Friday, February 13, 2026

Wuthering Heights (2011)

 

Wuthering Heights is the 2011 adaptation of Emily Brontë’s classic novel follows a boy of unknown origins who is rescued from poverty by the Earnshaw family, only to develop an intense, boundary-blurring relationship with his foster sister, Cathy.

This visceral, period drama that strips away the polished veneer often found in Brontë adaptations to focus on a raw, atmospheric experience. It also veers from the novel in that it only centers intensely on the childhood and young adulthood of Heathcliff and Catherine.

One of the film's greatest strengths was its casting, which felt significantly more accurate to the source material than previous versions. The relatively unknown lead actors delivered powerhouse performances, capturing the themes of racism, revenge, obsession, and mental health with a chemistry that felt both magnetic and deeply unsettling.

Directorially, the film is a very "artsy" endeavor, it was not dialogue-heavy, choosing instead to lean into heavy symbolism, the bleakness of the moors, and intense psychological intimacy. By completely omitting the second generation of characters found in the novel, the film narrowed its lens entirely onto the central pair's destructive bond. I noticed a poignant layer to Heathcliff’s characterization here; he was portrayed as someone permanently cast aside, forced to witness the worst in people from the shadows specifically because of his race. This added a grounded, painful reality to his descent into bitterness and vengeance.

Ultimately, while I could see the connection of the main characters, the way they expressed their love felt fundamentally unhealthy coming from a modern day lens. When I think of "romance" today, I usually envision mutual respect and happy endings, but Brontë was writing a Gothic Romance, which is a genre defined by high emotion that transcends social norms and a sense of doom where two people are "meant to be" even if it destroys them both. 

Ultimately, I’m glad I watched this version since it is widely considered the closest adaptation to the source material. Combining the film with a deep dive into the 'CliffNotes' of the novel finally helped me understand what all the hoopla is about regarding this classic. However, even with that context and the film's strong performances and atmospheric beauty, I still can’t get on board with the fervor for this story. It was simply too dramatic for my taste.

Friday, January 30, 2026

The Wrecking Crew

 

The Wrecking Crew brings estranged half-brothers Jonny and James together following their father’s mysterious death, sparking a search for truth that unearths a family-shattering conspiracy.


This project was the direct result of a pitch Jason Momoa made two years ago to star alongside Dave Bautista, and that real-world chemistry shined through. While the comedy leaned toward the childish side, it remained consistently enjoyable, especially with the inspired choice to play soft ballads during high-intensity fight scenes.

Momoa continued his trend of weaving his personal brand into his roles, bringing along his signature hair ties, motorcycle obsession, and even his favorite Guinness beer. He even populated the world with familiar faces from his past projects, including Temuera Morrison and his cousin, Mainei Kinimaka.

Beyond the gags, the film exceled in its representation, featuring authentic Pacific Islander and Filipino casting. One of the most refreshing elements was the character dynamics; the women in the film were portrayed as the most intelligent, capable, and mature members of the cast, grounding the chaos created by the lead duo.

The action sequences were larger-than-life, at times pushing the boundaries of believability, but they remained fun thanks to clever choreography. I noticed one scene in particular that paid homage to an iconic hallway fight sequence from a famous Korean action movie, Oldboy (2003), which was fun to watch.

Ultimately, for a direct-to-video release, it was a solid, entertaining ride that didn’t take itself too seriously.

Thursday, January 29, 2026

Die Another Day

In Pierce Brosnan’s final outing as 007, he faces off against the dangerous, betrayal-driven assassin Zao and the cunning diamond merchant Gustav Graves, all while dodging a massive, destructive satellite laser.

Revisiting Die Another Day over twenty years after its theatrical release felt like opening a high-tech time capsule from the early 2000s. The film served as a flashy farewell that balanced over-the-top villainy with significant franchise milestones, most notably the introduction of Halle Berry’s Jinx. As the first Black Bond girl, she was a true game-changer; portrayed not as a damsel in distress, but as a female mirror image of Bond himself, which remained a refreshing highlight of the film.

The movie also served as a love letter to Bond history, featuring clever homages to classic gadgets and marking the end of the BMW era. Seeing Bond return to the Aston Martin, a legacy car that first appeared in 1964’s Goldfinger, felt like a homecoming for the character. Interestingly, the high-octane car sequences here seemed to have left a lasting mark on cinema, arguably influencing the style of later films like The Fast and the Furious: Tokyo Drift. However, the film isn't without its flaws; rewatching it today revealed that the CGI in the larger action sequences looked incredibly fake by modern standards, which could be a bit distracting.

Reflecting on Brosnan’s quartet of films, a clear pattern emerged where each installment seemed to follow a repetitive ending formula. Now that I’ve seen his entire run, I can definitively say that while Brosnan was undeniably the most attractive Bond, he occupied a different space than his successor. Die Another Day was an enjoyable, nostalgic ride, but it highlights why the franchise eventually shifted gears. While Brosnan had the charm and grace, Daniel Craig brought the physicality and grounded strength that ultimately, for me, felt more believable for the role.

Tuesday, January 27, 2026

The World Is Not Enough

 

In Pierce Brosnan’s third outing as 007, The World is Not Enough, the stakes are high as Bond races to defuse an international power struggle over the global oil supply.


While the premise was intriguing, the plot felt predictable at times. For me, this was the film where the franchise finally jumped the shark. Many of the action sequences, particularly the opening boat chase, came across as silly and unrealistic. Additionally, the villain lacked the necessary presence to feel truly dangerous, and Bond’s ability to bed every woman he meets reached a point of being distractingly unbelievable.

One of the strongest highlights was that the female characters, played by Sophie Marceau and Denise Richards, were written as fully formed and intelligent professionals. This depth helped balance out the more painful puns and corny dialogue that plagued the script.

While it may not be the strongest entry in the Brosnan era, its brisk pace and capable cast make it worth a view.

Monday, January 26, 2026

Tomorrow Never Dies

 

Tomorrow Never Dies (1997) serves as Pierce Brosnan’s second outing as 007. The film follows Bond as he attempts to stop a power-mad media mogul who is trying to manufacture World War III just to boost his headlines.

While the plot was entertaining and the script leaned into fun, notwithstanding some corny, 90s charm, there were several moments where the logic started to fray. For instance, the film featured Bond speaking Mandarin in the middle of Vietnam, and a scene where a man asks Bond for $5,000 USD when, as a British secret agent, he logically would have been carrying Pounds.

One of the absolute highlights of the film was seeing a young Michelle Yeoh as Wai Lin. Released just a few years before her massive breakout in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, she was a breath of fresh air as a character who was genuinely capable, independent, and Bond’s equal in the field. However, the film’s handling of other female characters was less successful; the unnecessary sexualization of a Vietnamese woman felt tacky and dated, serving as a reminder of tropes that could have easily been left on the cutting room floor.

While this film delivered the high-octane spectacle, expected from the franchise, it was a bit of a mixed bag. Despite these flaws, the movie remains a solid, fast-paced piece of entertainment that showcased Brosnan’s peak era as the world's most famous spy.

GoldenEye

 

GoldenEye is an action spy thriller that follows James Bond, played by Pierce Brosnan, as he is assigned to track down a Russian crime syndicate that has stolen a high-tech satellite weapon capable of global financial devastation.


What stands out most today is how direct and unapologetic the film is about its politics. Unlike modern spy movies that often use vague, fictionalized, or "stateless" villains to avoid controversy, GoldenEye is very direct, planting its roots firmly in the fallout of the Soviet Union. This clarity gives the stakes a weight that sometimes gets lost in the more ambiguous "shadow organizations" of today’s cinema.

Pierce Brosnan’s debut was a masterclass in style. He moved with a rhythmic, dancer-like grace that earned him his reputation as the "smooth" Bond, especially when compared to the grittier, more muscular iterations that came later. While the fight sequences might not feel as crisp or bone-crunching as the hyper-realistic choreography we see in current films, they were still incredibly clever in their execution. It felt like watching the literal blueprint for the modern action blockbuster. It was fascinating to see how much the Mission: Impossible franchise owes to this film. From the high-stakes "two-key" system used to launch the satellite, a clear ancestor to the keys in Dead Reckoning, to the flirtatious, high-speed car chases with Xenia Onatopp that felt echoed in MI-2, the DNA of GoldenEye is everywhere.

It’s a stylish, high-stakes ride that proves Brosnan’s gadget-heavy era was a foundational pillar for everything that followed. Even for a first-time viewer, the film was incredibly entertaining and easy to follow, successfully transitioning 007 out of the Cold War and into a tech-driven era of spectacle.

Sunday, January 25, 2026

The Smashing Machine

 

The Smashing Machine takes us back to the late 90s to tell the story of UFC legend Mark Kerr. Starring Dwayne Johnson as Kerr and Emily Blunt as his partner, Dawn Staples, the film captures Kerr’s meteoric rise and the devastating spiral of addiction and obsession that nearly cost him his life. 


Directed with a clear eye for immersion, visually, the film's cinematography utilized an indie-documentary style with a "gloomy, cloudy" palette that perfectly evoked the grit of the early MMA era. It was paired with an unconventional, chaotic jazz score that felt dated in a way that heightened the tension. 

Despite the heavy themes of obsession and the high-stakes world of fighting, there were moments where it felt like there wasn't quite enough story to sustain the runtime, leading to some boring lulls. 

The production’s commitment to authenticity shined through the casting, featuring real-life fighters like Ryan Bader playing Mark Coleman, which added a layer of legitimacy to the cage sequences that I appreciated. The transformation of Dwayne Johnson is the film’s biggest talking point. Thanks to incredible hair and makeup, Johnson physically disappears into Kerr. His performance was at its best when he was conveying the quiet agony of addiction; the "masks" he puts on to hide his depression from those around him were genuinely well-done. However, while Johnson was solid, he lacked the transformative emotional range that usually attracts major acting awards. Emily Blunt, predictably excellent, shared great chemistry with the cast, but the depiction of their relationship was exhausting. The constant, petty arguments highlighted a toxic dynamic that was difficult to watch at times.

Ultimately, The Smashing Machine felt like it struggled with its own pacing. It aimed for the raw, emotional gut-punch like The Wrestler, but didn't land with the same impact. It was a respectable effort that succeeded in its aesthetic and authenticity, but it fell just short of the legendary status of the sports dramas it tried to emulate.