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Movie HighLow is a podcast that examines some of the Best (High) and Worst (Low) movies ever made. Each episode, we go either High or Low (based on the previous week's coin toss) and then break down the Highs and Lows of that particular film. Send your HighLow recommendations to us at MovieHighLow@Gmail.com
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We went Low on Dutch (1991), but let's get something straight right away: neither of us thinks this is a Low. John Hughes' Dutch is one of the most underappreciated Thanksgiving comedies ever made, and we have been watching it every holiday season for years. Is it predictable? Absolutely. Is it basically Planes, Trains and Automobiles with a working-class guy and a spoiled kid instead of two grown men? Pretty much. But that is exactly why it works. You can see every piece of the John Hughes formula clicking into place: opposites forced together, increasingly ridiculous travel disasters, class conflict, unexpected friendship, and a sentimental payoff just in time for Thanksgiving. None of that bothers us. Being able to see the machinery does not mean the machinery isn't working. And in Dutch, the machinery works beautifully. In this episode, we revisit Dutch, directed by Peter Faiman, written by John Hughes, and starring Ed O'Neill as Dutch Dooley, Ethan Embry as Doyle Standish, and Christopher McDonald as Doyle's wealthy, manipulative father. The premise is pure Hughes. Dutch is a working-class regular guy dating Natalie, a divorced mother whose ex-husband has once again decided that being a father is somebody else's problem. When her 12-year-old son Doyle needs to get home from boarding school for Thanksgiving, Dutch volunteers to pick him up. What should be a straightforward drive from Georgia to Chicago becomes an escalating disaster involving BB guns, fireworks, a destroyed car, diner warfare, hitchhiking, a homeless shelter, and two people who would rather be anywhere than in each other's company. One of the first things we talk about is how badly this movie was received when it came out. Dutch was both a critical and financial disappointment, and we think its release date may have been a major factor. Why was a Thanksgiving road-trip comedy released in July 1991, competing with massive summer movies like Terminator 2 and Point Break? This is a movie that belongs in November, when audiences are thinking about family, travel, uncomfortable reunions, and getting home for the holidays. The biggest High is Ed O'Neill. He is basically playing a warmer, more emotionally intelligent version of Al Bundy, without losing any of the working-class attitude that makes him so funny. Dutch is blunt, stubborn, sarcastic, occasionally reckless, and completely unimpressed by wealthy people who think their money makes them better than everyone else. We love that O'Neill never feels like a traditional movie star. He looks and acts like somebody's dad. But Ethan Embry deserves just as much credit. Doyle is a spectacularly obnoxious little kid, and Embry plays him with absolute conviction. He's articulate, smug, entitled, and convinced that Dutch is beneath him. But the performance becomes much more impressive as the movie progresses, because Doyle's transformation never feels completely fraudulent. We argue that even though the movie is called Dutch, it is really Doyle's story. Dutch does not change very much. Doyle is the one who has to stop imitating his father's worst qualities and start figuring out who he actually wants to be. That is the emotional heart of the movie. Doyle has spent his childhood being manipulated by a wealthy father who uses money and status to poison him against his mother. Dutch cannot compete with that wealth, but he can show Doyle something his father never has: genuine concern for other people. And naturally, John Hughes delivers those lessons through some absolutely ridiculous comedy. The boarding school confrontation is a perfect introduction to their relationship. Dutch shows up to retrieve Doyle and immediately gets attacked, karate-chopped, kicked, and shot with a BB gun. The whole sequence eventually ends with Dutch carrying the kid out tied to a hockey stick. Then there is the fireworks scene, which might be the first moment we realize these two could actually become friends. Dutch wants to show Doyle a good time, and Doyle cannot help enjoying himself, even while desperately pretending he isn't. Of course, Dutch accidentally blows up the entire bag of fireworks. We also spend plenty of time on the car accident, which is one of the movie's most important turning points. Doyle's attempt to get even with Dutch results in their car being destroyed by a truck. For the first time, his behavior has consequences beyond inconveniencing the person he hates. Dutch forces him to recognize that the truck driver could have been seriously hurt or killed. And because this is a John Hughes comedy, that serious lesson is followed by Dutch teaching Doyle how to throw a proper punch, only to get knocked flat on his ass. Then comes the diner scene, which might be our favorite scene in the entire movie. Dutch finally realizes he cannot keep matching Doyle's energy, so he lets the kid learn what
We went High on The Shining, and this is not just a High because it is one of the most famous horror movies ever made. For us, Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining (1980) is a masterpiece because it understands something essential about fear: the scariest place in the world is not always the haunted hotel. Sometimes it is the family you are trapped inside. That is the central argument of this episode. Kubrick takes Stephen King’s novel, strips away explanation, changes the characters, changes the ending, and turns a supernatural story into something colder, stranger, and more psychologically suffocating. This is not adaptation as transcription. It is adaptation as transformation. Kubrick understands that sometimes respecting the source material means knowing exactly when to leave it behind. In this episode, we finally check into the Overlook Hotel and talk about The Shining, directed by Stanley Kubrick, starring Jack Nicholson as Jack Torrance, Shelley Duvall as Wendy Torrance, Danny Lloyd as Danny, and Scatman Crothers as Dick Halloran. This is one of Dom’s favorite horror movies, favorite Kubrick movies, and maybe favorite movies, period. It is the kind of film that feels less like something you simply watch and more like something you enter. We begin with the opening aerial shots, because the movie announces itself immediately. The music is dissonant and ominous, the landscape is massive, and the car looks tiny against the mountains. Before anyone says anything scary, the movie has already told us we are going somewhere wrong. A major part of the episode is the difference between King’s novel and Kubrick’s film. King’s version is warmer, more emotional, and more explicit about Jack Torrance as a man being corrupted by the Overlook. Kubrick’s version is colder. His Jack feels dangerous before the hotel ever gets its hooks into him. That has always been one of the big criticisms of the movie, but we argue that it is exactly why this version works. Kubrick is not telling a story about a good man who becomes evil. He is telling a story about a resentful, volatile man who is already standing at the edge and only needs a little push. We also dig into the idea that Jack may have the Shining too. Danny clearly shines. Halloran clearly shines. But Jack’s relationship with the hotel suggests that he may also be receptive to its energy, only he does not understand what he is receiving. Danny and Halloran know there is a signal. Jack mistakes the signal for himself. That may be why the Overlook gets to him so quickly. He is an open door that does not know something is passing through it. One of the biggest Highs is Shelley Duvall as Wendy, a performance that deserves far more respect than it has historically received. It is easy to reduce Wendy to someone who spends the movie crying and terrified, but that misses what Duvall is actually doing. Her Wendy is fragile, yes, but she is also deeply human. She is a woman who has spent years managing Jack’s rage, trying to hold the family together, trying to stay cheerful, trying to keep Danny safe, and slowly realizing that the person she has been protecting the family from is inside the family. We talk about how much information is buried in Wendy’s early conversation with the doctor. Jack injured Danny years earlier, but he has only been sober for five months. That detail tells us everything. This is not one isolated mistake. This is a pattern. Wendy is not naive because she does not know who Jack is. She is exhausted because she knows exactly who he is and has been trying to survive him. Jack Nicholson is, of course, one of the movie’s defining forces. His performance is huge, funny, terrifying, theatrical, and completely iconic. From the first interview with Ullman, Jack Torrance feels wrong. The smile is too wide. The charm is too forced. The resentment is too close to the surface. By the time he reaches the Gold Room and talks to Lloyd, it feels less like a man suddenly going insane and more like a man finally giving himself permission to stop pretending. Another major High is Dick Halloran, played by Scatman Crothers. He is the movie’s clearest force of warmth and goodness. His conversation with Danny about the Shining is one of the only scenes where an adult genuinely meets Danny on his level. He explains the gift, warns him about room 237, and takes him seriously. When Halloran senses Danny’s distress and fights his way back to the hotel, the movie trains us to believe he is the rescue. Then Kubrick brutally rips that hope away. One of the episode’s biggest adaptation discussions is fire versus ice. King’s novel ends with the boiler exploding and the Overlook burning. Kubrick throws that away and gives us the hedge maze, the snow, and Jack freezing to death alone. For this version of Jack Torrance, it is the perfect ending. He does not get redeemed. He does not fight his way back. He gets lost insid
We went Low on Dreamcatcher, but this is a very particular kind of Low. This is not a boring bad movie. This is a wildly overstuffed, deeply strange, completely unfiltered bad movie that somehow has talented actors, a major Stephen King source, Lawrence Kasdan directing, William Goldman on the screenplay, a reported $68 million budget, and an alien that crawls out of somebody’s ass before Jason Lee fights it with a toilet brush. That is the central fascination of Dreamcatcher (2003). It often feels less like a new Stephen King story and more like somebody fed all of Stephen King’s previous work into a machine and asked it to generate the ultimate Stephen King mixtape: childhood friends, Maine, psychic powers, bullies, aliens, body horror, military quarantine, Derry, snow, telepathy, trauma, and alien ass monsters. In this episode, we revisit Dreamcatcher, directed by Lawrence Kasdan and based on the novel by Stephen King, as one of the strangest studio horror failures of the early 2000s. The movie stars Thomas Jane as Henry, Damian Lewis as Jonesy, Jason Lee as Beaver, Timothy Olyphant as Pete, Donnie Wahlberg as Duddits, Morgan Freeman as Colonel Curtis, and Tom Sizemore as Owen Underhill. That is a real cast. There is real money on screen. There are real filmmakers involved. And somehow all of that talent produced a movie where the phrase “shit weasel” becomes central to the mythology. The setup is not bad. Four lifelong friends reunite for their annual hunting trip in the Maine woods. Since childhood, they have shared a mysterious psychic connection tied to Duddits, a boy they defended from bullies when they were young. This year, something is different. A sick, disoriented stranger stumbles into their cabin, the woods go under military quarantine, and soon the group is dealing with alien parasites, telepathic possession, and an entity called Mr. Gray taking over Jonesy’s body. The first High is that the first act almost tricks us into thinking this might be a good movie. We meet each of the guys separately and immediately understand that something unusual connects them. Henry is using some kind of psychic ability with a patient. Jonesy shows empathy toward a student who cheated because he can sense there is more going on. Pete uses his strange gift to help a woman find her keys and tries to turn it into a date. Beaver is writing “SSDD,” same shit, different day, which becomes one of the movie’s repeated psychic signals. There is a real sense that something cosmic is pulling these guys back together. The cabin material also works better than it should. The guys irritate each other in believable ways. They have history. They talk like middle-aged friends who have been repeating the same jokes and rhythms for decades. There is a version of Dreamcatcher that stays with these four guys reconnecting in a cabin while something supernatural slowly closes in, and I would absolutely watch that movie. The biggest High, though, is the memory warehouse. Once Mr. Gray takes over Jonesy’s body, Jonesy retreats inside his own mind, which the movie visualizes as a warehouse filled with files, drawers, rooms, and stored memories. That is a genuinely cool idea. Jonesy is not gone. He is trapped inside the architecture of his own brain, watching Mr. Gray pilot his body from the inside. The movie suddenly becomes a psychological possession story, and for a little while, it feels like it has found something original. And honestly, we have to give Dreamcatcher credit for having no shame. Timothy Olyphant almost gets bitten by an alien that crawled out of a woman while he is writing his friend’s name in the snow with his own piss. There is something admirable about a studio movie this expensive being this weird. The biggest Low is obvious: shit weasels. The moment the movie reveals a monster in the toilet, everything changes. The first bathroom sequence is staged like horror, with Beaver holding the toilet lid shut while waiting for Jonesy to get tape. But then the toothpick drops, the compulsion kicks in, and suddenly Jason Lee is fighting a CGI ass snake with a toilet brush. What should be disgusting becomes silly. The movie’s larger problem is that it has too many ideas and no filter. It wants to be Stand by Me, It, The Tommyknockers, Alien, The Thing, a military quarantine thriller, a psychic drama, a gross-out comedy, and a sentimental friendship story all at once. Every 20 minutes, it shows us a version of itself that could have worked, then abandons it for another movie. Morgan Freeman’s military storyline is another major issue. The second he enters, Dreamcatcher transforms again. Suddenly we are in helicopters, quarantine camps, mass executions, speeches about alien infections, and a completely different tone. It is not that a military alien containment movie cannot work. It is that this one keeps elbowing the cabin movie, the body horror movie,
We went High on The Babadook, because this is the kind of horror movie that gets scarier the more you sit with it. Jennifer Kent’s The Babadook (2014) is not just about a monster in a top hat with long fingers and a creepy children’s book. It is about the thing you lock in the basement, the thing you refuse to name, and the thing that gets stronger the longer you deny it. That is the central argument of this episode: there is the thing coming for you, and then there is the thing coming from you. The Babadook works because it collapses those two horrors into one. If you want to watch it as a literal boogeyman movie, you can. But for us, it becomes much scarier as a psychological horror story about grief, parental rage, resentment, exhaustion, and the terrifying thoughts good people are not supposed to admit they have. In this episode, we revisit The Babadook, written and directed by Jennifer Kent, starring Essie Davis as Amelia and Noah Wiseman as Samuel. Released in 2014, this is a movie that critics embraced but audiences have always seemed split on. We understand why. This is not comfort horror. This is not a funhouse ride. This is a movie that asks you to sit inside a house with a mother and child who are both drowning in grief, fear, loneliness, and emotional neglect. The story follows Amelia, a widow still haunted by the death of her husband Oscar, who died in a car accident while driving her to the hospital to give birth to Samuel. Six years later, Amelia is barely functioning. Samuel is intense, imaginative, loud, frightened, and obsessed with building weapons to fight monsters. Then a disturbing pop-up book called Mister Babadook appears on their shelf, and once they read it, the thing that has been buried in the house starts clawing its way out. One of our biggest conversations is whether the Babadook is real or whether it is inside Amelia. Our answer is basically yes. The movie is powerful because it refuses to make that separation clean. There may be a supernatural force in the house, but the monster also represents everything Amelia has spent six years refusing to feel: grief, anger, resentment toward her child, exhaustion, guilt, and the taboo thoughts that motherhood does not allow her to say out loud. We talk a lot about Jennifer Kent’s vision and how specific it feels. There is a lesser version of this story that could have been a straightforward domestic drama about an overwhelmed widow on the verge of hurting herself and her child. Instead, Kent gives that internal horror the shape of an old silent-film nightmare: the top hat, the cloak, the long fingers, the stop-motion movement, the German expressionist look. The Babadook feels like something ancient, like a monster that has always existed because the feelings it represents have always existed. The children’s book is one of the movie’s smartest choices. Amelia and Samuel do not buy it. It is not gifted to them. It is just there, sitting on the shelf like it was always in the house. That is the metaphor. The grief was already there. The rage was already there. The book just opens it. The biggest High of the movie is Essie Davis, who gives one of the great modern horror performances. In the first half, she is performing “good mother” with every ounce of strength she has left. She is gentle, patient, soft-spoken, and clearly decaying underneath the mask. We can see the effort it takes to keep the monster down. As the movie goes on, that mask starts cracking. Her line readings become sharper. Her face changes. Her body changes. There are moments where she feels like she is channeling Jack Nicholson in The Shining, especially once the Babadook is fully inside her. But the performance never becomes empty horror-movie madness. It stays rooted in the terrible truth of the character: Amelia loves Samuel, and she is also furious at what his birth is tied to. That contradiction is the movie. We also defend Noah Wiseman as Samuel, because the criticism that he is too loud, shrill, or irritating misses the point. Samuel has to be difficult. If he were a sweet, quiet movie child, the story would not work. His behavior is part of the horror, but it is also a symptom of the house he has grown up in. He is the carbon monoxide detector going off while everyone else keeps blaming the noise. He knows something is wrong before anyone else will admit it. And beneath the screaming, weapons, tantrums, and chaos, Samuel is heartbreaking. He loves his mother. He wants to protect her. The scene where Amelia is choking him and he strokes her face instead of fighting back is devastating. That moment only works because the movie understands Samuel as more than an annoying child. He is scared, traumatized, and still trying to save the only parent he has. We also talk about the importance of Amelia’s support system. Robbie, her coworker, and Mrs. Roach, her neighbor, are small but crucial p
We went Low on Virtuosity, but this is one of those Lows where the movie is bad in ways that are still weirdly entertaining. Virtuosity (1995) is mid-’90s techno-thriller anxiety blasted through a Windows 95 screensaver: virtual reality, artificial intelligence, nanotechnology, serial killer databases, cyber gobbledygook, regenerative glass skin, and Russell Crowe grinning like he has decided to personally drag the whole movie into cyber hell. That is the central appeal of the episode. Denzel Washington is trying to ground this thing in grief, trauma, guilt, and redemption, while Russell Crowe is playing a homicidal computer program like a theater kid version of Agent Smith. They do not feel like they are in the same movie, and somehow, that is the best thing about the movie. Virtuosity is not good, but it has the kind of cable-movie energy where, if it is on, we are probably not changing the channel. In this episode, we revisit Virtuosity, directed by Brett Leonard and released in 1995, as part of that strange mid-’90s wave of technology thrillers that seemed equally fascinated and terrified by where computers, virtual reality, and the internet were going. This came out the same year as The Net, Hackers, Johnny Mnemonic, and Strange Days, and you can feel that cultural anxiety all over it. The movie is goofy, dated, and often incoherent, but there is something interesting about watching a 1995 movie panic about artificial intelligence escaping its own parameters. The setup is pure high-concept nonsense in the best and worst ways. Denzel Washington plays Parker Barnes, a former cop serving prison time after killing the man who murdered his wife and daughter. He gets pulled into a virtual reality police training program built around SID 6.7, played by Russell Crowe. SID is not just one killer. He is an artificial criminal made from hundreds of murderers, terrorists, psychopaths, and serial killers, including the man who destroyed Parker’s family. Then, through a beautiful pile of mid-’90s nanotech mumbo jumbo, SID gets a synthetic body and escapes into Los Angeles. The biggest High is Russell Crowe. He is enormous in this movie. He preens, dances, grins, poses, and devours every scene like he knows the only way to save Virtuosity is to make it more ridiculous. And honestly, he is right. SID should be over the top. He is artificial. He has no restraint. He is made out of other people’s violence and programmed to treat murder like play. When he says he could kill Parker but likes to play, that is the whole character. He is not trying to win. He is trying to keep the game going. The other High is Denzel Washington, for the exact opposite reason. Denzel does not wink at the material. He does not play Parker Barnes like a man trapped in a goofy sci-fi action movie. He plays him straight, as a guy whose life has been wrecked by real violence and who is now being used by a system that does not care whether he survives. That contrast is where the better version of Virtuosity lives: an artificial villain who only understands violence as entertainment colliding with a real man whose entire life has been shaped by grief. The problem is that the movie never fully builds itself around that collision. It keeps falling back into generic mid-’90s action beats instead of digging into the most interesting idea it has. SID entering the real world should be the movie’s turning point. When he comes out of that strange snake-egg birth pod and says “whoa, gravity,” we get a glimpse of a better movie. He was a digital god inside a simulation, and now he has to deal with weight, pain, temperature, balance, hunger, fear, and maybe even mortality. That could have been fascinating. Instead, the movie cannot decide what SID is once he becomes real. Is he bound by physical reality, forced to learn the rules of the human world? Or is he a cartoon cyber demon with supervillain powers? Virtuosity wants both, which means the rules get fuzzy fast. The movie needed to pick a lane: make him a real serial killer in a real world, or let the entire movie become Russell Crowe’s cyber circus. The biggest Low is how much Virtuosity feels like it is cribbing from Demolition Man. We have a theatrical super-criminal who does not fit the current system, law enforcement dragging a disgraced former cop back into service because he is uniquely equipped to stop him, a near-future bureaucracy overwhelmed by its own technology, and a villain treating the modern world like a playground. The difference is that Demolition Man knows exactly what kind of movie it is. It is confident, satirical, broad, and specific. Virtuosity keeps reaching for that energy without having the same clarity. We also talk about how underwritten the Kelly Lynch character feels, especially the half-hearted attempt to create romantic or emotional tension between her and Parker. The movie gestures toward a surrogate family d
We went High on Nine Days, but this is a very different kind of High for us. This is not a massive cultural touchstone, a blockbuster, or one of those movies everyone already agrees is a classic. Nine Days (2021) is a small, quiet, underseen film with an enormous idea: what if, before you were born, you had to interview for the chance to live? That premise could have turned into something overly abstract or painfully sentimental, but Edson Oda’s Nine Days does something much more powerful. It uses tube TVs, VHS tapes, one isolated house, and a vast salt flat to ask one of the biggest questions a movie can ask: what makes life worth living? And instead of answering with speeches about destiny or meaning, it answers through small human moments: a peach, a bike ride, a joke at dinner, a scream from the top of a mountain, someone seeing you clearly before you disappear. In this episode, we talk about Nine Days, written and directed by Edson Oda, as one of the best movies almost nobody talks about. The film stars Winston Duke as Will, Zazie Beetz as Emma, Benedict Wong as Kyo, Bill Skarsgård as Kane, Tony Hale as Alexander, Arianna Ortiz as Maria, and David Rysdahl as Mike. It is a high-concept drama with an indie-scale approach, and that combination is exactly why it works. The setup is simple and devastating. Will lives in an isolated house surrounded by salt flats, watching human lives unfold through old television screens. When one of those lives ends, several unborn souls arrive at his door and compete for the chance to be born. Over nine days, Will interviews them, tests them, studies them, and decides which one gets to enter the world. But the longer the process goes on, the more the movie shifts away from the question of who deserves life and toward the question of whether Will can remember why life mattered to him in the first place. We spend a lot of time talking about how original this premise feels, especially now. This is the kind of small, high-concept adult drama that used to have more room in the movie landscape. Today, it feels like films either get made for very little or get inflated into giant franchise products, with almost nothing in the middle. Nine Days feels like it belongs to that missing middle: thoughtful, emotional, strange, ambitious, and built for adults who want a movie to sit with them after it ends. One of the biggest Highs is the movie’s minimalism. It could have buried itself in explanations about heaven, purgatory, angels, souls, or the mechanics of the afterlife. Instead, it keeps the world grounded and almost mundane. Will and Kyo have a job. There are groceries. There are reports. There are tapes. There are TVs stacked in a little house. That normalcy makes the otherworldly elements feel more haunting, not less. The movie does not need glowing portals or enormous visual effects. Its mystery works because it stays intimate. We also talk about the POV footage on the televisions. The idea that Will watches lives from the inside, through each person’s direct experience, is beautiful and immersive. It makes life feel both ordinary and miraculous. The movie finds meaning in the images that pass by quietly in the background, which is really the whole point. Most of life is not the big defining event. Most of life is the stuff we barely notice while it is happening. The performances are another huge High. Winston Duke has to play Will as buttoned-up, clinical, wounded, and deeply compassionate all at once. He is detached because he has to be, but we can feel how much the work is destroying him. Every time he recreates a final wish for one of the souls who is not selected, the movie becomes almost unbearably tender. He is there to comfort them before they disappear, and then he breaks when they are gone. Zazie Beetz as Emma is the soul of the movie. Emma represents the thing Will has forgotten: curiosity, presence, openness, and awe. She shows up late because she is probably looking at the sky, the ground, the light, the air, and everything around her. She does not play the interview game the way Will wants her to. She asks questions. She notices things. She eats a peach not because she is hungry, but because she can. That is the whole movie right there. The central debate of the episode is whether Will makes the right choice. He chooses Kane because he believes Kane is better equipped to survive the harshness of the world. Will sees Emma’s openness as a kind of vulnerability, maybe even a fatal one. He is not trying to be cruel. He is trying to protect the world from swallowing another person like him. But that is what makes the choice so heartbreaking. Emma may not be ar
We went High on The Prestige, and this is one of those Highs where the movie almost feels built for this podcast. Christopher Nolan’s The Prestige (2006) is not just a movie about magic. It is a movie constructed like a magic trick, and the more you watch it, the more you realize Nolan has been showing you the secret from the beginning. He tells you what the trick is, puts the evidence in front of your face, and then waits for you to notice. That is why this movie keeps getting better every time we return to it. The secret impresses no one. It is the trick you use it for. That line is the whole philosophy of the movie. The Prestige is about obsession, performance, sacrifice, ego, grief, rivalry, and the terrible things people will do to be the one left standing when the audience applauds. In this episode, we revisit The Prestige, directed by Christopher Nolan, starring Christian Bale as Alfred Borden, Hugh Jackman as Robert Angier, Michael Caine as Cutter, Rebecca Hall as Sarah, Scarlett Johansson as Olivia, and David Bowie as Nikola Tesla. This is one of Dom’s favorite Nolan movies, and honestly, the case is not hard to make. It has everything Nolan does best: fractured timelines, obsessed protagonists, nested mysteries, a final reveal that changes the whole movie, and an ending that does not stop asking questions after the credits roll. The first big idea we talk about is that The Prestige is Christopher Nolan’s love letter to filmmaking. The three parts of a magic trick, the pledge, the turn, and the prestige, are basically the three acts of a movie. You show the audience something ordinary. You transform it into something impossible. Then you bring it back in a way that makes them wonder how you did it. Nolan understands endings better than almost anyone, and this movie is almost entirely built around the power of a final act that makes you immediately want to start the movie over. We also talk about how the opening image of the top hats in the woods becomes a perfect bookend with the final image of Angier’s bodies in the tanks. The movie begins with duplicates, death, and a mystery we do not yet understand. Then it slowly teaches us how to read what we have already seen. That is the magic trick. The movie is not hiding the secret so much as daring us to look closely enough. The performances are a huge High. Christian Bale has one of the most difficult jobs in the film because, on first viewing, he has to play Borden as a man divided by his own nature. On rewatch, once you know the truth, you realize he is playing two different men sharing one life. That makes every scene with Sarah more painful. When she says, “You don’t mean it today,” the line works one way the first time and a completely different way once you understand the trick. She is not married to a complicated man. She is married to a lie that keeps changing shape. That is where the movie’s emotional cost really lands. Sarah is not part of the trick by choice. She is collateral damage. She knows something is wrong, even if she cannot name it. The tragedy is that the person she loves is only partly available to her, and sometimes not even the right person at all. The same goes for Julia, Angier’s wife, whose death becomes the wound that drives the rivalry. These women are where the men’s obsession lands, and the movie is very clear that the cost of greatness, ego, and secrecy is not only paid by the men chasing applause. Hugh Jackman is just as strong as Angier because his performance shifts so carefully. At first, Angier feels like the more sympathetic character. He loses his wife in a horrible accident, and his anger at Borden makes emotional sense. But as the movie goes on, he becomes the more frightening figure. He is the showman who cannot invent the trick, so he steals, sabotages, and eventually builds his entire life around beating Borden. Jackman also gets to play Root, the drunken double, and that performance lets the movie show its own form of cinematic magic right on screen. We also get into Michael Caine as Cutter, who functions as the engineer, the conscience, and the father figure of the movie. His final confrontation with Angier is devastating because he realizes how deeply he has been used. When he tells Angier that the sailor who almost drowned lied, that drowning was not peaceful, that it was agony, the line reframes every version of Angier’s trick. It is one thing to build an illusion. It is another thing to build it out of repeated death. Then there is David Bowie as Tesla, which is almost too perfect. Tesla feels mythical before he even appears, and Bowie brings exactly the right strangeness to him. The Tesla and Edison rivalry mirrors Borden and Angier beautifully. Borden is the craftsman and illusionist. Angier is the showman. Tesla is the visionary. Edison is the man who knows how to sell the future. The whole movie is about incomplete men trying to steal
We went Low on Disturbing Behavior, but this is exactly the kind of Low we like having around. Disturbing Behavior (1998) is not a great movie, but it is absolutely a late ’90s guilty pleasure: brainwashed preppies, creepy adults, Pacific Northwest fog, alternative rock needle drops, weird cafeteria tribes, mind control surgery, and James Marsden drinking a carton of milk like the world’s oldest high school student. The episode’s central argument is that this movie has a much better idea than its final cut knows how to handle. It is a story about adults underestimating teenagers, dismissing their fear, and trying to surgically remove everything messy, rebellious, hormonal, and individual about them. Then the studio seems to have made the most thematically perfect bad decision possible: cut out the meat of the story and get to the end faster. In this episode, we revisit Disturbing Behavior, directed by David Nutter and released in 1998, as a movie that lives on a very specific shelf: flawed, compromised, overcooked, underwritten, but somehow still alive. It stars James Marsden as Steve Clark, Katie Holmes as Rachel Wagner, Nick Stahl as Gavin Strick, Bruce Greenwood as Dr. Caldicott, and William Sadler as Newberry. It is one part teen thriller, one part suburban conspiracy movie, one part watered-down A Clockwork Orange, and one part vulgar episode of Dawson’s Creek with brainwashing. The premise is genuinely creepy. After a family tragedy, Steve moves to Cradle Bay, a town where the lawns are too clean, the adults are too calm, and the popular kids, known as the Blue Ribbons, act less like high school students and more like honor roll cult members. They are polite, athletic, well dressed, academically successful, and deeply punchable. At first, they just seem like overachieving suburban nightmares. But Gavin, the local conspiracy-minded outsider, knows something worse is happening. In Cradle Bay, teenage rebellion is not treated like a phase. It is treated like a defect. That is the idea that makes the movie worth talking about. The real villain is not just Dr. Caldicott. The real villain is conformity. We talk about how much this movie reflects a late ’90s fear of being processed into sameness. This was an era obsessed with nonconformity, individuality, outsider identity, and not joining the pack, even while corporations were selling that rebellion back to teenagers through Hot Topic, soundtracks, and movie marketing. Disturbing Behavior accidentally captures that contradiction perfectly. The biggest High is Nick Stahl as Gavin. He is the standout because he understands exactly what kind of movie he is in. Gavin gets a lot of stylized, overwritten late ’90s dialogue, and in the wrong hands it could have been unbearable. Stahl makes it work. He plays Gavin as a sarcastic wiseass who is smarter and more capable than anyone gives him credit for, including maybe himself. His lunchroom breakdown of all the high school tribes is a very familiar ’90s teen movie scene, but this version works because Gavin and U.V. make it funny, specific, and weirdly memorable. Another major High is William Sadler as Newberry, who might be the movie’s most interesting character. He is funny, strange, and hiding in plain sight, a janitor who clearly understands much more than anyone realizes. His rat-killing obsession feels like a metaphor for what is happening in the school, and Sadler gives the movie the kind of weirdo character-actor energy that makes it more fun than it probably has any right to be. We also give credit to the atmosphere. The Pacific Northwest setting gives the movie a cold, eerie, almost Twin Peaks quality. The cinematography has some legitimately great images: the opening cliff overlook, the Blue Ribbons silhouetted on the docks, and the smoky high school hangout spaces. The score is cheesy, but the soundtrack is a time capsule. The Flys’ “Got You Where I Want You” is still a banger, and the music video feels like its own little late ’90s cultural artifact. The biggest Low is studio interference. The theatrical cut runs only 84 minutes, and you can feel the missing material. Deleted scenes apparently filled in Steve’s brother’s suicide, the backstory of Cradle Bay, and the larger sociology behind why the town would accept Caldicott’s Blue Ribbon program. Without that context, the movie feels stitched together. It has the shape of a sharper satire, but not all the connective tissue. The missing Cradle Bay backstory especially hurts. If the movie had shown that the town was traumatized by out-of-control teenagers causing a fatal crash, then the adult conspiracy would make more sense. Instead, the parents mostly come off like passive participants with plausible deniability. Are they knowingly sacrificing their kids’ individuality, or are they just looking the other way because the Blue Ribbon kids get good grades and stop causing trouble? The movie
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