Red Tails

Red Tails

Film review by: Witney Seibold

 

          A cartoonish lump of noisy, colorful, children’s war fantasies, Anthony Hemingway’s “Red Tails” is a bold stylistic leap of ridiculousness.

Real Steel

Real Steel

Film review by: Witney Seibold

 

“Real Steel” is unreasonably fun.

Rise of the Planet of the Apes

Rise of the Planet of the Apes

Film review by: Witney Seibold

Rupert Wyatt‘s “Rise of the Planet of the Apes” would have been a lot more interesting had it severed itself from any other mythology having to do with “Planet of the Apes.”

Rubber

Rubber

Film review by: Witney Seibold

Quentin Despieux‘s “Rubber” is a cult hit in the making. You may have read about it. It’s that film about a sentient living tire, that rolls about a desert landscape, merrily killing the people who anger or abuse it.

Resonnances

Resonnances

Film review by: Witney Seibold

Philippe Robert’s “Resonnances,” a 2006 feature film from France, was released on DVD from Synapse films a few months back (and it was only my sloth and seemingly endless capacity for dawdling that prevented me from writing about it until just now), and it caused a minor uproar in the online horror community, as it was reputed to be a perfectly decent little thriller that managed to be tense and creative, despite its shoestring budget, and relatively low profile.

Rango

Rango

Film review by: Witney Seibold

Clearly, the sight of a chameleon in a Hawaiian shirt, and being voiced by Johnny Depp, is supposed to invoke thoughts of “Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.” That’s where we start…

Repo Chick

Repo Chick

Film review by: Witney Seibold

Alex Cox‘s gorgeously bugnuts punkrock 1984 sci-fi odyssey “Repo Man” entered my life at a late date. I was 30 by the time I saw it for the first time, and I loved it so much, I began to regret not having seen it at age 18, when it could have carried a great deal of my teenage sensibilities. But I did see it, and I’m glad to have done so. It sparked a marathon of Cox’s other films, and I became familiar with this stellar/mad mind, and was given a another cult password to whisper quietly to other initiates.

The Runaways

The Runaways

Film review by: Witney Seibold

“The Runaways,” Floria Sigismondi‘s biopic about the sexually-charged 1970s jailbait grrrl punk band of the same name, is a frustrating affair. While it’s certainly a hoot to see young it-girls Dakota Fanning and Kristen Stewart playing rock icons Cherie Currie and Joan Jett, and rock fans and historians may find it enjoyable to see Rodney Bingenheimer‘s L.A. Club in its heyday, the film entire feels like a usual, pat, cliche-ridden musical rock-doc that is more interested in documentation than saying anything about the significance of The Runaways.

The Series Project: Rocky

The Series Project: Rocky

Film article by: Witney Seibold

This article has been, much to my delight, been picked up by the website CraveOnline, and will appear in two installments on that site. Thanks for following it here, but it will have new life elsewhere. 

RED (2010)

RED (2010)

Film review by: Witney Seibold

There’s something kind of old-school about Robert Schwentke’s “RED.” It’s a thriller about classy sixty- and seventysomethings in classy situations, dealing with old school villains like Russians and corrupt politicians. It’s not shot in a gritty, “realistic” shakeycam style, but in a bright, chipper, clear fashion, that lends to humor rather than action.