Oh my long walk in the wilderness has finally come to an end. The clouds have parted and sweet manna has fallen from the skies. After far too many weeks of complete cinematic apathy, this week offers up not one but three films I’m actually interested in. Somebody listened! Okay, it’s probably more a matter of wanting to roll out some heavy hitters to compete with the start of the fall TV season, but when you’ve been in the desert, you don’t think too hard about why that glass of water is there.
It’s not quite a clean sweep though. I’d never even heard of Baggage Claim until I saw a commercial for it the other night. It feels less like it’s being released and more like it’s being sprung. I guess it’s a sign of progress when we get a generic, by-the-numbers romantic comedy with a predominantly minority cast that isn’t associated with Tyler Perry in some way, but they don’t seem to be going out of their way to let people know about it. So without that Perry association, and in the face of some much higher profile releases, it’s going to have some tough going.
I found Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs entertaining enough, but I didn’t fall in love with it the way some people did. It came out in my “If it’s not Pixar it’s crap” phase, which may mean I didn’t quite give it a fair shake, but enough people did to give us Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2. Yeah, I know name recognition is everything, but would it have killed them to name it Partly Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs? Numbers are making us too lazy when it comes to titles. Anyway, as an aficionado of bad puns, the trailers for this have piqued my interest, especially, “There’s a leek in the boat!” That might be enough to earn my money right there.
As for Don Jon, that had my money the second Scarlett Johansson opened her mouth. Oh, don’t get me wrong, Joseph Gordon-Levitt is talented and likeable and all that, but ScarJo rocking that accent? That’s a siren call right there. Okay, prurient interest aside, this does look like a fun movie, it’s been getting really positive reviews for JGL’s acting and directing, and, according to Box Office Mojo, the latest entry in the Womanizer/Cad/Player genre. Such groundbreaking cinema deserves my movie dollar, regardless of what accent Scarlett is using.
If Ron Howard were a baseball player, he’d be the guy who hits maybe nine or ten home runs a season but has an amazing on-base percentage. He’s not a slugger like Spielberg, who has the potential of putting it over the fence every time, but he’s very rarely going to strike out, and can reliably put bat to ball. Why I’ve prefaced a movie about auto racing with an extended baseball analogy is why I’m toiling away here in relative obscurity and Howard gets to make movies like Rush. If he’s in Apollo 13 or Frost/Nixon mode here, I’ll be pleased. If we get the Howard of EdTV or The Da Vinci Code, I won’t be the least bit surprised. That’s Howard in a nutshell. But the subject matter and Chris Hemsworth continuing his grab for stardom definitely have me interested.
I haven’t been to the theater since I saw The World’s End at the end of August. September has been a dry month, but it looks like October will finally draw me back out again. Which is, oddly enough, the month where I start paying attention to baseball again. See, I knew there was a reason for that analogy.