Friday, May 29, 2015

"Tomorrowland" Review

Brad Bird's Tomorrowland released in theaters last week and my expectations couldn't have been higher. Not because of the movie, per se, though the trailer piqued my attention. I'm here for Mr. Bird, one of my favorite directors, whose films are cemented into the highest echelon of my esteem. I consider The Incredibles and The Iron Giant to be animated classics (the latter is one of my top five all-time favorites). Ratatouille won the 2007 Oscar for Best Animated Feature, and Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol received acclaim from critics and audiences alike. Whatever this man touches is supposed to be gold, so I'm going to blame the following statement partly on the detriment of heightened expectations: Tomorrowland is just ok.

 

Casey Newton (Britt Robertson) is an engineering prodigy, an optimist with an endless drive to find solutions to seemingly insolvable problems. When she discovers a mysterious pin that shows flashes of a futuristic, technologically advanced city, she embarks on a journey to find it. This leads her to Frank Walker (George Clooney), an embittered scientist exiled from the city, which he tells her is named Tomorrowland.

Walker, using Tomorrowland's technology, is able to look into the future, which showcases a series of cataclysmic events - natural disasters, wars, climate change - signaling, with 100% probability, the end of Earth as we know it. However, Casey's refusal to accept defeat makes the probability drop to 99.994%, a slight shift, but a phenomenon that hasn't occurred, Frank says, in decades. Inspired by the little drop of hope, the two team up to travel to Tomorrowland and try to save the future before time runs out.

For Tomorrowland, the phrase "mixed bag" comes to mind - a smattering of plot elements, characters, effects, and scenes held by broad themes of perseverance and optimism. The result is an complicated plot meant to serve a message understood in the first ten minutes. My explanation above didn't include both Casey and Frank's backstories, who gave Casey the pin and why, the history of Tomorrowland, the cause of the dark future and how Casey can influence its probability. The film pushes forward, expediting backstories and motives, rarely allowing time to breathe and let these elements sink in. It's easier to tune out exposition until the next action scene or major development, so in cramming the details, Tomorrowland ironically drags along.

It's difficult to pinpoint who Tomorrowland is aimed at. The PG rating is a wide umbrella to work with, but it's a tad jarring to juxtapose goofy comic relief with decapitated androids, Casey bumbling down stairs mixed with scenes of extras mercilessly vaporized. Casey's wide-eyed optimism borders on naivete for someone old enough to drive; Young Frank (Thomas Robinson) delivers his lines as if he were performing on a sitcom. These characters come off more like Disney Channel stars than real teenagers and kids. And that's not to say Brad Bird doesn't know how to write children. In The Iron Giant and The Incredibles, children are ambitious and optimistic, but they're also awkward, insecure; they speak like real kids, with a looseness that doesn't only serve plot development. In Tomorrowland's efforts to present its themes, it sacrifices the grounded characters we've grown to know and love from Bird's previous works.

Where Tomorrowland exceeds expectations, however, is in its production value. This is a gorgeous movie: bright and bursting at the seams with color. From the golden fields surrounding Tomorrowland to the 1964 World's Fair, each set sucks me in, combing all over the screen to take it all in. Integrate a 50's/60's sci-fi vibe, similar to comic books of the era, and you've drawn me in. The action takes advantage of the genre, throwing out inventive gadgets (including a flying bathtub) as Casey and Frank outwit their enemies. These scenes are expertly orchestrated and are the best pieces of the puzzle.

The actors are likable, and the action and visuals are commendable, but at the end of the day, the story's sloppy with the details and too simple with its ideas. Innovation requires more than motivation to truly impact our world. Tomorrowland overly simplifies inspiration's effect on a creative process; by doing so, it places more emphasis on desire than effort. These elements should be balanced out if one's to avoid passing the intellectual buck to the next generation of innovators and inventors. However, for how awkward the message comes out, I don't believe Tomorrowland has ill intentions, rather weak execution. It is an original story; I only wish it could live up to the caliber of Brad's other work.

Thank you all for reading; I'm the Man Without a Plan, signing off.    




Sunday, May 10, 2015

"Avengers: Age of Ultron" Review: Episode II - The Divide

My second viewing of Avengers: Age of Ultron took place last Sunday. After the tumultuous Thursday (described in detail in Episode I), I needed to toss out the remnants of bad experience, and go in with as much of a fresh mind as I could muster. In my case, that's best achieved with a Coke in hand and family/friends next to me. No 3D probably helped.

After recovering Loki's scepter from the HYDRA research base in Sokovia, the Avengers - Iron Man (Robert Downey Jr.), Captain America (Chris Evans), Hulk (Mark Ruffalo), Thor (Chris Hemsworth), Black Widow (Scarlett Johannson), and Hawkeye (Jeremy Renner) return to their New York headquarters to celebrate. Tony Stark and Bruce Banner determine they can fuse the scepter's power with Stark's security program, Jarvis, to create a global peacekeeping project called Ultron, an AI that could mobilize and command Stark's army of robotic suits in the event of another alien attack. When Ultron (James Spader) is activated, he decides (in typical sci-fi fashion) that humanity is the problem and needs to be eliminated; it's now up to the Avengers to take Ultron down and save the world.

My feelings here are complicated, in the same way after I saw Iron Man 3. I felt the hype, rushed to the theater opening weekend (in a top hat and suit, I might add), and enjoyed the experience; but on the drive home, I found myself addressing inconsistencies and flaws. Once the hype died down, I could step back and realize that the movie didn't work as well. But while I utterly dislike Iron Man 3, Age of Ultron is fun!

There are gems here, some which are executed even better than in the original. We get to explore characterization for lesser-focused characters, such as Black Widow and Hawkeye. Hawkeye actually becomes the runaway performance here; from a stoic crony-turned-friend in the last film, the character's come into his own, as a sarcastic every-man who, with talk of aliens, gauntlets, and robots, is in over his head, but dutifully continues to fight for the greater good, no matter the odds. Renner gives the character showmanship, but balances this with an earnest folksiness that's endearing.


Look at this gif. Let it sink into your mind. The child in me roared with joy. I've been waiting to see Iron Man's Hulkbuster for years, and the bout (as opposed to last Saturday) didn't disappoint. The stakes are high, with each hero dishing as many hits as he takes. Infrastructure is crushed, buildings are wrecked, and Tony's one-liners, juxtaposed against such visceral imagery work their magic here. There's a playfulness to this fight and the action in general that elevates it past the usual apocalypse porn. The fight is a consequence of the story, rather than bloodlust.

Speaking of bloodlust, let's talk about Man of Steel. One of that film's greater faults was the wanton destruction of Metropolis, where Superman's defense ended up in obliteration and the death of millions. I'm sad to call it refreshing whenever Age of Ultron places an importance not only on defeating Ultron, but the manner in which the Avengers do it. Captain America makes it clear: the Avengers defend and protect. He refuses to accept any civilian casualty, and as the leader, holds the rest of the group to this higher standard. This isn't always the most tactical decision, sure; but if heroes are to portray humanity's courage and nobility, should we not expect anything less?

So where does Age of Ultron falter? Sloppy writing. Plot points are brought up, but never fully explained; characterizations are either underwritten (Black Widow), grossly ill-developed (Tony Stark), or confusing in tone (Ultron); information is stuffed in to further the universe's overarching story, regardless of whether it's paced well. Throughout the movie, I get an overwhelmed feeling, as if writer/director Joss Whedon was butting heads with Marvel Studios producer Kevin Feige as to what needs to be placed in the movie and how much time each element should receive.

The first Avengers was the payoff to a sprawling cinematic project. In the years preceding Iron Man, where the third installments of the X-Men and Spider-Man series were criticized as bloated messes, the idea of a cinematic universe that could tie together a plethora of characters from different films was insane, impossible to pull off with different writers, directors, and studio executives all influencing the creative process. However, as the MCU grew, offering nuggets of information through post-credits scenes and many Phil Coulson/Nick Fury cameos, the idea became less and less far-fetched until finally, at the end of Captain America, we got a teaser trailer for the first Avengers. 

The rest is history: the movie became, domestically, the third highest-grossing movie of all time (not adjusting for inflation), lauded by critics and audiences, and the only film at the time that seemingly could contend with The Dark Knight for best comic book movie (I personally put my money on Avengers, but that discussion can take place on another post). The biggest risks earn the biggest rewards, so it only makes sense that Marvel Studios' experiment paid off, and paid off handsomely.


So what does this history mean for Age of Ultron? Simply put, the hype is its Achilles heel. People were expecting lightning to strike twice, but Avengers and Age of Ultron serve two different purposes. Where the first film proved the MCU was functional, the sequel acts as a bridge, trying to tie up loose ends of the MCU's second phase and tease Phase 3 elements (the likes of which include Black Panther, Captain America 3, and of course, Avengers: Infinity War - Part 1 and 2. Does this leave Age of Ultron a less focused, less satisfying movie than Avengers? Yes. However, does it fail to entertain? Hardly. I'd say go see it, but you probably already have.

Thank you all for reading; I'm the Man Without a Plan, signing off.




Wednesday, May 6, 2015

"Avengers: Age of Ultron" Review: Episode 1 - Story Time (Or the Anticipated Cluster of Nonsense)

(Why "Episode 1"? Because I've got a bit of context to add to the review that ended up being a few bits more than expected. If you want to read the normal review, check out Episode 2, which will be up later. - The Man Without A Plan)
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Last Thursday, I found myself racing down the highway to deliver a late term paper to my professor. I knew I was losing ten points each day it wasn't in his hand, and that in order to finish the essay and deliver it, I had to skip half of the Avengers double-feature at the theater (a $25 investment). It was more than likely, a sliver away from certain, that I wasn't going to make it in time for Age of Ultron, but I couldn't justify losing 20 points on a paper because of a movie...even if it was one of the year's biggest blockbusters.

I hauled ass in five o'clock traffic, which eventually turned to six and six-thirty (the movie was at seven). As I sprinted from the frat houses' back parking lot to Wooten Hall two streets away, I estimated that if I broke warp speed in my car, I'd still get to the movie a half hour late. With paper in tow (almost crashing head-first into the door), I burst in the building only to find my professor's office and the department mail room locked. I paced around aimlessly for a minute before the dash to Wooten devolved into a dejected walk back to the lot. I'm still not sure the expletive I roared in the car wasn't overheard by the guys smoking nearby.

The tires screeched into a Nordstrom parking space at 7:30; my feet glided up the winding staircase; I nearly flew, Michael Jordan-style, over the crowd control barriers; and as soon as I landed in front of the box office, my headache finally caught up, like a baseball bat to the temple.

The next ten minutes can be described as follows -

INT. AMC THEATERS - LATE AFTERNOON

DANIEL waits for the LADY at the box office to print out his ticket for the Avengers double-feature, which he's two-and-a-half hours late to.

LADY 
You know this show started at 4:30 right?

DANIEL
(laughing bitterly) 
Yes. Believe me, I know.

LADY
What? Why isn't this working? Kelly, can you come over here?

KELLY, a short brunette cosplaying Black Widow, turns around, approaching the lady's console.

KELLY
Did you try the thing?

LADY
Yeah, it's not confirming.

Kelly awkwardly glances up at Daniel who grins back sympathetically. 

KELLY
Do the other thing; I've got to handle these guys.

LADY
I'm sorry sir; come around to the back, we'll get it settled.

INT. AMC THEATERS - BACK OF BOX OFFICE - CONT.

Kelly oversees a YOUNG MAN facing the console with a blank, confused stare as three TEENS wait with goofy impatience.

The lady motions to a MANAGER to come forward. She walks up to the lady behind the counter.

MANAGER
What's going on?

LADY
He bought a ticket online; the system won't confirm it.

MANAGER
I'm sorry, sir. We should have this up in a minute.

Daniel gives her a half-smile. One of the teens digs his pointer finger in his nostril, possibly in a search for a golden nugget of decency.

The manager, annoyed, comes out from behind the box office. She approaches Daniel.

MANAGER
Sorry for the wait. I'm just going to escort you to the theater; you should be good.

DANIEL
Thanks, that's fine.

They walk past the ticket-checker and concessions stand.

DANIEL
I can imagine the day's been hectic.

MANAGER (chuckling)
And it's only gonna get worse. Now, it's slowed down, but later? Phew.

She stands to the side of the theater door, motioning to the sign - "16: Avengers Double-Feature".

DANIEL
Thanks for your help.

MANAGER
No problem, enjoy your movie.

INT. AVENGERS SCREENING - CONTINUOUS

Daniel walks into the theater, looks up towards the screen, and in a moment of realization, frowns.

DANIEL
Damn. The 3D glasses.

After going back to grab the glasses and positioning myself in the far left seat on the second row, I watched the movie. My neck craned towards the IMAX screen, head bursting into twenty pieces, and eyes struggling to keep up with the 3D projection made for a miserable experience, one of the worst I've ever had. 

The movie ended and it didn't wow me like I expected; I was reserving a spot on next year's Top Ten for this, and not only couldn't I reasonably do so, I felt animosity towards it. If I would've written a review the next day, "Avengers: Age of Ultron" would've received two-and-a-half stars. But bad experiences and high expectations aren't the movie's fault, and if there's anything to be learned from this rant/story, it's this: we're fickle, often ready to lose our minds if a movie ONLY gets a 8 out of 10 on IMDB, tossing out the baby with the bathwater if a sequel isn't a masterwork of perfection. If I can be ready to rage against a film for something as trite as a late paper, I think I need to calm down a bit, and to the mob of angry critics and Twitter users, I recommend the same.

So with that out of the way, stay tuned. We're gonna be talking Avengers: Age Of Ultron. 

Thank you for reading (if you actually took the time for this, with all seriousness, I thank you); I'm the Man Without a Plan, signing off.