Initially going in to see this movie I was expecting something completely different. Rather than the stereotypical horror movie, "The Number 23" was more of a build up suspense film, leaving you anxious and troubled in your seat waiting to uncover the truth behind this book. In the movie the main character Jim Carrey had become so obsessed with the book also called "The Number 23", that throughout the course of the story he had become so convinced that it was based off his life due to the fact of the resemblences between him and the main character in the story known as Fingerling. Not only was he discovering the similarities between him and the character but he was discovering that the root of all this madness was the number 23. That's what put the extra twist to the movie. But I have to say that I found my self very confused and lost throughout the movie until the end when everything was unveiled. I wasn't very happy with the end, and I don't want to spoil it for those who have not seen it yet, but let's just say it was one of those endings that didn't fit the movie. And the worst part is that we never figured out the significance or the meaning of this number 23! Why 23, as the number of his obsession? What did it mean? That was really frusterating not to have those questions answered. But all and all it was an okay movie and it was nice to see Jim Carrey stray away from his usual comedic and silly acts and see him play a more serious role.
Another movie from Nicolas Cage. Unlike his other movies this is a little different or I rather say not to the mark. Cage acting is good but the movie don't have that many action as expected from an action movie. The thing that got my attention was the burning skeleton head. What were they thinking.... Over all it is an average movie. For Nicolas cage fans it might be a treat for rest of us ,Its just a movie.
If you have nothing else to do , sure go ahead and watch this movie.
Borat came to the U.S. and A to make a movie-film. He wanted to learn about the Ã¢â‚¬Å“greatest country in the worldÃ¢â‚¬Â and make a documentary to benefit his homeland of Kazakhstan. The result? To say the least Ã¢â‚¬â€œ a film that shows off how not so great America is; and a man, Sacha Baron Cohen, who has quite possibly exposed himself as the funniest man on the planet.
As the sex-crazed, Jew hating, tactless Borat, British comedian Baron Cohen lights up the silver screen with hijynx, and stuns his audience with painful amounts of laughter. The film is an outward gesture of gratuitous irreverence, following Borat as he travels through America, meeting with some of the most unbelievable characters that our country has to offer. From the edgy New Yorkers who threaten to kick his ass on the subway to the anti-homosexual, gun toting Bush-ite Rodeo manager who advises him to shave his mustache to make him look less like a terrorist to the Right wing Evangelists that try and save his soul and introduce him to Jesus Ã¢â‚¬â€œ it is America that seemingly becomes the butt end of each joke. The film, on some higher level of genius on the part of Cohen, exposes some of the Ã¢â‚¬Å“lowsÃ¢â‚¬Â of American culture Ã¢â‚¬â€œ a tragic but hilarious sight to be seen.
Another hilarious sight comes at the expense of the lead man himself, and his antics that keep the audience laughing from bell to bell. To be honest, I have not laughed this hard at a film in a long, long time. From his mannerisms to the audacity that he has for showing some skin, Cohen makes every single minute of this film funny. And just like any other comedy, there are moments where the humor must take a back seat to plot development, but not for long in this case. It seems as if every 2 minutes Borat is finding some way to get himself into some predicament that leaves the audience laughing so hard that they are on the verge of having an accident.
But what makes Borat so special is not just CohenÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s uninhibited way, but how well the film works on a whole. Just as Cohen has paraded around from interview to interview never breaking character for a moment, the film does the same. From minute one it looks like a Kazakhstani documentary, and it never breaks its stride even for a moment. The production values can sometimes be inconsistent, making it easy to tell which scenes were stages and which were Ã¢â‚¬Å“on the flyÃ¢â‚¬Â, but that doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t take away from the filmÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s ability to be absolutely hilarious.
And it is that factor, in the end, that is the overriding truth of BoratÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s movie-film: it is 110%, indisputably hilarious. You have to be able to handle some gratuitous male nudity, some anti-Semetic jokes and of course Ã¢â‚¬â€œ lots of painfully true forms of Americana, but in the end you will laugh your ass off. While Borat himself may be a bit ignorant to the ways of America, his creator and the man behind the mustache is a genius when it comes to making America laugh.
By: Neil Miller
Oh my God! The world is going to end December 23, 2012. (20+12=32 backwars its 23). Anyways before the worlds end I saw the new Jim Carrey thriller, in which he plays a man named Walter who obesses over the number 23. I personally think its just a number, like 13, boy wait until The Number 13, (if hasnt already been released.) This movie, follows the animal control officer, who is called to catch a dog called Ned, (he thinks its stands for Nasty Evil Dog). His wife buys him a book called "The Number 23" and he becomes obessed with the subject, and sees a scientist dude who tells him about the number, and it's connection to the devil, and this man is suspected of sleeping with his wife. Okay, anyways the movie wasn't that bad, could have been better, was entertaining and better then The Grudge 2 and The Messengers.
Director David Fincher has delivered some of the more intensely dramatic movies of the last 10 years. Se7en, The Game, Fight Club and Panic Room all come to mind. This fact alone would be enough to lead us to believe that his latest serial flick, like Se7en before it, would be a rollercoaster of twists and turns leading up to a shocker of an ending. It turns out that Zodiac, based on the real life killer that plagued San Francisco in the 1970s, is anything but a shocker. In fact, we already know how it is going to end, but that doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t mean that we wonÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t want to watch it anyway.
Zodiac stars Jake Gyllenhaal (Brokeback Mountain) as Robert Graysmith, the San Francisco Chronicle cartoonist who would eventually go on to write a few best selling books about the infamous Zodiac killer. The story follows GraysmithÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s journey from looking over the shoulder of crime beat reporter Paul Avery (Robert Downey Jr.) to working with Inspector David Toschi (Mark Ruffalo) years later as he worked to uncover the true identity of elusive Zodiac. The elusiveness of the Zodiac was only heightened by the fact that he would taunt the public of the Bay area by writing letters to the papers or calling into television talk shows to profess his love for murder. The spectacle was enough to put the entire city of San Francisco into a state of terror for over a decade, its denizens cautiously awaiting the next sign of the Zodiac, or worse yet, the dead body.
It seems odd to make a film about a real life serial killer whose case is still open and to this day remains unsolved, but David Fincher pulls it off as only he can. The tension of the film continues to build from one letter to the next, one murder to the next, and while we know it doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t lead to anything we are intrigued nonetheless. FincherÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s style is also unmistakable in the film. Visually he uses long, slow pans over the city and some cool camera angles (birds-eye view in some spots) to give the film a constantly fresh feel, helping to dilute the fact that the flick is almost 3 hours long. Also complimentary is the score, which has a funky, light beat that gives the film a much needed rhythm. These things are signs of FincherÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s immaculate attention to detail, a trait that sets him apart from your average director.
Another sign of his attention to detail and ultimately another reason why the film succeeds is some superb casting. Robert Downey Jr. steals much of the film despite the fact that his character fades away toward the end. He is as erratic as ever, displaying a sharp wit that gives the audience something more than just Jake GyllenhaalÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s boyish good looks. Gyllenhaal, an actor of whom I am not normally a fan, plays the naÃƒÂ¯ve Robert Graysmith quite well. Graysmith was the boy scout to AveryÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s spastic attention whore, and Gyllenhaal nails it with a sense of innocence that seems natural even though it is at times a bit of an annoyance. The rest of the cast falls into place very well, including Mark Ruffalo and Anthony Edwards, who have great on screen chemistry as the pair of inspectors tasked out to find the Zodiac.
Ultimately my only problem with a film like this is a two-fold affair. On one side, the film is painfully long at 2 hours and 40 minutes. If you have an self diagnosed case of ADD like myself you will find your eyes burning and your mind wandering as the film wears on. But despite the length of his film, Fincher pieces together a story that does not loiter, it just has a lot to say. Sadly based on much of the story, this film could have been longer. Heaven forbid they ever come out with a DirectorÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Cut a la Oliver StoneÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Alexander.
The other inherent problem I found with Zodiac is that it is hard to get behind a film which you know has no real ending. We know that they are not going to catch the killer, we know that the case is still a mystery today and yet we are somehow interested in it anyway. Could it be that we are so enamored with real life serial killers, or is it that we just want to freak ourselves out that the real Zodiac may still be out there? No matter what your reason, I would recommend giving this one a look. Just donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t plan on being home early.
By: Neil Miller
LetÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s play a game called Ã¢â‚¬Å“Which one of these doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t belong?Ã¢â‚¬Â I will give you the names of 4 Hollywood actors and you tell me which one doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t fit with the others. John Travolta, Tim Allen, Martin Lawrence and William H. Macy. If you said Martin Lawrence, then you may be a racist. If you said William H. Macy, then you are still wrong. The answer is all of them. They all donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t belong, especially when it come to making a movie about middle aged men dealing with their mid-life crisisÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ by heading off on a cross country motorcycle trip. In fact, prior to making this middle-aged man on bike-a-thon, these four actors had never even met. What they found in their newly acquired kinship may be a movie so laugh out loud funny that it will surprise you; at least, I know it surprised me.
Up to their handle bars in their unfulfilled and clichÃƒÂ©d lives, these Wild Hogs decide that it is time to take to the open road where only freedom (and plenty of trouble) lie ahead of them. Doug (Tim Allen) is a dentist whose son has no respect for him because he is Ã¢â‚¬Å“lameÃ¢â‚¬Â; Bobby (Martin Lawrence) is the classic house husband, bossed around by his wife and ignored by his deviant children; Woody (John Travolta) is a washed up talent agent whose supermodel wife left him to be bankrupt and alone with his Harley; and Dudley (William H. Macy) is a computer programmer whose dating skill set is on par with that of a brick wall.
The four take on the open road, mostly seen riding through the open spaces of the American Midwest, which is aptly filmed by Director Walt Becker (Van Wilder) and Cinematographer Robbie Greenberg (The Santa Clause 3) and supported by a soundtrack mixed with riding music from the 70s (FoghatÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Ã¢â‚¬Å“Slow RideÃ¢â‚¬Â) and the 80s (AC/DCÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Ã¢â‚¬Å“Highway to HellÃ¢â‚¬Â). It is much of what you would expect from a movie where 50% of the 99 minute run time is watching four guys ride their hogs on a lonely highway.
What you donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t expect is the infectious brand of comedy that this foursome delivers Ã¢â‚¬â€œ with the help of some interesting characters of the open road, of course. Among those interesting characters is a brief encounter with a nefariously gay highway patrolman, played by the constantly scene stealing John C. McGinley (Office Space). Also among those interesting characters is Jack (Ray Liotta), a hardcore biker and the leader of a gang called the Del Fuegos. After a quick run-in with the Del Fuegos that results in the blowing up of their biker bar, the Ã¢â‚¬Å“HogsÃ¢â‚¬Â find themselves no longer on their way to the free, open roads and more or less on the run.
Of course they seek to find a way out of their mess, bond together and break free of their mundane existences to prove that they are still young at heart. But you donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t care about that, nor will you care about it when you see this movie (and hint, hint: you should see this movie). What you will care about is the fact that this predictably sappy plot yields some surprisingly ruckus comedic moments, all at the hands of its four bikesmen. Travolta is a bit zany, Allen is oblivious, Lawrence is full of attitude and William H. Macy is just unnecessarily geeky. Yet when you combine them all, you pretty much end up laughing your ass off. And you will, in fact, laugh your ass off. And youÃ¢â‚¬â„¢ll be glad that the folks who made this one didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t play that old game of Ã¢â‚¬Å“Which one doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t belong?Ã¢â‚¬Â
By: Neil Miller
The Last time Jim Carrey and Joel Shumacher teamed up to make a movie, we got Batman Forever Ã¢â‚¬â€œ the film that began the downward spiral of an entire franchise. That is, until the franchise was later reinvented by Christopher Nolan. The last time Jim Carrey ventured away from his trademarked brand of comedy, we saw brilliance in Michel GondryÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. So what would happen when Shumacher and Carrey team up again, this time to make a drama about a manÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s plunge into obsession and paranoia. Well, you get a film that is more on the Eternal Sunshine side of the spectrum, at least momentarily.
The film starts out as the harmless tale of Walter Sparrow (Jim Carrey), an arid middle aged family man whose greatest source of adventure is tracking down animals as a member of the local pest control office. Happily married with a wife (Virginia Madsen) and a son (Logan Lerman), Walter has as little reason for stress as he does adventure. That is, until one night when he comes across a book titled The Number 23. The book tells the story of Fingerling (also played by Carrey), a rogue detective whose world is turned upside down by the coincidental nature of the number 23, a nature that has brought murder and suicide to anyone it plagues. As Walter reads the book, he realizes that he and Fingerling are not unlike each other, but are eerily similar in many ways. He begins to draw parallels between what should seem like a fictional world and his own reality, sliding him deep into a state of paranoia.
That state of paranoia is what drives the film to a level of creepy that will make your skin crawl. A well cast Jim Carrey takes his character from homely to homicidal in mere moments as WalterÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s world begins to corrode at the hands of a number. CarreyÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s usual brand of theatrics are missing as he honkers down and aptly shows us a character whose thoughts are twisted and who is losing his grip on reality. Virginia Madsen plays his wife, who goes almost blindly along with the paranoia as Walter begins to think that the murders happening in the book may have happened in real life.
As it turns out, the murders did happen in real life, just not quite as Walter would initially figure. The whole thing is just one big twist and turn away from being an utter shock-fest. The only problem is that the film never takes that last step and The Number 23 falls victim to the fact that it must explain its own twisted logic. Joel Shumacher, showing us what he does best and then showing us why we hate half of his movies, shows no restraint in the story telling, allowing the film to drone on about how the number 23 is a mark of evil and that its coincidental nature will drive someone to murder.
In the end, we get a film that draws us in for the first 80 minutes only to let us down in the last 15. We are sucked into a terrifying and intense story then we are given an ending that just doesnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t fit. Think about the most suspenseful flick you have ever seen, and then picture it with a docile, chipper ending. That is what you get if you see The Number 23. Had the director pushed the razor sharp edge of the film all the way to the end, we would be interested. Unfortunately for us, he didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t. My recommendation Ã¢â‚¬â€œ go see this one in theaters, just leave with 15 minutes to go.
By: Neil Miller
THIS IS THE BEST MOVIE ANYBODY WILL EVER SEE ITS THE BEST SO FAR 2007 I SAW IT THE SECOND DAY IT WAS OUT WHEN WATCHING THE MOVIE I COULD'NT KEEP MY EYES OFF OF IT MY B.F.F. ASKED ME IF I WANTED POPCORN I DID'NT ANSWER I WAS SO INTO THE MOVIE JOHNNY (EMILE HIRSCH) WAS A GREAT ACTOR I LOVE HIM MUCH BUT FRANKIE (JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE) A HUGE FAN OF HIM HE DID WONDERFUL YOU CAN TELL THESE YOUNG ACTORS PUT SO MUCH HARD WORK INTO THIS MOVIE ITS CRAZY I BELIEVE THIS MOVIE WILL OR SHOULD GET ABOUT 3 GRAMMYS 2 AT THE LEAST AND SO SHOULD THE ACTORS BECAUSE THEY TRIED AND THEY DID GREAT DO ME A FAVOR IF YOU DID'NT SEE ALPHA DOG GO AND SEE IT IF YOU DID I KNOW YOU HAD TO LOVE IT SO MUCH LOVE TO ALPHA DOG KEEP BRINGING IN THE AUDIENCE!!!!!!
A mix of action and gore, and whole lot of shooting, and you get Smokin' Aces. (Oh, I can't forget the swearing). A great cast of stars to add to the mix, and you get this excellently made movie. Before I went to watch this movie, I asked how gory this movie was, as it had that rating, and they said, they didn't notice much blood, NOT MUCH BLOOD, someone gets cut up by a freakin chainsaw. (not the full out blood fest of Texas Chainsaw Massacre.) The film is about a Vegas magican named Buddy "Aces" Iseral, who turns to the mob life, is being targeted by other mobsters. There is a $1 million dollar contract on his life, and several hitmen and women are out for that prize, to kill him. Out for that prize, is a couple of women, who pose as prosetutes, the tremors who are a bunch of crazy rockers, who kill the FBI's, helpers to protect Irsel, named Dupree. This all started because Aces is snicking out fellow mobsters. In wild ride, of bullets, and blood, this is a excellent, entertaining movie, that most action fans would like.
With high spectacular special effects, that is all the producers of Ghost Rider we're thinking. In a movie, better then Daredevil, but worse then Spider-man, and even Fantastic Four, Nicholas Cage plays Johnny Blaze, who is a bike stuntsperson who follows in his fathers footsteps. The film starts with a werid introduction, about former ghost riders, and a contract that the devil wanted, which I did not follow at all, maybee if I actually read the comic books? Anyways, his father has cancer, so in a depesrate plea, he makes a deal with the devil, that he soulfully regrets doing, to save his father. (producers should have cast his younger self better, cause he looks nothing like nicholas cage). Years later, he is preforming his most daring stunt ever, jumping over six helicopters, in a football stadium with thousands of screaming fans. Soon, the devil repears, and he must be the rider, as the trailer gave away. He soon must fight the devil jr., and when they introduce this villian, they attempt a cheap scare, which doesn't work, at all. Not even, a jump from someone attending in the audience, at the screening. The movie leads to a lame fight at the end, and doesn't deserve any sequels, as there is really no one more larger to fight then the devil himself. I would personally give this a thumbs down, and the two stars are for the effects.