…directed by Ruben Fleischer, written by Rhett Reese and Paul Wernick, starring Jesse Eisenberg, Woody Harrelson, Emma Stone, and Abigail Breslin. Zombieland is a light-hearted buddy comedy about the eventual Zombie apocalypse that will consume us all. It begins with the standard zombie premise with which we’ve grown accustomed – a horrible viral infection turns people into ravening beasts and all hell breaks loose. We learn from our narrator Columbus (Eisenberg) the rules to surviving in Zombieland, including 1) cardio, 2) the double-tab, and 3) seatbelts.
Columbus, it turns out, is the kind of young guy with a lengthy list of phobias and a penchant for World of Warcraft. This actually serves him well, because he’s so cautious and paranoid he’s managed to avoid most of the mistakes that seem to have befallen the rest of the populace. When he meets up with Tallahassee (Harrelson), he find a complete opposite in nearly every trait. Tallahassee is fearless, somewhat careless, and an absolute zombie-crushing machine. It’s your standard end-of-days odd couple, and fortunately for the viewer, the two actors have a good sense of timing and chemistry.
The two men soon meet up with a young woman called Witchita (Stone) and her twelve-year-old sister, Little Rock (Breslin). These ladies eventually convince the crew to head for L.A. (why anyone would want to go to an urban area in a true zombie infestation is beyond me). Read more »

The Informant! has been marketed as Matt Damon clowning in the cornfields – a shrewd move on the part of Warner Brothers. But anyone who knows how Steven Soderbergh works will realize it’s a little more complicated and darker than that. The movie provides an ironic examination of a landmark price-fixing case from right here in central Illinois. Yes, everyone form around Beemsville remembers those strange days 15 years past, when good ol’ ADM found themselves with the hand in the lyceine-cookie jar. And we also remember how those articles in the Decatur Herald & Review kept rolling out, each one making the government’s star witness Mark Whitacre seem stranger and more crooked.
Inglourious Basterds is a Tarintino World War II film. For some (like yours truly), that’s enough to get us in the theater all by itself. The movie has the typical QT tropes: revenge fantasy, spaghetti western homage, awesomely conceived musical score, foot fetishism, internal film history references, and archetypal genre characters. There’s humor – black humor, subtle humor, clever dialogue humor. There are iconic filmed sequences. Oh, and the violence, of course, waiting there for you like a mugger in the dark.
It’s not only interesting for the historical perspective, but also in how the events affect Marji, her family, and her values as she grows to adulthood. She starts off wanting to become a communist like her famous Uncle, and chases the son of military commander through the streets with sticks as a child. As a teen she becomes more outspoken and rebellious (don’t we all), which eventually leads to her parents hurriedly shipping her to a family friend in Vienna to prevent her arrest by the cultural police. When Marji returns to Tehran several years later, having survived the 80’s western cultural scene and a nearly fatal stint of homelessness, she does so with a renewed appreciation for familial and cultural bonds. She tries to live her life in accordance with the ever more stifling dictates of Iran’s cleric-controlled government, but even after a stint with depression followed by renewed intellectual curiosity at the university, Marji just can’t quite resign herself to the reality of life in Iran.
Will is the kind of kid who fills up notebooks with sketches, little animation cells, and the beginnings of stories, and he soon turns his mind to creating scenes for his movie. Lee is the kind of kid who steals what he needs to film a scene and thinks it’s cool to goad Will into doing his own stunts. Both of them are lonely for various reasons and both of them are fatherless – Will’s having died of an aneurysm and Lee’s having gone to the store and never come back.

