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Hardy was good in Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy but didn't get nearly enough screen time (just like all the other good actors in that film!).
Hardy was good in Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy but didn't get nearly enough screen time (just like all the other good actors in that film!).
I ended bored watching Tinker, Tailor and just fell asleep.
A lot of people said that about Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy, but funnily enough I found it really easy to follow and understand. I don't know why, maybe cos I'd heard beforehand that it was extremely complicated and convaluted and impossible to follow, so my brain was functionning at 200% or something, but I really didn't find it that hard to follow. I loved it, I agree with you that many actors didn't get enough screentime (notably Mark Strong who's another cracking actor whose films I really enjoy), but I didn't cite it as one of Hardy's films as he's too peripheral in it for my liking. Though he is indeed very good when you get to see him.
I feel like watching it again actually, was such a slick, well done film. And the cast was really great, like an all-stars team of British talent.
It's quite brilliant, the French appreciate Ruth Rendall much more than the English, who see her as a hack writer.La Cérémonie - Loved this one. A manic, suspenseful psychodrama that just spirals and spirals towards the climax of the film.
It really was hard to follow, could easily have lost my patience with it. I don't think you could get the full gist and enjoyment of it unless you have already read the book or watched the mini series, the consequence of trying to fit everything into a 120 minute film. I thought everything else about it was quite excellent though.
It's quite brilliant, the French appreciate Ruth Rendall much more than the English, who see her as a hack writer.
Training Day - Denzel is an absolute beast in this one.
A lot of lit crits would disagree but I think she's great.My mom used to read Ruth Rendall books. Worth a look?
A lot of lit crits would disagree but I think she's great.
I ended bored watching Tinker, Tailor and just fell asleep.
If I were to compile a list of my ten favorite movie experiences in the time I’ve been at EW, for number one — just edging out the night I spent drinking into the wee hours with Russell Crowe — I’d probably have to choose the first time I saw Boogie Nights at the 1997 Toronto Film Festival. It was a little like the first time I saw Pulp Fiction — Boogie Nights had that kind of virtuoso rock & roll Gen-X Scorsese dazzle, and it gave you that kind of brain-spinning cinematic high. Its writer-director, Paul Thomas Anderson, had taken on the most daringly degraded subject matter imaginable (he made a movie about beautiful dumb clucks who “acted” in porn films and thought that they were real stars), and out of that audacity he spun a story that was dark, exhilarating, moving, scary, and true.
Magnolia (1999), his first film after Boogie Nights, was probably as worthy a follow-up as you could have expected, and it remains a tender and fetching depressed-soul-of-Los Angeles ensemble piece. In many ways, it’s closer to being the young filmmaker’s sentimental balancing act that you’d imagine a director like Anderson might have made before Boogie Nights. It’s a movie so emotionally open it wears its heart on two dozen sleeves. I watched it again recently, and got caught up in its rhythms, its mystic fascination with coincidence and genius kids and broken spirits, and I thought that Tom Cruise, frankly, was extraordinary. His performance as a preening, samurai-haired self-help guru who teaches men to pick up women by hating them — but only because his own hatred for his father has hollowed out the space where love should be — is charged with a thrilling showbiz fakery, then a bitterly honest dramatic excitement.
Yet Magnolia, compelling as it is, comes apart in its last half hour, and it’s the way that it comes apart, with that Biblical shower of frogs, that’s a harbinger of what would start to happen to Anderson as a filmmaker: his grandiosity taking over, elbowing everything else aside. You can forgive that frog deluge as a sophomore-slump moment in the middle of an otherwise compelling movie, but the fact that Anderson thought he could get away with it at all is, frankly, telling.
To a solid but lesser degree, I enjoyed Anderson’s follow-up, Punch-Drunk Love (2002), in which he didn’t merely team up with Adam Sandler but made the cunningly perverse decision to do a kind of arty, discordant version of an Adam Sandler angelic-idiot fantasy. It works: Punch-Drunk Love is an engaging sweet-and-sour little novelty. But that’s all it is. It’s only some kind of exquisite movie if you begin to see it from the point of view that says that if P.T. Anderson made it, it must be special. Which is exactly the sort of thing that began to be said about him around this time.
The total gaga worship of Anderson, of course, is all about There Will Be Blood (2007). And I have to say that this is where I draw a line in the sand — even though I do find the movie fascinating, and in a number of ways compelling. Here’s the rub, though: There Will Be Blood establishes its central character, Daniel Plainview, as a deviously unscrupulous and manipulative sociopath, a tycoon-crackpot obsessed with oil and money at the expense of everything else, within its opening 40 minutes. Basically, he acts the same way, and does the same (immoral) thing, in scene after scene after scene after scene. Not to be overly lowbrow, but where’s the arc in that? Now, it must be said that Daniel Day-Lewis, channeling the voice of John Huston and the demeanor of Snidely Whiplash, throws a sickly mesmerizing party of one. He has great fun turning up the heat on Daniel’s monstrousness one meticulous Bunsen burner click at a time. Yet if there’s always a kind of suspense about what form his corruption will take, there’s never any doubt that he’s going to lie, and cajole, and dominate over and over again. The result is, on the one hand, a grand didactic parable of capitalism. (Message: It’s ruthless.) It’s also a movie in which there is no essential person to identify with.
That’s what bothers me not just about the movie, but about how much other critics love it. There Will Be Blood seems to reinforce, as a viewing experience, the very inhumanity that it’s about. It basically invites us to revel (with a thin veneer of “judgment”) in Daniel Plainview’s misanthropy, and it doesn’t offer any vital dramatic-emotional alternative. (The wispy glare of Paul Dano can’t compete.) But it’s not that Anderson wants you to identify with Daniel Plainview. When you watch There Will Be Blood, he doesn’t want you, really, to identify with anyone on screen. He wants all your identification reserved for him — for the eye of the storyteller.
One of the most boring films ive ever seen
One of the most boring films ive ever seen
I really liked it, but it makes you work. I was fecking exhausted.
Don't watch if you can't pay it your full attention.
Yet if there’s always a kind of suspense about what form his corruption will take, there’s never any doubt that he’s going to lie, and cajole, and dominate over and over again. The result is, on the one hand, a grand didactic parable of capitalism. (Message: It’s ruthless.) It’s also a movie in which there is no essential person to identify with.
That’s what bothers me not just about the movie, but about how much other critics love it. There Will Be Blood seems to reinforce, as a viewing experience, the very inhumanity that it’s about. It basically invites us to revel (with a thin veneer of “judgment”) in Daniel Plainview’s misanthropy, and it doesn’t offer any vital dramatic-emotional alternative. (The wispy glare of Paul Dano can’t compete.) But it’s not that Anderson wants you to identify with Daniel Plainview. When you watch There Will Be Blood, he doesn’t want you, really, to identify with anyone on screen. He wants all your identification reserved for him — for the eye of the storyteller.
I don't know whether I want to watch it or not. It's one of those I could potentially love and be fascinated by, however I could equally end up wasting 2 precious hours of my life and be bored rigid by it. I'll probably get around to a watch at some point though.
Unplug the phone and throw any chatty women outside. You can't be distracted.
The Samaritan An action thriller. Storyline was very dark and twisted at times but incredibly smart. Acting was superb and the characters very believable. I enjoyed this film immensley. The main character (Samuel L. Jackson) was just the right mix of tough, cool, smart but ultimately decent.
The Girl, there's always a girl, was quite sexy in a weird way and was a good foil for the lead. The villan, I actually wanted to kill him, numerous times. I felt real rage and anger. This is why I loved the film, it took me through a good range of emotions. The storyline and characters were top notch.
Best film I've seen in ages. 9.5/10
Is this a wum? I thought it was atrocious.
why should it be a wum?
One watcher's excellent is another ones rubbish.
There is plenty of films I like that most on here hate.
Not watched it yet, but I like Samual L Jackson, so it goes on my to watch list.
He gave it 9.5/10.
OK yes a high mark, but if he feels that the film warranted it it.
I love Highlander and I think I give it a score of 8, I know that maybe only me will give it that high a score.
My problem is sometimes in this thread I click back through random pages, look for a film that's been given a really good review and then watch it. That's what I did last night and after watching it I thought he was on the wumI wasn't even joking, I thought he was being sarcastic or something.
I'm not sure that any of the above constitutes truly valid criticism. It's not the duty of an artist to simply give the public what it wants or expects.
I came across Boogie Nights the other day and watched an hour of it and thought to myself that Marky Mark did a great job as the dumb eye-candy star of shit films. Then I realised that it probably wasn't much of a stretch.
The rest of the cast are phenomenal though.