"Oh, and Lost? They were all dead."
This is not the straight superhero show I was expecting; instead it's the tale of Oliver Queen spending five years as Robinson Crusoe on an island in the South China Sea, emerging as a kind of Robin Hood figure (secretly), reintegrating himself into society. And the mystery of what happened over that five years is clearly going to unfold gradually. An awful lot is deliberately not explained. It's a very promising premise, but not what I was expecting. Mind you, I know very little of the Green Arrow comics.
So Oliver is very rich, has inherited his vast wealth, has been a bit of an irresponsible playboy figure, and was the only survivor. During the accident he was cheating with the sister of his girlfriend Laurel: that's awkward. Laurel and her mate are lawyers helping little people against big bad corporate types.
Intriguingly, Oliver is briefly kidnapped by masked men who are very keen to know what happened during the shipwreck, and what his father said to him; this highlights to us, the viewer, that what was said must have been significant. And Oliver has a list from his dad, seemingly of rich had people; the first from the list has had his money transferred to the bank accounts of good causes; it seems that Green Arrow is Robin Hood in more ways than one.
And then we get a final reveal- the baddies are working for Moira, Oliver's mother! This is addictive stuff already.
Welcome to my blog! I do reviews of Doctor Who from 1963 to present, plus spin-offs. As well as this I do non-Doctor Who related reviews of The Prisoner, The Walking Dead, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Dollhouse, Blake's 7, The Crown, Marvel's Agents of SHIELD, Sherlock, Firefly, Batman and rather a lot more. There also be reviews of more than 600 films and counting. Oh, and whatever I happen to be reading, or listening to. And Marvel comics in order from 1961 onwards.
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Sunday, 17 February 2013
A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010)
"You really shouldn't fall asleep in class!"
I'm really not a fan of unnecessary remakes, particularly
all the recent remakes of '80s movies; why not just make an original film? Still,
this seemed the obvious thing to blog next, having just reviewed the original.
It's an odd beast; this is, to date, the only film helmed by Samuel Bayer,
whose career essentially consists of a highly impressive list of music videos,
most famously Nirvana's "Smells Like Teen Spirit", during the
recording of which he earned himself a reputation as something of a tyrant.
Given that background, he's given us a film that is as technically polished as
one might expect, but it doesn't quite work: it's well-shot, but it just isn't
scary.
There are many things about this film, not least the
dialogue and performances, which can be said to surpass the original,
reflecting both the general improvement in quality over time and the relatively
higher status afforded to this remake in contrast to the low budget original.
The story is more slickly told, more tightly edited, pacier, etc, etc. It's
also rather noticeable, incidentally, that teenagers in 2010 appear to be far
more mature and intelligent than they were back in 1984! I'm aware this remake
has been criticised for its emphasis on Freddy Krueger's paedophile origins,
although my impression of the original is that this has always been implicit:
he was always a "child killer". Even so, making this explicit
arguably distracts from the scares. I think the idea is to make the whole thing
a metaphor for repressed memories of abuse, but this doesn't make the film any
scarier.
General lack of scares aside, the new Freddy Krueger just
doesn't work. The make-up looks good, but it doesn't look scary. Jackie Earle
Haley is a good actor, but he's miscast as Freddy. And there are lots of things
which, in isolation, are good ideas (the nods to the science of insomnia, the
emphasis on the backstory, the twist that Freddy was indeed guilty of abusing
the children), but distract from what should be a tightly focussed horror film.
Some minor points: this film, like pretty much all of both
American and British popular culture, has a game called "tag" and the
phrase "tag, you're it". In the playgrounds of Leicestershire, during
my childhood, it was definitely "tig" and "tig, you're on".
Is this a regional thing?
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