Showing posts with label Elisabeth Shue. Show all posts
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Sunday, October 28, 2012

Chasing Mavericks - Review

Chasing Mavericks
(2012)
Drama
1 hr. 55 min.


Rated: PG
Grade: C+


Directors: Michael Apted, Curtis Hanson
Writers:
Kario Salem (screenplay),
Jim Meenaghan (story),
Brandon Hooper (story)
Stars: Jonny Weston, Gerard Butler, Abigail Spencer and Elisabeth Shue | See full cast and crew

Chasing Mavericks is the inspirational true story of real life surfing phenom Jay Moriarity (played by newcomer Jonny Weston). When 15 year old Jay discovers that the mythic Mavericks surf break, one of the biggest waves on Earth, is not only real, but exists just miles from his Santa Cruz home, he enlists the help of local legend Frosty Hesson (played by Gerard Butler) to train him to survive it. As Jay and Frosty embark on their quest to accomplish the impossible, they form a unique friendship that transforms both their lives, and their quest to tame Mavericks becomes about far more than surfing. Chasing Mavericks was made with the help of some of the biggest names in the surfing world, and features some of the most mind-blowing real wave footage ever captured on film. -- (C) Official Site

Having never surfed a day in my life, I am as one might surmise, a fish out of water when it comes to discussing the authenticity of this film's surfer experience. For a dyed-in-the-wool surfer's opinion of this film check out Matt Pruett's review of Chasing Mavericks over at Surfline.com. Since was never much of a swimmer, and of course living more than six hundred miles from the nearest ocean becoming a surfer was was merely a dream that was never going to come to fruition. About the best I could hope for was to dream about how exciting, how cool, how Zen-like, how ego inflating it would be to shoot the curl of the monster  waves, hanging ten, with everyone watching from the beach. That would be totally gnarly dude! Yeah, like that would ever happen. Meanwhile back at the theater, the question is...how good of a movie is Chasing Mavericks? The simple answer is, its an average movie, not a bad movie but certainly not a great movie either.
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This movie is, however, a very worthwhile film for younger children and teens. It promotes valuable life lessons. Lessons like doing things the safe way is the right way. That seemingly impossible things can be achieved through determination, dedication, perseverance and hard work. It's not loaded with foul language, gratuitous sex or bathroom humor. That in and of itself makes Chasing Mavericks deserving of a positive nod. It is unfortunate that the script, directing and performances are predictable stereotypes. Most reviewers have been critical and made reference to the Karate Kid parallels. Beyond that, it is difficult to know how faithful the script is to the real life events in the lives of Jay Moriarity and his mentor Rick 'Frosty' Hesson. There is truly no suspense here. We know going in (even if we are unfamiliar with Jay Moriarity) that there is no doubt that the little 8 year old boy, who is miraculously saved from a watery grave by Frosty Hesson, is not only going to learn to surf and is going to do it very well. We also know that he will conquer the big mythological waves known as Mavericks. I mean, why would anyone bother to even make a movie about this little boy unless he was going to succeed.


There are some side story asides that are never fully explained and don't really go anywhere nor do they do much to advance the story. The real joy of the film comes from the waves themselves and the surfers that live to brave them. The cinematography is stunning and the waves are the true, varifiable stars of the film.
Jay wipes out at Mavericks

Jay Moriarity's iconic Mavericks drop, May 1995.

The sad irony of Chasing Mavericks and Jay Moriarity's life is that he spent so much time and effort with Frosty Hesson learning how to safely conquer the Mavericks at the tender age of 16 only to tragically lose his life seven years pushing the limits of his body. He died one day prior to his 23 birthday, June 15, 2001, in the Indian Ocean off the coast of the island Lohifushi in the Maldives, drowning in an apparent diving accident. He was in Lohifushi for an O'Neill photo shoot, when he went free-diving alone and never returned. A search party recovered his body late Friday night. Moriarity left behind his wife Kim Moriarity, they had been married less than one year.

Free-diving with mono fin
Free-diving is a form of underwater diving that does not involve the use of scuba gear or other external breathing devices, but rather relies on a diver's ability to hold his or her breath until resurfacing. Examples include breath-hold spear fishing, free-dive photography, apnea competitions, and to some degree, snorkeling. The activity that garners the most public attention is the extreme sport of competitive apnea in which competitors attempt to attain great depths, times, or distances on a single breath.

Jay was well loved and respected in the surfing world.
“People will forget what you say and do, but they will never forget how you made them feel. Jay touched so many people and he tried to leave everywhere he went just a little bit better. When people were around him, they felt the love and sincerity. Jay used to love to look for the gnarliest looking person he could find, make eye contact with them and smile. He came from a place of love in his heart and would use it to break down barriers with other people. ‘Live Like Jay’ doesn’t mean you have to be a tough, big-wave surfer. Jay knew that, even for him, that would eventually end. It means find out what you’re here for and follow it. Be true to yourself and treat others well.” -- Kim Moriarity
Jay Moriarity


Mark Foo
Jay Moriarity
The Jay Moriarity wipe-out was the initial event to catapult Mavericks into the international surfing scene. Lest one assume that these are not truly dangerous waves, just four days after Jay's infamous wipe-out, Hawaiian Superstar Mark Foo drowned at Mavericks when he got a late takeoff into a 18-foot wave. Sadly no one was aware that Mark never surfaced after his wipeout. A few hours later Foo's body was found washed toward the shore, floating just under the water surface with a piece of his surfboard still attached by the leash to his ankle. It is assumed that he was either knocked unconscious or got entangled in his 'leash', preventing him from surfacing. However, the actual cause of his death has never been determined. The loss of such a great surfer at Mavericks, brought these waters further into the spotlight as one of the worlds most challenging spots to surf.
Gerard Butler was nearly taken down for out for good when things went awry while filming a scene for Chasing Mavericks in California’s Half Moon Bay when a dangerous surf break knocked him off his board and pinned him underwater. Gerard was dragged across the rocky sea floor before a jet-ski riding patrol-man was able to rescue him.
Cast
 Gerard Butler         Jonny Weston
Frosty Hesson                 Jay Moriarity
 Kristy Moriarity             Brenda Hesson               Kim Moriaity  

Sunday, September 30, 2012

House At The End Of The Street - Review


House at the End of the Street
(2012)
101 min.
Horror | Thriller
Rated: PG-13

Grade: C+
Director: Mark Tonderai
Writers: David Loucka (screenplay), Jonathan Mostow (story)
Stars: Jennifer Lawrence, Elisabeth Shue and Max Thieriot | See full cast and crew

Seeking a fresh start, newly divorced Sarah (Elisabeth Shue) and her daughter Elissa (Jennifer Lawrence) find the house of their dreams in a small, upscale, rural town. But when startling and unexplainable events begin to happen, Sarah and Elissa learn the town is in the shadows of a chilling secret. Years earlier, in the house next door, a daughter killed her parents in their beds, and disappeared - leaving only a brother, Ryan (Max Thieriot), as the sole survivor. Against Sarah's wishes, Elissa begins a relationship with the reclusive Ryan - and the closer they get, the deeper they're all pulled into a mystery more dangerous than they ever imagined. -- (C) Relativity


House At The End Of The Street is not a great film and will not become a 'Horror Classic' but it is entertaining and a cut above the recent Horror offerings like Apparition and Possession. Critics have not been kind to it but better than half of those buying tickets have thus far given it a thumbs up. Perhaps it is due to the performances, I did like Max Ththeieriot's quirky interpretation of the 'everybody hates the weirdo neighbor' character.



The plot is formulaic Horror/Suspense drama including the angst ridden teenagers that look like they are late twentys/early thirtys defying parental advice that will lead to their peril, and of course, the requisite plot twists at the end. Make no mistake, House At The End Of The Street is no Silence of the Lambs or Psycho, although it does have some Psycho elements to it. So if you will just sit back with your popcorn and soda and enjoy it for what it is and you will probably have an enjoyable evening at the movies.


The theater was fairly full with 'date-nighters' when I saw it and there there were lots of gasps, screams and nervous giggles from the audience in all the right places.

There is a lot of buzz about Jennifer Lawrence (The Hunger Games) and how her performance will disappoint her fans, others saying it is her performance that lifts House At The End Of The Street above the average schlocky Horror film. Personally, I don't get the fascination with Miss Lawrence. I find her annoying, bland looking and an average, ho-hum actor. I thought her an unlikely heroine in Hunger Games. Elizabeth Shue was, well...Elizabeth Shue, no big whoop. No one else stands out in a positive way, in fact, the Sheriff does stand out but not in a good way.
Cast
Elissa                                    Ryan
Sarah