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BLADE II AND CLOCKSTOPPERS -

>From Crackhead Vampires to Time Machines
by Rachel Deahl
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In this sequel Wesley Snipes returns as the titular half vampire,

half-human that stalks evil with a heavy silver sword and a brutally high

kick. A passable combination of over-the-top gore and martial arts

pyrotechnics, Blade II trades on the same expected formula of its

predecessor. And like the original Blade, this feature is initially more

watchable than you might think, although the experience becomes tiring long

before the final credits roll.
In this go-round, Snipes is given a new breed of enemy whose ass he must

kick. Through a genetic mutation, a new kind of creature has come into

being: a mutant vampire that feeds on both humans and the sharp-toothed

bloodsuckers.
Described as a kind of crack addict vampire, the new breed must feed

exponentially more times than regular old vampires. And, more than simply

sucking blood; these unfortunate creatures devour their prey whole (they

actually have no mandible so that they can open their mouth in a leech-like

manner to attach onto their prey). And talk about an appetite, if these

fellas don't feed often enough they'll actually begin to gnaw on

themselves! Pasty, bald, clear-skinned predators, the new villains look

like skinheads who escaped the set of Night of the Living Dead.
In an unusual turn of events, Blade is approached by the vampire nation so

that he can team up with them in order to eradicate the new baddies. The

emperor of the vampires (who is seemingly a second cousin of the emperor

from the Star Wars trilogy, both in appearance and career choice) asks

Blade to work with an elite team of vampires (originally trained to take

out Blade) in order to take down the mutant breed that is multiplying at an

alarming rate.  Uneasy about teaming up with his enemy, Blade agrees but

remains on his guard.
Shot on location in Prague (where the film is set), Blade II maintains a

dingy, eerie look and feel throughout. Wandering through a kind of

post-apocalyptic ghetto, Wesley Snipes kicks ass in various unsightly

places-- blood banks that look like crack houses and after-hours clubs that

look like crack houses.
And, although Blade II boasts more than a fair amount of well-crafted fight

scenes, the crackhead vampires Snipes and crew are after can only be

destroyed by sunlight, allowing for more fires than fisticuffs.
For fans of the original, and viewers looking for the kind of artistry

ignored on WWF Smackdown, Blade II will probably be two hours well spent.

Other viewers, however, should beware.
 
 
 
CLOCKSTOPPERS
 
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Putting Einstein's relativity theory into motion, literally, Clockstoppers

gives the power to halt time to a couple of California kids with moderately

amusing results.

A joint effort from Paramount and Nickelodeon films, Clockstoppers aims to

be kid friendly first and foremost; unfortunately it doesn't leave much in

the way of leftovers for the adults.
Working mostly off of numerous gags and scenarios on the 'how neat is it to

stop time' theme, this kiddy flick isn't unbearable, but it's not that

enjoyable either.
Jesse Bradford (from the irresistible teen hit Bring It On) stars as Zak, a

street-smart high schooler who makes extra cash by selling second hand crap

on Ebay.
Hoping to buy a used Mustang with all the loot he's made from his online

operation, Zak pleads with his dad, a brilliant Physics professor at a

nearby college, to co-sign the lease on the car. Unable to make time to

check out the car, the scenario causes a rift between father and son, as

Zak complains that his dad only seems to focus on his students and his

work.
But when Dad goes off to a science conference, Zak discovers the top-secret

device his old man left behind. Looking like your average digital sports

watch, Zak unknowingly straps on a timepiece that seemingly has the power

to stop time. The watch, built by a former student of Zak's dad (French

Stewart), actually allows its wearer to move so quickly that it only

appears as if they've stopped time. In reality, they're simply moving

exponentially faster than everything else around them is.
What initially begins as a cool trick (Zak and friends use the watch to get

back at a school bully and various local characters who've pissed them

off), becomes a dangerous mistake. Soon enough Zak is being hunted down by

the government baddies (led by Michael Bien) who engineered the creation of

the watch.
With his hot girlfriend, Francesca (Paula Garces) in tow, Zak must outwit

the bad guys in order to save his dad and generally make all right with the

world.
Clockstoppers is cute enough, with a charismatic lead in Bradford, but the

time tampering becomes repetitive all too soon. The comedic talents of

Julia Sweeney (best known for her work on Saturday Night Live as the

genderless Pat) and French Stewart are unfortunately wasted in lackluster

supporting roles, leaving the film lacking the rich sense of irony and

sarcastic humor it might have supplied to its older viewers.
As such, this underwhelming outing is strictly fit for the tikes and pre-teens.

 
E.T.

20TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION
 
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There are some films that forever remain in your collective conscious not

simply as films, but as something more: milestones of the past. These are

films that you see at a particular moment in time and are forever bound to

that moment; to the person you were with, the things you were doing, the

person you were.
I was four years old when my parents took me to see E.T. It remains one of

my earliest memories of "going to the movies." And, after one or two

incomplete viewings on television, seeing the 20th Anniversary Edition

marks the first time I've seen Stephen Spielberg's alien opus in its

entirety in twenty years.
What I remembered of E.T. was, well, limited (chalk it up to the difference

in perspective between a pre-schooler and a twenty-something).
I remembered Drew Barrymore's adorable Gertie. I remembered the pervasive

catch phrase that the movie coined ("E.T. phone home"). And I remembered,

perhaps more than anything else, the gut-wrenching feeling I got when I

thought E.T. was dead. Suffice to say, I never recognized the cinematic

qualities of Speilberg's film, qualities which immediately came to the fore

after this viewing.
>From its opening sequence, which is shot entirely in shadow and without any

dialog, when E.T. loses contact with the mother ship and is abandoned,

Spielberg's film is expertly crafted and beautifully shot. Like JAWS, which

showcased the wunderkind's ability to create suspense from the simplest of

scenarios, E.T. demonstrates a similar gift for simplistic storytelling

accompanied by brilliant filmmaking.
As in JAWS, the director accomplished much with the little touches. From

the slightly melodramatic, yet highly effective, framing of E.T.'s human

captors as only shadows, to the scene in the kitchen when the smoke from

the hot water emanating from the faucet mixes with the smoky environs of

the forest E.T. lands in, Spielberg creates a distinctive and playful

visual oeuvre.
What's most striking about E.T. after all these years though, is how

effectively Spielberg manages to tell this story from the perspective of

his child stars. What makes E.T. such a magical film is that it manages to

recreate the world with a child's sense of wonder, without ever

compromising itself.
The bad men are simply shadows, the realities of a broken home amount to

little more than a mother's infrequent crying, and kids can fly to safety

on their dirt bikes.

At one point in the film, E.T. listens in from the closet as the mother

reads Peter Pan to Gertie. The moment is so compelling because it reminds

us that Spielberg is our cinematic Peter Pan. He is a director who

constantly strives to fix the world in that perfect, yet impossible,

perspective a child has. In Spielberg's world things work out and,

ultimately, the nuclear family is saved.
It's fitting in many ways that E.T. should be re-released on the heels of

Spielberg's first box office disappointment in recent memory: A.I. The

dark, horrifying world A.I. put forth was a disconcerting one for Spielberg

to give his fans. As fractured as it is ambitious, the most discomfiting

aspect of A.I. was that its director could not successfully tack on a happy

ending to his story. With A.I., for the first time in his career, against

his best intentions, Spielberg offered up a film that was more pessimistic

than optimistic and his box office returns suffered in accordance.
Now, with the re-release of E.T., Spielberg reminds us of the warm, fuzzy

director who staked his claim on happy endings.
While A.I. closed with the devastating realization that Haley Joel Osmet

would never be able to go home, E.T. closes by reuniting not one, but two

families. Both alien and boy are returned to their mothers, with the

addition of a new father (Peter Coyote) for the earthbound clan.

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