V for Vendetta Story
In the future, London won't be quite as jolly good as its present version, according to V for Vendetta. That's where V (Hugo Weaving) comes in. Equal parts Batman, Jack the Ripper, Phantom of the Opera and Michael Moore, V is out to sabotage the totalitarian British regime that oppresses its citizens and that turned him into the masked monster he is. Along the way, he saves a young girl named Evey (Natalie Portman), and tries to turn her on to his cause. She's not quite keen on V's terrorist tactics, but something inside endears her to the man behind the mask--a man only she can truly reach. V's mission is one of more than mere terrorism, though: he hopes to unite all civilians and make the government fear its people, instead of vice versa. As Nov. 5 looms, Evey uncovers V's secrets while V does the same to the government, making it a fifth of November they're sure to remember.

Acting
Bravery as applied to a Hollywood performance is bandied about much too often when used in earnest. But if used somewhat superficially, it aptly describes Portman's head-shaving scene--about the "bravest" thing a beautiful actress can do in the context of a movie--especially since it was captured in a single take! G.I. Jane aside, the greatest, classiest actress of her generation again shows why in a dazzling performance. Forget the faux accent, it's the raw emotion she displays, especially in the film's latter stages, that's positively Street-like and most captivating. And did we mention that, even sans her flowing locks, she's not too rough on the eyes? Weaving's in equally precarious territory, hiding behind a mask. But it adds a perfect mystique to that impeccable eloquence and enunciation of his, evoking that of his Agent Smith in the Matrix flicks. The European Stephens (Fry and Rea), too, provide acting muscle and will hopefully and deservedly gain some American exposure.

Direction
Larry and Andy Wachowski are the main story here, even though V is directed by their assistant director on the Matrix trilogy, James McTeigue. He's responsible for the film's look, and what an eye-catching look it is, but the Wachowskis, who wrote and produced, no doubt watched over his shoulder and might be more responsible for its feel. The feel is, like the brothers themselves, very complex. Much as they may not like it, they're a veritable Hollywood brand, and that means if they set out to make a message piece, it's going to be big-budgeted. Such contradictory goals make for occasional incoherence. There's also some indulging: referencing "America's War" in a film set in the not-so-distant future, for example, seems cheap propaganda. Yet many issues remain compelling, and McTeigue sets the right mood for them, with the help of great music choices (Cat Power, Antony & the Johnsons, et al).

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directed by: James Mcteigue
 released in 2006
Warner Brothers Pictures
Gladiator
Germania, 150 AD, the setting of Gladiator's opening scene. Far from the blazing sun and dazzlingly beauty of ancient Rome, Ridley Scott shoots the opening sequence in a subdued light. The Roman legions are nonetheless impeccably turned out as they face the comparatively disorganized rabble that inhabits this miserable environment. Caesar's soldiers seem somewhat misplaced here. However, Russell Crowe is at home in this environment of knee-deep mud and merciless snow. He commands the screen with all the virtues of his motto: ‘Strength and Honour.'

The plot, with its hero-to-zero-to-hero nature, runs through Gladiator's every vein. As General Maximus, Russell Crowe is welcomed by Marcus Aurelius Caesar (Richard Harris) to take the Roman throne as Emperor of a new Republic. All does not run smoothly however as mislead heir to the throne Commodus (Phoenix) takes over Rome with ill-gotten domination, having dispatched his own Father. Maximus is cast out to find his family murdered and his Spanish farm burnt to the ground. Taken in as a slave by Proximo (Reed), Maximus becomes a Gladiator and starts his journey to the Coliseum and revenge against Commodus.

Scott's cast is powerful and he is not left wanting as powerful performances are delivered by all. Due to his untimely mid-production death, Oliver Reed is created in some scenes by the grace of computer graphics, which are as convincing as they come; sometimes making it difficult to differentiate between Reed himself and his computerized counterpart.

It is, however, the supporting actors who create many of Gladiator's best dialogue-based scenes. In an accomplished demonstration of her acting ability as Lucilla, Connie Nielsen saves the occasional scene as Joaquin Phoenix shows us that he can ‘do evil', but is less convincing when it comes to the more emotional qualities of his role.

As a vehicle for the plot, Scott's beautifully created and highly symbolic (there is an image of fire in nearly every shot of the film) dialogue scenes are of a certain merit with digitally created backgrounds that encompass the meticulous nature of the Roman Empire. However, dialogue alone does not an epic movie make, and it is in the film's spectacular action sequences that Gladiator come into its own. Shot on location in Malta, Scott's first arena was built by an army of locals and commanded some 5000 extras (a large majority of whom were of a cardboard variety). All of this pales in comparison as we arrive in a digitally created Rome which makes some scenes in Ben Hur some somewhat small scale. The Coliseum is immense, both inside and out, and the computerized provides the electric atmosphere in which Crowe and his feline companions (four sizeable, and real, Bengal tigers) perform.

The battle sequences are perfectly choreographed and shot as iconic masks and typically Roman chariots are abundant in their power and imagery. As swords clash and heads roll, Ridley Scott is triumphant in the application of special effects technology and his directorial prowess.

Always one to embrace technology, Scott's views over Rome's landscape are reminiscent of the beautifully created cityscape of Blade Runner. This is a film that fears so little and boasts so much, even a lady archer being sliced clean in half by a spiked chariot wheel!

All those involved with Gladiator should be delighted and confident with their creation, for indeed this is a convincing and enthralling display with epic proportions to take the wind from James Cameron's titanic sails.
 

http://imdb.com/title/tt0172495/

directed by: Ridley Scott
released in: 2000
Dreamworks Distribution LLC
Monty Python and the Holy Grail

The movie starts out with Arthur, King of the Britons, looking for knights to sit with him at Camelot. He finds many knights including Sir Galahad the pure, Sir Lancelot the brave, the quiet Sir Bedevere, and Sir Robin the Not-Quite-So-Brave-as-Sir Lancelot. They do not travel on horses, but pretend they do and have their servants bang coconuts to make the sound of horse's hooves. Through satire of certain events in history (witch trials, the black plague) they find Camelot, but after literally a quick song and dance they decide that they do not want to go there. While walking away, God (who seems to be grumpy) come to them from a cloud and tells them to find the Holy Grail. They agree and begin their search. While they search for the Grail, scenes of the knight's tales appear and why they have the name they have. Throughout their search they meet interesting people and knights along the way. Most of the characters die; some through a killer rabbit (which they defeat with the holy hand grenade), others from not answering a question right from the bridge of Death, or die some other ridiculous way. In the end, King Arthur and Sir Bedevere are left and find the Castle Arrrghhh where the Holy Grail is. They are met by some French soldiers who taunted them earlier in the film, so they were not able to get into the castle. Written by Zucco

 

http://imdb.com/title/tt0071853/

directed by: Terry Gilliam and Terry Jones
released in 1975
Almi Cinema 5

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