BOX OFFICE: Brad Pitt, 62, laps the Competition as “F1” blows up — “M3GAN 2.0” is the update nobody uploads

Brad Pitt’s decades of stardom haven’t seen many missteps. He took that break-out bit part in “Thelma & Louise” all those years agoand made romances (“Mr. and Mrs. Smith”), thrillers (“Se7en”), boundary-pushing fight films (“Fight Club”), sports dramas (“Moneyball”), sci fi (“12 Monkeys”), combat movies (“Fury) and fun “Oceans 11” ensemble pieces.

He made cool cameos — in Guy Ritchie movies and Sandra Bullock’s comedies.

Looking at his filmography, we see he’s made solid acting choices, rarely picks a loser, and never let himself be over-exposed, despite tabloid attention to his relationships, rumored relationships, marriage and a messy divorce.

And if Brad Pitt, at 62, finally wants to get around to making a racing driver movie, Apple Films and Warner Brothers were smart to indulge that whim. “F1” is a long, race-heavy and fun, built around the rest of the world’s favorite racing, Formula 1. The film earned $25 million a Thursday night and Friday.

It earned $55.6 million in North America and $140 million worldwide, per Deadline.com.

That’s a record for Apple Films, and even if they spent $250 million, maybe as much as $300 million to modify and run and race and film F2 cars and film all over the world, to get Oscar winner Javier Bardem in a supporting role, and Jodie Comer on through to Shea Whigham, to film in Daytona and deploy a whole other class of race cars just for the OPENING SCENES, that’s safe money.

As I said in my review, it’s an old fashioned “star vehicle,” and this guy has maintained that stardom, through “Babylon” and “Bullet Train” and “Allied” and beyond  He’s got five announced projects in development and may still be in whatever Tarantino tries to make as his “final” film.

Again, “smart money” backs those gambles. The guy’s still big box office.

You’d think a quick-turn-around sequel to the surprise smash “M3GAN” would be a financial no-brainer, too. That winter of 2022 release produced plans for a sequel in the first day or three of release. But here is “M3GAN 2.0,” three years later, and even the horror audience isn’t showing up. A $10 million opening?

The original film earned $30 million on a single weekend, and $95 million all-in for North America. The cynical sequel won’t manage more than a small fraction of that.

It doesn’t help that it sucks.

Another big weekend for the “How to Train Your Dragon” live action remake means it’ll add $19.7 million, putting it over the $200 million mark, all in.

Third place is cold consolation for Pixar’s “Elio,” which had the worst opening weekend ever for a Pixar animated movie. It’s dropping half that opening weekend audience and did not clear $11 million, putting it just ahead of “M3GAN 2.0.”

Then again, even with “28 Years Later” losing most of its $30 million opening weekend audience and not clearing $10, it didn’t drop the “new” horror sequel to fifth place. I’m not surprised Danny Boyle’s return to British Zombieland has shot its wad. Zombies are way overexposed at this point, even if you’re trying to send a message with your take on a “rage virus” among the braindead.

The two new releases push “Lilo & Stitch” out of the top five, which doesn’t matter because it will cross the $400 million mark by midnight Sunday.

Tom Cruise’s last “Impossible” “Mission” also loses its spot in the top five, and “Final Reckoning” probably won’t be around long enough to reach the $200 million mark. People are finally over that franchise, with Paramount contenting itself with somewhere around $190 million in North American tickets sold when it’s all over and done with.

Watch them try to finesse that final take with a re-release at the end of the summer. Just a guess.

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Movie Review: Improv Comics Howard, Mohammed and Bloom go “Deep Cover” looking for laughs in London

“Deep Cover” is an exceptionally silly Brit comedy about improv actors lying on the fly as undercover bait for London police. Logic goes out the window early on, with no means of re-entry.

And it’s built around Bryce Dallas Howard, Nepo Baby Number One on filmdom’s bad casting news rap sheet.

But here’s what it has going for it. It has Sean Bean as a well-past-it-and-knows-it cop who recruits failing improv actors as undercover buyers to bust drug dealers. “Ted Lasso” mensch Nick Mohammed plays the mousiest of the improvisers. Paddy Considine is the “somp’un’s not right with you lot” drug dealer. Here’s Ian McShane, going full Scots for his cranky, Jenga-obsessed kingpin.

“Pull th’wrong piece and it all comes dooooooooon!”

And then there’s the scene stealer, the co-star who lands a laugh in every scene, almost every single time he opens his mouth. Orlando Bloom plays a “Methody” nutcase actor, 40something and still booking single-line commercials, obsessive about getting “deep” into every character, even the street corner elf (LOL) he has to play to plug a department store’s holiday offerings.

Of course the guy’s name is “Marlon.” Of course he’s from Manchester. But if you’re trying to bluff murderous mobsters into not suspecting you’re “fake,” and thus offing you, the wild-eyed gone-to-seed loon is handy to have around.

“Mess with the bull,” Marlon hisses, leaning into Manchester-accented David Caruso, “you get th’ORNS!”

Marlon, Kat (Howard) and on-the-spectrum tech-nerd Hugh (Mohammed) are the losers hardbitten Sgt. Billings (Bean) recruits for his “two hundred quid a pop” “Donnie Brasco” gig — play-act “buyers” who bait sellers into selling them drugs so he can make the busts.

Considine is “Fly,” the mid-level dealer they stumble into when all they were looking for was a quick score. He tests them, and who wouldn’t? Tough talk or not, these “city slickers” don’t pass the smell test.

The gag here is that undercover work has the same “rules” as onstage improv. Number one, “Never break character.” Number two? “Say YES.” Improvisers use “Yes AND” as transitions for their on-the-spot invented dialogue. And number three, “Always trust your partner.”

But will that, the toy guns and squeaky toy grenade Marlon insists his “character,” “Roach” would carry, see them through? Kat becomes tough-talking “Bonnie” (missing her Clyde), the “brains” of the outfit. Painfully shy mystery man Hugh is “The Squire.” God knows what he’s capable of. Especially after he’s designated drug-deal “taster,” sucking up his first-ever lines of cocaine in the bargain.

Mohammed is amusingly hapless and bounces off Bloom’s over-the-top loon nicely. Sonoya Mizuno plays Fly’s scary/sexy bi-curious gunslinger, and co-screenwriters Colin Treverrow and Ben Ashendon play unfunny cops who really should stick to writing.

Enough people (myself included) have beaten the bliss out of Bryce Dallas Howard’s limitations over the years, so I’ll just say she’s dead weight here, the least convincing “improviser” in the cast.

But McShane shimmers and Bloom reminds us that he’s been funny, he’s good at being self-serious and he’s still a lot more than Legolas, his arrows and his “Lord of the Rings” ears.

I found myself uttering the same words Keira Knightley said to me in an interview once, over and over again, when I mentioned I’d be talking to her onetime “Pirates of the Caribbean” co-star later that day.

“Orlando F—–g Bloom,” she said, not once or twice or thrice, shaking her head and laughing as she did. There’s a story there, and no, she didn’t tell it to me. That’s for her memoirs.

In “Deep Cover,” Orlando F—-g Bloom gets the dirty, funny job done, and how.

Rating: R, violence, drug abuse, profanity

Cast: Bryce Dallas Howard, Orlando Bloom, Nick Mohammed, Paddy Considine, Sonoya Mizuno, Sean Bean and Ian McShane.

Credits: Directed by Tom Kingsley, scripted by Derek Connolly, Colin Treverrow, Ben Ashendon and Alexander Owen. An MGM/Amazon Prime release.

Running time: 1:39

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Movie Preview: Ron Howard’s “Eden” gets dropped on Vertical Releasing, dumped on Aug. 22

A Film Fest horror movie that didn’t grab the interest of a major, every cineplex across the country distributor, a major motion picture director whose “Thirteen Lives” didn’t do well, and who might be facing the inevitable fade in influence that many Oscar winners and star directors do.

Remember Rob Reiner? Peter Weir? It happens to the best of them.

Vertical gets its hands on a few gems, but rarely puts a movie into a lot of theaters and never releases anything that manages a long run.

The end of August is a traditional “dumping ground” window for movies nobody expects to make a dime. Exceptions happen, but they’re rarer than rare.

If you can’t sell a thriller with Ana de Armas and Sydney Sweeney, two “It” starlets of the moment, Hollywood is telling you something.

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Movie Preview: Nick Offerman goes OFF as a cop-hating gun nut, Dennis Quaid’s tracking him — “Sovereign”

“Sovereign” is a movie whose politics have kind of flipped this year, which is why it’s going straight to streaming.

A guy who’s got his own interpretation of The Constitution, raising his son to fear, resist and fight back against the police and what they represent?

That’s not wingnut thought any more.

July 11.

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

An awards season (October release) contender, or is The Academy a tad “over” Yorgos Lanthimos?

Not likely.

“The Favourite” and “Poor Things” still have some currency when fall arrives.

Aidas Delbis and Alicia Silverstone also star in this dark comedy/environmental parable.

Will Emma Stone dance? Smart money says “Oh, hell yeah!”

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Movie Review: “M3GAN 2.0,” an Update Nobody Needed

A tip of the hat to Ivana Sakhno, who gives one of the more convincingly metallic turns as a woman-playing a robot in “M3GAN 2.0,” a killer robot sequel that leans even harder into well-founded AI phobia.

She is Maria in Fritz Lang’s classic “Metropolis” rendered in brutish Robert Patrick strokes in this “Terminator 2: Judgement Day” inspired thriller.

The follow-up to the surprise smash of the winter of 2022 goes for grim laughs this time out, with star Allison Williams reduced to straight man woman. Producer credit or not, she lets us know how she feels about that in every inexpressive, under-reacting moment she’s on screen. Literally everybody and everything here upstages her.

A military grade upgrade of the child-protective-robot of the first film goes rogue. Amelia, your steely, supermodelish Autonomous Military Engagement Logistics and Infiltration Android has run amok and is on the hunt for a master cloud server that will allow her control of Life on Earth.

Naturally, there’s a smirking, chip-implanting tech oligarch (Jemaine Clement) who has wired the world for his version of an AI future that Amelia is ready-made to exploint.

Only a rebooted M3GAN, still snarkily-voiced by Jenna Davis, can stop Amelia. Inventor Gemma (Williams), now a crusading, best-selling anti-AI/anti cell-phones-for-kids foster parent to Cady (Violet McGraw), kept M3GAN’s electronic brain around, but this time she’ll keep her in check by sticking her in an AI digital assistant-bot form.

But you can’t keep our avenging AI angel in “this plastic Teletubby” if you want her to stop Amelia. They’ll have to “rebuild a deranged robot in order to catch another deranged robot” if humanity is to have a chance.

M3GAN’s “You know I could never hurt you” reassurances to Cady, her insincere apologies to Gemma’s team (Jen Van Epps, Brian Jordan Alvarez) for trying to kill them in the first movie will have to do.

Gemma’s “virtue signalling snowflake” fellow anti-AI crusader beau (“Saturday Night Live’s” Aristotle Athari) better not get in M3GAN’s way, either.

Clement and Athari make the strongest comic impressions here, with FBI home invasion “jokes” and a cocky, stumbling, rights-violating military man (Timm Sharp) giving the film a tech fascism topicality.

Sakhno is steely-eyed menace personified. Those “Be Robert Patrick” stage directions paid off.

But with M3GAN cracking jokes, striking sassy teen poses and the like, the frights are never anything to take seriously.

Some of the jokes land. Some do not. And through it all, not a moment of rising threat level or terror registers credibly on anybody’s face. It’s as if they’re all in on the joke, with Williams merely the worst at spoiling the punchline.

Rating: PG-13, violence, profanity

Cast: Allison Williams, Jemaine Clement, Ivana Sakhno, Jen Van Epps, Violet McGraw, Aristotle Athari, Brian Jordan Alvarez, Timm Sharp and Amie Donald with the voice of Jenna Davis.

Credits: Scripted and directed by Gerald Johnstone, based on characters created by Akela Cooper and James Wan. Universal Pictures release.

Running time: 2:00

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Movie Review: “F1” doesn’t miss a gear, or a trick

“F1” is a shiny, streamlined and perfectly aerodynamic version of an old fashioned star vehicle.

The star in this case is Brad Pitt, one of the most popular leading men of his generation. So it’s only natural he and director Joseph Kosinski chose to circle a track that Steve McQueen, James Garner and others rounded long ago. The echoes of “Grand Prix” and “LeMans” are intentional.

And Kosinski, who made sure Tom Cruise was never far from the frame in “Top Gun: Maverick,” knows a little something about star vehicles. The cars are cool and we get a bit of a sense of the engineering and strategies involved. But “F1” is more “Gran Turismo” than Ron Howard’s “Rush.” The idea here is swaggering, popcorny, crowd-pleasing fun.

Pitt plays Sonny Hayes, old school and old enough to avoid having his age ever mentioned by any track or TV coverage race announcer. He’s “the greatest who never was,” a driver of skill and the cunning that comes with years of experience. He’s also an iconoclast with a past. He wrecked once, decades ago, a crash glimpsed in the film’s opening and in flashbacks.

Now he lives in a van, drifts from track to track, circuit to circut, looking for a “seat,” a “ride.” His MO is laid out in the film’s blistering opening sequence at the 24 Hours of Daytona (the Rolex 24), a sports car endurance race like LeMans. Sonny drives the overnight laps that set up his Porsche team for victory lane the next day, when he hands the keys over to a teammate.

“Hey, you lose that lead, I’ll kill you!”

No amount of begging from the team captain (Shea Whigham) can convince competitive Sonny to come back for another season in this class. He’s off to find another race in another circuit, even off-road rallies like Dakar or the Baha 1000. And that old pal and rival (Javier Bardem) who shows up with an offer to return to the circuit that almost killed him, Formula 1, has just as hard a sell.

The Mercedes team’s about to go broke, unable to challenge Ferrari, McClaren et al. Their young, telegenic star of the driver (Damon Idris) may be popular on social media. It’s a pity he’s finishing last, when he’s finishing at all. Help us, Obi-Sonny. You’re our only hope.

The Erhen Kruger script sets up our expectations for a formulaic “mentor/protege” rivalry, with a love interest on the team (Kerry Condon plays the car-designer) and steady rise through the ranks F1 season of races. What’s fun about it is the ways it upends that formula, and how Pitt leans into the lighter side of his star appeal.

Sonny’s test drive/”audition” for a “seat” on his Apex Grand Prix team goes badly. He still gets the job. His mentoring consists of battling the kid so hard that they wreck. He can’t get the attention of the car builder with suggestions based on that cocky, 50something grin. But he does get her Irish up.

“I start listenin’ t’you when you FINISH a race!”

Pitt gives Sonny a flippancy about all of this that flies in the face of earlier treatments of this still-deadly sport. The character wears his “the greatest who never was” status, his years in the wilderness, driving taxis and gambling for a living, with an almost embarassed shrug.

Press conferences? He’s the king of smirking one-word answers to questions. And his solution to the team’s get-out-of-last-place problems are what we’d call “cheating.” “F1” has a whiff of “Talledega Nights” about it in that regard.

In Kosinski’s two and a half hour film, rival drivers (Lewis Hamilton got a producer credit) are barely glimpsed and occasionally mentioned. The focus is on the kid who has to learn patience and team building and the tricks of the track, and of the old dog teaching those new tricks.

We see shirtless Sonny’s scars from injuries, the tattoos, and the competitiveness. Sonny may affect a laid-back, devil-may-care vibe. He’s cavalier about the ways he games the rules and “Ooops” and “My bads” others off the track. But he hates losing.

The flippant banter gives this movie a jokey “Ford v. Ferrari” tone. Kosinski boils the travel and tracks down to a few tropes that capture the spectacle of Britain’s Silverstone, Mexico City’s Autódromo, the Vegas Strip course and Yas Marina in Abu Dhabi.

If you want a sense of the grandeur, tradition and deadly history of Formula 1, “Grand Prix” and “Rush” do it better.

But if you want a fun night out with a sixtysomething movie star behind the wheel, in his element and cheerfully, comically comfortable in his own long-worshipped skin, you’d be hard pressed to do better than “F1.” It takes the checkered flag among the popcorn pix of this summer.

Rating: PG-13, profanity, violent accidents, sexual situations

Cast: Brad Pitt, Javier Bardem, Damson Idris, Sarah Niles, Samson Kayo, Tobias Menzies, Abdul Salis, Callie Cooke, Shea Whigham and Kerry Condon.

Credits: Directed by Joseph Kosinski, scripted by Ehren Kruger. A Warner Bros./Apple release.

Running time: 2:35

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Documentary Preview: “Shari & LambChop” take another bow

You’ve got to be a certain age to have any idea what this title is about and to remember how big a deal this early children’s TV act was.

Coming soon.

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Movie Preview: Channing Tatum is on the lam in plain sight in Charlotte — “Roofman”

A crook who hides out at Toys R Us?

Gotta be in Charlotte.

Kirsten Dunst, Lakeith Stanfeld and Peter Dinklage are in this true story caper farce from the director of “The Place Beyond the Pines.”

Oct. 10

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Netflixable? Baby Ballerina is Slow to Figure Out who the “Bad Influence” in her Life Is

Here’s a sordid little teen-in-trouble tease from Spain that promises threats, sex and violence presented in the most melodramatic situations possible in assorted posh settings decorated by overdressed members of the upper class and underclass.

“Bad Influence” is about a teen ballerina who is being stalked — at home, at school and in the concert hall, and her rich father’s wildly unconventional and nonsensical solution to that.

Dad (Enrique Arce) goes to prison and wrangles early release for a troubled young man he wants to to be his daughter’s bodyguard.

Yeah, it could happen. “Troubled?” Maybe giving the kid the name “Eros” (Alberto Olmo) wasn’t the safest guarantee for an easy life.

Eros is to watch over young Reese (Eléa Rochera), and his lunging save when a stage light almost falls on her should seal that deal.

But she’s underwhelmed and he’s not all that enthusiastic. And as is the way of cute teen thrillers of this ilk, there’s a whole flamenco around the mutual attraction that gets in the way of “The Bodyguard” performing duties he is in no way qualified to carry out.

At least they can bond over a “Doctor Jones” sing-along in her daddy’s Jeep.

Reese is getting online threats and real-world suggestions of exposure to peril. Her bullying rich pretty-boy ex, Raúl (Fernando Fraga) is the leading candidate. His racist “Jesus Looked Like Me” t-shirt is our first clue.

Maybe the posh private school that Eros has to enroll in and (we assume) audit classes in French philosophy is a tell, too. The screenwriter/director names it “St. Plath.” I kid you not.

It’s never the most obvious villain, so does the Sylvia Plath reference give anything away? Might the dad be staging these threats himself in a pervy, possessive bit of acting out? Could one of Reese’s friends — voraciously bisexual Lily (Sara Ariño) — have it in for her?

Could Reese be managing these menacing messages herself? How about Eros’s orphan “family”– the overdressed/underdressed and underemployed sexpot Peyton (Mirela Balic) or on-the-make hustler Diego (Farid Bechara)? Revenge on “our annoying bosses of the future” class?

The film pays about as much attention to the mystery as it does to Reese’s supposedly promising ballet career (check out that EDITING). At least the scenery (Valencia and environs) is striking, what little we see of it.

The heat between our young Spanish Alexander Skarsgård look-alike and the Spanish daughter Gemma Arterton never knew she birthed is palpable but teased out in the most predictable ways. That coy, carnal attraction has to do the heavy lifting in a movie with limited incidents, threats and “action.”

Because the resolution and finale co-writer/director Chloé Wallace cooks up looks more Latin American Spanish than European Spanish. It’s straight out of a telenovela.

Rating: TV-MA, violence, sex, nudity, smoking, profanity

Cast: Alberto Olmo, Eléa Rochera, Mirela Balic, Sara Ariño and Enrique Arce.

Credits: Directed by Chloé Wallace, scripted by Chloé Wallace and Diane Muro. A Netflix release.

Running time: 1:46

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