Plot: Damian (Ben Kingsley) has led a hugely successful life, regretting only that he is estranged from his daughter Claire (Michelle Dockery). Now he is old, rich and dying. But he doesn’t feel ready to die just yet, so he is happy when he discovers Albright (Matthew Goode), a scientist who promises that he can have a new, freshly grown body and start all over again. Damian agrees to the procedure. When he wakes up, his body (Ryan Reynolds) lives up to all of his dreams. As he gets used to it, though, he also keeps getting haunted by dreams and nightmares that appear to him more real than they have any right to be.
Self/less is a decent film. Nothing here says greatness, but it isn’t bad either. It is like a case study for solid entertainment of a kind that has gotten rarer in recent years as budgets have grown and shrunk, leaving few players in the middle of the field.
Princess Snow White (Lily Collins) has been living imprisoned in her own castle ever since The Queen (Julia Roberts) took over after the death of The King. The Queen has been milking the country and is running out of funds for her lifestyle. When the young Prince Alcott (Armie Hammer) comes to her queendom, she thinks that she found a way out. It’s only too bad that Alcott falls in love with Snow White and that at the same time, Snow White’s political conscience awakens.
Mirror Mirror has the beautiful looks usual for a Tarsem Singh movie (the costumes… the freaking costumes!), but it also has the story-telling weaknesses and the quality generally wavers a lot. Nevertheless, fun was being had.
In a brutal attempt for power, King Hyperion (Mickey Rourke) is looking to free the imprisoned Titans, a task for which he needs the legendary Epirus Bow. In search of the bow and the titans, he is destroying half of Greece and also reaches the village where Theseus (Henry Cavill) grew up. Theseus, a personal favorite and disciple-without-knowing-it of Zeus (Luke Evans), starts to stand up to Hyperion, something the gods can not do since their laws forbid their intervention as gods.
Immortals is a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful film, but much like the stereotypical blond, behind the looks there is not much you can engage with. Well, unless you’re completely into bad dialogues, which I totally am.
After an accident the stuntman Roy Walker (Lee Pace) finds himself in the hospital, where he is soon approached by a little girl with a broken arm, Alexandria (Catinca Untaru). He is suicidal but not able to leave his bed, so he decides to use Alexandria to get enough pills to kill himself. He starts to tell Alexandria a story, the story of the Blue Bandit (Lee Pace) and his friends and a little bit like Sheherazade only tells fragments, which he continues only after receiving more pills.
This movie is a masterpiece. Visually stunning, touching story, good writing… just WOW. I know that it took some time to be big, but it’s starting to get there (Austrian cinematical release 3 years after it was actually made, but no bad critique, at least as far as I’ve read). And rightly so.
[This post is going to be picture-heavy, because I just can’t decide which pictures to choose. But there won’t be any spoilers.]