Film Intel's Final Word

What happened this week and why you shouldn't care.



UK Government Scraps UK Film Council.

Story: Best For Film




Jeremy Hunt (whose surname others have slightly amended) has so far suggested no alternative way of distributing film funding, a slap in the face to a body which has been so successful in ensuring the money was there to generate quality British film over the last few years. A real loss to the British film industry.



Trailer For Snyder's Sucker Punch Hits.

Story: Daemon's Movies




If Snyder is trying to get rid of his 'style over substance' tag, then he's not trying very hard. Having said that... this is style at its very best.



Josh Hutcherson Spider-Man Audition Leaks.

Story: Latino Review




If this hints at the direction that the actual film is taking then all that casting nonsense was for nothing... I'm not seeing it.



And finally...

io9 got their hands on a leaked version of the new trailer for Thor on Thursday (which may have been removed by the time this Final Word hits... sorry about that). If its initial impression is anything to go by then Thor is going to be; roughly 50% longer than it should have been, roughly 50% in slow-motion, roughly 50% about the Marvel universe rather than Thor and roughly 100% a disappointment. Say it's ain't so Joe... erm, Thor.

The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie - DVD Review

'an incredibly rich microcosm, successfully examining what happens when the inspirational becomes the fanciful and the inspired become the knowledgeable'

The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie first turns up rather belatedly onto DVD next week, at a point where its wonderful star is best known for playing Minerva McGonagall in the Harry Potter franchise. Before Maggie Smith turned to wizardry though, she played the titular Miss Brodie in Ronald Neame's rather fantastic feature-length version of a Muriel Spark novel and a Jay Presson Allen play.

Blending in layer upon layer of plot and intense characterisation, Neame balances the seemingly simple idea of a teacher (Smith) who refuses to teach the standard curriculum, with much darker ideas of betrayal, identity, love and aspiration and turns The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie into something much deeper than it first appears.

Preferring 'beauty, art and truth' to anything her conservative school dictates, Smith's Brodie is initially our champion and hero as Neame explores her methods of challenging the system and the sensibilities she inflects on to her susceptible students. It's a heady start of revolution-like education and inspirational lecture and it sets the tone for the steady disintegration of Brodie and her unit.

In any other film, the plot developments in Miss Jean Brodie would be classed as 'twists' but here, they're so artfully managed they simply class as deep and transfixing character development. As Brodie moves more and more into a fantasy land which has no place for the 'conservative education' of her institution, Spark and Allen push her more and more towards needing to experience life through others, namely her gaggle of loyal girls who she believes she has tamed and inspired.

Smith, who won an Oscar for her turn, is wonderful as the neurotic lead who can't decide between lovers Teddy (Robert Stephens) or Gordon (Gordon Jackson), both of whom also excel in quietly supportive ways. Stephens in particular is drenched in enough layers of depth for several characters in weaker films and, despite our distaste for some of his actions, he might actually end up being the most recognisably grounded character in the entire piece.

By its conclusions, when Sandy (Pamela Franklin) starts subtly to come to the fore, Miss Jean Brodie has completely overcome its mid-point lull, blending entirely credible ideas of tragedy and sacrifice into its already brimful melting pot. Neame ends up having created an incredibly rich microcosm in his tiny Edinburgh school, successfully examining what happens when the inspirational becomes the fanciful and the inspired become the knowledgeable.




The Prime Of Miss Jean Brodie is out in the UK on DVD from Monday 2nd August.

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'Miss Jean Brodie and her "girls" are truly the crème de la crème, and the movie hits every note perfectly' - DVD Verdict

A Perfect Getaway - Blu-ray Review

'muddily handled in the extreme, leaving a sense of bewilderment rather than enticement'

In a film in which the highlight ends up being Timothy Olyphant's mastery of the word 'outstanding', there really should be more to like about David Twohy's serial killer thriller A Perfect Getaway. Unfortunately, much of the film is given over to a lengthy setup in which nothing much happens apart from the discovery that a couple are murdering tourists around the Hawaiian islands.

This should lead to plenty of tension and a couple of major reveals but Twohy only manages one half of that equation, giving us his serial killers on a platter having cooked up only one fairly short scene towards the end of the film which registered as even slightly adrenalin pumping. The three couples we know of who could plausibly be the killers (Steve Zahn/Milla Jovovich, Timothy Olyphant/Kiele Sanchez, Chris Hemsworth/Marley Shelton) are also muddily handled in the extreme, leaving a sense of bewilderment rather than enticement once the evil doer's motives are extracted via messy emotional introspection.

A hit and miss cast don't help matters, with Olyphant the only standout in a crowd that meander between being as awful as everything else they've been in recently (Jovovich), to hopelessly miss cast (Zahn), to having little to work with beyond being a slightly damaged-goods wife (Shelton). Sanchez is fine as Olyphant's other half but again feels under-developed whilst soon-to-be Thor Hemsworth is required to do little apart from act tough and grow a beard.

If it seems like most of the blame lies at Twohy's feet then that's because as screenwriter, it absolutely does. Not-so subtle hints such as a pair of hikers telling one of the couples that 'there's plenty of twists and turns ahead' are ladled in at an astonishingly cringe worthy rate, coupled with near-constant reminders that one of the characters is 'really hard to kill' an in-joke that, guess what, eventually gets its payoff. The fact too that Zahn's character just happens to be a screenwriter, indulging in constant conversations about the art form nearly took the biscuit, an oatmeal which was reserved, crumbs and all, for the horribly twee romanticised conclusion.




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'The entire film is meant to play with us, to put us in situations we know nothing about, and in that context, the ending fits just fine' - The King Bulletin, 3/4

Classic Intel: The American President - DVD Review

'blends stately presidential philosophising with a rather attractive love story and a dastardly sense of humour'

Directed by Rob Reiner, the man who has shown several levels to his sense of humour with This Is Spinal Tap, The Princess Bride and When Harry Met Sally, The American President is unsurprisingly a film with a great deal more wit and snappy dialogue than it had any right to be. A rather atypical tale of forbidden love, this time centering on Michael Douglas' widowed United States President and passionate lobbyer Annette Benning, Reiner's film motors along at a heady pace for the most part, its occasionally genius script all but eclipsing the clichéd pitfalls its synopsis suggests.

All of which is almost entirely due to the near-ensemble cast which Reiner assembles, supporting Douglas and Benning with none other than future fictional president Martin Sheen as well as Michael J. Fox, Anna Deavere Smith, David Paymer and the always welcome, Richard Dreyfuss. Douglas and Benning have the chemistry and the former the best lines as charming President Andrew Shepherd but the morality of the presidency is all left to Fox and Sheen, the perfect duo to shout about things to do with loyalty, friendship and the constitution.

Reiner manages all of this with the deft hand of a director who had already made all of the previously mentioned films, as well as A Few Good Men, by the time this hit in 1995. Managing a presidential family as well as strong opposition from Dreyfuss' weasel-like senator, Reiner creates interest in places where there previously was none, magicking up the now-famous rallying speech from Shepherd and the iconic dance which signals the start of the Douglas/Benning relationship.

Towards the end, The American President starts to run out of gas and even in the back-stabbing world of politics, it becomes difficult to believe some of the reactions to Shepherd's new found love. Reiner doesn't make this any easier to take either, piling on Marc Shaiman's Oscar nominated score whilst increasing the gloom level with near-constant mood reflecting rainstorms. It's one of his few miss-steps and momentum is regained with Shepherd's speech in a film which successfully blends stately presidential philosophising with a rather attractive love story and a dastardly sense of humour. Like the two leads, this may have aged slightly, but it's still, really rather attractive.




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'If only Obama was as cool as Michael Douglas' - Dan The Man's Movie Reviews, 8.5/10

Coco Before Chanel - Blu-ray Review

'never threatens to ignite dramatically or visually'

Biopics tend to be one of the more respected genres in the film industry, whether that be during the awards season of on an everyday critical basis. There's obviously something about their real-world glamour and lofty ambition that singles them out, over and above genres such as the notoriously under-represented horror for example or, dare you say it, the comedy. When done badly though, biopics can be as difficult to stomach as watching Gerard Butler and Jennifer Aniston handcuffed to one another, a fact unfortunately represented in Coco Before Chanel, a French film detailing the early life of fashion icon, Gabrielle 'Coco' Chanel.

Taking a rather literal approach to Chanel's early life, the main problem with Anne Fontaine's film is its distinct lack of excitement, drama or anything even approaching distraction at some points. In a constantly flat, cold and detached first half, little of note actually happens and any relief to be gained from Benoît Poelvoorde's lively performance as Chanel's first love interest is quickly snuffed out, as stoical Audrey Tautou (as Chanel) drags him down to her level of inertia.

Tautou, required here to flick between egregious outbursts of moody passion and quiet disinterest, struggles distinctly to imbue Coco with anything but a stereotypical stoicism that pulls down not only Poelvoorde but typically anybody required to interact with her. Thankfully, in terms of performance, this does change when second lover Arthur Capel (Alessandro Nivola) arrives on the scene but whilst Tautou begins to show more range, her character seems never-changing and if this film is to teach us one thing about Chanel it's that she rarely smiled and seems a generally unsatisfying person to be around.

Which all leads to a film which holds a similar experience. Despite some good work from Poelvoorde in the first half and an excellent turn from Nivola in the second, combined with Tautou's recovery, Coco Before Chanel never threatens to ignite dramatically or visually and ends with Fontaine's hand almost being forced into showing us a catwalk show, if only to inject some much needed vigour and colour into a film distinctly lacking in both. The biopic is still the king of Hollywood but if it's done as flat and lifelessly as this more often, Butler and Aniston will soon catch up.




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'Coco Before Chanel falls into the same trap that snares a lot of biopics, namely the assumption that the most interesting thing about an interesting person is their sexual partners, which is rarely the case' - The Flick Chick, 2/4

The Crazies - Blu-ray Review

'a horror film that feels more expansive than the confines of its 'lonely town in the Mid-West' setup'

The Crazies has gained the largely positive reputation of being the classic horror remake that it's OK to like, a byline that, whilst quite fitting for Breck Eisner's remake of George Romero's 1973 film, is hardly a heady stamp of approval as to its overall quality.

Despite being lumbered with the 'remake' tag and everything that brings, credit is due to Eisner for his efforts to break away from Romero's original vision and establish his own style of film in an over-crowded marketplace. Plumbing for constant wide angle shots and several moments of artistic indulgence from cinematographer Maxime Alexandre, Eisner creates a horror film that feels more expansive than the confines of its 'lonely town in the Mid-West' setup, perhaps even reaching out to broaden its appeal beyond the core horror fan base and into more regular thriller territory, despite what the marketing campaign wants you to believe.

Eisner's problem with this approach however, is that, in the end, he hasn't made a particularly scary horror film. Several great shots of crazy townsfolk lurking in the shadows are atmospheric and ratchet up the tension but beyond one or two 'jumps' and the same number of extended key scenes or gore moments, The Crazies only scares about half as much as it thrills.

Thankfully though, Eisner has got the stars to save The Crazies from inertia and Timothy Olyphant and Radha Mitchell make the film work on several levels, turning in sympathetic performances as the town sheriff and doctor respectively. Olyphant is quickly becoming a star in his own right and a compare and contrast between this and his last role in A Perfect Getaway shows that he's an actor with both range and presence. Mitchell has done this sort of stuff before in, most notably, Silent Hill, but also brings elements of her performances from Man On Fire and Pitch Black into play, again producing a very human performance which never becomes annoying or threatens to be marginalised.

Whilst not quite the out-and-out horror film that it initially seemed to be then, The Crazies is a successful remake and a admirably paranoid thriller, released perhaps a smidgen too late to capitalise on the pre-Obama governmental scepticism and lacking the need for more drama to lift it to the next level.




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'The one thing the Crazies have going for them is that you can't tell at first who's been infected and who hasn't. This is the trump card that this film doesn't use enough' - Slacker Cinema, 3/5

Trailer Of The Week - Week #30

If you enjoyed Ben Affleck's Gone Baby Gone as much as we did then you might want to prepare yourselves to get very excited. The Town, Affleck's next project, had its trailer released online this week having aired before certain performances of Inception in the US. Returning to his native Boston, the story, which Affleck co-adapted from Chuck Hogan's book Prince Of Thieves, revolves around a gang of bank robbers and their relationship to a single woman who could bring them all down. The bad news? Affleck is also starring in the film alongside Jeremy Renner, Chris Cooper and Rebecca Hall. His acting (and acting choices) have improved recently but we still don't think he's a sure bet. File in the 'cautiously optimistic' folder.





Trailer Of The Week is a regular Film Intel feature which picks a different tasty trailer of delectable goodness every week and presents it on Sunday for your viewing pleasure. Sometimes old, sometimes new, sometimes major, sometimes independent, sometimes brilliant, sometimes a load of old bobbins: always guaranteed to entertain. If you want to make a suggestion for Trailer Of The Week, see the contact us page.

Armored - Blu-ray Review

'a rather bog standard examination of evil men being evil'

With a cast comprising the perfect collection of action B-movie usual suspects (Matt Dillon, Jean Reno, Laurence Fishburne, Amaury Nolasco, Fred Ward), you would have thought that Predators director Nimród Antal could have conjured something more successful than this rather drab take on the 'heist-gone-wrong' genre. As it is, Armored (retaining the American spelling for its UK release) doesn't turn out to be a bad film, just one lacking in any new ideas, distinct visual flourishes or, basically, a reason for you to stay awake.

For those who do manage to delay their slumber, the opening to Armored is basically well crafted, seeing the majority of the above gang hijacking a security truck from the company they work for, dragging in reluctant accomplice Ty (Columbus Short) to help them out. Inevitably, things don't go to plan and it isn't long before Armored becomes a sub-par Reservoir Dogs, albeit with added genre cliches (is that a policeman coming to check if everything is OK I see?) and again, a rather bog standard examination of evil men being evil.

Another of the problems that Armored faces and doesn't entirely overcome though is that these men don't really appear evil enough and certainly don't scare enough to leave you quaking in your boots. Dillon takes centre stage and yes, he's got presence and can carry off soliloquy-like dialogue but he also blots out everything else, criminally marginalising Reno and, to a lesser degree, Fishburne.

In truth, as Armored develops the conflicts within the group, there are some scenes of notable tension which are well managed if a little unbelievable in terms of how they're set up. Antal's film certainly isn't a complete dud: with a cast like this, there's always something happening in the wings that at least threatens to be interesting, but the director just doesn't do enough with the gifts he's been given and produces an action film which will be forgotten as the popcorn fodder it is within minutes of the credits.




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'a brilliant piece of escapism, that, despite not being exceptionally memorable, is sure to both thrill and entertain any action fan' - Good Film Guide, 8/10

Picnic At Hanging Rock - Blu-ray Review

'laced with an unknown threat and a real appreciation by Weir of how to unsettle an audience'

A revered classic of Australian cinema, credited by many as being the first film to receive acclaim in the international arena, Peter Weir's 1975 film is also remarkable in its wider influence on the mystery thriller as a whole. Taking the plight of the disappearance of three school girls and their teacher as its base, Picnic At Hanging Rock brings in themes on the power of dreams, of freedom and of institutionalism, without ever suggesting a conclusion to any of the questions it raises. Indeed, Weir's film is incredibly brave, even in modern terms, in simply presenting material and occurrences and leaving audiences to judge the drip-fed facts from there.

That Picnic does all of this inside a distinctly individual aesthetic, created in a dream-like state of floating natural shots and eerie string music, is all the more praise to Weir's creative talent and well-delivered visual mastery. Picnic is a film which shoots for the ethereal and, unlike some efforts, succeeds in not marginalising its content with whimsical flights of fancy.

Indeed, whilst the film is eager to emphasise its dream-like nature (within the first few moments someone has uttered the line 'like a dream within a dream'), some moments are more nightmarish, leaving a distinct feeling of unease as the story of the girl's disappearance winds back into a look at their college and brief glances at townsfolk invested in some way in their vanishing. The second attempt to find the girls on the rock by Michael and Albert (Dominic Guard and John Jarratt) and the return of a certain character to the college are particularly haunting and powerful scenes, laced with an unknown threat and a real appreciation by Weir of how to unsettle an audience.

In the director's cut, shorter than the original version by eight minutes, running to just one-hundred and seven in total, it's a shame that a decent amount of the running time is given over to the opening which mixes in far too much severely dated panpipe music with a detailed look at the girls disappearing which borders on the ponderous. After this is over though, the film quickly becomes terrifyingly gripping, producing an enigma of a mystery film which is less about the perhaps miraculous and fatalistic 'how' and much more about the ambiguous 'why'.




Picnic At Hanging Rock will be available in the UK from 26th July 2010 on Director's Cut Blu-ray

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'Go into this one to partake in the atmosphere that soaks through the entire movie and you will not be displeased' - Row Three

The Box - DVD Review

'frustrating to watch Kelly consistently go one step further than he should, creating a vision that whilst impressive in its influences and unique in its dedication to them, is almost too muddled to recommend'

Following up Donnie Darko and Southland Tales, The Box is director Richard Kelly's latest film of ambitious reach and scope, based on an ostensibly high-concept base. As such, if you're looking for something different, something which plays itself a little straighter perhaps, then you need not apply here, Kelly sticking very much to his mantra of testing his audience with incredible plot contrivances and a distinct lack of verifiable 'answers'.

Which, on one side of the fence, is a very brave move indeed, eschewing typical Hollywood conventions and offering up something that turns from paranoid thriller to supernatural, theological, musings on the human condition. What doesn't help here is Kelly's style which, bizarrely, feels less refined than in his early films, Donnie Darko in particular. As the tale spirals from husband and wife team Norma and Arthur (Cameron Diaz and James Marsden) deciding whether or not to press Frank Langella's buttons, we're presented with several customary twists and bends in the narrative. Nothing new there then. The problem is that whilst in Donnie Darko Kelly seemed to have everything under control, even if we didn't, here that doesn't seem to be the case and the plot lurches from one focus to another without apparently caring about its disjointed nature.

Marsden and, in particular, Diaz cope very well with this and as their characters develop from a couple under pressure to a couple in trouble, they react realistically and authoritatively. By the end, despite all that goes before from Kelly, you do really care about Norma and Arthur and significant credit is due to the leads for making this so. Langella, under-used and in the end marginalised by Kelly's story, is also quietly brilliant in a role which requires much more understatement than his turn as Nixon.

Entertaining then certainly, and seeing Kelly trying to create his sub-X-Files and The Twilight Zone world is a joy. Having said that, it's also a frustration to watch him consistently go one step further than he should, creating a vision that whilst impressive in its influences and unique in its dedication to them, is almost too muddled to recommend, saved as it is only by several quite outstanding performances and particularly well realised characters.




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'Some audiences will fall immediately in love with its clever pacing and refusal to stick to one genre- others become greatly annoyed' - The Green Light, 3/5

Exam - Blu-ray Review

'a genre-bending delight of a British film which aspires high and very nearly reaches its mark'

Eight people, in a room, trying to answer a question that is not there. It's a simple but compelling premise for a largely simple and largely compelling film, blending together elements of other indie efforts of this ilk (Cube most obviously springs to mind) with a futuristic, sci-fi like leaning and a definite knowledge and penchant for everyday horror. In case you haven't gathered already, Exam is a genre-bending delight of a British film which aspires high and very nearly reaches its mark.

In order to pull off his single-room, real time thriller, writer/director Stuart Hazeldine needs a reliable, functional cast, one who are up to performing against a pressure more akin to the stage than the screen. He gets it, and led by a surprisingly virtuoso performance from Luke Mably, Hazeldine's ensemble are varied and convincing enough to delight, surprise and entertain. Mably's character White, is the type of self-affronting arse hole we've all met in life at one point or another, be it at a job interview or in the queue for the chippy, he's denigrating and unlikable but equally compellingly watchable, turning in a performance with presence that anchors, perhaps even drives, the piece as a whole and the characters as individuals.

Perhaps though, the problems with White as a whole spread to the group en masse. In all eight people present in the room there's no-one really to root for, no-one to delight in when they win or cry over when they fail. Maybe that's real life and Hazeldine doesn't offer us a hero because there aren't any but, whatever the reason, vast amounts of tension are lost because too many characters qualify as passive support, which we just don't care about.

Exam's other main problem is that come the end, under pressure from its almost remarkable middle third and strong setup, it's almost forced to pull a rabbit out of a hat. It tries its best, but ultimately, struggles to deliver something amazing enough to convince us that the effort that preceded it was entirely worth all the strife. When you have drama this original though, it almost doesn't matter and Hazeldine and co have produced a brave and particularly well acted thriller, that everyone can walk away from with a lot of credit.




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'Mably is compelling and the standout among the cast, as his de facto antagonist drives the action' - Rival Robot, 4/5

Inception - Cinema Review

'an intelligent, expansive and introspective thriller that, like all of Nolan's films to date, looks to the inner soul as much as it does the outer world'

With an intense and clever marketing campaign that left plenty of room for a lot of people to be very disappointed, Inception arrived at the box office this weekend as another Christopher Nolan film under pressure to thrill, to chill, to succeed and, more than that, perhaps to even be a masterpiece. Like The Dark Knight before it, Inception over the last few weeks could perhaps have been relabelled Saturation, leaving a film that to many, would only hold up if it could unequivocally claim the 'Best. Film. Ever' tag from whatever movie currently holds that for each individual.

What luck then, that Inception has turned out to be rather good indeed: an intelligent, expansive and introspective thriller that, like all of Nolan's films to date, looks to the inner soul as much as it does the outer world. In a story that introduces a little too much originality for the occasionally exposition-heavy script to keep up with, Nolan blends The Matrix with philosophy in a less heavy-handed way than the Wachowskis could ever dream of, adding in pinches Sartre and Plato like dashes of subtle flavouring in his signature dish. If nothing else (and there's an argument that Inception is actually, everything else) this is a thriller crafted with real care, attention, love and originality. Nolan hasn't stopped at making something which will 'thrill' us, he's gone one step further.

This change in the game, this willingness to go the step further that another director wouldn't have, is signalled by Nolan's cast choices, not a single one of which disappointed, under performed or felt out of place in an 'A' list film. Tom Hardy makes his case to be Hollywood's next Brit-imported action star, Ellen Page officially outgrows Juno and turns in a confident performance, potentially more important than any other single role. Ken Wantanabe, under-used in Batman Begins is perfect, thespian-like, here in his expanded role whilst Joseph Gordon-Levitt holds his own and adds depth to Leonardo DiCaprio's starring turn. And what a starring turn.

What the trailer only hinted at, the full version confirms: if there's an actor that has grown more, learned more and developed more over the last ten years or so than DiCaprio then reveal him now or forever hold your peace. Cobb is a rare role but the man who once sank a thousand ships, clobbers him with depth and a barely hidden emotion that he's happy enough to let others (Page and Marion Cotillard in particular) draw out, teasing the audience as they do. Cotillard, by the way, is also spectacular, taking on arguably the most challenging role and certainly her most challenging to date, by turns unlikable, threatening, devoted and bubbling with malicious love.

More than many other creations though, the praise for Inception must sit almost exclusively at Nolan's feet. In another's hands, this could have been a bog-standard thriller but, ever the perfectionist, that isn't enough for the man who made us think twice with Memento and makes us think many more times than that with Inception. Originality of vision is a rare thing indeed, treating the audience with an intelligent respect, much rarer. Nolan isn't going to hold your hand through this, he isn't going to explain everything with title cards at the end or have a hitherto unheard of character walk on and make everything OK. This is cinema for you to question and delight in doing so. This is cinema for you to lap up, ask for more, watch again and leave emotionally involved with everything you've just seen. This is daring and original and disconcerting. This is, most probably, a masterpiece.




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'spends so much time explaining—and explaining, and explaining—the rules of its narrative conceit that it fails to either emotionally engage or... viscerally thrill' - Slant Magazine (Nick Schager), 1.5/4

Trailer Of The Week - Week #29

This week saw the release of the first batch of images from the 30 Days Of Night sequel, Dark Days. Call us judgemental but they don't look awfully attractive. In fact; they look cheap, lacking any sort of visual flourish and basically, very much like there's a rather bad film on the way. Which is a real shame because the first film was an under-rated gem that blended some clever slasher-horror with brilliant and unique visuals and an extremely brave conclusion. The trailer for this rather fantastic film can be found below. Lets use it to ward off the Dark Days ahead hey?





Trailer Of The Week is a regular Film Intel feature which picks a different tasty trailer of delectable goodness every week and presents it on Sunday for your viewing pleasure. Sometimes old, sometimes new, sometimes major, sometimes independent, sometimes brilliant, sometimes a load of old bobbins: always guaranteed to entertain. If you want to make a suggestion for Trailer Of The Week, see the contact us page.

Film Intel's Final Word

What happened this week and why you shouldn't care.



Norton And Marvel Part Company. Split Not Amicable.

Story: The Telegraph




We hate seeing stuff like this. Why do studio bigwigs thing it is OK to start flinging mud in public? Have your arguments in private, you wouldn't like Ed when he's angry.



Ruffalo Latest Surprising Name For Marvel's Avengers.

Story: Nerdles




Directly related to the above, this rather caught us (and everybody else) by surprise this week. Apparently, the story of the next Hulk film will be an indie, revolving around Hulk trying to get to grips with the fact that he is a father after his baby Hulks decide to bring him into their lives. Or, we may have got confused somewhat.



Noel Clarke Eyes Sci-Fi Next.

Story: Empire




Which reflects the growing trend for young directors to expand their horizons and take on different genres. Coming next from Robert Rodriguez: Machete 2: A Love Story.



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From the files of 'why the hell is this happening?' and 'we certainly do not want to see this', Ghost Rider 2 has been confirmed according to Slash Film with Nicholas 'I emphasis the end of EVERY SENTENCE' Cage confirmed as returning. Neveldine and Taylor, the directorial duo behind Crank, will direct in what people are already calling 'The Worst Film. Ever'.

Mega Piranha - Cinema Review

'shoots for pulpy B-movie charm but misses by some distance, instead hitting pulpy B-movie mess'

Much like its recent horror counterpart Psychosis, Mega Piranha starts off better than one could be forgiven for expecting, with some nice photography and a quick pace about it that suggests this might be the kind of quick-fire B-movie thrill ride you secretly enjoy, but publicly won't even admit to having seen. Disappointingly though, this is followed up all of two minutes later with a boat load of half naked women, some stunningly bad acting, choppy and occasionally completely missing sound editing and a general sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach as you realise what you've let yourself in for when you sat down to watch this.

Fronted by a combination of ex-pop star Tiffany and journeyman action-beefcake Paul Logan, Mega Piranha shoots for pulpy B-movie charm but misses by some distance, instead hitting pulpy B-movie mess during one of it's 'blow everything up but only with some really poor CGI' moments of madness. There are many of those moments, featuring some fish which look like they were created in Microsoft Paint and, less forgivably, some helicopters which look even worse. Visually, it's a mess and at no point was any of it even clear enough to be entertaining, let alone recognisable.

Even worse than all this is the script which, whilst never aspiring too high, should at least offer up more original moments than 'this just got real!', the worst, most overused and least meaningful phrase in action movie history. Logan delivers everything through the same tight-lipped mumble, inspiring not a whole load of inspiration in the audience and certainly garnering little to no support from his fellow cast.

The one exception to that is Tiffany who has done this sort of stuff before but never made it into anything more mainstream. She throws herself at the merciless task of portraying the scientist who created the fish and now must stop them, with admirable dedication and vigour unbecoming a venture where everyone knows they're making tosh and is only too happy to contribute their own version of awfulness to the pot. Kudos indeed then to the pop star who out acts the actors. A rarefied breed. As indeed, are good B-movies.




Mega Piranha is out in UK cinemas from 16th July. Its DVD release will follow on 8th August.

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'There are scenes that scream spoof, then scenes that scream serious – tonally it’s all over the place. At least Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus seemed to be having fun with the concept, Mega Piranha is way too stoic for what should be a camp film and as so it fails to generate as much FUN as it’s predecessor' - Blogomatic3000

Psychosis - DVD Review

'a down and dirty horror film which tries to hide its clichés by experimenting with a sexual undertone in the most lewd and unsatisfying way possible'

Approaching Psychosis with basically little knowledge of what it was or how it came into being, the opening fifteen minutes surprised me by being actually rather decent, if slightly paint-by-numbers, horror. Five peace activists are camping out in the woods, intent on stopping a motorway being built through it. There's someone watching them from the bushes. Cue some basically well shot and tense slasher moments, albeit rather amateurishly acted by the star-less cast.

Unfortunately, as the film moves on, the directing, tone, style and plot all start to slowly slide down until they're on a par with the acting which, Charisma Carpenter aside, is abysmal throughout. This is a shame because you can see how Carpenter possibly thought this might be the film to put her back on the map, having done little of a permanent or notable basis since Angel finished back in 2004.

What was needed for that to happen however, was at least a half-decent co-star which she doesn't get in the form of British model Paul Sculfor, turning in a mumbling and entirely unconvincing performance as Carpenter's spouse. Elsewhere, Justin Hawkins (yes, he of The Darkness) turns up for no apparent reason other than to say he's been in a film and extra support from Ricci Harnett, Ty Glaser and Bernard Kay threatens to materialise but never does.

It all makes for what in the end is a rather painful viewing experience of a down and dirty horror film which tries to hide its clichés by experimenting with a sexual undertone in the most lewd and unsatisfying way possible. Writer/Director Reg Traviss has an ending which he's obviously proud of but by that point, it'll be a miracle if you care and more a case of luck than judgement if you're still awake. Deeply disappointing, wavering in almost every department and one of those films where the only plus point one can find, is the musical score.




Psychosis is out on DVD in the UK from 19th July

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'You know a film is on the wrong track when a key scene involves a scraggly baddie exposing his penis to the heroine, and the film’s tone (and music) suggests we are not supposed to laugh' - Obsessed With Film

The Karate Kid - Cinema Review

'relies on its few action sequences and the chemistry between Chan and Smith to save it from abject failure'

The Karate Kid is one of those remakes that just didn't really seem to make sense. Although a cult favourite, the original 1984 film staring Ralph Macchio and Pat Morita hardly seemed prime property to revisit. Then Jackie Chan and Jaden Smith were signed up to star, the film made a colossal amount at the US box office and all seemed right with the world. Of course, for all to truly be right with world, The Karate Kid would have to also be, like most remakes, a pretty awful film, cynically designed to cash in on old fan's and new parent's wallets alike. Thankfully, for those keeping watch on the 'right with the world' count, this sentiment is also true.

The Karate Kid's problems begin pretty early on, as soon as Taraji P. Henson opens her mouth actually. Henson was great in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button amongst other smaller roles but here she is woefully poor, displaying no chemistry with her on-screen son, Dre (Smith) and dead-panning most lines as if from an auto-cue. It's not a great start and, although Henson does pick up later, this coupled with a really slow build up, leaves you struggling to get into the film.

Pace, in fact, is something which The Karate Kid struggles with throughout. The amount of scenes which seem unnecessary or favour dialogue over visuals or action are numerous and in our screening, younger members of the audience were beginning to fidget and lose interest. At twenty minutes over two hours, it is extremely baggy and cutting it down to a more manageable and kid friendly run time seems an obvious option not taken by a director (Harald Zwart) whose last film was The Pink Panther 2.

If you're going to have a dialogue heavy film, the one precursor is that the script must be able to hold it all together. The Karate Kid's doesn't and time and again resorts to cliches and things conveniently happening in just the right locations to function. If this was real life, the amount of times that something crucial happened right outside Mr. Han's (Jackie Chan) front door would give tourists everywhere a new attraction to flock to.

What all this leads to is a film which relies on its few action sequences and the chemistry between Chan and Smith to save it from abject failure. Thankfully, both of these facets deliver and when Chan and Smith are together on screen their dynamic is genuine and occasionally touching. The action, when it arrives, is more brutal than one could be forgiven for expecting in a PG film but it is well choreographed and never feels over-the-top. If your kids can survive the monotonous first half then the payoff will most likely reward them but for fans of the original or the older movie watcher, there's nothing new here and little to hold your interest or perk up your excitement levels.




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'there are many people out there, myself included, who are against the idea of taking a perfectly fine movie franchise and redoing it so they can "modernize" the characters and the storyline. Why are they/we against it? Because the result is a movie like this' - Geek Boy Movie News, C-

Short Film Watch: Oktopodi

All this talk over the weekend about Paul, the psychic octopus, made us think that maybe there's something about the intelligence level of your average cephalopod that we're under estimating. Take Oktopodi for example. The brain child of a group of student filmmakers, several of whom worked on recent US smash, Despicable Me, this short tale of eight-legged love sees two Octopi fighting against a chef for the right to live. Not only is the film rather hilarious and charming but it is also an Oscar nominee, losing out only to festival darling La maison en petits cubes at the 2009 awards. You see, they've kept it a secret for a while, but every so often, something of the true Octopus seeps out.


Sherlock Holmes - Blu-ray Review

'Downey's Holmes blends together elements of Tony Stark and that of two captains; Shatner's Kirk and Depp's Sparrow'

Diving in to the heart of the film with hardly a pause for some well-integrated credits, Guy Ritchie's update on the Sherlock Holmes story is fun, fast and frolicking, without ever forgetting that it needs a meaty mystery to tie it all together. A major success at the box office (it sits 70th on the all time worldwide list, just a few small millions short of The Simpsons Movie), this murder-mystery cum Robert Downey Jr. vehicle, revels and delights in the same sense of humour-meets-fun-meets-action combination that made Iron Man such a success.

Iron Man is actually an apt comparison as Downey's Holmes, apparently not desperate for a bit of cash, blends together elements of Tony Stark and that of two captains; Shatner's Kirk and his obsessive received pronunciation speech and Depp's Sparrow with all his beguiling tics and manic charm. The effect is not displeasing and although Downey Jr. could do with doing something a little different every now and again (playing the villain perhaps), spending a couple of hours in his company nowadays never seems to be an unsatisfying experience.

Of the support, Jude Law is well cast as Watson and personifies Downey's antithesis to a very effective degree. The script by Michael Robert Johnson, Anthony Peckham and Simon Kinberg is well written and fully developed but wisely leaves both lead turns with plenty of room for development and manoeuvre, something which Law grabs with both hands. Mark Strong is perfect as nefarious evil-doer Lord Blackwood and it's also nice to see Eddie Marsan in a fairly big role as Inspector Lestrade although his influence on the plot is disappointingly minor. The female presence in Holmes is represented almost solely by Rachel McAdams and Kelly Reilly in roles that, whilst emanating slightly more depth than they could have, almost boil down to being love interests. It's an indicative problem with Hollywood at large, rather than this film in particular, that yet another blockbuster has its two talented female leads as the damsel in distress and the devoted wife-to-be respectfully.

Whilst Holmes' plot can occasionally sound like a scene from Harry Potter, all 'dark arts' and the mysteries of the occult, there's enough tangible mystery to keep those of us less bothered with the fantasy elements interested and happily, Ritchie and his scriptwriters have enough intelligence about them to provide a satisfying end that feels like a somewhat nostalgic nod to the Holmes of old. In this iteration Sherlock might have bulked up and he certainly isn't afraid of getting his hands dirty, but equally none of the charm of the period, of the high vs low society class divide and of the simple pleasure in watching a mystery solved before you, has been lost or forgotten.




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The Incredible Suit, (possibly doing his best to negatively review Sherlock Holmes, possibly doing his best to incite a suit of the libel kind from Jude Law) suggests a few things you can buy instead of Sherlock Holmes here.

Trailer Of The Week - Week #28

Watching In The Electric Mist last week, we became very interested in the phenomenon of films with big-name actors which inexplicably disappear into the cavern known as 'straight to DVD'. Such appears to be the fate that awaits The Greatest, having only scored a very limited run in the US and having thus far failed to secure distribution in the UK. The big name casualties here look set to be Pierce Brosnan, Susan Sarandon and Carey Mulligan (as well as Johnny Simmons, featured in this article earlier in the week) in a tale that looks slightly schmaltzy but which surely has enough star power and emotional oomph to afford it a touch more publicity than it received. Be sure to look out for it in all good bargain bins at some point soon.



Trailer Of The Week is a regular Film Intel feature which picks a different tasty trailer of delectable goodness every week and presents it on Sunday for your viewing pleasure. Sometimes old, sometimes new, sometimes major, sometimes independent, sometimes brilliant, sometimes a load of old bobbins: always guaranteed to entertain. If you want to make a suggestion for Trailer Of The Week, see the contact us page.

Film Intel's Final Word

What happened this week and why you shouldn't care.



Lindsay Lohan Sentenced, Cries In Court, Tweets About Unfairness Of 'The System'.

Story: BBC & Stuff.co.nz




As we said on Twitter during the week - the only thing we really feel comfortable saying about this is, 'oh dear'.



Danny Trejo In Next Harold And Kumar Film.

Story: /Film




Great casting. The announcement we're most hoping for now is that in a piece of drastic cross-over, Trejo will be playing Machete, killing the annoying stoners off at the end.



Sweeney Rumours Start Up Again. Big Names Mentioned.

Story: Empire




Our analysis of this runs as follows: remaking an old series means star power is needed to bring in a younger audience. Thus, throw some names at some publications and see if anyone gets excited before you commit to saving the project from development hell. About right?



And finally...

Total Film got the world excited this week with a tweet claiming that the 5th July was 'future day' before later publishing an article claiming it was all an elaborate 'hoax'. Now, we'll admit to still being slightly confused about what the actual truth is in this matter but one thing we're clear on is this: 'hoax' does not mean the same thing as 'mistake'.

[Rec] - DVD Review

'largely a missed opportunity with much of the tension squandered into generic arguments between a group of people in an extreme situation'

With Timecrimes, The Orphanage and the two [Rec] films, Spanish horror has enjoyed a rather golden few years of good reviews and positive audience reaction to its output. [Rec] in particular has been at the forefront of this with glowing critical praise from horror fans and print critics alike, a Hollywood remake in Quarantine and a sequel which seems to have garnered similarly positive results.

Which, to me is all a bit of a mystery because besides an above average setup and initial concept, I found [Rec] to largely be a missed opportunity with much of the tension squandered into generic arguments between a group of people in an extreme situation. For a horror film that promises you will 'Experience Fear' on its DVD case and which has apparently been described as 'the scariest film ever' (yes, that old chestnut), I jumped only once and, despite some tense moments, initially got the feeling from Ángela (Manuela Velasco), our main protagonist, that everything was going to be alright in the end.

This isn't bravado speaking (I thought The Orphanage was both fantastic and terrifying and jumped several times) or even the voice of a seasoned horror fan but more that of someone who perhaps knew what to expect from [Rec] and received nothing to disrupt those expectations. The early moments, slow and mundane with Velasco reporting as if at the scene of a 'normal' incident, are tense because we know something is about to shock us. Then it does. We also suspect similar things when our plucky heroes make it into an apartment block to confront a sick woman or when a character tries to get close to a decidedly evil-looking little girl. We know it won't end well and, lo and behold, it doesn't.

On the positive side, Velasco's performance was fairly strong and certainly enough to maintain my interest and I found her Ángela to be a character that was feisty enough to not be a damsel in distress but sympathetic enough to cheer for. The general premise of the claustrophobic apartment building too, is made for horror excitement and I shall certainly search out [Rec] 2 out of base level curiosity and as a complimentary piece to a finale which tries to draw in more than it has time to properly develop. For this first effort though, I didn't have my horror boundaries expanded in the same way as, say, when watching The Orphanage, nor did I ever feel that this was a film that added something unexpected or fresh to the genre in the way that that film did so successfully.




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'The ending is ridiculously scary; in fact, it’s one of the creepiest and most intense moments I’ve seen in any horror film' - Hugo Stiglitz Makes Movies

The Book Of Eli - DVD Review

'Eli largely delivers what you're looking for in generous helpings of knife-flashing action and gravel-throated conversation pieces'

With Gary Oldman and Denzel Washington pulling it along, it's difficult to see how The Book Of Eli could ever have been a failure. Washington is one of the few actors who typically guarantees at least mediocrity (The Taking Of Pelham 123) and occasionally elevates generic thrillers to something more than their synopsis (Man On Fire), whilst Oldman is one of the only actors in business today who can genuinely swap between the hero (The Dark Knight) and the villain (Air Force One) at the flick of a switch. Add in the return of The Hughes Brothers (Albert and Allen, absent as a pair since 2001's From Hell) and you're on your way to a very decent vehicle indeed.

Through some great cinematography and solid turns from the leading duo, Eli largely delivers what you're looking for in generous helpings of knife-flashing action and gravel-throated conversation pieces. Cinematographer Don Burgess, whose earlier work hardly marks him out as a master of landscapes (Fools Gold or Christmas With The Kranks anyone?), turns in what could almost be counted as a token cameo here, photographing a barren post apocalyptic America in sepia tones which work because he has the conviction to continue them right the way through. When we aren't looking at gorgeous visuals, the brothers Hughes produce some nice but fleeting moments of action, with Eli's early dispatching of a group of muggers wielding, amongst other things, a chainsaw, a real highlight.

Like most action thrillers of this ilk though, Eli is not short of its problems either, problems which neither Washington or Oldman can entirely pull the film up from. Mila Kunis is just OK in terms of her general acting but her performance is severely hampered by the fact that nothing about her here screams 'post apocalyptic desolation', rather, in aviator shades, chic scarves, and straightened hair, she appears to have been transplanted from the catwalks of Milan. This creates a wavering of tone that is further complicated by an out of place trip to an eccentric couple's (Frances de la Tour and Michael Gambon) house, which feels tacked on, and a often-forgotten religious undertone, which doesn't feel fully realised.

When it's stripped back to its core essentials, in terms of simple action or meaty dialogue between the two stars, Eli really works and works well, taking in heavy influences from Cormac McCarthy's The Road amongst other lofty aims. Whenever The Hughes Brothers try to expand their horizons though, there seems to be more backward steps than forwards ones and Eli threatens to tear apart at the seams. Kunis is almost certainly miss-cast and the religious message that wants to bloom never quite gets the room needed for it to do so. Having said all that though, Oldman and Washington are value for money and their presence ensures the film never threatens to fully find reverse gear, rooting it soundly in the 'solid effort' bracket of action thrillers.




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'there's a lot of religious talk about "the good book" until it becomes inconvenient, and decapitations become far more necessary for plot development. Then after that's all said and done, it can return to its talk about nonviolence, helping others, and the like' - A Life In Equinox, 5.00/10