It looks like awards season is upon us, since two of the heaviest hitters are opening this week. There’s also a third art title for our viewing, a sort of mainstream/art hybrid and a big-budget blockbuster that’s already conquered most of the rest of the world. Actually, life looks pretty good this week — cinematically speaking.
While civilization attempts to recover from the embarrassing fact that Bad Grandpa is the number one movie in the country, we find ourselves faced with something of a slight week as concerns new movies hitting town (next week is slated to be a very different proposition, I assure you). This week we get three mainstream titles, one art title and a sort-of-art title.
If you take a look at the Upcomers in the print edition, the week looks pretty crowded, but three of those titles are part of the second edition of The Carolina’s “Music Madness” mini-festival. Not to minimize those — there’s some choice stuff in this second set — but that only leaves us with three full openings: two mainstream and one art title. (There was supposed to be one more, but the distributors changed their minds.)
This is an odd week in a number of ways. First of all, there’s something unusual in terms of approach with a collection of music films. Then we have one art title — an unusually fine documentary — and three mainstream ones, which is no shock. But on top of that those happy Weinstein pranksters have hit us with another of those curious, out-of-nowhere split bills.
This is quite a week — at least in terms of quantity. We’re looking at two art/indie titles (one of which blindsided me) and three mainstream ones. What to make of it all is another question.
What started off as a simple week of two art titles and two mainstream ones permitted itself the luxury of becoming more complicated. The truth, however, is that the complication of three additional films isn’t likely to make much impact on very many moviegoing plans. I will explain.
There is certainly no shortage of movies hitting town this week. There are, in fact, seven of the things. Seven, mind you. You could make a movie about Snow White with those. The question is whether this is an embarrassment of riches, or merely an embarrassment.
All in all, we’re looking at a pretty good week — and it’s not particularly overcrowded. We have two art titles that have things to recommend them, and two mainstream offerings, one of which stands a good chance of being genuinely worth your while. The other is another matter.
Well, this is certainly tastier than last week, which produced the absolute worst grosses I’ve seen in … well, a very long time. This week looks better. I say that based on both things I’ve seen and my level of interest in at least one thing unseen. This is also one of those weeks in which there are, I fear, more art titles than the market will bear.
Unless there’s something hiding in the recesses of the listings I haven’t seen — thanks to Labor Day — this has all the earmarks of being the lamest week of 2013. We have one mainstream title and one documentary headed our way. It’s not really surprising — the summer is over and awards season hasn’t started — but that doesn’t keep it from being dispiriting.
OK, this is an odd week in a couple of ways. Not only are there too may “art” titles opening — four is just more than the market will bear — but exactly what is opening in the supposedly mainstream realm is still open to some question, and that’s a question that won’t be answered till sometime tomorrow.
At last, the new Woody Allen film hits town — with all its awards buzz and strong, national box office intact. Plus, we get a new Edgar Wright comedy, the next Harry Potter wannabe, and (yet again) the “reinvention of horror.” It could be worse. It has been worse. It will be worse again.
Another fairly heavy week at the movies comes our way with four mainstream offerings and one art title. That, of course, refers to quantity, not quality. Quality looks a much less reliable consideration. Much less. Oh, yes.
Local production company Down Poor Pictures is premiering its first independent feature film, Ringside Rosary, at the Fine Arts Theatre on Aug. 15. Filmed mostly in Asheville, with a local cast and crew, the drama tells the story of a boxer trying to shed his criminal past.
Let’s admit it — last week was between lame and painful. (If you had to sit through The Smurfs 2, you’ll know how painful.) This week looks better. It’s certainly more movie-packed — four mainstream and two art titles hit town. No complaining about dearth of product at least.
Every so often people pose the question, “What makes you so cranky?” Mostly, I think it’s an undeserved label — and this despite the fact that I’ve seen every Tyler Perry movie ever made. Then something like The Smurfs 2 comes along and my normally sunny disposition goes into full cranky mode.
Here we have a week with some slight — and very minor — confusion, but we’ll get to that later. What we know for sure is that this week finds two of the season’s most anticipated art/indie titles hitting town and the next Big Budget Would-be Blockbuster. That’s three movies — and one more that might show up yet — which is something of a relief after last week’s flood of movies.
Here we have an uncommonly busy movie week with four mainstream titles and an equal number of art/indie titles. Stranger still, not a single one involves giant monsters or guys in tights, which is perhaps a good thing.
This week we have the good, the potentially good and the almost certainly dismal. At one point yesterday, we had a fourth option. Then we didn’t. Then we did again. Finally we didn’t. If that confuses you, just be glad you didn’t have to deal with the flurry of calls and emails that surrounded the movie that isn’t opening. Anyway, let’s look at what we do have.
This is one of those rare weeks where the most interesting prospect — so far as I’m concerned — is the Big Release. Of course, there are only three movies — two mainstream and one “art” — opening and the “art” title is a documentary that I’ve already seen.
This week the White House is under siege (yes, again), odd-couple cops are on the loose, ecoterrorists are upon us, middle-aged romance is in bloom and a very different kind of thriller is at hand. And at least two of these are outstanding.