EO is sort of a reimagining of the classic Robert Bresson film Au Hasard Balthazar. That movie had a lot of emotional heft, but EO, while taking advantage of modern filming techniques and technology, lacks the same feeling of significance. EO is a donkey, in the beginning, at a circus. He is well looked after by his performing partner Cassandra, but worked cruelly by the circus owner. The owner loses his animals in bankruptcy though, and so starts EO’s adventures. For the rest of the movie, he bounces around from place to place, never seeming to be in one home for too long. He is at times treated well or callously. He often has bad luck immediately following an act of kindness by a human, such as the time Cassandra finds him and visits, lifting his spirits; when she leaves, EO escapes his pen to run after her, only to get lost in the woods and witnesses a wolf hunt. Through much of it, EO continues to display an innocence, so just like any film where an animal is the main character, the viewer has to root for it. But I never did get as wrapped up as I did for Bresson’s donkey, and honestly, the ending of this one is a bit ridiculous. ★★½

Steven Spielberg is well known for his big blockbuster movies, but The Fabelmans is a throwback, a smaller, more intimate film, and not just because of its subject matter. Semi-biographical, it tells the story of a boy named Sammy Fabelman, starting with the first time his parents took him to a motion picture, and his subsequent love of making films as a teenager. Never a popular kid in school and with an increasing tension at home (his father adores his mother, but she is in love with a family friend), Sammy turns to movie-making to express himself. His home-made movies, beginning with a cheap 8mm camera and increasing to larger, more expensive cameras as the years go along, The Fabelmans documents Sammy’s coming-of-age. Spielberg first thought about making this movie in the late 90s, but he shelved the idea, due to fears of hurting his parents; you can tell he’s a strong family man, and while the film doesn’t paint them in a bad light, it does air their dirty laundry. This movie has been called Spielberg’s most personal film, and you can definitely see him pouring his heart into it, to tell the tale of a boy growing to love film. Outstanding performances by all, including Michelle Williams and Paul Dano as Sammy’s parents Mitz and Burt, Seth Rogen as the family friend Benny (who is torn between his feelings for Mitz and his devotion to his coworker/boss Burt), and relative newcomer Gabriel LaBelle as Sammy. ★★★★½

Bones and All is an unconventional love story about a couple cannibals (told you it was unconventional). Maren is a teenager being raised by her (seemingly) overprotective father in 1980s Virginia. When she sneaks out of the house one night to visit friends from school, Maren nearly bites off the finger of one of the girls, and runs home. Turns out Dad is so shielding of her due to her propensity for eating others. The two run to a new state (not the first time they’ve had to do this), but shortly after, Maren’s dad leaves her, leaving only a note on where she can find her mother, and a recorded message that he can no longer protect her. Maren sets out on a cross country trip to locate her mom, and maybe get answers as to why she hungers for human flesh. Along the way, she meets others like herself, because, as it turns out, they can “smell” each other. Some (Sully) seem nice but give out creepster vibes, while others (Lee) genuinely seem to be good. Lee though has his own secrets, and is unwilling or unable to discuss his past with Maren. Lee joins her on her quest to find her mom, and the trip will bring the two close. It’s at times a gruesome film (the sounds of the them feeding, even when off camera, will turn your stomach), but the acting by Taylor Russell and next-big-star Timothée Chalamet is arresting, and the always-reliable Mark Rylance as Sully is so vile that he sent shivers up my spine whenever he ventured into the scene. ★★★½

Devotion, based on a true story, tells the tale of Jesse Brown, a black naval air fighter, over the course of a single year, 1950. With high tensions with the Soviet Union and escalating skirmishes in the Korean Peninsula, Jesse and his fellow pilots are tasked with preparing in case of war. A half dozen of them are assigned the F4 Corsair, a fast plane with a penchant for getting its flyers killed, due to the special handling it requires. Jesse, having faced prejudice and racism all of his life to get to where he is now, is not about to back down from this challenge though. His flying skills quickly earn the respect of his fellow pilots, especially his wingman, Tom Hudner. Tom and Jesse form a bond, which they’ll take into Korea once war breaks out. A powerful film, with just the right amount of storytelling to give this true story some added heft, and it doesn’t hurt that you have Jonathan Majors in the lead as Jesse Brown. Majors’s meteorite rise (his first film role was just in 2017) is something to marvel at, but it is well deserved with turns in this, The Last Black Man in San Francisco, and, of course, as Kang in the next Phase of the Marvel series. ★★★½

The Inspection is an entirely different military movie, but one with more modern-day prejudices. Ellis French is a young black gay man newly enlisted to the Marines. Kicked out of his home by his mother at 16 because he is gay, he’s been on the streets for the last few years, watching his friends end up in jail or dead. The marines is a chance to avoid those fates, and maybe finally make his mom proud of him. But it will not be easy. Ellis faces hazing from his fellow recruits and even the instructors/sergeants. Only through buckling down and working his ass off is Ellis going to earn their grudging respect. Based on the personal experiences of writer/director Elegance Bratton, it’s a hard film to watch at times, but a decent one. Jeremy Pope is outstanding in the lead role of Ellis, but the others are just so-so, and unfortunately most of them are pretty staid, one-dimensional characters. Still, worthy of a watch. ★★★

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Marvel’s collective Cinematic Universe just keeps on chugging, with film # 31 hitting this past weekend. Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania starts their Phase 5, and after the bumpy septet of films of Phase 4 (highs such as Shang-Chi and the third Spider-Man, lows including Eternals and the fourth Thor), Marvel is trying to right the ship and give us a collective goal, i.e. the next Avengers team-up, and a new bad guy to root against. It also finally delivered a big vehicle for the Avenger’s tiniest member, and while some critics didn’t like the turn, I enjoyed seeing Ant-Man finally get his due.

Paul Rudd does comedy well, so he’s always been likable as the plucky crook-turned-superhero Scott Lang. In the beginning of the film, he’s enjoying the star life after helping to save the world from Thanos. He has his full family back together, but his daughter, Cassie, inadvertently sets up the future of the franchise when she sends signals down into the Quantum Realm for mapping. When Scott’s girlfriend (Evangeline Lilly as Hope, the Wasp)’s mom Janet (Michelle Pfeiffer) previously escaped the Quantum Realm, she left behind an evil man named Kang. A conqueror of worlds, Kang is nearly all powerful, but he is trapped there, and was supposed to have been forever trapped, until he hears Cassie’s signal. Kang (Jonathan Majors) pulls Scott, Hope, Janet, Hank (Michael Douglas), and Cassie into the Quantum Realm, in order to force one of them to use their shrinking powers to retrieve the device Janet had previously made inert, a device that will power his ship to continue ravaging the multiverse in his goal of destroying worlds. Whereas Thanos wanted to destroy whole populations in our universe, Kang has the ability to destroy whole worlds across the multiverse. Infinite possibilities and infinite numbers of people can be killed. In the Quantum Realm, Scott and his family and friends must find a way to stop him from escaping his prison, even as he uses the threat of Cassie’s death to force Scott to cooperate.

I always felt Scott Lang didn’t get enough attention in the films. Though this is his fifth appearance (2 solo films, plus Captain America: Civil War and Avengers: Endgame), it seems like he never got his due. When he’s in with the Avengers, he seems to only be around for comic relief, and his solo films have been more of the small-time variety, where his actions don’t have big consequences. Don’t get me wrong, I like street level superheroes (loved the Netflix Marvel shows, even Iron Fist (second season anyway)), but Ant-Man’s been around long enough to finally do something with big ramifications. It doesn’t get any bigger so far than with Kang, who will be the “next Thanos.” This movie isn’t perfect; it glosses over how Janet left a vicious autocrat behind when she escaped the Quantum Realm, without even looking into going back or sending help for the beleaguered people living there under this thumb. And as is the norm these days, the CGI is heavy, though it is done well. Majors is fantastic as the evil Kang, and the film is just cryptic enough to finalize out this plot, while leaving options for the future in how they want to develop his character moving forward. There’s also some nice cameos, including a character from long ago. ★★★★

God’s Country is touted as a slow burn thriller; definitely hits on the former, but only lightly touches on the latter. It stars Thandiwe Newton (Maeve of Westworld fame) as Sandra, a college professor from New Orleans who has transplanted to the back country of Montana. There, she butts heads with all of the good ol’ boys. For starters, a duo of men, who’ve been in trouble with the law before, go hunting on her land. When she asks them to leave, they continue to come around, leading to a confrontation. The local police don’t seem to be much help, only offering Sandra advice to leave them be and pick her battles. Sandra decides to make this her battle. What they don’t know is Sandra wasn’t a teacher in New Orleans, she was a cop, and she has the nerves of steel to get her way. There’s an explosive ending, but there’s some weird twists in the middle that threaten to derail the film before you get there. It basically tries to portray every stereotype of backwoods rural America, throwing every idea at the wall to see what sticks. Little does. Newton is solid, and it was fun spotting Jefferson White (Jimmy from Yellowstone, a very popular show right now) in a supporting role, but the movie is far too uneven to gather much praise. ★★½

Missing (lots of films with this title in the last 3 years; this one is the 2021 one from Japan) is also billed as a thriller, but if it developed into one, I didn’t stick around long enough to see it happen. The film starts out giving almost-comedy vibes. Kaede is a teen girl trying to care for her father Harada, who is depressed, unable to find his grip on life after the death of his wife and Kaede’s mom. One morning, Harada disappears, and after trying to hunt him down, Kaede discovers that her dad is hunting a serial killer he had previously stated he’d spotted in the area, hoping to nab him and get the reward money for the family. Now Kaede is looking for her dad and the killer at the same time. If it sounds weird, it is. For my tastes, it wasn’t exciting, it wasn’t gripping, it really wasn’t anything. I gave up about 45 minutes in. ½

When Utama starts, the viewer doesn’t know when it takes place. Filmed in the desolate Bolivian highlands, it is like watching the desert planet of Tatooine from Star Wars; this was never a fertile land, but the elderly couple of Virginio and Sisa have been able to get along there, until now. We soon learn that it is present day, and the couple, along with everyone else in the region, is facing a historic drought thanks to climate change. It hasn’t rained in a year, forcing people to travel further and further to fill buckets of water to transport back to their homes. Virginio goes out every day to graze his llamas, while Sisa tends the home. Virginio has a secret too: he’s very sick, with a terrible cough and a weakening body. He knows something is majorly wrong, but refuses to leave his way of life, even when some neighbors are considering a move to the city for a more comfortable life. The couple is visited one day by their grandson Clever, whose father has been estranged from Virginio for years. Clever helps out around the house, but when he hears Virginio’s cough, he urges his grandparents to finally leave the homestead. Virginio refuses; he will die first before leaving the only home he’s known. Unfortunately it may come to that. A forlorn movie about the passing of a lifestyle of an entire people, the story is aided by the wide open vistas of this beautifully barren land. ★★★½

Next Exit is a road movie, but it is a road movie with an interesting premise. A new scientific group is claiming proof of life after death, after a little boy is videotaped playing a card game in his bedroom with a shadowy figure, a game that purportedly only his recently dead father knew. While the group in San Francisco is asking for volunteers to come end their lives under supervision in order to record their passing and prove the science, the world has taken the news in the only way our world can: in extreme ways. Suicides are way up, with people no longer scared to die, while religious and political backlash butts heads with them. In this fraught environment comes Rose and Teddy, two New York City strangers who end up sharing a rental car to cross the country and “participate in the study.” Each has reasons for wanting to end their lives, and coming to terms with those past pains is what the movie obviously becomes. I’m sort of torn on this movie. It introduces a lot of food for thought (like the aimless pastor the pair come across, who is wandering along without a purpose now that the hope of religion is no longer needed or wanted by society), but I think the movie doesn’t quite reach the emotional heft that it seeks. It’s a decent enough picture, but not an overly memorable one. However, I would be interested in seeing future films from first time writer/director Mali Elfman, as there’s obviously promise there. ★★★

Ticket to Paradise is exactly what it looks like: lots of cheese, but a fun comedy for the older crowd (which, I guess, I’m turning into). Megastars Julia Roberts and George Clooney play Georgia and David, a long-divorced couple who have spent the last 20 years bickering, but they have always been there for their daughter Lily (Kaitlyn Dever). Lily is graduating college with her sights set on becoming a lawyer, but those plans are derailed when she and her friend go to Bali to celebrate their degrees. There, Lily meets a local, Gede, and falls head over heels for him, his homeland, and his family. 37 days after arriving, she emails her parents that she is getting married. David and Georgia set off immediately, under the guise of supporting her and seeing her wed, but actually with the intent to split up the new couple before they make the same mistake they themselves did. Hijinks ensue. You know how this is going to end, I knew how this was going to end, but I still enjoyed the ride. It’s completely predictable, but that’s not always a bad thing; it’s just the kind of throwback romantic comedy that thrived in the ‘80s and early ‘90s. If you are down for corny jokes and a little romance, you won’t be disappointed. ★★★½

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I’m late to the game on this one, as $2 billion worth of people have already seen Avatar: The Way of the Water. But I did finally have an opportunity to see it this weekend. Once one of the more highly anticipated sequels, when it finally came, it seems there were a lot of people wondering if it could duplicate the success of the first one (highest grossing film of all time, and adjusted for inflation, # 2 behind only Gone With the Wind). Those fears (by the studio, I’m sure, with its budget of $460 million, the highest for any film ever) have been put to rest; as of this writing, its total stands just over $2.1 billion, good for # 4 all time worldwide. But with all that money in the bank, does it live up to the hype? Mostly yes, but with some caveats.

The film takes place 16 years after Avatar, when the Na’vi, led by Jake Sully, repelled the Earthlings off their planet. In the intervening time, Jake and his wife Neytiri have raised a family, with two natural-born sons (Neteyam and Lo’ak) and a daughter (Tuk), and an adopted daughter (Kiri) born to Grace Augustine’s hibernating Avatar, left after she died. They’ve also taken in “a stray,” a human boy named Spider, who was left with the humans left the planet (babies cannot be put into hyper sleep for the trip back to earth). We soon learn that Spider was the late Colonel Miles Quaritch’s son, and he has been raised mostly unaware of the evil his father did.

Jake’s idyllic world comes to an end when the humans return. With Earth dying (its pollution was hinted at in the previous film), humans want to do more than just mine Pandora now, and they are looking to settle on it. And they brought new muscle to tame the Na’vi. They’ve grown new avatars, and implanted the memories of trained soldiers into those bodies, including Colonel Quaritch’s. Quaritch makes it his goal to capture Jake, seeing him as the key to taking the fight out of the Na’vi, since it was he who united the tribes to win the last war. After a close call, where Quaritch captures a couple of Jake’s kids and they barely escape, Jake decides to take his family far away, and relocates to an island village, inhabited by the Metkayina people. Despite still being Na’vi, the Metkayina are a different people. Living with the sea has brought evolutionary changes, and their entire way of life is strange to Jake and his family. While they are learning the new ways, Quaritch is not content to let his prize get away, and sets his brutal tactics to anyone who may give him information. Aided by his estranged and reluctant son Spider, Quaritch hunts Jake.

The film is long, at 192 minutes (a half hour longer than the first, which was already a long movie). Despite 3+ hours, it really didn’t feel long. That is in part to being such an incredibly beautiful film. In this day and age with every film chuck full of CGI, it’s hard to impress me, but this movie did. It is gorgeous throughout and creates a sense of wonder that you never lose. Having said that, the movie does suffer from, at times, being a bit too similar to the first entry. Jake (and this time, his whole family) has to learn the ways of the local people, in order to use those skills to fight off the bad guys. And at the end, director Cameron pulls out another old plot element from his past films (you’ll know when you see it), and it started to make me think that he only has a couple ideas floating around in his head. If, in the next sequel, Jake has to take his family to the volcano people and learn their way of life too, while a killer robot from the future travels back in time to hunt Jake Sully, I’ll really start to second guess this director’s bag of tricks. Still, looking at this film by itself, it’s solid, and worthy of more exploration. ★★★½

She Said is the based-on-a-true story about the two New York Times reporters, Megan Twohey (Carey Mulligan) and Jodi Kantor (Zoe Kazan) who were pivotal players in ushering in the #metoo movement. The film follows them as they research and build a case against Hollywood mogul Harvey Weinstein. Rumors have been rampant in the movie industry for decades about his behavior towards young women, but finally pieces start falling into place when Megan and Jodi start pulling at threads. If you followed the news about him, the movie won’t show anything really new, but the information is given in an emotionally charged way that will disgust you, as was the intent. Unfortunately there’s so much information to give that it bombards the viewer in an overwhelming way. The two reporters are constantly going to this or that person, making this or that phone call, in a breakneck speed, that little room is left for either actress to show her acting chops. I do think Kazan is a bit miscast, because I’ve always enjoyed her more in her quirky roles, and obviously there’s none of that here. There’s some emotional moments, as to be expected from the source material (an interview with Weinstein’s once-assistant Zelda Perkins, portrayed by Samantha Morton, will boil your blood; she’s amazing in everything she’s ever been in), but often the movie is just data/information overload. I don’t dispute the movie is important, and the result of the true-life revelations of these two reporters is paramount, but a movie is probably not the best way to do it (this film is based on a book, which I have not read, which is probably a better medium). ★★★

The extremely dark and morbid existence of the survivors in the post-apocalyptic world of Vesper is set with the opening title sequence: typography tells us that the world is living in a “new dark age.” In the far distant future and facing an ecological crisis, humans turned to genetic technology for its survival, but engineered viruses backfired, wiping out all edible plants and animals. Now, the elite few live in technologically advanced cities called citadels (which we never see), and the rest are scraping by as they can in the mud. The film’s main character is Vesper, a 13-year-old girl living alone with her paralyzed father. Her father is bed-ridden and can only communicate through a flying drone that follows Vesper around, which her father can talk through. Vesper, a brilliant young girl, has a lab where she is trying to break down the code in the wild (and often dangerous) plant life that now thrives in the world, hoping to make something edible again. Vesper’s mom left them a few years ago, to become a “pilgrim,” a mysterious group that salvages junk to build massive structures in a very cult-like way. The only other family around is Vesper’s uncle Jonas, who is the only person who can communicate with the citadels with his transceiver, and he trades his children’s blood for food with them (and wonders why they want young blood). However, the food he does get is very limited; food seeds given by the citadel have been engineered to only yield a single harvest, thus everyone is dependent on the citadel in perpetuity. Jonas is very much a bad guy, wanting Vesper to join his clan, as she is nearing fertility and he can use her to get more young to increase his riches. Into this volatile environment comes Camellia. She was traveling in a saucer from the citadel when it crashed, and Vesper, against her father’s wishes, nurses her back to health. Camellia has a secret though, one that will put them all in danger, and one that Jonas can use to further his ambition. This is a remarkable movie for its ideas and visual presentation, and while I thought it was really good, it could have been really great. Unfortunately it is one of those where its reach exceeds its grasp. It brings amazing, thought-provoking ideas to the table, but with a fairly thin plot, it doesn’t reach the awe-inspiring moments that it desperately wants. I feel like it could have been a genre-defining Matrix-like movie in the right hands, but it never gets there. ★★★½

The Menu is one of those quirky genre-bending films that is hard to define, with equal parts horror and dark, almost absurdist, comedy. The premise is simple: an elite chef, Chef Slowik, hosts the powerful and rich at his exclusive island restaurant, charging $1250 a person for the privilege of being served his premium cuisine. The cooks serving under Slowik are completely obedient and follow his strict regimen: they sleep together in a barracks, rise early to harvest the local fauna and edible flora for the evening’s meal, and begin meal prep. On this particular evening, the guests include the food critic who first discovered Slowik many years ago, a has-been actor still holding onto delusions of grandeur, a trio of privileged businessmen, an older couple who are regulars at Slowik’s island, and Tyler, a food lover and sycophant of Slowik’s. Tyler has brought his (seemingly) new girlfriend, Margot, who is just along for the ride. They all are in for a night they’ll never forget, if they survive it, because Slowik has a new “menu” prepared for these particular guests. Each of the guests, all expected by Slowik because of his reservation system, has a terrible secret or unfortunate event in their past, and Slowik will confront them tonight, with gruesome results. Each guest that is, except Margot, who replaced the woman Tyler was supposed to have brought. She is the one wrinkle in Slowik’s dastardly plans. The film is hilarious in its depiction of a high cuisine: when Slowik serves a bread-less bread plate for the second course (various sauces for bread dipping, with no bread), Tyler calls it a genius method of deconstructing the idea of bread as a meal, whereas others obviously think it is a joke. But the real joke on them comes when one of the cooks under Slowik kills himself in front of them, and his body is offered as a course. And even then, the night is still young. Never very scary but always very funny, this movie is engaging to the end, and you can’t help but laugh at the over-the-top machinations of Slowik and his team. Great cast too, including Ralph Fiennes, Anya Taylor-Joy, Nicholas Hoult, John Lequizamo, Judith Light, among others. ★★★★

Till is one of those movies which is based on an important moment in history, but which doesn’t translate well to a full motion picture. The film follows Mamie Till, mother of 14-year-old Emmett Till, who was lynched in Mississippi in 1955. Raised in Chicago and unaccustomed to the way of life in the south, Emmett was visiting family in Mississippi when he whistled at a white woman one day. This led to a few men showing up at his uncle’s door one night, pulling Emmett out of bed, and driving away with him. Emmett’s body was found in the water a couple days later, bludgeoned beyond recognition and shot in the head. His body was sent back to Chicago, and to make the world aware of the persecutions of black people in the south, his mother Mamie held an open casket funeral, with pictures of Emmett’s disfigured face splashed across newspapers across the country. The film continues from there, with the trial of his murderers and aftermath regarding the civil rights movement. It was definitely a turning point in civil rights and Emmett’s story should be known and taught, but as much as it pains me to say, the movie was just ok. It’s more of a feature for Danielle Deadwyler’s considerable talents in the lead as Mamie, and she is remarkable, but the movie goes on a bit too long, and the climax comes halfway through rather than the end. Skip the movie, and instead, go do some research on Emmitt Till, Mamie Till-Mobley, and Medgar Evers. ★★½

Lighting Up the Stars is a lovely film out of China, and one of the quiet, unassuming kinds of films that often come out of that country, though it has a bit more humor than I was expecting, which was nice too. The film follows a young man named San, who is set to inherit the family business, a mortuary. He doesn’t care for the business, just as it seems he doesn’t care for his old and frail dad (there’s mutual animosity there, which will get explored as the movie goes along), but San does want to get the business so he can sell it and move on. Those plans are put on hold from his latest “client.” A woman dies in her sleep, leaving an orphan, her granddaughter Xiaowen. Little Xiaowen, no more than 5 or 6 years old, is supposed to go to her uncle, supposedly her only living relative, but the man’s wife (a bit of a shrew) initially refuses. Xiaowen chases down San, demanding to see her grandmother. The brusque San doesn’t handle Xiaowen well, but he’s her last tie to her grandmother, so she refuses to go away. San ends up taking her in, and the two develop a bond. San helps Xiaowen deal with her grief, even as the girl helps him in turn mend his relationship with his father. But will it all come apart when Xiaowen’s mother, long thought dead, turns up? At turns hilarious and heart breaking, this is a lovely film for families (if your kids can handle the subtitles) and one that will leave you feeling all warm and fuzzy. Having recently spent a whole lot of time with my granddaughter (babysitting, while her parents were in the hospital for a few days having my second grandchild), I laughed hard at her antics and cried when she was upset. I’m usually not a fan of child actors, but the tiny Yang Enyou is a revelation. ★★★★½

• TV series recently watched: The Boys (season 3), Reacher (season 1), Willow (season 1), Handmaid’s Tale (season 5), Hell on Wheels (season 1)
• Book currently reading: The Second Generation by Weis & Hickman

When Knives Out was a huge hit in 2019, you knew a sequel would be on the table, and that sequel finally came out, with Daniel Craig returning as offbeat sleuth Benoit Blanc (similar to Agatha Christie’s famous Poirot character). There are similarities from the first Knives Out film: once again, Blanc doesn’t know who hired him, and once again, he arrives to a rich soiree, though this time, the murder has yet to be completed. Billionaire investor Miles Bron (Edward Norton) has gathered some of the people he is most invested in for a weekend getaway and “murder mystery” dinner on his private island off Greece. Miles has his hooks in each of them, so they each have a reason to hate him, and a real murder is definitely in the cards; good thing Blanc is there to solve it. The film is highly entertaining (like the first film, an all star cast helps, this time including Janelle Monáe, Leslie Odom Jr, Kathryn Hahn, Dave Bautista, Kate Hudson, and more), and the twists keep coming to keep you on your toes. Unfortunately, as a whole, the twists sometimes feel forced, like director/write Ryan Johnson is doing his damnedest to one-up the first film. I thought that one was nearly perfect (didn’t help my feeling for this sequel that I recently rewatched the first and was reminded of its brilliance); according to my review, I gave it 4 1/2, so I have knock this one down a notch to ★★★★

Roald Dahl’s Matilda the Musical (don’t let the wordy title scare you off) is a film adaptation of the popular musical, itself based on the popular child’s book. I saw the touring production of the musical at St Louis’s Fox Theater a few years ago, not knowing anything about it at the time (never read the book as a kid), and really enjoyed it. The film version is solid too. The story revolves around Mathilda, a young girl born to parents who, not only don’t appreciate her, they downright loathe her (her dad always refers to her as “a boy” since that’s what he wanted, to humorous effect in the film but which obviously bothers Mathilda). Her only escape is through books, and she reads everything she can get her hands on, and makes up her own stories when she doesn’t have something to read. Mathilda’s life changes when the local authorities realize she’s never been in school; her parents didn’t bother enough to send her. Mathilda starts school with dreams of learning new things, but those dreams too are dashed when she meets the school’s headmistress, Agatha Trunchbull. Ms Trunchbull calls the children at her school maggots, and rules with an authoritarian iron fist. Laughs and smiles are all-but forbidden. Mathilda’s only bright spot is her teacher, Ms Honey, who loves her kids and inspires them. There’s a secret at this school between Trunchbull and Honey, a secret that Mathilda will unravel as the film goes along. The movie starts great, with catchy songs, bright colors, and a fun atmosphere despite the dreary life Mathilda lives. The spunky Alisha Weir makes the most of her opportunity as Mathilda, portraying it with zest and a don’t-quit attitude, but it is Emma Thompson’s completely unrecognizable turn as Agatha Trunchbull that steals the show. How can the likable and attractive Thompson transform to such a despicable person?! If she doesn’t net an award or two this season, it’s a travesty. A lot of the jokes are for adults, but I think kids will like this one the most, with its memorable soundtrack sticking with them. ★★★½

White Noise is the newest film from writer/director Noah Baumbach, whose last picture, Marriage Story, was my favorite film of 2019. I read the book this film is based on back in 2016, and enjoyed its quirky and off-beat comedic style. This movie, recently released on Netflix, is getting middling reviews, but I like the director, I liked the book, so of course I was going to watch it. And thankfully, it’s a fairly faithful adaptation (big change at the end, but it works in the movie). The only knock is that the book is written from main character Jack’s perspective, so as a film, we obviously can’t get in his head. Even so, Adam Driver does a great job of giving Jack Gladney’s mannerisms life. If you’d like the gist (with some spoilers, so maybe only read the first half), read my review of the book. My thoughts on the movie: The comedy is definitely absurdist, as it was in the book. This may turn some viewers off if you aren’t expecting it, because other elements of the film (drama, even some thrills when the “Airborne Toxic Event” throws the town into a very real fear of impending death) don’t always mesh with the laugh-out-loud comedy, but it all comes straight from the pages of the book, and Baumbach expertly handles it all. Driver is the star; how he hasn’t won a major award yet is beyond me. Baumbach’s wife Greta Gerwig plays wife Babette Gladney, and she’s serviceable, though in my opinion she’s always been a better writer/director in her own right than an actor (and we’re all looking forward to her film Barbie coming out this year). I really enjoyed this film, but I can say with confidence that the majority of watchers will absolutely hate it. To each his own. ★★★★

Despite not doing well at the theaters, critics have been high on TÁR since its release, and it seems to be a dark horse favorite for multiple awards this season. I have to be honest, it takes awhile to build, and a good 30 minutes in, I was wondering if it was all hype, but stick it out and you will be rewarded. Cate Blanchett gives a tour-de-force performance as Lydia Tár, a world renowned conductor and composer, in a field that has traditionally been dominated by men. The film opens as she is being interviewed, and her list of accomplishments is staggering. Upcoming is a live recording of her conducting of Mahler’s 5th Symphony, which is generating lots of hype in music circles. Outwardly, she has everything, but as the film goes along, her carefully crafted persona begins to crumble, entirely through her own fault. First, a former protégé commits suicide, and immediately, whispers begin that the young woman was groomed and later cast off by the powerful Lydia Tár. At home, Lydia butts heads with her wife Nina, who also happens to be lead violinist/concertmaster in the orchestra, because Nina sees that Lydia is already eyeing her next fling, a young and brilliant cellist from Russia, new to the orchestra. There’s also the ousting of the group’s assistant conductor, a move orchestrated by Lydia, due to a perceived infraction, and when Lydia’s longtime assistant Francesca doesn’t get the job, more sparks flare. The narcissistic and power-hungry Lydia Tár refuses to see the cracks in her world, until by the end, those cracks are gaping chasms. It’s a brilliant film, made more interesting because, for myself coming from a musical background, I could definitely see characteristics of some of the musicians and the egos involved, and applaud the meticulous amount of research that went into making this film authentic. It’s a sharp look at how a person in a powerful position can use that capacity to bulldoze others, but how that way of life may finally be coming to an end in today’s post- #metoo world. ★★★★★

Another great film today; I can’t remember the last time I had some many good ones in a row! Hold Me Tight is not a film you’ll find easily, as it is an indie French film from 2021 that seems to have flown under the radar. I can’t talk about the movie at all without giving away a couple spoilers, so I urge you to stop here and go find it to watch. Those who don’t care to read subtitles can continue on. This film follows a woman named Clarisse who, in the beginning of the film, abandons her husband and two kids for an unknown reason. As the film progresses, we see Clarisse out on the road, while her husband Marc raises Lucie and Paul on his own. However, Clarisse has conversations with them from afar, in her head, and they answer back, and it takes awhile to know what exactly is going on. Much is explained 30 minutes in, when we learn that the family was vacationing in the French Alps one winter, when Marc took the kids out, and they were overtaken by a series of avalanches. With that particular area snow-covered now, the authorities have to wait until spring to retrieve the bodies. The whole movie so far, and the rest from here on out, is a fabrication in Clarisse’s head. Unable to confront her family’s death, she has concocted this notion that it was she that left them, so in her mind, she can pretend they are still alive at home, and their lives are continuing without her. The movie blends past and present, with scenes cutting between reality and Clarisse’s fiction, all on a dime, so you’ve really got to pay attention to keep up. And don’t forget to notice that the actors playing her kids change at one point too, and not just because they are getting older in the “years” that have gone by while Clarisse is away. It’s a beautiful and often heart-breaking film about grief and trouble letting go, and though the big surprise comes at that 30 minute mark, there’s still plenty to unwrap before the end. ★★★★★

• TV recently watched: The Witcher: Blood Origin (miniseries), The Empress (season 1), Guillermo del Toro’s Cabinet of Curiosities (season 1)
• Book currently reading: The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan

When my blog switched over from reviewing books to movies, I never envisioned that movies would become my passion. In 2019, I was super excited when I watched over 365 movies in one year; little did I know at the time that this would become the norm for me. According to my Letterboxd, I saw 401 in 2020, 380 in 2021, and 410 in 2022. That’s a lot of movies. Unfortunately, lately, it has started to seem like work, always feeling like there’s more to watch and “keep up on.” Having said that, it is time to take a “small” step back. I’m not going to disappear (in fact, I’ve already got a couple movies in the bag that I need to sit down and put thoughts to and post), but I’m definitely going to start 2023 watching less. I’ve got my second grandchild coming in January, and spending more time with them as well as re-visiting my own childhood by playing a couple video games that have been sitting on my shelf for a few years (yes, actual discs!) will give me a chance to reset. Please subscribe to my blog if you stumble across here, as I will still be posting a couple times a month, but I may watch half my “average” yearly total of films in 2023. I hope everyone has a good year!

And, as I always finish my blog posting what I’ve been watching/reading, here’s what I’ve been up to in the last week (had a lot of holiday time off!).

• TV series recently watched: Jack Ryan (season 3), Dahmer-Monster (miniseries), Wednesday (season 1), Squid Game (season 1), Peaky Blinders (seasons 5+6)
• Book currently reading: The Dragon Reborn by Robert Jordan

The Woman King is a fictional film based on the real-life warriors known as the Agojie, an all-female fighting group of the West African kingdom of Dahomey. Taking place in the 1820’s, it follows a girl named Nawi (Thuso Mbedu) who is turned over to the palace by her father after she refuses to marry. On the king’s grounds, Nawi is trained to be an Agojie, an elite fighter, whose current leader is General Nanisca (Viola Davis). Nanisca is a brutal fighter who demands perfection from her fellow combatants, as the kingdom of Dahomey is facing threats on all sides. Its king, Ghezo (John Boyega) is starting to openly rebel against the Oyo Empire in the area, much to the consternation of the European slave traders. Nawi has to do some quick growing up in this tough environment, and she’ll learn a lot about herself and the cruel world on the way. It’s a tough film to watch at times, as life in that time and place was not easy, but the acting by Davis and the others is superb, and the action/battles are fantastic. The movie isn’t entirely accurate, as while the real King Ghezo did outlaw selling Dahomey residents as slaves, he still profited greatly from selling captured enemies as slaves, something that all African Kings did in the day, which obviously wasn’t shown in the movie (they make sure we want to root for Dahomey as “the good guys”). But it is a stirring and emotionally exciting picture, and one with a high re-watchability factor. ★★★★

When the amazing trailers first hit for Amsterdam, showing the laundry list of A-list stars in it, I was all ready to get my tickets for opening night at the theater. Then the preview reviews hit, and I hesitated. Then viewer reviews hit, and I dropped it until I could watch it for free. Glad I didn’t spend money on this mess. It starts well enough: two war buddies (from WWI) come together in 1933 after their platoon sergeant dies suddenly. The dead man’s daughter wants one of the men, a doctor, to perform a fast autopsy, as she suspects foul play. They open the man up, and sure enough, find liquids in his stomach that would suggest poisoning. The group goes to meet the daughter afterwards, but suddenly she doesn’t want to be near them, stating that she’s in fear for her life. This comes just before she is pushed by a hitman in front of an oncoming truck, killing her instantly. Now the war buddies are suspected of her murder, on the run from the police, while they need to find out what greater conspiracy is going on. However, just when it should be getting good, the story is interrupted by a flashback, and the tone changes from serious to silly (even though it takes place in World War I). The movie nose dives from there. Absolutely inane dialogue, silly offshoot plots (and even the main plot is so convoluted that you’d need a map to keep track of it all), and a ton of characters I just didn’t care about. How far director David O Russell has fallen; it’s been 10 years since his back-to-back triumphs of Silver Linings Playbook and American Hustle. It’s easy to see that the stars are having a great time making the movie (maybe he’s put his “yelling” days behind him), I just wish the viewer was in on the fun. Twenty minutes into this film, Christian Bale’s character laughs, “I don’t know what is happening!” I’m right there with you. ★

Nanny is a decent drama/quasi-horror film about a woman from Senegal, Aisha (Anna Diop), who is here illegally, chasing the American dream. Her ultimate goal is save enough money to bring her 7-year-old son over too. To that end, she’s landed a cash-only job as a nanny for a wealthy New York couple and their young daughter. It seems like an awesome opportunity for Aisha, but things turn south pretty quickly. The mother, Amy (Michelle Monaghan), always keeps Aisha later than agreed, and never pays her the proper agreed-upon wages. Amy’s husband Adam (Morgan Spector) is often away for business, and while he is often kind to Aisha’s face, you definitely get that “good cop” vibe from him, that he doesn’t necessarily care much one way or the other. The only person that really loves Aisha is the daughter, but she obviously doesn’t have a say in matters. As time goes on, Aisha starts to have troubling visions, first in her dreams, and later in her waking moments. Some of these visions begin to interfere with and disrupt Aisha’s life, putting her job and even her life in jeopardy. I really loved the tense feeling of the family life in the high rise New York apartment, but I could have done without the increasingly esoteric visions/nightmares that Aisha goes through as the movie reaches its conclusion. ★★★

The Banshees of Inisherin is, in my opinion, one of the best movies of 2022 (though there are a handful of Oscar favorites I’ve yet to see). From director Martin McDonagh, whose last film (Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri) also rocked, this is a dark tragedy with strokes of laugh-out-loud comedy. It takes place on the tiny fictional Irish island of Inisherin in 1923, as mainland Ireland is tearing itself apart in civil war. In fact, the gunshots and explosions can be heard just across the bay. On Inisherin though, life is going along as it always has, with the tiny community all knowing everyone else’s business. Pádraic (Colin Farrell) is a simple, happy-go-lucky man, who enjoys having a beer with his best friend Colm (Brendan Gleeson) every day at 2pm. But one day, when Pádraic visits Colm’s house, Colm refuses to go to the pub with him. Shortly afterward, Colm announces he no longer wants to be friends with Pádraic, giving the somewhat lame excuse that he’s tired of just hanging out and drinking every day and never doing anything. Colm, a fiddler, wants to write a tune that will be remembered long after he’s dead, and condescendingly tells Pádraic that no one will remember him, no matter how nice he is. When Pádraic won’t leave him alone, Colm states that he will cut off his own fingers every time Pádraic talks to him, a threat he later follows through on. Pádraic, not exactly an intelligent man (at least not “book smarts”), doesn’t get Colm’s change of personality, and Pádraic’s sister, a very intelligent woman named Siobhán (Kerry Condon), who only stays on the island because a better opportunity has never presented itself, has a hard time making him understand. Viewers find it easy to root for Pádraic, a nice guy without a mean bone in his body (until Colm’s repeated rebuffs change him), but you have to also look at the other side of the coin and see that Colm just wants to leave something of a legacy when he is gone. As dark as the movie gets, there’s so much humor that you never get lost in the gloom. If you want to delve into symbolism, there’s plenty of that too, with comparisons between these 2 former friends and the civil war being fought just across the bay. Outstanding performances by the three mentioned actors as well as Barry Keoghan as a young man on the island who faces his own demons. One of those rare films that, when I finished it, I immediately wanted to watch it again. I feel there is meaning in every action and every spoken word. ★★★★★

Mona Lisa and the Blood Moon is one of those movies which, to the right viewer, probably really hits it out of the park. Unfortunately that viewer isn’t me. It’s about a young woman of Korean descent who’s been locked in an asylum for 10 years in a near-vegetative state. One day she just wakes up though, and uses mental superpowers to overwhelm the nurses and guards and escapes. Mona Lisa Lee is able to nonverbally command people to do her bidding, as long as she makes eye contact. Fortunately for her (or maybe unfortunately, as it turns out), she comes across a stripper named Bonnie Belle (Kate Hudson), who puts Mona Lisa’s powers to her own nefarious uses, such as getting men at the strip club to hand over all their money, or coming up to people at an ATM and making them withdraw huge amounts of cash for them. The whole time, Mona Lisa is being pursued by a cop (Craig Robinson) who was forced by her to shoot himself in the knee when he first attempted to apprehend her. It’s a silly caper with some thrilling elements, and the only thing that really sets it apart is an ultra-cool soundtrack of electronic dance music, which creates a unique vibe throughout the film. Parts of the film I really dug, but as a whole, it’s just not my cup of tea. A little too much a B-movie feel, and that’s not my game. But I definitely see others really getting into it. ★½

• TV series currently watching: Yellowstone (season 5)
• Book currently reading: Test of the Twins by Weis & Hickman

Over the last few years, I’ve seen many films starring Ingrid Bergman. In her long career, she’s headlined films by the best, directors you know from only their surnames: Renoir, Hitchcock, Lument, Rossellini, and Bergman (Ingmar that is! Maybe that’s a bad example here…). Many have seen those blockbusters, but fewer have seen her humble beginnings in Sweden, so up today are 6 of her films made in her home country, all but the last made before heading to Hollywood in 1939. The Count of the Old Town (1935) was her first credited role. This movie is (I guess?) a comedy, but laughs are few and far between. In a little corner of a city where all the residents know each other, an unknown thief has been plaguing the local businesses. The inept cops think it is one man, but he somehow always evades capture, even while the local hotel’s maid (Bergman) falls in love with him. Some silly subplots about the old guys in the area and their drinking games, as well as their attempts to find love with the aging ladies nearby. Pretty silly movie, but the highlight is Bergman sings a song halfway through. She’s young, but the talent is already there, and she’s really the only reason to watch this bore. ★

Know the old phrase, “It’s always darkest before the dawn?” It’s damn near bleak at the beginning of Bergman’s career. Walpurgis Night isn’t any better than her first film. In fact, if I rated that one a single star, this one should somehow be in the negatives. A completely inane movie about a secretary who’s in love with her boss, but he’s married to a shrew who won’t bear his children. The film starts with a solid 5-10 minutes of dialogue around the newspaper office about the country’s birthrate problem, with contrived arguments as to the causes of the low birth numbers, almost had me give up on the film before it had even begun. Even so, I only made it maybe 25 minutes in before calling it quits. Terrible editing, no flowing plot, it was sort of like watching a movie made up of quick, seemingly random acts strung together in no particular order. And the acting? For the most part, you’ll see better at your local high school. Many actors were carryovers from the silent era, and sound film doesn’t do them any favors. ½

Intermezzo, from 1936, gets a little better, mostly because we finally see more Ingrid Bergman, for its her first leading role. She plays Anita Hoffman, a pianist who begins the film as a teacher to acclaimed violinist Holger Brandt’s daughter. Holger is moved by Anita’s playing, and asks her to accompany him on an upcoming tour. On the trip, the two become romantically involved, and that secret isn’t kept. Holger’s wife demands a divorce, and while Holger is happy with Anita, he does greatly miss his daughter, leading Anita to make a decision that is best for her love. It’s all a bit over the top, but Bergman does finally get her chance to shine, and she makes the most of it. The film drew the attention of American producer David O Selznick, who brought Bergman over to Hollywood for her first American film, a 1939 remake of Intermezzo. For the male lead, Selznick got Leslie Howard, who only agreed to be in Selznick’s Gone With the Wind in exchange for a producer credit on Intermezzo. Can anyone imagine that film with Howard’s Ashley Wilkes? Oh what may have been! ★★

The American version of Intermezzo was still a couple years away, so in 1938, Bergman was still in Sweden, and made a couple films, starting with Dollar. A comedy, it follows a trio of married couples, each of which is unhappy in marriage, and enjoy flirting with one of the other spouses in their circle of friends (much to the chagrin of the spouse left on the outside, until they go and flirt with someone else on their own). All these (mostly harmless) dalliances lead to jealousies, which lead to angst in the marriages, which lead to more flirting. The movie is humming along pretty well until the sextet go on a skiing trip together, which one of the husbands, a doctor, eyes as a business trip. Also coming to the ski resort is a wealthy American, who the doctor wants to hit up for investing in his clinic. The American though comes crashing through the door and upending the precarious status quo between the couples. The movie falls off the rails there for awhile, and becomes overly melodramatic, losing the comedic elements that made the first half so entertaining. In the end, I was left wondering, regarding their marriages or even their flirting, how much these people even cared about any of it, which made me guess how much I should care about the film in general. ★★½

A Woman’s Face was also released in 1938, and, finally, I get a good one. Bergman plays Anna Holm, a disfigured woman with half her face marred by a burn scar. Looked down upon her whole life and with no family or friends, she’s turned to a life of crime, running a blackmail ring with a couple thugs. When the movie begins, they have 2 scams going. One involves love letters from a doctor’s wife to her boyfriend; Anna is using the letters to blackmail $10k from the wife so the letters don’t go public. However, when going to the doctor’s house for payment, Anna is surprised when the man arrives home early and she is caught trying to flee through a window. When his wife says they shouldn’t call the police (for fear that Anna will reveal the love letters), the doctor is moved to help Anna pro-bono, and does surgery to remove her scars, for which Anna returns the letters to the wife. With a newly made beautiful face, Anna is free to act on scam # 2. A man named Torsten is already deeply in debt, but he has hinted that there is a single obstacle to him coming into a fortune. He previously said he needs a beautiful young woman to get close to Torsten’s uncle, the head of a vast company. Anna (and we viewers) suspected Torsten was hinting at some sort of affair, but when Anna takes the role and gets close to the family, we find that Torsten’s goal was much more sinister. Torsten will inherit his uncle’s fortune if his nephew, the wealthy owner’s orphaned grandson, is eliminated. Anna, who has turned over a new leaf and has become attached to the boy as his governess, balks at the dastardly deal, but Torsten will not let things settle when he’s this close to the money. Fantastic film, with awesome twists and superb storytelling, and Bergman shows that she has started to hone her craft into the star she was on the cusp of becoming. FYI, this film was also remade 3 years later — directed by George Cukor and starring Joan Crawford in the lead. ★★★★

After the American Intermezzo, Ingrid Bergman returned to Sweden for one more film, 1940’s. June Night, where she gets to play a noir-style femme fatale. In the beginning of the film, Kerstin Nordbäck gets into an argument with her boyfriend, Nils, and he pulls a gun out and shoots her in the chest. Kerstin survives, and Nils is charged with attempted murder. At his trial, Kerstin begs for leniency for him, saying his actions were her fault. We don’t know what she means by this until the very end of the film. The trial is a sensation, and tabloid journalist, Willy, splashes the story everywhere. Once Kerstin is healed, she wants to start anew, somewhere where she won’t be recognized, so she changes her name to Sara Nordanå and moves to Stockholm. In a strange twist of fate, one of her flatmates at her new home is dating Willy. Also, “Sara” catches the eye of a young doctor at her new office (who is supposed to be dating one of her friends), and we start to see why Sara blames herself for Nils’s attack. Apparently wherever she goes, men are captivated by her. Like the above film, Bergman gives a tour-de-force performance, commanding the viewer’s attention in every scene she’s in. I loved the ending of the movie, where we see that the more things change, the more they stay the same. ★★★½

• TV series currently watching: Clark (miniseries)
• Book currently reading: Test of the Twins by Weis & Hickman

After being pushed back 6 or so months after Will Smith’s controversy at last season’s Oscars, Emancipation finally hit theaters and Apple TV+. It is based on the true story of a slave named Gordon (named changed to Peter in the film), a man whose picture depicting the criss-crossed scars resulting from life-long whippings and abuse stirred a nation and the world. In the beginning of the film, Peter is being removed from the plantation in Louisiana where he’s lived for many years, because the confederate army is conscripting slaves to work on a nearby railroad for the war. Peter is torn from his family, and we immediately see his defiant nature. Peter was not born a slave; he and his wife are from Haiti, and he’s never lost his spirit nor his desire to be free. Life at the confederate army camp is brutal, with slaves being worked literally until they die, if they aren’t killed sooner for not working fast enough. Some time later, a rumor comes through from a returned runaway that the north is freeing slaves, and that the northern army has gained a foothold at Baton Rouge, just 5 days journey away. Peter is willing to take this chance to get away. He and 3 other slaves make a run for it at the first opportunity, but a slave hunter (played devilishly by Ben Foster) sets out after them. Peter never learned to read or write, but he knows the swamps of Louisiana, and uses all of his cunning to evade the hunters. I’m sure director Antoine Fuqua wanted a deep, resonating film, but it comes off as more of an action flick. As far as war films go, the end result is more The Patriot than Glory, but that’s still not too bad (who doesn’t like The Patriot?!). It desperately wants to be more, but its contemplative moments seem more like small diversions from the action, rather than true moments of clarity. The director is still trying to match the critical success of his breakout Training Day 20 years ago; since then he’s had good movies, but nothing stellar, and several downright bad movies. For every Training Day and The Equalizer, there’s The Equalizer sequel or The Magnificent Seven (or, worse, Southpaw or The Guilty). ★★★½

Warriors of Future is a Hong Kong film that took a very long time to get made. Three years in development before production finally began in 2017, and then post-production and VFX taking forever (especially after COVID hit), the film finally saw release this year. It’s a sci-fi film in the vein of Space Sweepers, a movie I quite enjoyed. Don’t expect anything more than great special effects and you won’t be disappointed. Taking place just a couple decades in the future, the Earth is on the cusp of environmental collapse, pushed to the edge by pollution, global warming, and advanced warfare between nations. Cities are only surviving thanks to large biodome ceilings erected over them to protect their inhabitants. To make matters worse, a meteorite crashed in Hong Kong, carrying an alien plant species which grows at breakneck speed whenever it is exposed to moisture. However, a scientific breakthrough may solve both problems. A virus has been built which, when inserted into the alien plant, causes it to go dormant, stop growing, and also release air-purifying gases, lessening the pollutants that are endangering the planet. A team of military veterans must get to ground zero, where the plant’s center is, to insert the virus, and it must be done before a big rain storm comes in, which would trigger the plant to destroy all that’s left of the nation. Unfortunately, not everyone wants to see the plant destroyed, and the soldiers must battle the plant, it’s alien protectors, as well as super robots sent in by their own military commanders. Dialogue’s not great, the story is flimsy at best, but the film delivers heart-pounding action and (mostly) fantastic sci-fi effects. Turn your brain off for 90 minutes and sit back and enjoy. ★★★½

There’ve been a couple Pinocchio stories released over the last couple years, one great and one not-so-great. Guillermo del Toro’s Pinocchio is the latest. Another film which took a very long time to get made (the director first announced it way back in 2008), it is a stop-motion animated film, reimagining the original story to 1930s fascist Italy. During World War I, popular local carpenter Geppetto loses his son Carlo when bombers hit his city. 20 years later, Geppetto has never recovered; he never returned to working, and spends his days drinking at the site of his son’s grave, looked over by a tree planted in his memory. One night, in a drunken fit, Geppetto cuts down the tree and puts together a wooden boy in his grief. Over the night, a wood sprite visits the shop and gives Pinocchio life, and tasks a sentient cricket (Sebastian “J” Cricket, *ahem*) to look after the boy. The sprite promises Sebastian that if he does his job, the cricket will be granted one wish in the future. And so the story begins. This is definitely not your family Disney version. Geppetto doesn’t immediately embrace this strange wooden boy in his house, and Pinocchio isn’t imbued with the desire to be a “real boy” (and thus doesn’t even attempt to obey directions in the beginning); he only wants to explore and experience new things. The film is also very dark and even scary at times. However, the sense of magic permeates, and while parents of the youngest of children should stick to the cartoon, older (maybe 10-ish?) kids will be fine and probably really enjoy it, and adults may be reminded of plenty of lessons that should never be forgotten. A heart-warming story of love and sacrifice, gorgeously told. ★★★★★

OK, I couldn’t help myself. Had to watch Clerks III. I’ve been (mostly) a Kevin Smith fan since the very beginning, and even those films that most people love to hate, I still (mostly) enjoy. If you think you are going to find anything different in Clerks III, you’re kidding yourself. Much like Jay and Silent Bob Reboot was a rehash of their first road film, Clerks III is a rehash of the first Clerks picture from way back in ’94. They even tell some (many?) of the same jokes. Dante and Randall are now co-owners of the Quick Stop, with Jay and Silent Bob running a (legal) marijuana dispensary in the old video store next-door. In the beginning of the film, Randall has a near-fatal heart attack, causing him to second guess his life. He randomly decides to make a movie chronicling his life, the script of which is, of course, the script from the first Clerks movie. They bring all the (now much older) actors back to recreate their scenes, so it becomes a big walk down memory lane, even with some love for the universally-panned Clerks II, as well as easter eggs for all of Smith’s other films. The end of the film strays a bit too far into sentimentality for me, but I’ll allow it. Lots of cameos as we’ve come to expect from Smith, which are fun (and short). I think this film is really just for the fans though. If you are, you’ll find plenty to laugh and reminisce about. If you aren’t, you should save your time. ★★★½

Lady Chatterley’s Lover is the newest film version of the once-banned book by oft-censored author D.H. Lawrence. The film begins with Connie’s marriage to the Lord Clifford Chatterley, just before he heads off to fight in the Great War. He returns a paraplegic, and becomes entirely dependent on his young wife for care. Initially, he refuses any other help, so Connie is at his side day and night, and everything in their life revolves around him; they even leave London, where Connie enjoys her family and friends, to go to his familial estate out in the country, where life is less hectic for Clifford. He seems a nice man, caring about his wife’s health and well being, even going so far as to suggest she seek male companionship elsewhere, since he no longer works “down there.” He hopes to get something out of her tryst too: an heir, to carry on his name, as long as no one else knows about the paternity. At first, Connie is aghast, but only until she starts hanging around the estate’s gamekeeper, Oliver. A strong everyman who is everything that Clifford is not, Connie is quickly swept off her feet, and once she insists that Clifford allow others to help care for him besides herself, she has even more time to run and be with Oliver. But Clifford has a dark side that has until now been mostly unknown: he doesn’t care that Connie finds a man to impregnate her, as long as the man is still of their station, and not “beneath them.” He will not take well to learning of her dalliance with the help. As a period drama, the film is just a notch above “ok.” Lots (and lots) of sex, just like the book, but I do feel the modern telling of it was easier to follow than the long-winded Lawrence novel, and the performances of Emma Corrin (from The Crown) and Jack O’Connell (from, well, everything) as Connie and Oliver are quite good. ★★★

• TV series currently watching: Peaky Blinders (seasons 3+4)
• Book currently reading: All the Light We Cannot See by Anthony Doerr