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Remember Me: Easily Forgettable
Robert Pattinson steps outside his Twilight Vampire shell in this romantic drama of a troubled young man who falls in love with the equally troubled Ally (de Ravin). Despite its attractive cast featuring major stars such as Bronson and Cooper, Remember Me does little to be remembered.
Tyler (Pattinson) is a young man struggling to come to terms with his brother's suicide and his turbulent relationship with his millionaire businessman father (Brosnan). He constantly gets into trouble and lacks direction in his life until he meets Ally, who, for some reason, is able to get beneath the armour and touch Tyler in a way he had never thought possible.
Of course, Ally comes with baggage too, namely her overprotective detective father (Cooper), who only further complicates her relationship with Tyler. Supporting characters like Tyler’s younger sister Caroline and his best friend Aidan provide fodder to the plot.
The film reaches its climax when the complex characters’ lives all tumultuously intertwine, allowing for the characters to develop and show growth. Sadly, the film’s abrupt ending gives an overly dramatic and unnecessary twist to the story, leaving viewers scratching their heads as to why this direction was chosen.
Despite the believable chemistry between Pattinson and de Ravin, their performances can do little to move the film forward. At times, one feels it is an even slower version of a Nicolas Sparks novel that attempts to touch, make one laugh and create a sense that love can overcome all. The Nicholas Sparks similarity is especially unfortunate, since his latest film adaptation Dear John was released at the same time as Remember Me and may confuse viewers with its very similar dramatic theme (we won’t spoil the ending for you).
Overall, Remember Me is a decent attempt to crawl into the space held by the Sparks' novels of love against the odds. In essence, the purpose of the film is dedicated to the idea of living in the now; and encourages viewers to stop searching for answers in the past and move forward.
This is a perfect date film; if your idea of a perfect date is to have your companion sobbing uncontrollably at the end of the film. Remember Me is still very much a teen flick that will undoubtedly attract hoards of Twilight fans. However, don’t expect this to be in the same world as The Notebook, as the direction leaves just too much to be desired.
As far as remakes are concerned, Paul Feig’s reboot of the 1984 supernatural comedy classic, Ghostbusters, is one of the better ones out there. Arriving twenty-seven years after the release of the first sequel, the Bridesmaids director has been given the honours of reintroducing the story to the modern audiences of today. The result? An entertaining and an admittedly funny reboot which, although nowhere near as spunky as the original, still has its own charms to lean back on.
The story begins with Dr. Erin Gilbert (Wiig); a respected physics professor who is only days away from receiving tenure at the Colombia University. However, she is soon pulled back into her previous life as a paranormal investigator when her old friend Aby Yates (McCarthy), who has decided to re-publish the book about ghosts they wrote together many years ago without her permission, returns to her life.
Worried what the release of the book might do to her academic career, Erin decides to confront Abby. However, she soon finds herself joining her old friend - and Abby’s new research partner, Jillian Holtzmann (McKinnon) - on a paranormal investigation at a reportedly haunted-house, during which they experience their first ghost-sighting.
Unfortunately, their encounter is labelled as a publicity stunt, forcing the three ladies - who soon welcome MTA employee, Patty Tolan (Jones) into their team - to create a plan of capturing ghosts as proof they exist. Meanwhile, creepy hotel janitor, Rowan (Casey) has been busy planting devices around NYC with the intention of opening the portal between the living and the dead.
Those who were not exactly on board with the idea of the all-female remake might not be completely taken in by Paul Feig’s latest attempt of bringing a modern twist to the beloved ghost-chasing franchise. However, the story’s amusing and refreshing stance, as well as its energetic vibe and slick special effects, are, overall, strong – the sum of its parts are, at least.
Stepping in for an all-male lead cast are four undeniably funny female comedians who show the willingness and the confidence in carrying the movie. Offering plenty of laughs and ghost-ass-kicking skills, McCarthy - delivering a pleasantly reserved performance - and Wiig are the strongest of the bunch with Jones and McKinnon falling as a close second. Unfortunately though, pointless cameos from the original cast never really resonate and actually distract and Casey’s villain is not as, let’s say, villainous as the story demanded him to be. In addition, the running gag on Hemsworth’s version of a dumb-blonde secretary is funny but, wears out thin pretty early on.
Nevertheless, Ghostbusters still manages to deliver. Embracing the spirit of the original whilst playing with its own modern bearings, the story serves to be a solid and thoroughly enjoyable take Ivan Reitman’s supernatural classic that even most of its hardcore haters might find hard not to love.
There’s no real reason why Hollywood hasn’t totally embraced Jake Gyllenhaal; but it just hasn’t. While he may not fit the mould of the empirical Hollywood hunk, he has proven in the last five years that he can carry a movie and carry it will – which is the case in boxing drama, Southpaw.
A traditional story of redemption through and through, the Antoine Fuqua-directed film falls into the same pitfalls that the majority of sports films fall into, but it’s the performance of Gyllenhaal and Fuqua’s ability to put together memorable scenes that give Southpaw its worth.
The story tells of world champion boxer, Billy Hope (Gyllenhaal), and his struggle to cope with the death of his wife Maureen (McAdams) during a brawl with a prospective – and of course cocky and arrogant –challenger. An injury that threatens his ability to see, a quick descent into guilt-ridden alcoholism, growing debt and the loss of his daughter to child protection services are just a few of the things that drive Hope to taking a job at a gym, where he meets Titus ‘Tick’ Wills (Whitaker), who helps Billy get on the track to recovery.
There are plenty of clichés flying about in Southpaw, but there are moments that will send a little shiver down your spine and linger long after the credits roll – and it’s largely owed to Mr Gyllenhaal. He’s intense, he’s committed and he’s utterly convincing as a man trying to get his life back on track after a horrific incident that he comes to blame himself for. At times, the plot feels formulaic – and it is, almost verging on predictable – but it’s a formula that is executed well; Fuqua, like he did with Training Day, has a knack of infusing single scenes with a huge amount of emotion, passion and intensity.
This is not Rocky – it’s grim, it’s grey and it doesn’t necessarily glamorise boxing and the spectacle that surrounds it. This is not a film that will win awards or be talked about in twenty years as a classic, but it certainly is an emotional ride.