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'Monkey Man': Welcome to the Action-Movie Pantheon, Dev Patel

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Revenge, we’re constantly told, is a dish best served cold — unless you’re a modern genre-flick fanatic, in which case you need payback to be served piping hot and preferably moving at 120 mph. Monkey Man is, on the surface, a fairly simple tale of vengeance: Man has vendetta. Man infiltrates villain’s world with intent on procuring a pound (or two, or 50) of flesh. See Man punch. And kick. And stab, slice, gouge, grapple, and disembowel. It also a labor of love for its writer-director-producer-star Dev Patel, and one that remains self-aware enough to realize that it’s entering an environment in which some explosions, a shootout and a few haymakers here and there will no longer cut it. Everything must be a melee. Nothing less than nonstop beast mode will suffice.

Luckily, Patel doesn’t have a problem with this way of thinking. In fact, his goal with his directorial debut is not to beat action moviemakers and A-list asskickers at their own game but to work his way into their ranks. A gleefully anarchic addition to the post-Raid: Redemption, post-John Wick world of mix-and-match fighting styles and adrenalized weapon-play, Patel’s pet project is as much a mash note to a way of presenting bloody-knuckled spectacle as it is a standard thriller. During his long introduction to the film’s premiere at SXSW last night, the hyphenate talked about his childhood love of Bruce Lee and namechecked both Indonesian and Korean action cinema in addition to a certain Keanu Reeves franchise. And while this entry into international mayhemsploitation territory often feels very much like a rough, earnest fan film dialing those influences up to 11, it also suggests that if Patel’s technique behind the camera catches up to his passion for the genre, he’ll be a force to be reckoned with.

His character, known only as “Kid,” is a regular figure in the underground fight-club circuit in Mumbai; he’s essentially a human punching bag, paid by the promoter (Sharlto Copley) to take a beating from whomever he’s up against. He’s known for a wearing a monkey mask in the ring, which doubles as a tribute to Hanuman, the Hindu deity who once led an army of simians against the ancient forced of evil. The mythological character was like a superhero to him when he was a boy, living in a remote village in the countryside. His mother would regale him with stories about Hanuman’s great deeds. That was, until the police came and slaughtered his friends, neighbors and the woman who loved him more than anything else in the universe.

Now, the Kid’s a grown man, living in the big city. He’s scammed his way into a job with Queenie (Ashwini Kalsekar), who runs a club catering to rich sex tourists and Mumbai’s toxic elite. After befriending Alphonso, the in-house gofer-slash-comic-relief (the mono-monikered Pitobash), Kid gets a promotion and is now serving champagne in the V.I.P. room. This is where Rama Singh (Sikander Kher) hangs out. Rama is the chief of police. He’s also the one responsible for the massacre that happened in our hero’s home town and left him permanently traumatized. Now the chance to settle a major score is within Kid’s reach. He just has to find the right moment to strike….

That turns out to be in a men’s restroom after Kid has sabotaged Singh’s dose of party drugs, at which point we get the first real taste of Patel as both an auteur dedicated to staging close-quarters combat and a purveyor of fists-of-fury chaos. You can tell that he, cinematographer and lover of color-filtered lighting Sharone Meir, French fight choreographer Brahim Chab, as well as his stunt coordinator Udeh Nans (and likely Patel’s stunt double) have mapped out a long sequence that starts with the simple pulling of a gun — and soon involves a bullet-riden fish tank, broken porcelain, busted jaws, a tuk-tuk chase scene and more Dutch angles and shaki-cam shots than you thought were legal. The style of shooting fight sequences that make viewers feel as if they themselves are in the middle of the fray has become cliché to the max. Yet Patel & co. throw themselves into this string of set pieces with the exuberance of enthusiastic amateurs rather than seasoned (read: jaded) pros. The familiarity somehow does not dim the rush, probably because of the infectiousness happening behind the lens and the sheer go-for-broke physicality happening in front of it. Besides, Patel is just getting warmed up.

Monkey Man isn’t above hitting the well-worn action film beats — again, this is a fan’s valentine to decades of Thrills Spills Chills Inc., from someone who knows these narratives backwards, forwards and sideways. And after Kid escapes his captors and is nursed back to health by a transgender community who have also dealt with persecution and violence first-hand, it’s simply a matter of screen time and training montages before the masked incarnation of Hanuman returns for one final boss battle. There are swipes at the way society’s underdogs and outcasts are treated by those who rule, how religious and cultural differences get politicized and then weaponized in the name of power and profit, and how a caste system continues to warp the humanity of all involved. Patel has said that he wanted to bring “soul” to a genre he loves so dearly, as well as a cultural specificity that goes beyond easy exoticization. You can tell he’s trying to thread in his own sense of identity as a performer and a person — to give you a sense not just that you’re watching an action movie shot mostly in India, but by someone in touch with their history and heritage includes being of Indian descent.

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That said, Monkey Man is Patel’s way of leaving his mark on 21st century cinéma du kapow by courting the same feeling he gets as a consumer of screen carnage via creating it himself. This is not a message movie. It is a mayhem movie. One with personality and verve and food for thought served as a side dish, but a mayhem movie nonetheless. So when Patel throws that first lightning-fast right hook and aims an elbow at the face of thugs guarding the door, thus effectively kicking off a last act that can hold its own against almost any big climactic martial-arts-meets-gun-fu-meets-stabby-stab sequence of the past 10 years or so — this is the stuff his dreams are made off. Even when his debut stumbles occasionally as a storytelling vehicle, it still brims with the blood, sweat, tears, joy and more blood of person determined to make it a reality. The gentleman has clearly done his homework and put in hard training. An eventual entry into the Pantheon of hyperkinetic pulp creators doesn’t feel like a reach at all.

(Full disclosure: In 2021, Rolling Stone’s parent company, P-MRC, acquired a 50 percent stake in the SXSW festival.)

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Movie Review – Rental Family (2025)

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Rental Family, 2025. 

Written and Directed by Hikari.
Starring Brendan Fraser, Takehiro Hira, Mari Yamamoto, Shannon Mahina Gorman, Akira Emoto, Paolo Andrea Di Pietro, Shinji Ozeki, Yuji Komatsu, Ryoko Osada, Gan Furukawa, Risa Kameda, Kana Kitty, Yuma Sonan, Nihi, and Shino Shinozaki.

SYNOPSIS:

An American actor in Tokyo struggles to find purpose until he lands an unusual gig: working for a Japanese “rental family” agency, playing stand-in roles for strangers. As he immerses himself in his clients’ worlds, he begins to form genuine bonds that blur the lines between performance and reality.

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In Japan, there are oddball services that allow one to employ someone to play a role in their life or family. That’s the relatively cinematically unexplored concept of writer/director Hikari’s sophomore narrative feature Rental Family (the name of the service in the film), which, unsurprisingly, offers several ideas for further exploration. Some restraint and focus likely would have helped, considering that by the end, except for Brendan Fraser’s struggling actor who has made Japan his home, none of these characters are explored in any depth, and they merely serve as tools to manipulate the audience into crying emotionally.

It is somewhat maddening how often the film tries to raise the stakes from an emotional standpoint in the second half, as the whole narrative started to have the opposite effect on this critic and collapsed. The only element holding it together is the admittedly outstanding ensemble, led by a terrifically sincere Brendan Fraser, who is almost enough to overcome the structural and supporting character failings around him.

His Philip (who adopts a new identity with each client and scenario) is understandably apprehensive before joining the service, despite desperately needing work. This is a service that, on its face, sounds like it could be used for much more harm than good. However, his opinion is gradually swayed by the outcome of a façade marriage he takes part in, which allows the fake bride to run off to Canada with her girlfriend and live a life together, with her homophobic family under the impression that she is living in the heteronormative traditional housewife role that is expected of her. Yes, there is deception, but everyone is happy, and an oppressed person gets to live the life they want.

Philip’s next role is much more ethically questionable: a mother (Shino Shinozaki) with a rebellious daughter (Shannon Mahina Gorman, also fluent in English) believes that if she can reconnect Mia with her father, perhaps it will straighten her behavior out enough to pass an exam and be enrolled in a prestigious school that comes with several beneficial future opportunities. For Philip, the job is to be Kevin, Mia’s estranged father, who has a change of heart and returns to her life. Naturally, Mia is guarded, and Philip considers drawing the line before even taking on the job. Regarding the latter, that’s because the role involves the actor to make a promise that he will never leave Mia again, even though after three weeks and the exam is taken, the job will be fulfilled, and he will be inventing a story forcing him to return to America, essentially leaving the girl abandoned once more.

For as sweet as it is watching Philip/Kevin earn Mia’s trust, become involved in her schooling, and take her to places such as something called a Monster Cat Festival (a visually resplendent and colorful ceremonial parade, adding to the already existing beauty of Japanese sights and sounds on display) where the two of them wear themed-costumes for the occasion and paint their faces one can’t help but wonder why on earth the mother believes that this is a sound idea that might not potentially break their trust completely and leave her scarred down the road. Even if Mia does improve in school, what guarantee is there that it will stay once this false father leaves again, or, worse, she finds out the truth and doubles down on tensions between her and her mother? It is a baffling plan that never leaves room to get the mother’s perspective (her character doesn’t even get a name) since the narrative is centered on Philip.

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That entails other roles Philip is fulfilling, such as providing company for a lonely, elderly actor (Akira Emoto), or becoming increasingly worried about the “apology” roles women find themselves tasked with. There are also scenes involving the various service employees and the ups and downs of their lives, as well as another subplot where Philip regularly sees and pays a woman to nurse his loneliness. And even though the film is critical of this service for some of the humiliating things women find themselves doing, the situation between Philip, Mia, and her mom is wrapped up too neatly, with the mother seemingly learning nothing and facing no fallout. This film needed to choose one job within the rental service and focus on that as the crux of the narrative. It’s also not that there is so much happening here, but that even with other supporting characters, the film feels the need to either raise the stakes or provide twisty reveals, forcing a response out of contrivance rather than organic storytelling.

The beats that Rental Family hits are wholly predictable; one can’t help but roll their eyes. There is a message regarding found family and the power of human connection that is admirable, and there is no denying the power of Brendan Fraser in this role (and the moving chemistry he develops with Shannon Mahina Gorman), but this is a story that is renting emotions rather than earning them.

Flickering Myth Rating – Film: ★ ★ / Movie: ★ ★

Robert Kojder

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Movie reviews: ‘Goldbeak’ (2021), ‘Dalia and the Red Book’ (2024)

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Movie reviews: ‘Goldbeak’ (2021), ‘Dalia and the Red Book’ (2024)

Goldbeak (trailer) is a 90-minute 3D animated kids film. Although it came out in China in 2021 (original title: 老鹰抓小鸡), it’s taken an unusually long time to get distributed, sometimes pretending that its year of release is more recent. It was produced by Liang Zi Film and Nigel W. Tierney, directed by Tierney and Dong Long, and written by Robert N. Skir, Jeff Sloniker, and Vivian Yoon.

In a world of mildly anthropomorphized birds, Goldbeak is an orphaned eagle who’s raised by chickens in a rural village. He wants to fly, but most of the villagers don’t help. They treat him as an outsider and eventually kick him out. Accompanied by his adoptive sister Ratchet (a gadgeteer genius), he makes the journey to the capital, the creatively-named Avian City.

Along the way he finds a mentor hermit who teaches him to fly. It turns out that Goldbeak is the long-lost nephew of the city’s mayor. Then he wants to join the Eagle Scouts, an elite flying squad, but their leading member hates his guts. The mayor turns out to have sinister plans…

Uughhh. This film has set a new low for me. It’s not boring, it’s not bad, it’s just so… horribly average. Nothing’s unpredictable. You can see most of the plot points coming from miles away. Even if you’re a fan of birds of prey, the story simply isn’t rewarding. It’s like it was designed by committee.

An important-looking eagle contemplates if he's been obviously evil enough yet.Still, the animation is fine, as are the many bird designs. There’s a weird irony that birds are operating large, technologically advanced aircraft. And I couldn’t help but notice that they built their capital city in a location devoid of convenient natural resources.

The reason behind the final conflict has all the subtlety of a Captain Planet episode. The ending battle takes place at night, so it’s hard to tell what’s going on. The antagonist gets two solid minutes to blubber about how he didn’t have a choice. (Screw you, you were willfully evil!) Don’t bother with this film. I have no idea what the quality of the English dub is; the copy I watched was in Turkish with English subtitles.

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Goldbeak the eagle and his adoptive sister, Ratchet the chicken.

Goldbeak's rival in the city.

So on to our next feature!

Dalia and the Red Book (trailer) is a 3D animated kids film that came out in Argentina in 2024 (Dalia y el libro rojo). It was written and directed by David Bisbano, and produced by Vista Sur Films and Mi Perro Producciones. It’s done in a combination of animation styles, the most obvious ones being computer animation and stop-motion.

Dalia is a girl who wants to become a popular author like her father, who passed away some time ago. Unfortunately she suffers from writer’s block. On her 12th birthday, she finds her father’s last unfinished novel, a manuscript written in a red book. Cloaked supernatural creatures also want it, and Dalia finds herself captured and taken into the world of the book, while carrying the actual book with her.

Inside, the world is a sparsely populated, multi-tiered city. There’s some kind of time limit before things cease to exist. The characters either want to escape the book, or want Dalia to finish it so that the story won’t be stuck anymore. Most of the few characters we meet have their own agendas. Dalia has a guardian there, a cloaked, goggled anthropomorphic goat. Her father had written him into the book as a gift on Dalia’s 5th birthday. It was this character who first caught my attention, and was why I tracked down this film. Alas, he’s one-dimensional, if very cool-looking!

Other anthro characters include a portly owl, several harpies, and a daring she-wolf antagonist with two swords. Her design is extremely tall and thin – I wasn’t sure what species of canine she was, until the subtitles mentioned it. (Apparently she was based on Dalia’s mother, so maybe Dalia’s father was a closet furry?)

An owl librarian.The film is a little over 90 minutes long, and like the she-wolf, it feels thin and stretched. There’s not enough story to fill it, so the pace is slow, and many things are left unexplained. Like… the rules of the universe, the she-wolf’s motivations, things like that. It’s too bad, because unlike Goldbeak, this really feels like the creators put their artistic hearts into it. But it needed more.

Ultimately, it’s a story about Dalia finding her self-confidence to write, overcoming her creative block. My favorite scene was a short one about an hour into it. Dalia and the goat briefly meet a creature whose author never fully developed it, so it keeps changing forms. Artistically it was neat to watch, if fleeting. The best part of this film to me was its atmosphere. The city really feels other-worldly, they nailed that! Otherwise I’m not sure I can recommend it, except to the curious. The copy I watched was in Spanish with English subtitles, but there may be an English dub? In the U.S. it may be available through Amazon or Apple TV.

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Nishaanchi 2 Movie Review: Not perfect, but hard to look away

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Story: Babloo returns from jail to find that Dabloo and Rinki are in love and planning to marry. He tries to turn his life around, but Ambika Prasad pulls him back in with a dangerous demand—to kill the party president.Review: In ‘Nishaanchi 2,’ Anurag Kashyap takes a small detour from his usual grit and turns his attention to the push-and-pull between relationships and power. The film still circles around redemption and revenge, but the tone is gentler for a Kashyap outing. It checks most of the boxes of an engaging watch and holds your attention, yet it never quite lifts off. The climax, especially, lands with a thud—it starts with promise and then loses steam, almost as if it could have been placed anywhere in the film without changing much. At nearly two and a half hours, the story spends a long stretch building toward this moment, only for it to feel oddly muted.The narrative picks up with Rinki (Vedika Pinto) trying to push her dancing talent forward, hopping from one audition to the next, while Dabloo (Aaishvary Thackeray) hunts for steady work to keep the household afloat after Babloo’s imprisonment. Rinki eventually grabs a shot at featuring in a music video. Around the same time, Babloo steps out of jail after a decade and immediately begins asking questions about Rinki. Dabloo stalls, unsure how to tell him about her relationship and her knowledge of the man behind their father’s death. Meanwhile, Ambika Prasad (Kumud Mishra) has climbed his way up the political ladder and now sits comfortably as a minister. When a notorious gangster is killed in a Noida encounter linked to Prasad, his party prepares to offer him up as the fall guy. Cornered, Prasad decides to track down Babloo for his sharpshooting skills—unaware that this move will completely shift the ground beneath him.‘Nishaanchi 2’ neatly ties up most of the loose threads from the first film and moves the action from Kanpur to Lucknow. The dialogue, the beat of the language, and the overall rhythm feel rooted in both cities, lending the film a grounded texture. This time, the story leans harder into the emotional knots between the brothers and their bond with Rinki. At heart, it’s still a commercial entertainer, and Kashyap clearly nods to the Bollywood revenge sagas of the ’70s and ’80s in his own peculiar way. Some of it clicks; some of it doesn’t. But there’s no denying that the eccentric characters keep the film alive. The second half also digs deeper into Babloo’s arc, which plays out well on screen. Yet the climax—Babloo discovering the truth about his father’s death and Manjari poisoning Ambika’s security team—feels strangely abrupt and slightly off-key.Aaishvary Thackeray is easily the revelation here. It’s hard to believe this is his debut—the control in his performance and his ability to switch between Dabloo and Babloo, two completely opposite personalities, is genuinely impressive. His body language, his dialect, his small mannerisms—he owns all of it. Vedika Pinto also finds stronger footing this time, benefiting from more screen time and delivering with ease. Mohammed Zeeshan Ayyub, as the shady cop Kamal Ajeeb, steals every scene he walks into, while Kumud Mishra’s Ambika Prasad is surprisingly underused. Monica Panwar brings a sharp confidence to Manjari. And yes, by the end, the film finally answers the lingering question—who exactly is Nishaanchi?In the end, ‘Nishaanchi 2’ leaves you with a nagging thought—did this story really need a second chapter? Viewed in hindsight, the two films could easily have been trimmed, tightened, and shaped into one sharper, more impactful narrative. There’s a good film buried in here, but it often feels stretched when it should have been sprinting. Hardcore Kashyap fans will still find plenty to chew on—the familiar flavours, the rough edges, the bursts of energy—but for the rest, this will settle somewhere in the middle of his filmography, neither a misfire nor a standout, just a film that passes by without leaving a mark.

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