Courageous (Kendrick,2011)
I thought I was going to get away without having to write anything about Alex Kendrick's Courageous, a film which is admittedly hard for me to be fair to at least in part because I'm not really the intended audience.
I thought I was going to get away without having to write anything about Alex Kendrick's Courageous, a film which is admittedly hard for me to be fair to at least in part because I'm not really the intended audience.
Real Steel is a hard film to not like, so about half way through I stopped trying and just gave myself permission to enjoy it.
Does it really fall on me to be the dissenting voice on this film? Grimace. I don't want to be. I want to respect it (in fact I do respect it) for its earnestness and good intentions. But...
But rise they must, and rise they will, and when when the film remembers that fact (about twenty-five minutes from the end), Will Rodman (James Franco) does an abrupt 180 from gung-ho risk taker to cautionary Cassandra figure.
There is a difference, I suppose, between feeling genuine delight at a film and simply being grateful the makers didn't mess it up.
My advice: don't sleep for a day before you go and drink about two liters of your favorite caffeinated beverage. Then see how long you can go without blinking.
Bad Teacher has a lot of problems. Or, rather, it has one problem that could be described a lot of different ways: it isn't funny.
Many years ago, an exasperated student asked me "What is Pulp Fiction about?" After thinking for a few moments, I finally conceded, "It's about how much Quentin Tarantino likes making movies." I thought briefly after the screening of Super 8 how I would answer the same question. That one is a little easier: "It's about how J.J. Abrams likes him some Steven Spielberg."
True, I can't recall two consecutive minutes of the film where I was conscious of enjoying myself, but that doesn't mean I hated it. Really.
UPDATE: A podcast on Soul Surfer at The Thin Place.