The annual-Hunger-Games-sequel-producing machine is exactly as well-oiled as you’d expect. Mockingjay Part 2’s production values are through the roof… But this industrial approach to filmmaking might also be the movie’s biggest downfall.
Wyrmwood is a smartly-written film, peppered with genuinely original, intriguing twists to the zombie movie format. I got scared, I wrung my hands, I said “no no no no” under my breath, and I genuinely felt for the characters when things went wrong.
Making The Rewrite’s main character a genius writer, and having him bitch out other people’s films, seems nervy at best – at worst, it just feels a bit rude.
The writing is certainly a lot sharper than you’ll find in most kids’ films. I knew, when the film pulled off a particularly deft/daft cheese pun around the half-hour mark, that it had earned a permanent place in my collection.
This film has everything: angry robot spiders, a zombie virus, PG-13 swearing, and hundreds of unnecessary proper nouns (Glade, Gladers, the Box, the Maze, Blades, Runners, Grievers, etc.). There’s a lot of naff charm to be found here.
I certainly can’t find anything that would make Nightcrawler “a modern masterpiece” (TwitchFilm), “deliriously thrilling” (The Playlist), or worthy of “★★★★★” (Empire). I just don’t get it.
Liam Hemsworth continues to deliver all the charisma of an office supply cupboard as Katniss’s other on-off love interest, Gale, but you can’t have everything, I suppose.
A joyful, lovely little story that focuses on the good in the world, rather than the bad – the brave comings-out, tentative first kisses, and small victories… not the hurtful comments and gloomy circumstances.
Boyhood doesn’t really have a story, as such: I suppose it’s supposed to be about the “experience” of sharing a slice of the characters’ lives, and watching them grow and develop in front of you like so many Sea Monkeys, but that didn’t really work for me.
I felt like I really got to know and love Gus and Hazel in the two hours I spent with them, which meant I was woefully under-prepared for all the horrible things I was sure were about to happen to them.