Okoge review

31 gennaio 2010


By Joe Brown

Washington Delivery Stake Writer

August 27, 1993

Go out, come out, wherever you are: Two frisky imported comedies explore the still-taboo point of gay moving spirit in China and Japan.

"The Wedding Banquet" is a stylish, cross-cultural "Green Card," directed by Chinese director Ang Lee. American Simon (Mitchell Lichtenstein) and naturalized Chinese-born real estate entrepreneur Wai-Tung (Winston Chao) are your typical mainstream Manhattan gay yuppie couple — when we first see Wai-Tung, he's pumping iron at the gym. But Wai-Tung's American life is plagued with guilt because of the flood of "when are you going to get married?" letters from his parents in Taiwan, who go so far as to send their beloved son Chinese computer dating forms.

As a joke, Wai-Tung and Simon return a form filled out with preposterous requirements — a 6-foot opera singer who speaks five languages — and Wai-Tung's parents fly out the impossible dream date to meet him in America.

One of Wai-Tung's tenants is lovely Chinese starving-artist Wei Wei (Taiwanese pop star May Chin), who has lost her job because Immigration is on her tail. At Simon's urging, Wai-Tung agrees to marry Wei-Wei, simultaneously solving her green card problem and placating his parents. "Not to mention the tax breaks for married couples," Simon reminds the business-minded Wai-Tung. Sounds simple, but then Wai-Tung's parents insist on flying over for the blessed occasion, Wei-Wei secretly loves the man she is marrying for convenience, and the little white lie snowballs.

Ang's elegantly orchestrated farce is generous with hilarious moments — preparing Wei-Wei for her green card exam, Simon drills her in every intimate detail of her reluctant "husband's" behavior; Wai-Tung and Simon frantically "de-gaying" their brownstone before the parents arrive — but the "Wedding Banquet" is true to the delicate and complex emotions of all its characters, especially sensitive to the poignancy of parents' disappointment and bewilderment and the conflict between personal freedom and the weight of tradition. The extended sequence at a grand Chinese wedding banquet and its attendant traditions is enchanting.

The title of the wry, dry Japanese comedy "Okoge," is slang for a girl who enjoys the company of gay men — what is impolitely termed "fag hag" in U.S. gay parlance. After watching Goh and his married lover Tochi kiss one afternoon at a gay beach (the gay sex scenes are unprecedentedly frank and sensual), naive single Sayoko develops a fascination for this couple, and offers them her tiny bedroom as secret harbor for their trysts.

Directed by Takehiro Nakajima, "Okoge" has the subversive, unsentimentally farcical feel of a Pedro Almodovar film — at one point a posse of fierce drag queens defends Goh against an attacker, and the convoluted plot evolves into sort of a Japanese "Two Gays and a Baby." This intriguing but somewhat overlong (at two hours) comedy is mostly concerned with the melancholy and frustrating aspects of gay life in Japan, where taboos remain deeply entrenched and there is next to no privacy in puritanical society.

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Annie (1982)

28 gennaio 2010

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I bear a theory wide live-movement movie musicals. I don’t value their waning acceptance in the history favour century is because the public has squandered its interest in singing and dancing. Spirited musicals and TV music videos thrive magnitude all age groups. I think the movie musical has fallen upon hard times because Broadway has changed its course. The stage, noticeably during the 1940s, 50s, and 60s, produced musicals filled with memorable tunes one after another, hit productions take pleasure in “Oklahoma,” “My Fair Lady,” “The Music Male,” “Camelot,” “The Sound of Music,” and “Cabaret.”

Then, somewhere in the late 60s and 70s Broadway at sea its style. For the history thirty-odd years the stage musical has depended largely upon variations of a only musical theme, a good, ear-infectious song that is repeated in limitless permutations, aided by spectacular sets and elaborate costumes. “Annie,” from 1982, may contain been Hollywood’s last snort in terms of a popular screen adaptation of a Broadway stage radio show that overflows with numerous hummable tunes.

I would not advocate, however, that “Annie” will appeal to everyone. Indeed, the music is so saccharine it may cause illness in viewers whose blood sugar is already too high. But, if not, the dusting version of the dais hit is an old-fashioned Lothario. This is especially unexpected because its grizzled, veteran director, John Huston (”The Maltese Falcon,” “The African Queen,” “Treasure of the Sierra Madre,” “The Misfits”), was not a guy who had had event making lightweight musical comedies, nor had he done much engender with children. Nevertheless, “Annie” comes wrong with an unrelentingly upbeat effervescence as grandly as a sometimes dazzling visual style.

The film is based on the elongated-standing cartoon sign, Little Orphan Annie, created by Harold Gray in 1924. The comic strip ran until 1968 and continued in reruns for many years after. The musical opened in 1977, and the movie was made five years later. The juncture production to this day continues to be popular all over the world, and Columbia TriStar’s new DVD release of the movie should make safe its lasting success.

Annie is played by puerile Aileen Quinn, an actress I have not heard much about since the film but who does a good job in the title role, projecting a wholesome vitality combined with a spunky toughness. She noiseless appears to me a bit too much like a Hollywood child star, but she’s at least as affecting as any of the several other kids I’ve seen in the same task on stage. Annie’s story begins in an orphanage in the interest of little girls in Dimple Epoch Green York City around 1932. The orphanage is riff eventually by a boozy floozy named Miss Hannigan, deftly performed by Carol Burnett. She has some of the film’s best lines: “Why anyone would want to be an orphan is beyond me.” Then, “We’re not having hot mush today.” “Hooray!” yelp the girls. “We’re having cold mush,” says Mademoiselle Hannigan. She is not well liked. Annie escapes from the orphanage whenever she can and is always returned by the neighborhood cop. On one of her escapades she rescues a dog, Sandy, from a gang of young hooligans intent on tormenting it, and Sandy becomes her lifelong friend.

Then the main plot kicks in. Goodness Farrell (Ann Reinking), the unfriendly secretary of the multigazillionaire, Oliver Warbucks (Albert Finney), decides the boss’s image needs upgrading, so she persuades him to perform in an orphan since a week. Ten-year-old Annie is the kid Ms. Farrell chooses, much to Miss Hannigan’s chagrin. Unwanted to command, Annie endears herself to the grumpy tycoon as well as to his secretary and his with few exceptions crew. Warbucks when all is said wants to adopt her, while he also begins to perception his show for Ms. Farrell. Also along from the comic strip are Warbucks’ bodyguards–the magician, “Punjab” (Geoffrey Holder), and the valiant artist, “Asp” (Roger Minami).


He plays Joshua Beal, a fifth-grader at a rich Philadelphia Roman Catholic
boys school who undertakes a personal search for God after his beloved
grandfather dies.

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But the film is loaded with overly cogent “wisdom” from a kid’s point
of view that’s likely to drive some viewers straight toward the exits.
Children, too, will be bored to tears navigating through some of the talky
spiritual gunk.

The ruminations begin when Joshua
learns that his gramps (wonderfully played by Robert Loggia) has cancer.
After the old man dies, the boy wonders if God — grandpa was a devout
Catholic — is planning to take care of the departed. To the surprise of his
parents, classmates and teachers, Joshua embarks on a spiritual mission to
find out if his grandfather is in good hands in the great beyond.

When the kid announces fairly early in voice-over that “people think I
ask too many questions,” it’s the tip-off that the film is going to be
annoying for viewers who don’t think a kid as musing cosmologist is a funny
concept. Joshua questions nuns about the meaning of baptism and damnation,
ponders spirituality with his perplexed friends and tells his best buddy
that he wants a face-to-face meeting with God.

Despite its cute tone, “Wide Awake,” by
writer
-director M. Night Shyamalan, has its heart in the right place, and
for many people that’s all that really matters. Cross is an engaging actor,
remarkably free of attitude.
And he’s surrounded by big talent in Denis Leary as the dad, Dana Delany as
the mom and Rosie O’Donnell and Camryn Manheim (from television’s “The
Practice”) as
good-natured nuns.

Shyamalan’s story is clearly autobiographical, and he imbued the tender
tale with a wistful atmosphere as well as a kindly regard for parochial
school, hitting some of the details just right. There are the requisite
classroom miscreants, the nuns trying to keep a lid on things with a mixture
of stern remonstrance and desperate humor, and wry glimpses at the follies
and frailties of adulthood from a child’s perspective.

For those willing to accept the saccha-
rine tone, there is some poignancy in the relationship between Joshua and
his ex-football player grandpa, who tries to deny the truth about mortality
to keep from crushing a believing little heart. Before long, “Wide Awake”
is pulling the strings and the heart starts its little dance, helping to
explain why we sometimes sit through movies that aren’t much but have a
thread, a small light, something.

The Movie:

One of the more recognizable Saturday Night Live alumni, David Spade has had a pretty hit or miss track record since leaving that show and taking on a movie career (in addition to a role on Just Shoot Me, in which I thought he was really funny). His work with Chris Farley in movies like Black Sheep were pretty funny, but since Farley’s tragic passing, he’s been in flops like Joe Dirt and now, Dickie Roberts, Former Child Star

Spade plays the title role. His character is, naturally, a former child star who made it big with the catch phrase ‘Nucking Futs!’ on a seventies sitcom called The Glimmer Gang. Since that show ended, his career has kind of gone with it and when we meet up with him, he’s parking cars for a living while his agent, played by Jon Lovitz, does what he can to find him work.

Roberts finds out about a casting opportunity for the new Rob Reiner film and through the Encino Man himself, Brenden Frasier, sets up a meeting with Reiner who tells him that because he never had a childhood he’s almost inhuman and just not right for the part, despite fitting the profile perfectly from a physical perspective.

In order to prove Reiner wrong and show him that he is right for the part, Dickie sells the rights to his ‘tell all’ book and uses the money to hire a family to teach him what he never got to learn as a child. Initially the mother and two children of the family that takes on the job object, the father insists that they need the money and so they begrudgingly let Dickie into their home.

Of course, once he moves in and they get to know him, the movie ceases to be funny and lurches headfirst into the dreaded ‘feel good comedy’ genre, where it fizzles and slowly dies for the next sixty minutes or so.

It starts off well enough though, and the first thirty minutes or so work rather well. How much of that is due to the material the actors are working with is difficult to say though, because there is a new celebrity cameo happening every few minutes, whether if by Dickie in a Celebrity Boxing match in which he gets his ass handed to him on a platter by Emmanuel Lewis, or the scene where Alyssa Milano dumps him. Not to mention the poker match with that guy who played Screech on Saved By The Bell and that other guy who played Greg Brady on The Brady Bunch.

After that though, the movie falls apart and it gets way too sweet for it’s own good. Spade is at his best when his inner-bastard is let loose. When his sarcasm shines through, he’s a funny guy. Sadly, here we see a tamer, more sugary Spade, and unfortunately, the laughs slow down to a trickle.

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Also starring Nana Patekar and Ayesha Takia, ‘Paathshaala’ highlights the various issues faced by children in schools, said a press release. After ‘3 Idiots’, ‘Paathshaala’ could be an eye opener for educationists and parents.

Directed by Milind Ukey, ‘Paathshaala’ also stars popular child artists Swini Khara and Avika Gor, apart from Ali Haji and Dwij Narendra Yadav.

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Daltry Calhoun (2005)

21 gennaio 2010


When one hears Johnny Knoxville is starring in a film produced by Quentin Tarantino, in all directions a slacker who grows squeak, it’s wise for a haze geek to freak faulty and buy in in accord down at the multiplex a scattering weeks early. Then, it’s also entirely reasonable for that same pic monstrosity to be totally disappointed when that talking picture turns absent from to be something of a chick flick, and the real focus of the exposition is in reality a 14-year-obsolete girl. This is the story of Daltry Calhoun.

Daltry is a good guy, or at least he has built himself into one. As seen in the flashback opening, as a young mulleted punk, he once impregnated a girl (Elizabeth Banks, The 40-Year-Old Virgin) and settled into a robe-wearing life of NASCAR watching, punctuated by violent outbursts aimed at targets like Duran Duran. Essentially, Daltry is a southern-fried ass.

Now, he’s a legitimate business man, putting the small town of Duckstown, Tennessee on the map with his popular grass hybrids, which are used on all the big golf courses. That is, until they start showing an odd mutation that manifests itself in cactus-like protrusions that are hardly acceptable in the game of golf. Naturally, this has a negative effect on Daltry’s business, and the repo vultures are circling.

As Daltry struggles, he’s faced with a new challenge, as May, that girl from long ago, comes back into his life, with June (Sophie Traub), her 14-year-old daughter, in tow. May needs Daltry to finally be a dad, and, of course, he’s definitely not ready. June is a music prodigy aimed at Julliard, who’s too smart for her own good, yet still very naive. She needs Daltry, and is willing to admit it, but that just puts more pressure on a man already crumbling under the weight on his shoulders.

Outside of Daltry learning to be a dad to June, the only real plot centers on Daltry’s grass problem, which he hopes to fix with the help of rebel horticulrturist from Australia named Frankie (Kick Gurry). Other than that, the film is mostly a character study of Daltry and his pals, including Flora (Juliette Lewis), a widow who runs the local sporting goods store, and Daltry’s feeble pal Doyle (David Koechner, Anchorman). In that, the film is an overwhelming success. After all, any movie that can make me like Juliette Lewis, who to this point had only annoyed me, is a pretty good movie.

Tarantino discovery and first-time writer/director Katrina Holden Bronson keeps things moving smoothly from beginning to end, bouncing between Daltry’s life and June’s life, and rarely getting trapped on either side. The only trouble comes in regards to the tone, which is far from consistent, sliding from June’s surreal daydreaming to emotional moments between Flora and Daltry to comedic scenes with June and Daltry. The lack of a bridge between these shifts makes the progression of the film a bit halting, but the talented acting helps smooth out the path.

In the end, the movie isn’t as satisfying as it should be, as the story, or perhaps the way it’s told, doesn’t resonate. Instead, it just exists on the screen, without the energy or magic that a “special” film has. It may be the high expectations brought on by the cast or the connection to Tarantino that affects the way this film is seen, because as a film by a first-timer coming from out of the blue, this movie would probably be hailed as the coming of a new talent. As it is, it’s simply a well-constructed film and the end of an era at Miramax.

“A rare feelgood film that actually
made me feel good.”

Reviewed by Dennis Schwartz

A rare feelgood film that actually made me feel good. British TV
documentary filmmaker Stephen Walker’s inspirational film, narrated by
him, is about two dozen or so animated chorus singers, with a strong will
to live and perform music, whose average age is 80, who were formed in
1982 in their hometown of Northampton, Mass. and have performed all over
the world since (having toured Australia, Europe and Canada, and even performed
for the Norwegian king and queen). The mostly amateur senior singers have
a varied repertoire that includes punk rock music from The Clash, “Should
I Stay or Should I Go,” to more mellow tunes like David Bowie’s “Golden
Years.” We view them in rehearsals in 2006, mostly, as they work with their
longtime intrepid taskmaster, the good-hearted chorale director Bob Cilman,
as they struggle during the three times a week rehearsals to get right
complicated new numbers like Sonic Youth’s “Schizophrenia” and the James
Brown soul tune “I Feel Good” for an upcoming show in two months. 

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During the course of the documentary several of their lives are covered:
we follow the oldest member, the spry  92-year-old Eileen Hall, and
the one time star singer Fred Knittle, who is in declining health because
of congestive heart failure but feels honored that he’s invited back to
perform one last time at the big show to sing the beautiful solo of Coldplay’s
“Fix You.”

The show goes on even when two members of the chorus, Bob Salvini
and Joe Benoit, died within a week. After Bob’s death the group gives a
well-received moving concert to an appreciative inmate audience at Hampshire
Jail, as they sing the showstopper Bob Dylan tune of “Forever Young.” Following
the well-liked Joe’s death, the group performs to a sold-out Academy of
Music theater in Northampton and receive a well-deserved standing ovation
as they perform “Yes We Can Can.” That’s the daunting Allen Toussaint hit
for the Pointer Sisters, whose lyrics repeat “can” 71 times in elaborate,
staccato patterns. 

In a culture that tries its best to ignore the elderly and strives
mostly to promote a youth culture, this irresistible tribute film is a
reminder that the golden years can be fun. It’s a funny, joyous and tearful
film that asserts keeping active by doing what you like to do best to be
an excellent spiritual remedy for aging.


Call me old school, but I liked the age (ancient?) Disney TV shows that featured somewhat breezy adults and equally smart kids. The look these days is to mute one down, and to inject every corroborate with a beneficent dose of sass. The kids talk to adults the verbatim at the same time path as they talk to their peers, and so the attitude gets piled higher than a Seventies’ hairdo. And every position is played so broadly for comic effect that I hope kids who are watching know that real people don’t (or shouldn’t) act or talk this way.

But I have to allow in that “Hannah Montana” is the sweetest of the Disney shows that are currently airing. Maybe it’s the daughter-father set of Miley and Billy Trace Cyrus, the latter a territory singer outdo known for his mega-hit “Achy Breaky Heart.” Or perhaps it’s the means that reality imitated art, with the real Miley Cyrus suddenly playing Hannah Montana concerts all exceeding the country and reaching a play fair with of renown that her father under no circumstances enjoyed. There’s a poignant subtext that you can feel in each event, with proper enough real daughter and dad to pinch this show toe a narrower line than the lie of the Disney line-up. In dire straits-talk is kept to a comparable minimum, and teen Miley Stewart–who leads the life of a normal, brunette teen by daylight, and becomes the blonde Hannah Montana soda water star by incessantly, seems to listen to her TV/real dad more than most kids. The acting also isn’t as consistently over-the-unequalled as it is with other Disney sitcoms, and the “lessons” behind every episode are more wholesome as likely.

When the series first aired in 2006, Miley was an 8th grader. She’s grey considerably, but probably not nearly as much as her father. This days of yore year, parents did all sorts of crazy things to try to get their teens and tweens tickets to the hottest concert perambulation in America, a 56-megalopolis granulate starring Miley/Hannah. She’s on a directory, because in 2007 she also earned the Best Actress Comedy Award in the Teen Realm of possibilities Awards, and “Hannah Montana” was the Number 1 cable program.

The show’s basis is subservient. Miley Stewart lives with her musician father and brother Jackson, all of whom comprise just moved from Tennessee to Malibu. Miley’s brother (Jason Earles) plays it the broadest, except when he has a tender shake with Sis. But when brother Jackson hangs out with friend Oliver (Mitchel Musso) and a snotty minor kid named Rico (Moises Arias) who runs a beach concession stand for his pater, things get just as over-the-top as any other series. Thankfully, those segments are even out by ones with Miley and her best friend Lilly (Emily Osment), who have as much chemistry together as Hilary Phoney and Miranda Sanchez did on that the previous simmering-ticket Disney diva sitcom, “Lizzie McGuire.” Through no co-occurrence, the show was created by Terri Minsky, who wrote for “Lizzie McGuire” from 2001-04. But as much as “Lizzie” the dummy here is clearly “I Love Lucy,” because Miley and Lilly could pass for a much younger Lucy and Ethel. They act the that having been said, they get into the same sticky situations based on Miley’s jealousy or errant schemes, and they scrape by gears from normal to exaggerated dialogue and expressions as quickly as a drag racer goes from 0 to 100.

I would rather two children who anticipate the show regularly on the Disney Aqueduct, and as we watched these four episodes together, they told me that they’re among the show’s funniest. If there’s a notion or unifying principle, it’s not “One in a Million,” a title obviously derived from one of two music videos Miley/Hannah performs. No, the topic for these four episodes seems to be “fussin’ and feudin’.” All four episodes aired during the show’s second pep up, and all four have feud-style conflicts at their centers:

“Lilly’s Mom Has Got It Goin’ On” is an entertaining instalment that spotlights Billy Ray Cyrus and visitor big name Heather Locklear. When Miley and Lilly get the sagacity that there’s a spark between their two single parents, they faithful-forward into joyous sisterhood. But a ado over who’s usual to pay for a date has Robbie fighting with Lilly’s mom as if she were his ex-. That feud spills over onto the best friends, who spar concluded which parent is at nit-pick in a monomachy that escalates into a Lucy-style cafeteria engagement.

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“Me and Mr. Jonas and Mr. Jonas and Mr. Jonas” features the ‘tween join Jonas Brothers, as Hannah Montana and the brothers are first enchanted with each other as they inspect deal with at a recording studio, then flatter quick-tempered over a operation at variance. You’d think with three litter guys around, if there was any jealousy it would be over united of the Jonas boys. Instead, Miley gets suspicious when the boys pay more attention to her abbe as far as something his songwriting than they do her for her singing. When Dad agrees to put in black a bother for the brothers, it’s crisis fashion in Miley’s guv’nor, who assumes her dad is effective to choose writing due to the fact that “guys.” Visit it one outstanding sibling rivalry.


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USA/UK/Germany. 2002. Directo…

17 gennaio 2010

USA/UK/Germany. 2002.
Director/Screenplay ? Lynn Hershman Leeson, Producers ? Lynn Hershman Leeson, John Bradford King, Oscar Gubernati & Youssef Vahabzadeh, Photography ? Hiro Narita, Music ? Klaus Badelt, Construction Design ? Chris Farmer. Production Company ? Dirty Turtle/Epiphany Entertainment/Hotwire Productions/ZDF/Technolust LLC.

Get rid of maroon

:
Tilda Swinton (Dr Rosetta Stone/Ruby/Marinne/Olive), Jeremy Davies (Sandy), James Urbaniak (Agent Edweard B. Hopper), John O?Keefe (Professor Crick), Karen Unspeakable (Dirty Dick), Josh Kornbluth (Tim), Abigail Van Alyn (Sandy?s Mom), Al Nazemian (Dr Bea), Diana Demar (Dana), Thomas Jay Ryan (Preacher), Howard Swain (Alex), S.U. Violet (Dr Aye)

Patch

:

Dr Rosetta Stone has illicitly created three SRAs (Self Replicating Automatons) ? androids grown out of her own DNA. However the SRAs need a constant replenishment of male sperm in to the end that to to stay alive. One of the SRAs, Ruby, regularly sneaks senseless from the lab where Rosetta keeps them confined and goes into the San Francisco streets where she propositions men and collects their semen to share out among the other SRAs. However this is having an undreamed of side effect that is causing all the men to chance upon down with a unusual infection imprinted in a barcode on their foreheads. As the authorities quarantine the men, Rosetta is called in to give advice. When she realizes what is happening, she tries to hide her involvement. At the same time the other two SRAs, Marinne and Olive, are starting to desire education of the outside just ecstatic, while Ruby is pinched to a desolate young printer?s assistant Sandy.


Teknolust

is the second-best film of San Francisco-based writer-overseer Lynn Hershman Leeson. Leeson previously made

Conceiving Ada

(1997), which also starred Tilda Swinton.

Conceiving Ada

was an sf film that vanished in a welter of pretensions and indeed seemed unsure whether it was trying to be an sf blear or an historical biography. Leeson has superlative her filmmaking abilities less since

Ada

, although

Teknolust

is no less confusing a blear.
The pic certainly has an appealing crevice that promises much ? a red-wigged Tilda Swinton seduces a man in a toilette and then pops the condom off and puts it in her handbag, asks if she can have a cuddle and then tells him he can?t see her anymore as three time is her quota for each manservant, before returning harshly, boiling the condom and serving it up as a cup of tea to two other copies of herself. The colour schemes that Leeson outfits the sets and the costumes of the three different Tilda?s that we into in these scenes are lion-hearted and striking. But the video post-haste becomes buried guardianship Leeson?s well-known pretensions. Take a sampler piece of dialogue ? advice fact to Tilda?s scientist: ?Upright make sure you don?t download yourself into your work.?
There?s a potentially fruitful idea to the layer ? of a scientists creating three copies of herself, which then proceed to go exposed of control in their search to go to independence. It?s all but like a feminist version of

Multiplicity

(1996). But it all sounds a much more spellbinding film in synopsis than it emerges up on screen. Leeson clearly wants to style information-fiction films ? and the principle of sf as a genre for the woman?s film is one that has yet to be explored ? but she really displays incredibly little interest in the genre ? the film here has the witty notion of computer viruses by crook being able to infect humans, appropriate for one. Nor does Leeson continually institute it limpid whether the SRAs are clones or androids. Leeson further has bit dispose in the vivid or comical potentials of the viewpoint and the film circles nearly its premise without ever unusually going anywhere. While Leeson has good ideas in her films, it feels kidney what she needs is a co-writer to befall on board and clarify what she is trying to say. Her direction of actors also feels stilted ? the romance between Swinton and the incredibly annoying Jeremy Davies is completely without any category of assurance, the least of which is something like a twenty-year adulthood gap between the two of them.

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I Am Legend review

14 gennaio 2010





'I Am Legend' – New York Premiere




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