Showing posts with label James Gunn. Show all posts
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May 6, 2017

REVIEW: Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2


It seems so quaint nowadays to think that Guardians of the Galaxy was once considered a risky venture for Marvel Studios. Back in the summer of 2014, a multi-million dollar investment in one of Marvel's more out-there and obscure properties helmed by a director who primarily worked on schlocky indie horror films seemed like quite the odd choice. Many assumed it would be the studio's first big flop, the first chink in the armor of the MCU. Iron Man and Thor had become household names, but there was no way that mainstream, non-comic-reading audiences would respond to a movie starring a talking raccoon zipping through the cosmos alongside a talking tree. Lo and behold, Marvel's gamble paid off and the film went on to be one of the series' most popular (not to mention profitable) ventures, a surprisingly heartfelt space opera chock-full of gorgeous visuals, endearing characters, and unexpectedly in-depth reverence for its cosmic source material. Considering that it was a runaway success, it's no surprise that James Gunn and crew are back with Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2, a sequel that gives us more of everything we loved the first time around, both for better and for worse.

Taking place a mere three months after the events of the first film (essentially making this a period piece set in 2014), the titular Guardians have since gone on to become renowned as cosmic do-gooders for hire. After a lucrative monster-slaying contract goes south, the gang of misfits find themselves on the run again, both from the totalitarian regime of the Sovereign and the gang of space pirates known as the Ravagers. This is when they come across an enigmatic being known as Ego (Kurt Russell), an ancient celestial god (and living planet) who claims to be Peter Quill's (Chris Pratt) biological father. What follows is an appropriately absurd galaxy-hopping adventure chock full of twists, humor, and gratuitous cameos, all held together by an unexpectedly hard-hitting theme of parenthood and the responsibility that comes with it.


The first Guardians film succeeded, not only because of its colorful visuals, imaginative settings, and classic rock soundtrack, but also because of how it took a bizarre, fantastical premise and tied it to an easily recognizable human element. The idea of downtrodden misfits finding a sense of family in one another is an idea used in everything from The Breakfast Club to The Goonies; it's a classic story convention that helps the audience connect with all the weird space-creatures fighting over magical rocks. Something of a cliché, sure, but it is the way in which this idea is presented that keeps it from coming off as overly-trite and done-before. Vol. 2 goes for something a little grander in scope, which is respectable. The film explores the dynamics of what exactly defines a family, and how that can factor into dealing with the ghosts of one's past. Literally every main character in this film has had to deal with some sort of hardship early on in life, and the film sets out to illustrate that it's the people who help us through these hardships who truly deserve to be called family. We see what happens to those with a support system and to those who go it alone; in terms of subtext, Guardians 2 is a tightly-wound clock, every proverbial cog and gear meshing together perfectly.

Unfortunately, the stronger emphasis on characterization means less focus on the plot and pacing, both of which suffer when compared to the first film. After our gang of Guardians arrive on Ego's planet, things slow down considerably and, aside from a few enjoyable sequences here and there, don't really pick up until the massive dramatic turn that kicks off the third act. There are also moments in which the film feels as though it may be trying a bit too hard; as I said, everything we loved in the first movie is here in even greater amounts, for better or for worse. There's far more comedic relief which, though well-written and effective for the most part, seems to undercut some of the more dramatic and serious moments the film has to offer. There are loads of genuine laughs here, but the film feels far too eager to make us smile at times, to the point that tonal dissonance begins to really feel like a genuine problem at some points (specifically around the ending).


That said, there are also a number of ways that Vol. 2 builds and improves upon the groundwork laid by the first Guardians film. One of the most striking elements of the first movie was its use of classic rock songs; the soundtrack was immensely well-received and became one of the iconic, defining elements associated with the film. The pressure was on James Gunn to make sure that Awesome Mix Vol. 2 lived up to its predecessor, and I'm happy to report that it doesn't disappoint. It's clear that tremendous care was taken in regards to the specific songs and lyrics that are implemented, tying in explicitly with the plot, characters, and themes of the film (the most impressive examples being the film's use of The Chain by Fleetwood Mac and Brandy (You're a Fine Girl) by Looking Glass). While the inclusion of these songs can feel a little mandated at times, the music is certainly one of the details that is sure to only improve upon repeat viewings. 

As mentioned before, the human element and characterization at play here are stronger than ever before. While the first film had a number of memorable and endearing character moments, it feels here as though every main character gets a moment to shine this time around. I was truly relieved that Baby Groot (Vin Diesel, appropriately pitched-up for comedic effect) wasn't the irritating toy mascot I feared he'd be; James Gunn swore that the character's infantile appearance and mindset served a greater thematic purpose beyond simply selling ample amounts of merchandise, and damned if he wasn't telling the truth. Characters like Rocket Raccoon (Bradley Cooper/Sean Gunn) and Yondu (Michael Rooker) are given more to do this time around, proving that some characters can completely steal the show if you give them the chance. I also positively adored the new additions to the cast, namely Pom Klementieff (as the innocent and empathetic Mantis) and Kurt Russell as Ego the Living Planet. Now, while I rarely dabble in spoiler territory, I feel as though it's necessary to discuss certain specific plot elements in order to review this film properly. If you've not seen the film yet, I recommend it; while it falls short of its predecessor in some key areas, it most assuredly improves in others (especially during the phenomenal climax). All in all, I enjoyed myself and would gladly go see it again (if only to really dissect the film further, without scanning every shot for some hidden reference or cameo). With that out of the way...

SPOILER ALERT: the remainder of this Review spoils key plot elements of Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2!


If there is one egregious error that so many Marvel films are guilty of (including the first Guardians of the Galaxy), it's the franchise's history of lackluster and half-baked villains. For every Loki or Killgrave, it seems that there's a dozen Malekiths and Kaeciliuses; characters that, compared to the protagonists, are criminally underwritten and lacking in any kind of fleshed-out motivation. They serve merely as obstacles that our heroes have to punch and/or blast out of the way once it's time for the climax to take place. Which is why I'm so happy that Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 successfully bucks this trend with Kurt Russell's take on Ego the Living Planet. James Gunn insisted that the majority of footage used in the advertisements for this film only come from the first 20 minutes; anything else had to be shown completely without any context. It seems this strategy paid off in the long run, since the film completely threw me for a genuine loop. 

I was originally led to believe that the primary antagonist would either be Ayesha (the high priestess of the Sovereign, played by Elizabeth Debicki) or Taserface (a mutinous pirate who takes control of Yondu's crew, played by Chris Sullivan). Both were built up as the main threat, and it was only when we were completely comfortable with Ego's presence that his true intentions were revealed. It's not often that I audibly gasp during a movie; frankly, it's not often that I hear anyone audibly gasp during a movie. But the second Kurt Russell casually delivers his line about killing Peter's mother, all the air was sucked out of the theater. That, to me, is proof of an effective and well-crafted villain. That was the film's "Luke, I am your father" moment. While the film definitely drags in some areas, everything from that moment at the end of the second act onward is unquestionably excellent, bringing everything to a head for an exciting, emotional climax.


While I wouldn't necessarily say that Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 is better than its predecessor, it definitely has its moments. Like the first film, this is a gorgeously-shot space opera that utterly revels in the more bizarre aspects of Marvel's long and colorful history (the mandatory appearance by Stan Lee left me positively giddy with excitement this time around). The pacing suffers noticeably around the second act, but it more than makes up for it with its intense, emotionally-charged conclusion. Each character is fleshed out to an impressive degree and the movie exhibits masterful control and understanding of its subtextual themes, incorporating them into everything from its plot to its characterization to its soundtrack. Yes, it has its flaws, but this is a film that is overall very hard to dislike. It bit off more than it could chew, but it still manages to swallow and digest a commendable amount of content. Not quite Marvel's best, but it's certainly up there.

February 5, 2015

REVIEW: Super


Having seen both Slither and Guardians of the Galaxy, I can safely say that James Gunn is one of my favorite directors. After having watched his 2010 film, Super, my opinion of him has only improved. Like some of the other films I've reviewed, Super is an independent flick that I really feel deserves more recognition than it gets. At first glance, some might write this movie off as a rip-off of Kick-Ass, another R-rated film released in 2010 about an average guy who decides to become a superhero. To do so would be both a mistake and an insult to both films.

The star here is Rainn Wilson as Frank Darbo, an unstable guy who, after losing his wife (Liv Tyler) to a charismatic drug dealer (Kevin Bacon), decides to don a mask and tights, becoming the superhero vigilante, The Crimson Bolt. As the plot goes on, he finds companionship in Libby, a young clerk at a comic shop who later becomes his kid sidekick, Boltie (Ellen Page, giving an utterly stellar performance). Despite its superhero trappings, know that this is not a film in the same vein as Gunn's other comic book adventure, Guardians of the Galaxy; this is one of the absolute darkest comedies I have ever seen. Super is not a movie about a lovable goofball who capers around in tights to help the innocent. In reality, this is a film about the kind of damaged, insane person who would actually put on a costume and venture out into the night, brutally beating criminals with a pipe wrench in the name of justice. Anyone who's seen Slither knows that James Gunn has a knack for cinematic gore and violence; granted, the level of bloodshed in Super doesn't come anywhere close to the amount in Slither, but what is present is definitely effective.



Rounding out the supporting cast is Gregg Henry, playing a police detective who crosses paths with Frank a few times; truthfully, I feel as though this character wasn't even utilized to a fraction of his potential. One would expect him to have a major effect on the plot; in all actuality, he might as well have not even appeared at all for all he contributes (to be fair, what little there is of him is quite good, which makes me sad that there isn't more). There's also Kevin Bacon's gang of hired goons, played by Michael Rooker, Sean Gunn, and Stephen Blackeheart. Each of them play their roles well, though I feel as though they could have used a little more characterization beyond "hired goon". Linda Cardellini also appears as a pet store employee; like the rest of the supporting cast, she doesn't appear nearly as frequently as I would have liked. The only minor character who I feel got just the right amount of screentime was Nathan Fillion's Holy Avenger, a Christian superhero on public access television who inspires Frank to become a costumed crimefighter. His appearances, while scarce, are all utterly hilarious.



With all that said, this is really a story about Frank coping with his personal demons. It's not an ensemble piece; true, most of the cast receives little characterization, but this allows us to spend more time with Rainn Wilson, which pays off in the long run. The film hinges on the audience's emotional connection to Frank, so this is an area in which it definitely succeeds. There is a particular scene early on where we see Frank desperately praying after his first failed attempt to reclaim his wife; Wilson's performance is both pathetic and relatable in the most horribly sad kind of way. As entertaining as the entire cast manages to be (particularly Kevin Bacon, who makes for a brilliantly smug illegitimate businessman), it is the duo of Crimson Bolt and Boltie who truly make this film shine. Ellen Page's Libby is truthfully my favorite performance I've seen out of her; without spoiling anything, she takes the role to some truthfully unexpected places.

This being a James Gunn movie, the soundtrack is of course utterly stellar. I would be remiss if I didn't mention the amazing opening title sequence; the cast is introduced in animated form, made to look as if it was drawn in colored pencils and set to Calling All Destroyers by Tsar. It was honestly so good that I didn't want it to end (and I proceeded to watch the sequence an additional two times whilst writing this review). Between this and Guardians, it's clear that James Gunn has a divine gift for opening sequences. Despite the indie budget, the film manages to look pretty spectacular for the most part; all of the blood and gore and explosions look great, though there is a bit of somewhat dodgy CGI during a dream sequence (but again, considering the film's budget, it's understandable).



As much as I enjoyed it, I openly admit that Super is not for everyone. It's a tremendously dark picture that goes to some truly bleak, uncomfortable places. However, I also think that it's a thoroughly hilarious pitch-black comedy with some truly stellar writing, direction, and performances behind it. It's like a cup of fine, black coffee; if you can tolerate how dark and bitter it is, then there's really something fantastic to appreciate there. If any of this sounds like your type of flick, you'd be doing yourself a great disservice not to check this out.