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Film Review: Bleeding Love – SLUG Magazine
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Bleeding Love
Director: Emma Westenberg
Sobini Films and Killer Films
In Theaters and Video On Demand: 02.16
Whether it’s Henry and Jane Fonda teaming up for On Golden Pond in 1981 or Adam Sandler starring with his daughter Sunny in You Are So Not Invited To My Bat Mitzvah in 2023, movie stars sharing the screen with their offspring is a time-honored tradition. Ewan McGregor and his daughter Clara gave it a try in Bleeding Love, a road trip movie where the intended destination is a viable career for Clara.
The McGregors play a middle-aged Father” and his estranged 20-year old Daughter–they are never identified by name in the film, and only listed by these designations in the credits—in a truck headed toward Sante Fe. They haven’t really been a part of each other’s lives for more than a decade, though they do have one thing in common: addiction. After Daughter nearly dies from a drug overdose, this now-sober absentee Father is determined to atone for his mistakes, reconnect with her and get her the help that she needs. There is little to do in the car but talk, which means plenty of arguing, reminiscing and a lot of awkward silence. The occasional stop gives them a chance to meet colorful characters ranging from a gun-toting tow truck driver (Kim Zimmer, Body Heat) and her amateur rapper son (Jake Weary, It Follows, Zombeavers), to a sex worker (Vera Bulder, About That Life) who looks for clients in a Walgreens parking and dreams of Broadway stardom. As the miles go by, the walls between Father and Daughter start to come down, and despite the time that has passed and the mistakes they’ve made, there might be a chance at reconnection.
Bleeding Love is journey toward reconciliation, and it’s an uneven ride that’s barely smooth and steady enough to get us there, when it’s content to be a two-person story. The younger McGregor conceived the story along with Bulder, who co-produced the film, and it plays very much like the two struggling actresses came up with the kernel of an idea for a film that would give them each a showcase and used a very strong connection to get it made. The premise itself isn’t bad, and Westenberg’s direction is on course. It’s the screenplay by Ruby Caster (Say Hi After You Die) that doesn’t know where it’s headed and it never stops to ask for directions. The side vignettes all play like they were hastily conceived to work in a role for a friend and while Bulder’s appearance is far and away the best among them, even her character falls apart as she tries too hard to create a grand exit. The conceit of refusing to give the lead characters names starts to feel pretentious when we notice that Father is actively avoiding referring to his new family by names; when we see his phone ring with a call from his wife and the name comes up as “My Love,” it’s hard not to groan.
The elder McGregor brings a hefty sense of heart and gravity along with his star power. The choice to let him speak with own brogue rather than burden the performance with another unconvincing attempt at an American accent is one of the best choices made in the film. The younger McGregor may not prove herself to be a superstar in the making, but her performance is solid enough and the natural chemistry between Father and Daughter gives us enough genuine moments to make the film enjoyable. When the iciness between them melts long enough for a spontaneous singalong to the Leona Lewis song Bleeding Love, the magical moment is interrupted by a phone call from Father’s new wife and young son. As Father fawns over the boy, the awkwardness and resentment comes rushing back, beautifully captured in Clara’s facial expressions. Just a few more moments of that caliber would have resulted in a rave review from me.
On the whole, Bleeding Love is middle of the road movie that is better suited to a $6.99 rental at home than a trip to the theater. It’s a modest roadside attraction on the way to peak movie season. Stop if you must. Otherwise, all we can do is sit and wait patiently. Either way, the words “Are we there yet?” are likely to be uttered more than once. –Patrick Gibbs
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‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic
In contrast to other sci-fi heroes, like Interstellar’s Cooper, who ventures into the unknown for the sake of humanity and discovery, knowing the sacrifice of giving up his family, Grace is externally a cynical coward. With no family to call his own, you’d think he’d have the will to go into space for the sake of the planet’s future. Nope, he’s got no courage because the man is a cowardly dog. However, Goddard’s script feels strikingly reflective of our moment. Grace has the tools to make a difference; the Earth flashbacks center on him working towards a solution to the antimatter issue, replete with occasionally confusing but never alienating dialogue. He initially lacks the conviction, embodying a cynicism and hopelessness that many people fall into today.
The film threads this idea effectively through flashbacks that reveal his reluctance, giving the story a tragic undercurrent. Yet, it also makes his relationship with Rocky, the first living thing he truly learns to care for, ever more beautiful.
When paired with Rocky, Gosling enters the rare “puppet scene partner” hall of fame alongside Michael Caine in The Muppet Christmas Carol, never letting the fact that he’s acting opposite a puppet disrupt the sincerity of his performance. His commitment to building a gradual, affectionate friendship with this animatronic creation feels completely natural, and the chemistry translates beautifully on screen. It stands as one of the stronger performances of his career.
Project Hail Mary is overly long, and while it can be deeply affecting, the film leans on a few emotional fake-outs that become repetitive in the latter half. By the third time it deploys the same sentimental beat, the effect begins to feel cloying, slightly dulling the powerful emotions it built earlier. The constant intercutting between past and present can also feel thematically uneven at times, occasionally undercutting the narrative momentum. At 2 hours and 36 minutes, the film feels like it’s stretching itself to meet a blockbuster runtime when a tighter cut might have served better.
FINAL STATEMENT
Project Hail Mary is a meticulously crafted, hopeful, and dazzling space epic that proves the most moving friendship in film this year might just be between Ryan Gosling and a rock.
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Dan Webster reviews “WTO/99”
DAN WEBSTER:
It may now seem like ancient history, especially to younger listeners, but it was only 26 years ago when the streets of Seattle were filled with protesters, police and—ultimately—scenes of what ended up looking like pure chaos.
It is those scenes—put together to form a portrait of what would become known as the “Battle of Seattle” —that documentary filmmaker Ian Bell captures in his powerful documentary feature WTO/99.
We’ve seen any number of documentaries over the decades that report on every kind of social and cultural event from rock concerts to war. And the majority of them follow a typical format: archival footage blended with interviews, both with participants and with experts who provide an informational, often intellectual, perspective.
WTO/99 is something different. Like The Perfect Neighbor, a 2026 Oscar-nominated documentary feature, Bell’s film consists of what could be called found footage. What he has done is amass a series of news reports and personal video recordings into an hour-and-42-minute collection of individual scenes, mostly focused on a several-block area of downtown Seattle.
That is where a meeting of the WTO, the World Trade Organization, was set to be held between Nov. 30 and Dec. 3, 1999. Delegates from around the world planned to negotiate trade agreements (what else?) at the Washington State Convention and Trade Center.
Months before the meeting, however, a loose coalition of groups—including NGOs, labor unions, student organizations and various others—began their own series of meetings. Their objective was to form ways to protest not just the WTO but, to some of them, the whole idea of a world order they saw as a threat to the economic independence of individual countries.
Bell’s film doesn’t provide much context for all this. What we mostly see are individuals arguing their points of view as they prepare to stop the delegates from even entering the convention center. Meanwhile, Seattle authorities such as then-Mayor Paul Schell and then-Police Chief Norm Stamper—with brief appearances by Gov. Gary Locke and King County Executive Ron Sims—discuss counter measures, with Schell eventually imposing a curfew.
That decision comes, though, after what Bell’s film shows is a peaceful protest evolving into a street fight between people parading and chanting, others chained together and splinter groups intent on smashing the storefronts of businesses owned by what they see as corporate criminals. One intense scene involves a young woman begging those breaking windows to stop and asking them why they’re resorting to violence. In response a lone voice yells their reasoning: “Self-defense.”
Even more intense, though, are the actions of the Seattle police. We see officers using pepper spray, tear gas, flash grenades and other “non-lethal” means such as firing rubber pellets into the crowd. In one scene, a uniformed guy—not identified as a police officer but definitely part of the security crowd, which included National Guardsmen—is shown kicking a guy in the crotch.
The media, too, can’t avoid criticism. Though we see broadcast reporters trying to capture what was happening—with some affected like everybody else by the tear gas that filled the streets like a winter fog—the reports they air seem sketchy, as if they’re doctors trying to diagnose a serious illness by focusing on individual cells. And the images they capture tend to highlight the violence over the well-meaning actions of the vast majority of protesters.
Reactions to what Bell has put on the screen are bound to vary, based on each viewer’s personal politics. Bell revels his own stance by choosing selectively from among thousands of hours of video coverage to form the narrative he feels best captures what happened those two decades-and-change ago.
If nothing else, WTO/99 does reveal a more comprehensive picture of what happened than we got at the time. And, too, it should prepare us for the future. The way this country is going, we’re bound to see a lot more of the same.
Call it the “Battle for America.”
For Spokane Public Radio, I’m Dan Webster.
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Movies 101 host Dan Webster is the senior film critic for Spokane Public Radio.
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Movie Review: ‘Scream 7’ – Catholic Review
NEW YORK (OSV News) – As its title suggests, “Scream 7” (Paramount) is the latest extension of a long-lived horror franchise, one that’s currently approaching its 30th anniversary on screen. Since each chapter of this slasher saga has been a bloodsoaked mess, the series’ longevity will strike moviegoers of sense as inexplicable.
Yet the slog continues. While the previous film in the sequence shifted the action from California to New York, this second installment, following a 2022 quasi-reboot, settles on a Midwestern locale and reintroduces us to the series’ original protagonist, Sidney Evans, nee Prescott (Neve Campbell).
Having aged out of the adolescent demographic on whom the various murderers who have donned the Ghostface mask that serves as these films’ dubious trademark over the years seem to prefer to prey, Sidney comes equipped with a teen daughter, Tatum (Isabel May). Will Tatum prove as resourceful in evading the unwanted attentions of Ghostface as Mom has?
On the way to answering that question, a clutch of colorless minor characters fall victim to the killer, who sometimes gets — according to his or her lights — creative. Thus one is quite literally made to spill her guts, while another ends up skewered on a barroom’s pointy beer tap.
Through it all, director Kevin Williamson and his co-writer Guy Busick try to peddle a theme of female empowerment in the face of mortal danger. They also take a stab, as it were, at constructing a plotline about intergenerational family tensions. When not jarring viewers with grisly images, however, they’re only likely to lull them into a stupor.
The film contains excessive gory violence, including disembowelment and impaling, underage drinking, mature topics, a couple of profanities, several milder oaths, pervasive rough and considerable crude language and occasional crass expressions. The OSV News classification is O — morally offensive. The Motion Picture Association rating is R — restricted. Under 17 requires accompanying parent or adult guardian.
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