Four Christmases - TV Review

'a shame that a setup which has so much potential is squandered with such reckless use of mediocrity and offensive abduction of comedy'

It is sad to report that a film with Robert Duvall and Jon Voight in has no redeeming features but then again, Four Christmases is that sort of film; sad and without redemption.

It's a shame that a setup which has so much potential is squandered with such reckless use of mediocrity and offensive abduction of comedy but such is the case in Seth Gordon's film, all the more unthinkably awful for the fact that the same director presided over the brilliant King Of Kong the previous year.

For those feeling particularly buoyant this Holiday season, who feel the need to skip a negative review of a yuletide film out of pure goodwill towards men, here's the short version; this is every other four-trick romantic comedy you've ever watched with the same conflict/resolution/conflict/resolution structure but this time with added baby sick and stereotypical, 'huck John, whatsa toy-o-let?', rednecks for good measure.

Despite the above, there's honestly potential in Matt Allen and Caleb Wilson's story. Setting Brad (Vince Vaughn) and Kate (Reese Witherspoon) up to visit their four divorced parent's new homes during the holidays could have been a gas. Or an indie drama. Or slightly fun. Or... well, anything but this.

The warning signs appear early as the risqué opening gives way to Vaughn and long-time compatriot Jon Favreau doing that thing that all long time compatriots seem to do nowadays - larking around on set thinking that this will be funny to an audience as well as to themselves. Only one of the above things is true. No prizes for guessing which.

As the film plods through the families trotting out tried and tested character device after tried and tested character device (hippie mother, young friend sleeping with mother, extreme preacher, warm cuddly father, hot flirtatious sister) it seems to forget to leave enough time for its final conflict/resolution meaning both seem manufactured out of thin air. This does at least though prevent Four Christmases from having a happy, well-rounded, ending - a present which it hardly deserved.




Four Christmases was showing on Sky Movies Premiere.

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'Someone has gotta help you, Vince, or, more importantly, some filmmaker has to challenge you. Get you off cruise control, place you in a movie where you getting pummeled and falling off roofs isn't the main source of laughter, present you a leading lady who can not only keep up with you but help convince the audience you're undergoing some real change. We need to save you, Vince, we need to save you from yourself' - Just part of Cinema Romantico's brilliant blog on why he really wanted to see Four Christmases and why, inevitably, it let him down.

Daybreakers - Blu-ray Review

'the opening third as a whole is very strong and hints that Daybreakers might have more to it than your average vampire actioner'

Daybreakers is the work of twin brothers Michael and Peter Spierig, who made the whole thing in Australia for a paltry $20million - a real steal when you consider that for that money they managed to get Ethan Hawke to star and still had the loose change available to get Willem Dafoe and Sam Neill in meaty supporting roles.

Like most modern entries in the vampire genre the brothers Spierig (who both have writing and directing credits on the film) play relatively fast and loose with the mythos. Their vampires haven't really lost any of their human characteristics, vampirism instead being presented as a plague that humanity has learned to embrace and understand. There's no mention of the more traditional stuff like crosses and holy water, although sunlight is definitely an issue. This threat is illustrated by the brothers in the pre-credits opening, which is dark in both tone and subject and serves as possibly one of the best openings I've seen recently, establishing as it does that this is a vampire populace in trouble and at a loose end.

It's followed by a fantastically shot credit sequence which displays cinematographer Ben Nott's work to a degree which is sadly absent from the film proper although brief moments of beauty are allowed to creep in on occasion. The opening third as a whole is very strong and hints that Daybreakers might have more to it than your average vampire actioner. Edward (Hawke) and Bromley (Neill) are nicely conflicted characters who add an unpredictable air to the script which sticks around for most of the runtime. It's a pleasant change of pace from most thrillers of similar ilk which, if they don't telegraph their entire plot, at least telegraph their character development and really, the only major player who's destiny is mapped out from the very start is Edward's brother Frankie (Michael Dorman).

Daybreakers' big problem is in its final reel which sees the brothers engage in some frankly ridiculous splatter-core nonsense which looks out of kilter with the rest of the film. Whilst they're indulging in ripping characters limb-from-limb the plot goes walkabout; a key character disappears for the entirety of the final sequence only to (shock, horror) show up at just the right moment whilst all sorts of other rules (vampires blowing up when you kill them) go out of the window to facilitate the Spierigs' vision. It's a weak and deflated final half hour or so which sees many a character mutter such truisms as 'well, it's all finished then' at any moment when arterial spray isn't hitting walls, floors and everything else at an alarming rate.

Largely successful but suffers distinctly from a weak final third where the directors seem to forget what made Daybreakers' opening so unusually strong.




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'a poor, unoriginal storyline with unconvincing special effects and characters that really aren't inspiring' - The Film Obsession, 2/5

The Informant! - TV Review

'Damon is pure parody playing Mark Whitacre, a guy who's lack of common sense is only matched by his lack of taste in facial hair'

The Informant!'s main sin is a simple yet crippling one; indecision. Steven Soderbergh's 2009 film has absolutely no idea what type of film it wants to be and as such it ends up exactly the same as every other film with a similar affliction. Styles clash and bounce off one another, tones waver all over the shop, scenes backfire horrendously and the approaches of the actors change on a person-by-person basis.

Take Matt Damon and nominal support Scott Bakula as a case in point. Damon (who has to carry most of the film completely on his own) is pure parody playing real life Mark Whitacre, a guy who's lack of common sense is only matched by his lack of taste in facial hair. Damon hams it up with overt expressions and overplayed scenes. All fine and dandy. Only not when Soderbergh puts him opposite the straight play of Bakula, the F.B.I guy who's all serious expression and masculine definition. Sure, Bakula's character is meant to be smarter than Whitacre but playing the characters as such polar opposites only gives you the choice of believing in one of them, the other one is just an actor on a set somewhere.

Subject wise, The Informant! covers similar ground to Michael Mann's The Insider. Whitacre really did blow the whistle on his company's dodgy practices which affected many in the US. Towards the end of the film, Soderbergh seems to try to pull The Informant! back into this territory and the final scenes in particular have that knack of screaming 'THIS IS A TRUE STORY' at the audience in a very unsubtle manner. But again, all Soderbergh really does here is to create a tonal clash, this time between the obviously overt parody of the middle third and the 'factual' leanings of the conclusion. We get that some of Whitacre's actions were, frankly, completely unbelievable but that doesn't mean they have to be presented through parody and derisory comedy. The styles just don't mesh and what results is an unsatisfying comedy and a unfulfilling factual drama.

On the positive front the performances, taken in isolation, are all on the right side of average. Damon completely transforms himself into Whitacre and his physical appearance as well as his mannerisms are a world away from, say, Bourne or The Departed's manipulating cop. It's great too to see Bakula on screen and the former Enterprise captain has a real presence as the agent sympathetic to Whitacre's cause. Melanie Lynskey, as Whitacre's wife, is also top notch and her scenes with Damon are arguably the only times when any two actors seem to share a unified view on what type of film they're in.

These scenes alone though are inevitably not enough to save a film which is completely unbalanced in all departments. A shame considering the real-life story apparently has so much potential.




The Informant was showing on Sky Movies Premiere in the UK.

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'a movie grounded by a single great performance, stuck in a world of mediocrity' - A Life In Equinox, 5.5/10

The BIG Question: Christmas Film Choices

Over the festive season we used our mind probe (ahem; formspring) to interrogate your brain and pull out exactly which films you'll be putting on and enjoying with mince pie in hand and glass of sherry on the hearth. Or, in the case of people who picked films like Silent Night, Deadly Night, axe in hand and cup of blood on the hearth. Whichever one you fancy. Here are the selected best bits from our virtual postbag of answers.




NccTardis - 'I'll end up watching a National Lampoon film, or 3...'

hypnogoria had a few suggestions but this one particularly caught our eye; 'Stalking Santa (2006) - discovered this one just last year - a mockumentary detailing one man's quest to prove the existence of Santa. Nicely festive and very funny plus it's narrated by William Shatner - what more do you need!'

Ben Bussey - 'I love revisiting festive favourites with the little uns: The Muppet Christmas Carol, Elf, The Snowman. My son has been absolutely obsessed with How The Grinch Stole Christmas (the original cartoon) this year... if I get some time alone, Black Christmas and Silent Night Deadly Night get a spin'

gmanreviews - 'Generally it's an excuse to catch up on movies I've missed during the year... my favourite holiday film to watch is definitely THE NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS'

Univarn - 'Christmas Vacation is the movie of choice for my family... of course there's some of the classics - like Miracle on 34th Street and It's a Wonderful Life that slide in there'

pauldeuce - 'lately it has seemed that Elf has topped the must watch Christmas movie... my all time favorite Christmas movie is National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation'




JohnnyNoPulse - 'I don't really have a favourite that I always watch every year, but I'll probably watch the Home Alone films, maybe Jingle All The Way and I've got National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation ready to watch when I decide to.'

DeeBee12 - 'Really, it's whatever the hell I want... I actually think The Family Stone is a great and often unconventional holiday movie'

bdsr80 - 'a 24 hour marathon of A Christmas Story'

SuperRod88 - 'I'm closer to the second option and I'm watching a lot of stuff. Christmas films work better for me when I'm not on Christmas time'

EthanRunt - 'Xmas Vacation, Muppet xmas Carol & Bad Santa are my festive constants'


The Verdict: A lot of love in the Christmas air for Christmas Vacation which is slightly strange to me perhaps because I don't feel it's as much of a Christmas staple in the UK as it appears to be in the US. Plenty of shouts also for your typical pair of Elf and The Muppet Christmas Carol. Film Intel kudos (net worth: 0.00001p) to anyone who went for something a little bit darker. Now sip your blood. Sorry, 'sherry'.


Film Intel now use Formspring as a way of gauging your reactions to current happenings in the film world and posing questions about you and your taste in films. If you want to take part and share your opinions with us then just make sure we're friends on the site - the choicest quotes from the best responses will be posted in articles we run right here. You can also take part via our Twitter page where all questions will also be posted.

Trailer Of The Week - Week #52

By virtue of yesterday being Boxing Day (and therefore, requiring this highly-topical-but-not-very-original post) Trailer Of The Week moves to Monday for the first time in its existence and for the outing where it would be nice to say that we've now been running this feature for a full year. Only we can't. Because it hasn't (Trailer Of The Week started in Week #14). And so, we stride forth, celebration-less but with another fantastic trailer to help you through the holidays. It's A Wonderful Life is far too obvious a choice for this time of year so instead, allow us to bless you with the trailer for Santa's Slay, an awful film which has now managed to feature in its own article a grand total of three times. That's more than Inception. Anyway, murderous Bill Goldberg as Santa can be viewed below, if you so choose.




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.


The Boxing Day Hangover

Today is Boxing Day. Today's post took a grand total of 0.357 seconds to dream up. Enjoy.



Boxing In Film: A History In Eleven Pictures.



The Champ (1931)


Golden Boy (1939)


City For Conquest (1940)


The Harder They Fall (1956)


The Great White Hope (1970)


Rocky (1976)


Raging Bull (1980)


The Boxer (1997)


The Hurricane (1999)


Cinderella Man (2005)


The Fighter (2010)

Film Intel's Christmas Message - Pass The Alcohol

At this very moment, as you read this, I'm hopefully sitting somewhere near the Christmas tree, drinking something alcoholic, on my way to becoming inordinately inebriated. You should do similar.

Merry Christmas from me to you - thanks for stopping by Film Intel this year. Now... go find some sherry!


Film Intel's Fight Club - It's A Wonderful Life vs White Christmas

After the success (ahem) of the first Film Intel Fight Club, we return on this lovely Christmas Eve with another Christmas themed battle-ring for Yuletide week. This time it's the battle of the 'classics' as It's A Wonderful Life takes on White Christmas for the title with pride at stake and film fans on tenterhooks (ahem). So, without further ado; James Stewart, ready? Bing Crosby, ready? Fight!




First Google Image Result (above)

Oh dear. WL's is fine and scores extra points because it produces the image that most people arguably associate with the film but what has happened to WC's? Replaced by a greetings card image? And not even a good one at that! Hang your head in shame Bing.

WL: 8/10
WC: 0/10

Best Piece Of Parental Guidance On IMDb

Neither are the sort of film that benefits from parental ire on IMDb but WL does helpfully state that 'a man slaps a boy' under the 'Violence and Gore' section. WC unfortunately features no such ironic guidance and the best it can manage is to say that sex and nudity will 'go above children's heads'. Not a good start for Bing and co.

WL: 4/10
WC: 1/10

Best Character Name

WL boasts 'Military Officer in Montage', Montage presumably being some kind of new-fangled army dress or a hitherto unknown American town. WC finally takes a win though with 'Rehearsal Blonde', surely the most anonymous female role ever.

WL: 5/10
WC: 7/10

Best Quote

For sheer tear-inducing, holiday sentimentality, WL's 'look, Daddy. Teacher says, every time a bell rings an angel gets his wings' is hard to beat although several other lines from the film are noteworthy. WC though has several PG-friendly zingers including the nervous kiss ('Don't you think we ought to kiss or something?'/'Not until it's absolutely necessary') and 'How can a guy *that* ugly have the nerve to have sisters?'/'Very brave parents'. Decent marks for both.

WL: 8/10
WC: 7/10

Best Comparison

WL's comparison comes from Sheesh Productions who claim the film is like 'slipping into a favorite pair of flannel pajamas—they may show signs of age, but they're warm, cozy, and familiar enough to ward off even the coldest winter night', in related news: you now know what to buy Sheesh for Christmas. WC takes the win though courtesy of Stomp Tokyo who accurately compare the film to, 'candy cane: it only comes around once a year, and too much will make you sick'.

WL: 4/10
WC: 6/10

Best Tweet

Surprisingly, @marcsilber is not the only person tweeting that 'Love Actually is a perfect Christmas movie, sorry to say it replaced "It's a Wonderful life" as the most played in our house' which may show a worrying movement from the classics to Richard Curtis' comedy. WC suffers from a similar problem when searching for tweets as it does when searching for images but @davejenkins asking 'people talk about White Christmas, what about White Dog Poo?' seemed hilarious enough to warrant inclusion.

WL: 3/10
WC: 5/10

Best Rotten Tomatoes Review

WL's is undoubtedly John Puccio's piece of punchy resistance to non-believers; 'raise your hand if you think It's A Wonderful Life is mushy, sentimental, over-praised hokum. Now, go to your room. Both of you', whilst WC suffers from the distinctly none-Christmassy put down of David Jenkins who calls it 'pornographically soppy'. Solid points scoring for both films.

WL: 7/10
WC: 7/10

Best Piece Of IMDb Trivia

WL's claim to trivia success is that it was the first film which used foam to replicate snow flakes. Before Kapra's film, the accepted method was to paint Cornflakes white. WC's own selection of trivia is disappointingly light with the only real revelation being that, due to rights issues, there has never been an 'official' soundtrack released.

WL: 8/10
WC: 2/10





The Christmas cheer belongs to It's A Wonderful Life as it beats White Christmas with a score of 47/80 to 35/80, taking the overall top spot from Santa's Slay in the process by a single point. Bing and co are relegated to touring the neighborhood, singing on doorsteps.


Film Intel's Fight Club: where two films get pushed head-to-head over such irreverent issues as 'first Google image result' and 'best IMDb parental guidance entry'. All films are marked out of ten on each topic with a possible maximum score of 80 - it won't tell you anything about the quality of the film (or will it?) but it might give you a few giggles. Or it might not. We'll see.

From The Files Of...

... poster trends. If you're a fairly small-to-medium sized, low budget, indie-ish or independent film, that's just been released or is releasing sometime soonish, then you must have a red on black or black on red poster. It is the law.




Four Lions - Blu-ray Review

'scary, haunting and poignant... a late entry for this site's film of the year'

In a way, Chris Morris' directorial debut is every critics worst nightmare because, with Four Lions, the Brass Eye writer might just have created a new genre. The script, sure, is pure black comedy, all tongue-in-cheek jokes about bombs, martyrdom ('is he a martyr or is he a jalfrezi?') and extremism. The plot though is heavyweight drama in a way that marks Four Lions out as being above and beyond your average comedy-drama. Way beyond.

As leader Omar (Riz Ahmed) attempts to get his small band of extremists ready for a suicide bomb attack, questions are raised on what the point of it all is, on what the target should be and on the 'damage' people can do to one another. At times, it's definitively existential. The drama might be played out through comedic foils but this is deadly serious stuff and Morris knows it. Poignant moments with Omar's son highlight the true nature of Four Lions but it's in the core group's interactions that Morris' brilliantly casual but equally viciously deep observations can really be seen. Witness Barry (Nigel Lindsay) getting himself into a catch-22 by trying to argue that the best target for the attack is a Mosque as it will incite more Muslims to violence. Only, as one of the group points out, not if they'll all dead.

Questions on a similar tone and nature continue throughout; is it really productive for Waj (Kayvan Novak) to blow himself up if he doesn't really want to? Will he truly be a martyr if he only does it because he has to? Perhaps on face value these seem the wrong sort of questions to be asking after terrorist atrocities in so many countries have killed so many but they're absolutely not; they're vital and through them Morris analyses how the Western world sees Muslims and how Muslims might see themselves. The writer/director is also on to the idea of 'old' questions, the questions that led us down the path to wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and he holds little back in showing where those questions lead us and specifically, where they lead the forces intending to protect us.

Morris is helped markedly by his wonderfully game cast, each of whom bring something exciting to the screen. Obvious praise targets are Lindsay and Ahmed but Novak and Adeel Akhtar are the real standouts here. Novak's Waj is the idiot of the group, constantly struggling to string together a sentence, let alone make an informed decision on whether to bring about a Jihad or not. It's a role that could all too easily go unnoticed but the care and craft it takes to transform yourself from intelligent actor to clueless suicide bomber shouldn't be underestimated. Equally, Akhtar, as the luckless Fessal, undergoes a similar transformation but his is an altogether much quieter, more subtle, take on the idiot with a bomb or, as one character brands him, the 'special needs donkey'.

It's fine to talk about Four Lions as a comedy but to do so is almost to miss the point. It might be funny sure, but here, laughter is almost a defence mechanism, a comfort blanket, against the horror show that plays out before your eyes. It's arguably the most sharply observed drama I've seen this year, possibly for a number of years; by turns scary, haunting and poignant, with a killer end that left me as breathless as any CGI-fest ever has. A late entry for this site's film of the year.




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'Four Lions isn't out to "make fun of terrorists" or belittle orthodox Muslims, it's there to point out the hypocrisies in everyone, from wannabe terrorists to government officials to ordinary citizens, and it makes its statement boldly and without compromise' - Film Forager, 4/5

Agora - DVD Review

'great to watch and for the most part the director's innovation and execution is commendable'

Agora, a Spanish-made film about an Egyptian philosopher, took huge money in its native land, eventually earning enough in its opening weekend to become the second highest grossing opening the country had ever seen. Elsewhere it fared less well. In the US, Agora took just over $600,000 and its total take excluding the Spanish box office only reached $8.5million; a poor return on its $70million dollar budget.

In a way, Agora's financial failure is surprising. Director Alejandro Amenábar is a multi-award winner with a small but loyal following after the quiet success of The Others, for which his self-penned script won a BAFTA. His lead too is a household name: Rachel Weisz plays Hypatia, a real-life Egyptian scholar and astronomer who lived in Alexandria, where Agora is exclusively set, around the year 391AD.

When the two main talents of the film combine, Agora fires to magnificent effect. Weisz as Hypatia is solid, not stunning, but Amenábar's direction seeks to lift her performance and the whole piece. The director is tangibly shooting for a grandiose historical epic and at times his carefully staged set pieces reach Gladiator-alike heights. The highlights are undoubtedly his sweeping overhead shots which pick out collectives and individuals in a beautiful and informative manner, providing neural stimulation on multiple levels. It's great to watch and for the most part Amenábar's innovation and execution is commendable.

Whilst the script (co-written by Amenábar and Mateo Gil) is fine, Agora's Achilles' heel is its performances. Whilst Weisz is OK, she could be more dynamic and at times her portrayal of Hypatia feels unnaturally restrained. It's nice to see Ronin's Michael Lonsdale crop up in a fairly decent role and relative newcomer Oscar Isaac is decent but that's unfortunately where the positive points end. The other two main supporting turns from Max Minghella and Rupert Evans are incredibly weak and Minghella in particular really struggles. In the latter half of the film he physically resembles a young Mark Ruffalo but in acting terms, he only resembles a fairly sturdy post, such is the bereft nature of his emotional output.

It all makes, ultimately, for a rather subdued affair, lacking in the kind of convincing set pieces and individually brilliant performances that elevate genuine historical epics. Amenábar's ideas are sound, stunning even, but something with his cast just doesn't click and we're left with a film that, like its worldwide box office, is successful only in parts.




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'the film gets a little heavy-handed in its obvious messages about atrocities committed in God's name' - The Dark Of The Matinee 3/4

Timecrimes - DVD Review

'a blend of science-fiction and horror but also a definite musing on voyeurism'

Like any thriller that promises multiple twists and turns along its tumultuous runtime, the success of Timecrimes eventually comes down to how effective its conclusion is. Happily, director Nacho Vigalondo pulls a rabbit out of the hat come the film's final shot which is both remarkably beautiful, sadly tragic and pleasantly open to multiple interpretations.

With the gorgeous nature of his final shot, it's a shame that the main let down with Timecrimes is in its technical execution. Scenes are often horribly under-lit whilst multiple sections filmed to look like the view through a pair of binoculars ring false. The whole thing feels slightly grubby and rather cheap and aesthetically resembles a film from the mid-nineties shot through a grain-covered lens. If there's ever going to be an argument for why Hollywood remakes are a good thing then the leading point must be the availability and relative cheapness of good quality basic equipment in the American film market and this coupled with better cinematography could have elevated Timecrimes to greatness.

Having said that, Vigalondo's film is hugely impressive even with its questionable looks. The opening third sets up the story as a blend of science-fiction and, more loosely, horror but also contains definite musings on voyeurism, exploring the role of both the watcher and watched. The trope isn't fully expanded and rather becomes forgotten in the final third but whilst its there it's both intriguing and insightful and what the film has to say on the matter is said in a compelling and succinct fashion, although some hard-to-justify, very European, nudity does rather blunt the sharper edges of the argument.

In the lead, Karra Elejalde is very impressive although his personal journey throughout the piece sometimes seems to feature leaps that happen too quickly. After discovering the identity of the masked man for example, Elejalde's character seems to move suddenly into the darker reaches of his psyche, perhaps understandable considering the circumstances but nevertheless jarring in pure character terms.

The film is perhaps not as profound as it thinks it is but even then it is certainly more profound than stylistic and thematic counterpart Triangle which accomplishes far less with far more resource. Inventive, intriguing and occasionally creepy, Vigalondo's film is a very worthy addition to the time travel genre.




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'Timecrimes was always destined to be high on my year-end list. It's a fine, engrossing and addictive film' - Dark Eye Socket

Trailer Of The Week - Week #51

It's possible by now that you'll have seen the trailer for Pirates Of The Caribbean: On Stranger Tides, which does a good job of picking up where the third film left off and delivering yet another entry to the franchise that seems to have completely lost all idea of 'fun' it ever associated with. No matter though because we've found the perfect antidote. Watch in awe the trailer for Pirates 3D, a film we blogged about way back in January when writing about Avatar and the 3D films in general. As an added bonus, the film also features Leslie Nielsen making it a worthy trailer of the week for not one but two reasons. Avast yee film-lovers, etc, etc.




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.


From The Files Of...

...rumour control. I'm not going to launch into a tirade against rumour-mongering but as Univarn said in his recent post about sites which publish multiple rumours: there has to be a line where you stop because the rumour is just too silly, or outlandish, or unreliable. And I think I've found that line: reporting on a post by an anonymous member of an online forum who claims to have seen the script for The Dark Knight Rises.

The report I read can be found here although, in that site's defence, they are reporting on another site's findings. Still, the whole tone of the article seems to want to highlight the unreliability of the 'leaked script' so why re-publish the story in the first place if you don't believe it to be true? It reeks of hit-whoring and its the point where I have to say that I've really had enough of reading mindless waffle that anyone could have cooked up with a glance through the more recent script rumours.

A press release by a major film studio on one of the many days in January you say? Go figure. Talia al Ghul? Been rumoured since the start. There's 'a lot of action, epic fight scenes'. However did you guess? Sorry, 'know'?

Ridiculous. Can we please filter out this kind of guff?

Having said that, it does give me an excuse to publish this picture again...




Ha ha ha. Ahem.


The Coda In Film; Bourne, The Director's Escape Route And The Perfect Thriller

Editor's Note: Film Intel and the site's reviews in particular always strive to be completely spoiler free and will continue to be so for the entire life cycle of the site. However, as this is an editorial essay discussing, amongst other things, the final moments in the trilogy of Bourne films it will, out of necessity, entail a detailed discussion of how all three films conclude. For avoidance of doubt the three endings discussed with multiple and significant spoilers here are; The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Sumpremacy and The Bourne Ultimatum, spoiler-free reviews of which can be found here, here and here. Anyone wishing not to read a discussion on the narrative conclusions to these films is advised to skip today's article. We'll let you. Just this once.


Bourne and 'friend'.

At risk of winning the 'stating the bleeding obvious' competition by a country mile and several furlongs: how a film ends is incredibly important. If you have your hero and heroine finishing your piece as a happily married couple whilst turtle doves flutter around and an angelic choir intones Ode To Joy whilst riding on the backs of friendly dolphins, you're going to make your audience throw up into their now empty popcorn holders. If you kill your megastar in the final frame, you're likely to leave them in tears.

Ensuring your audience leaves delighted with what they've just seen and that your narrative concludes satisfactorily is often a balancing act, a carefully judged equal weighting of story-based smarts to audience friendly denouements.

Having recently re-watched The Bourne Trilogy, something sprang out which had previously passed by un-noticed: the use of the coda in film-making and in particular, in this group of films.

The coda I'm talking about isn't the coda referenced in Wikipedia's entry on the post-credits scene but actually one that has more in common with the musical version of the coda defined by YourDictionary.com as 'a more or less independent passage added to the end of a section or composition so as to reinforce the sense of conclusion'. In film terms: a scene or scenes which are included at the end of the film but which do not necessarily serve or advance the narrative to any great degree.


A musical coda, yesterday.

Take The Bourne Identity for example and as a logical starting point. The actual conclusion to the story happens in and around the Treadstone safe house where Bourne meets Conklin face-to-face for the first time. Bourne remembers his past life as a Treadstone operative (thus, at this point in the series, definitively discovering The Bourne Identity) and disappears into the night whilst Conklin is subsequently assassinated by another Treadstone operative on instruction from Abbott who then orders the closure of the operation and confirms this to be the case in front an official committee. Job done.

Only it's not job done because we get one final scene; a coda, if you will. We cut to Marie who Bourne had previously parted company with somewhere in the middle of the third act. She's pottering around a scooter hire shop when a figure appears in the doorway. Who could it be? Why, it's Bourne of course and after a moment lingering on both characters the camera zooms away from the shop and we cut to the end credits.

The point here is that this completely changes the tone of the film. If director Doug Liman was to end with the actual narrative conclusion of the story - perhaps with an additional shot of Bourne walking away from the Treadstone building all on his own - then the soaring high note, the warm fuzzy feeling, generated by seeing the two protagonists together again wouldn't exist and The Bourne Identity would be in possession of a completely different tone altogether. Liman wants to have his cake and eat it, wants Identity to be both attractively dark throughout and pleasingly positive in its ending.


Marie; 'changing the tone'.

The same 'trick' is repeated by new director Paul Greengrass in Identity's sequel, The Bourne Supremacy, only this time the film attempts not one but two extensions to its narrative end point after Abbott has shot himself and Bourne has escaped Kirill. The first is understandable as it sees Bourne visit Irena, the child of his first victims, thus wrapping up a sub plot that has run for much of the film. Having said that, there's nothing particularly satisfying about Bourne's visit and it doesn't serve to progress the narrative to any discernible degree. Greengrass' aim with the scene seems to be to reinforce the mantra that Bourne is not merely a killing machine (like Kirill) but is a real human being with real feelings, including remorse. If that is the case however, then surely the same was shown with Bourne leaving the scene of the Kirill accident, thus rendering the Irena meet-up largely pointless.

The second coda is altogether more obviously out of place and included for reasons outside of the narrative scope of The Bourne Supremacy. For one thing, the time line is widely different to that of the rest of the film; Bourne is seen somewhere outside of Pamela Landy's office, presumably located in Washington, when in fact the last place we saw him on screen was within Russian borders. Bourne talks to Landy on the phone before the latter reveals bits of his true identity and Bourne in turn reveals that wherever he is, he can see Landy.

The sequence is quite obviously sequel-bait. Greengrass (or perhaps more likely, the studio) want to reveal that there may be more to his identity than both Supremacy and Identity suggested and they do so by including a coda which falls outside of the narrative arc of the film. The coda here acts not as a get out clause to manipulate the tone of the film but as one which locates it well within the strategic realms of a trilogy; arguably the first and only time that the series plays up to the ideas of a franchise and attempts to sell itself as such. The advantage of including this notion in the coda is that Greengrass need not bother with it anywhere else and Supremacy - the whole series in fact - is better off for its lack of self-referential, expositionary, dialogue.


The perfect thriller?

It's notable that in the final film of the trilogy, The Bourne Ultimatum, the returning Greengrass doesn't include a coda. There is a pause on the final scene as we, the watching audience, wonder whether Bourne is dead in the water or simply playing dead in the water before he springs to life and swims away. The absence of any additional scene after this moment (the fact that we don't conclusively see Bourne exit the water alive and well for example) is evidence of both the fact that Greengrass is confident enough in his narrative to allow the audience the honour of drawing their own conclusions and of the fact that Ultimatum is the most complete film of the series. Whilst the other films resorted to a get out clause - a single scene that had wide-reaching consequences for each - Ultimatum doesn't need to or have to; it's narrative arc is more than enough to satisfy and excite without a clumsy appendage. It is, quite possibly, the perfect thriller.

Push - TV Review

'the final feeling in a film which cost $38million is one of being sold short'

Push's decision to dispense with the exposition necessary to set up its world of 'Pushers' and 'Sniffers' in an opening credits voiceover is rather endemic of its snappy opening third, which does a good job of drawing you in to writer David Bourla's sci-fi inflected world with a minimum of fuss and a maximum of interest. Set entirely in Hong Kong, director Paul McGuigan facilitates your absorption into a world where some people are blessed with the descriptively named powers; some using them for good, others for evil.

Almost inevitably in this sort of thing though, Bourla's story can't quite keep up with its ideas. There are plot holes aplenty, one of which (the revelation roughly halfway through that the bad guys can erase memories) appears to suggest that all this running around could be ended rather simply. As ever, these can be avoided depending on your suspension of disbelief limit but even those with an abnormally high one will start to ask questions of the plot once the ability to 'Shadow' someone or something is introduced late on.

The cast of smart young things work well and, especially in the stronger opening third, keep things interesting. Chris Evans is about to graduate to bigger things with Captain America and here he shows how that role might potentially work; he is square-jawed and macho but he's also by turns naive and vulnerable and his acting ability more than lives up to the material on display here, weaknesses of said material not withstanding. Dakota Fanning continues her move from child star to veritable acting talent whilst Camilla Belle makes a bid to be noticed only to let herself down with a pretty one-dimensional take on the damsel in distress; something which we've already seen to similar ill-effect in When A Stranger Calls.

The constantly impressive soundtrack is noteworthy but the final feeling in a film which cost $38million is one of being sold short. It rattles on for far too long, building to the inevitable 'throw everything at the screen' battle which, despite a third act twist of sorts, feels out of place and unsatisfying. Rather than grow into the film from his impressive start, McGuigan too feels like he regresses during the course of it, with huge sections appearing distinctly televisual: an easy observation to make considering his recent CV contains two TV projects but nevertheless a fair summary of his approach which sadly leads Push astray from its promising beginning.




Push was showing on Sky Movies.

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Film Intel's Fight Club - Santa's Slay vs Rare Exports

Considering that many people feel comparison is the lowest form of critique, this may be the most 'low brow' feature we've ever ran with... then again, you only have to look at Film Intel's Final Word to find a good counter argument to that point. That aside, welcome to the inaugural Film Intel Fight Club where two films get pushed head-to-head over such irreverent issues as 'first Google image result' and 'best IMDb parental guidance entry'. All films are marked out of ten on each topic with a possible maximum score of 80 - it won't tell you anything about the quality of the film (or will it?) but it might give you a few giggles. Or it might not. We'll see.

Seeing as the UK is in the middle of an epic cold snap at the moment (-4C as I write this) and that we're fast approaching Christmas day, we're going to kick off with two films dealing with evil Santas; namely current hot topic Rare Exports and 2005's turgid Santa's Slay. Bad Santa ready? Mad Santa ready? Fight!




First Google Image Result (above)

Both search queries actually result in getting a picture of the film in question (hardly a given, especially for RE) which scores them some points right off the bat. The RE effort at least gives the title but for the pure fact that SS's perfectly encapsulates the film as a whole (Bill Goldberg is a murderous Santa) it takes the win. Neither are particularly great.

RE: 5/10
SS: 6/10

Best Piece Of Parental Guidance On IMDb

Unfortunately, RE falls behind here by virtue of having nothing in its parental guidance. SS's goes down the route of describing every kill in the film and therefore features nuggets like 'a man being stabbed in the neck by a menorah' but sadly extends to nothing more insightful than this.

RE: 0/10
SS: 4/10

Best Character Name

RE has a proper Finnish name in 'Piiparinen' but SS is the clear winner here with 'Dick Zucker'. Just genius.

RE: 3/10
SS: 9/10

Best Quote

By virtue of being a new release RE again loses out with nothing to show in its IMDb quotes section. SS has an open net which it just about hits with two zingers; 'you hit like a girl/you kiss like a guy' and 'He's scary, yet educational'.

RE: 0/10
SS: 6/10

Best Comparison

Slash Film called RE 'like a fusion of Joe Dante and Guillermo del Toro' but the merit of that can be debated seeing as they'd only seen the trailer at the time. SS is 'like 3.50 on Amazon' according to a JoBlo forum poster although a more accurate comparison might be from a forumite on Horror-Movies.ca who claims it is 'sorta like 2001 Maniacs'. But with Santa. Kudos to SS for humour but RE must take it for inspiring such hyperbole.

RE: 7/10
SS: 5/10

Best Tweet

SS was the hands down winner here with a tweet from @LAZER_ZONE claiming the film 'blows it's a wonderful life out of the friggin water [sic]'. RE put up brave resistance with several people reporting that 'Rare Exports beats Harry Potter at the box office'. A fact slightly tempered by the reveal that this was only the case in Finland.

RE: 6/10
SS: 8/10

Best Rotten Tomatoes Review

The SS review features a man who thinks that the fact the film is 'no Jack Frost or Jack Frost 2' is bad thing, whilst RE continues the hyperbole and comparisons with an Australian reviewer who thinks the film shows the 'influences of Tim Burton and the Coen brothers'. An honourable tie.

RE: 7/10
SS: 7/10

Best Piece Of IMDb Trivia

Neither film's trivia is exactly stacked: SS only lists the body count whilst RE is again unpopulated.

RE: 0/10
SS: 1/10




With an imposing but hardly magnificent 46/80, Santa's Slay lays the smackdown on Rare Exports' measly 28/80 to take the win in the first ever Film Intel Fight Club.


Classic Intel: The Bourne Ultimatum - DVD Review

'Unlike The Bourne Supremacy, Greengrass seems to have mastered the material completely here and The Bourne Ultimatum is arguably the most complete film of the series'

After a competent but largely unremarkable first stab at the Bourne franchise with The Bourne Supremacy, Paul Greengrass returned to round off the trilogy with The Bourne Ultimatum, the story which would finally see Jason Bourne (Matt Damon) discover the truth about his past, his identity and his career in the CIA. Like the other Bourne films before it, Ultimatum is a more than competent thriller - a brilliant one even - that combines believable yet daring action with a compelling story wrapped in an excellent script.

Also like the other films, Ultimatum is quick, perhaps even the quickest Bourne of the series. The action globe-trots smartly and concisely, moving from plot point to plot point with just the right amount of explanation, a limited amount of exposition and a considerable amount of slickly-directed action. Unlike Supremacy, Greengrass seems to have mastered the material completely here and Ultimatum is arguably the most complete film of the series, creating the necessary drama whilst not forgetting that the Bournes are a series rooted in espionage and action.

What Ultimatum shares with Supremacy is an ability to introduce new characters who actually add to the Bourne experience, rather than providing unnecessary distractions. Pamela Landy (Joan Allen) continues as a force for good within the CIA whilst her boss becomes the ambiguous Ezra Kramer (Scott Glenn) who pairs her up with Bourne-hunter Noah Vosen (David Strathairn). Meanwhile, journalist Simon Ross (Paddy Considine) appears to be getting closer to the truth than anyone whilst the obligatory CIA hoodlums/Treadstone operatives are represented by Paz (Édgar Ramírez) and Desh (Joey Ansah). For any other series this would be too much to handle but for Bourne with Greengrass at the wheel they all feel like rounded individuals and the director, working on a script by Tony Gilroy, Scott Burns and George Nolfi, manipulates them well, creating sympathies where appropriate and ensuring we look forward to the villain's just desserts.

As well as the cast of newcomers, Julia Stiles returns as Nicky Parsons, an ever-present character throughout the series. In just one single scene Greengrass shows his grasp of the individual, changing everything you thought you knew about Nicky and adding layers of extra development to films whose final reel have long since ran out. It's a masterful stroke from the director and one of many touches that elevate Ultimatum towards a level of greatness.

In comparative terms, Ultimatum holds up on every factor possible; the street pursuit and apartment fight in Morocco are the series' fight highlights, the car pursuit with Paz is the series' chase highlight, the aforementioned scene with Nicky is arguably Bourne's most touching moment, the stand-off between Bourne/Ross and The CIA in Waterloo possibly the tensest moment across the four films. Whilst Identity had the honour of introducing Bourne and producing moments like the US Embassy scene, Ultimatum is the character's triumphant swansong; a conglomeration of his best bits and a whole host of new ones beside. It's a remarkable achievement - especially in what was, by this point, a post-Casino Royale world - to produce a film that feels so fresh yet so rooted in traditional espionage-thriller territory and yet challenge the very rules by which those thrillers lived. A worthy and wonderful end to the series proper, Jason Bourne-less future sequels not withstanding.




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'the most essential action film of the last decade or so, finally dragging that tired genre out of the slow-mo gunfights of the talentless John Woo imitators and into the 21st century' - Wonders In The Dark

The Ghost - Blu-ray Review

'eschews charm and snappy scripting in favour of a foreboding tone and imposing political rhetoric'

Whilst watching The Ghost (strangely renamed from its US title, The Ghost Writer) the immediate film I thought of was this year's The Losers. Perhaps not the obvious cognitive leap but the link comes from a line by Chris Evans who, when told that The Losers' mission may well be a mission of the suicidal kind, replies 'well, that's not fore-bo-ding at all'. All that is a very long-winded way of pointing out that The Ghost has a preoccupation with the bad things that are about to happen around the corner. Everything screams it; from the isolated island location our protagonist (Ewan McGregor) finds himself on (complete with lighthouse and swinging hotel sign), to the news on the TV in the background, to the shadowy characters who appear out of nowhere and disappear just at fast - this is a film that wants you to know that if all is not well at the moment, it is nothing compared with what's about to come.

A recent winner at the European Film Awards, Polanski's thriller is everything we've come to expect from the ageing director; The Ghost is well shot and lit, methodical in its pacing and determined in its agenda. It does have an air of classic Hitchcock about it although by and large the film eschews Hitch's charm and snappy scripting in favour of the aforementioned foreboding tone and imposing political rhetoric.

Whilst it may have a satisfying, revelatory, conclusion, The Ghost's problem is how the script (written by Polanski and Robert Harris, whose novel of the same name The Ghost is based on) chooses to get there. McGregor's character investigates ex-Prime Minister Adam Lang (Pierce Brosnan) by way of an exposition-heavy meeting with a random man in a shack who just happens to know 'things' and a love affair with a character that appears to needlessly take up a decent chunk of the middle third. It's not that the The Ghost ever gets truly boring but it does flirt with the less interesting end of the thriller genre and all Polanski's lovely visuals may not be enough to keep everyone entirely invested in the conspiracy theory plot. A meeting with a potential informant (Tom Wilkinson) late on proves a case in point; with most of the shots of McGregor driving around to get there and back erased, the sequence could have been cut in half but it's not and as such, the film feels ponderous.

Eventually, The Ghost becomes your atypical 'it's not bad, it's just not good' film, with elements countering one another symmetrically - the performances are good but the balance is off (Brosnan is too marginalised); it looks great but far too much time is spent looking at how great it is; the story is fine but the end over glorifies it. The final shot will probably divide audiences but Harris talks on the Blu-ray extras about why it was chosen and regardless of emotional reaction it does work although, in a film where the good is intrinsically linked to the bad, there is a nagging feeling that the film doesn't earn all the emotional reactions it seems intent on producing and the feeling of foreboding may extend to the viewer's reaction, as well as to the eventual outcomes.




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Trailer Of The Week - Week #50

When the first five words of your film's synopsis are 'Jason Statham is an assassin' then you're pretty much guaranteed our interest. Such is the case with The Mechanic which, if its trailer is anything to go by, looks to have a raft of similarities with The Stath's recent outings as The Transporter. Heavyweight support is provided in the form of Ben Foster (bets being taken now for whether he plays a snivelling loser or a macho man - this post for details) and the always welcome Donald Sutherland, whilst the film also sees the return of Con Air director Simon West to the straight action-thriller genre after a largely unsuccessful foray into horror with 2006's When A Stranger Calls. We'll reserve judgment for now but anything that features Statham leaping off several tall structures must have a fairly good chance of being decent.





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.


The BIG Question: Your Responses

Nature called and you answered! In other news: we asked you to cast an actor and an actress in your perfect film and you picked the following stars to anchor your production.




gmanreviews, Jamaica - 'I'm going to go ahead and make a musical, because I love them... I therefore cast Joseph Gordon Levitt and Anne Hathaway'

Mr Salinas, Texas - 'Leonardo DiCaprio and Emily Blunt'

JohnnyNoPulse, Essex - 'Sam Rockwell & Carey Mulligan. Both wonderfully gifted'

Univarn, NC - 'Daniel Day Lewis would have to be the actor. The man could adapt to anything I come up with. For the actress I'm going to pick Charlize Theron. She's at just the right age to play up or down, and just the right look to play tough or loving'

Branden, Texas - 'Sean Penn and Kate Winslet. Why? Sean can do no wrong in my eyes. Kate is effortless and disappears into a role.'

DeeBee12, Durham - 'Rebecca Hall and Ryan Gosling. Not necessarily the best, but natural actors that I find interesting'




JCP55, Texas (indulging in a blatant spot of cheating) - 'either Micheal Sheen, Tom Hardy or Sam Rockwell... for actress I would have to go with Carey Mulligan or Rinko Kikuchi'

SuperRod88, Brazil - 'Jake Gyllenhaal and Abbie Cornish. He has some box-office appeal and she needs more roles and be more recognisable'

EternityofDream - 'they actually appeared in one movie. Leonardo Dicaprio and Meryl Streep'

AshFoo, Scotland - 'Would it be a cop-out to re-cast Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Zooey Deschanel together again? While truly making '(500) Days of Summer' for me, the bonus 'Bank Dance' music video displayed how brilliant they were as a team'

Hypnogoria (whose answer is huge and worth reading in full) - 'Lina Leandersson. As after her stunning performance in the modern classic Let The Right One In, we're desperate to see her in something else and we're quite sure she'd be brilliant in any role you throw at her... the male lead, that's tougher but we'll go for George Clooney'


The Verdict: By a majority of one vote each (when you take into account some of the unpublished answers), Zooey Deschanel and Sam Rockwell got the majority of your votes but the real story here is the massive range of performers you went for. From Day Lewis to DiCaprio, Hathaway to Hall, there's a lot of hot talent out there at the moment and your wide range of answers reflect that. Particular kudos to the Rebecca Hall/Ryan Gosling suggestion which we can see working on all kinds of levels. As ever, thanks for your response and look out for another question soon!


Film Intel now use Formspring as a way of gauging your reactions to current happenings in the film world and posing questions about you and your taste in films. If you want to take part and share your opinions with us then just make sure we're friends on the site - the choicest quotes from the best responses will be posted in articles we run right here. You can also take part via our Twitter page where all questions will also be posted.