A buddy-movie for ladies,
As these two every-women, hit the road,
Just looking to unwind, from their daily grind,
Until some more serious circumstances unfold.
Director Scott leans heavily on Americana,
with a flurry of blue-collar honky-tonks and country kitsch,
The open road and wide expanses of the West,
Pair perfectly as these two, wild women get their kicks.
Thelma and Louise is a small script made monumental,
by heavy hitters Sarandon, Davis and Scott.
Like a pop-song that hits all right notes,
You want to ‘just keep going’ until you drop!
Robert Evans, what a magnificent bastard
– in all the best ways.
A excessive life in the movie business,
dropping names and stories for days.
In this captivating bio-pic,
we are like guests at his personal bar,
Sipping champagne, while he holds court,
A private screening, where he’s the star.
The film is well organized
Well edited and overall, well told,
but its Evan’s raw and imposing voice-over
Which immediately takes hold.
Evan’s life is the stuff of Hollywood legend,
No apologies, no explanations – some regrets.
Love him or hate him you decide.
But worth the ride? You bet.
John Casablancas, I didn’t know who he was,
But now I feel, I know a tiny bit,
Models and sex – he was an insatiable playboy,
Who seemed to love his life’s every minute.
This movie pulses with interest, as Casablancas
Fondly remembers his remarkable life.
Filled with gorgeous women, power and money,
Made real by Casablancas’ personal insight.
But, dig deeper and you might see,
a lifetime of longing and misery,
Dissatisfaction and an appeal for meaning.
In this whitewashed world of fashion and industry.
Sometimes a person who has everything, has nothing
And struggles to define their life with vice,
Here proud confessions sometimes appear as hubris
And prove that nothing comes without a price.
With big name stars and prime spot on HBO,
This film might appear, as a hidden gem,
And after watching it, I can now stay,
How can I get 1.5 hours, of life back again?
Ok – basically a kid has special powers,
and two guys are driving him around for protection,
But they forgot to say, where they are going,
What are his powers, and why any of this deserves our attention.
A plot missing acts, setup or even basic points,
this movie encourages little reflection
(Meh) night special, or Midnight (Not So) Special,
Widely misses the mark, whatever its intention.
King Kong the story,
is basically beauty and the beast,
And in the last few cinematic iterations –
A representation of man’s hubris and gluttony.
In this version we see youth (Bridges),
Innocence & beauty (Lange),
And corporate greed overrun,
Into a catastrophic tragedy.
Rick Baker’s Kong,
gives the big guy some depth,
While Lange’s breakout performance,
Leaves viewers occasionally holding their breath.
Rich, color cinematography,
offers what the old Kong can’t
But this version lacks the punch,
And is emotionally scant.
Not a critical favorite,
but maybe a cult, guilty pleasure
If you can hurdle the movie’s flaws,
It’s a fun ride, you have to stand back to measure.
We are in Scorsese’s imagination now,
Loosely based on late, 19th century New York city,
Where colorful characters, gangs and violence,
Rule without fear or pity.
Young Amsterdam Vallon (Leo),
is on a hero’s quest of revenge,
befriending his enemy,
and sleeping in the lion’s den.
It’s a tumultuous time for Americans,
Experiencing war and growing pains,
And after the big dust up,
there’s no telling who will remain.
Stylistic, unique and wholly original,
This historic film electrifies the past
With Scorsese’s touch and this talented cast,
It’s a story that’s bound to last.
Third world meanies, are menacing the streets,
Where the good guys, are just trying to do their part,
Make it through the day, get some pay,
with the occasional, (manly) heart-to-heart.
Suddenly the ambassador’s compound is raided,
And the US team takes a major dive,
The fight is then taken to the secret CIA base,
Where our heroes fight,
to keep the egg-heads alive.
Ridiculous bravado and patriotic banter,
Bookend video game-level violence,
But taken with a satirical slant,
You might actually be able to enjoy this.
Visually stunning and generally “ok” acted,
13 Hours does entertain
Just engage your inner 13 year old
and remember to turn off your brain.
Patience is a virtue, in this sea,
For the plot to unfold, takes an eternity.
Under duress, Arthur (Matthew McConaughey), boards a plane to Japan
And soon finds himself, helping an injured man.
But in this forest, nothing is as it seems,
Darkness and confusion, dovetail with dreams.
Why is he there? And who is this other man?
It is your task (poor viewer), to try to understand.
Van Sant takes a chance, but the pace is chore,
A lot of of very little, – I’m guessing less is more?
But it just might leave you thinking, as timelines collide,
When the movie neatly wraps up, with an a-ha moment on the side.
Jason’s (Zac Efron) a young up and comer,
who’s trying to have it all,
engaged to an over-bearing hottie,
and securing his future in boring, corporate law.
But now comes the odd coupling,
and an epic road trip with his recently widowed grandpa (Robert DiNero),
and he’s about to find out,
that there’s some spark in this old man after all.
and obtusely profane,
Dirty Grandpa, tries desperately
to inhabit a hip domainn
How the mighty have fallen,
as Dinero shuffles and squints for a buck
And if you’re looking for something original,
You are out of luck.
A few laugh out loud moments,
a fleeting glimpse of a plot
Worth your hard earned $12?
Dirty Grandpa is not.
Seattle in the 90’s,
plaid, coffee and grunge,
It’s a burgeoning city
with a rockin’ young person buzz.
Enter the businessman,
the free spirit and wanna be rock star,
everybody’s looking for somebody,
while trying to find out who they are.
It’s a coming of age / coming of place tale,
tinged with (soon to be) classic Cameron Crowe pith,
these dilemmas are as timeless
as loss, love and life’s relationships.