Thursday, April 26, 2012

THE AVENGERS - MOVIE REVIEW April 25, 2012


THE AVENGERS - MOVIE
Wednesday, 25 April 2012 – PALACE WESTGARTH CINEMA, HIGH STREET, NORTHCOTE, VICTORIA, AUSTRALIA
Reviewer: Joe Calleri
Stars: 3.5 (out of 5)

I’ve been waiting an awfully long time for this movie. Ever since I bought my first Avengers comic in 1971, at the tender age of 9, when Marvel comics sold for 25 cents. Those comics are beside me as I write this. And, to this day, I remember fondly those wonderfully simple, Jack Kirby drawn, 1960’s Marvel cartoons that we watched on our TV's.

That brings us to the much-anticipated, 2012 movie version of, The Avengers. So, what’s the fuss about? And, is the fuss worth it? Story-wise, at least, there’s not much to report: Loki and a mysterious alien force (so mysterious in fact, they don’t even get a mention on the cast and character list) join forces to seize control of The Tesseract - or Cosmic Cube – so they can invade and take over the Earth. Standing in their way are the collective might of SHIELD and the Earth’s Mightiest Heroes, The Avengers: Hulk, Thor, Iron Man, Captain America, Black Widow, and Hawkeye.  

The bottom line? While The Avengers will delight lovers of big, bang for your buck, action flicks, it will frustrate the living heck out of everyone else.

SPOILER ALERT!!! Here’s some of what to expect, including spoilers, so read on only if you dare!

Here’s what I liked
While there is much in this movie that I enjoyed, I narrowed the list. Here it is, in no particular order:

Perfect casting. The characters look exactly the way that Stan Lee and Jack Kirby first envisaged them. And, by and large, the ensemble cast do a fine job in their roles.

The SFX employed in this movie, courtesy of a number of fine SFX studios, including ILM, is mind-bogglingly good. It’s what audiences expect these days. Those climactic battle scenes between our heroes and the mysterious alien menace, are tense, and wondrous to behold. Five years ago, this movie would have been near impossible to make.

Nick Fury finally gets to do something rather than just look cool in that fantastic long black coat. He actually moves (though not too quickly), shoots guns, and an RPG. Wow, Nick, way to go! The character of Nick Fury makes me laugh, because he has achieved a "reverse Michael Jackson". What's that, you ask? Nick Fury started his comic book life as a white man, with hair, fighting alongside Captain America in WWII. Talk about revisionism.

Black Widow kicks serious butt! Nick Fury should take a leaf out of her book.

Hulk, Hulk, Hulk! The true star of this movie, and he’s not flesh and blood! Not since Gollum in The Lord of the Rings movie trilogy, has a computer-generated character stolen a movie and outshone its human counterparts. The funniest moments in this movie are, mostly, courtesy of our ever-loving, not so jolly, green giant.

SHIELD’s spectacular all floating / all flying base of operations is a joy to behold, but hands up who else thinks it looks a bit TOO much like Spectrum’s Cloudbase from Gerry and Sylvia Anderson's Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons puppet series? Don't believe me? Google it. Conversely, why bother have a floating, flying base? Doesn’t that render SHIELD an easier target for enemies?

Here’s what I didn’t like
Despite the relatively high score I bestowed on this movie, it's by no means perfect. I believe that, Batman Begins, the first Christopher Reeve Superman movie, and Watchmen share the honour of the perfect superhero movie. Those films succeeded because the superhero characters are fundamentally flawed, and with Watchmen tortured and deeply neurotic. With The Avengers, what you see is what you get. Good looking, cardboard cut-out characters. No emotional layering, Achilles heels or vulnerabilities whatsoever. Even Tony Stark’s Iron Man is seemingly invulnerable.

I hate to say this, and no-one else may agree but, this is just one big, expensive propaganda film. If Hitler were commissioning the making of a film in 2012, it would look like The Avengers. White, wholesome, good-looking superheroes take on ugly aliens from faraway places, and triumph. More on this point below.

Loki isn’t a bad villain, he's just a bit misguided and full of himself. But, doesn’t he sound a bit too much like Terence Stamp’s General Zod from the second Christopher Reeve Superman movie, right down to “Kneel before me” line? Zod was, in my opinion, a far more menacing villain.

The way that Agent Coulson’s death is handled my the makers is absolutely appalling and reflects the total absence of any feeling and humanity in this movie. For god’s sake, Coulson doesn’t even receive a simple 20 second funeral or farewell speech. Surely, some of the $220 million budget could have been spent on a floral wreath. But, I guess the producers just had to blow more shit up rather than honour a dead comrade.

Hulk is just TOO obedient. Since when does Hulk listen to anybody, let alone take orders?

Why did the producers bother including Pepper Potts? A waste of space.

Cobie Smulders as SHIELD’s Agent Maria Hill: Ditto, a waste of space.

Who and what the heck is “The World Security Council” or “Council”? I mean, what has happened to the US government, the President, the United Nations? Was there a revolution? No explanations are provided.

More propaganda and revisionism: The movie serves as a retelling of the 9/11 tragedy. Try to follow me: The world is not in danger, but the United States and specifically, New York are. The threat is ugly, foreign, alien. Their intentions are not entirely clear. The heroes are out-manned, out-gunned. Some scenes of the aftermath of the alien attack closely resemble some of the news footage from 9/11, showing dust-covered survivors emerging from the wreckage of the World Trade Centre. Thank god, though that, on this occasion, New York is saved by The Avengers, ably led by Captain America. And, what about the silly interview with a woman who thanks Captain America for saving her and the world. How downright mawkish, jingoistic, and nationalistic can you get! By the way, tattoo parlours should order extra ink to fulfill a wave of orders from silly folk wanting red, white and blue shield tattoos.

SHIELD’s intentions with the Tesseract, including harnessing the power of the Tesseract to develop newer, smarter weapons, are never clarified. Director Fury’s infantile excuse for developing new weapons is along the lines of: “Well, we’re the good guys, so we’re allowed to do that.” Sounds like the same twisted logic our favourite real-life superpower - no names - employs to justify their possessing huge stockpiles of nuclear weapons when other countries just shouldn’t because, well, they're just nasty and will do nasty things with their weapons of mass destruction. Hmmm.

Sorry, but, the villains in this movie just aren’t villainous and threatening enough. That’s one of the problems with PG-13 rated movies, villains can only be so villainous. Sure, Mr Villain, go ahead and blow lots of stuff up, but just limit the blood and gore, ok? Resembling the Green Goblin from the Spiderman movie (right down to their weird helmets and flying platforms), I never got the sense of whether the aliens were humanoid or robotic, or what their intentions were with the planet. And, I never once got the sense that they stood any chance of defeating our heroes. Frankly, the Cloverfield monster was a far greater and more credible threat to humanity.

Conclusion
The undoubted box office success of The Avengers will, I assume, spur major comics rival, DC Comics, into action to revive the failed Justice League of America concept. But, I hope they don’t. Just how many times can you save the world – or the United States, at least - from disaster? And, how many superheroes do you need to save it? Sounds like one of those infernal questions about how many angels can dance on a pin head. While there are only a few more sleeps until Batman and Superman return to our big screens, we can sit back and enjoy the spectacle of our favourite heroes saving, well … New York!


Friday, April 13, 2012

Two Portly Gentlemen in East Meets West, April 11,2012 *

LOOP Project Space & Bar until April 22, 2012

Reviewed by Joe Calleri
Published in Herald Sun online, April 11, 2012 4:05PM

Stars:


POLASH Larsen and Nic Velissaris are two portly, 30-something gentlemen.


Their show, East Meets West, is a sombre, embarrassing mess, lacking structure and enough comedic glue to keep their 45-minute routine from disintegrating before a sold-out Tuesday night audience.


East Meets West refers to the performers’ backgrounds: one from Footscray, the other Camberwell; Larsen is Indian, Velissaris is Greek.


The premise of two mis-matched, odd-couple, different side of the tracks comedians, should have presented these guys with plenty of material, especially when, to quote their publicity, they “have been writing for theatre, and working as playwrights, directors and dramaturges in and around Melbourne for more than a decade.”


Instead, an unpalatable melange of unsuccessful sight gags, attending Greek weddings, debates about famous Greek and Indian-born performers, a Punch and Judy-style puppet routine, and a mock wrestling bout is on the night’s menu.


The welcome absence of profanity, Velissaris’s enthusiastic, vaguely amusing, 80’s-inspired dance moves, and the duo singing “Can’t get no Facebook action” to the Rolling Stones’ (I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction, earns this performance one tiny star.


Stars:

Emma Zammit - Are You Finished With That? April 8, 2012

Trades Hall, until April 22, 2012

Reviewed by Joe Calleri

Published in Herald Sun online April 08, 2012 10:50AM

Stars: ½


Unfortunately, Emma Zammit runs out of comedic puff early on in the piece.


THE fake Today Tonight segment that opens Emma Zammit’s 45-minute stand-up routine informs us that this attractive, curvy, 30-year old brunette is addicted to and has a destructive and abusive relationship with food.


She later confesses to being an emotional eater. Not a pleasant topic to listen to on Good Friday night at Trades Hall, but certainly one that in skilled hands should provide plenty of comedic mileage.


Alas for Zammit, she runs out of comedic puff pretty early in this piece. Yet again, here is a comedian believing they possess the requisite skill and material to hold an audience’s attention for longer than 10 minutes.

Her gossamer-thin routine, delivered unfortunately in a dull monotone and with a distinct lack of on-stage animation, lurches from discussing her and her family’s various food peccadilloes to joking about Zumba classes, to a silly audience participation quiz game that is the lazy, unimaginative comedian’s equivalent of that cheap, plastic, toy water pistol you use as a Christmas stocking filler just because you can’t be bothered giving anything more useful or appropriate.


Emma: Audiences deserve to be served the very best filet mignon, not Maccas with fries!


Stars: ½

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Review: Behind You! Behind You! April 5, 2012 *1/2

Written by Steve Dawson
By Outcast Theatre
At the Mechanics Institute Performing Arts Centre, Brunswick, until April 15, 2012
Reviewed by Joe Calleri on April 5, 2012
Stars: ★½
Published in Herald Sun on line on April 7, 2012


Behind You! Behind You!
Behind You! Behind You!
DURING this nightmarish show, one of the characters describes theatre critics as homophobes who demand gay theatre be about AIDS. 

I’m not, I don’t, but I do demand theatre be well written, well performed and entertaining. This show is none of those things.
One of the few positives of this show is its gorgeous set, costume and make-up design. Those elements deserve five stars.
The show is divided into two halves and suffers from a split personality.

The first half is a conventional, though restrained, pantomime-style fairy-tale for adults, with gay gags and double entendres.

The thin narrated tale describes the misadventures of a miller’s son who inherits a flatulent cat, Puss, and together they meet kings, queens, ogres and The Dame who hams it up and sings a couple of cute, original ditties.

After the 20-minute interval the actors re-appear to play the actors who performed in the pantomime.

The second half of the show - a dreary, humourless melodrama - goes like this: Kevin (who cross-dresses in burqas) and Ken were lovers.But Kevin is about to marry a woman, Roslyn, who was having sex with Donna (a cross-dressing man).

Then there’s Tony who is keen on Ken, who still loves Kevin, and Ian who’s had sex with Tony and is still keen on him. Kevin and Ken eventually re-kindle their love and walk off together, as do Roslyn and Donna, and Ian and Tony. Good grief!

The only way to get laughs from this drivel would be if the bar-tender slips you laughing gas with your chardonnay.

By Joe Calleri

Friday, April 6, 2012

LACHLAN MARR – ANGRY YOUNG MAN, April 4, 2012 *

ROBERT BURNS HOTEL, COLLINGWOOD, UNTIL APRIL 13, 2012
Reviewed by Joe Calleri on April 4, 2012
Stars: *

Lachlan’s not angry, just slightly miffed.

Lachlan Marr in Angry Young Man

Comedians should, metaphorically-speaking, learn to crawl before they walk, and walk before they run. Lachlan Marr’s debut, 35-minute, one-man stand-up show, Angry Young Man, represents a potentially bad stumble on his path to being a credible stand-up performer. Marr is a really nice bloke (we chatted before his show), but he’s just too young, too middle class, too reserved, too polite to be angry about anything in life.

Sadly, he also lacks sufficient high-quality material, and the requisite comedic skill to pull off any show longer than a 10-minute skit.

The performance is a series of ill-conceived, poorly structured, unsurely delivered, mild-mannered rants or passing observations on disparate topics including family members, drug-taking, super powers, inequality around the world, the end of the world, offensive slogans on t-shirts, and smoking, to name a few.

To save himself from living a life of comedic mediocrity, Marr should work with skilled comedy mentors, and immerse himself in the routines of truly angry observational comedians including Mike Wilmot, Wil Anderson, Lewis Black, and George Carlin.

By Joe Calleri

Matty Grey in Age-Less, April 4, 2012 ***1/2

At Northcote Town Hall until April 15
Reviewed by Joe Calleri
Published in Herald Sun on line on April 05, 2012
Stars: ***1/2
Matty Grey in Age-Less
Matty Grey in Age-Less

MATTY Grey’s new, 75-minute comedy show, Age-Less (which comes from Grey’s exhortation to the audience not to age), is designed for kids aged five to 12 years, plus their parents.

It succeeds due to its lack of pretention, shambolic simplicity (sight gags, fart and poo jokes never age), audience participation (myself included), a few sugary prizes for the kids, and an energetic, skilled kids’ entertainer who started off as a stand-up comic, and progressed to being a kids’ birthday entertainer.

If you can survive that job with your sanity intact, you can survive anything!

Grey greets his audience garishly dressed like the Mad Hatter (right down to the wonderful, purple top hat) and his more frenetic lost cousin.

The show has some flaws: it lacks coherent themes, suffers from loose writing and direction, and some gags fall flat, but who the heck cares when your kids are enjoying themselves so much wrapping a mum in toilet paper, singing happy birthday, or throwing pillows at each other and some parents during a mass pillow fight. Priceless!

On the day of this performance, the small Northcote theatre was overflowing, with some children and parents resorting to sitting on the aisles. So, parents, please arrive at the theatre on time to secure seats.

When your kids yell that something was “awesome”, you know you have a winner.Stars: ★★★½

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Comed-Oke' The Backpacker Show, April 3, 2012

Comed-Oke' The Backpacker Show

Fluid Oz Bar, Melbourne International Backpackers until April 2, 2012

Reviewed by Joe Calleri, Published in Herald Sun on line on April 05, 2012 11:29AM

Stars: ½

Comed-Oke' The Backpacker Show left a lot to be desired.

Comed-Oke'

HERE'S a word picture of my evening out last night: Tuesday night, six below-average comedians, an MC from St Albans, a bar in a backpackers hostel in Franklin St (complete with old, sticky carpet), pool-playing patrons, a dozen or so less than impressed audience members, and television screens showing Test cricket from the West Indies and a rugby league game.

This is Comed-Oke'. Pub comedy at its rawest. A mixed bag of first time, and supposedly established, male and female comics, performing mercifully brief five to 10-minute stand-up routines, doing their level best to crack a laugh, or even a smile from the tiny crowd. Most of the time, however, the jokes are rude, crude and flatter than pancakes.

The show earns half a star for the sheer bravado needed for anyone to get up on stage and perform, and because my wife used to be a stand up comedienne!

Stars:
½

Marney McQueen is a Rump Steak at a Vegan BBQ, April 3, 2012 ***

Chapel off Chapel, until April 1, 2012
Marney McQueen

Marney McQueen displays her bountiful singing and chameleon-like acting talents in her debut cabaret show. Pic supplied

DESPITE featuring in Hairspray as Velma Von Tussel and in more than 600 performances of Priscilla: Queen of the Desert, you may not know, or recognise, Marney McQueen.

Not surprising considering that, in those shows her hair and make-up rendered her unrecognisable. Regardless, she is a genuine musical theatre star, with a strong, clean, crisp voice, and impressive top register.

McQueen displays her bountiful singing and chameleon-like acting talents in her debut cabaret show, Marney McQueen is a Rump Steak at a Vegan BBQ.

The clever title of this show is a reference to McQueen’s seemingly accursed status as an attractive, straight, 30-something woman who works in the gay-dominated world of musical theatre.

Backed by a killer three-piece band (drums, bass, and piano), McQueen begins the first and most successful part of her show by singing clever, well-crafted, original songs (one sung to the tune of Barry Manilow’s Mandy) bemoaning her inability to meet straight men - either on or away from a show.

But, when McQueen morphs into red-necked, racist head of border security Karen Barnes, then into Raelene Dreggs (whose daughter, Shana, is incarcerated in Denpasar for drug smuggling)and finally as snakeskin leather-clad, peacock-plumed, Russian beautician Rosa Waxofski, this show jumps the shark, and never recovers.

While McQueen demonstrates she is a skilled, transformational actor, Barnes, Dreggs and Waxofski, are dislikeable, narcissistic characters, and, in my view, the show suffers badly from their toxic, unnecessary presence.

At 90 minutes in length, this show is 30 minutes too long. McQueen should stick to the successful core theme of the show, and give Barnes, Dreggs and Waxofski the boot.

Stars: ★★★

Valanga and Leo Dale in Big Game, April 3, 2012

at Footscray Community Arts Centre on April 3, 2012

Valanga and Leo Dale in Big Game

Valanga and Leo Dale in Big Game.

BIG Game – the title has no connection with the show’s content – is a gentle, undemanding show which blends silly but inoffensive humour, songs and instrumental tracks for its target audience of parents with children aged under 10, and slightly older school groups.

This show has, apparently, been touring schools throughout Australia since 2000.

The two performers are South-African born Valanga Khoza and the immaculately-dressed, white-suited Leo Dale.

During the 65-minute running time of the performance (my inner child became quickly bored, and was thrilled when the show did not reach its advertised 120 minutes running time), they demonstrate themselves to be talented, versatile musicians.

Valanga plays African drum, Jew’s Harp, a tiny sliver of paper (how did he do that?), a length of garden hose, a small, stringed musical box, guitar and a coffee container.

Dale also plays the sliver of paper, the flute, the big, baritone saxophone, and the soprano saxophone. I cannot fault their first-class musicianship.

But this show lacks content, real engagement with the young audience, dramaturgy and a cohesive narrative. The final question and answer session is superfluous.

Stars: ★★

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Tom Gleeson, April 2, 2012 ***1/2

Melbourne Town Hall until April 22, 2012
tom gleeson

Tom Gleeson is performing his show Good One at the Comedy Festival. Supplied

HE may look and dress like your child's maths teacher (his own admission) but few teachers are blessed with Tom Gleeson's rapid-fire delivery, razor-sharp wit and assured stage presence.

In Good One, the thirty-something comic cheered us with insightful, hilarious and often scathing observations on the minutiae of everyday life.

From views on news and current affairs (the Gillard/Rudd spat, Aussies being arrested for buying drugs in Bali, stopping cyber-bullying by turning off your computer), to becoming a first-time father and travelling on a comedy cruise with your parents, Gleeson reveals himself to be the thinking man’s stand-up comic.

While these are issues that most audiences will easily relate to, few would have the openness and courage to speak about them as Gleeson does in his fine, polished routine. With clever, well-crafted comedy material and skilful timing, it's no surprise Gleeson's star continues to rise and rise.

Stick around to the very end of the routine and be surprised as Gleeson’s mum, Annette, graces the stage for her own four-minute stand-up routine.

Stars: ★★★½