In our second episode Bitter Balcony's John Rojas and JAS will discuss their personal film history spanning from childhood dream to adult passion. From Tarantino's inspiration to the digital revolution, we've been witness to how our favorite medium has evolved. We'll also discuss recent news like the passing of Elizabeth Peña.
Once again pardon our dust as we figure out our technical issues. This podcast is recorded over a distance 3,000 miles. John Rojas lives in Florida and JAS in Seattle, so pardon us while we work out the kinks.
Bitter Balcony is dipping it's big toe in the cool waters of podcasting. In our first episode our own John Rojas and JAS discuss the Terminator franchise, including "Sarah Connor Chronicles" and the upcoming "Terminator: Genisys"
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I guess we don't have to review this now that this comprehensive list of many of the dumb scenes in "Lucy". The film being Luc Besson's attempt at being an intellectual that's making a intellectual yet sexy film, but failing miserably at it.
Godzilla… He’s (sometimes she) a big lizard stomping around the city mashing up shit. This is what the real fans want to see. Instead we get tease after tease after tease and no real “Holy crap! Godzilla’s kickin’ ass!” moments. Instead, what we get is a handful of characters that have no dimension to them who somehow have a magnetic attraction to Godzilla and are always around.
Gareth Edwards’ “Monsters” was an entertaining movie about trying to get out of a quarantine zone where giant monsters run. That’s the basic gist of it and it worked. That movie was shot with a small budget and we get saving the big reveal for when it gives maximum payoff. The problem is that this movie is about Godzilla. We know him and we want to see him. What was supposed to be the best part is that this movie can afford to do it right and show him as often as they like. NOPE! It’s like he thought we wouldn’t actually want to see extended scenes of big G beating crap up, but in my own case… this was the exact reason I paid for my ticket.
While watching this film I first thought, "this Director of Photography should never make another film again." Then the characters drew me in a bit. That only lasted so long before I thought, "the Director AND Editor both should never work in film again." At the end of the movie I laughed comically loud at the fact that all of those roles were the same man.
The story is one draft away from a really solid script. There are some overwritten writerly moments that took me out of the film. This tends to happen in most indie films because of filmmakers trying to be hip, or just generally trying to hard. Those moments were minimal enough that I could look past it and watch the film comfortably.