Saturday Night Fever/Staying Alive

Seeing how this is a summer month and people are trying to do things outdoors (do try to be careful because of the heat and humidity that we’ve been getting), I thought that maybe I would have the month of July be about movies that have dancing involved. Let’s get this month started with the 1977 classic, “Saturday Night Fever.”

How interesting can it be that a film that is the epitome of the time and place (late 70s Brooklyn, the peak of Disco) has held up perfectly for almost 50 years. Matt Barry admitted in his review, “It's one of those films that, I imagine, must have seemed hopelessly dated in one sense just a few years after its release. But perhaps now, separated by the distance of time, we can better appreciate its strengths and qualities that keep audiences coming back to it.”

The movie is about Tony Manero, a young Italian-American living in Brooklyn, working in a hardware store, living with his parents, played by Val Bisoglio and Julie Bovasso, and is having trouble finding himself through the only thing that he is passionate about…dance. He is a character so many people can relate to. With John Travolta portraying the titular role, John Badham directing this with so much liveliness, and the soundtrack having the hit songs of the Bee Gees really help this film being one that still tops with life. Norman Wexler wrote the script (Barry noted, “based on "Tribal Rites of the New Saturday Night", an article by Nik Cohn that appeared in New York Magazine the previous year”) which is so true, and you can relate to the difficulties that Tony is going through so he can make himself famous.

Barry admitted, “After seeing SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER on the big screen, I was struck by just what a nicely-photographed film it is. I think this gets lost when watching the film on TV, or even on DVD, where some of the definition and detail is lost, but there are some moments that are really quite stunning.” Ralf D Bode was the cinematographer and he really knew how to film Travolta and Karen Lynn Gorney together with that delicate look which makes you feel like you’re there with them, which is excellently different with how real the scenes are with Tony and his friends (Barry Miller, Joseph Cali, Paul Pape, and Bruce Ornstein). He brings the same amount of energy when he dances (like with Night Fever), which really stands out with the polychromatic flashing lights and fog on the dance floor. Barry said, “Looking over his filmography, I realize I have only seen a couple other films photographed by Bode, but I do not remember anything particularly unique about their cinematography.” Still, you got to give him credit with how memorable “Saturday Night Fever” was, which might have been a different feeling when seeing this in theaters than on TV.

I was already familiar with the famous shot on the poster and the famous Dancing Again scene, but when I saw the movie, I was thinking this was the epitome of the 70s. If you haven’t seen it, you should see it on Pluto TV, where it is currently streaming. You will love the way they made this film, especially the dancing.

Sadly, this was guilty of a terrible sequel called “Staying Alive,” released in 1983.

This was a big disappointment. Roger Ebert was right when he said in his review, “This sequel to the gutsy, electric “Saturday Night Fever” is a slick, commercial cinematic jukebox, a series of self-contained song-and-dance sequences that could be cut apart and played forever on MTV — which is probably what will happen. Like “Flashdance,” it isn’t really a movie at all, but an endless series of musical interludes between dramatic scenes that aren’t there. It’s not even as good as “Flashdance,” but it may appeal to the same audience; it’s a Walkman for the eyes.”

The movie’s plot is so simple to figure out. Six years have passed since Tony looked so much at the lights of Manhattan at the end of “Saturday Night Fever.” Now he lives in a bad Manhattan hotel, works as a waiter and a dance instructor and dates a young dancer, played by Cynthia Rhodes, with so much patience. He still chases women. However, he meets a British dancer, played by Finola Hughes, who’s his match. She’s the type of girl who takes him to bed and rejects him. Meanwhile, he gets a job as a dancer in her new show and when her lead dancer hesitates, Tony gets the role. Any of this sound familiar?

The movie was co-authored and directed by Sylvester Stallone, and it’s the first bad movie he’s made. He remembers everything from his Rocky stories, but he leaves out the heard. What’s worse, he leaves out the characters. Ebert mentioned, “Everybody in “Staying Alive” is Identikit.” The characters, their lives, and even the dialogue are all cliches. Ebert noted, “The big musical climaxes are interrupted only long enough for people to shout prepackaged emotional countercharges at each other. There is little attempt to approximate human speech.”

Like the Rocky movies, “Staying Alive” ends with a huge, visually impressive climax. It is so unbelievable it has to be seen to know. It’s opening night on Broadway: Tony Manero not only dances like the lead, he survives a production number of fire, ice, smoke, flashing lights and laser beams, throws in an ad-libbed solo – and ends majestically by holding Finola Hughes above his head with one arm, like a game he has hunted and killed. Ebert said, “The musical he is allegedly starring in is something called “Satan’s Alley,” but it’s so laughably gauche it should have been called “Springtime for Tony.”” Stallone does so little to convince us we’re watching a real stage production. There are camera effects the audience could never see, montages that create impossible physical moves and – most mysterious of all – a vocal track, despite nobody on stage is singing. This is a mess. Ebert noted, “Travolta’s big dance number looks like a high-tech TV auto commercial that, got sick to its stomach.”

Ebert admitted, “What I really missed in “Staying Alive” was the sense of reality in “Saturday Night Fever” — the sense that Tony came from someplace and was somebody particular.” There’s no old neighborhood, no verbal arguments with his family (he apologizes to his mother for his behavior), and no Brooklyn strangeness. Tony’s life has been made into a backstage musical, and not a good one.

The movie has one great moment. Near the end, Tony says, “I want to strut!” and struts across Times Square to the Bee Gees song Stayin’ Alive, no doubt a recreation to the beginning of the first movie. That could have been the first shot of a great movie. It’s the last shot of this one.

If you saw the first movie and loved it, avoid the sequel at all cost. There is nothing good in it at all. Travolta said everybody secretly says they love the sequel and remember all of Hughes lines and not his, but I don’t remember any line that was said in here. This was a perfectly good example of a great movie that didn’t need a sequel and was just horribly made, you could call it garbage. Never make the mistake of seeing this, like I did when I saw it on Netflix.

Look out next week when I review another classic film in “Dance Month.”

Jackie

Today is July 4^th and a couple of months back, I was looking at what movies to watch to prepare for today. One of the list suggested “Jackie,” released in 2016, so I saw it was streaming on Max and decided to watch that while exercising.

Sean Mulvihill said in his review, “When the movies cover the topic of the assassination of John Fitzgerald Kennedy it is typically through the lens of the loss of American innocence, the murder that opened the floodgates on the social turmoil that defined the ‘60s.” director Pablo Larraín and screenwriter Noah Oppenheim have teamed up to look at the assassination in a way that it has never been looked at on screen before – how much of an impact the loss was on JFK’s wife Jaqueline Kennedy. “Jackie” looks at the assassination and the results through her view, which is a sad look at the intersection of loss and legacy that is led by a powerful performance by Natalie Portman.

After the assassination and funeral of JFK, Jackie Kennedy (Portman) agrees to tell her side of the incident to a journalist (Billy Crudup). The mourning widow tells some of her happier days in the White House along with the tragic day and the rough days that followed. The nicer moments are of Jackie giving a television news crew a tour of the White House, telling the history around the Kennedys each night. The sadder moments are of the First Lady wearing the famous pink dress with blood stains on it as she witnesses Lyndon B. Johnson (John Carol Lynch) being sworn in as president after her husband’s murder to trying to plan the expansive funeral with the help of Robert Kennedy (Peter Sarsgaard). With all of her grief, Jackie must balance keeping up appearances for her two young children (Sunnie Pelant and Brody and Aiden Weinberg) along with the American people while she plans the funeral that she believes will secure JFK’s legacy.

Mulvihill credited, “Natalie Portman gives one of the finest performances of her illustrious career as the mourning First Lady. She captures the aristocratic Northeastern inflection of the historical figure, and conveys each and every aspect of grief in this powerful performance. The grace and dignity that we’ve come to associate with Jacqueline Kennedy is present Portman’s presence, but the actress also brings a wounded overtone to the role.” At times, Portman’s Jackie is lost like in scenes where she pours her heart out to a priest, played by John Hurt. At other times, she dominates scenes like when she tells her funeral wishes to Bobby Kennedy or LBJ’s assistant Jack Valenti, played by Max Casella.

Mulvihill said, “There’s an intimacy to Pablo Larraín’s direction, with much of Stéphane Fontaine’s cinematography employing tight close ups of its leading lady under duress. Much like Neruda, Pablo Larraín eschews the basic tenets of the biopic in favor of examining moments in the lives of historical figures.” For the most part, Jackie is not concerned with the days that JFK was murdered, despite Larraín does show the time in a shocking detail near the end. Larraín and screenwriter Oppenheim display the seclusion and sadness of Jacqueline Kennedy in those grieving times with emotional clarity, especially how she struggles to understand her husband’s place in history. Mulvihill criticized, “However, sometimes the movie is a bit too on the nose, such as a moment where Jackie is drowning her sorrows with booze while listening to the soundtrack to Camelot.”

“Jackie” is also a success of design, with a completely great look to its costumes, makeup, sets, and production design. Mulvihill said, “The film has a wonderful aesthetic that matches the elegance that Jackie Kennedy embodied with style and vibrant color. But the score by Mica Levi plays counter to that elegance with music that captures the essence of grief and despair, an unsettling score that emphasizes the film’s emotional content.”

There will never be a final word on the assassination of JFK. That’s a time that has captured the attention of the American people for over 50 years and is a moment that is present throughout American history. “Jackie” looks at the events and the aftermath through the mourning of Jackie Kennedy. Natalie Portman’s performance, the certain director of Pablo Larraín, and the chilling music of Mical Levi will live on as a tragic look of that America in transition through the eyes of a grieving First Lady.

I will admit, this is a powerful movie to see on Max. However, there are moments where it felt like Portman was whispering too much. Other than that, this is a good movie to check out and I do recommend it to those who want to see a look at the result of JFK’s murder that has never been seen before. Check it out and experience it for yourself.

Happy Independence Day everyone. Stay tuned later today for what I will review this month. 

The Day the Earth Blew Up: A Looney Tunes Movie

Tonight, on Max, I saw “The Day the Earth Blew Up: A Looney Tunes Movie,” released theatrically in March, but released yesterday on Max. As a fan of the Looney Tunes, seeing how they were probably the first cartoons I saw as a child, I had to see this. How is this, seeing how this is getting pretty good reviews.

It’s strange to see that the Looney Tunes cast – the crazy cartoon characters who become identical with the name “Warner Bros” – has never starred in a fully animated feature-length movie before this new one.

Sean P. Means said in his review, “Then you watch the movie, which is packed to the gills with inventive gags and features two of the troupe’s most engaging characters, and see that sustaining the Looney Tunes’ antics for 90 minutes isn’t as easy as it looks.”

The movie tells us the origin story of Porky Pig and Daffy Duck (Eric Bauza, the current holder of Mel Blanc as the voice of many characters), brothers from another species who are raised since babies by friendly Farmer Jim (Fred Tatasciore). They live together in the house Farmer Jim left them, which has become the bane in the neighborhood – and is dilapidated after a sudden meteorite made a huge hole on the roof before landing just out of town.

An astronomer, voiced by voiced by Tatasciore, sees the meteorite and follows it to where it crashed, and realizes that it’s not a meteorite but a UFO. Before he can call the police, the green goo from the UFO turns him into a zombie, told to spread the brain-altering goo to all of Earth. How he is able to do that is through the town’s gum factory – where Porky and Daffy just landed entry-level jobs.

The story, which is a lot, starts when Daffy convinces Porky that there’s something evil about the factory’s new gum flavor. They ask the help of the factory’s taste tester scientist, Petunia Pig, voiced by Candi Milo, who doesn’t like the new gum flavor. The three find themselves going up against an alien, known only as the Invader, voiced by Peter MacNicol, who says he only wants Earth’s most precious resource. (No spoilers, but it is funny.)

Director Peter Browngardt and the 11 writers credited with the screenplay show how much they love the classic Looney Tunes characters and vibe, and largely succeed in showing that classic feel to a new audience. Means notes, “The movie opts to show Daffy in his more manic phase — the live wire of Robert Clampett’s shorts, rather than the cynical con artist of the Chuck Jones era — to match Porky’s nervous energy.” (One Easter egg comes when Porky and Daffy eat at a diner named after Clampett, and the waitress is voiced by Clampett’s daughter, Ruth.)

Means points out, “It’s notable that while Warner Bros. Animation made “The Day the Earth Blew Up,” Warner Bros. Pictures — who shelved the already completed “Coyote vs. Acme” as a write-off — turned over distribution to a smaller company, Ketchup Entertainment. It’s another sad sign that the corporate overlords at Warner Bros. have no love for the movies.”

Means continues, “The movie’s length exposes a paradox: The plot requires passages where the action slows down and the audience can take a break from that manic energy — but it’s that mania that makes the Looney Tunes who and what they are, so those slower moments expose the cracks in the facade.” When the Looney Tunes can create perfect stories in eight minutes, taking 90 minutes feels like a superfluous bonus, no matter how many jokes they can insert into that realm.

You have to see this on Max. If you’re a Looney Tunes fan, this is one for you. You will love this film a lot, as this is fully animated and no live action actors are put into this film. If you have Max, then find this and put it on because you will have a great time laughing at it, especially with the twist at the climax of the movie. I promise you, there is nothing in this movie that will upset anyone, hopefully.

Thank you for joining in on this review tonight. Stay tuned next month to see what I will review next.

Basic Instinct 2

“Basic Instinct 2,” released in 2006, resembles its heroine: It gets off by living dangerously. Here is a movie so shameful and ridiculous it is either 1. Suicidal or 2. Aching with a horrible fascination. Roger Ebert leaned towards the second option then said, “It’s a lot of things, but boring is not one of them. I cannot recommend the movie, but … why the heck can’t I? Just because it’s godawful? What kind of reason is that for staying away from a movie? Godawful and boring, that would be a reason.”

Ebert continued, “I have here an e-mail from Adam Burke, a reader who says, “I’m tired of reading your reviews where you give a movie three stars but make sure we know it isn’t a great movie. You always seem to want to cover your butt, making sure we know you’re smarter than the movie.” He has a point. Of course I am smarter than most movies, but so are you. That doesn’t always prevent us from enjoying them. What Burke doesn’t mention is my other maddening tendency, which is to give a movie 1-1/2 stars and then hint that it’s really better than that.”

Which brings us full circle to “Basic Instinct 2.” It has a daring plot that depends on 1. A psychopathic serial killer being able to manipulate everyone in her life, or 2. A woman who unbelievably seems to be a psychopathic serial killer, while there is 3. An alternative explanation for everything. Ebert said, “True, (a), (b) or (c) are equally impossible, but they’re the only possibilities, I think.” That leaves us feeling cheated at the end, which is how everyone in the film feels, so we end up there together.

So much for the plot. Now for Sharon Stone. She must have gotten some of the worst reviews in years, but she delivers the goods. Playing Catherine Tramell, a terrible novelist who plays with life, death, and love while doing “research” for her next best seller, Stone brings a compelling fascination to her performance. You don’t believe it, but you can’t keep your eyes away. She talks bad better than anyone in the movies. She can spend hours working her way through “every position in Masters and Johnson,” she sighs regretfully, and forget all about it in a week, “but I’d remember it if a man died while making love to me.”

She says this, and lots of other things, to a shrink named Dr. Michael Glass, played by David Morrissey. He’s selected by the courts to evaluate her mental state after the car she is driving goes off a bridge at 110 MPH and her passenger, a soccer player, dies. In court, we see she has a “risk addiction” so severe that “the only limit for her would be her own death.” They say with any addiction you have to hit bottom. Death may be taking it too far.

Outside the courts after unlikely legal procedures, she comes slobbering after Dr. Glass, who badly accepts her as a client. Also involved in this disaster are his ex-wife (Indira Varma), a gossip writer (Hugh Dancy) his ex-wife is currently in a relationship with, a Freudian in a wig (Heathcote Williams), a fellow shrink (Charlotte Rampling) who warns Glass he is playing with fire, and a cop (David Thewlis) who looks around the case convinced that if something fishy is not currently happening at this moment, it was happening not very long ago.

Some of these people die horribly during the course of the film, possibly giving Tramell something to remember. Some of them are suspected of the murders. The details are not very important. Ebert said, “What matters are the long scenes of dialogue in which Tramell mind-whacks Dr. Glass with speculations so detailed they rival the limerick about who did what, and with which, and to whom.”

The Catherine Tramell role cannot be played well, but Sharon Stone can play it better than any other actress. Ebert said, “The director, Michael Caton-Jones, alternates smoldering closeups with towering dominatrix poses, and there’s an extended Jacuzzi sequence in which we get the much-advertised full frontal nudity — which does not, somehow, manage to be full, frontal and nude all at the same time. First a little nude, then a little full, then a little frontal, driving us crazy trying to load her simultaneously onto our hard drive.”

Ebert described, “Dr. Glass is played by David Morrissey as a subdued, repressed basket case who listens to Tramell with a stony expression on his face. This is because he is either (a) suppressing his desire to ravage her in lustful abandon, or (b) suppressing delirious laughter. I’ll bet there are outtakes of Stone and Morrissey cracking up.” How else does someone respond to dialogue like, “Don’t take it so hard – even Oedipus didn’t see his mother coming.”

Ebert said, ““Basic Instinct 2” is not good in any rational or defensible way, but not bad in irrational and indefensible ways. I savored the icy abstraction of the modern architecture, which made the people look like they came with the building. I grinned at that absurd phallic skyscraper that really does exist in London. I liked the recklessness of the sex-and-speed sequence that opens the movie (and, curiously, looks to have been shot in Chicago). I could appreciate the plot once I accepted that it was simply jerking my chain. You can wallow in it. Speaking of wallowing in the plot, I am reminded of another of today’s e-mails, from Coralyn Sheridan, who tells me that in Parma, they say, “The music of Verdi is like a pig: Nothing goes to waste.” Those Parmesans.”

Ebert ended his review by saying, “Of Sharon Stone, what can I say except that there is within most men a private place that responds to an aggressive sexual challenge, especially when it’s delivered like a lurid torch song, and Stone plays those notes like she worked out her own fingering.”

This is a terrible sequel. Why did they see a need to make a sequel to “Basic Instinct?” Was there really a story to tell in the sequel, especially since the first one didn’t end in a way that would hint a sequel. Don’t make the mistake of seeing the sequel because it is just awful. You will not like it at all. They were talking about making a third one, but thankfully that has been scrapped.

Alright everyone, we have now ended “Sharon Stone Month.” Hopefully everyone enjoyed this month. Sorry I had to end off on a terrible note, but that’s what happens sometimes. Next month, I will be bringing in some more reviews.

The Mighty

“You need a brain, I need legs – and the Wizard of Oz doesn’t live in south Cincinnati.”

This is said by a handicapped child named Kevin to a tall boy named Max, in the 1998 movie, “The Mighty.” They’re both in seventh grade in Cincinnati – Max for the third time – and they’re both loners.

Roger Ebert pointed out in his review, “Max, known to his cruel classmates as the Missing Link, feels like Godzilla as he lumbers down the school corridors, and says, “Sometimes seems like the whole world has just seen me on `America’s Most Wanted.’”” Kevin has Morquio’s syndrome, which causes his bones to stop growing despite his organs continuing to grow, until finally, with what is said in the movie, “his heart will get too big for his body.” Ebert said, “Kevin and Max are the heroes of Freak, the Mighty, a best-selling children’s book by Rodman Philbrick that has been embraced by kids who feel they stand out like sore thumbs. (And what kid doesn’t?)” This is a story about how two friends can work together to stand up to everyone, and it’s about how Kevin’s example helps Max fix a life that started when his father murdered his mother.

At first, it’s not a friendship that will end up being close. Kevin moves in next door to Max, who spies across the back fence at the little kid, who wears braces and glasses, test flies a model flying machine he calls an “Ornothopter” (“I gave birth to a 7½-pound dictionary,” his mother says with a sigh). In gym class, a bully, played by Joe Perrino, throws a basketball to knock Kevin off his crutches, and Max is blamed for that. Strange when Max goes for remedial reading lessons and finds out that Kevin is his tutor. “I didn’t throw the basketball,” Max tells Kevin, who calls Max a chump for taking the blame for someone else.

They read King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, and it is Arthurian courage that Kevin believes will help their friendship. Soon they arrive at a deal that will help them both out: Kevin rides on Max’s shoulders, and they even play basketball that way. Ebert noted, “The extra height is great for lay-ups. (Did the book’s author see “Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome,” where another giant and another dwarf teamed up to create the character Master-Blaster?)” We meet their dependents. Kevin’s mother, played by Sharon Stone, struggles to keep Kevin out of “special schools” and help him lead the fullest possible life. Max’s grandparents, Gram and Grim (Gena Rowlands and Harry Dean Stanton) are raising him, not without love, after his mother’s murder and his father (the late James Gandolfini) with to prison.

Ebert pointed out, “The last third of the movie involves derring-do that’s highly improbable, especially a makeshift toboggan ride.” However, for the children audiences the movie is targeted at, these journeys will be exciting and not too violent, and they do give both boys a chance to use the code of the Round Table in their lives.

“The Mighty” is an emotionally touching movie (Ebert noted, “much like the recent and somewhat similar “Simon Birch,” which is about a friendship between a fatherless boy and a dwarf”). It is a little stronger in its main theme, which is we all have flaws, we are not perfect, but together we can be more than the total of ourselves.

Much of the film’s charm comes from the performance. Ebert mentioned, “Elden Henson, with his big, round Scandinavian face and football lineman’s body, brings a shyness and vulnerability to Max. He’s stronger than the bullies who pick on him, but he has retreated into himself.” Kieran Culken, as Kevin, looks like his older brother Macaulay but doesn’t play the cute kid as much and has a nice unsentimental persona when he levels with Max. Finally, the adults sensitively do what their roles ask without trying to steal the movie from the protagonists. (There’s also a nice supporting role for Gillian Anderson as a woman whose stolen purse sets up the movie’s climax.) Ebert said, “What I liked most about the movie is the way it shows that imagination can be a weapon in life.” At the first reading lesson, Kevin tells Max that every word is part of a picture, every sentence is a picture, and you put them all together in your head, if you have an imagination. Max has never thought of that, and when reading about King Arthur is taken to a place outside his basement bedroom and lonely school life, and learns of decency and romance. No child is completely a prisoner of a sad childhood if he can read and has books. They are the key to what can be, and that is the main message of “The Mighty.”

I remember when I was a kid, I saw my brother watching this movie. I don’t know if he got it from the library, or Blockbusters, or if it was maybe playing on TV, but I remember seeing a little bit of the film with him. I had completely forgotten about this movie for years until a few years back, I looked up online a movie about a kid who dies of an enlarged heart and “The Mighty” came up. I didn’t know this was based on a book, but when I saw this film on YouTube, I thought this was really good and very emotional. No one seems to talk about this and it is very underrated. Check it out and see for yourself. You will love this movie, I promise.

Next week I will end “Sharon Stone Month” with the “Basic Instinct” sequel. Never heard of it? Neither did I until I looked it up and you’ll see what a mess of a sequel it was next week.

Basic Instinct

The beginning is a rough combination of intercourse, nudity, and violent ice pick damage as retired rock star Johnny Boz, played by Bill Cable, is murdered by a blonde woman. San Francisco Police Detective Nick Curran, played by Michael Douglas, gets the homicide investigation, which must be handled carefully, as Boz was a civic-minded sponsor to the mayor’s election fund. Curran immediately investigates the girlfriend, Catherine Tramell, played by Sharon Stone, who is cruelly sarcastic, tricky, charming, overconfident, and a professional at mind games and pulling strings. Mike Massie said in his review, “But Curran is determined to uncover her secrets, and he’s certain that his sauce-riddled, alcohol-fueled, accidental tourist-shooting, internal affairs-muckraked past won’t get in the way.”

Tramell soon becomes the only suspect, especially when they find out that she wrote a book the year before about a rock star who is murdered by his girlfriend…with an ice pick. Massie noted, “A simple ride from her house to the precinct for a routine interrogation reveals her incredible control over words, her psychological prowess with cat-and-mouse games, and her ability to beat a lie detector test. She’s cold, calculating, and mysterious; whether or not she’s a psychopathic obsessive or a vicious killer with the perfect alibi, all the clues point in her direction alone.” As nick works over his difficult past, his unstable relationship with departmental therapist Beth Garner, played by Jeanne Tripplehorn, and an increasing obsession with Catherine, he learns of her teaching at Berkeley and the death of a professor there who was, quite creepily, stabbed to death with an ice pick.

Massie mentions, “If it’s 1992, why does everyone have giant blocks of ice and picks in their homes? Michael Douglas turns in one of his finest performances as the bewitched detective, with convincing expressions, natural delivery, and a range of startling emotions. Stone is just as effective, despite appearing a touch contrived with her conspiratorial approach to allurement and fast-and-loose attitude towards her opponents. The main source of intrigue, however, comes from writer Joe Eszterhas’ tricky dialogue – a screenplay that was apparently written in just a few days and sold for an unheard-of $3 million. Jerry Goldsmith’s suspenseful, noirish score compliments every aspect just as sharply, and would pick up an Academy Award nomination for its significance.”

Everything in “Basic Instinct,” released in 1992, is a little much, from the blood-spilling violence to the revealing nudity (including the infamous scene of Stone uncrossing and crossing her legs, showing what was then assumed to be too risky for an R rating) and even to the romance. Obviously, this excessiveness is a trademark of director Paul Verhoeven. Massie mentioned, “Like the jagged surfaces of freshly cracked ice chunks, all of the details of the characters and their relationships are rough around the edges, muddied up to prevent anyone from being undesirably clean cut.”

Verhoeven is skillful at psychological thrillers with role reversals, mysterious camerawork duplicating previous shots, and tortuously complex plot twists. Massie said, “Even while he’s pushing buttons and stretching the boundaries of conventionality, he still incorporates artsy filmmaking techniques.” Changing from his previous two films, “Robocop” and “Total Recall,” both equally playing with the censors despite being very intelligent science-fiction films, this fearless director has created a huge controversial, huge erotic murder/mystery that has become an architype of the genre.

I remember years ago on YouTube; I saw WWE spoof the infamous interrogation scene for a promo to WrestleMania. I did see the actual scene on YouTube later, but never saw the film until years later when I was exercising. This is not what I was expecting from this film, but it is one that has to be seen to be believed. Currently, this is streaming on MGM+ and Paramount+, so you can see it on there, if you want to. If you want to see this, make sure that there are no children or your parents in the room, given how risky of a film this is. This film was going to be given an NC-17 rating, but because of some scenes that were removed due to the MPAA, it was given an R rating.

Next week, I will review a film that I remember seeing my brother watching when I was a kid, forgot about it, then looked up the film and saw it on YouTube, which is an emotional one that everyone should see, in “Sharon Stone Month.”

Total Recall

This month, I will be looking at all the films I have seen that have Sharon Stone in it. Let’s get started with the 1990 sci-fi classic, “Total Recall.”

There may be people who overlook Arnold Schwarzenegger’s performance in “Total Recall” – who think he isn’t really acting. However, the performance is one of the reasons the movie works perfectly. He isn’t a superhero this time, but he fights like one. He’s a confused and scared innocent, a man betrayed by what he thought was reality. Roger Ebert said in his review, “And in his vulnerability, he opens the way for “Total Recall” to be more than simply an action, violence and special effects extravaganza.”

There is a lot of action and violence in the movie, and almost every shot seems to represent some type of special effect. Eber noted, “This is one of the most complex and visually interesting science fiction movies in a long time.” However, the plot, based on a story by science fiction writer Phillip K. Dick, is about an exciting idea: What would happen if you could be supplied with memories? If your entire “past,” right until this very second, could be inserted in you, replacing the experiences you had lived through? That’s what seems to happen to Quaid, played by Schwarzenegger, however sometimes neither he nor we can be completely sure. We meet him in a future society where he lives in a comfortable apartment with his beautiful wife, and goes to work every day at a construction job. He life looks relaxing, but he keeps having dreams about Mars – dreams that finally inspire him to sign up with a weird travel agency that gives him the memory of a vacation instead of a real one.

Ebert notes, “What they do is, they strap you into a machine and beam the memories into your mind, so that it seems utterly convincing to you that you’ve been to Mars and done some dangerous spying there, and fallen in love with the brunet of your specifications (Quaid specifies she be “athletic, sleazy and demure”). Before long, sure enough, Quaid seems to be on Mars, involved in some secret-spy stuff, and in the arms of his custom-ordered brunet (Rachel Ticotin).”

Ebert continued, “But is this a packaged memory, or a real experience? The movie toys tantalizingly with the possibilities, especially in a scene where a convincing doctor and Quaid’s own wife (Sharon Stone) “appear” in his dream to try to talk him down from it. Meanwhile, the plot – dream or not – unfolds.” Mars is in the middle of a revolutionary war between the army of Cohaagen, a greedy captain of industry, played by Ronny Cox, and a small group of rebels. There is a mystery involving a giant reactor that was apparently built by aliens on Mars so long ago, and has been discovered during mining operations. On top of that, can the brunet trust Quaid – even though he doesn’t remember that they were once in a relationship? “Total Recall” goes back and forth between different versions and types of reality, while at the same time giving the runtime a future world with so much detail. Ebert said, “The red planet Mars is created in glorious visual splendor, and the inside of the Mars station looks like a cross between Times Square and a submarine.” Strange aliens appear, including mutants, a three-breasted lady (Lycia Naff), and a team of hitmen led by Richter (Michael Ironside), Cohaagen’s most ruthless lieutenant.

Ebert said, “The movie is wall-to-wall with violence, much of it augmented by special effects.” Even in this future realm, people haven’t been able to improve on the machine gun as a weapon of murder, despite people thinking that every type of firearm would be banned inside an airtight dome. There are actually so many scenes where characters are sucked outside when the air seal is broken, but that doesn’t stop the movie’s villains from demonstrating the one unavoidable fact of movie marksmanship: Villains never hit their target, and heroes never miss.

Not that it makes any little difference, but the science in this movie is laughable all around. For example, so much is made of a scene where characters finds themselves outside on Mars, and immediately begin to expand, their eyes popping and their faces swelling. Ebert noted, “As Arthur C. Clarke has written in an essay about his 2001, a man would not explode even in the total vacuum of deep space.”

(What’s even more unlikely is that after the alien reactors are started and quickly give Mars with an atmosphere, the endangered characters are secure from explosion.) Ebert said, “Such quibbles – and pages could be filled with them – are largely irrelevant to “Total Recall,” which is a marriage between swashbuckling space opera and the ideas of the original Phillip Dick story. The movie was directed by Paul Verhoeven, whose credits range from “The Fourth Man” to “RoboCop,” and he is skilled at creating sympathy for characters even within the overwhelming hardware of a story like this.” That’s where Schwarzenegger is such a help. He could have followed and frowned through this movie and become a figure of fun, but instead, by allowing himself to look confused and vulnerable, he gives a sympathetic center for every high-tech display.

This is one of those Schwarzenegger movies that hold up very well today. You should see it if you haven’t because I think everyone will enjoy this and have a good laugh. There are many memorable moments, like when Schwarzenegger ripped the tracking device from his nose, and some of his lines that are the most quotable. Check it out and have a fun time.

However, I cannot be done with this review without talking about the 2012 remake. The two biggest differences between the remake and the 1990 original are that no scenes are set on Mars, and it stars Colin Farrell instead of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Ebert said, “Mars we can do without, I suppose, although I loved the special effects creating the human outpost there.” This movie has its own reason you can’t go outside and breathe the air.

However, Schwarzenegger, now, is another matter. He’s replaced as the protagonist Quaid by Colin Farrell, who you could say is probably the better actor. However, Schwarzenegger is more of a movie presence and better fitted for the role of a wounded man going around in the realm of his memories. Ebert said, “The story involves a man who is involved without his knowledge (or recollection) in a conflict between a totalitarian regime and a resistance movement.” Both films open with him happy and cluelessly married (Sharon Stone in the original, Kate Beckinsale in the remake). In both, he is unhappy with his life. In both, he finds out that everything he thinks he knows about himself is fictitious, and all of his memories have been inserted.

Ebert said, “The enormity of this discovery is better reflected by Schwarzenegger, who seems more wounded, more baffled, more betrayed — and therefore more desperate.” In Farrell’s performance, there’s more of a sense that the character is being taken along with the events.

The originality of the plot, inspired by a Philip K. Dick story, is handled well in the remake, directed by Len Wiseman, and in Paul Verhoeven’s 1990 version. In both, there are parts where Quaid has no idea what to believe and must decide which of different characters can be trusted. Ebert said, “Both films are top-heavy with non-stop action, but there’s more humanity in the earlier one, and I think we care more about the hero. A film that really took this premise seriously would probably play more like Christopher Nolan’s “Memento,” following a man adrift in his own timeline.”

However, enough about 1990. Ebert noted, “In the new film, Earth is uninhabitable because of chemical warfare, except for two areas: a federation centered on the British isles and a colony on the former Australia. Workers from the colony provide factory labor for the federation, which sidesteps the commute time by linking them in what looks to be a tunnel straight through the Earth. That’s a lot of effort to go to in order to get cheap labor; Quaid’s factory job involves tightening two screws on the breastplates of robot soldiers being manufactured by the federation. These robots have a neat design, are sleek and shiny black and white, but are apparently doofuses. I can’t remember a single robot doing much more than marching in step and getting itself destroyed.”

Ebert continued, “The film does a detailed job of creating its cities, which in the federation is a towering futuristic marvel, and the colony seems to be countless small hovels endlessly stacked on top of one another, like the dwellings you can see clinging to the sides of other buildings in Hong Kong. Quaid gets involved in chases in both places, which require the ability to jump from great heights without breaking his ankles, or (it seems to me) his legs.” One smart chase sequence involves his character and a resistance member named Melina, played by Jessica Biel, jumping onto and off a maze of vertical and horizontal elevators. It’s somewhat an action version of 3-D chess.

“Total Recall” is well-made, high energy sci-fi. Like all stories inspired by Philip K. Dick, it deals with interesting ideas. Ebert said, “It never touched me emotionally, though, the way the 1990 film did, and strictly speaking, isn’t necessary.”

This is one of those remakes that is actually nice. You can check this out, but I prefer the original. I don’t know how many people will think the same thing, but my opinion aside, this is one remake that I recommend everyone seeing. Check it out and see which version you like.

Next week, we will be looking at another Verhoeven movie that is very controversial but is still one to see.

Karate Kid: Legends

Today, my sister and I went to the theaters to see “Karate Kid: Legends,” which came out four days ago. She was really eager to see this movie, especially since “Cobra Kai” was an amazing show. However, since we got this sequel after much years of talk, how is it compared to the last few sequels? Is it any better than the last few sequels or does it deserve the negative reception a lot of critics have been giving it?

Will this current release of nostalgic movies, with the live-action Disney remakes and other sequels, going strong, bring in the large box office numbers for this latest “Karate Kid” sequel? Maybe.

The film has the only pizza shop in New York City’s Chinatown (the film was mainly shot in Montreal) where the manager is a former boxer who owes money to the mob. Beginning in the Beijing dojo of Shifu Han (Jackie Chan), where student Li Fong (Ben Wang) trains against the orders of his mother, Dr. Fong (Ming-Na Wen), and is suddenly told that she has accepted a job in New York City. James Verniere said in his review, “Living in an oak wood adorned spacious Chinatown apartment, Li, who speaks fluent, accent-free English, is dubbed “Stuffed Crust” by the former boxer pizza shop owner Victor Lipani (Joshua Jackson) and becomes interested in his daughter Mia (Sadie Stanley), who is also Vic’s sharp-tongued, pizza shop coworker.”

Directed by Jonathan Entwistle and written by Rob Lieber based on the original 1984 underdog film’s screenplay by Robert Mark Kamen, “Karate Kid: Legends” is another sequel no one asked for. Everyone from the 1980s knows the original film’s plot points and lines of dialogue and has shared them with everyone. There have been three “Karate Kid” sequels, a 2010 remake, and a Netflix series “Cobra Kai,” which can from 2018 to 2025. The original “Karate Kid” was directed by “Rocky” director, John G. Avildsen, and had an animated series along with a lot of merchandise.

Verniere noted, “Although likable at times, especially for its cast, this new film reeks of cost-cutting and formula at every turn. Li is introduced to a Chinatown fighting school, where the film’s one-note, single-expression villain, Conor Day (Aramis Knight), knocks out all his sparring partners with a leg sweep to the head.” Li shares how his older brother, played by Yankie Ge, taught him a move called “the dragon kick” before he was stabbed one night after winning a tournament. Verniere admitted, “After that scene, I felt like I knew exactly how the film was going to end (I did).” As the respected Mr. Han, Chan is the film’s replacement for the late Pat Morita, who was nominated for an Academy Award for his cleverly funny and memorable performance as Mr. Miyagi in the original film (if you remember in my review, I noted how Miyagi was very similar to Burgess Meredith’s grouchy boxing trainer Mickey in “Rocky”).

In this new film, Li is coached by both kung-fu master Mr. Han and karate champion Daniel LaRusso, reprised by Ralph Macchio, an old friend of the late Mr. Miyagi, and asks for his help with this training. Chan and Macchio have some fun arguing about their different fighting styles. While Li and Mia share a difficult romance, Victor trains with Li for a boxing comeback match, setting up the third-act tournament between Li and Conor. I guess everyone can predict how everything will end.

Verniere ended his review by saying, “As Li’s eccentric SAT tutor Alan, who plays the Backstreet Boys’ millennial hit “I Want It That Way” on guitar, Wyatt Oleff (TV’s “I Am Not Okay with This”) is a refreshing relief from the film’s dull formula. Mia amusingly refers to Li as the “Chinese Peter Parker.” Why couldn’t they fit in a flirtation between forty-somethings Wen and Jackson, whose characters are both notably single and attractive? It’s a real lost opportunity given how much we like these actors. Chan is effortlessly charming as Mr. Han, although the iconic Morita is a hard act to follow. Li exudes good guy vibes as the film’s torn protagonist. But the corn is high and commands the view. Cue the (corny) freeze frame ending.”

I don’t agree with anything the critics are saying about this film. This is not a corny sequel with a dull or boring formula. I think there are some things that are similar to the previous films, but it does not copy it beat for beat like the 2010 remake did. Sure, I can understand some problems, like Macchio and Chan not having enough screentime together, the training montages not including everything familiar that we love, and not knowing about the villains in the film. Still, I think this was an enjoyable sequel that was funny and kept you engaged. I never felt bored or annoyed when watching the film. Check it out in the theaters and have an enjoyable time watching it, especially if you’re a “Karate Kid” fan.

Thank you for reading this blog tonight. Stay tuned this Friday to see what I will review this month.

Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters

“Percy Jackson: Sea of Monsters,” released in 2013, is the second in a planned trilogy based on the novel franchise by Rick Riordan.

Robert Roten said in his review, “The story concept is very similar to the Harry Potter films and the “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” TV series.” Like those stories, here is a youthful hero born with great power and great responsibility. You also have a magical world which is combined with the world we know and is kept secret from the non-magic people. Anthony Head from “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” is in this film as Chiron the centaur.

Percy Jackson, reprised by Logan Lerman, saved everyone in the first film but he can’t get any respect from the other demigods at the training grounds. He is often made fun of by the daughter of Ares, Clarisse La Rue, played by Leven Rambin. His friends are a satyr, Gover Underwood (Brandon T Jackon), and the daughter of Athena, Annabeth Chase (Alexandra Daddario).

In this sequel, Percy finds out he has a half-brother, previously unknown to him, a Cyclops named Tyson, played by Douglas Smith. Percy, Tyson, Clarisse, and Grover go on a quest for the golden fleece, located in the Bermuda Triangle. They go on a scary ride in a magical taxi which might remind you of the Knight Bus in Harry Potter. They also make a stop at a UPS headquarters run by Hermes, played by Nathan Fillion. There, they get information and magical material to help them on their journey. Roten noted, “Fillion has a funny show business joke here referring to a cancelled series that he starred in, “Firefly,” which later became the basis for the movie “Serenity.””

The golden fleece is needed to save a magical tree, but it is also being found by Hermes’ son, Luke Castellan, played by Jake Abel, whose evil plan is to release Kronos and destroy Olympus. Not just wanting to stop Luke from getting the Golden Fleece, the movie goes for the epic finale between Percy and Kronos, voiced by Robert Knepper. As you think, there are a lot of interesting special effects here.

There is plenty of action, the acting is good, and the story is good enough to watch. Roten noted, “As Logan Lerman aptly demonstrated in “The Perks of Being a Wallflower” his acting ability is far greater than is required for this role.” It is not a bad film, but might be just like the first film. There was supposed to be a third film, but that was scrapped.

Still, I found myself enjoying this film just the same as the first one. I think I got this film from the library and my sister and I saw this. I remember we both enjoyed it and I think everyone should give it a watch on Disney+. If you don’t like it, I get it, but at least give it a chance and judge it based on your own opinion. I hear the show is a lot better and I might check it out one day.

Alright, we have reached the end of “Greek Mythology Month.” I hope everyone liked this and hopefully everyone will check out every film I reviewed, especially if their a Greek Myth fan, like myself. Stay tuned next month to see what I will review next.

Captain America: Brave New World

Tonight, on Disney+, I watched “Captain America: Brave New World,” which was released in theaters on Valentine’s Day and today was released on Disney+. Now, I will let everyone know what I thought of this latest installment in the MCU.

Jeffrey M. Anderson started his review by saying, “After some thirty-odd movies and more TV shows than I can remember, we finally have our third MCU movie directed by a person of color and starring a person of color. And yet, in this bizarro Trumpian world, rather than being celebrated, Captain America: Brave New World is being trounced (much like Kendrick Lamar's spellbinding Super Bowl Halftime show). Certainly this new movie is no Black Panther. It has its flaws. It tries a little too hard to get things moving in the first act, and it does feel fairly slight overall, a Minor Marvel.” However, for the majority of its runtime, it flies, mostly thanks to Anthony Mackie’s strong presence.

Following “The Falcon and the Winter Soldier,” Sam Wilson, reprised by Mackie, has made the difficult decision to become the next Captain America. (Anderson noted, “The series explored complex issues of Blackness and racism that are largely ignored here.”) However, it was a good choice. Watching him attack villains using his wings and shield as graceful arsenal is always amazing. Unlike Steve Rogers, Sam doesn’t have any superpowers, and his humanity is part of his charm.

Sam has been sent on a mission to retrieve a mysterious canister, which he does, however something about the mission doesn’t seem right. After that, he’s invited to the White House, where President Ross, played by Harrison Ford (taking over the role of “Thunderbolt” from the late William Hurt), is going to make an announcement. (Ford returns to the White House for the first time since “Air Force One.”) Same brings his new partner, the supposed next Falcon Joaquin Torres (Danny Ramirez), and their tough super-soldier trainer, Isaiah Bradley (Carl Lumbly). Isaiah has a rancor after having been imprisoned and experimented on for decades, and has no love for Ross, but goes anyway (Anderson described, “the movie's most irritating first-act nitpick”).

Suddenly, Isaiah tries to shoot the president, but after a chase, seems to have no memory of what he did. He goes to prison Sam promises to find out what happened. There are several other incidents of being mind-control, as President Ross tries to dispute a treaty with Japan and several other countries, and the talks – which had previously been going well – begin to break down.

The diverse cast also includes the fascinating, lovely Shira Haas as the president’s security advisor, and an awesome Black Widow. Xosha Roquemore plays a Black, female Secret Service agent. Giancarlo Esposito plays a sneaky, evil person called Sidewinder (Anderson said, “who, I suspect, we might see again someday”). Finally, Takehiro Hira plays the Japanese Prime Minister. The movie keeps the Big Bad a secret for a while, who is played by Tim Blake Nelson.

Anderson said, “The director is Nigerian-born Julius Onah, whose previous features The Cloverfield Paradox and Luce wouldn't suggest an artist ready for the Marvel Universe, especially given that the former was a muddled mess and the latter was talky and static.” However, he steps it up, giving “Captain America: Brave New World” with a beautiful flexibility, especially in the flying scenes. The Red Hulk parts, while short, is gripping and intense, especially when a damaged Sam is helped out from under a pile of rubble and finds the being still standing. He knows he has nothing left.

Anderson said, “Frankly, it's Mackie that makes all this work for me.” He’s an incredibly adaptable actor, tough but funny and very helpless when it counts. He plays well with his cast member, creating a great camaraderie when it’s right, but also tension when it matters. Anderson said, “He ranks near Paul Rudd's Ant-Man as perhaps one of the most lovable of the Marvel heroes, guys who are more or less reliant on a suit and their wits. Maybe it's appropriate that Mackie's first Cap movie is a bit jerry-rigged and imperfect.” While the shield itself may be perfectly made and balanced, the same can’t really be said for this movie, but it’s messy and human and it has a big heart, perfect for Valentine’s Day.

Spoiler alert: the post-credits scene shows Sam visiting the protagonist in his maximum-security cell who warns Sam about another threat approaching.

I know that this film is not one of the best MCU movies, but I still think it is one of the good ones. We have Sebastain Stan and Liv Tyler make quick cameos, and I found myself getting into this film. There were some edge-of-your-seat, gripping moments, and some dramatic moments that make you want to know what might happen. I liked the action, of course, and Mackie really does amazing in this role. Ford does a good job as the replacement for Ross. Check this out on Disney+ and see if you agree with this review or not. As always, judge it based on your own thoughts.

Thank you for reading this blog tonight. Stay tuned this Friday for the finale of “Greek Mythology Month.”

Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief

When the Harry Potter film series was almost done, another novel adaptation was introduced, which I didn’t know about until a second cousin had told me about it when I visited him. In 2010 came “Percy Jackson and The Lightning Thief,” the first adaptation in the children’s book series by Rick Riordan, which sees it protagonist finding out he’s actually half God, half human. With about five books in the series, and the possibility for a long-running franchise, can Percy Jackson live up to the standards that Harry Potter made? I believe it did. Lara Martin said in her review, “From the opening scenes of a 30-foot Greek God emerging from the sea in New York, to the nordic looking battle grounds of Camp Half Blood, to the fiery colour and terror of the Underworld, Percy Jackson sucks you in as the classic Greek myths are retold for the modern world.”

Percy, played by Logan Lerman, is an average kid living in New York City. He doesn’t try too hard at school, deals with dyslexia and ADHD and doesn’t have the best home life since his mother (Catherine Keener) remarried a bum (Joe Pantoliano). However, when he is on a field trip to the museum, his life is changed forever when Mrs. Dobbs, played by Maria Olsen, turns into Alecto and demands Percy to return a stolen lightning bolt. Before he knows it, a confused Percy is being sent to a secret camp for his own protection, where he finds out that his wheelchair-bound tutor Mr. Brunner (Pierce Brosnan) is actually a centaur and his crutches-using best friend Grover (Brandon T. Jackson) is a Satyr who were sent to protect him.

Percy finds out that he is actually the son of Sea God, Poseidon, played by Kevin McKidd, making him a very powerful demigod. Unfortunately, Poseidon’s brother Zeus, played by Sean Bean, thinks that Percy has stolen his lightning rod, which has the possibility to start a war between the Gods. To make the situation worse, the God of the Underworld, Hades, played by Steve Coogan, kidnaps Percy’s mother and demands the lightning bolt. The only problem. Percy doesn’t have the bold and doesn’t know where it is. Still, he decides to go on this risky journey to the Underworld so he can save his mother, before trying to convince Zues that he is telling the truth.

Despite the parts of the surprisingly violent Camp Half Blood, where Percy learns how to control his powers, drag on too long, his journey across the country along with Grover and Annabeth (Alexandra Daddario), the warrior daughter of Athena (Melina Kanakaredes), are enjoyable. Their journey takes them from the botanical garden of Medusa, played by Uma Thurman, to the pleasure-seeking casino in Las Vegas, and the glory of the Parthenon in Nashville as they race against the time to rescue Percy’s mother, while learning different Greek history lessons on the way. Martin said, “The brief detour to the Underworld is one of the movie's biggest highlights, with a campy Coogan draped in metallics and leather as Hades, while Rosario Dawson oozes sex appeal as the lustful and trapped Persephone. Big names like Brosnan, Bean and Thurman add plenty of gravitas to proceedings, while relative newcomer Logan Lerman shows he is definitely one to watch as he transforms Percy from bratty schoolkid to brave hero, shining in his battle sequences and displaying a knack for comedy.”

Yes, there are plot holes, and so many loose ends, including how no one even thinks about the destruction of the Empire State Building, Parthenon, and so on, but that aside, the film manages to make Greek mythology both fun and exciting and is sure to attract its key demographic. With Chris Columbus, the director of the first two Harry Potter movies, directing this one, we get exactly what we would expect. Beneath all of the explosions, violence, and awe-inspiring special effects, is a nice story about a boy wanting to save his mother and the importance of friends, which could give Harry Potter a run for his money.

As a person who never read the books, I found myself enjoying this film, being a huge Greek Myths fan. My sister got this from Netflix back when they had DVD rentals and we watched this one night. I believe we both liked this and if you have a Disney+ account, you should see this. Give it a chance, but if you don’t like it, I understand. Just judge it based on your own thoughts.

Next week, we will finish off “Greek Mythology Month” with the sequel to this film. Sorry for the last posting. I fell asleep after coming back from work.

Troy

Rob Gonsalves started his review by saying, “Like Gladiator four summers ago, Troy starts the warm-weather season off with a manly, retro, sword-clanging bang. But that’s where the similarity ends. Gladiator, which unaccountably won a Best Picture Oscar, was a numbing and derivative revenge fantasy recast for swords and sandals. Troy takes off from sturdier origins — Homer’s great war poem The Iliad, which seems constructed to show war in all its aspects, its exultant splendor and its terrible cruelty.” David Denby, in his review of classic literature Great Books, cites an Iliad passage describing a spear stabbing a soldier “beside the nipple of the right chest, and the bronze spearhead drove clean through the shoulder.” Homer’s treatment of violent is both near-adult and exhilarating in its attention to the physical.

Gonsalves noted, “Director Wolfgang Petersen is aboard Troy, and after a few hit-and-miss blockbusters (his last movie was the waterlogged The Perfect Storm), he has made his most robust yet complex film since Das Boot, the U-boat drama that launched him internationally.” There are so many grand-scale battle scenes in “Troy,” released in 2004, and Petersen films them easily yet with an emphasis on the insanity of the moment. We see individual one-on-one fights within the larger brawl, small fights where we can see that this man delights because of speed over strength, while that man wins because of sheer dumb luck. Other fights, like the one between the Trojan warrior hero Hector, played by Eric Bana, and a massive Greek enemy, are amazingly choreographed dances of rage and honor.

Bradd Pitt may take a few critical catapults and arrows just for having been cast as Achilles, the arrogant warrior and great hope of Greece, but he’s got the moves. Gonsalves noted, “Pitt has perfected a highly photogenic maneuver: he runs past an enemy, hops up with his heavy legs swinging, and jabs his opponent fatally above the shoulderblade — whap!” However, Pitt brings more to it. His Achilles is a great warrior who feels used by the greedy king Agamemnon, played by Brian Cox (having a great time) and has grown disapproving of the very forces that set him in motion towards glory in war – which means dislike of glory itself. (In Homer, Achilles rejects the heroic code, saying, “We are all held in a single honor, the brave with the weaklings.”) By contrast, Hector, as underplayed effectively by Eric Bana, is a strong warrior who would rather not fight – he’s seen enough fighting to appreciate any other sensible but honorable alternative.

This great war poem, hilariously, has a soap-opera energy: Hector’s brother Paris (Orlando Bloom) runs off with Helen (Diane Kruger), the wife of Agamemnon’s brother Menelaus (Brendan Gleeson). In the movie, Agamemnon uses his brother’s rage as a reason to start a war with Troy but really couldn’t care less about Menelaus’ pride. Gonsalves said, “The weak link of The Iliad turns out to be the weak link of Troy, especially since Orlando Bloom and Diane Kruger, twin pretty flowers, barely suggest the transgressive passion that incinerated a great city. Nevertheless, the story was always meant to focus on the men pitted against each other over such a trifling matter.” The fight between Achilles and Hector is amazingly realized, all the more hurtful because we can precisely read each mean’s emotions going into the fight (despite Achilles’ rage is silenced in the movie because he is now avenging his cousin, not his “friend”).

Gonsalves said, “If mesmerizing panoramas of mass carnage don’t pull you in, Troy has a major old warhorse in its ranks: Peter O’Toole, seldom seen onscreen lately, enters the movie humbly as King Priam, father of Hector and Paris, and commands the screen effortlessly.” When Priam meets Helen, O’Toole compliments her beauty, then delivers a single word, “Welcome,” and devotes those two syllables with an entire movie’s worth of meaning. You can hear the suggestion of Priam’s frustrations with his son, understanding of why Paris fell so hard for Helen, and acceptance of whatever this illegal love might bring to his nation. “He was born to end lives,” someone says of Achilles, and O’Toole was born to kick movies up another notch.

I remember when this film was coming out, I saw trailers for it online. However, since I was not old enough to see it, I had to wait some time before watching it. Even though my brother said he was going to take me, we never went. I think I was well into my adulthood when I saw the film as a rental from the library. As someone who is a Greek Myth fan, I think this film was enjoyable. Especially with Sean Bean playing Odysseus. See this movie if you haven’t because I give it a recommendation.

Next week, I will be looking at a novel adaptation in “Greek Mythology Month.” Sorry for the late posting, I took a nap.