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Week of October 9, 2015
To catch a ghost simply bait your trap with white linens.
First up…
Insidious: Chapter 3
Ghosts that haunt apartments do so because their bad credit
rating prevents them from haunting their own home.
The spirit in this horror movie, however, resides on an
astral plane.
When a desperate father (Dermot Mulroney) reaches out to
retired ghost whisperer Elise (Lin Shaye) for help with his daughter (Stefanie
Scott), the widowed spiritualist reluctantly agrees.
Inside the tormented teen’s residence, Elise enters a
hypnotic trance where she comes face-to-face with the demonic former tenant
that is plaguing the girl.
But when the entity starts preying on her fears, Elise seeks
help from two local ghost-hunters (Angus Sampson, Leigh Whannell).
Maudlin by horror standards, this weepy prequel to the
events of the first two does shed light on Elise’s motivations, but does so in
a familiar format leaving little room for surprise, let alone screams.
Besides, old people can communicate with the dead because
they’re such close neighbors. Yellow
Light
Magic Mike XXL
Women strip their way through college; men strip their way
to becoming gigolos.
Still others, like the peelers in this comedy, do it for the
fun of disrobing.
Duped into reuniting with his former exotic male dance troop
(Joe Manganiello, Kevin Nash, Adam Rodríguez, Matt Bomer), small-business owner
Mike (Channing Tatum) decides to take a sabbatical from his shop to drive to
Myrtle Beach with them for a stripping competition.
On the road, their truck brakes down and they must get
assistance from a cougar (Andie MacDowell) and her daughter (Amber Heard), as
well as Mike’s mentor (Jada Pinkett Smith) and her crew (Donald Glover, Stephen
Boss).
With its barley there plot and clichéd road trip antics,
this sequel drops the melodrama of the original and beefs up on the oily
bare-chests and heaving homoeroticism.
Incidentally, dry-cleaning is cheap when all your shirts
consist solely of cuffs, a collar and bow-tie. Red Light
Me and Earl and the Dying Girl
The worst thing about being haunted by a teenager is your
grocery bill goes through the roof.
Luckily, the adolescent in this dramedy isn’t an insatiable
apparition just yet.
Forced by his parents (Nick Offerman, Connie Britton) to
socialize with Rachel (Olivia Cooke), a classmate with leukemia, Greg’s (Thomas
Mann) initial visits are as awkward as him.
After exposing her to parodies he and his friend Earl
(Ronald Cyler II) filmed, however, their relationship takes on another form.
But those newfound feelings keep Greg from finishing an
original film for his fading fan.
While the self-conscious antagonist isn’t anything new to
coming-of-age tales, the hefty concept of cancer is. So on that merit alone, Me
and Earl and the Dying Girl has more poignancy than others of the genre.
Worst of all, when you die young you don’t get the chance to
grow old and wish you were young again.
Green Light
***Relationship Wrecked***
The Ghost and Mrs. Muir
The difference between landlubber and seafaring ghosts is
the latter’s ectoplasm reeks of chum.
Mind you, scent isn’t enough to ward of the widow in this
romance.
Moving with her daughter (Natalie Wood) to a cottage on the
English seaside, the independently wealth Mrs. Muir (Gene Tierney) soon finds
her new home is haunted by the previous owner Daniel Gregg (Rex Harrison), an
ornery sea captain.
When Mrs. Muir’s fortune vanishes, her transparent tenant
proposes she pen his biography, and live off the royalties.
During the process, the two grow fond of each another. But
when a shifty author (George Sanders) enters the picture, Gregg concedes to his
able-bodied competitor.
Light on frights but formidable in premise, this unorthodox
odd-couple ghost story is a charming romp with loads of ethereal chemistry
between the principal leads.
But be forewarned, if your ghost boyfriend is abusive, no
one will ever believe you.
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