By: Henry J. Fromage –
This week featured an eclectic mix of promising theatrical releases and much less promising DVD ones, with the results being as mixed as they come.
188. The Hustle
I’m not about to tell you that this is a good film, but alongside a very hearty portion of drinks and in good company the laughs are more there then initial reviews success, in no small part due to Rebel Wilson and Anne Hathaway’s committed comic performances. Most definitely fun enough for a couch viewing. Three Beers.
The performances of Maika Monroe and a very different register than Pennywise’s Bill Skarsgard are what elevates this twisty, nasty little genre piece in which the two young ne’er-do-wells break into a house only to find that the tenants, played by Kyra Sedgwick and a deliciously vamping Jeffrey Donovan are more than they accounted for. Two Beers.
190. The Peanut Butter Falcon
The strings show just a tiny bit, but there’s no denying the emotional power of the really sincere connection from former bad boy Shia LaBoeuf, actor with Downs Zack Gottsagen, and Fifty Shades’ own Dakota Johnson nor the fun of a Mark Twainian river odyssey to a cur-rate wrestling academy. The ending is so whiplash inducing (in a ballsy, good way) that the entire theater sat through the entire end credits song for maybe the first time I’ve ever seen. Two Beers.
191. Ready or Not
The thrills of this one are visceral, and surface-level, but Samara Weaving’s peppy performance as a bride who finds her rich in-law family stays on top through devilish means and has to fight them to the death holds it all together. Not the smartest film this year by any stretch, but it’s got that midnight feature charm. Three Beers.
192. Fantastic Four
Josh Trank’s legendary bomb didn’t manage to affect the careers of its stars, or, unfortunately for all of us, its writers (including Simon Kinberg, who managed to tank the X-Men franchise twice running. All of their complicity alongside Trank’s tepid direction in this unnecessarily dour, truly head-scratching “gritty reboot” is worthy of mention, since nobody comes out of this smelling like a rose. For the record, stretchy men look ridiculous on the big screen, full stop. Six Pack.