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“The Thing” is the thing that happens before “The Thing”

A helicopter flies over the stark white Arctic landscape and, in the distance, a lone object cuts a path through the snow. I’m expecting a dog since that’s how John Carpenter‘s 1982 version of The Thing begins. But it’s not a dog and this isn’t a remake. In fact, it was the ’82 version that was a remake of 1951’s The Thing from Another World, widely regarded as a commentary on the Cold War. Likewise, Carpenter’s version is often credited with being a reflection of the AIDS epidemic, the major source of fear in the early ‘80s. So, one would expect this new version of The Thing to reflect current societal fears (terrorism, perhaps?). But this film doesn’t seem to take its legacy of social commentary very seriously and lacks the element of tapping into prevailing societal fear that the previous versions did so well.

Kate (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) and Sander (Ulrich Thomsen) dissect their finding in "The Thing"

However, this doesn’t mean that the film isn’t scary. It has its share of startling moments, and certainly capitalizes on the gross-out factor that modern special effects technology allows. The “thing” itself is a morphing mass of heads and limbs that attacks and kills in the most disturbing ways. It’s this ability to morph that is at the heart of The Thing. It’s the old Trojan Horse, sneaking into a base camp and attacking from the inside. Only this time, instead of Trojans, it’s aliens who crashed into Earth thousands of years ago only to be frozen in the Antarctic until a group of Norwegian researchers uncover the crash, along with a survivor  frozen in a block of ice nearby.

The Norwegians recruit a team of scientists, including paleontologist Kate Lloyd (Mary Elizabeth Winstead), to unearth the alien being. The casting of a woman in the leading role is quite a departure from Carpenter’s version, which noticeably lacks women, which in itself is a departure from classic horror which has a habit of depending on women to be the helpless victims that need to be saved. Thankfully, Kate doesn’t need a man to save her and takes on a

leadership role in the group of men. The other woman in the cast doesn’t fare so well, but Kate manages to hold her own while still being realistically feminine, rather than have the mannish qualities of her predecessor in female sci-fi horror heroines, Ripley from the Alien films.

Shortly after Kate and the team dig up the “thing,” it disappears and preliminary research of its tissue reveals that it’s a replicator, allowing it to transform into identical versions of its victims, setting the scene of suspicion and distrust. The scientists realize that they’ve been infiltrated, but they don’t know who has been infected and everyone is a suspect, kind of like at the security checkpoint at the airport, but not really.

Kate (Mary Elizabeth Winstead) fights for survival in "The Thing"

It is this element, along with the inherent isolation found in an Antarctic research station, that creates the underlying tension of the entire film. But the large cast diminishes the feeling of isolation and the quick succession of deaths fails to allow the audience to develop empathy for most of the characters, whose only purpose seems to be brutal onscreen deaths. I can’t remember the names of the characters or anything about them, but am left with several gruesome images in my memory.

Overall, the fun of the movie is recognizing the setup for the Carpenter version –  an axe stuck in a wall, a charred two-headed corpse in the snow, and the bridge to the ’82 version, a lone dog running in the snow.

The Thing. Directed by Matthijs van Heijnengen. Starring Mary Elizabeth Winstead, Joel Edgerton and Ulrich Thomsen. Rated R. www.thethingmovie.net.

Review by Jennifer Waller Sibley

“Rocky” meets Rock ’em Sock ’em Robots in “Real Steel”

Bruno Sammartino wrestled an orangutan, “Superstar” Billy Graham and Tracy Smothers wrestled bears and Ambush fights an enormous bull at a carnival sideshow. Unlike Sammartino and Graham, however, Ambush does not live to fight another day after the bull victoriously dismantles the giant robot in the opening scene of Real Steel.

Max (Dakota Goyo, left) and Charlie Kenton (Hugh Jackman, right) prepare Noisy Boy for battle in "Real Steel."

Set in a not-so-distant future where cell phones are a bit flashier, freight trucks are slightly sleeker and robots provide the combat carnage that fight fans were never truly able to find in flesh-and-blood boxing, wrestling and MMA matches, Real Steel takes the Rock ’em Sock ’em Robots concept and gives it a cheer-for-the-underdog Rocky treatment. Only the underdog in this movie is Charlie Kenton (Hugh Jackman, aka Wolverine from the X-Men movies, aka the guy who helped Zack Ryder defeat WWE United States Champion Dolph Ziggler on Raw a few weeks ago), a former fighter-turned-con artist who will hustle anyone for a quick buck. That includes his  son Max (Dakota Goyo, aka young Thor from Thor), who becomes barter material after unexpectedly entering Charlie’s life after 11 years of estrangement.

What Charlie lacks in character (he’s not only a conman, but not a very good one as he continues to rack up more and more debt with sleazy promoters), he makes up for in his in-ring accomplishments. But in a world where robots have taken the place of humans in the ring, that no longer means very much. That is until he and his son find a decrepit older robot that, much like Charlie in his prime, proves to have enough heart (albeit mechanical) to hold his own against bigger bots.

Despite Charlie’s absence, the apple hasn’t fallen far from the tree as Max proves to have a stubborn, all-or-nothing mentality similar to his father’s. Together, the father, son and robot (a somewhat WALL-E-like warrior named Atom) work their way from seedy underground fight clubs all the way up to the colossal World Robot Boxing league. But not without some additional struggles as Charlie’s deceitful past keeps catching up with him in the form of vindictive debt collectors, custody-seeking relatives and the like.

Atom (left), takes it to undefeated WRP Champion Zeus in "Real Steel."

While the story is predictable and sappy (especially when Max tells his father, “I want you to fight for me. That’s all I’ve ever wanted” towards the film’s end), and the idea of having robots that are advanced enough to fight like humans in a world where the same advanced technology doesn’t appear to be used in more productive ways, Real Steel is successful at providing the type of violent escapist fun typically reserved for the summer movie season. Plus, there are giant robots with names like Zeus and Noisy Boy that beat the fluids out of each other.

Real Steel. Directed by Shawn Levy. Starring Hugh Jackman, Dakota Goyo and Evangeline Lilly. Rated PG-13. www.steelgetsreal.com.  

“50/50” proves that even cancer can be more than halfway funny

Cancer is funny! Just ask Will Reiser, Seth Rogen’s writing partner who was diagnosed with cancer a few years ago. Cancer is obviously not a humorous subject, but, of course, if you’re friends with Seth Rogen you can probably find the humor in pretty much anything.

Written by Reiser, 50/50 is the story of his battle with cancer and the oddly comical events

Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Seth Rogen in "50/50." Photo by Chris Helcermanas-Benge

that helped him overcome his struggle. Starring Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Inception) as Adam and Rogen as his best friend Kyle, 50/50 is a touching tale of Adam’s shocking diagnosis and the reactions of those closest to him. As is often the case in times of personal crisis, Adam quickly learns who his true friends are as his flaky artist girlfriend (Bryce Dallas Howard), mother (Anjelica Houston), rookie therapist (Twilight‘s Anna Kendrick) and Kyle all find different ways to deal with his condition, as well as their own personal struggles.

Channeling bits of Edward Norton and Edward Furlong, Gordon-Levitt effectively portrays the isolating journey of a clean-living, healthy man striken with a seemingly fatal disease that amplifies other everyday stresses. While his world seems to be falling apart, Adam (with the help of his somewhat schlubby stoner friend) is able to stand strong and overcome such obstacles as his increasingly distant girlfriend, nagging mother and even some of Kyle’s own shortcomings (such as taking advantage of the medicinal marijuana prescription meant to ease Adam’s pain).

Anna Kendrick, Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Seth Rogen in "50/50." Photo by Ed Araquel

Rogen, playing a role very similar to the one he played in real life when Reiser went through the same ordeal, is able to make otherwise depressing moments, such as shaving Adam’s head when he begins chemotherapy and discovering exactly why Adam’s girlfriend hasn’t been around as much as she used to be, awkwardly amusing. Eventually, as circumstances start to ease up, Adam is able to gradually take on a more positive outlook, allowing his relationships with the people around him (at least the ones who’ve proven they actually care) to become stronger and more meaningful.

Thankfully, Adam (like his real-life counterpart) is able to defy his 50/50 odds of surviving, overcoming not only his illness, but also some of the other shortcomings that had previously seemed very minor. And even though 50/50 is a heartwarming, sometimes sad, struggle, it seems that one of the best therapies was simply seeing the absurdity in the situation.

50/50. Directed by Jonathan Levine. Starring Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Seth Rogen, Anna Kendrick, Bryce Dallas Howard and Anjelica Houston. Rated R. www.50-50themovie.com.

Review by Jonathan Williams

“Machine Gun Preacher” unloads on real-life badass Sam Childers

When I heard the name Machine Gun Preacher, I expected some sort of ’70s-style exploitation throwback along the lines of Machete and Hobo with a Shotgun. And with a plot aimed directly at an ex-con, former heroin addict and reformed biker badass who finds Jesus (thanks to his ex-stripper wife) after a drug-induced episode that ends with him dumping a bludgeoned hitchhiker on the side of the road.

While it still sounds a lot like the sensationalized stuff Rob Zombie or Quentin Tarantino might come up with, Machine Gun Preacher is actually based on the true story of Sam Childers, who combined his violent tendencies with his newfound faith and took it to the Lord’s Resistance Army, a rebel group that has been terrorizing Ugandan and Sudanese villages for years. After befriending a member of the peace-keeping Sudan People’s Liberation Army (Souléymane Sy Savané) and seeing the horrors that the LRA inflicts on innocent Sudanese people each day, Childers begins systematically fighting back against the LRA, going so far as to launch attacks on them rather than sit back and wait for them to attack during the night.

Childers, passionately played by 300‘s Gerard Butler, makes it his mission to free the children that have been enslaved by the LRA (most of which are either forced to fight on the side of the LRA or go into the sex trade). Then he decides to take the ultimate first step in regentrifying a neighborhood when he purchases a piece of land right in the middle of the war-torn area and builds an orphanage there.

While his actions seem noble, especially in comparison to his unscrupulous past, we soon see that Childers has, in many ways, traded his drug addiction for a new obsession, finding a more productive outlet for his unstable, violent tendencies along the way. Who’s to argue when he’s liberating dozens of Sudanese children and giving people who have done far more gruesome things than he’s ever done a taste of their own malevolent medicine, all in the name of God? Well,  his wife (Source Code‘s Michelle Monaghan), daughter (Madeline Carroll) and best friend (Revolutionary Road‘s Michael Shannon), who become more and more neglected as Childers’ obsession and anger continue to grow.

Though the film attempts to convey an uplifting message, it’s hard for Childers to ever become a completely likable person due to his selfish and unstable temperament. But that grittiness lends a sense of realism to Machine Gun Preacher, clearly illustrating that Childers’ intentions are often misguided ways for him to unleash his aggression. But with Childers continuing to fight his fight to this day, we can all be thankful that he’s turned his machine guns towards more deserving targets than the previous recipients of his ire.

Machine Gun Preacher. Directed by Marc Forster. Starring Gerard Butler, Michelle Monaghan, Michael Shannon and Souléymane Sy Savané. Rated R. www.machinegunpreacher.org/movie.

Review by Jonathan Williams

“Killer Elite” is far from elite despite killer cast

Killer Elite opens with the crinkled, worn-out eyes of Jason Statham peering into the camera. Unfortunately this image foreshadows the similarly worn-out story that is about to unfold.

Touted as being based on a true story, and starring a seemingly unbeatable cast of Statham, Clive Owen and Robert De Niro, Killer Elite is filled with fast-paced fight scenes that are often hard to follow, much like those from the first Transformers movie.

Jason Statham as Danny and Robert De Niro as Hunter

Though the characters have names like Hunter and Spike, they might as well be John and Jim Doe because of their lack of depth. But few people will be expecting character development with Killer Elite and will be going to see Statham, Owens and De Niro make macho magic. While each actor does a fine job in his respective tough guy role, it often feels like they are making an instructional video on action film acting with stern looks, stubbly faces and no blinking.

Statham plays Danny, a mercenary for hire who wants out but is forced back in when his friend and mentor Hunter (DeNiro) is kidnapped. While Statham is perfectly suited for the action star role, he is not as convincing in the more chameleon-like roles where he somehow fools nurses into thinking he is a doctor and tricks the military into thinking he’s a solider. Statham eventually crosses paths with Spike (Owen), another former mercenary, but the two lack chemistry, leaving the audience unsatisfied after all the buildup.

Despite being based on actual events, Killer Elite is a story that has been told many times before. For those looking for mindless action, you might be better off revisting American Gangster or an old Jean-Claude Van Damme movie. But at least Killer Elite offers a glimpse at a reasonably nice pair of breasts, although I would have preferred bigger nipples.

Killer Elite. Directed by Gary McKendry. Starring Jason Statham, Clive Owen and Robert De Niro. Rated R. www.killerelite.com.

Review by Jason Von Stein

 

 

“Warrior” packs more than just an MMA wallop

As mixed martial arts continues to gain popularity over traditional boxing and other competitive fighting, it was only a matter of time before a movie centered around the sport hit the big screen. Hitting theaters today, Warrior successfully beats any potential competition to the proverbial punch in MMA movie making.

When Paddy (Nick Nolte) gets an unexpected visit from his estranged son Tommy (Tom Hardy), old wounds are reopened as Paddy tries to make up for his alcohol-fueled abusive past. Meanwhile, financial strains cause problems for high school physics teacher Brendan (Joel Edgerton) and his family. Though they seem to have very opposing motivations (at least at first), fate sees both men entering Sparta, a first-of-its-kind MMA tournament where competitors from around the world will compete for $5 million, and the title of world’s best fighter.

With fighting being used as a powerful metaphor for the life struggles each character faces, the similarities between Warrior and Rocky cannot be denied. Both films involve working class fighters (one of which is past a prime that was never that memorable to begin with) trying to overcome such odds as Koba, a seemingly unstoppable Russian fighter played by current Total Nonstop Action Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion Kurt Angle. But as each character’s history and motivations are revealed, Warrior proves to be more than just Rocky: The Next Generation. From the realistic nature of the cage fighting scenes to the climactic final battle in which everyone (not just the two combatants) is forced to face their darkest fears, Warrior is just as much about making amends for past mistakes as it is about submission moves and physical grappling.

Warrior. Directed by Gavin O’Connor. Starring Tom Hardy, Joel Edgerton and Nick Nolte. Rated PG-13. www.warriorfilm.com.

Review by Jonathan Williams

 

Sopo Art Bike Show gets in gear with “Pee-wee’s Big Adventure”

By Jonathan Williams

Taking place at restaurants, coffee shops and other venues around Atlanta throughout the month of September, the Sopo Art Bike Show features works by local names such as stencil artist Evereman, body painter Stephanie Anderson of Neon Armour, metal sculptor Charlie Smith of the Art of Such n Such and photographer Linda Costa. Using bike frames as an unconventional canvas, the art auction serves the dual purpose of promoting bicycling in Atlanta through these rideable pieces of art and raising money for the Sopo Bike Co-op.

"Zombie Bicycle Frame" by Stephanie Howard

As part of the show, the Plaza Theatre hosts its latest Art Opening and a Movie tonight with a screening of Tim Burton‘s directorial debut, Pee-wee’s Big Adventure. Before the demented man child (“I know you are, but what am I?”) known as Pee-wee Herman begins his quest for his red bike on the big screen, the  “Zombie Bicycle Frame” created by Stephanie Howard will be on display in the lobby, as well as other bicycle-inspired art by Deb Davis and Stacy Kline.

Artwork by Deb Davis

The artwork will be available for bids all month, with a final reception at the Goat Farm on Oct. 7, which will feature additional bike frames and other artwork, as well as music from DJ Chris Devoe and other festivities. There will be other Sopo Art Bike events at other participating venues later this month, but your only chance to catch Pee-wee’s adventures on his beloved bike are at the Plaza this week.

Art Opening and a Movie. $6.50-$9. Art opening at 8 p.m., movie screening at 9:30 p.m. (Encore screening at 3 p.m. Sept. 10). Plaza Theatre, 1049 Ponce de Leon Ave., Atlanta, Ga. 404-873-1939, www.artbikes.sopobikes.org, www.plazaatlanta.com.