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Archives for : Matt Damon

The Adjustment Bureau

July 3, 2012

Going in Circles

by Chris Flowers

In my mind, Philip K. Dick is pretty much the greatest science fiction author ever.  From his pen we’ve received an onslaught of works that have been spun into classic movies: Blade Runner, Total Recall, and Minority Report are just a few examples.  Recently, his story of an up-and-coming Senatorial candidate who finds himself the observer of men who carefully organize mankind’s existence so that it pans out in very specific ways was released on Blu-ray/DVD.  It’s nicely directly and features some solid performances, but the screenplay is full of holes—so many, in fact, that it bears asking whether or not the thing was even finished when it ended up in the hands of director George Nolfi.

As indicated, The Adjustment Bureau is—for the  most part—science fiction.  One might classify it as a fantasy, though elements of both are present.  More than anything, though, it’s a love story.  When the previously mentioned politician is prevented from carrying out a relationship with a girl he bumped to after losing his most recent election bid, he does everything he can to defy the “powers that be.”  Our protagonist feels driven (by nothing more complex than deep-seeded love) to spend his life with a girl he’d met only once, even after he’s informed that his “plan” calls for him to assume much higher duties that don’t involve said romantic interest (he is, in fact, scheduled to one day become President).  Mr. Damon wants none of this, however, if he can’t have the girl.

And that’s the plot.  Damon’s character darts around NYC, eluding obstacles placed along his route by the trench coat men of the enigmatic Bureau, occasionally exchanging dialogue with a rogue agent who believes the whole thing is a faulty endeavor.  The philosophical and religious explorations related to free will are certainly thought-provoking, but these are never mined to their full extent.  Likewise, we’re never given any concrete information about what the Bureau really is (and who its members really are).  Are they spiritual entities?  Aliens?  Trans-dimensional beings?  We never know, and these questions end up being more burdensome than any grander subtext that the screenwriters tried to weave into the script.

A lot of people would likely say that worrying about the origins of the Bureau is criminal, as that’s not really the focus of the film.  I’d respond by saying there’s some truth to that, but the minimalist philosophical dabbling of the story coupled with the “yeah, right” factor that ultimately arises from the presence of the all-knowing men in black is too problematic to ignore.

out of 5

Happy Feet Two

November 26, 2011

Director: George Miller

Starring: Elijah Wood, Robin Williams, Brad Pitt, Matt Damon

Release Date: November 18, 2011

by Rachel Roberts

Get Your Happy On

happy-feet-two-movie-poster-2In my inaugural review for the revered flowersflix.com, I really wanted to contribute a blog that talked about a hot new indie movie, or even something silly that I know Chris wouldn’t see (like the remake of Footloose). But in my quest to join his merry band of reviewers, I must face reality – the movie I saw since getting the nod from him was … Happy Feet 2.

Now, I know many reading this column probably don’t have much interest in a movie about a band of penguins, especially since this is a sequel and we all know that kid movie sequels are generally horrible (Toy Story 2 being the exception to that rule). However, I must admit I found myself tapping my own happy feet, giggling and even getting a little choked up.

We find our friend Mumble with his new family and his little boy penguin named  Erik. Much like Mumble, Erik is a little different from the rest of the Emperor penguins. For one, he doesn’t know how to dance.

As he tries to find his way in the icy world, we learn the important lesson that our differences are what makes us special. Along the way of course, there is singing, dancing and even an operatic interlude.

The best part of the movie though might lie below the ice with two tiny krill named Bill and Will, voiced by Matt Damon and Brad Pitt. Bill (or it might Will – they are hard to tell apart…they are krill after all) leaves the swarm and looks for a new life – a new way to evolve. The two get into a lot of existential conversations about life really means that is both hilarious and somewhat true.

In the end, whether you were a fan of the Emperor penguins, the krill, or the other animals along the way, the audience walks away feeling good. I know it isn’t Footloose, but it did help me find my happy.

redstar29redstar29redstar29 out of 5

True Grit (2010)

December 30, 2010

Directors: Ethan Coen, Joel Coen

Starring: Jeff Bridges, Matt Damon, Hailee Steinfeld

Release Date: December 22, 2010

Grit and Bear It

It’s hard to go wrong with the Coen brothers.  They’ve had their share of missteps since entering the business, but none of their movies I’ve seen classifies as a “true misfire.”  As expected, they’ve true_grit_poster7continued their trend of turning out well-written and visually engaging motion pictures with True Grit.  It doesn’t grapple with any especially weighty themes, but it does feel authentic and has just enough quirky wit to rank among the year’s most memorable offerings.

At its heart, True Grit is about revenge.  A 14 year-old girl named Maddie is out to settle a debt with the man who killed her father.  She hires a Marshal by the name of Rooster Cogburn (Bridges), a salty dog who’s killed no less than 23 outlaws, to track down the suspect in question.  Also along for the ride is Mr. LaBoeuf (Damon), a Texas Ranger whose gun-play doesn’t quite match his incessant chatter about the superiority of all things associated with the Lone Star State.

In some ways True Grit seems to have more in common with, say, Big Fish than it does its classic western predecessors, but it’s certainly not nearly as fanciful as the preceding.  There does, however, seem to be a parable-esque quality that pervades the storytelling, though the obligatory “moral” is almost completely omitted.  Instead, we’re subject to a tale that revolves around hardened gunmen who are about as matter-of-fact (and, at times, humorous) as any characters you’ve likely encountered.

There’s nothing especially original about what transpires over the course of the narrative (this should, in fact, come as no surprise considering we’re dealing with what boils down to a remake), but, again, the authenticity and idiosyncracies that unravel make the experience almost as memorable as any modern western I’ve seen in the past decade (though I think 3:10 to Yuma has an edge in this case).

Is it worth the exorbitant rates demanded by theaters these days?  I think so.  For your money, you’ll get to see some of the world’s best actors working within the confines of a strongly written screenplay.  Bridges is wonderful (as always), and newcomer Hailee Steinfeld will almost certainly receive an Oscar nod.

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–Chris Flowers

Check out a trailer for True Grit:

Green Zone

August 6, 2010

“Meh” Zone

Matt Damon and director Paul Greengrass seem to be forging a bond that could eventually mirror the fabled union between Johnny Depp and Tim Burton.  First they rolled out three very solid Bourne films, and now they’ve worked together on the notably less publicized Green Zone—a movie that wears its political agenda squarely on its sleeve.

It’s about Chief Warrant Officer Roy Miller (Matt Damon): a soldier who’s gotten fed-up with participating in a string of failed missions to recover the now infamous Weapons of Mass Destruction that defined the early years of the Iraq War.  displaymedia.phpAfter consulting with a CIA agent named Martin Brown (Brendan Gleeson), Miller decides to take matters into his own hands and begins his own crusade to capture a high priority target—something the powers-that-be seem unwilling to do.  There’s the typical bureaucratic federal type played by Greg Kinnear, and a few other cliches—such as a “do-gooder” local named Freddie (who is strangely reminiscent of any number of characters found in Three Kings, though not nearly as fleshed out)—manifest themselves as the story moves forward.

As is the case with the Bourne series, Greengrass decided to take the “handheld/shaky” camera approach to Green Zone.  As expected, this gives the film a somewhat grainy appearance that works overtime to create the illusion of realism.  The action sequences are frenetic, featuring whizzing bullets and prolonged chases down pitch black alleyways.  Still, the sense of credibility Greengrass creates is in real danger of dissolving as Miller miraculously evades increasingly lethal scenarios.

When one takes a step back from Green Zone and compares it to any recent war movie—such as The Hurt Locker—its luster starts to fade.  It’s competently directed, but, in the long run, doesn’t really break any new ground.  The plot is shockingly straightforward (I say “shockingly” because every movie that comes out nowadays has at least one double-cross thrown in for good measure), and, depending on your point of view, this is either refreshing or mind-numbingly boring.  With a few brief exceptions, I found myself mostly apathetic to the narrative.

Another problem is that, in the end, the movie’s screaming a message many people already agree with.  Just in case you do end up renting it, I won’t spoil the concluding moments here, but there’s a strong chance you’ll walk away with the feeling that you’ve been cheated.

Art should inform us, shouldn’t it?  Isn’t its goal to bring to light some previously unknown (or hard to pin down) universal truth?  Green Zone seems to think it’s reaching for a more thorough understanding of the underpinnings of the Iraq War (or, perhaps, “war” in general), but it never resonates in any lasting way.  After the recent bevy of fantastic war films that paint very detailed pictures of what most of us will never see, I can only categorize this particular offering as middle-of-the-road.

Considering the talent involved, that’s really disappointing.

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–Chris Flowers

Check out a trailer for Green Zone:

The Informant!

May 2, 2010

A Comedy of Errors

Matt Damon has proven himself to be one of the most versatile actors working today.  From a super-spy with amnesia in the Bourne trilogy to a rookie con-man in the Ocean’s films, he’s constantly reinventing himself.  Teaming up once again with director Steven Soderbergh, in The Informant! Damon takes on a role that finds him treading somewhat familiar territory.  It’s clear from the beginning that he’s channeling the naivety of Linus Caldwell (his part in the continuing exploits of one Danny Ocean), and that’s a very welcome thing.  Damon and Soderbergh work well together, and the dry humor the two typically generate pervades just about every frame of this sprawling comedy.

What’s so interesting about The Informant!—as is the case with any number of features based on “real life events”—is just how bizarre the proceedings actually are.  informant-matt-damon-blu-ray-cover-artThe plot follows Mark Whitacre, a major player with a company called ADM (they do a lot of nifty stuff with corn products).  He’s a biochemist who’s started dabbling in the business side of things, and, after discovering what goes on behind the scenes, eventually decides to put an end to an illegal price fixing scheme.

For all his seemingly—and I emphasize “seemingly”—noble intentions, Mark has a real problem with lying.  As things unfold, it’s clear that he’s not telling the FBI everything they need to know in order to fully prosecute the executives at ADM.  A multitude of dirty secrets begin to emerge as the agents work with Mark, and they eventually learn of his own involvement with embezzlements, kickbacks, etc.

This all has the makings of a first rate flick, right?  I thought so too.  The trouble with The Informant!, though, is that it loses most of its steam when the comedic moments start to run dry.  Earlier in this review I labeled the film as “sprawling”; this may seem too extreme given its 108 minute runtime, but watching the movie is a frustrating experience because any progress it makes is almost immediately undercut by a story that begins to probe the legalities of the situation a little too thoroughly.

On top of this, it should never have been billed (or developed) as a full-fledged comedy.

That’s not to say that the humor that’s present doesn’t work.  It often does, and I give all the credit in the world to Mr. Damon for injecting what would’ve been an otherwise only mildly amusing character with a very peculiar brand of drollery.  This, coupled with his seemingly inane observations about everything he sees, makes the character of Mark someone we want to know and learn more about.  The “funnies” are really ramped up when Whitacre begins collecting video evidence that will be used in court against ADM: he’s constantly describing everything he sees for the hidden microphone the FBI has strapped to him, and at one point he even nonchalantly opens his briefcase during a meeting—where price fixing is center stage—so he can adjust a malfunctioning tape recorder.

Despite this, the movie stumbles (as mentioned earlier) when it gets caught up in all of the legal red tape that comprises the real life story.  This information would certainly need to be included to maintain accuracy, but, again, it begins to drag once the comedy dies down.  Actually, this is almost offset by a brief glimmer of something deeper than mere greed that propels Mark.  He’s asked why he continually lies to everyone he encounters.  His thoughts are spoken aloud, and he says simply, “I don’t know.” There’s a moment of quiet reflection here that adds an interesting dimension to his character that didn’t previously exist, but it’s never mined on any deeper level.  Had the screenwriters working on The Informant! decided to probe his psychological underpinnings in a little more depth—maybe in a way that more proportionally balanced out the rise and fall of the comedic moments—this could’ve hit several notes that engage the audience on a more meaningful level.

As it stands, though, The Informant! is a mildly entertaining—though ultimately passable—comedy about a very specific set of underhanded dealings in corporate America.  There’s something more rewarding lurking just below the surface, but, for one reason or another, it never breaks free.

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–Chris Flowers

Invictus

December 11, 2009

Director: Clint Eastwood

Starring: Morgan Freeman, Matt Damon

Release Date: December 11, 2009

I Think He Wants Us to Win the World Cup

Over the past few weeks, the world has seen the release of two very well made sports movies.  First we received The Blind Side, and now Invictus, the latest from Clint Eastwood.  The 79 year old actor—whose best known for his roles as grizzled lawmen—has certainly proven his ability as a filmmaker during his twilight years, and Invictus is no exception.  Thankfully, he doesn’t seem to be slowing down one iota.

Invictus tells the story of Nelson Mandela (Freeman), the former President of South Africa and the man credited with unifying a country riddled with racism and turmoil in the wake of apartheid._12569268388040 Given Mandela’s astonishing achievements, one would think the movie would be laden with dramatic flashbacks that clearly highlight the struggle he suffered as a prisoner for 27 years. Eastwood, it seems, has decided to take a different approach to telling this story.

The catalyst for this particular tale is rugby; a sport that many Americans know nothing about (admittedly, I knew little about the game going into the theater, but I did feel as if I had a better grasp of the sport as a whole when I walked out).  This could easily be viewed in a negative way, as the bulk of the third act is focused solely on the rugby World Cup match that took place in 1995. Eastwood clearly revels in the brutality of the sport, as it nicely symbolizes the struggle the country was going through at that time.  When teams lock arms and spar over field position, it’s clear just how painful the process is, and this adds even more depth to the same issues that—unlikely as it is—District 9 grappled with only a few months earlier.

Matt Damon plays Francois Pienaar, captain of the South African rugby team.  This is a role that seems well-suited to Damon, whose solemn determination is exactly what Mandela needed as a face for the symbolic triumph over prejudice that he saw embodied in the competition.  The acting honors, however, clearly go to Freeman.  If there’s anyone who was destined to play Mandela, it’s him—Freeman’s mastery of the man’s mannerisms, accent, and general presence is astounding.  There aren’t really any scenes that call for the emotional outbursts typically needed to garner an Oscar nod, but I have a feeling the sheer power of the movie as a whole will land Freeman a much deserved nomination.

That’s the thing about Invictus–at its core, it seems to be nothing more than an inspirational sports film, but there are many other issues rippling just beneath the surface.  One could nitpick about the decision to film this “documentary style,” with only limited (extremely limited) glimpses into Mandela’s past, and I’d have to agree that it leaves a little bit of a hole in an otherwise absorbing movie.  The message it sends to audiences, though, is what makes the final product so effective.  And that, of course, is that athletics play a very important role in any society: they act as the ultimate unifying medium.  Themes of bias and discrimination generate a lot tension, but when the final match is underway, everyone puts their differences aside (and inadvertently comes to the realization that we’re all one and the same).

As far as motivational sports films go, you could do a lot worse, and the patient directorial eye of Eastwood will cause you to linger on every frame.  I wouldn’t say the movie is unforgettable, but it is a welcome pick-me-up that takes an optimistic stance on the nature of mankind.

redstar1redstar1redstar1redstarhalfout of 5

–Chris Flowers

Rated PG-13 for brief strong language.

Check out the trailer for Invictus: