Friday, March 28, 2014

Divergent: But What Exactly Is Happening?



Title: Divergent
Genre: Drama, Action, Sci-Fi
Director: Neil Burger
Writer: Screenplay - Evan Daugherty and Vanessa Taylor, Novel - Veronica Roth
Starring: Shailene Woodley, Theo James, Kate Winslet, Maggie Q
Tagline: In a world bound within the realms of legalized segregation, a girl tries to change the future and shit while getting at that D.
Grade: C
Good Movie For: Young Adult Fiction Enthusiasts, Segregation Supporters, Jack Dawson


My movie watching patterns are sporadic. Sporadic enough to maybe consider that there are no patterns at all. What can I say. I like living outside the box. But there is no box.

So that being said, I pretty much would be up for watching any genre or type of movie. I almost watched Hansel and Gretel Get Baked last week. Almost. When my friend asked to watch Divergent on the back end of our movie marathon day, I wholeheartedly agreed to go. 

I'm a bit of a young adult softy. I watched and read the entire Twilight series. What? I was young. I was impressionable. This all might have happened last week. Whatever. Let me live my life. So, Divergent wasn't out of the spectrum of my movie watching prow less. Some set up with this reviewy thing, my friend read the books. I didn't. We had slightly differing stances on the film.


From a reader perspective, my friend liked that the movie stayed true to the book. Every scene that was depicted was properly derived from the book. From my perspective I didn't know what the fuck in hell of all christ was going on. I mean it wasn't entirely hard to follow, but I just couldn't see where the story was going at all at any point in the movie. Some people might take that as a good thing, that the storyline kept me guessing, but I think it's just lazy. Maybe not lazy per se, but too much to the book. 

My biggest reason why I didn't love this movie was because there wasn't a single storyline throughout. When I know the film is heavily set in a narrative structure I try and imagine what the end scene would be. Sometimes I get it right. Sometimes I get it wrong. With Divergent there were multiple times where I thought the film would come to an organic end. Then it kept going. And kept going. And kept going. 

The ending also seemed too tied up at the end. Knowing that this was a trilogy I expected there to be a huge cliffhanger to propel the audience to anxiously wait another year before the story commenced again, but with Divergent, the ending eluded to a much bigger picture, but it also gave a lot of resolution which made it feel as if the story could end there without the emergence of a Part 2 and Part 3. I probably should have read the book, but ehhh. I'll see this again next year when FX decides to sandwich it in between the saga that is Twilight

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

The Grand Budapest Hotel: I'm Pretty Sure He Has OCD


Title: The Grand Budapest Hotel
Genre: Comedy, Drama
Director: Wes Anderson
Writer: Story- Wes Anderson and Hugo Guinness, Screenplay - Wes Anderson
Starring: Fucking Everyone Ever In The Existence of Man
Tagline: The fantastical telling of the world's best hotel concierge and his plight with prison, German Nazis, the death of his 84 year old lover, and the boy with an apple.
Grade: B-
Good Movie For: Wes Anderson groupies, fairytale lovers, cougar bait, people who suffer from Obsessive Compulsive Disorder

I've never seen a Wes Anderson movie. Yea. I know. It's like I've committed murder or something. It seems like we're in a time where current film students think he is god, but I have not yet stumbled into his house of worship. This was my introduction. It's cool to like Wes Anderson. Right? I've surveyed a hundred hipsters and they all say yes. 

With all of this talk about Mr. Anderson in the halls of my schools, it's deplorable that it took me this long to finally grace my eyeballs with the magnificence that is his creations. But alas. I'm in the group now. I get it. I understand. 

I watched The Grand Budapest Hotel during a double feature movie day with one of my best friends. We're both movie people. She loves Wes Anderson, so I thought, shit. Win, win, win, win. Right? 

Yea. I guess.


The movie itself was, good. But the verdict is still out whether or not it is great. The story and the visuals were outlandish, outlavish, and out...luxurious? I fell in love with the world that Anderson created. With all of the stills that I've seen of his work you can distinctly tell that his mind is one that works in different ways than the normal mind, but that's good. That's what I want. 

Everyone that I have talked to basically worship thine holiest Anderson because of his masterpiece The Royal Tenebaums. I think maybe that should have been my introduction into Wesandersonity. I love the realms that he effortlessly creates, but I don't know if The Grand Budapest will outdo his greatest film. I can't find a pinpoint as to why this movie didn't surpass into the levels of greatness, it just didn't. It's a good film, but I don't believe it's great. 

Also, if homeboy doesn't suffer from OCD with all of the precision that he uses to create his visuals then fuck if I know what OCD actually is.