Click on the titles for the full reviews
To be a Getty is an extraordinary thing. I know because my grandpa told me so.”
In the midst of the Hollywood house-cleaning that’s taken place throughout 2017, with the righteous cleansing of heavily-entrenched actors, filmmakers and executives accused of sexual misconduct at all levels of show business, there remains one aspect so far left undetermined: the art. What do we do with works tainted by the misdeeds perpetuated by those on screen, especially when those films are on the cusp of release?
For 80-year-old Ridley Scott, the answer was simple: boot the son of a bitch, recast, and reshoot half the thing from scratch. Would he make the film’s December 22ndrelease date? As Scott said when asked, “Fucking right.”
All the Money in the World, for all the hubbub surrounding the ousting of Kevin Spacey (originally cast with bizarre old-age makeup as J. Paul Getty) and the subsequent recasting of Christopher Plummer in the role, manages to move forward with clean hands. While the context of its release is inescapable, Scott’s period crime thriller progresses as if nobody involved were the wiser. Had you missed some headlines in the last couple of months, you would be forgiven for being unaware of the reshoots at all; the end result is as cohesive – and entrancing – as the most meticulously planned productions
From its inception, Jumanji: Welcome to the Jungle seemed like a really bad idea. A sequel to a mediocre Robin Williams movie from the 90s, which can’t even benefit from a Harrison Ford-like cameo from the beloved late comedian? The whole project reeks of cynicism, every ‘Hollywood has run out of ideas’ thinkpiece’s greatest confirmation that studio executives care more about empty nostalgia and celebrity casting than the crafting of quality entertainment. (Its biggest mistake is confusing a cheeky Guns ‘N Roses poster tagline for a legitimate, workable subtitle.) That being said, if you’re willing to lean into the movie’s complete and utter stupidity, Jumanji might just stumble through its languorous two-hour runtime on sheer charm.