Chris At The Pictures: sharlto copley
Showing posts with label sharlto copley. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sharlto copley. Show all posts

Wednesday, 14 March 2018

'Gringo' - Review

3/14/2018 07:37:00 pm 0
'Gringo' - Review

★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆

Laughs are sparse and the plot’s a farce in this occasionally funny but largely overstuffed caper from Nash Edgerton. David Oyelowo stars as Harold Soyinka, a hapless corporate underdog whose attempt to get back at his obnoxious boss, Richard (Joel Edgerton), by faking his own kidnapping by the Mexican cartel goes wrong.

A simple and perfectly workable setup (disgruntled employee hatches ridiculous plan) soon becomes an odyssey involving not only the cartels but a botched drug deal, a young couple caught in the middle (Harry Treadaway and Amanda Seyfried), a corrupt boss, adultery back home, and corporate espionage. For a labyrinthine spy thriller: great. In terms of keeping a self-billed comedy afloat: very unhelpful.

Almost as unhelpful is the film’s depiction and utilisation of Mexico and it’s culture. It’s all Day of the Dead celebrations, shady bars, drug running and the aforementioned cartels, or simply a foundation for useful - and highly misleading - marketing materials (the poster is plastered with various flowered skulls and similar paraphernalia). The image painted by said posters and the snappy trailer sets the audience up for a laugh-a-minute romp, but in fact the laughter comes dotted across vast deserts of joyless meandering. The one good piece of slapstick (Sharlto Copley’s bearded spy being knocked into a roly-poly by a car) is in the trailer, and the remaining violence is too efficiently brutal, too truly nasty to be in any way amusing. 

And, stuck helplessly in the middle of everything, is Oyelowo. That he’s been given the lead role in a mainstream American comedy should be cause for celebration (even more so when he gets to use his native Nigerian accent), but it’s a piece of casting that puts his powers to little use. His unshakable aura of intelligence betrays any attempt to portray Harold sincerely, but his natural charisma stays the course during all-too-brief scenes of character-building between the clueless stooge and Seyfried’s beaming holidaymaker.

The film is completely stolen from under all of them by Charlize Theron as Edgerton’s number two, a shy and sultry businesswoman with a penchant for loose shirts and cutting insults. Think Cruella de
Vil with a pixie cut. Her quest to toss aside the many useless men makes for some entertaining payoff once the countless convoluted threads come together, but it’s too little too late. 

Monday, 2 June 2014

'Maleficent' - Review

6/02/2014 04:03:00 pm
'Maleficent' - Review


A re-invention of the classic Sleeping Beauty, Disney’s new film Maleficent attempts to shed new light on the eponymous dark fairy, and how the tale has been told wrong all these years. After her supposed true love Stefan (Sharlto Copley) betrays her in exchange for the throne of the kingdom, Maleficent (Angelina Jolie) is left wingless and heartbroken, vowing revenge by planting a curse on his first-born daughter which only true loves kiss can revoke.

The most notable feature of the film is that it has clearly been made with the best of intentions: the film-makers have done their best to try and re-invent the story for a new generation, but this is also its biggest problem. The 1959 original was memorable, and for its few flaws it managed to tell a coherent story with diverse characters and gorgeous animation, and Maleficent sadly has none of that. It just cannot decide what it wants to be, whether it’s a dark origins story, the ‘other side’ of the story, or a complete re-telling. It can’t even work out what tone it wants to set, meandering between sickly colourful and darkly gothic from scene to scene.




Where the film truly shines is Angelina Jolie, who throws herself into the role and strikes a perfect balance between the malevolent cackling of the original character and the mystified, aimlessly wandering incarnation of the new story. Copley adds a level of grumbling malice as King Stefan, and the three fairies (brought to life in a mixture of live action and computerised motion-capture by Imelda Staunton, Juno temple and Lesley Manville) come packed with a few laughs here or there, even if their scenes descend mostly into leftover skits from The Three Stooges. 

Other pieces of the film that work in its favour are, ironically, the ones that directly reference or pay homage to the original, from Maleficents’ first appearance during the christening or Aurora meeting the prince for the first time. This care and attention sadly does not stretch to the wondrous strings of ‘Once Upon a Dream’ which are held back until the end credits and warbled rather drearily by Lana Del Rey. The climax, in its attempt to bring something new to the story sadly wallows in the predictable and relies heavily on CGI that any competent studio could have thrown together, a far cry from the lavish colours of the original.

Feeling anti-climactic and undecided, Maleficent is not a terrible film, for there are certain pleasure to be had within its 97-minute running time, but as a supposed re-invention of a classic story it feels terribly mediocre, and that’s just not something you expect from Disney. The magic is there, but its stifled beneath a film that veers from interesting to boring, engagingly dark and cringe-inducingly twee. 


2.5 Stars