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Horror; Let Me In & Wakewood Reviews 2/5/11.

Let Me In


Reviewed by James Cheetham
jamescheetham.jcc@gmail.com

It’s hard to review a remake of an already brilliant and recent film. It means the original is still relatively fresh in your mind with its first viewing and in most cases the remake will pale in comparison. Let Me In is a perfect example of this.

Unlike many remakes, Let Me In is not a bad film, far from it. But its existence is fairly pointless (much like other recent remakes such as Quarantine, the unneeded remake of Rec), with characters and themes all being tackled in the same way as the original and not really attempting anything radically different. The only two differences that crop up are the obvious language differences and the acting.

Let Me In lacks the atmosphere of the original with the melodrama being more evident in the remake and over fraught, something that eats away at the mysteriously sinister nature of the characters/relationships. The lead actors are not bad in any sense, but appear average when compared with the otherworldliness of the leads from Let The Right One In. They simply do not have the same chemistry or depth.

If viewed alone, Let Me In would have been a great film, but with the Swedish version having beaten the Hollywood edition to the punch, this film comes across as lacking and merely rolls along, always slightly missing out on the magic of Let The Right One In.

3/5


WakeWood

Reviewed by James Cheetham
jamescheetham.jcc@gmail.com

Hammer horror, in an attempt to break back into the world of modern terror and pushing aside the torture-porn and remake purgatory of Hollywood is back, lambasting us with its usual fare of British eeriness.

Pulling strings from classics such as The Wicker Man and Don’t Look Now, Wakewood toils with a married couple who recently lost their daughter and move to the British countryside village of Wakewood.

As events progress and the mystical underbelly of Wakewood is revealed, our appetite for the sinister is fed and things evolve to involve sacrificial rituals, resurrection, creepy villages and plenty of bloody murder.

Whether director David Keating has made the effort to direct Wakewood to give it a slight hammer horror amateurish atmosphere, or simply lacks the talent is not 100% clear as the direction is sometimes uneven and doesn’t manage to achieve a balanced style throughout. However, the use of abrupt zoom-ins add to the classic horror feel and the plot weaves along in similar clichĂ©d aplomb.

Wakewood makes for a vaguely entertaining yarn, but the lack of originality is hard to overlook even with the rather entertaining finale.

2/5





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Somewhere Review

Somewhere

Reviewed by James Cheetham

Jamescheetham.jcc@gmail.com

As an avid fan of Lost in Translation, I knew I was going to love this film. And while I can’t quite decide whether Somewhere topped it, I know that I definitely developed a deep fascination with it.

Sofia Coppola’s latest is rife in a quiet brilliant beauty that instils every single frame with a certain elegance. Whether this is an elegance of innocence, hope, self-destruction or sleaze, it spills from the screens as the camera slowly crawls through the life of fictional A-list celebrity Johnny Marco (Stephen Dorff) and his 11 year-old visiting daughter (Elle Fanning).

The two central performances are tone perfect. Dorff creates a living crack that allows you to peak into the downside of a hedonistic-led life, and Elle Fanning juxtaposes his performance with a shy confidence that hides a pre-pubescent tirade of emotions and hormones soon to come.

Coppola sticks to what she knows and doesn’t try to develop a different style just for the sake of it. Somewhere has the same meandering essence that Lost in Translation was soaked in, but it works for the development of the characters and the slow moving plot, resulting in a strong sense of alignment between the characters and the viewer . This is put to good use within the moments of drama, and while not frequent, when they happen they become wonderfully intimate and hypnotic moments that showcase the talents of Coppola.

If you like your films slow-moving yet immensely satisfying, Somewhere is a must-see. An accomplished piece of cinema that calls for further viewings and satiates a hunger within cinephiles such as myself who will find themselves calling for further Sofia Coppola films to be brought into creation.

5/5

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The Adjustment Bureau Review

The Adjustment Bureau Review


Reviewed by James Cheetham
jamescheetham.jcc@gmail.com

To be perfectly honest, I’ve had enough of Matt Damon and his damn running. The Bourne films were awesome, mainly because he interspersed his running with the odd face jab or kick, but it seems to becoming more prevalent that Damon is basing his roles on the amounting of running within the script.

His most recent role finds him chasing a lost love, a girl he should have ended up with, but due to various fantastical reasons, his destiny with her was dodged, changed, and warped, (so he’d become the president of the United States. Obviously.)

With this relationship as the foundation of the narrative, The Adjustment Bureau becomes a romance film wrapped loosely within the trimmings of scifi/fantasy. Fantasy you ask? Yes, because the main plot device of the film is the use of angel-like creatures. They are men in suits who mince around in bowler hats with little notepads that reveal the life maps of people, life maps that they must ensure are followed.

These bowler-hat men meddle in the everyday lives of humans to make sure we all reach our ultimate goals and generally just walk around using free will to wipe their ass. Why? Because last time they let us live by free will we invented genocide. Go us.

So they are involving themselves in our mess to make sure the human species eventually climbs towards its finale.

Matt Damon’s character sidesteps his controlled fate when he meets a ballerina played by the marvellous Emily Blunt. The chemistry between the two is brilliant and makes his constant pursuit of her believable. But with his fawning after her meaning he is not reaching his written destiny the angels become involved, attempting to break the two up. The excitement of the film doesn't really kick in until the end when there is a chase scene and a whole lot of jargon is spilled out into the film, which ultimately just leads to Damon running around a lot. Again. And after all the running? A boring deux ex machina that will have most eyes rolling in annoyance.

So prior to the final triathlon, The Adjustment Bureau is simply rather a lot of romantic yearning and composition driven dialogue via suited men. Overall? Not nearly entertaining enough and it falls into the frequent trap of; seen the trailer? seen the film.

2/5

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Update; 26/4/11.

With a schedule of full-time work and busy weekends, my attention to my writing has dropped significantly. So in a bid to motivate myself back into writing, I've decided to try and keep up a steady flow of film reviews by shortening them and making them snappier.


I'm also not limiting myself to just reviews for other websites and will be writing short reviews of films I catch through-out the week and posting them on here. Again, they won't be the 700 + wordy reviews I usually do, simply because I do not have the time to manage that these days.

So hopefully the shorter reviews won't be a complete literary wreck and may also be easier for readers who just want to scan over a film review rather than read a 1000 + word review...(black swan review. *cough* *cough*)

Cheers guys!

-James

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You Will Meet A Tall Dark Stranger Review


written for www.devildeeds.com

Reviewed by James Cheetham
jamescheetham.jcc@gmail.com

Being a Woody Allen film about love, life and relationships, You Will Meet A Tall Dark Strangerbegins just as you'd expect; with the black and white opening title credits, the jaunty music, and the inevitable narrator. After dire offerings such asCassandra's Dream, it is an opening that will put you in the mindset that this is Allen back to doing what he does best. Despite the fact that you may have an inclination of how the narrative will unfurl and the type of dilemmas the characters will encounter, you can't help but find yourself with that content smile plastered across your face in anticipation for the following Woody Allen frivolities.

Like past successes such as Hannah and Her Sisters and Vicky Christina Barcelona, You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger, handpicks a few characters, highlights their love life and zooms in on the day to day catastrophes that unwind amongst family members, careers and everyday home life.

Firstly we have the married couple of Alfie (Anthony Hopkins) and Helena (Gemma Jones), whose marriage is breaking down due to Alfie's mid-life crisis and his need to return to his younger fitter days. Their daughter, Sally (Naomi Watts), is also having marital issues with her hubby, Roy (Josh Brolin), a struggling writer who is putting off the idea of having kids and instead finds himself transfixed with the beauty in the red dress, Dia (Freida Pinto), who resides in the opposite building block.

As the narrative continues, further spanners in the works are introduced, mainly in the form of Sally's seductive art gallery boss, Greg (Antonia Banderas) and Alfie's new and much younger fiancé, Charmaine (Lucy Punch).

As the characters bump into each other and interact, the relationships twist and turn into an inevitable conclusion of disaster but Allen imbues this with his token dark humour that makes you laugh and cringe. You feel sympathy for the characters as things fall apart, but in equal measure feel as if they deserve all the mess they find themselves in due to their rather selfish wishes. We all want that perfect lifestyle of career and lover, and the reality is that not everyone will achieve that dream job while continuing a passionate and committed relationship.

The acting is passable, nothing particularly stand-out, other than the hilariously over-the-top performance from Lucy Punch, who drains as much comedy-gold chavness from Charmaine as possible. Naomi Watts is far from bad, but she does suffer from the problem of the occasional wooden line-delivery due to her faux British accent, an affliction seen with other actresses such as Natalie Portman in V for Vendetta.

Being no exception from many other Woody Allen films, ...Dark Stranger makes the setting of the film as much of the character as the people. Returning to the city of London after exploring it in other films such as Match Point, we are given a rather warm looking England with hues of orange, a colour sometimes out of place from the usual greys used to depict the city. But while ...Dark Stranger is less of a love-note to the city as seen in his love for New York in Manhattan or Annie Hall, it is nice to see London presented as a vibrant place, unlike the boiling pot of crime and hoodlums as it is usually seen as.

You Will Meet a Tall Dark Stranger concludes in the usual Woody Allen open-ended nature. Nothing is truly solved and the only character who is left somewhat content is that of Sally's mother Helena, the woman who gives the film its title in the first place due to her frequent visits to a psychic. Helena may be the furthest from a real sense of reality as she embroils herself in the worlds of fortune-telling and mysticism, but she ends up the happiest.

So maybe that's the moral of Woody Allen's tale; don't bog yourself down with the inevitable acceptance of reality and instead find a level of contentment in your own ridiculous illusions.

3/5

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Justin Bieber: Never Say Never 3D Review


Written for www.onthebox.com



Reviewed by James Cheetham

The Bieber epidemic that seems to have gripped the world as effectually as a medieval plague is everywhere, so it was inevitable that our mainstream cinema screens would not be spared their own bout of tween fever. Bombarding our screens in 3D, we can all join together and squeal in (attempts at) pre-pubescent joy as a larger-than-life version of Bieber looks out of the screen and points at us mid-song. It’s like being on stage with him! Joy! (*scoff*)

Putting that sarcastic scoff aside, the truth of the matter is that Never Say Never is not quite as laughable as the various naysayers will have expected it to be, and as the likelihood of cynics going within five miles of a screening are remarkably low, it should delight the screaming girl-children that flock to see it. However, any biopic of someone aged 16 is of course ridiculous and clearly serves only on£ purpo$e. But while this concert movie-slash-documentary goes some way towards explaining the phenomenon of Bieber Fever, we get nowhere nearer to understanding Bieber the boy.

The concert parts of the film will be as intoxicating for a Bieber fan as heroin was to Renton. They are slathered on to the big screen in sumptuous 3D and colour, displaying various performances with many special guest stars. The equally-nauseating Miley Cyrus makes an appearance, as does Usher in all his pop-locking glory and we are also treated to the croonings of Boyz II Men and Sean Kingston. The other parts are an amalgamation of home videos, YouTube clips and back-stage shenanigans.

One strange point that has to be made about NSN is that despite the fact that this is a film revolving around the life of Justin Bieber, not once do we actually have any sort of interview with the singer or the chance to delve into how he feels about the furore that surrounds him. It is a master class in how to promote while also protect a celebrity product; the audience watches 105 minutes of this film and feel as if they have somehow got to know the star, in reality we get nowhere near the personality of the lad. Instead we have countless interviews with the people that surround him; his mum, (who gives eye-rolling moments of pure Americana cheese), his grandparents and the touring management that all form the ‘functioning dysfunctional’ Bieber family.

One of the members of this awful crowd is the stylist; if the Oscars suddenly decided to add in ‘The Biggest Douche Bag’ category to their annual shindig, then he would be rightly stood at the podium accepting the award in a few weeks time. He seems to froth through a tirade of hideous yelps and impressions in some strange attempt to be ‘down’ with the Bieber and therefore the kids, and the worst thing is that Bieber seems to love the man. If that was me I’d be using my star power to invest in some cyanide.

2/5

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