Everything epic that Legends of the Fall strains so hard to achieve, Rudyard Kipling’s The Jungle Book accomplishes niftily. This live-action version has a lot to overcome, not least of which is our familiarity with two famous film predecessors, including Disney’s own 1967 animated classic. The engaging solution is to make the adventures of Mowgli, raised in the Indian jungle, look like an animation come to life: This is a defanged Jungle Book for the Lion King generation, colored and framed like a jolly piece of Indian pulp art. Read More...
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Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee. That’s both the epigraph to Cavell’s violent debut story collection and a fair summation of how each tale operates. His characters are boxers, killers, paintball fanatics, paranoids, and trash-talkers; typical is the codeine-popping light heavyweight who imagines cracking open his skull and using ”steel wool to scrape the bruises off of my steaming brains.” Cavell’s writing is lean and mean, stripped down to make his cast of imploding alpha males all the more naked and frightening. Read More...
