Film Reviews by Frank Talker™

The existential problems of White people are here shown to lead to functional neurosis; meaning being able to function politically, but never personally. This is especially emphasised here given that the only obviously-certifiable character (played by Michael SHANNON) is more sane in his understanding of the world than anyone else (albeit that his response to his own insights is decidedly anti-social).

White people's problems-with-living are inevitably passed-on to their children as they also, in their turn, seek to achieve the meaning, the identity & the value largely absent from a culture superficially-addicted to materialism. But this central theme is not fully-explored, save for the lead (played indifferently by Leonardo DiCaprio) working in the advertising business - which he hates for its essential phoniness. But what in his family made him that way, we might well ask? And why is his response to it so weak?

Thus, no solution to the problems of the two central characters is ever presented, except the pointlessness of running away from one's problem when they will never run away from you. The best that the wife (played by the always-superb Kate WINLSLET) can do is to procure an abortion so that no more suffering people are brought into the world.

That White people lack the courage to be themselves explains a lot regarding their higher rates of, for example, suicide, depression & loneliness. They are thus reduced to acting-out their lives (while never truly living them) according to stage-plays written by others, regardless of self-esteem or whether or not those others have their best interests at heart; ensuring that they never actually achieve any self-interest or self-esteem. (This is exacerbated by the fact that Caucasians are also taught to be morbidly fearful of other cultures even if they could learn something from those cultures to their advantage.)

This essential phoniness regarding one's relationship with oneself and regarding that with other people can only lead to bitterness, frustration & resentment at the resultant fear of social ridicule, ostracism & censure. Being different to other White people and, thereby, running the risk of psychological suffering for not confirming with their limitations and fears - albeit, paradoxically, conformity with those with whom one can never be friends with anyway precisely because of the difference.

The insightful writing is good, but the 1950s suburban milieu is largely pointless since the issues discussed here would be true in any White ghetto at any time during the last 500 years. Still, the acting performances generally excellent - particularly Kathy BATES in a supporting role - but where are the true revolutionaries? Not here!

This is a shorter version of "Project S" and is less entertaining. Watch "Project S", instead.

This is a shorter version of "Project S" and is less entertaining. Watch "Project S", instead.

Essentially a movie about science's inability to clearly define intelligence & mind and, therefore, state clearly if Artificial Intelligence (AI) is actually possible to create.

Instead, we have a thoughtless disquisition upon the nature of love as if it were an emotion rather than a state-of-mind. This leads to the false view that AI is only possible if machines can feel; while never bothering to explain why any machine would ever need such an ability.

This movie is not as clever as it thinks it is and merely plays Stephen Potter mind games with its audience - as the characters do with each other - to evade the fact that White people see AI as a projection of their own pseudo-cleverness. This is why a robot based upon the faces of all the world's mobile-phone users is White, when most of the world's mobile phone users are not.

A vapid comedy with a Jew portraying a son of the Devil despite there being no afterlife in Judaic theology. All to get in a few digs about HITLER being tormented forever in Hell with large pineapples.

This comedy isn't really about anything much and wastes the talents of all concerned, especially Rhys IFANS - who gives the best performance.

The usual thriller which does not explore its own theme about a culture where people have no true sense of themselves because they are devoid of a personal identity.

Without a heritage or a sense of achievement, the White characters here suffer endlessly in a world in which they are not securely anchored to reality; making them easy targets for exploitation and abuse.

These kinds of stories are impossible to imagine coming from any other culture. They strongly suggest a world of Caucasian uncertainty and irrationality which could be more fruitfully explored within a social context which this movie only pretends to acknowledge at the film's conclusion - when much is revealed. At the end, this movie pretends that such behaviour is universally-applicable, when it is largely the product of a White culture which is both directionless and superficial.

This is a film more concerned with gloating at the poorly-hidden psychological problems of those with apparently enviable middle-class lifestyles, while also wallowing in the fact that contemporary, heterosexual marriage in the West is in crisis because women do not feel adequately protected by men who secretly despise them.

A typically-White film which tries to turn the monstrous personality of Winston CHURCHILL into a hero of anti-tyranny despite the British Empire being one of the worst and longest-lasting tyrannies in all of human history. It even fails to note the irony that HITLER was democratically-elected in 1933 while CHURCHILL was not in 1940.

Not only does this movie avoid historical facts it invents them to make both CHURCHILL and the United Kingdom appear all alone in their fight against Nazi Germany despite the existence of the British - the largest empire of them all. It briefly mentions CHURCHILL's many political failures and his great political oratory but fails to dramatically-explore the essentially opportunist nature of the man - and of White culture itself - despite his appearing in nearly every scene.

Where it scores is on CHURCHILL's insistence that Hitler should not be negotiated with because such negotiations would be pointless because they would indicate the weakness that would eventually have led to war - in the long run. This psychological reality is the film's only real reason for being made and is designed for White people to continue to fight a war in their own minds which has already been won by the democracies - almost as if they know that this is just more propaganda for the modern, paranoid-schizophrenic White-British sense of identity. This living in the past without the necessary personal reflection to escape and face the future is neither good for the individual nor for the world of movies.

This entertainment is little more than BrExit propaganda based on the false assertion that Winston CHURCHILL was the greatest White Briton of all time.

A mediocre comic exploration of White history and of how White people see the world as filtered through their belief that White people are the civilising force which determines the direction of world history.

Cultures of Colour are depicted as childish, brutal, loveless or savage - especially the second largest empire in history (the Mongolian) - and of being unable to speak English correctly despite the ahistorical nature of the movie in which they appear. Moreover, neanderthal men are played by White performers when their historical counterparts would have been Black; while ancient Egyptians are portrayed as Arabic rather than as Negro.

The theme of a man being a role model for his son is not dramatically explored in dialogue that is so trite that there is no genuine character development or differentiation. There is simply no clear explanation as to why anyone would want to mentor their child that strikes at the fundamental existential and personal identity issues involved. All the other characters are also equally uninvolving.

Despite the lead actor being advised to read a history book, in order to understand the dead White males with whom he finds himself interacting on a regular basis, the movie itself possesses no sense of objective reality regarding historical reality.

This film was an ideal opportunity to be an entertaining history lesson where the implied theme of learning from the past as a preparation for the future is reduced to a mere visual representation of the idea that history comes alive in our imaginations. Instead, the audience is treated to the obsessions of a culture that killed its history by lying about it; making the movie a colossal non sequitur originating from the resulting paucity of the White imagination and its inability to see the past as anything more than a justification for the present.

"Gravity" was a piece of dreck compared to this well-made look at the greatest human achievement of the twentieth century. This film made me cry.

A sequel should be made to dramatise Yuri GAGARIN's inevitable psychological inability to handle his worldwide fame.

A Caucasian, propagandist view of history which pretends to realistically-present the clash of civilisations represented by the ongoing Cold War between Communism and Democracy. All it succeeds in doing is to pretend that inside every Communist is a Democrat desperate to escape, with no attempt made to explain why any sensible person would believe in the merits of Communism, in the first place - as if Communism were somehow a self-evidently insane proposition.

Like the movie's black & White photography, the political issues are presented in the most simplistic black & white terms. The Communists are presented as two-dimensional cartoon villains and obviously-soulless robots, who could not possibly hide-in-plain-sight as real spies must in order to be effective. This, in the desperate hope that the audience do not get to like them; as hypocritically and in exactly the same manner in which the Communists are shown warning all of their number not to empathise nor fraternise with the allegedly free-born White Westerners.

As drama, this movie fails because the characters of both sides of the political divide are so unconvincing and because they are really political mirror-images of one another - that there is no inherent conflict here is a fact which the film is politically and dramatically unwilling to be honest about. After all, Russians who commit treason are labelled Defectors; while Americans who betray their country are Traitors.

If it were not for the presence of good and likable actors doing their best with political speeches disguised as dialogue, this would be quite unbearable. "L'Affaire Farewell" (2009) was far superior to this propaganda nonsense.

Very good scary White people chasing scared White people movie.

Here we are presented with a culture from which there is no escape, when two couples go against their culture and are repeatedly threatened until an explosive climax is reached.

Lara PARKER, in particular, essays a superb sense of being trapped in a nightmare from which she cannot awake, by showing how complacent White people are in their uncontrollable fear of each other.

Despite the implausible plot, the emotional realism and dread-filled atmosphere grips like a garotte and never let's up.

The sexism and racism really sinks this movie and makes it just about average for a Hollywood blockbuster.

The French do sex comedies so much better than anglophones; with much greater insight into the stresses and strains of married life than shown in this remake of the movie Le Totale. The sexual humor is orificial and schoolboyish with no sense that sex for American Caucasians is any more than a hard penis regularly-inserted into a semi-willing vagina.

Only Jamie Lee CURTIS' knowing, funny, sexy, superb performance hints at what a terrific movie this could have been given a less superficial screenplay.

The characterization is weak and the acting generally mediocre, but the visual emptiness of the actual mist creates decent suspense from a seemingly irrational predator - created by a Frankenstein-like scientific meddling with the purported primal forces of nature.

The characters' reaction to their predators and, more importantly, to their own fears - dominated by Marcia Gay HARDEN as a Christian fundamentalist - serves as a rather crudely-dramatized but effective allegory for the so-called War on Terror as White people battle both the unknown and each other.

Little more than Zionist propaganda, this pseudo-documentary offers little context in order to make Israelis seem to be the victims and Palestinians the victimzers. With no political context to allow the viewer to understands the events shown, one is simply witness to the merely tragic - for there is no great tragedy here to speak of. This is a shame, since the world in which we live is far more nuanced than the simplistic Us and Them worldview on show here.