So as not to bore his audience, a journalist must have an extensive and
complex vocabulary. To get you in the mood for this book, I offer you one word:
Bildungsroman.
You know everything that will happen in this movie: There will be hackneyed
and racist portrayals of the Chicago slums; there will be a white ne'er-do-well
who is forced to coach the Bad News Bears; he will inspire them; they will
inspire him; some kid will die; the team will win the championship; and Keanu
Reeves will seem about as dense as a cinderblock.
Walking into the Four Seasons to meet with Jerry Zucker I am a little intimidated.
This is a man who has had a hand in some of my all-time favorite films, Ghost,
Airplane, My Best Friends Wedding--just to name a few.
Whoever said all you need is love, forgot a few stipulations. All we really need
is love, stability, and if you happen to be in Ireland in 1949, you should both
probably be Catholic.
What would you do for a million dollars? How about 2 million? The ensemble
comedic cast in Jerry Zucker's Rat Race doesn't have to answer that question
until they are randomly picked by eccentric millionaire and owner of the
Venetian casino in Las Vegas, Donald Sinclair, to be the contestants in a rat
race, first one to a random gold rush town in New Mexico wins 2 million
dollars.
This is slapstick humor at its finest.
If Marilyn Manson and Orgy had a lovechild, it would be Professional Murder
Music.
The California quartet with a hip-hop name mixes electronic and nu-metal into a
surprisingly polished sound on its self-titled Geffen records debut.
It shouldn't have been difficult to be a better sequel than The Lost World, but
somehow Jurassic Park 3 manages the feat.
Its by-the-numbers script, increasingly obvious plot twists, and absolutely no
good explanation of why Dr. Alan Grant (Sam Neill) would ever again get within
a twenty mile radius of these terrible lizards, make Jurassic Park 3 a painful 85
minutes of tape.
The third time around the special effects remain incredible, but less new and
ambitious, since anyone would agree that tuning into the Discovery Channel for
"When Dinosaurs Roamed America" was just as technologically sound and that
plot, though little more than a nature video, was much more riveting.
New monsters include the massive Spinosaurus, which at one point goes head
to head with the Tyrannosaurus rex, and the swooping Pteranodons, which
provide the film's few spine tingling moments.
Critics can speculate that it is the lack of the Spielberg touch that makes this
movie such a monstrosity, but the fallacy in their statements comes in the form of
The Lost World.
They've been called the post-grunge, post-alternative, post-modern
phenomenom, but being post-everything has to make them the forerunner of
something--Weezer just isn't exactly sure what that something is yet.
"Maybe we're the classic rock of the future," muses guitarist Brian Bell, after
more than a moment's hesitation.
Bob Pollard isn't mainstream, and neither is the music of Guided by Voices
(GBV) for that matter, but something about the band's recent song "Glad Girls"
has caught the ears of the populace.
"It's crazy," Pollard contends.
If you were to lock some of the world's most talented and gifted actors into a
room and instruct them to be funny for two hours, the results would be much like
America's Sweethearts.
Goonies Never Die! (right?) So, what ever happened to Corey Feldman?
Well, for 10 days ending last Friday, he was working in and around
Philadelphia on Bikini Bandits: The Movie.
The low-budget film (as if the name didn't give it away) is a full-length feature
version of Internet film shorts by the same name, found on www.atomfilms.com,
which feature four armed, scantily-clad ladies who carry out crime sprees
against corporate America.
"I did it for art, truthfully... [director] Steven Grasse contacted me and said he
wanted me to do this art piece called Bikini Bandits... and I thought, well, you
know, in my career there's been Stand by Me, there's been Dream a Little
Dream, and then the pinnacle, really, could become Bikini Bandits.
Final Fantasy: The Spirits Within is not just a landmark in animation, it is a
landmark in film. The animation is beautiful, the storyline is impressive--the
movie is amazing.
The animated movie, loosely based on the Final Fantasy video
game series, takes place in the year 2065.
True to their anthem, Reel Big Fish have yet to "Sell Out." At least until now.
Their latest record is supposedly taking a stab at some of the bubble gum pop
kind of radio friendly kiddie music that often defines the term sell-out.