Showing posts with label Omari Hardwick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Omari Hardwick. Show all posts

Thursday, July 1, 2021

Army of the Dead (2021)

 Score: 2.5 / 5

The latest zombie movie opens with an odd, funny little scene of two vehicles heading toward each other on a remote desert highway. One is a convertible driven by two drunken newlyweds; the other is a military transport from Area 51 to destinations unknown. When the vehicles inevitably crash, the convoy's payload turns out to be a zombie, which quickly kills and turns each of the soldiers into his burgeoning, titular army. They walk toward the nearest hill to behold their glowing hunting ground. Then, as "Viva Las Vegas" plays loudly, we're treated to a montage of the zombie carnage that led to the U.S. military evacuating the city as much as possible before walling it off. Stuck inside, the initial zombie becomes a sort of king, lording over his domain from a casino called Olympus.

Zack Snyder always goes a bit gonzo, and sometimes it works in his favor. Heaven knows his masterpiece earlier this year, Justice League, wasn't exactly subtle. Here, he seems determined to go above and beyond the style of his previous postmortem outing -- in fact, his first film -- his 2004 remake of Dawn of the Dead, and in that he mostly succeeds. Whereas that film was a pretty straightforward remake of the George A. Romero classic, Snyder's newest release only loosely tips its hat to its predecessors; we might call it a spiritual successor or evolution of typical zombie fare. Its title is certainly meant to connect them generically, if not aesthetically.

The opening sequence also visually introduces us to several of the film's major characters, badass soldiers who survived Las Vegas and now work in blue-collar jobs, disillusioned and world-weary. These include Dave Bautista, Ana de la Reguera, and Omari Hardwick; characters have names, but there are too many to remember. And it's not like character names mean much in movies like this. They're all thinly written, with brief moments of sentiment shoehorned in amidst the bloody action. But this isn't meant to be character-driven drama. It's meant to be a hot mess of action, violence, humor, gore, and style. Snyder knows his audience.

In a plot that combines his earlier film with Ocean's 11, Bautista's character learns from Hiroyuki Sanada that there is $200 million locked in a vault under the Olympus casino, of no use to the zombies running the city. He also learns that the government plans to drop a nuclear bomb on the city in the next couple of days. Quickly assembling a team of safecrackers, coyotes, a pilot, an abusive cop, and ex-soldiers, Bautista leads them into hell to get rich. Once inside, they run into a zombified tiger -- yes, an undead tiger, which is one of the coolest things I've seen since ghost sharks in Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Men Tell No Tales. The tiger suggests to them that things inside have gotten much worse since the last time they entered the city of sin.

And while the tiger -- the tiger! -- and the race of hyper-zombies called Alphas are really cool, the movie continues in a remarkably typical pace on familiar paths. I felt that the plot, which is truly a clever conceit, served only to allow for action sequences. And the action is really wonderful in this movie, make no mistake. But I kept waiting for a twist, a complication, even a subplot, and none came. You can't think too much about this movie, or you'll become disappointed. I should have gone in a little buzzed on something, tired from a day's work, looking for action and music and fun, because that's what I would have gotten.

Snyder doesn't even seem to have anything to say about the concepts he introduces, which is possibly the greater sin. A walled-off American city under occupation, threatened with nuclear weapons? Needing a coyote to steal money from undesirables? Quarantining and temperature-checking people before they are allowed to travel? Snyder tosses these considerably hefty images and ideas into the film, but does absolutely nothing with them; maybe that's not a "bad" thing in itself, but it feels intellectually lazy to not follow through on any of the hot topics presented.

But when you have a few really, really great scenes, and a hell of a lot of fun along the way, does it matter that the plot is as shallow as they come? Snyder knows how to make breathtaking action, and  handful of riveting scares. Plus, his style is always fabulous to see, perhaps nowhere more so in this picture than when the zombie queen appears. Oh, and of course, we can all be thankful he has chosen the fast-zombie route of 28 Days Later and World War Z rather than The Walking Dead. It just adds an urgency and danger to what is often otherwise shambling yet overwhelming doom. This isn't a jewel in Snyder's crown, or in our lists of favorite zombie flicks, but it's got a modest reward for its viewers, if they are willing to join the crew.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Sorry to Bother You (2018)

Score: 4.5 / 5

There's a lot going on in this film, but it became clear early on that Sorry to Bother You is far more complex than the trailers indicated.

LaKeith Stanfield plays Cassius "Cash" Green (yes, his name was the first knock over the head), living in his uncle's (Terry Crews) garage with his girlfriend Detroit (Tessa Thompson). His only prospective job is for telemarketing company Regal View, but he finds little success until an older man (Danny Glover) teaches him to use his "white voice" on the phone. Sounding confident, easygoing, rich -- and like the people to whom he sells -- he quickly becomes the best seller on the floor. His overseers celebrate his successes and eventually promote him to the upper floor "Power Callers" where he works and lives in luxury but must always use his "white voice."

Cash accepts the new position and considerable raise, but quickly realizes he has sold his soul. While his friends from the lower level strike and try to organize a union to protect themselves, Cash learns dark secrets about the company. He learns that they sell weapons and human labor from WorryFree -- a company that offers food and housing and no bills for only a lifelong work contract! -- and then he meets CEO Steve Lift (Armie Hammer).

Saying much more would spoil the plot, but the film is essentially a satire with strong elements of science fiction. Its strong anti-capitalist ideas are dense and layered but effective, assuming the film's target audience isn't already leftist-leaning. Everyone else can surely enjoy the performances, especially of Stanfield and Hammer. Most of the comedy even had me laughing aloud in the theater, and you know that's not really my thing. And for Boots Riley's directorial debut, it's a pretty amazing piece of work.

That said, the film also boasts a little too much muchness for my taste. It hits its notes a little too hard on the nose, and for most of its run time I felt I was being preached at or interrogated. The film's numerous subplots began to feel contrived and forced, and took some of the umph out of the main thematic thrust. And I couldn't help but feel that, though we can't reach the end of this film without the early parts, the film could neatly have been divided into two distinct movies, each with different appeal. By the second half, I felt as though I were locked in a carnival funhouse against my will. That may well be the intent, but it didn't endear me to the picture.

But if the worst thing about a film is that it's got something big and important on its mind and then nails it, I won't complain much.

IMDb: Sorry to Bother You