Kevin Lima and Adam Shankman direct Amy Adams , Patrick Dempsey, Susan Sarandon, James Marsden, Idina Menzel and Maya Rudolph in this fantasy musical romcom series where an animated Disney Princess comes to life and hits the streets of New York.

There’s a perfect overhead shot near the start of the original Enchanted. Giselle – stuck in a massive, impractical meringue of a fairy tale wedding dress – is forced down into a Time Square subway by the hustle and bustle of the metropolis, only to re-emerge dishevelled and transported, shell shocked, up into another borough without a noticeable edit. A family movie doesn’t need this level of sweep. But every element of Enchanted is just that setting better than it needs to be. Especially Amy Adams, who hits every song, joke and sexy naïf moment with aplomb. She’s the best fish-out-of-water to lose it in the Big Apple since Mick Dundee. In a strange way this could easily have been the last great blockbuster of the Eighties. It just arrived a couple of decades late. The movie was a deserved sleeper smash and landed her swiftly on the A-List.

15 years is probably far too long to wait to reheat what worked. Though you can completely understand why they have returned to the well for Disenchanted. The overly fussy plot takes 50 minutes to get to the central hook (Giselle makes a bad wish that threatens both worlds, and is slowly turning her into an evil stepmother). There’s only one good song. Amy Adams is lit rather tragically rather than just accepting her natural mature beauty. The jokes aren’t really there. It looks flat, washed out, uninspired. At least Idina gets a tune this time.

Neither film in the series are perfect. The finales feel perfunctory – never fully exploiting their well cast and strongly established villains. You always crave a little more time in the perfectly animated Andalasia (which looks more Don Bluth than Disney Renaissance). Dempsey is a creaky himbo romantic interest. Yet what the first movie had was eager charm, the second one certainly feels more craven. We come to these films to see magic and romance triumph. Not algorithms and contract fulfilments.

7/4

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Greg Mottola directs Jon Hamm, Lorenza Izzo and Marcia Gay Harden in this detective comedy where undercover reporter I.M. Fletcher tries to track down some stolen masterpieces and the kidnapped Count whose daughter he is fucking.

Mad amount of affection for the Fletch movies and novels. So its fair to say I was going to give this an easy pass on opening night. An “easy pass” is a fair assessment. There are only a few truly funny scenes (thank you, Annie Mumolo) and I missed the sarcastic narration and Harold Faltermeyer score. These are quibbles – this is purposely built to be gently entertaining, more like a pilot for a very attractive Sunday evening TV series. Hamm might bring a different energy than Chevy Chase but he fits the character like a glove. Pretty much every face in the deep cut ensemble has quirky comedy chops. Marcia Gay Harden notably hits her mark every time she mispronounces our anti-hero’s name as “Flesh”. As good as Knives Out in my opinion.

6

Perfect Double Bill: Tag (2018)

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Ruben Östlund directs Harris Dickinson, Charlbi Dean and Woody Harrelson in this dark satire where two influencers on a cruise for the megarich find themselves engulfed in chaos.

Fun if a little obvious at times. The final act contains the best moments. It is a true ensemble piece and the less recognisable players really come into their own as the satire erupts.

7

Perfect Double Bill: The Menu (2022)

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David Hand, James Algar, Samuel Armstrong, Graham Heid, Bill Roberts, Paul Satterfield and Norman Wright direct Donnie Dunagan, Hardie Albright and John Sutherland in this animated Disney tale of a young fawn learning about the wonders of the forest and the dangers of man as he grows up.

Like Fantasia, I admire the beauty and craft. Like Fantasia, I wouldn’t rush to rewatch it. Aside from Bambi’s most infamous sequences, there’s very little here that ain’t either whiny or vapid. Really feels aimed at tots – I know it is a cartoon. And having said all that, the only character I looked forward to popping in and out was the excessively cutesy wootsy skunk, Flower.

5

Perfect Double Bill: The Fox And The Hound (1981)

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John G. Avildsen directs Jack Lemmon, Jack Gilford and Laurie Heineman in this drama where a harried factory owner has to make some tough calls when his business is on the line.

An Oscar winning turn for Jack – deserved but movie exists almost solely to deliver that gold. I ain’t complaining as he’s glorious in a role that is both layered, challenging, beautifully written… even if it is obvious legacy bait. Gives you a searing summation of the White American psyche under Nixon, pre-Watergate.

7

Perfect Double Bill: Glengarry Glen Ross (1992)

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Sylvester Stallone directs John Travolta, Cynthia Rhodes and Finola Hughes in this sequel to Saturday Night Fever where Tony Manero is now struggling as a wannabe professional dancer on Broadway.

Thrusting. Sweating. Stropping. This was a big hit back in its summer but its reputation now stinks like a flop. The critics hated it. It seemingly has no cultural footprint these days. My sister used to watch it a lot. So much of it feels pretty familiar even if I never knowingly sat and watched it teeth to tits as a child. The love story is risible and it is hard to have any sympathy for Travolta’s lead. He’s a dick, self-destructive and toxic to the women who do care for him. Yet the auditions, rehearsals and big gaudy stage show finale have a real thump to them. Stallone tries to match the electricity of Rocky… only with a lot more simulated dance sex and leather. Staying Alive never matches the emotional intelligence of A Chorus Line… nor the camp overload of Showgirls… but it is at least a notable stepping-stone towards both superior movies. And I kinda preferred this in spits and spots to the dated disco-era “classic” it continues on from.

5

Perfect Double Bill: Saturday Night Fever (1977)

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Alan Arkin directs Elliott Gould, Marcia Rodd and Vincent Gardenia in this black comedy based on the off Broadway stage play about a woman with a highly dysfunctional family who starts dating a closed-off, depressive outsider.

Probably the closest any American film has gotten to Buñuel… yet that doesn’t mean it was particularly funny or competent. You can’t take your eyes of the constant abrasive strangeness of it all but there’s little to enjoy… and a tragedy that strikes at the start of third act crippled the film for me rather than reinvigorated it. That shock doesn’t come completely out of blue – the movie is at its best showing a mad, violent world (a society slowly giving up on any airs and graces) in the mid-ground. Little Murders is a cult item of family disharmony that maybe has too over inflated a reputation as an overlooked gem. Good Donald Sutherland cameo as a hippy preacher.

4

Perfect Double Bill: Joe (1970)

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William Friedkin directs David Caruso, Linda Fiorentino and Chazz Palminteri in this erotic thriller where a DA investigates a murder that might dirty his best friend and her lawyer husband.

Joe Ezsterhas microwaves the leftovers of his hit Basic Instinct script. Friedkin ignores the iffy road map and makes something that often is confusing and aggressive but rarely arousing or mysterious. Fiorentino, looks a million bucks but feels poorly served as the possible eponymous Belle-De-Jour. This flop pretty much ended Caruso’s all-in bid, shirt and shoes, at movie stardom. He was and is wrong for this kinda role and often feels lost in scenes he should be anchoring. Having said all that there are spikes of chaotic excitement. A car chase that grinds to an almost halt in a parade is random and frustrating and exactly what I love about Friedkin. And a poor man’s Basic Instinct is better than our current state of affairs: no Jades or Slivers or Fatal Attractions at all. Treat it like a mindless entertainment – don’t follow the plot, don’t invest in the characters. Just enjoy the discordant motions.

3

Perfect Double Bill: The Last Seduction (1994)

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Howard Hawks directs Cary Grant, Jean Arthur and Rita Hayworth in this action romance where a pretty tourist falls in with a bunch of daredevil mail delivering pilots who are risking their lives in South America.

Easy going adventure / romance / drama / situation comedy movie with musical number bunged in for the gals. Never boring but you do have to wonder why this is held in quite such high esteem… Jean Arthur is the lead and she disappears off screen for a solid twenty minutes, only to fall though a door when the screenwriters remember we should be following her too.

8

Perfect Double Bill: Wings (1927)

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Tobe Hooper directs JoBeth Williams, Craig T. Nelson and Beatrice Straight in this blockbuster horror, produced and written by Spielberg, where a suburban family finds their house taken over by other worldly spirits.

There should be whole semesters at film school about Poltergeist, auteur theory and which scene bears whose imprint most dominantly. The neighbourhood set-ups of duelling remote controls and moving kitchen stools is pure Spielberg… see also: the lightshow. The moments when the spirit plane is crossed and the family unit is put through the wringer, suffering wounds of Exorcist worthy existential dread… well, you gotta wonder what else Hooper… director of Texas Chainsaw and The Funhouse brought to the party, even as a hired gun. Poltergeist has a nasty core, far nastier than anything Spielberg has ever really dabbled in (and I know the man has made masterpieces about the Holocaust and slavery). It is just cosseted in the everyday ruffles of an Amblin movie. On the big screen this still pops… and we rarely lose sight of the two storey house so the spectacle is all in camera in more ways than one. The effects are of their time – and look as exactly how I want my trick photography to look. The much spoofed “They’re Here” moment still is pleasingly eerie. “This house is clean” though is now laughable, especially when you know we still have 30 minutes of bad road ahead. This was my Halloween / Birthday movie trip for 2022 … so anyone following this blog now knows what a backlog of movie posts I am currently ploughing through.

8

Perfect Double Bill: Poltergeist II: The Other Side (1986)

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