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the panic room |
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Yes this will be a biased review. Yes this will not be a fair
presentation of facts, worldly knowledge, and other mixed media wrought
with intelligent conversation comparing plot synopsis to Jody Foster's
sweaty breasts. This will be a review of absurd quality because I like
David Fincher. Let me explain something to you: the man cannot make a bad
movie. Once you have all gotten your heads out of your asses and have
figured that out, then watching anything he directs should not be a
problem for you. Now let me explain why the meek, such as you, should
worship Fincher's god-like prowess:
a pic of Jared Leto from Prefontaine (taken from imdb.com) |
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And now, low and behold, this gem appears, "Panic Room". This movie is excellent. It has all the right elements of a great suspense flick: single wife and cute daughter (Foster and newcomer Kristen Stewart) alone in a giant New York house, a high security room called the panic room with a strange secret, and three unlikely bad guys who want what's in the room. Cast Forest Whitaker as the bad guy who has a big heart, Jared Leto as the hot but feisty (not to mention stupid) bad guy, and Dwight Yoakam as that asshole that just won't die and you've got an amazing team of jerks to make the plot complicated enough to keep you interested. And as usual, Fincher uses his concept of previsualization to take the eye of the viewer into some spectacular places throughout the film. Now that the technology is out there, Fincher uses it to his full advantage, bringing forth a whole new genre of entertainment. His awesome visual insights help to unfold a better tale and make a 4-story house an exciting place to capture it, rather then the same old, tired redundancy found in a lot of films like it. What, then, do we call this new and exciting genre of film? Eye-candy? Post-post modern film? Run-of-the-mill thriller/suspense? No! I look at these films and only see the fresh integrity of one man: David Fincher. The man IS a genre. That's it, period. Watch "Panic Room". And like it. And if you don't, well, then I hope the smell up your ass is refreshing because you might be there longer then expected. |
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