Review: 'The Green Knight' is a visually brilliant version of the Arthurian tale, boldly modern and timeless

Boldly modern in its visual sweep and carrying the heft of an ancient folk tale, writer-director David Lowery’s “The Green Knight” is an epic take on a centuries-old story.

The story Lowery draws from is more than 600 years old, and takes place another 900 years before that. It starts at a round table one Christmas Eve, as the king (Sean Harris) and his queen (Kate Dickey) are partying with Arthur’s knights — the youngest, and most earnest, being Sir Gawain (played by Dev Patel).

The revelry is interrupted by the arrival of a fearsome, and silent, knight on horseback. The knight hands over a letter with a “Christmas game”: He will allow one of the king’s knights to strike with a weapon — but, next Christmas, that knight must find the visitor at his home, the Green Chapel, so the interloper can return the blow.

Gawain offers to take up the challenge, and the king gives him his sword. The stranger does not fight back, and instead kneels down to offer his neck for the cutting. When Gawain strikes, decapitating the knight, the knight picks up his head and rides away — and Gawain knows his goose is cooked one year hence. (None of this is really a spoiler — it’s in the trailer, has been told in numerous other movies, and is from the 14th century.)

So Gawain leaves behind his mother (Sarita Choudhury), who might be a witch, and his lover, a brothel maid named Essel (played by an almost unrecognizably deglamorized Alicia Vikander), to meet his destiny. Along the way, Gawain has several encounters — which is where Gawain’s mettle is tested, and where Lowery creates moments of pure visual splendor.

I don’t want to say much more, because what Lowery and cinematographer Andrew Droz Palermo (who shot Lowery’s “A Ghost Story”) is so arresting — creating images that will sear into the viewer’s brain. Another reason to keep quiet: There are actors who pop up along Gawain’s journey who are genuinely surprising to encounter, as they force Patel’s Gawain to face his fears on the way to his moral reckoning.

Patel (“Slumdog Millionaire,” “The Personal History of David Copperfield”) once again proves he’s among the finest leading men of our era, capturing Gawain’s headstrong nature and the hard-won life lessons collected on his grueling journey. Patel provides the humanity that anchors the dreamlike, sometimes surreal images that Lowery produces, a dose of old-soul wisdom that makes “The Green Knight” a story for the ages.

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‘The Green Knight’

★★★1/2

Opens Friday, July 30, in theaters. Rated R for violence, some sexuality and graphic nudity. Running time: 125 minutes.

Review: 'Stillwater' lets Matt Damon dive deep into a compelling American character, under the guise of a crime thriller

It’s odd that the actor Matt Damon and the director Tom McCarthy haven’t made a movie together before “Stillwater,” because their styles are remarkably similar: Simple on the surface, but with dark currents roiling underneath.

McCarthy, who directed the 2015 Best Picture Oscar winner “Spotlight,” starts here with something that feels ripped from the headlines. An American college student, Allison (Abigail Breslin), is in prison in Marseille, France, convicted of killing her roommate.

The movie starts five years later, in Stillwater, Oklahoma, Allison’s home town. That’s where her father, Bill (played by Damon), an unemployed oil-rig worker who finds odd jobs in construction and wherever else he can. He makes the trip to Marseille when he can, usually with financial help from his late wife’s mother, Sharon (Deanna Dunagan).

On this trip, Allison asks Bill to deliver a letter to her lawyers, but not to read it. Bill reads it anyway, and learns Allison is clinging to the slim hope that the lawyers can find someone with a lead to the person Allison is sure killed her roommate. The lead attorney (Anne Le Ny) advises Bill to give up the search, and try to convince Allison to accept the verdict — which will make it easier for Allison to be paroled.

Bill decides, stubbornly — a very American attitude, he’s told often while in France — to do his own sleuthing. He asks for help from Virginie (Camille Cottin), a Frenchwoman he met semi-randomly at his hotel, to help him navigate the language when he finds a lead. That information leads Bill to a rough part of town, where he gets beaten up badly. When he lands in the hospital, he calls the only person he knows: Virginie.

The script — by McCarthy and Marcus Hinchey (“Come Sunday”), with French screenwriters Thomas Bidegain (“A Prophet”) and Noé Debré (“Dheepan”) sharing writing credit — jumps ahead a few months at this point. Bill works construction in Marseille, and also finds work as a maintenance man in Virginie’s apartment building. He rents a room from Virginie, a stage actress, and helps look after her 9-year-old daughter, Maya (Lilou Siauvaud). 

Bill seems to be settling into a new life, and even possibly romance with Virginie. But thoughts of Allison’s case are never too far away from Bill’s mind — and when he sees a chance to clear Allison’s name, he must decide whether it’s worth risking his relationship with Virginie and Maya.

Though McCarthy and his co-writers salt “Stillwater” with elements of a crime thriller, that’s just the decoration for a deep character study. Bill is the ultimate innocent abroad, a roughneck who finds himself in a place where the culture and language are unfamiliar to him, but he manages to find a lifeline through his fatherly concern for Allison and his quasi-paternal relationship with Maya.

It’s a tricky character to pull off, and Damon does it with understated grace. Damon neatly underplays Bill’s working-class gruffness, which serves as armor for the tender heart beneath. Nearly every important scene has Damon playing against one of his female co-stars, a dynamic that invites blustering machismo — but Damon and McCarthy subvert expectations by letting Bill’s softness emerge in unexpected ways.

Within that strong supporting cast, the standouts are Cottin, whose Virginie shows Bill the life he could have on the other side of the Atlantic, and Breslin, who has matured admirably since her “Little Miss Sunshine” days into a ferociously emotive actress.

“Stillwater” springs some surprises in the final 30 minutes, but this isn’t a movie that lives or dies on a twist ending. The work by Damon and McCarthy to establish Bill as a man caught between two worlds is where this drama gets its considerable strength.

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‘Stillwater’

★★★1/2

Opens Friday, July 30, in theaters. Rated R for language. Running time: 140 minutes.

Review: 'Jungle Cruise' turns the Disneyland ride into a serviceable action movie, though there's no spark between stars Dwayne Johnson and Emily Blunt.

If you can imagine Dwayne Johnson, the artist formerly known as The Rock, filling in for Johnny Depp’s Captain Jack Sparrow in the “Pirates of the Caribbean” movies, you have a pretty solid idea of how Disney’s “Jungle Cruise” is going to go.

Again. Disney has retooled one of its Disneyland theme-park rides into a fun, if formulaic, action adventure with lots of stunts, creepy special effects, and the comic byplay between a roguish hero and a headstrong Englishwoman — though, unlike the 22 years between Depp and Keira Knightley, the nine-year gap between Johnson and co-star Emily Blunt isn’t quite so noticeable.

Blunt is introduced first in this tag-teamed script (five writers are credited), as noble adventurer Lily Houghton, bucking patriarchal convention in 1916 by procuring an arrowhead from a stuffy explorers’ organization. She’ll use that arrowhead in the Amazon, to find something called the Tears of the Moon, a tree that legend says produces flower petals that can cure all forms of sickness. 

Lily tells her effete brother MacGregor (played by comedian Jack Whitehall) she plans to find this magic tree, using the maps their late father once used, and use its powers to benefit mankind. On the other hand, the villain, Prince Joachim (Jesse Plemons), wants to use the arrowhead to find the tree and harness its powers to make the Kaiser’s Germany invincible.

Lily and MacGregor get to a small town along the Amazon, and hire the one boat pilot foolhardy enough to go up the Amazon and desperate enough to take their money. That’s Johnson’s character, Frank Wolff, who’s in hock to the local river-cruise overlord (Paul Giamatti) and scratches out a meager living by taking tourists along the river — setting up staged “thrills” and telling corny jokes, in homage to the original Disneyland ride.

After a few chases to elude Joachim’s goons in the river town, Lily, MacGregor and Frank are on their way up the river, where more thrills and spills await. So, too, does a 16th century conquistador (Edgar Ramirez) and his cohorts, trapped near the Amazon by an ancient curse — or by a surplus of computer-generated effects. Director Jaume Collet-Serra (whose resumé includes the Blake Lively shark thriller “The Shallows” and four Liam Neeson vehicles) keeps things moving briskly, with a fairly good balance of humor and awe-inspiring spectacle.

Separately, Johnson and Blunt are nicely cast. Johnson applies his WWE-grown charm to the gruff, rakish Frank, conceived as some combination of Harrison Ford’s two most iconic roles, Han Solo and Indiana Jones. And Blunt, certainly no damsel in distress, conveys Lily’s sense of adventure and her noble heart.

The problem with “Jungle Cruise,” though not a fatal one, is that the stars have zero chemistry, so the transition from reluctant partners to people who might actually have feelings for each other is unconvincing. Of course, Johnson is too clean-cut to approach a younger Depp’s scruffy Captain Jack charisma, and too earnest to pull off the Bogart to Blunt’s Katharine Hepburn in the moments when Collet-Saura and company are attempting some “African Queen” saltiness. The kids don’t want lovey-dovey stuff anyway, so they’ll be content with the fireworks the effects teams display in place of the sparks the leads don’t generate.

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‘Jungle Cruise’

★★★

Opens Friday, July 30, in theaters, and streaming on Disney+ Premier. Rated PG-13 for … Running time: 127 minutes.

Review: 'Old' shows M. Night Shyamalan's skills at building suspense remain strong, but his ending doesn't deliver the goods

In his latest puzzle-box thriller “Old,” writer-director M. Night Shyamalan does some of his best work in years setting up the premise — and then undercuts his efforts by failing to stick the landing.

The story starts with a Philadelphia family arriving at a tropical resort for a much-needed vacation. Guy (Gael García Bernal) works as an insurance actuary, calculating risks; his wife, Prisca (Vicky Krieps) is a museum curator and expert on anthropology; daughter Maddox (Alexa Swinton) is a painfully shy 11-year-old; and son Trent (Nolan River), 6, is an inquisitive kid who asks strangers what they do for a living. Tensions between Guy and Prisca are hinted at early, and it seems unlikely the marriage will survive past this vacation.

The family is greeted by the manager (Gustaf Hammarsten) and his assistant, Madrid (Francesca Eastwood), with custom-made cocktails. Later on, the manager clues the family in on a secret beach, in a cove away from the rest of the resort, that would be a perfect spot for a picnic.

When the family gets in the resort’s van (driven by Shyamalan, of course), they discover they’re not the only ones who received the manager’s special tip. Along for the ride are: Jarin (Ken Leung), a nurse, and his wife, Patricia (Nikki Amuka-Bird), a psychologist who suffers from seizures; and Charles (Rufus Sewell), a surgeon, who has brought along his leggy trophy wife Chrystal (Abbey Lee, from “Lovecraft Country”), their 6-year-old daughter Kara (Mikaya Fisher), and Charles’ mother, Agnes (Kathleen Chalfant). Once they arrive, they find someone else on the beach: A rap star (Aaron Pierre) suffering a nosebleed.

The day trip starts perfectly, with the famiiles soaking up the sun and surf. The spell is broken when young Trent is swimming in a grotto, and a woman’s body floats up behind him. The woman is someone the rapper met the night before, and brought to this beach. The rapper proclaims his innocence, but Charles has his suspicions.

Soon something else strange happens: Trent tells his mom that his swim trunks feel too tight. The next thing you know, Maddox appears to be about 16 (and played by “Jojo Rabbit’s” Thomasin McKenzie) and Trent has similarly grown into puberty (played as a teen by Alex Wolff from “Jumanji”). And, for some reason, no one can get off the beach the way they came.

Shyamalan, adapting a French comic book called “Sandcastle,” expertly doses out dollops of plot exposition at appropriate intervals, while dropping one bombshell after another to increase the suspense and decrease the number of actors left in the movie. It’s a solid ensemble, topped by Krieps (“Phantom Thread”) and García Bernal as a couple putting aside their past disputes when their family’s survival is at stake.

The problem with “Old” comes with the part where Shyamalan usually excels: The ending. The resolution here is needlessly drawn out, and calls on the audience to accept a lot on faith that Shyamalan’s talent for deception hasn’t really earned. 

I spotted two points in the final half hour where the movie could have ended sooner, and more satisfactorily — one a moment of melancholy, the other a darkly cynical scene that would have provided the same sense of dread as the paranoid thrillers of the ‘70s (examples: “Three Days of the Condor,” “The Parallax View” and “The Stepford Wives”). With either of those endings, instead of an unearned Shyamalan “twist,” “Old” could have been something timeless.

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‘Old’

★★1/2

Opens Friday, July 23, in theaters everywhere. Rated PG-13 for strong violence, disturbing images, suggestive content, partial nudity and brief strong language. Running time: 107 minutes.

Review: In 'Joe Bell,' a sympathetic depiction of a bullied teen's suffering are undercut by star Mark Wahlberg's too-tough performance

The “based-on-a-true-story” tearjerker “Joe Bell” is a movie with its heart in the right place, but wrong in so many particulars — most notably the straining-for-Oscar casting of Mark Wahlberg in the title role.

Joe Bell, as played by Wahlberg, is a regular working-class guy from La Grande, Ore., who wants nothing more than to drink a beer and watch the game on TV. So when he’s confronted by his wife, Lola (Connie Britton), to deal with the problems of their 15-year-old son, Jadin (Reid Miller, in a breakout role) — who is being bullied at school because he’s gay. Saying that out loud to his dad is a painful experience, and isn’t helped by Joe’s stock response: Stand up for yourself, and throw a punch if necessary.

Subsequent scenes set at Jadin’s school demonstrate why Joe’s advice is impossible. Most of the football team is involved in this daily harassment, intimidation and physical violence. When they’re not assaulting him, physically and verbally, in the halls of the school, they’re doing it online with a steady stream of comments urging Jadin to kill himself.

And Joe’s attitude at other moments is no help, either. Jadin is one of the few boys on the cheerleading squad. This is an embarrassment to Joe, who sees Jadin practicing cheers with his friend Marcie (Morgan Lily) in the front yard and orders them to move to the backyard.

All that I’ve discussed so far is seen in flashbacks. The “action” of the story is Joe, pushing a cart down a lonely highway. Joe tells people that he’s walking across the country, from La Grande to New York City, stopping where he can to talk to school assemblies about the consequences of bullying and the need for tolerance.

In the film’s first act, writers Diana Ossana and the late Larry McMurtry (who won an Oscar for their adaptation of “Brokeback Mountain”) show Joe on the road with Jadin, telling jokes and singing Lady Gaga’s “Born This Way” on the highway. As playful as these scenes are, a viewer suspects a vital bit of information has been omitted — and it doesn’t take too long to learn what that information is.

Director Reinaldo Marcus Green, whose debut feature “Monsters and Men” impressed critics at the 2018 Sundance Film Festival, shows a necessary sensitivity to Jadin’s suffering, his yearning to be himself in a school and a town whose intolerance makes that painfully difficult. He also isn’t afraid to dig into the less-heroic parts of Joe’s story, including his short temper and his apparent lack of preparation to become a spokesman for tolerance and understanding. 

Alas, Green is saddled with a star, Wahlberg, who seems unable or unwilling to drop his tough-guy facade for even a moment. Green does everything to make us feel for Joe, as he goes through this physical and psychological endurance test on the byways of the west (all filmed in Utah). Even when Joe’s protective wall of masculinity crumbles, and he confronts his own guilt over how he treated Jaden (talking to a Colorado sheriff played by Gary Sinise), Wahlberg’s hamfisted performance can’t give the moment ring the sincerity it needs.

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‘Joe Bell’

★★1/2

Opens Friday, July 23, in theaters everywhere. Rated R for language including offensive slurs, some disturbing material, and teen partying. Running time: 93 minutes.

Review: 'Once I Was Engaged' finds the universal humor in pre-wedding craziness, with a hint of Latter-day Saint culture

The 2015 movie “Once I Was a Beehive” holds the distinction of being one of the few Latter-day Saint-themed movies that was as much about telling a good story as it was about promoting the faith — and it’s a credit to writer-director Maclain Nelson that he can maintain a similar balance in the new sequel, “Once I Was Engaged.”

The first film, for those who don’t remember, was a fond and funny look at the goofy traditions and sisterly bonding at a Latter-day Saint girls’ summer camp. The sequel follows one of those teen campers, Bree Carrington (Clare Niederpruem), and her mother, Carrie (Lisa Valentine Clark) — the camp’s hyper-organized activities coordinator — as Bree moves to the next chapter of her life.

Bree’s plan is to finish college at Brigham Young University-Hawaii — where she has discovered a love for and possible career in marine biology — and go on a mission for her church. The same day she files her papers for her mission, something surprising happens: Her boyfriend, Thys (Tanner Gillman), proposes to her in an embarrassingly public way, and Bree answers “of course.”

This sudden engagement leaves Bree feeling stressed, but it really freaks out Carrie — who learns of the proposal when a video of the event goes viral. Carrie, with husband Curt (Bart Johnson) in tow, flies to Hawaii to set her daughter straight. Eventually, though, Carrie is charmed by Thys and impressed by his rich parents, so she approves of the engagement. When Carrie learns that Thys’ family wants to have the wedding in two months, the freaking out starts anew back home in Utah.

Nelson treads familiar territory here as he concocts a light-hearted variation of “Father of the Bride” or “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” with a dusting of Latter-day Saint culture. 

Of course, Carrie has to figure out how to make her ward’s “cultural hall” into an elegant reception room, hiding the basketball hoops in the process. And there’s the culture shock when Bree’s bachelorette party, thrown by her former campmates, moves from bowling and frozen yogurt to getting hit on in a dance club. “Who goes to a club for their bachelorette party?” Bree asks her one non-LDS friend, Lane (Paris Warner), who replies, “Literally everyone.”

There are several unforced moments of humor, and most of them — like the scene where mother and daughter romp through a Target with scanner guns for Bree’s bridal registry — capitalize on Clark’s sharp comedic skills and Niederpruem’s bubbly charm. (Niederpruem, who’s married to Nelson in real life, is a gifted filmmaker in her own right, with a slew of Hallmark Channel rom-coms and the 2018 modern-dress “Little Women” on her directing resumé).

“Once I Was Engaged” doesn’t have the same sense of discovery — of lifting the curtain on a secret cultural rite — that “Beehive” did. Except for the temple ceremony (which outsiders are barred from  experiencing, and this movie doesn’t touch), there’s not a lot of difference between a Latter-day Saint bride’s wedding prep and what brides of other faiths go through, which may be why this movie’s humor and heart feel so relatable.

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‘Once I Was Engaged’

★★★

Opening Wednesday, July 21, in theaters across Utah; opens in Idaho, Arizona and beyond in the weeks to come. Not rated, but probably PG for mild thematic elements. Running time: 107 minutes.

Review: 'I Carry You With Me' is a tenderly realized romance that beautifully blends documentary and fiction techniques

Director Heidi Ewing’s narrative debut, “I Carry You With Me,” tells a powerful story of love and heartache, and tells it beautifully — crossing the line between narrative and documentary without ever blurring it.

Iván (Armando Espitia) is a young man living, in 1994 when this story starts, in Puebla, Mexico. He works as a prep cook in a local restaurant, but the boss won’t promote him to line cook — where he might display the skills he learned in cooking school. Iván is also gay, a fact known only to his childhood friend Sandra (Michelle Rodríguez, but not the one from the “Fast and the Furious” universe). He hides his true nature from his stern mother (Ángeles Cruz) and from his ex-wife, Paola (Michelle González), for fear she will not let him see their son.

One night, Iván meets Gerardo (Christian Vazquez), a nice guy from a rich family, and everything changes. The romance is tentative at first, as they overcome their reticence at revealing their feelings, then turns passionate and heartfelt.  

Soon, though, Iván’s drive to become a chef leads him to one choice: He aims to cross the border into the United States, and find work in a restaurant in New York. The bulk of the film depicts Iván’s journey, and Gerardo’s efforts to follow him so they can be together without the judgment of their families back in Mexico.

Ewing — who with her filmmaking partner Rachel Grady has directed such documentaries as “Jesus Camp” (2006), “Detropia” (2012) and “Norman Lear: Just Another Version of You” (2016) — depicts this romance with sumptuous images and a minimum of dialogue. Ewing and co-writer Alan Page (who wrote four episodes of “Fear the Walking Dead”) also craft several moving flashback scenes that show both men as boys, each confronted by angry fathers who think harsh discipline will keep them from being gay.

Ewing’s strongest stylistic move — which earned the film both prizes in the Next category at the 2020 Sundance Film Festival, impressing both audiences and juror Gregg Araki — is in the last half hour, when Espitia’s and Vazquez’s performances give way to documentary footage of the two men today.

The sight of Iván and Gerardo today proves out something the fictionalized Iván says early in the film: “The American dream moves in slow motion.” That may be true, but this movie doesn’t go so slowly. The audacity and generous spirit of “I Carry You With Me” will make viewers’ hearts beat in time with the story’s romantic leads.

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‘I Carry You With Me’

★★★★

Opens Friday, July 16, in select theaters. (The list of Utah theaters showing the movie is pending.) Rated R for language and brief nudity. Running time: 111 minutes; in Spanish, with subtitles.

Review: 'Roadrunner' lets Anthony Bourdain talk about life, love and food — while reminding us how his death silenced that voice

Watching director Morgan Neville’s energetic and fascinating documentary, “Roadrunner: A Film About Anthony Bourdain,” is a jarring reminder of what we lost when Bourdain — chef turned author, TV host and world traveler — took his life in France three summers ago.

By 2001, which is where Neville (“20 Feet from Stardom,” “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?”) starts the story, Bourdain was already famous. His book “Kitchen Confidential” was a best-seller that put him on every talk show from Letterman to Oprah. The heroin and cocaine abuse he wrote about in his book, which was as much confessional memoir as it was restaurant tell-all, was in his rearview. So, for the most part, was professional cooking — as he was transforming himself into a TV host, first for the Food Network (“A Cook’s Tour”), then on the Travel Channel (“No Reservations” and “The Layover”) and finally on CNN’s “Parts Unknown.”

Neville interviews several of the producers and directors of those shows, who serve up some juicy tidbits of gossip — the first being the revelation that Bourdain, who talked a good game, had not traveled much before he started as a TV host. He was also green to the tricks of making good TV, though he was a fast study, a sharp writer with an eye toward the cinematic.

The movie also features emotional interviews with some of Neville’s famous friends, including chefs Eric Ripert and David Chang, rockers Josh Homme (from Queens of the Stone Age) and Alison Mosshart (from The Kills), and artist David Choe. One of the most heartfelt interviews is with Bourdain’s second wife, Ottavia Busia, who is also the mother to Bourdain’s daughter, Ariane.

Two people are notable for not being interviewed here: Bourdain’s first wife, Nancy (they married in 1985, before he became famous, and divorced in 2005), and the Italian actress/filmmaker Asia Argento, with whom Bourdain shared a relationship for just over a year before his death.

But Neville has plenty of footage of Argento, who accompanied Bourdain on several trips for “Parts Unknown” in his last year, and infamously took over directing the Hong Kong episode. His longtime crew members dissect that incident with obvious exasperation, and there’s plenty of behind-the-scenes footage (since CNN Films is one of the film’s production companies). 

The discussions regarding Argento, in the movie’s final half-hour, are the most problematic. Bourdain’s old colleagues say they saw Bourdain’s personality change when he started dating Argento — and that his overbearing eagerness to please her led him to alienate his crew members, and may have prompted some of Bourdain’s strong #MeToo advocacy, which began when Argento went public with allegations of rape against disgraced mogul Harvey Weinstein.

The movie ends, as it must, with talk about Bourdain’s suicide — a sad coda that every viewer knew was coming. Neville handles it as well as one could expect, dwelling not on the act but on how his friends and colleagues have tried to make sense of it.

What makes “Roadrunner” so fascinating is the bounty of footage Neville compiles of Bourdain in motion, his mouth keeping up with his itinerary and his enthusiasm. What makes the movie infuriating is the reminder that we don’t get to hear that voice moving forward.

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‘Roadrunner: A Film About Anthony Bourdain’

★★★1/2

Opens Friday, July 16, at the Century 16 (South Salt Lake), Megaplex at The District (South Jordan), Megaplex Legacy Crossing (Centerville), Megaplex Thanksgiving Point (Lehi) and Megaplex at the Junction (Ogden). Rated R for language throughout. Running time: 118 minutes.`