Steven Seagal movies
After a long day at work, I'm a remote-clicking maniac. I don't want news, historic documentaries or “ER” reruns; I want mindless, plotless action flicks. I want Steven Seagal, the tan man with a ponytail, in black, always running down some river bank. I can't tell you the movie titles, even though I've seen each one at least a dozen times. My favorite? The one where he's the wronged good guy, out to get the bad guy. Oh, right — that's the plot for all of them. But that's what I love about his movies: the sameness of them. There’s always the car chase, barroom brawl and warehouse-that's-about-to-blow-up escape scene … and the schticky tender moments, like when he finds a stray dog. Seagal always gets the bad guy. His character is always fighting for a cause, standing up for the little guy, taking on a Goliath and winning. Despite the sappy dialogue and acting, his stoic do-gooder tales grab me every time. I can rest, knowing the good guy won. –Dara Brown
‘Titanic’ (1997)
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Paramount
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Mention “Titanic” to educated, cultured folk and there’s a good chance you’ll be met with condescending sniffs and, if you’re lucky, a defiant declaration that they’ve never seen it, accompanied by a proud refusal to even brook the notion. To which I say: Shut up. What they miss is that the drippy love story isn’t what the film is about at all. It’s merely the mechanism though which we see the film’s true subject — the boat. The reason Rose is in first class and Jack is from steerage
isn’t to show that love conquers all, it’s to provide an all-access pass to every section of the ship as it steams towards its doom. Chaining Jack below decks after the iceberg may smack of melodrama, but it also keeps him and Rose at water level almost the entire time and prevents them from abandoning ship before the precise moment when it becomes completely submerged. The result is that we're right there with the ship every second of the way as it slowly, inch by inch, goes to its death. James Cameron's earlier films occasionally slipped into techno-porn. This was his love song to a giant slab of steel.
-Marc Hirsh ‘Bride and Prejudice’
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Miramax Home Entertainment
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Rent this movie and rent it now because — check it out — Sayid from “Lost” totally dances. Naveen Andrews, the mopey Iraqi on ABC’s “Lost” and Barbara Hershey’s real-life, super-hunky, age-inappropriate British boyfriend (of Indian descent) sings (er, lip syncs) and, as described by his onscreen sister, gets down like the “Indian M.C. Hammer.” Even if you’re not into Sayid, rent “Bride and Prejudice” because it’s stupid, happy, sweet, fun, and completely without artifice. In this Bollywood send-up of the Jane Austin classic, American Boy annoys Indian Girl, Boy saves Girl’s teenage sister from cad, Boy and Girl ride into the sunset on an elephant. The source material’s finer plot points are shed to make room for delightful-albeit-poorly-dubbed musical numbers. (FYI: Andrews (Sayid), as American Boy’s best friend, doesn’t get nearly enough screen time.) Meanwhile, Nitin Chandra Ganatra, as uncouth suitor Mr. Kholi, does a spot-on turn as an Indian impersonating Peter Sellers impersonating an Indian. The
coup de grace: A love song beach montage featuring a Baptist church choir and a line of dancing surfboards.
–Helen A.S. Popkin
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