Showing posts with label Christian Slater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian Slater. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 13, 2024

The Spiderwick Chronicles

When my mom became interested in something she became obsessed with it. This could work in my favor, or, like the Christmas the Badgers went to the Rose Bowl, it could backfire magnificently. I'm not now nor never have been a football fan but at one point I had more Rose Bowl sweatshirts and hats than I could count. But I really benefited when she became obsessed with The Spiderwick Chronicles. This happened in 2008, which as fans of the series will know is when the movie adaptation starring Freddie Highmore came out. For my birthday I got notebooks and field guides and the deluxe collector's trunk. I got it all. So while I didn't love the movie, though I will admit to balling uncontrollably when David Strathaim and Joan Plowright were reunited at the end, I did love the books. Because the books are amazing, just simply magical. They made me feel like I felt when I first discovered the joys of reading as a kid. The story, the illustrations, everything about them made me fall in love with reading all over again. So I was over the moon when I heard about the new adaptation. Then devastated when Disney+ shelved it. I mean, cut Christian Slater a break already! First you pull Willow, which he was magnificent in, and then you decide to not even air The Spiderwick Chronicles!?! At least, in this instance, Roku came to the rescue. I still wish someone would do the same for Willow dammit. And this show works for one reason and one reason only, Daddy Christian Slater. He is magnificent as Mulgarath. So yes, I was rooting for the villain. I can almost, almost, even forgive him from eating Madisynn King from She-Hulk: Attorney at Law. Almost. Random aside, anyone else wondering why the magician who accidentally got Madisynn sucked through an inter-dimensional portal was also present? Oh wait, this was a Disney+ show originally and they're all about synergy when they're not about shelving shows to save a buck. OK, so that makes some sense to me now. Back to Christian Slater. I don't think I'm the target audience for this show and yet I'm probably the one getting the most enjoyment out of it and it's serious Legend vibes. Because while anyone can relate to the moral ambiguity of who are monsters? The actual monsters or man, the "problem child" Jared is the biggest "problem" in this show. His entire family talk about him creating scenes and being the reason they've had to move, and yet it's just them telling us this, we never really see this until he beats the shit out of his best friend, which makes him irrediable in my mind. And how did he get expelled for a really bad comic with an obvious interpretation? He's so one dimensional and his "problems" are so vague that I just didn't care about him. I kept want Christian Slater to show up and do another evil puppet show. I mean seriously, we are in the Christian Slater renaissance. I know most people date this to his role on Mr. Robot almost a decade ago, but I'm saying that it's really now. So do I want a second season? If they fleshed out the humans more, possibly... But seeing as things are very up in the air Christian Slater-wise... It's a no go for me if he's not in it. I'd call him Daddy any day.

Wednesday, October 11, 2023

The Midnight Club

It was 2018 when I first heard about Mike Flanagan. He wrote and directed the most perfectly modernized and expanded version of The Haunting of Hill House for Netflix. It was the first time that I really felt that someone understood what Shirley Jackson was trying to do, and yes, that meant no Owen Wilson being decapitated I'm glad to say. He followed this up with The Haunting of Bly Manor two years later, making an adaptation of The Turn of the Screw that waactually watchable. I have issues with that Henry James story, to be sure, but Mike Flanagan made me forget them. Everyone wanted to know what classic piece of "house" horror literature was to follow, and it did take awhile to find out we'd be getting some Edgar Allan Poe with The Fall of the House of Usher, but he tided us over with the original Midnight Mass. But then, seemingly out of nowhere, it was announced he was adapting Christopher Pike's The Midnight Club. While the premise seemed dark, a hospice for terminally ill kids, I had faith in Flanagan. Faith in him and his stable of actors. Because like all the great directors, or like Ryan Murphy, Flanagan has drawn to him a troupe. I could just say Rahul Kohli and leave it at that, but I won't. OK, I will. I seriously only need Rahul to be happy. The problem is Flanagan envisioned this show as being a two season arc but he wasn't guaranteed the second season and then he went and signed a massive deal with Netflix's rival Amazon and that coupled with low ratings meant the show was cancelled and nothing was resolved. He thankfully posted what he had planned to achieve over two seasons and seeing as the pacing was so glacial he could have easily done what he wanted to in one. I mean, seriously, it took me months just to finish this first season and that took a lot of willpower. This series just had something missing. It was a disconnect. Like it caught the nineties vibe so well, but it was all surface. If you looked too closely you saw the cracks. You might have been brought to tears by a certain Green Day song, but when you realize they're somehow singing it two years too early you're taken out of the moment. And if you get distracted by Igby Rigney's clenched jaw head-tilt smile that perfectly channels Christian Slater just remember you could actually be watching Christian Slater instead of his and Ethan Embry's love child. I don't know what could have made it work. But the fatal flaw was trying to have each actor do too much. They have their main characters and then the characters they play in the stories they tell. Each episode does it's own horror trope, from Japanese horror to Black Swan psychological to teen serial killer to noir. And the way these stories within the story were told seemed a little too not just gimmicky but contrived. Like it was amateur dramatics in high school. In fact for some reason I'm thinking of the dream sequence in the Buffy the Vampire Slayer season four episode "Restless." It was like that level of bad acting but not on purpose. And don't get me started on how the bad wigs just added to the problem. This is easily Mike Flanagan's weakest show and I think the reason is it comes off as amateurish. This is the first project he has done based on material for a younger audience and I just don't think he knows how to write for that audience yet.

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