Posts Tagged ‘Alan Rickman’

Revival House: “Yippee-ki-yay, Motherf**ker!”

Let me begin by stating that 1988’s Die Hard was my choice for Best Picture that year (with all due apologies to Rain Man — a great film, but not as great as Die Hard). The fact that it wasn’t even nominated is yet another example in the endless line of Oscar fuckups, if you ask me. When I got my first laserdisc player in ‘89, the very first disc I bought was Fox’s “special widescreen edition” of the film.

DieHard_LaserI saw Die Hard on opening weekend at San Francisco’s Coronet theater, which is sadly no more. I was so pumped after it was over that I decided to walk the entire 20 blocks back home. A friend even offered me a ride, but I didn’t take it. I was on one of those “good movie” highs: my adrenaline was jacked up, and I needed to take in what I’d just seen and walk it all off.

It’s funny, because I went into Die Hard thinking it wasn’t going to be that great — the “It’ll blow you through the back wall of the theater” tagline was a little on the lame side (even though it turned out to be accurate), plus Bruce Willis was good on Moonlighting, but somehow it was difficult for me to picture him in a feature film as an action hero.

Shows how much I knew. And it occurred to me once, while watching the old laserdisc, that the first 17 minutes of Die Hard are so good, it would still be a great film even if Hans Gruber (Alan Rickman) and company didn’t show up.

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DVD Review: “Nobel Son”

Nobel SonNobel Son (2009, Fox)
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Nobel Son, a new caper film on DVD, is a satisfying time if you happen to enjoy films with unexpected twists and turns. The film, written by Jody Savin and directed by Randall Miller (actually completed before his sleeper hit, Bottle Shock) stars Bryan Greenberg (of ABC’s October Road) as a Barkley Michaelson, a twenty-something grad student struggling to finish his PHD thesis on cannibalism. Barkley has had to live his entire life in the shadow of his father, world famous chemist, Eli Michaelson. As portrayed by the eternally entertaining Alan Rickman, Eli is… well, Eli is the world’s biggest asshole. Not only does Eli belittle his only son, but for years he’s been cheating on his lovely wife, Sarah, a forensic psychiatrist. Sarah is played by Academy Award winner Mary Steenburgen, who brings a grace and strength to each role she inhabits. I wish she wasn’t relegated to mostly “mother” roles (as in last years Four Christmases and the current The Proposal). However, in Nobel Son she gets to show some teeth and really makes the character interesting.

On the eve of Eli winning the Nobel Prize, Barkley has a one-night fling with a spacey poet named City Hall. Eliza Dushku (Fox’s Dollhouse) is game for the part and shows some flair in her otherwise small role. Berkeley wakes up the next morning, misses the family flight to Sweden for the award ceremony, and is then clocked over the head with a baseball bat and kidnapped by the deranged Thaddeus James (Shawn Hatosy- we don’t see enough of him these days). Thaddeus has a major grudge with Eli and he demands $2 million of the Nobel prize money. From there, Nobel Son begins throwing the kind of curveballs you only see with a whiffle ball and a plot of betrayal, lust and ultimately revenge play out. Along the way, there are some fancy flashbacks, a nifty car chase through a shopping mall that includes a great bait and switch gag, and some really fine music by Mark Adler and Paul Oakenfold that keeps the action propelling along, never letting up until the credits finally roll. (more…)

DVD Review: “Galaxy Quest Deluxe Edition”

galaxy-questGalaxy Quest Deluxe Edition (2009, Paramount)
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While the new Star Trek film continues to soar through the box office to become one of the most popular movies of the year, Paramount has decided that it’s time to take another look at the hilarious Star Trek parody, Galaxy Quest. Amazingly, it’s been 10 years since the film’s theatrical release, yet it remains one of the brightest and funniest comedies of the last decade with one of the strongest casts you’ll find in any movie.

Tim Allen stars as Jason Nesmith, a washed up actor from an ’80s sci-fi television series called Galaxy Quest in which he played Captain Peter Taggart. Since the cancellation of the show, Nesmith and his TV crew castmates have been stuck on the convention circuit, selling autographs and opening supermarkets. That crew includes Sigourney Weaver as Gwen DeMarco, the sex interest on the original Galaxy Quest, a droll Alan Rickman as Alexander Dane, a Shakespeare-trained actor relegated to performing in makeup appliances and uttering the words “By Grabthar’s hammer, by the suns of Warvan, you shall be avenged!” Tony Shaloub as Fred Kwan, and the always great Daryl Mitchell as Tommy Webber, whose character on the original show was a child. Tommy is now an adult and having to come to terms that his glory years were when he was a kid.

An alien race comes across the original episodes of Galaxy Quest and mistakes them for actual documentary footage and builds a functioning replica of the starship. The aliens are led by the brilliant Enrico Colantoni and feature a then-unknown Rainn Wilson as a member. They recruit Nesmith to help them. Nesmith goes along, believing the gig to be yet another promotional opportunity. When he discovers the mission is real, he recruits his old castmates, along with an incidental from the original series (hilariously played by Sam Rockwell). The entire crew is beamed into space in the middle of a REAL intergalactic confrontation, going up against some nefarious creatures that come to us courtesy of the legendary Stan Winston. The Galaxy Quest crew must put aside their differences, overcome their fears and unite as a team and help the aliens defeat the enemy. (more…)

Bootleg City: Spoon, 11/8/07

Remember last week when I was duped into thinking I’d been sent that Air Supply bootleg by a guy named “R. Murdoch”? It never crossed my mind that “R.” might be short for Rupert, as in Rupert freakin’ Murdoch, the megazillionaire media mogul from down under who owns the New York Post, the Wall Street Journal, 20th Century Fox, Fox News, the Fox network, and three-quarters of the world’s fox population, be they animal or female.

Rich guys like Mr. Murdoch don’t miss a beat: last weekend, as he was waiting for his credit-card purchase of Transformers star Megan Fox to go through on the ol’ laptop, he decided to google his name for fun, when up popped the insinuation that he’s a fan of Australian soft rockers Air Supply. “I’d rather have me wedding tackle chopped off than listen to those two drongos!” he said in an e-mail I received on Saturday afternoon.

Turns out he’s an Olivia Newton-John fan, but unfortunately I don’t have any bootlegs by the star of Two of a Kind. (I know, I know, nobody remembers the Travolta-and-ONJ movie that isn’t Grease, but Two of a Kind is a 20th Century Fox product, so I’m being forced to mention it.) However, Mr. Murdoch did threaten to cut out my heart with a dull spoon, which made me remember that I have a terrific bootleg by one of the best bands working today. That would be Spoon, performing in Tallahassee, Florida, at a club called the Moon. In June? Sadly, no — this particular concert took place on November 8, 2007. But it’s well worth a listen.

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