The show may have done itself a disservice in making Daniel and Travis the characters to lead, because the former’s aloofness and the latter’s naivete neutered any semblance of dread that should be permeating everyone’s waking moments.
Not even the most dramatic of scores can evoke the fervor required to engage an audience that is watching someone think really hard.
The first impression you get is that of confidence: A director uncommonly confident in his use of bold images to jumpstart a story.
Weren’t we young once? Weren’t we cool, or didn’t we at least feel cool? Weren’t we ambitious and spontaneous and optimistic? What happens to that feeling over time?
This conflict, both internal and external, seems like it’d make for a gripping film. In reality, it’s obvious that True Story wants to be at thriller, but it lacks the suspense and tautness to hold these scenes together.
‘It Follows’ feels like David Robert Mitchell took a class at the Lars von Trier School of Moodiness, and got a C+.
Am I imposing too much surgical analysis onto what is essentially a kids’ movie? Probably.
It’s not the fresh, new, trailblazer of the first part and it’s not the exultant, emotional finale of the third part. The second part of a trilogy is the overlooked, often ignored sibling of the story world.
Considering the options, I was confident in my decision to spend my weekend movie money on crime-fighting turtles. As un-promising as the reviews were, I was sure that, if nothing else, nostalgia and low expectations would carry me through Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Boyhood will make you nostalgic, but I don’t think that is its intention. While watching Mason’s journey (though he would roll his eyes at you for calling it that) you’ll think of your formative years and how they framed who you are now. You’ll remember those seemingly insignificant times that are really never celebrated.