- JAZZ FEST: A NEW ORLEANS STORY
- Starring: Quint Davis, Jimmy Buffet, Verdine White
- Directed by: Frank Marshall and Ryan Suffern
- Rated: PG 13
- Running time: 1 hr 35 mins
- Sony Pictures Classic
Sadly, it’s usually the third installment of a film series that doesn’t fare well. Think “Jaws 3-D,” “Halloween III,” “Superman III” among others that, while they try hard, they tend to disappoint. Welcome to the group, “Creed III.”
Having achieved greatness both in and out of the boxing ring, Adonis Creed (Jordan) is ready to relax. However, that time off is interrupted when a mysterious man from his past returns and demands a shot at the title he thinks is rightly his. Cue the music.
“Creed III” borrows a lot of its story from “Rocky III.” The champion looking to quit, only to be bullied into “one more fight” and the emotional and physical damage this fight takes on everyone involved. All that is missing is a cameo from Mr. T. The main thing missing is Sylvester Stallone’s Rocky. Rocky was the heart of the first two films, and his presence is sorely missed, both on the screen and to the audience. Because of this, there is not one likable person in the cast to root for, which makes the big fight moot, because you really don’t have a rooting interest. Adonis and his wife are constantly bickering, his old pal Damian (Majors) is a bully and unlikeable. It’s sad when the only character you root for is Ivan Drago’s son.
On the positive side, Jordan’s direction is fluid, and he covers the boxing scenes with the eye of an old pro. He obviously has the chops to be behind the camera. Unfortunately he didn’t spend enough time on character development, and the audience is stuck with one-dimensional character that don’t have a redeeming bone in their bodies, which is a shame for a franchise that earned it’s love by opening its heart.
“Creed III” receives two and a half stars out of five.
I often hear people talk about the music of their generation. My dad grew up listening to Frank Sinatra. My mom, Elvis. I grew up in the time of the Beatles. But there is another musician that influenced my life profoundly, His name is Al Yankovic.
How do you make a film about a man whose stated life ambition is to write funny lyrics to existing songs? It’s actually quite easy. Picking various points of the accordion master’s life, it seems that
Al (a very good Daniel Radcliffe) has a talent that must be shared with the world. Like my friends and I, Al was a fan of late-night radio host Dr. Demento (an unrecognizable Rainn Wilson) and sends him a tape of some of his songs. Much to his surprise, the Doctor plays his stuff on the air, which leads to Al thinking this could really be the start of something big.
Of course, not everyone thinks Al is a musical genius. Only after he is challenged by legendary DJ Wolfman Jack (Jack Black) to create, on the spot, a parody of Queen’s “Another One Bites the Dust” that he is able to quiet the naysayers. Think Eminem at the end of “8 Mile” and you have a good idea of how things go.
The film plays fast and loose with facts, but fans of Al wouldn’t want it any other way. If you’re a fan of “the Weird one,” then, by all means, give this one a look.
“WEIRD’ receives three and a half stars out of five.