And I am back with “For Your Renting Pleasure,” a supposed-to-be-weekly post that made it maybe 2 weeks tops before fizzling out. My bad. For those of you who don’t remember this is basically a compilation post of movies I watched that week of the non-new-release variety, whether they be rentals, watched through the Netflix instant queue, or what have you. This week we’ve got Last Night (2010), Wind Chill (2007), and The Good Guy (2009). [Read more...]
Robert Redford’s latest is a fine looking and produced telling of a fairly unknown story in American history that fails to really excel to anything more than a straight forward court room drama that serves as a parallel to our modern day travails with prosecuting through Guantanamo Bay.
Now you might ask how a movie about Lincoln’s assassins translates to an obvious condemnation of the way the U.S. is handling the prosecuting of modern terrorists. Redford clearly has something to say and the film’s, and real life, drama surrounds defendants being prosecuted without a jury and instead by a military tribunal. The ethics of this is something to seriously question as the officers sitting on the judging tribunal are neither unbiased nor uninfluenced by their superiors which will obviously tend to lead to unfair trials. That is what critics of the way the government is handling the modern day situation will attest to, especially when regarding defendants that really have very little relevance to the enemies cause, and that is where Redford’s film draws its focus.
Sadly, for the viewing public, it is rare to see a romantic comedy that defies what is expected of it. Instead, most romcoms fit the description of being riddled with this genre’s clichés. Post Grad is no exception to this unfortunate rule, but furthermore, is actually one of the worst examples I have seen. Nothing about the story is original, and I spent most of the film thinking things like: “Oh, that was just like that one scene in (insert title here), and that was just like (insert other film name).” It didn’t even try to mask this. And if I was not making comparisons to other films, I was correctly guessing what was going to happen next; which I wish I could say braggingly, but there really is no challenge.