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IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Up

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With it’s bright colors, animal characters and a co-protagonist nowhere near puberty, it would be easy to dismiss Up as a kid’s movie. And while there are things in the film that kids will like and cause them to want to watch the movie repeatedly, there are themes, characterizations and nuances that will fly right over the heads of children and smack the adults right in the heart. Up demonstrates that the gifted film-makers at Pixar share something with Peter Jackson besides excellent production values and directorial savvy: They have never made a bad movie. The film features the voices of Ed Asner, Christopher Plummer, Jordan Nagal, Bob Peterson, Delroy Lindo, Elie Doctor and John Ratzenberger.

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The opening act of the film tells us the story of Carl & Ellie Fredricksen and, like WALL-E, is almost devoid of dialog. It’s easy to forget that these characters were generated using computers. Their expressions and actions, underscored by Michael Giacchino’s brilliant music, yank us body and soul into the experience. The end result of this unforgettable piece of storytelling has us thoroughly understanding Carl’s bitterness in the wake of Ellie’s death, and shows the house in which he’s lived his entire adult life about to be consumed by corporate construction that surrounds him like Germans surrounding the Allies at Bastogne.

A young Wilderness Explorer named Russell comes knocking on Carl’s door. He needs his ‘assisting the elderly’ badge but Carl stubbornly refuses to be assisted, instead sending Russell on a snipe hunt. It seems that the men in suits building soulless skyscrapers are about to cart Carl away, but Carl sends his “NUTS!” missive and unleashes his plan, in the form of tens of thousands of balloons that carry him and his house away from the city and towards an adventure he and his wife always sought. Just when he thinks he’s free, however, he finds Russell on his porch, and the resulting story of their journey involves the best interaction between a crotchety old man and a boy coming of age since Gran Turino.

I haven’t even talked about the mad adventurer from Carl’s childhood, the intelligent and mischievous bird I call a snipe for lack of a better term – her name is Kevin – and the sheer awesomeness of Dug. But these things are best experienced rather than discussed. Like most Pixar films, high adventure and nail-biting action are delivered at the same time as powerful storytelling and in-depth character exploration, all wrapped up in that polished, animated package that has become the hallmark of their work. While other studios employ young, handsome and butch actors to headline their big action blockbusters, Pixar continues to buck the trend and go against the grain in a brilliant fashion. Carl Fredericksen joins WALL-E, Marlin the clown fish, Sully & Mike and Buzz & Woody in the veritable pantheon of Pixar’s unlikely but unforgettable heroes. Even Mister Incredible, himself a super-hero, is surprising in the way he transcends standard comic book fare to become truly heroic when he resolves to protect his family both from outside evil and the tension threatening to tear it apart. I’m wandering a bit away from Up, I know, but there is a pattern here. And it’s a pattern of greatness.

I honestly wasn’t expecting WALL-E to be topped so quickly and in such an incredible fashion. Don’t get me wrong: I still love WALL-E, from its science-fiction motif to its social commentary to its touching love story – between robots. But Up captures a pioneering sense of adventure along with demonstrating again the sheer power of the human spirit. Carl Fredricksen, a 79-year-old man, becomes slowly less tethered to the trappings of age as the story progresses. He demonstrates cleverness, a weathered but unbeatable sense of humor and that deep-seated desire never to give up on his dreams. As myopic he might seem at some points, the difference between him and his childhood idol becomes quite clear in short order. Russell could simply exist as a caricature of annoying adolescence, but he shows a surprising depth all his own, and his spirit is a lot like Carl’s in its unwillingness to be stifled or ignored. A lot of the tension between the two comes from having positive but differing goals to which each is equally committed.

Up juxtaposes real comedy with endearing character study the way District 9 juxtaposes blazing sci-fi action with gripping social commentary. Better writing and direction is very difficult to find. I could go on gushing about Up, but suffice it to say it should be on your Netflix queue already, if you don’t own a copy of the film yourself. It is absolutely fantastic. Up is not just a lot of fun and emotionally touching – it’s superlative storytelling and one of the best films of the year.

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Push

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Push came out in the midst of the resurgence of the super-hero film. After the success of X-Men and Spider-Man, and the advent of Heroes on television, there have been super-hero stories both good and bad brought to the big screen. Comparisons between Push and, say, Iron Man are pretty much inevitable. While it doesn’t quite reach those heights, it doesn’t hit the nadir of X-Men Origins: Wolverine either. The film stars Chris Evans, Dakota Fanning, Camilla Belle, Cliff Curtis, Ming-Na and Djimon Hounsou.

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Back in the 1940s, some brilliant and somewhat crazy Germans thought it would be a swell idea to genetically enhance the psychic potential of human subjects in order to weaponize their abilities. After the war, the research continued and was taken over by a mysterious paragovernmental group called the Division. Nick Gant (Chris Evans) is the son of one of their more successful subjects, a Mover. The psychics have rather descriptive titles: Movers are telekinetics, Watchers see possible futures, Shifters cast illusions, Bleeders make you bleed by screaming at you and Pushers literally push their way into your mind, making you think whatever they want you to think and making lies as real as the truth. The list goes on, but that covers most of the major ones. Anyway, Division has had one of its subjects go rogue with a syringe full of a MacGuffin serum and Nick is key to it’s recovery – but since Division gunned down his dad before his eyes, Nick’s not exactly in a helpful mood.

Like most movies I enjoy watching end to end without wanting to wander back onto the Internet, Push has something of a brain in its head. It doesn’t try to impress us with special effects that are overly flashy or out of this world. Despite characters moving massive objects and deflecting bullets with their minds, outfoxing each other’s visions and yelling more than a given character in Dragonball Z, their powers are actually somewhat grounded in reality. This means the audience spends less time suspending their disbelief and are more focused on who these people are and how defined they become by their powers. Naturally, this grounding of the movie leads some people to call Push boring. This being the Internet, those people are entitled to their opinion, just as I am entitled to the opinion that they’re morons.

Dakota Fanning as Cassie the Watcher shows us she’s more than capable of handling a role that involves more than staring at something constructed of CGI and wibbling in prelude to a scream. Cassie’s a jaded, street-smart adolescent whose entire life has been shackled to her ability. Hook, Cliff Curtis’ character, is on the other end of things, using his Shifting to make his life more comfortable and filled with fine wine and beautiful women. Nick’s in the middle, trying to use his telekinesis as an edge in life but trying not to let it be the be-all end-all of his existence. All in all, most of the characters we meet show at least some depth, and their conversations never feel too stilted or flimsy.

But there is a lot of talking in what is probably meant to be a ground-breaking action sci-fi thriller. Push keeps a lot of balls in the air, and it stumbles here and there keeping everything going, which again might lead to idiots in the audience dozing off because the flick’s not violent enough and nobody gets their tits out. To the credit of Push, nothing gets completely dropped and the story never grinds to a complete halt. When Nick develops his idea to fool the Watcher who always seems to be one step ahead of even the prodigious abilities of Cassie, the knowledge we have of his plan keeps us interested until the end. There are lulls here and there as exposition is covered or Djimon Hounsou’s cold and calculating Carver plays mind games with Nick without having to Push the young man at all. There’s a lot of conversation that goes on with one of our heroes holding a gun on the head of someone else, and the action itself is somewhat sparse. You don’t have any of the truly jaw-dropping visuals or white-knuckle moments of other films of this type, but unless you’re popping Ritalin or you’re coming off of a five-hour Halo or Gears of War marathon, you’re not completely bored either.

Push isn’t an award-winning film, but it balances a few good elements with weaknesses that would drag down other stories. The premise isn’t exploring any new territory but it’s executed in a clean, straight-forward and realistic manner that helps it feel fresh. The characters don’t experience huge changes in motivation or show any major growth, but they have enough depth to be interesting and grow just enough to show a little humanity. The powers on display aren’t out to blow our minds in the way of Spider-Man or Hellboy but the Hong Kong setting has enough unique visuals for us Western viewers that over-the-top super-powers aren’t necessary. All in all, it’s like a very good episode of Heroes extended to almost two hours, for better or worse. It’s not a timeless classic or superlative cinema, but after you’ve watched Push, you shouldn’t feel like you’ve wasted your time. It’s not a perfect movie, and the flaws might be too glaring for some people to overcome. However, if you like decent action, supernatural aspects grounded in reality and thirteen year old girls with a streetwise attitude giving advice to cynical adults twice their age, Push is time well spent. I enjoyed it, and if you can forgive some of its flaws and get into its mythology without needing to see people popping adamantium claws or setting folks on fire, you might too.

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Rise: Blood Hunter

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(special request by Monica Flink. Thanks for your support!)

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Vampires killing vampires really isn’t anything new. It’s ground that’s been trod pretty heavily. But while Blade focuses on gadgetry and the badassness of Wesley Snipes, and Underworld deals with the world of normal people as little as possible, Rise: Blood Hunter tells a tight, character-focused tale about a vampire killing other vampires and, all in all, does it pretty well. The film stars Lucy Liu, Michael Chiklis, James, D’Arcy, Carla Gugino, Mako and Marilyn Manson.

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Lucy Liu plays Sadie Blake, a reporter covering a trend in the goth music & “sludge rock” scenes of people throwing over-the-top parties involving blood-drinking. One of her sources, Sadie Rawlins, ends up dead after one of these parties and her father, a cop (Michael Chiklis), becomes driven to uncover the truth behind the murder. Meanwhile, Sadie investigates and catches the attention of the vampires who are using the parties as a smokescreen for their feeding. They interrogate her, then rape and murder her. However, she wakes up in the morgue to discover that not only isn’t she dead, she can’t die by normal means – she throws herself into traffic to find that one out. She’s taken in by a benevolent, renegade vampire who trains her to fight in order to seek vengeance for herself. In the course of her roaring rampage, she encounters Rawlins, and after some tense arguments, they agree to help each other in finishing off the blood-suckers.

While the movie focuses more on characters than cool powers or gizmos, it should be mentioned that the characters are somewhat one-note. With the exception of Lucy Liu, the characters don’t grow or develop much over the course of the film. The cop’s driven, tough as nails and busted up over his daughter. The lead vampire’s an arrogant sex-driven jerk. The rest of the cast doesn’t get a lot of screen-time in which to develop. Carla Gugino’s Eve had potential to be interesting but she is killed off rather arbitrarily. On the one hand, I wanted to see more of her character (and not just because of her lesbian scenes with Lucy Liu), but on the other I believe this was a decision made to show the myopic drive of Lucy’s character and to keep the story moving without weighing it down with a lot of extra characters.

The story does amble along at an admirable pace. Despite it’s brisk clip, however, it doesn’t really go anywhere. The revenge plot isn’t overly complicated, be it dressed in the black skull-bearing gunplay of The Punisher or the sword and sandals epicness of Gladiator. Rise pretty much just gives the plot fangs and sends it on its way. While it’s nice to see a story that isn’t bogged down with glitzy CGI or over-complicated gizmos, the simplicity of the plot doesn’t really make it, or the characters who are a part of it, anything terribly interesting.

There’s one big hole in the plot that I’d be remiss in ignoring. When Sadie’s murdered, she’s left alone in the morgue to fend for herself. We learn later that her becoming a vampire was Eve’s doing. Now, most vampire stories & societies with which I’m familiar have the vampire responsible for the creation present with their offspring to guide them through the transition from breathing & mortal to dead but immortal, which is pretty jarring to say the least. This would especially apply if Eve was fed up with the preening self-centered prick who’d put Sadie in this position in the first place, and wanted to mentor Sadie into becoming the hunter. Instead, Sadie is left to wander around on her own and eventually just kills everybody she meets. Her mentor’s a relatively insignificant character in the grand scheme of things and is given all the development of a Polaroid shaken like a can of spray paint. While having Sadie spend time in the morgue so her family knows she’s dead is an effective tool in her transition, Eve would have made a much more interesting voice of guidance, especially in light of her conversation with Sadie after Sadie becomes a vampire. But, alas, I don’t write screenplays.

Despite these problems, Rise: Blood Hunter is still a solid story, if somewhat straightforward and simplistic. Lucy Liu does a good job of carrying the story, conveying what pathos she can in a few scant scenes that aren’t “Sadie shows up, kills a vampire & leaves,” and she and Chiklis have pretty good chemistry in the handful of scenes they share – although I for one was just waiting for Chiklis to have an excuse to tell us when it was clobberin’ time. The atmosphere is good, the action is grounded and the overall experience, while not setting the world on fire, does its job without overstaying its welcome. If you’re a fan of vampires, revenge plots or Lucy Liu kicking ass, you could do worse than Rise: Blood Hunter.

Did I mention the Carla Gugino/Lucy Liu lesbian scene? I think I did.

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Quarantine

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(special request by Daniel Evan Cochran-Smith. Thanks for your support!)

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So The Blair Witch Project was an indy success and groundbreaking in the horror genre. And everybody loves zombies for one reason or another. Putting the two together is like getting your chocolate in my peanut butter, right? Well, it could be. Quarantine shows us what happens when you actually put chocolate milk, chocolate ice cream and chunky peanut butter together in a blender, forget to secure the lid and power the thing with a glossy portable generator – the concept is tasty, but the execution is a loud, wet mess. The film stars Jennifer Carpenter, Steve Harris, Jay Hernandez, Johnathon Schaech, Rade Šerbedžija and Greg Germann.

Jennifer Carpenter in Quarantine

Angela Vidal is an up-and-coming reporter in Los Angeles who has come to a fire station with her cameraman Scott to spend some time with the firemen. From the beginning, it was hard for me to like Angela. She comes off less as a professional reporter and more like a sorority junior or senior taking a tour of the local frat house, especially with the way some of the firemen treat her. After about ten minutes of farting around and Jake, the most handsome firefighter, hitting pretty incessantly on Angela, the call finally comes in of a medical emergency at an apartment complex. And even on the way there Jake can’t stop talking about how brave he is in an effort to get in Angela’s pants. Then again, if I knew people might live or die based on my arrival at the scene, I might have an erection, too. Anyway, it’s not long after they get into the building that it becomes clear that something is very wrong with the residents, and the building is sealed from the outside with no clear explanation to the hapless residents, the bewildered law enforcement & rescue officers and our somewhat dim heroine. And I use that term loosely.

The movie follows some horror movie tropes that break us out of the intended immersion. For example, if you’re wearing a white shirt & tie, and act like a dick to the people in uniforms, you’re probably going to end up dead. There’s also the pointless dick-measuring shouting matches between Jake and the senior police officer, to the point where the cop pulls out his sidearm and threatens to shoot Jake in the face. While at that point I honestly wouldn’t have minded, doesn’t it occur to these people that there’s something going on just a little more important than who’s in charge? When the CDC types with their creepy Darth Vader-esque breath sounds show up, everybody’s very quick to band together. While this could have come across as a view of the mercurial nature of human relationships in a high stress environment, it’s simply glossed over as everybody in the building who’s still alive gets a big hate on for the government. And then there’s Angela. Every time it seems that stillness is being used effectively in the film, Angela opens her mouth, usually to say something profound like “Didja get that?” It seems that she subcribes to the Richard Thornburg motto of broadcast journalism: Be as colossal a moron as possible.

It’s not all bad. The primary caregiver in the building is a veterenarian who identifies the infection as rabies. He does a good job of remaining calm while everybody around him is losing their shit. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t drawn into the action now and again by the camera work and the acting. The writing stays somewhat mediocre throughout the experience before taking a nosedive at the end, but the actors are convincing and you do feel like this is the kind of situation where people would lose their minds. People tend to panic easily when faced with something they don’t understand, and when weapons aren’t available for the masses to get their killin’ on, they cower and quiver and yell at each other for being stupid. Talk about pots & kettles…

The herky-jerky first-person camera work at times seems very clear and others induces a little vertigo. On more than one occasion we lose track of what’s going on. As the story moves towards it conclusion in the same shambling, aimless and screaming way as the horrors that were once the building’s tenants, we’re teased with tidbits of information explaining the origin of the infection and the nefarious, disturbed mind behind it. That, however, is glossed over in favor of trick photography and more jump-out scares, and we are left in the dark just like the quivering, squealing Angela.

What really bothered me in this end sequence was the tape recorder. When it’s activated, the spools turn slowly and the voice is distorted. Rather than trying to adjust its playback, as most competent people with even a hint of experience with recording devices – cameras for example – might do, both Angela and Scott stare at it blankly like it’s an alien artifact. Angela even goes so far as to say “What the fuck is that?” IT’S A TAPE RECORDER, YOU DUMB BITCH! How about trying to adjust the speed of the tape’s playback so you and we can understand what’s going on, Angela, instead of standing there like an idiot getting intimidated by a voice that, while slowed to a crawl, is still faster than your response time?

Quarantine is a remake of Spanish horror film REC. From what I understand, the American version of the film stripped out a lot of back story that had to do with the Vatican and just stuck with the zombies. The stunned silence from the ending of the film has as much to do with Jennifer Carpenter’s projected desperation, which is effective if a bit late to endear us towards her, as it does with unanswered questions. Did the CDC know what was really going on? Was the Bostonian in the attic working for them, or the doomsday cult we very briefly learn about from the clippings on the wall? We will never know. I recommend you take a pass on Quarantine. The most frightening thing about it is this: if this is what happens when works of foreign filmmakers land in the hands of Hollywood people, what would have happened to District 9?

Josh Loomis can’t always make it to the local megaplex, and thus must turn to alternative forms of cinematic entertainment. There might not be overpriced soda pop & over-buttered popcorn, and it’s unclear if this week’s film came in the mail or was delivered via the dark & mysterious tubes of the Internet. Only one thing is certain… IT CAME FROM NETFLIX.

IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! Special: Changeling Audio

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Despite the fact I’m doing something else for the Escapist’s video contest, I still have this audio from my last IT CAME FROM NETFLIX! feature. If this format isn’t too atrocious, I might do another of these.

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