Film Reviews by Alphaville

An aged writer is found dead and private eye Daniel Craig interviews a cast of talking heads, in a house, in close-up, to find out who dunnit. How this gets any favourable reviews is unfathomable. It would have been past its sell-by date in the 1950s. It’s completely devoid of flair and drama and is unrelentingly boring. It’s even played out to the most annoying Carry On muzak score that over-emphasises every beat. Only Inspector Clouseau could liven this one up. Who dunnit? Who cares?

Makeshift disjointed film about a charisma-free detective and a vigilante chasing sexual predators. It’s poorly realised in all departments and soon loses interest. Watch any episode of Law and Order Special Victims Unit instead.

In this defiantly anti-superhero movie, people with superhuman powers are the underclass, policed into impotence by advanced drones and robocops. Our hero Connor, a Class 5 Electric, rebels and joins a power-abled heist team to make money for an operation to save his ailing mom. Detective Park is on his case. It’s a fascinating ride to a terrific electronic score as we discover what powers each character has and watch them put them to use when thieves fall out.

Low-key thriller about an East German family’s attempts to escape to the West in 1979. After their initial hot-air balloon attempt fails it’s a race against time as the Stasi close in. It could do with more oomph and a stronger score, but you’ll be rooting for the family to make it. Settle in for a solid watch as the film builds to a nail-biting climax and unexpectedly poignant end-credits sequence.

Spooky sci-fi movie begins in melodrama mode as an extended American family gathers and squabbles in a house in the woods. Then weird things start happening. Unnatural lights and noises. People disappear. A lesser film would descend into horror territory, but this evolves into an engrossing mystery thriller that packs an unexpected emotional punch. The stunning third act is almost totally wordless, telling its story purely in pictures and music. Horror fans will hate it. Sci-fi fans will feel short-changed. Anyone who loves cinema will be mesmerised. None of it makes any sense, but neither did 2001. Just sit back and let the visuals take you on an enthralling journey.

With Solis and now this, writer/director/editor/producer Carl Strathie is a name to watch. If anything is more incredible than that final half-hour, it’s the fact that he made Dark Encounter on a small budget in Yorkshire with a British cast.

A cool detective chases a resourceful baddie through the Manhattan night. Eight cops are dead and that’s just the start. There’s no mismatched buddie nonsense, no stupid cops, no idiot baddies who can’t shoot straight, no bulletproof heroes, no love interest, no subplots. This is a straight-down-the-line intelligent action thriller directed with gusto by Irishman Brian Kirk, upping his game after work on TV series such as Luther and Game of Thrones. The two leads (Chadwick Bozeman, summoning his inner Denzel, and Stephan James) ooze charisma. Sienna Miller shows she should be an action star. Henry Jackman’s pulsating score echoes Bernard Hermann’s work for Hitchcock.

To delve deeper, listen to the director’s commentary on the DVD and learn how some scenes had to be shot by a parkour runner using a warp cam. Great stuff. It’s the best cop film since Den of Thieves.

This Russian WW2 tank movie could have been an interesting variant on war movies, but it fails miserably. Although it’s efficiently staged, the tank battles are simply boring and the long central Act 2 that sandwiches the two action set-pieces is even more so. The characters are stereotypes and the dialogue clichéd. Even worse, the Cinema Paradiso version is not available in the original Russian and the horrendously bad American dubbing destroys all sense of realism and seriousness. Maybe the original version would be worth a couple of stars (it did well in Russia), but this version is as dire as the film’s stupid English-language title.

This is the best entry in the Terminator franchise since T2, but that’s faint praise. It certainly lacks the wow factor of the first two films. The effects no longer startle and the plot is a retread of T2. A terminator is sent from the future to kill a woman and an enhanced human is sent back to protect her. Linda Hamilton and Arnie are along for the ride but, sad to say, they now look too old and weary to care. They’re not helped by staid direction, a long dreary central Act 2 full of talking heads, and a score that has mostly ditched the compelling franchise music for the kind of bland orchestral muzak you get in superhero films.

Despite this, Terminator fans will find plenty of interest during the two long action sequences that bookend the film. The opening metal-crunching set-piece is promising as we learn what the new super-terminator can do. The ending set-piece begins with some confusingly staged action aboard a crashing plane but ends with an exciting final confrontation that almost rescues the whole film. Overall the film fails to live up to its promise, but it keeps you watching.

This Japanese family drama is the kind of film whose subject matter and arthouse praise would normally encourage most people to avoid it like Covid-19. Force yourself to make an exception. This is brilliant stuff, well worthy of its best film Palme d’Or and Oscar. Beautifully observed, masterfully directed, heartfelt and wise, with a last half-hour that stirs and subverts in equal measure. It grabs from the start as the family take in a 5yo girl who’s both cute and abused. From there it draws you in unwittingly before exploding in a devastating final half-hour you’d have to have a heart of stone not to be gripped by.

7yo Chloë lives locked up in her house with her father, who tells her that if she goes out the bad guys will kill her. There’s definitely something odd going on because Mr Snowcone’s ice cream van keeps coming around and tempting her outside. Is her father right? Why is he teaching her to be normal? Why is he bleeding from the eye? Is she really in danger or is she the scary one? It’s fun finding out.

Freaks begins as intimate sci-fi that draws you into its multi-layered plot before exploding into an imaginative and exciting action thriller. You might even want to watch it twice to see what you missed first time around.

As usual it’s best to avoid the Cinema Paradiso review and the trailer, which gives away some of the novel special effects that work so well as surprises in the film itself. Instead, watch the informative Xtras on the DVD and learn about topics such as ‘shortsighting the frame’ for extra impact.

Don’t be fooled by the title. This is an unforgivably dull Polish film about a bunch of children – concentration camp survivors – holed up in an abandoned mansion in the forest. Over the course of the film they come to terms with their liberation and with each other. As none of them hold any audience interest, it’s hard to care. The plot also has them attacked by bad dogs, but don’t expect any exciting action. This is arthouse cinema at its dreariest.

At their best Jim Jarmusch’s films are a hoot. When they don’t work they can be painfully dull. This one is comatose. The actors stand like statues and declaim their lines as though on the brink of sleep. You’d think Jarmusch had never directed a film before. Star billing goes to Bill Murray, who looks so old and disinterested he can barely get his lines out. Ironically, the zombies have a bit more life about them, but all they do is stagger around doing the usual zombie thing. All attempts at humour fall spectacularly flat. It’s a horror show all right, but for all the wrong reasons.

Who’d have thought another cold war submarine movie could have anything new to say or be so exciting? Watch A Wolf’s Call and believe. Interleaving tension with action, the plot unusually pits good guys against good guys, toying with audience emotions. Add to that a kind of hero we haven’t seen before – an Acoustic Warfare Analyst. This leads to some riveting stuff about sound recognition and a detective story in sound, on land as well as undersea.

Unfortunately the film is only available from Cinema Paradiso in the dubbed-for-dummies version of the original French, which somewhat diminishes its authenticity and realism, but it remains an exciting watch even in this format. WARNING: avoid the spoiler-filled trailer.

Astronaut Brad Pitt’s on his way to deep space via the moon, and the evocation of space travel, reminiscent of 2001, is fascinating to watch. He even flies to the moon on a Virgin commercial flight. Unfortunately the plot amounts to very little and winds down to a disappointing end. Add to that the ill-advised decision to have Brad regale us with whiny introspective thoughts in voiceover detracts from the immediacy of the visuals.

Despite this, Ad Astra is a four-star watch if only for its evocation of living and travelling in space. It’s a considered, meditative vision that gives a real sense of the emptiness of space and the solitariness of being there. To keep you on your toes, there are also bouts of exciting action when you least expect them. The destination may be disappointing, but the journey is captivating and beautifully evoked.

Imagine a typical period drama – classy, well-intentioned, flawlessly acted, staidly shot and utterly bland. Here’s another one. It will certainly hold interest for anyone fascinated by the Bloomsbury set, but the two lead characters never seem more than theatrical constructions whose see-sawing central relationship never grabs.

It grew out of a play by Eileen Atkins, who also wrote the screenplay, and it shows. Correspondence between characters, for example, is shown by having them read their letters out loud to camera, as they did on stage. Director Chanya Button also comes from a theatrical background and doesn’t have the cinematic imagination to translate her enthusiasm for Woolf (as evidenced by an interview on the DVD Extras) to the screen.

The film is made with such earnestness and sincerity by all concerned that it’s a shame to be negative but, judged as a film, everything about it screams Sunday night heritage television.