Hey there, folks! It’s January and time for snow… and movies! Yes. This weekend’s crop of new flicks is mellow. There aren’t any out-and-out hits, which isn’t so bad. I mean, we need the lull, right? Especially when things have hit a new height of crazy in our capital. So let’s take a look at something we can control: what to watch this weekend!…
All in all, not bad! What saves this drama about the interaction between billionaire quadriplegic Philip and his caregiver Dell is the chemistry between leads Byran Cranston and Kevin Hart. Philip has lost the use of his limbs thanks to a stupid paragliding accident, and, understandably, has all but lost the will to live. So he hires the one (poorly qualified) man he thinks won’t have a problem with the DNR clause.
His assistant (Nicole Kidman), determined to fire the ex-con, warns him he has three strikes. But as time goes on, the arrangement works out well—culturally speaking, that is. This movie is all about the cultural differences between the two men—not the logistics of…well, who wipes Philip’s a**: Dell downright refuses to go there. There are parts where the movie seems confused about its identity: does it want to be a comedy, or a drama? Still, it’s not a bad choice. Check out the trailer:
Please thank Kevin for toning it down.
It’s about time for another one of these, what with IBM having just revealed a quantum computer at CES. This movie raises interesting questions about robotics, cloning, and memory transfer. Unfortunately, just as crunch time approaches, the flick turns into a silly action sequence. What a waste! The cheap-looking set design doesn’t help.
But let’s see what does work: Keanu Reeves. He does his best acting when he does not speak, so it’s a good thing he doesn’t have a lot of lines. He plays William Foster, a scientist at Bionyne, hard at work on a project that will let him transfer a newly dead person’s neural pathways into a synthetic body. He decides to test his technique when his family is killed in a car accident—not advisable, illegal, and all sorts of bad things, but he’s desperate to keep them around any way he can.
It’s a lovely story idea, and could’ve been one h*** of a movie, but the script fails us. Have I said that enough times to you, my lovelies? The script is all-important. Never scrimp on a writer’s salary—it will cost you millions, not to mention, your reputation. Coming back to this unfortunate feature—it will strike you as camp. Sorry, but I don’t think it’s worth the theater ticket. Here’s the trailer:
Save your cash for John Wick 3.
ON THE BASIS OF SEX
A biopic about Ruth Bader Ginsberg, the lawyer-turned-Supreme Court justice who continues to combat gender discrimination. It’s predictable, but a really-well acted, well-produced one, directed by Mimi Leder and written by Daniel Stiepleman (Ginsburg’s nephew). Felicity Jones (Jyn/ Star Wars: Rogue One) is wonderful in the lead role (originally intended for Natalie Portman); Armie Hammer plays Marty Ginsburg, and Justin Theroux ACLU legal director Mel Wulf. You’ll totally, totally enjoy this history lesson… if you’re a Ginsburg fan. Here’s the trailer:
RBG was better.
And that’s it for me! Now back to the shut down. Any one want to wager when it’ll end? Tweet me!