With his good looks, Liev Schreiber (TV's Ray Donovan) seems born to play an astronaut. In Magnet Releasing's The Last Days on Mars, he finally gets the chance. As chief systems officer Vincent Campbell, he's part of Aurora's six-month mission on the red planet with only 19 hours left to go before heading home. What could go wrong?
According to The Slumber Party Massacre, young women love to have group sleepovers so fun that the girls don't have the good sense to leave the house when their party is crashed by the arrival of a drill-wielding serial killer.
We vilify people for bad behavior in real life, yet celebrate it in our entertainment, particularly on the small screen. When the results are as strong as the current crop, all new (or new-ish) to DVD and/or Blu-ray, why question the disconnect?
Prior to his Spider-Man trilogy, director Sam Raimi cut his superhero-movie teeth on 1990's Darkman, a character of his own creation. Although it's clearly not the most polished of his works, the summer sleeper plays even better as the years tick by. Look no further than Shout! Factory's colorful re-release on Blu-ray.
Someday, celebrity cyclist Lance Armstrong may regret hiring Oscar-winning director Alex Gibney to document his 2009 "comeback," but I doubt it. As The Armstrong Lie demonstrates time and again for two mostly gripping hours, the athlete is still unable to tell the whole truth and nothing but.
Jennifer Westfeldt is a smart woman. So why does her latest film, Friends with Kids, feel so seen-it-already?
Although long a screenwriter (Kissing Jessica Stein) and an actress (TV’s Notes from the Underbelly and 24), Westfeldt makes her directorial debut with this romantic comedy that co-stars four members of the Bridesmaids cast and opens Friday.
She stars as Julie, best buds to Jason (Adam Scott, TV’s Parks and Recreation). Their relationship is pure When Harry Met Sally ..., watching one another date other people when it’s so obvious they’re perfect for one another — it just takes them 100 minutes, give or take, to realize that. They even call each other at insane hours over trivial stuff; Jason answers the phone at 4 a.m. to hear Julie ask without introduction or context, “Death by shark or alligator?”
What separated Sally from sitcom setup was sharp writing, which Friends does not have. It belabors its non-point by having Julie and Jason agree to have a baby together, but not be committed to one another in any way. As if. At least he’s there at delivery: “Your vagina looks like a jellyfish!”
Their title pals whose offspring inspired Julie and Jason’s semen-bonded deal play to the stereotype of the sexless, miserable parents whose love was destroyed by spawning. Talented people like Jon Hamm, Kristen Wiig, Maya Rudolph and Chris O’Dowd seem like they’re doing Westfeldt a favor ... and they certainly are, by tricking moviegoers into thinking the film will be made funny/amusing/credible — take your pick — by their presence.
It’s not. A typical gag has Jason scare off a girlfriend (Megan Fox, losing the least when it’s all said and done) by being covered in poo, face included, while changing his son’s diaper. Has Westfeldt even seen a diaper change?
Naturally, Friends with Kids ends up exactly how you think it will, with one slight twist: Jason says, “Let me fuck the shit out of you” to convince Julie of his true feelings. She agrees. Isn’t it romantic? —Rod Lott