A light weekend. James, you’re up for November.
The film to see this weekend is Nightcrawler (78), a swim through the sewers of dodgy journalists. Jake Gyllenhaal is getting raves, though you never know what you’re going to get with him, and I can just picture our own Brian C. debating whether to see this or not. Michael Phillips: “Despite the familiarity of its themes — the bottom-feeding news media; the pathology born of extreme isolation and a little too much online time; the American can-do spirit, perverted into something poisonous — Gilroy’s clever, skeezy little noir is worth a prowl.”
I liked this line from Las Vegas Weekly’s Josh Bell regarding Horns (45): “Joe Hill, son of Stephen King, has followed in his father’s footsteps by becoming a horror novelist, and with Horns, he continues on that path by seeing one of his books made into a mediocre movie.” Daniel Radcliffe stars a guy who wakes up one day with, well, figure it out.
Before I Go to Sleep (41) reads like a weak remake of Memento, or 50 First Dates, as a woman (Nicole Kidman) forgets her recent past every time she goes to sleep. Maybe we could forget the movie after we go to sleep? Stephen Holden: “If it weren’t for the diligent performances of its stars, who inject some emotional depth into this bogus claptrap, Before I Go to Sleep would be an unwatchable, titter-inducing catastrophe.”
Happy Halloween, everyone!