John Travolta Movies

Hairspray

admin — Fri, 20 Jul 2007 16:48:42 +0000

It’s rare that a movie captures the intensity and excitement of a live Broadway musical production while appealing to a broader movie-going audience, but the 2007 Hairspray is an energetic, powerfully moving film that does just that. A remake of the 1988 musical film Hairspray, the new Hairspray is a film adaptation of the 2002 Broadway musical and features more likeable characters than the original film and an incredible energy that stems from a great cast, fabulous new music, and the influence of musical producer Craig Zadan.

What remains constant throughout all three versions of Hairspray is the story’s thought-provoking exploration of prejudice and racism. Set in Baltimore in 1962, the film opens with chubby girl Tracy Turnblad (Nikki Blonsky) singing her heart out in a rendition of “Good Morning Baltimore” that, while admittedly a bit too long, sets the farcical tone for the film. Viewers quickly become immersed in Tracy’s teenage world of popular television dance shows, big hair, the stigma of being different, and the first hesitant steps toward racial integration within a segregated world.

The Corny Collins (James Marsden) television dance show is a teenage obsession in Tracy’s world and Link Larkin (Zac Efron) is every girl’s dream partner, so when a call for auditions goes out, Tracy skips school to try out, but is rejected by station manager Velma von Tussle (Michelle Pfeiffer) because of her large size and the threat of competition for Velma’s own daughter Amber (Brittany Snow). Perseverance and the support of her friend Penny (Amanda Bynes), father Wilbur (Christopher Walken), and negro dancer Seaweed (Elijah Kelley) lead Tracy to the spotlight and the chance of a lifetime, but more and more Tracy discovers that fairness and equality for those who are different does not come without a fight and that sacrifices must be made to effect change. While the message is serious, Hairspray is first and foremost a comedy with stellar performances by John Travolta as Edna Turnblad (who ever imagined Saturday Night Fever’s iconic star would appear onscreen as a woman?), Christopher Walken, and Michelle Pfeiffer. Part of what makes Hairspray so powerful is the exceptional music composed by Marc Shaiman, including songs newly composed for the movie like “Ladies’ Choice,” “The New Girl in Town,” and “Come So Far,” and the awesome vocal talents of Queen Latifah (Motormouth Maybelle) and a cast of heretofore musically-unknown actors like Nikki Blonsky, Zac Efron, and Brittany Snow who really can sing. Notable trivia includes Jerry Stiller’s appearance in both versions of the film (as Wilbur in the 1988 film and as Mr. Pinky in this 2007 rendition), and a cameo appearance by 1988 director and screenplay writer John Waters. Hairspray is one of the best films of the year–it’s powerfully moving entertainment that leaves you energized and motivated to fight for what you believe in. –Tami Horiuchi

Rating: 8.5 out of 10 stars

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Wild Hogs

admin — Fri, 02 Mar 2007 16:55:00 +0000

A coming-of-age story starring a bunch of fiftysomething stars rather than teenage actors, Wild Hogs is a well-intentioned comedy starring John Travolta (Woody), Tim Allen (Doug), Martin Lawrence (Bobby), and William H. Macy (Dudley) as a group of Midwesterners facing their own versions of mid-life crises. They decide to escape their frazzled personal lives and rejuvenate themselves by taking a road trip on their slick hogs. But their journey is less Easy Rider than it is Three Amigos (plus one). As individual actors, each lead is a formidable star. But throw them all together into one crammed screenplay full of scatological humor and uncomfortable homosexual gags and it doesn’t quite work. The actors spend so much time trying to outdo each other on screen that they aren’t believable as friends, much less comrades. Walt Becker (National Lampoon’s Van Wilder) offers minimal direction on a film that could’ve used some reining in, especially during scenes between Macy and Marisa Tomei (as a diner owner who inexplicably falls for him).

There are promises of some interesting vignettes when Ray Liotta shows up as Jack, the leader of a real motorcycle gang. When Jack threatens to break Dudley’s legs, Dudley counters, “I’m a computer programmer! I don’t need my legs.” Without missing a beat, Jack says, “Fine, we’ll break his hands.” It’s not that the lines are so funny, but they way Liotta delivers them that adds some life to this flailing comedy. Unfortunately, his scenes with the rest of the cast are all too few. –Jae-Ha Kim

Rating: 8.5 out of 10 stars

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Lonely Hearts

admin — Sat, 21 Oct 2006 16:58:04 +0000

Love ‘em and leave ‘em–dead. That’s the unstated but unmistakable motto of the predatory duo in Lonely Hearts, an affecting entry into the neo-noir landscape, with a twist: it’s based on a true story. The all-star cast is led by John Travolta as detective Elmer Robinson, a dedicated cop haunted by the unexplained suicide of his wife. Travolta and his partner, played with blue-collar bravado by James Gandolfini, are old-style gumshoes who wear their characters as believably as they do their tattered fedoras. Travolta, particularly, wears his anguish on his tweedy sleeve, and underplays what could have been a scenery-chewing role. In the cops’ crosshairs: evil lovebirds Martha Beck (Salma Hayek) and Ray Fernandez (Jared Leto), who prey on single women in “lonely hearts” advertisements, bilk them of their money, and! murder them–as much as a way to prove their twisted love for each other as for the financial gain. The film is uniformly well acted, and transports the viewer to a simpler America that nonetheless echoes modern-day internet dating and the perils that can accompany too much trust. Leto downplays his pretty-boy looks to become believable as the oily and unhinged Ray, and the gorgeous Hayek is made up to a fare-thee-well.

Director Todd Robinson is the grandson of the real-life Elmer, and did the film as an homage to the case that consumed his grandfather. The making-of featurette is in some ways even more compelling than the feature, because of the moving interviews with the younger Robinson and his memories of his grandfather, and footage and news clips of the real-life Martha and Ray. There’s plenty of fodder here for true-crime fans, and anyone who wants to savor a good shudder. –A.T. Hurley

Rating: 9 out of 10 stars

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Be Cool

admin — Fri, 04 Mar 2005 17:01:37 +0000

Be Cool takes its own advice: It’s slick, Hollywood entertainment that kills two amusing hours with relative ease and comfort. Better than leftovers but not as tasty as a full-course meal, this sequel to 1995’s hit comedy Get Shorty (and based on Elmore Leonard’s 1999 sequel novel) finds former loan shark Chili Palmer (John Travolta) itching to get out of the movie business, so he hooks up with a newly widowed music executive (Uma Thurman) to launch the career of an up-’n-coming Beyoncé-like singer (newcomer Christina Milian). A mock-black manager (Vince Vaughn), his sleazy boss (Harvey Keitel), and an upscale gangsta-rap executive (Cedric the Entertainer) all have a competing stake in the fast-rising pop diva’s future, and this sets the plot rolling in a fun but rather hand-me-down fashion that lacks the savvy panache of Get Shorty but still provides plenty of lightweight humor. The Rock and Outkast’s André Benjamin provide the best laughs in supporting roles that effortlessly relieve the movie from the symptoms of sequelitis. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 8.5 out of 10 stars

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A Love Song For Bobby Long

admin — Fri, 21 Jan 2005 17:05:01 +0000

A misfit drama in the grand Southern (by way of Hollywood) tradition, A Love Song for Bobby Long takes its cue from Carson McCullers’s The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter. Re-establishing his indie-cred, John Travolta adds Bobby Long to his gallery of colorful characters. Hobbled by an infected toe, the 50-something Bobby is a white-haired, unshaven, vodka-soaked mess. But he’s also a former English professor, and the piles of books in his ramshackle house, and the authors he drunkenly quotes give him a wounded dignity. Just how wounded will be revealed over the course of this atmospheric tale of redemption and penance. Bobby lives with Lawson Pines (Gabriel Macht), his former teaching assistant who is writing a book about his mentor, a project deferred by drinking, sitting around with the locals, or engaging in quotation oneupsmanship. Scarlett Johansson (Lost in Translation, Ghost World) holds her own against Travolta (”You are such a shameless ham,” she chastises the loquacious Bobby) as Pursy, the estranged daughter of Lorraine, a recently deceased singer-songwriter in whose house Bobby and Lawson reside. A battle of wills between the two men and the headstrong young girl gives way to the formation of a tentative family unit. Pursy agrees to return to high school if Bobby and Lawson quit drinking. There will be the expected revelations, recriminations, and dramatic confrontations, but what makes this Love Songresonate are the performances by a cast that rarely hits a false note. –Donald Liebenson

Rating: 7 out of 10 stars

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The Punisher

admin — Fri, 16 Apr 2004 17:08:47 +0000

The impressively muscular chest of Tom Jane is the focal point of The Punisher, a movie based on a Marvel Comics superhero. Frank Castle (Jane, Deep Blue Sea) retires from the FBI, which means–as any moviegoer expects–that his family is toast. Howard Saint (John Travolta, Face/Off), a shady Florida businessman whose son was killed in Castle’s last mission, orders a hit not only on Castle’s wife and child, but also on his parents and a whole bunch of aunts, uncles, cousins, and so forth. The killers shoot Castle himself in the chest, but he inexplicably survives and–as any moviegoer expects–sets out to even the score. Implausibly, given his sometimes curious and roundabout methods, he succeeds. Also featuring Will Patton (Armageddon) as an oily thug, Laura Harring (Mulholland Drive) as Saint’s fleshpot wife, and Rebecca Romijn-Stamos (X-Men) as a waitress with bad taste in men. –Bret Fetzer

Rating: 9.5 out of 10 stars

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Basic

admin — Fri, 28 Mar 2003 17:11:34 +0000

If you thought The Recruit was full of surprises, Basic will spin your head around. Assuming that cleverness is its own reward, this military mystery shares many of The Recruit’s strengths and weaknesses, offering multi-layered deception as its dramatic raison d’etre. Copping plenty of machismo attitude befitting a semi-effective thriller from Die Hard director John McTiernan, John Travolta stars as an ex-Army Ranger-turned-DEA agent, recruited by an Army investigator (Connie Nielsen) to solve the fratricide of a reviled Sergeant (Samuel L. Jackson) who was allegedly killed while commanding a Special Forces training mission in the hurricane-swept rainforests of Panama. Two survivors (Giovanni Ribisi in a showboat role, and Brian Van Holt) recall the ill-fated mission as the truth unfolds, Rashomon-style, in a series of repetitive flashbacks. Tricky enough to hold one’s attention as it grows increasingly irrelevant, Basic is so enamored of its bogus ingenuity that its ultimate twist is a letdown. A second viewing might prove rewarding, if only to confirm that it all holds together. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 8 out of 10 stars

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Domestic Disturbance

admin — Sun, 11 Nov 2001 17:15:38 +0000

If you focus on the effective casting of John Travolta and Vince Vaughan, Domestic Disturbance may grab your attention as a thriller that hits too close to home. After playing a greasy villain in Swordfish, Travolta ably serves up the good-guy charm as a divorced father who must rescue his teenage son from a murderous new stepfather, played by Vaughan with bad-tempered relish. Director Harold Becker is worthy of better material (like his earlier hit Sea of Love), but he handles this B-movie potboiler with professional flair, particularly in the setup involving an accomplice (the ever-reliable Steve Buscemi) who threatens to destroy Vaughan’s small-town respectability. The plot’s about as plausible as Britney Spears in a remake of Sophie’s Choice, relying heavily on lame-brained cops and vast chasms in logic, but by the time Travolta and Vaughan engage in their inevitable showdown, even childless viewers may feel a twinge of parental instinct. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 8 out of 10 stars

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Swordfish

admin — Fri, 08 Jun 2001 17:20:25 +0000

Swordfish is a superficial movie, so let’s address the superficial facts: Halle Berry was well paid to bare her breasts in this gratuitous cyber-action thriller, and while Berry’s many fans will enjoy a cheap drool at the actress’s expense, her brief topless scene doesn’t justify this insipid parade of glossy violence from the director of 2000’s Gone in 60 Seconds. Add yet another notch in John Travolta’s bad-movie belt, and you’ve got Hollywood bankruptcy in full blossom. Go ahead, marvel at director Dominic Sena’s biggest money shot–a 360-degree pan as a robbery hostage is blown to bits by a bomb that pelts a surrounding SWAT squad with deadly ball bearings. The plot, as if it matters: Travolta’s a slick, self-appointed antiterrorist who recruits a top-flight computer hacker (Hugh Jackman) to transfer a $9.5 billion government slush fund into a cluster of secret accounts. Berry’s the curvaceous bait who lures Jackman into the scheme; Don Cheadle’s an FBI agent hot on their tails; and an obligatory subplot turns Jackman’s daughter (Camryn Grimes) into an innocent bargaining chip. By the time a hostage transport bus is airlifted in the film’s not-so-thrilling climax, Swordfish will hold your passive attention or put you to sleep–it all depends on your tolerance for Sena’s brand of derivative bloodlust. It’s pornography of a sort, and efficiently mechanical, but you can bet good money that Berry and her costars didn’t cash their paychecks proudly. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 9 out of 10 stars

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Lucky Numbers

admin — Fri, 27 Oct 2000 17:22:16 +0000

John Travolta plays Russ Richards, a small-town weatherman who is such a local celebrity that he even has his own table at the local Denny’s. He obviously sees himself as a big deal about town, and he’s got the spending habits to prove it, including payments on a big house and a fancy Jaguar. His unstable life is further complicated by the fling he’s having with the station’s lotto girl (Lisa Kudrow), who is also having an affair with the married station manager (Ed O’Neill). On the verge of bankruptcy, Russ asks the advice of his good friend and strip club owner Gig (Tim Roth), who cooks up a plan to fix the lottery. The hardest part of the whole scheme turns out to be finding a trustworthy person to cash in the ticket. This is a mean-spirited comedy, which is to be expected from writer Adam Resnick (Cabin Boy, TV’s Get a Life), but not from director Nora Ephron (You’ve Got Mail, Sleepless in Seattle). Then again, maybe she always has patronized the characters in her movies. Clearly, the casting needed to tap into the oddball surrealism of someone like Chris Elliott, whereas Travolta is just playing a dumb, self-deluded guy, and Kudrow, in her most unlikable role yet, is playing not just a ditz but a ditsy sociopath. The movie is not a total waste, thanks mostly to some stunning supporting performances by Tim Roth, Ed O’Neill, and especially Bill Pullman as the lazy cop. Overall, a mixed bag. –Andy Spletzer

Rating: 8 out of 10 stars

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The General’s Daughter

admin — Fri, 18 Jun 1999 17:26:34 +0000

When John Travolta first opens his mouth during the opening credits of The General’s Daughter and speaks in a terrible Southern cracker drawl, one briefly hopes that the movie will turn out to be just as hilariously bad. Unfortunately, the accent is soon revealed to be part of a disguise, and the movie is just as quickly unveiled as a clumsy, run-of-the-mill potboiler. A female officer is discovered strangled and tied to the ground; she’s the title character, and because of the general’s political ambitions, the mystery of who did it and why has to be wrapped up in 36 hours by Travolta and fellow CID officer Madeleine Stowe (Last of the Mohicans, 12 Monkeys). Sexual violence and lurid S&M have been thrown in to shore up the incomprehensible plot, but that only adds to the queasy atmosphere. The supporting actors–an impressive collection including James Woods (Salvador), Timothy Hutton (Ordinary People), and James Cromwell (Babe, L.A. Confidential)–don’t embarrass themselves, but even they can’t make sense of their blustering, macho dialogue. It’s amazing that screenwriter William Goldman (who wrote such great and genuinely thrilling films as Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Marathon Man, All the President’s Men, and Misery) left his name attached to this script; there’s no sign of his usual skill and intelligence. Madeleine Stowe, a graceful presence in any film, is equally wasted. Directed with a lot of empty flash by Simon West (Con Air). –Bret Fetzer

Rating: 7.5 out of 10 stars

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A Civil Action

admin — Fri, 08 Jan 1999 17:30:39 +0000

Jonathan Harr’s nonfiction bestseller was a shot in the arm for those seeking more than last-minute heroics akin to a John Grisham thriller. Here was a labyrinthine case involving industrial pollution by two highly regarded corporations, contaminated drinking water, and the deaths of innocent children in New England, circa 1981. The case has hundreds of twists and takes our hero–a steady, respectable lawyer named Jan Schlichtmann–and turns his life into personal disaster. Instead of celebrating the law, the story is a maddening and rewarding look at the elusiveness of the courtroom case. Steven Zaillian, who won an Oscar for adapting Schindler’s List and directed Searching for Bobby Fischer, boils Harr’s 502-page book into a complete, satisfactory film experience. Book readers will no doubt jeer the streamlining Zaillian had to perform to make the movie flow. Most changes can be quickly defused with the exception of the film’s portrait of Schlichtmann. The lawyer has been turned into a movie star, an ultra-slick, cold-hearted gentleman who finds his purpose in working the case. Casting a stalwart John Travolta again diverges from the book, which right from the opening pages showed us a Schlichtmann with feet of clay. As Schlichtmann’s partners (including William H. Macy and Tony Shalhoub) descend into the case, the unbridled sense of power and money is abandoned. This case is ultimately about survival. Zaillian provides an excellent narrative for the sordid facts of personal injury suits, in which money is the only reward for lost or broken lives (deftly introduced in the film’s opening scene). Zaillian also stays away from dwelling on the illness of the children involved, focusing on the gaunt faces of the parents who survive (Kathleen Quinlan, James Gandolfini) in controlled anguish. His evil characters–an industrial plant’s owner (Dan Hedaya) and a corporate lawyer (another fine acting spin by director Sydney Pollack)–are so human it’s terrifying. Zaillian’s final ace in the hole is Oscar-nominee Robert Duvall. Perfectly cast as Travolta’s opposition, Jerome Facher, Duvall steals scenes with the abbreviated dialogue; he turns a fancy settlement meeting into a farce with one line. Facher is not a callous, love-to-hate-him lawyer like James Mason in The Verdict. Facher represents the law at its brilliant foundation: to best represent one’s client. With a taped-together briefcase and dry humor, Facher, not Schlichtmann, is the character who captures us by the film’s end. –Doug Thomas

Rating: 9 out of 10 stars

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Primary Colors

admin — Fri, 20 Mar 1998 17:32:36 +0000

Based on the novel by Anonymous (a.k.a. political reporter Joe Klein) and released when the Monica Lewinsky scandal was in full swing, Primary Colors may have been a case of too much, too soon for many moviegoers, who preferred the real-life Clinton crisis over the movie’s thinly disguised “Clintonesque” comedy. The general public felt that the film was exploiting the president’s indiscretions, and as a result one of the most critically acclaimed movies of 1998 was a box-office disappointment. But when considered apart from the Clinton scandals and judged on its own considerable merits, this superb comedy-drama provides an illuminating, insightful, and frequently hilarious look at the harsh realities of presidential politics. John Travolta stars as Jack Stanton, a presidential hopeful whose campaign is challenged by dual dilemmas: how to squelch a scandal involving the candidate’s alleged sex with an underage girl, and how to handle information that could potentially ruin Stanton’s opponent (superbly played by Larry Hagman). Stanton’s wife (Emma Thompson) stands by her man despite awareness of his infidelities, but his loyal campaign planners (played by Billy Bob Thornton, Maura Tierney, and promising newcomer Adrian Lester) experience a crisis of conscience. So does one of the Stantons’ oldest friends (Kathy Bates, in an Oscar-nominated role), whose sense of betrayal and lost idealism proves too much to bear. Masterfully adapted by director Mike Nichols and his former-comedy-partner-turned-screenwriter, Elaine May, Primary Colors plays like a sophisticated comedy with loads of memorable scenes and dialogue, but it sneaks up on you with devastating dramatic impact. Anchored by Travolta’s superb performance (which is reminiscent of Clinton without being a cheap impersonation), the movie presents a story of great moral complexity and leaves viewers to contemplate their own reactions to the volatile and ethically complicated game of modern politics. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 7.5 out of 10 stars

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Mad City

admin — Fri, 07 Nov 1997 17:37:17 +0000

This earnest effort at media criticism is never convincing enough to stir a viewer’s outrage in the way filmmaker Costa-Gavras (Music Box) might have intended. John Travolta plays a barely educated museum guard who is laid off from his job and ends up holding his former boss (Blythe Danner) and a bunch of schoolchildren hostage. Dustin Hoffman is a former television-network journalist making a grab at the limelight again by pushing and controlling press coverage of the story. What follows is by the numbers and not nearly as enlightening or enthralling as other films (such as Dog Day Afternoon or Billy Wilder’s Ace in the Hole) about simple events manipulated into a media circus. Despite Travolta’s tragic performance and Hoffman’s impassioned one, the film breaks up over efforts to blame electronic voyeurism for social chaos. The DVD release has optional full-screen and widescreen presentations, production notes, theatrical trailer, television spots, optional French soundtrack, French or Spanish subtitles, and Dolby sound. –Tom Keogh

Rating: 8.5 out of 10 stars

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Face Off

admin — Fri, 27 Jun 1997 17:40:41 +0000

At his best, director John Woo turns action movies into ballets of blood and bullets grounded in character drama. Face/Off marks Woo’s first American film to reach the pitched level of his best Hong Kong work (Hard-Boiled). He takes a patently absurd premise–hero and villain exchange identities by literally swapping faces in science-fiction plastic surgery–and creates a double-barreled revenge film driven by the split psyches of its newly redefined characters. FBI agent Sean Archer (John Travolta) must play the villain to move through the underworld while psychotic terrorist Castor Troy (Nicolas Cage) becomes a perversely paternal family man while using every tool at his disposal to destroy his nemesis. Travolta vamps Cage’s tics and flamboyant excess with the grace of a dancer after his transformation from cop to criminal, while Cage plays the sullen, bottled-up agent excruciatingly trapped behind the face of the man who killed his son. His attempts to live up to the terrorist’s reputation become cathartic explosions of violence that both thrill and terrify him. This is merely icing on the cake for action fans, the dramatic backbone for some of the most visceral action thrills ever. Woo fills the screen with one show-stopping set piece after another, bringing a poetic grace to the action freakout with sweeping camerawork and sophisticated editing. This marriage of melodrama and mayhem ups the ante from cops-and-robbers clichés to a conflict of near-mythic levels. –Sean Axmaker

Rating: 10 out of 10 stars

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Michael

admin — Wed, 25 Dec 1996 17:45:30 +0000

After the box-office success of Phenomenon, John Travolta continued to charm audiences with this 1996 comedy-fantasy in which he plays a grubby angel who’s got one last good deed to do before heading back to heaven. Living peacefully in the rural Iowa home of an old, friendly motel owner (Jean Stapleton), the winged Michael (Travolta) is hardly the image of a perfect angel. He’s scruffy, unshaven, eats sweetened cereal by the box-full and chain-smokes all day long. But when tabloid reporters (William Hurt, Robert Pastorelli) learn of Michael’s alleged existence and head to Iowa to check him out, Michael soon realizes that it’s his task to see that Hurt falls in love with an “angel expert” (Andie MacDowell) and breaks free from his habitually cynical attitude. There’s more to the story, of course (and Chasing Amy fans will recognize Joey Lauren Adams as a waitress who charms the angel), but Michael is more about the effect that this enchanting angel has on the earthbound humans around him. Whether he’s chipping away at Hurt’s skepticism or attracting a crowd of women on a truck-stop dance floor, Michael is an enchanting figure, and Travolta plays him with just the right tone of humor, reverence, and effervescent charm. Sure, it’s lightweight fluff, but director Nora Ephron specializes in lightweight fluff, and Michael is the kind of feel-good movie that never wears out its welcome. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 7 out of 10 stars

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Phenomenon

admin — Wed, 03 Jul 1996 17:50:50 +0000

John Travolta’s should’ve been nominated for an Oscar performance is the best reason to see this largely moving work, which is a little reminiscent of the novel Flowers for Algernon (basis for the film Charly). Travolta plays a mechanic who sees a bright light in the sky one night and wakes up the next morning a genius, hungry for knowledge and so smart he figures out national defense secrets in his own living room (and gets in hot water for it). The more interesting drama, however, is not with the government but with the character’s longtime neighbors and friends, who come to reject him for being different. Robert Duvall gives a stirring performance as a doctor who has known the hero all his life, and Kyra Sedgwick is very good as an ambivalent love interest. If you missed this one in the theaters, then you haven’t seen one of Travolta’s best performances since his comeback. The DVD release presents a widescreen image, optional French soundtrack, optional Spanish subtitles, and theatrical trailer. –Tom Keogh

Rating: 8 out of 10 stars

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Broken Arrow

admin — Fri, 09 Feb 1996 17:54:23 +0000

John Travolta is Vic Deakins, a bomber pilot who launches a devilish plan to hijack two nuclear missiles for big-time extortion. Vic never sweats, spews out great one-liners, knocks off money men with glee, toys with killing half a million people… he even smokes! If you giggled at his “Ain’t it cool” line from the trailer, you’re in the right frame of mind for this comedic action film. Never as gritty or semi-realistic–or for that matter as heart-thumping–as the original Die Hard, Broken Arrow still delivers. If Travolta is cast against type, everyone else is by the numbers; Christian Slater as Hale, the earnest copilot looking to foil the plot, Samantha Mathis as the brave park ranger caught in the middle, Frank Whaley as an eager diplomat, Delroy Lindo as a right-minded colonel. As with his previous script (the superior Speed), writer Graham Yost moves everything quickly along as Hale and the ranger try to cut off Deakins’s plan over a variety of terrains. We have plane crashes, car chases, a pursuit through an abandoned mine, a helicopter-train shootout, and lots of fighting between boys. Each time Hale finds himself perfectly in place to foil Deakins. You’re suppose to laugh at the unbelievable situations. That’s where Arrow is deceptive: its tone is right for the laughter compared to the mean-spirited Schwarzenegger and Stallone action films with labored jokes. Hong Kong master director John Woo (The Killer, Hard Target) pulls out all the stops–slow motion of Hale and Deakins’s gymnastic gun play, nifty stunts, countdowns to doomsday. Woo may know action, but he needs more guidance in creating unique and stunning special effects. This is action entertainment at its cheesiest. Travolta and Woo later reteamed for Face/Off. –Doug Thomas

Rating: 8.5 out of 10 stars

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White Man’s Burden

admin — Fri, 01 Dec 1995 18:00:18 +0000

The premise is interesting, but the execution fails to live up to any of its potential. White Man’s Burden imagines an America where black people are the ruling class and whites are underprivileged minorities. John Travolta stars as a factory worker who is fired after making a delivery to the house of the factory owner (Harry Belafonte) and accidentally peeping the man’s naked wife through a window. Now jobless and unable to support his family, his wife (Kelly Lynch) leaves him. In desperation he kidnaps Belafonte. The best part of the film is seeing African American actors filling the smaller, background roles that usually go to white actors (such as police officers and wealthy suburbanites), but the movie fails in its poorly thought-out ideas. Transposing the characters’ skin color out of the thinly veiled metaphor, John Travolta’s portrayal of the poor black man as violent and uneducated (but family oriented), combined with Belafonte’s rich white man as just and compassionate (and also family oriented), borders on being truly offensive. The fact that it’s helmed by an Asian American director, Desmond Nakano, only makes you wonder why Asian Americans are conspicuously absent (as are Hispanics) and where the heck they would fit into this world, anyway. –Andy Spletzer

Rating: 7 out of 10 stars

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Get Shorty

admin — Fri, 20 Oct 1995 17:57:07 +0000

Hailed by many critics as one of the best films of 1995, this finely tuned black comedy sparked a renewed interest in movies based on books by prolific crime novelist Elmore Leonard, whose trademark combination of tight plotting and sharp humor is perfectly captured here. After the success of Pulp Fiction, John Travolta continued his meteoric comeback as Chili Palmer, a Mob “mechanic” whose latest assignment takes him to Los Angeles, where his fascination with the movie business turns into a new career as a would-be movie producer. He pitches ideas with a sleazy producer (Gene Hackman) and a major star (Danny DeVito), and also finds time to deal with a vengeful Mobster (Dennis Farina) and assorted Hollywood types (including Renee Russo and Delroy Lindo) who all want their piece of a tempting show-biz pie. The plot unfolds with enticing precision, but it’s really Elmore’s snappy dialogue–and the performances that bring it to life–that make this one of the best comedies of the 1990s. –Jeff Shannon

Rating: 8 out of 10 stars

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