Gus March-Phillips is putting together a team. His collection of ex-military undesirables are a rag-tag team of muscle-bound rapscallions, culled from the ranks of the British and other E.U. Armed Forces Units for their insubordination, trigger-happy nature, and general rancor. Their mission: to carry out a top-secret plot to disrupt the Nazi U-boat supply chain, thereby freeing the Atlantic from their reign of underwater terror and allowing for reinforcements from their eager American allies. The execution of said mission is workmanlike and slapdash, both as carried out by the involved parties and by director Guy Ritchie. Read More
Kafkatesque ‘MEN’ Favors Allegory, Mood Over Plot
Men? Meh.
If we feel pain, are we doomed to it? Writer-director Alex Garland’s latest film, Men, is plagued by this one idea: the cyclical, unwavering nature of pain and abuse. Jessie Buckley is Harper, a woman suffering. After a traumatic incident involving her former husband (Paapa Essiedu), Harper retreats to the English countryside to find some quiet away from the city and the life she shared with her ex. While she intends to give herself space for emotional healing, Harper instead finds an intrusive, hellish male community seemingly dead-set on breaking her down further. Events turns more weird, then utterly hellish. Read More