Review Round-Up Wednesday – Arrival, Mascots, Sausage Party, Turbo Kid


We’re mid-November now, a time when work starts ramping up and your distant relatives start posting photos of Will Ferrell on their Facebook with a caption pondering one of life’s un-answered questions “can we start putting decorations up now?”. The answer being “no one is arsed mate”.
There’s also a lot of time to spend indoors (which is alien to most cinephiles as they’re usually out there mackin’ on the weeknights and really beating the beat up on the weekends) which means there’s more time to watch films.

We certainly watched a few, we being the Filmageddon collective (well, most…). Here’s a sample of the shining stars and the bags of shite we endured this week.
If you love Letterboxd like we do, tag your review with ‘Filmageddon‘ and we’ll steal it, stick it up here, and then link you to hell and back for being sweethearts:

arrivalposterBlair Treacy / @blairvssharks


5 Stars

Immensely gripping without the use of excessive violence, extremely well thought out plot and a subtle love story that ties it all together.

This shows that there are still a lot of stories and ideas to explore within the sci-fi genre. The measured approach to the plot and science behind what Amy Adams’ character was trying to achieve was so sound that I felt like it could be real. Exploring ideas of human potential through the means of language is something that I have never seen even nearly be touched upon.

There were a few films like Limitless, Transcendance and Lucy that tried to venture down that avenue but Arrival completely blows films like that out of the water. To compare those films to Arrival is to compare your piss head uncle who likes a scrap in a Wetherspoons and reckons he has a decent right hand to former UFC Heavyweight Cain Velasquez.

Maybe it’s because I feel pretty disenfranchised by the blockbuster movie industry today but it made me feel so good to see a film like this get the press and exposure that it did, as I feel that, for me personally at least, that this is a very important film.


Frank Soldato / @SINATRAtheTANK


2 Stars

I don’t think I like Christopher Guest.

Apart from ‘Best in Show’ which is grand.

This one is more of the same but about the world of professional sports mascots.

It’s got a good cast of funny people doing funny things but it doesn’t really have the charm or laughs that the above mentioned Best in Show had.

Maybe I was just tired so I couldn’t appreciate the humor but it seems like most of the cast are wasted. There just aren’t any really memorable characters.

Watch it, if like me you find yourself a bit bored and aimless one morning.


turbokid_keyart_web-1015x1440Turbo Kid

2 and a Half Stars

This film had been on my radar (and on my portable hard drive) for ages but I finally got around to watching it last night and I gotta say, don’t really know how to feel about it.

For a low budget, Canadian Indy flick about a post-apocalyptic wasteland that is ultra violent yet has everyone riding around on bikes it works…I guess.

I like the actors, they all do a fine job in hamming it up (especially Micheal Ironside as the villain Zeus) but it just never completely clicked. Maybe it had to do with the fact that despite having some great costume and prop designs the world felt fake, like you could tell they had use of a quarry for a few weekends.

Despite the low budget feel to the locations there was some brilliantly old-school practical gore effects on display that were gruesomely charming. I miss a simpler time when over-the-top deaths were so far fetched that they didn’t make your stomach turn and instead just made your jaw drop as you tried to hold back the laughter through your disgust. Did that sentence make any sense? I don’t think it did.

I’d say if you’re ever looking for a fun, Mad Max like romp set in the desolate wastelands of Canada than give it a go…or don’t, I don’t care. I’m not sure if I care about this movie enough to write any more about it.

Adam Grundy /@deadartists

SAPTY_DOM_DIGITAL_12.inddSausage Party

1 and a half Stars

My respect goes out to the marketing team behind this shitshow, because they did a fantastic job of convincing me to endure this wasted opportunity.

If I was 13/14 years old I’d probably have held this up with some regard, but then even I, a self-confessed idiot, don’t think I was that stupid back then that I would think this any more than what it was, which was just a promising start that very quickly descended into a Seth Rogan Movie.

It wasn’t funny. I managed about two laughs and three smiles throughout the duration, which just isn’t enough. Seth Rogan Inc. is starting to feel like your dad making the same old predictable-as-fuck jokes, and it doesn’t wash no more with me. It’s one of three scenarios:

1) Seth Rogan and his lot just aren’t that funny in real life, and rely heavily on the same tone and material they have for a long fucking time in the hope no one discovers how boring they really are (very likely)
2) Seth Rogan and his lot genuinely think having a party/smoking weed/WHY ARE WE SHOUTING scenes makes a good film, every single time (highly likely)
3) Seth Rogan and his lot don’t give a shit and just want $$$ (the truth)

I won’t go into detail about how up it’s own arse it is about atheism it is, because it verged into The Invention of Lying territory, and I don’t want to get angry before bed.


animalThe Animal


This should not have happened, and I only pity Norm McDonald for even attempting a cameo in what can only be described as a crime against cinema.





So there you have it. Rob Schneider in the same vicinity as Amy Adams. The last time that happened, Rob was doing some minicabbing and Amy needed a ride to JFK, so any time in the past month really.

If you want to read a massive long list of previous ones, check out the Filmageddon tag on Letterboxd, otherwise give a lil’ cheeky woo-hoo listen to our podcast. We recorded it the night of the American Election, so you can almost here us scoff at the notion of the result. Almost. But now it’s too late and much like Rob Schneider, we’ve all slowly discovered that they weren’t laughing with you, they were laughing at you.

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