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Movie Review: A Tale Trapped at “The Crossroads,” Never Going Anywhere

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Movie Review: A Tale Trapped at “The Crossroads,” Never Going Anywhere

“The Crossroads” is the sort of movie you get when you park two attractive but bland young actors on a modestly scenic piece of real estate and take romance pretty much off the table.

A stunningly dull chat-a-thon of silences, evasive question-and-answer conversations, abrupt, contrived arguments, literary name dropping and cliched third act “diagnoses” explaining much of what’s come before, it’s as good an argument as any against “keeping things simple,” tuning out the outside world and such.

You’d die of boredom.

Emily Coupe arrives at the titular filling station/convenience store/diner on the border between Arizona and New Mexico, jumps out of a car with her backpack, guitar, torn tight jeans and pink hair extensions, only to be “rescued” by “a cowboy” played by Nick Ballard.

“Star” is her name. She wants to be a singer-songwriter. But she’s fled LA, heading for “Dubuque.” Not that she gives this away any time soon.

Logan isn’t especially friendly, but he offers her a lift in his ancient Ford pickup, talks about “weather comin’” (We can see the skies. Nope.) and takes her to his remote farmhouse.

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Don’t get your hopes up. This isn’t a horror movie.

Star is closed-off, working out some things. Logan is shut-down, dealing with his own issues. The script has them spend 95 minutes doling out even the tiniest hint of information about their names, their backgrounds, the time setting we’re dealing with and the problems they’re struggling to overcome.

Director Douglas A. Raine and screenwriter Ginia Desmond break that fundamental convenant they’re honor bound to take with the audience. Tell us what your movie is about, tell us who the characters are and don’t bore us to death waiting around for something — ANYthing — to happen.

Only somebody who thinks leaving LA for Dubuque is a fun idea could conjure up a leading lady dense enough to say “A clothesline? I’ve never used one.” Even if you haven’t, honey, there’s no danged sense admitting it.

Only a “cowboy” who hides his rodeo trophies in haystacks, who actually farms “hemp” now (not that we see “work” of any sort) when he isn’t reading “The Invisible Man” (H.G. Wells, 1897), with the Quran and select works of Carl Jung on his DIY bookshelves, could offer up this as a comeback.

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“You’ll have to figure it out.”

Rating: profanity, adult subject matter

Cast: Nick Ballard, Emily Coupe

Credits: Directed by Douglas A. Raine, scripted by Ginia Desmond. A Desktop Entertainment release on FreeVee, Amazon Prime, etc.

Running time: 1:35

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Movie Critic, formerly with McClatchy-Tribune News Service, Orlando Sentinel, published in Spin Magazine, The World and now published here, Orlando Magazine, Autoweek Magazine

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‘Mercy’ movie review: Chris Pratt pleads before an AI algorithm in the trial of his life

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‘Mercy’ movie review: Chris Pratt pleads before an AI algorithm in the trial of his life

A man has 90 minutes to prove his innocence during an AI-expedited murder trial in Mercy, a slick new sci-fi thriller from director Timur Bekmambetov (in his first Hollywood outing since 2016’s Ben-Hur) premiering in Prague and cinemas worldwide this weekend. The premise instantly draws us in, and solid execution maintains our interest for the majority of the movie, but a third act implosion sinks the whole enterprise and makes us question our own good taste for enjoying it in the first place.

In an era where most of us interact with artificial intelligence on a daily basis, we walk into these kinds of things with certain expectations. Mercy‘s painfully outdated interpretation of AI feels less like The Creator, Ex Machina or even M3GAN and more like 90s thriller Virtuosity: by the time Rebecca Ferguson‘s algorithm praises Chris Pratt‘s “gut instincts” and shares a meaningful nod, it has severed any sense of technological realism.

Mercy stars Pratt as L.A. police detective Chris Raven, who helped advocate for the titular technology: an AI-powered criminal justice system that serves as judge, jury, and executioner, and gives defendants 90 minutes to plead their cases before an AI judge delivers a verdict and carries out the sentence. Death sentences are instantly delivered through lethal injection, conveniently located in the chair on which defendants are restrained.

But it’s not all bad: the Mercy system bypasses any need for warrants, and gives both the AI judge and the defendant access to phone records, traffic cameras, police databases, and any other kind of evidence that could possibly be available in the cloud. Defendants should have everything they need to prove their case—save for a lawyer—but the all-knowing algorithm should already know whether or not they’re guilty.

That puts Raven in a bind when he wakes up from a hangover and a head injury before the digital Judge Maddox (Ferguson), who tells him his wife Nicole (Annabelle Wallis) has been murdered and there’s a 97.5 percent chance that he’s the killer. Raven can’t quite remember what transpired, but he knows he isn’t a murderer, and has exactly 90 minutes to get his guilt rating below 92 percent, or else he’ll be executed on the spot.

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This is essentially The Fugitive, except Raven isn’t trying to prove his innocence and track down the real murderer while he’s on the run: he’s doing it all while restrained to a chair in a darkened room. Good thing he’s an actual detective, unlike the homeless men he’s put in front of the Mercy system in the past.

The setup immediately draws us in, and director Bekmambetov does a great job of ratcheting up the tension as Raven scrambles to not only save his own life, but solve his wife’s murder. As he scrambles to untangle the mystery before the clock runs out, he calls AA sponsor Robert Nelson (Chris Sullivan), daughter Britt (Kylie Rogers), and partner Jaq (Kali Reis) to help him put the pieces of the puzzle together.

All Mercy needs is a sensible resolution to succeed in B-movie terms. Maybe Raven finds the real killer, and succeeds in proving his innocence before the Mercy system. Maybe the killer gets away, and Raven’s execution becomes the impetus to bring the whole system down. Or maybe Raven really is the killer—and his inside knowledge allows him to game the system and get away.

After 75 minutes of an interesting and well-executed sci-fi murder mystery-cum-courtroom drama, any reasonable resolution would seal the deal. But instead, the utter nonsense delivered in the final act of writer Marco van Belle’s script sends this whole movie off the rails.

Key test in these kinds of credulity-testing whodunnits: walk back the events of the narrative from the point of view of the killer. What Mercy asks us to believe has transpired is not only completely baffling, but it also forces the film to completely switch gears, abandoning the premise that made it interesting in the first place.

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Still, Mercy has enough technical polish to keep it watchable, buoyed by Ramin Djawadi’s propulsive score, sleek cinematography from Khalid Mohtaseb, and proficient VFX work (love that police dronecopter). Bekmambetov stages the action well, and both Pratt and Ferguson give fun performances that lean into the script’s silliness—even if Maddox is written with far too much empathy to convincingly register as artificial intelligence.

In the end, Mercy is a thriller that builds a smart, timely hook and sustains it for just long enough to make its collapse especially frustrating. The film asks provocative questions about truth and justice in the AI age of only to abandon them in favor of a finale that doesn’t withstand even minimal scrutiny. It’s a cautionary tale about blind faith in algorithms—a lesson that could have also benefitted the filmmakers.

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‘The Choral’

Directed by Nicholas Hytner (R)

★★

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Film Review: “People We Meet on Vacation”

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Film Review: “People We Meet on Vacation”

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Warning: Full spoilers for the film follow.

Look, I’ll be the first to tell you that Netflix movies are, with some notable exceptions, almost completely forgettable. I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times the streamer has created a film that managed to stick with me the day after I watched it. I’m happy to say that People We Meet on Vacation, the romantic comedy based on the novel by Emily Henry, is one such. I found it a perfectly enchanting, deeply touching, and often surprisingly hilarious film that had me laughing and crying.

In other words, it’s the perfect rom-com. When the film begins, Emily Bader’s Poppy Wright is a travel writer but, despite her rather lavish lifestyle and the fact she can go anywhere she wants on her magazine’s dime, feels disenchanted with her life. Thus, she leaps at the chance to attend the wedding of her friend, David (a criminally underused Miles Heizer), whose brother used to be Poppy’s best friend. A series of flashbacks show the beginning and growth of their friendship, while in the present the two of them struggle to remember what brought them together, all while trying to figure out just what it is they feel for one another. Eventually, of course, they realize that what they want most is one another, and they end up falling in love.

I think it’s fair to say that there’s tremendous chemistry between Blyth and Bader. From the moment Poppy and Alex meet it’s clear these two people are fated to be with one another, whether as friends or as something else. While Poppy is a bit of a wild child and a free spirit–someone who has a very flexible understanding of what being on time means and is quite happy to eat a very messy breakfast burrito in the car of someone she’s just met–Alex is the quintessential homebody, someone who just wants to move back to their small Ohio town and raise a family. As it turns out, though, there are rich depths to both of them, depths that are only really revealed each year when they reunite for their vacations.

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The film is at its best in the past, when we see these two good friends getting to know one another, simply enjoying being away from the world and all of its pressures. Different as they are, there’s clearly something strong and deep between the two of them and, though neither one of them wants to admit it, that something is more than just friendship (though, as time will tell, that friend bond will be key to their burgeoning romantic feelings for each other). These scenes manage to be both poignant and often deeply hilarious, particularly the moment when Alex, after deciding to go skinny-dipping with a potential romantic interest, allows his clothes to get washed away in the river, leading him to walk the rest of the way back to camp naked. It’s a moment that allows Blyth to show off some of his comedy chops, and the movie is better for it.

Finally, we get to the infamous trip to Italy which brought their long-standing friendship to a screeching halt, thanks to a pregnancy scare, an almost-kiss, some awkward babbling from Poppy, and Alex’s impromptu proposal to his on-again/off-again girlfriend Sarah. This is classic rom-com miscommunication, and it works pretty well. Bader really captures Poppy’s sense of confusion as she tries to work through her confusion, a dynamic that will persist until very nearly the film’s end. It’s only once she kisses Alex in the present, though, that the pieces start to click together.

At first, I was a little conflicted about the film’s resolution, which sees Poppy essentially giving up her career as a successful journalist to quasi-settle down with someone who is, as another character puts it, a bit like limp lettuce. The more I thought about it, though, the more I realized that wasn’t really an accurate read of what happens in the film. To be sure, Poppy is the one who gradually comes to realize that her career isn’t satisfying in and of itself, while Alex has always been happy being what he is: a small-town dude who likes living in his hometown. However, we’ve known from the jump that she’s not particularly happy with her life or, frankly, with some of her life choices. For some, being a free spirit and jetting around the world is a source of empowerment and joy; for Poppy, though, it seems to be something else, an escape from an emptiness inside of her she doesn’t quite know how to put into words.

The thing of it is: these two characters make the most sense, and are happier, when they’re together. No matter how hard they try to get away from it, and no matter how much they’ve managed to hurt one another (largely inadvertently) over the years, the truth is they bring out the best in one another. More to the point, they are quite simply enough. And, having seen them together in so many wonderful scenes–whether dancing as only two straight people hopelessly in love with one another can dance or taking care of one another when they’re sick–we actually believe they have what it takes.

While People We Meet on Vacation is quite touching and, contrary to what other critics have claimed, filled with at least glimmers of emotional insight, it’s also quite funny. This will come as no surprise to those of us who had a field day watching Bader shine in the batshit fun that was My Lady Jane, but she’s even more in her element here. Whether it’s spilling the aforementioned breakfast burrito all over Alex’s car or acting like a total weirdo when she’s encountering other people on vacation, Bader simply owns the moment. Blyth, likewise, is the perfect straight man, his intense style of performance perfect for someone like Alex, who feels thanks deeply but often has trouble expressing them (he is a man, after all).

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I do have a few quibbles with the screenplay. I would’ve liked to see more of Poppy’s friendship with Alex’s brother, David, particularly since that bond is important enough for the latter to invite Poppy to his wedding. As it is, the screenplay doesn’t really give us any insight as to when they met or how they became close or even whether they’re that close at all. I also would’ve liked to have seen more of Poppy’s parents, particularly since they’re played by two geniuses like Molly Shannon and Alan Ruck. Still, these are relatively minor quibbles.

While I wouldn’t go so far as to say that People We Meet on Vacation is one of the truly great rom-coms, I do think it’s one of the better ones. There is genuine emotional insight here, about how we sometimes are our own worst enemies, sabotaging what could be beautiful and satisfying relationships because we’re afraid we’re not enough. It’s funny and sweet and, at the end of the day, that too, is enough.

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