Movie Review: Still Married, Still Doomed, “The Roses” (Colman and Cumberbatch) War Again

The 36th wedding anniversary is called “The bone-china anniversary,” and no, I’m not just “having a laugh” as the Brits say. I looked it up.

That’s not a very flattering label to slap on “The Roses,” a remake of “The War of the Roses,” the Kathleen Turner, Michael Douglas and Danny DeVito (he also directed) dark romp of 1989. But while 36 years might be enough time to forget the original film of Warren Adler’s “breaking up is deadly” comedy, that’ll have to do for this Anglicized, snippy and updated if unimproved riff on the state of marriage.

Pairing up Oscar winner Olivia Colman with Benedict Cumberbatch cannot help but play as a more genteel and reserved take on the birth, flourishing then withering death of a marriage, with even the nastiest, f-bombed and c-worded cutting remark dismissed to friends with “In England we call that repartee.”

That just screams “bone china anniversary,” doesn’t it? And yes, it’s funny to hear how foul-mouthed this posh pair can be. “The Roses,” or “War of the Roses,” this still plays.

She’s Ivy, a chef who puts aside her ambitions to join pretentious but witty architect Theo (Cumberbatch) when he flees the stolid UK for America, where his “fun” and “whimsical” designs can become buildings.

His success means that they can move to Mendocino, raise two kids and he can gift her with a modest beachside eatery to indulge in her dream — to serve creative cuisine to “20 covers” (tables booked) a week, just as a part-time thing.

But one “freak storm” exposes the fragility of his most “whimsical” design yet — a maritime museum built to look like a sailing ship, complete with metallic sails. That’s the night roads close and legions of customers, including a prominent food critic, flood the cafe the potty-mouthed Ivy named “We’ve Got Crabs.”

In that one night, Theo is ruined and reduced to an “It won’t fall down!” meme, and Ivy is elevated to Foodie Goddess. He is unemployable, so he becomes the focused and physical-fitness obsessed caregiver to Hattie (Delaney Quinn) and Roy (Ollie Robinson), children now destined to over-achieve and lose track of their working-her-way-to-the-top mother.

With every new restaurant, every new blast of publicity, every child achievement, the re-balanced nature of the marriage becomes further imbalanced. And their friends (Kate McKinnon and Andy Samberg) can’t help but notice.

“Is everything OK?”

The director of “Austin Powers” the screenwriter of “Poor Things” and “The Favourite” don’t need to “update” the Adler novel and 1989 film of it, as the wife’s profession — cooking (catering in ’89, star chef in 2025) — is even more trendy today.

But they did, changing the husband into an architect rather than a lawyer and altering the “trigger” for their divorce from a heart attack, materialism and self-absorption to self-pity and a disconnect in parenting styles.

The focus on a legal war that escalates into a blood feud makes for some amusingly nasty moments — she’s got a raspberry allergy that he manipulates, he’s vulnerable to a “deep fake” video that will finish him off as an architect — but rather loses the heart of the story.

The kids play a bigger role, but not in any way that restores that missing “heart.” We’re meant to laugh at the two-fisted break-up but mourn for what they’re abandoning. We don’t this time.

But Cumberbatch is in a fine, reserved fury and Colman goes over-the-top (Remember her Queen in “The Favourite?”) who has “lost your feelings on the cliff of resentment.”

That English reserve minimizing a crisis as a “bump in the road,” “the hard part” of a marriage,” is only amusing up to a point.

McKinnon, playing a predatory man-eater looking to turn their disentegrating union into a fling with Theo, is hilarious in support. She’d have been funnier pursuing BOTH Theo and Ivy (hinted at, but not developed). Samberg’s part is underwritten and was a lot funnier when played by DeVito back in the ’80s.

A dinner party that goes wrong in the gorgeous and pricy seaside mansion Theo designed for them allows Zoë Chao and Jamie Demetriou, playing fellow architects, to steal a scene.

And the “war” itself is still funny, with lead performances that invite you to revel in their Britishness in the face of escalating conflict, thanks to her insanely insulting lawyer (Oscar winner Allison Janney, chewing it up), fun with firearms and Epipens and all that. But this “Roses” is shorter, more about the lead-up to the “war” than the conflict itself, somehow managing to lose some of the heart of the story in the process.

It’s still nasty fun, just not as nasty and acridly funny as that ’80s comic trio of Turner, Douglas and DeVito were able to make it.

Rating: R, violence, drugs, sexual come-ons, profanity

Cast: Olivia Colman, Benedict Cumberbatch, Kate McKinnon, Andy Samberg, Sunita Mani, Ncuti Gatwa, Zoë Chao, Jamie Demetriou and Allison Janney.

Credits: Directed by Jay Roach, scripted by Tony McNamara, based on the novel by Warren Adler. A Searchlight release.

Running time: 1:45

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Movie Review: Austin Butler loses a Kidney — “Caught Stealing”

New York, 1998 — not the “Seinfeld/Friends” version.

The last video stores cling to life. The last pay phones stand as landmarks in the shadows of The World Trade Center. It’s still a “Warriors” city, even though Giuliani still has the credibility to claim it isn’t. And the Russian mob is totally a thing, no matter what he says.

The Mets are in the playoff hunt. But Left Coaster Hank Thompson, who used to play a little ball himself, is pulling hard for his Giants.

Welcome to the world of “Caught Stealing,” as remembered and scripted by Charlie Huston (TV’s “Powers,” “All Signs of Death”) and recreated by director Darren Aronofsky, taking his shot at a “White Boy Rick”( which he produced), rather than another “The Whale,” “Black Swan” or “Pi.”

Austin Butler “Elvis”) is our leading man, a young bartender at Pauls (sic) Bar, a nearly-all-night watering hole in the lower Lower East Side, but someone who once had a Big League career dangling in front of him.

His Momma (a hilarious one-scene cameo by an Oscar winner) named him for a country music star of the distant past — Hank Thompson. The paramedic Yvonne (Zoë Kravitz) is ready to call him “boyfriend,” even if he’s happy to join the lingering barflies for one more shot at “last call.”

Yvonne’s looking for “a guy who faces” his problems. Because “If you away from what you’re afraid of, then it owns you.” Hank’s nightmares tell us what he’s afraid of and what he’s not facing, and that alcohol’s a part of that.

And then his disreputable, mohawked punk Brit neighbor (gonzo ex-Doctor Who Matt Smith) leaves him in charge of caring for his cat whilst he flies home to his “just had a stroke” Dad. Hank’s world is about to turn upside down, and not just because Bud the cat’s “a biter.”

Heedlessly violent Russian mobsters (Yuri Kolokolnikov, Nikita Kukushkin) turn up and beat him so badly he loses a kidney.

The callous cop (Regina King) who investigates the assault accuses him of “being mixed up in” “something” and warns him about these Hasidic siblings (Liev Schreiber and Vincent D’Onofrio) who are even worse “monsters.”

Hank has the wherewithal to blurt out “I don’t know anything” maybe once to everybody who is on his case. As the bodies and complications pile up, he’s got to face his problems, those his wanker-neighbor dropped on him and try to limit the “collateral damage” that all this mayhem creates.

“Caught Stealing” is an action comedy that’s equal parts bleak and hilarious. Our hero’s journey is to escape victimhood and own his past and accept the impossibility of justice from Giuliani’s New York and NYPD and the Russians and the Ultra-Orthodox, who love their “bubbe” (Carol Kane) but kill without compunction.

Aronofsky’s set-piece chases and brawls are funny and frustrating, as Hank’s trap — the one he was dropped into by that drug dealing 40ish punk limey — seems inescapable. His only solace might be that pennant race that his Mom updates him on whenever he checks in, keeping her in the dark the whole time.

The set-ups are foreshadowed and perfectly executed. He played ball. Somebody give him a bat. The Russians stole his Giants’ hat? Wait’ll they chase him into Shea Stadium. He loves his momma? Good thing to bring up when Lipa (Schreiber) and Shmully (D’Onofrio) catch up to him.

Butler’s job is to credibly blurt “I can HANDLE it,” when “No, you can’t” is closer to the truth. He must take a beating and suggest just enough smarts to get Hank through all this, and he handles that with a dopey (Giants fan, after all) elan. Smith, the Russians, King, Bad Bunny (as a Puerto Rican mobster), D’Onofrio and Schneider, Kane and an unrecognizable Griffin Dunne, playing the aged ex-hippy drunk Paul, owner of “Pauls Bar,” score the laughs.

Dunne’s presence in all this suggests the homage that Aronofsky wanted to mimic, Dunne’s hilarious New York in the ’80s all-nighter, “After Hours.”

The characters may be tropes and “types,” but they’re funny. The mid-gentrification milieu of Alphabet City gives the picture grit. And Butler is our Everyoutsider, a New Yorker for 11 years still unable to shake his past, barely able to survive everything Gotham has to throw at him

Aronofsky ensures that Butler and his merry band of miscreant castmates make “Caught Stealing” a frenetic and fun farewell to summer, if a very bloody one.

But seriously, f— the Giants.

Rating: R, graphic violence, drug abuse, nudity, profanity

Cast: Austin Butler, Regina King, Zoë Kravitz, Matt Smith, Griffin Dunne, Bad Bunny, Yuri Kolokolnikov, Nikita Kukushkin, Carol Kane, Vincent D’Onofrio and Liev Schreiber

Credits: Directed by Darren Aronofsky, scripted by Charlie Huston, based on his novel. A Sony/Columbia release.

Running time: 1:47

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Classic Film Review: Seminal Cinema — The Exquisite “Ju Dou” (1990) is Restored

The “Fifth Generation” of alumni of China’s Beijing Film Academy first made their marks at home and abroad with two ’80s films — Chen Kaige’s “Yellow Earth”(1984) and Zhang Yimou’s “Red Sorghum” (1988). The color in their titles was a tell.

The hallmark style of the two leading lights of this “generation” was sumptuous production design underscored by striking Technicolor compositions — landscapes and interiors immaculately framed — with the deep, rich colors used as symbolism.

The still-repressive post-Maoist government wasn’t necessarily a fan of the “symbolism” part. Any time you see bright reds and oppressive, abusive older men in such films you can bet your bottom Yuan the filmmakers are making a statement on life in a totalitarian state. Getting such movies out of the country and into film festivals, let alone international cinemas, was difficult.

Yimou’s second landmark work, 1990’s “Ju Dou,” was the breakout film for this movement, that filmmaker and his muse and star, Gong Li. A film festival darling — I first saw it at the 1990 New York Film Festival — that would become an Oscar nominee, it was the hit that paved the way for “Raise the Red Lantern,” “Farewell, My Concubine,” “Hero,” “The Emperor and the Assassin” and the masterpiece of that generation of movie-makers, “House of Flying Daggers.”

“Ju Dou” is, on its surface, a simple love triangle, a Chinese melodrama with a hint of “The Postman Always Rings Twice” about it. But setting this story in a 1920s rural dye works, full of color and with just a handful of characters — an abusive older husband (Wei Li), the much younger wife (Gong Li) he “bought” to sire an heir and the nephew (Baotian Li) whom the old man took in and basically enslaved as his loyal, overworked servant and labor force — is our clue to dig deeper for its true meaning.

Downtrodden “nephew” Tianqing is instantly infatuated with Ju Dou, even gouging out peep holes to spy on her bathing. She picks up on this and tries to foil it, for a time. As he cannot help but notice her bruises and overhear the screams from her nights with her husband Jinshan, he doesn’t just lust for her. He fears for her.

She plays on this, eventually asking if Tianqing will “let him kill me?” As work progresses and fabrics are dyed in glorious golds and satin reds, the two give in to temptation. A baby is born, and it probably isn’t Jinshan’s.

And then the old man comes to harm and faces a paralyzed future, topped off by his bride taunting him with the news that his bloodline will die with him and that her son with his adopted nephew will inherit his business and family name.

Things turn even messier than that.

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Movie Preview: Driver, Bialik, Rampling, Cate, Indya and Waits in Jarmusch’s “Father Mother Sister Brother”

A great cast adorns this droll holiday film about family from the King of Deadpan, Jim Jarmusch.

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Movie Preview: Resisting the Nazis, weighing “Truth & Treason” in an Angel Studios release

The fanbase of Angel Studios lined up around the block for “Sound of Freedom,” a ham-fisted child trafficking “true story” based on the declarations of a soundly discredited “crusader” and starring Mr. “Passion of the Christ,” Jim Caviezel.

But the loyalists didn’t exactly pour into theaters, encouraged by church leaders and Christian influencers, to see the story of a Christian who resisted the Nazis (“Bonhoeffer”).

So who knows whether they’ll turn out for another Resist Fascism tale, “Truth & Treason,” about a Mormon teen who started his own resistance group of pamphleteers. Let’s hope they do, as this preview is pretty blunt about the parallels it draws between Hitler and Hitler impersonators of today.

Oct. 17, in theaters.

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Movie Preview: Emma and Jesse and Yorgos — “Bugonia”

Radicalized cranks kidnap a corporate queenpin.

What? No dancing? Emma always dances for Yorgos Lanthimos!

Oct. 24.

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Netflixable? Britain’s Best Join or are Pursued by “The Thursday Murder’s Club”

It’s not the silliest idea ever, taking “The Only Murders in the Building” and making the building Downton Abbey.

“The Thursday Murders Club” is a lighthearted bit of senior sleuthing that takes a prime cut of Britain’s best and most experienced screen actors and turns them loose on a collection of killings.

It’s a genre even older than Dame Agatha Christie. But now it’s “like a true crime podcast,” one character suggests. Because it is. Yes, Richard Osman’s first “Thursday” novel beat the Steve Martin/Martin Short/Selena Gomez streaming comedy to the punch by a year. But the success of one spills over to the other in a film version of “Thursday.”

Given Chris Columbus’s trademark “adequate” direction, but starring a parade of Oscar and BAFTA winners led by Helen Mirren, Ben Kingsley, Pierce Brosnan, Naomie Ackie, Celia Imrie, David Tennant, it’s a minor delight, even if the screen sleuthing here leaves something to be desired.

Mirren, Kingsley and Brosnan play three “OAPs” (old age pensioners) who have found a grand way to pass the time in their posh retirement digs, the estate formerly known as Cooper’s Chase. They dig into cold cases and try to re-investigate, reason out and solve the murders.

A woman’s death in 1973 is the latest murder to earn the attentions of the retired psychiatrist, labor union leader and mysterious “international affairs” specialist (guess who plays what) meet just after the jigsaw puzzle club in one of the drawing rooms of the Downtonish mansion turned retirement home.

They need someone with more medical knowledge to pitch in. Why not the new resident/ex-nurse (Imrie)?

But the rumors that the co-owner of the place (Tennant) aims to close it and redevelop the land — including a cemetery — with high-end housing distracts them. When the mob-connected co-owner who resists this change (Geoff Bell) turns up dead, the club — led by the focused and canny Elizabeth (Mirren) — front-burners this mystery, as their very “to the end of our lives” housing contract and future depends on it.

The plot ensares a traffic cop (Ackie) whom the club finagales a promotion to Criminal Investigation Division to help the always-eating Detective Inspector (Daniel Mays of “Vera Drake” and “Fisherman’s Friends”) and folds in literal cemetery plots and long-on-the-lam gangsters (Richard E. Grant).

The cast includes the original Indiana Jones foil (Paul Freeman), one of the mainstays of Mike Leigh’s repertory company (Ruth Sheen) an ex James Bond and a Bond villain (Jonathan Pryce).

The japes, leading the cops around by the nose, play acting and playing up their turns as elderly fussbudgets — “Is it HOT in here?” “I’m a 76 year old woman. Of COURSE it’s hot!” — all lean into cute. Their director, who did “Home Alone” and the early Harry Potter pictures, knows all about cute.

So when Mirren’s Elizabeth dresses down for an outing, her mentally-slipping onetime writer husband (Pryce) blurts “You look just like the QUEEN.” Which she does. Because Mirren won an Oscar playing another “Elizabeth.”

The players are the reason to relish this bon bon, with Kingsley in fine fidget, Brosnan all Irish leftist bluster and Mirren giving a comic edge to a performance that harks back to her “Prime Suspect” past.

It isn’t Hulu’s “Only Murders in the Building,” which is just as star studded but funnier, a chatty, podcast-dependent cliffhanger series. But if you like your mysteries tidied up in feature film form, “Thursday Murders Club” will do.

As with Dame Agatha’s Greatest Hits, are more “Thursday” books about these sleuths, so maybe they’ll give us more.

Rating: PG-13, violence, profanity

Cast: Helen Mirren, Ben Kingsley, Pierce Brosnan, Celia Imrie, Naomie Ackie, Daniel Mays, Ruth Sheen, Paul Freeman, Henry Lloyd-Hughes, Geoff Bell, Jonathan Pryce, Richard E. Grant and David Tennant.

Credits: Directed by Chris Columbus, scripted by Katy Brand and Suzanne Heathcoate, based on a novel by Richard Osman. A Netflix release.

Running time: 2:00

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Movie Preview: Rami Malek’s a Shrink, Shannon and Slattery Lawyers and Russell Crowe is Goering, on the stand at “Nuremburg”

This is the full first trailer to this star-studded November (Awards Season) release from Sony Classics.

Looks good. Excellent casting. But as producer turned director James Vanderbilt gave us the lightly-regarded Dan Rather vs. Bush II drama “Truth,” keep your fingers crossed but lower your expectations.

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Movie Preview: A Finnish Avenger Goes Hollywood — “Sisu 2: Road to Revenge”

Stephen Lang is the villain, there’s more CGI to help make the slaughter more graphic and more over the top.

Our Finn who’s been wronged turned his attentions from Nazis to Soviets (Same diff?) in this sequel.

It’s short — 90 minutes long. So let’s hope they didn’t ruin a perfectly gonzo one-off Finnish Furioso.

Nov. 21 in theaters, the bigger the screen, the better.

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Movie Preview: What’s it take for plumbers to be “Scared Sh–less?”

Because the world needs a Midnight movie at film festivals all over, a no-budget creature feature with a pun title about turds.

Liquid Plumber won’t save us this time.

Oct. 3? Here goes.

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