Movie Reviews
‘Medusa Deluxe’ Review: One-Shot Hairdressing Murder Mystery Is an Elaborate, Backcombed Tease
In “Medusa Deluxe,” the serpents aren’t within the hair, however throughout it: a writhing, hissing collective of human predators slinking across the varied parlors and platforms of a high-level hairdressing competitors. Most are venomous, and at the very least one is lethal, or so it appears when a star stylist is discovered, not simply murdered however fairly actually scalped, the evening earlier than his extensively anticipated victory within the contest. That’s the setup for British writer-director Thomas Hardiman’s splashy, hooky debut characteristic “Medusa Deluxe,” an arch, gossip-fueled homicide thriller that delights extra in rounding up its many uncommon suspects than in any sort of logical, procedural detective work: Whodunnit isn’t a urgent query in a movie the place everyone seems to be 100% that bitch.
It sounds good on paper, and appears nice on display, thanks in no small half to genius DP Robbie Ryan — who, following vertiginous collaborations with the likes of Andrea Arnold and Yorgos Lanthimos, lastly will get so as to add a one-take film to his résumé. Not less than, that’s how “Medusa Deluxe” is introduced, with its varied bobbing, weaving Steadicam photographs deftly glued collectively by editor Fouad Gaber to recommend agitated, unbroken movement, extra akin to the showy, elastic artifice of “Birdman” than the gritty immersiveness of final yr’s “Boiling Level.” Nonetheless, this kinetic if not-quite-novel presentation doesn’t completely patch over the weaknesses of Hardiman’s script, with its exhausting whirl of characters extra colourful than they’re shaded, and plotting that finally runs out of compelling diversions from the matter at hand.
That gained’t cease this energetic, acid-bright confection from pleasing additional competition crowds following its premiere in Locarno’s public-oriented Piazza Grande strand, whereas it’s straightforward to see why distributors have already pocketed Hardiman’s calling card, with A24 nabbing North American rights and Mubi taking a surfeit of worldwide territories. They could discover this star-free, vibes-driven affair a more durable promote past the fest circuit, but it surely is smart to get in on the bottom flooring with Hardiman, whose penchant for salty dialogue and ostentatious staging distinguishes him from many current British freshmen, and will conceivably be put to extra business use in future initiatives.
“Medusa Deluxe” owns its garishness from the soar, kicking off with a digitally animated overture that zooms dizzily by a surreal wilderness of skyscraper-sized hairdressing merchandise and implements, earlier than Ryan’s roving digicam picks up the baton and maintains the tempo. We’re launched to rival salon homeowners Cleve (mile-a-minute ensemble standout Clare Perkins, previously a daily on U.Ok. cleaning soap “EastEnders”) and Divine (Kayla Meikle), whose loveless, expletive-laden back-and-forth as they practise their outlandish tonsorial creations units the tone of discourse for the following 90-odd minutes. Cleve, particularly, spews forth a scarcely parsable torrent of group historical past involving previous buddies, enemies and colleagues, with a memorable upshot: “Trainee hairdressers don’t survive exploding vehicles.”
Any intrigue over that is put aside, nevertheless, when the information reaches them that competitors favourite Mosca has been discovered useless within the compound, the flesh torn from his as soon as presumably well-kept scalp. The messenger is the occasion’s lavishly pompadoured, lace-shirted, perma-vaping organizer Rene (Darrell D’Silva), who simply occurs to be a former lover of the deceased. His successor in Mosca’s affections, the high-strung, high-camp Angel (Luke Pasqualino), quickly arrives on the scene, glamorously weeping and wailing, with the couple’s younger child — the least shrill presence right here by a ways — in tow.
Different gamers on this unruly recreation of Clue embody brash blonde Kendra (Harriet Webb), whose no-bull, confidante-to-all air cuts by the prevailing hostility, a gaggle of fretful, rumor-dispensing fashions, and glowering safety guard Gac (Heider Ali), who might or might not carry some unsavory secrets and techniques referring to the useless man — and whose cleanly shaved dome couldn’t mark him extra manifestly as an unwelcome outsider on this world. Performances inside the ensemble vary from entertaining barnstorming to overcranked hysteria, with nobody a lot motivated to discover a actual, uncooked character beneath a flurry of posing and perspective.
“Medusa Deluxe” makes no apologies for its reliance on stereotypes as large and broad and space-taking as lots of the ornate coiffures it so lovingly showcases — a very lavish bouquet is due chief hairstylist and Wella inventive director Eugene Souleiman, whose convincingly editorial creations lend this low-budget enterprise a vital spritz of high-fashion credibility. However after a time, the mix of abrasive, impenetrably shellacked characters and intentionally, hopelessly tangled shaggy-dog storytelling begins to pall, and viewers may need for a less complicated method in.
Any and all compensations arrive by way of the movie’s formal brio, as Ryan’s digicam retains sashaying undaunted by the chaos, assuming and switching scorching, fluorescent colour schemes like so many discarded outfits, all in time to a sparse, throbbing rating by British electro artist Koreless. Simply while you count on the filmmaking to completely wig out, nevertheless, Hardiman unexpectedly cuts, choosing a feelgood, disco-soundtracked curtain name that owes extra to “Mamma Mia!” than the movie’s previous hen’s-nest of influences, masking early Almodóvar, Altman, Sally Potter and a touch of British teatime tv. Whether or not these characters have earned such an indulgence is moot: Within the mirror-strewn world of “Medusa Deluxe,” nearly everyone seems to be the star of their very own melodrama, and styled accordingly.
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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.
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.
“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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Mura Movie Review
Mura is a Malayalam action thriller directed by Muhammad Musthafa and produced by Rhea Shibu under the HR Pictures banner. Featuring Hridu Haroon, Anujith, Yedu Krishna, and Jobin Das in lead roles, the film released in theaters on November 8, garnering a positive response. It became available for streaming on Amazon Prime from December 25, 2024. Let’s dive into the plot and analysis of this gripping thriller.
Plot Summary:
The story revolves around four close friends – Anand (Hridu Haroon), Shaji (Jobin Das), Manu (Yedu Krishna), and Manav (Anujith). Anand comes from a middle-class family, while the rest hail from lower-middle-class backgrounds. Struggling with studies and responsibilities, the group often resorts to reckless escapades. To meet their financial needs, they ally with local gangsters.
Their association leads them to Ane (Suraj Venjaramoodu), a trusted henchman of gangster Ramadevi (Mala Parvathi). Impressed by their fearlessness, Ane assigns them a high-stakes mission to retrieve hidden black money from Madurai. What happens during this mission and how it changes their lives forms the crux of the story.
Analysis:
Mura captures the essence of youthful recklessness and camaraderie. Suresh Babu’s story brings to life the struggles of four young men navigating life’s challenges with misplaced priorities. The screenplay keeps the narrative tight, seamlessly blending action and emotion without overdramatizing.
The first half establishes the boys’ bonding and their initial forays into the gangster world, while the second half delves into their confrontation with larger forces. The transitions feel organic, and the film maintains a naturalistic tone throughout, drawing audiences into the emotional journey of its protagonists.
Performances:
The four lead actors excel in portraying their characters, embodying the mannerisms and attitudes of rebellious youth with authenticity. Their performances feel spontaneous and genuine, enhancing the film’s realism.
Suraj Venjaramoodu and Mala Parvathi deliver solid performances, effortlessly adding gravitas to their roles as seasoned criminals.
Technical Aspects:
Cinematography: Fazil Nazar’s visuals stand out, particularly in action and chase sequences, elevating the overall tension.
Music and Background Score: Christy Joby’s background score is a significant strength, with the theme music being a notable highlight.
Editing: Chaman Chacko’s crisp editing ensures there’s no room for unnecessary scenes, maintaining a steady pace throughout.
Final Verdict:
Mura is an engaging action thriller that combines raw emotion with edge-of-the-seat moments. It successfully delivers a message about the importance of making the right choices in life and the consequences of veering off the moral path. Despite minor flaws, the film’s grounded approach and impactful storytelling make it a worthwhile watch.
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Mother’s Instinct movie review: Jessica Chastain and Anne Hathaway shine in Hitchcockian thriller
Jessica Chastain and Anne Hathaway are two of the best actors of this generation, capable of elevating every film they star in. They were previously cast together in Christopher Nolan’s Interstellar, although the incredulous design of the film meant they were barely in a scene together. Benoît Delhomme’s Mother’s Instinct-a remake of Olivier Masset-Depasse’s 2018 Belgian thriller, thankfully does not do the same. (Also read: Best acting performances of 2024: From Fahadh Faasil in Aavesham to Kani Kusruti in All We Imagine As Light)
The premise
The two actors play next-door neighbours whose lives become interlinked with guilt, tragedy, and manipulations. The premise has it all: campiness, costumes, and a spiral of melodrama. But alas, the result is a movie too sunlit, too heavy-handed, and a bit too serious for its own good.
Celine (Anne Hathaway) and Alice (Jessica Chastain) are suburban housewives who become the best of friends, understanding each other’s dreams and moods like long-lost sisters. Alice is holding together well considering how delicate her condition was at one point, and Celine provides her able support- two women who share the joys and worries of motherhood. Their pitch-perfect lives come crashing down with the shocking death of Celine’s son Max (Baylen D Bielitz), who slips and falls from his home’s balcony above. Alice blames herself, and Celine can no longer stand to face her.
This devastating loss tears apart the domestic idyll of Celine and Alice’s lives. Celine’s husband Damian (Josh Charles) takes to the bottle, and their relationship gets a little worse every passing day. Her depression threatens to ruin the façade that the neighbours try to pull in the months after, even as Alice cannot seem to understand how to save a friend.
What works
Alice has her own anxieties along the way, which become more real as she realizes that Celine might be plotting something way more sinister behind those empty stares. Her husband Simon (Anders Danielsen Lie) does not believe her. Is she daydreaming? Can this be real?
Mother’s Instinct has so much potential to be one of those campy, highly entertaining yet morbid psychodrama of the year that make for a perfect repeat watch. However, the telling lacks nuance and a keen eye for character. The tone, often punctuated with brightly lit frames of pastel-coloured outfits, rings decidedly off to pull this melodrama to its pulpiest potential.
Final thoughts
Jessica Chastain is wonderful in the rather thankless part and makes Alice’s fragility her greatest weapon. She is matched beautifully by Hathaway’s razor-sharp assessment of Celine—a woman slowly losing a sense of herself. One wishes they had the chance to go more theatrical with these roles; these women had all the elements to go for a Joan Crawford-Bette Davis-like dirt-slinging. However, it lacks the killer instinct of a Hitchcockian thriller.
Nevertheless, Mother’s Instinct manages to be a willingly safe melodrama that settles its dust without much trouble.
Mother’s Instinct is now available to watch on Lionsgate Play.
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