Friday, July 25, 2014
Netflix This Movie! Vol. 87
The Master (2013, dir. Paul Thomas Anderson) So I know this movie is good...but I don't know how good. I'm willing to watch it 20 more times to figure out how good it is.
What About Bob? (1991; dir. Frank Oz) I watched this movie a lot when I was younger for some reason. We probably recorded it off of the Disney Channel (our version of HBO—so you know how cool I was as a kid). I loved it then and wanted to see how well it holds up. Pretty well, as it turns out. This isn't the best movie made by anyone involved, but it takes a simple premise then sets Bill Murray loose as a needy manic-phobic who drives his psychiatrist Richard Dreyfuss nuts by invading the neurotic doc's family vacation at Lake Winnipesaukee, NH. Murray and Dreyfuss are well-cast, the jokes mostly land, and the film has just enough darkness to give its goofy sweetness some bite. I can't quite divorce myself from the nostalgia (I was shocked at how much I'd internalized the dialogue), but this movie is a fine way to while away an evening on Summer vacation.
Elaine Stritch: Shoot Me (2013, dir. Chiemi Karasawa) This superb documentary, made all the more poignant by Stritch's recent passing, will forever define the meaning of the word TROOPER as it pertains to showbiz. Candid to a sometimes uncomfortable degree, the film also answers the age-old question, "Why on earth would you pay money to see a performer who can no longer remember the lyrics?" Highly recommended.
All Cheerleaders Die (2014, dir. Lucky McKee) For the first time ever this week, I'm recommending a movie I don't think I like very much. I reviewed All Cheerleaders Die when it was released earlier this year and found myself disappointed by it, but I'm such a fan of writer/director Lucky McKee that I want other people to see the movie and tell me I'm wrong. There's a lot to like in the movie -- the two lead performances are good and the whole thing has a fun energy to it -- so I'm not sure why it didn't come together for me. Maybe some of you will feel differently and can shed some light on it. If nothing else, McKee is a filmmaker whose movies deserve to be seen and talked about, and now that this one is on Netflix there's no reason why you shouldn't check it out. I know I'll be watching it again.
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Patrick, I watched All Cheerleaders Die earlier this week and not only do I agree with you on the disappointment, I don’t think you went far enough in your criticism. Taken on its own it’s just a generic and kinda crappy horror movie. The fact that Lucky McKee followed The Woman (one of the best horror films ever made) with this is a disgrace. I am struggling to come up with anything positive to say about this one. It would be like if Kubrick followed up The Shining with Paul Blart: Mall Cop. As a big McKee fan I’m hoping he rebounds big time with his next movie!ReplyDelete
OK, I'll try All Cheerleaders Must Die based on that. I WANT it to be good.ReplyDelete
Yeah, I'm definitely going to watch that too - based on the reviews of Pat and Matt my expectations are lowered, but sometimes that can work to a movie's benefit...Delete
The Master might just be the best thing someone can watch on Netflix. Just really an amazing movie all around. No movie made me miss Phillip Seymour Hoffman more than this one.ReplyDelete
I watched All Cheerleaders Die last night and just re-read your review - alas, I couldn't agree more. I maybe liked it even less. It's got a few good moments (e,g, the guy losing his virginity to cold vagina was kinda funny) but it just never clicked for me and I had to struggle to even pay attention to it at times. I didn't expect it to be anywhere near as good as The Woman, but this just felt almost amateurish in comparison - bummer.ReplyDelete
Dammit, Patrick, you were right! Glad I watched it though.