Tuesday, May 6, 2014

Goosebumps #52: How I Learned To Fly Review

How I Learned To Fly is the black sheep in the Goosebumps family because it just doesn't seem to belong in a series of horror books. Confused? So am I. Let's explain, shall we? Oh, I should remind you all. Like the other Goosebumps reviews, this is a comprehensive story review, meaning HERE THERE BE SPOILERS.

Those birds are the scariest things about this book, and they're not even in the book!


Right away we're introduced to our main characters. You've got Jack, the protagonist, who was given a nice heterosexual name like Jack. (50 points to you if you actually get that reference).  Jack is always in competition with another boy named Wilson, who is constantly one-upping him in everything they do. Wilson wins at everything, well except for names, and I'm guessing that Wilson tries to tell everybody that his name was inspired by Woodrow Wilson to make up for the fact that it's a crap name, but little does he know, Woodrow Wilson was a terrible president and it's much more likely that his parents happened to see Cast Away on TNT a week before he was born. 

Ladies and gents, the man who beats you at everything.

They compete over everything, but mostly do contests to see who can impress Mia, the prettiest girl in school, more. Mia proves that RL Stine knows nothing about statistics because attractiveness is not a measurable thing and is purely based on opinion, so it's probably just coincidence that both Jack and Wilson have the hots for Mia. 

Competitions happen: Jack gets a new 10 speed bike and loses in a race against Wilson and his equally new (yet somehow shinier) mountain bike. Also, these kids must live in the most boring town in the world since apparently a cat being stuck up a tree is cause for the entire population to crowd around the scene as Wilson climbs the tree and gets the cat down. So this all seems pretty silly so far, right? Where are the scary parts? You might be expecting Jack to go to a scientist who turns him into a monster so he can exact revenge on Wilson and then he can't turn back into a human, or something like that....but you're probably smarter than RL Stine, too. Just wait. 

Mia has a birthday party and Jack gets her a CD from the band The Purple Roses, because RL Stine once saw an emo kid in a preteen romance movie holding a purple rose and he liked how it looked. However, this gift is thrown out the window when Wilson gives Mia two tickets to a Purple Roses concert. This makes Jack pout for a while in the corner like a little baby man. OOH! But after that, THE BEST PART OF ANY BOOK EVER happens. You're not gonna believe this, but I can assure you that it happened and that RL Stine had to have been blasted out of his mind when he wrote this part. Wilson brings out a Twister mat and tells everyone that he's trained his dog Terminator (yes, that's actually the dog's name) to spin the color wheel. Then the dog conveniently waltzes into the room holding the color wheel and spins it with it's paw like a little doggie DJ! Ladies and gentlemen, this is the closest thing that we'll ever get to a Parappa The Rapper novel! 

No, I will not play Blurred Lines. Stop asking.

Jack loses at Twister to Wilson and then rage quits the party, despite Mia urging him to stay. Jack runs off towards the beach crying and there he comes across the plot convenience shack. He goes into the shack and it decided that he's too fat to be on this plane and he falls through the floorboards and into the basement. There, he finds a book that's of course entitled Flying Lessons. Then some rats come swarming out of the wall and instead of trying to walk around them, like any sane person would, Jack just simply stomps all over them like Donald Trump does to kittens for sexual pleasure until he finds the stairs leading out of the basement. 

Back at home, the book tells Jack about how to make a food substance that will let him fly at will. Guys, just guess what the main ingredient of the flying potion is. No, just guess. If you guessed yeast, then congratulations, you just won the Punmaster award because as the book conveniently explains, yeast rises! .....ha. So Jack mixes the yeast with some strange blue powder that came with the book, which totally isn't just blue food-colored crack, and that's when some more dog shenanigans happen. Jack's dog eats some of the food and then starts to float up and out of his house. Jack quickly eats some of the food as well and catches his dog. Now that Jack has a proper way to show Wilson that he's one of the cool kids, Jack decides that he'll fly over to the park where Mia is to show her, but not before a few pages of Jack fluttering through the breeze and enjoying his new mutated hollow bones that aren't mentioned in the book but they totally should be because having hollow bones like a bird would be pretty freaking sweet. 

When Jack shows up at the park to show Mia his flying styles, Wilson FLYS into the park and casually joins the conversation like nothing happened. 


So Wilson can fly too? Well, you might as well just kill yourself now, Jack. It's over, you can't top that. Wilson explains that he was spying on Jack when he made the flying food and then ate some himself. After a few dropped jaws by Jack and me pausing from reading to contemplate why Wilson would ever need to spy on a kid who he already beats in everything, Wilson excuses himself because he has tennis practice, which means that Jack beats Wilson in the "manly enough to realize that tennis is a gay sport" contest. Mia tells Jack that she wants to fly too and Jack goes back home to get the book, which has now disappeared. 

Jack reasons that his parents threw it out during spring cleaning, but it's more likely that the book just didn't like being cooped up in the garage so it flew away. When he returns to the park and tells Mia he can't find the book, she says that she didn't really want to fly anyway, which is a lie because everyone wants to be Batman. Okay, you've made it this far, but here's where the book gets even weirder. 

A few days later, Wilson announces to everyone at school that he has a race planned for him and Jack, which apparently is good enough to get the entire student body out of class when it happens because they all show up outside of the gym to see the race. Wilson and Jack fly-race each other and RL Stine wins because this book actually made him money. Wilson wins again. 

After the race, Wilson gets his own TV show about him flying while Jack gets stuck with the booby prize. What's behind curtain number 2, Johnny? It's two weeks of torturous experimentation at the hands of government scientists! What a fantastic prize! When Jack is released, he is told of a sponsored flying race between him and Wilson in which the winner will receive one million dollars by an anonymous donor. When the race begins, Wilson zooms off into the sky and Jack falls off the starting platform because he suddenly can't fly anymore. 

I'm using too many memes in this review...

Jack returns to his previous, boring normal life and Wilson becomes an international celebrity. Boy, that was an anticlimactic ending, wasn't it? But wait there's more! In the final chapter, Jack informs the reader that he only faked not being able to fly and he can still do it. He says that he still likes to occasionally sneak out at night and fly around in the Malibu breeze and apparently this book takes place in Malibu and I had no idea until the final chapter told me so. Jack is happy now because he gets to spend more and more quality time with Mia and for once, he's actually happy that he lost to Wilson. Daaaaawwwwwww. What a pwecious wittle ending. As you can see, this book is much more fantasy/drama than it is horror. In fact, I don't think that there was any speck of horror elements in this book, and I'm okay with that because for what it is, How I Learned To Fly is one of the best entries in the Goosebumps series. I give it nine out of ten lines of "mysterious blue flying powder".

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Metallica: Through The Never (2013) Review

Okay, so I'm kind of cheating with this one because it's got almost no elements of horror in it at all, and it's really just a concert that occasionally cuts to a side plot outside of the stadium, but who cares? IT'S F*CKING METALLICA!



Let's start this off with a bit of history. I've always liked Metallica. I remember hearing Enter Sandman on the radio a lot when I was younger, even though the song came out 4 years before I was born. However, I didn't really get into them until their 2008 album, Death Magnetic came out. When I got that album, I was hooked. A lot of fans will say that it's one of their worst albums, and now that I've heard almost all of their stuff, yeah, I agree with that. But that's another story. When I got Death Magnetic, I instantly went out and bought some of Metallica's other albums, including Ride The Lightning, which I consider to be one of my all-time favorite albums and their best album overall. From that point on, I was headbanging to James Hetfield's wailing, yet scratchy voice, Kirk Hammett's blazing guitar solos, Cliff Burton/Rob Trujillo (I pretend Jason Newsted didn't happen)'s booming bass riffs, and Lars Ulrich's amazing-in-the-studio-but-sloppy-on-stage drum beats. Needless to say, Metallica is one of my all-time favorite bands, so when I heard that they were making a huge movie around their music, complete with live concert footage, I couldn't wait. But I did wait. I waited 8 long months until it came out on Netflix because unfortunately, the movie only played in IMAX theaters and where I live, the closest IMAX theater is 50 miles away. However, when I did see it a few nights ago, I absolutely loved it. Allow me to elaborate. 

Dane DeHaan: Also known for playing The Green Goblin in The Amazing Spider-Man 2. Yes, really.

This movie is 75% footage from a huge Metallica concert, and 25% side plot involving a young roadie who is tasked with travelling across town to get a duffel bag that the band needs ASAP from a broken down van, all while facing some sort of apocalyptic riot that the townspeople are staging against the local police. Now, with a name like Metallica plastered onto the title, you'd expect this sub plot to be big, epic, and full of violence. And while it is full of violence, it also isn't very grandiose. The roadie never speaks a single line, aside from the occasional grunt when he's being assaulted by a group of thugs or a war cry when he's facing off against the movie's main antagonist. 

"Hetfield said they're the ones behind St. Anger! GET 'EM, BOYS!"

Speaking of the film's main antagonist, that's where the small element of horror is found in this movie. The main antagonist is a gasmask-sporting rebel on a black horse who goes around the riot scenes hanging people in creative ways. This guy seems to pop up at the strangest times, when you don't expect him to show up, and multiple times in the movie, he's seen and then disappears for a while, leaving you in suspense until the next time he decides to come after the roadie again. The roadie's name is Trip, but that's never said in the movie, just the credits, and it really doesn't matter at all, since we never hear him speak. Did I mention why the crazy horse man is after Trip? No? Oh, you're gonna love this. When Trip first sees the horse man, he gets angry for no reason whatsoever and chucks a brick at his head. That's it. Trip hit him in the head with a brick. That's this film's excuse for the main antagonist being the main antagonist. Whatever, I'll forgive them since he looks badass.

My Bloody Valentine, eat your heart out.

Okay, now that I've talked about the subplot, let's move on to the REAL crowd-pleaser in this movie: THE CONCERT. I've never been to a Metallica concert myself, but I'm absolutely certain that this is as close to the real thing as I'm ever gonna get (especially if those ticket prices keep going up like they are). The concert is amazing. The band plays on a huge stage that transforms around them and brings out huge props for every song they play. Cross tombstones came out of the ground during Master Of Puppets, a giant chair and 4 Tesla coils came down from the ceiling during Ride The Lightning, and laser lights simulated a helicopter shooting it's machine gun down onto the stage at the beginning of One. It was truly a spectacle to watch. Of course, the band members knew that they were filming a movie, so they tried extra hard to make it seem like they were enjoying themselves and giving the crowd a good time. I know for a fact that Lars Ulrich and Kirk Hammett are sick and tired of playing so many shows and they don't usually look so happy and energetic on stage. 

"If any of you illegally download this movie, I will personally come to your house and shoot you!"

There was one small moment near the end of the movie where a fake "accident" happens on stage and the entire stage collapses. It's so obviously fake, but it didn't really bother me that much. Just a minor grievance. All it did was act as a segue into the band bringing out generic amps and playing with one light on stage like they were in a garage. It did set the stage nicely for Hit The Lights, the most famous song off their first album.

They didn't invite me to play a song that I helped write....

Everything else about this movie was fantastic. The concert was incredible, the sub plot was pretty original and nicely directed, and the guys in Metallica can still shred their hearts out, despite being in their 50's. The only complaint I have is that they never showed what was in that duffle bag that Trip has to bring back. A couple of fan theories say that it's the new Metallica album, others think that it's the soul of Metallica's late bassist Cliff Burton, since the movie was released on the same date as when he died in a bus crash. Personally, I think that the bag was full of cheeseburgers. Those guys have gotta be hungry after playing a huge show like that! Overall, Metallica: Through The Never is one of the best concert movies I've ever seen, and even though there's almost no horror in it, I'm still gonna publish this blog post to Synester Light's Monster Masquerade and there's nothing you can do about it. I give Metallica: Through The Never 9 Metallica fans chanting "die" during the bridge of Creeping Death out of a possible 10. Go check this out if you're a fan of the band, and even if you're not a fan, the sub plot is still pretty enjoyable.

They didn't play Leper Messiah and that is unacceptable. 0/10. Worst movie ever.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

The Messengers (2007) Review

What do you get when you mix Kristen Stewart (the discount Emma Roberts), Dylan McDermott (the poor man's Joaquin Phoenix), and a plot that is trying waaaaay too hard to be The Grudge? I'm glad you asked! The answer is the huge mess of a movie known as The Messengers!



This film has a 12% on RottenTomatoes. Now, twelve is better than a lot of movies, but it's still not low enough for this piece of garbage. If it were up to me, this poopfest would get a 4%. The only thing keeping it from being a 0% is that Kristen Stewart is kinda hot.

Let's get right down to it. This movie is an obvious ripoff of The Grudge that features a mother and son who die and haunt the house that they were killed in. Except that this time, the house is on a farm instead of in the middle of Florida. The entire movie is Kristen Stewart seeing the ghost kid and the ghost mom and getting scared. THAT'S IT. The climax is some stupid plot twist that I'm not even gonna tell you because a plot twist this stupid should be experienced first hand. The ghosts are more like zombies and they come out of the walls and floor through mud that's imaginary one minute and then real the next. It's a confusing mess and it's just a dumb idea. Mud people aren't scary!

I've never seen a more appropriate title.

The ghost zombie things occasionally crawl around on the floor and ceiling and it looks like the director just pulled some guy off the street, gave him an action figure of the ghosts and told him to move them around in front of the camera. It's stop motion in the movie, but it's just so jerky and unnatural. That might be what they were going for, but it just looks so dang stupid.

Did I scare you, mister? No? Oh, okay....

It's scary how unscary this movie was. The movie is full of cheap jump scares with no buildup whatsoever and did I mention that there are 6(!) jump scares within the first ten minutes of the film? BECAUSE THERE ARE SIX JUMP SCARES IN THE FIRST TEN MINUTES OF THIS FREAKING FILM! 
Now's when you're expecting me to say something about how the acting was good. Nope. Kristen Stewart underacts as usual, Dylan McDermott is a mess of overacting and the other characters were so wooden that I barely even remember them. Yes, they were more wooden than Kristen Stewart. I know, I didn't believe it either.

"Oh no! Not the Twilight fanfiction authors!"

The plain fact is that this movie has no plot, no scares, no structure, no originality, and not a single ounce of good anywhere in it. Here's a fun fact: The first time I watched this movie was 2 days ago, when it randomly popped up on FOX and I had nothing better to do. I had no intention of watching it when it came out in theaters because in 2007, all 13-year-old Synester was concerned with was acting like the biggest hip-hop poser on earth in front of all the black people at his school. Middle school was not fun. But that's another story. 

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

All in all, The Messengers is a terrible mess of a movie that should never be viewed by anyone at any time. You're far better off with the movie that this movie is trying too hard to copy, The Grudge. I give this movie 1 ominous crow out of a possible 10. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm gonna go listen to the new Whitechapel album that just came out today.

Phil Bozeman is the best screamer of all time. No contest.