Yes, I’ve got it. Call it the movie-going malaise. The cinematic blues. The crummy picture collywobbles. Whatever you call it, it ain’t pretty.
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Yes, I’ve got it. Call it the movie-going malaise. The cinematic blues. The crummy picture collywobbles. Whatever you call it, it ain’t pretty.
Choosing three of my favorite musical films for the library’s annual “Spring Musicals” series got me thinking about the musical film in general and how a great many people absolutely can’t stand the genre. It’s a stance I’ve never understood.
Bearing in mind the limitations of my own frame of reference and the fact that I might suddenly have an artistic epiphany somewhere down the road, I offer for your amusement — or argument — a small selection of “great” movies I just don’t like and haven’t liked for years.
If you’re thinking about becoming a film critic, don’t do it. It’s a foolhardy proposition under the best of circumstances.
Truth to tell, there are several movies that could be said to have changed my life over the years, but the one that stands out in my mind as a special kind of turning point is the 1967 film Casino Royale, a movie that was savaged by critics at the time of its release (which didn’t prevent it from being the second biggest money-maker of the year) and is still much maligned by folks who take the James Bond films seriously.
I’ve been reviewing movies here since late 2000 and have noticed a tendency — and I’ve mentioned this before — for some movies to have an unusually long shelf-life in Asheville. Why is this?
I thought it might be interesting to dust off a handful of “golden age” detective movies from the early years of sound. I admit the five titles chosen are, with one exception, a rather quirky and personal selection. It does, however, represent the basics of a genre that seems to be lost to us for good.
That fine old phrase “truth in advertising” is not one you often find applied to the movies, and if you do, it’s probably a lie.
Works of art shouldn’t be given a free pass just because they’re old, or because someone somewhere once wrote about how great they were. What worries me is whether or not many of these films and filmmakers are being re-evaluated, or if they’ve simply been shunted to the side to make way for the flavor of the week. All too often, that seems to be the case.
There’s a common perception that my tastes in film are strictly of the “elitist” variety. That’s an accurate picture, but it’s hardly the complete one. I have always contended that no one who truly loves movies doesn’t also love at least a certain quantity of trash.
A couple weeks back, someone posted a comment about an overealous audience member at a showing of No Country for Old Men. At that time, I promised I’d tell some tales about memorable audiences — or persons in them at any rate — and I’m here to make good on that promise (or threat).
The 80th Oscars are over and almost nothing untoward happened. Juno won a Best Original Screenplay award for Diablo Cody but didn’t pull off the “much-feared” upset of snagging Best Picture. Nor did the Eddie Murphy atrocity Norbit take home that award for Best Achievement in Makeup. (Murphy can take heart in the slew of […]
If you want something to really worry about, scan down the whole list of nominations … and you’ll find a ticking time-bomb of potential embarassment of untold proportions. See it? Yes, it’s the Best Achievement in Makeup category. There are three nominees—La Vie en Rose, Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End and—Max Factor, save us—Norbit.
Xpress film critic Ken Hanke discusses the joy of newly rereleased works of classic cinema.
So the groundhog (I mean Punxatawny Phil—accept no substitute rodential meteorlogisists) saw his shadow this past weekend, heralding six more weeks of winter. In moviegoing terms winter — at least post-Christmas winter — means only one thing: scads of truly dismal movies being dumped in theaters throughout the land. And now this furry little prognosticator promises us another six weeks of such.
Xpress film critic Ken Hanke’s cranky — and not so cranky — movie musings
With the end of 2007, we also come to the end of another movie year, meaning that it’s time for that venerable tradition of the 10-best and 10-worst lists. People say that such lists are meaningless, and there’s some truth to that, if only because a year from now even the authors of such lists […]
As this is my first full year as “that other” film critic with the Xpress (and it’s been my experience that I’m sure that it’ll come as a shock to quite a few that there is more than just one), it also means that I get my very first top ten list. It’s an undertaking […]
The Southeastern Film Critics Association (SEFCA) named No Country for Old Men the Best Picture of 2007 in its 16th year of voting. The powerful crime thriller, based on Cormac McCarthy’s novel, earned a total of four awards, its other victories coming in the categories of Best Director (Joel and Ethan Coen), Best Adapted Screenplay […]
The fifth annual Asheville Film Festival is now history—and pretty darn good history it is, too. In so many ways, this was Asheville’s best film festival yet. Things ran smoother, the competition films were of a higher caliber than ever before, and the overall vibe from filmmakers, guests and audiences was just terrific. Everything I […]
The death last week of Swedish filmmaker Ingmar Bergman brought to a close one of the most important chapters in film history. It didn’t matter very much whether or not you liked Bergman’s films; his name was synonymous with the idea of film as art. With the possible exception of the more flamboyant Federico Fellini, […]