.
2013. Rated PG, 104 minutes.
Cast:
Nathan Fillion
Julia Sweeney
Instead of continuing the story of Monsters, Inc., we
take a trip back in time to the college days of our heroes. Most of our focus
is on Mike (Crystal). He's wanted to be the greatest scarer of all-time since
he was a very young monster. He is so obsessed with the idea, he has literally
worked toward it his entire life. There is absolutely no question that he will
major in Scaring when en enters Monsters University. There is one little bitty
issue. Mike is not particularly scary. Soon, he meets Sully (Goodman), our
other hero.
Sully is a natural, having descended from some of the industry's greats. He
is much more of a jock while Mike is a bookworm. They do not get along. Their
bickering even occurs in class and winds up getting them both kicked out of the
Scaring program. As a last-ditch effort to get back in, they make a wager with
Dean Hardscrabble (Mirren), who dislikes them both. If they, and the fraternity
of misfits they're stuck with, win the campus Scare Games, they will be allowed
back into the program. If they do not, they must leave school altogether.
Early on, the differences between Mike and Sully form a solid foundation
for the movie. It's not just their arguing, but the choices each makes, and the
people with whom they surround themselves. Best of all, Mike isn't a meek
personality. He's a feisty little guy, not afraid to tell the big bad Sully
what he thinks of him. Later on, their having to work together is the
satisfactory development of a friendship. It is appropriately rocky, but
undoubtedly on an upward swing. What's set up by all of this is a classic
underdog story. When the movie launches into the Scare Games, it's fun watching
the guys navigate the various events and figure out a way through them. We see
them grow and bond as a team and have a good time doing it.
None of this would matter if the movie weren't funny. It is just that all
the way through. Many of the jokes don't come from our heroes, though. The
supporting players bring much more of the funny. The star of the show, in this
regard, is Sherri Squibbles, the mother of one of the misfits. Julia Sweeney
does a wonderful job with the voice and she is just a hilarious character. She
lights up the screen every time she graces it. Another standout, in less screen
time, is Steve Buscemi's reprisal of his role as Randy. As for Mike and Sully,
they do have a number of funny moments, but they're more responsible for the
drama. That drama is also well-handled. it is tense at the right times. The
tension is cranked up the highest during a scene late in the movie when some
horror elements are introduced. Also helping in the tension department is Helen
Mirren as Dean Hardscrabble. She provides us with a solid villain with a
commanding presence.
Though this is an underdog story, Monsters University is
to be commended for not being satisfied with the easy finish. It seems to give
us this and appears all set to ride off into the sunset. Instead, it throws us
a bit of a curveball and the film continues. Rather than feeling like a false
finish, it works in service of the developing relationship of our heroes and
strengthens the movie for us. It directly leads to the finale which, as I
mentioned, makes very nice use of horror movie tropes. When it actually does
end, whether the kiddies watching realize this or not, the movie is better for
going the extra mile.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Frida
Directed by Julie Taymor.
2002. Rated R, 123 minutes.
Cast:
Valeria Golino
Diego Luna
Mía Maestro
Saffron Burrows
The life and times of real life Mexican artist Frida Kahlo
(Hayek). We meet her as a young woman spying on an extra-marital affair by
Diego Rivera (Molina), her country’s most famous artist. A short while later,
Frida is badly injured when the trolley she is riding in has an accident.
Doctors tell her she may never walk again. Of course she does, and it indeed
affects her the rest of her life, but this isn’t the story. The story actually
begins with her discovering her passion and ability for painting while confined
to her bed. Soon, she seeks the counsel of none other than Rivera whom, if you
couldn’t tell, is as renowned for his womanizing as he is for his artwork. The
two embark on a tumultuous lifelong love affair.
In the titular role, Salma Hayek is an unstoppable force of
nature. She emanates an irresistible flame that torches the screen. Aided by a
prominent unibrow, Hayek is simply impossible to look away from. It is a
magnificent performance starting with the very first time we see her. Since one
great turn deserves another, what Hayek accomplishes is certainly complemented,
and might not be possible, without the work of Alfred Molina as Rivera. He is
essentially the perfect trampoline for her to bounce off. Seemingly everything
she does is in reaction to him, even when he is not in the scene. To his
credit, Molina doesn’t wither in her storms. He plays Diego as a large man,
both literally and figuratively, with enormous pride and appetites. This isn’t
a guy who curls up fetally when his woman is on a tirade. He constantly reminds
her, and us, that she knew who he was right from the start.
Along the way, director Julie Taymor adds some very nice
touches that are nods to artists in general, and these two in particular. At
times, characters themselves fade in or out of a painting. Other times, Frida’s
work literally comes to life. On a few occasions, even less conventional things
happen. It’s a wonderful way of adding layers to the film without endless
exposition. Showing is more powerful than telling. The film does a great deal of
showing this way and manages to do so without subtracting from the idea that we
are watching a movie about real people.
One area where the movie doesn’t do enough showing or telling
is in regards to how she came to be so important to the Mexican people. We’re
told often how good her work is, but just piles up in a back room of her house.
Diego often lets well connected people give it a look. Eventually, this lands
her a gig in Paris. Next thing we know she’s suddenly an icon in her native
land. We never see any growth in her status. We are just told it is.
Even if the movie could have done a better job at explaining
the public side of her life, it so thoroughly and zestfully goes over the
private side, we can’t help being enthralled. Here is a woman with so much
passion it rubs off on everyone around her, including us in the audience. We
lover her regardless of whether or not we are into art or agree with her
politics. This is the towering achievement of Frida.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Rango
Directed by Gore Verbinski.
2011. Rated PG, 107 minutes.
Cast:
Johnny Depp
Isla Fisher
Ned Beatty
Abigail Breslin
Alfred Molina
Bill Nighy
Harry Dean Stanton
Timothy Olyphant
Ray Winstone
Stephen Root
James Ward Byrkit
Gil Birmingham
After some slick talking and fortunate accidents, Rango (Depp) finds himself as the sherrif of the water starved t own of Dirt. The town is in such a drout all of their water is kept in the bank’s vault. On Wednesday’s all of the townspeople gather by the giant spicket so the mayor can dole out their weekly allowance. Western style hijinks and shenanigans ensue.
One of the first things we notice in Rango is the vivid colors as our hero is alone in his tank with a few props in the back of a car. Likewise, when he falls out of the car onto the road and into the oppressive sunlight. Most notable is all this is the main characters bright green hue. It serves as a constant reminder of his status as an outsider when most of the colors are stripped away. What we’re left with is a pallet mostly made up of various shades of brown, gray and black. Other colors that manage to get included are muted. It recreates the rustic atmosphere of a place long passed over by time. Through amazing character designs even the citizens of Dirt have the weathered look befitting people who live in a town with such a name. This is no small feat considering these “people” are all animals. This attention to detail perfectly sets the mood and tone.
Of course, this is no straight forward adventure of a stranger riding in to save a desolate town. This is a parody of such movies. Depending on you, this is either a strength or a weakness. For adults that have watched their fair share of westerns this will be a great strength. You will be able to laugh at the parts that specifically poke fun at the genre as well as the more accessible humor, of which there is plenty. For those that haven’t watched many westerns this will likely be a weakness. There may be stretches where it seems nothing much is going on. My children have no use for westerns and my daughters have never watched more than a few minutes of one before giving up. My wife and son may have made it through one or two apiece. Indeed, I laughed more often than any of them.
If there is any other weakness, to me it is Johnny Depp in the lead role. Generally, I’m a Depp apologist. However, he sounds forced in this case. Instead of just using his natural voice, which would’ve worked just fine, he sounds as if he’s trying to imitate what he thinks Rango should sound like. The character himself is reminiscent of Woody Allen, so I also kept wondering why he wasn’t playing the part. It’s not that Depp is bad, he’s just clearly better at live-action than voiceover work.
Fortunately, weaknesses are few in Rango. It’s a wonderful sendup of westerns without alienating the audience at which its aiming. It moves smoothly from comedy to action and uses striking visuals effectively in both veins. There are a few words harsher than one would expect in a PG rated animated flick, so parents be prepared for that. Still, its very well done and lots of fun.
MY SCORE: 7.5/10
2011. Rated PG, 107 minutes.
Cast:
Johnny Depp
Isla Fisher
Ned Beatty
Abigail Breslin
Alfred Molina
Bill Nighy
Harry Dean Stanton
Timothy Olyphant
Ray Winstone
Stephen Root
James Ward Byrkit
Gil Birmingham
After some slick talking and fortunate accidents, Rango (Depp) finds himself as the sherrif of the water starved t own of Dirt. The town is in such a drout all of their water is kept in the bank’s vault. On Wednesday’s all of the townspeople gather by the giant spicket so the mayor can dole out their weekly allowance. Western style hijinks and shenanigans ensue.
One of the first things we notice in Rango is the vivid colors as our hero is alone in his tank with a few props in the back of a car. Likewise, when he falls out of the car onto the road and into the oppressive sunlight. Most notable is all this is the main characters bright green hue. It serves as a constant reminder of his status as an outsider when most of the colors are stripped away. What we’re left with is a pallet mostly made up of various shades of brown, gray and black. Other colors that manage to get included are muted. It recreates the rustic atmosphere of a place long passed over by time. Through amazing character designs even the citizens of Dirt have the weathered look befitting people who live in a town with such a name. This is no small feat considering these “people” are all animals. This attention to detail perfectly sets the mood and tone.
Of course, this is no straight forward adventure of a stranger riding in to save a desolate town. This is a parody of such movies. Depending on you, this is either a strength or a weakness. For adults that have watched their fair share of westerns this will be a great strength. You will be able to laugh at the parts that specifically poke fun at the genre as well as the more accessible humor, of which there is plenty. For those that haven’t watched many westerns this will likely be a weakness. There may be stretches where it seems nothing much is going on. My children have no use for westerns and my daughters have never watched more than a few minutes of one before giving up. My wife and son may have made it through one or two apiece. Indeed, I laughed more often than any of them.
If there is any other weakness, to me it is Johnny Depp in the lead role. Generally, I’m a Depp apologist. However, he sounds forced in this case. Instead of just using his natural voice, which would’ve worked just fine, he sounds as if he’s trying to imitate what he thinks Rango should sound like. The character himself is reminiscent of Woody Allen, so I also kept wondering why he wasn’t playing the part. It’s not that Depp is bad, he’s just clearly better at live-action than voiceover work.
Fortunately, weaknesses are few in Rango. It’s a wonderful sendup of westerns without alienating the audience at which its aiming. It moves smoothly from comedy to action and uses striking visuals effectively in both veins. There are a few words harsher than one would expect in a PG rated animated flick, so parents be prepared for that. Still, its very well done and lots of fun.
MY SCORE: 7.5/10
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