While I still have yet to view the rest of the series I doubt any of the entries measure up to the original Child’s Play, directed by famous horror filmmaker Tom Holland. Despite the ridiculous nature of the film’s premise Holland never lets the material get out of hand or stop being really creepy. Everyone knows who Chucky is by now so the surprise of him being the killer is long gone, however this film was well directed and executed to the point where that didn’t matter. I’m reminded of Friday the 13th (1980) where in the modern era you know who the killer is and yet the film is suspenseful enough that having prior knowledge is mostly irrelevant to the film’s success. Also Brad Dourif brings Chucky to villainous life in a manner that only a good actor can do-after all, playing a doll is tough work. The film also benefits from the Chicago setting, which is utilized properly and adds to the film’s eerie atmosphere.
Plus this film has a great cast: Chris Sarandon in a rare good guy role, Catherine Hicks as Andy’s troubled mom, and of course Dourif plus Alex Vincent, who is one of those child actors that isn’t annoying in a horror movie. Even though killer doll movies aren’t the most scariest in the world, Child’s Play manages to be a really spooky and entertaining horror film with a chilling finale. I look forward to viewing the rest of the series even if my expectations will be lower-I have heard that the second one is rather underrated. The 80s has some really quality horror films and I think that Child’s Play is certainly one of those, even if it falls short of being a truly great horror film.
College’s Fantasy Park is a glorious synthesizer driven masterpiece that is one of my all time favorite songs. “Come on come on, follow the candle lights.” I should really get my hands on the album it’s featured on one of these days. They’re a great part of the awesome 80s style movement that is driving a lot of techno and dance music these days, which is fine because the 80s had plenty of great dance music to begin with.
Despite being rather low budget and feeling as if it was a SyFy movie of the week Big Ass Spider is pure, dumb entertainment that had plenty of good moments to offset the noticeably poor acting and cheap special effects. Greg Grunberg’s Alex and Lombardo Boyar’s José have great chemistry together and are one of the reasons why this film even works in the first place, multiple homages to classic gigantic killer insect movies aside. And it does always help to have Ray Wise, who doesn’t seem to mind that he’s in a movie where the characters have the look and feel of people reacting to a clearly CGI-ed monster rampaging through some city. Naturally it’s Los Angeles, which has seen it’s fair share of being destroyed in countless movies over the past century, and will probably be continued to destroyed long into this century and into the next. Hopefully for the people who live there an actual natural disaster never happens again, yet I highly doubt it will be gigantic killer mutant spiders. No, those are more likely to strike the Midwest….crap….
The story here is kind of flimsy and the dialogue isn’t the best, yet I laughed at a lot of the one liners and I was never bored, which is a good thing. What amuses me about giant killer bug movies is how ridiculous they are, and the best ones seem to embrace the outrageous elements of such a concept. Although it’s not a great film by any means I still liked Big Ass Spider, and I wouldn’t mind if they made a sequel where hapless Alex and Jose continue to battle the super insect creatures that threaten mankind. I’m surprised that more movies don’t exist where an exterminator has to defeat a huge bug-after all, they deal with the little ones on a regular basis.
Originally written for Horrorfest 2012:
Peering into the soul and heart of a monster often ends with the innocent doing the searching becoming the very thing they were hunting. So goes the warning, which Will keeps in mind as he desperately pursues a serial killer on the lose, a man who slaughters his victims without warning. This chase could not only cost Will his life, but also his soul, a fact that he keeps in mind despite not abandoning the chase or holding off even though his wife, his friend and colleague, and others warn him. Obsession is sometimes a dangerous and powerful motivator, despite the risks involved. Chasing someone who kills due to it being in their nature is the same as joining the locals on a safari hunt for a tiger that feeds on humans. The animal just might wrap its jaws around your neck and squeeze.
This feeling of paranoia, of searching for a madman is expertly showcased through well shot and lit scenes. The amazing use of color, the framing of shots, all underlying the mind and psyche of the film’s characters. The deliciously 80s soundtrack, lush and electronic, only further homes in that point, the rather bleak chase leading Will towards the so called “Tooth Fairy,” a man who views himself as more than just a human being consisting of flesh and blood. Hannibal Lecktor is present in this film, yet he serves as a mere vessel for the main killer, who looks to him as a master teacher in the art of inflicting pain upon others. One man only comes to realize too late that he is to be another example of how easy the task of human slaughter comes to certain people.
Buried within all of the chaos is a fine philosophical discussion, particularly in a scene between Hannibal and Will in which Hannibal imparts his so called “Words of Wisdom.” The survival of the human race feels at stake here, the battle for its very soul hanging in the balance, boiled down to a cop, a woman, and a killer. That essence drives Manhunter, makes it more than just a typical slasher movie, and is why it is the direct equal to the also excellent Silence of The Lambs. In fact, one could argue that this movie is the better of the two, diving into the bleak heart of human nature. Man is both darkness and light, the two of them coexisting within, and perhaps only in women lies salvation.
For one weekend the NFL grabs the sports fans’ attention with a draft that since the 1980s is the biggest and most famous draft of them all. I don’t always watch yet I do pay attention to my team is drafting especially in the first and second rounds. A team can potentially make or break their season based on what needs they address and if they also satisfy certain wants as well. Also you have fans present which can lead to boos and cheers for players. From what I read on Twitter tonight many of those boos were aimed at Roger Goodell. Well deserved I might add.
So I wonder how the Chiefs and the Packers will do this weekend. I know both teams took a defensive player in the first round and unless they become a liability shoring up the defense is a smart although not really flashy move. I would rather see my teams make good draft moves and also look to the future while setting up playoff pushes for next season. As Browns fans can attest to the draft is a tricky and cruel mistress at times. It sure makes for quality entertainment however.
Well it took me three years but I finally got an XBox 360 and a 42 inch bigscreen TV by splitting the cost with my roommate. Both were also used and thus came cheaper than they normally do, which was nice. It is also a sign of the times as plenty of material items have become cheaper due to the market being saturated and a rise in Internet sales.
This is a good thing for consumers while it’s a bad thing for companies. While that is a concern at the same time all I can think about is my nice shinny TV and the Xbox I can play in my spare time. Although I will probably buy a new TV from an actual store, thus giving back to the poor big businesses that like to outsource and not pay their employees a living wage.
Its been a long time since I reviewed a TV show episode by episode, or at least focused on the overall season. The last show I covered episode by episode was Lost, and the last season I reviewed overall was Season 1 of Game of Thrones. So I present to you folks my short, not really in-depth enough thoughts on True Detective’s first episode. I wrote all of these entries last year:
True Detective Season 1 Episode 1: The Long Bright Dark
Opening in the Deep South and focusing in on a case that had long been thought solved in 1995, the HBO show True Detective utilizes flashbacks and flash forwards for a season centering around two Louisiana State CID’s, Rust and Marty. These former partners are being interviewed, or more likely interrogated, by current detectives because someone has been killed in the same fashion as the girl that they found in a field over a decade prior. Having fallen out after years of working together, Marty and Rust are grilled separately, each giving accounts of what transpired during the murder investigation. In the process certain elements come to light, and we begin to get a certain picture of who these men are and how they think.
This is especially made clear in a scene in which Rust offers his darkly humorous and brutal outlook on humanity after Marty unfortunately asks Rust what his belief system is. Matthew McConaughey breaks free of his movie persona here, delivering a brooding monologue that Woody Harrelson reacts to quite strongly, which in turn was funny and rather apt given the nature of what Rust had just said. Its interesting that Marty’s wife, Maggie, wants Rust to meet Marty’s family, as the two men seem to have little in common and Rust is no longer a family man. Perhaps curious to see who has her husband’s life in his hands, although maybe also a typical formality of sorts. What occurs as a result of that decision is Maggie realizing what Marty already knows: that Rust is on edge, teetering on that line between sanity and madness.
Another choice moment is when Rust in the interview forces one of the detectives to get him a six pack of Lone Star as he continues to chain smoke away during their questioning. The first episode concludes with a rather nice puzzling quote that does not come across as typical or cliche based on how McConaughey delivers the line. Harrelson and McConaughey display a natural rapport and connection in this show, playing off of one another and reflecting their fantastic talents onscreen. I’m looking forward to viewing the rest of the series based on this gorgeously shot, bleak and neatly directed episode.
M. Gustave: You see, there are still faint glimmers of civilization left in this barbaric slaughterhouse that was once known as humanity. Indeed that’s what we provide in our own modest, humble, insignificant… oh, fuck it.-The Grand Budapest Hotel
Today I had a Twitter conversation with a fellow follower. He made the mistake of reading the comments section of an Internet article. I too choose to often do so because well, people love to look at car crashes. Of course in that case car crashes are accidental-terrible racist, homophobic and or sexist comments are not. So much for the 21st century.
Still I’m reminded of the scene in The Grand Budapest Hotel where Ralph Fiennes mediates upon civility in a barbaric and hostile world. His end response of “Fuck it” is a feeling that many exasperated people have when they venture into the Internet and read certain posts. I mean who the hell are these people? I’ll admit I curse way too much and I often fail to use proper grammar yet these idiots are the toilet bowl scum of the online world.
It’s really quite depressing and honestly I don’t have a solution to the problem. I’ll try and encourage those who behave as if they were not raised to be buffoons, yet online anonymity encourages terrible behavior. The sad thing is that not even having their actual name attached to their posts is enough to detour them from making comments that are insanely cringe worthy. A pessimistic individual would note this as the human race being doomed. I think I would go with hoping the sane end up prevailing.
March Madness is the greatest time of the year. It’s as if they had the World Cup and the Olympics happen yearly. Although I don’t have time to watch all the games anymore there have been times in the past where I tuned in for a majority of the NCAA Tournament. I got hooked on the tourney in 1995 and I have filled out a bracket every year since 2003 I think.
While I’m not informed enough to post about all my picks I will say that I’m going with Arizona this year to win it all. Yep I have a serious bias-at least I admit it. More than likely the Kentucky Wildcats will go undefeated. Besides while I have picked the overall winner three out of the last four years most of the time my bracket dies by the second weekend at the latest. There are just too many random factors to account for and its damn near impossible to pick all of the games right. That doesn’t mean people don’t go for the million or billion dollar bracket challenges. I might even give it a shot. But probably not since they send you email advertisements.