Review: Indiana Jones and the Dial of Destiny (2023)

Preamble

For once, I’m having a hard time writing a preamble. What do you say after being away for some time? No doubt, the formula is as well known as the infamous YouTuber apology video. Dial of Destiny hit UK shores yesterday, so, it’s been nice to feel ahead of the curve for once. Have you had a chance to see Indy’s latest adventure? Let me know in the comments below.

Review

As the famous saying goes, “If adventure has a name, it must be Indiana Jones.” The Saturday matinee serial-inspired character has delighted moviegoers since 1981 with a relatable humanity that nostalgically calls back to a simpler time. It’s these twin qualities that the franchise’s fifth entry, Dial of Destiny attempts to grapple with. Despite being less thrilling in its adventurous aspects, Destiny feels like the most thematically rich and interesting entry in the series.

Dial of Destiny opens in 1944 when Indy (Harrison Ford) is on the hunt for a stolen artifact, known as the Lance of Longinus (aka the Holy Lance). Whilst being held prisoner by the Nazis, the famed archaeologist finds that treasure is a fake. However, he soon hears murmurs of a deadlier item by Jürgen Voller (Mads Mikkelsen). The title object was invented by Archmedius and has the potential to locate fissures in time. After rescuing his colleague, Basil Shaw (Toby Jones) and retrieving the item, the pair make it home safely. In the present day (1969 on the eve of the Moon Landing), Indy is visited by his Goddaughter, Helena (Phoebe Waller-Bridge) whose fascination with her father’s work will bring the aged professor out of retirement.

Much like the Force Awakens, Dial of Destiny feels like an affectionate mix tape of prior instalments. The opening prologue involving a CGI de-aged Harrison Ford as a younger incarnation of the character feels like a riff on the opening from The Last Crusade. And like that film, there’s also a central familial pairing. In that film, it was between Indy and his father, Henry Jones Sr (Sean Connery), which was a post-modern acknowledgement of the close ties the Bond and Indy franchises have had, whilst also using the relationship to depict the idea of obsession and letting go.

In Dial of Destiny, the pairing is between Indy and his goddaughter, Helena. The estranged pair is a fascinating parallel of one another, with Helena being akin to a dark mirror for what Indy could have been. She’s a morally duplicitous manifestation of Indy’s “Fortune and Glory” mantra from Temple of Doom made flesh. And she also exists as a meta-commentary on Indy’s heroic and adventurous persona.

In this way, one of the main themes of the movie is how Indy (in a sense) has been lost in his time due to personal circumstances and the weight of modern history (literally bearing down on him). And through an adventure with a sceptical person of his persona, he’s built back up as someone who feels relevant in his time again (even if it’s just through the ones he holds dear).

As a metaphor for franchise revival, this is quite interesting even if it lacks the poignancy of recent reboot efforts such as The Matrix Resurrections. In fact, director and co-screenwriter, James Mangold, has tackled this fare before with much more weight in The Wolverine (an exploration of mortality in superhero fiction) and the Unforgiven-styled curtain call for Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine (Logan).

Despite this, I at least appreciated the approach. There’s even an admirable attempt to juxtapose Indy and the antagonist, Voller. Like Indy, Voller is lost in time but wishes to correct the mistakes of his past. He also had a hand in the Moon Landing, which is the current history that Indy feels displaced by (in an existential sense). The ironies that exist in both men attempting to change history and their egos in presuming to do so were fascinating to witness. Also, Mikkelsen’s moments of humanity in the third act were quite moving.

Harrison Ford does not miss a beat in his return as the title character. His line readings still hold the same charm and bite, but sometimes carry the weariness of his plight and age. And Waller-Bridge’s mischievous and sardonic charm is a welcome addition to the franchise.

Dial of Destiny’s central problem comes from its more adventurous aspects often feeling less exhilarating than they should. This is mostly down to the sheer abundance of exposition that ruins many sequences. One early on is when Indy and Helena are having a conversation in an archive section whilst being hunted by agents. The potential Hitchcockian tension is marred by McGuffin explanation (for what feels like the 5th time). Even bonding moments where characters are shouting at one another during action sequences feel too busy to appreciate.

Fortunately, Destiny finds its footing in an impressive third act that was like watching a big-budget episode of Horrible History, with its sense of scale and imagination (courtesy of some prolonged use of long and aerial shots). Mangold’s other instances of good filmmaking are much more subtle, such as a Film noir styled reveal of a Nazi solider in the opening train action sequence or the use of close-ups in the second act encounter between Indy and Voller, which is edited and pitched as though it’s a tense and prolonged fencing match.

In the final score of his career, John Williams delivers some stunning music for Dial of Destiny. The standout is Helena’s theme that’s like a searching piece of music for a character who has often stumbled through life (via the use of strings and low piano notes). In a film, where quite a few standard tenants of the franchise fell flat, Williams’s score enlivens the movie with a sensitivity and atmospheric flair.

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Review: Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023)

Preamble

I’ve honestly felt daunted by seeing and reviewing this movie. With the advent of social media, the flutter of reactions to any big tentpole comic book movie seems to feel omnipresent. This occasionally makes me feel overwhelmed in contributing to the conversation (via my blog posts). But it comes with the territory. However, that aside, it’s honestly been quite something seeing the wave of positivity bestowed upon this film. In many ways, I’ve not seen anything in the genre since the likes of Toy Story 3. However, like ever, I’ve diligently side stepped any reviews (it’s part of the process). With that in mind, have you seen Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse? Let me know in the comments below.

Review

From Joel Schumacher to Zack Synder, many directors have aspired to capture the indelible spirit of the comic book medium. However, 2018’s Spider-Man: Into The Spider-Verse hit the bullseye with an animation style that both evoked the form of the medium and replicated the experience of reading one. It’s as close to a living comic book as the movies have gotten, with a dizzying imagination that never took away from Miles Morale’s search for identity.

With a slight lump in my throat and the remains of wet tears running down my face, I’m amazed to say that Across the Spider-Verse is a profound piece of pop art that wrestles with the morality that has shaped comics.

Over a year after the first movie’s events, Across the Spider-Verse depicts Miles Morales (Shameik Moore) squaring with a new enemy called The Spot (Jason Schwartzman). Initially perceiving him as a minor nuisance, the vengeful super villain starts causing trouble when he realizes he can travel through the multiverse at will. This starts a chain of events that causes Miles to clash with old and new allies over the fate of his father, Jeff (Brian Tyree Henry).

On the surface, one can look at Across the Universe cynically and see the trace elements of the formula that made Spider-Verse soar. This comprises of Miles’s journey being juxtaposed with another supporting multiverse character that’s a backdrop for a colourful supporting cast that steal the show in their spirit and comedy.

However, the notes Across plucks and the themes at play instantly dull this repetitive notion. The first feature was all about Miles finding his identity amid the Spider-Man from his universe dying. It used the stylistic trappings of a comic book for the central character to have the confidence to find his voice as a four-coloured creation.

Across continues this journey by asking the question, What is your story? Initially set up in a parents/teacher meeting, the movie filters this idea through a parental lens, with Miles’s parents grappling with their frequently absent son being able to meaningful continue his ambitions outside of their care. In the film’s best moments, Across deals with this parental angst of letting your kid go with a touching poignancy. The standout scene is a speech where Miles’s mom, Rio (Lauren Vélez), says that it now falls to Miles to look after the little boy that she raised by making sure he feels loved and valued in the communities he finds himself in.

In a larger sense, this idea of Miles grappling with his story is expressed in the conflict with Miguel O’Hara (Oscar Isaac). The Mexican and Irish-based Spider-Man is the leader of the Spider-Society. They’re a group of Spider-People from various universes who are dedicated to protecting and preserving the multiverse. They do this by allowing canon-based events to happen to each respective incarnation of the Web Head. Miguel once tried to tamper with this notion by taking the place of another Spider-Man, which resulted in the death of an entire world.

He believes that Miles is an anomaly who should allow his father to die to prevent the death of his universe. The philosophical conundrum is based on the thought experiment of the Trolly Problem, whereby the value of one life versus five is questioned. It also probes the notion at the very heart of comics which is canon and the morality that underpins the concept. Is Spider-Man heroic because he let one person die versus the countless he saved? Or does his identity as a web-based hero cease to exist because he saved that one person? The conflict puts into focus the tragedy that’s underpinned the character since 1962.

On a personal level, the idea of Miles being labelled an anomaly and his existential grappling with that resonated with me on such a deep level. However, the reason as to why would be a self-indulgent exercise in trauma dumping for this post. I may perhaps get into it in another post.

Stories that have to do with the dialogue between parents and kids greatly appeal to me. And I think my adoration of Across the Spider-Verse comes from how the relationship between Miles and his parents marries up so well with the central theme. In a sense, Miles cannot fully tell his story to his parental figures because he wants to protect them. But this choice leads to behaviour that causes his parents to question if he can meaningfully carry on with the values they installed in him. From Miguel’s savage logic to Rio’s tear-inducing speech to Miles, the idea of parental figures having faith in telling your story is what underpins Across.

Elsewhere, Across the Spider-Verse has impressive visuals. From Gwen’s world that’s like a pastel-inspired episode from Life is Strange to the pencil sketched charm of Pavitr’s universe, Across’s ambitious art styles are a wonder to behold. These visuals are punctuated by live-action elements that are pulled from various movies in the Spidey canon over the years. I also appreciated how biting, Across’s humour is at times. Jokes vary from commentary on modern art to a subtle and rapid jab about cultural artefacts.

In terms of direction, I appreciated the camera moves that had a sense of propulsion to them. One good example that comes to mind is a scene when Miles is navigating a rooftop party. The looseness of the tracking shot greatly illustrates Miles’s awkwardness at attempting to convince people he’s been at the party all along.

With a mere one viewing under my belt, there’s so much more to process about Across the Spider-Verse. For example, I’m still not sure what side of the debate I’m on as to whether or not Gwen is transgender in the film. But in the spaces between the genuine moments of pauses in heated exchanges and Gwen’s drum solos, the 2023 animated sequel represents a genuine step forward for the genre. Like all the best movies, it shows what’s possible and what bothers us with great ease and delicacy. It just happens to do so through a medium that’s been maligned and undersold. And that’s not bad for something that used to be called “funny books.”

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Review: Beau is Afraid (2023)

Preamble

Well, it turns out the gushing about Disney Plus in my last post has aged as gracefully as melted ice cream on a sunny day. Many programs (including the recent Willow series) are due to be removed soon. The removal has been cited for cost-cutting reasons. But it ultimately paints a stark picture for the future of streaming services as the new battlefield could be your precious money versus the art that can be removed at any time. It’s sickening and sad, and needs calling out, no matter how big your platform is.

From corporate to something that at least could be artistically authentic, I’ve been eager to see Beau is Afraid for a while and so glad it has finally reached UK shores (albeit in a limited release across a scant amount of cinemas). Have you had a chance to see Ari Aster’s new movie? Let me know in the comments below.

Review

In terms of contemporary American directors, there’s no one quite like Ari Aster. His feature film debut, Hereditary, impresses with its combination of underhanded supernatural aspects and the brewing tension of its familial angst. It felt like an heir to prestige horror movies such as Rosemary’s Baby and The Exorcist for its dramatic elements. Despite greatly admiring the ambition and scope of Midsommar, I find it does not quite come together for me. This is due to a muddled sense of pathos, resulting in its central character’s journey feeling incongruous and silly. By comparison, Aster’s third effort is a darkly pitched and surreal comedy about parental disenchantment.

Beau is Afraid is about its title character’s (Joaquin Phoenix) mad capped journey to get home to attend the funeral of his mother, Mona (Patti LuPone). Along the way, Beau encounters a nude serial killer, an amiable couple and a travelling troupe of actors.

For a certain amount of the movie, Beau is Afraid seemed quite different from Aster’s previous endeavours. This came from it feeling like a chamber piece that ratchets up the intensity of its heightened world of ultra-violence. Typically, sequences like this would exist in prior Aster films, but they often felt like exclamation points rather than run-on sentences.

With this in mind, Beau is Afraid firmly wears its surrealism on its sleeve, with Beau’s transition from one odd situation to the next carrying a sheer black comedic spirit. In fact, part of the film is bemused by the very existence of Beau. He’s someone who seems so ill-equipped to just get by in the ever-maddening world we see, that his resilience becomes an ongoing joke in itself. In his performance as Beau, Joaquin Phoenix’s stillness struck me the most, particularly in scenes when he is stumbling upon horrific truths. Patti LuPone is a formidable screen presence as a maternal figure who mixes sweetness and incandescent rage.

As the film went along, Beau is Afraid felt thematically of a piece with Hereditary. That film was preoccupied with the deep-seated paranoia stemming from a parental figure inflicting emotional and physical harm. As Afraid unravels, it’s equally concerned with this theme. But it comes from the place of a mother who feels rejected by her son. It seems, no matter how much love Mona gives, Beau will want to keep her at arm’s length. Also, like Hereditary, there’s this sense that the maternal figure is trapped in a cycle of tragedy that she feels responsible for perpetuating. There’s lip service given at the tail end of the movie where Mona bemoans the fact that her mother never gave her any love or affection.

So, in a sense, the parental disenchantment and resentment is a pattern that keeps repeating itself, despite the best intentions that Mona has. But I also think that in broad strokes, Aster is satirical in how he paints the world around Beau. Due to how heightened, frantic and crime-ridden it is (akin to an early eighties New York City) that’s had a collision with the Purge, Aster paints a picture of underlying fervent anger that comes from parental pressure. And in a quiet scene where pills are given out like a dessert at a three-course meal, Aster feels pointed in illustrating the absurdity of pharmaceuticals in soothing the underlying troubles of the soul and psyche.

Aster’s imagery also feels a piece with his other two movies. One recurring motif is the image of a tall and imposing triangle-shaped building that feels like a forbidden place where the starkest secrets of the soul are kept. And in the film’s best-extended sequence, Beau finds himself so transfixed in an outdoor theatre production that he projects himself in it. It feels like a dreamy and surreal inverse of the miniature and dollhouse imagery that permeated Hereditary. Some of the best instances of filmmaking are contained within the section. The most striking is a close-up of a younger version of Mona telling Beau how he was conceived. The face almost takes up the entire frame as shadows of dark blue and red come in and out of focus to obscure the character’s face. It reminded me of a cross between Ingmar Bergman’s use of close-up by way of the colourfully surreal close-ups of James Stewart’s character in Vertigo.

Elsewhere, Aster’s use of tracking shots that give us a portrait of a maddening city on the brink of violent collapse stood out to me. And some of the long shots were slightly comedic due to the anticipation of Beau coming into the frame based on the situation he just got himself into.

Even as I write these words, there are no doubt parts of Beau is Afraid that have slipped me by. But I found it to be one of the most thrilling experiences at the movies this year. It kept me on my toes with its gonzo spirit. Despite its many surreal turns, it has the emotional truth of a Samuel Beckett play insofar as portraying how a human being, against all hope and logic, crashes against the waves of existential turmoil. The fact that Beau can still dream of a better life (despite his circumstances and upbringing) is both moving and absurd.

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Review: Rye Lane (2023)

Preamble

Well, I’ll be damned Disney Plus is indeed proving to be the best streaming service. Aside from its influx of Marvel and Star Wars fare, it’s also the place where indie British films get fast tracked. It’s incredible. But House of Mouse gushing aside, have you seen Rye Lane? Let me know in the comments below.

Review

I’ve seen Rye Lane twice now and no doubt further viewings will be in my future. It’s a vibrant and alive piece of indie cinema about the masks we wear to hide our true feelings and vulnerabilities. Set in and around the title location, the 2023 film is about two twenty-somethings, Dom (David Johnson) and Yas (Vivian Oparah). Initially meeting in separate bathroom stalls, the pair get to know one another over a day in which they indulge in many adventures from live rapping to breaking and entering into an ex’s flat to get a record back.

In spirit, Rye Lane has two sources of inspiration in its rearview mirror. The first is Richard Linklater and most notably the Before Series, which depicts two characters getting to know each other over the course of a day (in real-time). There’s even a lovely homage to the last line of Before Sunset, in which Yas attempts to inject a sense of adventure in Dom by getting him to skip the notion of taking the last train home. At the same time, there’s something Wes Anderson-esque about the proceedings too. The quaint American auteur is felt here in bemused expressions that punctuate the awkward British humour that permeates the film.

My favourite is when Dom finds himself at a garden party in which he’s served “Wry and Nephew” rum and is given awkward looks when one of the adults he meets plays the songs he has on shuffle on his phone. The moment reminded me of the second-hand embarrassment charm that graced The Inbetweeners.

Also, much like other Anderson films, Rye Lane tips its hat to other mediums not only as a form of social construct (via Dom and Yas meeting through mutual friends at an art exhibition) but also as an equalizer via flashback scenes. These remembrances of the past are not told in a traditional manner where we get a dramatic blow-by-blow retelling. Instead, there’s a looseness to them whereby the person being told the memory has a direct interaction with them. They struck me like these casual and real-life versions of Twitter spaces whereby different speakers interact in a meaningful way.

Sequences like these diverge from the Before films but prove to be important in showing Rye Lane’s appeal. As much as establishing the forming connections between its two characters, Rye Lane is about how the world around them morphs and snakes around them, akin to an amorphous piece of performance art that’s constantly changing. From a gag involving a shopping centre cleaner saying “Boring!” to Dom’s profession as an accountant to a cinema patron shushing Yas in Dom’s memory construct, these moments are a great highlight of the picture.

Vivian Oparah is a firecracker presence as Yas. She charms with cynical, cool and seemingly transparent line readings that give way to a confident exterior that hides a highly vulnerable interior. Meanwhile, David Johnson contrasts this with a calculated sense of emotion. It sometimes feels like Dom is in control, but is often two seconds from an emotional outburst, and Johnson plays the notes of this emotional see saw with ease and intelligence.

Rye Lane bucks the trend of traditional romance movies because they often portray the male character as someone who puts on a front or makes a mistake that leads to the second act turmoil. Lane subverts this by having Yas embody these typical male characteristics with an emotional authenticity that feels tangible. Even a montage later in the film bucks a romantic comedy troupe of how forlorn the central lovers are apart, by realistically showing them go about their lives while subtly showing the effect they had on one another (via them indulging in hobbies or aspects the other introduced to them).

And therein lies the appeal of Rye Lane. It charms with its central couple getting to know each other for a day but delights in showing how exciting the world can be when sharing it with another person.

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Brief Thoughts on a Trailer: Dune: Part 2 Teaser Trailer

Preamble

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve blogged about a trailer. But it feels fitting that my return to this style of post should be for a teaser that I was genuinely excited to watch. As my previous posts have documented, I adore Dune (from the book series to Denis Villeneuve’s adaptation). So, my anticipation for Part Two is sky high. But hype levels aside, have you had a chance to watch the teaser trailer for Dune: Part Two? Let me know in the comments below.

Brief Thoughts on a Trailer

In the middle of the teaser for Dune: Part Two, Javier Bardem’s Stilgar solemnly advises to Paul Atreides (ahead of attempting to ride a Sandworm) to “Be simple.” This ethos applies to teaser as a whole as it uses simple, but effective techniques to hook the audience.

The first point of interest was the footage of Florence Pugh as Princess Irulan. In the novel, many of her observations about Paul Atreides (that often are short sentences proceeding a chapter) are akin to a historical document for this central figure in the Dune universe. In the context of the trailer, they’re a snap shot of how history will remember the fall of House Atreides, contrasted with Jessica’s warning to Paul about his father not believing in revenge.

With this in mind, the theme of the teaser seems to be how Paul carries on after the betrayal of his family on Arrakis. In a sense, he does come to embody his father’s mission of cultivating desert power aka the Freman by getting them to rise up against the Imperium who have held them under their boot for too long.

Elsewhere, the colour palette of certain sections of the teaser really impressed me. In particular, the monochromatic arena battles featuring the new antagonist Feyd Rautha (Austin Butler) were wonderous in their dreamlike quality. In fact, the first shot we see of Feyd after Irulan says “What if Paul Atreides is still alive?” suggests that the character is a dark mirror of the newly minted Duke Paul Atreides.

Featuring the same music as previously used in trailers for the first Dune movie (including the chill inducing use of choral to reveal the title), the teaser for Dune Part Two captivates with arresting imagery and a brief sense of its new players. I have high hopes for this one. The sequel hits UK cinemas on November 3rd.

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Brief Consideration: Renfield (2023)

Preamble

Unlike Evil Dead Rise, Renfield has been on my radar for a bit. Beyond Nicolas Cage putting on the fangs as cinema’s favourite vampire, the premise sounded intriguing and had the potential to be interesting. Does it live up to it? Let’s find out after the jump. Have you seen Renfield? Let me know in the comments below.

Brief Consideration

From Dwight Frye to Tom Waits, Renfield has been a zany and maddening harbinger that’s almost carried the tone of each respective Dracula film adaptation. Now in Renfield, the title character takes centre stage in an irreverent riff on Horrible Bosses. Introducing himself as Robert Montague Renfield (Nicholas Hoult), the familiar of Count Dracula (Nicolas Cage) now seeks to escape from his servitude when he starts going to group therapy and meets a brash cop, Rebecca (Awkwafina).

Renfield is a mixed affair comprised of limb-slicing gore and tiring zinging humour. While I appreciated the approach of the film insofar as portraying Renfield realising he’s in a toxic codependent relationship with Dracula, I felt the film surrounding this central journey to be so excessively tongue-in-cheek that somewhere the theme gets lost in the shuffle. Some of the jokes such as sight gags and calling out of the sheer ridiculousness of the Ying and Yang dynamic in the film are clever and funny. However, everything else is mostly delivered in the same stale and loud pitch that it ends up becoming excessive instead of cute.

Nicolas Cage makes Dracula his own by playing him like a broadly drawn theatrical agent who minimizes and tempts via various guises and exaggerated gestures. Meanwhile, Nicolas Hoult is a charming and nebbish presence with a dry wit that often takes chunks out of the scenery as much as Cage.

Much like The Lego Batman movie, Chris McKay directs Renfield with a frenetic verve via camera moves that vary from fast-moving single shots and exacting close-ups (mostly illustrated in a scene when Dracula barges in on Renfield’s support group). And Marco Beltrami’s score is a treat that mixes melancholic jazzy notes with a pulsating electric edge. But for all these virtues that attempt to paper over the cracks in a slick fashion, Renfield’s premise and theme never get to fully soar due to a flippant approach that often feels like it’s denigrating even when it tries to be earnest. In the end, Renfield hisses more then it bites.

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350th Post: Why I Continue Writing

Well, this is a little strange. No preamble. No framing of the discussion. And, let me see if I got this right, *checks notes*, an entire blog post that’s reflective in nature. Cue the Fry quote that’s been memed to death at this point, “I’m shocked. Shocked. Well, not that shocked.”

Ladies and gents, I tried. I really did try. I had enough ideas to mark my 350th blog post that they could be immortalized as chicken scratchings on a scrunched-up piece of paper that’s no doubt made a new home in a nearby mini bin. But for whatever reason, none of them clicked in place for me and I was essentially not feeling them.

However, I think it’s important to ruminate from time to time on the larger questions that can sometimes keep you up at night. And the question of why I continue writing has been on my mind lately. This year, I fulfilled two writing goals that I’ve had for a while. The first was the publication of an article in a UK film magazine (Filmhounds Magazine), which felt like a godsend after trying to hit my native market for so long. And the second was the publication of my first-ever video game review (via Horror Obsessive), which felt extra meaningful because it was for a remake of my favourite title in the medium.

Naturally, after any endeavour, there’s an understandable case of the blues, that kicks in because something you’ve been fixated on for a certain amount of time is gone. However, the feelings I sat with after achieving these two goals were scary. I felt akin to someone who had reached the summit of a great mountain and had no other rocky terrains to conquer. In other words, I hopelessly felt as though I had nothing else to say. This lasted about a week, and since then, more ideas (thankfully) have started to inspire me a lot.

But the central question has loomed in my mind since then. I guess the answer to why I continue writing is twofold. Firstly, I think it’s essential to my internet identity. Collectively, we all have an internet footprint that we choose to express, be it via photos or a daily account of our thoughts on a social media platform/blog. I’ve never felt comfortable about sharing my entire life on social media, so writing about films (among other things) is my way of making my mark on the world wide web. There’s a pride in developing a body of work that people can see.

And as odd as it may sound, I do think that it’s my legacy. I’ve never wanted kids. But I do think there are other ways to leave something behind. Fundamentally, my reviews and pieces that grace the blog, as well as other sites, are my way of doing that.

The second reason why I continue writing is the challenge. I never take the proverbial blank page for granted, and sometimes it is a struggle to get what you’re feeling on paper. But it’s something that I do my utmost to not shrink from at all. Self-expression (via the written word) is essential and something that requires constant attention, like preparing a well-cooked meal or looking after a plant.

More than ever, I want to thank each and every one of you who has read, commented or liked my posts over the years. It’s never ceased to be appreciated. And I hope you continue to join me on this crazy blogging ride. When time permits, I’d like to return to long pieces as well as experiment with some new segments and themed months.

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Review: Evil Dead Rise (2023)

Preamble

Hey everyone. It’s really been a while since I last blogged. Apologies for that. Work has been the busiest it’s been in quite some time. And I was working on something (that I will mention soon). But the time off has given me a lot to think about. Suffice to say, I will try from now on to deliver on the posts that I want to see. It’s easier said then done but writing for others has made me lose sight of that simple notion. There’s no point in just sprucing up your house when guests come along, you have to maintain it at all times. The same could be said for my upkeep of the blog and writing (at large at the moment).

But terrible metaphors aside, let’s get to the film of the day. I tend to say this about a lot of films these days, but Evil Dead Rise has truly felt as though it has snuck up on me. While I’ve had the idea of this film in the back of my mind, it’s only in the last few weeks that I became acutely aware of its existence. I even embarrassingly forgot to include it on my top ten most anticipated films of 2023. To quote the Pharoah from YGOTAS, “Dick move, bro!” So, with that said, have you seen Evil Dead Rise? If not, are you planning to see it this weekend? Let me know in the comments below.

And if you like my ramblings on horror then you can read more at my second home, Horror Obsessive. My recent post on there is a review of the remake of Resident Evil 4. It’s my first ever video game review and a genuine labor of love for a title that’s meant a lot to me.

Review

The Evil Dead was a formative horror movie for me. When I saw it at age 18 during my first year of University, I was shocked by its purity as a horror movie in the sense that most movies within the genre play by the rules of set-up and characterization. However, much like a rabid and rage-fueled dog, the 1981 picture unshackled itself from all that pretence and delivered an unrelenting ride of low-budget thrills and scares. Despite the infamous sequence (involving the tree) that arguably got the film on the Video Nasty list in the UK, I never found the movie to be mean-spirited or nasty for the sake of it. Instead, director Sam Raimi had the puckishness of an adolescent who wished to say he got the audience good.

It was this quality that came to define later entries. Evil Dead 2’s semi-remake nature was imbued with a comedic edge that brought a great deal of zaniness and love of early cinema. It’s an effort that greatly carries a certain history of the medium. Army of Darkness is an outlier insofar as being a vehicle for Bruce Campbell to schmooze his way through a Medieval England that feels at home in an early Terry Gilliam movie. And the 2013 remake is a slick and dramatic retelling of the first film. It’s remarkable for arguably being an elevated horror movie, with its depiction of the blurred line between Mia’s (Jane Levy) drug withdrawal and demonic possession.

The fifth Evil Dead confidently rises to the occasion of its franchise legacy with an entry that emphasizes the sheer psychological terror of its domestic and familial setting.

Evil Dead Rise tells the story of Beth (Lily Sullivan), an indie music technician who returns to see her sister, Ellie (Alyssa Sutherland), who is raising three kids by herself. They are youngest daughter, Kassie (Nell Fisher), middle child, Danny (Morgan Davies) and eldest daughter, Bridget (Gabrielle Echols). After surviving a mild earthquake, Danny finds an ancient book hidden beneath the depths of his high-rise home. Little does he know that the records of passages from the book hold a sinister curse that will bring ruin to his family.

Part of the uniqueness of the Evil Dead franchise is that each instalment is a riff on its simple premise of demons being summoned via the Necronomicon (aka Book of the Dead). Much of my delight during the movie came from sequences that played on familiar notes in new and unique ways.

From the protracted opening fast-motion demon point of view shot to the possession scene taking place in a lift, Rise easily subverts the standard tenants of the franchise. But the emphasis in the subversions made the experience interesting.

Rise has a tactile quality that makes its horror quite appealing. In fact, this aspect is best illustrated in the scenes where characters are listening to records of the Book of the Dead being found while gently massaging the center of the vinyl to keep the audio logs going. This also extends to the setting that’s creatively used.

The typical trapping of the central demon being locked in the cellar by the survivors is updated here to be outside an apartment. And our glimpse of the creature comes from a small mirror built into the front door. These point-of-view shots whereby we’re seeing the demon unleash upon unsuspecting neighbours embrace the found footage genre that ruled the early 2000s. Along with gnarly imagery later in the film that evokes the body horror of the Human Centipede, Rise is on the pulse of the horror that fueled it, much like the early cinematic comedies that inspired Sam Raimi’s 1987 sequel.

But beyond its tactile and subversive power, Rise comes closest to the psychological horror that’s lurked beneath the surface of the famed horror franchise. This comes from the domestic situation that’s presented to the audience. By having Ellie as the central victim of demonic possession, Rise plays on the primal fear of maternal harm and spurned affection. This quality is juxtaposed with Beth who is about to become a Mum and now has to rise to the challenge of looking after and protecting her sister’s kids.

In fact, in the movie’s most touching moment, Kassie says to Beth that she will be a great Mum because she knows how to lie to kids. The screenplay has many moments like this that do not talk down to kids but instead realistically shows how they can pick up on the stressed emotions going on around them. Writer/director Lee Cronin punctuates these heartfelt scenes with moments that are directed as though some of the demons are the figment of a feverish childhood dream. One memorable scene is when one of the demons (covered in blankets) floats across the space like a ghost. Cronin’s use of long shots give these scenes an eerie edge.

Cronin juxtaposes this with visceral camera moves whether it’s sped-up footage of Beth running to save Kassie that’s meant to evoke the frenetic demon point-of-view shots or shaky first-person shots that end the movie. Lily Sullivan is appealing as a determined mother to be, who will stop at nothing to protect her nephew and nieces. And Alyssa Sutherland is terrifying in her flickering states of being an attentive mother and a monstrous demonic presence.

If there’s one problem that permeates the movie it’s some of the sound design that occasionally drowns out the dialogue. And many scenes do rely on an annoying problem that plagues many modern horror movies namely using loud noises to deliver their scares. While Evil Dead can somewhat get a pass on this based on the over-the-top nature of its prior instalments, I still found it tiresome that Rise constantly attempts to break the sound barrier.

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Review: The Last of Us Episode 9: Look For the Light

Preamble

Emotionally soapy preamble alert! This blog post marks my final review of The Last of Us Season 1. I want to thank everyone who has read, liked, and generally engaged with the posts. It’s been an experiment of sorts, and I’m glad you’ve all shown up for the ride. Have you seen Episode 9 of The Last of Us? If so, what did you think? Let me know in the comments below.

Review

Given my criticisms of last week’s episode (namely the truncated run time and handling of David’s character), I approached the season finale with a mild bit of caution due to it having the shortest length of any episode. However, my misgivings proved to be all for nought. Episode 9 is a powerful and poignant ending for the series.

Joel and Ellie find themselves on the last leg of their journey. After a peaceful and nature-bound excursion, the pair find themselves captured by the Fireflies. Upon waking, Joel finds out a dramatic truth about Ellie’s fate and must decide whether to save her or leave her behind. The result of the latter means possible earth-shattering consequences for the remaining humans in the country and world.

The episode’s opening depicts Ellie’s mother, Anna (Ashley Johnson), giving birth and subsequently giving her daughter to the leader of the Fireflies, Marlene (Merle Dandridge), after being bitten by an infected.

Aside from being a mirror for Joel’s actions insofar as the lengths he would go to keep Ellie safe and alive, the opening is an emotionally touching piece of metatextual casting. Ashley Johnson did the motion capture and vocals for Ellie in the original game, and for her to give birth to the show’s incarnation of Ellie is profoundly moving. Johnson captures the almost feral quality of her daughter in subtle movements and physical gestures.

I’ve really liked the arc of Pedro Pascal’s Joel in the series, going from someone who closes himself off (emotionally) to someone who is almost bursting with warmth and empathy. Pascal’s quiet desperation to almost express everything to Ellie is heartbreaking to watch. It makes the violence he commits to saving her quite tragic as he’s expressing how he feels about her in the only way that makes sense to him (and perhaps the only way he can).

However, Bella Ramsey steals the episodes in a melancholic turn as a character who is burdened by the guilt of surviving an ordeal that could have saved millions of lives. In translating her character from pixel to screen, Merle Dandridge brings a steely authority that suggests a softer side to the choices she has to make.

Cinematically, the episode impressed me, whether it’s Joel’s prolonged montage of violence or a naturally lit medium shot where a ladder is dropped from a great height. Gustavo Santaolalla and David Fleming’s score was quite effective too, particularly during the Joel montage, which bridges the gap between a pulse-pounding Carpenter-esque score and a lamenting version of the main theme, which attempts to be heard through the mayhem.

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Review: Scream VI (2023)

Preamble

Compared to a lot of other movies in recent years, Scream VI is a movie I’ve genuinely been hyped for. Part of this is still some post-pandemic effects insofar as still being thrilled at going to cinemas (after nearly two years). At the same time, Scream is a series that I have grown to appreciate and have a lot of affection for. With that said, have you seen Scream VI? Let me know in the comments below.

If you like my ramblings on horror movies then you can find more at my second home, Horror Obsessive. https://horrorobsessive.com/author/sartaj-singh/

And as alluded to in my Scream 3 review, I will very soon be having a piece published in Filmhounds Magazine about Scream VI. I examine if New York City will work for the horror sequel through the prism of other Big Apple based horror movies as well as the use of LA and Hollywood in Scream 3. Once the issue goes on sale, I’ll link to it in a future preamble.

Review

Scream is no stranger to a larger city. Its use of LA and Hollywood in the franchise’s second sequel, Scream 3 (2000) engaged as a meta-commentary on the horrors of an industry that had hidden and perpetuated a cycle of abuse. With that in mind, the famed self-referential horror series foray into the Big Apple proves to be a mixed blessing. In fact, Scream VI does little to move the needle on commentary for the genre at large, opting instead to reflect on its internal mythology and coast on impressive set pieces.

Picking up a year after the events of Scream (2022), Tara Carpenter (Jenna Ortega) has moved to New York for college with her friends and survivors from the last movie, Chad Meeks (Mason Gooding) and Mindy Meeks (Jasmin Savoy Brown). Meanwhile, Tara’s half-sister, Sam (Melissa Barrera), is finding it difficult to come to terms with her recent experiences, with a revolving door of therapists and a paranoid eye on her sister’s wellbeing. Things become complicated when a new Ghostface (voiced by Roger L. Jackson) starts a murder spree in the Big Apple.

By its own admission, Scream VI is a sequel to a requel (or sequel to the legacy sequel), which is pitched as something unpredictable because it’s working within the confines of a larger franchise and no longer following traditional sequel rules. Paired with a larger setting, Scream VI should have an air of tension.

And yet it often feels like it’s pulling its punches with a lot of its deaths, often poking the audience with a prospect of finality but walking it back sometime after. This imbues the movie with a slightly campy quality that plays like a morbid and darkly comic cartoon. This is a shame, as some of the setups for these deaths are well done.

One sequence takes place on a busy subway ride on Halloween. It proves to be a tense ping-pong match of close-ups between Mindy and Ghostface (the latter hiding amongst a crowd of costumed people from different horror movies). The flickering lighting and dark blue/yellow strobe effects give the sequence a nightmarish quality. It’s the film’s standout sequence and comes closest to the dreamy European flair that typified Wes Craven’s prior instalments.

Another similar sequence comes from a simple scene about a third of the way through. The characters discover a shrine containing all the collector items that have pervaded the entire series. Rather than being an exercise in empty nostalgia, the scene instead plays like a clever bit of meta-commentary as each of the characters contends with their place in the franchise up until this point. The scene punctuated by Brain Tyler’s atonal score makes the wounds of yesterday feel present and alive in subtle and creepy ways.

Along with a scene that dissects Gale Weathers’s (Courtney Cox) place in the franchise and Scream VI engages as a movie that somberly reflects on the internal mythology that’s built the franchise. However, the movie is missing some biting social commentary that pervaded previous entries. The thread about misinformation and conspiracy theories being spread about Sam’s role in the finale of the previous movie feels more superficial than revelatory. Even when the previous instalments swung for the fences (and sometimes missed), I at least admired the reach and scope of the themes of Screams gone by.

Instead, the revelations here only feel novel in a superficial sense, with the temporary tension being wrung out of an increase in the number of killers. And the motives play like a reheat of the killers from Scream 2. This is a shame due to the shrine and the opening sequence feeling like a set-up for a larger Ghostface conspiracy.

And this is the most confounding element of Scream VI. It plays like a streamlined and more adrenalized version of Scream 2, complete with its cast imbuing a lot of charm and fun into their parts. But more often than not, the latest Scream sequel is more fleeting than haunting.

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