Need a last minute visual pick me up to end the week on a high note? Well then we propose gazing at this cute, very clever artwork from Amy Beth Christenson, Senior Concept Designer at Lucasfilm Animation (thanks to Live for Films for the heads up!) If you recall a little sci-fi property from 1980 called The Empire Strikes Back, Lando Calrissian is the sole proprietor of Cloud City and friend of Han Solo who…you know what, everyone knows who Lando is, so let’s just get to the good stuff. Enjoy this sweet looking theme park devoted to that snazzy spacey guy in a cape from a galaxy far, far away. Enjoy! Click on the…
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G-S-T Review…The Call
There’s a serviceable thriller to be found in The Call; in fact, you don’t even have to look very hard to find it. Even better, that thriller happens to be wrapped up in a police procedural yarn that sees the events of a crime unfold from a perspective that we’re not used to. Have you ever called 9-1-1? Have you ever thought for a second about what the person on the other end of the line does day in and day out for a living? Brad Anderson apparently has, and in The Call he anchors his story within that exact point of view. The results aren’t next-level or anything, but his approach makes…
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G-S-T Review…The Incredible Burt Wonderstone
Is there anything more depressing than the sight of a star being devoured by their own persona? The Incredible Burt Wonderstone spends an hour and forty minutes shamelessly cannibalizing Steve Carell’s Michael Scott shtick, even though it’s been two years since he left The Office; apparently, nobody bothered informing director Don Scardino that the puffed-up incompetent buffoon act grew stale before 2011. The real disgrace here is that Carell really does know how to perform, even if movies like Date Night and Dinner For Schmucks give the opposite impression by building themselves around his most overwrought and inorganic routine- just like Burt Wonderstone does for a hundred shapeless, aimless minutes. Here, Carell plays the titular…
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G-S-T Review…Stoker
You owe yourself to give a film a chance beyond the first few minutes. Whether it is finding its own rhythm or for you to allow it to weave its web, the opening experience isn’t always going to be the best foot forward. That’s exactly how I felt while watching Stoker, Park Chan-wook’s English-language debut. In fact, I was caught by the mixed emotions I had felt towards the film afterwards. Somehow I had gone from gently laughing at the film to joining in on its zaniness about half way and downright enjoying myself by the end. In just under 100 minutes, Stoker grew on me by leaps and bounds.…