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Monday, December 18, 2017

'Murder on the Orient Express' (2017) Review

[This review was originally written in November 2017 and is now being published that my internship is over. For an explanation of this, visit my Fall 2017 Important Update post.] 

Murder on the Orient Express chugs along with world-renowned detective Hercule Poirot as he travels on the extravagant Orient Express enroute to London so he can solve yet another case. However, his recess is interrupted when the lavish locomotive becomes the scene of a murder, and responsibility falls upon Poirot to catch the culprit responsible for committing the crime among a dozen of the train's dubious passengers.
Murder on the Orient Express adapts a novel written by Agatha Christie and this 2017 rendition is directed by Kenneth Branagh, who also happens to star as the brilliant Belgian detective. Branagh's version joins one pre-existing film adaptation, three television series (including one Japanese incarnation), and the novel itself of course. Considering I haven't seen or read any of these, I can't quite speak to how faithfully Branagh adapted the novel or how it compares to the other editions. I can however say though that Branagh imbues Murder on the Orient Express with the stylistic sensibilities of an old-fashioned murder mystery, which really works in the film's favor.
Branagh and his crew create a convincing 1930s environment to coup up the characters (full marks to the production and costume designers, as well as the hair and makeup team) while cinematographer Haris Zambarloukos cunningly captures captivating imagery within the confined compartments of the Orient Express. Patrick Doyle's score also fuels the coal fire with a liveliness that mimics the movement of a train as it rarely stops chugging along. Murder on the Orient Express rides a set of comfortable tracks in regards to aesthetic, but the script accounts for a bumpier ride.
Again, I can't attest to the accuracy of this adaptation and so I'm unsure if any of my complaints are better directed towards Christie or the film's screenwriter, Michael Green. Regardless of where the problem lies, theres still an issue. Murder on the Orient Express is a whodunnit murder mystery, and when solving a mystery it's best to key the audience in on various clues by showing rather than telling. Branagh goes with the latter though, essentially spilling all the details in expositional dialogue. The mystery and the characters involved aren't nearly as fascinating as they should be considering the viewer's knowledge is relatively restricted to what Poirot explains to them, which really is a shame considering the quality of the cast assembled for the project. Murder on the Orient Express also isn't in any hurry to meet its destination, so naturally the pacing can veer towards being slightly sluggish on occasion. 
Murder on the Orient Express amasses an exceptional ensemble, and while certain actors are able to stick out from the crowd a tad, Kenneth Branagh's the only one who truly shines... or was it just his character's marvelous moustache? Anyways, Johnny Depp, Daisy Ridley, Josh Gad, Willem DaFoe, Michelle Pfeiffer, Leslie Odom Jr., and Tom Bateman are actually quite good when afforded the opportunity to do or say something, but the ensemble as a whole is woefully underutilized and are made out to be mostly stock background caricatures rather than fully, fleshed individuals. 
I'd love to confidently shout "All aboard the Orient Express," but the journey's a little trepidatious if I'm being honest. Branagh steals the show from both behind and in-front of the camera, providing the embers necessary to keep the flick moving, but the film almost veers offtrack due to the script's underwhelming roles for his extraordinary ensemble.


Film Assessment: C+

Friday, May 26, 2017

Throwback Thursday Review: 'Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides'

Sorry for the delayed review but this week I'm wrapping up my series of Pirates of the Caribbean reviews with my thoughts on Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides. Next week I'll be revving up my Throwback Thursday Review of Cars in preparation for the threequel. Other reviews you can expect to see over the course of May and June include Throwback Thursday Reviews over The Mummy (1999)Cars 2Transformers: Age of Extinction, and Despicable Me 2 in addition to new reviews over Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No TalesWonder WomanThe Mummy (2017)Cars 3Transformers: The Last KnightBaby Driver, and Despicable Me 3.

'Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides' Review


Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides sets sail with Captain Jack Sparrow, but there's a catch, he's both ship-less and crew-less this time around. When Sparrow catches wind of an imposter recruiting for a voyage in search of the fabled Fountain of Youth, he investigates only to discover former flame and daughter of Blackbeard, Angelica. Sparrow soon finds himself onboard Blackbeard's notorious vessel, the Queen Anne's Revenge, and learns that Blackbeard's hellbent on finding the fountain for fear of a prophecy that promises he will be bested by a one-legged man. 
On Stranger Tides allowed Rob Marshall to take up the helm of the franchise previously captained by Gore Verbinski. Marshall simplifies things but that only results in a restrained Pirates flick that rarely delivers the gung-ho and epic spectacle showcased in previous outings. On Stranger Tides has its moments but suffers from average action, poor pacing, flat characters, a stale story and lack of connective tissue to the original trilogy. 
At times, On Stranger Tides is able to recapture the wacky, wistful spirit of the preceding chapters but these moments are few and far between, largely quartered to the film's first act. The chase sequence throughout London and pub duel are enough to entertain audiences for a solid thirty minutes, but after our characters reach the water, there's not much to see aside from a savage scheme to capture a mermaid. On Stranger Tides lacks the epic set-pieces and inventive action to keep audiences engaged for the long voyage ahead.
On Stranger Tides marks the fourth Pirates screenplay to be penned by Ted Elliot and Terry Rossio, who you'd suspect would have charted a careful course after four movies. However, the duo concoct a story that simply didn't need to be told. Elliot and Rossio tied a neat, nice bow for the finale of At World's End but find difficulty unraveling things to send Captain Jack off to make another billion for the Mouse House. The plot connects to previous Pirates movies by the single thread that Jack was searching for the Fountain of Youth and has little else to tie things together, going as far to trapping the Black Pearl's plucky pirate crew in a bottle so they're also out of the picture. 
Elliot and Rossio struggle in regards to characterization. Jack Sparrow works best as a character when when contrasted against full fledged heroes. Sparrow's the comedic supporting anti-hero so that juxtaposition is necessary to bring out any growth for his character, otherwise he's the same rugged rogue when everything's all said and done. However, On Stranger Tides places Sparrow front and center as the lead protagonist and doesn't bring any courageous souls as a source of variation. The screenplay even fails to give any characters much of an arc, considering almost all of them end up where they started to some extent. Elsewhere, Hans Zimmer composed yet another spectacular swashbuckling score that has some Latin flair thanks to guitarist couple Rodrigo y Gabriela.
The cast is composed of both veteran privateers and fresh sea dogs this time around since most of the original cast bowed out for this installment. Johnny Depp's portrayal of Captain Jack Sparrow as the silly sailor never fails to amuse but he definitely seems to be on the verge of running aground. Depp's turn feels a tad worn-out and is more of the same that you've come to expect from the savvy scoundrel, the unexpected. Opposite Depp, Penélope Cruz is introduced as Sparrow's by-gone lover Angelica and projects a veil of mystery around her character, making her an interesting addition. While the two of them remain among the film's more entertaining pairings, it's a little will they/won't they with the relationship. This grows so tedious that viewers will be completely confused where either character stands when things are over with since their motivations flippantly flop around. 
Ian McShane brings a grounded gravitas to Blackbeard but fails to make his mark in the halls of the franchise's sinful scoundrels. Blackbeard just doesn't have the meaty malevolency that an accomplished antagonist needs so he's not particularly memorable once the credits start rolling. The reappearing rogues encompass Geoffrey Rush and Kevin McNally as former pirate, now British naval privateer Barbossa and dependable first mate Gibbs. Despite his changed allegiance to the Queen's navy, Rush exhibits all the seaside scurvy you can possibly imagine from Barbossa and is certainly one of the film's higher marks. 
The supplementary supporting characters include Sam Claflin's devout Christ follower Phillip and Astrid Bergès-Frisbey's melodious mermaid Syrena. The two were clearly meant to fill in the star crossed lover slot left open by the absence of Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann but their relationship falls flat. The relationship isn't built on much of a foundation and feels crammed into the proceedings for the sake of having a love story. If that weren't enough, both actors are deliver one-note performances so neither of their characters feel fleshed out whatsoever. 
In summary, On Stranger Tides isn't without its merits but they're few and far between this bloated sequel. Rob Marshall's effort to simplify things only made the franchise all the more convoluted as there's simply too many new characters for audiences to invest in any persona. Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides pathetically paddles behind its predecessors, desperately seeking hold of any thread it can to keep the franchise afloat. 

Film Assessment: D

Sunday, February 21, 2016

'Zoolander 2' Review

I'm a tad late with this review as last week I went to see Deadpool but I got around to seeing the follow up to Zoolander and it's a sequel that was really ridiculously pointless. Zoolander 2 has fleeting glimpses of the funniest moments of the original and while I'll admit I chuckled a few times, the humor is severely lacking throughout, as a majority of the humor was showcased in the promotional material for the film. The film amounts to a grab-bag of random tongue and cheek celebrity cameos that are reminiscent of the fight scene from Anchorman 2: The Legend Continues. The saddest thing about all of this is that you can tell effort is being made both in front of and behind the camera that results in a very muddled comedy. A majority of the original cast is back and ultimately just do the exact same thing as the original, and the lack of original comedy is exactly what makes this film so "la-me" as Derek Zoolander says in the film. Ben Stiller brings the dumbfounded male model back once again and is a little too comfortable in the role this time around. The same can be said for the other returning cast members, Owen Wilson as Hansel and Will Ferrell as Mugatu, who both fall right back into the ridiculous tropes of their respective characters. Penélope Cruz joins the cast with a smaller role but is serviceable for the character written for the film. Kristen Wiig is just plain weird as Alexanya Atoz, another mockery of the fashion industry. In summary, the film aims to be even funnier than it's original but ultimately shows signs of trying a bit too hard. If you are expecting Zoolander 2 to be just as good or even better than Zoolander, I'm telling you now that you are going to be very disappointed. I rarely discourage people from seeing a film in theaters, but sadly that's the case with Zoolander 2

Film Assessment: F