2011 is, so far, the year of the dessert and the British period drama. I suspect these are not… unrelated. (:
Tonight: Sense & Sensibility (2008). It’s quite nice, but David Morrissey, good though he is, lacks that barely-contained-simmer that Alan Rickman contained so well.
The Duchess (2008)
Are you kidding me with that hat? Apart from the critters (…ew), it is amazing. I won’t pretend I didn’t wish my hair did that. (:
Jane Eyre
Dame Judi Dench and Fassbender? In period costume? Bring it. And I don’t even like the Brontës!
…well, except I am attempting to read Jane Eyre. My best friend’s English teacher mother tried valiantly to answer my, “seriously, why do people like these books?” at Thanksgiving. The answer that convinced me to try: it’s the soap opera ridiculousness of it all. So far: Jane is populated with many fewer jerks than Wuthering Heights.
Water for Elephants
Did this make anyone else think of Something Wicked This Way Comes? No? Just me? Ok.
This will, I think, make a better movie than it did a book, what with real live actors able to (hopefully) breathe a little life and pathos into Gruen’s somewhat cardboard-y trio.
Black Swan
Well that looks properly creepy, doesn’t it? Sweet. Vincent Cassel and Mila Kunis outweigh the Portman-factor for me, so I’m definitely in.
Howl (2010)
I have very little affection (read: none) for the Beats. Mostly: they annoy me. I won’t pretend part of that isn’t due to the generally exasperating experience of the modern poetry class in which I was introduced to the Beats in college, but my furrowed brow remains.
That said: I’d like to see this; maybe it’ll break that association for me so I can appreciate the work.
Peacock
I’d say the less you know about the movie before you watch it, the better; don’t look at me, I’m not going to spoil it for you. But I will say: I can’t remember the last time I saw a character’s wheels turning like that; Cillian Murphy kills it.
And! 90 minutes. So good.
The Last Airbender (via Bryce)
!!
Also: I really like the update to Aang’s arrows, getting their Air Nation symbol in there, very nice.
Mr. DiCaprio, having grown perhaps overly fond of his accent from “The Departed,” brings it along for the ride, and it spreads through the movie like a contagious disease. Teddy’s partner (pahtnah), Chuck Aule, played by Mark (Mahk) Ruffalo, is supposed to be from the Pacific Northwest but he seems to have left all his R’s back in Seattle.
All at Sea, Surrounded by Red Herrings, A.O. Scott, NYTimes
Cracking up over here. My favorite part of the review might be “Something TERRIBLE is afoot.” You and I both know all-caps like that is a set-up and he follows through quite well.
And then Fanny cuts her hair off and walks the heath, in the snow, reciting a Keats poem and weeping. Campion could have saved that bit by cutting to credits after the affecting wide shot of Fanny crossing a lea and her teenage brother dutifully trailing her, but she didn’t, so the movie squanders its promising beginning with a conclusion straight out of a term paper.
Bright Star « Tomato Nation
Yes, that. Straight to credits would have, for me, made the too long, too heavy scenes…worth it? Less noticeable at the very least. Fanny reading his work is something we already know she does: that groundwork’s been laid; on the heels of his death, she’s sure to continue but we don’t need to see it.
You see the ultimate irony with Avatar is that for all the time and money spent to make this movie in 3D, the story and characters were still stuck in one dimension.
(via Coudal)
It’s been awhile since I read or heard “irony” used correctly. Also: word.