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Wednesday, 27 June 2018

Dino's vs The Volcano: Review of Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom

Director: J.A Bayona

By Alex Watson




Despite some fine visual touches and some solid direction from J.A Bayona- Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom fails to live up to expectations. Saddled with a dull script and lack of narrative, this picture fails to advance what seemed like a promising reboot franchise. It provides plenty of thrills, but a sequel cannot succeed just on this element alone.

Years on from the disastrous failure of Jurassic World, Claire Dearing (Bryce Dallas Howard) has become a dinosaur activist. Isla Nubar is threatened with an eruption from an active volcano which could potentially wipe out dino life on earth once more. Eli Mills (Rafe Spall) proposes that Claire lead a rescue attempt for these creatures which includes recruiting disillusioned former Raptor trainer Owen Grady (Chris Pratt). However, Mills seems to take a particular interest in saving notorious female Raptor, Blue...

J.A Bayona does bring some delicate touches to Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom, in particular, his Spielberg-like beginning where an underwater salvage mission soon results in a T-Rex attack. These types of moments are fine and give some small rays of sunshine. Then we come to the central plot which manages to gloss all events over the last three years. The corporation has paid out over $800 million in lawsuits and Owen and Claire had a failed attempt to at romance. From the moment Mills and his benefactor Benjamin Lockwood (James Cromwell) pitch their rescue mission- it is obvious something sinister is at play. Sadly, this soon gives way to a half-baked story about the corporation wanting to weaponize dinosaurs. Well, of course, they do!

What could have been an engaging story of against the clock survival is instead swept by in a matter of minutes. Bayona makes the volcanic eruption a spectacular thing and watching a Brontosaurus essentially left for dead in a cloud of volcanic smoke is gut-wrenching. Had the script stuck this type of affair it would have raised the stakes, instead, we get yet another dull formulaic story of corporate evils looking to profit off dinosaurs. Another key issue is the supporting characters, outside of the engaging Grady and Dearing, their co-stars are reduced to being the whiny nerdy guy (Justice Smith) and the tough-talking scientist (Danielle Pineda). Though veteran Ted Levine does have some fine moments as the villain Colonel Wheatley. The side story of Jurassic World most memorable dino Blue is also good- this is one Raptor that is a must-have for the corporation and throughout she gives this picture a little more soul and smarts.

The third act of Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom does at least have some commendable thrills to make up for the lack of story. Set within the confines of the Lockwood mansion, it is very much a run and hide affair. One of the key surprises comes from a new hybrid dinosaur that Ingen has cooked up. This alone sends a few shivers down the spine as it runs amock. Bayona manages recreates the cold and creepy feeling that his breakout film 'The Orphanage' provided. While we are let down by an overly sentimental ending and a frankly awful mini twist, we least get some value for money during the home stretch.

Chris Pratt shows how he is fast becoming the main man for Hollywood franchises. Owen Grady is a character more complex than he first appears- his connection to Blue is one that gives this character a needed emotional depth. Pratt also makes good use of his trademark easy charm to win over his audience. Bryce Dallas Howard makes sure she wears more appropriate footwear for this outing. Although Claire Dearing suffers from a lack of development, Howard finds a way to rise above this and give a convincing performance. It is also great to see the return of Jeff Goldblum as Ian Malcolm, his appearance may be small but his character has lost none of its appeal or wit.

Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom is a big missed opportunity for this franchise. Hopefully the return of Colin Trevorrow for the third outing with steady the ship.


Monday, 11 July 2016

Standing On The Shoulders Of Giants: Review of The BFG

The BFG

Director: Steven Spielberg

By Alex Watson



Despite Steven Spielberg wielding some neat and magical visual touches, his adaptation of Roald Dahl's The BFG cannot escape feeling slightly underwhelming. The casting of Mark Rylance and Ruby Barnhill is inspired and the pair together are the main source of fuel for Spielberg's picture. The principle problem is that although this adaptation is wonderful is some areas, it also drags in others. Although the great man tries his hardest, this just doesn't feel like vintage Spielberg.

Sophie (Ruby Barnhill) is an orphan living in London who one night is snatched up by giant The BFG (Mark Rylance). Taking her back to his home, The Giant World the pair begin to bond when he shares his hobby of collection and giving dreams to people. In this land, he is one friendly giant as all others are bloodthirsty children eaters led by the Fleshlumpeater (Jermaine Clement). Together the pair hatches a plan to put a stop of their evil deeds for good.

Despite a very promising and tense opening where we see The BFG snatch Sophie from her bed during 'the witching hour' Spielberg cannot keep this momentum going. Seeing his giant hand reaching for the curtains is as thrilling on a big screen as it was on paper. The early scenes of her introduction to this 24-foot gentle giant are very touching with some well-timed comic moments. His constant particular speech and mispronouncing of words get plenty of laughs, as he refers to humans as 'Beans'. But none get more giggles than when he shows what when you do a 'Whiz-Pop' by drinking Frobscottle. Although these scenes do bring a charm, the film is too reliant on dialogue and as a result, scenes feel overly long.

London has never looked more wonderous on screen and the scenes set during the black velvet night look like something right out of a fairytale as BFG and Sophie deliver a pleasant dream to young boy where he gets a call from the US President. Entering Giant country, at first, we are transfixed by its beauty, most notably during a gorgeous sequence where we see the giant collecting dream. The FX in this scene sparkles like a beautiful dream and is a rare moment of wonder. The child-eating giants while visually impressive, lack any kind of development and they feel tame compared to the horrifying creatures in the 1989 animated version. BFG is bullied for being a runt and is too meek to fight back. Yes, he has our support as the underdog, but after a point, we wish these guys would just go away.

The final act promises great things as Sophie and BFG approach the Queen (Penelope Wilton for help. Giving her one of the worst dreams imaginable, what follows is possible the strongest scene in the picture as she along with her maid Mary (a lovely Rebecca Hall) find Sophie outside her window. Can the Queen possibly believe this unlikely dream about the Giants she just had? Also, there is the added bonus of watching her butler Mr. Tibbs (Rafe Spall) trying to get the Queens guard out without giving himself away. Comedy galore comes rolling forward when BFG is giving breakfast, requiring servants to give large quantities of eggs, toast, and many other things while he is perched up high. Spielberg is known for being funny, but here is carries off well. Sadly for all our hopes, the finale is a rather bland one and only adds to the gigantic disappointment that has been looming throughout.

Mark Rylance proves to be a fine choice to portray the BFG and he is able to both charm and amuse us in equal measure. Sporting a West Country accent, this big guy is a slightly bumbling and confusing character at first. Once the kinks have been ironed out, a big-hearted and lovable giant is born and Rylance brings to life the joy that Dahl gave this character. Ruby Barnhill is an equally wise choice and her down to earth portrayal of Sophie is one of the movie's plus points. The two leads bounce off each other well and are primarily responsible for keeping at a respectable level. Jermaine Clement might have convinced as Boris The Animal in MIB 3, but he is given little work with here. In this age of CG, the Fleshlumpeater should have been a horrifying sight. Instead, he is reduced to comic foil.

The BFG has brief moments that will bring a smile, but Spielberg is not able to make this one of this summer's strongest hits. Hopefully, his adaptation of Ready Player One will be up to scratch.