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Review: The Mitchells vs. the Machines

The Mitchells vs. the Machines

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Never having gotten the attention it deserves, this Sony effort is a cut above the usual animation fare on Netflix

by Dennis Burger
May 31, 2021

It’s not hard to imagine an alternate reality in which The Mitchells vs. the Machines is the hottest new title on Sonyflix or Sony+ or whatever Sony might have named its own studio-specific streaming platform, if only it had made it out of the gate before Disney, Warner, Paramount, and NBCUniversal flooded the market and exhausted the public’s patience for such solipsistic subscription services. In our reality, what would have been one of the most highly publicized animated blockbusters of 2020 was instead dumped unceremoniously onto Netflix and forfeit to the whims of its inscrutable algorithms. 

That’s a shame because The Mitchells vs. the Machines deserves more of your attention than does the typical Netflix animated feature. The involvement of Phil Lord and Christopher Miller is your first clue to that. In addition to writing and directing the surprisingly good Lego Movie and producing Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse—one of the best animated pictures of the past few years—the duo’s brand has become something of a seal of approval. So the fact that this comes from their production umbrella is significant. There’s also the fact that The Mitchells was written and directed by Mike Rianda and Jeff Rowe, both known for their work on the excellent Disney Channel/Disney XD series Gravity Falls. 

Mush those two aesthetics together and you’ll get a good idea of the overall vibe of this energetic and delightfully weird animated adventure. On the one hand, The Mitchells vs. the Machines owes a lot to the look of Into the Spider-Verse, especially in the way it blends 3D animation with 2D tinkering, the results of which are a sort of best-of-both-worlds mashup. It’s not as if the two films look like they take place in the same reality—this one definitely exists within its own creative landscape—but you can see many of the techniques developed for Spider-Verse employed here in new and creative ways. On the other hand, Rianda and Rowe bring such a genuinely awkward and eccentric energy to The Mitchells vs. the Machines that it would be difficult to confuse it with your typical Lord and Miller production. 

The story revolves around a family of misfits who find themselves pressganged into saving the world after a Silicon Valley entrepreneur unwittingly unleashes the robot apocalypse in the process of attempting to give physical form to his AI digital assistant, cheekily named PAL. We’re told from the get-go that the Mitchells are dysfunctional weirdos but the thing that makes the movie work is that they aren’t.  They’re just a normal family, with a normal family dynamic and normal family problems. What makes them seem like oddballs, especially in their own eyes, is the contrast between their real personalities and the illusion of homogenized perfection constantly shoved down their throats by social media.

But if you’re expecting subtle social commentary here, you’re barking up the wrong animated tree. The Mitchells vs. the Machines is an overt parable about the current state of society and the damage we’re doing to ourselves by submitting to the tyranny of corporate-sponsored groupthink. Sometimes the dialogue gets a little too on-the-nose in broadcasting this message but that’s honestly one of the film’s few significant flaws. 

And you may be thinking to yourself that there’s a gross irony in the fact that this technological wonder of a film, produced by one corporate giant and now distributed by another, has the cajones to touch on the pitfalls of technology and the dangers of corporate greed. But grappling with this is one of the few subtle points made by The Mitchells vs. the Machines. The message isn’t that technology is bad in and of itself, that corporations are an inherent threat. Instead, what the story is trying to show is that our relationship with technology is unhealthy, and that our submission to corporatocracy is, by and large, the product of laziness and FOMO. 

Lest you think this is more a sermon than an entertaining way to spend an hour and a half, The Mitchells vs. the Machines wraps this message up in a thrill-a-minute action spectacle that’s also quite hilarious. The jokes don’t always land with equal effectiveness,—the film is far more effective when it’s blazing its own trail= and falters a bit when it leans on established tropes—but you’re guaranteed to guffaw at least once. 

I have a few other nits to pick. While the characters are, by and large, well-rounded, the story does lean into the clueless-dad cliché a little too hard. There’s a narrative reason for that but it still could have been handled better. The decision to make the youngest Mitchell child a dinosaur-obsessed boy also seems lazy, and the choice to have the child voiced by Rianda was puzzling. In a movie packed with such believable characters (believable in the context of this weird narrative, at least), little Aaron’s blatantly adult voice unnecessarily drew me out of the experience. The rest of the casting is spot on, though, especially Maya Rudolph as the Mitchell matriarch and Fred Armisen as one of the damaged robots that becomes part of the family. 

Thankfully, those voices don’t get buried in the hyper-aggressive Dolby Atmos soundtrack. This mix was a bit much for me, so much so that I had to pause the film and downgrade to a basic 5.1 option. But if you like your Atmos mixes intense and all over the place, you’ll dig this one quite a bit. Just one word of warning: it’s delivered at reference levels, so be sure to turn the volume of your receiver or preamp up a bit higher than you normally would for Netflix content, especially if you want to appreciate the richness and dynamics of the mix.

You’ll also want to watch The Mitchells vs. the Machines on the biggest and best screen available. The Dolby Vision presentation makes excellent use of the high dynamic range format, not only at the upper end of the value scale but also in the shadows. There’s plenty of breathing room in the image, from the darkest blacks to the brightest highlights, and although its palette is often relatively muted, the color gradations still exhibit the sort of smoothness you wouldn’t have seen in the streaming domain just a few short years ago. 

You might spot a few video artifacts, especially in the closing credits. But best I can tell, these glitches were intentionally baked into the image during production in an attempt to evoke the DIY filmmaking talents of Katie, the eldest Mitchell child, and they don’t seem to be a consequence of Netflix’ high-efficiency encoding.

Perhaps the best thing about the movie, though, is that it’s legitimate family fare. I know that’s generally used as a euphemism for children’s entertainment but in this case, the label deserves to be taken at face value. There’s a lot of dessert here to keep the young ones in your family engaged, but there’s also enough meat to appeal to audiences of all ages. It may not be the height of profundity and it’s a little uneven in its execution, but the good far outweighs the bad. And that alone elevates The Mitchells vs. the Machines way above the baseline for kid-appropriate movies distributed by Netflix. 

Dennis Burger is an avid Star Wars scholar, Tolkien fanatic, and Corvette enthusiast who somehow also manages to find time for technological passions including high-end audio, home automation, and video gaming. He lives in the armpit of Alabama with his wife Bethany and their four-legged child Bruno, a 75-pound American Staffordshire Terrier who thinks he’s a Pomeranian.

PICTURE | The Dolby Vision presentation makes excellent use of the high dynamic range format, not only at the upper end of the value scale but also in the shadows  

SOUND | If you like your Atmos mixes intense and all over the place, you’ll dig this one a lot

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Review: Luca

Luca (2021)

review | Luca

The least satisfying Pixar film since The Good Dinosaur does turn out to be more kid-friendly than Soul

by John Sciacca
June 21, 2021

When I was in high school, my favorite band was the Talking Heads, and I had this weird love-hate anxiety when they would release a new album and I would go to listen to it for the first time. Would I love it because I actually loved it, or would I make myself say I loved it because it was from the Heads, or would lead singer David Byrne have taken them off on some new musical direction that meant I actually didn’t love it and I couldn’t even bring myself to lie that I did? That’s a bit how I feel about a new film from Pixar.

Pixar Animation is about one of the surest bets around when it comes to delivering solid entertainment. And I don’t mean only in animated titles, but in just great movies in general. While I used to get a bit concerned because Pixar trailers used to seem so generic and uninteresting—always fearing, “Well, this is the one where Pixar finally misses the mark”—I’ve come to realize the company just doesn’t produce great trailers, often because their stories are so layered you can’t really hope to encapsulate the whole spirit in a one-to-two-minute spot. 

So, even though I wasn’t overly excited by the trailers for Luca, the studio’s 24th film, which premiered on Disney+ this past Thursday (June 18), I wasn’t overly concerned. But, I’m sad to say, I think this might be the company’s weakest film to date, certainly rivaling 2015’s The Good Dinosaur, which is widely considered the worst film in the company’s canon. 

It’s not that Luca is bad by any means; in fact, it might even be a good movie. It’s just that it’s not a great one, and that is the nearly impossible situation Pixar has placed on itself after delivering one great film after another that anything less than a home run is considered disappointing. 

The letdown is even more compounded by the fact that Luca follows Soul, the studio’s most adult and ambitious title to date that was so full of, well, soul. Soul took on incredibly complex and heavy issues and had such fantastic depth that the light and saccharine sweetness of Luca just seems all the emptier because of it.

Luca is just . . . simple. It’s hard to really care too deeply about its characters because the story doesn’t give us enough to care about them. Sure, there are tons of metaphors and parallels you can draw. The characters’ goal is to win a race that will give them enough money to buy a Vespa, which the film literally tells us is freedom—the freedom to get out and see the world beyond your four walls, which is especially exciting for Luca Paguro (voiced by Jacob Tremblay), who has lived a very sheltered and protected life. (“I never go anywhere. Just dream about it.”) The characters are also hiding the secret about what they really are (sea monsters), looking to fit in and gain acceptance from the small Italian city of Portorosso which hates/fears what they really are. And if you want to draw a parallel to the LGBTQ community here, well, it doesn’t take much of a stretch. 

The film takes place around the ‘50s and ‘60s on the Italian Riviera, where sea monster Luca spends his days herding fish like a shepherd. One day while out swimming, he meets Alberto Scorfano (Jack Dylan Grazer), who shows him that when dry on land, they transform into human form. Alberto pushes Luca beyond his comfort zone until one day Luca’s parents (voiced by Maya Rudolph and Jim Gaffigan) discover what he’s been doing and threaten to send him away to the deep to live with his bizarre—and semi-translucent—Uncle Ugo (Sacha Baron Cohen). 

Luca and Alberto swim over to the city of Portorusso, where they attempt to blend in with the “land monsters” and fulfill their dream of getting a Vespa. They befriend Giulia (Emma Berman) whose dad Massimo (Marco Barricelli) happens to be a major fisherman and sea-monster hunter. The film builds to the Portorusso Cup Triathlon, a race where the winner gets a trophy and prize money, with the boys in constant fear of getting wet and revealing their secret.

One thing you can’t fault Pixar on is the technical presentation, as Luca just looks gorgeous. I watched it the first time on my 4K projector in HDR10 and then again on a new Sony OLED in Dolby Vision and the colors are just straight-up eye candy throughout. The animation is definitely more cartoony, not having that hyper-realistic look found in some of Pixar’s other films (e.g.., the jazz-club scene in Soul). Even still, the colors burst off the screen and this make your video display pop.

Water is notoriously difficult to animate and render, but here it looks fantastic. Also, even through Disney+ streaming (via my Apple TV), I didn’t notice any banding issues as the sunlight filtered from the surface down through various layers, colors, and shades of the ocean— something that looked especially natural on the OLED with Dolby Vision. One scene had water crashing into a rocky shoreline with clear and individual detail to each rock, with the foam, froth, and bubbles in the water incredibly detailed. There are also subtle details like the different shades of color in the sand as water laps in and out. And there’s super-fine detail in clothing, letting you clearly see the differences in fabric texture, patterns, and weaves worn by characters.

Much of Luca takes place in daytime in the town of Portorosso, with brilliant sun shining in piercing blue skies; bright, emerald grasses; and multi-colored buildings, or the warm, golden-orange hues as the sun sets. It all looks gorgeous. 

Kind of like the story itself, Luca’s audio mix was just satisfactory. Dialogue is well rendered primarily in the center channel (though it does occasionally follow characters as they move off screen), making it clear and intelligible, but even though it’s a Dolby Atmos mix, it was very subtle and reserved.

Italian songs of the era are sprinkled throughout, and they get some room across the front channels and a bit up into the overheads, but the rest of the effects are pretty sparse. There were some instances of the sounds of boats passing overhead or a harpoon thrown that passes by but I didn’t find the mix dynamic at all. (Again, whether this was a streaming issue or an Apple TV issue, I can’t say.) 

I did notice that the soundfield opened up a bit as Luca left the water and went onto dry land. It wasn’t through a big use of audio, but rather just the sonic sense that the room had expanded with sounds of gentle wind, rustling leaves, and birds that let you know you are up in the human world.

Is Luca worth seeing? For Disney+ subscribers, I’d say definitely. If nothing else, it’s beautiful to look at. And, it’s not that it’s a bad film. In fact, you could easily say that while Soul was a Pixar title made for adults, Luca sets its sights squarely on a younger audience, with a coming-of-age story about friendship, acceptance, childhood dreams, and overcoming fears that never gets too deep or strays too far from safety and cuteness that kids will be drawn to. And if it came from any other studio (well, with the exception of Disney Animation, Pixar’s parent company), it would likely be heralded as a triumph. It’s just that Pixar has come to make us expect so much more.  

Probably the most experienced writer on custom installation in the industry, John Sciacca is co-owner of Custom Theater & Audio in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, & is known for his writing for such publications as Residential Systems and Sound & Vision. Follow him on Twitter at @SciaccaTweets and at johnsciacca.com.

PICTURE | Luca looks gorgeous. The colors burst off the screen and will make your video display pop.

SOUND | The audio is just satisfactory. There are some instances of the sounds of boats passing overhead or a harpoon thrown that passes by, but the mix isn’t dynamic at all. 

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Review: Free Guy

Free Guy (2021)

review | Free Guy

Ryan Reynolds indulges in his trademark snark as he makes his way to a video-game kind of freedom

by John Sciacca
September 29, 2021

Of all the post-pandemic film openings, the one that’s had me the most excited was Free Guy. (I’d be lying if I said The Matrix Resurrections wasn’t also at the top of that list!) Taking place in a fantasy video-game world where Ryan Reynolds can really lean into his Ryan-Reynolds-ness in a more family-friendly PG-13 way (think Deadpool-ish snark and humor with way less F-words), the movie looked like a perfect summertime film. 

But even though I’d been tracking Reynolds and his usual hilarious self-aware online and social advertising for the film, including this brilliant bit on Reynold’s YouTube channel titled “Deadpool and Korg React,” Free Guy wasn’t quite enough to draw me back to my local cineplex. The film took the recently-all-too-familiar torturous route to the big screen, planned for release on July 3, 2020, then moving to December, then May 2021, then finally settling on—and sticking with—an August 13 release. Fortunately, it had a fast-track to the home market, becoming available to digital retailers like Kaleidescape just 45 days after its theatrical release.

Interestingly, this is the one of the first 20th Century Fox releases following the company’s acquisition by Disney. IT currently isn’t available on Disney+—there is a link to it if you search on Google, but it takes you to an error page—so if you want to watch it now, Kaleidescape offers the highest-quality version available in full 4K HDR with a Dolby Atmos soundtrack.

Free Guy is one of those movies that has two different levels of appeal. For the hardcore gamer, there are tons of inside nods, winks, and cameos that will resonate as true and familiar, but having an understanding of gaming and open worlds isn’t necessary to enjoying the film and having a good time.

It also feels like a bit of a mash-up of other movies. This isn’t meant as a negative, just that as much as it is new, it also feels familiar and you can tell it borrows ideas and style from movies like The Lego Movie, Ready Player One, The Truman Show, The Matrix, and Live Die Repeat and videogames like Grand Theft Auto and Fortnite, but interspersed with Reynolds’ snarky humor and one liners such as compared with ice cream “coffee tastes like liquid suffering.” There are also some fun cameos—many you might not recognize until the credits—and a couple of really fun refs to the MCU. 

The film opens in Free City, an open-world game environment where sunglasses-people are heroes, or at least are human players acting like gods doing whatever they want, which is typically wreaking all manner of havoc on the city and any NPCs (non-playable characters) they encounter wandering around going through their programmed routines. 

One of the NPCs is Guy (Reynolds), a bank teller that wakes up every morning, says hello to his goldfish, gets the same scalding cup of medium coffee, cream, two sugars, and then heads in to work to be robbed over and over along with his best friend, a Kevin Hart-esque security guard named Buddy (Lil Rel Howery).

One day while headed home, Guy encounters Molotov Girl (Jodie Comer), a player whose real name is Millie. Hearing her humming a song awakens something in Guy, and the next time he’s robbed, instead of just lying down and taking it, Guy decides to grab the sunglasses from his robber. When he puts them on, his eyes are opened to the “real” world around him, and he sees things the way human gamers do. This gives him the power to be Free and the ability to break his routine and do whatever he wants, which is trying to track down Molotov Girl. During his exploits of trying to level up, he becomes a worldwide sensation known as “Blue Shirt Guy” due to his ever-present “skin” choice of light blue shirts and khaki pants. 

While this is all happening in the Free City game world, Millie is involved in a lawsuit with Soonami Games in the real world. She contends that head developer Antwan (Taika Waititi) stole the source code she and her partner Walter (Joe Keery) developed for another project known as “Free Life,” which would give NPCs far greater AI and the ability to grow and act like real people, and that the evidence lies hidden somewhere inside the game. The race is on for Millie to find the proof she needs before Antwan shuts down the Free City servers and switches over to his new game, Free City 2, which will erase all proof of Millie’s stolen IP, as well as wipe out Guy’s world and all of his friends. 

Shot in a variety of resolutions—2.8, 3.4, and 6.5K—this transfer is taken from 6.5K source material and finished at a 2K digital intermediate, not unusual for films with this much CGI work—and there is a ton of CGI, with virtually every image you see within the Free City world somehow digitally manipulated, altered, or enhanced.

Images are beautifully clean, clear, and noise-free. Some shots within Free City—specifically backgrounds where much of the CGI is happening—have occasional softness, almost appearing film-like but without any grain or noise. Closeups really shine with detail, letting you appreciate every line, whisker, and pore in actors’ faces. One scene has a closeup of Buddy’s security badge, and you can see every bump, line, and detail of its texture. Other shots—such as near the end where a crowd of NPCs gathers—just had incredible depth and full-field razor-sharp focus. 

There’s also a nice play between the visuals in the idyllic perfection of Free City and life in the real world. Free City is bright and vibrant—especially once Guy puts on his glasses—and really lets the wider color gamut strut its stuff with things like bright neon signs and lights, or the gleaming reds, yellows, oranges (and even pinks) of the near constant stable of exotic cars racing around the streets, whereas the real world is darker and more sterile. Visually, Free Guy is a treat to look at, with lots of varied environments inside the game—such as Molotov Girl’s base, or Revenjamin Buttons’ (Channing Tatum) lair, or the multi-player hang-out lounge—which all have totally unique looks to them keeping things visually interesting.

With such a fabricated fantasy environment as Free City, you’d expect an active and engaging Dolby Atmos mix, and it delivers. From the very opening, you get the sounds of things swooshing past and overhead, with tons of ambient street sounds—sirens, traffic, gun fire—that fill Free City. This is a place where tanks roll through the streets, helicopters swoop overhead to blow stuff up, and trains suddenly barrel across the street right in front of you, and the Atmos audio puts you right in the middle of it. 

There’s frequent activity in the height channels, and lots of demo-worthy material here to show off your system. During one scene, a game developer engages God-mode, and pillars, beams, and stairs appear and construct from all around and fall in from the ceiling; or there’s the sounds of characters walking around up overhead; and a scene reminiscent of the dream world collapsing in Inception, where buildings are crushing in and collapsing all around. Deep, authoritative bass is frequent, whether from the numerous gun shots—with pistol and shotgun-blast concussions you feel in your chest—explosions, crashes, or the randomly appearing freight train. 

Free Guy definitely doesn’t take itself too seriously and is just a load of fun to sit back and enjoy. Unless you belong to that sub-section that just hates Ryan Reynolds—and, come on, get over Green Lantern already!—this makes a great night at the movies, with a bunch of little Easter eggs that look great up on a large home-cinema screen and reward repeat viewing. 

Probably the most experienced writer on custom installation in the industry, John Sciacca is co-owner of Custom Theater & Audio in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, & is known for his writing for such publications as Residential Systems and Sound & Vision. Follow him on Twitter at @SciaccaTweets and at johnsciacca.com.

PICTURE |  Some of the shots within Free City have occasional softness, appearing almost film-like but without any grain or noise, but images are generally beautifully clean, clear, and free of noise

SOUND | With such a fabricated fantasy environment as Free City, you’d expect an active and engaging Dolby Atmos mix, and it delivers

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Review: Cruella

Cruella (2021)

review | Cruella

Disney does yet another live-action remake of an animated film, this time providing an origin story for Cruella de Vil 

by John Sciacca
June 28, 2021

Walt Disney Pictures has gotten into a bit of a rut with its live-action films, choosing to take the safer road of remaking classic animated titles like Cinderella, Beauty and the Beast, The Lion King, and Mulan instead of trying to break new, original ground. With Cruella, we get an entirely new origin story of one of Disney’s classic villains, Cruella de Vil from 1961’s 101 Dalmatians.  

Even though I’m a fan of Emma Stone (who stars as both Estella and Cruella), I didn’t have especially high hopes for this film. I didn’t think much of the 1996 live adaptation of 101 Dalmatians starring Glenn Close (who serves as an executive producer on Cruella) and didn’t think de Vil’s backstory would be interesting enough to make for a compelling story, and would just end up diluting what was such an iconic character. Boy, was I wrong!

I enjoyed Cruella far more than expected. Here we learn what makes her tick, see where her sense of fashion and design came from, and discover what ultimately leads her to becoming the villain we all know from the original Disney animated film. And while she’s just a straight villain in Dalmatians—what could be more heinous than wanting to steal puppies to harvest their fur for coats?—here Cruella is an anti-hero living on the streets and fighting for her adopted family against domineering fashionista The Baroness (Emma Thompson), who holds the London fashion world in her fist along with a secret to Estella’s past. 

Beyond the writing and wonderful costumes and set dressing, much of the credit for the film being so entertaining goes to Stone, who is just so wickedly delightful and mischievous as Cruella. You can’t help but root for her even though you know where her path ultimately leads. The scenes featuring Stone and Thompson are also some of the best, and the idea of making Stone two characters with distinct looks and personalities allowed for the two to share more screen time. 

We learn early on that Estella loves fashion and design, but she also has a bit of a cruel streak, a personality her mother refers to as Cruella. To fit in—and stay out of trouble—Estella pushes her Cruella nature aside, dyes her hair red, and lives as a creative and eager-to-please girl hoping to start a new life in London. But when things become too much for her to handle, she turns to Cruella—the wild black-white-haired girl with a hard edge, sharp tongue, and cruel streak—to step in and take care of business.

Like every film released in the past year, Cruella had a twisty trail to market. Scheduled to be released theatrically on December 23, 2020, it was delayed to May 28, 2021, where it also simultaneously bowed as a Premier Access title on Disney+, maintaining the $29.99 pricing Disney has established. After less than a month in theaters, Cruella was released to digital retailers on June 25, including Kaleidescape, which offers the film in a full 4K HDR version with Dolby TrueHD Atmos audio.

While the filmmakers did loads to tie this prequel to the original animated title, they weren’t dogmatic about it, and they made changes (such as setting the film in the ‘70s) that helped modernize the story. Retained are Cruella’s friends/family/henchmen Jasper (Joel Fry) and Horace (Paul Walter Hauser), and this pair provides most of the film’s comic relief (though I found the laughs to be more chuckles than guffaws, and some of the antics—such as chasing around a small dog dressed as a rat—will likely appeal more to youngsters.) Estella’s/Cruella’s relationship with Jasper also helps serve as a humanizing one, as we see him wanting to accept his friend but not always liking what that means, with Horace more content just trying to figure out, “What’s the angle?” to whatever scheme they were planning. 

There’s also a wonderful scene of Cruella maniacally driving a giant saloon through the streets, swerving back and forth crashing into things and hunching over the steering wheel with a crazed look that is a moment from the animated title brought perfectly to life. And absolutely stay through the first part of the end credits where the film really dovetails into the original.  

Fashion—specifically haute couture—plays a huge role, and the costume design and attention to detail is fantastic and easy to appreciate due to the video quality. The sheer number of costumes worn by Stone and Thompson—let alone the numerous additional designs made for fashion shows and worn by party-goers—is amazing, and will likely garner Cruella an Academy Award nomination. With the resolution and sharpness of the video, you can easily appreciate the layers, textures, and small details that went into the many costumes, easily noting the different fabric weights, fine stitching, and design. 

Shot on location throughout London, the film has an authentic feel. Whether it’s the set dressing of London streets, a near-perfect recreation of the famous Liberty department store, a variety of estates—principally Hellman Hall—or numerous visits to Regents Park, a making-of doc included with the Kaleidescape download shows the extent the filmmakers went to to cover every little detail, including many things that didn’t even appear on camera. All of this makes Cruella feel like a real world. There are many exterior scenes, which look terrific, especially shots of London at night—with the many lights, buildings, and shadows—looking especially good. 

The extended color gamut also lets things like the bright red of London’s buses, or the light show at Cruella’s “I Wanna Be Your Dog” outdoor fashion show really pop. Beyond just giving great shadow detail and a more natural-looking image, there are some eye-reactive uses of HDR including headlights at night and the pop and flash of camera bulbs, some red-orange-white flames in a big fire, and the bright white sheens of satin material or the glossy highlights coming off black leather/vinyl. 

Sonically, the soundtrack is the big star. The film takes place in London in the 1970s, when the punk rock movement was starting to take hold, and features an extensive soundtrack of era-appropriate music, including The Doors, Queen, Blondie, The Clash, and the Rolling Stones. In fact, the music is like an extra character in the film, helping to establish the mood and emotion of nearly every scene, and gives it an edgier, punk vibe that fits Cruella and her fashion-design-sense to a T. Also, the music is given plenty of room to stretch its boundaries across the speakers and up into the height channels, giving it a ton of space and presence. The expansiveness and immersive music soundtrack throughout Cruella is a great sales pitch for Atmos music in general! Dialogue is clear and well presented in the center channel, with the exception of some of Cruella’s voiceover narration, which can be a bit forward sounding. 

This isn’t a dynamic surround soundtrack, with most of the audio kept across the front of the room, but it does a decent job of serving the story. We do get some establishing ambience in scenes, such as park and street noises—cars and people in the distance, the sound of water in fountains, or another scene in a jail has off-camera whistles, phones, chattering, and the jangle of keys to place you in the moment. During another big moment, a swarm of bugs come flying out and then travels overhead and around the room before exiting to all sides. I did notice on moment that highlighted more the subtle detail of the soundtrack, when  The Baroness is having lunch in a car and she throws her trash—including a metal fork—out the window, and you can hear the delicate sound of the fork hitting the road.

While the film is mostly family-friendly fare—not a single swear or sexual moment to be found!—it does carry a PG-13 rating mainly for some intense themes (it’s implied dogs are killed) and peril (one character is left in a burning room to die). At over two hours, this also might be a bit much for younger kids to take on, and it definitely features a story with depth and themes designed more to appeal to adults. 

Cruella is one of the most original live-action films to come out of Disney in recent years, and if it didn’t grab your attention in the theaters or on Disney+, now is the perfect opportunity to enjoy it in highest-resolution at home! 

Probably the most experienced writer on custom installation in the industry, John Sciacca is co-owner of Custom Theater & Audio in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, & is known for his writing for such publications as Residential Systems and Sound & Vision. Follow him on Twitter at @SciaccaTweets and at johnsciacca.com.

PICTURE | Images are clean, sharp, and detailed. The filmmakers shy away from intense, tight, pore-revealing closeups of Emmas Stone & Thompson, but even still we are given loads of detail. 

SOUND | Sonically, the soundtrack is the big star, with an extensive selection of era-appropriate tracks, including The Doors, Queen, Blondie, The Clash, and the Rolling Stones

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Review: American Underdog

American Underdog (2021)

review | American Underdog

This true-life stock-clerk-to-Super-Bowl-MVP tale makes it to the home market just in time for this year’s Big Game

by John Sciacca
February 8, 2022

We’ve covered the spectrum of “based on true events” here recently—from the fantastical and fable-ized tale of Princess Diana’s final days in Spencer, to Ridley Scott’s over-the-top interpretation of family events that inspired the biographical crime drama House of Gucci, to Denzel Washington’s film of too-good-to-be-true soldier Charles King in A Journal for Jordan. The latest true story to get a  film makeover is American Underdog, which covers the life and unlikely rise to stardom of NFL quarterback Kurt Warner. Warner famously worked as a stocker at a grocery store prior to joining an Arena Football League team before being called up for tryouts to join the St. Louis Rams in 1999, where he led them in his rookie season to a 13-3 record and into Super Bowl XXXIV against the Tennessee Titans. 

While the film received generally positive reviews—78% on Rotten Tomatoes with a 98% Audience Score—it was released on Christmas Day 2021, where it had to compete with the juggernaut that was Spider-Man: No Way Home, as well as the release of The Matrix Resurrections and the animated sequel Sing 2, leading to pretty soft performance at the box office. Now Underdog is available for purchase through digital retailers such as Kaleidescape, which offers it in 4K HDR quality.

The film’s marketing implied it was going to be a “faith-based” story—“With the help of his family and his faith . . .”—which can be a bit polarizing for viewers. In reality, the aspect of Warner’s faith—and more so that of his girlfriend/wife Brenda—are pretty minor parts of the movie, and really shouldn’t be a factor swaying you one way or the other in your decision to watch.

While it will appeal to sports fan, with a fair bit of football action interspersed throughout, the film is definitely designed to have broader appeal. The story emphasizes Warner’s (Zachary Levi) struggles off the field as he tries to cope with life after football after graduating college and not being drafted to the pros, and managing a relationship with new girlfriend Brenda (Anna Paquin) and her two children, one of whom, Zack (Hayden Zaller), is blind. While football is the backdrop, the film’s heart is about perseverance, hard work, and believing in yourself and your abilities to accomplish a dream. I watched with my wife and daughter—neither of whom care about football—and the story was enough to keep them involved, though my wife did feel it was a little slow in the middle and a bit long overall.

Based on Warner’s book All Things Possible (he also gets a screenwriting credit here), the film starts with a young Warner watching Joe Montana lead the San Francisco 49ers to a victory—and earn an MVP title—in Super Bowl XIX, which causes Warner to make a commitment to one day become an MVP quarterback himself. He sets the stage of how difficult this dream is via a voiceover, saying that only 5% of players make it to college and then only 1% of those players make it to the pros. We then cut to Warner as a fifth-year senior as backup quarterback at the University of Northern Iowa, where seeing 40-plus-year-old Levi as a college senior was perhaps the film’s biggest stretch. The third act is interspersed with real footage of Warner playing, and while this can be a bit jarring from a picture- and sound-quality standpoint, it certainly lends another level of authenticity to the story. 

The 4K HDR video quality is mostly solid, with clean images; tight, sharp focus; and plenty of detail in closeups. My biggest complaint lies with the black levels, which are more often deep grey than true black. This is readily apparent during the opening credits when there is what should be a true black on screen but we get a dark grey instead—definitely noticeable in a light-controlled room watching on my OLED. This also flattens the depth of some of the dark or night scenes a bit. 

Otherwise, Underdog delivers the quality you’d expect from a modern 4K HDR title. Closeups reveal plenty of sharp detail, like the tight lines in the pattern of a flannel shirt, or the weave in a mesh-fabric football jersey, or the fine lines and wrinkles in faces. Bright outdoor scenes look great, whether it’s capturing a football practice or establishing shots as the camera pans in on a stadium.

Colors are bright and vibrant, like the green turf of the indoor Arena stadium, or the vivid yellows of the Packers helmets, or the deep, rich blues of the Rams uniforms. There are a few scenes inside of bars where overhead lights and neon signs are given plenty of room to shine with the HDR grade. 

One thing I did notice was a particular neon beer-bottle sign that exhibited some unusual and very noticeable black and blue circles and blobs. The sign is shown a few times and each time, it has obvious moving spots that aren’t visible in any other sign and which clearly aren’t part of its design. (You can see it, for instance, at the 26:54 and 1:39:13 marks.) It was distracting enough that I rewound the film to make sure it wasn’t some temporary glitch. Kaleidescape says these elements were present in the mezzanine source file provided to them by the studio, so it appears to be a gamut-clipping error captured in-camera and not part of the home transfer. 

Sonically, Underdog features a 5.1-channel DTS-HD Master track that isn’t overly dynamic, but does serves the story. Dialogue is delivered clean and intelligibly in the center channel, making it easy to understand all of the conversations. While there isn’t a ton of surround activity, the surround speakers—and height speakers if you’re using an upmixer—are used for some nice establishing atmosphere, with sounds of birds, wind, insects, traffic, and even planes far off in the distance that really help to open your listening space and establish the outdoor environment. There’s one scene where a blizzard blows through the town, and you can hear wind whipping through your listening space and lashing the walls around you, and the country music in the bar is also used to fill the room.

The audio’s intensity picks up when the action is on the football field and you hear the roars of the crowd all around you, other players yelling, and the crash and smash of bodies colliding. You also get a nice sense of the spatial and size difference between the crowds of the Arena games and the NFL.

As the title suggests, American Underdog is a feel-good story about a guy who follows his dream and succeeds in spite of all that life puts in his path. If you’re looking for a film to watch to get amped for the Big Game, you’d be hard-pressed to find one more apropos. With the Rams (now back in Los Angeles) playing the Cincinnati Bengals in Super Bowl LVI this Sunday, the timing of Underdog’s home release couldn’t be any better if it had been scripted by a Hollywood writer.

Probably the most experienced writer on custom installation in the industry, John Sciacca is co-owner of Custom Theater & Audio in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, & is known for his writing for such publications as Residential Systems and Sound & Vision. Follow him on Twitter at @SciaccaTweets and at johnsciacca.com.

PICTURE | The 4K HDR video quality is mostly solid, with clean images; tight, sharp focus; and plenty of detail in closeups. But the black levels are often a deep grey instead of true black.

SOUND | The 5.1-channel DTS-HD Master Audio track isn’t overly dynamic but it serves the story well, delivering dialogue cleanly and intelligibly in the center channel

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Review: Spencer

Spencer (2021)

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Kristen Stewart channels the inner Diana in this extremely quirky take on the fairytale princess’s flight from grace

by Dennis Burger
February 4, 2022

If there’s one thing I wish I’d known before diving into Pablo Larraín’s Spencer, it’s that this fictionalized portrayal of Princess Diana is as far from bio-pic territory as possible while still incorporating real humans as characters. The film tries to clue you into this from the giddy-up with a title screen that reads “A fable from a true tragedy.” But let’s be honest: That’s the sort of language many a dramatist has leaned on to paper over anachronisms, inaccuracies, and outright fabrications. But Spencer actually does what it says on the tin, delivering a story that could only be accurately described as a fable.

The movie plays out over three days—Christmas Eve though Boxing Day 1991—and if you wanted to distill the plot to its essence, it’s an exploration of Diana’s breaking point, in which she decided to leave her husband and the life of a royal behind her. But it takes such a fascinatingly weird path from its beginning to that point that you can’t simply write the film off as just that. It’s a character study that’s more interested in truth than fact, and although I’m far from qualified to assess whether it hits that mark—really, only one person could have—it certainly feels convincing as a rather abstract expression of Diana’s inner life. 

I guess what I’m saying is, don’t bother Googling “Did that really happen?!” when you stumble on details that seem just farfetched enough to be true. It almost certainly didn’t happen. And trust me, you’ll reach a point in the film where the urge to fact-check leaves you entirely. Maybe it’s the scene in which Diana—played by Kristen Stewart—bites into and swallows a gigantic pearl from a necklace she ripped off her neck at the Christmas dinner table. Maybe it’s the scene in which she gains insight from the ghost of Anne Boleyn. But at some point you’ll give up trying to make more than a tenuous connection between this film and reality—except, perhaps, for the reality that existed in Lady Di’s head. 

Draw a line from Rosemary’s Baby to The Crown, however wiggly, and this film would hew closer to the former than the latter. It is, at times, a psychological drama, at times an absurdist fantasy, and at times a beat poem in cinematic form. And in keeping with its idiosyncratic nature, it doesn’t look like any film I’ve ever seen. There’s no denying from the very first frame that it was shot on film. The quality of the halation is apparent, and inimitable, despite the best video processing algorithms. It’s also a very muted film, mostly devoid of strong contrasts and lacking anything resembling true black. 

It wasn’t until I finished watching the movie and went digging for some additional insights that I discovered it was largely shot on 16mm, which I wouldn’t have guessed based on Vudu’s 4K HDR10 presentation. There doesn’t seem to be enough film grain here for it to have been shot on 16mm, at least not at first glance. And the image is devoid of the sort of muckery normally involved in noise reduction. Fine textures and organic chaos abound, but subtly. As it turns out, the filmmakers used Kodak Vision3 50D, 250D, and 500T stock, which is known for minimal grain even in low-light conditions, of which there are quite a bit in Spencer‘s 117-minute runtime. 

To cut straight to the chase, Spencer is a cinephile’s dream and a videophile’s nightmare. It has a soft, dreamlike, spooky quality but—as a result of the super-low contrasts—no sharp edges and absolutely no pop. It looks like an incredibly well-preserved photograph from decades past. And Vudu’s stream presents this enigmatic image almost flawlessly. There’s one scene early on that takes place in a bathroom in which contrasts are even lower than the norm for the rest of the film, and with the flatness of the background and the bleaching of Stewart’s skin tones, there’s a miniscule amount of posterization that might have been avoided with a bit more bandwidth than Vudu is capable of. But that’s it. 

And if you’ve been keeping up, you won’t be shocked to learn that the film’s Dolby Digital+ 5.1 soundtrack veers quite a way off the beaten path as well. A lot of that has to do with the score by Jonny Greenwood of Radiohead fame, which runs the gamut from traditional cinematic composition to avant-garde jazz in spots, but never fails to both support and enhance the film’s erratic moods. 

Overall, it’s an incredibly dynamic mix, but perhaps not in the sense in which we normally use that word to describe surround mixes. It shifts on a whim from a whisper-quite monophonic experience to a shockingly immersive multichannel onslaught and back with something that might be described as regularity if there were anything regular about it. 

Overall, the music and sound mixing were by far my favorite things about Spencer, which is saying a lot given that I was captivated from beginning to end. It isn’t exactly a great film. Not quite. But it is a very good one, marred only by the occasional slip into melodrama, a few editing flubs, and an ending that’s too much of a tonal shift to swallow. For a movie that’s built on tension, tone, and shockingly tasteful body horror (seriously, who even knew that was possible?) to end with a singalong of Mike + The Mechanics’ “All I Need is a Miracle” over a bite of KFC was just a stretch too far for me. But don’t let that turn you off. Spencer is absolutely worth your time. Maybe rent it instead of buying it sight unseen, though. 

Dennis Burger is an avid Star Wars scholar, Tolkien fanatic, and Corvette enthusiast who somehow also manages to find time for technological passions including high-end audio, home automation, and video gaming. He lives in the armpit of Alabama with his wife Bethany and their four-legged child Bruno, a 75-pound American Staffordshire Terrier who thinks he’s a Pomeranian.

PICTURE | Spencer has a soft, dreamlike, spooky quality with no sharp edges and absolutely no pop, which Vudu presents almost flawlessly 

SOUND | An incredibly dynamic Dolby Digital+ 5.1 mix that shifts from whisper-quite monophonic experience to shockingly immersive multichannel onslaught on a whim

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Review: The 355

The 355 (2022)

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 A bunch of action-movie clichés laid out on a kind of “girl power” smorgasbord results in a movie mostly-female audiences loved and critics panned

by John Sciacca
February 1, 2022

I have a post-CES ritual where I will visit one of the premium large-format theaters in Las Vegas (either the Sony Digital Cinema at the Galaxy Theatres Boulevard Mall or the Dolby Cinema at the AMC Town Square 18), watch a new film in a great cinema, then take a car to the airport and fly home. This is my little self-reward for a week filled with long hours and lots of walking.

This year, I had planned on watching Spider-Man: No Way Home but on Friday January 7, Spidey moved off the big screen and was replaced with The 355, a reference to an unknown female spy during the American Revolution known only as “Agent 355.” Now, not even three weeks later, The 355 is available as a PVOD home rental, including in 4K HDR as a premium rental option for Kaleidescape owners.

By stacking The 355 with a cast of well-known international actresses—Jessica Chastain, Penelope Cruz, Diane Kruger, Lupita Nyong’o, and Bingbing Fan—playing spies with different skillsets representing a multitude of espionage services who are forced to work together to acquire a device to save the world, there are a few obvious comparisons to make, but calling it an all-female Expendables is probably the closest. With its undeniable “girl power” theme—repeatedly showing that any fighting, chasing, shooting, spying, and hacking can be just as ably performed by a woman—the film feels like it was designed to appeal to a female demographic. And audiences—56% of whom were women, with 73% over age 25—seemed to enjoy it, with a current Audience Score of 86%. But, it didn’t resonate with critics, garnering a solidly rotten Rotten Tomatoes score of just 25%.

When you pack this many stars/characters into a film, it can feel like they’ve been shoehorned in for a role that’s little more than a cameo to add another name to the poster. But at two hours, there’s enough time that it feels like the stars all have fairly well-defined rolls and plenty of screen time. There’s Mason “Mace” Brown (Chastain), a hard-charging CIA field agent looking to avenge her partner; Marie Schmidt (Kruger), a German BND agent trying to prove herself and atone for the sins of her father; Khadija (Nyong’o), an ex-British MI6 computer/electronics expert; Graciela (Cruz), a Colombian DNI psychologist with no field experience out of her element; and Lin Mi (Fan), a mysterious Chinese agent.

The film opens in Bogota, Colombia, where a drug lord is trying to sell a new program, loaded onto a hard drive, that can access and decrypt any digital system in the world. The compound is raided by Colombian operators but during the confusion, Agent Rojas (Edgar Ramirez) picks up the drive and decides to sell it on the black market. When news of the drive’s capabilities become known, the CIA sends Mace and partner Nick Fowler (Sebastian Stan) to retrieve it, which leads them around the world to Paris, London, Morocco, and Shanghai.

IMDB lists the film as being shot on Arri at 3.4 and 4.5K, and it certainly looks like it was sourced from a true 4K digital intermediate. Images look sharp, clean, clear, and detailed. From the opening moments as the camera passes over a canopy of trees in Columbia, you can see clear definition in the leaves, tight, sharp tile lines on the drug lord’s compound, and individual blades of grass out in the field. 

Closeups display tons of fine resolution and facial detail, letting you see tiny lines, pores, whiskers, and wrinkles in actors’ faces. You can also see single, loose strands of hair, and appreciate the different textures and patterns in fabrics. There’s a nice flyover of a Moroccan market where you can see the sharp, defined edges of the buildings and then the wear and deterioration in the stone walls inside the market. 

Outdoor and night shots really benefit from the HDR color grade, and there are plenty of both here. There’s a chase outside a fish market in France that’s gorgeously sharp and detailed, even with the grey cloudy skies. Shanghai brightly and garishly illuminated at night also looks terrific, as do a pair of brightly lit and colored dragons outside an auction house. Another chase inside a dark metro tunnel illuminated by bright lighting lining the tunnel really plays to HDR’s strengths. Along with nice, deep, clean blacks throughout, we get some really saturated reds in the China sequences.

The Kaleidescape download includes a DTS-HD 5.1-channel audio mix that has some really dynamic and immersive moments, especially when played through the upmixer of a modern surround processor. The film is bookended with a couple of big action scenes, and these are some of the movie’s most sonically exciting. The opening raid in Colombia features a lot of dynamic gunfire where you can clearly tell the sonic differences between the weapon types. There are also loads of bullet hits and ricochets shattering glass and structures all around the room. 

The sound mix also does a nice job of establishing an environment, whether it’s the swirling of voices in an outdoor market, screams and mayhem during a crowded alley chase, the distant background city sounds and traffic in a Parisian apartment, the open air of a big fish market, the blare of a building’s alarm system, or the hums, rattles, and jangling metal in the interior of a cargo plane.

The sub channel isn’t overused, but is called on to deliver truly tactile bass when appropriate, whether during heavy gunfire or an explosion, or the heavy-driving music that seems to accompany every chase and action scene. Dialogue was clear and well-recorded throughout, and I can’t think of any moments where my wife or I had to ask what someone had said.

While The 355 doesn’t tread any new ground, I found it enjoyable—even when watching it twice within a three-week span. Sure, there are some plot holes and some moments that will test your suspension of disbelief but the characters, acting, fairly rapid pacing, and varied locales are enough to keep it engaging and—more important—entertaining. That plus the video quality on a premium display definitely make it worthy of a rental. 

Probably the most experienced writer on custom installation in the industry, John Sciacca is co-owner of Custom Theater & Audio in Murrells Inlet, South Carolina, & is known for his writing for such publications as Residential Systems and Sound & Vision. Follow him on Twitter at @SciaccaTweets and at johnsciacca.com.

PICTURE | Images look sharp, clean, clear, and detailed with closeups displaying tons of fine resolution and facial detail

SOUND | The DTS-HD 5.1 mix has some really dynamic and immersive moments, especially when played through the upmixer of a modern surround processor

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Review: Rifkin’s Festival

Rifkin's Festival (2020)

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Buried somewhere deep in the heart of this unholy mess lies a movie actually worth watching

by Michael Gaughn
January 31, 2022

So little of Rifkin’s Festival coheres that you basically have two choices: Turn away or mentally cobble together the bits that add up to the film Woody Allen seemed to be trying to make. Just passively toughing it out as presented really isn’t an option.

Which explains why I almost took a pass on reviewing this. But the more I thought about it, the more I sensed that there was a bit of a rough diamond buried deep in its dungheap that might be worth trying to pluck out, no matter how dirty and unpleasant the task. So here we are.

Allen’s previous film, A Rainy Day in New York, was an even bigger mess that had practically nothing going for it and probably never should have been released. So expectations—mine and of the remaining smidglet of the curious—were really low here. 

The thought of spending 90 minutes with Wally Shawn at the center of a cinematic world induced a sense of dread. And, unfortunately, my expectations there were more than met. The casting of Shawn was misguided, if not disastrous, basically because he never had much of a range to begin with and, now that he’s older, has practically no range at all. His character is so thinly sketched in, and Shawn himself is such a negative screen presence, that he (both the character and the actor) just can’t provide the badly needed glue to bring it all together. A little more effort here, both with the conceptualization and the casting, would have made all the difference.

But Rifkin’s Festival is, once you start groping around in that pile, primarily about someone who exists almost wholly divorced from the real world trying to make whatever tentative connections he can with reality. And, viewed from that angle, Shawn couldn’t be more apt, even iconographic. Allen frequently emphasizes that gulf by framing and editing him so he’s ignored by the other characters. Even though he’s clearly a part of the action, he comes across as a passive spectator and an ineffectually ironic commentator.

And this is where the film begins to get interesting. The stuff with Shawn almost invariably falls flat, while just about everything with female leads Gina Gershon and Elena Anaya is surprisingly strong, even compelling. Rifkin is most engaging when it veers toward drama, when it sheds its irony and allows the characters to interact directly and with intensity. The exchange between Louis Garrel and Gershon on the boardwalk, Shawn and Anaya stumbling upon her artist husband in bed with one of his models, Anaya later putting Shawn at arm’s length while she grapples with what to do with her marriage and her life all have an inherent and authentic power. And if Allen’s point was that those messy interactions and emotions are what bring meaning to existence and Shawn is completely ill-suited to ever engage, then that’s a filmic experience worth having. It’s too bad he didn’t decide to shift his emphasis and proportions accordingly somewhere along the way. 

Gershon, who has never made much of an impression before, is almost obliquely commanding, running much farther than expected with the half-baked material she’s given to work with. Anaya takes some getting used to and is saddled with a character who’s less whole person than convenient plot device, but she somehow makes her seem real over the course of the film.

Garrel is perfectly apt as the smug, pretentious movie director but isn’t as resourceful as the female leads at making something out of the straw man he’s been handed. This was a huge lost opportunity because the comments Allen attempts to make about the current state of Hollywood “art” need to be said—he’s just way too glib, obvious, and scattershot about saying them.

I wish Allen had never crossed paths with Vittorio Storaro, whose too insistent shooting style constantly goes against the grain of what Allen is trying to convey. Even in HD (which is the only way you can watch the film on Google Play), the digital cinematography is too sharp—to the point of being garish and grating. It’s especially out of place in a movie that frequently references classic movies. The various pastiches would have been far more convincing, and beguiling, if they’d been shot on 35mm and presented with a sense of film passing through a gate—but I suspect going that way would have been a budget-buster. 

HD is actually an appropriate vehicle for Rifkin’s Festival. A 4K presentation would probably make it look even more video-like and antiseptic. 

I flat-out hated the original soundtrack, which tries to ape Django and the Hot Club of France—something many, like The Gypsy Hombres, have tried and at which all have failed. Reinhardt’s isn’t a “sound” to be reproduced but an utterly unique extension of his complex soul, the sum of his experiences, insights, and unmimicable technique. Allen would have been far better off patching the score together out of vintage tracks, even if it wouldn’t have felt as consistent.

The music, like the images, is crisply, pretty much faultlessly, presented—which is unfortunate, because they both cry out for an analog patina. 

Thanks to the ongoing New Puritan backlash that continues to plague Allen, it took two years for this film to get released. Only a handful of people will ever see it, and most of those people will wonder why they even bothered. But, even though it never comes together into a complete being, Rifkin’s Festival has more meat on its bones than any of the other walking corpses currently staggering across the blasted entertainment landscape.

Michael Gaughn—The Absolute Sound, The Perfect Vision, Wideband, Stereo Review, Sound & Vision, The Rayva Roundtablemarketing, product design, some theater designs, a couple TV shows, some commercials, and now this.

PICTURE | Even in HD (the only way you can watch the film on Google Play), the digital cinematography is too sharp—to the point of being garish and grating. 4K would likely make it look even more video-like and antiseptic. 

SOUND | The music, like the images, is crisply, pretty much faultlessly, presented, but both cry out for an analog patina

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Review: Ghostbusters: Afterlife

Ghostbusters: Afterlife (2021)

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This Ghostbusters sequel checks off all the right boxes, from casting to story to demo-worthy picture and sound

by Ryan Rutherford
January 26, 2022

No disrespect to Paul Feig, who directed the 2016 Ghostbusters movie that was less than well received, but this is what I wanted at the time—a true continuation of the original story that includes the original characters as the original characters. Ghostbusters: Afterlife, directed by Jason Reitman (son of the original Ghostbusters director, Ivan Reitman), met nearly all of my expectations in a climate where movies seem to under deliver more than ever and rarely even make theatrical exhibition. 

With a winning cast led by McKenna Grace, Finn Wolfhard, and Paul Rudd, this movie has all the charm you’d expect and some great callbacks to the original films. When Egon dies suddenly after spending years alone on an Oklahoma dirt farm, his estranged daughter Callie (Carrie Coon) takes her two kids (Grace and Wolfhard) to pick up the pieces of her father’s exiled life. With some funny side characters and a score that lifts heavily from the original Ghostbusters, you can’t help but get in the mood and want to see where this story goes.  

Viewed on Kaleidescape, the 2.39:1 HDR10 presentation, sourced from a 4K digital intermediate, is first-rate and sure to be a demo playing on loop at a showroom near you.  If you need something to show your friends, fire this movie up. It has everything a modern blockbuster should have and then some, with some truly dynamic imagery. Small specular details constantly leap off the screen. Black levels are rich, colors pop, and the detail levels are sharp. 

Sony continues to impress in both its remasters (like A Few Good Men, Lawerence of Arabia, and The Karate Kid) and its current prints like Ghostbusters: Afterlife. Detail levels are both natural and absurd. Each time the movie shows Egon’s old property, the field details are fantastic and the coloring is incredible with no visible gradients in any big-sky imagery and the propensity to nearly blind with bright, sunny skies. The VFX work on the proton packs jumps off the screen with rare vibrance and color. Viewed on my Sony Z8H LED TV, Afterlife ranks as one of the best HDR presentations I’ve yet to see.  

One of the Top 5 Dolby Atmos presentations I’ve ever come across, this mix is one for the ages.  It belongs in the same company as Blade Runner 2049, Mad Max: Fury Road, and Gravity, mostly due to the incredible bass dynamics at play. The power and ferocity with which the bass strikes in awesome to behold. 

You just need to watch the opening credits to hear a lot of what this track has to offer, like the shocking bass and detailed Atmos movements in the overhead channels. As Phoebe (Grace) fires up the proton pack for the first time in Chapter 7, the detailed bottom end that accompanies it is both heard and felt. This bass isn’t one-note but sumptuous and powerful throughout the bottom octaves. 

Rob Simonsen’s score is essentially a Cliffs Notes version of Elmer Bernstein’s original Ghostbusters score but this comforts more than annoys me. (I’m probably alone here.) The music is as dynamic as the rest of the soundtrack and explodes in the sequences it’s called upon for. The atmospheric effects are both nuanced and overwhelming.  From Phoebe tinkering in Egon’s lost lab where lights move gently overhead to the massive Third Act sequence that lights up all channels at levels sure to threaten lesser systems—the bass energy alone nearly cracked my home’s foundation—a lot of love and creativity went into this mix. It’s my current go-to demo and one that will likely be hard to top. 

Ryan Rutherford is a 20-year home theater sales & installation veteran who owns Northstar Audio Video in Altoona, Pa. In between designing & installing systems, he loves his time with his two children and beautiful wife while obsessing about how much better the next TV/receiver/speaker will perform in his home.

PICTURE | A demo-worthy HDR10 presentation. Small specular details constantly leap off the screen, black levels are rich, colors pop, and detail levels are sharp

SOUND | Equally demo-worthy, mostly thanks to the incredible bass dynamics, which aren’t one-note but sumptuous and powerful throughout the bottom octaves

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Review: The Birds

The Birds (1963)

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The 4K HDR transfer tends to emphasize the film’s many flaws, technical and otherwise

by Michael Gaughn
October 16, 2020

Without The Birds, there would be no Jaws—and, arguably, no Spielberg, since he lifted so many of his filmic mannerisms from this brutal and detached end-of-the-world tale. The really ironic thing is, while this is far from Hitchcock’s best film, it’s still better than Jaws. I realize that conclusion is heresy to the popularity = quality crowd but it underlines the vast difference between what an adult with adolescent tendencies and a perpetual adolescent with no interest in growing up can do.

As I mentioned in my Psycho review, Hitchcock, in that film, managed to intuit the entire course of the movies from that point on. But for whatever reason he wasn’t able to assimilate and exploit what he had achieved there and spent the rest of his career sputtering, trying to remain relevant while leaning on his past glories from the Studio Era. But, increasingly consumed by bitterness, he just couldn’t make any of those old conventions hold.

The Birds was his next film after Psycho, and seems meant to function as a kind of companion piece, but because he had lost so much confidence in himself and in the very nature of the movies, his attempt to make a shocker with studio polish resulted in a very uneven affair. This is especially obvious on the technical level, where the heavy reliance on process shots and matte paintings means things rarely sync up visually for large [swathes] of the film. That’s not to fault Robert Burks’ cinematography, which is beautiful and effective when it just gets to record things without having to allow for any trickery. And it’s not really to fault the heavy reliance on Albert Whitlock’s matte work, which almost succeeds in giving the film a warped pastoral quality, like the action is playing out on a vast theater stage. But it’s kind of sad to see Hitchcock’s reach constantly exceed his grasp and sense his slipping ability to maintain a proper sense of proportion.

The things in the film that go well go very well and more than justify the time spent watching it. Since it really doesn’t have any stars, just the semi-talented Robert Taylor and Tippi Hedren as the leads, Jessica Tandy gets to steal the show with her rock-solid performance as a deeply needy yet domineering mother. The scene where she discovers Dan Fawcett’s body still plays—and is one of the things Spielberg lifted pretty much straight for Jaws. And he didn’t just pilfer The Birds for that reveal of a mangled corpse. The subsequent low-angle shot where Tandy stagers out of the house to stand gape-mouthed next to the farm hand would also become a Spielberg staple. 

As would the low-angle track-back late in the film where Tandy, then Hedren, then Taylor are revealed, with the ceiling looming low above them, as they listen for signs that the bird attack has subsided. Not only would Spielberg get an absurd amount of mileage out of this, ’80s filmmakers leaned on it so heavily that they eventually broke it.

What really doesn’t work at all is the famous attack on the school children—which I would have to shift into the “infamous” category, and not just for its technical blunders. The animation at the beginning of the crows welling up from behind the school house is crudely done and all out of proportion. And the pacing of the rear-projection shots creates the weird sense of everyone running in place. A cineaste would argue Hitchcock was trying to evoke a nightmare sense of frantic effort with no progress. He wasn’t—he just couldn’t pull it off.

The equally famous attack on the town almost works, creating a borderline apocalyptic feel larger than what’s being shown on the screen. But it’s marred by that hokey series of shots of Hedren reacting to the stream of flaming gasoline and especially by all of the heavily processed rear-projection stuff while she’s trapped in the phone booth.  

But it wasn’t ultimately the technical miscalculations and gaffes that undermined Hitchcock—they were just the symptoms, not the disease. There’s something really disturbing, but not in any entertaining way, about how he obviously relishes showing children being attacked and witnessing atrocities. Even more foul is how he sets up the doll-like Hedren just to have her brutally taken down—especially during the elaborate bird-rape in the attic at the end. It’s as if his faith n cinema to protect him from the outside world had been shattered and he felt he had to lash out at the audience in his fear and rage.

All of that said, Hitchcock deserves tremendous credit for doing a horror/thriller film without a score. Yes, the absence of music tends to lay bare a lot the movie’s flaws, but it also makes many of the scenes—like the discovery of Fawcett’s body, the later discovery of Annie Hayworth’s body, and the final attack on the Brenner home—tremendously more effective. There’s no John Williams here to Mickey Mouse everything by dragging you through the film by the nose, clobbering you with cues, telling you what to think and feel. You’re thrown into each of the scenes without any ersatz late-Romantic bluster to act as a buffer, which is not just bracing but kind of liberating.

The 4K HDR transfer is for the most part faithful—which means it gets the good moments absolutely right, but also tends to emphasize all that frequent mismatching between shots. Probably the worst shot of the film is the very first one, done on location in San Francisco, which looks like it was grabbed surreptitiously on a 16mm camera. (It wasn’t—it just looks that way.) Get beyond that, and you’ll be able to experience some patches of Burks’ best work. 

The one shot I can fault the transfer for—although its problems lie in the original image—is the very last one in the film, an elaborate high-contrast matte shot that borders on monochrome. The HDR crushes the blacks and punches up the whites so much that it becomes not just too blatantly artificial but visually chaotic. 

If ever a film cried out for a surround mix, this one would seem to be it. So much of it hinges on things happening from just out of frame and on characters being engulfed that it’s a natural for the 5.1 or Atmos treatment. And yet the original soundtrack is so well designed that the DTS-HD Master Audio stereo mix here is surprisingly effective. The staccato bird cries followed by the sudden, muted crescendo of fluttering wings that signals the beginning of the final attack is so chilling that it’s hard to say whether a surround reworking would be an improvement. But I’d be curious to know.

I’m not going to resort to one of those “You can tell I had problems with this film but it still makes for a great night at the movies” conclusions. But I will say this: With very few exceptions, time spent with a Hitchcock film is time well spent. Even if you just watch The Birds to pick up on all the Jaws/Spielberg parallels, you’ll have, in a way, improved your life. The Birds is a suitably disturbing thriller; it’s just not quite the film Hitchcock intended to make.

Michael Gaughn—The Absolute Sound, The Perfect Vision, Wideband, Stereo Review, Sound & Vision, The Rayva Roundtablemarketing, product design, some theater designs, a couple TV shows, some commercials, and now this.

PICTURE | The 4K HDR transfer is for the most part faithful to the original film—which means it gets the good moments absolutely right but also tends to emphasize all the frequent mismatching between shots.

SOUND | The Birds is a natural for a 5.1 or Atmos treatment. And yet the original soundtrack is so well designed that the DTS-HD Master Audio stereo mix here is surprisingly effective.

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