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ANNABELLE VS. HALLOWEEN - FRIDAY CLASSICS SPECIAL

SPOILER ALERT, PLEASE DON'T CONTINUE TO READ THIS POST IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED YET ANNABELLE CREATION AND IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW THE BEST TWIST EVER IN THE HISTORY OF HORROR MOVIES

Left, courtesy of Warner Bros; Right, Photofest
'Annabelle: Creation' (left); 2007's 'Halloween'
 
No matter how good a film like 'Annabelle: Creation' is, unraveling the mystery behind its antagonist makes it less scary.

[Warning: This story contains spoilers for Annabelle: Creation.]

Less really is more when it comes to horror. And with Annabelle: Creation, something is lost by exploring the backstory of the haunted doll first introduced in 2013's The Conjuring.
Director David F. Sandberg's contribution to the burgeoning Conjuring shared universe is to date the recipient of overwhelmingly positive reviews and strong box-office returns, admittedly for good reasons. The film, like most of its counterparts in the Conjuring franchise, is handsomely shot and effectively choreographed. It marries off-center compositions with generous negative space for staging inevitable background spookiness; for its first hour or so, its scares work, a collection of small, spine-tangling pleasures doled out judiciously and with obvious assurance.
After that first hour, though, we learn the truth of the doll's sentience, and we learn, as with 2014's Annabelle, that a hellish fiend has taken up residence in said doll, and suddenly the doll itself becomes a lot less scary. Its frightening hold over us dissipates. The movie is reframed entirely as a fairly stock demonic visitation story, and slowly we begin to wonder why we were ever afraid of the Annabelle doll to begin with (aside from its inexplicably eerie craftsmanship). In retrospect, that might not take away from Sandberg's efforts behind the camera in Annabelle: Creation, and it might not make the Annabelle sequence in the original Conjuring film less experientially nerve-wracking, but it does divorce the series from the intrinsically chilling efficacy of the concept. Such is what happens when you take franchise maintenance a step too far.
Horror movies function best the less their viewers know about their subjects. Think, for example, of the dapper aberration in Jennifer Kent's The Babadook, or the faceless entity from David Robert Mitchell's It Follows; both monsters in those films have defined rules of behavior, and more importantly, an absolute dearth of backstory. If you want to go classic, look no further than Pinhead (Douglas William Bradley), who lacks an origin story for the better part of two movies, until we learn that he used to be human in Hellraiser II: Hellbound's climax. Once we're privy to a snippet of Pinhead's background, he loses his oomph as a villain, arguably not just for the rest of the movie but for the rest of the Hellraiser series. (And if you want to straddle the classic/contemporary line, recall how Rob Zombie's Halloween films' attempts to humanize Michael Myers take away from the character's driving unfathomable qualities. He's supposed to be evil without reason.)

That's the case with Annabelle: Creation, too. We're led to believe at first that the Annabelle doll is a receptacle for the spirit of one Annabelle Mullins, the daughter of dollmaker Samuel Mullins and Esther Mullins, his disfigured wife; the varying signs of haunting accounted for as the movie commences point to the presence of a ghost rather than a devil. As creepy things go, ghost children outweigh devils even when we see the precipitating event that shuffled them off their mortal coil. It hardly matters that we know how Annabelle died; the very thought that she's still around, tormenting a gang of orphans to boot, naturally fosters disquieted response. Eventually, it's revealed that when Annabelle died, Mama and Papa Mullins made the bonehead move of praying to whatever dark forces would listen to their pleas and give them their beloved child back. The dark forces listened, but the dark forces also lied, and that's where we end up in relation to the film as its audience — hoodwinked.

The problem of too much backstory would be less of a problem if not for the existence of the first Annabelle movie. Annabelle: Creation marks the second film to take a deep period dive to explore the backstory of Annabelle the doll. When filmmakers, writers and producers give us the tools to comprehend a monster, the monster becomes perceptible, and, in becoming perceptible, it becomes considerably less, well, monstrous.

OCEAN'S ELEVEN (2001) - FRIDAY CLASSICS REVIEW

Danny Ocean and his eleven accomplices plan to rob three Las Vegas casinos simultaneously. 
 

Ocean's Eleven (2001)

PG-13 | | Crime, Thriller | 24 January 2002 (Philippines) 

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4 wins & 20 nominations.

Danny Ocean wants to score the biggest heist in history. He combines an eleven member team, including Frank Catton, Rusty Ryan and Linus Caldwell. Their target? The Bellagio, the Mirage and the MGM Grand. All casinos owned by Terry Benedict. It's not going to be easy, as they plan to get in secretly and out with $150 million.

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Release Date:

24 January 2002 (Philippines)  »

Also Known As:

La gran estafa  »

Box Office

Budget:

$85.000.000 (estimated)

Opening Weekend:

$38.107.822 (USA) (7 December 2001)

Gross:

$183.405.771 (USA) (26 April 2002)
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A heist movie with a serious demeanor but comic underpinnings, Ocean's Eleven performs its grand larceny through a collection of star turns by the likes of George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Julia Roberts, Matt Damon, Don Cheadle and Andy Garcia. It's a movie that demands not to be taken too seriously. But at times it feels so weightless that the intrigue comes more in seeing how the writer and director will wiggle out of plot predicaments than how a team of thieves will rip off Las Vegas casinos.

For Steven Soderbergh, coming off last year's historic double whammy in which he became the only director to have two films nominated for best picture and best director, Ocean's Eleven represents a mostly successful stylistic shift into sheer artifice, where the force of the personalities involved compels your interest. Each star gets his moment to shine, so fans will suffer no disappointment. If kids have Harry Potter this holiday season, then adults have Ocean's Eleven. The film could be a major hit both in North America and overseas.

The movie, of course, has an antecedent in the 1960 Ocean's Eleven, in which Frank Sinatra and his Rat Pack buddies rob five Vegas casinos. (This has been reduced to three in the new movie, and really only one vault.) That earlier film was mostly an exercise in celebrity cool; here Soderbergh makes his actors earn their money by actually playing characters.

Everyone is a career criminal in Ted Griffin's intricate, richly detailed script, so not one moment is wasted on worry over a dishonest day's work. Clooney's Danny Ocean sets the wheel in motion the moment he leaves prison. His goal is to rob an underground vault that services the Bellagio, Mirage and MGM Grand casinos.
Every team member he and his right-hand man, Pitt's Rusty Ryan, recruits is a genius at some criminal activity. Linus (Damon) is a nimble pickpocket. Basher (Cheadle, with a marvelous Cockney accent) can blow up anything. Livingston (Eddie Jemison) is a brilliant though tightly wound surveillance guy. Frank (Bernie Mac) can deal cards and still watch everything that takes place on the casino floor. Saul (Carl Reiner) knows every con game that exists. The Malloy brothers (Casey Affleck and Scott Caan) are whizzes at auto mechanics. Yen is an amazing Chinese acrobat (played by Shaobo Qin, who is exactly that). Finally, ex-casino owner Reuben Tishkoff (Elliott Gould) is rich enough to fund the operation, so you never have to wonder, "How did they get that thing?"

Then, to give the cold mechanics of the heist some hot blood, Danny has an ulterior motive in robbing these particular casinos: All are owned by Terry Benedict (Garcia), a polished though deadly entrepreneur currently sleeping with Danny's ex-wife, Tess (Roberts).

This is not your typical crime movie. These are all gentleman thieves; they never raise their voices. There are never any quarrels or unpleasantness. They don't even seem to be doing this for the money.
Some might find the clockwork precision of their criminal craftsmanship hard to swallow, but the movie operates solely in the arena of fantasy wish fulfillment. This is a movie for anyone who has lost a wad in Vegas, lost a mate to a really smooth rich guy or gal or simply lost his keys through lack of organization.
Ocean's Eleven is no Rififi, which virtually served as a documentary in how to break into a jewelry store. Rather, the movie is an exercise in Hollywood glamour, enlivened by the feeling one often gets from a Soderbergh film: that the actors are having a ball.
 
The film is a technical marvel, with Philip Messina's sets and real casino locations binding seamlessly together. Soderbergh's elegant camerawork takes you "backstage" at the Bellagio to tour rooms, corridors, elevator shafts and passages. And David Holmes' cool, jazzy score makes this Ocean's Eleven feel hipper than Sinatra's.
 
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INDEPENDENCE DAY (1996) - FIRST CLASSICS REVIEW

Since we just celebrated the 2017th independence day in the US I thought I will do a review on the original movie in 1996

Independence Day (1996)




The aliens are coming and their goal is to invade and destroy Earth. Fighting superior technology, mankind's best weapon is the will to survive.

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Won 1 Oscar. Another 34 wins & 34 nominations.

On July 2nd, communications systems worldwide are sent into chaos by a strange atmospheric interference. It is soon learned by the military that a number of enormous objects are on a collision course with Earth. At first thought to be meteors, they are later revealed to be gigantic spacecraft, piloted by a mysterious alien species. After attempts to communicate with the aliens go nowhere, David Levinson, an ex-scientist turned cable technician, discovers that the aliens are going to attack major points around the globe in less than a day. On July 3rd, the aliens all but obliterate New York, Los Angeles and Washington, as well as Paris, London, Houston and Moscow. The survivors set out in convoys towards Area 51, a strange government testing ground where it is rumored the military has a captured alien spacecraft of their own. The survivors devise a plan to fight back against the enslaving aliens, and July 4th becomes the day humanity will fight for its freedom. July 4th is their ... 

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6 November 1996 (Philippines) 

Also Known As:

Dan nezavisnosti

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Box Office

Budget:

$75.000.000 (estimated)

Opening Weekend:

$50.200.000 (USA) (5 July 1996)

Gross:

$306.124.059 (USA) (13 December 1996)

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20th Century Fox’s Independence Day is a blast  a sci-fi disaster film about an alien force that attacks Earth on Fourth of July weekend. A generic juggernaut, as well as a story of appealing human dimension, Independence Day should set off box-office fireworks worldwide.
Imaginatively splicing genres together (sci-fi, disaster, war) as well as cloning winning ingredients from more recent films from Lucas, Spielberg and Cameron files, screenwriters Roland Emmerich and Dean Devlin do not exactly lift us off into any new story dimensions, but rather, they have created a sci-fi story constellation of the brightest star elements. With German director Emmerich at the helm, Independence Day soars as filmic uber-craft.

In this canny scenario, there is, contrary to “Ecclesiastes,” something new under the sun: Massive, saucer-like spacecraft hover over the world’s big cities one weekend, blocking the sunlight and casting terrifying shadows over human creation. In the United States, this weekend is the Fourth of July weekend. Evidently, these aliens know when to catch us off-guard, including the president (Bill Pullman), a Clintonesque leader who realizes that he might have to act decisively in this instance. That we’re not alone in the universe is not exactly a comforting realization  the monstrous alien presence is, by all indications, an invasionary force.
In short, it’s the world against the aliens and there’s a ticking clock in this War of the Worlds-ish saga. Like the ‘70s disaster films, an odd and unlikely assortment of individuals rally together to take on the overwhelming natural force, in this instance, invading aliens. In Emmerich’s and Devlin’s well-honed screenplay, they include, most prominently in addition to the president, a brilliant, underachieving computer whiz David (Jeff Goldblum) and breezily gung-ho Marine Corps aviator Capt. Steven Hiller (Will Smith). It’s this triumvirate that ultimately must combine their skills and summon all their bravery to save the world.
Like the best action films, our heroes here are decidedly over-matched. The aliens’ fortress-like spacecraft are impregnable, even to nuclear missiles. Like a popular toothpaste advertised in the hey-day of this genre, the alien craft are protected by “an invisible protective shield.” It’s up to the techie-wonk David to crack their intelligence code, so what’s left of the world’s air forces can launch an attack against the alien mother ship.

Undeniably, it’s the film visual effects that are the star of this colossus. Emmerich has marshaled an accomplished technical team to near-perfection: The film’s action pyrotechnics are masterful, including raging fireballs sweeping amid skyscrapers, blitzkrieg-ish air battles and spectacular explosions. On occasion, one spots the blue-screened seams, but overall the actionery is astonishing, a credit to the sorcery of the visual effects supervisors, Volker Engel and Douglas Smith.

A large part of Independence Day’s excellence is, similarly, in its design – from the ominously scary alien ships to the slimy, skeletally challenged, reptilian-slithery aliens themselves. Highest praise to production designer-creature effects creator Patrick Tatopoulos and production designer Oliver Scholl for the ferocious look, both alien and earthly.

Further plaudits to cinematographer Karl Walter Lindenlaub for the scaring scopings. Composer David Arnold’s terrific music, from the rattle of the snares to the thunder of the horns, is marvelously old-fashioned – a generic master work along the lines of The Guns of Navaronne.
Although there are no central heroes in this sci-fi actioner, Smith and Goldblum emerge as the epic’s nearest stars. Smith’s good-natured bravado is heroically appealing, while Goldblum’s herky-quirky demeanor is winningly apt as mankind’s counterintelligence to the aliens’ attack.

Also on the people front, a squadron of supporting players is wonderful. Judd Hirsch breathes comic life into his role as David’s curmudgeonly father, while Randy Quaid is goofily inspiring as a sotted crop-duster. Robert Loggia is well-cast as an iron-pants military man, while Vivica Fox is captivating as pilot Hiller’s stalwart girlfriend. Showing that they’ve crossed every “t” and dotted every “i,” the filmmakers have gone to the Spielberg vault to include mainstream audiences’ always favorite reactive-in-jeopardy character, a steadfast pooch, method-acted to perfection here by a happy setter.

E.T. THE EXTRA TERRESTRIAL (1982) - FRIDAY CLASSICS

E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial (1982)


G | | Family, Sci-Fi | 11 June 1982 (USA)


                     A troubled child summons the courage to help a friendly alien escape Earth and return to his home world.

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After a gentle alien becomes stranded on Earth, the being is discovered and befriended by a young boy named Elliott. Bringing the extraterrestrial into his suburban California house, Elliott introduces E.T., as the alien is dubbed, to his brother and his little sister, Gertie, and the children decide to keep its existence a secret. Soon, however, E.T. falls ill, resulting in government intervention and a dire situation for both Elliott and the alien.

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11 June 1982 (USA)  »

Also Known As:

E.T. 

Box Office

Budget:

$10.500.000 (estimated)

Opening Weekend:

$11.911.430 (USA) (11 June 1982)

Gross:

$434.949.459 (USA)


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Jaws. Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Raiders of the Lost Ark. And now, E.T., The Extra-Terrestrial. Steven Spielberg has done it again. He has created another instant American classic. 
As director and co-producer (with Kathleen Kennedy), Spielberg has crafted with warmth and humor a simple fantasy that works so superbly on so many levels that it will surely attract masses of moviegoers from all demographics. At the heart of the story line, E.T. is really My Favorite Martian, with a bizarre-looking but disarmingly lovable alien (designed by Carlo Rambaldi, who designed the creature in Close Encounters).

However, the film goes past the myth of a marooned spaceman trying to figure out a way back home. While E.T. is being befriended, hidden and protected (from the adults) by his Earth buddies, the picture conveys a relationship story, an adventure, a mystery, and ultimately, the time-worn but always timely message that no matter how different God's creatures may be, there's a common bond between the thinking ones — because they're also capable of love. Sometimes, kids are always the ones to recognize this on a more immediate level than adults.

Sound sappy? Yes. But Spielberg's magic as a director is to take these themes and weave them into a straight-forward tale so delicately that you are never sledge-hammered and come to perceive screenwriter Melissa Mathison's intent through the exquisite subtlety of this beguiling fairy tale. 

Amid the wonder, excitement and joy that virtually every frame of this picture elicits — swept along by John Williams' playful and uplifting score — one really does fall in love with the delightful little alien, and indeed, finds oneself reaching for the handkerchief (and realizing but not minding upon later reflection) right on cue. Never mind that certain plot leaps of faith are necessary to advance this fantasy along, the characters (mostly kids) are so compelling and endearing that you're easily pulled in. 

When young Elliot (Henry Thomas) discovers E.T. out in his backyard one night, at first no one believes him. But after he stakes out his turf the following evening on a lawn recliner; armed with a flashlight, the somewhat shy alien makes a gentle peace offering of M&Ms. The bond is instantaneous. Elliott hides his space buddy in the house, and through a few subsequent poignant scenes, the two come to understand one another. Elliott introduces his brother (Robert Macnaughton) and sister (Drew Barrymore) into the newly formed fraternity, which excludes adults: "Only kids can see him," they pretend. 

But as E.T.'s earthbound education develops, and he puts together a makeshift transmitter, it becomes apparent that he longs for home. Though the charming trio of siblings evades detection of E.T. by their mother (Dee Wallace), scientists are apparently spying on their every action and lie in wait to move in.

Ultimately, their intentions come through as benign, as their leader (Peter Coyote) tells Elliott he's glad that it was the young boy who first encountered the alien. Nevertheless, the scientists intend to study E.T., and that would interfere with the little creature's plans. The kids, however, smitten as they are with their new friend, are determined that if he wants out — he's getting out. What ensues is one of the most delightful chase and escape scenes in recent memory. 

Brilliant cinematography, production design and editing not withstanding, with all the special effects of getting E.T. to appear so lifelike, creating a dazzling spacecraft a la Close Encounters and breathtaking aerial excursions (credit Industrial Light & Magic), perhaps the greatest wonder involved in E.T. is that it was reportedly brought in for around $10.3 million. 

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TOTAL RECALL (2012) - FRIDAY CLASSICS REVIEW

Hello, I wanted to try something because I also want to talk about some really good classi movies and every Friday night I will post the ultimate DVD tip for you, for your weekend. Let's start this new feature today with

Total Recall (2012)

PG-13 ||Action, Adventure, Mystery
 

Production company: Original Film
Cast: Colin Farrell, Kate Beckinsale, Jessica Biel, Bryan Cranston, John Cho, Bill Nighy
Director: Len Wiseman
Screenwriters: Kurt Wimmer, Mark Bomback
Producers: Neal H. Moritz,Toby Jaffe
Executive producers: Ric Kidney, Len Wiseman
Director of photography: Paul Cameron
Production designer: Patrick Tatopoulos
Costume designer: Sanja Milkovic Hays
Editor: Christian Wagner
Music: Harry Gregson-Williams 

A factory worker, Douglas Quaid, begins to suspect that he is a spy after visiting Rekall - a company that provides its clients with implanted fake memories of a life they would like to have led - goes wrong and he finds himself on the run. 

Colin Farrell, Kate Beckinsale and Jessica Biel star in director Len Wiseman's reimagining of Philip K. Dick's short "We Can Remember It for You Wholesale." 

Re-envisioning a classic is frequently a tricky bit of business, and Paul Verhoeven's 1990 Total Recall starring Arnold Schwarzenegger is something of a touchstone of contemporary science fiction filmmaking. Drawing again from the seminal Philip K. Dick short story We Can Remember It for You Wholesale, the current version directed by Len Wiseman retains the essentials of the original material but twists the action more toward a futuristic thriller.

The outcome is engaging enough, though not entirely satisfying from either a genre or narrative standpoint, lacking substance and a degree of imagination. Brand recognition, along with the curiosity factor and a name cast in muscular action roles, should make for a lucrative first weekend, but falloff could be somewhat steep in subsequent frames.

Following a worldwide chemical war, postapocalyptic Earth offers a stark contrast between the only two surviving population centers, with the well-off United Federation of Britain (UFB) relying on the cheap labor of the impoverished inhabitants of The Colony to support a massive security force that keeps both regions under the thumb of menacing Chancellor Cohaagen (Bryan Cranston).
Douglas Quaid (Colin Farrell) appears to be just another working stiff from The Colony who commutes on a massive cross-planetary transport to labor in a UFB factory manufacturing exoskeletons for the Synthetics, a robotic security force deployed to suppress the resistance, the shadowy rebel movement seeking to topple the UFB. Although he’s happy enough with his blue-collar life and loving wife Lori (Kate Beckinsale), he’s plagued by dreams about a violent past and an unfamiliar woman (Jessica Biel).

Since he’s already imagining himself to be some sort of secret agent, Quaid decides to check out Rekall, a company that offers to create realistic memories for customers with the aid of drugs, electronics and some powerful psychological constructs. Quaid’s session goes way wrong almost before it can begin, when the initial stage of the Rekall process activates his suppressed personality and alerts the UFB security forces. Federal police descend on Rekall, where Quaid kills them all in a shootout while channeling his newly acquired secret-agent skill set.

On the run and unable to remember any details from his violent past after discovering that Lori is an undercover UFB operative, Quaid follows a series of clues leading him inexorably on a search for resistance leader Matthias (Bill Nighy) and the woman from his dreams.

Stripping the storyline of the original movie’s Mars-travel subplot, the five credited writers cherry-pick from a selection of sci-fi classics to dress up what’s essentially a thriller template with futuristic plot and visual elements. The central narrative concerning a man pursued by mysterious forces with no apparent connection to his present life is familiar from any number of spy thrillers but affords a weak foundation for the current remake.

In the plus column, screenwriters Kurt Wimmer and Mark Bomback and production designer Patrick Tatopoulos have devised a fascinating futuristic world with impressively cohesive visual characteristics. In particular, the massive transport vessel known as The Fall that makes the daily cross-planetary trip is an intricately conceived setting for much of the film’s climactic action. Other touches, including a freeway with flying cars and an extensive regional elevator system are familiar from other films but make a robust return here.

Standing in for Schwarzenegger in the lead role is no small feat, and rather than try to emulate, Farrell’s performance emphasizes his speed and acting ability, though this is far from one of his better roles. While he succeeds well enough, the script’s dearth of character development doesn’t give him much to work with. Indeed, there are so few pauses in the breathless action that Farrell barely has the chance to develop the romantic subplot with Biel’s rebel leader Melina before they’re back on the run again.

Biel has the less substantial supporting role but enough screen time to flesh out her character as a badass revolutionary determined to both save the world and the man she loves. Reteaming with husband and director Wiseman from the Underworld series, Beckinsale is relentless if one-dimensional as the UFB agent assigned to take out Quaid, and both women are more than capable in the nearly nonstop combat scenes.

Wiseman shows a strong command of the film’s disparate elements, effectively uniting the street-level scenes set in the squalid Colony with the higher-tech chases through the sleek confines of the UFB. Without much backstory to lend the characters, Wiseman focuses on highlighting the action sequences and setting them convincingly within the futuristic world. Both the production design and the visual effects supervision by Peter Chiang unite the physical and virtual components to create a seamless landscape, while cinematographer Paul Cameron capably encapsulates the film’s paranoid tone and editor Christian Wagner sets a relentless pace.

For a factory worker named Douglas Quaid, even though he's got a beautiful wife who he loves, the mind-trip sounds like the perfect vacation from his frustrating life - real memories of life as a super-spy might be just what he needs. But when the procedure goes horribly wrong, Quaid becomes a hunted man as he finds himself on the run from the police.

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