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MOVIE REVIEW | The Witches of Eastwick (1987)

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“I think… no, I am positive… that you are the most unattractive man I have ever met in my entire life. You know, in the short time we’ve been together, you have demonstrated every loathsome characteristic of the male personality and even discovered a few new ones. You are physically repulsive, intellectually retarded, you’re morally reprehensible, vulgar, insensitive, selfish, stupid, you have no taste, a lousy sense of humor and you smell. You’re not even interesting enough to make me sick.”

You wanna talk about an eclectic career? In the 60s, George Miller was a doctor, in the late 70s, he decided to become a film maker, and made one of the most iconic Australian movies of all time, Mad Max. In the years since, he’s made hugely successful, family friendly franchises, like Babe and Happy Feet, prestige stuff like The Year My Voice Broke and Lorenzo’s Oil. And just this year, at 70 bloody years old, he pretty much redefined what action movies can be, with Mad Max: Fury Road. But amongst that wide ranging career, one movie stands out as the most perplexing to me. A silly little 80s piece of puff about love, loneliness and the devil. A movie called The Witches of Eastwick.


In the sleepy, idyllic town of Eastwick, three local broads have a problem. A lack of man problem. Alexandra (Cher) is a single mother of one, after the death of her husband. Jane (Susan Sarandon) is a single mother of none after her inability to have kids lead to a divorce. While Sukie (Michelle Pfeiffer) is a single mother of six after her husband ran off. One night, over a few wines, the three women wish for the perfect man to save them from singledom. The next day, an eccentric millionaire arrives in town, buying a mysterious local mansion that has been empty for years. (more…)

MOVIE REVIEW | Cloud Atlas (2012)

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“From womb to tomb, we are bound to others.”

I’m not a fan of the Wachowski siblings.  That’s not to say I think they’re bad directors or screenwriters.  I actually think they’re pretty great at both.  Even if they’re writing is a little from the George Lucas school of obvious, convenient and clichéd, they at least have fun with it.  I’m not a fan of the Wachowski’s, simply because they don’t make the kinds of movies I’m interested in.


I saw The Matrix on VHS and thought it was an above average action adventure, but never felt like seeing it again.  I saw The Matrix Two on the big screen and thought it was one of the biggest cinematic bed shittings in the history of movies shitting beds.  Until now, that was the extent of my Wachowski exposure.  But absent mindedly flicking through cable channels last night, I stumbled across Cloud Atlas about to start, so I locked in for almost three hours of Wachowski (and Tykwer, more on that later) insanity. (more…)

MOVIE REVIEW | Robot and Frank (2012)

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Sometimes a movie’s premise can be a turn off not because it sounds too cliched, or too boring, or too dumb, or too corny. Sometimes a premise can be turn off because it sounds a little too original, too different, too interesting. Because all of that, when combined with it being a little indie, a little art house, a little cool, can make a movie seem like it’s going to be incessantly twee and precious. And it’s that fear that has kept me from watching Robot and Frank for so long, even though I heard nothing but great things about it since it came out two years ago.


Frank (Frank Langella) is a retired cat burglar. His son, (James Marsden as Hunter) visits every weekend to make sure his aging father is OK, but their relationship is conflicted at best. To make sure his father is receiving constant supervision and care, Hunter buys him a state of the art robot. A robot who can cook, clean, monitor Frank’s lifestyle and encourage him to live healthier. At first opposed to his new house guest, Frank soon sees some advantages when he realises the robot can follow Frank’s meticulous orders to commit intricate burglaries. (more…)