Showing posts with label preview screening. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preview screening. Show all posts

Sunday, February 08, 2009

The First 18 minutes of Watchmen at NYCC '09


For a giant-sized handful of lucky fans at comic con yesterday, WB screened the first 18 minutes of the Watchmen, as well as an additional scene which has yet to be screened anywhere else. It just so happens AHR and myself happened to be among the lucky few. Now, at this point, I feel like an ass saying "*Spoiler Alert*"... I doubt there are even a few among you who don't know exactly how the Watchmen ends. But for those who don't, or at least for those who want to keep the movie fresh, stop reading.

As an added treat, Watchmen artist Dave Gibbons introduced the film clips. Even though Alan Moore may not be behind the project, Gibbons certainly seems to be. He had nothing but glowing praise for the film and the people behind it. Of course you have to take that with a grain of salt, but to be honest, after seeing the open... I have to say I'm pretty impressed. I've been expecting disappointment-I enjoy keeping my expectations low, but unfortunately that may be a challenge now.

Anyway, let's get to it. The film opens on Blake chilling in his swanky apartment and a series of news clips on tv about escalating Cold War tensions and whatnot. There's a brief Nixon press conference and a few other clips not featured in the comic. I'm always wary of added material, but I'm really enjoying all of this era specific news footage; plus their Nixon is the perfect amount of cartoony Nixon characterization... not too goofy, but just evil enough to be a caricature.

Blake's fight with the shadowy assailant is now a full on scene, not just a series of flashbacks as it was in the comic. The fight sequence is impressively choreographed... though it's a bit dancy for my tastes (in its defense, AHR loved it). I just pictured that fight as a bit more desperate and brutal-no fancy moves or anything, just a good old fashioned ass-whoopin. But it is a superhero movie, and those Hollywood fight coordinators have to do something with their time. There was some impressive knife play, I'll give it that.

Immediately after Blake is tossed out the window and we've held on the requisite falling, blood-stained button; we go into the title sequence. And here is where the brilliance begins; this is what truly impressed me. Set to Bob Dylan's "The Times They Are A-Changin'", the title montage is made up of beautifully composed, nearly frozen in time moments of this world's history. Starting with a happy photo of the 1940's Minutemen, the montage slowly devolves into the grimmer reality of the "present day" Watchmen universe. Things were happy during WWII (I mean, who wouldn't be happy punching Nazis?), and then everything went to hell.

A few images worth mentioning: a recast version of the classic V-Day celebration photo of the sailor kissing the woman in the street... now its the sexy Silhouette kissing that lady... hooray for lesbianism. Even though I might find it hard to believe that these times were so forgiving as to celebrate lesbians in the street, I'm not one to ever complain about lesbians. So I won't. The excesses of the 70s are humorously covered as well-one shot features Andy Warhol showing off a Marilyn Monroe-esque print of the night owl. Another features a smug Ozymandias walking into a lavish studio 54. Of course the sad fates of the original Watchmen is covered, as well as some particularly sad shots of a young Walter Kovacs.

Ok, we're past that brilliance. We were lucky enough to see the scene following the titles as well-Rorschach inspecting Blake's apartment and discovering his alter ego as the Comedian. Despite a few well muttered "hurm"s, I have to say I'm skeptical of Jackie Earle Haley's Rorschach voice... its basically an impression of Christian Bale's Batman voice... and I was never really sold on his Batman voice to begin with. I wish he would have gone with a more monotone, emotionless take on the voice as opposed to the gravelly goodness of the Dark Knight.

After the open, we were blessed with the chance to see the cafeteria scene of Rorschach in prison. I've been trying to keep my fanboy cool, but this sucker had me gushing. It was pretty damn badass; despite the fact that if you closed your eyes, you could hear Batman yelling "I'm Not Locked Up In Here With You, You're Locked Up In Here With ME!" But here is where you really see how perfectly Jackie Earle Haley fits the role. He looks perfect (even if he doesn't sound it).

After the screening, Dave Gibbons answered a few brief questions. He guaranteed people that Doc Manhattan's nudity would remain explicit, he apologized to "cephalopod lovers" and broke hearts when he announced there would be no squid monster at the end (though he reassured us that though the MacGuffin may be different, the ending is still the same)... Lastly, he touched upon an interesting point. In response to a question about the potential for the film to change the superhero film genre, he expressed disappointment in the direction comics took after Watchmen. Together with the Dark Knight Returns, Watchmen heralded one of the darkest ages in comicdom (both in theme and quality) Apparently, back in the day, both Gibbons and Moore joked that if they were to work on another DC property, they would have loved to work on Captain Marvel; a decidedly happier and lighter character than any of the others. Gibbons expressed hope that the Watchmen movie wouldn't have the same effect on superhero films. Though it is interesting to note that timing wise, the movie coincides with the darkest Batman movie to date-and one that has already promised to change comic book movies. Hopefully the success of Iron Man and Spiderman will keep things balanced in the future. The last thing the now blossoming superhero movie machine needs, is another early 90's era dark age.

To end on a "positive" note, here is another awesome viral video for the Watchmen, courtesy of The New Frontiersman.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Movie Review: Sweeney Todd

Sometimes blood everywhere is the only way a situation is going to go. From Titus Andronicus to Travis Bickle, there's a rich dramatic history of individuals alienated to the point of insanity who, to paraphrase Patrick Bateman, "just have to kill a lot of people."

The story of Sweeney Todd comes from Victorian England, which as all young Americans learn, was not the place to be unless you were an actual queen of England named Victoria. Composer Stephen Sondhiem has Sweeney sum up his opinion of 19th century London with these lyrics: "There's a hole in the world like a great black pit/and it's filled with people who are filled with shit." Tim Burton sets his adaptation of this nearly flawless Sondheim musical in a a gray, vile world to match this sentiment. The only thing that gives color to the world, and relief to the protagonist, is blood. Lots and lots of blood.

Todd's antagonist is the snakely Judge Turpin (Alan Rickman), who had him carted off to a penal colony in Australia, then stole away his wife and infant child. Fifteen years later, Todd returns. He is put up by the pie-shop proprietress Mrs. Lovett (Helena Bonham Carter), and one complete mental breakdown later, the two hatch a scheme that is as grotesque as it is practical. Soon the blood is flowing in full force: squished between gears, gracefully seeping, cataracting down necks, shooting out like geysers from the necks of some of our favourite British performers.

Stage productions of the musical have traditionally put Todd's boiling rage at the forefront of his character, but Johnny Depp gives a more sorrowful, repressed performance of a man who makes a constant effort not to feel anything at all. With a chalk white face and dark eyes, he looks like he has no blood left in him. He only brightens up when he's actively planning his revenge, and the only time he seems to be truly part of the living world is when he's slashing someone's throat (by the middle of the film, not an infrequent occurrence). Otherwise, he seems so haunted by death he is virtually dead himself. Sweeney's consumption with death is put to great effect in Burton's staging of the song "By the Sea," in which Lovett's fantasizes about a life of bourgeois paradise with her shattered maniac - bright, surreal scenes are undercut by a catatonic Sweeney, staring blankly ahead through beachside lounge-abouts and dinner with friends.

Mrs. Lovett, as played by HBC, is intensely driven by her desire for domestic comfort, and ghoulish in her easy acceptance of the horrendous path that takes her there. Carter's comedic timing helps her fly through her first musical number, despite her weak singing voice. Her lack of diction proves to be a real problem with some of the more up-tempo songs, which is a shame since the lyrics in this show are some of the best in all of musical theater. Depp handles his songs by going back and forth between a unembellished but effective tenor and a somewhat misplaced rocker's growl, which he gets away with because of how completely believable his portrayl is otherwise. The best voice in the film belongs to newcomer Ed Sanders, who plays a young urchin who strikes a maternal chord in Mrs. Lovett, at least until he be becomes an inconvenience to her. When he does, Carter's Mrs. Lovett suffers the loss acutely, unlike the Patti LuPone Lovett in the recent outstanding Broadway production, who was a fierce sociopath. It's a good choice for this quieter Sweeney and Lovett duo, if a little predictable and Hollywood.

There is a subplot revolving around Todd's grown daughter Joanna and her starry-eyed lover Anthony, played by Jayne Wisener and Jamie Campbell Bower. Together, they look like a pair of waifs who may have fallen from the pages of Burton's sketchbook. Bower has a pleasant and emotive voice, although the cuts in material leave him with only one chance to show it off. Wisener's singing is less noteworthy. It would be my guess that these actors are singing at less than their full capability so as not to contrast too strongly with the bleak, ugly world of the film, but Wisener's strained performance of her aria, "Green Finch and Linnet Bird", makes a beautiful song come off inert. Alan Rickman is awesome, as usual, and his singing voice is as nice to listen to as his speaking voice. So we're talking really nice. Sacha Baron Cohen, as the rival barber Pirelli, is gigantic in every way.

Sweeney Todd is in many ways a return to form for Tim Burton. For the last decade, his work has exhibited some of his distinctive visual touches, but often overall they were characterized by stale tableau, unimaginative camera work and clunky attempts at humor. Much of humor in Sweeney Todd comes from from how people can remain unbothered by the most unspeakable crimes, and Burton wisely lets these moments play straight, accenting the absurdity.

The film's final moment is a striking image that exemplifies why revenge might not in fact be a great idea after all. The quiet nature of the ending may leave you surprised that it's over, but as with several other key points of the film, an eerie, almost frozen image is made majestic by the expertly orchestrated score. No one could have expected this film to end cleanly, as revenge stories rarely do. There's no redemption to be had, unless you count Tim Burton's success in bringing us another brilliant portrait of a doomed outsider, and his darkest one to date.

Obligatory Letter Grade: A-

The previous review is a joint effort between AHR and Gnerd contributor Sarah B.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Free Beowulf Passes at NYC Nerd Hotspots


Lately it seems like you can't take two steps in Manhattan without someone shoving a Beowulf screening ticket in your face. Yesterday hipster-nerds picked up passes at the East Village bar The Sunburnt Cow at release party for the Beowulf video game, which I'd assume is visually indistinguishable from the Beowulf movie which already looks like a video game cut-scene.

Today the free passes are being given out in true-blue nerd locations; Forbidden Planet and The Neutral Ground Gaming Room (Magic Players, holla!). Details after the jump.


Each pass admits 2, and the screening will take place at 8pm TONIGHT. Passes will be available at the stores between 12pm and 4pm.

This is a Village Voice sponsored event, and if you're part of their fairly awesome Movie Club mailing list you'll be automatically entered in a email-drawing for passes, but really, who can take that chance?

According to the ad in the Voice, only 50 tickets will be available at each location, so I'm guessing they'll go fast, particularly at Forbidden Planet. Possibly slightly less so at Neutral Ground, because the address the Voice published in their ad was, according to the store clerk I spoke to, "completely wrong". The completely right store locations are:

Forbidden Planet
840 Broadway (on the corner of East 13th Street)

Neutral Ground
15 West 37th Street
(between 5th & 6th Avenues)

Friday, October 26, 2007

Battlestar Galactica Fans: Register For A Free RAZOR Screening, Quick!


If you're a Battlestar Galactica fan and you don't want to wait till Nov 24th to see the big exciting Razor episode, hop over to this site ASAP and register for a free screening in a real live movie thee-a-ter on the much sooner date of November 12th!

Screenings are taking place in:
  • Boston
  • Chicago
  • Dallas/Ft. Worth
  • Los Angeles
  • New York City
  • Philadelphia
  • San Francisco
  • Seattle
The registration site just opened up, and I imagine these will go pretty fast. Godspeed!

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Weekanerd NYC: DC vs Marvel, DJ vs DJ, Torture Porn vs Artistry, You vs Vampires

Monday, October 15th
Personal Confession: While I cannot actually sit through a horror movie of the torture porn variety, I am frequently obsessed with them for reasons probably best left unexplored. Unlike some TP directors, Michael Haneke fully acknowledges the pornographic/obscene aspects of his ultra-brutal 1997 film, Funny Games; he'll be introducing it at MOMA, and will probably talk a bit about the upcoming remake with Naomi Watts. Can't wait to not see it!

Tuesday, October 16th
  • Comic Book Club: Steve Wacker and Mike Marts
  • 8pm @ The P.I.T, 154 West 29th St, Manhattan
Uh oh - this week the CBC boys have Marvel editor Steve Wacker on the couch, and DC editor Mike Marts. EDITOR DEATH MATCH 2007! $5 at the door.

Wednesday, October 17th
It seems like everyone I know has a friend who DJs, but when they say DJ they mean they play records at a bad club while wearing giant headphones. This is not that. This is a contest in which the country's most talented turntablists go head to head before a "jury of persnickity, battle-scarred judges". Plus the pre-show entertainment includes a set by a group of DJ supergroup called The X-Men, who I assume will be displaying some sort of rhythm based mutant power. Tickets are $12 bucks if you buy in advance, but music geeks with a CMJ Badge can get in free.

Thursday, October 18th
Wanna see this for free a day before it opens? I know I do. Time Out NY is giving away passes on October 16th, but you have to register on their site so you can get a notification email when the tickets become available. They'll probably go fast, so stay frosty.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Weeknerd NYC - Body Snatchers, The End of the World, Spooky Books, and Cronenberg


Monday, September 10, 2007
If The Invasion didn't do it for you, give the 1978 original a shot.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007
This isn't the most relaxing day to be a Manhattanite. Head over to this Nolita bookstore to be assured that the world actually won't end until 2012.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007
  • Brom
  • 5pm @ Jim Hanley's Universe, 4 W. 33rd Street, Manhattan
Gothic artist Brom celebrates the release of his new book, The Devil's Rose. It's described on BromArt.com as a "tragic western set in Hell". There isn't a single thing about that description I don't like.

Thursday, September 13, 2007
This new Cronenberg crime thriller stars two members of geek royalty - Naomi Watts and Viggo Mortensen. Something for everyone! This is a Moving of the Moving Image event, $12 members and $18 for non.