Arts & Entertainment Wes Anderson Delivers Another Classic Review of The Darjeeling Limited By Duncan DeLorenzi Peas prescriptions for symbiotic trust, three brothers make their way across India, purposefully integrating themselves within the extraordinarily rich colorfulness of their surroundings. Owen Wilson does a bang-up job (literally) of playing Francis, the older brother of Peter (Adrian Brody) and Jack (Jason Schwartzman) in Wes Anderson’s latest saga of family dysfunction. After a long absence, the three brothers meet on the film’s nominally titled train, The Darjeeling Limited. Ostensibly they seek to reconnect after their father’s death and become closer by sharing a spiritual experience. However, it soon becomes clear that Francis, the eldest brother, has bigger, more elaborate plans. In trying to keep things organized and focused Francis— CORNERS. : trade and withhold secrets from om carried by Indians trailing silently with the help of his personal assistant, During their travels, Jack, a another and become cotangled with behind the brothers as they run to keep Brendan (Wallace Wolodarsky) —has troubled ‘waiter, is constantly using locals while breaking the train’s rules, up their commitments, clearly indicates composed an excessively detailed travel his girlfriend’s password to call and the Chief Steward (Waris Ahluwalia) that sometimes it’s best just to let go itinerary for the three to follow. Not- secretly check her voice messages. becomes more and more frustrated with _and be free of all that accumulated so-coincidentally, the train is headed is In the meantime Peter, distressed their antics, eventually tossing them off baggage. towards the Himalayas, where the boys’ and anguished and running from the train altogether. Anderson’s vivid Wes Anderson is a true artist mother has run away from the family his pregnant wife, contemplates his and imaginative attention to detail with and anyone who is a fan of his will to becomes nen in a Soild Catholic impending fatherhood. As the brothers regards to set design and art direction undoubtedly enjoy this film. is on par with his previous work (Rushmore, The Life Aquatic, and The Royal Tenenbaums) and well worth the price of admission. Though steadily paced and persistently humorous, the film’s hilarity is juxtaposed with tragedy in such a clever, delicate way that at times I was unsure of just what kind of expression was on my face as I sat in my seat. The rapid and fleeting appearance of Bill Murray’s wonderfully sour mug and Natalie Portman’s not-so-sour one only add to the chaos and unusualness of the scenery. Ultimately, this film—like all of Wes Anderson’s movies—is about family and the idiosyncratic nature of the relationships that keep them together. The presence of the colorful and detailed suitcases and trunks, often Extinctinon? Here’s [i Hoping... Review of Resident Evil: Extinction By Jeff Hammersmark A. is usually the case, my girlfriend and I walked into the movie theater to catch the latest gore-fest. It’s a lot easier for her to convince me to see one of her horror films than it is for me to convince her to watch the latest documentary or artsy-fartsy drama. So, what was on the menu this time? Resident Evil: Extinction. Milla Jovovich once again plays the mysterious Alice, and this time she’s hiding in the Nevada desert. The Umbrella Corporation reprises its role as the antagonist. Add thousands of poorly acted undead and you’ve got your typical Resident Evil movie. No surprises here. I actually quite enjoyed the first movie in the series: the soundtrack was solid, and the action sequences were fresh and really pulled you into the movie. That said, Extinction is still a complete nightmare, and definitely not in the “On Elm Street” sense. When I heard the music for the opening sequence, I thought I was at least in for another musical treat. On top of that, the first ten minutes were actually pretty interesting, so by this point of the movie I was feeling pretty optimistic about the next hour and 12 a half. Well, it was minutes 11 through 91 that left a sour taste in my mouth. The plot was nowhere to be seen, the action scenes were stale, the acting was sub-par at best, except for Jovovich, and the script was so bad I seriously had to think about whether or not I’d trade places with a root canal patient. No joke, I mean that with every fiber of my being. At least the dentist could have numbed my pain. Extinction is predictable, repetitive, plain stupid at some points, and worst of all, boring throughout. Every time I thought, “here’s a chance for this movie to redeem itself,” it simply got worse. As if I couldn’t give this movie any more of a scathing review, I end by informing you that the last 15 minutes of the movie are the worst, and let’s just say that by this point, you'll be jealous of what happens to one of the unfortunate victims of the “last boss” in the movie. Two out of ten, but only because Le Immortal Ad Vitam deserves to be the only movie ever to get a one out of ten. Go rent Flubber. Wrestle a skunk. Anything but this. Sey DENT VIL: PINCT VO)