Movie Review Live Free or Die Hard

Live Free or Die Hard (2007) 

Directed by Len Wiseman

Written by Mark Bomback

Starring Bruce Willis, Justin Long, Timothy Olyphant, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Maggie Q, Kevin Smith

Release Date June 27th, 2007

Published June 26th, 2007 

It's official, the Die Hard series has jumped the shark, to appropriate a TV term. Or maybe it's a literal term, there may have been an actual shark jumped in Live Free Or Die Hard. Lord knows director Len Wiseman has every other type of mayhem imaginable crammed into this over the top Tom and Jerry meets Wile E. Coyote concoction of cartoon action hero histrionics.

And yet, how cool is Bruce Willis that no matter how brainless the action, he never fails to entertain.

If there is one character in our cultural stew who can relate to 24's Jack Bauer; it's John McClane. This New York City cop has seen dangerous situations that only Kiefer Sutherland's CTU agent could relate to. In his latest entanglement, detective McClane finds himself smack dab in the middle of a cyber terrorism attack by a group formed inside our own government.

Gabriel (Timothy Olyphant) was once the go to guy in Washington when it came to cyber terrorism. However, when the government refused to listen to all of his warnings, he went rogue and decided to demostrate the possibilities of a cyber terror attack on America's infrastructure, and if he can get paid big bucks along the way, so be it.

Employing some of the greatest hackers in the country to help him carry off his attack, Gabriel sets in motion a plan that eventually leads to detective McClane getting stuck with a young hacker named Matthew Farrell (Justin Long) who unwittingly contributed some important info to the bad guys. McClane is tasked with getting the kid to Homeland Security in Washington but along the way the bad guys try to kill him. Let's just say, John McClane does not take kindly to being targeted for death.

Bruce Willis has an endless supply of cool and charisma that he can tap with a curl of his lip and a snarling curse word and he makes a good solid living off those characteristics in Live Free Or Die Hard. The rare working parts of this otherwise execrable piece of action trash is Willis' charm and his comic chemistry with the talented comic Long.

Live Free Or Die Hard plays like Michael Bay by way of Ed Wood. Director Len Wiseman, he of the Underworld movies, you know those vampire flicks about Kate Beckinsale's butt in tight black spandex; those Underworld movies, Len Wiseman directs Live Free Or Die Hard with a callous disregard for the brains of his audience. And, by the way, there is yet another hot babe in tight spandex, martial arts master Maggie Q, for good measure.

Like the old Dave Thomas-John Candy characters on SCTV, Wiseman's only joy comes from watching stuff blow up, blow up good. Early on it's Willis shooting a fire extinguisher with the precision of a military marksman; leading to the kind of explosion only McGyver could recreate. Later the film abandons even a television level of reality as John McClane drives up an embankment in a tunnel and dives out as the car flies directly into a helicopter.

Later, John drives a semi-truck that is attacked and destroyed by rockets and bullets from a harrier jet. McClane survives, as does some portion of the driving part of the semi which drives up a crumbling portion of overpass, also destroyed by the jet. Eventually John must abandon the truck and when does, he ends up landing on top of the soon to crash jet and then out running the jet as a giant fireball.

It's all so ludicrous that indeed it does take on a camp quality that makes it all goofily entertaining.

Live Free or Die Hard is high camp. With mind numbing explosions and mind blowing mindlessness, the film surpasses some of the greats of the high action, low brain power genre. A most recent comparison, Mr. and Mrs Smith starring Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, a film that fired more bullets than your average war and featured more evil henchmen than a James Bond villain convention, is really the only film in the last decade that can match Live Free or Die Hard explosion for explosion.

Both films are equally entertaining and that is because of pure starpower. Bruce Willis is such a force of personality that no matter how ludicrous the film becomes we in the audience are still emotionally involved and even compelled because we love this guy and this character so much. Whether it's years of earned loyalty from four movies in the series or simply the force of Willis' charisma, there is no denying the awesome star wattage of Bruce Willis.

Even as the film is a sieve in the brain department, the screenplay by committee does manage a few good chuckles at the expense of other film franchises. References to Spiderman and Transformers are just a couple of the meta moments from this otherwise brain free movie. Other inside moments include numerous references to the original Diehard.

Final Destination star Mary Elizabeth Winstead appears in Live Free or Die Hard as Lucy McClane, John's now grown daughter. Her inclusion here is really only as plot addendum to be used to refer to the first film. Yes, she does become involved in the climax of the film but that really is the lesser part of her purpose here.

And the final joke of Live Free or Die Hard is the use of director Kevin Smith in the role of Warlock, a hacker who lives in his mom's basement. Smith is legendary online for his love of all things movies, including the Die Hard series. His inclusion is one of many nods to and knocks on the internet community that has been a Live Free or Die Hard constituency since the film was rumored years ago with Bruce starring alongside Britney Spears as Lucy McClane. Sadly, screenwriters couldn't find a meta way to work a Britney joke into the script.

Live Free or Die Hard would be unforgivably dimwitted if it were not for Bruce Willis whose star persona is so powerful you can almost forgive all of the deplorable excess of his latest film. The Diehard franchise has likely run its course and there is certainly no need nor want for more of the tortured life of John McClane. So, if Live Free or Die Hard is in fact the final installment, let us remember John McClane as the most charismatic of our action heroes, an everyman superhero in street clothes who goes above and beyond the call of duty and the bounds of logic for our entertainment.

Bless you John McClane, and here's to what we hope will be a long and fruitful retirement.

Movie Review: Black Christmas

Black Christmas (2006) 

Directed by Glenn Morgan 

Written by Glenn Morgan

Staring Katie Cassidy, Michelle Trachtenberg, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Oliver Hudson, Lacey Chabert

Release Date December 25th, 2006

Published December 25th, 2006

In 1974 Black Christmas shocked audiences with a Christmas based, blood soaked massacre. The film was only notable for its Christmas horror setting and was soon forgotten. 32 years later a pair of shock masters, Harvey and Bob Weinstein, who know a good marketing hook when they see one, acquired the remake rights and rushed out new version of Black Christmas just in time for the holiday season.

Crafted by one of the minds behind the Final Destination series, Glen Morgan, Black Christmas is, once again, only notable for its release date. Though soaked in bloody, horror film tradition, Black Christmas is simply yet another rehash of horror movie cliches.

Michelle Trachtenberg, of Buffy The Vampire Slayer fame, heads a cast of pretty faces as a sorority sister who finds her self stuck on campus for Christmas. Along with her sisters played by Katie Cassidy, Mary Elizabeth Winstead (Final Destination 3), Lacey Chabert (Party of Five) and their house mother Mrs. Mac (Andrea Martin, star of the original Black Christmas), she is exchanging gifts and trading stories when a strange phone call sets off a series of horrifying deaths.

It seems that the girls sorority house was once the home of a serial killer who killed and ate his mother on Christmas day; some 20 years earlier. Now, having escaped from a mental institution, Billy (Robert Mann) has come home and is ready to make the sisters his new family. Billy isn't alone, the daughter he had by his own mother is also home to get in on the carnage.

It's a creepy idea but in execution, Black Christmas is little more than a collection of horror movie cliches. Nubile flesh is modestly displayed. Girls run upstairs when they should run outside. Cops are incapacitated and the killers make their murders more elaborate and gruesome when a simpler approach might save some time and work more effectively.

I was surprised to find this collection of cliches was directed by Glen Morgan who with his producing partner James Wong worked on the X-Files TV show and created the clever, if over done, Final Destination series. Morgan's direction of Destination 1 & 3 was, at the very least witty, if not all that frightening. Going for classic slasher movie scares in Black Christmas, Morgan loses the wit in favor of more blood. He should have stuck with his wits.

The cast of Black Christmas reads like the rejected casting for the WB teen drama One Tree Hill. Michelle Trachtenberg, former Harriet The Spy and Buffy The Vampire Slayer alum, Lacey Chabert, the forgotten member of the Party of Five cast, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, star of Final Destination 3 and....nothing else, and Oliver Hudson who knows his way around a teen drama, he guest starred on Dawson's Creek as a wrong side of the tracks bad boy.

This Clearasil approved cast is pleasant to look at but their acting leaves much to be desired. Not that Black Christmas calls for much acting beyond run, scream and die painfully. Though the film does carry an R-rating, the fresh faced cast is not called upon for the kind of nudity that might give a slight erotic charge to all of the carnage. There are glimpses of a naked back in the shower, but only hints of the kind of exposure we are used to in the slasher genre.

Black Christmas pales in comparison to the creepy 1974 original, though that film isn't all that great either. Too weak kneed for a typical exploitation film, but too bloody for the dull PG-13 lot that has been stinking up the horror genre, Black Christmas inhabits an unhappy middle-ground between enjoyable crap and just plain crap. Any less interesting and Wes Craven would have slapped his name on it as producer.

Movie Review: Final Destination 3

Final Destination 3 (2006) 

Directed by James Wong 

Written by Glenn Morgan 

Starring Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Ryan Merriman, Gina Holden, Texas Battle 

Release Date February 10th, 2006

Published February 9th, 2006

Final Destination was an inventive little horror movie featuring a cache of young semi-recognizable faces including future stars Sean William Scott, Devon Sawa and Ali Larter. The film, written and directed by the X-Files team of James Wong and Glen Morgan, cleverly devised unique and terrifying ways of dispatching their film's teenage victims without the aid of a supernatural killing machine ala Jason or Freddy.

Instead, Wong and Morgan's killer was death itself, and it's fated design for all living things. A deep concept for such a B-picture. The film never really delves all that deeply into the philosophical, preferring to focus on staging its gore. In that limited capacity it was a pretty entertaining little flick. The sequel, the highly ironic Final Destination 2, continued the high-body-count, low-brain-function fun and now, six years after the original and with Wong and Morgan back at the helm (after abandoning chapter two), Final Destination 3 arrives with more gore and even less brain function.

Mary Elizabeth Winstead takes up the starring mantel of Final Destination 3 as Wendy, a soon-to-graduate high schooler who has an ominous vision of death at a carnival. As she boards a roller coaster called Devil's Flight, Wendy envisions the coaster flying off the tracks killing everyone onboard. Seated at the back of the coaster, Wendy freaks out and is kicked off the ride along with Kevin (Ryan Merriman), her best friends boyfriend; Lewis (Texas Battle), a combative jock; Frankie (Sam Easton), a camera wielding pervert; and Ashlynn (Crystal Lowe) and Ashley (Chelan Simmons), a pair of bimbo best friends.

Once everyone is removed, the coaster does indeed crash, killing everyone who remained onboard--including Wendy and Kevin's respective love interests. Something familiar in Wendy's vision of death leads Kevin to research premonitions and he finds the story of Flight 180, the plane explosion that killed a class of high school students on a trip to Paris.

As you may recall from the original movie, a boy (played by Devon Sawa) had a vision of the plane blowing up, got off the plane with a few friends and then witnessed the explosion. The fates then conspired to eliminate the survivors. Sensing a similar pattern could be in effect for the survivors of the roller coaster disaster, Kevin and Wendy set out to prevent fate from taking them and their friends.

As the film progresses--call this a spoiler if you like though the trailer has given as much away--each of the survivors is killed in a fashion that is as goofy and gory as possible. Two characters are cooked to death in tanning beds, another is the victim of a nail gun and still another is violently and bloodily crushed by a falling sign. Each killing is more bloody and violent than the last.

James Wong and Glen Morgan return to the series with a violent flourish. Taking on the challenge of finding more ingenious ways to brutally kill cute teenagers, Wong and Morgan have gone to extremes that only Saw series creator Leigh Whannell can possibly relate to. Elaborately constructed crushings, beheadings and burnings are the core of Final Destination 3, and with that limited criteria for judging the film, it's a pretty entertaining gore fest.

I must, however, wonder what it all means... The Final Destination series, that is. I compared Final Destination 3 briefly with Saw and Saw 2 because both films delight in the dramatically staged kill. However, the Saw films are clearly superior to Final Destination because writer Leigh Whannell posits a purpose to his violence while each of the Final Destination films are mindless exercises in staging violence.

In dealing with what is arguably mankind's greatest fear--death--where is the philosophy, where is the religion? If fate is the stalking killer of Final Destination 3, what belief system is then proving itself true? The film adopts the illusion of depth, but Wong and Morgan are never the least bit interested in exploring the subjects they raise. The film is simply an elaborate mousetrap game of staging and execution.

Since Final Destination 3 is just another mindless entry into the horror genre, you have to forgive the film's lack of depth to a point. From the perspective of this often vapid genre, the creators of Final Destination 3 are on the vanguard of staging the violent, exceedingly complex death scenarios.

One cannot deny that the many violent deaths in each of the three Final Destination films are well-staged and either terrifyingly horrific or ironically sublime. Indeed, as often as an audience is awed by the violent endings, we are left laughing at the elaborate conspiracy of innocuous coincidence that leads to the death of the idiotic characters.

Take, for instance, the deaths of  Final Destination 3's pair of bimbo high schoolers Ashlynn and Ashley. The two beautiful young ladies are dispatched in a fiery sunbathing accident. Both are needlessly topless and die while listening to the Ohio Players classic "Love Rollercoaster". The crafting of their death involves an electrical short caused by errantly placed slushy, a loose shelf, a coat rack and a tube of suntan lotion. Its impossible to figure if fate was at work in their death or maybe just the ghostly specter of McGyver.

It might be unfair to fault something as innocuous as Final Destination 3 for being mindless, but after three films, the premise is wearing thin without some kind of philosophy to underline it--some kind of intelligence to give audiences something to ponder.  Meanwhile, we await the next bizarre conspiracy of events to kill some nameless teen victim.

On its own terms, Final Destination 3 is undeniably entertaining. Forgive me, however, if I prefer the more cerebral (yet equally violent) Saw and Saw 2.

Movie Review Grindhouse

Grindhouse (2007) 

Directed by Robert Rodriguez, Quentin Tarentino 

Written by Robert Rodriguez, Quentin Tarentino'

Starring Rose McGowan, Freddie Rodriguez, Kurt Russell, Tracy Toms, Zoe Bell, Mary Elizabeth Winstead

Release Date April 6th, 2007

Published April 5th, 2007

Director Robert Rodriguez knows a little something about high camp. His Spy Kids movies, earnest as they were, often drifted across the line from family comedy to high camp gobbledygook. The same could be said for portions of his cult vampire flick From Dusk Till Dawn; a film that wavers between horror and high camp Roger Corman feature.

For his latest feature, half of the Grindhouse double feature, Planet Terror Rodriguez takes camp well beyond Roger Corman's wildest dreams. This off the charts nutty sci fi zombie flick flies so far off the rails, in terms of camp kitsch, that it's difficult to tell if his attempt is at homage or parody.

An ex-military unit, just back from Iraq unleashes a deadly toxin that turns citizens into flesh eating zombies in Planet Terror, Robert Rodriguez's contribution to the Grindhouse double feature. Rose McGowan stars as Cherry Darling, a go go dancer who aspires to be a stand up comic. Freddy Rodriguez is her ex-beau El Wray, a former sniper turned criminal. Somehow both Cherry and El Wray are resistant to the zombie toxin and with a small band of survivors set out to battle the military behind the attack.

That is a rather straightforward description of a not very straight forward effort. From interviews you get the impression that Robert Rodriguez intends to pay tribute to the low budget sci fi trash that he grew up watching. However, much of Planet Terror plays like bad parody in the vein of 2004's forgotten Lost Skeleton of Cadavra, another lame attempt at a sci fi send-up.

There are a few cool things about Planet Terror Planet, the coolest being Rose McGowan's kick ass M-16 leg. After Cherry is attacked by zombies and loses a leg El Wray first fashions a table leg, which she puts to good violent use. However, later she gets another new leg and this one has awesome firepower and makes for one very cool visual.

The rest of McGowan's performance is a relative disaster of overly arch delivery and poorly delivered punchlines. The trailers for Grindhouse played up the gun leg and the badass action elements of her performance. Watching Planet Terror you may be quite surprised how ineffectual and often in the background Ms. McGowan is.

The badass of the movie is the slight, babyfaced Freddy Rodriguez. Not the most likely action star, Freddy Rodriguez is actually an inspired bit of casting. Back in the day when this type of low budget flick was made, directors could rarely get the actor they wanted for the money they could play and often ended up with miscast leads. Rodriguez as a bad boy action stud is a cute little inside joke nod to those low budget days.

The troubles of Planet Terror fall squarely with director Robert Rodriguez who fails to establish a consistent tone of sincere homage or high camp send up. There are little touches that work, like the small role for legendary special effects man Tom Savini and the occasional use of his old school effects rather than CGI.Then there is plenty that doesn't work like most of Rose McGowan's performance and the film's many gross out moments which are so stomach turning disgusting that many will want to walk out. These gross out moments further muddy the waters of Robert Rodriguez's intentions with Planet Terror, the homage versus parody battle that unsettles the entire picture. Some of the gross out is funny; some is merely off putting.

When compared with the film it shares the double bill with, Quentin Tarentino's Death Proof, Planet Terror is an utter disaster. Where Tarentino provides sincere homage combined with highly skilled filmmaking, Rodriguez can't decide what he's doing and ends up just tossing anything and everything at the screen to see what sticks.

When it comes to Grindhouse, wait for the DVD. That way you can skip Planet Terror and just watch Death Proof.

Quentin Tarentino is the preeminent film artist of the modern era. A savant like talent who learned filmmaking by watching movies, Tarentino has turned applied knowledge into great art and even now in his tortured partnership with Robert Rodriguez on the twin bill Grindhouse, Tarentino takes his applied knowledge of low filmmaking and turns it into yet another masters class in filmmaking.

Death Proof is an homage to a certain kind of 1970's drive in slasher movie that is actually still being made today on the fringes of the straight to video biz. The film stars Kurt Russell as Stuntman Mike, a Hollywood stuntman well past his prime.

With the advent of CGI guys like Stuntman Mike are a dying breed and you can hear the resentment in his voice as he recounts his history in the business, back in the day when he was a double for Lee Majors! He still works from time to time but he knows that his days are numbered.

It is this resentment that may explain, in some odd way, why Mike takes his anger out on unsuspecting women. Luring them into his tricked out stunt car which he claims is death proof, Stuntman Mike intentionally crashes the car and kills his passenger. The car is only death proof if you're in the driver's seat.

Setting his sights on a verbose group of women in a bar, a radio DJ and her three friends, Stuntman Mike first seems like just another creepy patron hitting on younger girls. When they end up rejecting his advances he takes it out on them in a horrifying car chase.

Then the scene shifts to a diner in Tennessee where four different women; working on a film crew, are sitting around discussing movies and men. Abbie (Rosario Dawson) is the makeup girl, Lee (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) and Kim (Tracie Toms) and Zoe (Zoe Bell) are stunt women.

Zoe is visiting and has heard that a local man is selling a 1970 Dodge Challenger, just like the one Barry Newman drove in the movie Vanishing Point, pristine condition, right down to the color and the four barrel engine. Zoe wants a test drive and something more. Little do the girls know that Stuntman Mike is nearby and wants a piece of the action.

That scene leads to one of the greatest car chases you have ever seen in a movie. Tarentino's filmmaking skills create a visceral, emotional, physical experience. These chases are as good as his dialogue which is, as usual, dense and filled to overflow with pop culture bacchanalia.

The characters in the first half of Death Proof, aside from Stuntman Mike, are a verbose and intelligent lot who have interesting, involving conversations that sound mighty familiar. Peppered with references to the Acuna Boys (Kill Bill), foot massages (Pulp Fiction) and Red Apple Cigarettes (every Tarentino film), these conversations are so inside baseball they could make Kevin Smith Blush.

I'm not saying that Death Proof is for Tarentino fans only, it just deepens the experience if you get the references. This is a terrifically smart and entertaining and exciting movie regardless of whether you are a Tarentino fan. Besides, the chase scenes are essentially wordless and are the most entertaining and invigorating part of the film.

Everything about Death Proof works. This is among the best works of Tarentino's career and one of the best movies you will see in 2007.

Movie Review Death Proof

Death Proof (2007) 

Directed by Quentin Tarentino 

Written by Quentin Tarentino 

Starring Kurt Russell, Rosario Dawson, Vanessa Ferlito, Rose McGowan, Zoe Bell, Mary Elizabeth Winstead

Release Date April 6th, 2007 

Published April 5th, 2007 

Quentin Tarentino is the preeminent film artist of the modern era. A savant like talent who learned filmmaking by watching movies, Tarentino has turned applied knowledge into great art and even now in his tortured partnership with Robert Rodriguez on the twin bill Grindhouse, Tarentino takes his applied knowledge of low filmmaking and turns it into yet another masters class in filmmaking.

Death Proof is an homage to a certain kind of 1970's drive-in slasher movie that is actually still being made today on the fringes of the straight to video biz. The film stars Kurt Russell as Stuntman Mike a Hollywood stuntman well past his prime.

With the advent of CGI guys like Stuntman Mike are a dying breed and you can hear the resentment in his voice as he recounts his history in the business, back in the day, when he was a double for Lee Majors! He still works from time to time but he knows that his days are numbered. It is this resentment that may explain, in some odd way, why Mike takes his anger out on unsuspecting women. Luring them into his tricked out stunt car which he claims is death proof, Stuntman Mike intentionally crashes the car and kills his passenger. The car is only death proof if your in the drivers seat.

Setting his sights on a verbose group of women in a bar, a radio DJ and her three friends, Stuntman Mike first seems like just another creepy patron hitting on younger girls. When they end up rejecting his advances he takes it out on them in a horrifying car chase. Then the scene shifts to a diner in Tennessee where four different women; working on a film crew, are sitting around discussing movies and men. Abbie (Rosario Dawson) is the makeup girl, Lee (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) and Kim (Tracie Toms) and Zoe (Zoe Bell) are stunt women.

Zoe is visiting and has heard that a local man is selling a 1970 Dodge Challenger, just like the one Barry Newman drove in the movie Vanishing Point, in pristine condition, right down to the color and the four barrel engine. Zoe wants a test drive and something more. Little do the girls know that Stuntman Mike is nearby and wants a piece of the action.

That scene leads to one of the greatest car chases you have ever seen in a movie. Tarentino's filmmaking skills create a visceral, emotional, physical experience. These chases are as good or better than even his dialogue which is, as usual, dense and filled to overflow with pop culture bacchanalia.

The characters in the first half of Death Proof, aside from Stuntman Mike, are a verbose and intelligent lot who have interesting, involving conversations that sound mighty familiar. Peppered with references to the Acuna Boys (Kill Bill), foot massages (Pulp Fiction) and Red Apple Cigarettes (every Tarentino film), these conversations are so inside baseball they could make Kevin Smith Blush.

I'm not saying that Death Proof is for Tarentino fans only, it just deepens the experience if you get the references. This is a terrifically smart and entertaining and exciting movie regardless of whether you are a Tarentino fan. Besides, the chases scenes are essentially wordless and are the most entertaining and invigorating part of the film.

Everything about Death Proof works. This is among the best work of Tarentino's career and one of the best movies you will see in 2007.

Movie Review Scott Pilgrim vs The World

Scott Pilgrim vs The World (2010)

Directed by Edgar Wright 

Written by Edgar Wright, Michael Bacall 

Starring Michael Cera, Ellen Wong, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Chris Evans, Brandon Routh, Anna Kendrick

Edgar Wright has done something few directors will ever accomplish; he created his own visual language. In Scott Pilgrim Vs the World' Edgar Wright brought together the worlds of video games, comic books, and movies in a way that many have dreamed of but no one else has achieved. It is a blindingly entertaining combination. Even more than a decade later Scott Pilgrim vs the World remains the ultimate uniting of the movie, comic book and video game genres. 

Michael Cera stars as Scott Pilgrim, a bassist in a Toronto pop rock group whose name is some incomprehensible combination of Sex and Bob and something. They are awesome. Scott's real story however is that he is dating a teenager, Knives Chau (Ellen Wong), to the endless mocking delight of his band mates (Allison Pill, Mark Webber and Johnny Simmons) and his sister, Stacy (Oscar nominee Anna Kendrick).

The relationship is doomed however, not by the derision of his friends and family but rather by Scott's encounter with Ramona Flowers (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) an American girl with pink hair, a punk sensibility, and no apparent interest in him. This does not stop Scott from pining for her and eventually getting a chance to hang with her. That Scott is a genuinely good guy keeps this from being one of those creepy, nice guy irritates a girl into dating him stories. 

Naturally, this new relationship comes with obstacles. Emotional scars from our past almost always affect our current relationships but for Ramona, her emotional past comes in the physical form of seven evil exes. Scott must fight and defeat all 7 of Ramona's evil exes including former Superman Brandon Routh, the current Captain America, Chris Evans, a pair of twins, one bisexual surprise, a pair of DJ'ing twins, and Jason Schwartzman as the ultimate d-bag.

Plucky and in love as Scott is, he is a bit taken aback by the challenges involved in dating Ramona but he's also up for a fight and Scott Pilgrim Vs the World flies on Michael Cera's laconic neurotic approach to being a comic/video game superhero. Cera is at his best when he can relax and react as opposed to having to manufacture the laughs as he did in the abysmal Year One. He's very relaxed in Scott Pilgrim and it allows his natural comic instincts and charisma to shine through.

The supporting cast is top notch especially Kieran Culkin as Scott's gay roommate, Wallace, who shares a bed with Scott and his boyfriend who he calls Other Scott. Culkin matches Cera's energy perfectly and his gags register big laughs whether he's texting in his sleep or adding a second boyfriend to his stable of bedmates. Scott Pilgrim vs The World was ahead of its time in giving time to omni-sexual characters who aren’t defined by their sexual identity. 

Mary Elizabeth Winstead does a remarkable job of making Ramona more than merely the motivation for Scott. She has a presence that holds the center of the movie together and is believable as a woman who could inspire people to fight to the death for her. Until her role in Scott Pilgrim vs the World Winstead had struggled to stand out amid a bevy of young stars appearing teen horror movies. Scott Pilgrim may not have broken her out into superstardom but it did help her establish a place where she could grow up and find better roles. 

And, of course, there is Chris Evans. Scott Pilgrim vs the World provided Evans with the best role of his pre-Captain America career. Spoofing blow dried, doofus action heroes, Evans earns some of the biggest laughs in the movie and demonstrates range and charm that was missing from his vacant, lummox roles as teenage morons. I wholeheartedly believe that Captain America would not be possible for Evans if he hadn’t shown so much talent in Scott Pilgrim vs the World. 

Scott Pilgrim vs the World is hilarious from beginning to end while also having a big romantic heart. Michael Cera is just so much fun in this role and paired with Edgar Wright's incredible visual sensibilities, we have a can't miss pairing. Then there is that supporting cast. It's not hard to imagine the cast of Scott Pilgrim vs The World as part of the future of Hollywood. 

Movie Review Gemini Man

Gemini Man (2019)

Directed by Ang Lee 

Written by David Benioff, Billy Ray, Darren Lemke

Starring Will Smith, Clive Owen, Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Benedict Wong 

Release Date October 11th, 2019 

Published October 10th, 2019 

Gemini Man stars Will Smith as Henry Brogan, the world's foremost assassin. We meet Henry in the midst of a mission. Henry is perched on a mountain top waiting for a train. Henry's task is to kill a potential terrorist who is aboard this high speed, moving train. Henry is going to attempt to assassinate his target from 200 yards away while the train is moving. It's a shot only a few people in the world can make and Henry Brogan does not miss. 

Unfortunately, Henry doesn't actually know who this target was. The information given to him by his intelligence handler says the man was a scientist working to create weapons for terrorists. In reality, the man was working for the American government. The assassination of this man has put Henry on someone else's hit list. Henry was set up and to stay safe, he will have to go on the run and try to find the people who set him up. 

Opposite Henry and looking to take him out is Clay Veras (Clive Owen). Veras is Henry's former commander and the man who set Henry up. He's now also in charge of capturing or killing Henry now that he's a fugitive. Veras has a small army at his command as an independent military contractor but he's not going to use it. Instead, Clay has something more unique in mind. 23 years ago, Veras extracted Henry's DNA and set about creating a clone of his best assassin. The goal was to raise a new Henry, one with fewer flaws and no conscience. 

Gemini Man was directed by Ang Lee and produced by Michael Bay from a script by David Benioff (Game of Thrones) and Billy Ray (Shattered Glass). The premise of the film is clever and with Ang Lee at the helm, Gemini Man has a sheen of professionalism and a genuine narrative energy. The look of Gemini Man is crisp and expensive with strong cinematography and the unique look of an Ang Lee movie with his odd angles and use of closeups. 

Late period Will Smith movies showcase Smith's choice to appear dignified at the expense of his charismatic energy. He's still a movie star handsome but less lively and energetic as in his earlier work such as Bad Boys or Men in Black. No longer chasing jokes, Smith is now more eager to appear youthful in action than in spirit. It's a tradeoff that doesn't resonate with me but I understand it. While I might prefer the more lighthearted version of Smith, his late period self-seriousness does lend gravity to the sci-fi lite aesthetic of Gemini Man. 

In Gemini Man we see a youthful Will Smith CGI recreation and it's relatively convincing outside of a couple of rubbery, early 2000's shots. The narrative of the young Henry Brogan, nicknamed Junior by Owen as his surrogate father, is rather apt for who Will Smith is now. It's as if the current Will Smith had had his charismatic, live wire energy bred out of him in order to create a more perfect action star, badass persona. 

Gemini Man is convincing enough in its technology and that lends a strong helping hand to the action which is legitimately pulse-pounding. I was genuinely excited throughout Gemini Man by the big action set pieces, especially chases through Cartagena, Columbia, and Istanbul, Turkey in which young and old Will Smith match each other move for move with the older Smith able to repeatedly out-wit the younger version despite the younger version having superior physicality. 

Strangely, Gemini Man is light on the identity aspect of the story, the one you might expect to drive the plot more. Despite this being an Ang Lee movie with a script by a pair of writers who know a little about crafting characters, Gemini Man appears to be far closer to the vision of Jerry Bruckheimer rather than three authorial voices. The action of Gemini Man is far more at the heart of the movie than any examination of the notion of battling oneself to find peace. 

The theme of identity is so subtle as to only be implied just by the premise. Gemini Man rarely slows down long enough for Henry to think much about what it's like to face a version of himself that is trying to kill him. I appreciate the subtlety to a point. That said, there appears to be a scene missing that might deepen the subtext into something more memorable. Instead, the character of Henry Brogan appears to find it notable that he's facing a clone of himself but not enough for him to spend much time thinking about it. 

The script appears to take the easy way out rather than go into depth about the moral quandaries of being a professional killer. Instead, the movie appears to prefer the moral question of whether cloning is right or wrong, a quaint notion that feels like something from a movie in the 1990's. I'm not saying the argument over genetic cloning has been resolved but it hasn't been top of mind since Dolly the sheep was a thing. Thus why it feels quaint and more than a little bit of a cop out to be the moral crux of Gemini Man. 

It occurs to me now that I am nearing the end of this review that I have not once mentioned actress Mary Elizabeth Winstead who plays the female lead in Gemini Man. So forgettable, underwritten and unnecessary is the character of Danny that I barely remembered to mention her. That's not a commentary on Winstead's performance, she's solid. Rather, it's a commentary on how bereft of interest in female characters that the filmmakers are. 

At a loss to do anything with the character of Danny, since she is not a romantic interest of either Henry or his clone, the filmmakers turn her into a plot convenience, she's there to move things along as needed, or as a nod to the modern aesthetic of the tough chick, the strawman of modern feminine empowerment. Through the character of Danny the filmmakers are saying "Hey look, she can beat up a guy. See, how progressive we are? She may not have complexity but she can do what the boys can do so we can consider ourselves progressive by association." 

That said, I don't hate Gemini Man. It's legitimately well made with a terrific pace and gripping action. Ang Lee is a pro director and the fast paced action kept my attention while the Will Smith characters invested me in their story. I don't think there is much more to Gemini Man than cheap thrills but as cheap thrills go, it's better than many other action movies. Will Smith is still an actor I am eager to watch in a lead role and I still enjoy his personality, even as he has dialed back on the aspects of his personality that I have always found most appealing. 

Gemini Man is worth seeing on the big screen, if there isn't something you are more interested in seeing. It will also be a solid bit of distraction on Blu-Ray, DVD or streaming early next year.