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Sunday, January 18, 2015

Review: American Sniper

by Trevor Kirkendall
★★★

“American Sniper” is a moving film that pays tribute to one of the finest soldiers the United States military has ever had. Director Clint Eastwood has delicately handled the story and has assured that Chris Kyle’s name and story are portrayed with dignity without any kind of ulterior motive. There’s no pro-war/anti-war message being delivered here, which is fairly uncommon for a Hollywood studio picture these days. Instead, we’re given a story just about a man and how his line of work has impacted his professional and personal life. It just so happens that this man’s job is that of a deadly Navy SEAL sniper.

Much like “Saving Private Ryan,” “American Sniper” focuses more on the people and not the war. Much like “The Hurt Locker,” it focuses on the side effects that fighting in a war against foreign extremists has on the people involved. But unlike those films, “American Sniper” isn’t a profound and thought provoking masterwork. It’s certainly great – don’t get me wrong – but it lacks that familiar quality that usually accompanies powerful war dramas.

What we have here is a story that simply sets its sights on Navy SEAL Chris Kyle (Bradley Cooper), a native of Texas who has been labeled as the most lethal sniper in the history of the United States Military. The film is told to us with a little bit of flashback that shows how he was raised, how he came to be in the Navy and how he met his future wife Taya (Sienna Miller). Eastwood wastes no time getting us up to speed on the backstory before we’re dropped right into action in Fallujah.

From there, the story shows us each of Kyle’s tours of duty in the Iraqi warzones. After each tour, Kyle comes home and must adjust to life on the home front. Each break in action adds to his displeasure of being away from where he sees himself most effective, and each trip home shows an increase in levels of PTSD. Kyle feels most useful with his brothers when he’s overseas in country. There, Eastwood directs the story’s focus not to the numerous kills Kyle had, but instead on a counterpart to Kyle fighting in the insurgency. A lethal Syrian sniper named Mustafa (Sammy Shiek). Mustafa was also an Olympian in the rifle events and is just about as good with a sniper rifle as Kyle. This gives both Kyle and the film a common antagonist with a face and name; someone for us to root against in a film with numerous, faceless enemies.

Overall, “American Sniper” offers no real surprises and doesn’t venture into any groundbreaking territory. It is an enjoyable movie, but like I said before, it lacks a certain emotional connection that’s evident in so many other war films. The script by Jason Hall (“Paranoia”) paints Kyle in a very likeable light. He’s easily identifiable. Cooper plays him to be the usual good old Texas boy. As an audience, it’s easy to watch him and root for him. But if you’re up on your current events, you will most likely know where this is headed. Hall is counting on this because he’s thrown in dialogue and moments that come across as a bit ironic. It’s kind of a cheap ploy from a writer, in my opinion, to do this, but it’s so common place in movies about real people that it’s become acceptable practice.

Other than that, Hall’s script has built in many moments that are genuinely intense. Again, Kyle’s fate already known to the audience leaves some of these sequences a little less thrilling than they probably could have been. The folks we should be concerned with are the minor characters who surround Kyle in every scene, but they’re never that well developed so there’s very little rooting interest in them, save for a couple who are a bit more instrumental to the story. Elsewhere, Eastwood disorients the audience by making some of the battle sequences a bit hard to watch. Not because they’re too intense, but because they’re filmed at night or in sand storms. It’s difficult to tell who’s who and what’s going on.

Cooper shines in the role and continues to impress with every new film he’s done each year. He puts on a remarkable and soulful performance as Kyle. He makes Kyle into a national hero, a real life Captain America, if you will. As a producer on this film as well, Cooper has made sure to play the role in an honorable fashion so that we can all identify with Kyle. Knowing his fate makes him even more empathetic. The irony might be built into the script, but Cooper doesn’t play into any of that.


“American Sniper” is very good, but it’s not the best work we’ve seen from Eastwood. Eastwood has been very prolific in the latter years of his career. At a time when most directors might just retire and live out the remainder of their lives enjoying their vast fortunes, Eastwood continues to find great stories worth telling. They’re not all home runs, but they’re almost always enjoyable. I have high expectations of Eastwood because of this and maybe expected more out of him, but I can’t knock this one too much. It is moving and it is good, but it’s far from a wartime masterpiece. 

Friday, August 1, 2014

Review: Guardians of the Galaxy

by Trevor Kirkendall
★★★½

Is it just me, or is “Marvel Studios” becoming synonymous with “quality movies?” In case “Captain America: The Winter Soldier” didn’t make you think that way back in April, James Gunn’s “Guardians of the Galaxy” will.

“Guardians of the Galaxy” follows Peter Quill (Chris Pratt), an intergalactic thief who likes to be called by his outlaw name: Star Lord. He works alongside Youndu (Michael Rooker), a mercenary who steals artifacts from around the galaxy and sells them for enormous profit. Quill has been tasked with picking up this film’s MacGuffin: a small silver orb.

Of course, they’re not the only ones looking for it either. The evil Ronan (Lee Pace), a ruthless fanatic hell bent on destroying the universe, also wants it since he thinks it will help him attain his goal. Working alongside über-villain Thanos (Josh Brolin), who was teased at the end of “The Avengers,” Ronan sends Gamora (Zoe Saldana) to steal the orb from Quill and bring it back to him.

Gamora has no intention of actually doing this since she’s well aware that Ronan is a complete mental case. She ends up getting tangled up in a scuffle between Quill and a couple of bounty hunters, Rocket Raccoon and Groot (voiced by Bradley Cooper and Vin Diesel). All four end arrested and thrown into an intergalactic prison where they meet Drax (Dave Bautista). Drax also has a bit of a vendetta against Ronan. It’s up to the five of them to break out of prison and retrieve the orb before Ronan can get his hand on it.

It’s been a while now since I’ve had a truly memorable movie going experience from a summer film. Sure they’re still huge in size and production value, but so many of them just aren’t fun anymore. They’re dark and serious instead of being fun. I’m not trying to say anything bad about the serious films like “The Dark Knight,” but they don’t all have to be like that.

Enter Marvel and “Guardians of the Galaxy” to restore my faith in the mega studios’ ability to make movies fun again. Like Pixar before it, Marvel seems to be on a mission to create movies that contain stories very well told. Sure, you can say Pixar movies are for kids and Marvel movies are for comic book fans, but that’s not the case anymore. These studios are making movies for everyone now.

“Guardians” reminded me a lot of the first “Star Wars” film (that’s “Episode IV – A New Hope” for all you young people who’s parent’s did you wrong by showing you the films in episodic order). From the structure of the screenplay to the design on the characters, the “Star Wars” influence in this film is everywhere. It’s more homage than a direct rip-off though. And if you’re going to make a giant space opera such as this, it’s not a bad film franchise to emulate.

Everything about this film works just the way it needs to. Written by Gunn and Nicole Perlman, the script is sharp and witty. All of the humor in this film is well placed and well timed. The plot is thick and the characters are many, but it is never confusing to follow. And unlike other characters in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, these characters are all very relatable to every member of the audience. It’s not hard to find likable characteristics, despite being aliens, a raccoon, and a talking tree.

It is hard to pick out a character that steals the show, however. I liked every character in this film, including the villain. Lee Pace has been one of my favorite actors since his stint on the short lived ABC series “Pushing Daisies.” He’s probably one of the best villains I’ve seen in a Marvel film. He’s evil to his core and Pace plays it effortlessly. Chris Pratt is an obvious choice for Peter Quill. As is Zoe Saldana for Gamora. The two work well together and I have a hard time seeing anyone else in these roles. But Rocket and Groot are the real show stealers. Their Han Solo/Chewbacca relationship is the perfect addition to an already motley crew of heroes.


I loved this movie. I can’t think of any simpler way of putting it. I haven’t had this much fun at the movies in a very long time. It’s able to funny without being campy. It doesn’t overuse its CGI. And director Gunn handles it all very well. And the soundtrack is sensational, probably one of the best movie soundtracks to come along in years. Marvel movies aren’t just for the comic book fanboys and fangirls anymore. They’re out to make quality films for everyone. “Guardians of the Galaxy” is proof of that.

Review: Guardians of the Galaxy

by. Joe Moss
★★★1/2

The Marvel Universes’ newest blockbuster to be, “Guardians of the Galaxy,” directed and co-written by James Gunn, starts firing on all cylinders right off the bat. Not a shoot ‘em up, blow ‘em up adrenaline junkie rush, rather an emotional rush—foreshadowing events for later in the film. However, from that moment on, the movie is hilarious, pretty much a non-stop adrenaline rush til the final credits. I laughed wholeheartedly and am planning on a return visit to the theater to see it one more time within the week.

Peter Quill (Chris Pratt…and Wyatt Oleff in the beginning sequence) is a young boy of the 80’s in the throws of personal agony. His mother is dying of cancer, and the only way he knows how to cope is to lose himself in the world of “awesome mix”-tapes from his mother. On her deathbed, she gives him one last gift (which he refuses to open) and wants to hold his hand to say good-bye. Rather than take her hand, he cannot cope with the pain and loss of both of his parents, so runs away. Not only runs away, but is abducted by a traveling group of mercenary-thieves led by Yondu (Michael Rooker). [Yes…All of this within the first 10 minutes of the film.]


Flash-forward to today, and we see a very tech-savvy Peter in the midst of acting out a sequence much like an Indiana Jones film, but with a lot more galactic gadgetry. He steals a silver orb from a dead planet, and just as he is about to leave, is confronted by Korath (Djimon Hounsou) and emissary of Ronan The Accuser (Lee Pace) who desires the orb for himself as a means of taking over the galaxy and destroying anything that may get in his path. No plot spoilers here…

Peter barely gets off the dead planet, and makes his way to Xandar to trade his trinket [no we still don’t know what this REALLY is] for cash (units) when he is confronted by a lethal, green beauty, Gamora (Zoe Saldona) who also wants the orb for her own nefarious purposes—and 4 billion units. As she attempts to take the orb, Peter and she are confronted by Rocket (voiced by Bradley Cooper) and Groot (Voiced by Vin Diesel) who want to abduct Peter and turn him into Yondu for 40 thousand units. Much shenanigans ensue and the lot finds themselves in prison. And it is here we are finally introduced to the last Guardian, Drax (Dave Bautista), who desires to kill Gamora since she works for the psychotic Kree, Ronan, who is in cahoots with Thanos (Josh Brolin), to destroy the universe.


No more plot lines….now let’s get down to brass tacks. The plot I have summarized for you is only about 12%  of what occurs within the film. If you think this is insane, just watch. While overly convoluted, the screenplay never seems to lose itself and all of the main points are well addressed and answered by the end of the film—yet, a few new caveats are well planted to lead us into the sequel.

Chris Pratt, Zoe Saldana, Dave Bautista and Bradley Cooper are a great team. They work so well together, and get so into character, they you almost completely forget who they are as individuals. I think that Chris' ability to infect every line he delivers with a great amount of facial sarcasm and joy is what truly sells the film. Between his facial expressions and Bradley Coopers quick-tongued barbs, there is not a scene of the film where I wasn't laughing, crying, or both.

The entire plot, while loosely based off of the Marvel stories by Dan Abnett and Andy Landing, is a completely new twist on who each of these characters are and from whence they came. The writing team of James Gunn (Scooby-Doo, Super) and Nicole Perlman have re-envisioned the entire Guardians universe so that they have complete freedom to inline the script with the other Marvel movies already completed and in the pipeline. And while they do try to remain true to a few points of the comics, the entire Star Lord premise for this film is given a new evolution.

The editing team of Hughes Winborne, Fred Raskin and Craig Wood was amazing. The movie seemed to flow seamlessly through each sequence--even with all of the green screen. Additionally, I LOVE the soundtrack. The music is almost a 6th main character...it makes the movie what it is. A film that does not take itself seriously (much like the Guardians themselves), and yet...works! As I stated at the beginning, this will be another summer blockbuster for the Marvel Universe. Go...Have Fun...Laugh hard.  AND remain through BOTH of the credit Easter Egg sequences...

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Review: American Hustle

by Trevor Kirkendall
★★★½

One thing that can’t be said about “American Hustle” is that it’s a nice relaxing movie full of deep meaningful themes about life, love and happiness. No, this is about as in-your-face as it gets. The latest from David O. Russell (“Silver Linings Playbook”) is a fantastic look at people conning each other and going behind everyone’s back. While some movies about con artists are slick and cool (like “The Grifters,” “Matchstick Men” or “Ocean’s Eleven”), “American Hustle” is loud, eccentric, obnoxious, maniacal, unbalanced, hilarious and most of all fun.

Meet your crazy new friends from "American Hustle"
Christian Bale plays Irving Rosenfeld, a very skilled con artist living in New York City in the late 1970s. At a party one night, he meets the beautiful Syndey Prosser (Amy Adams). They form a bond that turns into love and eventually he invites her into the scamming business. Irving’s scam is loaning people money for a non-refundable $5,000 fee but then never delivering on the loan. Sydney fits in by pretending she’s a British woman named Edith with connections to London banks.

One day, Sydney lets her guard down and brings in a man (Bradley Cooper) looking for a loan. What she doesn’t know is he’s Richie DiMaso, FBI Agent. She’s arrested and thrown in jail for fraud. Irving isn’t, but Richie has other plans for him. He’ll let Sydney (who he really does think is a British woman named Edith) go with no charges if Irving helps him con some people he suspects are corrupt so the FBI can bring them down. One name is Carmine Polito (Jeremy Renner), mayor of Camden, NJ.

Sydney doesn’t like this idea. She would rather flee the country, but Irving won’t because of his adopted son from his estranged marriage to Rosalyn (Jennifer Lawrence). Sydney knows of Rosalyn but doesn’t care for her because she’s absolutely crazy. She ultimately agrees to help Irving and Richie with the con work, but she’s also going to con Richie right back into having him fall in love with Edith just to aggravate Irving.

There’s a lot going on in “American Hustle” that might seem overwhelming at times. It’s been noted that director David O. Russell was more concerned with characters rather than plot, and that shows. Russell is credited as a co-writer with Eric Warren Singer, but I believe the only thing he really did to the screenplay was embellish the characters into larger-than-life personalities and turn his cast loose.

What we’re left with is a film that lacks any structure. The film moves along – at times briskly, at other times slowly – with one scene after another. I tried to figure out where the act breaks were, but I couldn’t seem to find them. So there’s no flow. Actually, a more appropriate phrase for “American Hustle” is there’s no order to the madness.

Jennifer Lawrence and Amy Adams exchange unpleasantries
But what fun that madness is! In a film that lacks structure, “American Hustle” compensates for it with loud and boisterous characters that are in your face from the moment this film starts. While Russell’s approach to the story may be a little unorthodox, his approach to these characters is what makes “American Hustle” great. He loves each and every one of them and it shows. The film doesn’t take sides with anyone. No one is a good guy and no one is a bad guy.

The relationships between these people are handled delicately. The relationship between Irving and Sydney is especially intriguing. It’s also added by two fine performances by both Christian Bale and Amy Adams. These two continue their streak of turning in great performances every time. The relationship with Irving and Carmine is also interesting to watch. Irving isn’t the least bit interested in conning him, but he has no choice at first. As the two get to know each other, and as their wives get to know each other, Irving starts having second thoughts. Carmine is a very passionate man and is loved by all his constituents. What’s great is Irving never has a scene of wallowing regret about this to anyone. It’s all Bale showing us through his eyes and his body language that he’s uncomfortable entrapping this guy.

Bradley Cooper and Jennifer Lawrence turn in the most entertaining and by far the best performances in this film. They’re the loudest and the biggest this film has to offer, and in a film that’s built on loud and grand characters, that’s saying something. Cooper’s fast-talking and hyperactive DiMaso is the focal point of every scene he’s in. It’s impossible to take your eyes off him – either because of the phenomenal acting job Cooper is doing, or because of the loud and outlandish costume and hairstyle Russell puts him in. Jennifer Lawrence is a sensation, once again. Her scenes are few in numbers, but they’re the most memorable of the film. Her character Roslyn is insane, but it’s a joy to watch. She thinks she’s the life of the party and the most important person in the room wherever she goes. “Thank God for me,” she declares, a line delivered with perfection from Lawrence. She’s not the main role in “American Hustle” but we’re once again reminded about the long and successful career she has in front of her.


Despite its lack of structure, “American Hustle” is a fun and exciting film that’s much different from anything we’ve seen from a Hollywood studio this year. It’s a pleasure to watch Russell’s maniacal characters in every situation they encounter throughout the story. It might be a little long, and it certainly feels its length thanks to its lack of structure, but it’s a great time getting to hang out with these crazy people for that amount of time.

Friday, May 24, 2013

Review: The Hangover Part III


by Trevor Kirkendall
★★★


In 2009, a little movie called “The Hangover” opened and made a pretty big splash with audiences and critics alike. I was kind of skeptical of the film judging from the trailer. It looked like just another raunchy comedy with no plot that would be satisfying only to the college crowd. What we got was something so much more that that. It was smart, something you don’t see in a typical comedy. And it wasn’t all that raunchy either. But then they had to follow it up with “The Hangover Part II,” a carbon copy of the first film. Only this time, the setting was different and the jokes were raunchier. Even the main characters didn’t act the same as they did previously. It was absolutely awful. So what does the inevitable “Part III” going to bring to the series? Fortunately, it is a vast improvement.

“The Hangover Part III” opens with the death of Sid (Jeffery Tambor), who is the father to Alan (Zach Galifianakis). The family, including Alan’s brother in law Doug (Justin Bartha), decides it’s best that Alan enter into a rehabilitation center to try and figure out what’s wrong with him. Fans of the other films will know there is quite a bit wrong with Alan. He agrees to go to the rehab center and is accompanied by Doug and his best friends Phil (Bradley Cooper) and Stu (Ed Helms).

They never quite make it there, and its not because they got drunk and wake up in a strange place with no knowledge of the previous night. They’re ambushed on the highway and taken captive by none other than the man who sold Alan the drugs in the first film, Black Doug (Mike Epps). He’s working for his drug dealer boss Marshall (John Goodman) who has a bone to pick with The Wolfpack.

He wants them to find Leslie Chow (Ken Jeong) who has just broken out of a Bangkok prison and his headed to the west coast. Mr. Chow has stolen millions of dollars worth of gold bricks from Marshall and he wants them back. He holds Doug hostage until they bring Chow and the gold bricks back to him.

Unlike the second installment to the trilogy, “Part III” does not rehash the plot of the original once again. “Part II” was an absolute abomination for its choice to copy Jon Lucas and Scott Moore’s brilliant screenplay almost scene-for-scene changing only the location of the events. If you missed the second film, you missed nothing. Just watch the original twice and you’ll be good.

Writer and director Todd Phillips, working once again with his “Part II” co-writer Craig Mazin, have completely redeemed themselves from that garbage of a script they called “Part II.” There are no plot points from the first two that repeat themselves. This is a completely original idea, which is a very refreshing way to close off this series. There is an appearance from Stu’s stripper girlfriend (Heather Graham) he married briefly in the original, and her kid (who Alan calls Carlos).

The Wolfpack only drink a very small amount of alcohol together. They are completely sober for their entire adventure. It brings a different kind of perspective to the film. We’ve already seen these guys run around drunk and confused for two whole movies. This time we see a more mature and determined Wolfpack (well, okay, a much more mature and determined Stu and Phil; Alan is still Alan).

What’s made these movies so successful is the chemistry between Cooper, Helms and Galifianakis. In the original film, these were three different guys on three very different career paths. If you didn’t know who they were prior to 2009, you know who they are now. And they were paired together so perfectly, something you don’t see too often. In “Part II” they worked well together, but you could tell that even they knew the movie was terrible. But with a much better screenplay to work from, they really work well together in “Part III.”

The plot is, for the most part, pretty well put together. It definitely has a different feel to it than its predecessors. “Part III” is a bit more gritty. Since plot and story seems to be of greater focus for Phillips and Mazin this time around, the jokes do suffer some. It’s not as funny as one might expect. The trailers don’t give all the jokes away so there are some surprises in there. But overall, the film has a more suspenseful element at times, rather than just one crude toilet joke after another (which was “Part II’s” downfall). If the raunchy jokes are what you came for, then you’ll want to wait for just a moment when the credits roll at the end. There is an additional scene just for you.

“Part III” is a pretty satisfying way to close off this series. I’m not sure they’ll surprise us with a fourth installment somewhere down the line, so this is it for the Wolfpack. It’s not on par with the original, but how many sequels ever are? It is a satisfying was to close out this trilogy. Just don’t expect your stomach muscles to be sore after its over.