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Sunday, 6 October 2024

Netflix And Chill: Baghead (2023)

I'm not accusing anybody here of plagiarism, we all know that creative film people can have similar ideas that end up suffering when released too close to some other, superior, outing, but if I told you that Baghead is a horror movie based around the idea of people being able to talk to the dead for a very limited amount of time, as long as they follow certain rules, then you may well think of another film that was released in the past couple of years. And if you haven't seen Talk To Me yet, I recommend that ahead of this one. I recommend many films ahead of this one, but Talk To Me is the one it most closely resembles, superficially.

Based on the short film of the same name, written by Lorcan Reilly, this is the tale of Iris (Freya Allan), a young woman who ends up taking over a pub from her estranged, and no-longer-on-the-mortal-coil, father (Owen, played by Peter Mullan). She isn't supposed to be the new owner though. It contains something dark and dangerous underground, an entity that can apparently channel the spirits of the dead, becoming them for a limited time. Iris and her friend, Katie (Ruby Barker), are wary, of course, but also think there's a way to make some money when someone (Neil, played by Jeremy Irvine) offers to pay them for a chance to speak to a deceased loved one. I am sure everything will work out well, as long as people abide by the specific rules that they're told about and don't have any dark secrets to be revealed.

Directed by Alberto Corredor, his feature debut after helming the short back in 2017, this is a competent and serviceable film. It's also tiresomely dull, especially when things play out in the finale in a way that feels completely unoriginal and unsurprising. Lorcan Reilly has continued to work on short movies, which leaves the full screenplay for this in the hands of another first-timer, Christina Pamies, and Bryce McGuire (who gave us the inexorably dull Night Swim in the same year, oh dear). Pamies and McGuire are not good enough to turn the central idea into something worthwhile, which leaves the cast adrift in a cold sea of mediocrity.

Allan is a good lead, although she already has a knack for picking projects that don't make good use of her talent. She gamely struggles through this, despite the writers giving viewers very little actual character development aside from how she has been defined by the fates of her parents. Barker is also better than the material allows, and both actresses deserve much more than the slop they're served here. Mullan, only in a few scenes, is always a welcome presence, and Ned Dennehy is a good fit for the solicitor who helps the pub transition from one owner to the next. Jeremy Irvine, on the other hand, isn't very good. He struggles to play his character as required, and his discomfort as he wrestles to do good work, contributes to the weakness of a finale that everyone involved probably thought was a fantastic, clever, and satisfying ending. 

I feel a bit unkind here, but maybe that is the way it has to be. While not terrible in any way, this is dull. And, as many people have said many times over, being dull is one of the worst things for a movie to be. Give me something to love, give me something to hate, but don't give me something to shrug off and forget about within a minute of the end credits rolling. That inability to make any strong impression makes the good work done by some of those involved simply redundant. Am I going to praise the score by Suvi-Eeva Äikäs, the cinematography by Cale Finot, or the production design and makeup? No . . . because they've faded away from my mind quicker than the serious and unbreakable rules faded from the minds of the main characters in this tale.

3/10

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Friday, 19 July 2024

Kingdom Of The Planet Of The Apes (2024)

Let's start this review with a reminder that no film is strictly necessary. When people say that a film is completely unnecessary then they are usually referring to some remake or sequel, but films are made by a bunch of people who just want to make films. And often those behind the scenes who just want to make money. Now that we've established that premise, Kingdom Of The Planet Of The Apes certainly feels less necessary than almost any other film I can think of in recent years. We've had the original movie series, we've had animated and live-action TV shows, we've had a Tim Burton interpretation, and we've had the hugely successful blockbuster trilogy that started with Rise Of The Planet Of The Apes and ended back in 2017 with War For The Planet Of The Apes.

This film takes place a few generations after the last time we joined the apes. Caesar is long gone, but his legacy lives on, although different apes have very different ideas about the way forward. Noa (Owen Teague) is part of a peaceful group, but his whole life is upended when he is targeted by an ape, Proximus Caesar (Kevin Durand), aiming to be a new ruler over all. Noa is smart, Proximus Caesar is strong, and a young girl named Nova (Freya Allan) ends up trying to survive in between their negotiations.

Writer Josh Friedman has a very mixed filmography, but I'm not sure that he can be fully blamed for the screenplay here. It feels as if he was restricted within certain parameters, and one or two scenes are there just to showcase the apparent realism of the computer-generated apes. Still, having agreed to take on the job, he could at least have tried to give us a more interesting lead and some supporting characters who make a strong impression. William H. Macy aside, who is here in human form, this has neither.

Director Wes Ball is best known for his work helming the enjoyable The Maze Runner trilogy (note to self - I STILL need to watch the third one), but his apparent step up the Hollywood ladder here looks to have turned him into someone far too cautious to deliver anything other than bland medicority with occasionally pretty visuals. As with Friedman, he's arguably hampered by what needs to be done to launch a whole new chapter in this modern incarnation of Apes movies, but there's no excuse for it all feeling so lifeless and limp. There's no real tension here, partly because it all feels so familiar and partly because there aren't any characters you really care about, and the most fun to be had comes from enjoying moments that harken back to some of the lesser-appreciated instalments of the original movie series . . . and then belatedly admiring that film even more for taking the kind of risks that this film so adamantly avoids.

Durand is an excellent presence, and the star ape here, but Teague sadly isn't. Peter Macon, Lydia Peckham, and Travis Jeffery are perfectly fine, but it's really only Macon, playing a wise orangutan, who gets to deliver a performance that comes close to being memorable. Sadly, the only other performances worth mentioning are those from Allan and Macy, the former playing the typical spirited human who wants to upset the status quo, the latter stealing a number of scenes as an educated man aiming for self-preservation ahead of anything else. It's a real shame that the two main humans visible onscreen are the ones you may remember most when the end credits roll. Previous entries in this franchise, whether good or bad, at least left you wirh a strong impression of the simian characters, first and foremost.

I'll rewatch this one day, and maybe I'll be kinder to it then, but I'm not in any rush. Nothing stands out, and the 145-minute runtime is a hell of an investment for something that offers so little reward. I would put it at, or very close to, the very bottom of any ranked list of the Apes movies, but the apparent box office success of it seems to put me firmly in the minority. I'll be very interested to see what happens with any plans for future instalments though, because I suspect people will have at least cottoned on to the idea that each prospective new feature could offer sadly diminishing returns.

5/10

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