Trolls in NY (yawn)

I cannot and will not bring myself to say anything negative about Guillermo Del Toro. Like Peter Jackson, the man has achieved a lifetime of acclaim with Pan’s Labyrinth and The Orphanage, and may well rest on his laurels for the rest of his living days. Hellboy II – The Golden Army liberally uses animal motifs, but in aggregate ends up missing out on both originality and believability. Perhaps it is the backdrop of New York that makes is so over-the-top. Troll gates below Brooklyn Bridge remind one of Harry Potter, while the Troll city itself appears like something out of Star Wars. More Star Wars – Attack of the Clones when the troll army rises. By the end of the movie, I am not sure what to believe. But again, a great movie!!!

Sinner or Saint?

Hoffa stars Jack Nicholson and Danny De Vito at their arsonist best. In times where the divide between labour and management was far wider and more un-bridged that it is now, it is hard to distinguish the business leader from the mafia, the union leader from the law-breaker and anarchist. In a day and age where rampant unionismis bringng down auto majors and sundry others in manufacturing America, the return to outright conflict with labour is a sobering thought

A Mind of Horror

A movie that starts as a horror flick and ends as a thriller, Identity has a motley crowd brought together by sheer chance to a remote motel. While you are speculation on who or which of them is bumping them off one by one in true Agatha Christie “And Then There Was None” style, the movie takes a sudden and unexpected turn. And while you are trying to make sense of the same, the movie again veers unexpectedly in the last one minute or so. A movie for a day when you wouldn’t mind the occasional jaw-dropping surprise or two.

The Truth is Out There in Shades of Gray

X Files - I Want to Believe is a brave movie that deviates from the paranormal routine. While it may alienate the die-hard fans of the franchise flocking the halls in droves for what once used to be their daily dose of being privy to sundry government cover-ups, as a standalone movie this one excels. There is a debate through the movie on stem cell research – the dark side of human trafficking and experimentation, and the healing power and potential of the very same research. There is the moral ambiguity of the prescient who can save lives but otherwise has had a very twisted past. This is a very human edition of the X Files rather than being simply a science fiction movie. Looking at the previous edition, the science fiction avatars would have had a limited shelf life anyway. And the ageing of Scully definitely does not help.

How not to do a Heist

Watching Quentin Tarantino movies in reverse has serious drawbacks. The template of quotable quotes, asynchronous retro music, and chapters in movies – it probably all started here. And what a start. A heist is committed. It goes all wrong. The men, none of whom are known to each other by their true identities, are looking for the mole in their midst. You can look at Reservoir Dogs as sheer human cruelty – a man bleeds to death, a policeman is almost set alight and eventually killed almost as an afterthought. In the end, there is a Western-style showdown, out of acrimony, and the movie is over. Another experiential Tarantino tale – over the top, mindblowing, unforgettable. A classic.

Minority Report II

America says – we like our sense of humor, thank you. And the problems of the world – well, don’t bring them here to our homestead. The great insularity turns upon itself, tale a good long laugh, in You Don’t Mess With the Zohan. Over the top action and downright sleazy humour bring reminiscences of Harold And Kumar and Hot Shots Part Deux. This movie is fun to watch, but you will not leave the movie hall roaring with mirth. In its own way, it touches upon racial conflict, the unchecked might of corporate America, and the simple theme of following your dreams. These themes recur movie after movie because there are no easy answers to any of these.

Play it Again Donna!

I was singing on my way to Mamma Mia. I was singing for hours and hours after. The music is timely and brilliantly intertwined into, well, the musical. For us in crummy Mumbai, the elegance of opera is a far cry. But a good English movie with a high quality cast and great music is truly uplifting. Who would think that the dapper Pierce Brosnan used to be Bond till not too long ago? I guess the mantle of promiscuity went to Meryl Streep (Donna) here, hands down. And what fun it was.

Suspend Belief, Have popcorn and fun

Brendan Fraser is our new Indiana Jones, but in Fantasyland. What is striking about A Journey to the Center of the Earth is that a lot of bogus science is thrown in at the appropriate places to make the movie somewhat believable. There will apparently be a sequel to this, like for The Mummy. Good fun – watch this in 3D with the kids. One of those Use and Forget movies.

Difficult and Depressive

Some movies can be read as easily as a fifth standard textbook. Others are as tough to decipher as the most abstruse poetry. The Tenant is a Roman Polanski movie that perhaps does not have a single interpretation as to its meaning – and that is quite the pleasure of watching a movie such as this. Trelkovski is a perfectly normal, if slightly more sober than the rest, tenant, who moves into the apartment of a woman (Simone Choule) who has recently attempted suicide and is lying in a hospital. The superficial relationship between Trelkovski and Stella, the persecution (or persecution complex) of Trelkovski, and the descent into depression and suicide, and the scream of a dying man (or woman?), bring out the angst of the immigrant, stereotyped, persecuted and inevitably given less than his due.

End of Days

De Niro and Pacino come together after more than a decade (Heat) for the movie Righteous Kill. It is poignant to see the passing of two great stars – the dialogue does not quite carry the punch of yesteryears, and the ending is quite predictable and not much of a twist. Having said the above, the movie is still worth a watch – there is still fire in those old bones, and a good supporting cast make up for some of the ageing in the star attractions. Watch this for its own sake, but comparing it to the likes of Heat and other sundry classics could be disturbing.

A Lesser League

Is A League of Their Own a politically correct movie? Not quite – it goes over the top way beyond a reasonable level of depiction of gender prejudices – a near perpetually drunk Tom Hanks who can barely comprehend the progress of his team, and a talent scout (Jon Lovitz) who is not exactly your average role model as far as his dialogues and general predisposition towards the world at large is concerned. This is a feel good movie that takes more than a passing swing at the prejudices of the time even as it regales us with laughter and all the hackneyed positive elements of sports movies.

Journey of an Era

I watched The Motorcycle Diaries in fits and starts. Yes, that kind of does not allow for one strong lingering lasting feeling. Notwithstanding that, I would rate this movie as easily among the best I have ever seen. Several critics have apparently noted the "uneventfulness" of the movie. I think they could not miss the point more. At a very basic level, the movie fills you with a near-immediate urge to travel. Not out of an itinerary, but travel linked to your specific interests, travel that is all about improvization, travel that widens your horizons in whatever you take an interest in, be it love or leprosy. Then, the travel itself. The journey in the movie opens your eyes to South America in a different age, and the series of influences that could convert an average medical student to an unifying force for a continent. This movie should be made mandatory viewing for studying the "right" kind of influences towards having political aspirations. Somehow, the simple concerns of adequacy and safety when the journey begins, fade away into the distance, and the viewer is left with an experience and message of a lifetime.

Pretty, Quirky

Many of the elements of Quentin Tarantino's cult classic Pulp Fiction are to be found in say Kill Bill. The retro music, the quirky character portraits and disjointed engagements, the engaging dialogues - all combine to give a disengaged portrayal of a loosely connected sequence of events, acted out by unforgettable characters. The movie is a difficult one to judge, inasmuch as it probably defined a (limited) genre in itself. What makes it particularly stand out is the performances of the entire star cast - especially the (questionable) redemption of Samuel L Jackson, the "day in the life" of Bruce Willis, the chemistry between John Travolta and Uma Thurman, and the righteous anger of Ving Rhames. Does it all collectively make sense in the end? No, but that is not quite the point.

Who's the Man?

It seems that Pixar will be the most defining force in the history of animated movies. Every movie seems to set a new threshhold of the kind of content and emotive appeal that can be delivered through the animated medium. Wall-e is more thought provoking than say Ratatouille but far from being a grim morality tale. This is the first movie that I can think of that truly brings life to robots - does not "humanize" them in an I, Robot kind of way but gives them unique attributes. If acted out by humans this would be a truly dystopian tale, curiously enough, it is the mechanical Wall-e and Eva, along with the maverick robots on board the Axiom that deliver a telling message without making it too depressing for comfort. A truly un-missable movie.

Decisions, Decisions

Indian-born director Bharat Nalluri brings easy familiarity to his portrayal of a love quadrangle, and disentanglement by a governess short on luck thus far, in Miss Pettigrew Lives for A Day. What is unexpected is the near-perfect casting and depiction of London society in the 1930's. A simple movie about choices - wealth, fame, or love? - and a resolution of the same in Bollywood-like morality tale style. Nor is Miss Pettigrew left behind in the derservedness sweepstakes as she finds a man who too would like to break free from the dilletante posturing world - and the fact that he is rich, successful and handsome does not hurt one little bit. This is a movie for a day when you are short of faith in the goodness of the world, but cannot quite tolerate the saccharine overdose of Bollywood. You will find it difficult to pin down a specific reason for overly liking or disliking a movie like this one, though.

Ahead of Its Time

In a world where sting journalism and "We Got It First" stories stand poised to wipe out any semblance of sanity and the human touch in journalism, it was interesting to watch a movie that was way ahead of its time in profiling the Rise of the Paparazzi. In Billy Wilder's Ace In The Hole, a bounty hunter gets trapped in a cave, and dies an agonizing death thanks to some truly amoral opportunistic reportage (Kirk Douglas), helped along in no small measure by vixenish wives, ambitious sheriffs, and the competition with whom Kirk Douglas has more than a score to settle. And this casts the sanity of a grieving mother or a few voices of reason that question the sense of a convoluted procedure that ultimately takes too long, far into the background. Charlie Tatum watches the rise of a Great Farce where the object of an exclusive scoop gradually becomes the focal point of a great (and somewhat exaggerated) circus. The end is sombre as the reality of news served as entertainment sinks into our protagonist, and he makes some amends to that effect. A movie to make one pause and think, but given that this was made back in 1951, and journalism, well, is what it is today, it is quite clear that the world did not pause and think all that much.

Leave us Alone

Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanomo Bay can be watched at two levels. At one level is the obvious frivolity and cock-a-snook at a dozen different themes ranging from homeland security and racial profiling, to the untamed South (overtones of O Brother Where art Thou) and the dark side of politics. At a more subliminial level is an America, or at least some of its minorities, gasping for breath and clamoring for its constitutional right to be just left alone, the right to smoke weed and have one-on-one consensual relationships, without judgementality creeping in. This movie is worth a watch at this time - none of the fervour of say a Lions for Lambs or the Michael Moore kind, but no less effective in delivering a clear undertonal message of individual freedom. Quite a change for Kal Penn from The Namesake, is it not?

Cop or Criminal?

One of the best gangster movies ever, The Departed is a Martin Scorcese triumph of 2006 that finally got the great director his just desserts at the awards sweepstakes. DiCaprio and Matt Damon square off superbly in a cat-and-mouse game in the ganglands of Boston. The former is an insider spying on the redoutable Nicholson, while the latter uses every trick in the book to keep the police off his foster father. The thrill of the movie lies in the continual deception, the characters in shades of gray, the fact that virtually every second sentence in the movie - especially the colourful utterances of Mark Wahlberg and Nicholson - are eminently quotable, and the amorality of it all - especially towards the last fifteen minutes and the breakneck pace of events in the same. The Departed refines the gangland genre, and the study of characters, especially that of DiCaprio and Matt Damon, is unforgettable.

What a Good Movie!

Spartacus like Ben-Hur exudes grandeur. All I can say in summary is that they dont make movies like that anymore, because they dont make men like that anymore. I am a great fan of Gladiator, but Russell Crowe would come across as Crocodile Dundee in the Colloseum compared to the toughness of Kirk Douglas and the guile of (Sir) Lawrence Olivier. A long movie but engrossing in the fullest - I especially liked the little vignettes, like two Romans casually discussing politics while two men fight to the death, a few feet away. I would think Maximus' throw of his sword at the stands in Gladiator and the memorable lines "Are You Not Entertained?" are a tribute to Graba's throw of the trident in this movie. Yes, we are entertained and much moved. Thank you.

Mummy Mia!

I would not be surprised if The Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor was the result of a vast conspiracy to clinically destroy the perfectly good franchise. Maria Bello is ashen and would have come across with better chemistry with Brendan Fraser were she cast as his mother. In other casting gaffes, Luke Ford looks pretty much as old as his father. The script is hideous with the China fixation now becoming de rigeur for Hollywood. Jet Li and Michelle Yeoh find themselves utterly out of place smack in the middle of some really poor casting. Even the special effects dont cut it - the only redemption being the endearing troll-like yetis. A movie that will be forgotten in a hurry. Lets hope John Hannah does survive the box office and the critics and make it to Peru for the next installment.