Showing posts with label jeff bridges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label jeff bridges. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 15, 2023

Surf's Up (2007)

I wasn't sure I would ever get around to watching this. It was clearly riding the wave of success from March of the Penguins and especially Happy Feet, and the ad I saw didn't suggest much of a plot. But now SU actually has slightly higher IMDb and Rotten Tomatoes ratings than HF. Besides, I wanted something short from my Netflix list, and this runs 85 minutes.

Teen penguin Cody (Shia Laboeuf) has been the only surfer in an otherwise busy, disapproving Antarctic community when he gets the chance to enter Pen-Gu Island's 10th annual contest in memory of his idol. He soon finds himself in a practice face-off with longtime champion Tank (Diedrich Bader), the sports flick's requisite jerk. The resulting wipeout leaves Cody in critical condition, and Lani (Zooey Deschanel), the lifeguard on whom he has an instant crush, desperately takes him to a hideaway in the island's rainforest, where her washed-up, largely apathetic uncle (Jeff Bridges), who goes by "Geek," can look after him. Once Cody's on his feet, he and Geek have a lot to teach each other in the three days before the contest, which includes a region of deadly rocks.

Friday, December 9, 2022

The Iceman Cometh (1973)

At 239 minutes, spread across two discs each with an intermission, this is probably the longest movie I've ever seen. (Don't you believe any list that claims Gone with the Wind is longest.) Add in the basis on a nonmusical play for adults, which usually means mostly talking in a single room, and you know you're gonna need patience. The fame of the title, the unlikelihood of me reading or watching the play, and the desire to challenge myself gave me the courage to sit through it across two nights.

In 1912 New York, the ironically named Harry Hope (Fredric March in his final role) owns a seedy bar/boarding house whose regular patrons/residents are a miserable bunch I wouldn't care to meet. Apparently the first out-of-the-ordinary event on screen is the arrival of a new guy (young Jeff Bridges), who's run into trouble and wants help from a former comrade in the anarchist movement with a death wish, Larry Slade (Robert Ryan, who did die before the film's release). Regardless, bartender Rocky Pioggi (Tom Pedi) and the other patrons look forward to Harry's 60th birthday party that evening, not least for the semiannual visit of their pal Theodore "Hickey" Hickman (Lee Marvin), whose past purportedly funny story about his wife's infidelity with an iceman partly explains the title. But Hickey's not the same man when he arrives. He'll still buy everyone drinks, yet he doesn't feel a need for any himself. He says he's found peace and wants everyone to do the same, by giving up their pipe dreams.

Friday, July 1, 2022

Starman (1984)

It took a gradual buildup of information trickling to me over the years to get me interested in this flick. Moderately good reception. The mid-'80s. Sci-fi. Romance. Jeff Bridges, with an Oscar nod. John Carpenter. Eventually, I got tired of seeing the title without knowing the rest.

Paranoid officials fire missiles at an alien ship, which crash-lands in the Wisconsin wilderness. The one alien aboard (Jeff Bridges) enters the nearest house, finds photos and DNA of a dead man, and assumes the man's shape, accidentally freaking out the man's widow, Jenny (Karen Allen). He strong-arms Jenny into helping him travel to Barrington Crater, site of a previous ET visit, within three days. It's not just the hostile government that worries him; apparently, something in the atmosphere is toxic to him, or else he's missing something vital. Jenny initially tries to escape her kidnapper but develops sympathy and eventually...well, see a hint in my first paragraph.

Friday, July 24, 2020

Arlington Road (1999)

Hmm, I probably shouldn't have picked two movies in a row in which the FBI doesn't look so good. And it's not like I couldn't tell as much from the Netflix description. Well, at least this time, the agents make honest mistakes, albeit without apology. Also, their role is small enough to omit from the first paragraph of my summary.

In a Virginia town near D.C., Michael (Jeff Bridges) finds fourth-grader Brady Lang (Mason Gamble) badly hurt from a firework mishap. After reaching a hospital in time, he realizes that he hardly knows the Langs despite living across the street and having a son about the same age as Brady, Grant (Spencer Treat Clark). The grateful Lang parents, Oliver (Tim Robbins) and Cheryl (Joan Cusack), seem eager to befriend Michael and his girlfriend, Brooke (Hope Davis). But before long, Michael notes something fishy, and further investigation indicates Oliver's dishonesty. Could he be, y'know, the sort of criminal who can easily inspire a son to experiment with explosives?

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Hell or High Water (2016)

Whew, now I've seen half the Academy Best Picture nominees in time for the awards show. This was the only one available to rent that I hadn't seen yet, and it's not showing in a theater near me. Fortunately, it doesn't lose much on a small screen.

In what I take to be present-day Texas, brothers Toby (Chris Pine) and Tanner (Ben Foster) commit a series of bank robberies. Although Tanner's unhinged and Toby's a rookie, they're relatively careful as robbers go; for instance, they leave the larger bills behind and take too little at any given branch for the FBI to bother investigating. Nearly retired Ranger Hamilton (Jeff Bridges) decides he'll finally see some action, setting out with dubious comrade Parker (Gil Birmingham) to track them down. The title, which gets spoken at one point, refers to an imminent deadline for the boys to make a big payment....

Saturday, August 13, 2016

The Little Prince (2015)

I never read the novella by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, tho a friend of mine loves it. All I had gleaned was the prince's appearance, his habitation of a tiny planetoid, and his sad parting from a talking fox. Further study confirms that it's quite solemn in spite of a whimsical, seemingly kid-friendly setup. But this animation isn't a direct adaptation; rather, it's a story about the story.

As in the novella, nobody has a stated name. The protagonist is an eight-year-old girl (Mackenzie Foy, who already starred in an animation connected to France) whose mother (Rachel McAdams), while affectionate, has way too strict a plan for her life. They move next door to an eccentric old pariah (Jeff Bridges) who turns out to be the novella's narrator and illustrator, eager to share his story with whoever will listen. The girl rebels against Mom's schedule to learn about the spacefaring boy (who doesn't seem to be a literal prince) whom the man claims to have met in a desert. What we get must be a highly capsulized version of the story -- leaving room for much more....