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Showing posts with label thriller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thriller. Show all posts

Sunday, January 18, 2015

FILM REVIEW: BLACKHAT

Nicholas Hathaway (Chris Hemsworth) in Blackhat.
Hack of a Mann

By Ed Rampell

Around the time the anti-nuclear The China Syndrome was released in 1979, the Three Mile Island nuclear reactor calamity occurred. Similarly, just days before the opening of Universal’s hacking epic, Blackhat, the U.S. Central Command’s Twitter account was hacked by ISIS. Not to mention the recent Sony saga, wherein unflattering emails were laid bare and North Korea was blamed for this computer hacking. Although the DPRK denied these allegations, North Korea’s internet system then experienced technical difficulties, with computer outages.

The above cyberattacks seem like publicity stunts to ballyhoo Blackhat. Not even the most inventive Hollywood press agent could conjure up the PR bonanza Universal is enjoying, free of charge, with Blackhat opening Jan. 16 amidst these hack attacks. But instead of instigating promotions, it seems that director Michael Mann and screenwriter Morgan Davis Foehl have their proverbial fingers on the pulse -- not to mention the digital zeitgeist.

While many action packed blockbusters full of explosions and nonstop violence are merely mindless “entertainment” and escapist flicks, with their two hour-plus stylish, cinematic work Mann and Foehl have created the thinker’s thriller. In it, Chris Hemsworth, who has played  Thor in the Marvel movie versions of the Norse God of Thunder, proves he can also portray an action hero outside of a superhero costume. His Nicholas Hathaway, a Dirty Dozen-like computer genius whom authorities release from prison to help them stop an über hacker who has caused a Three Mile Island-like disaster in China.

Along the way Hathaway hooks up with American and Chinese agents and computer whizzes, including Viola Davis as a 9/11-haunted operative, John Ortiz, plus Leehom Wang and Wei Tang as the touching brother-sister team Chen Dawai and Lien Chen.

Director Mann has made socially aware films before, in particular 1999’s The Insider, about an anti-tobacco whistleblower and how 60 Minutes blew his story, plus his 2001 boxer biopic, Ali, a film that pulled no punches and took off the gloves when it came to Muhammad Ali’s resistance to the draft, the Vietnam War and racism. Blackhat’s plot moves in unexpected directions as Hathaway, Lien and company try to unravel the mystery of who did the hacking -- and more importantly, why?

Although in its form and content Blackhat is thoughtful (if sometimes ponderous and hard to follow), the movie displays Mann’s filmic flair for action. The director brings the same cinematic sensibility to Blackhat’s riveting shootouts and so on that Mann infused in 2006’s Miami Vice and 1995’s Heat. Although, as in his 1992 The Last of the Mohicans, Mann combines action with intelligence. 

In that age old tradition of the Western male romancing the “Oriental” female (can you say “Madame Butterfly”?), Hathaway and Lien inexorably couple up. Although the lovers are filmed in bed two-gether, she is always more or less dressed and beneath blankets or sheets, which seems rather odd, considering the fact that it’s pretty hot outside (apparently hotter than inside). Perhaps this has something to do with the film’s financing and its release in the world’s biggest movie market, China? Tang was far sexier in Ang Lee’s 2007 film, Lust, Caution, which reportedly caused her to have problems with PRC apparatchiks. The apparent effort to curry favor with Chinese officials and audiences may also explain the depiction of various PRC authorities, officers, agents, etc.

Another curious thing about Blackhat is how the story unfolds in a futuristic world of hi-tech high rises in Hong Kong, etc., but for some reason the characters usually shack up, lie low and hideout in fleabag low rise dives. The contrasts are stark.

Nevertheless, by tackling a ripped-from-the-headlines crisis Mann has made the tried and true thriller genre timely and cutting edge, as well as sitting-on-the-edge-of-your-seat exciting. Welcome to the not-so-brave new world of hacking.

 

 
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, June 6, 2013

FILM REVIEW: THE PREY

Franck Adrien (Albert Dupontel) in The Prey.
The hunted and the hunters

By John Esther

Franck Adrien (Albert Dupontel -- AKA Pierre, the intellectual gone amok with a fire extinguisher in Irreversible) is a bank robber doing time in prison. Although he is a loner who just wants to be left alone to serve his time, others will not let Franck alone. He has a stack of money hidden from his last job, but he does not trust anyone -- including his incredulously attractive wife, Anna (Caterina Murino), who is left alone to support their mute daughter, Amélie (Jaïa Caltagirone) -- enough to disclose the whereabouts of the loot. This makes quite a few people mad, but Franck can handle himself.

At least he thought he could. Poor tough Franck shares his prison cell with Jean-Louis Maurel (Stéphane Debac), an accused child rapist with a meek demeanor. For a few Russian-speaking thugs and a couple of corrupt prison guards, Jean-Louis does not deserve to live long enough to see his trial. So when the guards let the thugs into Franck and Jean-Louis’ cell to take care of Jean-Louis, Franck intervenes on Jean-Louis’ behalf. This makes some very bad people mad.

Illustrating no good deed goes unpunished, for his intervention Franck has time added onto his sentence, becomes a target of the Russian thugs and, unfortunately and unknowingly, puts his wife and daughter in serious harm’s way. So when he gets a chance to escape from prison, Franck gets out and begins to hunt the hunter. (I would have loved see how the guards explained their way out of Franck’s escape. “He knew the cameras were off so he beat up the four of us and ran out.”)

Assigned to track Franck down and bring him to justice is the incredulously pristine-looking Claire Linné (Alice Taglioni). A topnotch detective with an outstanding reputation for getting things done where others cannot, Claire nonetheless seems to be no match for the resourceful criminal with the lungs of a triathlete. As the police’s prey Franck always remains one step ahead yet several steps behind his prey. Of course, all these near misses with the law begin to draw suspicion in Claire. Franck’s behavior just does not add up.

As cynical as you want it to be, co-directors Eric Valette and Eric Hensman’s The Prey (La Proie) is an often violent, strong character-driven, somewhat thrilling story where nobody is to be trusted nor aided without suffering the consequences. The consequences are usually death.

This necessity for mistrust and self-preservation may very well hold true in many circles, but the preposterous ending of the film is not to be trusted in terms of believability.

Will there be a sequel where the bad prison guards and Russian thugs get out?
 
 

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

NBFF 2011: THE KANE FILES

Scott Kane (Drew Fuller) in The Kane Files.
A deal is a deal

By John Esther

How many times do villains need to be told: if you hire the very best to execute an execution you better hold up your end of the bargain when he or she succeeds, unless you want to be the assassin's next target. 

Scott Kane (Drew Fuller) is a hard working man, loves his wife (Whitney Able) and his son, Owen (Ethan Mouser). No longer a hired assassin, Scott is barely making ends meet. But when his son needs a heart transplant, at the cost of $250,000 (cough, national health care), Scott is forced backed into his life of crime. A little John Q redux.

After he holds up his end of the bargain, sort of, Scott winds up in prison, but his son is still not on the donor list. Someone, maybe some two, has reneged on the deal. Now it is payback time.

Written and directed by Benjamin Gourley, The Kane Files moves back and forth in time and space to explain how Scott wound up where he is at the beginning of the film, which is neither the beginning nor the end of this chapter in his life. The problem is there is too much overlapping of given information, as if audiences today cannot remember how a film started halfway through the film. I realize attention spans are shorter these day, but this is an independent film. Give your viewers more credit. 

Having said that, The Kane Files is still a pretty good and gritty story, filled with intense scenes of inner conflict and outer hostilities by seemingly everyday men. The characters here are pretty developed, except Thompson (William Devane), who is a caricature. And the actors play them with various success -- with the notable exception of Ethan Embry, whose performance as a crooked cop confused by his turn of events is superb. 







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