Showing posts with label Stephen Fry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stephen Fry. Show all posts
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug
The map within the frontispiece of this film should read, “Here There Be Bloat.” Again, the tidy little story gets the stretched out treatment. The result might be more impressive for someone completely unaware of the original book. Perhaps. For the long-time fan, the result is much more problematic. The initiated viewer is constantly aware of how much story stretching is going on, of how much of what he’s seeing is not in the original tale. That’s distracting, if nothing else, and negatively impacts the viewer’s experience. Ironically, then, this is probably a movie that one would only recommend to die-hard fans--exactly the people who will be most annoyed by the story manipulations. What’s done is done, but the “three movie arc” decision really was a huge mistake.
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Monday, September 25, 2006
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Weird. All the jokes are there, almost word for word, yet everything is strangely flat and not nearly as funny as it was on the page. The story starts out faithful, but veers off in some weird directions before coming to an ending which is profoundly false vis-a-vis the books. At least they got the visuals right, and some of the spirit remains. Not worth paying to see, but a forgivable effort. Let your taste for comedic sci-fi be your guide.
Friday, March 10, 2006
Le Divorce
Whatever the story, however it is presented, set it in Paris and you have magic. Just the look of a film shot in Paris is entertaining, especially in the hands of a pair of old pros like Merchant and Ivory. Ah, but what about that story? The complicated lives of two American sisters (Naomi Watts and Kate Hudson) living among the Frogs hold the interest for the whole running time, and the cast is strong from top to bottom (especially the two leads). Still, the denouement is a bit unseemly, and the viewer is left feeling not quite sure what to make of all this. Overall, a quintessential MEOW review.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
Peter's Friends
So here's the set-up: take a group of old friends, each with a
catacomb's worth of skeletons in his or her closet, get them together
for a little stay in the country, and watch them fall apart--upon each other
and--as individuals. It's better than it sounds, though the movie
does sometimes veer too wildly between comedy and drama. But the
dialogue is razor sharp, the soundtrack holds many great tunes, and a
great cast (including Emma Thompson, Kenneth Branagh [who directed],
Stephen Fry, Rita Rudner and Hugh Laurie) holds it all together with
style and aplomb. The ending comes off as too abrupt, perhaps, but
otherwise it works.
Saturday, May 1, 1999
Wilde
Tough to make an uninteresting movie when Oscar Wilde is your subject; just the dialogue alone should carry you through. Such is the case here. It's a bit poignant despite all the wit, though, given Wilde's misfortune in being gay in a not very tolerant time.
Saturday, May 10, 1997
Cold Comfort Farm
About as good as British eccentricity gets. Very funny, occasionally a
riot. Good work from Kate Beckinsale, Ian McKellan, Rufus Sewell, etc.
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