The Gilded Age
For a show that focuses on the kinds of people we joke about guillotining, The Gilded Age is pretty damn compelling. Created by Julian Fellowes, who also created Downton Abbey (and there are a LOT of similarities between the two shows, including very similar plot twists), The Gilded Age follows the ambitious Russell family as they try to integrate into the elite world of fashionable New York City in the 1880s.
George Russell (Morgan Spector) is new money--he made his fortune through his own hard work (and on the backbreaking labor of many others, of course!). Old Money New York hates "new people" and excludes them at every turn. However, George's wife, Bertha (Carrie Coon, a force to be reckoned with), is viciously ambitious and will stop at nothing to not only force her way into society, but to dominate it completely.
Like Downton Abbey, The Gilded Age follows a huge cast of characters, including both "downstairs" and "upstairs" people, as they navigate a period in United States history where a tiny percentage of stupidly wealthy people owned everything and everyone else worked their asses off for scraps. Sounds a bit familiar, eh? The acting is top notch, with talent such as Christine Baranski, Cynthia Nixon, Audra McDonald, and Nathan Lane among the cast. It's also, of course, gorgeous to look at (the clothing, especially). And it's amazing how quickly I got sucked into the drama. Even the wealthy cry bitter tears at night, and I'm here for it.
Grade: A
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The Assessment
I wanted more out of this dystopian film about a future in which couples must apply to become parents. In the (not too distant?) future, Mia (Elizabeth Olsen) and Aaryan (Himesh Patel) are a successful couple living on the "new world" where resources are extremely scarce and raising a child is a luxury and a privilege. The couple applies for parenthood and an assessor, Virginia (Alicia Vikander), comes to live with them for a week to assess their parental worthiness. Things get weird real fast.
The Assessment feels like an extra long Black Mirror episode and, frankly, not one of the better episodes. The film is intriguing and certainly tense as hell, but I don't really think it says anything new about parenting or society--though it seems to want to say something new. I was left feeling pretty empty by the end of the film--not out of depression or sadness, but more in a "well, that was certainly a movie" type of way. Great acting by Olsen and Vikander. Check it out if you enjoy dystopian stories.
Grade: B
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You'll Never Find Me
This single-location horror film fell flat. Brendan Rock plays Patrick, a man living alone in a trailer park. During a horrible storm a woman--named only "The Visitor" (played by Jordan Cowan)--knocks on his door asking to use his phone. Patrick lets her in but explains that he doesn't have a phone and she'll need to wait until the storm dies down so that he can take her to the pay phone at the edge of the park.
Scary, tense shit ensues. The audience wonders if Patrick is going to hurt the woman. Sure seems that way when he practically demands that she take a shower to "warm up". But then we wonder if she is going to hurt him. After all, wouldn't it be too obvious if the big scary man hurt the poor, soaking wet lady?
You'll Never Find Me is a straight-to-Shudder horror film and it shows. The single location suggests that it was made on a shoestring budget, which is admirable, but doesn't make for a compelling film. It starts off slow and ends up not going to a particularly interesting place. I'd say skip it and make room for a better film.
Grade: C-
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The Mothman Prophecies
I hadn't seen this 2002 film since it was in theatres and the only thing I remembered was "chapstick" (IYKYK). An online friend mentioned watching it and, as coincidence (or Mothman interference) would have it, I found the DVD for a buck at a thrift store not long after. I watched it with my mom and we agreed: pretty ok movie! I didn't love the frenetic, choppy editing, but the story of John Klein (Richard Gere), a man grieving the loss of his wife (Debra Messing), and then mysteriously drawn to Point Pleasant, West Virginia and beset with disturbing visions, is compelling.
The Mothman is a cryptid that was spotted numerous times in 1966 and 1967 in Point Pleasant. In December of 1967, the Silver Bridge, connecting Ohio and West Virginia, collapsed, killing 46 people. Many folks believed there was a connection between the Mothman sightings and the bridge collapse. In 1975, journalist John Keel wrote a book about the sightings and what they could mean. That book became the basis for this film (even though the film takes place in the early 2000s). Got all that?
I really enjoy movies where a person becomes obsessed with something spooky--either a crime or something supernatural--and has to do a bunch of research to put all the clues together. While The Mothman Prophecies is nowhere near as good as, for example, Zodiac, it still pushes a lot of those buttons for me. It also weaves in a message about grief. John Klein is extra vulnerable to becoming obsessed with the Mothman because he is still grieving the loss of his wife (who saw and drew pictures of the Mothman before she died) and the search for answers provides both a distraction from difficult emotions and a reason for his wife's death. If he can save others, maybe his wife's death meant something.
Overall, a solid movie but not an all-timer for me, apologies to Mr. Mothman.
Grade: B-
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The Human Centipede
I did it, y'all. I watched Tom Six's masterpiece, The Human Centipede. I have been avoiding this movie since I heard about it in 2009. I had nightmares about this movie from simply hearing the premise of it. Not even watching the trailer, which I avoided.
Time went on, I got more into horror movies, I listened to a bunch of podcasts about The Human Centipede, and finally I realized that the movie will not scare me or even gross me out too much. So I girded my anus and sat down to watch the film.
And you guys will be so shocked at what I found out: the movie fucking sucks.
The Human Centipede is poorly acted (with somewhat of an exception for Dieter Laser, who plays the mad Dr. Heiter with maximum camp), boring, not scary, and honestly not even that gross. The idea of people stitched ass-to-mouth is gross, but you don't really see anything. Not that I'm complaining.
Extreme horror fans will tell you that The Human Centipede 2 is really the one to watch out for and that it is absolutely disgusting and stomach churning. I had a notion that I might watch the sequels, but I somehow feel like my time might be better spent scrubbing my toilet with a toothbrush.
The Human Centipede is more of a gimmick than an actual movie. At 90 minutes, the film feels way too long. When I tell you that almost nothing happens in this movie, I'm not exaggerating. The movie is basically this: "Hey, man, I had this crazy thought! What if some crazy doctor kidnapped people and stitched them ass-to-mouth so that they were forced to eat each other's poop?! Wouldn't that be insane??" That's the movie. It's a drunken thought expressed in a bar after one too many beers. In fact, director Tom Six came up with the premise of the film after talking with a friend about the worst possible punishment for a pedophile (being stitched via mouth to an overweight trucker's asshole, apparently). Ironically, there are no pedophiles in this movie as far as I can tell, only innocent victims. Now, a movie about pedophiles being stitched ass-to-mouth might actually be interesting. But sadly, all we have is this movie, which ain't much more than a fart in the wind.
Grade: D








