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Come on, you apes. You wanna live forever?
This second teaming of writer Ed Neumeier and director Paul Verhoeven is not close to being the equal of their first effort, RoboCop. The attempts at social commentary are just as ham handed and the 1997 film lacks the humor and human dimension of the first. Fans of the original Robert A. Heinlein novel
Medicine Man not go near Dances With Stumpy!
Sometime after This Is Spinal Tap bombed at the box office (because its supposed target audience was too stoned or too stupid to realize that it was a joke) and was then revived as a cult hit on home video, an idea must have been germinating in the mind of actor Christopher Guest. The end result was this take on the same basic format, the improvised fake documentary, in a very different setting. While gentler (and quieter) than Tap, Waiting For Guffman is just as funny in its own way.
I admire you as a policeman, particularly your adherence to violence as a necessary adjunct to the job.
It’s probably appropriate that the film adapation of James Ellroy’s novel L.A. Confidential contains a fictional TV series that’s an obvious riff on Dragnet. This film seems like it wants to expose every dirty secret about the LAPD that Jack Webb ever whitewashed.
Your national security advisor has just been executed. He’s a very good negotiator. He bought you another half hour.
Air Force One probably would have seemed like a retread even if it hadn’t followed Executive Decision by a year, but the existence of other film sure doesn’t help.
The plot deals with the hijacking of the eponymous aircraft by a band of Russian “ultra-nationalists” led by Gary Oldman, who want to free their leader, General Radek (Das Boot’s Jürgen Prochnow). The terrorists think that the president (Harrison Ford) has escaped, but he’s really hiding in the bowels of the plane, getting ready to start kicking some Ruskie butt.
So if it’s just us… seems like an awful waste of space. Right?
Contact is a nobly intentioned but ultimately unsatisfying adaptation of Carl Sagan’s only novel. It details the circumstances surrounding the first clear sign of intelligent life in outer space and their effects on the life of a young and idealistic radio astronomer named Ellie Arroway (Jodie Foster).
I don’t know about you, but I intend on writing a strongly worded letter to the White Star Line about all of this.
It’s hard to say what was crazier: spending $200 million on a period love story with a downer ending or the backlash that started a few nano-seconds after the film cleaned up at the Academy Awards. Make no mistake, L.A. Confidential was the superior picture that got robbed of the Best Picture statue, but snubbing a superior, less commericial film has become sort of an Oscar tradition in recent years.
Just because Confidential was the better movie doesn’t mean Titanic sucked, not by a long shot. James Cameron’s epic no more deserves the constant elitist sneering and sniping it has received any more than it deserved the Best Picture award.
Are you classified as human?
Negative, I am a meat popsicle.
The Fifth Element is a big, noisy, goofy piece of cotton candy, and I mean that as compliment. This is not a film that tries to be anything more than what it is and it’s a lot of fun. Director Luc Besson has put his own adolescent daydreams up on the screen and surrounded them with a dense, richly imagined universe.
