Review: The Conjuring 2

Called out of a brief retirement imposed by a bedraggled Lorraine Warren (Vera Farmiga), she and husband Ed (Patrick Wilson) embark on a paranormal investigation in Merry Old England. It’s 1977 and not long after the two achieved notoriety for being at the center of goings-on in Amityville, New York. The Warrens are together again with director James Wan, as they were in the first Conjuring. What results is not merely the rare worthy sequel, but the even rarer sequel that actually tops the original.

Wan (Insidious, Saw) not only knows his way around a horror film, he’s an absolute master of the creation of sets that give a film like Conjuring 2 a stark and indelible foundation. Coupled with supple tracking shots and just the right soundtrack emphases and you’ve got one helluva scary movie. Fine acting doesn’t hurt either. Madison Wolfe, as Janet Hodgson, the 13-year-old who must endure the film’s many horrors, and Frances O’Connor as her frazzled mom, Peggy, augment the again excellent Farmiga and Wilson (it’s Wilson’s third consecutive effort with Wan).

The screenplay is oddly familiar yet doesn’t cross the line into overfamiliar. Jolts are pretty much kept fresh and devoid of any spoiling telegraphing. Loosely based on a real-life incident in London, Wan has on board as a consultant the real-life Lorraine Warren. Moving furniture, a TV that changes stations on its own, possessed toys, and a gravelly, rasping demon repeatedly usurping Hodgson’s voice, are just some of the fun and games here.

Veteran character actors Franka Potente and Simon McBurney play a pair of dueling skeptic/proponent supporting players. As usual, the Church can only be called in to provide an exorcist if a scam has been ruled out. Part of Ed Warren’s arsenal is a handy cross which he wields like a handgun. Yet, as usual, his wife’s perceptions provide the most reliant tool. Lorraine’s not feeling anything at first. Farmiga, always a convincing actress, will evolve Lorraine into a quite a higher level of involvement before she, and Wan, are through. By then, chills cascade like so many haunted-house muscle memories while Wan’s camera travels into untempered territories.

Wan Wins Again….4 stars (out of 5)

Review: Weiner

Don Malvasi

As personality traits go, Anthony Weiner is presumably in a high-90s percentile in both weakness of will and strength of ambition. Unfortunately, the former character flaw ends up winning. As the documentary Weiner proves, it was a highly competitive and compellingly entertaining battle to the very end.

The film continually provides scenes where the clashing dynamics are at war. After a preamble covering his feisty seven-term Congressional career, the film essentially begins with the scandal that led to Weiner’s resignation in 2011. Embarrassing online compromising photos proved too much to overcome. Yet Weiner resurfaces just two years later in a head-first foray into running for mayor of New York City. Weiner leads the primary field, only to have more photos surface from dates after his resignation.

What emerges is often raw footage that gets to the very core of Weiner’s relationship with his forgiving wife, Huma Abedin. A very public figure herself as a leading aide to Hillary Clinton, Abedin not only stays in the marriage, but actually takes an active role in the campaign. Until the second set of revelations hit.

Abedin learns about the new bombshells from the press rather than Weiner and her tone changes drastically. Since she is no longer willing to appear with him, Weiner must resort to bringing his very young son along as a surrogate prop to the voting booth on Election Day. Despite a turn in the polling, Weiner has pressed on for the rest of the campaign despite long odds.

“What is wrong with you,” MSNBC host Lawrence O’Donnell repeats like a mantra as Weiner tries various methods to fight him off on a one-on-one TV interview creepily done not face-to-face but from different cities. Plenty is the obvious answer. Yet there is plenty right about the legacy of Anthony Weiner as well.

Weiner’s popularity in the mayoral campaign prior to the revelations is stunning and remarkable yet we understand it given the charisma displayed. Also superb is his ability to gauge necessary strategy options, lead his advisors, and generally march on with unbridled enthusiasm and drive, even after it becomes essentially hopeless.

When co-director Josh Kriegman asks Weiner onscreen why he actually permitted him to film what amounted to some very stark personal moments between Weiner and Abedin, and Weiner and various staffers, the question isn’t answered directly. Yet viewing this excellent documentary, it is very evident that the winners here are the very citizens who alternately loved, then failed to come to grips with Weiner. After learning from the Bill Clinton scandal that great public deeds can supersede deplorable private ones, we can now update that thinking with the notion that there are limits to the permissible private hells of public officials.

The Mayor of Compromising Photoland….Regular Filmgoers: 4 Stars (out of 5)…Political Junkies: 5 stars (out of 5)

Review: Popstar

Don Malvasi

Light, irreverent, occasionally hilarious, yet toothless and oddly worshipful of pop music’s fakeness, Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping amuses until it doesn’t anymore. Numbing inanities inch out clever spoofs. Andy Samberg and Sarah Silverman’s talents attempt to outweigh flabby one-joke riffs that go on too long. The whole thing is a tossup between clever and silly. Clever tries real hard but doesn’t stand much of a chance. If this mockumentary is another This Is Spinal Tap, Money Monsters is Dog Day Afternoon.

The film’s highlights and, simultaneously, its lowlights, include a rap sendup on the assassination of Bin Laden, a unique wedding proposal between Samberg and Imogen Poots involving the singer Seal and a pack of wolves, and celebrity artists Qwestlove, Usher and others offering onscreen testimonials on the influence of The Style Boyz, Samberg’s Beastie Boys-gone-Seventeen Magazine formulative rap group.

Everyone from Justin Timberlake to Michael Bolton to Mariah Carey is on board. At the core of the merry mess is Samberg and Lonely Island partners in crime Jorma Taccone and Akiva Schaffer, both of who co-directed. The three lads co-wrote the screenplay and also portray the aforementioned Style Boyz, popular forerunners to the more calculated solo career of Conner4Real (Samberg). Their hit is “The Donkey Roll,” which somehow manages to be as lame as it sounds, dumdum choreography notwithstanding.

Popstar: Never Stop Never Stopping pays lip service to spoofing its subject but can’t resist kissing its ass. I had a little fun but felt afterward an immediate need to either listen to a real band or watch a real satire.

This Is Banal Tap….2.5 (out of 5) stars