Monday, January 21, 2013

Taken 2 - An IOvUF Q & A Review

Over the weekend, Scarlett and I had dinner with her friends, and tried to figure out what to watch on PPV.  While I was pulling for Gangs Of New York (just to see the ridiculous Daniel Day-Lewis again),  we settled on the newly released Taken 2, which is topping the Netflix, Amazon, and Time Warner rentals...the people can't be wrong, right?  Spoilers and shit ahead, because we're reviewing this film...

So, what is Taken 2 about?

It's Liam Neeson, reprising his role as Bryan Mills, a former CIA badass, who has to rescue himself and his wife, who have been...taken!

Wait, he's taken?  Who do you rescue yourself from being taken?

Don't ask silly questions like that.  Somebody has to be taken in a movie called Taken 2.  Maybe they were being clever with the "2" as two people were taken.  But I doubt it.  There's a lot in the film that shows they were not showing much thought and depth, and certainly not expecting the audience have much intelligence.  More on that later.

Well, do I need to see Taken to follow Taken 2?

No.  That's the beauty of sequels with numbers in them.  They rehash the pertinent info and do not rely on you following a series.  Anybody feel like they couldn't follow Fast 5ive (or is it Fa5t Five?) having not seen any of the other films?  Have any of you seen all of them anyhow?

Okay, so tell me about Taken 2?

The film opens with a funeral service in Albania for a bunch of bodies, and he the main baddie, the Eastern European version of The Most Interesting Guy In The World, promises the get revenge for all the sons and brothers and cousins and grandchildren that Liam Neeson killed in the first film.

That's touching.

Sure, because we all feel that the villains who kidnap and human traffic and do all kinds of must still have mothers and fathers who love them.  Even though they are clearly shitty parents.  It's a decent idea to drive the plot, but I was distracted by the fact that everybody other than Most Interesting Guy look like generic E-Eurotrash.

Everybody is half tracksuit-wearing, swarthy, bearded and / or balding, and when there's going to be nameless and (mostly) faceless people getting killed, it's going to get confusing.  And there must have been a thin costume budget, because the guy who's wearing a wool-lined denim jacket and camo pants at the funeral, is still wearing it weeks later when he and the cronies are going up against Liam.

So how do they get taken?

Hold up, there's bunch of dreadfully slow-moving and unnecessary scenes to establish things for the first-timers.  Liam and is trying to help his daughter pass her driving test.  Liam's ex-wife is having marital troubles and is upset she and their daughter can not go on a trip together.  Liam tracks his daughter down at her new boyfriend's place, because he's got a "particular set of skills" and she's just trying to live a normal life.

There's about 15 minutes before they all get to Istanbul, and there's a lot of stuff that they put in for no reason, like the baddies interrogating the French policeman who knew Neeson from the first film.  Or a 30 second BBQ with Liam and his other ex-CIA buddies.  They want to establish things to reference later, which they don't need to.

Can we get to the takening?

Sure.  We're almost a third of the movie in and Liam and wifey Famke Janssen are taking a drive around Istanbul after daughter Kim wants them to rekindle their relationship (also hinted at unnecessarily by the CIA buds), and he notes they are being followed.

So they get taken?

Yes.

Not that easily, I hope?

No.  Liam gives us a car chase and some fisticuffs, but it's kinda tame, even when he's beating guys with a baton.  He runs a little slower than the first film, and the fights are not as, uh, lethal.  It sorely needs some neck snapping sounds or hard hits.  It just feels watered down.  Or maybe he has a new particular set of skills that are a touch softer.

What about their daughter

They try to take her, but she's able to elude capture.  Though if they did catch her, they'd probably let her go because she's so annoying.  Maggie Grace already looked like she was too old in the first film, and here she looks like she should have a kid that taking a driving test, not her.  And she never answers her damn phone (as unnecessarily established in an earlier scene).  But she finally does, and papa gives her instructions how to get away.

But wasn't he taken?

Um, yeah, but he had an iPod shuffle sized phone transmitter hidden in his sock.  Of course.  And she's one of the few numbers on the speed dial (along with his useless CIA buddies, who don't answer).

So it's a role reversal, where she saves the day?

Not quite.  He talks her through a crazy, elaborate plan to determine where he and Phoenix were taken, because even though he was taken, he was counting seconds that he traveled and whether or not he felt a specific turn in direction or heard sounds to identify where he went.

That doesn't sound so crazy.

Well, he has her throwing grenades off buildings and listening for the explosions to determine the time and distance from the sound traveling.  Oh, and she's running along rooftops and jumping across buildings while eluding baddies.  And she's able to find the exact place he they are being kept, and drop a gun down a vent so he can make an escape.

So, film over, right?

Nope.  Phoenix has been gashed in the throat and is slowly bleeding to death, and gets taken to another place, while Liam is saving his daughter from her pursuers and dispatching nameless baddies while trying to get to MIG.  And there's another big car chase, with Maggie Grace driving better than The Dukes Of Hazzard.

I guess she'll be able to pass that driving test when she takes it, eh?

Leave the jokes to me, alright?  It's punctuated with a scene that sum the movie up for me - doing unnecessary things.

When Liam has her drive them to the U.S. Embassy, but rather than pull up, makes her drive through the barricade and machine gun fire.  He makes a phone call to his CIA pals and tells them what he did so in order to make a call "so they don't get shot".  It allows for a not-touching moment of father and daughter to talk in a bullet riddled car, so he can find mama and "do what he does best".  Seriously, what the fuck.  That car would have been surrounded and fired on before he made any phone call.  It's like they made them do this stupid thing just to have a reason to include the CIA friends, who are unnecessary.

What happens next?

Liam retraces his steps and finds the MIG and his crew and his wife, killing his way through the fodder until it's just him and the lead henchman, who we are supposed to believe is a scary badass from his earlier interrogation scenes.

So they have an awesome fight!

Fight, yes.  Awesome, no.  This dude is like, a full foot shorter than Liam, and is kinda average.  Given the height and reach Liam advantage, we have to watch an unbelievable bout grappling in a bathhouse, that ends with Liam throwing him down, which breaks the guy's everything, and his finishing move is to cover the guy's face and close his eyes.  BECAUSE HE'S DEAD!  Very weak.

At least there's a big climax with MIG, right?

If you mean, that Liam uses the guy's phone to call MIG and find where he is in the bathhouse because it's ringing (apparently, nobody answers their phone in the movie), then yes.  The MIG is cowering in a corner, and Liam offers to let him live in order to stop the cycle of violence that would be created if he killed him, since Liam is as bored as we are and (in a very Roger Murtaugh-esque way) is "tired of it all".  So Liam, shows he'll willing to walk away from it and drops his gun, but the MIG picks it up and tries to shoot...but Liam has taken the remaining bullet out!

The MIG gets killed in a most unremarkable fashion by getting pushed against the wall.  He gets impaled on a clothes hanger or something that you see for a split second, but you can't really tell.  Yawn.

And he holds the wife safely, fade to black, roll credits...

Nope.  We get a few more satisfying minutes of Maggie Grace passing her driving test, and the whole family getting milkshakes at a generic restaurant at Any Pier, Los Angeles...with the boyfriend from the beginning showing up!

And thus the film is capped with more useless stuff, which continues the underwhelming end last half and basically sums up the movie.  Where Taken was an exciting film where you get to see Liam rack up a body count looking for his daughter, this sequel is unsatisfying, even on it's own, and definitely - like so much in the movie, unnecessary.




Saturday, January 5, 2013

Saturday Morning Videos - The Deep End


 Hand-drawn animation with ink, white-out, and coffee (of course coffee would be involved).

Friday, January 4, 2013

Cash Is Lord King


If you're going to the Vatican, better bring your wads of cash, because credit cards and electronic payments are as unwelcome as the devil.

Deutsche Bank Italia (German bank of Italy?) pulled its authorization at the start of 2013, after providing the Vatican with electronic payment services for 15 years. Newspapers reported the bank took the action because the Vatican has not yet fully complied with European Union safeguards against money laundering. And we all know that the church has meticulous records open to public review of how much money they take in. Oh, wait...

For those who need to pay for museum tickets, souvenirs and other services in the tiny city-state, they're outta luck unless they can miraculously get their hands on cash.

Of All the Comic Creators, Why Not Rob Liefeld?

Veteran comic book scribe Peter David, who penned many acclaimed story lines on such books as X-Factor and The Incredible Hulk, has been sidelined by a stroke.

He broke the news on his blog , writing "I cannot see properly and I cannot move my right arm or leg." A later post explained what occurred while the writer was on vacation. "We have a diagnosis, which is a small stroke in the Pons section of his brain," which is the main point for the nerves that control movement and balance within the body. His wife added he has "lost most of the use of his right arm, his right leg is incredibly weak, the vision in his right eye is blurry, and the right side of his face is drooping slightly" Aside from those Marvel comics, he also worked on DC's Young Justice and Aquaman, and numerous Star Trek novels.

Seriously, Rob Liefeld is shitty and would have been a fair trade so that Peter David could continue on un-afflicted. I love his run on the Hulk book, and one of my favorite stories of all time is the off-beat, stand-alone tale in issue 335, where the above picture comes from. Get well soon, Peter...and Liefeld, stop working on comics.

The Most Interesting Part Of The Twilight Saga

 

With a douchey name like Bronson Pelletier, he would not only have to be an actor, but have played a werewolf in one (or more - I don't know or care) of the Twilight movies. And to know that he got kicked off a plane for being too drunk, only to end up pissing all over the floor at LAX, well, seems to befit someone by the name of Bronson Pelletier.

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Apparently, Lucas Likes The Dark Side*

After selling Lucasfilm to Disney for billions, George Lucas has more than enough to throw a hell of a wedding for himself.

The 68-year-old Star Wars creator (and destroyer) is now engaged to his girlfriend of seven years, businesswoman Mellody Hobson.  It will be the second marriage for Lucas and the first for the 43-year-old president of Ariel Investments LLC, an investment management firm.  I hope he's thinking about a very elaborate wedding for the future, or a long honeymoon, because I don't want him anywhere near the next Star Wars film in 2015.

(*what, that's got context)

Awaiting Claim In The Lost And Found

If you were in the UK last year and stayed at a Travelodge, you may have left something...uh, odd behind.

Some of the other forgotten items include a set of false teeth with diamonds, the original wand that was used in the Harry Potter films and an 8-foot pop-up spray tanning booth.  Then there was a Persian Chinchilla kitten worth about $975. Odd, since the owner was in town for a cat show (no, really).  There was also the bucket of live crabs courtesy of a guest visiting the the Brighton Seafront Fish Festival.  And there was a pet python named Monty, and a micro pig named Percy - and fortunately not in the same room.  And somehow, a pair of breast implants.

One of the most popular items left behind were teddy bears, counting 76,500.  And I'm not sure if it was deliberate, but close to 7,000 copies of Fifty Shades of Grey were left behind.  Since you're probably wondering, the implants were for a guest en route to London for a cosmetic operation. Not sure what it is about being in England, but visitors can't keep track of their pussies or tits...

The Motivational Training Montage For All Time

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

The LA Underground


Our fair city (well, mine at least, and yours too if you live here) used to have a pretty large subway system, and though we still have the subterranean trains, like the rest of history, our present day is built upon the ruins of the past.



Awalkerinla (get it?) took the trek last year to revisit the parts of the metro from yesteryear, and shared the results on her blog.





Third Time's The Chump, Or The Corpse / Bride


Hugh Hefner, the most legendary poonhound of all time (sorry Mr. Chamberlain), decided it would be cheaper to marry Crystal Harris than to pay for a live-in nurse in his twilight years.

The 86-year-old Playboy founder got himself a third wife, and none other than his runaway bride, who left him at the altar in June 2011.  Frankly I'm surprised that he was so keen to get the 26-year-old back, considering the vast array of blondes arriving daily to Los Angeles who are willing to have Viagra instigated sex with old men for money and fame.  Plus there's the rotating cast of "girlfriends" to enjoy, all of which have been fairly interchangeable over the last 12 years of bachelorhood, which seems like a plus.  But perhaps she spoon fed him his oatmeal best (probably made the airplane noises).  At least he took time to get out of his adult diaper to class it up in his best captain's hat and clean bathrobe to pose - that proves it's special.

Word is they toasted with champagne and Metamucil.

I guess for a guy who probably always got whatever girl he wanted, she posed a challenge, but I can't add it all up.  Though I bet that even with her limited skill set Harris can - 'ol Hugh took Playboy private after 40 years, and the company is worth more than $200 million.  That makes for a big check for a widow...

Showtime At The Apollo


“The coin’s not in my hand—it couldn’t be. You know why? It’s on your left shoulder.”  Josh grew increasingly befuddled, as Robbins continued to make the coin vanish and reappear—on his shoulder, in his pocket, under his watchband. In the middle of this, Robbins started stealing Josh’s stuff. - from the incredible feature on arguably the the world's greatest professional pickpocket, Apollo Robbins.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

Certainly Not DRM-Free, Or All That Could Have Been

Like you, I have limited awareness of copyright law - mostly, that it exists and things are copyrighted.  And thanks to the 1976 Copyright Act, there's a shit-ton of stuff not in the public domain.

Prior to going into effect in 1978, the maximum copyright term was 56 years (an initial term of 28 years plus another 28 years if renewed. Under those laws, works published in 1956 would enter the public domain on January 1, 2013.  Now, those items are copyright for 70 years after the date of the author’s death, and corporate “works-for-hire” are copyrighted for 95 years after publication.  Here's a sampling of what you can't have for free:

Literature
Winston Churchill, A History of the English-Speaking Peoples, Volume I and Volume II
Philip K. Dick, Minority Report
Ian Fleming, Diamonds Are Forever
Fred Gibson, Old Yeller
Billie Holiday, Lady Sings The Blues
Alan Lerner, My Fair Lady
Eugene O’Neill, Long Day’s Journey Into Night
John Osborne, Look Back In Anger
Dodie Smith, 101 Dalmatians

Film
Around the World In 80 Days
Forbidden Planet
Godzilla, King of the Monsters!
It Conquered the World
The King and I
The Man Who Knew Too Much
Moby Dick
The Searchers
The Ten Commandments

Music
Let the Good Times Roll
Roll Over Beethoven
Who Do You Love?
Long Tall Sally
Fever
I Walk The Line
Que Sera, Sera
Heartbreak Hotel
Don't Be Cruel
Love Me Tender

Les Voleurs De Pommes


What's the hottest electronic gift of the season?  Stolen Apple products!

Verging on the point of trend, more Apple products were boosted, but this time, the bandits were overseas.  A few hours before midnight Monday night, the Apple Store near the building that hosts the Paris Opera was broken into by a group of masked men. After overpowering a janitor who was about to leave (what sounds less difficult to force your way past then a French janitor?), they skipped over the display products, cash registers, and safes.  their target was $1.3 million in boxed inventory.

The goods were loaded onto a truck conveniently waiting nearby. Although there was an increased police presence in the city for New Year's celebrations, the thieves were able to get away relatively easy due to the police focus on partiers.  It's a brilliant idea, with more gadgets and less heroin than the poorly executed plan from Killing Zoe (hence the lede photo)

All Is Quiet...



I'm surprised at myself for having not posted this ever in the nearly six years of the site, but then again, the radio stations play the shit out of it every year. Oh, we're all so clever. Next up, some Eurythmics or Garbage when it rains...

I poo-poo on the annual nonsense of resolutions, but I will say that I have rededicated myself to a more, er, consistent and daily posting schedule.  And I would like to fill in some of those gaps in the past, because there's scores of incomplete posts and stories earmarked for upload, so feel free to explore the archives.