<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509</id><updated>2012-02-16T16:59:54.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings Of A Movie Maniac.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-2528757641110209845</id><published>2010-03-02T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T04:41:02.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Fabuleux Destin D'Amelie Poulain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S41JtnSYmyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hpjTUQ-SjNg/s1600-h/amelie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S41JtnSYmyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hpjTUQ-SjNg/s320/amelie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444088572549831458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Fabuleux Destin D'Amelie Poulain&lt;/span&gt;, or just simply &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelie&lt;/span&gt;, comes from the famed Jean-Pierre Jeunet. The movie tells the story of Amelie, a shy and introverted girl, who falls in love with a complete stranger, and guides him to her with the help of clues. But that's not all the story is about. It has quite a few sub-plots, each no less interesting than the main plot - we have Amelie's father and his depression, we have the mean shopkeeper who gets paid back for all his bullying, we have Georgette in the Cafe who worries about never finding love, we have Dufayel the brittle-boned painter, and we have the Concierge of Amelie's building, a woman still in love with the dead husband who left her for another woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the best aspect of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelie&lt;/span&gt; is the direction. It's, in a word, fabulous. Each scene is perfectly directed, each shot is well-crafted, each expression focused upon, and while the story-line crosses the borderline between 'Plausible' and 'Implausible' many times, it's still a movie that works - perhaps because of its pure artistic feel? It doesn't pretend to be anything. No, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelie &lt;/span&gt;has all the crispness and honesty of a photograph, it's a simple story, simply told, through a great script, and absolutely amazing acting along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flawless and perfect, even after taking into account Amelie's rather ridiculous haircut and shoes. Celebrating the hidden joys of life - watch out for the scenes of Amelie dipping her hand into sacks of food, and breaking into a creme brulee. Audrey Tatou plays the role of Amelie to perfection - adding just the right combination of innocence, mystery, and pathos to the role. The movie draws you in with its images of fantasy, its turn to childhood joys, and its bright, vibrant colours. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelie &lt;/span&gt;invites you to fall in love all over again, it draws you in, into a world of its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amelie&lt;/span&gt; is hands-down one of the best films I've seen. With themes like childhood nostalgia, love at first sight, and lost love - it's a film that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;has all the prettiness of a picture postcard, the warmth of a sunny winter morning, and the magic of a fairytale. It's a movie that stays with you not just for a heart-warming story, but for reminding you that life can be beautiful, if one only cares to look beyond the mundane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-2528757641110209845?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/2528757641110209845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=2528757641110209845' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2528757641110209845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2528757641110209845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2010/03/le-fabuleux-destin-damelie-poulain.html' title='Le Fabuleux Destin D&apos;Amelie Poulain.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S41JtnSYmyI/AAAAAAAAAd8/hpjTUQ-SjNg/s72-c/amelie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-3812789915113837146</id><published>2010-03-01T08:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T08:41:21.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie &amp; Julia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S4vuG208LCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/z6w6Xoz7vOU/s1600-h/julie_and_julia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S4vuG208LCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/z6w6Xoz7vOU/s320/julie_and_julia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443706376171564066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S4vuGuZ2r1I/AAAAAAAAAds/u4geeRVUWjE/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S4vuGuZ2r1I/AAAAAAAAAds/u4geeRVUWjE/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443706373910474578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think picturesque-1950's France. Think food - lots of it - cheese, beef, cake, and lobster. Think blogging. Put in Meryl Streep and Amy Adams, and you have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia&lt;/span&gt;, the 2009 film directed by Nora Ephron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julie&lt;/span&gt; simultaneously tells the story of Julia Child (Streep) and how she became the cooking icon of America, influencing many housewives to turn to French cooking, and of Julie Powell (Adams), a 21st-century New York woman, who takes it upon herself to complete all of Child's recipes from her book, within a year, blogging about it all the while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have to confess, I'm a big IMDb aficionado. I always log on to that site to read others' viewpoints and analysis after watching a movie. And this evening, after reading the Boards on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia&lt;/span&gt;, I'm stunned at how I've come away with a far different reading of the movie than most out there. Generally, the talk and debate seems to be focusing on how Child made herself the cooking legend she remains today, and how Powell capitalises on her fame-  to blog and cook, basing it all on her 'inspiration', with lots of whining and neurosis along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, I'm stunned. Because I have a completely different reading of the movie. To me, Powell doesn't seem to be latching on to Child for her fifteen minutes of fame- rather, it's about her looking up to someone for inspiration. Powell, irritated by her friends' hectic schedules and overtly busy lives, realises she needs something to do too, to fill her up her own. And she discovers cooking. The movie juxtaposes her life with that of Child's, and it depicts two women, from two different time periods, discovering their love for the culinary arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At a deeper level, this movie is about finding yourself, defining a purpose of your life, and finding your passion. Life without passion is just plain empty, and once you've found that joy, that drive, that something-or-the-other that makes it all worth the while - you've begun to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;live&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All said and done, I adore movies about cooking, and while &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/span&gt; still remains at the top of my list for food-movies, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Julie &amp;amp; Julia &lt;/span&gt;remains with you for depiction of characters that are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;human&lt;/span&gt;. Julie is the woman you can identify with, the woman who fixes upon a hobby and decides to see it through, and it is only once she continues with the cooking classes that she realises it has become a passion. Julia is also a woman you can identify with - the woman who is frustrated at her job and irritated at the showing-off of her friends, you empathise with her struggle to complete her project - because you realise it is what keeps her going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Meryl Streep's overtly enthusiastic and chirpy voice does get a little jarring, the movie is a must-watch, not just for lovely cinematography and tempting cooking scenes, but also for the impending realisation that life must be lived, in whatever way. And if we choose to be inspired by someone else to do something similar, then that is not being a copycat- it is, in a way, finding purpose and passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-3812789915113837146?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/3812789915113837146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=3812789915113837146' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3812789915113837146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3812789915113837146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2010/03/julie-julia.html' title='Julie &amp; Julia.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S4vuG208LCI/AAAAAAAAAd0/z6w6Xoz7vOU/s72-c/julie_and_julia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-1930763307807857673</id><published>2010-02-07T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T08:49:23.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changeling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S2_GLWjKzVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QhLD49gM5es/s1600-h/changeling03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S2_GLWjKzVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QhLD49gM5es/s400/changeling03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435781173593427282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From director Clint Eastwood comes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changeling&lt;/span&gt;, released in 2009, and nominated for 3 Oscars (including Best Actress in a Leading Role), the film is set in the 1920's and is based upon the Wineville Chicken Coop Murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie plays Christine Collins, who comes back one day to find her son, Walter, missing from home. She contacts the LAPD, and after a few months, a boy is returned to her - a boy claiming to be Walter, but who is not her son. Christine contacts the LAPD to tell them about their mistake, only to be called hysterical, crazy, and accused of trying to shirk her responsibilities as a mother. Soon, she is forced to question the system and the police officers themselves, even dealing with confinement in an insane asylum along the way. Her daring journey into the power-hungry and corrupt police force's workings are the basic premise of the movie, even as she is confronted with the glaring possibility that her son might be dead, one of the victims of a paedophile's grisly murders on a chicken ranch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the strongest point about this movie is the acting. While it tends to go over-the-top at times, it still makes for a solid foundation, convincing us with emotions like hope, dread, fear and even disgust, at different scenes in the movie. Angelina Jolie's constant pout, however, tends to distract from the movie, and her stick-thin frame is a little unnerving to observe. That apart, she is convincing in the role of Christine Collins, persuading us to sympathise with her, as the mother who has lost her son and is willing to take on an entire police force to get him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Malkovich makes an appearance as Reverend Gustav Briegleb, who is intent on helping her with her cause. However, he is sadly underutilised in the movie, providing nothing more than a few lines and scenes at best. Michael Kelly is good at Detective Lester (the 'good cop' who takes the trouble to unearth the mystery behind the missing boys), Colm Feore is quite decent as Chief Davis, and Jeffrey Donovan (remember Vance Munson in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt;) plays the drunk-on-power, corrupt-as-hell quintessential 'bad cop', who misuses government regulations to maintain his position. Credit goes to Jason Butler Harner, who plays Gordon Northcott - he plays the paedophilic maniac to perfection, right up to his last scene where is being hanged. Mention must be made of the young boys who all turn in stellar performances - especially the one who plays Sanford Clark, the nephew of Gordon, who is forced to participate in the murders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changeling&lt;/span&gt; is the story of one woman's fight in the face of all odds, it is the struggle to tackle those whom are supposed to protect us, and while one could argue strong feminist angles, I'd say the most important theme of this movie is hope. For Christine continues to hope and pray that her son is alive somewhere, despite being faced with harsh reality that suggests otherwise. With a length of 240 minutes, it gets a little dragging after Gordon is hanged, but right up till then, you never notice that the minutes are ticking by - the period look of the 20's and 30's, the great acting and direction, the human drama and emotions, and the conflict between good and bad - all draw you in so much that you are quite lost to everything but Christine Collins and her horribly sad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part emotional drama, part crime mystery, part thriller - it's a movie that works, and stays with you. Watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Changeling&lt;/span&gt;, and don't judge it for not sticking accurately to the facts. While the movie has kept many of the essential details intact, it has made minor changes and made additions for the sake of being a Hollywood movie, but that apart - it is still what it is - a powerfully disturbing human-angled film, one that forces you to question the bonds of love, what defines them, and whether they can stand the test of negative forces that threaten to tear them apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-1930763307807857673?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/1930763307807857673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=1930763307807857673' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/1930763307807857673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/1930763307807857673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2010/02/changeling.html' title='Changeling'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S2_GLWjKzVI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QhLD49gM5es/s72-c/changeling03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-3567911657399750897</id><published>2010-01-24T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:09:30.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S1yDjlTcRuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZjGML2INK0E/s1600-h/Up-movie-disney-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S1yDjlTcRuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZjGML2INK0E/s400/Up-movie-disney-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430359898034292450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From Pixar comes another delightfully fresh, inspiring and heart-warming film, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;, directed and written by Pete Docter and Bob Peterson. It tells the story of  the unlikely-old man protagonist, complete with crabby face and walker - Carl Fredricksen (voiced by Edward Asner), who, with the innovative idea of helium balloons, leaves his city behind in search of Paradise Falls, half-inspired by his childhood hero and explorer Charles Muntz (Christopher Plummer - think Captain Von Trapp), and half in a bid to keep his promise to his recently deceased wife, Ellie. However, Carl does not make the journey alone -  due to an unexpected twist of events, he finds himself with Russell, a loquacious young boy with a short attention span and an enthusiasm for exploring. After a storm (perhaps symbolic of the obstacles along the path we aspire to follow), the two of them reach Paradise Falls, and what follows is a very interesting adventure concerning Carl, Russell, a rather goofy dog and a colourful bird, as well as a half-crazed explorer (none other than Charles Muntz himself), not to forget the Greek-alphabet named pack of dogs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, kudos to Pixar and Disney for consistently coming out with fantastically-animated films, each of which has different themes from the next. While the theme of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ratatouille &lt;/span&gt;was self-discovery and hidden talent, and the theme of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wall.E&lt;/span&gt; was environmental awareness, the theme for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; - well, there are many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the thread of following through with unfulfilled promises - the wish to make it happen, whatever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it &lt;/span&gt;is, no matter what comes along. The desire to go ahead with something you've always wanted, either because you promised it to yourself, or to a loved one. Carl's journey is more than just a journey - it is a travel to give his childhood sweetheart and his love the one thing she missed - travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parenthood - realised and unrealised, also crops up again and again. Ellie's inability to have children finds an inverse reflection in Russell, the young boy who almost becomes one with Carl. There is also a slight hint of bad parenting, if one watches carefully - Russell talks about past outings with his father, things that he misses doing with him, and how he has been distanced, forcefully. Contrast the absent yet unpleasant father with Ellie, who never had the opportunity to become a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;, unlikely friendships are forged, and you are riveted at not only the constant attention to detail (notice the steadily growing beard of Carl), but also at the constantly moving story, the amazing animation, and the appropriately chosen music. Especially the animation - Pixar's work is probably the very best, in my opinion, and each balloon looks different, each bush is unique, and watch out for the 'snipe' bird - Kevin, look at the feathers and the riot of colour on her tail! My favourite scene in all of the movie would be the one where Carl sets off, where the balloons burst forth, in a multi-coloured palette against the sky. You can almost &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; the rubbery texture, you can almost experience the wind that propels the house and Carl along their journey. Yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; how good Pixar's animation is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, colour has been used rather intelligently in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;. You will probably not fail to notice the shifts from vibrantly coloured scenes to diffused, almost black-and-white - when the mood changes from happy to sombre and sad. This is especially apparent in the first half of the movie, where a young Carl and Ellie are decorating the nursery, and then the scene shifts to a drab, sparsely furnished, predominantly grey hospital room where Ellie is told that she can never become a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's impossible not to be taken in with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;. It's sweet, it's inspiring, and while seemingly simple - there's a complex message hidden underneath it. It's never too late to follow through with a promise. It's never too late to go ahead and do what you've been dreaming about all these years. So go ahead, take the road less travelled, and who knows? You might have some really unlikely adventures along the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);" id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-3567911657399750897?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/3567911657399750897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=3567911657399750897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3567911657399750897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3567911657399750897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2010/01/up.html' title='Up.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/S1yDjlTcRuI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ZjGML2INK0E/s72-c/Up-movie-disney-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-2001294874194444430</id><published>2009-11-03T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:41:31.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SvBMenwH5PI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FgOrN6euts4/s1600-h/Mamma_Mia__241755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399900042167837938" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 227px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SvBMenwH5PI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FgOrN6euts4/s400/Mamma_Mia__241755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/em&gt; (2008), based on the hit musical, is directed by Phyllida Lloyd, and tells the story of a young bride-to-be wanting to find her father, before walking down the aisle. She sends out invitations to the three men she thinks the most likely, but the problem arises when all three of them land up for the wedding, each thinking she's his daughter! The story is told through Abba songs, Sophie (the bride-to-be) singing "&lt;em&gt;Honey Honey&lt;/em&gt;" about her to-be-husband, and Donna singing "&lt;em&gt;Dancing Queen&lt;/em&gt;" to prove to herself she's still young and 'with it' - just as examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This film is a total waste of time. The only reason I sat through it is because I always like to watch a movie right through to the end, no matter how bad it is, and believe me, this one was &lt;em&gt;tough&lt;/em&gt; to sit through. Meryl Streep made me cringe, her sisters were even worse, and I couldn't believe that Colin Firth had stooped to this level! (Don't even get me started on Pierce Brosnan, whom I've never liked anyway and who just slipped a few notches lower in my esteem of him.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perhaps the highlights of the movie were the Greece scenery and Amanda Seyfried's blonde hair. But that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could argue that the Abba songs make the movie what it is, but I disagree. I'm an Abba fan, and I think I'd much rather just listen to them on their own than be tortured by a movie such as this. &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia! &lt;/em&gt;is badly directed, badly written, completely implausible, over-the-top in the acting, and made me want to send out an "SOS"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-2001294874194444430?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/2001294874194444430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=2001294874194444430' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2001294874194444430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2001294874194444430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/11/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SvBMenwH5PI/AAAAAAAAAZM/FgOrN6euts4/s72-c/Mamma_Mia__241755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-1337964851720930759</id><published>2009-10-20T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:57:22.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coraline.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/St293s_ogEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/MrdtJeSeFcg/s1600-h/coraline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/St293s_ogEI/AAAAAAAAAY8/MrdtJeSeFcg/s400/coraline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394676693328232514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt; (2009) is a stop-motion animation film directed by Henry Selick, based on Neil Gaiman's novel. It follows the story of a young girl named Coraline, who takes to exploring the house her family has moved into. She finds a passageway into the Other World, where her parents (crabby and too busy in real life) cook amazing meals and are 'loving', where her room looks pretty and well made-up, where her neighbours run circuses and burlesque acts - the Other World seems a Utopia of sorts, where everything seems perfect. But the only worrisome fact is that the Other Mother seems to want to sew buttons on to Coraline's eyes, making her belong there forever. What follows is a Gothic fairytale of sorts, where Coraline, increasingly tempted by the perfect visions, realises all is not as it seems, and that she must use her intelligence and resources to save her parents when they are captured by the Other Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt; seems extremely influenced by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;leo_highlight style="border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 150); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; display: inline; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="leoHighlights_Underline_0" onclick="leoHighlightsHandleClick('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseover="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOver('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseout="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOut('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" leohighlights_keywords="alice in wonderland" leohighlights_url="http%3A//thebrowserhighlighter.com/leonardo/highlights/keywords?keywords%3Dalice%20in%20wonderland"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/leo_highlight&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Through the Looking Glass&lt;/span&gt; - with its subject matter of walking into another world, a world where everything seems inverted (perfect), a world where amongst all the beauty, there is a hint of violence. In a nutshell, it's a moral table - Don't disobey your parents, appreciate what you have, and eat your vegetables! But that's not all the movie is. It's dark, it's creepy in parts, and even though the movie's second half progresses too slowly for comfort, it's a piece of work that stays with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dakota Fanning is fantastic as Coraline, Teri Hatcher (of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt; fame) voices the Mother and the Other Mother, and Jennifer Saunders is there in the film as well - remember the Fairy Godmother in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shrek 2&lt;/span&gt;? The animation is great - without any insult to the animators of this movie, it's a very Tim Burton-esque style that is distinctive - quite comparable to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Corpse Bride. &lt;/span&gt;Incidentally, Coraline comes from the same guy who was behind &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;/span&gt; (which was written by Tim Burton).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt; is a gripping watch, for more reasons than one. It's visually stunning, the differences between the two worlds shown up spectacularly not just in terms of subject details but also in animation, it's cute in a rather bizarre way, and the script is strong too. Mention must be made of the music, which fits the mood of the movie perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite a predictable plot and a rather dragging pace towards the end, the movie works. Kudos to director Henry Selick for coming out with a movie that is not just for kids, but also for adults. Much fuss, in fact, has been made of whether this movie is suitable for kids - but don't kids watch much worse stuff nowadays? And adults like us are sure to find relevant messages and perhaps even sexual metaphors in the movie. Watch carefully to know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt; is definitely worth a watch. 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sr5MmJZTKHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/w4l_J7pyogs/s1600-h/elizabethtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 346px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sr5MmJZTKHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/w4l_J7pyogs/s400/elizabethtown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385826422622464114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;/span&gt;, an offering from Cameron Crowe in 2005. The tagline goes, "It's a heck of a place to find yourself." Snippets from the DVD cover read the movie as a "life-affirming, heartfelt story", and then, "Every once in a while, a movie transports you to a place where heart, humour, incredible music, and an unforgettable story meet... Welcome to Elizabethtown."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. So the story goes something like this - Drew (Orlando Bloom) is faced both with the death of his father and a spectacular failure in his career (where he has somehow managed to lose his company around 1 billion dollars), and he travels to Kentucky for his father's burial. He meets flight attendant Clair Colburn (creepy stalker-ish woman who apparently has an 'unstoppably positive nature' according to DVD cover, and whose Southern accent comes and goes.) After that, the movie loses track. We're taken to scenes of the cliche Southern family, the father's burial, Susan Sarandon doing a ridiculous tap-dance and talking enthusiastically about her neighbour's hard-on at her husband's memorial service (no less!)... And, well, do I need to say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to watch a movie right through to the end, no matter how good or bad it is. This was one movie that made me itch to switch it off after just half an hour. I've never liked Kirsten Dunst, and as for Orlando Bloom - well, the acting is pretty darn bad! Alec Baldwin's bit role is laughable, and sadly, Judy Greer's talents (remember &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What Women Want&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;13 Going On 30&lt;/span&gt;) are completely unutilised. I'm not sure about the direction - I haven't watched enough of Crowe's work to really judge. While I did like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jerry Maguire&lt;/span&gt;, I couldn't understand &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vanilla Sky &lt;/span&gt;at all (but then again, I've seen just the first half), and I haven't watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Almost Famous&lt;/span&gt;, which is apparently one of his best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At parts in the movie, I felt like whacking the characters for being so darn irritating. Drew, for one, seems more interested in getting into Claire's pants than mourning for his father. And as for Claire, well, that irritating camera-click action and her constant talk of Ben (the supposed boyfriend) made me want to scream. Loudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the movie does have its strong points. The soundtrack is spectacular - listen for U2, The Hollies, The Temptations, Tom Petty, and the song &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moon River&lt;/span&gt; too! Add to that some really spectacular cinematography (just occasionally, though) - case in point - Drew scattering his father's ashes along his road trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That apart though, this movie has nothing to offer. I suppose you could read it as a person finding himself, or one woman's bubbly nature bringing a man out of his misery, or even as two souls coming together - but I, for one, was left feeling a little vague when the movie ended. And perhaps a sense of relief. Because the characters are not believable in any way, the plot seems stupid at times, and even the dialogue seems disjointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it if you have nothing better to do. If you don't like it, well, you'll know what I'm talking about. If you do like it, well, drop me a line and try and convince me that there's something (apart from the music and the camerawork) in the movie that's worth paying attention to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-7394280357386857621?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/7394280357386857621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=7394280357386857621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7394280357386857621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7394280357386857621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/09/elizabethtown.html' title='Elizabethtown.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sr5MmJZTKHI/AAAAAAAAAY0/w4l_J7pyogs/s72-c/elizabethtown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-100265838107031998</id><published>2009-08-03T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:59:02.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Brave One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SnfG4KXr-pI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xBvdEoRri-Q/s1600-h/the-brave-one_dmstc-os_r1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365976149193915026" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 216px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SnfG4KXr-pI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xBvdEoRri-Q/s320/the-brave-one_dmstc-os_r1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;"There is no going back, to that other person, that other place. This thing, this stranger, she is all you are now." - Erica Bain, in &lt;em&gt;The Brave One&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Welcome to the world of the attacked. Say hello to the people who have come face-to-face with real crime, the people who want to fight back instead of waiting for the police or the government to take action. Neil Jordan's 2007 movie &lt;em&gt;The Brave One&lt;/em&gt; deals with a subject especially close to my heart - is it possible to carry on after being a victim, or should one take a stand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the film, Erica Bain (Jodie Foster), a radio show host, is attacked while out on a walk with her boyfriend David (Naveen Andrews). David succumbs to his injuries, and Erica is left to carry on with her life, but she makes a choice not to be a victim any longer, to fight back against those who harrass her on the Subway and in other places, those who deprive others of their right to life and property. She becomes a vigilante of sorts, protecting herself and others from being victims of crime. Enter Detective Mercer (Terence Howard) who is investigating the killings, the archetype of the 'good cop'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodie Foster excels, as usual. The film belongs to her, through and through. You can see the fear in her eyes, the rage and the decision to fight. Foster always seems to carry through the role of the "strong woman" well - be it in this movie, or in &lt;em&gt;Panic Room&lt;/em&gt;, or even in &lt;em&gt;Flightplan&lt;/em&gt;. Terence Howard is good as well, puts in a solid and stable performance. The soundtrack is brilliant - the song "&lt;em&gt;Answer&lt;/em&gt;" by Sarah McLachlan, in particular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is plenty wrong with the movie, though. Firstly, there is the rather unimaginative title. Secondly, Erica learns to handle a gun with unusual ease, and that's where the movie begins to get unrealistic. And then, there's the ending - you'd have bought it, had Detective Mercer not made overtly ethical speeches previously, that he would have the strength to put away someone he likes. But as it stands, the ending leaves a rather sour after-taste. It's predictable, and spoils what could have been a near-perfect movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;em&gt;The Brave One&lt;/em&gt; wins brownie points for dealing with a subject that we should all think about. What do we do when attacked? Do we simply carry on, and avoid the chances of more attacks? Do we lock ourselves up and refuse to face a crime-infested world? Or do we go out there, with a promise to be stronger next time, to stand up for our rights? The movie makes you consider whether it's ethical to kill other killers, whether the idea of a vigilante is a suitable one, and whether criminals should be given a taste of their own medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite being unrealistic and unpredictable at times, it's a movie that everyone should watch - anyone who has ever had a wallet snatched, anyone who has been given the occasion feel-up on a crowded street, anyone who has ever been beaten up by a gang of thugs. It's for you, and you, and you - all of you who have had to deal with trauma and terror. Perhaps taking a gun and shooting the wrong-doers out there is a little extreme, but the movie seems to tell you that there's no point being a victim any longer. I've been a victim, and I identify with the rage that Erica feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Sometimes, the line between ethics and revenge is a very fine one. And it's tempting to cross it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-100265838107031998?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/100265838107031998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=100265838107031998' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/100265838107031998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/100265838107031998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/08/brave-one.html' title='The Brave One.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SnfG4KXr-pI/AAAAAAAAAX8/xBvdEoRri-Q/s72-c/the-brave-one_dmstc-os_r1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-2655097403175382485</id><published>2009-07-12T09:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:43:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frankenstein.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SloSWTtWF6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/VWs2ouzoEw8/s1600-h/IIIB3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357614881167513506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 318px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SloSWTtWF6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/VWs2ouzoEw8/s400/IIIB3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;James Whale's &lt;em&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/em&gt; (1931) is the stuff that a Gothic horror film is made of. While it is loosely based on Mary Shelley's 1818 novel of the same name, it is by no means a faithful adaptation. In fact, it is probably closer to Peggy Webling's play. The plot is tweaked, names are changed, a distinctly German look and feel is added - but leaving all that aside, the movie is truly an impressive one. &lt;u&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/u&gt; is one of my favourite books, and I can say that while Whale's movie is quite different from the original text, it is by no means nothing short of a cinematic achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/em&gt; has gone down in history as one of the greatest horror films ever made, and while modern audiences like us may not run out of the movie viewing with shrieks and screams, all of us will feel a chill or two, up and down our spines, at Boris Karloff's amazing portrayal of the Monster. While Colin Clive puts in a great performance at Henry Frankenstein, the man obsessed with creating life, the show truly belongs to Karloff, and perhaps Jack Pierce, for his make-up effects. For how many of us can say that image of the Monster, with its flat head, drooping eyes, and neck-bolts, is not striking, to say the least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;This movie has endured the test of time, and is a favourite with us even after 75 years. Initially, though I felt a little sore because I expected the movie to stay absolutely faithful to the text, I got over my resentment quickly- after all, which director truly stays faithful to a text? And how can all of the touching story of Frankenstein and his monster be compressed into a film that is just an hour long? No, it is useless to dwell upon these trivial details - &lt;em&gt;Frankenstein&lt;/em&gt; must be seen for what it is - a horror film that stands apart from the rest, one that despite being made 79 years back, would still give all the horror films of today great competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;While Shelley's novel raises many thought-provoking questions about life and creation, parenting and childhood, nature vs. nurture - the movie too, makes one think, though in entirely different ways, because of the plot changes. Did the Monster become violent simply because he was given a criminal brain, or was he made into one by Fritz's constant torment and torture? Or was it both these factors? To think about all this, you must watch the movie, but not just because of the issues it raises in your mind - but because it is next to impossible not to admire such splendid direction, such classy acting, and such chilling horror. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-2655097403175382485?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/2655097403175382485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=2655097403175382485' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2655097403175382485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/2655097403175382485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/07/frankenstein.html' title='Frankenstein.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SloSWTtWF6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/VWs2ouzoEw8/s72-c/IIIB3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-6988478216163461410</id><published>2009-07-02T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:44:15.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evita.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SkzJWcPfTmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BR_Opez9jOY/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353875444412141154" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 394px; height: 272px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SkzJWcPfTmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BR_Opez9jOY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt; (1996) is one of those rare masterpieces that takes a while to sink in. The musical adaptation follows the life of Eva Duarte, an illegitimate child drawn to fame and fortune - who leaves no stone unturned to ensure that hers is a 'rags-to-riches' story to remember, and she eventually becomes wife to Juan Peron, President and dictator of Argentina. Her charisma and glamour wins the people over, but it's left to the viewer to realise that her life is a sham, and her marriage one of mutual benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;I have always liked musicals, and if you give me a Lloyd Webber one - well, all the better! Full credit for &lt;em&gt;Evita'&lt;/em&gt;s music goes to him, but especially more so because his music somehow never gets monotonous. Each musical's tones are different from the last. For instance, while &lt;em&gt;Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;/em&gt; has a new-age-rock sound to it, &lt;em&gt;Cats&lt;/em&gt; has more of the typical classical twang. &lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt;, on the other hand, is slightly jazzy, dramatically Latina, and fiery in parts - the music plays a vital part, in a movie where there is precious little dialogue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;The songs are without a doubt, absolutely great - and I must say that the lyrics are very strong - credit for that goes to Tim Rice. In fact, this is one of Rice and Lloyd Webber's many collaborations. Watch out for songs like "Another Suitcase In Another Hall", "The Money Kept Rolling In", "High Flying, Adored" - those three being my personal favourites. Evita is different from other Lloyd Webber musical adaptations I've seen in the sense that it's not as stylised. There are not many elaborate dance sequences, the costumes aren't overtly theatrical - instead, &lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt; has somewhat simple sets, but the choreography makes its presence known in other forms - like the scenes of the singing of the butchers and the marching of the soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;There is no doubt that Madonna's singing is great, but perhaps she was a little too old for the depiction of a 26 year-old. But that apart, she does full justice to the role of Eva Peron, and depicts her as a woman bent on making it to the top, at whatever cost. On the one hand, you sympathise with her hard-luck story and you grow enthusiastic as she makes her way to success, but on the other, you wrinkle your nose in distaste as you realise that this woman has hidden agendas. Kudos to Madonna for portraying a flawed woman perfectly. She is a screen presence to reckon with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antonio Banderas, as Che, completely blew me away! Who knew he could sing? Who knew he could dance? He is the high-point of the movie, both dramatically and musically - and complements Madonna perfectly. I've always thought that he was mere eye candy, but now I realise I'm wrong. Che was a difficult part to play, but Banderas manages perfectly - his part as the Narrator left me stunned. Jonathan Pryce, as Peron, was good too - another brilliant voice, great facial expressions, especially in the song "You Must Love Me". A pity he didn't have more singing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt; is a political musical that leaves a lasting impression. I've always been a big fan of Lloyd Webber's work, and &lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt; now joins the list of &lt;em&gt;Cats, The Phantom Of The Opera, &lt;/em&gt;and&lt;em&gt; Jesus Christ Superstar&lt;/em&gt; as another favourite. It remains with you for its catchy music, its splendid direction and mindblowing lyrics, its period look of 1940's Argentina, and its stunning scenes of Eva's funeral and political instability. And you know what else? Right now, I'm humming "High Flying, Adored" as I'm typing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;em&gt;Evita&lt;/em&gt;. Take my word for it - it's a movie worth watching, not just for the stars' names, but for the depiction of a true story that leaves you rather moved.  And if you appreciate Lloyd Webber's music, all the better for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-6988478216163461410?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/6988478216163461410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=6988478216163461410' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/6988478216163461410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/6988478216163461410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/07/evita.html' title='Evita.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SkzJWcPfTmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/BR_Opez9jOY/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-7826224879521079390</id><published>2009-05-23T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:45:51.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolutionary Road.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Shjt32ebjCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5g06sJvBr6Q/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339278902019460130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 273px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Shjt32ebjCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5g06sJvBr6Q/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;em&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/em&gt; (2008) is not the movie for you, if you're searching for feel-good romance, or light-hearted comedy, or even witty dialogues. It has none of that. Instead, it gives you a rather realistic look at marriage, and shows how it can be anything but a bed of roses. Frank and April Wheeler have been married for around seven years, have a lovely big house, two children, Frank has a job in New York City - but all's not well. Their marriage is falling apart, Frank hates his job, April is struggling with the fact that she was never able to make it as an actress, and the complication of life seems to be closing in on them. Their plan to move to Paris for a better and happier life does not work out, but April wants to escape from the horror her life has become, at whatever cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have seen one other movie directed by Sam Mendes, which was &lt;em&gt;American Beauty&lt;/em&gt;, and that too, dealt with a similar theme- how a life that seems perfect can actually be far from it. &lt;em&gt;Revolutionary Road&lt;/em&gt; is perhaps an inversion of the illusion of the American Dream. It portrays how life can bring with it marital and emotional collapse, job dissatisfaction, and a pervading sense of unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonardo DiCaprio, it is needless to say, has matured tremendously as an actor. I found it hard to believe this was the same actor who played pretty-boy-Jack-Dawson in &lt;em&gt;Titanic&lt;/em&gt;. Kate Winslet is simply brilliant. Her dialogue deliveries are right on cue, with just the right emotion, and her expressions are flawless. Truly one of the best actors in the industry today. Together, they are dynamite - their chemistry is wonderful. And here I shall make special mention of Michael Shannon, who plays the neighbour's mentally unbalanced son, but who seems to talk more sense than expected from a madman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revolutionary Road &lt;/em&gt;is a very powerful movie, one that explores the pressures and dilemmas of suburban life. The artistic sets, the costumes, and the music score are just about perfect as well. Perhaps the ending is a little too dramatic, but then again, perhaps it is the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; way the movie could have ended. Frank and April represent each one of us, who have often thought that things will work out, that we shall be happy and content, only to find out life is much more twisted than that. It's a very honest film that forces you to rethink your idea of 'a perfect life', and urges you to reconsider whether anyone truly gets their 'happily ever after' ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-7826224879521079390?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/7826224879521079390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=7826224879521079390' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7826224879521079390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7826224879521079390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/05/revolutionary-road.html' title='Revolutionary Road.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Shjt32ebjCI/AAAAAAAAAWI/5g06sJvBr6Q/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-4758772320259283295</id><published>2009-05-09T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:46:18.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ratatouille.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SgcNVzTfjPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LnrQeONL4S4/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334246951844023538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 297px; height: 398px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SgcNVzTfjPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LnrQeONL4S4/s400/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;From Brad Bird comes a delightfully and comically fresh family movie - &lt;em&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/em&gt; (2007). Remy is a rat with discerning taste in cuisine, who has rather unusual culinary talents. His misadventures lead to him getting lost, and then finding himself in "the city of the best food in France" - Paris. From then on, it's a hilarious turn of events as he achieves his dream - cooking in a top-class kitchen, but not without some rather funny mishaps along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;First up, the animation is simply great. Hats off to Pixar! They just seem to get better and better. The creases and crinkles on the Chefs' uniforms, the fur of the rats, the shimmering liquid texture of the soups and sauces - everything's drawn down to the very last detail. I don't profess to be an expert on animation, but Pixar's work is &lt;em&gt;wonderful&lt;/em&gt;. At certain moments, you're bound to wonder whether it's an animated movie you're watching, or just a regular one. The visual treatment of the movie is truly incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;The plot is a little choppy in the middle of the movie. Perhaps a little forced. But it's more than made up by great voicing, by Lou Romano as Linguini (the garbage-boy who is discovered to be Gusteau's son), by Patton Oswalt as Remy the rat, and Ian Holm as Skinner is simply wonderful as well. Credit goes to Peter O'Toole too, for putting in some spectacular voicing work for the character of Anton Ego, the coffin-shaped food critic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Janeane Garofolo, however, stole the show, I thought. Her French-accented English, her witty one-liners, and her easy changes from the friendly Colette to the angry Colette are something to watch out for. Also, she manages to make the character of Colette show - a girl intent on making her mark in a man's world - and managing to do that to an animated character, I suppose, is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Apart from offering some great comic moments, &lt;em&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/em&gt; is also a rather sarcastic critique on food snobbery. I've seen food snobs and gourmet critics in my line of work, and Anton Ego is a caricature of these two types, right down to his immensely complacent "I know everything about food" air. Gourmet food may be great, but &lt;em&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/em&gt; seems to suggest that sometimes, simple food can be just as effective as working its way to our hearts - for didn't Ego love the simple and traditional peasant dish that was served to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;I could go on and on about &lt;em&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/em&gt;. It's one of my favourite films (and not just for its cooking-theme). I'd dragged my then-boyfriend to watch it when it released, simply because the trailer itself captivated me. And I wasn't disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;It's a rather unusual movie, one that children should definitely watch, but also one that has some important messages for adults. That talent and creativity can come from anywhere, even from the most unexpected of places, and we should give them their due credit. That sometimes, it's the most simple things in life that really matter, and it's not the money or the fame, but just the warm buzz of memories, that can make us happy. And lastly, that following your heart is essential, for selling out beliefs never did anyone any good - like Shakespeare put it so well: "To thine own self be true". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-4758772320259283295?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/4758772320259283295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=4758772320259283295' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/4758772320259283295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/4758772320259283295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/05/ratatouille.html' title='Ratatouille.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SgcNVzTfjPI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LnrQeONL4S4/s72-c/image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-7432819831950228936</id><published>2009-05-04T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:46:45.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Actually.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sf8BVLFRX0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3XSylgdkkbI/s1600-h/love-actually-287656760.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331981947093737282" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sf8BVLFRX0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3XSylgdkkbI/s400/love-actually-287656760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love Actually &lt;/em&gt;(2003), directed by Richard Curtis, is one of those heart-warming romantic comedies I just can't get enough of. The humour is always fresh, a la &lt;em&gt;You've Got Mail&lt;/em&gt;, and the romance is as sweet as its gets, but not overly so. I've watched &lt;em&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt; a countless number of times, and what strikes me is the fact that I never get tired of it. Every time I watch it, I find myself warming to the characters, smiling at the jokes, and when the film's over, I'm left with a warm fuzzy-happy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The movie follows the stories of separate people, all inter-related somehow, set in and around London. It's about love in its many manifestations, about love in different forms. Love that knows no class boundaries - the Prime Minister falling for the tea-lady. Unrequited love - the man who has a crush on his best friend's wife. Love with an obstacle- the woman unable to continue a relationship with the man she loves, because of her mentally ill brother. Love with a language barrier - the writer who is taken with the charms of his Portuguese housekeeper. Love despite being cheated on - the wife who chooses to stay with her philandering husband for the sake of her children. Love in an unusual place - two actors taking to each other on the sets of an erotic film. Love in mourning - the husband who cannot get over his wife's death. Love in terms of friendship - the old rock ' roll star who begins to appreciate his manager's efforts. And childish love - the boy who has just lost his mother, falling for the 'coolest girl in school'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt; is a movie with soul - it's a movie that reaches out to you, makes you feel good, and makes you feel that really and truly, love is all around us. It shows itself in the strangest of places and situations, often it may not be romantic - it may be a childish crush, or it may even be lust - but the point is that it exists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there blatant stereotyping in the film? - possibly. Does one need suspension of disbelief? - Yes, in certain parts. Is the story a little forced at times? - perhaps. But that doesn't change the fact that &lt;em&gt;Love Actually &lt;/em&gt;is a very genuine film that speaks to you, it's enjoyable, the script is great, and there are some fantastically funny moments that leave you laughing - like when the Prime Minister (Hugh Grant) dances down the stairs, and when Jamie and his Portuguese housekeeper jump into the water to recover his manuscript. The cast is a great one - watch out for the likes of Colin Firth, Hugh Grant, Liam Neeson, Alan Rickman, Emma Thompson, Keira Knightley, and many, many more. Rowan Atkinson's guest appearance, too, is extremely memorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie has character. It has depth. Yes, perhaps the plot is unrealistic at times (would the US President try to grope the tea-lady? No way. Would the UK Prime Minister go door-to-door with only one bodyguard? Yeah right!) But at the end of the day, it is a movie, and sometimes, cinema is allowed to stretch itself, to be slightly unreal, because often, what we want in cinema is not reality, we want to be convinced that what we do not feel in the world around us &lt;strong&gt;does&lt;/strong&gt; actually exist, in some way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Actually&lt;/em&gt; is an absolutely delightful homage to love. Whenever I watch it, I find myself warming up to the characters, no matter if I don't identify with them the slightest bit. While it was made specifically for the holiday season, I think it's relevant to any time, any place - it's a film that has the power to convince you that love exists - fulfilled or unfulfilled, happy or sad - it doesn't matter. It's a strong emotion that reaches out and grips you, and&lt;em&gt; Love Actually&lt;/em&gt; does exactly that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't classify this is as a chick-flick, or sweet-as-sugar romance. I think it's much more than that - it's a commentary on life itself. Watch this movie for an instant pick-me-up, some great laughs, a general feeling of happiness, and if you're a girl- you're bound to be swooning at Firth, Grant, and Neeson! Just when you thought things couldn't get better, eh? *grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-7432819831950228936?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/7432819831950228936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=7432819831950228936' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7432819831950228936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/7432819831950228936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/05/love-actually.html' title='Love Actually.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sf8BVLFRX0I/AAAAAAAAAVg/3XSylgdkkbI/s72-c/love-actually-287656760.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-8165518018791714377</id><published>2009-02-27T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:26:44.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Safg1XnROjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/163zoa1kVRU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307457893355829810" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 232px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Safg1XnROjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/163zoa1kVRU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;From director Mark Herman, comes a Holocaust-story about two children- called &lt;em&gt;The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas (2008)&lt;/em&gt;. Based on the novel by John Boyne, it tells the story of Bruno, whose family is relocated to the countryside during World War II. Separated from all his friends, and driven by loneliness to explore his surroundings, he comes across a 'farm', and a 'boy in striped pyjamas'. Of course, the farm is a Nazi concentration camp, and the boy is a Jewish prisoner. What follows is a friendship that transcends beliefs, culture, and race- and perhaps even death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas&lt;/em&gt; is a story based on the Holocaust, but with a refreshingly new perspective- for it is seen through the eyes of a child. Bruno, as the son of the German officer, questions the treatment of the Jews with all the innocence that childhood possesses, and wonders why they are treated badly, while they are so comfortably off. He sees smoke from the camp's chimneys, rising into the sky, and wonders what's burning, and why it smells so bad. He thinks all the people in 'striped pyjamas' are farmers, and thinks it ridiculous that the 'farmer' in his kitchen gave up his medical practice to peel potatoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film presents the inhumanity and horrors of the Holocaust- as seen through the non-judgmental, naive eyes of a young child. It is a beautiful story, with all its languidity- for here there is no fast-paced action, no Death Marches, no excessive violence- but despite all that, the simple treatment of the film moved me much more. Credit goes to Asa Butterfield and Jack Scanlon for great acting, in the roles of Bruno and Shmuel (the Jewish boy) respectively. Vera Farmiga, as Bruno's mother, puts in a riveting performance too- as the woman who is torn between her roles- will she be a good German wife and support her husband's none-too-noble work, or will she be a mother and protect her children from the horrible sights of the Holocaust? And Bruno's father (David Thewlis) seems to fit into his role as the Nazi officer with ease- in many parts, he seems to actually be the monster his wife accuses him of being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is perhaps one of the most moving aspects about this film is the multi-layered treatment of the characters. No one character is portrayed as all good, or all bad- no, not even the Germans. Bruno, in all his innocence, sympathises with the ill-treatment of the Jews in his house, and quickly forms a friendship with Shmuel, a friendship that is based purely on talk from either side of an electrocuted fence- Bruno brings him food, keeps him amused, and is indeed all a good friend should be. However, he lies in a situation, to save his own skin, and thereby Bruno is not a flawless character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pronounced British accents in all the characters are a little disconcerting, and certain parts of the movie call for suspension of disbelief (for instance, how would a young Jewish prisoner be left unattended near the fence for hours at a stretch? And is it really so easy to dig into a camp?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once you get used to all that- the cinematography, the music, and the good direction take up all your attention. The movie is stunning in its own way, and despite some minor imperfections, it still works- and is woefully underrated. This grim story about a bond between two young boys will leave you emotionally raw, but somewhere, I guarantee, you will feel a sense of hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With themes like the loss of childhood and innocence, the Holocaust, and internal conflict, it is a piece of cinematic achievement that will leave you spellbound, almost as much as &lt;em&gt;Life Is Beautiful&lt;/em&gt;- another film that deals with a child's innocence about the Holocaust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is beautiful and poignant- and perhaps the only way the story could have ended. I was left with a sense of loss, and oddly yet, a sense of faith, that perhaps friendship does overcome every kind of boundary, and that despite the odds, it can live on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-8165518018791714377?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/8165518018791714377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=8165518018791714377' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8165518018791714377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8165518018791714377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/02/boy-in-striped-pajamas.html' title='The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Safg1XnROjI/AAAAAAAAAUY/163zoa1kVRU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-8268342208623043685</id><published>2009-02-22T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:47:45.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Truman Show.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SaF1w38WbtI/AAAAAAAAATg/4m53rvVn-To/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305651318530404050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 270px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SaF1w38WbtI/AAAAAAAAATg/4m53rvVn-To/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Truman Show&lt;/em&gt;, directed by Peter Weir, is undoubtedly one of the best films ever made. Released in 1998, it tells the story of Truman Burbank, a man with a seemingly-happy life in suburban America, who discovers his life has been carefully constructed and manipulated, and that he is part of a TV show, broadcasted worldwide. His wife, friends, and apparent family are all actors, the island on which he lives is a set, where even the sunrises and sunsets are digitally controlled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Jim Carrey establishes himself in this film as a brilliant actor, one whose talents are not just confined to facial contortions and slapstick comedy. Indeed, his portrayal of the man who finds his life to be a public spectacle is astonishingly good. Carrey outdoes himself with a stunning and thought-provoking performance, and I found it hard to identify him with the same actor who played Stanley Ipkiss in &lt;em&gt;The Mask&lt;/em&gt;, and the animal-lover in the &lt;em&gt;Ace Ventura&lt;/em&gt; movies. Those who think that Carrey cannot carry off serious roles should watch this. &lt;em&gt;Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind &lt;/em&gt;wouldn't be a bad choice either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truman's character development is flawless- a light falling from the sky, a distorted radio message, and an accidental look at what appears to be a lift- all raise his suspicions, and he finally realises that his life has been part of a TV show for 30 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura Linney, who plays his wife, is outstanding as well. Her performance is one that suggests depth- as Truman starts to realise his life is not what it is, her smile gets wider, her consolations more desperate- as an actress, as part of the TV show, she does not want the elaborate lie to be exposed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed Harris plays Christof, the man who has conceptualised the TV show that Truman is part of. He is the master, whereas Truman is the puppet. Harris portrays Christof as a man characterised by grim ferocity, and a brutal lack of compassion. Even though his screen-time is much less (it is Carrey who practically holds up the movie), Harris's Oscar nomination is well-deserved. Also, Christof is perhaps a take on God Himself, the Creator- who has made up our world, and watches while we discover ourselves and the many truths that surround us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film can be interpreted on many levels. I think, first and foremost, it is a brilliant commentary on the role of the media, and a satiric look at how it controls our lives. There are scenes in &lt;em&gt;The Truman Show &lt;/em&gt;where people are shown to be glued to their TV sets, almost having given up their normal activities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, it is a jab at the voyeuristic nature present in all of us - the desire to watch another person's life, to look at how he leads it, and to follow his every movement, every thought, and ogle at the intricacies that make up his life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And third, it is perhaps a look at how fragile our lives are, and how, sometimes, they can be made up of lies. Truman's life is seemingly perfect- he has a good job, friendly neighbours, a pretty wife... Indeed, he seems to be living the American Dream in all its glory- but half an hour into the film, you realise that's not the case at all. He is trapped by a job that he finds dull and boring, his neighbours get on his nerves, his wife is a little too plastic, his thoughts are filled with memories of his ex-girlfriend- and soon enough, Truman realises his entire life is being manipulated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Truman Show&lt;/em&gt; has brilliant cinematography- certain camera angles make it seem as if we are watching not just a movie, but Truman's life itself- we are one of the viewers in the movie glued to their TV sets. The soundtrack is good, and the momentum of the movie builds itself up with determination, leading to an absolutely brilliant climax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film is dramatic, sincere, and not pretentious in any degree. It's an extraordinary, highly original film that leaves you thinking. And having watched it a decade after it was released, its relevancy is still potent, and its message strikingly clear even in the present day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sad that Carrey didn't even get an Oscar nomination for his acting, but then again- &lt;em&gt;Life Is Beautiful &lt;/em&gt;had lost out in the Oscars too. Sometimes, even the best films don't make it, and it's up to the viewers to immortalise them in their own way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch &lt;em&gt;The Truman Show &lt;/em&gt;for its unique storyline, its satirical portrayal of media and voyeurism, and lastly, for Carrey's performance. You will not be disappointed. This movie- a political and social allegory, will not let you forget it in a hurry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-8268342208623043685?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/8268342208623043685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=8268342208623043685' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8268342208623043685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8268342208623043685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/02/truman-show.html' title='The Truman Show.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SaF1w38WbtI/AAAAAAAAATg/4m53rvVn-To/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-3492145488761881010</id><published>2009-01-31T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:48:12.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>V For Vendetta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SYSRVI96X-I/AAAAAAAAATY/I7tDKb5zw2Y/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297518854064988130" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 262px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SYSRVI96X-I/AAAAAAAAATY/I7tDKb5zw2Y/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Imagine a graphic novel. Characters drawn boldly, and painted with firm brushstrokes. Speech bubbles, thoughts, movements- all characterised on paper down to the very last detail. And then imagine a movie adaptation. And consider, just for a moment, that it could stay faithful to its graphic novel counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That’s exactly what &lt;em&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/em&gt;, directed by James McTeigue, does. It’s almost as if I could feel the pages of the actual graphic novel in the movie, and in that respect, it’s strikingly similar to &lt;em&gt;Sin City&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V For Vendetta,&lt;/em&gt; which is, of course, based on Alan Moore’s graphic novel of the same name, is about a man in a Guy Fawkes mask, called V, fighting back against a totalitarian government, and Evey Hammond’s role in his life, and in his revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V, played by Hugo Weaving, is charismatic, chilling, intense, sarcastic – he is one man who dares to stand up to fascist, oppressive rule. He captures Moore’s words perfectly, his theatrical dialogue deliveries left me speechless. His ability to deliver the strongest lines with absolutely perfect emotion is marvellous to watch. And considering that he does not have access to moving viewers with facial expressions (his face is covered by a mask throughout the movie), his performance is astoundingly good. Watch out for the scene where he meets Evey for the very first time- the famous ‘V’ speech. It’s bound to make you want to give him a standing ovation, right in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Portman plays Evey, and her emotional range and sheer talent for playing varied roles is, in a word- fabulous. She is fantastic as Evey, the woman who plays an instrumental part in the bringing down of the British government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie, the subplots are removed, bits are changed here and there, but the idea, as V would be proud to say, remains the same. The film has some spectacular action sequences – watch out for the scenes of buildings being blown up, V’s fight scenes, and my personal favourite – the Domino scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many reasons why this film is a must-watch: its amazing visual effects, a brilliant climactic sequence, and a great background score by the Oscar-nominated Dario Marianelli. Not to forget the outstanding acting, not just by Weaving and Portman- but the other actors, too – Stephen Fry, Stephen Rea, and John Hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the fact that the movie has such a meaningful political statement behind it makes it one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What truly matters, in revolution? Is it the man who lives and dies for its cause, or is it the idea, the motivation? Watch &lt;em&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/em&gt;, and decide. While the romance is subtly understated, the political and social allegory take first priority, and that is what makes this film a classic- and relevant to any time, any place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will realise that V is not just a man, but is an idea, a very powerful symbol. You can destroy a person, but the ideas he lives for and believes in, are indestructible. One man &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; make a difference, and if citizens stand united, change &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be achieved. In a world that's ruled by oppression of all kinds, &lt;em&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/em&gt; sends a strong inspiring message- it needn't necessarily be about totalitarian rule, but we need to question the government's working, we need to stop taking things for granted, and start taking proactive measures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But leaving aside the interpretation of the movie in light of today's times, this movie stays with you long after you've finished watching it. And if you're questioning whether the graphic novel is better than the movie, or whether V is a hero or a terrorist- you've lost the point. Because &lt;em&gt;V For Vendetta&lt;/em&gt; is a rock-solid, honest film, which is, I should say, more than a film- like the graphic novel, it is a &lt;em&gt;statement&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-3492145488761881010?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/3492145488761881010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=3492145488761881010' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3492145488761881010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/3492145488761881010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2009/01/v-for-vendetta.html' title='V For Vendetta.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SYSRVI96X-I/AAAAAAAAATY/I7tDKb5zw2Y/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-6011584331448429188</id><published>2008-12-12T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:48:55.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Sunrise &amp; Before Sunset.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SUKQqesDNmI/AAAAAAAAASo/v09wMO_KlV4/s1600-h/before+sunrise.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278940772698371682" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 223px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SUKQqesDNmI/AAAAAAAAASo/v09wMO_KlV4/s320/before+sunrise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;How many times have you come across a person you could instantly relate to? Felt an automatic chemistry with? And what if circumstances got in the way? What if the timing and the location played spoilsport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before Sunrise&lt;/em&gt; (directed by Richard Linklater) is a marvellous look at the beauty of human relationships. The movie follows two strangers (Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy) who meet on a train, get off together at Vienna, and spent just a day with each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it possible to fall in love in such a short span of time, with a stranger you've just spent a few hours with? This is one love story completely unlike any other, mostly dialogue-based, but therein lies the simplistic beauty of the film. I loved it so much because of its lack of pretension. The realism is stunning- it's hard to come across a movie where I can actually &lt;em&gt;identify&lt;/em&gt; with the characters, but here, I did. I saw traces of myself in them. There are observations about life, love, romance- and many other things, that I personally related to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain scenes like the walk by the river and the river-side poet's recital of his spontaneously written verse, the hand-reading session, and of course- the first kiss- those are scenes that left me feeling deliciously warm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is a little reminiscent of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An Affair To Remember&lt;/span&gt;- captivating and romantic, but not in your usual "happily ever after" way. Watch this movie not because it's a love story, but because it's a masterpiece, a sheer achievement in cinema that's simple yet stunning- a movie that pulls at your heartstrings just because you can feel it's real. With wonderful acting and excellent script, &lt;em&gt;Before Sunrise &lt;/em&gt;is one of those meaningful romances you don't easily forget, because it ends with a promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SUKQqx576uI/AAAAAAAAASw/yf0L6k9iujg/s1600-h/before+sunset.bmp"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278940777856887522" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 213px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SUKQqx576uI/AAAAAAAAASw/yf0L6k9iujg/s320/before+sunset.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before Sunset&lt;/em&gt;, by the same director, catches up with Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy almost nine years later, in Paris, to follow up on that same promise. They're older, of course, but more importantly, they're jaded- about life, and about relationships. While &lt;em&gt;Before Sunrise&lt;/em&gt; is about falling in love, &lt;em&gt;Before Sunset &lt;/em&gt;explores the cynicism and the heartbreak associated with it. But that's not to say, in any way, that it's a dark movie. On the contrary, it's beautiful, and subtly challenging. There's an interplay of very powerful emotions, and an exploration of the fragility and strength of human bonds. There's a sense of having bottled up years of frustration and countless moments of thinking "What if...", and I found myself waiting for the eventual spill- the inevitable explosion of emotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell that Jessie and Celine have grown up- they have made their share of mistakes, they have experienced unhappiness and the pang of unfulfilled love, but somehow, somewhere- lives the hope that love and passion may be reborn again. It's a wonderfully poignant sequel, and the chemistry between the actors is as good as ever, if not better. Also, Hawke and Delpy do a brilliant job of portraying two people who have not been able to truly move on, after spending just one night together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is... in a word - moving. It left me thinking. It's honest, and it's real. Special mention must be made of Delpy's song- it's beautifully written, full of meaning, and very moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And what is perhaps most beautiful, is the fundamental optimism, the faith- that perhaps, at the end of the day, two lovers &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; be reunited, and that true love &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; overcome all obstacles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-6011584331448429188?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/6011584331448429188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=6011584331448429188' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/6011584331448429188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/6011584331448429188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2008/12/before-sunrise-before-sunset.html' title='Before Sunrise &amp; Before Sunset.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SUKQqesDNmI/AAAAAAAAASo/v09wMO_KlV4/s72-c/before+sunrise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-9047033302964824130</id><published>2008-12-07T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T19:49:27.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Devil Wears Prada.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/ST1fD4TMnpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gNoDmjqu4W0/s1600-h/6a00d834523b7169e200e54f2325b78834-800wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277478858605239954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 256px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/ST1fD4TMnpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gNoDmjqu4W0/s320/6a00d834523b7169e200e54f2325b78834-800wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Devil Wears Prada &lt;/em&gt;is a loose screen adaptation of Lauren Weisberger's 2003 novel of the same name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Enter Andy (Anna Hathaway) who dreams of becoming a journalist, and lands a job as the Second Assistant of Miranda Priestley (Meryl Streep), the Editor-In-Chief of the fashion magazine, Runway. It's not easy at all, as Andy soon learns, and she finds herself adapting to her new world, and making changes in her personal and professional life to deal with it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie has its ups and downs. The downs- mainly Hathaway, I thought. She was hugely disappointing. Her acting seems half-hearted, you somehow can't believe in her character, on the whole, she's just wishy-washy. The ups - there are some great clothes, some really fabulous dialogue sequences (especially those of Streep's), and of course, there's Paris. Stanley Tucci puts in a minor role, and he's not bad as well. Emily Blunt is somewhat impressive as the First Assistant, who will bow to any demands her boss makes, whose job is her whole life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, there's Meryl Streep herself, who gets so into the role of the bitchy boss that you find yourself wondering if she might really be like that in person. Bossy, domineering, sarcastic and hard-to-please, she's every Assistant's nightmare. But her pursed lips and "That's all!" speak volumes- I think Streep would be one of the main reasons to watch this movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the major problems I had with this movie was the way Andy's friends put her down for it, constantly made fun of her dedication and her efforts, and how her own boyfriend started shooting her down. What is wrong with trying to be good at your job? What is wrong with trying to adapt, to stick it out, when you know that many doors will open out, at the end of a year? There was tremendous shallowness of character, too much narrow-mindedness for me to enjoy the movie properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie's not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad, but it isn't &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; great either. The ending's rather disappointing, it's just &lt;em&gt;there&lt;/em&gt;, but it doesn't make you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch it for some stylish outfits, some good comic scenes, and Streep's acting. But if you're wondering if there's more- well, I thought there wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verdict&lt;/strong&gt;: A bit of a disappointment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-9047033302964824130?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/9047033302964824130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=9047033302964824130' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/9047033302964824130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/9047033302964824130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2008/12/devil-wears-prada.html' title='The Devil Wears Prada.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/ST1fD4TMnpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gNoDmjqu4W0/s72-c/6a00d834523b7169e200e54f2325b78834-800wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7470194261699779509.post-8521624433520401826</id><published>2008-11-18T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:31:29.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Translation.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SSMKBkhIH3I/AAAAAAAAASA/RImSpAqmxXU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270067011052380018" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SSMKBkhIH3I/AAAAAAAAASA/RImSpAqmxXU/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; Very rarely do you come across a movie that speaks to you. That reaches out beyond the screen, and touches your feelings. That makes you think about it constantly, long after it's ended. &lt;em&gt;Lost In Translation&lt;/em&gt; is one of those rare diamonds in the rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Directed by Sofia Coppola, it tells the story of an actor (Bill Murray) and a neglected wife (Scarlett Johannson), who are in Tokyo for a brief while. Even in the midst of a bustling city, there is a pervading sense of loneliness in both their lives, he because his marriage is meaningless and his wife keeps calling up to ask about wood samples, and she because her husband gives her little or no attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Eventually they meet, and drift into a relationship that is very casual yet friendly, simple yet deep, and short-lived yet meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Can a person be lonely even in the midst of crowds? Can one feel totally alone inspite of constant attention? &lt;em&gt;Lost In Translation&lt;/em&gt; proves that it's possible, and that it's also possible for two complete strangers, with nothing in common, to become attached to one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;If you're looking for high-paced action or saccharine sweetness, you won't find it here. This is a film that is profoundly simple, and simply profound- touching in its portrayal of human loneliness and human relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;(I'm sure there are lots of people out there who think this movie is pretentious, boring, maybe even racist in its portrayal of the Japanese- I for one think you need to watch this movie with an open mind. It's not pretentious. The lack of sex and action does not make it so. It's not boring- it progresses at its own pace, without rushing. And as for the racism- well, the whole point is that Bob and Charlotte are feeling lost in a new city, and cannot adapt to their culture- and that is what we as viewers are supposed to feel too. If we felt they were understanding the customs and the language really well, then the whole Lost In Translation concept loses its significance.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Bill Murray's role was literally tailormade for him, and as for Scarlett Johannson- it's impossible not be taken in by her beauty, and not just her acting. Their sense of discomfort in a new city is evident- not understanding the language, and not following the customs. Also, add to that, Sofio Coppola's outstanding direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;My favourite scene would probably be the one where they are lying in bed, he on his back, she curled up, her toes just touching his leg. They talk about marriage, life, and other such things, he reassures her that things do get better, and lightly strokes her foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;What makes this movie is so beautiful is probably the lack of any sexual relations between the two. They don't drift into an affair, they don't jump into bed straightaway, but they understand each other- and that can go far deeper than sex itself. There is an undertone in the movie that lies unspoken- their growing attachment is slowly made clear, but never once do you hear the words, "Oh Bob, I'm so glad I met you, Tokyo was so meaningless before" or "Charlotte, I love you, you're the only one I've ever loved." For that would have spoiled the subtlety that makes up this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Its tagline goes: Everyone wants to be found. &lt;em&gt;Lost In Translation&lt;/em&gt; is beautiful in its simplicity, lovely in its languidity, and its ending makes you think about what you've watched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7470194261699779509-8521624433520401826?l=cinema-banter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/feeds/8521624433520401826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7470194261699779509&amp;postID=8521624433520401826' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8521624433520401826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7470194261699779509/posts/default/8521624433520401826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinema-banter.blogspot.com/2008/11/lost-in-translation.html' title='Lost In Translation.'/><author><name>Magically Bored</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00689084060646607534</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/Sz3B3PvOMgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/FW3q2krRkgY/S220/tuna+edit.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_byE8bPRhcSE/SSMKBkhIH3I/AAAAAAAAASA/RImSpAqmxXU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
