Directed by: Peter Chelsom // Written by: Marc Klein // Starring: John Cusack, Kate Beckinsale, Jeremy Piven, Molly Shannon, Eugene Levy
It makes no sense how much I can enjoy this movie still. A scene barely passes by without something that, one some level, bugs the living shit out of me. Kate Beckinsale’s breathy acting, Jeremy Piven’s awful best man’s speech, the kid inexplicably dressed as Satan during Christmas, John Corbett’s entire character, John Cusack deciding to have a lay down in the middle of a rink while people are skating… it’s all ridiculous or terrible. Then there’s the fact that I don’t even slightly believe in anything this film is selling in terms of fate and destiny; nor do I find the idea particularly appealing. So I should find it contemptible. And yet it’s quite possible I’ve seen this film more than any other, at least in my adult years. It’s absolutely crazy. I guess John Cusack, New York at Christmas and Kate Beckinsale’s looks are enough to right a lot of cinematic wrongs.
Directed by: Anthony & Joe Russo // Written by: Christopher Markus, Stephen McFeely & Ed Brubaker // Starring: Chris Evans, Scarlett Johansson, Samuel L. Jackson, Robert Redford, Sebastian Stan, Anthony Mackie, Cobie Smulders
Yeah, I dug this in a pretty big, bad way. The plot was okay, if maybe a tad overblown, but I thought they did an amazing job of getting Captain America over as a premiere superhero. Here’s this guy who’s not the “genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist” in a robot suit, nor a god, nor a monster… and this movie totally convinced me he hangs with those guys anyway. I just absolutely loved him, all honourable and patriotic and bounding around all super cool like. Honestly, I have no idea of what anyone else might think, but for me this movie did for Captain America what Robert Downey Jr. and co. did for Iron Man that first time around, which is a massive achievement.
Probably nestles behind Iron Man and The Avengers as my third favourite Marvel movie so far.