Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label teenagers. Show all posts

Friday, June 2, 2017

Repost: Weird Science (June 6th at the Aut-O-Rama Drive-In)

[WEIRD SCIENCE screens Tuesday June 6th at 11:45 pm at the Aut-O-Rama Drive-In.]

Review by Charles Cassady, Jr.

Adolescent audiences eagerly flocked to it, critics hated John Hughes' WEIRD SCIENCE when it premiered in 1984 (what was I doing? Lots and lots of college homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs that I was never going to have). The persnickety movie-scribe establishment including Hughes supporters like Roger Ebert, took the movie as an almost personal betrayal by writer-director Hughes, whose 16 CANDLES, PRETTY IN PINK and THE BREAKFAST CLUB seemed to save society from many PORKY'S-inspired lowbrow 1980s youth comedies that were all about teen sex and revenge-pranks.

To them, Hughes was a cinematic messiah and master of mass-audience Teen Comedy-Dramas With Heart and Soul. Until WEIRD SCIENCE, of course, that suddenly dove head-first into exaggerated juvie sex references and revenge-pranks, taking full advantage of the newly created PG-13 rating.

Here is what the critics forgot (but which I probably could have told them, if I weren't busy doing lots of college studies and homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs I was never going to get. Have I neglected to mention that yet?):

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Pretty in Pink (August 7th at the Palace Theatre, Playhouse Square)


[PRETTY IN PINK  screens Thursday August 7th at 7:30 pm at the Palace Theatre, Playhouse Square.]

Review by Charles Cassady, Jr.

Actress Molly Ringwald and myself have a fateful tie. I don't believe you young, millennial attention-deficit/autistic kids reading the internet right now appreciate just how big an icon Molly Ringwald was in the 1980s. She made the covers of Time and Rolling Stone, acted in a series of teen-movies-with-heart scripted by John Hughes.

But here's the Charles Cassady connection. When I graduated from college during the darkest Reagan years, I had my first entertainment column - granted, only a monthly - with a magazine published for cinemas by a small New York ad agency. 

Friday, April 18, 2014

Weird Science (screens April 19 at midnight at the Capitol Theatre)

[WEIRD SCIENCE screens Saturday April 19th at midnight at the Capitol Theatre.]

Review by Charles Cassady, Jr.

Adolescent audiences eagerly flocked to it, critics hated John Hughes' WEIRD SCIENCE when it premiered in 1984 (what was I doing? Lots and lots of college homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs that I was never going to have). The persnickety movie-scribe establishment including Hughes supporters like Roger Ebert, took the movie as an almost personal betrayal by writer-director Hughes, whose 16 CANDLES, PRETTY IN PINK and THE BREAKFAST CLUB seemed to save society from many PORKY'S-inspired lowbrow 1980s youth comedies that were all about teen sex and revenge-pranks.

To them, Hughes was a cinematic messiah and master of mass-audience Teen Comedy-Dramas With Heart and Soul. Until WEIRD SCIENCE, of course, that suddenly dove head-first into exaggerated juvie sex references and revenge-pranks, taking full advantage of the newly created PG-13 rating.

Here is what the critics forgot (but which I probably could have told them, if I weren't busy doing lots of college studies and homework, you know, for that career and the good jobs I was never going to get. Have I neglected to mention that yet?):

Friday, February 1, 2013

Warm Bodies


Review by Pete Roche

The undead are so hip now that movies centered on brain-eating can hardly be considered niche anymore. Zombie films still perform well enough at the box office (I AM LEGEND, 28 DAYS LATER, RESIDENT EVIL) to ensure someone somewhere keeps churning them out.  Remakes of titles by zombie movie godfather George Romero arrived in 2004 and 2008, and flicks like SHAUN OF THE DEAD and ZOMBIELAND tweaked formula using the “buddy” template. 

With WARM BODIES, director Jonathan Levine (50/50) attempts to subvert the popular zombie genre by casting corpses as the unfortunate, morally ambiguous victims of an eight-year plague rather than the indisputably evil, flesh-craved villains of yore.  Based on Isaac Marion’s popular 2010 novel of the same name, it’s essentially an apocalyptic love story for the TWILIGHT set that fuses (mild) zombie violence with tropes from teenage romantic comedies.  In short, it’s a zom-rom-com.  Think ROMEO AND JULIET go to the morgue.  Heck, there’s even a balcony scene.

Friday, May 6, 2011

Devolved (out now on home video)

[DEVOLVED is out now on home video.]

Review by Charles Cassady Jr.

If it weren't for the DVD commentary I would have suspected DEVOLVED had been made by some angry loner who'd been bullied and stuffed into gym lockers and toilets throughout high school, then went to film college, then took dire revenge in comedy with the Vaudeville-broad satire of dumb jocks, cheerleaders, nerds, etc. Brighter for the average outcast youth than just walking into homeroom with a black trench coat and automatic weapon one day and opening fire, right? Right?

But "extras" say otherwise; director John Cregan claims he had a good time as a high- school geek, that the jocks were actually his friends, and that this low-budget frolic bloomed out of his twin desire to do a Lost parody and evoke an insecure monologue he heard from one of his athlete buddies bemoaning that for him maybe high-school football represented a peak in life. The farce - actually more Lord of the Flies than Lost, with a little BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN thrown in - concerns a bunch of California teens cast away on a lush island after the dumb jocks and their cheerleader girlfriends blow up their chartered Spring Break party boat. A very funny somber narrator, reminiscent of Woody Allen's TAKE THE MONEY AND RUN, describes how the "kids" - most of these actors could maybe pass for college seniors, with luck - divide into competing tribes, the "populars" and the "unpopulars." The latter consist of the science nerds, school-newspaper reporters and one cheerleader who made the mistake of weighing more than 110 pounds, and only they think out any sort of strategy to escape. The popular teens, under the domination of an alpha-quarterback, `The Rog,' want to stay on the island forever and establish a tribal kingdom where muscular athletes and their bimbo cheer-team girlfriends always stay on top, and prom night happens weekly. Silly power struggles and manipulations between the two groups go back and forth.

Sounds like one of those extreme-cult goofs, like the similarly island-bound TROMA'S WAR, full of gore, boobs, Toxic Avengers and high-speed bad taste, right? Right? Cregan stops short of that, even though he does throw in occasional T&A nudity and drug gags, though not to the point that they feel like the sole reason for the picture to exist. Humor is generally collegiate but in a good sort of way, with the giddy enthusiasm of the sexy young cast and some on-target zingers in the pitiless burlesque of exaggerated school cliques and stereotypes (The Rog calls his `unpopular' chief nemesis "Grisham" all the time because John Grisham is the only brainy-guy author-type whose name The Rog has been able to assimilate). Special guest star Chris Kattan shows up in a largely inert role - shot quickly in one day, as such cameos go in indie filmmaking - as a wounded football coach who also washes ashore. There's a chance DEVOLVED might show up in cult-classic annals; it depends on whether it's discovered by viewers who were unpopular in high school and enjoy/appreciate the vicarious vengeance - or whether it's rejected by viewers who were popular jocks in high school and are disappointed that Cregan didn't include more toplessness. Hard to tell which group predominates in the real world. As a hardcore "unpopular" I'm not optimistic. (2 out of 4 stars)