Matt Weston (Ryan Reynolds) is one of those patriotic young Americans who think they're doing everything they're supposed to do.
The reason this is such a fantastic documentary is it doesn’t consist primarily of boring interviews and stultifying background information. This is almost pure performance art. And it’s unique.
There’s a reason that a certain set of movies is released at the end of the year, around Oscar voting time, and another set is released….sometime after. Right about now. Nobody even remotely expects this thing to win any awards for anything. But who cares? It’s Hollywood, so get the 3-D glasses, go buy some popcorn, bring the kids and lower your expectations and you’ll be fine.
This thing is neither fish nor fowl. It tries to be both an action movie and a romantic comedy, somehow simultaneously, but not surprisingly, it has a little difficulty sustaining believability when it so easily flip-flops between one mode and another. After a while, we get the impression that it’s all just a big act, which of course it is, but somehow it lacks something along the lines of the necessary suspension of disbelief.
It’s very difficult to like “Thin Ice,” because none of the characters are likeable.
It’s based on a true story, though some of the plot holes seem to challenge veracity. Maybe they couldn’t make this up.
Yes, you have to remember that the original three (1977-1983) are now called IV,V, & VI, and what is now called I (1999) actually serves as a prequel, with II and III completing the back story leading up to the originals.
“Rampart” refers to the name of the police station in Los Angeles where Dave Brown (Woody Harrelson) still worked in 1999.
C’mon, all you honest parents out there, you know who you are.
As horror movies go, this one is so old-fashioned it could have been made 70 years ago and no one would have known the difference.
This film is going to win lots of critical acclaim, but it will struggle to catch on in the United States.
“Real Steel”: Yes, it was nominated for an Oscar for best achievement in visual effects. And the boxing robot scenes are worth the price of admission.
In a way, it’s disingenuous to complain that this movie could have been made better. Of course it could.
Gina Carano has developed an interesting pathway to Hollywood: through being a professional fighter. And a good one. Oh, and it doesn’t hurt that she’s good-looking, in a girl-next-door, slightly hard-edged but still a little vulnerable kind of way. You might even enjoy a lunch date with her. You just wouldn’t want her after you.
It was a risk, casting an unknown in the primary role.
“The Grey” is one of those rare contemporary films that not only mention faith, but holds a significant and serious discussion about it.
Glenn Close has been trying to get this movie made for oh, about 30 years or so.
Mavis Gary is a pathetic character, and yet, somehow, we care about her. She’s self-centered, delusional, amoral, depressed, addictive and self-destructive, but she wants so desperately for the world to be as she wants it to be, rather than how it is, that we almost wish it with her.
“Iron Lady” is the story of the doddering years of Margaret Thatcher, the former prime minister of Great Britain.
OK, so it’s corny. I still liked it. For the believer, especially, it features some astounding aspects seldom seen in modern cinema:
The battle for Bosnia was the bloodiest combat since World War II, but it did not raise our national awareness like, say, the Gulf War.
We feel for Chris Farraday (Mark Wahlberg). In his younger years, he led a life of crime, but somehow he has been able to get out of “the life” and go straight, without anybody coming after him, either the law or his former cohorts. His successors in the international smuggling business have apparently felt no need to eliminate him as a potential informant.
Originally titled, in French, “The God of Carnage,” and written as a play, this one definitely looks staged, and definitely worships chaos.
Grand Rapids, Mich.: Wm. B. Eerdmanns. 286 pages
reviewed by SARAH SCHERSCHLIGT
On a morning walk, I caught sight of a bird circling over a pond. I was awestruck to witness it plummet into the pond and emerge with a catch.
by Thomas H. Groome
New York: Harper Collins. 384 pages
reviewed by JAMES F. CUBIE
Thomas Groome is a wise practical theologian who has written a superb book on how to do educational ministry that gives both a compelling, systematic vision of the theology that should support any practical effort to educate and grow disciples, and leads its reader through a series of personal and communal questions that relate directly to how a church operates day-to-day.
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