August 21st, 2009 | 11:08 am est |
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There are elements of a Quentin Tarantino film you can always count on — upturning genre conventions, strong female characters, extended conversational detours, and forceful violence. Right from its engaging, nail-biting beginning, Inglourious Basterds overflows with QT’s signature style.
July 31st, 2009 | 5:27 pm est |
Elementary school kids are in for a fun ride with Aliens in the Attic, a family-friendly action romp that is geared to get them riled up and dreaming of their own battle against an alien invasion. For all other audiences, the film is exactly what it is — a movie made for seven-year-olds. The checklist is as follows: Hits to the groin every 20 minutes? Check. A Jim Carrey-wannabe spaz acting like a clown anytime he’s onscreen? Yep, it’s got that, too. How about a possessed granny performing kung fu? Uh-huh. And a conceit that allows the kids to play while the parents are away? Oh yeah, the writers figured out a humdinger to explain that one. Indeed, those are cynical cheap shots — especially for a picture that will provide the goods to its target audience. However, one thing is for sure — a lot of time and energy was put into what will most likely be a forgotten bomb long after its days in the theatrical sun.
May 20th, 2009 | 5:17 pm est |
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There’s a certain, sad sci-fi irony when one considers that the first Terminator film to feature a robot with a human heart is also the first film in the series that feels like it has no soul. Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines was no masterpiece, but at least Jonathan Mostow’s direction was fairly assured, and the grim apocalyptic coda still felt loyal to James Cameron’s original, technologically paranoid concept. The spark was still there, even if it had already begun to fade.
May 1st, 2009 | 8:00 am est |
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On a scale of aluminum foil to adamantium, X-Men Origins: Wolverine rates a mid-gauge sheet metal. Sturdy as an early summer tent pole yet fragile enough to snap once the heavy fronts roll in, Fox’s notoriously leaked actioner should stand strong against the gentle breeze of Battle for Terra, though it’s likely to be blown away by the blustery winds of Star Trek and Terminator Salvation a few weeks out. From a non-fanboy perspective, it has some exciting action and colorful characters; unfortunately, the special effects vary from impressive to embarrassing, and some additional trimming at the story level might have helped elevate the metallurgical rating to steel status.
April 17th, 2009 | 3:37 pm est |
Juiced-up insanity reigns supreme in this follow-up to 2006’s over-the-top Jason Statham action bonanza that has thrown audiences into fist-pumping frenzies. This time, the adrenalized formula is even more unpredictable, with twists, turns, curves, and splurges taking the viewer on a rollercoaster ride unlike any other. No doubt about it, this is the equivalent of free jazz for the ADD-addled American class of cinemaniacs looking for the newest fix of in-your-face entertainment — which means the meek-hearted should not apply. Like a cinematic speedball straight to the jugular, Crank High Voltage proves that this series is the King of No Rules Cinema, a rare film that treats its constituents to an experience akin to a rollercoaster about to go off the rails at any point. Unpredictable, unhinged, and completely unconcerned with whom it may offend, the sequel draws a line between generational gaps of ticket buyers and whizzes in the face of those who aren’t already sold on the exploits of Mr. Chev Chelios, the man with the indestructible heart.
April 10th, 2009 | 3:48 pm est |
Just a month and a half after Hollywood butchered the Street Fighter brand, in comes another deathblow to an Asian import — namely, the DragonBall series, this time with underwhelming, but digestible results. Carrying over the comedic aspects of the series was a good first step in giving this adaptation life. Sadly, there isn’t quite enough goofball charm to keep it afloat, nor does the picture deliver big enough blasts of action to keep audiences engaged. The same isn’t quite true for the younger viewers, who will most likely enjoy the proceedings as they karate kick cars in the theater parking lot on the way home. One should give credit to the picture for being a PG-friendly kung fu flick, yet the accolades begin to slide quickly after that. Certainly the franchise’s fans are sure to have a fit over the film just as they balked at the trailer’s first glimpse of what the film business did to their beloved series. To its credit, DragonBall: Evolution is a breezy, lightly entertaining ride that just so happens to be intensely forgettable as soon as the credits close.
March 27th, 2009 | 4:05 pm est |
The last time wrestling superstar John Cena was seen on the big screen, he was bursting through walls and diving away from rapid-fire explosions in The Marine. Three years later, he returns in 12 Rounds, another seemingly action-packed fiesta that finds him cast as another cop whose wife is kidnapped by a diamond thief. The fact that the muscle-bound jock is basically making the same movie all over again would normally be good news – until you sit down and realize that this is not the same tasty dumb ’80s throwback as before. In reality, this far-too-serious affair is Cena’s foray into thriller territory, where his fists do less talking than his mush-mouth does (which for half the film is mumbling into his cell phone on speaker). Sure, there are stabs at fiery suspense, but mostly the flick boils down to a tepid Die Hard With a Vengeance retread (which is ironic, since 12 Rounds is helmed by none other than Renny Harlin, the director of the second John McClane adventure).
February 27th, 2009 | 5:11 pm est |
There’s something special about this underwhelming mess of a Street Fighter reboot that many cinematic cheese-lovers will find very appetizing. The fact is that The Legend of Chun-Li is not at all a good flick, but it’s filled with so much cornball ineptitude that one would think some rather broken mad movie genius was behind it. Broken, because for all the movie’s unintentional laughs, there are plenty more dull moments and barely inspired fight scenes to yawn at in between chuckling at poor voice-overs and hammy performances. In its own way, it is a fine follow-up to the orange-haired Van Damme original in that they’re both bonkers, but while the 1994 effort took the cartoonish route, this reinvention tries hard to find a balance between nonsense and fairly grounded dramatics. Sadly, it’s this kind of bipolarity that undoes the flick, even through the eyes of a bad movie lover. Simply put, if you are going to go full-tilt bananas, then, by all means, commit to it.
February 11th, 2009 | 2:02 pm est |
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Martial arts fans live for those moments when the big blow transcends the screen, briefly taking our breath away and eliciting an involuntary gasp. Chocolate has a good handful of those sucker-punch moments, as well as about a dozen others that will have you reaching for the remote in an effort to figure out how they managed, for example, to show a guy falling off a three-story-high ledge and landing on the pavement below in one uninterrupted shot. Not only that, but it also features a female lead whose fighting skills nearly rival that of her predecessor Tony Jaa, and, from the look of things, single-handedly helped to keep Thai Emergency Room medicos employed as an endless parade of injured stuntmen filed in sporting shattered bones and open wounds. A rarity in the world of modern action and martial arts movies — where stuntmen are called in for the really serious shots — Chocolate aims to leave a mark by not pulling any punches; every jab, kick, knee to the face, or elbow to the skull looks like it genuinely hurt the performer on the receiving end, making it impossible to look away when the fists start flying.
November 14th, 2008 | 3:25 pm est |
James Bond embraces the Jason Bourne model with Quantum of Solace, a rough-and-tough 007 adventure whose aspirations are admirable, even if the aesthetics are not. Back once again is Daniel Craig as the thuggish brute who pummels his way to solving the mystery continued from the previous installment. Stripped away of nearly every trait that the character has worn so well, this isn’t the cinematic Bond of yore, rather a closer fit to the Ian Fleming mold of sophisticated brawler. Tonally, Quantum of Solace is a sobering hangover from the rousing experience of its predecessor. Where there was finely crafted action in the first, in its place are jarring action set pieces where disorienting camera moves and rapid editing rule the school. The days of the series’ escapist entertainment are momentarily shelved, thanks to the unsteady hand of indie filmmaker Marc Forster, who seems far out of his league when painting on a canvas this large. What he brings to the table is a yearning to delve more into Bond’s psyche — it’s just too bad that he felt the need to ape Mr. Bourne, Bond’s cinematic cousin, when it came to crafting its action scenes, of which there are many. Dour, hyper-stylized, and completely gadget-less — nobody does it better? Not in this case.
October 31st, 2008 | 11:00 am est |
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Nearly a decade after proving that lightning could indeed strike twice with Snatch – his giddy, reputation-cementing follow-up to the landmark Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels — it would seem that Guy Ritchie is finally starting to grow up. Sure, he’s still got a good pint of piss in him, but in the wake of such box-office disasters as Swept Away and Revolver, he seems to finally understand that sometimes it pays to exercise a bit of restraint.
August 25th, 2008 | 4:38 pm est |
Witless and headache inducing, Paul W.S. Anderson’s Death Race is a torturous big screen boxing glove of a flick that punishes all who dare come near. As an adaptation of Roger Corman’s thoroughly outrageous cult film forefather, Death Race 2000, this annoying reimagining is a colossal failure that seems unable to comprehend what was so special about the original’s mix of colorful characters, wild production design and scathing social satire. Even based on its own merits, Death Race is still a mess. Embracing much of the genre’s filmmaking gaffs was the production’s first mistake. Filmed with what seems like a camera mounted to a bobble head, the hyped-up peddle-to-the-meddle flick disorients its audience at every dizzying turn. The film also forgoes any thought put into distinguishing its racers thanks to poorly sketched out characters and some drearily similar car designs. Packed with videogame logic (buttons on the racetrack to trigger weapons) and paced to the speed of a snail when it’s not sending out seizure-inducing images, this is one macho turd that, like another franchise it so desperately wants to be, will likely be fast and furiously forgotten about long before the checkered flag is waived.
August 7th, 2008 | 8:22 am est |
Leave it to director David Gordon Green to help redefine the Judd Apatow comedy. In the wake of such Apatow-produced laugh-fests as Forgetting Sarah Marshall and Drillbit Taylor, it seemed as if Team Apatow may have been getting a bit too comfortable with its success, and a bit more willing to fall back on the reliable formula that made it successful in the first place - you know, the old “loveable goofball gets into awkward situation, but ultimately proves he has a heart of gold once he’s seen through the haze of pot smoke and/or redeemed himself to the requisite dream girl/soul mate” schtick.
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May 30th, 2008 | 11:10 am est |
Just a little Friday trailer fun for the movie lovers out there who long for the good old days when Pam Grier was the queen of the screen, Fred Williamson was stirring Hell Up in Harlem, and D’Urville Martin was the man of the hour.
Grindhouse may have paved the way, but Black Dynamite nails that 70s vibe with such perfection that it could be considered a period piece. Extra credit goes to the folks who can pick out all the classic music cues featured in this trailer.
Thanks to Twitch for the tip. Now please excuse me while I play this trailer on a constant loop all weekend long…
May 16th, 2008 | 2:48 pm est |
Sad news from Hollywood as the AP reports that actor John Phillip Law has died at an undisclosed illness at the age of 70. Whether you remember him best as the mischievous anti-hero Diabolik from director Mario Bava’s wildly entertaining fumetti-flick of the same name, Pygar the angel from Roger Vadim’s Barbarella, or the vengeful Bill from Death Rides a Horse, odds are that if you’re a fan of movies, you’ve admired Law’s work in some capacity. And while this particular writer may be more inclined to first mention some of Law’s lesser-known films (he also showed up for a supporting role in Otto Preminger’s notorious 1968 comedy Skidoo), it was roles in such undisputed hits as The Russians are Coming, The Russians are Coming and The Golden Voyage of Sinbad that propelled the handsome actor to international stardom.
Law’s AP obit quoted a Los Angeles Times interview from 1966 in which the actor stated, “I’ve had more kicks out of playing far-out things. It’s like putting on a funny face and going out in front of people and going, ‘yaaaaaa.’”
You certainly gave us our fair share of kicks, thanks John.
In commemoration of Law’s passing, we present a series of memorable film trailers featuring the fun-loving star, as well as an illuminating interview regarding his experiences in Skidoo.
May 2nd, 2008 | 3:53 pm est |
The curtain rises on Marvel Comics’ first in-house production to rousing results as their metal man of iron introduces himself to enthralled moviegoers everywhere. Just as billionaire playboy Tony Stark utilizes his technological know-how to fight evildoers, so does director Jon Favreau use his bag of cinematic tricks to lay the groundwork for yet another top-caliber franchise starring one of the biggest icons of the printed page. Delivering laughs as well as leaps of wonder, this comic-book fantasy gets it right across the board, with its buoyant tone never diluting the grounded dramatics of the story. For the flick to work, though, one needs an exceptional cast -– something this production has in spades. Sure, it’s an origin story, but to the cast’s credit, none of it ever seems tedious.
May 2nd, 2008 | 1:51 pm est |
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April 24th, 2008 | 10:00 am est |
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Dark Sky Films has just released a new edition of Jim VanBebber’s violent cult classic Deadbeat at Dawn as part of their truly impressive four disc “Visions of Hell” DVD box-set (which also includes the unrated, two-disc special edition of VanBebber’s transgressive shocker The Manson Family), but those who still own the original Synapse release of Deadbeat at Dawn may not want to toss that old disc up on eBay just yet!
March 21st, 2008 | 4:33 pm est |
Manly cult cinema gets cooked up in a casserole of ultra-violent goodness in Doomsday, a revved-up, pedal-to-the-metal flick that’s sure to strike a bull’s-eye into the hearts of early-80s action enthusiasts everywhere. Take one part Escape From New York, one part Vestron Video medieval romp and a heavy dose of Road Warrior and that’s Doomsday in a post-apocalyptic piecrust. While to some, the recipe might stink of ridiculous rehash, it’s that exact reason that’ll drive others to eventually hoist this sucker onto their shelves right next to The Bronx Warriors or Raiders of Atlantis — satisfied in knowing that they’re not alone in their love for tough characters doing tough stuff in tough, time-is-of-the-essence situations. That’s not all to say that the picture is without its flaws – far from it. After the stunning achievement of The Descent, many would have expected something superiorly different from what director Neil Marshall delivers here. Akin to a kid playing in a sandbox, the filmmaker toys with much of his favorite genre milestones and mashes them together with the grace of a technically proficient gorilla. The result is a highly entertaining - yet nevertheless – slightly sloppy ride through big screen future motor mayhem as channeled through 1981’s sensibilities.
July 14th, 2006 | 11:46 am est |
From Blue Velvet to Rushmore, well respected movies rarely end up as first-date material, and it’s not hard to see why: they frequently tackle difficult subject matter, and that’s seldom a pretty sight. As a movie geek, I have no problem with this. There are plenty of movies that I wouldn’t dream of unleashing on the friends who say they “didn’t get” Magnolia or thought sex, lies, and videotape was “over-hyped.” I just assume that these are the movies I should save for obsessive cinephiles who throw David Lynch parties and dress up like Wes Anderson characters for Halloween. So when David Fincher’s 1999 film Fight Club came up at a party recently, I was prepared for the non-movie-geeks to express a lack of enthusiasm: it’s got loud sex, painful looking violence, and Meat Loaf with an uncomfortable looking pair of mammaries.
March 7th, 2008 | 6:01 pm est |
In my original review of I Am Legend, I dubbed the film “more of a tantalizing, middle-of-the-road misfire than an outright failure.” Having recently had the opportunity to view the alternate theatrical version of the film included in Warner Brothers Home Video’s upcoming two-disc special edition of I Am Legend, that original sentiment takes on even greater meaning than it did in the original review.
March 5th, 2008 | 11:52 am est |
Got a high-octane action flick (perhaps of the comic book variety) that you’re looking to sell to a multiplex crowd and wondering what music to slap over that seizure-inducing, seven-frames-per-cut-maximum trailer… might we suggest the track “Hell Above Water” by the now-defunct UK electronica-goth legends Curve?
Perhaps one of the most under-appreciated and influential techno-based bands of the 1990s, Curve was the collaborative creation of guitarist Dean Garcia and Toni Halliday, and created atmospheric music that could be at once ferocious, vulnerable, sensual, and hypnotic. Don’t believe us? Take a listen to any Garbage album and try to deny that it’s a more mainstream reworking of the exact same musical model. As enjoyably poppy and radio-friendly as the music of Garbage may be, it sounds downright anemic compared to the overwhelming sonic assault of their primary influence. Read the rest of this entry »
February 27th, 2008 | 2:41 pm est |
Beowulf: If you thought The Polar Express was great but would have been better with graphic violence and cartoon nudity, then here’s the flick for you, guy who only exists in Robert Zemeckis’s mind.
30 Days of Night: This film tells the terrifying tale of a small-town in Alaska that’s forced to spend a month in the dark with Josh Hartnett. Fortunately, a group of merciful vampires comes along to put them out of their misery.
The Darjeeling Limited: Easily among the top-nine best Darjeeling-centric movies of 2007.
Also out this week: Death at a Funeral, Slipstream, Goya’s Ghosts, Day Zero and The Last Emperor: Criterion Edition
February 15th, 2008 | 7:29 am est |
Sure it might be a time for love and romance, but a science fiction film will be the box office champ this weekend. Doug Liman’s Jumper should score big with no other film like it out there in the marketplace. For that same reason the big screen adaptation of The Spiderwick Chronicles has the kind of built-in name recognition that should drive it to within striking distance of the top spot. Step Up 2 The Streets should quietly amass solid attendance numbers thanks to the popularity of the first film. Fool’s Gold will tumble due to the increased competition, but should round out the top five along with Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins.
How It Will Look on Monday:
Jumper: 30 Million
The Spiderwick Chronicles: 28 Million
Step Up 2 The Streets: 14 Million
Fool’s Gold: 10 Million
Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins: 9 Million
February 11th, 2008 | 2:49 pm est |
The Kung Fu Flicks series at National Amusements theaters is well underway, and moviegoers are having a hell of a good time at the local multiplex. The projected video (occasionally VHS in origin) has been at best poor-to-adequate, the dubbing atrocious, and the action ridiculous… and the viewers can’t seem to get enough. On the heels of their successful “Attack of the B Movies” series in the summer of 2007, programmers at National Amusements were looking to keep the spirit of the drive-in alive on local screens by expanding the scope of their series’ to include some of the strangest kung-fu movies ever committed to celluloid. Whether you’re into kung-fu or not, one would be hard pressed to deny that they’ve accomplished their goal with this series featuring a truly gonzo programming schedule and a nifty little selling gimmick.
January 29th, 2008 | 5:37 pm est |
Daddy Day Camp: If you squint, the leads in this look a lot like Eddie Murphy and Jeff Garland. And if you squint harder and plug your ears, watching it might not make you want to jump out a window.
The Comebacks: If you’re one of the people who propelled Meet the Spartans to the top of the box-office over the weekend… well, you probably aren’t able to read this, are you?
Ricco the Mean Machine: The English translation of the original Italian title for this 70s exploitation flick is Some Guy with a Strange Face is Looking for You to Kill You. And yes, the movie pays off on the promise of that title.
King of Kong - Fistful of Quarters: See the film critics have called one of the fifteen greatest documentaries about Donkey Kong released in the second-half of this decade so far.
The Nines: Two better than Se7en, half better than 8 1/2, but not quite as good as The Ten and far worse than 300.
The Invasion: Nicole Kidman stars in this film about cold, unemotional humanoids. It is not a documentary.
Also out today: The King of California, Right at Your Door, Feel the Noise and Rocket Science
January 28th, 2008 | 5:37 pm est |
Bloated beefcake brawn rules in Rambo, the fourth entry that picks up twenty years after audiences last saw Sylvester Stallone stretching his pumped up musculature as the disillusioned action hero, John Rambo. This time, the character is pulled into the war-torn country of Burma, where genocide runs rampant as Christian peasants are blown to bits by meth-addled soldiers just waiting to get their throats ripped out by the puffy workhorse that is Stallone. Something the film is not, is schmaltzy — which is where one would think the aging screen star would skew the franchise after the saccharine-filled sentimentality of Rocky Balboa released just one year before. No, this Rambo is a mean buffet of kinetic action filmmaking that dares audiences to sit up in their seats and root for gore-filled retribution served up Stallone-style. The question is – are they ready for it?
January 22nd, 2008 | 10:07 am est |
Once upon a time in Ann Arbor, there was a grand old movie house known as The Michigan Theater. To walk inside the Michigan Theater was to be transported back in time to the days when silent films were accompanied by live organ music (the theater still sports a fully functioning 1927 Barton Theater Pipe Organ that is used quite frequently even today), and the balcony was always open. The Michigan Theater was the place to go for limited release art-house flicks that the local multiplex chains couldn’t seem to squeeze in due to the fact that three of their twelve screens were often dedicated to the same surefire sell-out box-office record breaker, but they also had some fun with their programming every now and again. I vividly remember going to an all-day James Bond marathon at the Michigan when I was a freshman in high school, hitting a beach-ball from the balcony during a Godzilla double feature (complete with old movie trailers) when I was a senior, and even screaming along to Lucio Fulci’s Gates of Hell with a rowdy crowd back in college. Sadly (at least for the eclectic-minded movie lover) those days are long gone, and a glance at the listings for the Michigan read like a checklist of foreign-language Oscar contenders.
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January 16th, 2008 | 11:51 am est |
Good gravy — it’s 1981 all over again. Universal has just posted the new trailer for Neil Marshall’s ’80s action throwback, Doomsday. After stunning the horror world with The Descent and before that, Dog Soldiers, this UK golden boy is back with a return to big stunts, big mohawks, and big vehicles busting through other big vehicles. Rhona Mitra stars as an agent for the government who has to brave a no man’s land filled with virally-infected inhabitants that hold the key to the future of humanity. Along the way, she battles crazy tattooed chicks with swords and whacked-out dudes in suits of armor. And waiting for her at the end of the journey — Malcolm McDowell in a monk’s outfit. Sounds like Excalibur Escapes From the UK to the US, making it one of the must-see flicks in 2008. Follow the link for the trailer and then be sure to click through to catch more stills from this exciting project that’ll turn on the nostalgic taps for genre-guzzling followers of guns, car chases, and wild mash-ups of the movies of yesteryear.
Click here for the trailer.
December 20th, 2007 | 4:56 pm est |
Ol’ Hornhead is back and ready to kick wicked monster tuckus in Hellboy II: The Golden Army. Guillermo Del Toro addicts will recognize a few of the director’s trademarks in this teaser trailer — most notably the Pan’s-like fairies as well as the jolly filmmaker’s knack for gears. Blade 2 freakazoids should also be doing a jig for it looks as if Guillermo is back in mano-e-mano fighting mode from the brief glimpses of a fight between Big Red and Prince Nuada (played by Blade 2’s Luke Goss). Even the comic’s fans should be happy, as the trailer showcases a quick glimpse of BPRD member Johan the Ectoplasmic Agent, whose domed head - though a slight departure from his renderings on the comic page - looks simply Del Torotastic here. Looks like we’ll all have a hot dose of fun come July of ‘08.
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December 14th, 2007 | 9:17 am est |
So many attempts to get it right, but now more than fifty years after the fact, it’s beginning to seem as if Richard Matheson’s landmark 1954 novella may simply be unfilmable. Sure, the long-in-development I Am Legend is a serviceable action horror flick when all is said and done, but the reality is that fans hoping for a faithful adaptation – as the title would suggest – will have to put their expectations on hold if they hope to enjoy this dodgy but passable take on the oft-told tale. Truth is that a large part of the story is deeply psychological as it hones in on the gradual mental breakdown of a man left completely alone in the world, a concept that few would deny is better suited to the written page than the silver screen. No doubt Will Smith does a commendable job of conveying the scientist-turned-vampire slayer’s inner torment as he chats up mannequins like they’re old friends and goads his dog on to eat vegetables, but it’s when the film starts to stray from its origins that it becomes a bit generic and uninvolved. On the one hand, there isn’t as much action here as there is in The Omega Man, but on the other, it doesn’t come anywhere near to rivaling the brooding quality of The Last Man on Earth - rendering it more of a tantalizing, middle of the road misfire than an outright failure.
December 14th, 2007 | 11:17 am est |
When word came earlier this week that a big-screen A-Team movie might be in the works, it got the old brain-juice flowing around the AMG offices. So much so that they overflowed and spilled all over the carpet. It actually made quite a mess, but we were able to put together the following dream casts.
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December 11th, 2007 | 6:03 pm est |
Here’s a taste of what’s hitting home-video today:
The Bourne Ultimatum: The third outing cements the Bourne saga as one of the most satisfying and consistent trilogies in recent history. There’s also a four-disc Safe Deposit Gift Box out, so grab a case of Red Bull and see if you can watch all three back-to-back-to-back.
Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix: After five installments, I’m starting to lose track of the plots of these movies. I’m pretty sure this is the one with all the magic and whatnot. There’s also a 12-disc box-set being released today featuring all five Potter flicks.
December Boys: If that aforementioned dozen-discer somehow doesn’t quench your thirst for Daniel Radcliffe, then you’ll be interested in this Australian coming-of-age flick starring the billion-dollar kid. You might also be served with a restraining order by Radcliffe’s reps.
Everything’s Cool: Taking the message of An Inconvenient Truth and adding a spoonful of sugar, this documentary out of Sundance is billed as a global-warming comedy.
December 10th, 2007 | 12:28 pm est |
As if I wasn’t nerding out about Jumper enough, this new trailer is even cooler than the first one. Notice too that the release date has been moved up one day. The flick will now be out on February 14. It’s a Thursday, which is weird, but it’s Valentine’s Day, which is not.
December 7th, 2007 | 11:03 am est |
The trailer for the new Wachowski-helmed Speed Racer flick is online and boy, oh boy, is it a teeth-rotting, pulse-pumping bucket of eye-candy! Jeremy Wheeler called it Cars meets Spy Kids 3-D. I say it’s Tron crossed with Willy Wonka. Either way, it’s awesome on a stick, and I hope they release it in IMAX 3-D.
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