Thursday, August 11, 2011

I MISS SHARK WEEK!



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As Lady Gaga would say, "SHOW ME YOUR TEETH!"  Shark Week colored my television screen with blood all last week.  I must admit the shows are quite educational.  I learned that the first ever record of an American shark attack was in July of 1916.  And yup...it was in New Jersey!  Hmmm...perhaps MTV should have an episode of "Jersey Shore" dedicated to seeing which cast member can swim the furthest:)

Anyway, the reason I even chose this particular show, besides its cool name, "Blood in the Water", is because these first attacks influenced the movie Jaws.  I'm not a huge fan of Steven Spielberg, but even I have a soft spot for this movie.  I'm not even sure if it's the great white that makes me shit my pants, or the anxiety attack I feel coming on at the sight of miles and miles of ocean water.  Regardless, Jaws is a classic.  Period.

Unfortunately, there are so many movies that butcher the fear of sharks.  Deep Blue Sea was just too sci-fi for me.  Plain and simple...if it can't happen in real life, I don't want to watch it.  Sharks are scary enough, therefore, why the hell do you need to jazz them up with superpowers.  Blah...

Open Water really rubbed me the wrong way.  The movie states in bold letters that it is based on a true story.  Last time I checked, this story was about a couple who found themselves accidentally abandoned in the middle of the ocean when their boat left without them.  They were never found.  The movie was pretty much marketed this as a bloody shark movie.  Dammit...it worked because I definitely contributed to their bullshit profits by purchasing this DVD.

My complaint isn't even directed at the fact that they threw sharks in as bait so more people would watch it.  My problem is that the movie was too slow even for Clint Eastwood.  The R rating label came strictly from the pointless boob shot in the beginning of the movie, and there wasn't even a friggin' shark attack.  It was more like a shark bite.  They would have been better off exaggerating the fabrication of the possible shark theory.  I spent the whole time on edge for NO climax.

I recently watched the movie The Reef.  It was a typical, mediocre shark movie.  A group of people are stranded in the middle of the ocean yada yada yada, and then dunt dunt dunt dunt dunt dunt.  I do believe an hour passed before I saw the first shark of the film, but overall it was satisfyingly scary and rocked a few awesome shark attacks.

I must admit my favorite shark movie of all time is Jaws The Revenge.  I grew up watching this when I was a child who didn't realize that like 98% of all sequels suck.  Well this one landed in the thumbs up percentile in my opinion.  Please ignore the fact that it has been acknowledged as one of the worst movies ever on many peoples' hall of shame lists.  Fuck them:)

Every time I hear "The First Noel" Christmas carol I think of the opening blood bath shark attack!  I really like the transition from the unsettling ocean to the fish eye being cooked by a main character.  In the same scene, the first shark victim cuts himself by mistake, foreshadowing his violent death in the near future.  I mean, who cares if this film's plot was based on the ridiculous theory that the shark was the original killer from the first film.  The gore and sentimental value combined keeps it on top of my shark list.

A new shark movie comes out September 2.  shark Night 3D will probably not be worth the $13 ticket, but I'm pretty certain there will be boobs and blood!





Tuesday, August 9, 2011

AMERICAN HISTORY X

1998
Director:  Tony Kaye
Writer:  David McKenna
Starring:  Edward Norton, Edward Furlong, Beverly D'Angelo, and Fairuza Balk

This is one of those movies that leaves a scar on your heart and has a place in your memory forever.  If you ask someone if they have ever seen it, just the natural reaction of that teeth breaking emotion of pain explodes over their face, answering your question with a yes.

First and foremost, I have to confess my love for Edward Norton.  He is just awesome.  I have seen him execute every different type of character and personality.  You may always recognize his face from film to film, but you can never take his roles for granted until you see the credits.  He even beats Ted Bundy for the champion of sociopathy when he is on camera.

I love that American History X opens and closes with a beach.  It makes me compare the ocean and the reality of racism.  It's overwhelming and looks to be infinite in size.  It can swallow you up before you know it.

I also really dig the use of black and white for the obvious reasons, along with the symbolism behind it.  Naturally, the absence of color differentiates the past from the present while the story flash backs in time to tell a story.  I always have a soft spot for these special moments in movies.  However, when the screen changes like that in this film, I feel the director wanted us to see in black and white because that's all the main characters saw.  They ignored everything about people to exert their focus on their skin color instead.  Whenever color entered the viewers vision again, Edward Norton's character, Derek, was out of prison with a reformed mind set.  In other words, he removed the hate that was obstructing his view, and he gained his sight back while we were able to see color again.

The excitement integrated with the eye-popping scenes of violence made a two hour movie fly by.  There were a lot of character building scenes that consisted of large chunks of dialogue.  Sometimes a lot of talking can make you check your watch twice in one minute, but on the other hand, the movie creators only have 120 minutes to introduce a character, and in this case a transformation of character, well enough to get the viewer emotionally attached to him.  This movie does a genius job with this because although I do not agree with Derek's initial attitude,  I was still intrigued by his knowledge and intensity.  His preaching and leadership grabbed you by the throat, but him smashing a guy's skull open on a curb shivered your spine.

It's rare you come across a man raping another man on screen.  In my opinion, I find that all rape scenes, regardless the circumstance, haunt my memory.  Unfortunately, I find it difficult to cleanse my eyes and ears of the damage done even if it is just a movie being filmed with hundreds of crew members surrounding the victim.  Well to say the least, it must have been awkward for Edward Norton to accept the role of "Derek" knowing what was in store for him.

On a side note, I will be meeting Edward Furlong at Monster Mania in Cherry Hill, NJ at the end of this month!  I think I'm more excited to hear his distinct voice in person!  Hasta la vista, Baby!


Thursday, July 28, 2011

BULLY

2001
Based on a true story.
Director:  Larry Clark
Writers:  Jim Schutze (book)
           David McKenna (as Zachary Long) and
          Roger Pullis (screenplay)
Starring:  Brad Renfro and Nick Stahl

Let's be blunt here...this is a fucked up story.  It is true, therefore, it must be told.  Now, I watched this film quite a few times years ago, however, I recently watched a documentary on it.  Thanks to the Biography channel (YOU ROCK!), I knew just from reading the description that it was the same story.

Oddly enough, the stories from the movie and documentary drifted apart in certain aspects.  Primarily, the focus on who the victim is and who the "real bad guy" is differs here.  I know films can fabricate issues in stories and still slap the "this is based on a true story" sticker, attracting a wider audience, however, I just don't see why they would have to fabricate a story that is already outrageously bloodcurdling.  Let me discuss a little of each so you can tell me what you think...

The gist of the story goes a little something like this.  There are a group of teenage friends who are abused physically, sexually, and verbally by one of their own.  It is disturbing to watch, yet even more confusing to grasp the concept of why this "bully" remains in the friend category for so many people.  I pondered this until they all murdered him.

The movie really makes the murder of the "bully" seem justified, especially for the main character, who is the "bully's" best friend.  The movie shows mild slashes of brutalization towards the best friend.  This abuse includes random punches to the face, peer pressure, and absolute loss of control that is surrendered to manipulation.  Just to get a glimpse of what I'm referencing, the most disturbing scene contains the bully violently interrupting the best friend having sex with his own girlfriend to rape her.  The best picture I can paint for you of this bully is visualizing that douche bag you see at the bar every weekend who is obnoxiously violating every girl's personal space, and multiply him by 4,738.

The documentary on the other hand, declined to mention the intensity of the abuse the bully submerged his so-called friends in.  If I recall correctly, there wasn't even any mention of the numerous rapes he committed throughout the film.  It makes me wonder if he even was the monster that the movie easily convinced the viewer to hate.  Perhaps the documentary only relied on the words of the bully's family, forcing them to neglect the acknowledgement of the defensive, justifying words from the guilty gang of friends.  I distinctly remember one policeman's statement from the documentary.  He blatantly claimed that this group of people, or malicious killers depending on who you ask, would have killed regardless of the circumstance.  He claimed that if it wasn't the bully, these losers in his eyes would have murdered someone else.  He truly believes they are animals with that crooked "Ted Bundy" look in their eyes.

In my opinion, the reasoning behind the murder of Bobby Kent remains a mystery.  We all are aware of the power behind peer pressure mixed with anger, but this story is pretty hardcore.  In the case the movie has more truth intertwined in the story, I can see how this situation could come about.  Bullying and its effects, especially recently, has unfortunately intensified.  As much as I believe that two wrongs don't make a right, this story reminds me of some episodes of Oxygen's "Snapped", where battered wives are abused and mutilated to the point where murder is the one and only escape from the fatal darkness.  Although the documentary would naturally be looked upon as holding more truth than some movie, something inside tells me there's more to this story than the loving families of all those involved will ever know.  With everyone either dead or rotting behind torturous bars, will we ever know the secrets that hide behind the curtains of what happened the night of July 15, 1993?


  





Wednesday, May 25, 2011

HOLLYWOOD WALK OF FAME STAR FOR DANNY


So I have been interning for Starline Films for years now.  Each year I nominate Danny Aiello to the Hollywood Chamber of Commerce in the hopes of him finally receiving a well deserved Hollywood Walk of Fame Star.  This is my third, consecutive year pulling an all-nighter a few days before the deadline, sifting through web sites in between draining my cell phone battery with e-mails and phone calls with Aiello's publicist and the creator of Starline Films.

I truly, fucking love this entire experience.  Although technically anyone can nominate a celebrity to receive a star, this not-so-free nomination could cost the sponsor (in this case, Starline Films) $25,000 if the nominee wins.  This astronomical figure covers the creation, installation, and maintenance of the star, which by the way, only consist of terrazzo and brass.

Anyway, with this said, if and WHEN Danny wins, it means celeb party time!  And I don't mean tequila body shots off of Aiello party time..I'm thinking more the "Hey you should act in my movies for free:)" party time, AKA networking and eventually getting paid to do what I absolutely love everyday.  Cross your fingers that 3's a charm in this nomination process...

Oh, if you're interested in checking out more about the stars, check out this site... Hollywood Walk of Fame Star.

Monday, May 2, 2011

MOB WIVES

Who is this D'Rita D'Avanzo?  I love her.  She is everything I daydream about when producing possible character profiles for mafia movies.  I don't even care if the show is based on fabricated bullshit or not, because all I know is I want her in my movies!

I believe this show recently premiered.  According to my DVR, three episodes aired so far.  To be honest, the show isn't great.  I've definitely seen worse, but I would be lying if I said each episode keeps me intrigued until the end.  D'Rita is the reason I still have a series recording set up:)

There are four lead ladies who are connected either by their father or husbands.  Besides D'Rita, there's Renee and two other women whose names I can't even recall.  Renee is too much...enough said.  She reminds me of Danielle from NJ Housewives, and that completely drains my interest for her.  Some would argue that her type of drama makes the show, but ultimately, it's the show's biggest flaw in my opinion.  I feel like Renee gets the biggest paycheck for her acting, unlike D'Rita.  Honestly, I feel like D'Rita missed the "this is a scripted reality television show" memo, and signed up to actually reveal personal horror.

D'Rita really looks like she should have starred in Goodfellas or The Sopranos.  The first time I saw her, I created this assumption of her lifestyle.  Her long red hair flatters her slightly aged face appropriately.  I find her to be gorgeous, but even I can't ignore the mild wrinkles that probably formed as a result of some cocaine issues in the past.  Even her voice stresses smoking abuse.  Her tough, Italian attitude always flares through her personality and mannerisms.  She looks like she won and lost some fights in the past.  I can also see her pulling a "Karen Hill" and screaming psychotically at the first realization her husband was cheating, and routinely flushing drugs and hiding a gun in her panties before the raids.  

But if the show really holds some truth, I can't help but to wonder how and why these ladies are still alive and haven't been whacked already.  I don't think having your own reality television show that revolves around your mafia infested life is in the Witness Protection Program's contract.

The show drops some hardcore names of people who were indeed noted for their organized crime.  One of the main characters is the daughter of the infamous Salvatore "Sammy The Bull" Gravano, whose ratting ways caught the public's attention.  And for those who weren't aware of his cooperation with the FBI, well they probably found out when Peter Maas decided to publish a book on Gravano's life.  I just don't understand how they are getting away with this.  Is this made up and D'Rita is a notable actress, or is this shit for real?

Well anyway, fuck the show's creditability.  It's worth at least one viewing, and VH1 reruns are played quite often.  If you are familiar with the show, let me know your thoughts on it...

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

SCRE4M

2011
Director:  Wes Craven
Writer:  Kevin Williamson
Starring:  Neve Campbell, David Arquette, and Courteney Cox

YES!  I've been an original fan since 1996.  I can still recall the first night I watched it.  I had to be eleven or twelve.  A neighbor spilled the blood on the first gory ten minutes of the film to me, so I knew it was one of those movies that could only be endured to its maximum with the lights out.  Although I do remember it was a bootleg, beings how I watched it in the comfort of my own bed while others traveled to the movie theater, I honestly do not remember if it was a VHS tape or DVD.  You know you're old when you own a movie on DVD and VHS:)

I fell in love with this movie because it slices a new light into the horror genre.  The overwhelming comic relief alters the emotional effect it has on the viewer.  The story almost made me want to live in "Woodsboro" just to hang out with the characters, whether they were psychotic or not.  Can you honestly say you would not have attended Stu's party in the first film?  Most horror films splash me with sympathy for the victims and fill my stomach with that awkward feeling of fear for the possibilities of what can happen in real life.  Scream stands out in this sense because it intertwines horror with comedy while throwing in intense and suspenseful scenes.

Although the original is unmistakably the best, I have some honorable notes to mention for the second film.  I dig the music almost as much as the original movie soundtrack.  The "ear slashing" movie theater murder opener is epic.  The scariest and most suspenseful scene is delivered in this sequel.  When Sidney and her friend are being escorted to an unknown place by the two cops, Ghostface interrupts their plan and kills the two cops.  The two girls get trapped in the back seat after the car crashes and the killer, who was driving,  is temporarily knocked out.  The only way out of the car is to climb over the limp, masked body.  Watching two girls attempt this makes you unnervingly squint knowing the killer just has to wake up any second.

This movie also does an amazing job framing different characters throughout the story, leading the viewer to accuse the wrong people.  As a result, the killers' true identities are especially surprising.  Not to mention, the twist that reveals the killers' identity is not only off the top, but also is believable and makes perfect sense, unlike the third sequel.

Scream 3 sucked.  Period.  I can still remember the excitement that tossed in my stomach the night I stood in line on opening night.  Beings how I had to live up to my crazy reputation, I dressed up as Ghostface.  Unfortunately, a cop made me remove my mask before I could even enter the theater.  That shitty buzz kill foreshadowed the disappointment the movie had in store.  I recently discovered why that movie sucked so bad.  The entire film series was directed by Wes Craven and written by Kevin Williamson, however, Scream 3 had a lot of writing influence from Ehren Kruger.  Thankfully Kruger only wrote bits for Scream 4 which were uncredited to him, may I add.  Perhaps he got caught up writing a fucked up sequel to Nightmare on Elm Street?

I must be honest, my expectations for Scream 4 were not high at all.  I wanted to see it for sentimental reasons, and I am sure as hell happy I did!  I found the multiple opener twist satisfying and enjoyed the few cameos made by some familiar faces from some favorite television shows.  Above all, I found the ending twist quite tasteful.

My favorite scene probably consisted of 4,839 gallons of corn syrup/fake blood.  Olivia's death scene is classic because her friends watch helplessly from a window in the house next door as she gets slaughtered.  When help finally arrives and the bedroom door of the crime scene is first revealed, the walls are literally painted red.  Don't worry, it's not the overwhelming gore that tickles my interest.  It's the fact that the crime scene has a familiar look to it.  It reminds me of Tina's last breaths in Wes Craven's Nightmare On Elm Street.  Now that's symbolism, baby!



Monday, April 11, 2011

SERIAL KILLERSSS

This is one of the many blogs to come in the future on this topic.  I have a strange penchant for researching and educating myself on the history of serial killers.  I know it's weird, but it is indeed harmless.

The fact that people can actually create such gore without remorse fascinates my mind.  In reality, there are many things I can easily say I was born without motivation for.  Things such as bungee jumping 800 feet, flying to the moon, studying medicine, and violently butchering innocent victims are not in my future.  In the case I did succeed in bungee jumping, I suppose I would feel somewhat of an accomplished feeling, if not dizziness.  On the other hand, I don't believe sleeping would be an option for me any longer after committing a heinous crime.  Needless to say, I do agree with the general majority that serial killers deserve worse than rotting in prison for the rest of their lives.

Today, my attention is on Jack The Ripper as a result of my poor choice of a DVD selection this morning.  I opened up The Lodger today without expectations of being satisfied, nor scared.  (Although I did nap in the middle of it and dreamed someone was in my apartment.  It was a rather rocky afternoon greeting for me.) This 2009, book-based story is pretty much a waste of time.  I do admit I was intrigued to find out who the killer was in the end.  Believe it or not, I wasn't too disappointed with the ending twist.  Ultimately, your time will be better invested with From Hell if you're looking for a Jack The Ripper based flick.

Jack The Ripper lurked the dark streets of the Whitechapel district of London in 1888.  Apparently, his true identity is still unknown, but we can thank newspapers for naming this killer Jack The Ripper, The Whitechapel Murderer, and Leather Apron.  The Ripper is notorious for slicing the throats of quite a few prostitutes before surgically removing female organs.  I do believe I have read that there is no record of him being a sexual predator, however, he is noted for being intelligent considering he performed such surgery.  Some also believe he sent letters to the police and newspapers, although others brush them off and threw them in the hoax pile.

I suppose this killer lucked out as a result of the lack of technology and forensics in the time period.  I am skeptical that we will never really know the truth due to all the possible fabrication infested into this story.