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Flash Movie Review: Companion
A RELATIVE OF MINE JUST NEEDED to vent and knows I always have an open ear. She was telling me about her son who desperately wanted to be in a love relationship. The more I heard, the less I thought her son understood what love really meant. She told me all her son wishes for is to be with someone. He uses the dating apps, goes out to bars to meet women, and has no qualms starting up a conversation with a female shopper at the grocery store. However, according to my relative, he does not want to do much of the dating and wooing part to get into a committed relationship. I asked how that was working out for her son, while keeping a perplexed look on my face. She said he scares off a lot of women because he is so quick to tell them he loves them and wants to move in together with them. I knew she knew this, but I had to say his actions were a big red flag to prospective dates and she agreed 100% with me. She said he does not take the time to really learn anything about the women he meets; all he wants is to be part of a couple. In my mind, all he wants is a companion. THE REASON I USE THE WORD companion is because I have already seen couple relationships where the two people seem more like companions or roommates instead of it being a relationship of love. Not that there is any right way, or I am criticizing someone, I am aware that love comes in all shapes and sizes. There was one couple I knew, where the woman was a long-time friend of mine. She started dating a man that I soon learned not to trust. He was a braggard and a liar. After catching him in a couple of lies, I felt compelled to tell my friend. She heard what I had to say but it did not stop her from following her heart. After one year of dating, she discovered he had been stealing tiny amounts of money from her purse. She was devastated and told me she felt foolish. I tried to comfort her, but she stayed upset for some time. Another friend of mine had been dating a woman for six-seven months. I thought everything was fine until we stopped at a store for the girlfriend to get a pair of sunglasses. We all tried on various pairs, but during that time I could overhear my friend directing his girlfriend on what he wanted her to buy. It was odd the way he said it, so I asked if he always tells her what to buy. He said he wanted her to look a certain way that he thought was flattering. It still was odd to me; it looked like he had an idea of how she should look, and he wanted her to become that image. It seemed more like he was dating a doll instead of a live human being. I thought it was strange but not as strange as what I saw in this psychological comedy thriller. A WEEKEND GETAWAY FOR A GROUP of friends turns sinister when one of them is killed by one of the others. With Sophie Thatcher (Heretic, Yellowjackets-TV) as Iris, Jack Quaid (The Hunger Games franchise, Scream) as Josh, Lukas Gage (Road House, Smile 2) as Patrick, Megan Suri (It Lives Inside, Never Have I Ever-TV) as Kat, and Harvey Guillen (The Internship, Werewolves Within) as Eli; this science fiction film was twisted fun. I thought Sophie and Jack were great together and enjoyed all the twists and turns in the script. Part of the success was the tight directing taking place; I felt engaged throughout the movie as I was exposed to scenes of dark humor, satire, tension, and fear. What helped me was not knowing or seeing anything about this picture because it increased my surprise level. I will have to say, when the movie was over, it made me wonder if we could ever get to a similar place in time. There were a few brief scenes with blood and violence. 3 ¼ stars
Flash Movie Trailer: Heretic
ONE DAY AFTER TEACHING CLASS, SEVERAL participants arranged a get together at a local restaurant. I agreed to join them after showering and changing clothes. The restaurant was a couple of miles away in the town’s business district and gratefully it had its own parking lot. As I entered the place, I saw at the back of the room a large table was set up with members from my class seated already. Walking up to the table, a couple of people commented how weird it was to see me in “regular” clothes as opposed to my workout wear. I laughed as I made my way to an empty seat. Though I recognized everyone sitting around the table, I did not know every one of them by name. There were a few who I had had little contact with except for the occasional giving of instructions and encouragement. The waitress came over and took our drink orders along with a few appetizer requests for the table. We then proceeded to cover several topics, such as the music I used in class, our new favorite restaurants, travel plans, and so on. It was not long before the waitress returned with our drinks and appetizers. More times than not at these types of events, someone will comment on how surprised they are that I am eating potato skins or garlic bread, thinking because I teach fitness, I would only eat a pure healthy diet. My usual response is to tell them I am not the type to live off tofu and broccoli. This usually gets a laugh out of people. WHILE I WAS CONVERSING WITH THOSE closer to me, I was aware there were other conversations taking place at the table. One of the groups deep in conversation appeared more animated than the rest of us. I was curious as to what was being discussed but I did not want to be rude and leave my spot so that I could sit closer to them. As it turned out, I was not alone in wondering what was going on with them. Other members started shifting their focus on this group to the point that soon I was drawn in and able to listen to what people were talking about. They were discussing religion which surprised me because everyone in my classes knows I do not allow discussions about religion or politics to take place because I believe both are personal topics and from past history, know they will lead to disagreements or worse, to a fight. It turns out one of the members I was not familiar with had brought up the subject in the context that the member she was talking to would find comfort if she belonged to a church, namely her church. From the comments I was hearing, I was appalled. She was basically trying to convert this member. Before things could escalate, I repeated my rules about not discussing religion and politics and asked the participants to change the subject which was a kinder way compared to what the main character did in this psychological horror thriller. AFTER TWO YOUNG RELIGIOUS WOMEN ARRIVE at the house of the gentleman who showed interest in their belief, they soon find themselves being tested in their own beliefs. With Hugh Grant (Wonka, Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves) as Mr. Reed, Sophie Thatcher (The Boogeyman, Yellowjackets-TV) as Sister Barnes, Chloe East (The Fabelmans, Popular Theory) as Sister Paxton, Topher Grace (In Good Company, That 70s Show-TV) as Elder Kennedy and Elle Young (A Score to Settle, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina-TV) as Prophet; I was pleasantly surprised that the story was more of a psychological thriller than horror. There were tense moments throughout most of the film, with most of them being led by Hugh Grant’s amazing acting. He did an excellent job with his character. However, the last quarter to third of the story fell out of favor with me as it seemed it wanted to rush to an unknown ending with a weird mix of scenes that were cliched, nonsensical and bloody violent. It was a shame because up until that point I appreciated the interesting, thought-provoking script that was starting to make me a believer.
3 stars
Flash Movie Review: The Boogeyman
TO THIS DAY, WHENEVER I AM home alone, I always have the television on. Not because I am addicted to TV shows; I have it on as background noise. It is my version of white noise, that mix of sound waves made up of a wide frequency range. Think of a running fan; a constant sound that begins to blend into the background of your awareness. The reason I have the television on is because I do not want to hear any other noises, especially if they are unexplainable sounds. It may be a creak in the wall or gurgling in the pipes or a humming from the AC unit; I do not want to sit and wonder what they might be or mean. Gratefully, some sounds might have an easy explanation, though I may not know it. However, it is those sounds that cannot be explained that will cause me distress. I used to live in an apartment where periodically I would hear this scratching sound in the walls. With my imagination, I immediately assumed it was a mouse or something larger. It did not happen often; but when it did, I would try to figure out exactly where in the wall it was happening then pound my fist on what I thought was the exact spot to scare whatever was behind the plaster. I only stayed at that place until my lease was up. MY DISLIKE OF HOUSE SOUNDS BEGAN when I was a little child. I grew up in one of those large, solid apartment buildings that extended around the corner of a city block. There was a ceramic tiled floor in the lobby separated by a glass door that buzzed open to let one enter the inner chamber, where the staircase would surround the light coming down from a large skylight at the top. In our apartment was a room we called the front room, where there was a sofa, chairs and coffee tables. One of the earliest sounds I recall hearing first was this fluttering sound, like a hummingbird’s wings. I was in another part of our home but heard that sound and stopped to figure out where the noise was coming from. As I walked into the front room where the noise was the loudest, I saw one of the venetian blinds covering the window was shaking. I walked over and discovered the window was open, which allowed a breeze to flow through and vibrate the metal slats. That was the sound I was hearing; I closed the window. Through my early years there, anytime I heard an unfamiliar sound at night, I would hide under my blanket. And now after watching this film; I can say I was quite lucky I never got to hear the unfamiliar sounds that were emitted in this horror, mystery thriller. AFTER A STRANGER ENTERED THEIR HOME seeking help from their father, the younger of the two sisters was convinced something was trying to get her during the nights. With Sophie Thatcher (The Tomorrow Man, Yellowjackets-TV) as Sadie Harper, Chris Messina (Air, Call Jane) as Will Harper, Vivien Lyra Blair (We Can Be Heroes, Dear Zoe) as Sawyer Harper, David Dastmalchian (Dune, The Suicide Squad) as Lester Billings and Marin Ireland (Hell or High Water, Sneaky Pete-TV) as Rita Billings; this movie based on a Stephen King story had a few decent scares, which were aided by the cast’s acting abilities. There was a creep factor throughout the story, but things were kept at a steady pace without much deviation. Though I did not read the book, it was not too difficult to figure out what was going to happen in the scenes. For the most part, there really was not much in the script to provide a true dramatic punch to the story. It seems as if each Stephen King story never translates well onto the big screen. I do not think this film will keep you up at night; but it might make you pay more attention to the sounds you hear.
2 ¼ stars
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