The Zookeeper’s Wife, has a few reasons to be applauded, especially for telling the unfairly untold story of Jan and Antonina Zabinski, two people who saved multiple Jewish lives, hiding as many as 300 people in their zoo during Nazi occupied Poland. What I found significantly interesting though, was that this was the first film about WWII that portrayed how animals suffered during this time of war. It makes for an interesting parallell, as the bars of the cages that once kept the animals safe, only to eventually become the saving grace for the Jewish lives of those being persecuted. Director Niki Caro delivers an admirable, although quite clunky film, with another superb performance from Jessica Chastain.
The Power Rangers kicked into action in 1993, which was after I’d stopped loving the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and before my appreciation for the entertainment of WWE wrestling. I knew of the kung-fu fighting five, multi-colored spandex wearing teenagers, I just never thought they were all that cool. I’ve watched episodes of the show and even watched the 1995 Mighty Morphin Power Rangers: The Movie. I’m not entirely unqualified to write this review, I’m just surprised they’re still around. So here we are in 2017, where the Power Rangers are still on Saturday morning television and carrying some promise with this new modernized movie version from Project Almanac director Dean Israelite.
A question that I put out there for my fellow critics is a simple one: should you take notes when watching a Terrence Malick film? I ask this, because I found it not necessary since one does not really “watch” a Terrence Malick film, as much as they “experience” them. Each persons opinion of the Badlands director depends on ones passion for cinema, attention span, and ability to dig into exactly what his movies say to you. I have gradually fallen in love with Malick’s films, the more I’ve grown, and the more I’ve studied his art. In Song to Song, with his most talented cast yet, I am unfortunately disappointed. The visuals are still wild, often beautiful to look at, but with a disjointed narrative and lackluster score, Song to Song is one of Malick’s weakest films.