Movie Reviews
Joker: Folie à Deux can’t find the right note (Movie Review)
When director Todd Phillips released his movie Joker in 2019, there was actual concern that the film might be so powerful it would inspire real-world violence. Threats were made, screenings were canceled and there were undercover police officers in movie theaters.
Nothing ended up happening, of course — it’s a movie, not a mind control device — but at the time, you could kinda-sorta see why people were panicking. The U.S. was on edge after the Charlottesville riots a couple years prior, and Joker did indeed tap into a sort of generalized angst favored by angry young men through the ages: the government sucks, families suck, life sucks and we should burn it all down. I think Joker’s biggest problem as a movie is that it can’t reconcile its attempts at significance with how silly and thin that philosophy is — I mean, this is technically a Batman spinoff, is it really going to present us with a credible theory of humanity? But I give it credit for effectively channeling that kind of disaffected, adolescent rage. Joaquin Phoenix gives a luminous performance under assured direction from Phillips. Applause all around, moral panic or not.
I don’t think anyone will be concerned that Joker: Folie à Deux might move us to madness. Phoenix returns as failed comedian turned public menace Arthur Fleck, aka the Joker, and he’s as committed as ever, compulsively laughing in a way that looks painful and baring his flesh-stretched-over-bones body. Lady Gaga comes aboard as Lee Quinzel, better known to Batman fans as Harley Quinn, and turns in a solid performance. And Phillips still knows how to compose a frame and pace a scene. The problem is none of it seems to add up to much this time.
The movie doesn’t lack for ideas, but too many feel half-formed. Take the love story. Arthur is in prison following the events of the first film, where he meets Lee in a music therapy class. She’s an admirer of the Joker and may be just as crazy as he is. They quickly fall in love. At one point the movie raises the possibility that Lee has ulterior motives, which is interesting, but that angle is quickly dropped, as if the movie can’t quite decide what to do with the character.
In the end, Lee isn’t sketched with as much detail as Arthur himself, who goes on a bit of perplexing journey. The first Joker movie traces his arc from pathetic malcontent to symbol of chaos. Folie à Deux takes him back to the start; he’s again sheepish and unsure of himself, beaten down by prison life out of the spotlight. He has to work back up to his Joker persona again.
When it finally emerges, we get probably the best scene of the movie, where Arthur belittles a witness as he represents himself during his own murder trial. This scene radiates the same kind of “I didn’t ask to be born, dad” energy the first movie channeled so well. But Folie à Deux is far more skeptical of this outlook. It’s interesting that the movie is asking us to look at that ethos in a new way, but it also means it’s cutting itself off from the wellspring of its energy. Folie à Deux has less of the dark resentful joy that made the first Joker pop, and more resigned dreariness.
Here’s another big element we haven’t addressed yet: Folie à Deux is a musical, specifically a jukebox musical featuring mainly big band hits from the 1940s, ’50s, and ’60s. The idea is that Arthur and Lee are so full of emotion that they must break out into song when words fail, which is standard operating procedure for musicals.
It works about half the time. Some of the musical sequences, most of which are set in Arthur’s fantasy world, are among the best scenes in the film. I really enjoyed the soulful rendition of “Gonna Build a Mountain,” featuring Lady Gaga wailing on piano and belting full force while Joaquin Phoenix dances up a storm. I also liked the Sonny-&-Cher variety show fantasy where the two of them sing “To Love Somebody.”
Other moments fall flatter, like Arthur’s first growly rendition of “For Once In My Life.” Audiences have been skeptical of musicals for decades; it takes a lot to win them over, and giving the first big number to Phoenix, who is far outclassed by Lady Gaga in the singing department, isn’t the best move. Gaga herself is only allowed to really let rip in the pure fantasy sequences; in the “real world,” she purposefully constricts her voice so she can sound more like an ordinary person. I get why they want to do this for realism purposes, but also: why are you hiring Lady Gaga, one of the greatest pop stars of her generation, if you’re not going to let her give it all she has?
So we have some songs that are played for realism and some that are played as fantasy; overall, the fantastical bits are far more successful, although I did like Phoenix’s desperate singing phone call towards the end of the movie.
Joker: Folie à Deux spends a lot more time than you might expect rehashing the events of the first movie; the plot, which revolves around Arthur’s trial, kind of prevents it from forming an identity of its own. And then, right at the end, as if Phillips and company remembered this is a Batman spinoff during the last day on set, there’s a big action moment with practically nothing in the way of buildup.
So we have all these elements thrown into a blender: reassessing Arthur’s raison d’être from the first movie, a love story, a musical, an 11th hour action movie, and there’s a bit of a slice-of-life prison drama in there too. I feel like Folie à Deux should have picked something and committed. Much of the movie is striking to look at, but it never really finds a way through itself.
Movie Grade: C
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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.
Movie Reviews
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.
Movie Reviews
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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