Congratulations, "Guts", you were in the worst movie I saw from this year. Whoa, hey, calm down.
"Wait, I like totally know this. It's an . . . ackle? Dude, shut up." Good visuals and supporting performances couldn't save this movie from a central character both poorly written and poorly performed.
I'm still not convinced we're meant to take this as a real movie, which may make it the most post-modern movie ever made.
Joss Whedon returns to themes previously explored in his television series', mainly Angel, this time with famous comic book characters. The performances are really good and characters play well off each other thanks to Whedon's good ear for character dynamics, it's only too bad so much rested on the soulless Agent Coulson. I'm honestly not saying that just to piss people off, my brain just reads him as a guy trying to sell me something.
A slickly made, entertaining adventure film and a nice comment on how generations influence one another.
Not half as good as The Dark Knight, but features an interesting return to the idea of Batman influencing justice as idea, or story, more than he does manually. It also featured an incredibly hot Catwoman in Anne Hathaway.
10. A Letter to Momo (ももへの手紙) (Wikipedia entry, my review is coming soon)
I've never seen a non-Studio Ghibli anime movie more influenced by Studio Ghibli anime movies. It falls short of even the non-Miyazaki features, but I.G. is certainly no slouch when it comes to animation and this is a charming tale of a young girl coping with her father's death with the help of storybook gods brought to life.
A fascinating portrait of the human need to organise life into story and the insight and comfort they take from doing so.
Its central idea of those without a home seeking the comforts of home as well as friendship in the face of cold avatars of violence is delivering by truly great performances with visuals that rise above its 3d.
A couple of children guilelessly patterning their behaviour on stories and innocent confrontations of their needs and desires, beautifully shot.
A satisfying portrait of the ways in which memes and imbedded cultural narratives exert control over people, and how an individual can engineer a story to defeat the socially prevailing ones.
Human needs inevitably and beautifully expressed in spite of and even because of enforced propaganda and cruel modes of living.
A story of how traditional ways of thinking can deprive people unjustly, and how the young can overcome old ideas. A common enough story, but animated with extraordinary beauty.
A digestion of the recklessly cynical nature of the world economy in the person of Robert Pattinson. Cronenberg effectively uses Pattinson's shallow performance as a centre for a society increasingly lost and frustrated by a soullessness eroding the world both physically and spiritually.
This film's impressively intricate visuals are exceeded by the impressively intricate weaving of themes and resonant stories. Fantastically performed characters, most notably the android played by Michael Fassbender, carry a good superficial plot of interstellar exploration and anthropological curiosity as well as serving the extraordinarily rich fabric of ideas present.
It's breathtaking the way this movie bucks Hollywood convention and paranoid delusions about how to tell a story safely. In its references to German myths of Brunnhilde, it emphasises the power and use of heroic stories in order to confront and digest the demons underneath the social bedrock. Wild and brilliantly realised characters and situations playing off each other help make this film an improbably pure shot to the human soul.
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Dice change hands under an old tanned femur.
Innocent dots wash the white cubes for fate.
Blistered plastic contracts in a glamour.
Queens continue past an ignored checkmate.
Alternate Richards distribute no heirs.
Tudor horsemen disintegrate at dusk.
Dark nose hairs change race unawares.
Jar Jar valleys become alien dust.
Chinless skeletons stood in the old lab.
Green glows drizzled through printed gasps fading.
Black veins grew over the forgotten cab.
Oil strips clink with a clean coal padding.
Cylindrical bricks look like dynamite.
A stack of clay is no reason to fight.