Patrick Bateman, a wealthy investment banker, starts to go off the rails and begins to indulge his violent fantasies, playing them out in a gruesome fashion. He manages to hide his bloodthirsty pastime behind an almost ridiculously cold and materialistic persona from his friends and fiancée who are as shallow and materialistic as himself.
The film for me has dated a little, it’s a very stereotypical 90’s yuppie, with the minimalist and monochromatic decor, instantly identifying the era. But in a way it adds to the impact of the story, showing how detached Patric Bateman is from normal human contact.
The film cleverly casts doubt over the whole storyline by exposing that some of the events we witness are not able to be substantiated.
I believe this to be the true story. Most of the events were in his own head, he may not have even killed anyone. Drug usage and his viewing habits of porn and horror films have surely filled his head with an elaborate story of violence and murder.
Shit, I forgot to return some video tapes.
In the near future humankind have stopped reproducing. So when a rebel group try to help the only known woman that is pregnant to safety from a police state England, they recruit a former activist to get her to the Human project somewhere out to sea
Surprisingly better than I thought this would be, even though there are some plot holes like, why recruit Clive Owen’s character? He is not a Liam Neeson type that has a hidden ex military past. He is merely Julianne Moore’s ex partner.
Anyway that is just a minor gripe in and otherwise engrossing film (I was watching this on a train and almost missed my stop).
Damn it, someone has stolen my rowboat. I left all my Fugees albums in there too. Bloody hell.
I wasn’t really sure what to expect with this one, truth be told I only really watched it because Kiefer Sutherland was in it. However I was pleasantly surprised.
The story is a weird mash up of The Matrix, Memento and The Adjustment Bureau.
A man wakes up in a bathtub and discovers the body of a dead woman in the next room. All memory of his life (and indeed the murder) have been wiped clean and his attempts to clear his name sees him mixed into a dark underworld, where he starts to uncover the truth about the world he lives in. It’s a dark world (or Dark City, if you prefer) ruled by Alien beings that want to study humans in order to save their kind from extinction by studying humans.
Alex Proyas’ dark imagery and equally dark colour palette, place this world into the same world as The Crow (not really that surprising as he did direct both, but I do think that some of The Crow did rub off on this film.)
The film plods along in almost a detective movie style until John (Jack, James, Jimmy – possible the most amusing scene in the film where he tries out a few names) discovers he has been imprinted with the same powers as the aliens, which like the Matrix he can control instantly and to a better degree than his opponents and winning the day (Yay, go good guys).
Overall I liked this film, but to disappoint the Sci-fi enthusiasts among you, I enjoyed the Matrix just that little bit more.
I better go and get Kiefer out of that kids climbing frame he likes to ware, he says it helps him with his limp, but I am not sure it does.
“People don’t understand the problems of a 40 year old skate park cult leader, ya know” says Brewce Martin the owner of Skatopia, an 88 acre plot of land that he and his team are developing into a skateboarders paradise.
The documentary covers a year of Brewce’s life as they are getting things ready for their next event, the Bowl Bash. He has many obstacles in his way, financial, incarceration and infidelity to name but a few. But he manages to scrape through to continue his Skatopia dream.
Life on Skatopia, on the surface is Hedonistic one. It has very little rules and full of danger (Brewce and his anger issues being one of them). Under the surface it’s full of hard work and dedication that keeps the place going. Even the legendary Tony Hawke describes it as a “Right of passage”, and it certainly seems that way. People travel vast distances to come to the events and even just to come and hang out while they participate in the “work to skate” policy that’s enforced by Brewce himself.
I think everyone with even a little punk rock spirit will enjoy this Documentary
After I finish skating this peanut bowl, I’m gonna burn my car.
This isn’t a great film, it might not even be a mediocre one if it wasn’t for Kurt Russell (his awesome facial hair) and the ultra violence.
I am not saying the violence was good, shocking and slightly stomach turning, yes, did the film need it? Well…. Yes, just to spice the boring plot up (Injuns took my woman, let’s go get ’em). To me it’s just felt as if it needed just something else to make me more invested in the characters. Perhaps show how much in danger the captives are before the last 15 min…
Look, someone has dropped this whistle…. Toot toot!
“It’s my party and I decide who gets lobotomised”
By the end of this one I thought I had been lobotomised. I went into this film with half an idea of what the basic concept was. But my assumption was in fact better than the actual film.
The idea of the higher up the building you are the higher up the social ladder you are is a simple one. But at some point the electricity goes out and it turns into chaos for no real reason. There is also a strange flick between a gritty style to a Wes Anderson style, which pulls you out of the film as does the soundtrack.
It’s fair to say this wasn’t really my cup of tea (or glass of champagne, depending on what floor you are on.)
It is a shame that the storyline wasn’t more grounded and wasn’t so scattered., it could have been a good one.
I’m going to leave this building by the front door, without anyone stopping me, at all.
If I already didn’t know John Goodman was amazing, I would now.
After breaking up with her boyfriend, Michelle packs up her belongings and drives off, what she doesn’t realise while she is dealing with that, something far more catastrophic is taking place that will change her life in a far greater way than we would ever imagine.
After a car crash she awakes in a survival bunker built by Howard who warns her (and another survivor, Emmett) about the dangers outside. As the story unfolds we are uncertain if Howard is telling the truth to keep them safe or telling them a lie to control them (one thing is for sure, I wasn’t expecting the scene where they were playing the guessing game, I think I held my breath the whole time it was John Goodmans turn).
It was a shame that it was slightly let down by its Independence Day style final battle and by the cheesy (and conveniently signposted) final decision, it made it go from a tense thriller to underdog action hero movie.
Damn it, I’m going to have to stop eating my bacon sandwich and answer the door to this old lady. I’m coming…..stop head butting the door!