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Flash Movie Review: Weapons
YOU WOULD HAVE THOUGHT I WAS being handed the keys to the fortress. I remember I was in the early years of elementary school when one summer I was handed my own set of house keys. Two keys, one silver colored the other brass, were dangling from a dark silver ring. I was told the silver colored ring was to unlock the downstairs door that opened into the building’s lobby; the brass colored ring was to be used to open the front door to our apartment. Up until this time, I had no need for a set of keys because there was always someone home to let me in. You see, in front of the lobby door there was this rectangular metal wall panel that had black buttons going down in a row on the left side. Each button had a black and white label next to it that had the name of the family who lived in that apartment. When someone pressed our button, a bell would sound in our home. I usually ran to be the first in the hallway, to ring the answer button on a small metal box that was attached to the wall. The button would unlock the lobby door for the guest, waiting to get inside downstairs. I loved opening our front door and going over to the bannister that wound down flights of stairs in a sort of square pattern. Barely tall enough to lean over the bannister, I could see all the way down to the ground level’s tiled floor. All I would see usually of the visitor was a gripped hand on the polished wood bannister making its way up to our floor. THE REASON I GOT MY OWN set of keys that summer was because when the new school year was starting in the autumn, no one was going to be home to let me in for lunch. With both parents now working outside of the home, I would have to let myself in, go to the refrigerator where there was a plate inside that had either a bologna sandwich on rye bread or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on white bread. I would usually add some potato or corn chips to the plate and pour myself a glass of grape juice. I would sit with a snack tray in the living room, so I could watch television while I was eating. For dessert, I would often take a couple of cookies from the pantry or an apple from the refrigerator. When done, I would rinse the plate and glass in the kitchen sink, wash my hands, finish whatever show I was watching on TV, then walk back to school before the one pm bell sounded for the start of afternoon classes. I felt like such a grownup, unlocking and locking our front door, placing my key ring in my left front pants’ pocket each time. However, that was nothing compared to what the young boy in this suspenseful horror film had to do. APPROXIMATELY TWO IN THE MORNING ALL but one student of the same class leave their homes, never to return. The parents and townsfolk have a multitude of questions for the teacher and principal. With Julia Garner (The Fantastic Four: First Steps, Ozark-TV) as Justine, Josh Brolin (Brothers, Dune franchise) as Archer, Alden Ehrenreich (Beautiful Creatures, Solo: A Star Wars Story) as Paul, Cary Christopher (Intuitions, Days of Our Lives-TV) as Alex, and Benedict Wong (The Martian, Doctor Strange franchise) as Marcus; this really is not your typical horror film. There were only three or four scenes that had blood and violence; the rest of the film was filled with excellent story telling and thrilling suspense. I thought the cast was outstanding and was stunned to find out who was the actor playing one of the characters when I saw their name in the ending credits. The running time flew by since I was quickly absorbed by the story being told in this complete well done picture. The director absolutely has a knack for telling and creating this type of story, and I cannot wait to see what else we are in store for with his creativity.
3 1/2 stars
Flash Movie Review: The Fantastic Four: First Steps
WHEN MY FRIEND SHOWED ME THE package of crackers he was buying to try at home, he had no idea what memories billowed inside of my brain. I took one look at the package and felt myself hurdling back past decades of living to when I was in elementary school, at the time when I was in 4th or 5th grade. Living one block away from the school, I would walk home for lunch, having been entrusted with my very own set of house keys for some time. Being aware that I was overweight compared to most students in my class, I came up with a plan to lose weight. For lunch, I would have a cup of chicken bouillon. You may not be familiar on how this was made. We had a jar in the pantry that had foiled wrapped cubes in it. If you did not know better, you might think they were sugar cubes; they were about the same size and they pretty much were handled the same way as sugar cubes. I would unwrap one cube and drop the brownish colored cube into a cup. Running the hot water faucet until it was as hot as possible, I would decrease the flow and fill up the cup. By stirring the contents with a spoon, the cube would dissolve, turning the water into a chicken flavored broth. With it, I would have a couple of these same crackers with a piece of cheese folded on top. For the whole semester, this was my standard lunch. I was surprised how vivid this memory remained in my mind all these years. WITHIN A WEEK AFTER EXPERIENCING THAT flashback, I was sitting on the train, going down into the city. Across from me sat a young professionally dressed woman. What caught my eye about her was the purse that was lying on her lap. It appeared to be made of leather, but the front flap that was the same size dimensions of the purse had plastic, or some similar material, dots lined up in perfect horizontal rows down the whole flap. Seeing those dots immediately reminded me of one of my favorite candies I would always eat—candy dots; at least that is what my friends and I would call it. The dots were somehow attached to strips of white paper that was then folded or rolled up. One would purchase them by the strip. I loved this candy; sometimes peeling each candy with my fingers one at a time to eat, or I would bring the strip of paper up to my mouth and use my lips to pluck the candy off. Sometimes I would eat them by color; the purple ones first then the yellow and so on, other times in rows. Depending on which way I chose to eat them determined how long they would last; it was like a little game for me to play. Such two vivid memories stayed and carried me into the viewing of this action science fiction adventure. WARNED ABOUT A CATASTROPHIC DANGER APPROACHING Earth, the Fantastic Four decide to take the fight to “them.” They did not know the fight was going to be personal. With Pedro Pascal (Eddington, The Uninvited) as Reed Richards, Vanessa Kirby (Pieces of a Woman, The Crown-TV) as Sue Storm, Ebon Moss-Bachrach (Hold Your Breath, The Bear-TV) as Ben Grimm, Joseph Quinn (Gladiator II, A Quiet Place: Day One) as Johnny Storm, and Julia Garner (The Assistant, The Royal Hotel) as Shalla-Bal; this superhero reboot was a fresh take from the original film. What sold me on it was the retro vibe and cast; I felt as if I was a kid again watching The Jetsons cartoon series. The sets were something out of the original Tomorrowland theme park. As for the script, it was decent with some humor, a couple of thrills, some drama, and a touch of excitement. Nothing too extreme on either end of good or bad. In other words, it was a good film, not a great one. I did have a fun time watching it, even if a portion of that fun was for nostalgic reasons. Also, I think it would be a better viewing experience if one could see this picture on the big screen. I am hopeful that with the two extra post credit scenes, this movie was the starting point for making deeper, fuller, and more complete installments.
3 stars
Flash Movie Review: Superman
A PILE OF HAND-ME-DOWN comic books was my first introduction to Superman. I read and reread them many times over until I started buying comic books at the local five and dime store in our neighborhood. Superman’s strength was what attracted me to him, along with his X-ray vision. Not being much of an athletic kid, I wished I had muscles like Superman. The reason I wanted his X-ray vision was so I could spot someone hiding to ambush me when I was walking home from school. From allowances and getting money for returning soda bottle for the deposit, I bought every issue that came out. Besides Superman, I had enough money to buy Batman comics which was my other obsession. The array of gadgets Batman had always fascinated me. I think my thrill for fast cars was due to the Batmobile. Though, it was a toss-up for which car I liked better: James Bond’s car or Batman’s, both were equipped with amazing inventive tricks like machines guns hidden behind headlights, smokescreens and rocket launchers. Whether it was Superman or Batman, I loved all the special abilities they utilized in fighting “bad guys.” One of my biggest regrets was selling my comic books from my summer lemonade stands; little did I know how much they would be worth today. DESPITE ALL THE READING I DID of Superman, I did not focus on his ability to fly until I saw the live action television show. Seeing an actual person flying, sparked my imagination and desires. As a little kid, I thought the actor was actually flying. Now, whenever I happen to see a clip of the old television show, it looks more like Superman is just lying on a flat surface and either strings or a fan is making his cape move, to look like the wind is blowing it. I had dreams about flying; most of the time I was flying to escape getting picked on or beaten up. Summer days, I would sit out on our back porch and study the height of the trees nearby, wondering what would be a safe height for me to practice flying. Of course, my imagination was fully engaged with ideas about building some type of apparatus to help me fly. I thought about the possibility of attaching fabric to wing shaped wooden frames that I could build, then strapping them on my arms with belts. Or, maybe having someone sew fabric directly to my jeans and shirt so that the wind could get in it and float me up like a kite. Gratefully, I never acted on any of these thoughts that I just realized got nudged in my brain after seeing this action, superhero adventure. CONFLICTED BETWEEN HIS HERITAGE AND HUMAN upbringing was not the only thing that was causing Superman/Clark Kent, played by David Corenswet (Twisters, The Greatest Hits) stress and grief. Encountering a being as strong as himself was something new. With Rachel Brosnahan (Patriots Day, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel-TV) as Lois Lane, Nicholas Hoult (Nosferatu, The Order) as Lex Luthor, Alan Tidy (The Trouble with Jessica, Resident Alien-TV) as Gary, and Bradley Cooper (Maestro, Nightmare Alley) as Jor-El; this reboot’s script was written for today’s current climate, with dashes of humor thrown in. The CGI dog was strictly there for comic relief. I was conflicted by this mix and wished there had been a stronger sense of doom in the plot. Though the actors did a good job, I felt their characters were a bit cartoonish and not fully fleshed out. At some point it seemed the scenes were jumping from one action fight to another. Maybe the intention was to make Superman more human, which I do not have an issue with, but I like my superhero characters to have a stronger foundation. Overall, I enjoyed watching this picture and felt everyone involved did a good job. Maybe I was hoping for a great job instead.
3 stars
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