A Kid in King Arthur's Court. This low-quality fare from
Disney features a lame script, bland direction and contemptible
acting. If you take your kids to see it, they might lead a violent
revolt against you using whiffle bats and plastic swords, so be
careful. Even Runaway Brain, the 5-minute Mickey Mouse
cartoon that precedes the movie, is second-rate all the way. With
the hundreds of Arthurian, time-travel and old Disney videos that
infinitely outclass this tripe, consider setting up your own round
table at home instead. Christen it with a VCR and let Merlin's
magical remote control be your guide.
Dangerous Minds. Michelle Pfeiffer stars in this mostly
effective drama about an unorthodox inner-city high school teacher
who wins the attention (and affection) of a classroom full of
hard-to-reach minority students. The material, though clumsily
constructed, has social relevance to spare, and the filmmakers'
commitment to a bare-bones plot is honorable. The uneasy mix of
realism and Hollywood slickness does create some embarrassing
notes, but Pfeiffer's charm overrides most of the rough spots--with
her soft-toned, tough-loving demeanor she's a perfect educational
love object.
Desperado. Richard Rodriquez, in his $7 million sequel
to the $7 thousand career-making actioner El Mariachi,
has crafted a funny, enjoyably senseless tribute to the over-the-top
violence of directors like John Woo. And he's found the most attractive
of leads: Antonio Banderas stars as the dark, vengeful loner with
a guitar case full of guns, and Salma Hayek plays the shapely
love interest who stitches up his many wounds. Offering their
comic services, independent film icons Steve Buscemi, Quentin
Tarantino and the shifty-eyed Cheech Marin make valiant efforts,
but Rodriguez makes one unfortunate mistake: He kills them off
too soon, leaving the second half of his film without much personality.
As a friend said, "Good gunplay, bad screenplay."
Lord Of Illusions. A Manson-esque cult leader with supernatural
powers, a world-famous magician with an ill-timed sword trick,
a New York detective who is "drawn to the dark side,"
a love interest/potential victim who wears sheer garments with
no bra, and more violent impalings than you can shake a stick
at... What more could you ask for from a Clive Barker horror flick?
Well, for starters, you might ask for a plot that makes sense,
intelligent characters or scares that don't become increasingly
dull and hokey as the film progresses. A few more impalings wouldn't
hurt.
Something To Talk About. From the screenwriter who gave
us Thelma & Louise comes this insightful yet directionless
tale of a Southern wife (Julia Roberts) who has to re-think her
life when she learns her husband (Dennis Quaid) has been having
several affairs. Crisp direction by Lasse Hallestrom, warmly vibrant
cinematography and a handful of fun performances (by Kyra Sedgwick,
Robert Duvall and Gene Rowlands) keep the film enjoyable long
after the story has lost sight of a point. And Roberts is surprisingly
good--after years of limited performances in dumb roles, she really
seems to be blossoming.
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