Showing posts with label Billy Bob Thornton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Billy Bob Thornton. Show all posts
Monday, April 3, 2017
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot
It's not funny. That's not a negative criticism; I suspect this movie isn't supposed to be funny. Hence, the way it was sold--every blurb on the box mentions laughing--did this film a disservice. If viewers went in expecting to be rolling in the aisles while watching this one, they were sure to be disappointed; if that was the filmmakers' intention, then this effort failed and the Bad Cat's PURR should be a MEOW, at best. But, in this viewer's mind, this movie is much more complex than that. It's filled with droll humor, sure; sometimes it's even gallows humor, if you're into that sort of thing. (I am.) But it also contains a serious, almost contemplative look at the occupation of Afghanistan, at the role of media and the people who work in that world, and even the big question, just what are you doing with your life? As such, it's pretty interesting stuff--a good watch that is smart, absorbing from the start, and ultimately a rewarding viewing experience. Oh, yeah, and Tina Fey demonstrates that she can carry a movie mostly by herself; she's in almost every scene here, it's very much her movie, and she scores big time in the role. Not bad work if you can get it--and a good way to spend a couple hours of your time.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
The Ice Harvest
A run of the mill crime caper: the
nervous partner; the crazier, cagier partner; the "perfect" crime; and
how it all unwinds. All of this you've seen dozens of times before. This
one brings its own unique touches of bad execution--Billy Bob
Thornton's character, who seems more interesting than John Cusack's
nervous shlub, disappears for long stretches of the story--to complement
the standard issue cliches. It has its moments, as any professionally
made movie will, but mostly it just leaves the viewer cold.
Labels:
Billy Bob Thornton,
Crime,
Drama,
Harold Ramis,
HISS,
I,
John Cusack
Saturday, November 18, 2006
Friday Night Lights
There's a motto that always attaches to small town obsessions: "It's all they have." Indeed, but no one ever seems to raise the corollary observation: maybe it's all they are capable of having; or even, maybe it's all they deserve. That idea, though unexpressed, permeates this study of a Texas town's high school football team. The evidence lies throughout and is a part of this film's signature veracity. So, too, with the game footage, which is mostly spot on and extremely well done. But there are also way too many sports film cliches--plot revealed via announcers, the crazy sports parent, unbelievable on-field exploits--that tarnish the overall presentation. Yet again, the film still hits some strong emotional marks, given that, after all, these are just kids. A tough call; your taste for sports movies may be the deciding factor.
Friday, February 25, 2005
Intolerable Cruelty
Sunday, December 7, 2003
Bad Santa
Of such stuff are a curmudgeon's dreams made. In a world where corporate
radio stations start playing Christmas carols in mid-November--the
better to distract people with schmaltz--we need more works like this.
Special props to Billy Bob Thornton for giving a tour-de-force as the
scuzzy Santa. It gets a demerit or two for wimping out a bit at the end;
otherwise, this would be "Best Of All" material.
Sunday, May 11, 2003
Bandits
Friday, January 24, 2003
Monster's Ball
One of the most melancholy movies I have ever watched. But that's not a pan, just the nature of the beast. Despite its heaviness, the story ultimately gets past all of its pain, anger, and sorrow to bring us somewhere near redemption. Not to be missed by any serious film watcher.
Monday, August 26, 2002
The Gift
Saturday, January 22, 2000
Saturday, March 20, 1999
Primary Colors
If only the real Clinton cared as much as Travolta's fictionalized
version of him does in this flick. A mostly entertaining veiled look at
the '92 campaign that can leave one feeling wistful for the promise that
once was, and a little bitter over the disappointment that ultimately
came.
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