There was a time when my love for James Bond was unconditional. Like many fans of the Bond films, I grew up watching the exploits of 007. One of my oldest cinematic memories was a dusk-to-dawn Bond marathon at the local drive-in, where bits and pieces of Goldfinger and Diamonds are Forever managed to forever work their way into my mind. Live and Let Die is one of the first movies I fully remember seeing in its entirety at the theatre, and when ever Bond films turned up on the ABC Sunday Night Movie, I watched religiously. During my junior high and high school years there was a local second-run theatre that had an annual Bond film festival where you could see two movies for about $4. I attended those festivals every year for six years, seeing every Bond movie on the big screen (complete with trailers). Looking back, my love for film began with the 007 films (along with the Planet...Read the entire review
I think the failure of Emilio Estevez's "Bobby" lies in his broad cinematic brush strokes. Endeavoring to make a film not only as a tribute to 1960's idealism, but also as a warning for today's political climate, the picture has no point of entry. It's a self-centered movie about a seemingly selfless man, and its criminal (or ironic) that a picture about a politician renown for his clarity would result in a movie that's a mess. Estevez desires a "Grand Hotel" design to "Bobby," devising characters and storylines to weave through the Ambassador Hotel on the lengthy day Robert Kennedy, on the cusp of solidifying his inspiring run for President, was gunned down by assassin Sirhan B. Sirhan. So how could Estevez get away with taking a split-second act of aggression and stretch it into nearly two hours of drama?
Jim (Christian Bale) is an Iraq War vet unable to find the employment with the LAPD that was promised when he returned home. Angry and bitter, Jim hooks up with his friend Mike (Freddy Rodriguez), another vet bullied by his overbearing girlfriend (Eva Longoria), to find a job. Suited up, and with the whole day to play with, Jim and Mike head out on the streets, soon getting caught up in drug and weapon deals, job interviews, and assorted border havoc that keeps them from focusing in on their plans for friendship and the future. Writer David Ayer found tremendous critical and box office success with his script for "Training Day." The gritty tale of corruption and ludicrous street justice put Ayer on the Hollywood map, so it's hard to blame the guy for trying to recreate the same magic in his directorial debut, "Harsh Times." "Times" beats the same streets as "Training." Ayer knows the topogra...Read the entire review
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