Max Reviews: “Crazy Heart” – 4 stars out of four.
I’ve found it relatively impossible to separate how good “Crazy Heart” is with how good Jeff Bridges is, try as I may. Speculation about whether the movie would be as fine without him seem pointless, as it never will be. Without him, that is. While plays are re-interpreted constantly, with new casts, new directors, new ideas, a film character and the actor who portrays him are inseperable. No matter what the character was on the page, for better or for worse, history will simply remember how they are portrayed. Therefore, to say Jeff Bridges plays Bad Blake seems to be an understatement. Let us proceed with the notion that Jeff Bridges is Bad Blake, or, to put it another way, Bad Blake is Jeff Bridges, and always will be. Comforting, isn’t it?
Max “Reviews”: Where The Wild Things Are – 3.5 stars out of four.
I think when I first saw “Where The Wild Things Are”, I disliked it for not being perfect. Of course it isn’t. That’s kinda what’s so perfect about it, you know?
Has there ever been a movie that captured so astutely, and seemingly so effortlessly, the loneliness of being young (even if you’re old)? The irrational fear of not being loved when you are so loved, the pent-up frustration without proper outlets, the belief of your own infinite importance. Angry sadness, sad angriness. The mood swings. The longing for a mother’s love.
Max Reviews: “Shutter Island” – 1.5 stars out of four.
I have caught a lot of flack lately for some ill-advisedly dismissive Facebook statuses in regard to Martin Scorsese’s latest offering, which I will admit were designed simply to provoke reactions from what I thought (correctly) would be the hoards of supporters. And while I do admit to being a troll in my succinct kiss-off, I simply cannot tolerate being dismissed as any sort of contrarian or film-school snob (my actual film-school snobs would take offense to this – I was the one who loved “Avatar” after all). So I thought I would take a moment to clarify what exactly it was I did not like about “Shutter Island”, and hopefully inspire some spirited discussions this time instead of the juvenile name-calling that arose upon the first go-around.
Posted in An Editor's Nightmare, Fevered Rants, Movies
Tagged Ben Kingsley, Coffee, Leonardo DiCaprio, Mark Ruffalo, Martin Scorsese, Michelle Williams, Psychological Thrillers, Schlock, Shutter Island
Hello, all. I realized I haven’t updated in about 9 months, a time span which is notable for 2 reasons; it is the gestation period for you puny humans, and also the typical waiting period for a criminal trial in Canada which deals with drunken bestiality.
Williams has found himself incarcerated in a Western Canadian holding facility for reasons I’m not going to get into at the moment, suffice to say that the words ‘horse tranquilizers’ and ‘live cattle’ will now be forever burned into my memory, intertwined.
I found this out late last year, and have been operating as his de-facto attourney under the strange Albertan legal loophole in that allows any Jew to practice as a lawyer.
While his case is pending revision, I have decided, in his memory, to continue to uphold the site. Depending on the broadband service at the penitentiary, he may be occasionally chiming in with an insight or two, but to be honest I wouldn’t count on it.
Therefore I will be making myself quite at home here.
In an effort to restore the integrity of this site, we have decided to concentrate on actual reviews, and no longer engage in the petty sniping and character assassinations that Max and Williams was known for by our regular readers (i.e. my mother and that weird guy who hangs out at the library and talks about covered bridges). While our typical sardonic wit and Williams’ flaming homosexuality will remain, from this point on you can expect more focused reviews from this site.
I have thus chosen to hide the shameful backlog of this site, in an effort to have a clear start.
To my great surprise, and contrary to the suggestions of many of my most trusted critics, I found myself liking Zack and Miri less than any Smith film since Mallrats. Continue reading