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Stanley Kubrick

A filmmaker of international importance, Kubrick was one of the only directors to work within the Studio System and still have full artistic control over his films from scripting through post-production, prompting Time Magazine to compare Kubrick’s early independence with the magnitude of Orson Welles.

An uncompromising antiwar film, this gut-wrenching drama depicts a World War I officer as he labors with an ultimately futile defense for three painfully sympathetic men tried for cowardice. Kubrick artistically utilizes a beautifully washed-out black and white photography to represent the muddied boundaries of right and wrong, and the many gray areas that lay between.

A fabulous and inspiring adventure, this visually stunning epic stars Kirk Douglas as the heroic slave who fights to lead his people to freedom from Roman rule. Although a clear departure from Kubrick’s oeuvre, “Spartacus” is an all time classic helmed by a man with a precise vision who is equally capable of crafting colossal spectacle, tense tęte-ŕ-tętes, and a tender moment between lovers.

This film is so stylish it’s easy to forget it’s a horror film at heart. Considered to be the thinking man’s thriller, Kubrick molds this very particularly “Stephan King” material into the portfolio of his films about human failure, as the hero’s desperate desire to become somebody ends in frustration and tragedy.

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Cheaper by the Dozen 2

By BrianOrndorf

December 21st, 2005

The first “Cheaper by the Dozen” was a family film nightmare of obnoxious kids and awful direction. The new sequel doesn’t feature much improvement in the directorial department, but there’s a mellower vibe to the film. Still no masterpiece, the baby steps toward genuine sentiment are appreciated, and make the sequel an unexpected family film success story.


At the party for their daughter’s (Hilary Duff) high school graduation, Tom (Steven Martin) and Kate Baker (Bonnie Hunt) learn that their gigantic family (including Tom Welling, Piper Perabo, and Alyson Stoner) might be growing apart for the first time. Eager to rekindle the family feeling that has recently eluded them, the Bakers decide to spend their Labor Day holiday at a vacation house by their beloved Lake Winnetka. Once there, Tom struggles to keep the kids interested in family time and the outdoors, but finds that his old rival Jimmy Murtaugh (Eugene Levy), his trophy wife Sarina (Carmen Electra), and their brood of 8 kids are living across the lake; looking for a little competition, both in camping and parenting skills, they close out the summer with a bang.

This being the holiday season, I guess there must be miracle or two. Get this: “Cheaper by the Dozen 2” isn’t all that bad. A sequel to the 2003 original (itself a remake), “Dozen 2” gets a makeover behind the camera, and the change really brightens up this franchise.

The new director is Adam Shankman, who worked with Martin and Levy in their smash hit, “Bringing Down the House,” but also brought the world the despicable “Pacifier,” from earlier this year. Shankman is a studio company man; gladly making mainstream cinema for the masses, and this sequel doesn’t break the mold. What Shankman does show in “Dozen 2” is restraint: a huge amount of mind-blowing restraint. Given a chance to make a sequel to one of the most excruciating and notorious family films of the last five years, and Shankman has the gall to pull back on the throttle? This movie completely blind-sided me.

The original “Dozen” was a film based around pranks the kids pulled on those they didn’t like, or just those they got in the way. Director Shawn Levy pitched this film at a tone that would be considered torture in some countries. He encouraged his cast to act as obnoxious as they possibly could, while also seemingly praising the Baker clan for their obscene and irresponsible breeding practices. After a five minute opener that explains why Hilary Duff, Tom Welling, and Piper Perabo won’t be in the film very much, “Dozen 2” starts to tackle some interesting emotions: most notably, the empty nest syndrome that has finally come for Tom and Kate. There’s a bittersweet shade to this production, as Tom tries to keep his beloved family together, yet sees them growing up and heading in separate directions, be it through marriage, college, or just the pre-teen lure of boys. Of course, Shankman beats all honest heartache into the ground with an overactive score and abuse of close-ups, but the mere appearance of a genuine feeling in a film as plastic as this is cause enough to crack open the champagne and jitterbug.

Also missing from the mix is the film’s reliance on bottom-feeding humor. Oh sure, there’s a callback to the “meat underwear” sequence from the original film, and Shankman makes sure Martin’s testicles get slapped around as if they insulted his Momma, but the comic violence and general prank atmosphere is dialed way down this time around; it’s replaced with screenwriting that explores the growing pains (and dating woes) of the kids, and the summertime camp location, which is ripe for set-pieces. Again, Shankman doesn’t challenge the material, but the little efforts, including a fart reference here instead of a joke, make all the difference in the world.

And Shankman is far more comfortable giving screentime to national treasure, Bonnie Hunt, who gets the film’s biggest laugh when Kate is forced to wear one of Sarina’s shirts for dinner. Hunt could do the Mommy role in her sleep, but she gives her scenes a slight kick, and shares warm chemistry with Steve Martin. Frankly, they could lose the kids entirely, as a film following these two actors would be much more appealing.

It’s a strange feeling to come out of a movie aimed at kids, much less a sequel to something like “Cheaper by the Dozen,” and not feel as though I need a shower and a vasectomy. “Dozen 2” is mild and charming, and gives me hope that maybe someone realizes that not all family films need to be entirely assaulting and insufferable.

My rating: B-