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.
Critics of our criminal justice system don’t have to search far for
nightmare scenarios of wrongful convictions. From cases of false
confessions to exonerations through DNA testing, the past few decades
are rife with tales of injustice that would give even Kafka the willies.
It says something about the horrific saga of the West Memphis Three that their experience still manages to be so shocking.
One might have thought that three HBO documentaries, the Paradise Lostfilms of Joe Berlinger and Bruce Sinofsky, would have been sufficient to tell this story.
But West of Memphis, which opens Friday
exclusively at AMC Quail Springs Mall 24, 2501 W. Memorial, is an
essential chronicle of how the judicial system can go horribly wrong
with the misinterpretation, whether deliberate or inadvertent, of just a
1993, three 8-year-old boys — Stevie Branch, Christopher Byers and
Michael Moore — were found in a creek along Robin Hood Hills in West
Memphis, Ark. Their bodies were naked, hogtied with shoelaces and
covered in slashes.
determining the murders had all the trappings of a satanic ritual,
wound up charging three troubled youths who seemed likely to be caught
up in occultism: Damien Echols, 18; Jessie Misskelley, 17; and Jason
Baldwin, 16. Misskelley, who had an IQ of 72, offered up a confession in
the wake of a grueling, 12-hour interrogation.
West of Memphis uses
archival and contemporary footage to illustrate how the killings’ more
sensationalistic aspects colored the trial. Jurors saw graphic photos of
the victims and heard expert testimony about Satanism. They heard from a jailhouse informant how the defendants had mutilated the genitals of one of the boys.
Echols received a death sentence, while Misskelley and Baldwin were sentenced to life terms.
serious doubts about the prosecution’s case surfaced shortly after the
verdict. Misskelley’s heavily edited confession had stemmed from leading
questions. Key prosecution witnesses recanted their testimony. A crush
of forensic experts scoffed at the notion of satanic ritual, contending
instead that snapping turtles and other animals in the creek bed had
inflicted the injuries.
discrediting of the occult angle changed the sense of the crime itself,
suggesting that the perpetrator might have known the victims
Oscar-nominated filmmaker Amy Berg (who made another powerful documentary about perverse injustice, 2006’s Deliver Us from Evil) painstakingly builds a case for the innocence of the West Memphis Three. But that is only half her agenda. West of Memphis also posits that the actual killer could be Terry Hobbs, the stepfather of one of the boys.
The case against him gets considerable heft from the doc’s producers, Peter Jackson and Fran Walsh, who made The Lord of the Rings trilogy
and evidently sank some money into investigating Hobbs. Some of what
they discover is compelling, particularly DNA analysis of hair found at
the crime scene. Other scraps of information — such as third-hand
suggestions pointing to Hobbs’ culpability — are hardly worth the
Clocking in at nearly two and a half hours, West of Memphis veers
a bit — only a bit — from exhaustive to exhaustion, something that
could have been remedied with a little less from high-profile supporters
Eddie Vedder and Henry Rollins. But the star wattage, a reminder that
fighting for the freedom of the trio was as much a celebrity cause as it
was cause célèbre, has its instructional use, too.
convicts who claim their innocence get the attention of a Jackson or a
Johnny Depp. It’s worth noting the admonition of Echols in a prison
interview: “This case is nothing out of the ordinary. This happens all the time.” —Phil Bacharach