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Flash Movie Review: The Accountant 2
THE OPPORTUNITIES SHE WAS MENTIONING WERE ones that never occurred, let alone been uttered, when I was in school. She talked about having multiple aides in the classroom whose sole purpose was to work individually with one assigned student. There were plans laid out for the student with goals and rewards to help their progression. The thing that amazed me the most was her telling me the other students in the classroom were aware of these group of students’ special needs. When I was growing up, I do not recall ever hearing the terms autism or on the spectrum. My science class was the only place I heard about spectrums and it had nothing to do with where a student might lie on the autism spectrum. Not one teacher ever broached the subject and it never appeared in any of our textbooks. This relative telling me about the things available for special needs students is an elementary school teacher. Out of a class of twenty-five students, there are six that need extra attention. The stories she told us about these students varied from heartbreaking to amazing. One student cannot sit still and focus for more than ten seconds before something else draws their attention away; there has not been one test they have passed since attending the school. Another student has little self control, yelling out of turn and fidgeting constantly in their seat. At least, these students have help from the moment they enter the school until the time they leave. FROM HER STORIES AND DESCRIPTIONS, I sat back and thought about the students that were in my classes. I now can say with certainty there were students who were on the spectrum. I have no idea if they were assessed or not, but there never was any extra help for them, nor did any of the students know what was going on with them. Instead, the majority of them were labeled losers, dorks, and other words that simply are too inappropriate to mention here. They were picked on and teased, some to a horrific level of abuse. The other students knew something was wrong but without any guidance, their imaginations came up with reasons these students acted the way they did. Stuff like, they were dropped on their head at birth or the doctors had to use a large set of pliers to get them out of their mother’s stomach. When I think about it, it was truly an awful, even at times hostile, environment for these kids. And the sad thing about all of this is when I graduated to being a high school freshman, I never saw any of those elementary students in the high school. After seeing this dramatic thriller, I think if any of those past students in my elementary school classes who were on the spectrum had the skills the main character had in this sequel, they would have had such an easier time in the school. WHEN HER BOSS IS FOUND DEAD, with a cryptic message sprawled on his arm, a treasury agent finds herself working with a man who does not follow the rules to solve the perplexing mystery. With Ben Affleck (Deep Water, This is Me…Now) as Christian Wolff, Jon Bernthal (The Amateur, Origin) as Braxton, Cynthia Addai-Robinson (Colombiana, The People We Hate at the Wedding) as Marybeth Medina, J.K. Simmons (Red One, Juror #2) as Ray King, and newcomer Allison Robertson as Justine; this action crime mystery had a hefty dose of the first movie built into it. The difference was the added cast members; they provided an interesting and at time humorous mix to the story. These is a lot of violence and blood in this picture, so if you can get past that, the movie can be entertaining. It helped that the story line had a pull the heartstring factor in it because there were times the script felt clunky and farfetched. The surprise for me was when the script did a 180 degree turn and had touching moments; those moments could have even been explored further in this film and I would not have minded. For pure escapism and some interesting performances, this picture kept my attention as long as I did not think about it too much.
2 3/4 stars
Flash Movie Review: Juror #2
THEY WERE NEW TO MY YOGA class, but for some reason which I could not explain at first the younger one stood out for me. Before class started, I walked up and introduced myself to them, asking if this was their first time doing yoga. The older one said yes; the younger one kept her eyes directed below my face, more towards my chest. Throughout the class the younger one stood out from everyone else, though I was sure that was not her intention. She would begin to do a pose but then stop herself to push her hair behind her ears or pull down the hem of her T-shirt. There was always something she felt she needed to do before doing the pose. The ones that challenged her more, she would sit down on her mat and watch everyone else. After class I made a point to go and talk to them, to see if they had any questions and to see if I could get a better understanding of the younger one. Unfortunately, she was not very communitive; the older one would answer for her. I was surprised when they kept coming to class; the older one said she had been feeling better since she started. However, something was nagging at the back of my brain regarding the younger one. THROUGH THOSE BEGINNING WEEKS WITH THEM, I kept getting a familiar feeling as I watched the younger one. Her actions and mannerisms reminded me of things I used to do. I did not want to admit it but the way she acted reminded me that her actions I used to do during the time I was being abused/bullied in school. It was such a strong reaction, that everything in me clicked and I was convinced she was a victim of the same thing. The big question was what do I do? I am a yoga/fitness instructor not a psychiatrist, though ironically that is what I was studying in college. Having gotten to know them better as the weeks went by, an opportunity appeared when the younger one did not show up one day for class, so I decided to broach the subject. The way I presented it was to tell my story to the older one, who was her mother. I talked about my weight issues which I could tell struck a chord in the mother because her daughter was overweight. Never did I say I thought her daughter was being abused; I only pointed out the actions I had observed during class. That was all I had to say, and the conversation ended with the mother thanking me for sharing my story. It was a couple of weeks later, when the daughter did not come to class again and her mother came up afterwards to thank me for saying something to her. It turned out her daughter was getting picked on at school and now the mother was aware and getting school officials involved. I was glad I said something and that it had a positive outcome. It is hard to say the same for the main character in this dramatic mystery crime thriller. SELECTED TO BE A JUROR, A soon to be father finds himself listening to a murder trial that has some familiar elements. What he knows could change the outcome. With Nicholas Hoult (The Order, Renfield) as Justin Kemp, Toni Collette (Mafia Mamma, The Estate) as Faith Killebrew, J.K. Simmons (Red One, The Union) as Harold, Kiefer Sutherland (They Cloned Tyrone, Flatliners) as Larry Lasker, and Zoey Deutch (Not Okay, Something From Tiffany’s) as Allison Crewson; this film was a crisp, no frills story that grabbed my attention from the start. Though the script had a few predictable moments in it, the cast was excellent, especially Nicholas and J.K., and the tension continued to build throughout the story. This was a conversational driven plot that posed interesting questions that made me think. Directed by Clint Eastwood, the pacing was consistent throughout the movie, while sticking to the main story line. Everything felt both right and scary about the jurors on this trial. If this becomes Clint’s last movie, he at least is ending on a high note.
3 ½ stars
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