Friday, August 14, 2026

Both major releases this week are dinosaur-forward, so as usual I'll start with a disclaimer: any movie with dinosaurs starts at an advantage with me. Take what I say about any dinosaur movie with a grain of salt.

First up is the sci-fi adventure The End of Oak Street, written and directed by David Robert Mitchell of the chilling It Follows. The time is 1982; the place is suburban Michigan.The cast is high-powered: Denise (Anne Hathaway) and Greg (Ewan McGregor) live with their daughter (Maisy Stella), son (Christian Convery) and scrappy dog. It's a troubled relationship. Denise is an aspiring writer who dreams of escaping to the big city; Greg's hiding the fact that he's been laid off and is delivering pizza.

Then one day some sort of time warp transports a circular chunk of the suburbs millions of years into the past, plopping it down in a swampy jungle in the Mesozoic. The Oak Street area wakes up to find the neighborhood crawling with dinosaurs and other prehistoric terrors. The characters struggle to survive, and try to figure out if there's a way back to the present.

There are some rip-snorting action episodes; one involving a sledge hammer is particularly good. The raptors and carnosaurs make a freaky sight against the suburban backdrop. The best passages may be early on, as Mitchell teases us with half-glimpsed menaces and eerie overheard sounds.

Although there is some macabre comedy, even some mild gore, Mitchell keeps the tone light; there's a sense in which we're not playing for keeps. The flavor, in keeping with the period, is that of early Spielberg or Steven King, and the magical suburbia milieu suggest hints of earlier sci-fi influences like Twilight Zone. Oak Street seems only a block or two from Rod Serling's Maple Street.

It's sort of funny how these people's interpersonal squabbles and resentments continue to bubble up, even after attacks by huge predatory reptiles. But it's probably also realistic.


Next up is Paw Patrol: The Dino Movie, in which the canine public-safety team gets lost in a storm at sea and runs aground on an island full of dinosaurs. You can almost hear the sound of money flowing into the box office.

The island quickly becomes a mecca for scientists, but also for fortune hunters, including the scheming Humdinger (voiced by Ron Pardo). As with the earlier films in this series based on Keith Chapman's Canadian TV cartoon, this probably isn't something you need to see if you don't have a six-year-old who demands it, unless maybe you're a hardcore dinosaur movie completist. The characters' voices and personalitites aren't very distinct--the Dalmatian Marshall (Carter Young) is clumsy; that's about as much rich characterization as we get.

But if you do end up at it, you shouldn't find it too obnoxious. There are some becoming self-effacing gags, and despite visual references that crib from the Jurassic Park and Jurassic World movies to Peter Jackson's King Kong to The Lion King, it's still imaginative.

Above all--and despite its anti-cat bias--the movie has a good heart. The message is that it's okay to make mistakes. The dinosaurs here aren't the bad guys; the Paw Patrol works to protect them. A new pup makes his feature debut here, an inventor named Rex (Hayden Chamberlain) who has a disability.

Chamberlain is one of several cast members who are replacments for earlier voice actors. Presumably the approach of adolescence gives these performers a short shelf life.

Tuesday, August 11, 2026

HARD DAY'S NIGHT

Now playing:

One Night Only--Based only on the title and the poster, audiences may not go in expecting dystopian sci-fi. I didn't. But the premise of this romantic comedy is, quite exactly, The Purge, except with sex instead of violence.

Up front we are told that three years before the movie started, "The Mandate" outlawed premarital sex in America except for a single 12-hour period in summer. There's some amusingly interwoven exposition to explain how this is enforced, and some clever background gags in the signage or on TV, but the plausibility or implications of this liebesverbot aren't the point.

The movie is really about our heroine Allie (Monica Barbaro) and our hero Owen (Callum Turner) getting together and realizing they're meant for each other before the time is up. He's a pizza chef; she's a singer who makes her living with embarrassing jingles for pharmaceutical commercials but can't bring herself to deploy her pipes onstage in front an audience.

Dateless on the big day, they wander the lust-saturated streets of New York, crossing and re-crossing each other's paths while chasing after false leads and suffering wacky humiliations. Directed by Will Gluck of Easy A from a script by Travis Braun, One Night Only starts off excellently, with ingenious set-ups and a nice big ensemble of character players--Maya Hawke, Molly Ringwald and Levar Burton, to name only three--along with some surprise cameos.

The movie gets messier and less assured in its overextended third act, as if Gluck and Braun felt obligated to pile on unnecessary complications. By the end, the night feels way too long. But a movie like this fails or succeeds on the degree to which we like the leads and want to see them find each other. Turner and Barbaro's relationship progresses to the next station of fond, amused familiarity each time they meet, so that even when they're presented with glamorous alternatives, it's believable that they would opt for each other.

Turner is winning in his nice guy role; he has a touch of Channing Tatum's sweetness while giving off a sharper sense of intelligence. But One Night Only truly serves as a showcase for Barbaro, the striking young actress who played Joan Baez in No Direction Home. Maintaining her dignity here in a precariously revealing dress, with smiles and quiet chuckles escaping onto her face despite the travails she's facing, she gives us a romantic heroine we can wholeheartedly root for.

Thursday, August 6, 2026

SPIN CYCLE

Check out my review of Spider-Man: Brand New Day...

...now in the multiplexes, online at Phoenix Magazine.

Monday, July 27, 2026

HE ONLY HAS EYE FOR YOU

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The Cyclops (1957)--It's often pointed out that Bert I. Gordon's initials spelled out B.I.G., appropriately because his niche was making movies about people or animals turned amazingly colossal via clumsy rear-projection special effects. Most of these films are terrible; most of them are also entertaining. Christopher Nolan he wasn't, but Gordon did make a film that was a nod to a famous episode in The Odyssey, this 1957 saga of a one-eyed giant.

The beautiful, bob-haired, delicate-boned '50s scream queen Gloria Talbott leads an expedition--consisting of a scientist (James Craig) a pilot (Tom Drake) and a shady speculator (a vigorously hamming Lon Chaney, Jr.) into a remote, radioactive, forbidden valley in Mexico. She's looking for her fiance, who disappeared there a couple of years earlier. The group soon finds it's a canyon of horrors, with giant lizards and other creatures mutated by the uranium in the soil. Then they encounter a bald giant with a disfigured face and one huge, bulging eye. Who might that be?

Made to share a double bill with Daughter of Dr. Jekyll--a Gloria Talbott two-fer!--this movie is slight even by '50s low-budget sci-fi standards, and there's an unsavory tinge to it from the pre-humane animal action. Even so, the title character here, played by Duncan Parkin behind the memorable makeup, and with gratingly persistent groans and snarls supplied by the superb voice actor Paul Frees, has a grotesque pathos. And Homeric action asserts itself: the giant traps the party in a cave with a boulder, and he meets his waterloo from the proverbial poke in the eye with a sharp stick.

Friday, July 17, 2026

Sunday, July 12, 2026

BEST RESULTS

Once again I'm proud to have been among the authors of Phoenix Magazine's annual "Best of the Valley" feature...

...now on the stands. Check it out to find hundreds of Valley amenities which we have peremptorily chosen as the best our community has to offer. While you're reading, guess which 13 little mini-masterpieces of prose composition are the work of Your Humble Narrator.

Friday, July 10, 2026

THE LAND OF THE FREE (PASS)

Check out my review of Gail Daughtry and the Celebrity Sex Pass...

...online at Phoenix Magazine.

At the screening, I was presented with my own Official Celebrity Sex Pass...

You'll notice that it remains blank; at this writing I still haven't decided which lucky celebrity gets me...