Box Office: “Dracula” shows some bite, “Meet the Mormons” march into Top Ten

“Dracula Untold” isn’t particularly scary, didn’t bowl over anybody reviewing it. But as an origin epic, it’s not bad. Luke Evans is a passable lead, Dominic Cooper a passable villain and as the ancient vampire passing on the tradition, Charles Dance is everything you’d want in a neck-biter — one of the great characterizations in the genre.

The film will have earned @$24 million by midnight Sunday, which Universal can call a win.

 

Disney did well with its “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good Very Bad Day” (Did I get that right?), a kids film in the “Wimpy Kid” mold. Casting Steve Carell and Jennifer Garner, Megan Mullaly and Burn Gorman in the adult roles pays off, as adult word of mouth helped goose it to @$19 million.

“Gone Girl” is top film again this weekend.

“The Judge” is opening at $13 million, which considering the talent they paid for and a script pieced together to appeal to a broad age range, is a failure.

Two more limited releases — Lionsgate’s no budget drama “Addicted” and the LDS Church backed “Meet the Mormons” cracked the top ten. The “Mormons” producers say they’re donating their box office profits to the American Red Cross. Which is more than you can say for anybody else in the top ten.

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J.K. Simmons relishes leaving his “cuddly” image behind for “Whiplash”

jk1J.K. Simmons? He’s that cuddly character actor, right?

You know, loving father to “Juno,” gruff but amusing boss in “Spider-Man” and “The Closer.” Heck, he’s the folksy voice of Farmer’s Insurance on TV!

But after the new film “Whiplash,” you may not look at him the same way again. As jazz band teacher and conductor Terence Fletcher, he is a monster, a seeming psychopath — manipulating, screaming, terrorizing his conservatory students.

“He’s a perfectionist who is doing his best to bring that out in everybody around him,” Simmons explains, sticking up for the bully he plays in the film.

Simmons’ “nice-guy image is part of the fascination,” John Anderson wrote in his Wall Street Journal review of “Whiplash.” “Can he possibly be this awful?”

“His Fletcher is so inscrutable he’s bloodcurdling,” David Edelstein enthused in New York Magazine.

Have we been reading Jonathan Kimble Simmons wrong all these years? In his hands, Terence Fletcher is like tantrum-tossing Indiana University basketball coach Bobby Knight — on steroids.

Simmons, playing along, rejects that.

“Bobby Knight’s a total (rhymes with ‘wussy’),” Simmons growls. “He just threw a chair across the court. I threw one at somebody’s HEAD.”

Simmons, who has enough of a musical background the actually conduct the band formed for the film, fell in with Terence Fletcher’s espoused mission. The band leader is determined that his conservatory produce the next Charlie “Bird” Parker or Buddy Rich, a true jazz great. And he alternately cajoles and teases, taunts and slaps new drummer Andrew (Miles Teller) to get that across. It’s “ends justify the means” tough love, Fletcher’s version of Jack Nicholson’s “You can’t HANDLE the truth” speech from “A Few Good Men.” Parents and coaches who create star athletes and brilliant musicians aren’t cuddly.

“These guys are still out there, in sports, in the military,” Simmons says. “Those are places where a guy like him would be seen as effective. He’s getting a job done.”

whipPark Terence Fletcher alongside “Tiger Moms,” or men’s movement backlash at a softening American culture. He’s an uglier version of Nick Offerman’s “man up” image on “Parks and Recreation.” That’s one reason “Whiplash” is stirring up controversy. Does it take a monster to shape a genius?

“I can’t condone that level of emotional, psychological and even physical abuse in any scenario,” Simmons says. “I like that we’re a kinder, gentler world.

“But I kind of agree with Fletcher’s overall philosophy. Our society’s willingness to settle for mediocrity, to overpraise kids for modest achievements, is counter-productive.” The father of two teenagers says that living with them gave him what he needed to know to play a sweet dad in “Juno.” But living with them now taught him that “‘Nice job’ is not the best way to drive somebody to greatness.”

Simmons, 59, grew up in Montana, attended the University of Montana and worked in the Seattle Rep before breaking into movies and TV, playing military types (“The Ref”), law enforcement officials, coaches, supporting player authority figures.

He broke out ten years later in the original “Spider-Man” movies as a bug-eyed, blustery Daily Bugle editor, J.Jonah Jameson.

Whatever niche film and TV had put him in, Jason Reitman yanked him out of with “Juno.” The director then cast him in his later films, most memorably as stunned furiously blunt freshly-laid off mid-level manager in “Up in the Air.” Reitman is still changing Simmons’ life, not only casting him in the director’s “Men, Women & Children,” but shoving writer-director Damien Chazelle’s “Whiplash” script into his hands.

“This all goes back to Jason,” Simmons says. Reitman has always been “the game changer, for me…To be perceived as an actor who has some versatility is what you pray for. It’s what gives you chances to work in more god movies, on more good scripts with good directors and good actors.”

“Juno” raised his profile and increased his offers in “cuddly, dad roles.” “Whiplash” could change that perception “for the next few years.” The offers could be scarier, meaner. Does that worry him? Not as all, Simmons laughs.

“That’s worked out pretty good for Tommy Lee Jones, hasn’t it?”

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Box Office: “Dracula Untold” draws BO blood, “Judge” underwhelms

boxBloody vampires and their bloody box office domination.

“Dracula Untold” got the weakest reviews of all the new films going into wide release this weekend. It’s not remotely scary, though it has its interesting origin story points — more an action epic (and a cheap one). But a hunky Drac is always a draw, and it looks — based on Friday — like a $20-22 million hit.

“Gone Girl” is rolling to a second weekend win, another $25, based on Friday’s numbers.

“Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible…” is doing well for a kids movie that isn’t a cartoon. It’ll hit $18-20 (Saturday being the BIG tell for a kids movie).

“The Judge” is riding Robert Downey Jr. and Oscar winners Robert Duvall and Billy Bob Thornton and the voluptuous Vera Farmiga to a $14-15 million weekend. It is “Gone Girl”‘s real competition, and it’s not proving to be much competition at all.  Poor reviews hurt it in ways they didn’t hurt a movie with “Dracula” in the title.

“Maze Runner” is closing in on $90 million, which should be the end of the road for it.

“The Boxtrolls” won’t hit $50, as “The Book of Life” will steal its kid cartoon audience next weekend, and Disney has a movie due out a couple of weeks after that.

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Movie Preview: “Tomorrowland” trailer doesn’t give away much

I had higher hopes for this when I first heard of “Tomorrowland.” Chatted with director Brad Bird about it, briefly, a couple of years back. A more grown up fantasy film with sci-fi elements, Disney lineage and George Clooney. This looks more like standard issue young adult wish fulfillment fantasy, at least in the teaser trailer. Not particularly Christopher Nolanish. Teen-20ish lead, Clooney omniscient narrator/seer/puppet master. “Tomorrowland” opens next May.

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Next Screening: “Dear White People”

So here’s a big, broad academy-set satire of race relations in America, a “Do the Right Thing” meets “School Daze,” for those who speak Spike.

Could be funny. Doesn’t look subtle.  Timely as all get out.

 

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Next Interview: Questions for Michael Keaton?

keaton“Birdman” is Michael Keaton’s comeback, the one sure thing in what was supposed to be a Year Long Michael Keaton comeback.

That Aaron Paul race-across-America movie didn’t deliver, but “Birdman” is an Oscar nomination, possibly an Oscar win, for the former Dark Knight/Beetlejuice.

He plays a version of himself, a fictional, demented, desperate version of a guy who used to be a big deal and knows he isn’t any more. It’s a funny, revealing and brittle turn, brave and heedless of danger.

But getting an honest answer out of him about his first reaction to the script, getting an admission that he knows this is how people perceive him — downcast, bitter, irritated at the whole Superhero thing? That could be tricky. Having interviewed his touchiness before, I am wary.

But you shouldn’t be. Always looking for suggested lines of questioning. Got some ideas? Comment below, and thanks for the help.

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Dominic West and the REAL Jonathan Blake talk about the big dance in “Pride”

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Sometimes, the spark of a movie can come from a photograph. That’s the case with the new British comedy “Pride.” Screenwriter Stephen Beresford had already settled on telling the true story of gay activists reaching across a cultural divide to help embattled coal miners during a desperate strike in homophobic early 1980s Britain.

But then Jonathan Blake, one of the surviving activists, showed Beresford an image of one night when Blake and his friends met and partied with the crusty, culturally conservative miners in the little Welsh town where they were on strike.

“It’s a rather stunning shot,” Blake, 65, says. “All these miners and their wives, gay people, dancing all around me.And me in the middle, clapping my hands with joy!”

It was a breakthrough moment for two unlikely political allies, and it’s the money shot of “Pride.” Beresford wrote the union hall dance scene. Director Matthew Warchus and his choreographer concocted over four minutes of choreography. And the producers scored the rights to that disco anthem, “Shame, Shame Shame.”

“Jonathan has this exultant look on his face in that photo,” says Dominic West, who plays Blake in the film. “They all look like they’re having a really good time — miners, gay activists. That’s the movie, right there, that these two very disparate groups became such close friends.”

West, of “The Wire,” the new Showtime series “The Affair” and films such as “300,” took the supporting role in the film, which stars Ben Schnetzer, George Mackay, Imelda Stanton, Paddy Considine and Billy Nighy, just for this moment. It’s not every day he’s asked to dance a little disco.

“I’m not a very good dancer. I had a good two or three months training. And on the day, with this four minute long scene, all this choreography, I had to be toweled off between takes. Nine shirts. Just exhausting!”

It paid off.

“When West, playing an actor hitherto soured on political activism, jumps on a union-hall table and lets his freak flag fly to Shirley & Company’s disco anthem ‘Shame, Shame, Shame,'”critic Geoff Pevere of Toronto’s Globe & Mail says, “all resistance melts.”

West got to meet Blake, a stage actor and one of the first people in Britain diagnosed HIV-positive, and found the key to playing him in that meeting.

“This remarkable and courageous man has had this HIV death sentence hanging over him ever since those days, the early ’80s,” West marvels. “I got a sense of what it’s like to have that hanging over you. So, in the film he starts in despair. He’s lost any purpose in his life. But what he and his fellow activists try and do for the miners gives him a renewed reason to go on.”

The activists struggle to get miners to accept their help. They endure abuse and rebuffs. Then, walls come down. And the sour and somewhat cynical Jonathan finally cuts loose — dancing on the table.

“One wants to make sure that when he breaks out of this despair, he does it in some considerable style,” West laughs.

Blake says that, no, that’s not literally his life being portrayed on the screen. But he doesn’t disapprove.

“Oh, I would LOVED to have been the Jonathan that Dominic played. Witty and warm. Life of the party. And a great dancer.”

And for his part, West is happy to have been a part of a film that tells part of a story he has known all his life. West, 45, grew up in Sheffield, home to the headquarters of Britain’s miner’s union, and remembers that ’84-85 strike. In playing Jonathan Blake, gay man who befriends previously homophobic miners, he tried to keep in mind the message of “Pride.”

“Our director said, “Proximity destroys prejudice.” Only through ignorance, not knowing them, can you fear them. You meet somebody, you lose your fear of them and your prejudice. That’s a nice thought to take to work every day, making a movie. I hope viewers of the film take it with them, too.”

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Movie Review: “Whiplash”

whip4star4We only hear about them if there’s video or audio — coaches, mostly — a Bobby Knight, grabbing and choking players, a Mike Rice, hurling basketballs and the foulest abuse at a recruit.
We hear the rationalizations, shake our heads and watch the court of public opinion take them down.
Terrence Fletcher is Bobby Knight with a baton, the tyrant of the jazz band program at New York’s prestigious Shaffer Conservatory. A mercurial bully, he charms and flatters only so he can tear down those he charms and flatters — trumpeters and ‘bones players, bassists and drummers — with the ugliest vulgarity and cruelty you could imagine.
And playing him, deftly delivering the bipolar changes in mood, tone and volume, the great character actor J.K. Simmons will give you “Whiplash.”
“Whiplash” is about that band bully and his latest target, a drummer so driven to be among the jazz greats that he will play until the blood spatters from his raw hands all over his drum kit. Miles Teller, of “The Spectacular Now,” establishes his drumming bonafides in an opening practice scene. He can play. And for the rest of this film, Teller holds his own with Simmons in a jaw-dropping battle of wills, a musical descent into madness, all in pursuit of perfection.
” You know who I am?” is Fletcher’s introduction to Andrew (Teller). Fletcher skulks outside rehearsal rooms for the underclass bands, his menacing shadow glimpsed through the frosted glass on the door.
“You know I’m looking for players?”
Andrew grins and nods. But there’s an edge to the meeting, an insincerity to the flattery and the threat of what is to come in the way Fletcher tricks and tests the kid, hitting him with “Then why did you stop playing?” Followed by “Did I TELL you to start playing?”
Expanded from a short film by screenwriter (“Grand Piano”) turned writer-director Damien Chazelle, “Whiplash” gives us sweaty, nerve-wracking rehearsals of classic big band charts — “Caravan,” for instance — and “Whiplash,” the title tune.
All the young players are on edge. A lost set of charts makes this highly strung bassist or that fearful drummer flip out. Because they know the manipulative, volcanic Fletcher will flip out. Andrew is slow to catch on that he’s been brought in as an alternate to scare and intimidate the lead drummer. Fletcher kicks people out, just to send a message. He conducts instant, mid-rehearsal witch hunts to figure out who is out of tune. He throws things, and not lightweight things either.
And he is toughest on drummers. Before “Whiplash” is through, he will have worn out three of them, shouting out which bar he wants to hear, cutting them off a couple of beats into it — “Double time swing. Faster. FASTER.” He insults them, time and again, with a quiet, disappointed “NOT my tempo.”
Andrew’s failed-writer/wife-left-him dad (Paul Reiser) is supportive. But that will be used against him. The kid tries for normality, pursuing the cute candy counter girl (Melissa Benoist) at the Manhattan revival house movie theater he frequents with his movie-buff dad. How will she fit in with the sado-masochistic thing going on every day at rehearsal?
Chazelle ups the tempo and the tension of scenes with quick cuts and extreme close-ups — reeds wetted, spit valves emptied, drumheads tuned. He never lets any musician give comfort or advice any other musician. This is as paranoid and cutthroat a world as the movies have ever seen, and Andrew, the “squeaker” (new guy) is just another bone for Fletcher to chew.
The script and Simmons, known for TV’s “The Closer” and as tantrum-tossing editor J. Jonah Jameson in “Spider-Man,” make Fletcher a monster, and then look for ways of explaining him. We see a sentimental side, his genial public face. Simmons is a charmer, which is why he gets to do those folksy insurance commercials on TV. But “Whiplash” teaches us never to trust him again.
It’s a great performance, and Teller, in a performance just as intense, gives us the faintest hope that this kid will grow the callouses to withstand the beatdowns. If his craving for approval doesn’t drive him mad first.

MPAA Rating: R for strong language including some sexual references
Cast: Miles Teller, J.K. Simmons, Paul Reiser, Melissa Benoist
Credits: Written and directed by Damien Chazelle. A Sony Classics release.
Running time: 1:46

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Movie Review: “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible No Good Very Bad Day”

alex2half-star6Whatever else children take from Judith Viorst’s delightful “Alexander and the Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day,” the sly subtext this picture-heavy book is how exhausting and sometimes misguided the optimism of the eternally optimistic can be.
Parents who smile all the time, who make light of the weight of the world kids carry around sometimes? Annoying, especially to those kids.
That’s what the film version kicks around around the block, and rather amusingly, a few times. Life is going to trip you up. A lot. Smiling about everything may help. But getting up after every knock-down is the only sure cure.
Alexander (Ed Oxenbould) is the wimpy kid, here, whose “Very Bad Day” begins with gum in his hair.
“An epic disaster?” To his 12 year-old mind, maybe. And the tumbling dominoes of disarray around him, his baby brother, would-be-actress sister (Kerris Dorsey) and prom king brother (Dylan Minnette) only add to that sense. To him.
But Mom (Jennifer Garner) has the stress of all these kids and a book marketing job where she’s expected to dazzle 24/7. Dad (Steve Carell) has been out of work for ages and has an important job interview with a video game company where everybody is half his age. Baby spit-up on his shirt is the least of his problems. Because this day is about to go straight to heck.
“Daddy wishes he could SWEAR right now!”
Alexander may worry about the birthday party nobody will come to, but the brother is about to lose a prom date (Bella Thorne) for the ages, the sister frets about being too sick for her opening night as “Peter Pan” (Burn Gorman is well-cast as the snooty teacher/director) and the parents’ days devolve into chaos quicker than you can say “Dick Van Dyke.” He’s the celebrity reader brought in for a botched book launch. Yeah, Disney pulled out all the stops here.
It’s just competent, light entertainment, no more ambitious than that. But the stuff that’s not in Viorst’s slim book for children is what gooses this kids comedy, the plot points and grown-up concerns handled with comic flair by Garner and Carell, both of whom come right up to the brink of melting down — but don’t. This is why you hire movie stars, folks. Carell wears the mayhem with a long-suffering grin that might be masking a grimace.
“You’ve got to have the bad days so that you love the good days even more.”
And it’s good to know that even “perfect” families can lose their optimism, briefly, when a day turn as terrible, horrible, no good and very bad as Alexander’s does.

MPAA Rating: PG for rude humor including some reckless behavior and language
Cast: Ed Oxenbould, Steve Carell, Jennifer Garner, Dylan Minnette, Kerris Dorsey, Bella Thorne
Credits: Directed by Miguel Arteta, screenplay by Rob Lieber, based on the Judith Viorst book. A Walt Disney release.
Running time: 1:21

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Movie Review: “Dracula Untold”

dracSo it wasn’t the rains that kept the Turks from getting their cannons to Vienna, seizing the city and ending Western Civilization in the late 15th/early 16th centuries.
It was Prince Vlad, hero of the Transylvanians, a misunderstood warrior with fangs and a taste for Turkish Type O.
That’s the premise of “Dracula Untold,” a vampire tale that attempts an origin story for “Vlad the Impaler” that takes him back to his days in service to the Turkish sultan. That’s when the hostage warrior learned to stick his enemies on a spike.
“Untold” picks up the story after the prince (Luke Evans) has returned home to rule Transylvania, paying tribute to the Turks to keep the peace. All he wants is to sleep with his comely wife (Sarah Gadon) and raise his wimpy kid. Then the sultan (Dominic Cooper) ups the tribute. Not just silver coins, but boy hostages to turn into Turkish troops. And not just boys, but Vlad’s own son (Art Parkinson).
“What ees one son,” the Turk purrs. “Eef you are VIRile, you will make plenty more.”
That sends Vlad into the bat cave on Broken Tooth Mountain. That’s where he makes his deal with the Devil, or Satan’s nearest proxy. And that’s when “Dracula Untold,” which opens badly and ends worse, gets better.
Charles Dance is the Nosferatu-garbed monster in the cave, a balding, toothy villain in the great tradition of British vampires — Christopher Lee, Gary Oldman, Michael Sheen and Kate Beckinsale among them. The moment he shows up, all shadowy menace and prophecy, “Dracula” gets interesting.
“Why spill blood, if not for the pleasure of it?” He promises Vlad “dominion over the night and stars.” What lad could resist that?
The vampire can give Vlad the strength to stick Turks on skewers. But if Vlad tastes blood himself, he’ll be lost forever. There’s a three day return limit on this vampire conversion kid.
“Dracula Untold” is a straight two-genre genre picture (vampires, sword and sorcery), well-mounted, with whirlwinds of bats and gloomy, moon-clouded nights. Some battle sequences are viewed on the reflection of a shiny sword blade. Nice touch, (director) Gary Shore. The action scenes are otherwise a blur of singing swords and blood spray. Evans, a bit bland, at least wears the cape well.
“Untold” might have been better left untold, but all things considered, not a bad genre film.
What makes it at all watchable is the self-aware humor, the moment a converted Vlad punches a rock, sees it crumble and mutters, “THAT’S useful.”
An unnamed Renfield is introduced — “Yes, master.”
And Western Civilization is saved, the Enlightenment ensured and the way paved for Bram Stoker to make this notorious prince, whose dungeon was just discovered last month, immortal — thanks to some fictional dental touches.

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MPAA Rating: PG-13 for intense sequences of warfare, vampire attacks, disturbing images, and some sensuality

Cast: Luke Evans, Dominic Cooper, Sarah Gadon. Charles Dance
Credits: Directed by Gary Shore, screenplay by Matt Sazama, Burk Sharpless. A Universal release.
Running time: 1:32

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