I sit with host Deb Hutton on NewsTalk 1010 to talk about to the recent Tony Award winner “Giant,” Rush’s triumphant return to the stage, Glenn Close’s honorary Oscar, and I review the alien thrills of “Disclosure Day,” the spoof “Stop! That! Train!” and the supernatural “The Voice Of Our Mother.”
Fast reviews for busy people! Watch as I review three movies in less time than it takes to brush your teeth. Have a look as I race against the clock to tell you about the alien thrills of “Disclosure Day,” the spoof “Stop! That! Train!” and the supernatural “The Voice Of Our Mother.”
SYNOPSIS: In “Disclosure Day,” the new Steven Spielberg alien thriller now playing in theatres, a television meteorologist’s on-air possession reveals verifiable proof of extraterrestrial intelligence, triggering a worldwide awareness.
CAST: Emily Blunt, Josh O’Connor, Colin Firth, Eve Hewson, and Colman Domingo. Directed by Steven Spielberg.
REVIEW: “Disclosure Day” delivers aliens and thrills in equal parts to sentimentality and spectacle. A high-stakes conspiracy thriller, it plays like Steven Spielberg directed an elaborate episode of “The X-Files.”
Emily Blunt plays Margaret Fairchild, a former journalist now working as a Kansas City television meteorologist. When she experiences an on-air possession and spouts a strange jumble of clicks, pops and grunts, cybersecurity expert Daniel Kellner (Josh O’Connor) identifies the sounds as an alien language.
“I can see them,” Margaret says. “What’s happening to me?”
As clips of her possession go viral, evidence of extraterrestrial life emerges, despite the best efforts of government organizations and Wardex corporation head Noah Scanlon (Colin Firth) to cover up any and all revelations.
Working together, Margaret and Daniel fight for full transparency; a disclosure day when the truth is finally revealed. “Full disclosure to the whole world,” says Daniel. “All at once.”
Spielberg’s other alien films—“Close Encounters of the Third Kind,” “E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial” and “War of the Worlds”—are more intimate than this one, respectively focusing on family stories of connection, friendship and survival. Here the focus is widened to ask a simple question in a complicated, overstuffed film: What will happen when humankind discovers we’re not alone in the universe?
It’s an ontological point of view, pondering the world’s reaction to alien life, wondering if mutual acceptance is possible as it weaves together a world-changing revelation, shadowy government conspiracies, thrills and lens flares. In many ways it feels like classic Amblin, but the perspective is different. It’s not simply about acceptance; it’s about optimism in the aftermath of first contact.
It is also, in almost equal measure to the alien story, a chase film that allows Spielberg to stage a wild action set piece that sees Margaret and Daniel jumping between cars and a speeding train. It’s a big and brash sequence that brings together Spielberg’s technical mastery, John Williams’ exciting score, brilliant cinematography courtesy of longtime collaborator Janusz Kamiński and loads of practical effects.
It’s a highlight in an overlong film is otherwise a mixed bag.
On the upside are terrific performances from the leads.
From the tense, four-minute possession scene, to taking on the bulk of the film’s emotional and physical weight, Emily Blunt impresses.
It’s also fun to see Colin Firth and Colman Domingo as former colleagues now acting as avatars for secrecy vs. truth. As Scanlon, Firth plays against type, embracing his character’s villainy in ways that, were this a pantomime, would turn the audience into a sea of boos every time he appears on screen. An interrogation scene between Scanlon and Jane (played by a terrific Eve Hewson) a former nun who happens to be Daniel’s girlfriend, is a highlight.
Domingo balances the equation as the film’s moral core. It’s a difficult role, one that requires him to spout loads of exposition, but his calming presence grounds the film’s otherworldly action.
On the downside, as Spielberg, working from a screenplay by David Koepp, explores modern concerns like fear of AI and tech, faith, misinformation and Unidentified Anomalous Phenomena, the film becomes repetitious and unfocussed.
Add to that useless government operatives who create plot holes big enough to fly a spaceship through, and you’re left with a movie that grows ever more frustrating as the end credits approach. The movie’s desire for us to believe in aliens is easier to take than some of the logic lapses Spielberg wants us to buy into.
Still, “Disclosure Day” offers enough Spielbergian treats—like a cool shot of an intended victim’s face reflected in the blade of the knife that may, or may not, be used to kill them— to cover some of the script’s plot holes and clichés.
A new Michael Jackson biopic raises a familiar question… do audiences actually want the truth, or just a great show?
This week, my co-host Sarah Hanlon and I unpack the new film Michael and the growing trend of biopics that trade accuracy for spectacle. When a story as complex as Michael Jackson’s gets streamlined into a crowd-pleasing concert experience, what gets lost… and does it even matter?
They explore the art vs. artist debate, the power of nostalgia, and why some cultural icons remain untouchable—no matter how complicated their legacy becomes.
It’s a conversation about storytelling, memory, and the uncomfortable space where fact and entertainment collide.
I sit with host Deb Hutton on NewsTalk 1010 to talk about where people are getting their news, the first lady of “Heated Rivalry” fans, Bob Seger Bars and I review the musical biopic “Michael.”
Fast reviews for busy people! Watch as I review three movies in less time than it takes to make your bed. Have a look as I race against the clock to tell you about the biopic “Michael,” the grounded fairy tale “The Bearded Girl” and the action thriller “Fuze.”
SYNOPSIS: Jaafar Jackson, son of Jackson 5 member Jermaine Jackson, and nephew to Michael Jackson, plays his King of Pop uncle in the flashy new biopic “Michael.”
CAST: Jaafar Jackson, Nia Long, Laura Harrier, Juliano Krue Valdi, Miles Teller, Colman Domingo. Directed by Antoine Fuqua.
REVIEW: Michael Jackson’s rise to fame and the accompanying tribulations are given a high gloss treatment in “Michael.” From the hardscrabble upbringing in Gary, Indiana and the Jackson 5 to a stratospheric solo career and the isolation of fame, it’s a Wikipedia page come to life and projected on the screen.
The front row seat to the life and (most of) the legacy of Michael Jackson (Juliano Krue Valdi as young Michael. Jaafar Jackson as adult Michael) begins with the well documented rise of the Jackson 5 and the physical and emotional abuse at the hand of Michael’s controlling father Joe (Colman Domingo). “Let me tell you something,” says Joe. “In this life, you’re either a winner or you’re a loser.”
The road to stardom begins when Motown founder Barry Gordy (Larenz Tate) signs the band and helps launch the Jackson 5 to national stardom.
From Joseph and Katherine Jackson’s (Nia Long) humble living room to MTV and the world’s biggest stages, Jackson grows up in public, personally and professionally, amid a swirl of triumphs and personal struggles.
Before you ask, yes, Bubbles makes an appearance in “Michael.” He’s a CGI version of the chimp once kept by Michael Jackson as a pet, but he feels about as real as anything else in this crowd-pleasingly tuneful but sanitized and safe biopic.
The story of triumph over adversity, of genius and creative vision, begins in a dark place. Joseph Jackson, father and manager of Michael Jackson and The Jacksons, played with malignant vigor by Colman Domingo, puts his five sons through their paces with the intensity of a Marine drill sergeant. These early, ugly scenes of abuse hit hard as young Michael is driven to perfection at the end of his father’s belt.
But what begins as a hard-hitting biography soon settles into a more familiar greatest hits style movie propped up by Jackson’s prodigious back catalogue of music. Director Antoine Fuqua, working from a clichéd script by John Logan, settles into authorized biography rhythm, highlighting Jackson’s many successes without ever going deep.
In the film’s final half hour, Fuqua decides to give up on the story completely. “Michael,” much to the delight of the audience I saw thew film with, shifts from biopic to concert film with several show-stopping performances from Jaafar Jackson.
Jackson, who spent two years training for the role, nails his paternal uncle’s physicality, especially in the elaborate musical numbers, like the dramatization of the making of the “Thriller” video, and concert scenes.
A replication of the electrifying debut of M.J.’s moonwalk on the “Motown 25: Yesterday, Today, Forever” special is almost as exciting as it was when Michael did it in 1983. It’s a blast of loud and proud nostalgia that plays really well in IMAX, as do most of the musical performances.
What’s missing is insight. It’s all uplift as Michael, robbed of his childhood, finds his way through the world, shedding the influence of his father in favor of charting his own course to superstardom.
As with other authorized music biographies like “Elvis” or “Bohemian Rhapsody,” the story’s rough edges are mostly shaved away. The thorny issue of the 1993 sexual assault allegation was addressed in the film’s original cut but had to be scrapped due to a legal agreement with the accuser’s family. According to the Wall Street Journal, a sequel is already in the works for 2027 or 2028 that will address those allegations.
Jackson was a complicated figure, but the movie isn’t interested in exploring those complications in a meaningful way.
We see close-ups of his favorite book, a children’s picture book of “Peter Pan.” We learn of his admiration for Charlie Chaplin but virtually nothing about his relationship with his brothers, who are treated like extras in the story, the evolution of his signature fashion style or the inspiration for his songs, save for “Thriller,” which seems to have been initiated by Vincent Price’s “House of Wax.” Janet Jackson fans may also be left wondering why there is no mention of her.
“Michael” is beyond lightweight. It’s a “Walk Hard: The Dewey Cox Story” style music bio, except for when it is in motion; singing and dancing. As a biography, it’s a pretty good concert film. The musical numbers are terrific, nicely performed by Jaafar Jackson, whose mimicry of his uncle’s signature moves is spot on. These sequences are head-turners and should please fans looking for a blast of in-your-face nostalgia.
Michael Jackson is one of the biggest selling performers of all time, and one of the most documented, so perhaps there aren’t any revelations to be had seventeen years after his death. But it is a shame that the adventurous spirit that characterized the superstar’s best work is missing from the film.
I join the CTV NewsChanel to talk about the fiery “28 Years Later: The Bone Temple,” the crime drama “Dead Man’s Wire” and the shake, rattle and roll of “The Testament of Ann Lee.”
Fast reviews for busy people! Watch as I review three movies in less time than it takes to make the bed! Have a look as I race against the clock to tell you about the fiery “28 Years Later: The Bone Temple,” the crime drama “Dead Man’s Wire” and the shake, rattle and roll of “The Testament of Ann Lee.”