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THE SMASHING MACHINE – Review

Now, just two weeks ago, I reviewed the rare movie hybrid, a sports/horror flick called HIM. As it nears the end of its deservedly brief theatrical run, another sports film hits the multiplex. However, its subgenre is one that is most familiar in cinema history, the sports “biopic”. To be even more specific, this is a dramatic profile of a fighter. If you’re thinking about pugilists like LaMotta (of RAGING BULL) fame or Muhammad Ali, then you’re in a different arena. No, this week’s new release is set in the world of MMA (Mixed Martial Arts), a backdrop in action flicks going way back to 1980’s THE OCTAGAN. In more recent years, diverse actors, from Kevin James to Halle Berry, have flexed their fists and feet on the canvas. Now an action flick superstar, who first gained fame in another fighting ring, gets a chance to show off his dramatic skills (along with his impressive pecs) as the athlete dubbed (in an acclaimed HBO documentary) THE SMASHING MACHINE.

Yes, that’s the intimidating nickname of Mark Kerr (Dwayne Johnson). We’re first introduced to him as he’s being interviewed at a UFC match in the late 1990s. The undefeated champ is asked how he’d feel if he lost a match. It’s something he’s never thought about, so he’s truly at a loss for words. Later, after another victory, we observe him grabbing an extra vial or two of painkillers. Luckily, he can’t hide it from his devoted but often annoyed (Mark doesn’t “open up”) girlfriend, Dawn (Emily Blunt). In search of bigger cash prizes, Kerr joins, along with old wrestling pal and trainer Mark Coleman (Ryan Bader), the rival UFC league in Japan, PRIDE. Ultimately, Kerr’s substance abuse takes its toll as he loses focus in the ring, with one big bout ending as “No Contest”. Finally he enters a rehab facility as Coleman’s star begins to rise as a solo MMA star. When Kerr completes the “program,” his sobriety puts an even greater strain on his relationship with Dawn. But he’s still a big draw at PRIDE, so Kerr is back at the training gym, guided by his mentor Bas Rutten (himself). But will the strain of addiction, paired with a chaotic home life derail his chances at a big championship event that could have him facing his old buddy Coleman?


The film truly rests on those (really, really big and broad) shoulders of Johnson, who utilizes his considerable charm and charisma, which propelled him on the big screen, making us believe him as this worldwide champion. And then he surprises (he’s “gone A24”) us by plunging into the darkness of this “sporting life”, showing us how the affable Kerr “cons’ the medical system with his infectious grin and “gentle giant” persona. Kudos to Johnson for getting out his “comfort zone” of the overblown action “tentpoles” (in some of them he looked a tad “unconnected”, to the point of “phoning it in”) to explore the psyche of the laser-focused competitor. Perhaps he’s at his best early on as Kerr describes the “rush” of delivering a knockout blow. Matching him in intensity is the versatile Ms. Blunt, who makes Dawn more than Kerr’s “eye candy” housemate, and keeps us “off kilter” as she lashes out over being on the “sidelines” and viewed by her beau’s team as a flitting “distraction” from battle. By the big “blow-up” in the third act, Blunt makes her a volatile “wild card’ in a verbal (and nearly physical) throw down reminicent of Albee’s George and Martha. In his first acting gig, Bader is very compelling as “friend to the end” Coleman, making us wish for a greater “dive” into his story, aside from a few brief minutes of him playing with his adorable offspring. Also solid is Rutten as, well, Bas Rutten, a tough but nurturing guru for Kerr, in and out of the ring.

Much like the creative parting of the Coen brothers, this is the first film from writer/director Benny Safdie after a long cinematic collaboration with brother Josh. And as I noted, he turns Johnson and Blunt into a potent screen team (we know her dramatic chops, but he’s doing a big career shift). It’s a shame that they’re not in service to a more compelling script. Focusing on three or four years in Kerr’s “sports rise”, we don’t get a chance to see him in his “hungry years” during the “climb”. In other ways, the story needs more ‘space”. We only see him enter and exit the rehab center, with no scenes of his “steps”. And often Kerr is so stoic, it makes us wonder what his motivations are (especially when he’s fixated on a demolition derby match), though it gives us a chance to appreciate the subtle, but superb make-up work of Kazu Hiro, chipping away at “the Rock”. Plus, the film’s pacing somewhat “lurches” from interchangeable matches (it’s often difficult to ID the fighters as they become “pretzels”) to another screaming match at the Kerr casa in Phoenix. The often overbearing (drowning out dialogue) music score (two ill-timed Elvis tunes and a “jackhammer” jazz drum solo during the big matches) doesn’t aid the film. Yes, there are a few interesting sequences, particularly when Kerr sweetly explains his job to a grandma in a doctor’s waiting area, or when he takes his pal to “press the flesh” with his Tokyo fans, but the script feels like it’s “spinning its wheels” until the big “updates” prior to the end titles. Fans of the two principals will be pleased with their taut performances, but many will find that there are more than a few hints of “rust” and strain in THE SMAHING MACHINE.

2 Out of 4

THE SMASHING MACHINES opens in theatres everywhere on Friday, October 3, 2025

EDDINGTON – Review

With last weekend’s “super” domination at the multiplex by one big blockbuster, some filmgoers may be looking for a break from the usual escapist Summer cinematic offerings. Well, that “indie upstart” A24 is always ready to provide a diversion that’s truly “off the beaten path”. And the setting for this flick is “way off” that trail, as an acclaimed, somewhat eccentric filmmaker guides us into a dusty desert town that’s fraught with old feuds and frustrations. Plus, the early 2020 “climate” not only brings everyone there to a “boiling point”, but it may provide the ‘spark” that could ignite the “tinderbox town” of EDDINGTON.


The village that has “seen better days” is in a remote part of New Mexico. The timeline of the tale is May 2020. In the opening scene, the town’s longtime sheriff Joe Cross (Joaquin Phoenix) gets into a “dust-up” with two patrolmen from a nearby jurisdiction over his refusal to don a face mask. Yes, we’re in the midst of the COVID pandemic. Joe is called back to Eddington to deal with an angry unmasked derelict who tries to enter the pub owned and managed by the incumbent mayor, Ted Garcia (Pedro Pascal). After the situation is “handled,” the two men exchange words. Joe has a “beef” with Ted since he was a former “flame” of Joe’s emotionally fragile wife, Louise (Emma Stone). Due to the lockdown, her abrasive mother, Dawn (Deidre O’Connell) lives with them. The ladies spend their days clicking on conspiracy websites while Louise crafts her strange dolls. The next day, Joe and Ted “get into it “again at the local grocery store (yes, over masks). Joe makes an impulsive decision. He posts a cell phone video announcing that he’ll challenge Ted in the upcoming election. He enlists the help of his deputies, the dim “hothead” Guy (Luke Grimes) and the more laid-back, ambitious Michael (Micheal Ward). But a news event soon takes time away from the campaign. A small group of young people block off the dusty main street to protest the killing of George Floyd. Will these conflicts derail the plans for a huge data processing plant that will be built just a few miles away (which could energize the flagging economy)? And how will several “shadowy forces” influence the election and make the debates take a deadly turn?

For once, the marketing clues us into who is the real lead character of this film is. Despite the “star-studded” cast, the real focus is Phoenix as the surly, obstinate sheriff turned politico. He snarls and grumbles through most of his scenes, though Phoenix plays him as an angry teen with almost no impulse control. He doesn’t really know what kind of trouble he’s put himself in as Phoenix furrows his brow as Joe flails like a non-swimmer suddenly in the “deep end”. Still, he has great tenderness with his “Rabbit” AKA wife Louise, played with a jittery twitch by the compelling Stone. Louise appears to be in a fog that seems to dissolve as she plunges into the world of internet mysteries. It’s not until the campaign heats up that we see her speak out against becoming a pawn in the big battle to run the town. This all stems from her past history with Garcia, who is given a real “average Joe” likability by the engaging Pascal. He “plays for the people,” although he isn’t afraid to confront Joe by “getting in his face”. Pascal is also quite effective in the father/son dynamic with the snarky Matt Gomez Hidaka as his only child, Eric. O’Connell is quite a ‘force of nature’ as the domineering Mama Dawn, doing a more focused and less ruthless riff on her excellent work as the Penguin’s matriarch on the streaming smash. Grimes is a flighty lunkhead as Guy, while Ward simmers as the conflicted deputy Mike, who is often the only voice of sanity in the chaotic station house. Though he’s prominent in the poster, Austin Butler only has an extended cameo role (just a scene or two) as cult leader/ motivational speaker VJ Peak, whose “rap” bewilders Joe. Also of note are the main protest “rep” Sarah played by Amelie Hoeferle and Cameron Mann as the off-kilter Brian, who appears to have a sinister agenda that he’s slowly putting into motion.

Now the filmmakerr I mentioned in the opening is the quirky (to say the least) writer/director Ari Aster, who veers away from his comfort zone of disturbing horror cult faves like HERDITARY, MIDSOMMAR, and BEAU IS AFRAID to try his hand at an (somewhat) modern Western (Joe’s almost always in his white stetson). I would counter that label by floating that he’s crafted a dark, almost pitch black, social satire. But I’m reminded of a phrase from the world of stand-up comedy, when a joke about a tragedy falls flat: “Too soon?”. I’m not sure if five years is enough distance from the pandemic and the Floyd BLM protests, along with raving internet paranoia, and a “sidebar” about the taking of the land of indigenous peoples. Rather than evoking laughter, it brings up the memories of such a divisive time, becoming truly “squirmy” “cringe” humor. Perhaps if it were only about a small-town election, the satirical scalpel would be sharper to make a cleaner cut. Instead, Aster has an overstuffed “bag of topics” that help account for his 144-minute runtime. Part of the pacing problem may be the extended finale of mayhem that mixes elements of the Roadrunner cartoons and Russ Myers’ bloody excess, with a touch of Coen Brothers chaos of RAISING ARIZONA. It’s all too obvious and exhausting, although several current political jabs do hit the mark. But it’s drowned out by the explosions and caricatured carnage. All these desperate themes make a trek to EDDINGTON a most overwhelming and tiresome getaway. And strictly for fans of the star and director…

2 Out of 4

EDDINGTON is now playing in select theatres

SUNCOAST – Review

With 2024 only about six weeks old, filmgoers are getting a very interesting family comedy/drama that isn’t a “holdover” from the previous year’s limited Oscar-qualifying run. As with last weekend’s SCRAMBLED, this is the feature film directing debut of a writer/actress, though she’s not working in front of the camera. And this is almost an autobiography, with some name changes and a few names that were real people in the news. Actually, they were in the headlines, so it’s a fictionalized story with a true event as its backdrop, similar to the Jack and Rose romance of TITANIC. And it all figures into an engaging “coming of age” story that happened in the sunny, but often turbulent, vacation spot known as SUNCOAST.

And, as you might have guessed, that spot was down in Florida about twenty years ago. Teenager Doris (Nico Parker) is stressed out about beginning her junior year at a brand new school while juggling her homelife, which revolves around her disabled older brother Max. Their single mother Kristine (Laura Linney) must leave Doris in charge while she struggles to make ends meet in the food service industry. The big reason for the recent move is to get Max into the local hospice facility as his brain cancer is in its final stages. Unfortunately, that facility has a much more famous patient, Terri Schiavo, who is at the center of a passionate euthanasia debate in the US. So much so that the clinic is constantly surrounded by protesters. As Kristine is hyper-focused on Max, Doris can wander out and befriends one of the picketers, an amiable widower named Paul (Woody Harrelson), who becomes a surrogate papa to her. When Doris does get to her private Christian high school, she feels isolated until she eavesdrops on a group of popular young women who don’t have a location for their weekend party. Since mom is spending all her time with Max, Doris offers up their modest home “in the boonies”. Naturally the “kegger” gets out of control, but Doris is able to get things back in order before a parental “drop by”. Can Doris get accepted by the “in crowd” or is she being used? And what will happen if Kristine finds out? Could this betrayal and the impending passing of Max destroy their familial bond?

The story’s focus and its beating conflicted heart is Doris played with remarkable skill and savvy by the gifted Ms. Parker, perhaps best known for her work in the Tim Burton remake of DUMBO. Sure we’ve seen plenty of awkward lonely teens in the world of “indie” cinema, but Parker conveys the huge weight (not quite the world, but close) on Doris’ young shoulders. Yes, she’s worried about the impending loss of her big bro, but she feels guilty for yearning to experience the joys of teenage life during this dark time. Parker wisely doesn’t make her a victim, as we see her make some selfish, dangerous decisions while not destroying our empathy for Doris, even as she lashes out at those in our corner. The main supporter there is Paul played with low-key energy and strength by Harrelson. Sure, he gets on his soapbox or pulpit, but we get to see the man inside the “card-holder behind the police barricades. He’s not so strident and singled-focused that he can’t reach out to this young woman so desperate for a parental “lifeline”. And she does need one, as her only parent is almost smothered by the fear of future grief and tragedy. Kristine is truly the most compelling and most divisive character of the story and the superb Linney tackles the challenge with full gusto, giving a bravado performance. I’d describe her as Aurora Greenway of TERMS OF ENDEARMENT in the big hospital screed (“Give her a shot!!!”) turned up to eleven, but that would dismiss the nuance Linney brings. Even after Kristine uses guilt to prod Doris, there’s the feeling that she herself could drown in the wave of darkness washing over her. And she gives us a hint that Kristine knows that both of her kids may disappear from her life. This is a career highlight for the exceptional Linney.

The aforementioned writer/director is actress Laura Chinn, who makes this very personal “slice of life” a very compelling and expertly crafted “calling card” for her future film work. As I just stated she has guided the main acting trio to utilize their gifts in new ways, but she’s also turned several “teen movie” cliches on their heads. We’re programmed to view the popular cliques as sneering harpies (ala “The Plastiques”) who delight in delivering “burns” and verbal abuse. And certainly, these kids are taking advantage of Doris at first. Then we see how they connect and bring the wounded woman into their circle, even trying to “up” her dating skills, while urging one of the team to “move on” from a “player”. That’s just one of the ways that Chinn constantly surprises us. It’s easy to take satiric ‘swipes” at the uptight moralists of the school and the picket line, but we’re shown that they’re more than comic “targets”. “Dying with dignity” is discussed and debated, but Chinn never pushes one view over to the forefront, letting us ponder the choices. Best of all is the unique mother/daughter dynamic that is the driving force of the plot. Perhaps that’s what shines the brightest in the somehow life-affirming SUNCOAST.

3.5 Out of 4

SUNCOAST is now playing in select theatres and streams exclusively on Hulu beginning on Friday, February 9. 2024

BLACKBERRY – Review

Hmmm, I wonder if this new release completes a “movie hat trick”? Now, that’s because it’s the third film this year to center around the creation of a popular product from the not-too-distant past (really the trio spans roughly a dozen years, from 1984 to 1996). First out of the gate was the surprisingly effective TETRIS, the tale of the popular computer/video game, from AppleTV+. It was soon topped by Amazon’s AIR, the all-star story of Nike’s pursuit of rookie NBA phenom Michael Jordan and the best-selling shoe baring his name. Jump ahead to now (and 12 years in the movie timeline) and IFC brings us a “docu-dramedy” all about a communications device that became the hot “it” gizmo, but is now almost a blip in the “hand-held” history. And rather than being referred to by a litany of letters and numbers, this combo of soft and hardware went by the fruit-based moniker of BLACKBERRY.


Its “origin” story design begins with its creator, but rather on an ambitious “company-man” named Jim Balsille (Glen Howerton) at a major Canadian tech firm. On this particular morning in 1996, he’s pumped up for a big confab with some foreign investors. Oh, but first he’s forced to deal with a couple of “gizmo geeks” from Research In Motion out of Waterloo, Ontario. Doug Fregin (Matt Johnson), in full “frat-bro” regalia fumbles with some display posters, while the “brains”, inventor Mike Lazaridis (Jay Baruchel) explains his hand-held, phone-like “pager-hybrid” that allows folks to check and answer emails and text messages. Naturally, Jim thinks the idea will never work, and hustles the two out before the “money men” walk in. And then Jim ignores a direct edict from the “big boss” and is promptly canned. He fumes back at his tiny home while watching hockey on TV before Jim thinks back to those ill-prepared nerds. The next day he drives to RIM, which seems more like a raucous college dorm, and offers to sell their device and erase their bank loan debt (it seems a big router sale went south) if he is made co-owner with 50% of the company. Doug balks, but Mike is interested in this abrasive “lifeline”. Soon they’re sweating through the weekend on a non-working prototype with calculator parts in order to meet with a major company in NYC on Monday morning. Its CEO John Wodman (Saul Rubinek) scoffs, saying this “BlackBerry thingee’ ” would eat up cellular minutes, but Mike has an idea to use free wifi and to make the messages use data rather than minutes. And once Mike works his magic, the “BB’ is a sensation. But success comes at a price as Doug is eased out, Mike becomes a “suit”, and Jim raids the other big software giants, luring execs with shady profit-sharing deals. Everything seems great until they all see the online rollout of something called an iPhone. Jim and Mike believe it to be just a bump in the road, but could it possibly derail the whole BlackBerry future?

Providing the needed energy to propel fairly familiar themes is the bravado performance from Howerton, perhaps best known as part of the ensemble of the cult TV cable comedy “It’s Always Sunny in Philidelphia”, as the power-hungry Jim. He’s almost the “love child” of ENTOURAGE super-agent Ari Gold and Gordon Gecko of WALL STREET. Jim’s a bald ball of fury, looking to acquire as much as possible while seething with revenge for anyone who slights him. But he’s the “human steamroller” needed by the timid folks at RIM, and he becomes the “tough love” mentor of Baruchel’s Mike, who yearns to keep his creation pure and close to his heart. Ah, but there’s the devilish imp of Jim on his shoulder and soon he’s emulating his fashion sense before agreeing to overseas production, Still, Baruchel’s furrowed brow and downcast eyes convey his “turn to the dark side”, Part of that is Mike’s rebuke of the best pal (and “shoulder angel”), Doug who Johnson portrays as a twister of exasperated comedic chaos in a headband and unwashed T-shirts and tank tops. Sure, he’s a bit dim though his affable nature gives him the ability to “see through” the conniving Jim. There are also some choice supporting roles for a bevy of screen vets. Michael Ironside (forever the king of the SCANNERS) is the glowering hulk brought in by Jim to “crack the whip” on the fun-loving staff, while Cary Elwes shines as the arrogant smug rival to Jim. And the aforementioned Rubinel has the proper surly gravitas as the kingpin-like “gatekeeper to riches”.

Hey, I forgot to mention that the actor playing Doug, Matt Johnson, is also the film’s director and the co-screenwriter (he and Matthew Miller adapted the book, “Losing the Signal” by Jacquie McNish and Sean Silcoff). Talk about doing a terrific job as a “multi-tasker”! He brings the comedy with his recreation of that 90s tech mania and the free-wheeling playful vibe of RIM (they take turns with a toilet plunger for the monitors), complete with the annoying beeps and buzzes of joining the internet. Yet, Johnson’s not merely a polished pop-culture satirist as he takes us down a dark pathway of greed and deception. This provides a very suspenseful final act as the main characters face the consequences while the feds encircle them, not to mention their annoyed partners. Hubris fuels a clever modern take on the “rags-to-riches-to-rags” cautionary saga making for a punchy, brisk two hours, You may not have ever owned one, but you should enjoy the tart and tasty BLACKBERRY.

3 Out of 4

BLACKBERRY is now playing in select theatres