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MY MOVIE SHELF: X-Men: First Class

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The Task: Watch and write about every movie on my shelf, in order (Blu-rays are sorted after DVDs), by June 10, 2015.  Remaining movies: 2 Days to go: 4

Movie #438:  X-Men: First Class

From what I understand, comics get rebooted all the time, with a new set of stories that can have little connection to whatever came before. Movies about comic book characters do this too, with every new director’s vision of Superman, for example, or Batman or Spider-Man. These franchises often, in fact, tell the same stories over and over again, such as the hero’s origin story. What makes X-Men: First Class interesting, therefore, is its attempt to reboot the series while also a) telling a whole new set of stories about these characters, from a completely different time in their lives, and b) keeping a connection to the earlier series.

In X-Men: First Class, we meet Charles Xavier (James McAvoy) and Eric Lensherr (Michael Fassbender) as children (played by Laurence Belcher and Bill Milner, respectively) and then as young men. Likewise, we meet Raven (Jennifer Lawrence) as a little girl (played by Morgan Lily) who grows up with Charles in his home after he catches her alone and hungry and looking for food. These people who were linchpins to the original series of films — power players with clearly alluded to long and significantly linked backstories — are getting, in essence, their origin story. We’re introduced to their very different histories, and we’re shown how they grew together and apart in the span of a very critical time in world history.

There are things I really like about the film, and things I don’t like so much, putting it actually on par with perhaps The Last Stand with regard to my preferences. The mutant villains, for example (because the film is truly about mutants versus mutants, in the long run — humans are sort of incompetent bystanders to the whole thing), are lacking in the kind of charisma that makes Magneto himself so compelling in later films (and in this one, too, as Eric shares a lot of their beliefs and even converts Raven to embracing her Mystique self), making it incredibly lopsided. Sebastian Shaw (Kevin Bacon) is despicable, and he doesn’t make a good leader. He tells Emma Frost (January Jones) that they don’t hurt their own kind, but he spends a lot of time doing just that — especially when he kills Darwin (Edi Gathegi) for no good reason. Beyond that, his superpower just makes him look gross, like when his head and hands get inordinately big as he absorbs energy. It’s not attractive. Emma Frost herself is also disappointingly bland, and she’s the only one of Shaw’s minions who does anything interesting. The rest don’t even have lines, I don’t think. And Angel (Zoe Kravitz) doesn’t even bat an eye when Darwin is killed, so forget her.

What it gets right, though, is awesome. The performances of McAvoy and Fassbender (and Lawrence, and Nicholas Hoult as Beast) are phenomenal and moving. Fassbender and Lawrence, especially, bring every ounce of emotion necessary to their character arcs — all the pain, all the anger, all the frustration and isolation they’ve felt over the years. It’s essential to developing who they are and who they become, and both actors are incredible. Beast has a similar, if not as deeply developed, history of feeling like a freak, and Hoult delivers on that. Xavier’s past is not as fraught with hardship, as his life has been filled with financial privilege and his mutation is a strategic advantage in most situations, explaining his much more positive outlook on humanity and reinforcing his desire to work with it instead of against it. I’m also a big fan of Rose Byrne as Moira, not only because she’s an undervalued member of the CIA — being a woman — but because she’s not afraid to use her undergarments to get her into a club for some good old American spying.

The time period also lends itself well to the tale of potential mutant uprisings, I think, as the Cuban Missile Crisis was indeed a very tense moment in our collective history, and one that is taught to have been resolved as if by a stroke of luck, at the last moment, almost out of nowhere. There’s an air of mystery to it that, to be perfectly frank, a secret mutant storyline fits squarely into. It’s kind of brilliant.

I also LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE the cameos by Hugh Jackman (as Wolverine) and Rebecca Romijn (as older Mystique), because they are awesome. Like, I literally clapped my hands with glee the first time I saw them. And I maybe still do for Wolverine.

Obviously loving and hating so many different things about it means X-Men: First Class isn’t my favorite of the X-Men films (that would still be X2), but I applaud its ability to create a whole new franchise inside an existing one, and I really do love where this new line can take us. As the next one will attest, most anything is possible.

XMen First Class

MY MOVIE SHELF: Love Actually

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The Task: Watch and write about every movie on my shelf, in order (Blu-rays are sorted after DVDs), by June 10, 2015.  Remaining movies: 205  Days to go: 209

Movie #172:  Love Actually

Last year Love Actually turned 10, and I found out there are a lot more mixed feelings about the movie than I ever would’ve predicted. Is it a Christmas movie or is it not a Christmas movie? Is it ridiculous or whimsical? Does it not have enough sex in it? Honestly, it’s much ado about nothing as far as I’m concerned. I consider it a Christmas movie, but I could actually watch it whenever, and it’s clearly a whimsical film, filled with playfulness and hope and small fantasy elements. And I actually think the implications of sex and the disappointing denials of sex make the film a more powerful statement overall. To paraphrase a certain lovesick guy impersonating a Christmas caroler, to me, it is perfect.

An ensemble film that traces the lives of several loosely connected Londoners in the weeks leading up to Christmas, Love Actually delves into the ways love is held, lost, denied, promised, hoped for and realized. It’s silly and funny and lovely and heartbreaking and great, all rolled into one, but while the aggregate is fantastic, Love Actually excels in tiny moments. Here are my favorites:

Nobody talks about Love Actually without talking about Emma Thompson’s devastating portrayal of Karen, opening up her Christmas gift to find the necklace she was expecting to receive from her husband (having chanced upon it in his pocket a week before), was instead a Joni Mitchell CD. Utterly humiliated and heartbroken, she still has to hold herself together in front of her children. It’s Christmas Eve and they’re about to go to the kids’ school play, after all; she can’t fall apart, can’t confront her husband (Alan Rickman), can’t curl up in a ball until New Year’s. She hides her shock and outrage, excuses herself for a moment, and quietly loses it in her bedroom. It captures perfectly that gut punch feeling of betrayal, that suffocation that comes over you. And the movie follows it up with another perfect moment, when she does confront Harry after the concert, she says it’s not just him who’s the fool because he’s made a fool out of her as well, “and the life I lead look foolish too.” That’s the line that gets me, for it carries the full weight of infidelity, when everything you know about your life can be rendered false in an instant. A heavy moment, and yet it doesn’t darken the film. Simply perfect.

Then there’s Hugh Grant as the new Prime Minister. The mutual attraction between him and Natalie (Martine McCutcheon) is sparkling, and I really enjoy his confusion at everyone calling her chubby. He’s even steely and resolute with Billy Bob Thornton as the U.S. President. But when he starts dancing around to “Jump” by The Pointer Sisters, I can’t help but squeal with delight. If there’s anything more appealing than Hugh Grant being a dick, it’s Hugh Grant dancing badly. I am not kidding.

My next favorite character is Colin Frissell (Kris Marshall), and I’m not kidding about that either. His entire scheme to go to Wisconsin to meet easy American girls and be the God of Sex he was always destined to be is hilarious and, in its fantasy-world way, kind of spot-on about how an ordinary guy somewhere can go somewhere completely different and become infinitely more interesting, almost on the strength of his accent alone. Okay, so if you do this you’re probably not going to meet January Jones and Elisha Cuthbert and Shannon Elizabeth and Denise Richards and Ivana Milicevic — all sexed up and ready to go since they’re “not the richest of girls” and have to sleep naked in a single bed — but it’s the hope fulfilled for Colin that makes it so great. And the best part? Screaming in Heathrow Airport, “and he’s got a big NOB,” (complete with hand gesture estimation of size).

And the pop-up live rendition of “All You Need Is Love” at the wedding of Juliet (Kiera Knightly) and Peter (Chiwetel Ejiofor) is splendid, but Juliet’s face as she realizes Peter’s best friend Mark (Andrew Lincoln) took video of only her, is surprised and flattered and also sad. And then Mark tears up and I just want to hug them both.

There’s also the porn stand-ins, played by Martin Freeman and Joanna Page, who spend all day in various states of undress, miming sex acts with each other, and yet they’re so timid and hesitant about feeling each other out on a personal level and eventually dating. It’s the cutest thing ever.

Or how Aurelia (Lucia Moniz) learns English for Jamie (Colin Firth) “just in cases.”

Or Bill Nighy as faded rock star Billy Mack, singing his crappy Christmas song, naked, on live TV, thrusting into his guitar.

Or stupid, stupid Sarah (Laura Linney) putting her brother in some assisted living center where he’s allowed to call her every hour of the day, as many times as he wants, and not allowing a moment to herself, especially when gorgeous, nearly-naked, understanding, patient and totally, uncomprehendingly into her Karl (Rodrigo Santoro) is right there in her bed begging her not to answer.

Or Daniel (Liam Neeson) bumping into Carol (Claudia Schiffer) and getting all tongue-tied because she looks just like Claudia Schiffer.

Or the jewelry store clerk (Rowan Atkinson) distracting an airport gate attendant so Sam (Thomas Brodie-Sangster) runs to tell Joanna (Olivia Olson) how he feels about her.

Or Joanna’s perfect rendition of “All I Want For Christmas Is You.”

Love Actually is a delightful movie that warms my heart and makes me feel good, and it has so many great moments to savor. It makes me deliriously happy. I honestly can’t think of a single reason not to love it to pieces.

Love Actually