Welcome to Foreign Objects, a new weekly review column covering the world of film outside the USA. I know what you’re thinking, ‘They make movies outside of Hollywood?’ The answer is yes.
Lionsgate has picked up Oliver Stone’s new automatically-controversially film W. The studio plans to release the movie on October 17th. That’s right. A movie that doesn’t even have one of its featured characters cast is going to be in theaters in 161 days.
For a culture inundated with awards shows and general bouts of celebrities patting themselves on the back, it’s nice to see that the MTV Movie Awards is still relevant.
Upon screening Speed Racer, the latest attempt by the brothers Wachowski to push the envelope of technical effects in filmmaking, I can come away with one two clear conclusions. On one hand, I have a headache. On the other hand, I have decided that the Wachowskis are sick, in more ways than I can count.
In 2008, Scott Beggs celebrated a movie trope responsible for a certain kind of conclusion.
BFFs Jerry Bruckheimer and Michael (Awesome) Bay are looking into working together again for an HBO series based on the documentary Cocaine Cowboys.
The Wachowski Brothers picked a dangerous time to unleash their latest movie onto the world. With Iron Man making just over $349 Trillion at the box office this weekend, it’s set to take the top spot again.
There’s good news floating amidst the crowd of 80s rehashes being adapted to films. The fine folks over at Gizmodo are reporting that MacGyver, a man that could take down Jack Bauer one-on-one, is planning an escape from the terrorist holding cell of television and into a theater near you.
Speed Racer is a movie to experience, not just a movie to watch. It’s a complete package with campy humor, thrilling action sequences, and emotional dramatics – all delivered through the unparalleled visual style of The Wachowski Brothers.