Forget Jon Favreau's other movies as actor, writer, or producer. Forget "Iron Man" and "Swingers." Just enjoy "Chef." It's relatively predictable, plows no new acreage, and is so foodie that it's pornie, but it's a delight, too, with Favreau just dandy as writer, director and actor.
"Under the Skin" wants to be an edgy, atmospheric, imaginative, sci-fi film. It succeeds only in ponderous, self-conscious pretentiousness at a slow pace. For an hour 47 minutes, co-writer/director Jonathan Glazer dwells on suggestions that amount to little more than superficial ideas as he lingers on the alien, played by Scarlett Johansson, showing minimal action or reaction.
Always a little on the outside of things, Spike Jonze has written and directed a film that takes place about an L.A. minute beyond next year. "Her" is set in the near future when companies will write heartfelt letters for strangers and when men might fall in love with a bought woman.
Sir Alfred Hitchcock was, unquestionably, a cinematic genius, a man who made a lasting mark on film substance and style for decades. Director Sacha Gervasi’s “Hitchcock” dramatizes him as an inspired, jealous and conflicted man during his production of “Psycho.” The truth was, according to several, far less complimentary than the sympathetic, sometimes silly portrait painted here.
Rock music just got a whole lot less loud. RIP Jim Marshall of Marshall amps.