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About Bill Tucker

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Jersey based and New York bred, Bill Tucker is an author of film reviews, short fiction and articles for variety of sites and subjects. He currently blogs for The Austinot (Austin lifestyle), the Entertainment Weekly Blogging Community (TV and film) and SkirmishFrogs.com (retro gaming). He's also contributed articles to Texas Highways magazine. His favorite pastimes include craft beer snobbery, gaming and annoying his friends with random quotes from The King of Comedy. You can check out all of his literary naughty bits at www.thesurrealityproject.com

Gravity (2013)

A Thrilling and Emotional Modern Classic

Sandra Bullock and George Clooney get their space repair on.

What’s the definition of perfect?  Is it simply an ideal to strive for or can it be achieved in tangible form?  And how do we set the benchmark?  Is it quantifiable with fact or is it more of a gut instinct?  For film, my theory is simple.  A perfect film is an experience that defies critique.  A movie you watch and find absolutely nothing wrong with.  Something with the ability to deliver on every piece of hype, expectation and emotional investment.  Alfonso Caron wowed us with Y Tu Mama Tambien, shocked us with Children of Men and has created a modern masterpiece with Gravity, a breakneck roller coaster of uncompromising beauty and vision.

Set in the inky blackness of space, Gravity is the story of a scientific Hubble mission gone wrong and the struggle for survival of two astronauts, newbie Dr. Ryan Stone (Sandra Bullock) and grizzled NASA veteran, Matt Kowalski (George Clooney).  As the only two on screen actors, there’s a lot of heavy lifting for the pair, but they both handle the pressure nicely.  With simple side stories and straight forward characterization, both Ryan and Kowalski are easy to root for and allow the audience to sit back and enjoy the scenery.

What scenery, you may ask?  After all, it’s space.  We’ve all seen fields of stars and spaceships before.  Not so in Gravity.  The most powerful aspect of the film is the stunning cinematography.  Caron fans know the director’s affinity for long, uncut scenes and Gravity is the apex of this technique.  The opening shot lasts thirteen minutes and not only sets us perfectly in the floaty expanse, introduces us to the characters in their natural element.  The entire film is photographed with a lighter than air feel and with much of it shot in the first person, you’re always engaged in the action.

Gravity from the perspective of a Notebook Doodle.

Gravity from the perspective of a Notebook Doodle.

Oh yeah.  There’s action.  Gravity strikes an even balance between airless serenity and pulse pounding excitement.  As I said in the introduction, this movie is a rollercoaster, one you’ll never want to get off of, no matter how tight you’re gripping the lap bar.  Gravity is a non-stop thrill ride that gets every moment right.  When things are rocking, the camera work is quick, reactive and engulfing.  But when things slow down, the frame opens up, allowing the audience to take in deep breaths of the film’s powerful beauty.  Some of the best scenes are the slow ones, including a sad radio conversation with a stranger and a still moment of newborn tranquility after a mind blowing series of near misses.

While the cinematography is outstanding, if Gravity doesn’t win for Best Special Effects, I’m going toss my Oscar party tray of charcuterie through an open window.  When a movie comes out on Blu Ray, I love checking out the behind the scenes features, even if it dulls the magic of subsequent viewings.  Gravity is so well made, so ingenious is its ability to immerse, I’ll never watch a single “Making Of”.  The movie’s ability to completely transport the audience to an entirely different, yet familiar universe is worth experiencing again and again.  The 3D effects are used sparingly but for great effect, enhancing the story as opposed to mindless distraction.

Initially, I posed a question about the nature of perfect and if it’s something attainable by actual people.  While I can’t spend this review postulating on the phenomenon, I can soundly state Gravity gets about as close to film nirvana as any movie I’ve seen in the last few years.  With strong performances, brilliant cinematography and the finest special effects this side of Jurassic Park, Caron’s masterpiece is a triumph of modern filmmaking.  Imagine a thrill ride that gets your heart pumping, lasts ninety minutes and takes you on an emotional journey in the process.  That’s Gravity in a nutshell / space capsule.  And yes, if I’m unable to make one snide critique on a single aspect of a movie, it means it’s perfect.  Or at the very least, perfect enough.

Score:  10 out of 10


Prisoners (2013)

Another day, another review for my pals at Pantheon Mag!  Click the image above to give the review a look-see!


Don Jon (2013)

Levitt’s Inexperience Shows But The End Result Holds Up…No Pun Intended

Joseph Gordon-Levitt gives Scarlett Johansson his best “how you do’in.”

The transition from actor to director has always been a fascinating journey.  Sometimes they rise to the challenge like Affleck, Eastwood and Howard.  Other times it doesn’t work out quite so well.  Apologies to Eddie Murphy, Stallone and Robert DeNiro.  It’s just a different animal to go from being inside a single character to looking at the big picture of a full film production.  The newest member of the crew is Joseph Gordon-Levitt (Inception, 50/50) with his first feature length, Don Jon.  Despite some common first timer pitfalls, the movie succeeds in painting an entertaining picture of a Jersey bro-douche’s growth and self-awakening.

The hair jelled club goer in question is Jon, an early twenty-something who seems to have it all.  A pad he loves, close ties to his Italian family, his pick of the short skirted Snookies at his favorite night spot.  That and a pretty wicked porn addiction.  Throughout the film, Jon meets two women: his dream girl, Barbara (Scarlett Johansson) and a middle aged hippie chick named Esther (Julianne Moore).  Through these two very different ladies, Jon begins a journey of emotional connection and discovery.

Problem is, the above synopsis goes way deeper than the actual film does.  Levitt’s direction is quick and energetic but he never makes a strong attempt to connect Jon to the audience.  Jon, as a character, is pretty hard to stomach.  While he respects his family, goes to church and keeps a tidy place, he’s still has a caveman’s attitude to the opposite sex.  With no other driving motivation to keep us engaged, it’s hard to care what happens to him one way or the other.  Levitt is quite good in the role and his charisma keeps us in the seats, but it’s a shallow experience.

Tony Danza appears as Jon’s dad. Yep, it’s as strange and wonderful as you might expect.

Both female leads do a fine job in their respective parts.  Johansson sizzles as the object of Jon’s desire and Moore is fantastic as the lady he actually needs.  Moore in particular gives the film a much needed charge of depth and intrigue.  Sadly, her contributions only come after 45 minutes of clubbin’, screwin’ and hard R-rated quick cuts of porn actresses doing their thing.  While the setup proves important in the film’s final third, those who are squeamish concerning the subject matter may want to think twice before a viewing.

All that said, everything here is done with the best intentions.  The problems arise from first timer mistakes from Levitt the director.  Set aside the threadbare story, ignore the stereotypical Jersey Italian family run-time fluff, cast aside the thin story.  The main issue one of motivation.  Despite the script driven drama of his favorite alone time activity, there’s never any severe consequences for Jon’s addiction.  Plot moving events occur due to his issues but Jon shrugs through them and as a result, we’re never convinced he needs to give his wrist a rest.  I’ll say it again.  Jon is a very tough character to feel anything but “meh” for.

Despite all the issues, I still enjoyed this more than last week’s Prisoners (review pending publication). While Prisoners was a more accomplished film in execution, Don Jon wins out on the back of the sheer energy of its direction.  It’s nice to see a director “go for it” and Levitt does exactly that in his first feature attempt.  It has some rough points and if you’re older than 25, there’s nothing to learn but as a breezy, visual experience, Don Jon serves its purpose as pure entertainment.  Joseph Gordon-Levitt hasn’t completely avoided the failed side of the actor turned director list, but unless he directs Harlem Nights 2, it’s safe to say he has a promising career behind the camera.

Score: 7.5 out of 10


The Boy With The Rain Cloud Head (24 words)

Originally submitted for a flash fiction contest on Lit Reactor on 9/24/2013.  Prompt was purgatory, had to be under 25 words and exactly two sentences:

The Boy With the Rain Cloud Head - Cropped

Soaked to the bone on a sun shiny day, the boy apologized to God.  “Mom was a mean lady and I’m sorry for eating her.”


Video Game Reviews!

So, long story short, my favorite AV site, http://www.avsforum.com ran a video game reviewing contest and I contributed three reviews in an attempt to win some cash.  Turns out the contest is a random drawing, but you have to be in it to win it and my Bioshock Infinite Review got featured on the site!

Click the image to check out the review!  Enjoy!


1700 Miles to Austin – Part 11 – What I’ve Learned, One Month In

Today marks exactly one full month of living in Austin.  Take that in for a second.  One.  Full.  Month.  Hardly seems possible.  At this point, I expected to be done with this blog.  Pictures of the apartment, a proper send off, etc.  But that hasn’t been the case.  So, before I do my final two posts, let’s take a look at some of the things I’ve learned since landing in the Lone Star State.

– Austin is massive.

– The city has the same stuff New York has, only spread out amongst 272 square miles of hills, valleys, Tex Mex joints and interstates.

– A Texan’s favorite thing in the world is being Texan.

– At any given moment, 65% of the population is wearing Longhorn burnt orange.  On game day Saturdays, the number jumps to 85%.

– Driving puts hate in Jamie’s heart, but she’s getting better.

– Flyovers, soaring highway connections tangled above a maze of roadways, are fun to drive on.  Think a tamer version of a roller coaster’s first hill and you’re halfway there.

– Forget East Village weirdoes.  There’s nothing more fascinating than people watching in a shopping mall at 2:00 in the afternoon.

– Bats.  Thousands of bats.

– Austin is home to three major lakes, Lake Austin, Lake Travis and Lady Bird Lake.  Don’t let them fool you.  They’re really rivers.

– Looking at a weather report in August Austin is senseless and unnecessary.  It’s always 100 degrees and sunny.

– Austin hipsters look just like Brooklyn hipsters, only with burlier beards and friendlier dispositions.

– You know how some NYC bars sell only American craft beer?  Austin has places that only sell Texan craft beer.

– Shinerbock is fine cheap alternative to PBR, but the rest of the line is decent yet uninspiring.

– As an addendum to the above statement, Saint Arnold Brewery, Thirsty Planet and Independence produce quality suds.

– 6th Street on the weekend is a mad house.  It’s as if the worst of NYU’s undergrads upchucked from the University of Texas onto a six block stretch of fratty bars and nightclubs.

– Rainey Street, a dusty stretch of killer eateries and dog friendly pourhouses, is our favorite spot so far.

– Food trucks.  ‘Nuff said.

– Working from home is lovely in stretches, maddening in others but the pluses outweigh the cons.

– Ming is allergic to grass.  He much prefers running around on the parking lot concrete.

– Having a movie theater across the street is fantastic.

– The scenery of Austin is awe inspiring as you cruise northward towards the Hill Country. Slate colored cliffs hug the highway as a blanket of tree tops paint the landscape with lush green brush strokes.  The sky hovers massive over the city, wide, blue and limitless like the far off horizon of the Atlantic Ocean.

– I love the quiet but miss the bustle.  Enjoy the clean air but crave Manhattan’s perpetual motion.  Austin is lovely but it’s not home yet.

– Yet.


Niall Connolly – Sound

Like my review of Casey Black’s latest effort, this was also posted on iTunes.  You can buy this wonderful piece of music here.  Why?  Because you are all awesome, good-hearted people who deserve to listen to good music, that’s why.

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An International Folk Hero Takes it Up a Notch…or Ten

For those in the know, Niall Connolly is literally a hero.  Almost singlehandedly resurrecting the dormant New York folk scene with Big City Folk, Niall is one of those artists you see at Café Vivaldi in the West Village and wonder why he’s not touring with Glen Hansard or Damien Rice.  With his latest record Sound, Niall proves he can not only hang with the luminaries of modern Irish folk, he can show them a thing or two in the realm of passionate song writing.

On Sound, Connolly brings it full force.  Fans of Niall knows his songs have a slight snarl but Sound is a full out lion’s roar of political punch and personal struggle.  The album is by far his most aggressive effort with barnburners like Year Of The Dragon and Brooklyn Sky bringing out a howl usually reserved for 1:00 AM sets at Rockwood Music Hall.  But there’s also balance.  Lily of the Mohawks crunches along like an approaching army while Places I Promised I Go tells the mournful story of a life spent playing small pubs and bars.  And don’t even start me on My Next Move.  William S. Boroughs would be proud of this sultry smoke filled slow burn about a dangerous drifter looking for his next score.

When the final chord is strummed on his brutal yet painfully honest Work With Pigs, one thing is certain.  Sound is by far Mr. Connolly’s most ambitious and interesting album to date.  If you’ve spend an evening or ten at New York’s Path Café, and swooned to his beautiful ballads, prepare yourself.  Niall’s latest effort is accomplished, powerful and begs for repeat listens.  Fans of quality folk rock will find a new favorite in Niall Connolly.

Score:  5/5


“K” Has Been Published!

Well, actually, it’s my first published story, but who’s counting!  The kind people at Solarcide were gracious enough to add my micro fiction story, “K”, in their latest compilation, “Flash Me! The Sinthology”.  While my piece is a paltry 250 words, there are 25 other authors in here with some dastardly tales and wicked passages.  Now available on Amazon in real life book form, click the below image to get your grubby little hands on it!

Click this creepy naked Barbie doll picture to pick up Flash Me! and read my little 250 word micro story, K.


Lee Daniel’s The Butler (2013)

Oprah Winfrey and Forest Whitaker share a moment in Lee Daniel’s The Butler

 

Another Day, another review for the fine folks at Pantheon Mag!  Check it out!

 

An Uneven But Effective Reminder of America’s Racial History


Leaving Las Vegas (1995)

An Intense and Emotional Trip Through Cage’s Sin City

Don’t let the rom-com style poster fool you. This is NOT a light hearted traipse through Nevada. – image from http://www.impawards.com

As I wrote in my moving to Austin blog, New York doesn’t love a drunk.  It simply ignores them and lets them be.

The same can be said for Las Vegas.  A den of corporate hedonism, the weak can disappear into the glare of casino neon, ladies of the evening and $12 all you can eat buffets.  Leaving Las Vegas, adapted from the semi-autographical novel of the same name, tells the story of Ben Anderson.  Ben has himself a drinking problem and when he loses his job, his friends and his will to live, he trucks off to Vegas to drink himself to death.  Literally.

Playing the rum soaked depressive is Nicholas Cage.  The actor is at his best when his characters are a bit unhinged and his quirky, stop motion style delivery fits the role perfectly.  Sometimes it’s a bit much and I wonder how much of his mannerisms are genuine to the condition, but it works in the context of the storytelling.  Fair warning:  if you’re not a fan of Nic Cage, this movie may be brutal for you, but if you can tolerate his “distinctive” acting style, you’ll be able to handle the ride.

And what a deceptively simple ride it is.  The film’s base theme is one of two lost souls searching for redemption in their roughshod lives.  On one side, Ben’s looking for a way to squash the pain of his shattered existence.  Sera’s on the other side, a local prostitute who falls for Ben during a quick trick.  Sera is played by Elisabeth Shue and while her performance has a couple of small cracks, her and Cage make a fantastically co-dependent couple.  The pairing is a challenging one.  At first their whirlwind romance didn’t make a ton of sense, but by the hour mark, it just felt right, a testament to strong work and deft writing.

Shue and Cage share a quiet moment. – Image from Hollywood.com

Never mind the multiple award nominations and Cages’ Oscar for Best Actor, Leaving Las Vegas succeeds on the back of the exceptional direction of Mike Figgis.  Figgis perfectly balances the heavy drama of a codependent relationship with moments of levity in the bright Vegas lights.  Not to advocate alcoholism or anything, but let’s face it.  Tipping back a few adult beverages and getting snotty faced can be a lot of fun.  As a result, good times are occasionally had by the pair, whether it’s a boozy casino tour on the strip or a sultry pool side moment of seduction.  Often these scenes have disastrous consequences, but they give the movie depth all the same.

All in all, that’s what the movie is about.  Consequences, for better and for worse.  Every action the twosome takes has a direct result and it’s that honesty which separates Leaving Las Vegas from other boozy dramas.  In film discussions, most people focus on Cage’s vodka slinging and stumbling but there’s much more underneath the debauchery.  No offense to Terry Gilliam, but it’s depth of human character that separates the film from the Fear and Loathing’s of the world.  In Leaving Las Vegas, it’s not all about the trip, the high and the eventual come down.  It’s about the people involved in the journey and the lasting effects of a life lived hard.

Score – 9 out of 10