Showing posts with label Ben Foster. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ben Foster. Show all posts

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Movie Review: 30 Days Of Night

30 Days Of Night movie poster30 Days Of Night
Directed by David Slade
Written by Steve Niles, Stuart Beattie, Brian Nelson
Produced by Sam Raimi, Robert Tapert
Starring Josh Hartnett, Melissa George, Danny Huston, Mark Boone Junior, Ben Foster
Rated R
Adapted from 30 Days Of Night (IDW Publishing)


I don't know why we never thought of it. No sunlight for weeks on end. -- Marlow, 30 Days Of Night graphic novel

The town of Barrow, Alaska, is the most northern city of the United States. And for thirty days out of the years, the sun does not rise. On the day of the last sunset for the next month, Sheriff Eben (Josh Hartnett) finds a series of bizarre vandalisms that he can't quite place why they would be done. It culminates with his meeting of a stranger in the town's dinner, who is becoming increasingly hostile because they won't serve him a bowl of raw hamburger. Eben believes that this stranger is the cause of the crimes, but has no idea that this man is merely the scout for something much, much worse...continue reading this review at Geeks of Doom!

Sunday, September 16, 2007

Movie Review: 3:10 To Yuma

3:10 To Yuma movie posterEvery director should make at least one Western. It’s as simple as that. I don’t care if they’re in vogue or out, whether they make money or not. If you hope to be worth a damn behind the camera, you need one Western under your belt. Landscapes, violence, sweat, grit, faces with evil intentions or grimy fear, moral peril. It encourages you to use every last damn bit of your frame and start seeing things from an ethical perspective, as opposed to just moving your characters around a stale plot like so many chess pieces. If you can make one, you can make any other kind of movie you set your brain on. There is more than one reason to mourn the latter-day death of the Western. Guys like Sergio Leone were the last guys who thought big and didn’t crop and truncate their images for that all too lucrative home video market.

James Mangold is now officially worth a damn. I won’t bestow Grand Master privileges on him just quite yet, because he did after all inflict Kate & Leopold on us. But 3:10 To Yuma finds Mangold at his best and most composed. This is a film that takes its time, lets us get to know the people and the situation, and only reveals to us what the movie is REALLY about in the last half hour...continue reading this review at Geeks of Doom!