DON’T LOOK UP – Review

(L to R) JENNIFER LAWRENCE as KATE DIBIASKY, LEONARDO DICAPRIO as DR. RANDALL MINDY, in DON’T LOOK UP. Photo credit: NIKO TAVERNISE/NETFLIX © 2021

What if the world did not respond the way it always does in every disaster movie to an impending doomsday invasion, meteor or – comet? What if the real world faced a giant “planet-killer” comet on a collision course with Earth? Would they come together to save the planet, like they always do in the movies? That is the question Oscar-winning director/writer Adam McKay (THE BIG SHORT) asks in his satiric comedy DON’T LOOK UP.

The comedy features a top-tier cast, with Leonardo DiCaprio as Dr. Randall Mindy, an astronomy professor at a Midwestern university, whose graduate student Kate Dibiasky (Jennifer Lawrence) discovers the giant comet. When Dr. Mindy figures out the comet’s terrifying trajectory, a deadly collision course with Earth, the pair set out to alert the federal government about the threat. The cast includes Meryl Streep as President Orleans, Jonah Hill as her Chief of Staff/son, Cate Blanchett as the co-host of a TV talk show with Tyler Perry as her co-host, Mark Rylance as a quirky tech billionaire who seems to have Asperger’s, Ron Perlman as a gung-ho former military hero, plus Timothée Chalamet, Ariana Grande and more.

DON’T LOOK UP is humor in the vein of DR. STRANGELOVE with a side of IDIOCRACY and a modern media slant, but with a bigger cast of idiots and hence more potential for things to go wrong. This satire is an equal opportunity ridiculer, taking swipes at all targets with range, from inarticulate scientists who can’t make a dire situation clear, to politicians wanting to use impending disaster to improve their party’s chances in the mid-term elections, to media talkers more enamored with the “hot” scientist’s good looks than his heated message, to political forces just denying facts and urging people to “don’t look up.” In DR STRANGELOVE, at least they could agree on the problem (well, mostly). In DON’T LOOK UP, as the title implies, denial abounds.

There are plenty of laugh-out-loud moments in this satiric comedy. Both DiCaprio and Lawrence are excellent as the alarmed scientists, increasingly frustrated that they message is not being taken seriously. The pair find a key ally in their effort to get something done to avert worldwide destruction in Rob Morgan’s Dr. Oglethorpe, a scientist at the Planetary Defense Coordination Office, a real NASA agency tasked with watching out for extra-terrestrial threats like this comet, as the film notes. Oglethorpe quickly arranges a meeting with the President for the two scientists, who are then sworn to secrecy and whisked away on a military transport jet to D.C. But once in the White House, they find themselves stuck waiting in a hallway, while President Orleans (Meryl Streep) deals with “more pressing” problems. After all, the comet isn’t going to hit the Earth for another six months.

Once the astronomers meet with the President and her Chief of Staff, (a very funny Jonah Hill), who also happens to be her son and occasionally slips up by calling her “mom,” things do not go well. Their “sky is falling” message is met with eye-rolling, and pressure to say the chance of a planet-killing direct hit by the enormous comet is less than the 100% the scientist insist on. The President’s focus is more on making the threat look less certain for PR reasons than finding a way to deflect the comet and avoid the planet’s destruction. No action is decided on, the White House will assess, and the scientists are instructed to keep their discovery secret in the meanwhile.

They don’t, thanks to the quick work by their ally Oglethorpe, who gets them on a morning talk show, The Daily Rip. But the happy-talk co-hosts, played marvelously by Cate Blanchett and Tyler Perry, are focused on finding the lighter side of this impending doom and on the good-looking professor. When Jennifer Lawrence’s the graduate student loses patience with them, her outburst does not play well on social media.

With the information revealed, the White House decides doing something about the comet might play well in the mid-term elections and the whole media/political circus gets rolling. Eventually, the President brings in a retired military hero, played by a blustering Ron Perlman, to head an mission to address the problem, and later a quirky tech billionaire, played with chilling style and the world’s whitest smile by Mark Rylance, who has another, profitable idea. Forces line up on either side of an “issue” that isn’t one.

Rylance’s performance is one of the stand-outs in this comedy, particularly in a tense scene with DiCaprio, where the astronomer tries to persuade the businessman to accept the input of expert scientists in finding a solution, only to be buried in a recital of the chillingly detailed personal information on the scientist that the ego-driven billionaire has collected on him, although it is irrelevant to the situation.

While the laugh-out-loud moments are plentiful, some might find its broad swipes on all sides too obvious, no matter how true they may be. The comedy draws parallels to some issues and takes aim at even more, and it is that broad focus that is a bit of a problem. While DR STRANGELOVE is focused on a single topic, nuclear war, DON’T LOOK UP can’t always maintain a single focus as it takes aim at host of problems that prevent the world coming together to solve a global threat. Bouncing from one example of self-destructive idiocy to another as it lands comic bombs, it diffuses its central focus. It is a flaw that makes this well-intentioned, talent-packed satire less the direct mocking hit it should be, despite its moments of gold and strong comic performances.

DON’T LOOK UP opens Friday, Dec. 10, in theaters, and debuts on Netflix on Dec. 25.

RATING: 3.5 out of 4 stars

Leonardo DiCaprio, Jennifer Lawrence, Ron Perlman, Timothée Chalamet, Ariana Grande And Meryl Streep Star In Trailer For Adam McKay’s DON’T LOOK UP

DON’T LOOK UP tells the story of two low-level astronomers, who must go on a giant media tour to warn mankind of an approaching comet that will destroy planet earth. In select theaters December 10, on Netflix December 24, watch the brand-new trailer starring

Kate Dibiasky (Jennifer Lawrence), an astronomy grad student, and her professor Dr. Randall Mindy (Leonardo DiCaprio) make an astounding discovery of a comet orbiting within the solar system. The problem — it’s on a direct collision course with Earth. The other problem? No one really seems to care. Turns out warning mankind about a planet-killer the size of Mount Everest is an inconvenient fact to navigate. With the help of Dr. Oglethorpe (Rob Morgan), Kate and Randall embark on a media tour that takes them from the office of an indifferent President Orlean (Meryl Streep) and her sycophantic son and Chief of Staff, Jason (Jonah Hill), to the airwaves of The Daily Rip, an upbeat morning show hosted by Brie (Cate Blanchett) and Jack (Tyler Perry).

DON’T LOOK UP (L to R) CATE BLANCHETT as BRIE EVANTEE, TYLER PERRY as JACK BREMMER, LEONARDO DICAPRIO as DR. RANDALL MINDY, JENNIFER LAWRENCE as KATE DIBIASKY, Cr. NIKO TAVERNISE/NETFLIX © 2021

With only six months until the comet makes impact, managing the 24-hour news cycle and gaining the attention of the social media obsessed public before it’s too late proves shockingly comical — what will it take to get the world to just look up?!

DON’T LOOK UP is written and directed by Academy Award winner Adam McKay (The Big Short) and also stars Mark Rylance, Ron Perlman, Timothée Chalamet, Ariana Grande, Scott Mescudi (aka Kid Cudi), Himesh Patel, Melanie Lynskey, Michael Chiklis and Tomer Sisley.

DON’T LOOK UP (L to R) LEONARDO DICAPRIO as DR. RANDALL MINDY, JENNIFER LAWRENCE as KATE DIBIASKY. Cr. NIKO TAVERNISE/NETFLIX © 2021

When asked about how each prepared for the film, Jennifer Lawrence, Leonardo DiCaprio and Adam McKay said:

Lawrence: I spoke to a brilliant astronomer named Amy Mainzer. I was mostly curious about what the world for a female astronomer looks like since they’re so outnumbered. That helped shape Kate’s personality, how she dresses, how she carries herself. I tried to learn about astronomy as well, but I don’t know how much of it I retained. Leo, of course, learned all of it.

DiCaprio: Amy Mainzer is our consultant and astronomer whom I had hundreds of conversations with. She helped me incredibly in playing Dr. Randall Mindy just to be able to articulate this science and basically almost gave me a Carl Sagan-like download on what astronomy is, what it means to be an astronomer, what you look for and the importance of what that means for my character. She was probably one of the most helpful elements to my character that I could’ve imagined. 

McKay: Amy was incredible. She was really a major ingredient in this movie. She was constantly fact-checking the script. Honestly, I can’t imagine us being able to pull it off without her. And, and on top of it all, she had a great sense of humor. I just heard the other day she saw the movie, and she was so excited by it. And in a way, that may be the reaction I value the most. Because scientists these days have been under such attack. And the idea that she felt heard seeing the movie was really exciting for me.

DON’T LOOK UP, RON PERLMAN as COLONEL DRASK Cr. NIKO TAVERNISE/NETFLIX © 2021
DON’T LOOK UP (L to R) SCOTT MESCUDI (KID CUDI) as DJ CHELLO, ARIANA GRANDE as RILEY BINA. Cr. NIKO TAVERNISE/NETFLIX © 2021
DON’T LOOK UP, Meryl Streep as President Janie Orlean. Cr. Niko Tavernise / Netflix © 2021
DON’T LOOK UP (L to R). Jennifer Lawrence as Kate Dibiasky, Leonardo DiCaprio as Dr. Randall Mindy, and Timothée Chalamet as Yule. Cr. Niko Tavernise / Netflix © 2021

WAMG Giveaway: Win the Judd Apatow Trilogy Blu-rays Including THE KING OF STATEN ISLAND

Over his storied career, Judd Apatow has elevated a series of promising young comedy talents to their first major big-screen performance, including Steve Carell, Seth Rogen, Jonah Hill, Jason Segel, Kristen Wiig, Amy Schumer and Kumail Nanjiani.

This year, Apatow directed Saturday Night Live breakout Pete Davidson in THE KING OF STATEN ISLAND, the bracing comedy about love, loss and laughter on Staten Island.

Now THE KING OF STATEN ISLAND is available on Blu-ray and you can win a copy as well as Blu-rays of Apatow’s previous comedies THIS IS 40 and THE 40-YEAR-OLD VIRGIN., Just leave a comment below telling us what your favorite Judd Apatow movie is. (mine’s KNOCKED UP! It’s so easy!)

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Scott (Davidson) has been a case of arrested development ever since his firefighter father died when he was seven. He’s now reached his mid-20s having achieved little, chasing a dream of becoming a tattoo artist that seems far out of reach. As his ambitious younger sister (Maude Apatow, HBO’s Euphoria) heads off to college, Scott is still living with his exhausted ER nurse mother (Oscar® winner Marisa Tomei) and spends his days smoking weed, hanging with the guys—Oscar (Ricky Velez, Master of None), Igor (Moises Arias, Five Feet Apart) and Richie (Lou Wilson, TV’s The Guest Book)—and secretly hooking up with his childhood friend Kelsey (Bel Powley, Apple TV+’s The Morning Show).

But when his mother starts dating a loudmouth firefighter named Ray (Bill Burr, Netflix’s F Is for Family), it sets off a chain of events that will force Scott to grapple with his grief and take his first tentative steps toward moving forward in life.

HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD – Review

It’s franchise time (when is it not) at the multiplex this weekend, though it’s not another superhero sequel or an even faster, more furious action series installment. No, this is fairly unique to this new century, this is an animated feature franchise. Back when Walt Disney made the first Hollywood cartoon features, sequels weren’t considered, rather the folks at the “Mouse House’ were well into the next iconic fable. That was still the case for many years after “Uncle Walt” left his kingdom, though THE RESCUERS returned a dozen years later. Sequels were mainly the domain of the “direct to home video” market (mocked in some circles as “cheap-quels”). Pixar changed this in 1999 when they too were making a home video follow-up to their first hit, TOY STORY, and then decided that it was deserving of a theatrical release (brilliant move). One of their main rivals, Dreamworks Animation, followed suit with a SHREK series. Now the studio is instead thinking “trilogy”, as in the “Lord of the Rings” and “The Hobbit” with their two most visually ambitious (and dramatically mature) properties. 2008’s KUNG FU PANDA was the first such, concluding three years ago. Now comes the last chapter of the story that began with one of 2010’s biggest hits, HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD.

Much like action or spy thrillers, this film begins with a big action set piece (almost the “slam-bang” finale of another story). It’s a dragon rescue mission against a band of nefarious “trappers” Leading the charge is Viking chief Hiccup (voice of Jay Baruchel) astride his faithful dragon steed, the Night Fury known as Toothless. At his side are his mother Valka (Cate Blanchett) and paramour Astrid (America Ferrera), along with their pals Snotlout (Jonah Hill), Fishlegs (Christopher Mintz-Plasse), and the twins Ruffnut (Kristen Wiig) and Tuffnut (Justin Rupple). The captured dragons (save for a very special one) are released and lead back to the haven known as Berk by the victorious rescuers. But as pointed out by Hiccup’s trusted consel since childhood, Gobbler (Craig Ferguson), the town precariuosly perched on mountain peaks may not have room for this dragon influx. Plus, more trappers could strike. Hiccup then recalls the stories his late father Stoick (Gerard Butler) told of the original dragon homeland, the “hidden world” where they lived in peaceful harmony. As Hiccup tries to piece together an old map showing its location, the trappers are plotting. They recruit the ruthless and cruel Grimmel (F. Murray Abraham) who has a secret weapon: a female Night Fury (Toothless was thought to be the last of his kind). When he leads his forces on a raid against Berk, Hiccup makes a momentous decision to pack up the village and find that “hidden world”. Will Grimmel thwart his quest? And what will happen with Toothless and his possible “mate”? Could Hiccup lose both his kingdom and his best dragon pal?

With nearly a decade voicing these roles, this stellar cast still brings something “new to the table”. The most compelling character arc belongs to Baruchel, who has gone from jittery, uncertain teen to the confident, smart leader of his team and his community (pop Stoick would be beaming). He may face the most challenging decision, one that pushes him into adulthood. Namely, he must choice what’s best for others (mainly Toothless), knowing the loss he will certainly feel. Speaking of feelings, the attraction between Hiccup and Astrid, voiced with great energy by the terrific Ferrera, at last blossoms from teenage infatuation to mutual love and respect. The two make a formidable romantic pair and fighting team that’s put to the test by this story’s very hissable major “meanie”, Grimmel. Abraham oozes arrogance and contempt for nearly all those around him (even his aides), with a slight sneer as his only hint of joy. Full disclodure: during the film, I was certain the voice came from Ciaran Hinds since Grimmel’s features are a superb bald caricature of the actor (I judged a book it’s cover or character desgn). Most of the rest of the cast provide great comic releief, particularly Ferguson as the gregarious and somewhat paranoid Gobbler (he sees bug-eyed beasties everywhere). And Wiig as the grumbling sullen Ruffnut who becomes a blithe grating chatterbox when captured by Grimmel’s forces (her blathering pushes him to the breaking point).

As with the previous two films, the viewer is dazzled by the imaginative character designs and marvelous sets (Berk, the trappers’ ships) from this impressive group of artists headed by the director of all three (teamed with Chris Sanders on the first) Dean DeBlois (who wrote this screenplay based on the book series by Cressida Cowell). Hiccup’s heroes first appear clad in the discarded scales (yes, they shed) of their dragon partners, prompting the trappers to think that they’re demons (Hiccup’s cool flaming sword adds to that belief, no doubt). Much like the Vikings we’ve seen previously, the trappers are lumbering man mountains, somehow able to snatch a rider off their steeds. The teetering towers of Berk are still a child-like toy delight (just keep piling on and on and…), but it’s often too much “eye candy” as the camera swoops in, around, up, and down with increasing velocity. The sight of those winged dragons zipping miles above the Earth still elicits a soaring sense of wonder, while keeping us on the edge of our seats as the riders are often caught in a perilous plummet. The visuals fly rings around the often stodgy, slow moving script. Two prolonged mating dances are in dire need of a trim. And some attempts at edgy humor (Snotlout openly lusts for Hiccup’s Mum Valka, as Tuffnut presses Hiccup to his chest in order to nuzzle his lush “beard”-like ponytales) seem wildly out of tune in an all-ages fantasy. Still, it’s final act is very moving and admirable, when the nearly ten-year-old tale comes full circle, as the film makers offer a real conclusion to the film trilogy, three TV shows, and quartet of shorts. Of course, the dreaded “reboot” is always a possibility (going on right now with that big green ogre), but lets hope that Hiccup and Toothless can enjoy the last trek through the skies in HOW TO TRAIN YOUR DRAGON: THE HIDDEN WORLD. Nighty night lil’ Furies.

3.5 Out of 5

MID90S – Review

Whether you grew up in the city or the country, you probably hung out with a group of similarly aged kids. You usually played games, explored, and occasionally got into a bit of mischief. The movies exploited that sensing of bonding and belonging nearly a hundred years ago when slapstick king Hal Roach created and produced the long-running series of short comedies called “Our Gang” (when they were sold to TV in the 50’s they were packaged under a new title “The Little Rascals: since teen gangs were the stuff of parental nightmares). In the late 1930’s, the “Dead End Kids were “B” movie staples right into the 50’s when they morphed into “The Bowery Boys”. More recently filmmakers have used the multi-kid format usually in a nostalgic setting. The 50’s were the backdrop for THE LORDS OF FLATBUSH and THE WANDERERS, the next decade had AMERICAN GRAFFITI and THE SANDLOT. But what’s the setting for this new teen buddy flick? It’s …gasp! No, not already?! Actor turned writer/director Jonah Hill returns to those golden days just a smidge’ over 20 years ago. Is it time to get all misty and nostalgic about the MID90S?

Oh, but this time is not a “golden” one for the film’s focus and hero(?) pre-teen Steven (Sunny Suljic). As the story begins, he’s getting pummeled by his older, much bigger brother Ian (Lucas Hedges). They’re left alone most of the day in the dirty, dingy little house they share with frazzled working single mom Dabney (Katherine Waterston). When Steven can escape Ian’s fists he peddles his bike to run-down Motor Street. He’s immediately drawn to a group of slightly older skateboarding teenagers. The ten year-old finally works up the nerve to enter their main hang-out, a skateboard accessories shop managed by the very cool Ray (Na-kel Smith). Steven is befriended by the slightly older Ruben (Gio Galicia), who becomes sort of an advisor or mentor. And Ruben introduces him to the rest of the group. Aside from Ray, there’s his BFF, the hard-partying, golden-tressed F*#ksh*t (Olan Prenatt) and the continually videotaping aspiring Spielberg, Fourth Grade (Ryder McLaughlin). Of course the moniker Steven’s just not cool enough, so they give him a nickname too: “Sunburn”. Over the next weeks and months, Sunburn hones his skateboarding skills and becomes the unofficial lil’ brother to the guys. But to keep up, he’s got to grow up fast as the long hot days turn into even hotter, more dangerous nights. So will Ian or Dabney ever step in, or will they lose Steven to his new “family”?

Suljic easily handles the burden of appearing in nearly every scene of the film, balancing a sweet innocent vulnerability with a fierce determination. We get that early on when Ian barks “Stay outta’ my room”, which prompts the pint-sized dynamo to barge right in. Sure, he’s a bratty lil’ bro, but Suljic shows us the fear in his eyes as he reacts to every small noise, ready to leap for safety. Later he shields his true feelings with a wall of cool indifference, hiding his need to belong, a yearning that makes him risk his very life. Truly solid work from a relative newcomer. It helps that he holds his own with the two more polished screen veterans. Hedges leaves behind the sensitive youth roles in his impressive resume (MANCHESTER BY THE SEA to the upcoming BOY ERASED) to play this brooding dark menace who seems to feel nothing but anger towards his much smaller sibling. Both actors have a great rapport with Waterston as the overwhelmed and under-equipped (in every way: financially, mentally, etc.) single mom. Her only relief seems to come from the string of “uncles” the sons see leaving her room in the mornings.

The film’s lead has several film and TV roles under his “belt”, while his circle of new pals may be best known for their skateboarding skills. Luckily they have an engaging on-screen charisma that smooths out the rough edges. Smith’s Ray is more the somber, father-figure to the group. He’s handling some responsibilities as manager of the shop, but we see that he has his “eyes on the prize”, with a future beyond the neighborhood. Of course Ray is best “buds” with his counterpart, Prenatt as the truly “laid back” F*#ksh*t who only lives in the “now”, perhaps rebelling against any form of adulthood, a true “lost boy” who needs things just as they are, even actively sabotaging his pal’s plans in a gripping third act showdown. McLaughlin’s Fourth Grade is mainly a silent observer, always recording his surrounding and interactions, really “living through the lens”. And then there’s the guy dealing with the most complex character arc, the often surly Galicia as Ruben. He’s the first to warm to Steven, perhaps welcoming someone who’s “lower on the totem pole”. The warmth leaves when the pupil gets more praise and attention than the teacher, and Galicia shows us the sad child beneath the hardened exterior.

Hill has decided to go the small, intimate route with his feature filmmaking debut. It’s shot on 16 mm with a “3 by 4” ratio to give it the “shot on the fly”, immediate look of a documentary. He gets great natural performances from his young cast and captures the feel of the decade (wall posters, CD racks, even a Bill Clinton rubber mask). Unfortunately, much of the script feels aimless with skateboarding montages used to break up the “hanging out” sequences (though many of the discussions are funny). For the over 30 crowds, particularly parents, the odyssey of Steven can be a stomach-churning endurance test, aside from the near-constant barrage of “f-bombs” and “n-words” replacing “bro” and “dude”. He endures some truly gruesome “board bang-ups” (with flowing plasma) that’s nearly as harrowing as his “private time” with an “older girl’ in a locked bedroom away from an ongoing party (thankfully much is in silhouette, but we later get a graphic “play by play”). And the adults are either nowhere to be found or they’re completely ineffectual. from the security guard they boy harass on opposite sides of a locked fence to Dabney who tries to confront Steven’s friends (they leer and make lewd requests) and is later literally shouted down by his son. Still, you can feel the passion Hill has for the subject and makes us hope that he will hone his skills and go deeper, and maybe higher than the MID90S for his next work.

2.5 Out of 5

Joaquin Phoenix in DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT Arrives on Blu-ray and DVD October 9th


Experience “one of the best performances of Joaquin Phoenix’s career” (SlashFilm) when the Rotten Tomatoes Certified Fresh™ Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot arrives on Digital on October 2 and on Blu-ray™ (plus Digital) and DVD October 9 from Lionsgate.

Experience “one of the best performances of Joaquin Phoenix’s career” (SlashFilm) when the Rotten Tomatoes Certified Fresh™ Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot arrives on Digital on October 2 and on Blu-ray™ (plus Digital) and DVD October 9 from Lionsgate. Directed by two-time Oscar®nominee Gus Van Sant[1] (Best Director, Milk, 2008; Good Will Hunting, 1997), and adapted from the autobiography of Portland’s controversial but praised cartoonist John Callahan, the honest and moving comedy follows the true-life story of Callahan’s road to recovery from his addictions through art after becoming a quadriplegic due to a life-changing accident. Academy Award®nominee Jonah Hill (Best Supporting Actor, The Wolf of Wall Street, 2013; Moneyball, 2011), Academy Award® nominee Rooney Mara (Best Supporting Actress, Carol, 2015; Best Actress, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, 2011), and Golden Globe® nominee Jack Black (Best Actor, Bernie, 2011; School of Rock, 2004) give outstanding performances alongside Phoenix. Including two insightful making-of featurettes, the Don’t Worry, He Won’t Get Far on Foot Blu-ray and DVD will be available for the suggested retail price of $24.99 and $19.98, respectively.

John Callahan (Joaquin Phoenix) has a lust for life, a talent for off-color jokes, and a drinking problem. When an all-night bender ends in a catastrophic car accident, the last thing he intends to do is give up drinking. But when he reluctantly enters treatment — with encouragement from his girlfriend (Rooney Mara) and a charismatic sponsor (Jonah Hill) — Callahan discovers a gift for drawing edgy, irreverent newspaper cartoons that develop an international following and grant him a new lease on life. Based on a true story, this poignant, insightful, and often funny drama about the healing power of art is adapted from Callahan’s autobiography and directed by two-time Oscar®nominee Gus Van Sant. Jack Black, Carrie Brownstein, Beth Ditto, and Kim Gordon also star.

BLU-RAY/DVD/DIGITAL SPECIAL FEATURES

  • “Inside the Accident” Featurette
  • “Inside the Hospital” Featurette

CAST

Joaquin Phoenix                    Walk the LineThe MasterHer 

Jonah Hill                               The Wolf of Wall StreetMoneyball

Rooney Mara                         The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

Jack Black                             JumanjiSchool of RockHigh Fidelity 

DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT – Review

Joaquin Phoenix as John Callahan and Jonah Hill as Donnie star in DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT.

Gus Van Sant’s DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT follows a man on a life-changing journey battling the alcoholism that led to an accident that puts him in a wheelchair, and along the way discovering a talent that gives him a direction in life. The film seems as much an admiration of Alcoholics Anonymous as anything but the man at the center of this darkly funny drama is not a fictional character. John Callahan was a counter-culture cartoonist who was a fixture of Portland, Oregon, until his death in 2010.  Callahan’s cartoons were noted for their irreverent dark-humor and were often compared to those of Gahan Wilson and Charles Addams. Callahan’s work won him a national following and loyal fans. But those fans expecting DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT to be a biopic on the cartoonist likely will be frustrated, as this film focuses narrowly on a particular, albeit pivotal, point in Callahan’s life. The film feels like it is more about alcoholism than Callahan.

That said, DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT does something to recommend it, which is the fine performance of Joaquin Phoenix as John Callahan. Actually, make that two fine performances, as Jonah Hill is outstanding (as well as nearly unrecognizable) as Donnie, Callahan’s AA sponsor. The film follows Callahan from his young adult drinking days, through his accident at age 21, and his recovery from the injury that left him a paraplegic and his adjustment to life in a wheelchair. The accident did not stop his drinking, and the film details that journey and his early days as a cartoonist.

Writer/director Gus Van Sant was once a cinematic shooting star, with films both popular and critically acclaimed like GOOD WILL HUNTING and ELEPHANT. In recent years, his reputation has fallen after a string of less effective indie films. DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT is a step up, his strongest recent effort, although perhaps not strong enough to entirely reclaim his earlier standing. Still, it is a polished effort and a worthy film, if you let go of expectations of a biography, and a strong showcase for Joaquin Phoenix and Jonah Hill, who may get some attention come awards season.

The film’s title DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT is the caption to one of Callahan’s cartoons, showing a stereotypical Western posse coming upon an empty wheelchair in the desert. The idea of being an outlaw evading authorities and also escaping his wheelchair are ideas that run through Callahan’s work, as well as the unexpected or startling. His unfiltered humor was often edgy and even sometimes offensive, which made his cartoons controversial even in his day but seems more so to modern eyes.

Phoenix plays Callahan with considerable charm and the cartoonist’s signature flaming red hair, speeding around the streets of Portland in his motorized wheelchair. He is hard to resist despite his self-destructive tendency, and it is easy to root for Callahan on his route to recovery and self-discovery. Phoenix captures both Callahan’s humor and his pain, the way he was haunted by being given up for adoption and his searing search for his birth mother, his lack of direction in life and his heavy drinking, and ultimately his unexpected discovery of his gift for cartooning and the redemption that brought.

Jonah Hill’s performance deserves attention, as the charismatic leader of the AA group. Donnie is wealthy, a hipster, blonde and gay. Hill, slimmer with long blonde hair and bearded, completely disappears into this character. Hill moves with a fluid grace and speaks with an ironic, knowing tone as the leader of this unlikely group. The strong supporting cast also includes Jack Black as drinking buddy Dexter, who was with Callahan when he had his accident, and Rooney Mara as Callahan’s Swedish girlfriend Annu. Jack Black is very good in his small role but Rooney Mara is largely wasted in the two-dimensional part of the girlfriend. Kim Gordon of Sonic Youth has a stronger presence as one of the people in Callahan’s AA group, playing an affluent country-club woman with a sometimes sharp tongue.

If one lets go of the idea of this being a biopic, the film is actually one of Gus Van Sant’s best recent efforts, well-constructed and perfectly paced, with an inspirational story that harkens back to his earlier GOOD WILL HUNTING. However, it is still a small film, a little gem, not a game-changing cinematic effort or a film likely to become a big popular hit. Still, Joaquin Phoenix’s performance, and Jonah Hill’s as well, are so good as to be awards-worthy, and should be remembered in the year-end award races, which alone makes the film worth seeing.

DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT opens in St. Louis on Friday, July 27, at the Hi-Pointe and Plaza Frontenac theaters.

RATING: 31/2 out of 5 stars

Joaquin Phoenix And Jonah Hill Star In First Trailer For DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT

Directed by Gus Van Sant, with a story by John Callahan and Gus Van Sant, watch the first trailer starring Joaquin Phoenix, Jonah Hill, Rooney Mara and Jack Black.

Amazon Studios will release DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT in theaters May 11, 2018.

DON’T WORRY, HE WON’T GET FAR ON FOOT will have its World Premiere at the 2018 Sundance Film Festival.

 

After Portland slacker John Callahan (Joaquin Phoenix) nearly loses his life in a car accident, the last thing he intends to do is give up drinking. But when he reluctantly enters treatment – with encouragement from his girlfriend (Rooney Mara) and a charismatic sponsor (Jonah Hill) – Callahan discovers a gift for drawing edgy, irreverent newspaper cartoons that develop a national following and grant him a new lease on life.

Based on a true story, this poignant, insightful and often funny drama about the healing power of art is adapted from Callahan’s autobiography.

Visit the official site: www.dontworry.movie

WAR DOGS – Review

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The kids are heading back to school, it’s getting a touch cooler (the multiplex is still a great place to beat the heat), the superheroes have packed it in (for a couple of months), so are we ready to return to the Middle East, or at least the big conflicts in the sand? That’s how we started out the year, with Michael Bay’s Benghazi docudrama. Well, there were two little films that followed, set in that hostile local. Two “dramadies”, one fact, the other fiction, to be precise. Tom Hanks was a “fish-out-of-water” in HOLOGRAM FOR THE KING, while Tina Fey was a TV news reporter (based on a real person) in WHISKEY TANGO FOXTROT. Yes, this new flick is a comedy, or at least that’s what the near constant onslaught of trailers and TV spots have been hammering home for the last several months. Hey, it’s from the director of the HANGOVER trilogy and it stars a full-fledged member of Judd Apatow’s ensemble. Now to be fair, the Middle East isn’t the only global territory that’s “marked” by these two self titled WAR DOGS. They’re bouncing across the globe, but we first meet one of them in…

Albania, around ten years ago, and David Packouz (Miles Teller) is having the worst morning of his life. Just how did he get in this spot? Well, we’ll need to flash back a few years to the Miami area. David’s barely making ends meet as a personal masseuse, schlepping his foldable cot back and forth to the homes of the wealthy. He’s ambitious, so he buys high-quality wholesale bed sheets and blankets, thinking he can sell them to the many retirement centers. This plan is a bust and the apartment he shares with his gorgeous gal Iz (Ana de Armas) is clogged with cases of the stuff. Then, at the funeral for an old school chum, Dave re-connects with an old pal, Efraim Diveroli (Joanh Hill), who is living the high life, having made a fortune selling high powered weaponry on-line. But now Efraim hopes to become a major player, thanks to the conflict in Iraq. After the scandals over “no bid” arms deals, the doors have been opened to all military suppliers, thanks to a government website listing all weapons needs and entertaining bids from anyone. Efraim offers to make David a partner. When Iz becomes pregnant, David accepts, but he lies to her about the new job, since Iz despises war. Their company, “AEY” scores it first big sale, a huge shipment of Beretta handguns to Iraq. When local laws strand the guns in Jordan, they guys fly in and personally transport the guns via a beaten-up truck to its destination (at great, great peril). They’re ready for a much bigger deal when AEY lands a 300 million dollar contract to outfit the new Afghan army. Efraim and David head to the big arms show in Vegas to find a supplier. They get more than they bargained for when David runs into the shadowy (he’s on the “watch list”) arms dealing legend Henry Girard (Bradley Cooper). He agrees to broker a sale with the government of Albania. They need to quickly unload literally tons of weapons and ammo. After traveling there, the guys believe everything’s on the “up and up”. Of course, many problems arise, needing David to stay there to supervise, leading to that awful morning in the first scene. Are these twenty-something hot shots in way over their heads?

Teller gives another complex performance in a worthy addition to his impressive resume (THE SPECTACULAR NOW, WHIPLASH). He brings an everyman vulnerability to Packouz. He’s a decent person, who chooses the wrong path, that of quick returns reaped from the misery of others. Teller shows us that David is keenly aware of the danger that awaits each step forward, a man full of regret and guilt over deceiving his love. He’s truly conflicted, unlike his partner Efraim, played as an uncontrollable force of nature by the energetic Hill. We think that this role will be one of his blustery buffoons, but Hill surprises us by going into very dark territory. Efraim creates a doppelgänger to seduce every new “mark”, but once the cash and drugs are flowing, his inner demons of greed and paranoia are unleashed. He’ll turn on anyone within striking range. In a terrific supporting performance, Cooper also flips his charming screen persona on its ear, with this true “lord of darkness”, digging his claws into the brash duo, and dragging them down into the fiery pits. Hiding behind massive, tinted glasses. Cooper’s Girard is cold, dead-eyed evil incarnate, a ghost suddenly materializing to wreak havoc. Kudos to de Armas for making Iz the strong-willed conscience of David, and to the ever-dependable Kevin Pollak as Efraim’s affable, clueless investor.

And bravo to director/ co-writer Todd Phillips for leaving the cinematic “comfort zone” of gross-out, hard-partying comedies, to deliver a film with a stinging satiric edge, one with an unapologetic political slant. In the film’s opening segment he fires his own “hypocracy-seeking” movie missile at Washington’s power players (and one recent presidency) with the clever use of graphics showing us a solider’s cost with price tags over every set of “boots on the ground”. Yes, he does overuse the freeze frame effect for emphasis and the chapter titles using bits of dialogue can be cloying and clumsy. And while we’re at it, the slo-mo shots of smoking (look at that big bong!) and snorting could be severely trimmed back (they like their weed, we get it!). But the film truly skewers those in charge thanks to the razor-sharp script Phillips co-wrote with Stephen Chin and Jason Smilovic based on a Rolling Stone article by Guy Lawson. While the David/Iz story might seem a distracting subplot (like those couples helped out by the trio in the MGM Marx Brothers flicks), Phillips uses the scenes to show the devastating cost of David’s descent. Cinematographer also turns in excellent work, giving each locale its own color palette: the Middle East is rust and orange-tinted sand, while Albania is a soggy blue. This flick, much like the recent GHOSTBUSTERS reboot, is another example of a film ill-served by its marketers. The trailers were selling a wacky, zany “bro-mance”, but WAR DOGS is a tough look at those real animals who would profit from tragedy.
3.5 Out of 5

 

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SAUSAGE PARTY – Review

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So… we’ve seen what our playthings do while we’re away in the TOY STORY trilogy. And just a few weeks ago we saw what our animal companions do when we’re off to work and school in THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS. Well, what’s left? Ya’ ever wonder what happens at the grocery store once the lights are out and the doors are locked? No, seems that Seth Rogen and his pals have been curious about everything on the shelves and in the bins. And, no big surprise, their imaginations have come up with something more than a touch adult. With their help, animation will burst through the confines of “all ages” entertainment, which has happened several times in the last five decades. Feature adult animation’s first big hit was the 1972 Ralph Bakshi adaptation of R Crumb’s underground comic FRITZ THE CAT. A sequel quickly followed as did a Bakshi follow-up, the autobiographical HEAVY TRAFFIC, along with some quickie rip-offs. Nothing could equal that feline’s smash, so a few other flicks popped up sporadically over the years like 1978’s WATERSHIP DOWN and 1981’s HEAVY METAL. Those were all in traditional 2D “cell” animation. Last year the “stop motion” puppet-style feature HELL AND BACK fizzled into multiplex limbo. Now it’s time to test those waters once more, now with 3D, computer animation (Pixar territory) as we join Rogen and the gang for a lewd, crude SAUSAGE PARTY.

It’s the start of another glorious day at the mega market “Shopwell’s” as surly manager Darren (voice of Paul Rudd) opens its doors to the public. The Fourth of July holiday is just around the corner, so he’s got a big red, white, and blue decorated display with all barbecue essentials. There’s a pack of “Tuxedo Hot Dogs” that’s the home for Frank (Rogen), buddy Carl (Jonah Hill), and the short statured Barry (Michael Cera). But Franks’s only thinking about the nearby pack of buns and his desire for the lovely Brenda (Kristen Wiig). He dreams of the day when one of the gods (customers) will scoop them up and transport them to paradise, where he and Brenda will finally…ya’ know. They’re rattled a bit when a returned jar of honey mustard (Danny McBride) screams about the horrors of “outside”. Brushing it off, Frank and his boys and Brenda and her gals are ecstatic when they are chosen and put in a cart. But on the way to check out, an accident occurs. Frank and Brenda are separated from their packs and are on the run from a revenge-seeking douche (Nick Kroll). Soon the lovers split up on their way back to “red and blue land”. Brenda is helped by a squabbling pair, Sammy Bagel, Jr (Ed Norton) and a Middle Eastern food wrap named Lavash (David Krumholtz) while Frank meets with the head of the “non-perishables” Firewater (Bill Hader) who admits to creating the lies about the “gods and paradise”. Barry and Frank’s pals soon learn of their true destiny at the home of their god. Will the rest of the “Shopwell” residents believe Frank’s raining on their beliefs. And will he ever get together with the beautiful Brenda?

The all-star vocal cast superbly parody their on-screen persons. Rogen as Frank is still the affable party goofball mixed with a “rom-com” leading man as he woos Brenda. As the most bountiful of the buns, Wiig conveys a yearning for her hot (and horny) dog, while unleashing the snark on her enemies. Cera’s Barry is the timid outcast (much like his many screen roles) who summons forth his inner action hero. Norton is a high-spirited, peppy sidekick as Sammy, while Krumholtz is full of bombastic bluster as the easily rattled Lavash. Krull is pure rage as the ” ‘roided-out” Douche. Bader pulls double duty, very funny as both a stereotypical, “un PC” native American liquor and a dim “bandito” beverage. McBride is perfect as the terror traumatized mustard jar. But the film’s unexpected delight is the comic turn by Salma Hayek as Teresa, a tempting taco with quite exotic tastes.

Directors Greg Tiernan (the conductor of many Thomas the Tank Engine shorts!) and Conrad Vernon (SHREK 2) keep the action rolling along at a brisk pace, knowing when to slow things down for a loopy encounter or bit of dialogue. They have collaborated with a most talented group of artists to give the film a unique look. Most of food characters have tiny “rubber-hose”-like limbs recalling cartoon shorts from the early “talkie” era, particularly the Fleischer Studios (Betty Boop) where inanimate objects would suddenly sprout legs and hands in order to sing and dance. The look of the human characters seems to be inspired by underground comix from the psychedelic era to the modern “indie” graphic novel. Darren, the store manager” would not be out-of-place in Peter Bagge’s “Hate” comic, while the Druggie (voiced by James Franco) could be the next door neighbor of Gilbert Shelton’s “Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers”. The underground comix certainly inspired the script that’s credited to five writers (Rogen and frequent partner Evan Goldberg, co-star Jonah Hill along with Kyle Hunter and Ariel Shaffir). A barrage of near-constant “F bombs” punctuate the movie’s opening scenes, perhaps to prepare us for the next 80 minutes or so (even in the bouncy “good morning” song from Alan Menkin of Disney fame). Of course there are lots of scatological humor (a shell-shocked roll of tissue) and dope gags (Frank smokes the peace pipe, er, kazoo). Then there’s the s-e-x, hoo-boy! The animators truly “go for it” with a final act orgy that outdoes anything in the infamous 1979 CALIGULA (it could make Bob Guccione blush!). What may be even more shocking than this sequence is the movie’s hidden “message”, namely a tough, barely disguised discourse on the creation of religion (here, a true opiate of the masses) and the pitfalls of “blind faith”. For those “chosen”, there’s no heaven, just cruel painful death worse than any slasher flick or “torture porn”. Unfortunately the story stops dead in its tracks for a theology debate between Frank and Brends, but the gross-out jokes resume quickly. But gee, if you thought ZOOTOPIA had a heavy subplot, well… And much like BLAZING SADDLES, this film is an equal opportunity offender, aiming its satire missiles at every color and creed. Yes, some jokes and gags fall flat, but there are enough that decimate the target (you may want to watch it again on demand or DVD in a few months, just to hit the pause to savor the barrage of funny visual assaults). So if you’ve got a taste for the outrageous (and a tad dangerous) then you’ll want to attend SAUSAGE PARTY. And if you are shocked and upset, well (as is said in the prologue of the 1931 FRANKENSTEIN) you’ve been warned!

4 Out of 5

 

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