Monthly Archives: November 2023

Movie Review – Thanksgiving (2023)

Hold onto your giblets, 3.5 readers. BQB here with a review of what I think will be this year’s surprise hit.

I love it when I go into a film thinking it’s going to be total drek, only to come out pleasantly surprised.

“But BQB,” you might say. “Why would you go to a movie if you think it’s going to be drek in the first place?”

Simple answer. I was bored af.

IMO, the promos didn’t look good. A pilgrim chopping up the residents of Plymouth, MA, home of the first Thanksgiving dinner, with an axe? No thanks.

But it turns out this is one twisted, outrageous dark comedy, a satire that sends up everything we know and love about our favorite holiday dedicated to gluttony as well as the slasher genre itself. I can tell you on a personal level, I can’t remember the last time I sat in a theater and heard an audience laugh and gasp in terror so if you can get out to your local cinema, it’s worth it.

The story centers around a group of dopey teenagers who, on one fateful Thanksgiving night, stop by a big box Walmart type store to shop before they go to a movie. A Black Friday mob has assembled and as shoppers push and shove their way toward the front of the store, things get ugly. Alas, the kids engage in some childish antics that inspire a riotous stampede, though in their defense, they’re stupid kids and how could they have known? As you might expect, many a shopper is killed in the fracas, often in sad, silly, and OK, yes, hilarious ways. This is an Eli Roth picture and if you know his work then that’s all you need to know.

Flash forward a year later and the town of Plymouth is still recovering from the box store melee. Many residents lost a loved one. The high school kids are all depressed over what happened. But as the next Turkey Day approaches, some maniac in a John Carver mask (as in John Carver, the pilgrim and governor of the original Plymouth Colony but the name takes on a new meaning as the murderer is literally carving victims up with an ax) targets the kids, picking them off one by one. He even goes outside the group, hacking up any town resident who displayed bad behavior during the riot – i.e. an idiot who filmed the massacre on his cell phone and streamed it rather than help people, an evil lady who physically attacked people just to save a buck on a waffle iron and so on.

It’s up to the kids to solve the mystery as they run down a list of townsfolk, each with their own motive, each who lost something or someone to the box store riot a year earlier. Patrick Dempsey headlines an otherwise talented cast of unknown young up and comers, playing the town sheriff tasked with unmasking the axe wielding lunatic. Since it takes place in MA, you can imagine the Boston accents are laid on thick and heavy by most of the actors involved, Dempsey included.

STATUS: Shelf-worthy. It’s a surprise winner, in my book, bound to become a guilty pleasure people will break out every Thanksgiving. It’s funny. It’s original. Though it has a predominantly young cast of late teen, early-twenty somethings, it doesn’t get bogged down in PC wokesterism as so many flicks catered to that age group do. It knows it has one job – to make you laugh and make you disgusted. It does both well, though a word of warning, at times, it does the latter too well. Do keep in mind, the killer is quite literally turning his victims into his own personal Thanksgiving dinner, with all the gore that entails, so if you’re squeamish, this one probably isn’t for you.

BONUS POINTS: Gina Gershon has a great early cameo and I’m too lazy to surf around to find out who he is, but the kid who played the gun nut “McCarty,” who supplies the gang with all their weapons to fight the baddie was funny and is someone to watch.

Movie Review – Napoleon (2023)

Will this review be your Waterloo, 3.5 readers?

BQB here with a review of the biopic of history’s most reviled short Frenchman.

It was a time when the French actually won wars and weren’t the cheese eating surrender monkeys you’ve come to know and love or chronically lampoon today. In the wake of the French revolution, where the rabble got way too guillotine happy and didn’t just guillotine the king and queen but also the king and queen’s friends, cousins, dog walkers, second cousins, pool boys, confidantes, and literally anyone who had ever sneezed in the same room for such was the hatred of the monarchy that they just lopped off the heads of anyone with even the most untenable six degrees of seperation to the monarchy, a power vacuum arises and Nappy Old Boy steps up to fill it.

Joaquin Phoenix plays Napoleon as an awkward nerd, a doofus obsessed with power but lacking the social skills to acquire it, relying on constant coaching from his mother and wife, Josephine (Vanessa Kirby) to drag his ass across the finish line. True enough, Nappy is a warrior through and through, a great strategist who knows how to kick ass, win battles, and conquer Europe, but he needs the ladies to teach him how to carry on with diplomacy and talking to heads of state and so forth. In Phoenix’s performance, we’re almost led to believe that Napoleon was somewhat of the Zuckerburg or Steve Jobs of his day, a true nerd’s nerd, brilliant but socially inept, full of great ideas but struggling to express those ideas, better at recruiting other geniuses and taking credit for their genius. Although make no mistake – he was a battlefield genius.

Vanessa Kirby steals the show as Josephine and this is arguably just as much her movie as it is Napoleon’s. The French power couple fall in love and theirs is a love that is equal parts nourishment and poison. They lift each other up – Napoleon pulls her out of low social status caused by her deceased cheating husband and years of false imprisonment from the revolution. Josephine quite literally bangs the self-confidence Napoleon needs to be a better ruler into him with her vagina. The whole thesis of the flick is literally that if Josephine had not been so good at banging, Napoleon would not have conquered Europe, so ladies, the next time you’re down on your husband for his lack of ambition, consider upping your sex game.

Alas, they hurt each other as well. Old Josie can’t go long without the wang and Nappy’s job takes him on long work trips, so she goes in search of said wang elsewhere, which causes Nappy great pain and sorrow. Meanwhile, Nappy wants an heir, not just for his personal ego but for the stability of Europe, and Josie’s old dried up cooch can’t produce one, so he casts her aside, even though to do so causes him further great sorrow. Theirs is a great love story of two people whose love was so strong that when it worked they caused each other great joy and when it didn’t they brough each other great misery. There wasn’t much of a middle ground.

Phoenix is great in this role, playing the fumbling nerd well. In one scene, he psyches himself out, preparing to deliver a clever, biting ultimatum to a rival king but once in his presence, the best he can do is shout, “You think you’re so great because you have boats!” and then storm off. I could see Phoenix getting noms, though he has won before.

Personally, I believe this will go down as Kirby’s big breakthrough role. She’s been piling up solid performances for years. You might know as one of the villains in the latest Mission Impossible flicks. She’s delightfully British in a playful sort of way. Not to be gauche but I added her to the top of my fap list awhile ago and soon she’ll be a household name as I’d be very surprised if she doesn’t take home an Oscar for playing the woman who humped Napoleon into emperordom.

The movie take a structure of Nappy’s greatest hits, so if you know the history, you might already know the story. A little more depth into his childhood, why he was such an awkard doofus and so on would have been nice. Josephine is also a prolific ho-bag and it would have been nice to explore what made her such a ho-bag. But the movie has a lot of ground to cover so it doesn’t get into the nitty gritty deets. Still a great flick.

STATUS: Shelf-worthy. I’d like to thank Hollywood for not effing this up. In recent months, I’ve lost faith in Hollywood. I’d been looking forward to this one, but I’ve looked forward to other movies, only to find them to be woke stinkburgers. I feared this would be the same. Perhaps Napoleon would be turned into a gay trans biracial lesbian fighting the patrarchical Wellington at Waterloo and I’d demand my money back. But nope. They played the history pretty straight.

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Movie Review – The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)

Are you…are you…coming to this review?

Seriously, come to this review, 3.5 readers.

Normally, I would say that prequels are the lowest form of content. The proprietors of an IP have mined a profitable idea for all it was worth and years later, decide there’s one last nugget of gold to grab in the form of a backstory about the hero’s second-cousin’s uncle’s sister’s former room mate’s podiatrist’s nephew’s dog walker’s brother-in-law’s harrowing adventure through taxidermy school. Don’t believe me? See the Many Saints of Newark for more information. Did we need a prequel movie about Tony Soprano’s uncle? No. We needed at least 5 more seasons of Tony Freakin’ Soprano.

But House of the Dragon turned out to be way more awesome than the last few seasons of the original Game of Thrones and knock me over with a feather, because I found this tale set long before the days of Katniss Everdeen to be quite intriguing, though the critics seem to be giving it mixed reviews.

As it turns out, the elderly villain of the original flicks, Coriolanus Snow, played opposite Jennifer Lawrence by Donald Sutherland, wasn’t always such a dick cheeseburger with extra turd fries. In his youth, he strived to be a good man with idealistic goals. This is the story of how the world, as it so often does, takes a young person with dreams of doing good, chews them up, and spits out a total asshole. (SIDENOTE: Hollywood, I’ve got a great screenplay about how I once dreamed of doing great things only to be chewed up and spit out by the world and became the proprietor of a blog that’s only read by 3.5 readers, if you’re interested.)

Tom Blyth plays said young a-hole, I assume because he bears a striking resemblance to a young Donald Sutherland. He plays it well, with Young Snow being a student at university in the Capitol that trains mentors to guide Hunger Games tributes, because in this world, that’s totally a thing.

The Snows once had a great reputation, thanks to father and war hero Crassus Snow, but since his death in battle, they’ve fallen on hard times and Corio hopes to put the clan back on top once again by rising through the ranks of dystopian government. He sees his tribute, Lucy Grey (Rachel Zegler), a young woman from the famed District 12 (home to arrow slinging Katniss!) as his ticket to the big time. And given her ability to sing so sweetly that she can even charm venomous snakes into submission (literally), he might have a shot at moving up in the world.

But alas, we’re in the Hunger Games, and treachery ensues. Corio faces treachery from all sides, from classmates, to a conniving professor (Peter Dinklage) and must even cross beloved friends just to stay alive. Eventually, as oft happens to most aspiring politicians, he loses sight of the good he hoped to achieve, and his life just becomes all about kept his head above water in the sea of assholes he dove into on purpose.

This is the first performance I’ve seen by Rachel Zegler, she who has been panned greatly by Internet dweebs for claiming her turn in the upcoming reboot of Snow White would see Old Snowy as a strong, independent woman who doesn’t need dwarves or a prince and while I agree with the criticism about changing Snow White’s source material, I have to say I found her quite charming in this and disagree with the trolls who claim she’s literally worse than Hitler. Fun fact: to date, no one has ever literally been worse than Hitler. Some have come close, like Stalin and Pol Pot and Mao but no one has beaten Hitler yet in terms of evil and so I don’t think the girl who wants Snow White to be a bra burning feminist even lands in the same ball park or same series of ball parks or even the same time zone of ball parks as Hitler.

STATUS: Shelf-worthy.

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Movie Review – Old Dads (2023)

These Dads are freakin’ old, 3.5 readers. BQB here with a review.

Ah, Bill Burr. He’s the only comedian out there taking on the veritable treasure trove of comedic material that is wokeness and making a fortune doing it. Surprisingly, Netflix, the champion streaming service of wokeness, allows him to do it because they know a cash cow when they see one.

If you’re a fan of BB’s comedy, you know he became a dad late in life at age 50 and suffered culture shock when he found non-stop, daily disagreement with the much younger generation of moms and dads of the friends of his kid. This is bound to happen. Millenials parent one way and Gen X? Another way entirely.

Well, Bill finally got around to making a movie about it. Here, he stars with two other old dads, played by Bobby Cannavale and Bokeem Woodbine, the trio of BFFS all had kids late in life and all must now circumnavigate a strange new world of parenting that includes talking about feelings and emotions and being non-judgmental when damn it, the old dads never met a problem that walking it off and rubbing some dirt on it can’t cure.

NOT TO GIVE AWAY A SPOILER, but the funniest scene, IMO is when Bill’s character, Jack, calls an obnoxious school principal a (brace yourself) CUNT! after she rags on him incessantly for picking up his son late. Truth be told, the principal’s rant was a bit much, but Bill’s use of the c-word was like dropping an atomic bomb to kill a fruit fly.

This is a mere set up the for the humor that comes next. At the urging of his wife, Leah (fans of the League will be happy to see Katie Asleton back in action), Bill arrives at the school, hat in hand to give an apology, only to be force to not only apologize to the principal, but to his surprise, an assembly of 50 parents and students called in, each with their grievance about the comment, most of whom were not present when the word was dropped. “I’m sorry I said this in front of 6 of you and that those 6 then when on to tell fifty,” Bill says.

I admit the older I get, the more I feel like an alien in the modern world. Sometimes there are improvements that I think were a long time coming. Sometimes there are nonsense trivialities that make me think we are a nation of crybabies that will be easily invaded and conquered any day now. The answer seems to be for generations to stick to their own peers when it comes to socializing, but when you’re a 50 year old dad, you have no choice but to spend time with the 20 and 30 something year old parents who think words are violence, microaggressions can make you worse than Hitler and all offenses must be mediated on twitter.

STATUS: Shelf-worthy. Double spoiler – there’s a scene where Bill and the boys are talking about hot chicks and one of their younger dad peers is disgusted by the objectification of women and I hate to say it but its been forever since I’ve been able to converse with dudes about hot chicks because even men my age have bought into this. What has life come to if we can’t talk about hot chicks? Sad! Sad, I say!

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Movie Review – Fool’s Paradise (2023)

Hollywood ain’t all it’s cracked up to be, 3.5 readers.

BQB here with a review of Hulu’s latest comedy.

You might know Charlie Day as the loveable janitor on It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Here, he breaks out in a movie of his very own, and becomes a veritable Charlie Chaplin, bringing a modern take to vaudeville schtick.

Day plays a helpless, homeless, mute mental patient, dumped into the middle of LA by an overburdened mental facility that doesn’t have the funding to take care of him anymore. He’s instantly snatched up by movie producer Ray Liotta (one of his last roles and it’s so sad to see him so full of life only to realize, well, that he no longer is). Liotta’s Western film is struggling due to a troublesome actor who bears a striking resemblance to Day’s mental patient, but who simply won’t cooperate.

Said mental patient is accidentally named Latte Pronto, due to a mixup with a coffee order, and through a series of comedic misunderstandings, he goes down the rabbit hole of super stardom, never saying a word, never doing anything of any importance really, just lucking out as he happens to be in the right place at the right time each step of the way, getting ushered from one opportunity to the next from a cavalcade of all-star cameos, from his energy drink addicted down and out publicist Ken Jeong, to his fast talking agent Edie Falco (perhaps her best role since the Sopranos), to his whirlwind tabloid marriage to a famous actress (Kate Beckinsale) to a foray into politics aided by John Malkovich.

Aided by the various cast members of the Always Sunny gang, Latte achieves great fame and glory with all its ups and downs, but like iron pyrite, discovers that Tinseltown is only a paradise for fools.

As a comedy fan, I enjoyed this flick because it had plenty of classic jokes that were just there for the sake of comedy. No lessons or story behind them, nothing of real value, just there for a setup and a punchline. The downside is that while I appreciated all the gags, none of them were real gutbusters. I never really openly guffawed, just a mild smirk here and there. Day’s overall premise is that fame boils down to being in the right place at the right time and any fool can do it, even a bumbling idiot mental patient with nothing to say…so I don’t know if that means if all of us nobodies should be happy that we avoided such a silly business or mad that we didn’t get our piece of the action if getting it is so easy? (The title of the film would suggest the former, though I assume Day is happy with his lot in life.)

STATUS: Shelf-worthy.

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