Blu-ray Tuesday: ‘MAD MAX: FURY ROAD’, ‘I’LL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS’, ‘GOOD KILL’ and ‘THE D TRAIN’

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Preston Barta // Features Editor


MAD MAX: FURY ROAD | 120 min | Rated R
Director: George Miller
Cast: Tom Hardy, Charlize Theron, Nicholas Hoult, Hugh Keays-Byrne, Zoë Kravitz, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Riley Keough, Abbey Lee, Courtney Eaton and Josh Helman

Just when you thought the recent wave of rebooted franchises had run out of gas, along comes MAD MAX: FURY ROAD— George Miller’s non-stop concerto of clanking iron, splattering blood and broken bones.

When the theaters were last graced with a MAD MAX film (BEYOND THUNDERDOME starring Mel Gibson in the title role), Madonna’s “Like a Virgin” topped Billboard, Ronald Reagan was president and disco was still dying. Miller’s grand return over three decades later features new tools of absurdity, an even madder Max, and a much grander exploration of the post-apocalyptic wasteland that is Earth.

In FURY ROAD, audiences return once more to a shattered humanity in a stark desert landscape. Amidst the chaos, there are two rebels who just might be able to restore order: Max Rockatansky (a silent-but-deadly Tom Hardy), the mad man of action wrestling with his dark past; and Imperator Furiosa (a showstopping Charlize Theron), a woman seeking nothing but a return to her childhood homeland known simply as “the green place.”

As a fan of MAD MAX films, the franchise’s inventiveness and artistry still holds strong, going even further than anyone could have ever imagined with the help of modern gadgets and CGI. Strange weapons and contraptions abound anew: road warriors throw explosive spears with reckless abandon at large, rumbling cars and tanks that spit fire out of their exhaust. It’s otherworldly and quite the fitting spectacle. There is no such thing as “too much” in the desolate landscape Miller has created. While occasionally weird and often over-the-top, the absurdity works wonderfully in service to the renewed wasteland.
– Preston Barta


I’LL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS | 102 min | Rated R
Director: Brett Haley
Cast: Blythe Danner, Martin Starr, Sam Elliott, Rhea Perlman, Mary Kay Place and June Squibb

This bittersweet drama directed by Brett Haley and starring Blythe Danner opened this year’s Dallas International Film Festival, and it kicked it off in a big way.

The story tells of a widow named Carol (Danner) who is forced to confront her fears about love, family, and death. After her routine is broken, Carol makes new friends (Martin Starr) and decides to start dating again (Sam Elliot).

I’LL SEE YOU IN MY DREAMS received rave reviews from its premiere at Sundance back in January, and the same praise carried over in Dallas. It showcased felt performances and proved that even if things get bad in life, there’s always greatness in the world.
– Preston Barta

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GOOD KILL | 102 min | Rated R
Director: Andrew Niccol
Cast: Ethan Hawke, January Jones, Zoë Kravitz, Bruce Greenwood and Jake Abel

GOOD KILL reunites director Andrew Niccol with Ethan Hawke. Previously, they worked together in an excellent sci-fi film titled GATTACA (1997). GATTACA brought up many social issues while also being an entertaining film, and this is exactly what GOOD KILL is. It brings up many significant issues, but it’s also an extremely well-made and well-acted feature.

GOOD KILL is a war-drama about a family man (Ethan Hawke) who questions whether using drones is an effective way of fighting combat.

This is a thought-provoking piece with real human characters with real moral conflict. It doesn’t pull any punches by any means, as it shows the sheer ugliness of war and its ambiguities. It also forces the viewer to think about so many issues, such as the drone program, combat in general, and post-traumatic stress disorder. It’s powerful, haunting and well worth renting.
– Preston Barta

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THE D TRAIN | 97 min | Rated R
Director: Andrew Mogel and Jarrad Paul
Cast: Jack Black, James Marsden, Kathryn Hahn, Jeffrey Tambor, Mike White and Kyle Bornheimer

In the comedy THE D TRAIN, a specific event occurs that completely changes the trajectory of the film’s tone, context, and comedic perspective. Jack Black and James Marsden play opposite each other in two off-kilter performances that have the intensely likable actors playing two insufferable characters.

Imagine the random guy on Facebook from high school that’s obsessed with re-hashing the past and is straight up thirsty for attention of any kind– that’s Dan Landsman (Black), who’s in the process of planning his 20-year reunion with the iron-fisted intensity of a Dark Ages tyrant. Well, he’s not that bad, but just realize that he’s super annoying to his former classmates with his possessive attitude and “try-hard” mentality. Black lures the paunchy Dan to hammy comic relief that becomes putty in his own hands but retracts that affable grin into crippling guilt– and you have to commend co-directors Jarrad Paul and Andrew Mogel for pushing the boundaries.

With their experiences in both studio and independent projects, these filmmakers know how to play both sides of the industry coin (they previously co-wrote the comedy YES MAN along with Nicolas Stoller). They have discovered that blending the best of both worlds can lead the audience into the unknown with eclectic humor and deep character moments.

THE D TRAIN has a lot of panache and a solid vision. However, in the end, it just can’t quite stick the landing in the film’s final minutes. The jokes become too broad when we get to the impending reunion, and it’s unrealistic conclusion is an isolating experience that will divide audiences.
– Cole Clay

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Preston Barta

Hello, there! My name is Preston Barta, and I am the features editor of Fresh Fiction and senior film critic at the Denton Record-Chronicle. My cinematic love story began where I was born: off planet on the isolated desert world of the Jakku system. It's there I passed the time scavenging for loose parts with my good friend Rey. One day I found an old film projector and a dusty reel of the 1975 film JAWS. It rocked my world so much that I left my kinfolk in the rearview (I so miss their morning cups of green milk) to pursue my dreams of writing about film. It wasn't long until I met two gents who said they would give me a lift. I can't recall their names, but one was an older man who liked to point a lot and the other was a tall, hairy fella. They got me as far as one of Jupiter's moons where we crossed paths with the U.S.S. Enterprise. Some pointy-eared bastard said I was clear to come aboard. He saw that I was clutching my beloved shark movie and invited me to the "moving pictures room" where he was screening the 1993 film JURASSIC PARK to his crew. He said my life would be much more prosperous if I were familiar with more work by the god named Steven Spielberg. From there, my love for cinema blossomed. Once we reached planet Earth, everything changed. I found the small town of Denton, TX, and was welcomed into the Barta family. They showed me the writings of local film critic Boo Allen. He became my hero and caused me to chase a degree in film and journalism. After my studies at graduate of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, I met some film critics who showed me the ropes and got me into my first press screening: 2011's THE GREEN LANTERN. Don't worry; I recovered just fine. MAD MAX: FURY ROAD was only four years away.