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Year: 2006 Rating: *1/2 |
SUPERMAN RETURNS: You've got to give credit to X-MEN director Bryan Singer for, in 2006, trying to make his SUPERMAN RETURNS literally that: returning from the
1978 original with the same opening credit look and starting after
the events of SUPERMAN II with Brandon Routh as,
literally, the Christopher Reeve Superman...
But if there's any one thing Reeve did best in the title role, it was playing
Clark Kent in an endearing underdog manner: something Routh just can't pull
off. Instead of being clumsy for the part he seems awkward in the role, and
while on paper Kevin Spacey's the dream Lex Luther, he seems like he
doesn't want to be there, and with the same exact world-damning
land-deal goal as Gene Hackman's Luthor, it makes the arch villain feel
even more bland, unoriginal, overly familiar and basically a frustrating
afterthought...
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Brandon Routh has CGI strength and nothing more |
Meanwhile, an otherwise witty (in Christopher Guest movies) Parker Posey
is perhaps the weakest moll in film history...
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Marsden in Returns |
But worse yet is Lois
Lane... Played by a much too young Kate Bosworth, her character lacks Margot Kidder's edge and experienced charm,
intrepid screen presence and, in having been in her thirties, and while looking
older than Reeve, Kidder's Lane really did seem like what she played: a solid
reporter who's been in the game and knows more in the arena of reporting
and taking risks...
The latter giving Kent-turned-Superman a reason to
protect her, constantly, as the audience wants her around too: But the biggest shame here is James Marsden's throwaway role as Lois's
seemingly too-perfect boyfriend, trying too hard to be "dad" to a
horrible child actor who's really Kent's Superboy. And come to think of
it, Marsden, under Singer's direction as Cyclops in X-MEN, would have
made a much better Superman: Being the right age he seemed more in tune
with the natural fit Reeve had in the part, and he's great looking, has a
properly muscular build, and to play the clumsy Kent, he's a good
actor... How could Singer not know what/who was staring him in the face?
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Year: 2002 Rating: *1/2 |
MINORITY REPORT: Looking as if filmed with a lens splattered with icky green goo,
MINORITY REPORT takes us into yet another Philip K. Dick futureworld
where the government is doing what seems is the best for society
(preventing murder) but is actually... no good at all...
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Jessica Capshaw |
The entire set-up is preposterous: Like MACBETH had three foreseeing witches
igniting the plot, here there's a trio of half-naked bald "precogs" (one is Samantha Morton) in a large tub of liquid within the bowels of a formidable police station,
projecting images of murders that haven't yet happened...
And Tom Cruise
arrests these poor semi-guiltys and is, soon enough, like the Film Noir/Wrong
Man movies that inspired Steven Spielberg to try replicating (pun
intended) the Neo Noir magic of BLADE RUNNER, is framed for
almost-murder and chased down like the criminals he used to... chase
down: But the over abundance of now dated-looking CGI, and the fact no
characters have any chemistry with each other or the altered-reality
world in which they reluctantly and awkwardly exist, makes MINORITY
REPORT a tedious, tiresome waste of noisy bedlam.
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