“I know what we’re doing here.  We’re playing baseball.  What are all these other people doing here?”

Liked Dazed and Confused, with it’s ensemble cast and “day in the life of” vibe?  Well then, Everybody Wants Some!! will be more of the same, straight from D&C‘s Richard Linklater.  Everybody is a cool-ass trip for those of us who grew up in the 80s, but could scare a lot of kids who don’t really wanna know what their parents were up to when they were young.

Everybody starts off at fictional Southern Texas University in August, 1980, with baseball-scholarship frosh Jake getting to his digs for the year.  The baseball team has been given two houses just off campus, to help with the overcrowding at the dorms.  Jake meets his teammates, bon-vivant Finn (Glen Powell, Scream Queens), stoner Willoughby (Wyatt Russell), laid-back Dale (J. Quinton Johnson), badass Mac (Tyler Hoechlin, Teen Wolf) and many more.   He’s one of four freshmen added to the roster that year, so in the days before school officially starts, he’s got to navigate the new world of college as well as the bro-culture bonding of his House.  Not to mention finding the time to figure out who that cute girl is he saw when he first arrived. (That’d be Beverly, played by Ringer‘s Zoey Deutch…) No problem.  Bring on the keg stands! [Read more…]

We all know Jesse Owens; he’s the runner we all hear about in sophomore year high school American history class.  The guy that went to the Berlin Olympics in 1936 and showed Hitler that the idea of an Übermensch needed to be retooled a little.  A lot.  But filmgoers get a bigger picture of Owens in Race, a film that takes Jesse Owens and his considerable talent, and puts him into his time, complete with bigotry, politics and the spectacle of the Olympic Games.

Director Stephen Hopkins (House of Lies, and one of my favorite Tales From the Crypt episodes, “Abra Cadaver”*) balances all of this beautifully.  What could have been a by-the-numbers history lesson or a pedestal-buffing hosana to a legendary athlete, instead is a compelling story of one man’s struggle to find himself amid the slings and arrows of his times. [Read more…]

Nutshell: If anyone walks away from Concussion without grieving for those who suffered/are suffering from CTE?  They’re dead inside.  Amazing performances by actors playing affected football players (most especially David Morse as Mike Webster) bring this issue straight into the feel center of the brain.  The rest of the movie is too light a touch, possibly because it tries to cover CTE, Omalu’s love story with his now wife, and the Big Bad that is the business of sport.  Still, this film takes the real-life subject matter and makes it easy to understand, and Smith’s performance is genuine, if not a bit too heroic. Grade: B-

“I’m just asking back what I gave….Help me.”

I have to admit I’ve made my share of “bell-rung jock” jokes in my life.  Y’know, the whole “he’s barely coherent, look at him — one too many tackles” kinda jabs.  Ha ha funny, right?  Sure.  When it’s simply a jest at the expense of musclebound moneybags who are laughing all the way to the bank, with not a care in the world beyond a bone or muscle injury that could sideline them. [Read more…]

Nutshell: a story about two quiet people who had to stand up for their rights doesn’t have to be this quiet.  In searching for the heart of this story, the filmmakers lost its soul.  Grade: C

I wasn’t sure what I thought of Freeheld after I saw it.  I wasn’t sure a week later. I’m a card-carrying hippie commie pinko; shouldn’t I be falling all over myself to worship a film that’s brave enough to tackle the story of a woman and her domestic partner fighting the system for equal rights?

It’s a quiet film.  But does a film have to shout to get its message across?  It doesn’t dig too deeply into the personal lives of the real-life folks these characters are based on.  But does a film need to uncover everything in order to be true to that person?

Well, a film doesn’t need to shout to get itself heard. And it doesn’t have to delve into every painful, agonizing moment to paint a full and accurate representation onscreen.  However, it does need to go beyond the surface of the people in the story, and the message needs to be more than “hey, d’ja hear about this?”  Freeheld has a powerful, uplifting true story at its heart.  It’s got amazing actors, and a screenwriter (Ron Nyswaner, Philadelphia) that knows how to deliver the biopic goods.

But the film doesn’t rise to its potential.  Instead, Freeheld simply shows you images of a life lived, and people who lived it.  It pulls heartstrings shamelessly, without giving you a feeling for the people living the story.  Did I tear up a time or two during this film?  Absolutely; you’d have to be dead inside not to.   But this film feels like the echo of a story, rather than the story itself.  The lives of Laurel Hester and Stacie Andree as they fought for Hester’s ability to pass her pension on to her partner Andree were filled with pain, hopelessness and ultimately triumph.  But Freeheld doesn’t go beyond the typical Lifetime movie treatment.

From what I’ve pieced together from the film, these women were intensely private people.  They lived normal lives, had a dog, a cute house the fixed up, and a very strong love for each other.  But you’ll have to piece together everything about these women beyond what set design and art direction can tell you.  Hester’s battle with cancer is shown in pieces, and these pieces are heartbreaking.  But they’re just pieces.  Julianne Moore’s Hester is trotted out now and again to show that yes, cancer is horrible.  Ellen Page’s Andree is shown working as a mechanic, as if that’s the only way to show that Andree is her own person as well as Hester’s partner.  Even Steve Carell’s larger-than-life flamboyantly alive attorney Steven Goldstein feels muted.  It’s as if someone grabbed the soft focus from Barbara Walters’ interviews and used it on this story.  Everything here feels distant.

The only bits of clarity comes from two of the supporting players, Michael Shannon as Hester’s partner Dane Wells, and Luke Grimes as fellow officer Todd Belkin.  Shannon does an excellent job hinting at feelings Wells might have had for Hester, while supporting her and her partner through the legal battle.  And as closeted cop Belkin, Grimes manages to put more feeling into his brief moments onscreen than Page and Moore are allowed to show in the entire film.  Because really, it’s not the issue that Page and Moore can’t emote — watch Juno and Still Alice — it’s that their performances feel hemmed in, scrubbed clean of true depth.  And that I lay at the feet of director Peter Sollett.

Fellow pinkos, head out to Freeheld if you’re really jonesing to get your LBGT civil rights happy nice time on. But you can also just sit tight and wait for Stonewall, which hits later this year.  That works too.

Awards Season Watch: the beautiful closing credits song by Miley Cyrus, “Hands of Love”, is sure to be nominated for Best Song this year.  As the credits rolled I was picturing the performance.  I’m betting on lots of flowing white fabric.  Or disco teddy bears.  Maybe both.