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The Book of Boba Fett – Season 1

Lucasfilm, 2021

If The Mandalorian was proof that Star Wars could make the jump to live-action television, then consider The Book of Boba Fett the prequel era of the small screen adventures – a step down in quality hidden behind glossy visuals and more fan service than a rancor could devour. Temuera Morrison excels in fleshing out a character that was never meant for anything more than selling toys, but story built around him is painfully straightforward; a far cry from the mafioso crime story the series was billed as. Nevertheless the moment-to-moment action will keep you entertained and two brilliant episodes make this an absolute must-watch for any self-respecting Star Wars fan.

Following his grand return in The Mandalorian, we follow Boba Fett (Morrison) as he stakes his own claim to the throne formerly occupied by Jabba the Hutt on Tatooine; coming up against all manner of resistance from the local scum and villainy, and a few familiar, if not very friendly, faces. As his grip over the planet becomes increasingly tenuous, Boba and mercenary-turned-right-hand-woman Fennec Shand (Ming-Na Wen) must seek out allies willing to put a stop to the dangerous smuggling activities of the Pike Syndicate who hold Tatooine hostage. Simultaneously we get an inside look into Boba’s grand escape from his once-presumed death in the fearsome Sarlacc pit, and an unlikely alliance the legendary bounty hunter forms with a band of Tusken Raiders.

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For someone with such an instantly recognisable and menacing presence as Boba Fett he sure is one underdeveloped character, uttering a mere handful of lines in his appearances throughout the original trilogy before swiftly falling to what we thought was his untimely demise. That gives the writers (Jon Favreau and Dave Filoni) free reign to flesh out Fett’s character in any way they see fit and for the most part they make him a compelling if slightly banal, predictable antihero. We’ve seen this shift in villains to fan-favourite anti-heroes more and more in characters like Venom and Loki, but going from who we knew as a man famously scolded for disintegrating too many people to someone who can barely strike fear in a bar owner is jarring to say the least.

Boba’s journey to shake that image and lead through respect, rather than fear, forms the backbone of the show; the flashbacks serving to showcase his re-emergence into the world and shift towards do-goodery, even if they are a painfully overused story device at this point. The three directors that helm these episodes do a great job of fleshing out Boba’s journey with the Tuskens, but in doing so create on of_The Book of Boba Fett_’s biggest earlier issues. In spending time with Boba and the Tuskens almost all development of the present-day storyline is sacrificed, but if you don’t take this time to establish Boba’s character, the rest of the show would be a painfully un-compelling slog. It’s a fine balance that mostly works, erring on the side of development that can pay off more in further seasons rather than focusing on a hollow, action packed story about characters we don’t care for.

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That’s not to say the show isn’t action packed in usual Star Wars fashion, but what is here feels largely throwaway, with a final episode functioning essentially as an hour-long skirmish, overstaying its welcome very quickly. The strangest decision in the show by far however (some spoilers ahead), comes in the form of episodes 5 & 6, which completely cut away from Boba Fett to focus on Pedro Pascal’s Mandalorian since the events of episode 2. The first of these, directed by Bryce Dallas Howard, is easily the best episode of the season; a welcomed detour that derails the show and highlighting a huge issue in one fell swoop: we as an audience simply care so much more about Mando than Fett. That might be slightly unfair given his two seasons of development to Fett’s one but the fact remains that Boba’s story is vastly less interesting than the simple pleasure of seeing the Mandalorian run around learning to wield his new weapons. Whilst Mando’s episodes are great, it does seem like a move borne out of lack of faith in The Book; forcing the audience to sit through this to be up-to-date for the new season of Mandalorian. It’s not a big issue considering Marvel has been doing it for years across movies, but it is a clumsy, ham-fisted approach that doesn’t do the titular character much justice.

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For his part Morrison does his best to bring nuance and emotion to Boba Fett, even if it doesn’t always come through, but is admittedly hamstrung by the show’s drastic shift in focus. The Mandalorian specific episodes also highlight just how effective Boba Fett is when used sparingly as a side character. While that may sound like a negative, it is a big step-up from his previous absence of character, with the show’s ending providing a lot of room to further explore Boba’s future on Tatooine and his relationships with his recently gathered inner circle. Alongside him Ming-Na Wen is solid as Fennec Shand but doesn’t get a whole lot to do. When her character is given a chance to shine she is frequently hampered by some truly horrible dialogue of the “I hate sand” variety.

When it comes to the villains of The Book of Boba Fett, the series is even less sure of itself, relying on the looming threat of the Syndicate to create tension that instantly dissolves once they arrive; a bunch of incompetent, paper people who exist only to justify the scale of the battles. Later in the piece a fan-favourite character is brought into the fold but only long enough to create a minor inconvenience for Boba, relying on die-hard fans instant recognition and knowledge of previous backstory to give their encounters weight rather than establishing anything within this show itself. Nevertheless it’s a fun surprise to see this character make the jump to live-action, even if it is just one more person to take the spotlight of Fett, who at this point feels like a guest star in his own show. It does speak to a larger trend that was refreshing in its infancy in The Mandalorian but which now seems to be the “get out of jail free” card for these shows to coast: simply introduce a character fans love and adore to distract them from the series’ shortcomings. More recognisable characters pop up here than in the last decade of Star Wars content and rarely for anything other than a knowing wink to the camera. Sure it’s fun, but a little more care going into making this show great independent of these characters would be far more impactful in the long run.

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The Book of Boba Fett is a strange beast. A spin-off of a show largely based on Boba himself, it exists in a strange place where Favreau and Co know they want to do something with the character, but can’t figure out the best approach to making it as effectively as The Mandalorian. It’s a messy, glossy ride through a story that largely sticks to convention but is never in short supply of an action showcase or beloved character popping in to tide you over to the next scene. Temuera Morrison’s efforts to bring some depth to the character are impressive, ultimately falling short due to the creatives behind the show’s non-willingness to embrace him as a lead, but there is certainly enough here to set a solid foundation for a show that improves with time. This might not be the way but it’s a step in the right direction.

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The Book of Boba Fett stars Temuera Morrison, Ming-Na Wen, Matt Berry, David Pasquesi, Carey Jones, Jennifer Beals, Jordan Bolger, Sophie Thatcher & Pedro Pascal – Streaming on Disney+ now.

Rating: 6 out of 10.

6/10

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The January 2022 Wrap

In what feels like a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moment, we’ve already run through the first month of 2022. Despite how quickly we seem to have left January behind, the start of the year did feature a huge amount of releases worth taking a look at (and some less so). For those that didn’t see a full review on arrival last month, here’s the wrap on everything else that kept us glued to our screens in January.

Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Columbia Pictures, 2021

It would be easy to compare Ghostbusters: Afterlife to recent franchise revivals like Star Wars: The Force Awakens or Halloween and expect a nostalgia filled cash-grab of a trip down memory lane and to a certain extent it is. But more than that this is a revival from the person perhaps best qualified to revisit the Ghostbusters: Jason Reitman – son of original director Ivan Reitman – who tackles his father’s franchise with immense care and a penchant for the same whimsical tone that made the original film so much fun. When Callie (Carrie Coon), daughter of Harold Ramis’ Egon Spengler, moves into her recently deceased father’s dilapidated farmhouse with children Trevor (Finn Wolfhard) and Phoebe (Mckenna Grace), they discover their grandfather’s ghost-busting history and are forced to pick up where he left off to protect the small town from a ghostly outbreak of gigantic proportions.

Carrie Coon is typically excellent in her supporting role and Paul Rudd shines as the quirky, slightly unhinged substitute teacher with an obsession with the Ghostbusters but the true strength in Reitman’s sequel lies with its younger characters. Mckenna Grace is the perfect lead, a socially awkward but brilliant young girl who forces herself into an uncomfortable but banter-rich friendship with fellow student Podcast (Logan Kim) as they stumble through the basics of ghost-busting. Not since IT have younger actors in a blockbuster been so compelling and not annoying; sure they make mistakes along the way and it’s endlessly fun to watch them do so but they aren’t the stereotypically stupid kids you usually see on-screen – capable of maintaining investing and adult conversations that allow Reitman to tell a story for all-ages that doesn’t feel like it panders to children. The set-up runs a bit long and the climactic showdown could have benefitted from some refreshingly smaller stakes and fewer cameos but if Afterlife proves one thing, it’s that the franchise is far from dead.

The Tender Bar

Amazon Studios, 2022

Clooney’s latest directorial effort is a good-hearted, if rather schmaltzy affair centred around the story of JR Maguire (Daniel Ranieri and Ron Livingston at times but mostly Tye Sheridan), a young boy forced to return home to his grandparents house with mother Dorothy (Lily Rabe) where he develops a close bond with his bar-owner uncle Charlie (Ben Affleck). Clooney directs without much flair or invention, opting for the overdone trope of cutting between timelines to show his audience the colourful characters JR is surrounded by without ever investing us in JR himself, who remains an un-engaging, blank slate of a protagonist throughout and never seems to develop any interesting personality traits of his own despite the unconventional occurrences happening around him.

All the other usual culprits of the coming-of-age film are here too – overused voice-over from a future JR, awkward sexual encounters and youthful drunk experiences – but it never makes the audience feel anything because we don’t care about JR in the first place. Where Clooney does succeed, however, is in his hiring of Affleck and Rabe, both of whom give excellently endearing and engaging performances of troubled, layered individuals who aren’t where they expected they would be in life and who desperately want to prevent the same from happening to JR in their own conflicting ways.

Spencer

Shoebox Films, 2021

Pablo Larraín has a thing for historically important women. He showed his hand once with the harrowing depiction of grief and responsibility in Jackie and now he does it again with Spencer, a psychologically draining look into one hellish Christmas weekend for Princess Diana (Kristen Stewart) as she battles for her individuality against the rigid rules of the Royal Family. Don’t let the stunning cinematography fool you though, Larraín’s film plays as more of a horror than a standard biopic; the luxury and strict practices of the Royal family slowly suffocating Diana as she desperately struggles to maintain her independence and prevent her children from being absorbed by it all.

Dinners carry a sinister, uncomfortable air; the resplendent decorations and sumptuous food overshadowed by contemptuous glares and stolen glances from the people that keep Diana at an arms length, her refusal to confirm creating an outcast rather than a chance for the family to embrace a different future. Stewart is rock solid in what many believe to be an awards-worthy performance, but the upper-class British accent can’t help but ring false after so much exposure to her usual gravelly tone. Nevertheless her performance perfectly captures the stress of a woman slowly falling apart at the seams and the overwhelming odds facing her in her attempt to change centuries-old traditions.

Archive 81 – Season 1

Netflix, 2022

Based on the popular podcast of the same name this slow burn of a horror follows Dan Turner (Mamoudou Athie), a video archivist drawn into a web of demons and ancient cults when he is offered the chance to restore the video tapes of Melody Pendras (Dina Shihabi), a college student believed to have perished in a mysterious blaze in the 1990’s. An impeccable opening episode carefully sets up the framing device of Dan watching these tapes, as we come to understand his troubled past and the sinister conspiracy he has unknowingly become a part of. From here we follow Melody’s slightly less investing storyline as she interacts with the various tenants of her new apartment building; slowly coming to understand the strange link between the two, separated by a generation.

As things become more heated Archive 81 begins to stall, losing momentum by the sixth episode and crawling to a finale that while justified, is unsatisfying in how it presents a premise for the inevitable second season that is eerily similar to another huge Netflix property. That that other show managed to introduce the same concept in two hours compared to this shows eight is all the more disappointing, and while there is certainly room for the show to expand in new and interesting ways, for now it appears to be coalescing into the usual Netflix formula for the horror/sci-fi show. Special mention however, has to go to the indie directing team of Justin Benson and Aaron Moorhead, who continue to improve as they make yet another leap towards more mainstream content, crafting two of not only the best episodes of the season but of television in general in some time.

Pokémon Legends: Arceus

Game Freak, 2022

As one of the most ambitious projects rolling out this summer, Pokémon Legends: Arceus has quickly become one of the fastest selling games in the franchise’s history. Where previous entries stuck close to the successful formula that Pokémon was built on back in the 90’s, Arceus boldly and frequently steps outside the lines to mostly fantastic results. Instead of the standard linear adventure from one battle and random encounter to the next, you’re now set loose into sprawling landscapes full of unique monsters, characters and mysteries to solve around every corner.

A solid – if brief – storyline underpins the adventures you’re encouraged to create on your own, and it tends to take a more mature and nuanced approach than the usual ‘beat the bad guys’ plot from most of the previous entries. Is it the best looking thing you’ll see on a console this year? Most certainly not. It also doesn’t have the runtime of a usual Pokémon RPG, able to be knocked over in less than 20 hours if you’re really pushing forward. However most will forgive these slight flaws in return for the completely overhauled mechanics and sense of total freedom that Legends: Arceus offers, as well as what its runaway success means for Pokémon’s future.

The Eyes of Tammy Faye

Fox Searchlight Pictures, 2021

Jessica Chastain transforms for the role of Tammy Faye Bakker; the always heavily made-up and perpetually cheery televangelist who, along with husband Jim (Andrew Garfield), became embroiled in a scandal that almost destroyed the pair’s devoted congregation. The Eyes of Tammy Faye is a fairly straightforward biopic in structure; a religious Wolf of Wall Street highlighting the opulence amassed by the Bakkers and their inevitable downfall. But it’s hard not to get swept up in the film’s infectious energy and become desperate to learn exactly what is going on behind the scenes of this all too perfect relationship; the film spinning us an image of these shysters in the same way the Bakkers did to their congregation, albeit with more of an insight into the darker side.

Nothing truly shocking is ultimately revealed but it’s enough to keep you entertained in tandem with Chastain and Garfield’s performances. They are simply riveting as the Bakker’s, with an innocent enough meet-cute evolving into a marriage plagued by power dynamics and emotional and spiritual manipulation. The tone never drops it’s overtly cheery facade but there is always a palpable sense of tension as you wait for the other shoe to drop. Chastain should easily find her way into the Best Actress race come awards season with a performance this layered underneath all the flamboyance.

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Jackass Forever

Paramount Pictures, 2022

It might have been easy to simply wave Jackass Forever away as a hollow attempt to recapture the gross-out magic of the original film and television series. After all, we’ve seen a myriad of lifeless sequels pop up in recent times, sometimes decades after the last instalment and Johnny Knoxville and pals have to be past their prime as far as attempting these ridiculously dangerous stunts go, right? Well I’m happy to report that when it comes to Jackass Forever, neither of those things are true; a rollercoaster of a comedy that masterfully alternates between hilariously juvenile pranks and terrifying stunts that will have you wincing and squirming in your seat. If you aren’t on board with the series’ premise at this point, Forever is unlikely to convert you, but for fans of the series this feels like hanging with old friends again… and watching them do some crazy shit.

The biggest question about this fourth film comes in the form of the main cast: can their bodies still handle the punishment 20 years after the original film? The short answer is yes, but with a few tweaks to the formula. All of the old favourites return – Steve-O, Chris Pontius, Wee Man, Ehren McGhehey – with the exceptions of Ryan Dunn (who unfortunately passed away) and Bam Margera – whose struggles with addiction and very public disputes with the production have seen him essentially scrubbed from the movie apart from the odd scene or two. Whilst Steve-O and Ehren always seem down to subject themselves to whatever crazy punishment Knoxville and director Jeff Tremaine have cooked up, you do begin to sense some trepidation from other cast members – they’re pushing 50, who could blame them?

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Fortunately that’s where the new cast members step in. One of Forever’s strongest weapons comes in the form of these new (lovingly said) idiots – Poopsie, Eric Manaka, Davon Wilson and Rachel Wolfson among them – who are more than game to try their hands at the kind of antics that the older crew idolised for them in the early 2000’s. You can clearly tell how much the franchise means to these newbies (a lot of whom even sport Jackass tattoos) and their energy is infectious, alleviating some of the dread you can feel when a particularly nasty situation is introduced. Tasers are licked, scorpion stings are inflicted and almost everyone vomits at one point but it’s always done with a smile; the older cast visibly relieved that they don’t have to participate in the stupidity. There’s no disdain or hazing from that original generation though and no obvious divide, making it seem as if the group of friends has simply expanded.

At its core, a Jackass film is a very different comedic experience. There’s (largely) no pre-written dialogue or scripted moments to be found, with the audience placing a great amount of trust in these hooligans messing around and seeing what sticks. That tension, the constant feeling that you don’t know what is next or how they could possibly top the last segment, is what keeps you howling with laughter or cringing away from the screen in horror. Each moment hits so incredibly hard because of the improvisation of it all. The accurately named “Cup Test” – a series of increasingly painful tests of the humble sports cup – could go horrifically wrong at any moment, creating this strange sensation of both wanting and not wanting to see it all unfold. It’s impossible not to have some reaction to seeing a man’s scrotum caught and stretched under a pogo stick, and whether you like it or not, the film always succeeds in drawing that visceral response from the audience.

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That’s the foundation of Jackass and Forever is never without it, a continuation made by people who still clearly love doing these things rather than a reluctant rehash for money. It seems doubtful that we’ll get another film where the original cast does as much as they do here but the new blood brought into the fold are more than capable of taking the franchise far into this future. For a series built around the most depraved and dangerous stunts that a group of buddies can think of, Jackass proves it has a legacy most franchises can’t compete with and few would have the balls to try and replicate.

Paramount Pictures, 2022

Jackass Forever stars Johnny Knoxville, Steve-O, Chris Pontius, Dave England, Ehren McGhehey, Preston Lacy, Sean “Poopies” McInerney, Jasper Dolphin, Zach Holmes, Rachel Wolfson, Eric Manaka and Compston “Darkshark” Wilson – In cinemas now.

Rating: 8 out of 10.

9/10

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House of Gucci

Universal Pictures, 2021

Giving Ridley Scott the keys to the Gucci story – a wild tale of family, betrayal and murder – should have made for one of the most arresting crime capers of the veteran director’s career. After all this is the man who gave us Gladiator, American Gangster and just this year The Last Duel. The result therefore is as baffling as it is frustrating; House of Gucci may just be Scott’s most bizarre film to date – a tonally jarring mishmash of humour and intense drama that does neither particularly successfully thanks to some truly horrendous performances and a painfully slow pace that somehow manages to also feel as if it is rushing through its dense narrative.

When working class Patrizia Reggiani (Lady Gaga) runs into heir to the Gucci fashion fortune Maurizio (Adam Driver), she senses that her fortunes are about to change, latching onto the man who is intent on becoming a lawyer and leaving his family’s business behind. When Maurizio introduces his new girlfriend to his hotheaded father Rodolfo (Jeremy Irons), he senses Patrizia’s less than honourable intentions, cutting his son off from the fortune and ceasing all contact as Maurizio assumes a less glamorous, but fulfilling life with his new bride.

But when Maurizio’s boisterous uncle Aldo (a fantastic Al Pacino) learns of his brother and nephew’s estrangement he makes it his mission to bring Maurizio and Patrizia back into the fold, offering him a lucrative job at Gucci and indoctrinating Patrizia into a life of luxury she could only have dreamt of. As Patrizia’s manipulation of Maurizio into taking the reigns of Gucci becomes more and more damaging to the rest of the family, including Aldo’s dimwitted son Paolo (Jared Leto), she is forced to consider desperate measures to stop the monster she helped create.

Universal Pictures, 2021

What immediately stands out about House of Gucci is the Italian accents. Everyone in the film attempts them, largely to godawful results outside of Al Pacino, and it is the first sign that something is not quite right. By and large it doesn’t stop the genuinely good performances of Adam Driver or Jeremy Irons from shining through but in Jared Leto’s case it turns what seems to be Scott making a serious attempt at telling this story in dramatic fashion into a farcical mess. Swathed in prosthetics and make-up, Leto completely loses himself in the character of Paolo. Unfortunately that character plays as more of a Mario Brother than a convincing human being, with Leto’s offensively stereotypical Italian accent taking the character to levels of parody the rest of the film is not prepared to follow. Every time his dimwitted, fat-suit laden character appears on-screen you can guarantee that the scene will devolve into unintentional hilarity, often at the expense of genuinely compelling dialogue or a pivotal beat, forgotten in the wake of Leto’s ridiculousness.

The film’s overall forgetfulness is also compounded by the strange pacing decisions Scott makes in his telling of Maurizio and Patrizia’s story. The introduction to these characters feels incredibly rushed, with them meeting and together within the opening fifteen minutes. We never get a reasonable amount of time to establish the characters or reason why we should care about them other than their functions within the story; Gaga as the manipulative temptress seeking status and Driver the unwitting cog in her plan, forced to betray his family for power and getting swept up in the allure of that power himself.

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Once this dynamic is established Scott meanders through the inner workings of Patrizia’s long con, which mostly involves displays of exorbitant wealth and the obvious journey through Gucci’s fashionable history. Sure we get the impression that these characters are slowly transforming through their experiences, but once again Scott rushes the sudden switch Driver undergoes into monstrous business owner and Gaga’s sudden departure from that world, culminating in a finale that should be a lot more impactful than it is, with Scott keeping the audience at an arms length from his characters at all times; never allowing us to form any meaningful connection to them.

Much has been made of Gaga’s performance but she only narrowly escapes the same issues as Leto, her accent constantly wavering between an exaggerated Italian and Russian as she hams it up every chance she gets. Whenever a scene skews particularly dramatic or “awards-worthy” Gaga goes berserk, rarely giving anyone else in the scene a chance to go back and forth as she commands the room, regardless of the context of the conversation. It’s a distracting method of acting that undermines these important scenes, where Gaga could have benefitted from a “less is more” approach she almost always pivots the other way, regardless of how that affects the scene. For someone who schemed and plotted from the shadows as Patrizia Reggiano did, there never seems to be much quiet intensity in Gaga’s performance, replaced by a need to shine and exaggerate even the most imperceptible traits.

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House of Gucci is a strange anomaly in Ridley Scott’s filmography; a concept that on paper looks suited to his particular talent for complex, intense storytelling but which in practicality devolves into a messy, haphazardly paced jumble of poor accents and jarring tonal shifts. It almost feels like Scott on autopilot; a perfunctory telling of a story that could have been a gripping, steadily intensifying examination of a family on the way to a breakdown. Instead we’re left with a film that will at best gain a cult following for Jared Leto’s hilariously bad performance and at worst fade from collective consciousness.

House of Gucci stars Lady Gaga, Adam Driver, Al Pacino, Jeremy Irons, Jared Leto, Jack Huston & Salma Hayek – In cinemas now.

Rating: 4 out of 10.

4/10

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Scream (2022)

Paramount Pictures, 2022

For all of its commentary on the genre and self-deprecating humour about its place within it, the Scream franchise is undoubtedly one of the titans of horror; a consistently entertaining whodunnit slasher series that has always managed to keep its finger on the pulse thanks to clever writing and fantastic direction from horror icon Wes Craven. Now, six years after Craven’s unfortunate passing, the task of continuing the franchise falls to the directing team of Tyler Gillett and Matt Bettinelli-Olpin (the team behind 2019’s expectation subverting Ready or Not) and for the most part their reboot/sequel continues Craven’s legacy in fine form; a well-paced mystery with plenty of inventive kills, pop-culture commentary and red herrings to keep you guessing. It may lose itself at times in the need to hit franchise beats and the return of franchise mainstays Neve Campbell, David Arquette and Courtney Cox aren’t exactly necessary, but Scream is nevertheless a damn fine addition to the franchise and an entertaining revitalisation for this decade.

When her sister Tara (Jenna Ortega) is brutally attacked by a killer in a Ghostface outfit, Sam Carpenter (Melissa Barrera) is forced to return to the town of Woodsboro to be by her side, with boyfriend Richie (Jack Quaid) along for the ride. As the bodycount increases Sam learns that the killings could be connected to her secretive history, prompting her to enlist the aid of survivor Dewey Riley (Arquette) in order to track down the killer and stop his rampage through Tara’s group of friends. As Dewey and Sam’s investigation inevitably crosses paths with the killer and the list of suspects begins to thin, they must call upon original Ghostface survivor Sydney Prescott (Campbell) and Dewey’s now ex-wife Gale Weathers (Cox) to help them once and for all put the killer down and leave their legacy of violence in the past.

Paramount Pictures, 2022

The strength of a Scream film falls down to the commentary it makes on the current state of the horror genre and, in this case, the entertainment industry as a whole; firmly setting its sights on the toxic fandoms that have arisen alongside the concept of the “requel” – essentially reboots of franchises that include legacy characters to appease long-time fans (think Star Wars: The Force Awakens or 2018’s Halloween). It’s a smart pivot away from the now somewhat dated “webcasting” and internet-age angle of 2011’s fourth instalment, with less to say about the methods and forms in which movies and television are delivered to the audience and more about the possessiveness of fans which is unfortunately often radicalised and turned violent.

Sharply written, even if it doesn’t present any actual solutions to solving the problems of these clusters of toxic fandoms, the biggest issue with the commentary is that there isn’t more of it. Sure you have your usual movie nerd character (played in an overly snarky fashion here by Jasmin Savoy Brown) spouting film theory and summarising the latest genre trends in a typically condescending way, but it doesn’t feel particularly potent; the digs at these requels particularly weak when you consider the audience is watching one play out in front of them. The hallmark of those films – the returning characters – feel out of place here, with the holy trinity of Craven’s opus largely back for fan service rather than any essential plot reason. Sure Arquette’s Dewey gets something to do, genuinely essential to the plot for a brief period, but Cox and Campbell are wholly unnecessary, their presence welcome because of our attachment to the characters as fans more than anything else.

Paramount Pictures, 2022

New face of the franchise Melissa Barrera gives a somewhat stilted performance as Sam, rarely registering anything other than a direct stab as noteworthy but thankfully the supporting cast around her imbue life into the proceedings, particularly Jenna Ortega and Jack Quaid. Ortega gives a lively, incredibly sympathetic performance as Tara, a young girl whose world has been turned upside down by violent attacks and familial revelations, forcing her to shut herself off from those around her in an attempt to protect herself. Quaid dials the quirky, nerdy schtick he so perfected in The Boys up to eleven; a charming if somewhat dim third wheel to the sisters who you can’t help but love for his loyalty. And even if they aren’t completely necessary to the plot, it’s a welcome sight to see Campbell, Cox and Arquette back in character, never slouching in their ever-evolving performances as three friends who have dealt with their traumatic pasts in vastly different ways.

For the first film in the franchise not to be directed by the sadly departed Craven, Gillett and Bettinelli-Olpin do a great job matching the intensity of his earlier films, crafting a whodunnit that steadily increases in tension before culminating in a gleefully unhinged finale. Scenes feel obligated as part of a Scream film at times, the sideways glances and sinister expressions required to make the audience believe everyone is a suspect are often the only characterisation given to member’s of Tara’s friend group. As such, it robs the kills of a lot of their impact, with no emotional bond tying you to the victims, and you can’t help but wonder how differently the film may have panned out had the time been spent expanding these characters’ roles rather than the returning players. That’s not to say the film lacks an immense sense of fun, with the pacing of the moment-to-moment action always keeping the audience on their toes as a character heads towards their often brutally violent end.

Paramount Pictures, 2022

With the fifth instalment of Scream, Tyler Gillett and Matt Bettinelli-Olpin prove that there is still plenty of gas left in the franchise’s tank to adapt and skewer the ever-evolving sensibilities of movie fans and pop-culture at large in 2022. The familiar meta commentary and gory kills make for an experience that feels both true to Craven’s vision but also one unafraid to surge forward and try new things within the framework of Scream, for better or for worse. If the franchise does move forward then it can safely do so without Campbell, Cox and Arquette; a whole new generation ready to answer that killer question: what’s your favourite scary movie?

Paramount Pictures, 2022

Scream stars Neve Campbell, Courtney Cox, David Arquette, Melissa Barrera, Tara Ortega, Jack Quaid, Dylan Minnette, Jasmin Savoy Brown, Sonia Ammar, Mikey Madison, Mason Gooding, Kyle Gallner, Heather Matarazzo & Marley Shelton – In cinemas now.

Rating: 8 out of 10.

8/10

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RANKED – Scream

Arguably horror maestro Wes Craven’s greatest creation (A Nightmare on Elm Street not included), the Scream franchise has managed to become one of the most consistently fun and terrifying franchises within horror, largely thanks to its constant reinvention and clever commentary on the genre and the many clichés that populate it. With the fifth instalment of the Ghostface-fronted franchise hitting screens – the first without Craven behind the lens – we’re taking a trip down memory lane alongside Sydney, Dewie and Gale to bring you the definitive ranking of Scream.

5. Scream 3 (2000)

Dimension Films, 2000

While none of the Scream films are outright bad, Scream 3 suffers from its ambitions as a franchise redefining trilogy-capper, falling victim to the very trappings of similar horror sequels it seeks to lampoon. Setting the film amongst the bright lights of Hollywood – as Sydney (Neve Campbell), Gale (Courtney Cox) and Dewie (David Arquette) are drawn back into the fray to investigate a series of murders on the set of a film adapting the previous murders – allows for some fun meta moments and cameos, but the story strains believability at every turn; the final twist bastardising what has come before with needless backstory painfully delivered in an exposition heavy scene that robs the film of any remaining tension in order to justify itself.

Granted that doesn’t mean Scream 3 ever lacks energy, the usual lightning-quick pacing propelling you towards a needlessly elaborate albeit giddily fun final act as the remaining players are chased around a classic old Hollywood mansion complete with hidden doors and secret passageways. The kills themselves live up to the constant reminders of going for broke in the final instalment (even if it wouldn’t end up being it) but never feel as gruesome or realistic as earlier instalments; explosions and miraculously perfect voice recordings of all the key players replacing the stabbings and classic Roger L. Jackson Ghostface voice for the most part. And therein lies the film’s biggest problem: in trying to top itself it became the very thing it poked fun at, for better and for worse.

4. Scream (2022)

Paramount Pictures, 2022

The latest instalment finds fresh material to harvest as it sets its sights squarely on the toxic fandoms that have arisen within pop-culture alongside the surge in popularity for the “requel” – overall franchise reboots that include legacy characters to appeal to long-time fans. It’s a smart shift in the commentary that allows for the meta discussions within the film that the franchise has become known for whilst pushing into wider directions with the statement it makes, this time the film industry as a whole and the volatile online discourse created through channels like Twitter and Reddit. Without spoiling things, the eventual reveals – whilst not as out of left field as the other films – make for a hilariously over-the-top but effective point about the possessiveness of these hardcore fans; impossible to please and easy to incite into a rage.

Where things fall short are in new directors Tyler Gillett and Matt Bettinelli-Olpin’s need to make things feel like a Scream film, often at the expense of fleshing out the supporting cast of friends of Tara Carpenter (Jenna Ortega), the traditional opening scene victim who survives her attack (a first for the series), prompting sister Sam (Melissa Barrera) to return to Woodsboro, bringing with her some pivotal secrets. Often these lesser players are given nothing more than the obligatory suspect shots – the narrowing of the eyes and sideways glances – the usual red herrings that ensure the audience suspects everyone instead of one specific person, thus making for a lot of throwaway deaths that, while gleefully gory, don’t hold much weight. And sure, Arquette, Cox and Campbell don’t need to be here at all, but their presence is a welcome addition that satisfyingly closes their narratives and, if the franchise does choose to move forward, hopefully leaves them be. God knows they’ve been through enough.

3. Scream 4 (2011)

Dimension Films, 2011

Reinventing the franchise after 11 years away was never going to be an easy task, and yet Scream 4 never feels as if it skips a beat, with a hilarious opening montage spoofing the horror trends that have spawned in the interim signalling the return of Craven in fine form. The kills are some of the franchises best – particularly Anthony Anderson’s brutal demise – and instantly communicated to audiences that although the franchise might be older now, it has lost none of its potency. 4 also signalled a glorious return to form in its big twist killer reveal; a shocking revelation that subverts expectations and works as a perfect update on the killer’s motives for the time.

The best moments, however, come in the ways Craven has fun with his trinity of protagonists; Gale the frustrated creative forced into a life of boredom in the suburbs married to Dewey, now the sheriff of Woodsboro contending with his past back to haunt him and Sydney, now a writer, profiting off her past experiences in the same way as the Gale of old. This allows for some great moments of banter between the three as well as the new generation of teenagers forced to outlast Ghostface in their own digital-era ways. Emma Roberts is the standout here, a young girl trying to come into her own but held back by the shadow of her aunt Sydney and the effect her return has on her otherwise peaceful suburban life. A revitalisation of the franchise that never loses sight of the elements that fans know and love.

2. Scream 2 (1997)

Dimension Films, 1997

It might have seemed an impossible task to follow up such a monumental hit as Scream but screenwriter Kevin Williamson struck gold again with the first sequel that, despite the odd lapse in logic and some silly decision making by Sydney, manages to be just as much fun as the first, if slightly less fresh. Now a college student, Sydney is once again thrust back into the thick of it as fellow students are torn apart at a screening of Stab – an adaptation of the first film based on the in-universe book written by Gale Weathers – and a string of murders soon follow.

The fun here comes in how Craven deconstructs the idea of the sequel; how closely it should stick to the original and how the genre feels the need to one up itself with each subsequent instalment. Jamie Kennedy’s Randy once again takes centre stage, returning with another hilarious rant on the rules of sequels and the twists and turns that must occur to keep things from getting stale for the audience. More than most horror franchises, Scream’s long-lasting quality and popularity comes from the amount of characterisation given to the core cast and how attached to them we are as fans. Catching up with Campbell, Arquette and Cox’s characters after the traumatic events of the first film is simply a joy, with all three just as compelling as before in their back and forth. The kills are, as Randy suggests, bigger and bloodier than before and the final reveal plays with the original in such a fun way that makes 2 exactly what it says it is: simply a scream.

1. Scream (1996)

Dimension Films, 1996

Sydney Prescott herself justifies this placement perfectly with a single line from Scream 4: “Don’t fuck with the original”. It’s hard to accurately convey the importance of Wes Craven’s original film in revitalising the stale, waning sub-genre of slasher films; Kevin Williamson’s brilliant, insightful script a much-needed breath of fresh air that made audiences think and laugh about their favourite slasher films as much as fear them. The tried and tested template of teens slowly picked off by a masked killer is flipped on its head when the film proposes that the culprit may in fact be one of these vulnerable teens, throwing a whodunnit component into the mix that forces the characters and audience to question everyone, as well as who they imagine a killer to be within the genre.

Williamson’s meta commentary on the genre itself might just be Scream’s biggest contribution to horror and indeed pop-culture in general, prompting audiences to look more closely at the entertainment they consume in search of the patterns and those rare films and shows that defy the conventions. Craven’s callous disposal of Drew Barrymore’s Casey Becker in the opening scene – whom many believed to be the star of the film due to her popularity at the time – is a testament to this, setting the expectation that no one is safe and putting audiences on the edge of their seats. Neve Campbell launched herself into the public consciousness (alongside The Craft in the same year) as the final girl not to be messed with, a tragic figure who is forced to rise above her problems and, like the audience, question everyone around her in order to survive. Everyone is a suspect and Williamson gives everyone a hook, a reason to both love and suspect them, crafting a film where every kill has stakes and the only way to survive is to follow the rules.

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The December 2021 Wrap

Another year done and dusted but that doesn’t mean that there wasn’t plenty to keep us entertained as the year wound down, with everything from awards contender films to a return to South Park heating up our screens. We’ve selected a few of the biggest films and television shows that we weren’t able to review in full to make sure you’re in the know with all the latest releases in the entertainment space.

The Power of the Dog

Netflix, 2021

The first film from renowned director Jane Campion since 2009, The Power of the Dog is a mostly arresting if incredibly unsettling watch featuring several of the best performances of the year. Benedict Cumberpatch gives the big, showy awards performance as Phil – a rancher incensed when his brother George (Jesse Plemons) forgoes his responsibilities to marry Rose (Kirsten Dunst), inviting her and her son Peter (Kodi Smit-McPhee) to join them on the ranch – but the supporting players are just as essential to this slow-burn of deception and betrayal. Dunst is harrowing to watch as the slowly wilting Rose, driven mad by Phil’s endless torture and Plemons is perfect as the dimwitted George, who refuses to acknowledge the difficult situation he has created for everyone.

But it is Smit-McPhee who outshines them both as the quiet, calculating Peter; a disturbing performance that should also land him in the running for supporting awards galore. The pacing drags in spots as Campion takes her time setting the pieces on the board, foregoing extravagant confrontation in favour of a number of small instances that slowly fracture the tenuous bonds between all members of this created family, but the payoff to it all is deliciously twisted, if slightly understated.

The French Dispatch

Searchlight Pictures, 2021

Even if you don’t like his style you can’t deny that Wes Anderson films are a ton of fun. The French Dispatch is no exception, an anthology of stories built around the workings of a fictional magazine and the cast of quirky characters that inhabit its offices. There’s the story of murderer turned prison artist Moses Rosenthaler (Benicia del Toro) and the eclectic career he enjoyed thanks to his relationship with a prison guard (Léa Seydoux). A tale of a student uprising soon turns to national revolution as the young Zeffirelli (Timothée Chalamet) works on his manifesto, aided by a meddling reporter (Frances McDormand). And food journalist Roebuck Wright (Jeffrey Wright) gets more than he bargained for when a dinner with local police commissioner (Matthieu Amalric) turns into a hostage situation, culminating in a grand chase across the streets of Ennui, the fictional village in France that is host to the French Dispatch.

All the usual suspects are gathered for Anderson’s latest – Bill Murray, Owen Wilson and Tilda Swinton to name a few – and while Zeffirelli’s segment drags the pacing out, arguably the weakest entry of the bunch, the result is an endlessly entertaining trip through Anderson’s unique mind. Not an essential addition to his filmography, but The French Dispatch serves as an excellent introduction to those who may be unfamiliar with Anderson’s very specific style of filmmaking.

Saturday Morning All Star Hits!

Netflix, 2021

SNL funnyman Kyle Mooney brings his unique brand of 80’s-centric comedy to Netflix with Saturday Morning All Star Hits!, a curious collection of cartoon capers with a decidedly adult spin wrapped up in an evolving storyline of twin hosts Skip and Treybor dealing with the pitfalls and penalties of achieving fame. Mooney’s specific brand of humour here is incredibly niche; an ode to classic Saturday morning cartoons and what they mean for the people who grew up with them. The Create-A-Crittles serves as a Care Bears spoof, swapping out the kind and the cuddly for a crippling addiction to “glitter”; Randy a journey of self-discovery for a dinosaur who leaves alcoholism and his gang of children behind for a chance at a fresh start at college; and Strongimals apes the action of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles with a decidedly not kid-friendly pro-violence message.

The jokes might not be as laugh-out-loud funny as you would like or expect from Mooney but this is clearly a passion project and a subject that holds a lot of meaning to him (his co-written feature Brigsby Bear also dealt with a man’s strange addiction to a children’s morning cartoon). A host of famous voices – Beck Bennett, Paul Rudd, Emma Stone, Fred Armisen – help to give flavour to the unconventional twist on kids cartoons and some heavier moments between Skip and Treybor reveal glimpses of real emotional pain underlying it all but this is largely a light and breezy affair, unfortunately similar to the cartoons it pays tribute to, in that you are likely to forget about Saturday Morning All Star Hits! as soon as it is over.

South Park: Post-Covid: The Return of Covid

Comedy Central, 2021

South Park’s second Paramount+ special works is at its best when it flashes back to the gang as children, with a refreshingly juvenile, low-stakes storyline revolving around Cartman blackmailing a girl into sitting court-side at a basketball game serving as a double-edged sword of a reminder of the show’s best days and the Tegridy farm-filled future that it now inhabits. With that being said, reintroducing Butters into the fold as an underhanded NFT conman – while the gang travel through time to uncover the origins of Covid – works a treat, with the hilariously effective commentary on NFT’s and their place within society a welcome change from the familiar Covid and Tegridy weed jokes.

Those Tegridy jokes are still as unfunny as they have been for a few seasons now, but are thankfully pushed aside for the most part as the story pushes away from Covid. The fact that South Park might finally be moving away from the admittedly very topical but now tired Covid commentary is perhaps the biggest takeaway here. With another seven seasons and twelve of these specials to come, the future looks bright for the town of South Park, which can hopefully shift its focus to be less of a disheartening look at the current state of things and more of the ridiculous tales of earlier seasons to distract us as the world continues its long slog through the pandemic.

Encanto

Walt Disney Animation Studios, 2021

Disney once again calls on the current golden child of musicals Lin-Manuel Miranda for its latest animated effort Encanto, the story of a magical house in Colombia and the Madrigal family that inhabit it, all of whom possess extraordinary gifts except for young Mirabel (Stephanie Beatriz), who must uncover her own special talent in order to save her family and home from ruin. It’s a tried and tested formula that becomes so much more thanks to the vibrant energy and colour palette on display, the luscious animation and the endless ear-worms Manuel helps create for the film. It’s no exaggeration to say that you’ll be humming future classics like “We Don’t Talk about Bruno” for weeks after watching; the catchy tunes belying the film’s clever, mature discussion on anxiety, doubts and living up to expectations in a way that younger viewers can process and understand.

The Lost Daughter

Netflix, 2021

Olivia Colman returns to give another acting masterclass in Maggie Gyllenhaal’s directorial debut The Lost Daughter, a slowly gestating rumination on motherhood and the frustrations that arise in navigating it. Colman is absolutely fantastic as Leda, a discomforting woman who is unusually terse with fellow vacationers and seems to harbour more than a few dark secrets. It’s a performance that is always arresting, even if you are constantly second-guessing your assessment of Leda. Is she the mild-mannered woman she seems and simply struggles to communicate, or is there a more sinister edge lying underneath the surface. Recurring flashbacks to Leda’s youth (played here by an equally excellent Jessie Buckley) offer glimpses into the psyche of the woman but often raise more questions than they answer.

If it all seems too slow and methodical in approach, Gyllenhaal is unlikely to win you over with any late game revelations or reveals. This is a film about the journey; learning to accept and live with guilt rather than letting it fester and destroy you. Dakota Johnson and Oliver Jackson-Cohen enhance that journey with a pair of unsettling performances (for different reasons), ramping up the tension and air of dread on an otherwise idyllic seaside vacation that becomes anything but. A strong if meandering at times debut from Maggie Gyllenhaal and a sure sign of even greater things to come.

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Top Ten Films of 2021

We can all agree that by and large 2021 was not a good year. Thankfully, in one aspect, particularly the movies, it was a rousing success. We had everything from terrifying horror films and boundary-pushing animation to heartstring-pulling dramas and top notch action flicks. After a year at the movies and at home glued to every streaming service under the sun we’ve come up with a list of our personal top ten films of the year. Granted we didn’t get a chance to see everything and while we recognise some films here have their problems, these are the ones that made us the happiest to escape to from the scourge that was 2021.

But first, some honourable mentions. Godzilla vs. Kong brought the long awaited earth-shaking showdown of Kaijus on the scale they truly deserved. Jungle Cruise was the spiritual successor to 1999’s The Mummy we never knew we needed, anchored by the terrific chemistry of Dwayne Johnson and Emily Blunt. The Suicide Squad was the hilarious, action-packed retcon of the abysmal 2016 instalment that proves James Gunn a master of the superhero (or in this case antihero) film. Nobody created an unlikely action hero out of veteran character actor Bob Odenkirk; a quirky, white-knuckle thriller from the creators of John Wick. Finally, the well overdue screenwriting return of Ben Affleck and Matt Damon, The Last Duel, proved a thrilling, at times harrowing follow-up; an awful subject matter told in a non-conventional, always engaging way.

10. King Richard

Warner Bros, 2021

Will Smith gives the performance of the year as the Williams’ patriarch; a deeply flawed yet deeply caring character who has carefully structured a plan to ensure his daughters dominate the game of tennis. Reinaldo Marcus Green’s film succeeds by focusing not on the successes of Venus and Serena throughout their competitive lives, but through its examination of the adversity and struggles they underwent to get where they are today. Saniyya Sidney and Demi Singleton quickly vault to the top of the pack as two of the most promising talents working today, but it’s Jon Bernthal who is the MVP supporting player, with an unusually quirky performance as coach-to-the-stars Rick Macci. An emotionally stirring sports biopic filled with heart, King Richard hits with all the force of a Williams’ sister serve.

9. Boiling Point

Ascendant Films, 2021

A kitchen caper that quickly moves beyond its one night in one location shot in one-take gimmick (no sneaky cuts here either, just one incredibly well choreographed 90 minute shoot) thanks to a carefully measured and constantly rising sense of tension, Boiling Point is, as well as an incredibly effective slow-burn thriller, a showcase for the talent that is Stephen Graham; a veteran English character actor who finally gets his time to shine here. Playing an overwhelmed chef on the busiest night of the year, Graham becomes superbly unhinged as problems are heaped on his shoulders, as a constantly roaming camera that moves from one disaster to the next contributes to a constant sensation that something is going to tip the scales here. When things do reach their peak and Graham self-destructs, it isn’t in a loud, overly melodramatic way, but a sad descent into the inevitable; a final gut wrenching piece of acting that cements Graham as a truly talented actor more than capable of carrying features like this.

8. Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings

Marvel Studios, 2021

It’s not easy to break into a franchise as established as the MCU, but Shang-Chi and the Legend of the Ten Rings manages to introduce martial arts to the long-running Marvel series and make it look easy, with director Destin Daniel Cretton delivering some of the most exhilarating hand-to-hand combat since The Winter Soldier. What really cements Shang-Chi as a top-tier origin story is the deeply tortured, unconventional father-son relationship at its heart, thanks in no small part to Hong Kong cinema legend Tony Leung as Shang’s father Wenwu. He gives a gut-wrenching performance as a man who has returned to a pursuit of power after the death of his wife, tarnishing the relationships with his children in the process and stopping at nothing to obtain the power to resurrect his true love. Wenwu is one of the few MCU villains with a genuinely compelling driving force behind him and Marvel’s first Asian-starring superhero film is all the richer for it, even if Simu Liu isn’t given the material he deserves in his debut.

7. No Time to Die

Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM), 2021

Daniel Craig’s final outing as James Bond was a far more poignant affair than most had expected; a typical thrilling, action packed blockbuster sure, but one that gave Bond (and by extension Craig) time to reflect on his legacy. Cary Joji Fukunaga’s film feels like such a satisfying conclusion for Craig; his genuinely compelling romance with Léa Seydoux’s Madeleine reflecting the shift in Bond from macho-man cliché of old to a flawed, fully formed person craving a quieter life with someone he loves. The combat is a return to the crunchy, gritty hand-to-hand combat of Casino Royale that gives every bout the sense of life or death stakes; brutally violent and dangerous for a Bond that has stepped away from the game for so long. While Rami Malek’s villain falls short of being impactful or compelling, No Time To Die succeeds as a giant, multi-million dollar ride off into the sunset for one of the greatest Bonds to do it. Whoever is up next will have a tough time dethroning Daniel Craig.

6. The Mitchells vs. the Machines

Sony Animation Studios, 2021

Phil Lord and Chris Miller continue to push the envelope when it comes to animation, following up Oscar-winner Into the Spider-Verse with the arguably even better The Mitchells vs. the Machines; a frenetic, endlessly entertaining apocalyptic family road trip. On a purely animation level there’s simply nothing else like the Mitchells, a vibrant and unique style that feels alive in the doodlings and cutaway gags that appear on-screen borne out of the mind of film-obsessed Katie Mitchell (Abbi Jacobson). That creative energy is in stark contrast to family patriarch Rick (Danny McBride), making for some heartwarming and emotionally shattering moments as Rick fails to understand his daughter’s interests, struggling to connect with her where once they were as thick as thieves. The Mitchells is also extremely funny, which should come as no surprise given the comedy all-star voice cast (alongside Jacobson and McBride are SNL alumni Beck Bennett, Fred Armisen and Maya Rudolph), delivering mile a minute laughs that perfectly complement the frantically-fast pace set by the constantly evolving animation. A step forward in animation that never forgets to have fun along the way.

5. Candyman

Universal Pictures, 2021

Reviving a decades-old horror franchise proved to be the right move for Nia DaCosta’s Candyman reboot/sequel, an atmospheric nightmare that creeps its way into your brain and sends shivers down your spine with each terrifying revelation into the mythology of Candyman. Yahya Abdul-Mateen II gives an unhinged performance as Anthony, a painter who feels a particularly sinister connection to the legend and its effects on the neighbouring Cabrini-Green projects, losing himself the further he investigates. Coming from Jordan Peele (co-written with DaCosta and Win Rosenfeld), it should be no surprise that Candyman packs a good amount of social commentary into its gentrification-focused horror but it never feels forced, with DaCosta letting the commentary flow from the situations that the characters find themselves in, rather than bombarding you with preaching messages. When things lean into the horror they do so with reckless abandon; a gory, balls-to-the-wall crazy finale capping everything off and reminding viewers why they shouldn’t be saying the Candyman’s name five times.

4. Dune

Warner Bros, 2021

Denis Villeneuve’s return to the world of sci-fi is nothing short of a masterpiece in big-budget filmmaking. A visual spectacle from start to finish, Villeneuve’s adaptation of Frank Herbert’s seminal novel about the political treachery and war between the Atreides and Harkonnen families for control of Spice (a precious mineral) amazingly never gets lost in the enormity of the source material, adapting a small portion of the books and doing it extremely well. Every planet is distinct, with production design that is, ahem, out of this world and Villeneuve uses scale to create some of the most jaw-droppingly impressive set-pieces in recent memory, whether that be the arrival of a giant sand-worm or the mass planetary evacuation of giant starships. At its core, Dune is a story about family legacy and with an all-star cast led by Timothée Chalamet and Rebecca Ferguson that grounded, relatable story shines through the spectacle, immediately investing you in Paul Atreides’ plight. The only negative is that we have to wait two years for the next instalment!

3. Spider-Man: No Way Home

Marvel Studios, 2021

Not only did Tom Holland’s third Spider-Man film live up to the hype that had been heaped onto it in the months up to release, but it flew past it; delivering a dark, more mature outing that never took the focus off Peter whilst juggling fan service and a complex story involving returning villains from different Spidey franchises. Alfred Molina and Jamie Foxx are a ton of fun reprising their roles here, but it’s Willem Dafoe’s Green Goblin that is the standout, the veteran actor slipping right back into where he left off in 2002, contorting his face to denote the different personalities at play in his head and bringing a chaotically evil energy to go up against Spider-Man’s youthful innocence. It’s the third act that truly cements No Way Home as a top-tier Spider-man film however, a rousing finale that brings together more than 20 years of on-screen history for a showdown that rivals Avengers: Endgame in terms of sheer unbelievable spectacle. If you haven’t seen it at this point, then you must be one of about three people – what are you doing?

2. Belfast

TKBC, 2021

A slice-of-life examination of a youth lost during the Troubles in Ireland in the late 60’s, Kenneth Branagh’s semi-autobiographical Belfast is a refreshingly intimate film from the usual blockbusters he directs. We follow young Buddy (Jude Hill) as he navigates the everyday problems associated with school and crushes, whilst struggling to comprehend the riots and political upheaval that have his mother (Caitriona Balfe), father (Jamie Dornan) and grandparents (Judi Dench & Ciarán Hinds) so shaken. As uplifting as it is harrowing at times, Branagh strikes the perfect balance between the childlike wonder which Buddy (Jude Hill) views the world through and the shocking realities of the uprising happening around the young boy, harsh lessons he must learn at an age far too young to truly comprehend them. But it’s the exploration of the people around Buddy, his family and friends that make Belfast such a special film; a celebration of Irish spirit, the collective humour of the place and the struggles that the people have gone through. Branagh’s best work in years.

1. Malignant

New Line Cinema, 2021

The best film of 2021 also might be its weirdest; a shocking departure from James Wan’s usual horror efforts that makes for one of the most refreshing, off-the-walls crazy films you can experience this year. What could be mistaken for another Conjuring or Insidious instalment from Wan takes a dramatic turn in the third act, with a reveal you won’t see coming that completely changes the tone and outcome of the film. That might sound like a jarring shift but Wan pulls it off so masterfully, slowly building up the tension of the events unfolding around Madison (Annabelle Wallis) through his usual carefully controlled scares and atmosphere of pitch-black dread that that twist feels like a relief, a punctuation of camp amidst reminiscent of 70’s giallo horror. This bold embrace of the weird combined with the tried and tested Wan-ism’s might not be to everyone’s taste, but there’s one thing you can’t argue: you’ve never seen anything like Malignant before.

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King Richard

Warner Bros, 2021

It might seem strange for the film adaptation of the story of two of tennis’ biggest stars to not actually focus on the athletes themselves, but King Richard – the story of Richard Williams, father of Venus and Serena – is all the richer for it; an examination of the quirky, controversial figure that forged two of the sporting world’s greatest athletes. Anchored by an Oscar-worthy performance from Will Smith, King Richard might not break from sports biopic tradition but tells its somewhat predictable story with so much heart and emotional warmth that it is impossible not to root for the sisters and their family as they tackle a sporting system that feared the change these two titans of tennis brought about.

As a struggling family from Compton, California, the Williams’ are a far cry from the usual privileged, wealthy crowd that populate the states gorgeously manicured tennis clubs, yet that doesn’t stop father Richard (Smith) from campaigning tirelessly to secure a coach for daughters Venus (Saniyya Sidney) and Serena (Demi Singleton). Having established a plan for both his daughters to achieve superstardom before they were even born, Richard and wife Brandy (Aunjanue Ellis) train the girls day in and day out at a local Compton court, constantly harangued by local thugs and gangsters.

But when Paul Cohen (Tony Goldwyn), coach to tennis legend Pete Sampras, agrees to take Venus on as a student, the family’s fortunes begin to change and her star begins to rise as she dominates the junior circuit. When the family make a defining move to Florida to train both girls under Rick Macci (Jon Bernthal), Richard is put at odds against Macci, his restrictive and singular vision for their success conflicting with the tried and tested methods to achieve tennis fame. But as the girls begin to gradually change the tennis landscape, all of his doubters are finally forced to consider the genius that is Richard’s plan.

Warner Bros, 2021

You could argue that telling the story of Venus and Serena’s plethora of success would be a predictable, almost one-sided affair, and screenwriter Zach Baylin wisely shifts the story to find adversity in their upbringing; how being African-American affected how they were treated by opposition and how the family was only able to escape the harsh, uncomfortable realities of Compton through sheer determination and perseverance. Indeed that’s the admittedly clichéd message at the centre of the story here but Baylin uses the character study of Richard in an intriguing way to show how his plan and adherence to it often conflicted with his family’s wants and needs; creating a complex, flawed character who struggles to see beyond his own vision, regardless of how this impacts his family and the relationships he forms.

Smith is simply phenomenal as Richard, the best he has been in years as he completely loses himself in the Williams patriarch, a feat you could argue on its own isn’t easy for someone with as recognisable and distinct a public persona as Smith. His devotion to his family and seeing them succeed is born out of a troubled past tainted by racism and poverty, an almost rage-like compulsion that will not be derailed by anyone. This works the best when Richard invariably butts heads with someone questioning his methods, whether that be a local thug, police officer or tennis coach; a quiet fury creeping into his voice and a quiver in his lip as he teeters on the edge of a full meltdown. His tough love approach to his family makes for some incredibly impactful moments of genuine connection between him and his daughters; tear-jerker moments that manipulate the audience to beautiful effect.

Warner Bros, 2021

Relative newcomers Sidney and Singleton prove that they have tremendous skill, particularly Sidney, who imbues Venus with a fierce confidence and an infectious playfulness at the sheer joy of being able to finally play the game against challenging opponents. Arguably the (ever so slightly) less successful of the two sisters, it is somewhat refreshing that the film places majority of its focus on Venus, who is initially selected to receive coaching and play in professional matches whilst Serena patiently waits in the wings, learning the same skills through recorded footage of Venus’ training sessions.

If Sidney is pent-up energy and excitement finally released then Singleton is the quiet, fierce competitiveness of Serena waiting to burst forth and obliterate the competition, with the young actress giving a nuanced look at Serena’s self-reflection and mild resentment towards being left out whilst her sister takes centre stage. Jon Bernthal, one of the best character actors working today, continues that streak here as the quirky, exasperated coach Rick Macci; a nasally, overly confident man who truly believes in the girls’ talent and pushes back at their father in order to see that potential fulfilled.

Like one of the Williams’ sisters fearsome serves, King Richard is an extremely effective crowd-pleaser featuring one of the best performances of the year from Will Smith. What it lacks in changes to the traditional sports biopic formula it makes up for in sheer heart, culminating in a fist-pumping, tear-inducing finale that beautifully ties together its message of staying strong in the face of adversity. Some might look at Richard Williams methods and disagree with the harshness of them, but a combined 30 grand slam wins later, you can’t argue with the results.

Warner Bros, 2021

King Richard stars Will Smith, Aunjanue Ellis, Saniyya Sidney, Demi Singleton, Tony Goldwyn, Mikayla Lashae Bartholomew, Daniele Lawson, Layla Crawford & Jon Bernthal – In Australian cinemas January 13th and streaming in the US on HBO Max now.

Rating: 9 out of 10.

9/10

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Don’t Look Up

Netflix, 2021

Adam McKay’s transition from raunchy Will Ferrell-starring comedies of the mid 2000’s to political, hot-button issue skewering satire continues with Don’t Look Up, a star studded affair that deals with humanity’s inability to fully engage with scientific fact in the face of a deadly crisis. It isn’t a particularly subtle look at the current climate issue, beating you over the head with messaging at every chance without offering much by the way of actual solutions, but McKay does succeed in creating an uncomfortably accurate depiction of inaction within our society. While that may sound like a depressing watch, the performances keep you locked in and the comedy, while not as consistent as you would think, flows fast enough that there is almost always a laugh to be had, even if the situation itself is anything but funny.

After making a startling discovery that a comet is heading towards Earth, the impact of which will cause the extinction of life as we know it, Professor Randall Mindy (Leonardo DiCaprio), graduate student Kate Dibiasky (Jennifer Lawrence) and Dr. Teddy Oglethorpe (Rob Morgan) set out on a desperate mission to make those in charge aware of the impending doom. Their quest quickly becomes a comedy of errors as, after being laughed out of the White House by Trump-adjacent President Orlean (Meryl Streep) and her son/chief-of-staff Jason (Jonah Hill), Mindy and Kate attempt to appeal to the American public through the entertainment industry. When Mindy starts to let his newfound fame go to his head, abandoning Kate in the process, he is left to to pick up the pieces of his shattered life as the government launch a desperate mission to put a stop the comet, as long as it means they profit.

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In a world where Hollywood pandering has become, in some instances, worse than ever (did we all collectively forget last year’s godawful viral “Imagine” cover?) Don’t Look Up’s message rings a little hollow. While there’s no doubt that McKay means well and obviously cares very much about the issue he is espousing, it’s hard to shake the knowledge that this is a 75 million dollar film. Couldn’t that money have been better spent actually contributing towards climate research and tangible results rather than hoping a 2 hour film would convince people to switch from plastic to reusable water bottles? McKay employs a haphazard editing style at times – splicing in images of people huddled together or nature in its element – to further highlight how widespread the issue really is, but apart from being mildly nauseating with its speed, it never hits the way it is intended; bludgeoning us with the message instead of building it naturally around the characters.

Whatever your political leanings about climate change it’s hard to argue with how accurately McKay has managed to portray society’s collective tendency to reject harsh truths, seeking out the comfort of falsified media and happy, throwaway news items to distract us from reality. Tantamount to this are DiCaprio and Lawrence’s characters and the pair do an excellent job conveying the exasperation of their science being completely swept aside despite the very real and pertinent warning it carries. Kate is far less diplomatic in her approach to delivering this message, favouring a blunt approach and making for some hilariously awkward moments when placed in front of a camera and forced to play nice on morning television. Mindy is the opposite, a quiet man prone to extreme panic attacks which DiCaprio hams up to great effect, a nervous wreck of shivering anxiety and nervous ticks that explodes into some harsh, often gut-bustlingly funny rants.

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The finest performances, however, come from two supporting players. Jonah Hill is the best he has been since The Wolf of Wall Street, clearly relishing playing the snarky son of the president who has only got his position through sheer negligence. His smarmy, under his breath delivery is anything but hilarious, with a eulogy for the myriad of physical items that will be lost if the world ends a particular stand-out. Then there is Mark Rylance as Peter Isherwell, an amalgamation of tech giants ranging from Jeff Bezos to Mark Zuckerberg and Elon Musk. It’s a ridiculously over-the-top performance, from the nasally, carefully measured cadence Rylance employs to the artificially white smile he flashes despite his “genius” ideas blowing up in his face at every turn. But in a film with a cast this stacked there are bound to be a few weak links, and perhaps the weakest is Ariana Grande – playing a painfully exaggerated pop-star – whose big fundraiser performance scene stops the film dead in its tracks; a bizarre detour that robs the momentum going into the big finale and one that only feels present to showcase Grande’s voice, regardless of its relevance to the plot.

It’s hard to imagine a film with as good a cast as Don’t Look Up just being fine, but alas, Adam McKay’s latest film places too much emphasis on hammering the audience with its message that it forgets to embrace the over-the-top hilarity that the situation and these actors present. DiCaprio and Lawrence anchor the film in the way you would expect from actors of their calibre, but it is Jonah Hill and Mark Rylance that steal the show, offering brief glimpses at what the film should be had it fully embraced the zaniness it only dabbles in. A perfectly watchable experience while you are in it, Don’t Look Up never provides too many reasons for anyone to ever look up at it on the screen again. We get the point Mr. McKay, but what’s Ricky Bobby doing these days?

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Don’t Look Up stars Leonardo DiCaprio, Jennifer Lawrence, Cate Blanchett, Mark Rylance, Jonah Hill, Rob Morgan, Tyler Perry, Timothée Chalamet, Ron Perlman, Ariana Grande, Scott Mescudi, Melanie Lynskey, Himesh Patel, Michael Chiklis, Chris Evans & Meryl Streep – Streaming on Netflix now.

Rating: 6.5 out of 10.

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