I wholeheartedly agree with you Quentin.
Inglourious Basterds is a movie that is very confident in itself and its message. Quentin Tarantino, who has always teased us with his ideas on what film means to him, finally comes out and screams it to the world. It should come of no surprise that he does so in such an explosive, violent manner because as he has always shown, violence is a large part of life, and movies in particular.
I’m sure some will be confused or disagree with his approach to historic Truth but I felt it to be rather refreshing. Many in the film world are constantly distracted by historical inaccuracies in film and in his typical snide way, Tarantino decides to tell the story of World War II in the most inaccurate way possible. This is because he doesn’t want or need to play by the rules of writing history. For one, he never has, and in the end he is clearly saying, “what is history but great storytelling?” Therefore, let me tell you a great story. I believe he achieves that.
Precious is a film that is about a lot more than just pain.
If there is a film that has earned a bad reputation this year, it is Precious. I cannot tell you how many people I’ve spoken to who have said that they won’t see Precious because it seems “too sad.” What a poor excuse to not see a movie that is one hundred percent the most beautiful film of the year.
Based on the novel Push, Precious tells the story of Claireece “Precious” Jones. The year is 1987 and Precious lives in Harlem with her abusive mother Mary. Precious has already given birth to a child by her father, and is now pregnant with another by him. She is illiterate, angry, and unbeknownst to her, HIV positive.
While the foundation for Precious is gloomy, it is the film’s progression that is full of so much hope, love, and sheer magnificence. Precious is a film about the power of love and compassion. To be more specific, it is about how the power of womanhood and how unity, affection, and self-expression can overcome any form of pain and hatred.
There is something more to Ryan Bingham than meets the eye.
Instead of writing a standard review of Up In the Air, I thought I would tell you about a little creative “theory” I have.
On the surface, Up in the Air is a film about “connection” and the “baggage” that comes with having friends, family, lovers, partners etc. The film has us evaluate a man named Ryan Bingham who does not want any of this. Instead he sells to us a life philosophy where he carries around an empty backpack. He makes common acquaintances but generally he is alone and introverted, but he exudes an aura of general happiness from this lifestyle.
Yet as I watched Jason Reitman’s best film of his young budding career, I had a much different reaction that most filmgoers. I found myself being drawn into a conversation about having a sense of obligation, a willingness to sacrifice oneself for it, and being held accountable for the actions surrounding it.
War is a dangerous drug to be addicted to.
Kathryn Bigelow’s film The Hurt Locker opens by using a quotation that reveals its thesis: “The rush of battle is a potent and often lethal addiction, for war is a drug.”
While the plot of the film revolves around how the drug of war affects Sergeant First Class William James (impressively played by Jeremy Renner), I found my focus being brought to the other members of his bomb detonation team: Sergeant JT Sanborn (Anthony Mackie being used to his full potential) and Specialist Owen Eldridge (Brian Geraghty).
"You look amazing, but doesn't this story sound familiar?"
While the highest grossing film of all time contains elements of grandeur, it isn’t as great as some of us are making it out to be. Is Avatar technically groundbreaking? Absolutely. Is it mesmerizing aesthetically? Unquestionably. Is it a great story? Not so much. The more I think about Avatar I cannot get over its “conveniently borrowed” storyline. Yet, with all its script/story issues, it still deserves the immense distinction it has earned.
My experience watching Avatar was one of intense elevation. The film sucked me in with its visual creations and progressions. Even as I watched it for a second time, I began to feel the same way someone who saw Star Wars did in 1977: this is going to change the face of movies forever. It is clear that James Cameron’s imagination is unmatched and his vision for and execution of Avatar will inevitably go down in history. Unfortunately though, his talents as a screenwriter are unimpressive.
One of the many visual treats that Up offers.
Typically, Pixar did not disappoint in 2009 with its annual release Up. Like those that came before it, Up contains a magic that has simply come to be expected of the aforementioned studio. There were three things that stood out to me: Up’s opening sequence, its animation, and its score.
The development of Mandela and Pienaar's relationship drives Invictus.
Clint Eastwood’s Invictus is a special film because of the way it constructs its narrative. Morgan Freeman had been sitting on the rights to the Nelson Mandela biopic but hadn’t found the right project. Then John Carlin’s book Playing the Enemy was optioned and the film was greenlit.
Similar to Eastwood’s Million Dollar Baby, Invictus is not a film about sports, but instead uses it as a framework in order to tell a larger story. In this case, the story unabashedly surrounds Mandela. This could have been the standard biopic about his young life being engulfed by apartheid, his eventual incarceration, release, and rise to the Presidency of South Africa. Yet, would that have made the film any different from any other retelling of his life?