Thoughts on movies, comic books, life, and other nonsense, by someone who should know better
You know that recent movie with Ryan Reynolds where a character is dying of cancer, but calls a mysterious phone number because it comes with a promise to save his life? Oh no, I don’t mean that Ryan Reynolds movie (Deadpool, just in case you’ve been living under rock in 2016), I’m talking about Self/Less! Here, Ben Kingsley (Ghandi, Iron Man 3) plays Damian Hale, the afflicted character whose cancer is the plot driver, and Reynolds is the focus of the plot from the end of act 1 onward.
Almost two decades after Neil Jordan directed Interview With The Vampire, he returned to the subgenre of vampire movies with Byzantium, starring the thinking man’s Jennifer Lawrence, Saoirse Ronan and Gemma Arterton as a daughter and mother vampires trying to find peace in the modern world.
Having seen a short trailer for this about six months ago, and on one recommendation (I don’t know anyone else who’s seen it), I settled down to watch A Girl Walks Home Alone At Night, written and directed by Ana Lily Amirpour. I knew it was a vampire movie, and that was definitely of interest to me. My love/hate relationship with cinematic vampires goes all the way back to watching the Hammer movies that used to play late Friday nights on STV when I was a lad in Glasgow. There have been some great entries in this genre –
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I’m an eclectic movie watcher for the most part, but I’ve tended to watch and review mostly genre movies for the purposes of this blog. But I’m not just a sci-fi/horror nerd. I like other stuff too, y’know! Hot on the heels of Friday night’s double-bill of Carnage Park and Southbound, I followed Jupiter Ascending with Antoine Fuqua’s boxing melodrama Southpaw, starring Jake Gyllenhaal and Forest Whitaker. Even if you haven’t seen it, you can successfully see every move the story makes before it happens. Continue reading “Movie Review: SOUTHPAW”
I think I had at least heard the title of Carnage Park when it was recommended to me over the past week, but I knew almost nothing about it. A quick trip to the web told me it was purportedly based on a true story (which I now doubt), and while the description didn’t set me alight, it seemed worth a watch. Set in the late 70s, this is less of a horror movie (though it’s not a stretch to say it’s vaguely similar to The Hills Have Eyes) than it is a old-school thriller – other than the more adult content (The Walking Dead’s Greg Nicotero is thanked in the closing credits), it’s something that could have been a Quinn Martin production (if anyone can remember those!) back in the day.
AT THE FOOTHILLS OF MADNESS 