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Friday, December 12, 2014

Movie Review: Exodus: Gods and Kings

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Movie Review: Exodus: Gods and Kings



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UCG Movie Review: Exodus: Gods and Kings
Source: 20th Century Fox
In interviews during the early stages of production on Exodus: Gods and Kings, Ridley Scott said that what intrigued him the most about the story of Moses was the relationship between him and his adopted brother, Pharaoh Ramses. That human aspect, he explained, would be what he would explore in the film. Those statements, as well as what I hoped to be incredible visual effects of the supernatural plagues of Egypt are what drew me to see this movie.
Sadly, the film delivers on neither.
First, the relationship between Moses and Ramses. The movie attempts to tread familiar ground in the form of sibling rivalry. Ramses, the promised heir, is a boy in a man’s body, less talented and less capable than his brother Moses, who is smart, talented and the one whom their father, Pharaoh Seti, trusts more. But rather than spending time developing that complicated relationship, we are meant to understand their dynamic by a few unconvincingly delivered lines in two or three scenes at the beginning, with their relationship never being given time to develop during the rest of the movie. Where as Cecile B. DeMille’s 1956 classic The Ten Commandments melodramatically oversold that rivalry, Exodus disappointingly undersells it.
So onto the epic showdown between God and man—or rather, the lack there of. It’s a bit of a mystery to me how the most compelling aspects of the Exodus story from the Bible could be completely stripped from a movie made during the height of the billion-dollar business of superhero blockbusters. I’m referring to God’s spectacular intervention through Moses in the form of devastating plagues on the people of Egypt—you know the ones: water into blood, frogs, flies, pestilence, hail, etc. etc. all leading up to the big one: death of the firstborn of Egypt.
Oh, it’s not like they aren’t in the film at all, on the contrary: each one is indeed depicted—as natural phenomena on steroids. I’ve read the explanations of the plagues logically following on from one another before, and they even make sense to me as a possibility of how things went down. But instead of allowing the plagues to serve as dramatic punctuation marks, ratcheting up the conflict between the self-proclaimed god Ramses and the true God of Israel—as the biblical narrative does—these are nothing more than neat computer generated effects, one right after another in a montage of discomfort for the Egyptians. Worse still, Moses has literally no part in communicating that the plagues are coming or being an instrument to mark their beginning. As I said, he and Ramses don’t interact much face-to-face. (Not to be completely negative on the plagues; I was very impressed by the very accurate portrayal of the parting of the Red Sea, as well as a tastefully subtle depiction of the Passover plague itself.)
Now, none of this is to give the impression that God is completely absent from this film. Intriguingly, Mr. Scott chose to personify God as a little boy, whom Moses has conversations with face-to-face. Many would object to this outright as belittling to God, or perhaps as an outright willful breaking of the second commandment—and indeed, it’s something I’d never attempt if I were retelling this story on film. That said, I find the idea of making God into a character that can be developed on-screen, that can interact with other characters in order to develop those relationships, and which the audience can relate to on a human level, interesting. Once again, though, the movie lets us down on, failing to deliver on any of those potential gains. None of the interactions Moses and the boy have allow us to relate to either character better, no less help to develop their relationship into anything as time goes on.
How does Exodus compare to that other major Hollywood film to tackle a traditional Bible story this year—the Darren Aronofsky-directed Noah? Both movies are thoroughly modern reinterpretations of classic biblical stories. Both draw on extra-biblical themes. Both are products of modern biblical criticism and secular humanism, which treat the Bible as just another religious text from the ancient world. So it should be no surprise to anybody that both fail to deliver on accuracy and that both movies replace the spiritual lessons of the biblical narrative with new/different lessons. As far as that goes, though, at least the bizarre Jewish Gnosticism that Noah drew on gave us some weird but neat entertainment (spirit beings trapped in weird rock creatures? sure, ok, whatever; weird, but at least neat). Exodus, on the other hand, replaces the powerful spiritual involvement of God with nothing more than empty modern shallowness, reducing God to a boy, reducing Moses’ role as his chosen servant/messenger to an unwilling bystander, and taking away from us the possibility of seeing a sweet pillar of fire rendered in glorious 4K 3D.
Sadly, I came away from Exodus being disappointed in nearly every way. If Ridley Scott had delivered on just one of my two major expectations of the film, perhaps I’d have been able to glean more good. But instead of a modern epic blockbuster with incredible visual effects of amazing supernatural events—or a consequential look at the deeply human dynamic at play between two powerful brothers in a changing relationship—what we get is a vain and frivolous blockbuster pretending to be something it isn’t.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Weekend Box Office: Prometheus, Peace Love & Misunderstanding

Here is an interesting article from http://www.debbieschlussel.com/ reviewing some of the movies that came out over the past weekend. This follows this post some of the movies from last week and THIS POST about some movies that have been released over the past few years that you might have missed! This all follows this post about guidelines to chosing good movies to watch yourself!




Weekend Box Office: Prometheus, Peace Love & Misunderstanding

By Debbie Schlussel



It’s a tough choice this weekend at the box office. You have to choose between an entertainingly creepy sci-film film or a far-left, anti-conservative piece of crap starring Hanoi Jane. Okay, I lied. Not tough at all. I did not see “Madagascar 3: Europe’s Most Wanted.” (Sorry.)









* “Prometheus“: I like a good science fiction, outer space flick. And I enjoyed this movie a lot, even though it had some giant holes and left a lot of questions and things unexplained. It was very creepy and weird, but I like that, especially when it’s in a good and interesting way, as in this movie. I love sci-fi, and while this is being billed as a prequel to 1979′s “Alien,” you don’t need to have seen it to see this. Actor Michael Fassbender, who plays a scheming Dr. Smith/Jonathan Harris-esque robot obsessed with “Lawrence of Arabia,” says it isn’t a prequel. He’s lying. It definitely is. I also noticed that all of the main actors in the movie are foreigners, most of them pretending to have American accents. But, on the other hand, I don’t feel sorry for American actors, mostly leftists who tend to hate America quite a bit. The story was a little slow at first, but it eventually picks of the pace with thrilling plot points, fantastic special effects, lots of suspense and action, and an interesting scene with a computerized machine doing an interesting surgery on a woman. It was very suspenseful and a fun ride, even with a minor anti-business tinge. It’s in 3-D and one of the few movies in which it actually makes a positive difference.



The story: two scientists discover that in ancient ruins of several civilizations around the world, there is always a diagram pointing to a specific planet, where the scientists conclude that the aliens who engineered the human began. A private company sends them and some others on a spaceship to the planet to explore this theory and discover the origins of mankind. They are asleep on the ship for two years, while the robot, David (Fassbender) tends to the ship. Soon, they wake up, and the woman running the show for the corporation,  Charlize “I Have Orgasms For Castro’s Communist Cuba” Theron, bitchily bosses everyone around, including the scientists. They finally land on the planet, descend from the ship to a mysterious cave and discover a lot of mysterious and creepy things. To give away much more would give away the movie. But it’s textbook school science fiction with a creepy edge, action, and suspense. I did not care for Noomi Rapace, who played one of the scientists. But I did think she acted like your typical liberal-left scientist who simply behaves outside of the realm of reason. Theron didn’t need to act much since she played herself: a domineering, officious bitch who is less important than she believes.



As my friend, comedian and fellow movie critic Corey Hall, pointed out, there is an issue with the head of one of the characters and the movie doesn’t show gravitational force moving it when there is significant movement of its location. And I had an issue when they never explained why that same character apparently put something in someone else’s drink to make something happen. But I can’t really give more details without spoiling those scenes.



You’ll enjoy it, but it’s violent, bloody, and briefly sexual, so not for kids (would probably scare them, too). For older teens it’s probably fine. Also co-stars Guy Pearce.



TWO-AND-A-HALF REAGANS



* “Peace, Love & Misunderstanding“: Uggh. This movie is just horrible. Seeing the trailer for this is enough to tell you it sucks. It’s just a matter of degree. Telling you that it stars Jane Fonda–who has American blood on her hands in Vietnam–should be enough. Or that is disses conservatives as uptight, cruel hypocrites. And promotes aging pot-smoking, leftist, anti-war hippies in Woodstock as the ideal. I just couldn’t take this movie. And when they showed Fonda attacking Ronald Reagan, that was the dung cherry on top of the ebola sundae.



Catherine Keener stars as a boring, uptight, frigid, misanthropic Manhattan lawyer who is a conservative Republican with two kids and a terrific New York home that would cost millions. Her husband, Kyle MacLachlan, asks her for a divorce. So she takes her two kids–a pretentious vegetarian leftist college student daughter and a goofy, nerdy, awkward wannabe-filmmaker son with a video camera–to Woodstock to stay with her estranged mother (Fonda), an aging hippie she hasn’t seen in 20 years, after she had the mother arrested for selling pot at Keener’s wedding reception. Fonda believes in free love, nudity, letting chickens roam in her house, bartering, and growing organic things (including marijuana) on her farm. Typical overaged, still oversexed sagging bra burner from the ’70s.



In Woodstock, Keener and her kids learn how to be less uptight and more hippie-esque, with the kids smoking pot with grandma, and mom sleeping with a man who also was sleeping with grandma. Yuck! Mother and daughter come back around to each other when the conservative daughter adopts to the hippie lifestyle and gives up the swanky New York apartment for the simple life as Willie Nelson’s sex slave. Okay, I made up the Willie Nelson part. But the daughter quits her job as a lawyer, dumps the fancy apartment, and instead dons the ripped jeans and hippies garb for a life in Woodstock. Message: conservatives are unhappy, need to lighten up and smoke pot, live the life of Jerry Garcia to be good, decent people. Someone clearly smoked a little too much ganja.



So predictable, so stupid. So awful.



Skip at all cost.



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