Take a Drink: any time John Galt’s name is referenced
Take a Drink: any time stock footage is used
Drink a Shot: whenever Liberals are depicted doing criminally stupid things (We get it, movie).
By: Oberst Von Berauscht (Six Pack) –
In the near future the oppressive U.S. government takes advantage of minorities; using their services for the bettering of the American people. These tired, huddled masses can do nothing to stop the onslaught of exploitation. Dagny Taggart is a member of this minority group; the super rich. She is owner of the world’s biggest railway concern, in a future where lack of resources have made railroads the chief mode of travel for most individuals. Taggart has become obsessed with the numerous disappearances of fellow rich people, and sets out to find them. When Atlas Shrugged III takes place, Dagny has just crashed her airplane while struggling to find the illusive John Galt, a man who she believes is responsible for the disappearances. Galt has plans for the world’s “producers”, and Dagny wants to know what they are.
The concept of rational selfishness was blown totally out of the water after the first two Atlas Shrugged films disappeared into the ether of box office failure. Yet despite the market’s rejection of the first two films, producer John Aglialoro knew better. America needed to fully appreciate and understand Ayn Rand’s Objectivist philosophy. And so, with a need for money far exceeding the ability of the free market to provide it, he turned to Kickstarter.com to beg.
I find it fascinating that the entire principle cast (aside from a handful of tertiary characters) has turned over with each new entry in this series. The result this provides for the narrative is confusing to say the least, forcing the screenwriters to set up the characters of the movie over and over again, with clunky dialogue or corny freeze-frame subtitles.
the Result of this actor-turnover is a cast of D-squad day-players who seem totally uncomfortable with their characters and the material they are given to read. I say “read” because to call the performances in this film “Acting” would be an insult to the art. I don’t totally blame the performers for their failure to convey emotion, but rather the sterile screenplay that uses Rand’s aging narrative like a dog would a chew-toy.
The director’s sole dramatic credit on IMDB is a 1996 episode of Nash Bridges. I haven’t seen that episode, but it’s obvious that he’s out of practice. This begs the question: “What Happened?”. What’d he do for the last 18 years, and why hasn’t he been working?
Of course, it doesn’t help that the past two films in the franchise gave him almost nothing to work with, but those were at least films that could hold up as 90s made-for-TV movies. This film features the nuance and style of Tommy Wiseau’s The Room, but without the charm.
At least a solid third of the film has to be stock footage with droning narration in place of actual exposition. Sometimes the narration doesn’t have anything to do with the events happening in the story. Pointless background info is often provided, which may have been interesting in a novel, but serves only as filler in a movie.
This final beer goes not just to Atlas Shrugged III, but to the entire film series, for finally being over. Four years of my life have elapsed since the first film, and now I can finally move on to better things… isn’t The Fountainhead about due for a remake?
The free market has spoken…