Critical Week: Ready to run

Awards season continues in full swing, with screenings every day of the week. Things will only escalate this month as voting deadlines begin to approach around the first of December. So I have a lot that I still need to see, especially since I also have to watch TV shows and podcasts for the Golden Globes. This week's big films included Glen Powell in Edgar Wright's entertainingly fast-paced remake of The Running Man, based on the Stephen King novel. There are big issues in here, but it never goes very deep. At least Colman Domingo is having a blast. And there was also the lavishly well-made post-war epic Nuremberg, starring Russell Crowe and Rami Malek in a thought-provoking exploration of political morality. Leo Woodhall very nearly steals the show.

BEST OUT THIS WEEK:
Belen • Train Dreams • Odyssey
Peter Hujar's Day • The Choral
The Marbles • Love + War
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One of the most delightful surprises was Song Sung Blue, an emotional rollercoaster of a true story starring Hugh Jackman and Kate Hudson as a Neil Diamond experience. Yes, lots of great music too. Miles Teller, Elizabeth Olsen and Callum Turner also have fun in the existential romantic-triangle comedy Eternity, which finds serious emotions along the way. Ben Whishaw and Rebecca Hall are riveting in Peter Hujar's Day, a mundane/momentous conversation between two artists in 1970s New York. The artful French romance Eden & Charlie is simply gorgeous to look at, and carries a wistful kick. The documentary The Marbles is an entertaining, enlightening exploration of why museums have a duty to repatriate antiquities. And the interactive thriller The Run takes the audience on a wild ride, all while we choose where it goes next. I also attended a gala screening of the hilarious and sharply pointed short Burn Your Gays. And there was a live performance of the dazzling Figures in Extinction at Sadler's Wells.

Coming up for this next just-as-busy week, I'll be watching Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande in Wicked: For Good, Alexander Skarsgard in Pillion, Kate Winslet's film Goodbye June, Tom Blyth in Bull Run, the animated adventure In Your Dreams, the action sequel Sisu: Road to Revenge, Hong Kong crime thriller Valley of the Shadow of Death, and the anti-romcom 300 Letters, plus a premiere screening of the first episode of Stranger Things season 5.

Critical Week: Sibling rivalry

I'm working long days at the moment on a TV crew, so haven't had time for many films. But I still managed to see quite a handful over the long weekend. His Three Daughters is a sharp, involving drama starring Elizabeth Olsen, Carrie Coon and Natasha Lyonne as estranged sisters dealing with their fading father. Dennis Quaid takes on the biopic Reagan with an intriguing performance. But the film is far too simplistic to do this complex man justice, relentlessly painting him as a saint.

BEST OUT THIS WEEK:
Mandoob (Night Courier)
Black Dog
PERHAPS AVOID:
Reagan
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British political comedy The Whip is an enjoyable bit of low-key wish-fulfilment as a group of scrappy underdogs take on the government. Mandoob (The Courier) is a beautifully made film from Saudi Arabia about a guy trying to make ends meet and getting into some trouble on the way. And I saw the first two movies in the Quinn Armstrong's Fresh Hell horror trilogy: The Exorcism of Saint Patrick is a thoughtful, provocative, clever exploration of conversion therapy, while Wolves Against the World is a choppier, more experimental take on racism. These of course sat well with the FrightFest movies I watched last weekend!

This coming week, I'm watching Ian McKellen in The Critic, Alicia Vikander in Firebrand, Matt Smith in Starve Acre, Emile Hirsch in Dead Money, comedy-drama Off Ramp and the final Fresh Hell movie Dead Teenagers. 

Critical Week: Silent running

It's been another eclectic week at the movies, with a couple of terrific in-cinema screenings alongside other films I watched on screener links at home. And I've also had several stage shows to watch as well, which I'm also reviewing here. Easily the best film I saw this week was the Irish drama The Quiet Girl, anchored by a remarkable performance from newcomer Catherine Clinch (above). It's a beautifully understated story told through perceptions and emotions rather than plot. A real stunner. Virtually the opposite was the mega-blockbuster Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness, which is consistently entertaining thanks to a terrific cast and lots of whizzy visuals. But even though director Sam Raimi stirs in some comedy and horror, it feels oddly aimless.

BEST OUT THIS WEEK:
The Swimmer • Eleven Days in May
PERHAPS AVOID:
Escape the Field
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A bit further afield, I watched the rather simple-minded thriller Escape the Field, about a group of people who find themselves in a cornfield and must solve puzzles to get out alive. It's violent and nasty and never surprising at all. The Danish-made but Norway-set Wild Men is a fascinating black comedy about masculinity, with all kinds of emotional, social and action textures woven in. From Iran, Atabai is a complex portrait of a man who returns to his small hometown for a revelatory journey of self-discovery. And the documentary Eleven Days in May, narrated by Kate Winslet, is the harrowing but urgently important account of more than 60 children killed by Israeli bombs in Palestine over a brief period a year ago.

Coming up this next week, I have a mix of press screenings in cinemas and online, including Eugenio Derbez in The Valet, Caleb Landry Jones in Nitram, the comedy thriller Emergency, the British comedy All My Friends Hate Me, the military drama Foxhole and the Chinese animation blockbuster Boonie Bears: Back to Earth.

Screen: April TV roundup

The seemingly never-ending lockdown continues to provide more time to watch television than usual, and I've squeezed in entire series between films over the past few months. It's been a largely mixed bag, with only a few triumphs: It's a Sin, Call My Agent (final season) and Young Rock (so far). There seems to be a bit of a lull at the moment, so I'm catching up with a couple of things before new stuff begins dropping in May. Here's what's kept me distracted since January...

Wandavision 
Just when you've think that Marvel has played all its cards, this show breaks new ground with its opening episodes, dead-on pastiches of sitcoms from the 1950s to the 90s. Paul Bettany and Elizabeth Olsen have fun with the lead roles, playing to the laugh-track silliness while adding an undercurrent of dread. There are terrific side roles for Kathryn Hahn, Teyonah Parris and Randall Park. And the production values are extraordinarily cinematic for a half-hour TV series. Then reality flips and it becomes rather a lot more Marvelly, especially as it approaches another overblown, formulaic, effects-heavy finale. It's a shame that the story ultimately feeds the Marvel Universe beast, because this would have been iconic as a stand-alone show. (Disney)

It's a Sin 
Russell T Davies mines his personal history for this lively, telling series set in 1980s London. It's a strikingly fresh approach to the period, capturing a realistic mix of energy and life as a community of gay men faces the horror of the Aids outbreak. Olly Alexander shines in the central role, while newcomer Callum Scott Howells deserves to become a star for his terrific turn as the observant Colin. Davies has a gift for creating ensembles of recognisable people then sending them through literally earth-shattering events, while never losing either the humour or emotion. This approach makes the show a landmark exploration of the Aids pandemic, and with only five episodes it left us wanting more. (BBC)

Lupin
Fiendishly entertaining, these first episodes are labelled as "Part 1", and (warning!) they end on a cliffhanger that leaves us impatient for the next chapter. Omar Sy brings his outsized charisma to his gentleman-thief character Assanne, who was raised on, and seeks to emulate, the classic Maurice Leblanc stories about Arsene Lupin. The show's cat-and-mouse structure is a lot of fun, as are the elaborate heists and cons that fill each episode. And it'd also deepened with some complex interpersonal issues. There are a few rather obvious plot elements, but it's all so skilfully written and played that we're happy to go along with it. And now we're waiting impatiently for Part 2 in the summer. (Netflix)

The Irregulars
There's a lot to enjoy about this scrappy adventure-thriller about a group of offbeat teens in 1870s London. The writing is fairly simplistic, relying on corny horror, the usual relational carnage and a lot of magical mumbo jumbo, and the show seems oddly unsure how to handle the presence of Sherlock Holmes (a fascinating Henry Lloyd-Hughes). But Dr Watson (Royce Pierreson) adds intrigue to the shenanigans, and the young cast members manage to be likeable even though their characters are all a bit too reactionary, impulsive and downright angry about everything. Darci Shaw is particularly strong in a difficult role, delivering on the promise she showed as the young Judy Garland in Judy. (Netflix)

The Stand 
Stephen King's epic 1978 novel gets the sprawling series treatment, with a sometimes jarring structure that unevenly flickers around in time. The eerily resonant premise is set around a pandemic that kills 99.9 percent of humans, leaving the remnant to take a stand with good in Boulder (James Marsden and Whoopi Goldberg) or evil in Las Vegas (Alexander Skarsgard and Nat Wolff). The editing is unnecessarily choppy, and the direction makes the whole show look rather cheesy, but the excellent actors help the series build some momentum as things heat up. So it's frustrating that the writers and directors botch the climax then finish on a jarringly lacklustre epilog. (CBS)

Your Honor
This show's hyper-manipulative style makes it both gripping and annoying at the same time, particularly in the wildly intense, downright panicky first episode. And things remain at peak-pressure moving forward. Bryan Cranston is excellent as a determined judge compromised by his son's involvement in a hit and run that's linked to a mob boss and his fearsome wife (the terrific Michael Stuhlbarg and Hope Davis). The script throws everything imaginable at the characters, and then some. So even with the continuous glaring plot implausibilities and very few characters who remain likeable, it's compulsively watchable rubbish. (Sky)

The One
There's a terrific idea at the centre of this series: that DNA can be used to find your perfect match. Although there are serious problems with the writing, from a string of massive holes in the premise to an over-reliance on the tired procedural murder case that holds the series together. It would have been far more engaging to explore the central idea with more complexity. Side-plots are promising, but they're never developed into anything interesting, merely feeding into a dull mystery. The casting seems oddly dull, but the actors are strong enough to hold the interest. And of course there's always the hope that the show might go somewhere interesting. Alas, it doesn't. (Netflix)

ONGOING & ENDING

Young Rock
Dwayne Johnson has so much charisma that he's easy to watch in just about anything, and here he's playing a ridiculously starry version of himself, narrating his life story. Three terrific young actors play him at 10, 15 and 20, and after the choppy first episode it just gets better and better, inventively diving in for a nuanced and often hilarious exploration of each period in Johnson's entertaining young life, surrounded by riotous family members and colourful wrestlers. With its 2032 framing scenes (featuring the superb Randall Park interviewing Johnson about his presidential campaign), this series could run and run. And Johnson could no doubt run 11 years from now. (NBC)

Kim's Convenience: series 5
In its final season, this series continues with its collection of snappy and amusingly insecure people causing all kinds of awkwardness as they meddle in each others' lives. Simu Liu missed the first few episodes (as he was off being a Marvel star), but makes a welcome return. And each of the ensemble cast members continues to add wrinkles to his or her character, riffing off each other with silly enthusiasm. It's all very broad, and most of these people are infuriating; perhaps a bit more progression in the overall story arc would make it a classic. But it's hugely likeable, the humour is warm and often topically resonant, and in its own nutty way the show frequently touches a nerve. (CBC)

Call My Agent: series 4 
With another collection of perfect episodes, this awesome French comedy comes to an end after four seasons. Sigourney Weaver, Jean Reno and Charlotte Gainsbourg are among the actors playing themselves as they drive their agents around the bend.  And once again the ensemble led by Camille Cottin, Thibault de Montalembert and Gregory Montel are endearing, intrepid and hilariously inventive as they try to both save their firm and maintain relationships with their riotously passive aggressive clientele. There are only 24 episodes in total, and they are hugely binge-worthy. It's a shame they're not making more of them, but this is the kind of classic show that will be worth revisiting from time to time. (Netflix)

SECOND SERVINGS

Snowpiercer: series 2 
Things have become much more heated, as it were, in this second season, as Snowpiercer has merged with supply train Big Alice, bringing a new collection of troublemaking characters, including Sean Bean as the imperious Wilford. Emotional issues are bubbling up everywhere, and they bring far more interest than the action thrills. There are also intriguing things going on outside on the frozen-over earth, although sending Jennifer Connolly out there feels like a mistake dramatically, because the warring factions on the train aren't nearly as interesting as the slow-churning power struggle between her, Daveed Diggs and now Bean. Still, the season built to an exciting climax. (Netflix)

Dickinson: series 2 
There's an ongoing problem with this show, as it indulges in so many flights of fancy that it's difficult to determine what's actually happening in the plot and what's in the imagination of iconic poet Emily Dickinson, who is sharply well-played by Hailee Steinfeld. Plus of course the unmissable Jane Krakowski as her mum. The modern-day touches are witty and very clever, making this feel like a more accurate rendition of history than the usual po-faced approach. This also allows for some perhaps too-knowing references to present-day issues. And while there are real biographical elements scattered throughout each episode, the writers are mainly creating stories out of implications between the lines of poems and letters. (Apple)

Staged: series 2 
After making a splash with their offhanded, larky lockdown sitcom, Michael Sheen and David Tennant are back for more six months later. And the premise is hilariously inspired, as they try to sabotage Hollywood's efforts to make an American version of season 1 without them. Big stars again make witty cameos, including Whoopi Goldberg and Ben Schwartz as slippery agents, plus Cate Blanchett, Phoebe Waller-Bridge, Ewan McGregor, Michael Palin, Jim Parsons and many more playing ridiculous versions of themselves. All of this is a knowing look at the insecurities of being an actor, played to perfection using video conferencing screens, then sharply edited to keep us chuckling. (BBC)

I GIVE UP

Raised by Wolves: The idea for this show was intriguing, and it came recommended, but I struggled to get through three episodes of ponderous moralising before giving up. I just couldn't find a reason to care about anyone on-screen. (HBO)

NOW WATCHING: Young Rock, The Queen's Gambit, The Conners (3), This Is Us (5), Kim's Convenience (5), Mom (8), Shameless (11).
LOOKING FORWARD: The Mosquito Coast, Pose (3), The Handmaid's Tale (4), Special (2), Younger (7).

LFF: Challenge the system on Day 4

At one point today, between screenings at the 61st BFI London Film Festival, I walked through a very crowded Leicester Square and spotted Billie Jean King signing autographs for fans before the gala screening of Battle of the Sexes. Sometimes it's fun to see how this festival changes the landscape of the city. Otherwise it was another day of press screenings for me. Need to watch some terrible television tonight to cleanse the pallet I think. Here are more highlights...

Battle of the Sexes
dir Jonathan Dayton, Valerie Faris; with Emma Stone, Steve Carell 17/US ****
Emma Stone and Steve Carroll are simply terrific in this dramatisation of the events leading up to the eponymous epic showdown between Billie Jean King and Bobby Riggs in 1973. Much more than a re-enactment of the match, this is a biopic exploring what drives someone at this level of sport and fame. And it's assembled with a steady stream of knowing wit that keeps the audience engaged... FULL REVIEW >

Ingrid Goes West
dir Matt Spicer; with Aubrey Plaza, Elizabeth Olsen 17/US ***.
This black comedy pulls very few punches as it follows a social media stalker into her latest obsession. With a fiendishly witty script and a committed lead performance from Aubrey Plaza, director Matt Spicer creates a jaggedly hilarious tone that gets very nasty indeed. Although it dips a little too far into one contrived plot point, the film is both entertaining and a bit freaky... FULL REVIEW >

Dark River
dir-scr Clio Barnard; with Ruth Wilson, Mark Stanley 17/UK ****
This is another moody Yorkshire drama from British filmmaker Clio Barnard, and it's also one more beautifully devastating gem. Gorgeously shot and edited, and featuring raw performances from the actors, the film has an almost primal quality to it that never lets the audience relax. There may be the odd plot point (it's inspired by Rose Tremain's novel Tresspass), but the power exists in the connections between the characters and the land. Watching it is darkly moving.

120 Beats Per Minute [120 Battements par Minute]
dir Robin Campillo; with Nahuel Perez Biscayart, Arnaud Valois 17/Fr ****.
There's a striking realism to this epic drama about Aids activists in early 1990s Paris. Filmmaker Robin Campillo sometimes seems too ambitious for his own good, indulging in the intense debates between protesters, but the film's core is a tender love story that's powerfully moving. And it highlights the struggle these men and women went through to gain attention for their cause, saving millions of lives in the process... FULL REVIEW >

Redoubtable [Le Redoutable]
dir-scr Michel Hazanavicius; with Louis Garrel, Stacy Martin 17/Fr ***
Michel Hazanavicius gets a little too clever for his own good with this biopic about Jean-Luc Godard's decade-long relationship with second wife Anne Wiazemsky. It's smart and playful, packed with hilariously inventive touches both in the dialog and visuals that will especially please Godard fans. And it's brightly played by the cast. But its characters are enigmatic and belligerent, wannabe revolutionaries who can't escape their own neuroses.

My Generation
dir David Batty; with Michael Caine, Paul McCartney 17/UK ***.
A groovy trip through swinging 1960s London, this colourful documentary explores the seismic shift in British society as working class artists teamed up to break the rules and become global stars in music, film, art and fashion. Narrated by Michael Caine, its full of enjoyable personal anecdotes, terrific songs and lots of clips edited together into a swirling concoction. It may feel rather gimmicky, but it's packed with entertaining surprises... FULL REVIEW >

Critical Week: Take a break

Press screenings for the 61st BFI London Film Festival started on Monday, and first out of the block were films that have a UK release coming up soon after the festival ends (it runs 4-15 Oct). I'll write more about these movies during the festival itself, including full reviews of many of them. But this week I saw Luca Guadagnino's exquisite Call Me By Your Name starring Armie Hammer and Timothee Chalamet (above), Aubrey Plaza in the snappy black comedy Ingrid Goes West, Russian master Andrey Zvyagintsev's excellent Loveless, Japanese master Takashi Miike's gritty and layered samurai epic Blade of the Immortal, the quirky Zambian satire I Am Not a Witch, and the fascinating doc The Prince of Nothingwood about an outrageous Afghan filmmaker.

As for non-festival movies, since there were no press screenings I could attend, I had to buy a ticket to see Kingsman: The Golden Circle at my local cinema on Wednesday morning. It's good fun, in a nutty sort of way, but pales in comparison to the transgressive original. Reese Witherspoon and Michael Sheen showed up in person (pics on Instagram!) to introduce their new film Home Again, along with writer-director Hallie Meyers-Shyer and producer Nancy Meyers. It's the perfect film for people who love sappy movies about perfect white people. Much scruffier, Big Bear is a rather clunky Hangover-style bachelor party movie that turns violent. Shot is a riveting drama tracing the impact of a gunshot from a variety of angles. The Ritual is a twisty and atmospheric thriller about a group of Brits lost in a very creepy Swedish woodland. And In Between is the terrific Israeli comedy-drama that has caused all kinds of controversy in its homeland for its depiction of free-thinking Palestinian women.

Coming up this next week, we have the AA Milne biopic Goodbye Christopher Robin, Adam Sandler in The Meyerowitz Stories and the nature doc Earth: One Amazing Day. London Film Festival screenings include Jake Gyllenhaal in Stronger, Claire Foy in Breathe, Michael Haneke's Happy End, Robin Campillo's 120 BPM, the black comedy Brigsby Bear, the Aussie thriller 1%, the Israeli drama Foxtrot, and the Chilean drama A Fantastic Woman. Yes, it'll be another busy one!

Critical Week: The need for speed

There were two late press screenings for London-based critics of movies coming out this week. Doug Liman's American Made is a lively odyssey starring Tom Cruise as Tom Cruise - no, as real-life smuggler Barry Seal, who got was running arms for the CIA and White House and drugs for the Colombian cartels in the 1980s. It's entertaining, but overwhelmed by Cruise's presence. Steven Soderbergh's Logan Lucky is a scruffy heist comedy with Channing Tatum, Adam Driver and a scene-stealing, against-type Daniel Craig. There's not much to it, but it's a lot of fun.

Rather more serious, Taylor Sheridan's Wind River stars Jeremy Renner and Elizabeth Olsen in a mystery thriller set on a native American reservation in snowy Wyoming. It looks amazing and has a strong emotional kick. And then there's the goofy comedy Unleashed, which lacks discipline but has a certain charm as a dog and cat are transformed into their owner's idea of boyfriend material. Finally, Loving Vincent is the extraordinary Vincent van Gogh drama made using hand-painted animation. It looks simply dazzling, and features strong, recognisable performances from Douglas Booth, Saoirse Ronan, Chris O'Dowd and Helen McCrory.

This weekend I am catching up on some screeners at home before heading off to Venice for the 74th edition of the film festival on the Lido. Films on offer there include Alexander Payne's Downsizing, Darren Aronofsky's Mother!, George Clooney's Suburbicon, Guillermo Del Toro's The Shape of Water, Andrew Haigh's Lean on Pete, S Craig Zahler's Brawl in Cell Block 99, Martin McDonagh's Three Billboards Outside Ebbing, Missouri, and many, many more. I'll be updating the blog regularly...

Critical Week: Inappropriate touching

At press screenings in London this week, one of the most anticipated films was In Secret, a new version of Emile Zola's 19th century romance novel Therese Raquin starring Elizabeth Olsen and Oscar Isaac. It's lavishly produced but almost overpoweringly bleak. Both actors have other films coming out in Britain on Friday: Isaac costars in The Two Faces of January, which we saw a few months ago, while Olsen is in the new Godzilla movie, which first screened on Monday. Gareth Edwards (Monsters) has managed to create a fresh spin on the genre: more character based, more moral complexity, grittier use of effects. It'll be a monster hit.

Colin Firth and Reese Witherspoon lead the strikingly detailed true-crime drama Devil's Knot, Atom Egoyan's slightly too-meticulous dramatisation of the story already documented in West of Memphis and the Paradise Lost trilogy. John Turturro and Woody Allen lead the cast of the extremely gentle comedy Fading Gigolo, which is spiced up by Sharon Stone, Vanessa Paradis and Sofia Vergara. Gugu Mbatha-Raw is terrific as Belle, the true story of a mixed-race woman in 18th century London, with solid support from the extraordinary Tom Wilkinson.

A bit further afield, Leo Gregory headlines the underwhelming East End crime thriller Top Dog. Dinosaur 13 is a massively involving narrative documentary about the nasty seven-year battle for the most complete T-rex fossil ever found. And I caught up with two reissued films: Wet Hot American Summer is a hilarious summer-camp spoof starring Paul Rudd, Amy Poehler and others who went on to more accomplished comedies. And the horror-comedy Theater of Blood is a classic, unmissable romp starring Vincent Price at the peak of his powers. He's a hammy actor who takes Shakespearean-style grisly revenge against dismissive critics. Genius!

This coming week kicks off with Hugh Jackman, James McAvoy, Ian McKellen, Patrick Stewart and pretty much everyone else in X-men: Days of Future Past, Drew Barrymore and Adam Sandler reunited for Blended, Jon Favreau's food-based comedy Chef, and more...

On the Road: Oldboy and coming attractions

For me, one of the most important things about being on vacation is not seeing movies! But of course with my job I'm always needing to see things to fill in gaps since I'm missing London press screenings by being away. And at this time of year there are also awards-consideration screenings to keep in mind - so I may try to catch some of those in Los Angeles this weekend.

Today I saw Spike Lee's remake of Park Chan-wook's 2003 fan favourite Oldboy, which opened today in America and hits Britain next week. It's the twisty story about a man (Josh Brolin, pictured) inexplicably imprisoned for 20 years and then released without warning, then trying to figure out who did this and why. Brolin is good, as is his guardian angel Elizabeth Olsen. But Lee's direction is so overstated that it flattens the film's snaky plot. This includes the frustratingly obvious score, pushy emotions and strangely broad performances by the villainous Samuel L Jackson and Sharlto Copley (oddly channelling Darren Brown). In other words, this is the kind of movie that needs the edgy Do the Right Thing-era Lee rather than the bland technical skill of Inside Man-era Lee.

There were eight trailers before Oldboy - which was cool since I so rarely get to see them on a big screen. I'd seen the teaser for Pompeii before (looks over-serious but fun), and also the latest, more detailed look at Scorsese's The Wolf of a Wall Street (can't wait to see all three hours of it). It was fun to get some more detail on David O Russell's star-packed and apparently unmissable 1970s drama American Hustle (including both Bradley Cooper and Amy Adams with their hair in rollers). 

On the other hand, the more detailed trailer for Walking With Dinosaurs gave me pause: despite the photo-realism, these are comical talking dinosaurs, so expectations are down a big notch. And That Awkward Moment doesn't look like nearly as much fun in its cleaner green-band trailer, but I still like Zac Efron, Michael B Jordan and Miles Teller enough to look forward to it.

Otherwise, I hadn't yet seen anything from Non-stop, the latest Liam Neeson action romp, which promisingly costars Julianne Moore and Michelle Dockery (neither of whom actually does anything in the trailer). It looks like a po-faced thriller that would really benefit from a hive of snakes. Grudge Match looks frankly ridiculous, playing on Sylvester Stallone and Robert De Niro's boxing movie past for a comedy-drama that looks unsurprisingly uneven (it's also no surprise which actor seems to be taking things rather a lot more seriously). And finally, Devil's Due is a terrific title for a B-movie antichrist horror thriller about a happy couple whose life goes all Rosemary's Baby on them. The movie looks appropriately slick and stupid.