Fun fact: the image you see on most covers of this movie, 乱, is actually the Mandarin word for chaos/disorder, which I think fits perfectly into the context of this movie, doesn’t it?
Ran, directed by Akira Kurosawa, is a tale of greed, lust and power set in the old days of the samurai. The Great Lord Hidetora Ichimonji, after years of ruling a vast empire, has decided to abdicate and divide his land to his 3 sons, with the eldest, Taro, reigning as king, while the other sons are expected to follow under his orders. The second son, Jiro, complies but the youngest, Saburo, rejects and is banished by Hidetora. What follows next sets the stage for one of the best samurai movies ever made.
Akira Kurosawa. One of the most influential directors of the 20th century as said by most film magazines. Lifetime Achievement Award receiver. Idolized by film-makers by the likes of Steven Spielberg, Francis Ford Coppola and Martin Scorsese. A film director that I have no experience of what-so-ever. Yes, Mr Kurosawa has been going under my radar for a while. Well, not really ‘under’, more like ‘tried to watched Seven Samurai three times and ended up sleeping half-way through’. That wasn’t the movie’s fault, by the way. It was late and I was laying on my bed. This is some-what a rite of passage for film lovers, isn’t it? You can’t call yourself a film geek without watching Kurosawa, the elitists would cry out. So, I did the only thing I could do to prevent such a thing from ever happening: I watched a Kurosawa film that wasn’t 4 hours long, and by the golly, it was quite a film.
Of the things I can say about Ran, nothing comes to mind except for the word ‘epic’, with the phrase ‘holy s**t’ coming in a close second. Everything in this movie has Kurosawa’s touch. His attention to detail is amazing. Everything from the way the actors move to the gorgeous costumes to the several hundred extras to even the gusts of wind feel like Kurosawa put them there. Every shot looks like a painting come to life. It may sound like I’m exaggerating, but I’m dead serious. If you told me Kurosawa could bend nature to his will, I would believe it just on this movie alone.
The acting in this movie is phenomenal. Everybody does their job spectacularly, both due to their own ability and Kurosawa’s direction. The way they move, the way they talk, and even the faces they make in all scenes are accounted for. All the important characters you either sympathize with or hate passionately. Even the jester, whom I hated at first, redeemed himself in the end. Oh, and color-coding the three brothers is ingenious. His use of color is so good I’m afraid that I may not be able to go back and watch his black and white films.
All in all, Ran is indeed the masterpiece everyone says it is. If it wasn’t for the f**kin jester, the film would’ve gotten the full 5/5 stars. Nevertheless, this is an absolute must watch. The story is captivating, the characters intriguing, the cinematography stunning. I really should give Kurosawa another chance.
Oh, propaganda. Even in movie form you were too serious for your own good and just ended up being ridiculous.
Rocky IV, with Sylvester Stallone in the director’s chair for the third time, and once again starts with the ending of the last film: Rocky and Clubber Lang beating the living day-ah, you know the drill. The film then fast-forwards to 2 years later, and the Soviet Union announces that their best fighter Ivan Drago, played by then newcomer Dolph Lundgren, can defeat Rocky Balboa. Of course, Apollo Creed, being his usual self, decides for an exhibition match between him and Drago, but, as Stu Nahan said, ‘A joke quickly turned into a disaster.’, as Apollo CreedSPOILERS dies, it’s up to Rocky to defeat the Russian and regain the American pride.
Now, let us get the elephant of the room out of the way right at the start-the Cold War symbolism. It is blatant that Rocky is portrayed as the ‘all-American hero’, whereas Drago and the Soviet Union in general was shown to be cold, uncompromising and relentless. Rocky’s end speech with the line, ‘Everybody can change!,’ basically solidifies the overall cheese that this movie offers.
Bill Conti does not, in fact, return to score, and is replaced by Vince DiCola. I was quite surprised by that, and his score here, especially Ivan’s Theme, are quite reminiscent of the score ofTransformers The Movie that came out a year after this one, which is understandable, since he scores that one as well. ‘Gonna Fly Now’ is not used, instead being taken over by cheesy 80’s songs, another proof that the Rocky series has moved to a completely different style.
All in all, this is not the Rocky from days past. Heck, this blowsRocky III out of the water for cheesiness. But hey, if you like that kind of stuff, good for you, but the amount of it was just a tad too overwhelming.
They pulled it off. I do NOT know how they did it, but they managed a make a movie based on a board game of all things, and made it actually fun to watch? Battleship, this ain’t.
The story takes places In 1954 England. Six strangers are invited to a mansion by an unknown host. As the host and his servants are killed, the occupants begin to get nervous as they fear they will be next.
I shall not spoil the plot any further, as doing so would be removing half the fun. Yes, my readers, this movie is quite fun. The comedy is a mixture of Tim Curry, clever wordplay, pratfalls, Tim Curry, some slapstick à la Three Stooges, and Tim Curry. Oh, and did I mention Tim Curry? He is the definite show-stealer in this picture, and I’m the more happy because of it.
If there is anything that I have to say negatively about this movie, it’s that the ending does feel like it came out of nowhere, and with – minor spoiler– Tim Curry’s character suddenly explaining who the murderer is in rapid fire mode, I’ll admit that it was quite hard for me to keep up, as stated by the other characters. But in the end, this only hampered my viewing experiences slightly.
In conclusion, Clue is a well thought out, well performed film. I recommend it to anyone who likes a good light-hearted mystery, and to anyone who just wants to see Dr. Frank-N-Furter himself hamming his way through a movie while being British. Trust me, as a Tim Curry fan, it is spectacular.