Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Movie Review Monday on Tuesday: The Sorcerer's Apprentice


So I've decided that I'm going to do this thing. I'm calling it "Movie Review Monday." Whether it will happen on Mondays remains to be seen, but there you are.
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If you know me (in any capacity), you know three things about me:
1) I am tall (and thanks for letting me know...'cause I had no idea),
2) I melt with fanboyish delight at the mention of Harry Potter, and
3) I pride myself on my ever-expanding film collection (latest count sits at 431).

In recent months, I have found myself to be something of a very critical...well, critic of movies and TV shows. I guess it comes with the territory.
So rather than flood my friends' News Feeds with Flixter Reviews from my iPhone (shameless plug!), I'm going to channel those critiques into my blog. That way, you four loyal readers are guaranteed at least one entry a week. :D

I will model each of my reviews as follows:
- how well the film is made (acting, writing, direction)
- if it reaches its target audience
- parental cautions
- Christian conclusion

DISCLAIMER: I am in no way a professional movie-maker or movie-breaker. These are my personal thoughts. 'Kay?
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The subject of my first review is The Sorcerer's Apprentice, the newest lovechild of Jerry Bruckheimer and Disney. It stars Nicolas Cage (National Treasure) as Balthazar Blake, a centuries-old sorcerer in search for the "Next Big Thing" in magic. Jay Baruchel (Knocked Up) stars as Dave Stutler, that "Next Big Thing." Naturally, the film follows the story of how Dave becomes a sorcerer under Balthazar's tutelage. Oh, and there's also a evil sorcerer, played by Alfred Molina (Spider-Man 2).

I thought this film was a lot of fun. The acting is good enough with a healthy dose of camp to let us know that the actors aren't taking their roles too seriously. Cage is best when he doesn't try too hard and here we see that. Throughout the film, Baruchel delivers more of those great one-line zingers that got him noticed in his earlier films. Surprisingly, he capably carries the film as the titular hero. The supporting cast all does a great job with what they're given, and unknown Teresa Palmer works as the quirky love interest.

Like the acting, the writing is believable enough to not make you groan, but campy enough that lets you know not to take it too seriously.

The film is directed by Jon Turteltaub, who we've all seen before with both National Treasure films. Apprentice is very much in the vein of those two, and Turteltaub proves he can capably handle a popcorn flick.

With its mid-summer release opposite Chrisopher Nolan's mindbender Inception, Apprentice aims to appeal to all those who aren't yet able to (and those who plain don't want to) appreciate Nolan's conceptually-layered parfait of a film. To that end, it succeeds. Every young boy is going to eat this film up. And if the teenage crowd can get over the PG-rating and lack of boobs, I think they would be pleasantly surprised.

Oh! And if you are a OneRepublic fan, you'll be happy to know that the song "Secrets" features strongly in a particular scene in a very cool way. in fact, the film's entire soundtrack is enjoyable. The end credits led me to discover (with the help of Shazam for iPhone) the band Alpha Rev and their song "Phoenix Burn".

Of course, no one film will appeal to all types. Young girls won't find much beyond a few cute magic tricks and a light romance in the way of a fairy tale. Older folks who are looking for a more mature magical movie would be better off watching something else, too.

For any parents- that being potential, pending, and present- this film does hold some caution. First off, while no blood is seen (hello? it's magic), the film features a lot more death than I expected. Several characters are done away with so suddenly that it caught me off guard. Secondly, there's the giant CGI dragon. It's not in the film for a very long time, but for the time it is, it's pretty in-your-face.
Then there's the issue of the magic. Without being too spoilerish, I will say that the film explains its magic in a scientific way, which I assume is to placate any claims from conservative families of occult themes...as if that would stop them. But still, a parent is a parent is a parent, so there you go.

My conclusion on this movie is that it is a very fun and fast-paced summer flick. It's not going to win Oscars, but it's not going to interest the Razzie board, either. That the film seems to know this is a relief, too.
If you're a Disney fan, you will like this movie. The more hardcore Disney fans will know that this film is based (very loosely) on an animated short of the same name from Fantasia, the ambitious 1940 musical film. There is a specific scene in Apprentice that pays homage to the short that is sure to make you smile.
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As a youth minister, I try to find Christian truths in the pop culture world we live in. I see The Sorcerer's Apprentice as harmless entertainment, but that doesn't mean it can't be used to bring Christ to the surface. For starters, the bond between Balthazar and Dave is reminiscent of a healthy father-son relationship and the ups and downs it goes through. The theme of sacrifice is strong in this film, first seen during the medieval prologue and brought full circle during the finale, which features a character making the choice to save the girl he loves with great consequence to himself, and another choosing to sacrifice himself for the sake of the many. The film even hints at an unseen, unnamed higher power, from whom the ability of magic came from.

Once this film is out on DVD, youth groups all over the country could easily turn this into a lively movie devotion.
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So that was my first review. Awful? Awesome? Well, whatever it was, I had fun doing it. Look for more to come. If you want me to review a specific film that you don't see here, ask me! That would make me feel special :D.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

"I Think This Stuff is Burning my Face."

Omgwow.
It has been too long. So much has happened since I last posted.

  • I got sucked into True Blood.
  • People got shot on Grey's Anatomy.
  • Lady Gaga gave Jerry Seinfeld the bird.
  • I turned 23!
  • It rained.
  • I got curtains!
  • There was that oil spill-thing.
  • And the EPIC new HP7 trailer debuted.
Possibly the most significant thing to happen since April is summer! For me, a person with a job-job, summer happened somewhat lackadaisically. BUT! I have been able to scrape together a decent summertime in the midst of my first three months on the job.

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I have traveled to Dallas (or Lewisville, rather) to visit the Gomolls (Hi, James and Christi!), to Shreveport to do some serious squandering-of-wealth on those perilous penny slots, to Dallas again to see Wicked (omgsoogood), to College Station for some nuptials, and to Kerrville for camp.

This last item is what I shall be harping on for the rest of this post. :D

We began our loong journey at 6:45 in the morning on Sunday of last week. I, being epically sunburned, got out of my car knowing what was coming. And come it did.

"Hey Daniel, did you forget your sunscreen?"
"Does this hurt?"
"Whoa, did you know you're really sunburned?"

Already I'm excited.

About halfway to Kerrville, we stop at Sonic and I got a Cherry Limeade. Not a plot point, I just lurv them.
On the road again for twenty minutes when one of my girls announces the absence of her iPod. Like the gracious youth minister I am, I turn around, go back to Sonic, only to have said iPod recovered in the back seat the moment I pull into the parking lot. I really should've seen that one coming...

The rest of the trip goes by painlessly, unless you count the pain in my gut after listening to this conversation:

Middle school girl: "Can we give you a makeover?"
Middle school guy #1: "Um. No?"
Middle school girl: "C'mon! You'll smell good."
Middle school guy #1: "Fine."
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Middle school guy #1: "I think this stuff is burning my face."
Middle school guy #2: "Well, at least you smell great."


We turn down Upper Turtle Creek and I am met with a rush of emotion and I realize how much I have missed this place. My stomach is suddenly in my throat and it has nothing to do with the steep dips in the road.
I pull into camp in the midst of blue-shirted staff waving at me and my kids. Some old faces, so many new ones. My kids' cabin leaders are four new faces and they ramble up to our vans, bright-eyed, joyful, and tan. Just like a cabin leader should be.

The week is a swirling mix of fond memories and new experiences. My kids swam every day, and every day they played boys v. girls keep-away. And every day, the girls were astounded when they would throw me the ball and I in turn would toss it to one of the guys. They STORMed pretty badly during their co-ops, but came together nicely when it counted at the rockwall.

Apparently, Gaga Ball has become a Cross Trails institution in a year's time. They have it on a shirt, for cryin' out loud. My kids went ballistic for the game though. And I must admit...I did too. I totally bought the shirt.

It is now a ministry goal of our youth group to create a "Gagarena". See what I did there...?

Every day, I met my kids at the Cocoon and tried to get them to try the sour watermelon sno-cone. Andlemmetellyousomthin, that is some nasty stuff. Literally, it tasted like gasoline. I got some great pictures from it, though.

On Wednesday, we had Bible study in the tree chapel, which is essentially a giant tree that fell on its side a bazillion years ago. Not at all condusive to a worship environment. But the kids loved it. One loved it so much that he ran into it, got rushed to the nurse, and was put on concussion watch.

Oh! and there are new graces this year! My favorite new one is probably the Safety Dance Grace. It's pretty awesome.

I'm on a mission to turn Baby Got Back into a grace now. Y'know, it's like "I like big meals and I cannot lie! Jesus loves us, you can't deny..."

Yeah. That just happened.

When Thursday evening came, I was more than ready to get my Miley on at the carnival. And did I ever.
Thankfully, the LYLE 1's of that week had been around to see me in cabin leader action in summers before, so they thought my ridiculous moves were cool. My kids...notsomuch. But I loved it anyway. The best part of the night was when I was invited to be a part of the all-male cabin leader rendition of *NSYNC's timeless classic "Bye Bye Bye." We danced on the stage while the female cabin leaders, LYLEs and a few campers (the five who knew who *NSYNC were) screamed with fangirly admiration.

Seriously, I felt like a rockstar. Everyone should feel like that at least once in life.


The next day, it was time to go. I sat in the sports court watching the community celebration and reflected on the week. I, from the bottom of my heart, did not want to leave. I had been refueled- re-energized with passion in only a week. This place and its ministry had been such a large part of my life for the last five years, so much so that as I was pulling out of the driveway, waving to the still-shining faces of cabin leaders and support staff, I knew in my heart that camping ministry is where I ultimately belong.

On the way back home, the kids wouldn't stop talking to each other about camp and what they were going to do next year. From the front seat, I could not stop smiling.

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Well, I hope this is a satisfactory post after being absent two months. I promise I'll do better. :D
But now, I'm off to read poolside.
Bai.

-Danul