Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Movies. Show all posts

Sunday, September 07, 2008

"In a world..."

I love voice talent, partly because I have a (very) little bit of it, but mostly because I appreciate it so much. Wielding voice talent can be a thing of beauty, so seemingly simple, yet so very difficult to do well.

The king of voice talent, Don LaFontaine, passed away last week.

Watch this:

Friday, November 09, 2007

BORDER - a Chris Burgard film

If you live in Houston, Sugarland, or Katy, you really need to go see the film BORDER. It will be in Katy on Wednesday, November 14, and in Sugarland and northwest Houston on Thursday, November 15.

I have seen it. The film will open your eyes as to what really happens on our southern border with Mexico. You will see and hear from eyewitnesses about the Minutemen, Coyotes, and FBI agents investigating the film makers. You'll see infrared footage of a mule train (human mules, that is) carrying millions of dollars worth of illegal drugs into our country. And you'll wonder how many OTMs have worked their way into our country.

Chris Burgard was told that he would never get this film made. He proved Hollywood wrong. Of course, there's no way Hollywood will help him out now. But you can. Even if you don't live in Houston, you can buy the DVD.

Sunday, February 25, 2007

79th Annual Academy Awards

As I type, it's still going on, but the best part has already happened; Jennifer Hudson won the award for Best Supporting Actress.

As for the rest, who really cares? Alan Arkin? Happy Feet?

Best joke: Algore feigning self-importance.

UPDATE - Most exquisite moment of Hollywood pretentiousness: camera cut to Stephen Spielberg and Kate Capshaw (among others) pretending to understand what Ennio Morricone was saying in ITALIAN!!! Oh, it was beautiful!

Saturday, December 30, 2006

Dreamgirls

There are three definitive American art forms: jazz, film, and musical theater. Rare is the time any of the three come together. They did so in Chicago in 2002. Like that appropriately-Oscar-winning effort, Dreamgirls uses the same confluence of art to provide a spectacular movie-going experience.

Some preface. I've never seen the original stage version of Dreamgirls (or Chicago, for that matter). So I can't compare what I saw on the big screen to what I might have seen on the stage. And I'm glad, because what I saw on the big screen had me riveted. Right from the start, you know you're about the hear great songs sung by great voices. When the Dreamettes' first chance at something big seems near, you're crushed to see it taken away so quickly.

I won't give you a plot summary. You can find that elsewhere. But I will talk about the casting. Where did they get all these names? Beyonce Knowles, Jamie Foxx, Eddie Murphy, Danny Glover. An outstanding cast that fit their characters perfectly; and not just the leads, but the secondary characters as well. Eddie Murphy did surprisingly well, I thought. (I hope that was his voice and not a dubbing.) And I'll talk about the set design and costuming. You knew what year it was simply by looking at the clothes or the furniture in any given scene. Outstanding.

But, by far, the best part of the film is Jennifer Hudson. Mrs. Light Bulb and I are American Idol fanatics. I say again, fanatics. We were heartbroken the week Jennifer was voted off the third season. To see this young woman in her screen debut, providing the best performace of the film was wonderfully fulfilling. The audience we saw it with cheered at the end of "And I Am Telling You." (I'm serious. I was screaming myself.) This young lady can sing AND act. And if she doesn't win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress this February, I may never watch another Academy Awards telecast again.

Dreamgirls - go see it.

Monday, July 03, 2006

"Superman Returns"

I recommend it. My wife and I saw it today at the Studio Move Grill (which I also recommend). I don't know if the sound was intentionally LOUD (as in a Director choice) or happened to be LOUD (as in a facility setting), but it was LOUD. This served the movie exceedingly well (IMHO), especially during the beautiful opening and title sequence. The explosion of Krypton shook my bones. I'm serious. After the explosion was finished, I turned to look at my wife . . . and realized that I needed to exhale. Evidently I had been holding my breath because the movie was so frighteningly LOUD. Highly cool. (Those of you who know me know my penchant for all things loud when it comes to film audio and exercising my 15 inch subwoofer, so you know that I know of which I write.)

Cast. Spacey was expectedly great. It is always fun to play the bad guy, and you could tell he enjoyed it. Parker Posey, spot on. Kate Bosworth . . . well, Louis Lane is supposed to be an intrepid reporter. Bosworth was not an intrepid reporter. She's pretty, but she just didn't convince me. Routh did well. Let's face it, when casting Superman you're probably not looking for Olivier or Branaugh. You're probably looking for a specific-looking body that has a specific-looking head attached to it that has a brain inside it that can take direction. And he did that well.

The film was beautifully photographed. The flying sequences were AMAZING. The first action sequence (which Singer has admitted was an homage to Donner) was an E-ticket rollercoaster ride. You could tell that bits of the flying were computer generated, but I could get over it. The story was good with a couple of possible directions to go for the next one.

Overall, a definite add to my DVD collection when it appears. Can't wait to see Krypton blow up again.