ARMY OF THE DEAD by Zack Snyder a 2021 film review

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SELLING CARS

 

Stanley Wilson rolled into the driveway of his dealership, Stanley Wilson Ford. He sold both used as well as new vehicles, mainly the Ford brand pickups and SUVs. Stanley had been at it for about fifteen years picking up from where his father left off. He had been making a good living at it, but the past six months had found him and the dealership taking a gradual loss each month, and he was determined to come to the end of the year to find the books in the black, and everything paid off. 

He parked his Mercedes in the back of the building and walked around, unlocking the doors. He was always the first to show up each day, finding the quiet of the building and the new car smell refreshing. He started up a pot of coffee to brew and sat in his office reading the morning paper; it was 7:30 a.m. 

As he read the paper and sipped a cup of coffee, he stopped for a second to look over a fleet of cars on his lot as the rising morning sun sparkled in their windshields and chrome bumpers. He walked back to his desk. As he sat in his brown leather chair, he heard the building front door open and the sound of high heels clicking on the building's parquet floors. I was now just 8 a.m., and a smile comes over Stanley Wilson's face as the sound of clicking heels drew closer; it was office assistant Sally Kern, a wide-hipped curly blonde woman with piercing eyes. 

She walked into his office, greeting him with a smile of her own and wishing him a good morning. Stanley walked from around his desk, setting his paper down, and gave her a kiss. Stanley then looked at his gold Rolex on his left wrist, making the comment that Sally had perfect timing, and then the two proceeded to get amorous, taking their clothes off after securing the door and drawing the blinds. 

Sally then fell to her knees. Stanley pulled out his already hardened member, and Sally took it in her wanting mouth. After a few pleasure full moments, Stanley stopped her for a pause to run around his desk to pull out a camcorder placing it on a shelf on the opposite wall capturing them in full, and he pushed the record. 

These early morning flings had been going on for a month. At first, Sally wasn't into it, but the smooth-talking salesman Stanley soon coaxed her into mildly making out, till coming 30 days later, full-on nude sex acts recorded for prosperity, and late nights when Stanley was alone. 

Stanley prided himself on his charm and his sense of being sympathetic, which he felt was the key to convincing Sally a little morning sex always made the rest of the day better. Both now completely naked, Stanley laid out Sally across his desk recklessly pushing files, the newspaper and stationery to the side and ravishingly penetrated her from behind, making them both moan with pleasure as he mugged for the camera gripping her womanly hips balls deep into the trembling snug wet vagina of his office assistant.

CONTAGIOUS by Jonah Berger a 2021 Book Review

MY NETFLIX MOVIE REVIEWS: #255

 

In this drama inspired by the real-life Fletcher Street Stables, 15-year-old Cole is taken to live with his estranged father Harp in North Philadelphia. There he discovers the city's vibrant urban cowboy subculture, which has existed for more than 100 years, providing a safe haven for the neighborhood despite the surrounding poverty, violence, and encroachment of gentrification. Written by BrightAyisi (Courtesy of Internet Movie Database)

CONCRETE COWBOY (2020) is directed by Ricky Staub, written by Ricky Staub & Dan Walser, and produced by Lee Daniels & Idris Elba. This was one of those films where seeing the trailer enticed me to want to see the film. Although that was the case, the premise of having to deal with cowboys made for a pause. Moving past that due to a nearly all-black cast helped me through.

What I found was a very well-made coming of age story in the inner city. Topics ranged from the progress of a city moving on from horses to young black men searching for a way out of the at times violent city looking for peace or a piece of the American dream.

In the End: CONCRETE COWBOY delivered a solid story with high and low points making for an entertaining watch. At points, the storyline was predictable even though it was based on a true story. So for this film, I give it 3.5 of 5 stars. 

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MENDING THE PAST

 

The way the flights were running that day, it was nearly a positive they'd be late, and this disheartened Armen to his core. The whole point of the meeting was a surprise, and now it was most definitely going to be late. Texts from his connect at the hotel bar; told him they had arrived and settled in ready to see Pete. Armen wanted to text back OMW, but he knew that would be a lie, so he continued without replying as if he had just not gotten the text or at least was finding something to say that would better explain this dire situation.

The situation was this Armen had planned a surprise birthday party for his close friend Pete who lived in Medford, Oregon. Armen lived in New York, and they hadn't seen each other in a few years, so the plan was Pete would come to NY and celebrate with Armen and his friends, many of who had known Pete when he was working with Armen at the firm.

Their working together came to a shocking end to everyone as it was in a sense Pete's baby, but over time that changed as Armen began to take the lead and ending up on magazine covers as he became the face of the booming company.

Armen thought about the days before the split as he waited in the airport terminal, looking at the latest flights coming in. Armen didn't want the division to happen. Still, no matter how it cut, Pete became background more and more, and it began to feel like he was just another employee.

Yet the main reason for the split, which took place behind closed doors, was the girl Pete so desperately wanted didn't want him but wanted Armen and Armen her. To the detriment of their relationship and looking to make things right, the board of trustees granted Pete the ability to sell all his shares in the company. He then moved across the country, shedding the big apple city life to start his projects but still watching the business he helped build to grow without him.

Of course, there were hard feelings between the two, but slowly things began to change in both of their futures, till a 40th birthday celebration was planned for Pete, giving the two men a chance to reunite.

Knowing it would be his birthday on this trip, Pete knew there was something he'd have to share, but for now, he wanted to keep it under wraps. So, upon finally getting the answer he was looking for, Armen texted back to the crew at the hotel bar, "ETA delayed, but the flight is back in route, be there with Pete soon."

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MY NETFLIX MOVIE REVIEWS: GOOD LIAR #254

Career con artist Roy Courtnay (Sir Ian McKellen) can hardly believe his luck when he meets well-to-do widow Betty McLeish (Dame Helen Mirren) online. As Betty opens her home and life to him, Roy is surprised to find himself caring about her, turning what should be a cut-and-dry swindle into the most treacherous tightrope walk of his life. Written by New Line Cinema (Courtesy of Internet Movie Database)

GOOD LIAR (2019) directed by Bill Condon, written by Jeffery Hatcher, and produced by Bill Condon & Greg Yolen. This film has seen the trailer, and it made me curious enough to want to see the film.

Upon watching the only time I watched the film, I found the film to be a slow burn, which leads up to a fiery end. I also felt the film was engaging, but at the same time, I felt detached from the action as it played out, which in that initial and only viewing kept me from liking this film more.

In the End: GOOD LAIR did not live up to the expectations I had for this film. So I give this movie 3 of 5 stars.

 

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TWO OF A KIND

"I don't think I am going to enjoy this much?" said Jeremy with hesitation in his voice. He and his girlfriend Rose had been waiting in line for hours and finally reached the front of the line, ready to strap in. Rose was ecstatic, with a massive smile on her face as, by Jeremy's words, you could tell he was having second thoughts.

Jeremy was more the type who liked his feet squarely on the ground and loved gravity for keeping things in their places. It did take quite a bit of coaxing by Rose to keep Jeremy in line. Over an hour and a half, they stood there, the line moving at a snail's pace. Jeremy had visions of ride malfunctions and seat belts not holding him securely, all roads ending in disaster every other minute.

Rose, the apparent adventure seeker in the relationship, gave it all she had to keep him next to her. Ultimately, it took her making a deal with him to do that one thing he always wanted her to do in bed to seal the deal. Now, as they secured themselves in getting the ride assistant's approval, their compartment jerked forward as the next couple got in their section.

Jeremy was silent, periodically checking his restraints like an OCD patient. Rose was still smiling; the anticipation for her was all a part of it. The ride jerked forward a few more times, finally filled. Jeremy contorted his neck to see behind him. The ride then jerked into gear, startling him to the point he held his restraints in growing terror.

As in Jeremy's mind, Rose laughed as he imagined how his sexual fantasy coming to reality was worth some dumb ride on a roller coaster if he could survive it. Jeremy could see the conductor switch the lever into the ride position from the corner of his eye, and the ride took off. Not like it had jerked before, but now with a smooth pull. That gave a hint of the potential power and speed needed to drive people out of their minds.

Like any good ride, they started slow, giving the passengers a glimpse of what lay ahead, lulling the passengers asleep with a significant incline stripped of any peace of mind. Then raced down the first step into a hell that seemed endless.

Jeremy caught in that frame of mind, his stomach in his throat gripping the barriers with white-knuckle intensity. Rose was still smiling, flinging her hands in the air with each butterfly in the stomach. Each drop or corkscrew spinning maneuver tickling her down to her toes.

The ride may have seemed like an eternity to Jeremy. And a flash in the pan for Rose. The ride eventually came to a close, hitting the finale to most riders' cheers. Jeremy was not one of those people; now limp having passed out on a hairpin turn, he awoke to jockey about in his seat, stark fear restricting the blood flow to his body. Yet Rose loved every minute of ready to do it all again. As they began to unbuckle and leave the ride, Rose moved energetically as Jeremy took a second as he was still feeling the effects of such a powerful ride.

BAD DRIVER

You would have to be Braxton to understand how important this day was to him. He had just finally felt like he had arrived as it pertains to being someone on his Del Norte High School campus. He was now a junior, but more interestingly, he was famous after having one if not the best game of his life on the Friday night of homecoming week, which on a varsity football team full of seniors, he had made his mark. People were reciting his name as he would walk by, girls would smile and wave, which ultimately lead him to get invited to a party at Brooke Miller's.

Brooke Miller was like the campus socialite; all the girls looked to her for personal advice and fashion sense. Pearl was a massive booster club member, planning events all year round to keep the athletics well feed and her schedule full. So to be personally invited to one of these events was a big deal. Not that being on the varsity team wasn't enough; it sure helped that had played well, helping the team to win a game. The underlying theme was consistently winning.

Braxton's problem was he didn't drive; he didn't even have a car. His parents were putting that money into his college fund; he'd have to work if he wanted a car, so he just never applied to get his license or bother studying up. To that end, he had always relied on someone to give him a ride. The night of the party, his parents would be out for their weekly date night, which usually meant dinner and bingo at the YMCA, so that option was out. As for the rest of his teammates, he tried asking, and everyone agreed, but when it came down to it, they rather not, or they had other ideas of how they wanted to spend theIr night and not become a chauffeur.

Braxton was a little hurt by that till one of his mates saw how down he got when everyone began to turn him down. Neville was a teammate who rarely played but was close with Pearl and Brooke and got the invite due to his charm and know-how to be gracious. Neville agreed to pick up Braxton, so relieved that he nearly hugged Neville in the locker room where the male-to-male contact like that was frowned upon.

So the night of the party, Braxton was looking tiptop. His Dad had tied his tie and left it knotted and then left Braxton to wait for his ride. Upon Neville showing up, he was in a shadow grey minivan, jerking to a stop in front of Braxton's house. The driver-side window rolled down, and then came the honk, as Neville shouted out from the van, "Let's go, man! Braxton rushed out from his house and moved to the still running minivan with no idea what would follow.

He got in the van buckled his seat belt over his sport coat and striking red tie. He looked incredible, while Neville was in a pair of shorts and a pale blue oxford shirt. Braxton, now strapped in, turned to Neville, who set the car in drive, and the vehicle sped off, sending Braxton back into his seat like he was fighting against g forces in a Mig 1 fighter jet. From the jump, this was why not many people wanted to ride with him; he was one of those crazy drivers weaving in and out of traffic, gunning the van at a green light and slamming on the brakes at a red. The smile Braxton once had for the night had now switched to a look of terror gripping the door panel handle for dear life as Neville whipped the van around a corner, nearly hitting a traffic sign.

Braxton looked over at Neville as if to say something but only looked at him in hopes he'd see the immense fear that filled him, and he'd slow down or at least drive less like a crazed maniac. From up ahead, Braxton could see a pile of cars quickly come up. Beginning to feel nauseous, Braxton looked to Neville, who zoomed through the pile-up and on down the road. He then made a quick u-turn and jerked it into the park as they had arrived at their destination.

Braxton went for the door, forgetting to unbuckle his belt; he just wanted out, to which Neville exclaimed, "Made it!" in a playful tone in his voice as if he had broken a new record. Braxton finally exited the van, feeling shaky in his legs, adrenaline coursing through his veins as Pearl and Brooke Miller out in front of their home was greeting other guests. As Braxton gathered himself, still nauseous, he and Neville walked up to the house. Walking side-by-side, Neville patted Braxton on his back to which Braxton uncontrollably spewed his stomach contents at the feet of the Miller's whose expression was of utter disgust.

MY NETFLIX MOVIE REVIEWS: #253

 

Hiding out in Jeju Island following a brutal tragedy, a wronged mobster with a target on his back connects with a woman who has her own demons. (Courtesy of Internet Movie Database)

NIGHT IN PARADISE (2020) is directed & written by Park Hoon-jung. I found this film because my scheduled Netflix did not show up. As it was, I found this film show up on my YouTube feed, and I watched the trailer as I was struck.

Upon watching, I found a very stylistic Asian gangster film with some very picturesque backdrops. What struck me first was the film's pacing and how the build-up made the film that much more entertaining. The film was dubbed, and while I usually don’t like film done in this manner, I appreciated it in this sense as I felt I may have missed out on the charm of the dialogue.

In the End: NIGHT IN PARADISE was an extremely entertaining gangster film atypical to what I may have been used to. So for this film, I give it 4 of 5 stars.