When Ryan Gosling’s Sierra Six started spouting multiple lines of dialogue during the opening sequence of The Gray Man, I was unnerved. Shook, as the younger gens might say. Gosling had spent the last years of his career playing taciturn characters who put action ahead of words. Listening to his opening monologue at the start of The Fall Guy, it became clear that speech was going to be another priority too. Plus, Gosling recently said he’s stopping playing darker roles for the sake of his family. So maybe we won’t be seeing Arthouse Goz any time soon. And that’s ok. But first, here’s a few hot takes right out of the inanimate oven:
Continue reading “Review: The Fall Guy + Other RG Film Speculations (Blade Runner 2099, Project Hail Mary, The Wolfman, Ocean’s Eleven Remake)”Cineworld Action Season Part Deux! Demolition Man, Mad Max: Fury Road, Commando
So there’s an action film starring Charlie Sheen called Hot Shots: Part Deux! Hence that wild exclamation mark. Just thought you should know. And yes, I will be continuing the irritating pointing out regime of actors I recognise from older films. Hooray.
Continue reading “Cineworld Action Season Part Deux! Demolition Man, Mad Max: Fury Road, Commando”Patricia Highsmith Stuff: Do Revenge, Saltburn
In preparation for watching the Ripley series on Netflix, I got round to watching these two lasses, which both owe a fair amount of influence to a couple of Patricia Highsmith works.
Continue reading “Patricia Highsmith Stuff: Do Revenge, Saltburn”Cineworld Action Season Part 1: Predator, Speed, The Rock
Yep, what it says on the tin. I’d seen Speed a couple of times outside of the cinema, but I’d never seen the other two before. Read on.
Continue reading “Cineworld Action Season Part 1: Predator, Speed, The Rock”Review: Perfect Days
A man wanders the lonely city streets in his car, surveying his surroundings. He’s not a man of many words, preferring to let his music (an eclectic selection that ranges from Velvet Underground to Nina Simone) do the talking for him. The audience are forced to gain meaning from music, imagery and sound as our protagonist emotes with still facial expressions and minimal body language. When he does eventually speak, short, laconic phrases are all he deigns to offer, and he can command authority and obedience simply by holding out his hand.
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