Category: Film Reviews

Starring: Samuel L. Jackson (Django Unchained), Kurt Russell (Escape from New York), Jennifer Jason Leigh (Road to Perdition), Walton Goggins (Predators), Demian Bichir (Machete Kills), Tim Roth (The Incredible Hulk), Michael Madsen (Reservoir Dogs), Bruce Dern (Nebraska)

Writer/Director: Quentin Tarantino (Pulp Fiction)

Runtime: 2 hours 47 minutes

Release Date: 25 December (US), 8 January (UK)

As Quentin Tarantino is now even closer to his supposed retirement (his plan being to quit directing after ten films), it seems odd for him to return to the western so soon. Django Unchained was an excellent view on the classic genre from the original film geek, but now he brings us an extra helping of blood-soaked bounty hunter justice with The Hateful Eight. Has the director struck gold twice in the same place, or is he scraping for leftovers at his point?

As much as many will compare The Hateful Eight to Django Unchained, they have as many differences as they do similarities. Instead of a sprawling adventure across the open fields of the American South, we have an enclosed suspense film set in the snowy mountains of Wyoming. Instead of focusing on one man’s journey for vengeance against those who wronged him, we have several characters all with hidden motives and backstabbing agendas. Otherwise the film is full of all the classic Tarantino tropes: non-linear storytelling, extensive exchanges of witty dialogue peppered with colourful expletives, anachronistic music choices, and a lot of blood. Story-wise it’s as much a mystery film as it is a western, playing out like a sadistic version of Clue at points, with the uneasy tension of not knowing who did what or what will happen next managing to keep the film riveting through its gargantuan running time. The film’s length is its biggest issue, with certain scenes dragged out far longer than necessary, and it’s a complaint that’s plagued Tarantino films for years but one he’s never heeded. Cutting out about fifteen minutes longer would have made it a little breezier, but then again this isn’t even the longest version of the movie; the 70mm Roadshow version in select theatres is twenty minutes longer including an interval.

The main cast of The Hateful Eight is mostly composed of Tarantino regulars, and all of them give the performances you’d expect from such a production. Samuel L. Jackson has certainly had more interesting characters in his previous collaborations with Tarantino, but in the role of Marquis Warren he gets a lot more screen time and he shines in every moment; a scene between him and Bruce Dern is a major highlight of the film where Jackson joyfully revels in mad perversion. Kurt Russell as the no-nonsense John Ruth is perfect casting, allowing the veteran actor to flex both his dramatic and often-forgotten comedic chops, and of all the characters he’s the one I wish I could have seen more of. Jennifer Jason Leigh steals every scene she’s in as the abrasive Daisy Domergue, her madness levels set at a constant ten as she screeches and grins her way through every scene. Walton Goggins gets a rare chance to act against type by playing the most honourable member of the main cast, but even he has his prejudices that make him an unpredictable character; any time he gets to interact with Jackson, the sparks of tension and chemistry fly. Demian Bichir and Tim Roth take on more comedic roles as the Mexican Bob and British Mobray, affecting ridiculous accents that are amusing on their own but are strengthened by impeccable comedic timing. Bruce Dern’s General Smithers spends all of his screen time sat in one spot, playing a character not dissimilar to his role in Nebraska, but he’s as fantastic an actor as he’s ever been and his aforementioned scene with Jackson is wonderful. The only weak link in the main cast is Michael Madsen’s Joe Gage. Not only is the character bland and forgettable, Madsen’s performance feels disengaged as he spends the whole movie speaking like a hung-over Nick Nolte doing a bad Batman impression. I know Madsen has been in I-don’t-give-a-sh*t mode for the past few years (AKA The Bruce Willis Method), but in reuniting with Tarantino again I’d thought he’d give just a teensy bit more effort.

Tarantino has made a big deal about shooting the film on 70mm film in all of the promotion, and though most viewers will never get the full experience of the format you can still appreciate the gorgeous cinematography in digital projection. The film clearly takes visual influence from the classic Spaghetti Western The Great Silence with its grand shots of bloodstained snow on rural American vistas, and the haberdashery set most of the film takes place in is very well detailed and captured on camera. The special effects are as gory and overdone as any of Tarantino’s previous films, especially when it comes to exploding heads; it wouldn’t be one of his films without it. The music of legendary composer Ennio Morricone has been repurposed in many of Tarantino’s films, but for the first time the director has actually brought in Morricone to compose a brand new original score. Though there is some reuse of music from Morricone’s own scores for The Thing and Exorcist II alongside some other tunes, the new soundtrack blends perfectly with the classic imagery so often associated with the musician’s work.

The Hateful Eight isn’t Quentin Tarantino’s finest work but it’s still a fantastic experience no fan of cinema should go without seeing on the big screen. It doesn’t have as many surprises as you usually find in one of the director’s iconic works, but maybe that’s because we’ve seen him riff on the Western before. For his next project, I hope Tarantino tries a genre we haven’t seen him tackle yet; I know he’s expressed interest in sci-fi before, or perhaps a spy movie or a horror would suit him well.

FINAL VERDICT: 9/10

Starring: Brie Larson (Trainwreck), Jacob Tremblay (The Smurfs 2), Joan Allen (The Bourne Ultimatum), Sean Bridgers (Trumbo), Tom McCamus (Orphan Black), William H. Macy (Boogie Nights)

Director: Lenny Abrahamson (Frank)

Writer: Emma Donoghue

Runtime: 1 hour 57 minutes

Release Date: October 16 (US), January 15 (UK)

You know how in a lot of thriller mystery movies someone goes missing and at the end the hero finds them living in some hovel in a deranged guy’s basement? What if we saw that story from the captive point of view? Room is that story, but just because it’s about a dire situation that doesn’t mean it’s a depressing experience. It is harrowing and tense in a lot of ways, but ultimately it’s a far more hopeful tale than you’d expect.

What makes Room so inspired and original an experience is how it’s told from the perspective of 5-year-old Jack (Tremblay). By seeing this story through his eyes, it drastically changes the tone of the movie because he doesn’t see the horror in his situation. In many ways it lightens the mood, but in those moments when you really think about the reality of his and Joy’s (Larson) life it brings you right down to Earth again. When they finally escape their capture, you might expect the film to lighten up, but in certain ways the story takes an even darker turn. It shows how an experience like that would have a massive effect on both characters, and because they perceived their captivity differently they also deal with the aftermath very differently. The film never feels too saccharine or too depressing, blurring the line between the two moods seamlessly, but it’s those moments of high intensity or high emotion where the movie truly sings. The tension in the escape scene is especially frightening to watch as Jack simultaneously deals with trying to flee his captor and comprehend this new world he’s found himself in. It’s a nerve-wracking watch at many points, but ultimately hope wins out and you’ll leave the theatre feeling emotionally drained but fulfilled at the same time. My only major fault with the film is that post-escape the story doesn’t give much closure to the fate of their captor Old Nick (Bridgers). It’s mostly insinuated what happened to him and the story is more about our main characters recovering rather than seeking justice, but I simply felt there was a lack of resolution to that thread.

Brie Larson has been hanging on the fringes of fame for a long time now, popping up in small but memorable roles in films like Scott Pilgrim vs The World and Don Jon, but only recently has she started attracting real attention and I think her performance in Room is going to skyrocket her to even higher stardom. Even during scenes when she’s supposed to be composed and in control, you can sense the fear and frustration underneath every line, and whenever that horror breaks through it’s frightening. A scene where she’s interviewed post-escape and is asked some particularly difficult questions reveals how truly broken she is as a person, making you wonder whether she can or would want to continue living on even though she’s now free. It’s a haunting but beautiful performance that will surely define Larson’s career, and she’s certainly a versatile enough actress as proven by her previous work that she’ll never become typecast. But as much as she impresses, young Jacob Tremblay shines just as brightly. In one of the best performances by a child actor ever put to screen, he is completely convincing as a young boy completely oblivious and even in denial of a world beyond what he knows. The way he locks up when someone unfamiliar enters the room or how he reacts to something unknown or justifies his imagination-fuelled beliefs all feel completely genuine; there’s never a moment where his acting falters. He is the true star of the film, and without such a phenomenal performance I don’t think the movie would have worked even half as well.

Room shows us a horrible situation from the most innocent of perspectives, and in doing so creates a truly unique film experience. Larson and Tremblay elevate the already strong material to awards-worthy calibre, making it certainly one of the best films of 2015. It truly runs the full gamut of emotions during its runtime, but you’ll hopefully find the experience more uplifting than upsetting.

FINAL VERDICT: 9/10

Starring: Jennifer Lawrence (The Hunger Games), Robert De Niro (The Godfather Part II), Edgar Ramirez (Deliver Us From Evil), Virginia Madsen (Sideways), Diane Ladd (Chinatown), Isabella Rossellini (Blue Velvet), Bradley Cooper (American Sniper)

Writer/Director: David O. Russell (Silver Linings Playbook)

Runtime: 2 hours 4 minutes

Release Date: 25 December (US), 1 January (UK)

David O. Russell’s been on a great roll of late, his last three films all being nominated for Best Picture at the Academy Awards. I personally was underwhelmed by his last effort American Hustle, but both The Fighter and Silver Linings Playbook are excellent movies more than worthy of the accolades they received. Joy has been going a little more under the radar however, its presence this awards season overshadowed by bigger pictures and the marketing evasive of what exactly the movie is about. The lack of excitement around it may lead you to believe Joy is one of those movies looking for Oscar attention but failing to get it due to mediocrity, hoping to fly by on name recognition and doomed to join denizens of similarly forgotten “prestige pictures”…but you’d be wrong.

Loosely based on the life of entrepreneur Joy Magano, Joy is above all about the struggle to pursue your passions. Semi-linearly telling her story from childhood to millionaire, the film focuses on Joy’s (Lawrence) constant struggles with her squabbling family and vicious businessmen that send her constantly slamming into failure. It’s a rags-to-riches tale, but one where our heroine is thrown right back to rags several heartbreaking times. But with the struggle being so much harder, it makes the moments of real joy (badum tish!) feel far more satisfying. It sinks you far better into Joy’s mindset and every time she falls you get just as pissed as she does. It’s a tough film to watch at points, but by its conclusion it’s uplifting and inspirational. The film is well paced and consistently engaging, but it does have a tendency to get a bit experimental and surreal. There are several dream sequences in the film, all of which related to the soap opera Joy’s mother (Madsen) obsessively watches, and whilst they are enjoyable in a kitschy way they feel a bit out of place and are overbearing in how they incessantly hammer home Joy’s psychological condition.

Whether you love her to bits or think she’s overexposed, you cannot deny Jennifer Lawrence is a phenomenal actress when given the right material and clearly Russell knows how to get the best out of her. Her performance as Joy is what ultimately makes the film work so well, portraying a very complex character who evolves from put-upon housewife to commanding woman of business whilst remaining relatable and sympathetic even in her darkest moments. It’s a tough balancing act to pull off and Lawrence acquits herself flawlessly, crafting yet another memorable character to add to her quickly growing collection. The supporting cast is negligible when compared to her, but a lot of them are fantastic in their own right. Virginia Madsen is particularly impressive as Joy’s reclusive mother, and Edgar Ramirez delivers a career best performance as the ex-husband with even more unrealistic ambitions. Robert De Niro is there to do what Robert De Niro does best, and Bradley Cooper’s role is small but vital and he does a lot with his small amount of screen time. The only person that lets the side down from a character perspective is Elisabeth Röhm as Joy’s half-sister Peggy. Röhm does her best with the material, but the role of Peggy feels utterly spiteful and shallowly written. The rest of the family all have their annoying foibles but they all genuine moments of humanity too. Peggy never gets a moment to be human and is purely there to aggravate Joy; maybe it went down like that in real life, but it gets to the point where it’s almost like she’s trying to make Joy fail.

One of the positives I can say about Russell’s work on American Hustle is that he really nailed the time period, and he does similarly great work with Joy. He captures that transitional period from the 1980s to the 1990s extremely well in how the fashions and designs don’t quite fit into either decade specifically; it would have been easy to favour one but they found a good balance. The cinematography is strong too, especially how well it emulates the look of soap operas and shopping channels in certain scenes, looking just cheesy enough to capture the feel without seeming forced.

I can understand why Joy has gotten lost in the shuffle this awards season and I doubt it’ll even make my list of favourites, but that’s no reason to not go see it for yourself. It’s quirky and a bit uneven, but overall the film does a fantastic job of taking what might have been a pretty standard story and making it different and impactful by doubling down on those low moments. Too many inspirational stories like this gloss over how frighteningly difficult pursuing your dreams can be, and instead Joy is completely honest and realistic about the entire situation. In other hands this material could have been complete tripe, but Russell and Lawrence elevate it into something more than worth watching.

FINAL VERDICT: 8.5/10

Starring: Michael B. Jordan (Chronicle), Sylvester Stallone (The Expendables), Tessa Thompson (Selma), Phylicia Rashad (The Cosby Show), Tony Bellew, Graham McTavish (The Hobbit)

Director: Ryan Coogler (Fruitvale Station)

Writers: Ryan Coogler & Aaron Covington

Runtime: 2 hours 13 minutes

Release Date: 25 November (US), 15 January (UK)

Like the Italian Stallion himself, the Rocky franchise just won’t stay down. The original 1976 film is a classic not only of sports movies but also of cinema in general; an underdog story that shows it’s not about winning, but about seeing it through to the end. After that, the franchise has had its ups and downs. Rocky II and III were decent sequels, IV is amongst the cheesiest 80s movies ever but enjoyable in its own way, V kind of sucks, and then Rocky Balboa closed out the franchise with true class…until now. However, Creed is less a continuation of the Rocky story and more of a new beginning within the same universe; similar in narrative and theme, but built for a new generation.

First and foremost, Creed has immense respect for the series legacy. Though not totally fuelled by nostalgia, there are loads of Easter eggs for Rocky fans to find throughout. It’s clear the filmmakers love these movies and want to make sure you know it, but they make sure to add plenty of new flavour too. The film’s story of Balboa training a protégé is actually most similar to the plot of Rocky V, but with the tone of the original and the style of Balboa. The main plot moves along similarly to the other films with similar narrative beats, but much like Star Wars: The Force Awakens it changes up the details just enough to remain fresh. Instead of a nobody given a miraculous shot at stardom, it’s about a man living in the shadow of his father and trying to follow in his path without relying on his name; it’s just as relatable a theme. The film moves along at a solid clip, perhaps a little too lengthy, but it’s paced well and never lets momentum slip for too long, ending on a note that perfectly sums up the film and the entire franchise in a nutshell.

Even though you know how this is probably going to work out, becoming invested in the story of Creed is simple and that’s because the characters are engaging and relatable. Michael B. Jordan is fantastic as Adonis Creed, a man just as determined as his father Apollo but replacing the character’s showmanship and cheer with understandable insecurity. There are small shades of Carl Weathers in Jordan’s performance, but Adonis is far more a character of the actor’s own creation and he does a fantastic job of portraying a stalwart but fearful young man; his reaction right before he’s about to go out for his first big fight perfectly encapsulates what’s going through his mind. Sylvester Stallone rarely flexes his acting muscles these days, but with Rocky being his creation he’s certainly not sleepwalking through this one. He slips back into the hat of Balboa as if the last film took place a week ago, playing the character with a similar mindset to when we last saw him but with an even greater awareness of his mortality. His relationship with Jordan is flawless and sells the film by itself, bantering back and forth and exchanging wisdom in human ways that never feel forced or cheesy. Stallone hasn’t given a performance this good since…well, the last Rocky movie, and it easily ranks up there with his career best. Tessa Thompson is a wonderful find as Jordan’s musician love interest Bianca, keeping the same emotional core as Rocky’s relationship with Adrian but with completely different character dynamics, but she’s also a very fascinating character on her own; you could make a whole movie about her story and it’d be compelling in its own way. The main weak spot of the film, however, is its adversary in Tony Bellew’s Ricky Conlan. He’s a menacing physical presence and the film attempts to give him some back story and motivation, but he doesn’t have that immediate iconic aura the way that adversaries like Clubber Lang, Ivan Drago and, yes, Apollo Creed himself had. Conlan’s hardly an important part of the film beyond being that final hurdle to cross, but he’s just a little too generic of a character.

Ryan Coogler proved his directing chops with the heart-wrenching indie drama Fruitvale Station, and with Creed he proves he can play in the big leagues too. The film has the confidence of a seasoned pro behind the camera, and every technical element delivers on all fronts. The cinematography remains simple and gritty during most scenes, but when it’s time to fight it gloriously shows off the spectacle by taking you into the ring and letting the action play out in long dynamic shots; it adds a visceral sense of realism even most of the good Rocky movies lacked. Backed up by crisp editing and crunching sound design, the boxing scenes are for once just as good if not better than the main drama. Special mention must also go to Ludwig Goransson’s excellent work on the score that only contains hints of Bill Conti’s classic compositions early on and slowly amps them up as the film continues, synchronising brilliantly with Adonis’ own progression as a boxer.

Creed is a more than worthy addition to the Rocky pantheon, paying respect to its forbearers whilst forging its own path to continue the story in new ways. Jordan and Stallone as a team are the true heart and soul of the film, complimenting each other spectacularly in one of the best mentor-student relationships in recent memory. Nobody was particularly asking for another Rocky movie, and though Creed shares its DNA it stands alone as a quality sports movie for this generation, and proves even tired franchises can be reborn with the help of a little youthful spirit.

FINAL VERDICT: 9.5/10

Starring: Daisy Ridley, John Boyega (Attack the Block), Adam Driver (Frances Ha), Oscar Isaac (Inside Llewyn Davis), Harrison Ford (Raiders of the Lost Ark), Carrie Fisher (Return of the Jedi), Mark Hamill (Kingsman: The Secret Service), Lupita Nyong’o (12 Years a Slave), Andy Serkis (Dawn of the Planet of the Apes), Domnhall Gleeson (Ex Machina), Max von Sydow (Flash Gordon)

Director: JJ Abrams (Star Trek)

Writers: Lawrence Kasdan (The Empire Strikes Back) & JJ Abrams and Michael Arndt (Toy Story 3)

Runtime: 2 hours 15 minutes

Release Date: 17 December (UK), 18 December (US)

The moment Star Wars: The Force Awakens started, I felt 11 years old again. Seeing the opening crawl of a new adventure set in a galaxy far, far away almost brought me to tears, and the feeling was so overwhelming and unreal that if after the movie I suddenly woke up in bed, I would have genuinely believed what I had just witnessed was a dream. The Force Awakens gives you that amazed feeling throughout its running time, injecting you will both nostalgic nods to the series’ roots but also introducing new concepts that are certainly worthy additions to the lore. Is it a perfect movie? No, but really none of the Star Wars movies are, and any problems I have with it are buried beneath mounds of wonder and joy.

In many ways, The Force Awakens is structurally similar to A New Hope: there’s a MacGuffin both sides want, it ends up in the hands of someone outside the conflict, and then our hero is plucked from obscurity and begins their adventure. The movie returns to the more traditional Joseph Campbell hero’s journey rather than the prequels’ tendency to focus on the politics and intricacies of the world, but it still tells its own unique story is tonally similar to pieces of the other movies and combines them into its own unique beast. The Force Awakens runs at a breakneck pace, easily the most energetic and exhilarating of the series thus far and, whilst this is a welcome change from the plodding dullness of the prequels, it does sometimes feel a little too fast. In its hastiness to get from plot beat to plot beat, it does sometimes feel like details get brushed over or ignored; I’m glad the film doesn’t feel the need to stop the film to strenuously explain unimportant lore, but there are just a few moments here or there that just whooshed by with a “wait, what happened?” The Force Awakens also feels thematically like a continuation of the saga, with many pieces of iconography and character parallels made throughout, managing to just about balance that fine line between loving tribute and fan fiction indulgence. There are definitely elements that have been lifted from defunct elements of the Expanded Universe, as well as several fan theories being correct, but they are all executed in excellent and fitting ways; there are moments where I knew what was going to happen, but it never happened exactly how I thought. It doesn’t feel self-contained in the way A New Hope did, as there are a lot of unanswered questions left dangling for the next few films, but not in the way films like Prometheus or The Maze Runner did. It never feels like they are teasing or needlessly withholding information, and it’s all done in a natural way that intrigues and makes us want to know more rather than confuse or annoy.

The cast assembled for The Force Awakens is all around excellent amongst both returning players and the fresh-faced newcomers. Harrison Ford and Carrie Fisher are simultaneously just as you remember them and noticeably different, time definitely having had an effect on them both, but you would never guess that these actors haven’t played these roles in thirty years. The real focus of the film does however lie on its new characters, and Daisy Ridley and John Boyega make excellent leads as Rey and Finn, evoking that Star Wars character archetype without feeling like carbon copies of previous characters. They are both people conflicted about their place in the world and want to make a change, a mutual feeling that brings them together, and though they can be averse to facing up to danger they ultimately know what the right thing to do is. I feel they’ve only scratched the surface with these characters but in a good way, and I can’t wait to see how they continue moving forward. Adam Driver’s Kylo Ren manages to simultaneously be both an incredibly intimidating presence but also surprisingly relatable; moments of humanity shine through his menacing figure, but never in a way that detracts from his villainous persona. Oscar Isaac’s Poe Dameron evokes Han Solo whilst making the character his own with a unique sense of humour and a more amiable swagger, and his on-screen chemistry with Boyega makes them a pair I hope will go on more adventures together. Characters like Domnhall Gleeson’s Hux, Andy Serkis’ Snoke and Gwendoline Christie’s Phasma get a little less focus that I would have hoped and Max von Sydow is basically an extended cameo, but I’m sure several of them will get more time to shine in future films.

JJ Abrams is a Star Wars fan through and through, and in his technical vision for The Force Awakens that love shines through immensely. The cinematography is vibrant and flowing, taking every opportunity to soak in every environment and display the action in the most enthralling way it can; the days of static shots in front of green screens are over. The film’s overall design from the sets to costumes to props to creatures to visual effects is all absolutely top-notch, taking advantage of technological advancements in cinema without feeling indulgent and evoking the classic Star Wars look in a way not seen since 1983. The sound design is beautiful with loads of classic sounds bringing nostalgia to the ears and new ones that slot nicely into the universe, and do I even have to say that John Williams’ score is brilliant? I will admit there isn’t a piece of music that immediately jumps out like ‘The Imperial March’ or ‘Duel of the Fates’ just yet, but iconic status takes time and every single note of this score is undeniably the work of Williams.

Star Wars: The Force Awakens could be essentially described as the most expensive fan film ever made, but doing so would be a disservice to not only how good of a Star Wars movie it is but also how good of a film it is in general. It captures the magic of the original trilogy far better than George Lucas could ascertain and completely washes out the bad taste of the prequels without feeling the need to poke a dead horse. I can see even as a fan that this isn’t a perfect film and I’m sure there are even more problematic details I haven’t quite picked up on yet, but what this film gets right far eclipses its stumbles and I’m hoping they can iron out these little quibbles come the next instalment. The Force Awakens isn’t the best film of the year but it certainly is one of the best based purely on entertainment value and, though I don’t think it’s going to change cinema in any way close to the way Star Wars did back in 1977, it continues it its tradition of being a simple but powerful story that resonates far beyond a simple surface observation. The hype was justified this time, folks. Just enjoy it.

FINAL VERDICT: 9.5/10

Starring: Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter), James McAvoy (X-Men: First Class), Jessica Brown Findlay (Downton Abbey), Andrew Scott (Spectre), Freddie Fox (The Three Musketeers), Charles Dance (Game of Thrones)

Director: Paul McGuigan (Lucky Number Slevin)

Writer: Max Landis (Chroncicle)

Runtime: 1 hour 50 minutes

Release Date: 25 November (US), 3 December (UK)

The story of Frankenstein is one of the most often told in cinema since the beginning of the medium, with the oldest adaptation dating back to 1910. Whether fully faithful to the book or going completely off-base, the story of the mad doctor and his creation is a permanent mainstay of world culture and new interpretations of the material are cranked out almost constantly; such is the fate of popular intellectual property in the public domain. Considering such, Victor Frankenstein has an incredibly difficult task standing out from previous adaptations and, whilst it does have some flashes of brilliance, it isn’t quite enough to fully instil life into the film.

Though the film is named after the doctor himself, Victor Frankenstein is far more Igor’s story than Victor’s. Those expecting a faithful adaptation of Mary Shelley’s novel won’t be satisfied, as this is one of those Frankenstein movies that takes the basic concept and then pretty much makes the rest of the story up. This is by no means a bad thing considering the most iconic film version of them all, James Whale’s 1931 classic starring Boris Karloff, is an incredibly loose adaptation itself and this frees Victor Frankenstein to take the story in new directions. However, other than the opening act that tells us Igor’s origin and his first meeting with Victor, from there the differences are far more present in the film’s tone and style rather than plot and ideas. Though the film sells itself as a reinterpretation of the classic story, there isn’t much subversion or new concepts introduced and the movie ends up going exactly where you expect it to go. It definitely feels like a hodgepodge of ideas taken from previous Frankenstein films (some are even directly referenced if you pay attention), and even if that’s the intention it doesn’t feel like a cohesive mash-up. The first act is strong as it builds up the relationship between Igor and Victor, but as the story progresses it gets gradually more and more ridiculous before ending in a rather pithy and disappointing climax and a light hook for a potential sequel.

What really holds Victor Frankenstein together are the central performances of Daniel Radcliffe and James McAvoy. Radcliffe takes the material perhaps a little too seriously in his role as Igor, but there is a lot of joy seeing this bedraggled cripple pull himself together and be the hero of the story. His early performance as the hunchbacked assistant, practically crawling on the floor due to his bulbous growth, is especially well done and he retains some ill posture even as he begins his road to recovery. McAvoy’s Victor Frankenstein definitely emphasises the ‘mad’ in ‘mad scientist’ as he bellows out his crazy ambitions in giddy excitement. It sometimes feels like McAvoy is just doing his best Robert Downey Jr impression, but his eccentric performance is constantly enjoyable and his chemistry with Radcliffe is buoyant and natural; I’d happily watch these two work together again no matter the film. However, the rest of the film’s performances aren’t so strong. Jessica Brown Findlay’s Lorelei is often referred to as a distraction from work by Victor, and she genuinely feels like that; a pointless subplot that doesn’t add much to the film other than act as Igor’s moral compass whenever Victor starts stepping over the line. Andrew Scott’s Inspector Turpin is a raving bible-thumper whose ineffectiveness as an officer of the law is almost as bad as his seething and turgid performance, Freddie Fox’s aristocratic villain is a pompous bucket of clichés, and what is it with Charles Dance popping up in reinterpretations of classic horror stories and then being completely wasted? Was Dracula Untold not enough or something?

Victor Frankenstein has a lot in common with Guy Ritchie’s Sherlock Holmes films on several levels. From the heightened depiction of Victorian London, the constant use of slow motion in action scenes and the overall boisterous and cocky tone, you could almost picture them taking place in the same universe. In spite of this familiar feel, the film’s technical aspects are well executed with lively production design and an appropriately bombastic score from Craig Armstrong. The effects work, however, is a little iffy. Whilst the overall design of the creatures are suitably grisly and a lot of the practical work is excellent, the visual effects work feels a little unpolished and doesn’t blend well with the tangible elements.

Victor Frankenstein isn’t by no means a horrible experience, but it is a rather underwhelming one. The film starts out strong and the chemistry between Radcliffe and McAvoy is electric, but it ends up disappointing by resting on the laurels of past interpretations. There are some fun ideas within Victor Frankenstein and I wish they had the guts to go batsh*t insane, but instead we have a perfectly acceptable but not at all remarkable film that could have been so much more. Oh well, at least it’s better than I, Frankenstein.

FINAL VERDICT: 6/10

Starring: Noah Schnapp (Bridge of Spies), Hadley Belle Miller, Mariel Sheets, Francesca Capaldi, Alexander Garfin, Noah Johnston (Monsters University), Venus Schultheis, Kristen Chenoweth (Rio 2), Bill Melendez (A Charlie Brown Christmas)

Director: Craig Martino (Ice Age: Continental Drift)

Writers: Bryan Schulz & Craig Schulz & Cornelius Uliano

Runtime: 1 hour 28 minutes

Release Date: 6 November (US), 21 December (UK)

I personally never read many Peanuts strips or watched the specials much growing up, but through cultural osmosis I think everybody in the western world has some connection to the adventures of Charlie Brown & Snoopy. Charles Schulz’ timeless characters so perfectly sum up the essence of childhood, and that’s why they’ve survived so long in the public conscience. The prospect of doing a feature-length animated film is something I’m sure many fans of the strip were concerned would be a Hollywood cash-grab, modernising the material without any respect for what it truly means purely because it’s a brand. Thankfully, The Peanuts Movie is a far cry from that presumption and a true delight of an animated film.

Whilst The Peanuts Movie does have an overarching story concerning Charlie Brown trying to find a way to impress the new girl next door, it is divvyed up into segments that could almost work as classic Peanuts specials in their own right. There isn’t some grand adventure for Charlie Brown to go on or anything major at stake here. It’s just Charlie Brown dealing with the same problems and insecurities he’s always dealt with, and as an adaptation that’s all we could really ask for. Like Schulz’s original comics, it’s all about the little foibles of childhood and treating them as if they’re some sort of adventure, just like did as kids. There has thankfully been no attempt to modernise and the world is still as timeless as ever; everyone still uses landline phones, nobody talks about social media, and there are absolutely no modern pop culture references. It’s a film ready to stand the test of time by, like all great stories, being told completely out of time, and its messages are applicable to all kids and even anyone who remembers being one. It doesn’t have much of deeper morals than ‘be yourself’ and ‘don’t let people get you down’, but it goes about telling those messages in such a heartfelt and honest way that it should resonate even with adults; I’d be lying if I said I didn’t get a tiny bit teary-eyed.

With the exception of Kristen Chenoweth in the minor role of Snoopy’s imaginary girlfriend Fifi, there are no famous voices in The Peanuts Movie and the child cast brought together to bring these classic characters back to life is wonderful across the board. It’s hard to find a good child actor, and in animation it’d be so easy just to cast a bunch of adults doing kid voices, but they haven’t and it adds much more authenticity that way. Noah Schnapp’s Charlie Brown is appropriately downtrodden but sympathetic, never feeling false in his moments of despair even when tasked with Schulz’s classic comedically complex dialogue. The entire supporting cast is great whether in pivotal or minor roles, but special mention must go to Venus Schulteis’ exuberant and dumbfounded performance as Peppermint Patty and Francesca Capaldi making the most out of her brief dialogue as the target of Charlie’s affections. Sound bites of the late Bill Melendez have been utilised to voice the characters of Snoopy and Woodstock and it all feels seamless; given the gargantuan amount of Peanuts specials over the years, it’s not like they were short on material.

What really sells The Peanuts Movie beyond getting the spirit right is the loving way Schulz’s drawings have been recreated in 3-D animation. Much like how The LEGO Movie imitated the animation of a brickmation film, The Peanuts Movie has the same choppy animation frames and simplistic designs as the old specials. Though certain sequences are far more elaborate than anything from classic Peanuts, especially the Red Baron scenes, it’s still a delightfully charming effect that immediately brings a strong feeling of nostalgia to the eyes. There are certain parts of the movie such as Charlie’s daydreams that utilise the classic hand-drawn animation, but I’m sure even the most diehard Peanuts fan won’t be disappointed with the overall design of the film. Christophe Beck’s score is sweet and befitting of the film’s tone that also uses classic Peanuts themes like “Linus and Lucy” and “Christmas Time Is Here” to fun effect, and even the Meghan Trainor song “Better When I’m Dancin’” that’s played a couple of times throughout the film (the only modern element of the picture) surprisingly doesn’t distract from the film’s anachronistic world and even compliments the overall message.

The Peanuts Movie is this year’s Paddington: an adaptation of a childhood classic that could have easily been a disgrace to the property but is instead a loving tribute. It achieves excellence by knowing exactly what it is and not trying to be anything other than itself. The story is simplistic but executed perfectly, with enough heart and charm to make even the grumpiest of viewers crack a smile. It really is a nostalgia bomb of a movie whether you’re a Peanuts fan or just someone who has fond memories of being a kid, and I’m sure generations of children to come will acclimate to this film as many generations past have come to love the original stories.

FINAL VERDICT: 9/10

Starring: Adam Scott (The Secret Life of Walter Mitty), Toni Collette (About a Boy), David Koechner (Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy), Emjay Anthony (Chef), Allison Tolman (The Gift), Conchata Ferrell (True Romance), Krista Stadler

Director: Michael Dougherty (Trick ‘r Treat)

Writers: Todd Casey (Green Lantern: Emerald Knights) & Michael Dougherty (X-Men 2) & Zach Shields

Runtime: 1 hour 38 minutes

Release Date: 4 December (US, UK)

Christmas movies are practically unavoidable at this time of year; whether you plan to or not, you’re bound to watch at least one during the holiday season. But even the classics run dry and there’s always a demand for new ones, and personally I like to find the more subversive films. Whether they be action movies, dark comedies or straight-up horror, it’s always nice to get a little variety in the festive movie experience. Krampus isn’t the first film of its type, we have plenty of Christmas-themed horror films like Black Christmas or Silent Night, Deadly Night or even other films about an evil Santa like the Finnish Rare Exports, but it’s the first mainstream studio one we’ve gotten in a while. Coming from Michael Dougherty, director of the cult classic Halloween film Trick ‘r Treat, the chance of seeing this guy bring horror to another holiday is an interesting prospect. The final result is, though certainly flawed, could become an annual viewing pleasure for the more demented Christmas lover.

The set-up of Krampus is fairly standard for a horror movie: there’s a bunch of people trapped in a house with monsters running around outside trying to pick them off, and to survive these disparate people have to put aside their differences and combat the common enemy. Mixing the conflict found in horror movies with the family bickering so many of us are familiar with during the holidays, however, is a novel concept and does provide some solid commentary on the turmoil and forced merriment of the season. The first act of the movie is well set-up with comedy evocative of National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation before the horror slowly creeps into the story, gradually increasing tension until the film explodes into its true colours. The problem with the horror element, unfortunately, is that it’s very inconsistent about exactly what type of horror it is. The idea of an evil Santa Claus attacking a house with fiendish gingerbread men and killer toys is an inherently silly concept, but the way Krampus treats it flits from scene to scene. Sometimes it’s more of a standard horror movie, other times it’s a dark fairy tale, and then at points it turns into an Evil Dead-style goof-fest. All of these approaches are fine and executed well, but to suddenly go from the dread of a monster stalking the snow-covered streets to an evil teddy bear gnawing someone’s leg is kind of a tonal leap. Luckily, the ending is ultimately satisfying, if somewhat predictable, by neither going too sweet and Christmas-y nor leaving you with a gut-wrenching sadness; it’s exactly the right amount of twisted in a film still rooted in the holiday it is celebrating.

Krampus certainly has a solid cast for such a silly film, and though they deliver a lot of credibility along with solid performances, the characters they’re given are a little lacking in material. Emjay Anthony’s Max gets the most focus with his faith in Christmas being just the right amount of cutesy without being annoying, but whilst his story feels complete by the end everyone else feels like they had one but then they’re completely forgotten about when sh*t hits the fan. Adam Scott and Toni Collette having marital difficulties due to him being away all the time? Never resolved. Collette’s conflict with her uninvited and abrasive aunt? Kind of pushed to the side after one scene. The only other relationship that sees any sort of evolvement is Adam Scott and his brother-in-law (David Koechner playing essentially a variation on Randy Quaid from Christmas Vacation), but even then the resolution feels thrown in for the sake of holiday cheer. The only other character that feels really solid is Krista Stadler’s Grandma Omi. Whilst her insisting on speaking German despite the fact her character can clearly understand and speak English fine is a little odd, she plays the role of the wise old grandmother strongly and I wish there was a little more to her character.

Visually and aurally, Krampus balances being a Christmas film and a horror film extremely well. Everything has that holiday feel with a lot of greens and reds surrounded by heaps of white snow, and the use of classic Christmas songs in an eerie context ups the creep factor immensely. The opening credits sequence depicting a rowdy mob fighting over gifts set to ‘It’s Beginning To Look A Lot Like Christmas’ is an especially enjoyable oxymoron, and there’s a beautiful animation sequence when Stadler flashbacks to her previous encounter with Krampus. The movie is full of imaginatively designed creatures for our family to combat, all of them eerie twists on Christmas staples, and many of them rendered through cheesy but impressive practical effects. The design of Krampus himself is especially effective when he’s finally revealed, an imposing figure that embodies the film’s subversive nature in one simple but gruesome and memorable creature.

Krampus is a little confused on exactly what it wants to be and doesn’t take the time to effectively set up character, but if you’re in the mood for something more devious than It’s a Wonderful Life or A Christmas Carol this holiday season it’s certainly worth considering. A lot of thought and imagination has clearly gone into the production that makes certain sequences a blast to watch, but it doesn’t quite pack enough oomph for it to become a must-see. Still, if the concept alone is enough to make you curious, I do suggest giving it a watch whether it be this holiday season or one of the many to come in the future.

FINAL VERDICT: 7/10

Starring: Raymond Ochoa, Jack Bright, Jeffrey Wright (Source Code), Frances McDormand (Fargo), Steve Zahn (Out of Sight), Sam Elliot (The Big Lebowski), Anna Paquin (True Blood)

Director: Peter Sohn (Partly Cloudy)

Writer: Meg LeFauve (Inside Out)

Runtime: 1 hour 40 minutes

Release Date: 25 November (US), 27 November (UK)

The Good Dinosaur has had a rough time on its way to the cinema. The film was supposed to come out in 2014 but, much like Toy Story 2 and Brave before it, the entire film was scrapped close to completion and begun over again due to it not meeting Pixar’s high standards (doesn’t exactly explain how Cars 2 got a pass, but now I’m just being mean). Watching the final film, there are definitely still signs that The Good Dinosaur was a problem child but within the somewhat messy final result are moments that truly shine.

The story of The Good Dinosaur is pretty simple even for a kids’ film. It’s your standard underdog tale of a kid going on an adventure to reunite with his family whilst overcoming his fears and making new friends; if you grew up on animated films, you’ve seen at least one with this exact plot. The film is incredibly formulaic and predictable, especially in the first act, with little to no deviation from the expected path. The film is also structurally wonky, with the second act being our heroes basically just meandering between different kooky side characters on their way to the actual plot. Where the film does show a unique identity is in its world and character dynamics. The story is set on an Earth where dinosaurs weren’t killed by the asteroid, now co-existing with the emerging human population, and it’s all handled with surprising maturity. Though the dinosaurs talk and certain species embody different human roles like farmers, cowboys, hillbillies and even cultists, they are still animals and behave as such. Apatosaurus protagonist Arlo and his human companion Spot are a fun twist on the usual ‘a boy and his dog’ dynamic, and it’s their heartfelt relationship that keeps the film moving forward and ultimately sells the story. A scene where the pair explain their back stories to each other with almost no dialogue is incredibly emotional, and the resolution to their friendship is equally as impactful. It’s a pity there aren’t as many scenes as good as those throughout the rest of the picture.

Compared to many of the great protagonists of Pixar’s past, Arlo really fails to stand out. Other than the typical underdog traits of being frail and easily scared, he lacks a distinctive personality that makes him more than just a cliché. Most characters of this ilk have at least some personal dream or special skill that raises them above mediocrity, but Arlo doesn’t have anything like that. It’s this blandness that makes the story’s first act feel especially dull, and it’s not until the relationship between him and Spot really starts to form that the film starts to feel like something more. Spot as a character is enjoyable to watch purely from an animation perspective, which is important as he has no dialogue beyond grunts, and through simple facial expression and body language he gets across far more character depth than Arlo can through actual words. The two make an enjoyable duo and their bond feels airtight by the film’s conclusion, but without Spot the narrative’s mediocrity would be even more abundant. The rest of the supporting characters are mostly just window dressing though strong vocal talent backs many of them up. Jeffrey Wright and Frances McDormand feel underutilised as Arlo’s parents, as well as his siblings who are basically just being there to hammer home Arlo’s weaknesses, whilst Steve Zahn’s villainous pterodactyl Thunderclap feels like an afterthought. Sam Elliot, Anna Paquin and A.J. Buckley are fun as a family of T-Rexes, though other than Elliot helping to drive home the film’s message about overcoming fear their subplot is completely superfluous. Director Peter Sohn completely steals the screen as the bizarrely hilarious Forrest Woodbush, but again his scene is mainly just there to be funny.

Though the story is lacking, on a visual level The Good Dinosaur is a feast for the eyes. The detailing in the environments is breathtaking, bordering on photorealistic at points, and though the more cartoony designs of the dinosaurs sometimes clash with these gorgeous vistas it remains a fantastically enjoyable experience to behold. The quality of the animation is also vivid, with Arlo’s gangly movements bouncing well off of Spot’s speedy reactions, and elements like rain and snow add to the tangibility of this world. The film’s score by Mychael Danna & Jeff Danna is a change of pace from Pixar’s usual use of either Michael Giacchino or Randy Newman, but it’s a welcome change as their gentle and airy sensibilities feel like a much better fit for the film compared to a more traditionally uplifting Disney score.

The Good Dinosaur ranks amongst Pixar’s lesser efforts but it’s still an enjoyable experience despite the familiarity. Much like Brave, it’s impressive that they’ve managed to make a workable film out of a troubled production, but in saving it they have relied heavily on formula. If you can get beyond the story’s triteness there are some funny and beautiful moments to behold that rank amongst the company’s most heartfelt scenes, but they do feel caked within a template that’s felt tired since the turn of the millennium. After a film like Inside Out that appealed so perfectly to both kids and adults and got across far deeper messages, it’s a little underwhelming to see The Good Dinosaur focus more on the younger demographic (then again, how many other Pixar films can claim to have a drug trip scene?), and I hope in their future efforts they continue striving to defy expectations rather than settle for simply fine.

FINAL VERDICT: 7.5/10

Starring: Tom Hanks (Saving Private Ryan), Mark Rylance (The Other Boleyn Girl), Amy Ryan (Gone Baby Gone), Austin Stowell (Whiplash), Alan Alda (Tower Heist), Jesse Plemons (Black Mass)

Director: Steven Spielberg (Schindler’s List)

Writers: Matt Charman (Suite Française) and Ethan Coen & Joel Coen (No Country For Old Men)

Runtime: 2 hours 21 minutes

Release Date: 16 October (US), 27 November (UK)

There are generally two extremes of Steven Spielberg movies: crowd-pleasing feel good blockbuster, and heart-wrenching serious drama. Many of his films fall somewhere in between these two categories, but either way they are all easily recognisable as Spielberg films. Bridge of Spies falls in the middle but definitely sways more towards the drama but not without the hope and optimism you’d find in his more uplifting pictures.

Though the film’s subject matter deals with a lot of life-and-death situations in the midst of one of the most heated periods in international politics, Bridge of Spies is certainly not a rollicking thrill ride of a movie. It tells a story driven through words rather than action, its scenes consisting mostly of legal proceedings and negotiations, and to some that may be tiresome. But if you love strong dialogue and interesting character conflict, Bridge of Spies will capture your attention just as strongly as any movie filled with gunfire. It’s a long sit at nearly two and half hours and there are some subplots and side characters that end up going nowhere, but Spielberg’s direction and the witty dialogue of the Coen Brothers keeps the pace at just the right intensity to avoid tedium. But what really makes Bridge of Spies so enjoyable to watch is its uplifting themes about securing justice for all, remaining unflinching in the face of denial, and doing what’s right rather than doing what you’re told. The film certainly has its dark and intense moments, but Spielberg always imbues the story with that magical warmth that only he can bring to movies, closing the picture on a sappy but emotionally satisfying note.

Tom Hanks is a cinematic treasure and his honest persona is a perfect fit for the role of Jim Donovan. The character is an eternal optimist fighting only for what he deems fair, a lawyer in it for justice rather than winning, and whilst Hanks’ usual affability gels with this impeccably the scenes where he has to be more firm and persuasive are where he really shines as an actor. You really get the sense that this man would rather jeopardize the entire operation than concede a human life, and Hanks accomplishes this through a fine mix of likability and resoluteness. Spielberg has also assembled a fine collection of character actors to populate his supporting cast, but none of them shine as brightly as Mark Rylance’s performance as Soviet spy Rudolf Abel. His modest and often humorous performance provides a lot of levity, and the scenes between him and Hanks are pure gold on so many levels.

Spielberg’s style is so distinctive that you can easily break it down to its core elements, but it’s an approach to filmmaking so simple yet effective that it remains powerful all the same. The way he composes the camera in every shot, combined with Janusz Kaminski’s gorgeous cinematography, makes every movement flow and evolve with the action rather than the other way around. The period detail in the sets and costumes captures the Cold War era perfectly (e.g. expect a lot of suits and fedoras), and though this is the first Spielberg picture to lack a score by John Williams in a long time, Thomas Newman is a more than worthy replacement and crafts a score that is quintessentially Spielberg but still stands on its own.

Bridge of Spies is Spielberg through and through, and if you enjoy all his varying flavours of film then you’re definitely going to enjoy this one. The story is strong and uplifting, the performances from Tom Hanks and Mark Rylance are top notch, and it once again reminds us that Steven Spielberg is still the master. Though I certainly enjoy his more serious fare, I am glad he’s making a return to more mainstream movies for his next couple of films: adaptations of the classic Roald Dahl book The BFG and pop culture-savvy sci-fi novel Ready Player One (or, as I like to call it, Please Don’t Suck Please Don’t Suck Please Don’t Suck).

FINAL VERDICT: 8.5/10