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IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Stardust

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Casseroles are great things for cooks, especially if they’re derived from a previous meal. Take my mother’s famous turkey casserole. Born out of financial hardship, it takes the remainder of a hearty and somewhat pricey turkey dinner from the holidays, mixes various ingredients together into a simple glass casserole dish, and the resulting meal doesn’t so much taste good as waft directly into the part of the brain that tastes anything delicious. I think it might be partially where my interest in alchemy comes from, as I think there might be magic involved in its creation. But I’m wandering off my point.

My point is that artists of all kinds use the casserole idea when they’re adapting a work from one medium to another. If it’s not the original author, the result tends to be good in bits and pieces, but somewhat lackluster in-between. While Stardust is good, it’s a prime example of artistic casserole-making that doesn’t quite approach the realm of Doubt, The Princess Bride or my mother’s signature dish. The film starts Charlie Cox, Claire Danes, Sienna Miller, Robert DeNiro, Michelle Pfeiffer, Rupert Everett and Peter O’Toole.

Stardust is based on a novel by Neil Gaiman, an English author of speculative fiction and graphic novels who is most noteworthy for the Sandman series and his American Gods novels. Stardust differs from his other works in that it’s a pre-Tolkien English fantasy through and through, rather than any sort of allegory, and the story doesn’t travel too far into the shadows, maintaining a somewhat light tone. The film does the same, under the direction of Matthew Vaughn, and while it’s a delight to watch and there’s plenty to like, it feels more like a series of vignettes than a coherent narrative.

The writing is clever and imaginative, as it’s rather faithful to Gaiman’s original text. The story centers on Tristan, a young Englishman living in the quaint country village of Wall. He’s courting “the most beautiful girl for a hundred miles around,” but the task begins to prove more and more daunting as Victoria makes more demands. She sees a falling star, and tells Tristan if he gets it for her she’ll gladly marry him. Foolishly, Tristan goes after it, but when he gets past the guard at the wall for which his village is named, he finds himself in a completely different world, composed of “each land that has been forced off the map by explorers and the brave going out and proving it wasn’t there.” When he comes across the place where the star came to earth, he finds a beautiful girl instead. The girl is pursued by evil witches and selfish princes, who each want her for their own reasons, so Tristan must keep her safe while making his way back to Wall, and along the way he begins to question if Victoria’s really worth the effort.

Stardust brushes up against the likes of The Princess Bride but doesn’t quite reach the same level of timeless excellence. In balancing all of the characters, plots, and themes of the story, Matthew Vaughn (best known for the cutthroat British criminal caper Layer Cake) seems to stumble a bit here and there. He doesn’t drop anything, to his credit, and manages to carry the story from start to finish without much extraneous fuss, but it feels ungainly in places and our sense of whimsy is slightly watered by a couple minor missteps. It’s like a top-notch performance of Shakespeare where one of the leads fumbles with a near-forgotten line, or a burst of turbulence during an otherwise smooth and pleasant flight. So Stardust has a hiccup here and there, but it is by no means a bad film.

The characters are charming, especially when we are introduced to Robert DeNiro’s swashbuckling (or is that “swishbuckling”?) sky pirate Captain Shakespeare. The setting is fantastical without being too overwhelming, letting the characters carry the story rather than relying upon the artifice of special effects. And there are some truly memorable sequences, including one of the most unique swordfights I’ve ever seen. It’s satisfying and fun, worth the time invested in watching it, but like most leftover casseroles it leaves you more with the memory of the original meal than what you just ate. Still, if you like fairy tales, high adventure mixed with romance and comedy, or unique characters delivered with whip-smart writing, Stardust is worth a look.

And now I’m craving the turkey casserole. Especially with fried sweet potatoes…

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Ronin

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There is a conceit among several movers and shakers in the entertainment industry, that people are perfectly happy paying their hard-earned money for dumb entertainment. With completely straight faces, they put features on the screen that are little more than vehicles for a string of unrealistic shootouts linked by insincere acting, bouncing breasts, or both. Terminator: Salvation springs to mind from recent memory. If you’re not planting your tongue firmly in your cheek while you do this for the sake of paying homage to this genre, taking the piss out them, or both – I’m looking at you, Shoot ‘Em Up – you are clearly underestimating your audience.

John Frankenheimer’s Ronin takes these films by surprise, kicks their feet out from under them and ends them quickly with a single, expertly-placed bullet. It stars Robert DeNiro, Jean Reno, Natascha McElhone, Stellan Skarsgård, Sean Bean and Jonathan Pryce.

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After the Cold War, a lot of intelligence, counter-intelligence and paramilitary agents found themselves without work. Ronin begins as we meet several of these unemployed, smart and very dangerous people gathering in Paris for a job. The job is to retrieve a case. The case is vitally important to their mysterious employer and is being transported by some people who are even nastier than the protagonists.

While the plot might seem simple on the outset, and other films might use that simplicity as a vehicle for the aforementioned bullets and boobs, Ronin focuses on the characters rather than the case. Who are these people, and what motivates them? Everybody seems to have something to hide, and the ways in which they gather information, confront their opponents, and deal with their comrades is an espionage procedural worthy of Burn Notice, but without Michael Westen’s narration.

This isn’t just a character study, however, and there is plenty of blazing action to be had. It’s gritty, unapologetic and energized, with great camera work and a real awareness of the collateral damage involved in things like gunfights and car chases. And while I’m on the subject, I’m not exaggerating when I say the car chases in Ronin are some of the finest ever put on film. They stand on the same pedestal as the classics Bullit and The French Connection. All of this takes place on the impressive backdrop of modern Europe and the subtle acting combined with excellent technical direction keep the film from becoming dated. There’s an immediacy to it, and despite not knowing what’s in the case, we find ourselves eager to see what happens next.

Ronin is well worth your time if you like fast-paced action, well-written and well-acted interesting characters, fantastic film design & direction or movies that don’t underestimate the intelligence of their audience. It’s available through the standard Netflix queue or instantly.

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Doubt

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It’s a beautiful Friday outside in Doylestown, and before I dive back into a pile of legitimate work, let’s discuss a movie my wife and I thoroughly enjoyed viewing this week. The movie in question is Doubt, starring Meryl Streep, Philip Seymour Hoffman, and Amy Adams.

Meryl Streep & Philip Seymour Hoffman in 'Doubt'

Plays that become movies don’t have pulse-pounding action or glossy special effects to keep our attention. They rely entirely on the gravity of their situations and the capabilities of their actors. Mostly all a director has to do is set up the scenes and shoot from a couple different angles. There’s no harm in this approach, as Casablanca proves. It would be easy to make the result a wooden translation of the script, however, especially in when in the hands of the original author.

John Patrick Shanley doesn’t stick to his own stage directions. He brings his work to life on the screen with poise and aplomb, letting his actors animate their roles without tying them to the stage. Here and there, we feel the touch of a true filmmaker rather than a playwright behind their first camera. There are a few shots that are breathtaking in their artistry, underscored not by the lines spoken but rather the fact that they are silent. When words are spoken, it’s clear that every one counts. The pace of the film is slow and deliberate, which might be a turn-off to some viewers, but it lays a foundation for solid storytelling.

Doubt is set in the Bronx a year after President Kennedy’s assassination and focuses on an interplay with a Catholic church between a stoic, traditionalist nun, Sister Aloysius (Streep) and the forward-thinking compassionate priest of the same parish, Father Flynn (Hoffman). When allegations of an inappropriate relationship between Father Flynn and a young black boy are raised, we are given no clear evidence that leads us to guilt or innocence. These individuals, and the institution they serve, are painted in shades of gray rather than black and white. Sister Aloysius is doing the right thing in investigating the possibility of Father Flynn’s indiscretion, but her zealotry evokes the crusading fervor of the Spanish Inquisition. Father Flynn has a sense of humor and conveys real personality, but Shakespeare’s Hamlet taught us “one may smile, and smile, and be a villain.” Make no mistake, folks: these actors are two of the very finest of our time, and they could power the television with the electricity of their shared scenes alone. Even when they are not speaking, the things that go unspoken between them are louder than every explosion Michael Bay could ever hope to cram into a movie. Amy Adams’s Sister James is terrified of the implications of these two titans doing battle, and every element of the film, from the direction to the acting to the music and scenery cast doubt upon the characters, and ourselves, masterfully.

This is a well-written, intellectual mystery that delivers drama, power and emotion without needing a single gunshot or autopsy scene. Some movies ask you to check your brain at the door, and others let you keep it in your head for a bit then have you bid it a tearful farewell as the action ramps up towards the ear-shattering climax. Doubt grabs hold of your brain and doesn’t let go until long after the movie’s over. The lack of action might cause some people to give it a miss, but I honestly feel those people are missing out on something great. If you’re a fan of any sort of crime drama, put Doubt on your queue and bump it to the front. You will not be disappointed.

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

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