Showing posts with label Blair Underwood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blair Underwood. Show all posts

July 19, 2024

Longlegs.

Review #2230: Longlegs.

Cast: 
Maika Monroe (Lee Harker), Nicolas Cage (Longlegs), Blair Underwood (Agent Carter), Alicia Witt (Ruth Harker), Michelle Choi-Lee (Agent Browning), Dakota Daulby (Agent Horatio Fisk), Kiernan Shipka (Carrie Anne Camera), Jason Day (Father Camera), and Lisa Chandler (Mother Camera) Written and Directed by Oz Perkins.

Review: 
"I really just tried to make something that would be noticeable and enjoyable, especially to a horror audience. Horror audiences put up with a lot of bad stuff and they take it because they need it; they need the horror fix. But every once in a while, you want to give them something that’s a little bit more manicured and curated for them."

I will admit that I waited a bit to write this review because I wanted to process just what this film managed to do in its execution and understand just where the film rests as probably one of the more breakout kind of films to hit the theater. For one thing, this is the fourth film directed by Oz Perkins, who became a director in 2015 with The Blackcoat's Daughter. He had done a few stints in acting prior to becoming a writer/director, as one might expect from the son of two actors. One description of the film by Perkins (as writer/director) was one where the aim was to "create a pop art piece." There apparently was a guerilla marketing campaign (as coordinated by distributor Neon) when it came to marketing the film that involved stuff one could find in billboards and "true crime" websites to go with masking a certain presence for trailers (no television). Well, I found the movie having buzz because of a bit of rumblings on the thing they call the Internet and was thinking "if it makes my theater, sure"; the result was a film that has been said to be relative hit for all involved since being released this July.

I want to preface this by saying that the movie is pretty good on the technical levels. It is the kind of movie that doesn't really ripple away from its period setting and it does have a level of dread present within that conclusion drawn from sacrifices. Anyway, I was fine with the movie, but I really should temper my expectations on a movie that gets some really good buzz. You get a few familiar feelings when watching it such as Se7en (1995), or other serial killer-related topics but don't find something lacking in atmosphere when it comes to details for a calmly lived-in 101-minute feature. The film is a showcase of sorts for Monroe (who actually starred in a film I should probably have covered before with It Follows [2014]), mostly because her clinical performance works wonders for the film in inquisitive grace. She just has that zip without even needing much dialogue to really make it all work in someone thrust into such a growing rumble of startling realization that comes with being gripped with the actual place in the art of procedure. And then of course there is Cage, caked in some interesting makeup and a few scenes to lurk around with the presence of a spider weaving yet another web for itself. He achieves an unsettling feeling with the way he approaches the camera with an aura of expression and timing that you can believe could lurk among the rest of the pawns in the board of life and death (consider how one sees him from his first sighting and, say, the one where he lurks in a small store). Underwood and Witt are crucial keys in forming the fair amount of dread that comes in procedure, particularly with the latter because of the on-screen dynamic between the two that shows the right amount of understanding in what really lurks beyond the nature of parental sacrifice. As a whole, I found that waiting to assess the film made me realize that a film that wanted to play patient within general patience in procedure did in fact manage to do just enough to work in good execution despite my misgivings that arose from the handling in between a certain moment and the climax, which is pretty unsettling in the ultimate long run when it comes being, well, the end of a story in more ways than one. It isn't exactly my favorite horror film of the year, but it is still pretty efficient in most of its unsettling foundation to make a worthwhile feature in the eyes of procedural dread and the beast that lurks in both secrets and sacrifices that could work well for those with the patience to just let it sink in.

Overall, I give it 8 out of 10 stars.

February 25, 2024

Posse (1993)

Review #2180: Posse.

Cast: 
Mario Van Peebles (Jesse Lee), Stephen Baldwin (Jimmy J. "Little J" Teeters), Billy Zane (Colonel Graham), Tone-Lōc (Angel), Melvin Van Peebles (Joe "Papa Joe"), Tom Lister Jr (Obobo), Big Daddy Kane ("Father Time"), Reginald VelJohnson (Preston), Blair Underwood (Sheriff Carver), Isaac Hayes (Cable), Charles Lane ("Weezie"), Robert Hooks (David "King David" Lee), Richard Jordan (Sheriff Bates), Pam Grier (Phoebe), Nipsey Russell (Snopes), Paul Bartel (Mayor Bigwood), Salli Richardson (Lana), and Woody Strode (The Storyteller) Directed by Mario Van Peebles (#1978 - New Jack City)

Review: 
Oh sure, "revisionist Western" isn't exactly the newest thing for the 1990s, but, hey, I dig action Westerns or ones with interesting ensembles, and I had this film in mind for last February, so screw it. This was the second film directed by Mario Van Peebles, following the resounding success of New Jack City (1991), and it perhaps makes sense to make a big spectacle Western film and have yourself as the star. Hell, if Eastwood or Poitier can do it...anyway, the film was written by rookie screenwriters Sy Richardson and Dario Scardapane. The film was a modest hit with audiences at the time, at least on a reported budget of $3 million. Strode, who had previously been featured in a variety of Westerns alongside documentaries such as Black Rodeo (1972), is featured for parts in the beginning and end, which also includes a clip from Once Upon a Time in the West (1968) to go with clips from older black cowboys such as The Bronze Buckaroo (1939). Of course, like Buck and the Preacher, it never hurts to have something to jog interest in actual historical things, such as with Buffalo Soldiers, the U.S. Army regiments consisting of African Americans that served on the frontier for the latter years of the 19th century and early 20th century. In 1997, Van Peebles wrote and starred in a made-for-TV/video film called Los Locos, which was directed by Jean-Marc Vallée (director of future films such as Dallas Buyers Club), which was billed in some places as "Posse Rides Again", even though it really isn't related to this film. Van Peebles has kept busy over the years in directing (sometimes in television), whether that involves television or his latest film, which appropriately or not, is titled Outlaw Posse (2024).

It is a frantic film that seems like a tribute to the energetic Spaghetti Westerns along with blaxploitation features, which means one has a film that sometimes looks like it is going to collapse under its overwhelming nature. Is it overproduced and underdeveloped in characters? Maybe, but if you throw a bunch of likeable folks and a few cute moments together, then why not? What, one has to say they are a serious Western in order to be thought of as such? Fun indulgence when it comes to spinning a "town defense" story generally wins most of the time. This is a film with dueling narratives of "revenge and perseverance" that flashes off for start and end of 111 minutes with a bit of flabbiness in the middle. The persistent flashbacks remind me of High Plains Drifter (1973), which I can see as both interesting and slightly overproduced by the time one sees a sepia tone sequence involving folks you know are responsible again (which is where you see Hooks at any point of the film). The strong silent type works fine for Van Peebles, because in a film of generally familiar roles, he doesn't strain himself one bit, unless one finds macho posturing to be some sort of bad thing (one isn't exactly expecting a comedy Western like Blazing Saddles). Of the folks around him in the "posse", probably Baldwin does best when it comes to conniving relief, although Kane's relaxed composure is close at hand. If one accepts the array of appearances that might as well be cameos, it is fine to see folks like Hayes appear briefly (and yes, one does get a scene or so with father and son of Van Peebles, which I would expect for indulgences). Zane chomps the screen from time to time in general skullduggery that is totally in line with a fun Western outlook (complete with eyepatch and ridiculous final scene), while Jordan (in his penultimate film role prior to his death in 1993) strikes at the heart of venom and malice that is also fair to appreciate in acting. As a whole, the film is frenzied and probably a bit slipshod when it comes to doing anything particularly new with the genre, but I appreciate the attempt to make a black cowboy film on one's own terms. It was fun enough to watch once and get a few kicks out of the execution of action, and it might work out just as well for you if one is the mindset for what it is selling. 

Overall, I give it 7 out of 10 stars.