Recliner Reviews for Oct. 18, 2012

October 16, 2012 

Sometimes it’s a dilemma: what DVD should you rent or what movie should you stream or order-on-demand? Do you want a date flick, an action caper, or a goofy comedy? Weekly Surge is here to help with our reviews of recent at-home movie releases, which we’ve watched from the comfort of that favorite recliner.

“Sound of My Voice”

Sometimes things happen you can’t explain. The trouble is we as human beings try to explain everything. That’s what makes this movie so confounding and great all at once. The story revolves around a journalist and his girlfriend as they delve into a strange cult that worships a young woman who claims to be from the future. It’s an insightful slant on human nature and needing to belong and maybes. There are a lot of maybes and your mind will work to get a grasp on what’s happening. It’s this audience participation that makes this thriller work. The script was written by and stars Brit Marling, as the cult leader – Marling is really laying nice groundwork as a writer and actress, she also wrote and starred in the subdued sci-fi flick, “Another Earth.” Newcomer director Zal Batmanglij allows the actors to tell the story. And boy, do they tell a weird tale. Read these words…“Sound of My Voice” is worth a watch.


British actor turned writer/director Noel Clarke tries his hand at this fractured timeline of intersecting/interwoven stories – think a girl-power version of “Pulp Fiction.” It’s all about four young women, besties in the U.K., who kick-ass and live dangerously and mope. There’s a fair amount of moping. And all that would be OK, but Clarke asks us to live in two worlds at one time. He sets half of the film in this gloomy, washed-out fluorescent, graffiti-ridden reality. Then, he drops in hyperbolic characters with over-scripted dialogue and highflying action sequences. And it all plays in opposition with itself. Clarke reached for the moon but only got a handful of cloud because it plays too loose with believability. Next time, maybe he’ll choose a side – reality or ultra-reality. So, let’s count it down, 4…3…2…1…Pass.


We love history. Especially, if the history explains how the dildo came to be. Here’s a quick, loosely-based-on-fact lesson on the genesis of the power phallus – the term “hysteria” was once used in the medical field to describe a condition when women became unreasonable or frustrated or pent-up with aggression. This condition was treated with a “pelvic massage” until these women made some strange noises and no longer exhibited symptoms. But doctor’s wrists got damn tired – Oh, the things we can learn from a movie. Besides the weird origin story, the film also touts some clever performances from Hugh Dancy (who has the most British name ever), Maggie Gyllenhaal (another yank in an English role), and Jonathan Pryce (always great as the stoic Englishman). This is a cozy, little film that’s creates quite a buzz – worth a watch.

Derrick Bracey, for Weekly Surge

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