By: Henry J. Fromage –
This weekend was the calm before a work storm, so the movie-watching wasn’t terribly extensive, but quality.
While not as fruitful as Diablo Cody, Jason Reitman, and Charlize Theron’s last venture, it’s the best thing the former two have done in a long time and boasts on of the latter’s finest performances to date. Our own Ken described it as a “horror film about motherhood”, and damn if that label doesn’t fit. Too bad it goes for a twisty ending that doesn’t make sense in retrospect, but it’s still well worth your time. Three Beers.
Scott Cooper tries his hand at a muscular, depressing Western instead of a muscular, depressing contemporary piece this time, and perhaps achieves the most he has to date in that milieu. There aren’t a lot of laughs to be found in this tale of enemies thrown together and changing times not changing the innate violence and depravity of the human heart, but there are some damn fine performances and filmmaking here. Two Beers.
78. Fury of the Fist and the Golden Fleece
This pastiche of 70s, 80s, and strangely early 2000s references is too demented to dislike, but often exhausting in its aggressively referential grindhouse schlock schtick. Stars Oliver Stone’s and Jean Claude Van Damme’s kids, as well as every Z-list star you’ve ever half-wondered about from that time period. Six Pack.