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‘Land of Bad’ Review: Russell Crowe Upstages a Pair of Hemsworth Brothers in Junky Actioner

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‘Land of Bad’ Review: Russell Crowe Upstages a Pair of Hemsworth Brothers in Junky Actioner

There’s a particularly intense scene early on in the new war movie Land of Bad. A young soldier is faced with a difficult choice when it comes to breakfast: Fruit Loops or Frosted Flakes. He stares at the two boxes intently, turning them over to compare their nutritional content (or lack thereof). It’s practically a metaphor for the choices facing moviegoers at their local multiplex these days.

A prime example would be William Eubank’s action-thriller, which feels like a Michael Bay film if he faced budgetary restraints. But for all its familiar aspects, Land of Bad does have a few things going for it, namely the presence of not one but two Hemsworth brothers (sadly, though, Chris isn’t one of them) and Russell Crowe, who spends most of the movie sitting in a chair staring at a screen and manages to completely steal it anyway.

Land of Bad

The Bottom Line

For when one Hemsworth just isn’t enough.

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Release date: Friday, Feb. 16
Cast: Liam Hemsworth, Russell Crowe, Luke Hemsworth, Ricky Whittle, Milo Ventimiglia
Director: William Eubank
Screenwriters: David Frigerio, William Eubank

Rated R,
1 hour 50 minutes

The story begins with the relatively untrained Kinney (Liam Hemsworth) being recruited at the last minute to join a dangerous Delta Force mission in the Philippines to retrieve a CIA asset from the clutches of, you guessed it, Islamic terrorists. It isn’t long before he’s on a plane to the area, where he has to engage in a risky parachute maneuver along with fellow soldiers Sugar (Milo Ventimiglia, not given much to do but looking very macho doing it), Abel (Luke Hemsworth) and Bishop (Ricky Whittle).

The mission quickly goes awry, with Kinney left alone after the others go missing, presumed dead. Except he’s really not alone, thanks to the literally hovering presence of “Reaper” (Crowe), who’s manning the controls of deadly drones along with his associate Nia (Chika Ikogwe) at a military base in Las Vegas. The two men engage in audio communication throughout the mission, with Reaper assuring the young man, “I am your eyes in the sky and the bringer of doom.” Because that’s presumably how drone operators talk. And in case you’re wondering about Reaper’s apt nickname, be advised that his real last name is Grimm.

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As Kinney desperately attempts to survive on his own and complete the mission, Reaper has to cope with such annoyances as an airman interrupting him during a tense moment to ask his order for a Starbucks run. Most of the men on the base are so preoccupied with a televised basketball game that they can’t be bothered to answer the phone, which is particularly problematic for Reaper because his wife is on the verge of giving birth.

As things get worse and worse for Kinney as depicted in a series of tense action sequences, Reaper is ordered to relinquish his desk, leaving him time to go grocery shopping. We’re thus treated to a lengthy scene in which he strolls through a supermarket and tries to find specialty foods requested by his vegan wife, with moments of him inquiring about an artisanal cheese juxtaposed against interludes of Kinney being brutally tortured.

As you’ve figured out by now, modern combat, and its depiction in cinema, is a long way off from the likes of Sands of Iwo Jima (can you imagine John Wayne playing a drone operator who’s also preoccupied with planning a wedding for his work associate, as Reaper is here?). Unlike such similarly themed war films as Eye in the Sky and Good Kill, Land of Bad isn’t particularly concerned with the ethical aspects of drone warfare; each perfectly timed explosion blasting bad guys to smithereens is guaranteed to elicit cheers from gung-ho audiences. But the film does slyly comment on the absurdity of the process, as when a struggling Kinney finally manages to make a phone call to the base, only to be hung up on by the man answering who’s too distracted by the ballgame.

Director Eubank (Paranormal Activity: Next of Kin, Underwater) stages the combat scenes with impressive skill, even if they’re not galvanizing enough to erase anyone’s memories of, say, Black Hawk Down. And the youngest Hemsworth brother does a good job balancing his character’s action movie cred with a realistic vulnerability.

But it’s Crowe who’s the film’s MVP. Now that he no longer has to stay in shape to carry movies like Gladiator, the actor seems liberated, infusing performances such as this one and his turn in The Pope’s Exorcist with a delightfully offbeat comic sensibility indicating that his inner clown has finally broken out. Being a character actor rather than a star suits him well.

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Full credits

Production: Volition Media Partners, Broken Open Pictures, R.U. Robot Studios, Short Porch Pictures
Distributor: The Avenue
Cast: Liam Hemsworth, Russell Crowe, Luke Hemsworth, Ricky Whittle, Milo Ventimiglia
Director: William Eubank
Screenwriters: David Frigerio, William Eubank
Producers: Nathan Klingher, Ryan Winterstern, Arianne Fraser, Petr Jakl, Mark Fasano, David Frigerio, William Eubank, Michael Jefferson, Adam Beasley
Executive producers: Tracey Robertson, Nathan Mayfield, Tracey Vieira, Luke Hemsworth, Delphine Perrier, Vanessa Yao Guo, Jack Bear Liu, Jared Purrington, Sophie Jordan, Riccardo Magnoni, Martin J. Barab, Henry Winterstern, Coindy Bru, Ford Corbett, Joshua Harris, JJ Caruth, Wes Hull, Dave Lugo, Bennett Litwin, Ruthanne Frigerio, Kyle Smithson, John Stalberg, Jr.
Director of photography: Agustin Claramunt
Production designer: Nathan Blanco Fourax
Editor: Todd E. Miller
Costume designer: Phill Eagles
Composer: Brandon Roberts
Casting: Mary Vernieu, Michelle Wade Byrd

Rated R,
1 hour 50 minutes

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‘Project Hail Mary’ Review: Ryan Gosling and a Rock Make Sci-Fi Magic

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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”

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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.

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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.

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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

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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.

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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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