Amazeballs

Osgood Perkins’s “The Monkey” offers up a carnival of mutilation and tumbling gags, a film so wanton in its pleasures you almost suspect the projectionist of lacing the celluloid with laughing gas. The miracle, if there is one, is that its freshness lies not in reinventing the wheel (or the wind-up monkey) but in letting the wheel wobble, careen, and spin out in a delirious, bloody gymkhana. Stephen King’s reputation hovers somewhere over this project, but for those of us spared the original short story, the movie arrives naked: it must enchant, or revolt, on its own. Whether the King DNA matters is a parlor game for fanatics. What matters is how Perkins handles his inheritance, a prop-shop horror premise that could have been creaky as an attic toy chest.

There is an itch in contemporary science fiction which no number of tight scripts and digital vistas can entirely scratch: the genre longs to mean something again, to be both playground and arena, but all too often balloons out into ponderous “themes” and sterile future-worlds. It’s a relief, a relief laced with a kind of giddy disbelief, to witness Bong Joon Ho’s Mickey 17, a film that doesn’t just cross genres, but seems to tear them up and ball them in one trembling fist.

After the garish, exhaust-spewing spectacle of most “political” thrillers, Steven Spielberg’s Munich arrives like a shock to the moral system—a slow-burning fever of a film, where triumph is measured not by body counts but by the corrosion of souls. Released in the long winter shadow of Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo, Munich isn’t content with the easy uplift of righteous action. No, Spielberg has something far more unsettling in mind: he gives us the nightmare of retaliation—personal, national, and ultimately, existential—and then refuses to wake us up.

When I first sat down to watch Monga, a Taiwanese gangster film directed by Doze Niu, I expected the tradition of brotherhood and the ever-fascinating dynamics of loyalty and betrayal that often weave through this genre. Released in 2010 and featuring prominent actors like Mark Chao and Ethan Juan, Monga positions itself within the shadows of classic crime dramas, yet yearns to carve out its unique narrative in the landscape of Taiwanese cinema. As the film unfurls, I found myself immersed in the rough-and-tumble world of 1980s gang life, feeling the weight of every friendship and the sting of betrayal echoing through the streets of Taipei.

"The Meg" is a 2018 science fiction action film that dives smoothly into a blend of thrills and laughs, directed by Jon Turteltaub. With a screenplay penned by Dean Georgaris, Jon Hoeber, and Erich Hoeber, this film draws its inspiration from Steve Alten's 1997 novel, "Meg: A Novel of Deep Terror." Featuring a star-studded cast led by Jason Statham, alongside Li Bingbing, Rainn Wilson, and Ruby Rose, "The Meg" promises a wild ride.

As a long-time admirer of Dev Patel, starting with his unforgettable role in "Slumdog Millionaire," I was eagerly looking forward to his directorial debut, "Monkey Man." This film not only showcases his remarkable acting talent but also reveals his vision and storytelling capabilities from behind the camera.