Spotlight: Mini-review


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Mark Ruffalo

Oscar may be calling on Mark Ruffalo after Spotlight

ASince the advent of television, which forever changed the nature of journalism in this country, there has only been one great movie about traditional print journalism, All the President’s MenUntil 2015, that is. Spotlight may lack the star power of the Robert Redford/Dustin Hoffman Watergate tale, but it’s every bit as powerful a movie. 

Spotlight tells the story of the Boston Globe‘s investigation of the sex scandal involving dozens of local priests who had molested children, mostly boys, for decades. Like Watergate, however, the bigger story was the cover-up orchestrated by the Catholic Church hierarchy. The Globe‘s new managing editor Marty Baron (Liev Schreiber) gets wind of the story and suggests that the newspaper’s “Spotlight” team of investigative reporters under the direction of editor Robby Robinson (Michael Keaton) look into it. Slowly and painstakingly, the team puts the story together. 

On one level, Spotlight is an excellent procedural on the news business. The team pursue leads, interview witnesses, and scour courthouses and school yearbooks for evidence. But the more they look into the case, the more they realize how it affects them personally. As the story develops, one reporter (Rachel McAdams) can no longer go with her mother to church. Another (Brian d’Arcy éJames) is stunned to learn that one of the pedophile priests lives around the corner from him. Robby feels somewhat guilty himself when an exasperated attorney (Stanley Tucci) reveals that the Globe knew about the story a decade earlier and buried it. Spotlight also raises the bigger moral issues as well, namely whether it’s better not to look at the Church’s involvement in the scandal too closely, in order to maintain its image for the greater public good. Somewhat surprisingly, considering the incendiary nature of the content, Spotlight avoids histrionics for the most part, except for one impassioned speech by the most emotional reporter, played by Mark Ruffalo. However, it’s director Tom McCarthy‘s deliberate manner in staging scenes ranging from embarrassed victim confessions to a bizarrely creepy defense by one priest of his molestation that give the movie its quiet power. The real stunner occurs during the end credits, which show the large number of cities around the world in which similar Church sex scandals took place, and the audience realizes full impact of the Globe‘s exposé. Although I haven’t seen a few of the other Oscar contenders, for my money, Spotlight is the best movie of the year
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Southpaw: Mini-review


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Jake Gyllenhaal

Jake Gyllenhaal doesn’t seem too much the worse for wear here

BFew young actors immerse themselves as completely in their roles as does Jake Gyllenhaal, who lost 30 pounds for his acclaimed role in Nightcrawler. Now, he’s gone in the other direction, working out and bulking up to play a champion boxer in SouthpawAnd once again, the effort pays off in a knockout performance.

Gyllenhaal is world light heavyweight champion Billy Hope, whose world is shattered when his wife Maureen (Rachel McAdams) is killed when a hotel scuffle with another fighter gets out of control. Billy’s life soon goes out of control as well as he loses his title, his sobriety, his money, his manager (Curtis “50 Cent” Jackson), his boxing license, and custody of his daughter Leila (Oona Laurence) in short order. Having hit rock bottom, Billy goes back to the basics, working with trainer Tick Wills (Forest Whitaker), the only person willing to give him a chance.

Southpaw was written by Kurt Sutter, creative force behind Sons of Anarchybut there’s little of the TV series’ freshness here. Instead, Southpaw‘s plot pretty much recycles every boxing film ever made, down to the demanding training montages and the nail-biting, physically damaging “big fight” at the end. And, frankly, Antoine Fuqua‘s direction of the  boxing sequences is nothing more than competent. What rescues Southpaw are the performances, particularly Gyllenhaal’s and Whitaker’s. Once again, Gyllenhaal immerses himself in a role, this one requiring him to be in some sort of pain most of the time. It’s not a subtle role, but what’s most convincing about Gyllenhaal’s performance isn’t how Billy Hope takes punches; it’s the rapport with his daughter. Young Laurence is a natural screen presence, and her character is actually the best written and least clichéd in the film. Forest Whitaker has his moments as well, as a man with demons in his own past that are never fully spelled out in the script. In the long history of boxing movies, Southpaw is no champion, its storyline has been around as long as professional boxing itself. However, Gyllenhaal and Whitaker score enough points with their acting to earn Southpaw a solid decision.  
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Aloha: Mini-Review


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Bradley Cooper

Bradley Cooper won’t be headed back to the Oscars for his role in Aloha

C+Watch some parts of Aloha and it’s easy to see how writer/director Cameron Crowe could create movies like Jerry Maguire and Almost Famous. Watch the entire movie, however, and it’s easy to see how he’s become largely irrelevant in Hollywood in the last decade.

Actually, Crowe has been working on Aloha for nearly a decade through numerous cast and script changes. The finished product bears the mark of a project that’s been circulating since the Bush presidency. Brian Gilcrist (Bradley Cooper), a former Air Force whiz turned civilian contractor, is in Hawaii for a PR job that consists primarily of schmoozing some native Hawaiians into going along with a project that will allow billionaire Carson Welch (Bill Murray) to launch satellites into space from the island. The job also allows Brian to reconnect with former girlfriend Tracy Woodside (Rachel McAdams), now married to an Air Force officer (John Krasinski). Brian also makes some new connections with his Air Force liaison, Allison Ng (Emma Stone). 

Aloha bears the mark of a much longer film that was hastily edited down to a 105-minute running time. Key plot elements are unexplained or poorly explained, and characters’ personalities seem to change drastically from scene to scene. Alec Baldwin has three scenes in the movie as the commanding Air Force general, and he seems like three different people. The result is an at-times incomprehensible mess. To make matters worse, Stone (who’s supposed to be one-quarter Hawaiian) and Murray are badly miscast. However, Aloha is a mess with a lot of wonderful individual scenes such as Stone dancing with Murray or making music with some of the native Hawaiians. Cooper exudes his patented charm in several scenes with both Stone and McAdams, although he admittedly appears lost and befuddled in others. And even a miscast Bill Murray is fun to watch. All in all, about half of the movie consists of anywhere from good to almost magical scenes, including a great closing moment. Aloha is a movie that will be best enjoyed on video with the fast forward button handy to speed viewers through the messy scenes and linger on the good ones.
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