So, in the interest of full disclosure, here’s what I’ve been watching over the weekend:
Burn After ReadingOr, “How the Coen Brothers Do A Spy Movie”. In short, by not really doing a spy movie so much as a movie with CIA people and doofuses caught up in a merry-mixup plot of wrong assumptions. Some have complained, but I rather liked the fact that I had zero idea of where they were going with this, and by the time it was over, even the characters aren’t sure. Which I like. Also, the attempted blackmail scenes are worth the price of admission. Not their best picture by a long shot, or their funniest, but even an average Coen Bros movie is (usually) better than the best work by other writer/directors. It’s also further evidence that you can improve almost any movie by having a scene with J.K. Simmons sitting at a desk.
DoomsdayNeil Marshall’s third film that makes Quentin Tarantino’s “homage” tendencies look subtle.
28 Days Later, Escape From New York, Mad Max, Excalibur – it’s all here, and then some, wrapped up into a plot about Scotland being walled off to contain a deadly incurable virus. It’s deliberately derivative and makes less and less sense as it goes on – Why do societies always regress into punk rock gangs with leather fetishes? Where are they getting that electricity from? Why don’t the cannibals just eat those cows over there? How can that cell phone possibly work without a SIM card? – but damned if it’s not entertaining, as mash-ups go. It’s hard not to appreciate a movie weird enough to have cannibals dancing to a Fine Young Cannibals song. Still, I’d recommend the movies it references over this.
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