Tuesday, September 25, 2012

We judged a few movies and talked way more than normal...

Original air date: 9-24-12
We return this week with a brace of reviews for new wide releases: Dredd and The Master. The former was something of a pleasant surprise, taking a smaller and less drastically speculative glance and everyone's favorite totalitarian sturmfuhrer. This Dredd was less of a larger-than-life character and the film followed a more mundane (though still dangerous) situation in Mega City One. A few unnecessary visual flourishes didn't quite detract from the overall minimalist style and setting; this is something of a Die Hard with cooler guns, but neither technology nor the somewhat grounded, occasionally quirky vision of the future are really foregrounded above the pure exposition. Unusual, and cool.

The Master, however, was high art, by god, and predictable in that Paul Thomas Anderson idiosyncratic, uncomfortable-as-fuck spazz-out way. A few powerful scenes, fabulous acting, meticulous construction, and yet the whole thing was a somewhat empty ode to artistry. At least, that's how it felt. PTA's movies are always weird dialectical experiences to me: I'm impressed, but I never want to watch them again.

We heard music from the following:

Conan the Destroyer, 1984 - Basil Poledouris
Judge Dredd, 1995 - Alan Silvestri
Masters of the Universe, 1987 - Bill Conti


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