Like Scott Marks, the other film critic here at the Reader, I thought the first two films of the rebooted Planet of the Apes series were excellent. Which is why I was so saddened to read of his disappointment in the latest installment.
The 20th Century Fox fanfare (with CinemaScope addendum) is performed on jungle drums and didgeridoo. Sometimes, a film earns points even before the opening credits hit the screen; other times, a variation on a studio logo is as <em>avant garde</em> as it gets. <em>War</em>'s two predecessors handily proved the gimmick works; these motion capture monkeys are light years ahead of Roddy McDowall in makeup. Director Matt Reeves earned his rightful spot on the threequel, but instead of continuing the forward movement, the filmmakers kick back and let the computer do most of the storytelling. Andy Serkis’s Caesar scowls, Woody Harrelson’s sadistic colonel never cracks the surface, and Steve Zahn’s “Bad Ape” has Ewok written all over it. With its overcast battle scenes, smattery characterizations, and softball comic relief, this feels closer in spirit to Mark Wahlberg than Chuck Heston. By the time it was over, I wanted to holler, “Fail, Caesar!”
And here it basically has the weekend to itself. I mean, unless you want to watch teenagers die in Wish Upon. That’s it for major motion pictures, though the Digital Gym has the Sundance Short Film Series and the ballet doc Restless Creature.
So much for the new releases. How about some old ones? Starting today, Landmarks’ Ken Cinema is showing “a different cult/classic each day,” and there’s a reason for that slash: two of the films are so cult that Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd doesn’t even have a review for them. Happily, Marks stepped in to slap some stars on Two for the Road. Kenji Mizoguchi’s influential Ugetsu isn’t so lucky.
As for the five that did wind up in Shepherd’s fold, one (Maurice) is definitely cult and one is most likely in there because Roger Moore recently departed for the great casino in the sky. The other three are classics, but that’s not to say that our man covered them all with praise. I’m guessing Stalker ran up against its own runtime in his estimation. As for North by Northwest and Touch of Evil — if you haven’t seen them, do so. Both will reward you for seeking out the big screen.
Like Scott Marks, the other film critic here at the Reader, I thought the first two films of the rebooted Planet of the Apes series were excellent. Which is why I was so saddened to read of his disappointment in the latest installment.
The 20th Century Fox fanfare (with CinemaScope addendum) is performed on jungle drums and didgeridoo. Sometimes, a film earns points even before the opening credits hit the screen; other times, a variation on a studio logo is as <em>avant garde</em> as it gets. <em>War</em>'s two predecessors handily proved the gimmick works; these motion capture monkeys are light years ahead of Roddy McDowall in makeup. Director Matt Reeves earned his rightful spot on the threequel, but instead of continuing the forward movement, the filmmakers kick back and let the computer do most of the storytelling. Andy Serkis’s Caesar scowls, Woody Harrelson’s sadistic colonel never cracks the surface, and Steve Zahn’s “Bad Ape” has Ewok written all over it. With its overcast battle scenes, smattery characterizations, and softball comic relief, this feels closer in spirit to Mark Wahlberg than Chuck Heston. By the time it was over, I wanted to holler, “Fail, Caesar!”
And here it basically has the weekend to itself. I mean, unless you want to watch teenagers die in Wish Upon. That’s it for major motion pictures, though the Digital Gym has the Sundance Short Film Series and the ballet doc Restless Creature.
So much for the new releases. How about some old ones? Starting today, Landmarks’ Ken Cinema is showing “a different cult/classic each day,” and there’s a reason for that slash: two of the films are so cult that Reader critic emeritus Duncan Shepherd doesn’t even have a review for them. Happily, Marks stepped in to slap some stars on Two for the Road. Kenji Mizoguchi’s influential Ugetsu isn’t so lucky.
As for the five that did wind up in Shepherd’s fold, one (Maurice) is definitely cult and one is most likely in there because Roger Moore recently departed for the great casino in the sky. The other three are classics, but that’s not to say that our man covered them all with praise. I’m guessing Stalker ran up against its own runtime in his estimation. As for North by Northwest and Touch of Evil — if you haven’t seen them, do so. Both will reward you for seeking out the big screen.
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