12 points down in the polls, the President of the United States of America (Samuel L. Jackson) is flying over Finland in Air Force One - aware of the fact that his own party is out to get him. However, when a sudden missile threat is discovered, the President is forced to evacuate by the suspicious Morris (Ray Stevenson). As the President evacuates, Morris also jumps from the plane, watching as it explodes in the air. The President finds himself on the ground with Oskari (Onni Tommila), a young boy out to prove himself as a hunter. Yet there is now far greater game to be hunted in the Finnish forests, as Morris is hunting the President himself.
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Pepper Flynt Busbee (Jakob Salvati) is a 7-year-old boy who stands much shorter than any of his classmates, to the worry of his mother (Emily Watson). He has few worries himself though, despite the occasional bully, forever playing adventure games with his beloved father (Michael Rapaport) and feeling like he can take on the world. Things take a turn for the worst, however, when his father is sent off to fight during the troubles of World War II. Distraught, Pepper is willing to do anything to get his father back, and when he is encouraged to use his focus to move an object during a magic show, he starts to see that he really can do anything. He's determined to use his ability to summon Mr. Busbee back home, but he has to be careful never to let a single trace of doubt cross his mind.
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Jack is a gambler whose habits have increasingly got more and more out of control. Now finding his way into the criminal underworld of the city, he unwittingly winds up getting into a deadly wager with an unforgiving player, who drags him into the centre of a vicious murder conspiracy. It's all he can do to protect the lives of his wife and child by getting to the bottom of what's really going on, but in doing so he thrusts himself in the centre of the danger, with a vengeful plot now aimed at him. With the odds finally stacked against him, he finds help in the form of Paulie Trunks; a loan shark known for his brutal methods and high debt collection record. He might have the best of the best on his side, but after being jumped in his own apartment by a group of violent thugs and robbed of all the money he has, thinks are not looking in his favour.
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Maggie Elizabeth Jones and Ted Levine - Stars attend the Screening of mystery drama movie 'Child Of Grace' held at Raleigh Studios in Hollywood. The movie stars Thomas Hildreth, Maggie Elizabeth Jones and Ted Levine. - Arrivals - Los Angeles, California, United States - Tuesday 12th August 2014
More unsettling than actually scary, this slow-burning horror movie is directed and acted with style even though the script feels rather under-developed. There's enough intrigue to hold our interest, even though the plot is laced with lapses of logic and ill-defined situations. So what keeps us watching is the hope that something might eventually make sense. And along the way the gimmicky filmmaking finds ways to send chills down our spine.
The title is never quite defined; it has something to do with Native Americans and an illicit government drug-testing programme in the 1960s. And things kick off in the present day when James (McMillian) tries one of these experimental mind-altering drugs and then promptly disappears. So his British journalist friend Anne (Winter) starts looking for him, learning that the drug is an extract from dead bodies. While monitoring suspicious radio signals in the desert, she tracks down counterculture novelist Blackburn (Levine), who has been experimenting with the same drug with his girlfriend Callie (Gabrielle). And the deeper they look the stranger things get.
Most of the film is set up as a fake investigative documentary, as Anne follows the story down into a surreal rabbit hole. Mixed in with this are real archive TV clips and old footage about US government experiments on unwitting subjects, plus videotapes that seem to show the hallucinations the patients are having, which makes us wonder if something supernatural and freaky might be going on here.
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The upcoming action/adventure fill see Jackson portray the US President, and Tommila his young rescuer
Big Game might just be one of the more original action films to emerge in recent years, when the President of the United States of America (Samuel L. Jackson) teams up with a young Oskari (Onni Tommila) to take on the challenges of manhood and a terrorist threat all in 24 hours. We got our first look at the film this week, which wraps up after an eight week filming schedule in the Bavarian woods (and movie studios).
Jackson and Tommila attempt to find safety
Jalmari Helander's next feature length offering sees the young Oskari, alone in the woods on a traditional hunting mission meant to prove his maturity to his elders. Whilst tracking down deer, he inexplicably comes into contact with the most powerful man on Earth, concealed in his escape pod after an attack on Air Force One has brought it down into the wilderness. Stranded there, only the shy, thirteen-year-old can help the President back to civilisation, but the route back to safety isn't going to be an easy journey.
In 1954 Boston, Ted (DiCaprio) is a US Marshal heading with his new partner Chuck (Ruffalo) to the Shutter Island hospital for the criminally insane. A patient (Mortimer) has mysteriously disappeared, and the head doctor (Kingsley) is acting suspicious. So is everyone else for that matter. As Ted delves deeper into the mystery, which hints at a big conspiracy, he struggles with the implications these events have for his own life, including the death of his wife (Williams) and his experiences liberating Dachau at the end of the war.
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Ridley Scott has a good thing going here, tossing these two Hollywood bigshots into the ring and letting them play cops and robbers while he slathers on the period detail with a trowel. There's some serious Superfly outfits (including a godawful $50,000 chinchilla coat that plays a surprisingly key part in a plot twist), a generous helping of soul music, enough fantastic character actors to choke a horse (Idris Elba, Jon Polito, Kevin Corrigan, an incredibly sleazy Josh Brolin, and so on), the specter of Vietnam playing on every television in sight, and the odd enjoyment one gets from watching cops in the pre-militarized, pre-SWAT days take down an apartment with just revolvers, the occasional shotgun, and a sledgehammer to whack down the door. Scott's smart enough to let the story cohere organically and without rush, keeping his main contenders apart for as long as could possibly be borne, making them fully developed characters in their own right and not just developed in opposition to the other. But there's something in this broad and expansive tale that can't quite come together, and it seems to start in Denzel's eyes.
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What more could be expected from a guilty pleasure-ridden American popcorn movie like The Fast and the Furious. Nothing of substance or intelligence is ever really expected from a summer movie, much less when that movie bears a title akin to a bad porno flick. The Fast and the Furious was exactly how I felt leaving the theater: Hightailing it back home, furious at how quickly the movie fell apart. I mean, how the hell could you screw up something as slam-dunk-awesome as souped-up performance cars amidst the illegal street racing subculture of the L.A. Basin?
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Like a series of linked MAD TV skits done without regard to network censors - the humor is about that intelligent - the film presents the 1992 Rodney King beating and subsequent riots as a grand comic opera of greed and stupidity, going after everybody involved with equal vigor. One can get a feel for how writer/director Marc Klasfeld intends to approach his subject a few minutes in, when the car chase and police beating of King (T.K. Carter) is done as a jokey game, with a police helicopter pilot serving as the announcer ("and they're off!"), while the cops themselves, having pulled King over, place beats over the ethnicity of the guy inside. Then Snoop Dogg shows up - serving, appropriately enough, as the film's narrator and chorus - to introduce the film proper, while fireworks go off behind him.
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Wes Craven's brutal 1977 micro-budgeted The Hills Have Eyes was a post-hippie scream of horror, both at the collapse of the youth-led revolution and the dreadfulness of the Vietnam War. Craven turned his eye to home, to the desolate stretches of vast American desert where he could posit a family of bloodthirsty mutants preying on those who stumble onto their fallout abode, and it could almost (almost) seem plausible. With a world of misery at large, how strange would it be to find murderous maniacs in our own backyard? Sure, the original film suffers from some notably outré moments and jagged pacing, but Craven succeeded in bringing a grimly gleeful sense of humor to what was essentially a Texas Chainsaw Massacre riff.
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