Tales of corporate greed and espionage are rarely as fresh and boisterous as Steven Soderbergh’s — director of “Ocean’s Eleven” — new film “The Informant!” Although the exclamation mark seems a bit silly, it is a necessary addendum to the film’s title, obligatorily expressing the film's inherent zaniness. But don’t let the seemingly lighthearted aura fool you — “The Informant!” contains many layers of depth, delving into the psyche of a compulsive liar.
Matt Damon (“The Bourne Ultimatum”) packs on a few pounds to play the aforementioned fibber, Mark Whitacre, who is a high-ranking executive at agricultural powerhouse Archer Daniels Midland. Despite enjoying the spoils of a cushy career, he begins to tattle to the FBI about his company’s association in a massive price-fixing conspiracy. Whitacre even begins to wear a wire for the feds in hopes of implicating his superiors and taking over the company, but his squealing only snowballs into a never-ending landslide of lies as he perpetually deceives his company, the FBI and even himself.
Check out the full review here.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
The Informant! Review
Monday, September 14, 2009
Awesome Bollywood Video of the Week - 9/14
This week's video is a more unconventional bollywood dance number. As you'll notice, there is little choreographed dancing, except for the two Elvis impersonators flailing about. Aside from them, this is a good representation of a typical Indian wedding - the decorations, the music, the clothes.
The song is called "Emotional Attyachar" from the movie "Dev D." Its really good. I'll lend you the DVD. The song title translates to "Emotional Torture" because, of course some girl broke our hero's heart and now he is drowning his sorrows over the course of the video. Just like in last edition's "Desi Girl", you'll notice a lot of Hinglish.
Example: Bol Bol why did you ditch me? (Tell me, tell me...english)
Zindagi bhi lele yaar kill me (Here, take my life, kill me)
Bol Bol why did you ditch me whore? (yes, they say whore in a Hindi song)
Whiteout Review
Sometimes, at the Daily I have to review really crappy films. This was one of them.
"Whiteout"
A murder mystery in Antarctica is an intriguing concept, especially considering the sheer originality of its sequestered setting. The lack of a permanent human population and gravely cold temperatures have made the chilly continent mostly extrinsic in cinema circles, save for “March of the Penguins,” but its isolation and hazardous environment are ideal for inciting thrills and placing characters in peril. Yet, “Whiteout” fails to capitalize on its unusual locale, instead becoming a film that relies upon enough genre conventions to leave one scouring for synonyms of the word “cliché.” 
Based on the comic book of the same name, “Whiteout” follows U.S. Marshall Carrie Stetko (Kate Beckinsale, “Underworld”), stationed on an Antarctic base, as she investigates the grisly death of a geologist. She is under a severe time constraint— the base is going to be evacuated in three days, before the devastating Antarctic winter sets in. Stetko must confront an important moral dilemma: should she get the hell out of Antarctica and leave the crime to other authorities, or follow her case to the end and be stranded on the base for the next six months. Naturally, our virtuous lead (read: generic) chooses the latter option.
Other characters in “Whiteout” fill a checklist of unabashed stereotypes: the nurturing doctor nearing retirement (Tom Skerritt, TV’s “Brothers & Sisters”), the straight arrow UN officer (Gabriel Macht, “The Spirit”) and the cocky pilot with an unquenchable libido (Alex O’Loughlin, TV’s “Moonlight”). As expected, any sort of development for each lethargically performed character is nonexistent.
This lack of character depth doesn’t hurt the film, as Stetko’s own “dark past” is yet another hackneyed, superfluous element of the story. This backstory, supposedly showing the audience her vulnerability and toughness, unfolds through a series of sepia-toned flashbacks — so you know it was a long time ago. Her character “revelation” is not only predictable, it severely disrupts the flow of the film, often causing it to feel more like a Lifetime Original Movie than a high-tension thriller.
This is unfortunate, as “Whiteout” sets a perfect pace with a marvelous plane crash in its opening sequence. But the filmmakers included too much dialogue, too many extraneous subplots and too little action to maintain the level of excitement. 
Among the film’s few bright spots is its clever mixing of genres – Stetko’s encounters with the pickaxe-wielding villain resemble a scene from a slasher movie, with a frenetic camera following the silent, menacing killer as he chases his prey through gale-force blizzards. If the entire film had followed the approach of these well-crafted but sparse confrontations, the result may have been a competent horror movie.
“Whiteout” features several breathtaking shots of the Antarctic landscape (Hopefully they weren’t constructed through CGI, but they probably were). Of course, since there’s little else the filmmakers have to be proud of in the film, these shots are frustratingly overused, contributing to the brutally slow pace of this a poor excuse for an action thriller.