Swedish vampires come to America, Freakonomics gets dramatized, and Mark Zuckerberg steals Facebook. Who gets your ticket money?
Director: Matt Reeves
Cast: Kodi Smit-McPhee, Chloe Moretz, Richard Jenkins
SCOTT: I caught the premiere of this latest American remake of a foreign horror movie last week at Fantastic Fest in Austin, so I'm in a good position to tell you what you probably suspected already: if you're not allergic to subtitles and you've already seen the 2008 Swedish version of Let the Right One In, you don't need to bother with this one. It's not that there's anything wrong with writer-director Matt Reeves' take on the material, exactly; it's just that there's nothing substantially different about it. Reeves gets good performances from his young leads, Kodi Smit-McPhee (as the lonely boy who befriends a vampire) and Chloe Moretz (continuing her Kick-Ass killing spree), and he effectively recreates the low-key melancholy tone of the original. But it's still just a really crisp Xerox copy.
ANDREW: And you know what? At the risk of getting my pop-culture credentials revoked, I'll admit right here that I wasn't as rapturously enthralled by the original as the rest of the cineverse, so I certainly feel no burning desire to see the same exact story again just to hear it spoken (and screamed and whispered) in my mother tongue. I mean, I've got nothing against Moretz (yet), and I wish her well with her tween ultraviolence thing. But I'm sure the local cineplex will have some other movie I'd rather let myself into.
Directors: Heidi Ewing, Alex Gibney, Seth Gordon, Rachel Grady, Eugene Jarecki, Morgan Spurlock
ANDREW: The alternative could be this omnibus adaptation of Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. Dubner's "fun with statistics" best-seller by a supergroup of acclaimed documentarians. They've tried to dramatize theories about whether ninth graders can be bribed to succeed and why some parents decide to name their progeny "Roshanda." I never got around to reading the book, but now there's an even easier way to sound all smart at cocktail parties.
SCOTT: It's certainly hard to argue with the talent behind the camera, including the ultra-prolific Alex Gibney (Casino Jack and the United States of Money), Seth Gordon (The King of Kong), and Morgan Spur…well, okay, maybe we can argue with Morgan Spurlock, who has developed into quite the self-infatuated nuisance since bursting on the scene with Supersize Me. Still, every all-star team has a weak link, so I probably won't hold his presence against the movie.
Director: David Fincher
Cast: Jesse Eisenberg, Justin Timberlake, Andrew Garfield, Rooney Mara
SCOTT: Just because I spend half my day on Facebook doesn't necessarily mean I'm infatuated with the story behind its creation, especially since that story involves smarmy Harvard billionaires. I mean, how much should I really care about whether one of these douchenozzles ripped off another one? Still, I am more than a little intrigued by The Social Network, not only because of good word-of-mouth from critics I trust, but also because, Benjamin Button notwithstanding, David Fincher remains a filmmaker of interest to me. What about you? Are you ready to press the "like" button for this one?
ANDREW: Not only will I be "like"-ing The Social Network (and sending it several hundred updates on my latest Farmville antics), but I'm also picking it for this week's One Movie To See award. As you know, I was a scholarship kid at Fair Harvard, and so I always enjoy fake Hollywood depictions of the university (since film crews are seldom allowed to pahk their cahs in the actual Yahd). And, while not all of my former classmates were card-carrying douchenozzles (and, in fact, some were actually nice), I will say Jesse Eisenberg's expression of effete arrogance in the trailer definitely reminds me of my own undergrad frenemy list… so count me in for the Aaron Sorkin-penned schadenfreude of watching Fincher's trust-fund sharks ripping into each other for my non-billionaire amusement.
The One Movie You Should See This Week: The Social Network