Movie reviews: ‘No Escape,’ ‘We Are Your Friends’

Pierce Brosnan and Owen Wilson in 'No Escape' (photo - The Weinstein Company)

By Tim Lammers

“No Escape” (R) 3 1/2 stars (out of four)
There’s no escaping the intensity of “No Escape,” a taut action thriller directed and produced, respectively, by Minnesota brothers John Erick Dowdle and Drew Dowdle. Known predominantly for their horror films “Quarantine,” “Devil” and “As Above, So Below,” the Dowdles – who also co-wrote the film – effectively create real-life terror as it follows an American family being hunted during a coup in Southeast Asia.

Owen Wilson stars as Jack Dwyer, a struggling U.S. businessman forced to relocate with his wife (Lake Bell) and young daughters (Claire Geare and Sterling Jerins) to work on a project in an unnamed third world country. Less than a day after they arrive, the prime minister of the country is assassinated and the family is suddenly caught in the middle of a bloody, violent coup, where the insurgents want all foreign visitors – particularly Americans – dead.

Interview: John and Drew Dowdle

With only the aid of a mysterious British citizen (Pierce Brosnan) and his friend (Sahajak Boonthanakit) to depend on, Jack and his family find themselves on the run from a large group of rebels, who are out for blood when it is discovered that the company Jack works for is trying to privatize the country’s water supply.

Like most action thrillers, “No Escape” no doubt has its share of outrageous action moments and instances of characters conveniently being in the right place at the right time. But elevating “No Escape” above other films in the genre is a smart script that weaves in narratives that mirror such earth-shattering events like the Fall of Saigon, the desecration of U.S. soldiers at Mogadishu, and the raid on the U.S. Embassy in Benghazi (a particularly prophetic scene, since the Dowdles conceived the film seven years ago). In the middle of it all is a vulnerable family with no particular set of skills, a la Liam Neeson, which makes the frightening scenarios all the more relatable for the film’s audiences.

Perhaps the smartest move, though, was a role reversal of sorts, which found Wilson in more of a dramatic part and Brosnan delivering the comic relief. It’s particularly jarring to see Wilson’s character resort to doing some very bad things in order to protect his family, and showing much more range from the actor than we’ve ever seen before. In film world filled with so many cookie cutter action thrillers, it’s refreshing to see a pair of filmmakers like the Dowdles reconfigure the mold.

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“We Are Your Friends” (R) 1 1/2 stars (out of four)
An aimless plot keeps spinning ’round and ’round in “We Are Your Friends,” a hapless millennial drama about an aspiring club DJ (Zac Efron) who wants to escape his humble confines in California’s San Fernando Valley, and find fame and fortune in Los Angeles, and eventually, the world. A movie tailor-made for the teen/twentysomething demographic, the film is about as one note as the singular, monotonous Euro beat that drives its soundtrack. It’s an hour-and-a-half of hipster hell.

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Interview: Dowdle brothers find ‘No Escape’ from Coen comparisons, but don’t mind

John Erick Dowdle and Drew Dowdle on the set of 'No Escape' (photo: The Weinstein Co.)

By Tim Lammers

Considering they all hail from Minnesota, there’s no escaping the comparisons of filmmaking brothers John Erick Dowdle and Drew Dowdle to Joel Coen and Ethan Coen.

The distinct similarities hardly bother the Twin Cities born-and-bred siblings, though. In fact, they fully embrace it. After all, it’s hard not to think of the Coens when you consider that the brothers both write their scripts, while John Dowdle, 41, directs and Drew Dowdle, two years younger, produces. And like their Minnesota filmmaking inspirations, the Dowdles’ combined vision works wonders with their latest film, the compelling, pulse-pounding action thriller “No Escape.”

“The (Coen brothers-like) set-up was definitely by design,” John Dowdle told me, laughing, in an interview Tuesday, alongside his brother. “When I was in college, I read an article about the Coen brothers, which talked about how Joel went to NYU and studied film, and Ethan went to Princeton and studied literature and business, and then the two joined up to make films that Joel directs and Ethan produces. It helped them keep control of what they were doing and keep their voice more singular. Once we saw that article, we went, ‘OK, here’s the blueprint. Here’s how we’re going to do this.”

“The article talked so much about the autonomy that they were able to create for themselves by way of doing everything,” Drew Dowdle added. “That really appealed to us and we definitely took a page out their playbook. We always wanted to work for ourselves and have our own business, but Hollywood seemed to be the kind of place where that would be a hard thing to create.”

Despite the odds against them, the Dowdle brothers, like the Coens before them, are bucking the Hollywood system. To date, their combined independent voices have churned out such hit horror thrillers as “Devil,” “Quarantine” and “As Above, So Below,” and top-level talent is definitely taking notice. In fact, their new film, the independently-produced action thriller “No Escape,” attracted the likes of Owen Wilson, Pierce Brosnan and Lake Bell in the principle roles.

Opening in theaters nationwide on Wednesday, “No Escape” captures the real-life terror that envelops businessman Jack Dwyer (Wilson), his wife (Bell) and his two young daughters (Claire Geare and Sterling Jerins) after they relocate from the U.S. to a Southeast Asian country for Jack’s work. Not long after they settle into their hotel, the family becomes a target in a violent, bloody coup, where insurgents fearful of a U.S. corporation’s plans to privatize the country’s water supply ruthlessly execute Americans and other foreigners at will.

With only a mysterious British citizen (Brosnan) and his friend (Sahajak Boonthanakit) to aid them, the family faces a harrowing day and night of terror as they seek a way to survive the uprising and find possible path to freedom.

While “No Escape” takes a corrupt, American company to task, the Dowdles want viewers to know that “No Escape” is definitely not anti-American. True, bad American and British corporations create the problem, and bad foreigners respond with brute force. In the middle, though, is a good American family trying to survive through it.

“We wanted to make sure this wasn’t a ‘rah-rah’ jingoistic movie where all the Americans were good and the foreign characters were all bad — there’s a much more gray area here,” Drew Dowdle said. “But we do believe a lot of things happen in foreign countries where there’s a lot of blowback due to foreign policies via the private sector when it comes to massive infrastructure investments that are set up to fail in a way. They’re set up to default. That’s something that’s very real and we liked that element. We wanted some of the causality to be pointed back toward the Western world. That detail was very important to us.”

No identity

The interesting thing about “No Escape” is that it takes place in a country that isn’t identified. The brothers filmed “No Escape” in Thailand, which allowed for a Southeast Asian setting that is reminiscent of Cambodia.

“Initially we had written the city where the film took place as Cambodia, where there was the Khmer Rouge Uprising (from 1975-79),” John Dowdle said. “But after reading the script, people kept asking us, ‘Could this happen in Cambodia again? Is Khmer Rouge still around?’ Yes, Khmer Rouge is still around. The location of the story became so much a part of the conversation that we stepped back and said, ‘How do we focus the story more on family? How do we make it more allegorical?'”

By making the story more allegorical, the brothers were able to infuse ideas that harkened such horrifying historical events as the Fall of Saigon, the scene of American soldiers’ bodies being desecrated on the streets of Mogadishu (“That was actually me — the bloodied body being pulled behind the Jeep,” Drew Dowdle revealed) and the terrorist attack on the American Embassy in Benghazi.

The eerie coincidence is, the idea that chronicles the Benghazi-like slaughter was conceived long before the actual incident happened.

“When we first wrote this seven years ago, people said, could this really happen? Now nobody questions that,” John Dowdle said. “This is absolutely possible. This happens all over the place and it could take place in any number of countries.”

Film fans will notice a distinct difference in Wilson’s and Brosnan’s characterizations, in that Wilson, normally the funnyman, is playing a serious role, and Brosnan, the action-turned-drama star, gets the most laughs amid the chaos. The Dowdles like the approach, however, that real life has its share of funny and serious moments, and it shouldn’t matter who when representing real life in their films is delivering the lines.

“We like to joke that we cast Owen in Pierce’s role and Pierce in Owen’s role, but we like to make things feel more real by casting people in interesting and different ways,” John Dowdle said.

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Movie review: ‘American Ultra’

American Ultra

By Tim Lammers

“American Ultra” (R) 2 1/2 stars (out of four)

“American Ultra” lives up to its billing, at least in name: An unapologetic ultra-violent action comedy, it liberally uses shock and awe that will either have you cringing in your seat, bursting out in laughter, or both. And while “American Ultra” is far from a perfect movie, you’ll at least leave the theater with the feeling that an honest effort was put forth to entertain, save one dreadful performance by its lead actress.

The film has three smarmy leads to warm up to: Jesse Eisenberg as Matt Howell, a stoner convenience store worker who can’t seem to leave the confines of his small town without retching and having panic attacks; Kristen Stewart as his patient girlfriend, Phoebe Larson; and Topher Grace as power-hungry CIA official Adrian Yates who orders Matt be wiped off the map.

It turns out Matt actually is a top-secret government experiment in the “Ultra Program,” which erased the minds of ne’er-do-wells like the habitual drug offender and turned them into killing machines without them even knowing it. But in a bid to save Matt’s life, the program’s head, Victoria Lasseter (a wonderful Connie Britton) heads off Yates’ hit by “activating” her test subject with a few simple code words, giving him the ability to dispatch any bad guy or gal who tries to kill him with razor-sharp precision.

After a relatively mild 20 minutes, the remaining 75 of “American Ultra” turns into hard-hitting bloodbath that it increases with intensity with every kill. Playfully scripted by John Landis’ son, Max Landis, the plot unfolds with a few twists and turns as Matt seems to get himself into deeper and deeper trouble with the authorities, winding down to a fairly predictable conclusion.

As brutally violent as “American Ultra” gets, director Nima Nourizadeh clearly intended to give the film a wicked satirical edge, and its irreverent tone makes the movie feel like the wonderfully funny “R.E.D.” meeting whacked out versions of “The Borne Identity” and “The Manchurian Candidate.” It’s the sort of material that fits Eisenberg’s acting talents well, as once again he effortlessly rattles off his lines with the just right amount of snark that keeps him just on this side of believable and likeable.

Stewart, on the other hand, gives yet another bloodless performance, which, of course, all began as the would-be vampiress Bella Swan in “The Twilight Saga.” What continues to land this mopey, one-note actress work is one of Hollywood’s greatest mysteries, and “American Ultra” is the latest baffling chapter. Thankfully, she’s surrounded by talented actors like Eisenberg, Britton, Grace (he’s one-note, too, but effective) and Bill Pullman in a small, but pivotal role, who all keep us distracted from Stewart’s obvious lack of talent. This girl is in serious need of ultra-acting lessons.

 

Movie reviews: ‘The Man From U.N.C.L.E.,’ ‘Straight Outta Compton’

'The Man From UNCLE' (photo -- Warner Bros)

By Tim Lammers

“The Man From U.N.C.L.E.” (PG-13) 2 1/2 stars (out of four)

Another 1960s TV spy series gets the big screen treatment following “Mission: Impossible” with “The Man From U.N.C.L.E.,” a Guy Ritchie film that oddly enough, doesn’t feel much like a Guy Ritchie film. Far less gritty and stylish than Ritchie’s previous work (the writer-director’s recent movies include the underrated “RocknRolla” and the hit “Sherlock Holmes” films), “U.N.C.L.E.” is sustained by the undeniable presence of Henry Cavill, Armie Hammer, Alicia Vikander and to a lesser extent, Hugh Grant.

“Man of Steel” star Cavill slips comfortably into the role of Napoleon Solo (played by Robert Vaughn on the TV series), a dashing, Cold War-era CIA agent who reluctantly teams with Russian KGB Agent Illya Kuryakin (Hammer, assuming David McCallum’s role from the series) in a bid to stop a mysterious global crime organization from carrying through with its world-dominating nuclear ambitions. Left with few people they can trust, including each other, Solo and Kuryakin must put their faith in Gaby (Vikander), the estranged daughter of the missing German scientist who designed the weapon, although it becomes quickly apparent that she may have an agenda of her own.

While the producers of “The Man From U.N.C.L.E.” are probably hoping the title alone with be a draw, at least for diehard TV fans and Baby Boomers (millennials sure the hell won’t know anything about the original NBC series), that small segment of the audience won’t make or break this reimagining of the “U.N.C.L.E.” as a film franchise. After all, the film is essentially an origins story that methodically introduces its characters on its way to forming the “U.N.C.L.E.” (United Network Command for Law and Enforcement) by the conclusion of the film; serving merely as a springboard to what Ritchie surely hopes will be a franchise, a la “Mission: Impossible.” Name recognition or not, the film stands on its own.

One thing’s for certain: “The Man From U.N.C.L.E.,” while not completely remarkable, fares far better than the first installment in the “Mission: Impossible” series, which was downright confusing. And while the tone is dramatically different than the Tom Cruise movie franchise (while there’s action and adventure here, it feels more like a tongue-in-cheek Roger Moore James Bond film), there’s no doubt Solo and Kuryakin can succeed with some more big screen adventures if Ritchie brings the sort of cinematic edge he’s built his resume on. With winning performances by Cavill, Hammer (although he’s a bit bland when toe-to-toe with Cavill) and Vikander (whose career continues to soar after “Ex Machina”) – as well as Grant in the pivotal role of British Secret Service honcho Alexander Waverly, and Elizabeth Debicki as the deliciously evil villain Victoria – the foundation is certainly there. If Ritchie doesn’t open things up a bit, somebody better hold the clapboard above his head until he says, well, “Uncle.”

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“Straight Outta Compton” (R) 2 1/2 stars (out of four)

While the gangsta rap music that fuels the movie is less than to be desired, there’s no question, the back story of the pioneering rap group N.W.A. is a fascinating one, if not for any reason for its lurid, behind-the-scenes look at the music business and its warts-and-all portrayal of man group members Ice Cube, Easy-E and Dr. Dre. Admittedly not a fan at all of rap, I am a fan of good stories, and there are enough in “Straight Outta Compton” – from accounts of crooked management and run-ins with police, to dangerous encounters with fearsome Death Row Records founder Suge Knight – to fill the film’s exhaustive two-and-a-half hour run time.

O’Shea Jackson Jr. plays his father Ice Cube in “Straight Outta Compton,” which tracks the origins of N.W.A. and its rapid rise to the top, giving the sort of voice to a group of ghetto youths that had never been heard before. But while stirring up controversy and calls for social change with inflammatory songs like “F— Tha Police,” based on their personal experiences with law enforcement – the group members become consumed by their own jealousies, greed and mistrust of one another, leading to long-running feuds with each other and people close to their inner-circle, and the group’s eventual demise.

The three leads in “Compton” are outstanding. Jackson is a dead ringer for his dad – the lyricist – with maybe less of a scowl; while Corey Hawkins is given the most range to play with as the group’s easy-going creative force who eventually develops the balls to stand-up to a highly volatile Knight (R. Marcos Taylor). Jason Mitchell shows the most vulnerability as the group’s money man and leader Easy-E, who puts his unwavering trust in his shifty manager Jerry Heller (the always great Paul Giamatti).

The timing of the release of “Straight Outta Compton” is almost frightening in a way, because the film – while not afraid to portray its leads as deeply flawed individuals – plays heavy on the rifts the group had with police. The specter of Rodney King looms heavy over the film, as real-life footage of the beating and subsequent riots after the verdict acquitting the police officers appears prominently.

There’s no question the group’s surviving members and director F. Gary Gray wanted to make a statement with “Compton” in the wake of Ferguson and Baltimore; and one can only hope that the likes of Ice Cube and Dr. Dre will step up with voices of reason should the movie – and the revival of “F— Tha Police” – galvanizes people in the wrong sort of way. For N.W.A. in “Straight Outta Compton,” anyway, the whole idea of their music was about freedom of speech – not the freedom to destroy and wreak havoc.  If the film teaches us anything, it’s OK to be angry about perceived social injustices, so long as it’s not in a destructive sort of way.