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Now-You-See-Me-01“NOW YOU SEE ME” My rating: C (Opening wide on May 31)

116 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Big, slick and determined to wow us with its amazingness, the magic-themed caper film “Now You See Me” is less a David Copperfield spectacular than a fumbled bit of sleight-of-hand as performed by “Arrested Development’s” Gob Bluth.

The movie starts falling apart as soon as it begins. “Now You See Me” isn’t about the characters and it certainly isn’t about stage magic. It feels like something the screenwriters (Ed Solomon, Boaz Yakin, Edward Ricourt) cooked up on a dare, vying to establish the most outlandish, complicated yarn possible.

What they’ve produced is a towering house of cards that any two-year-old could knock over.

At the outset of Louis Leterrier’s film we’re introduced to four struggling street magicians, each of whom has a magic specialty.  Daniel  (Jesse Eisenberg) is a cocky card manipulator and illusionist. Henley (Isla Fisher) is an escape artist. Jack (Dave Franco…James’ brother) is an accomplished pickpocket. Merritt (Woody Harrelson) is a mentalist/hypnotist.

These rivals are recruited by a mysterious, unseen individual to form a big Las Vegas magic act, the Four Horsemen.

On their opening night the Horsemen “teleport” a French vacationer to the vault of his bank in Paris, where millions in Euros are sucked up into an air vent and end up fluttering over the delighted audience back on the Strip.

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frances“FRANCES HA” My rating: B-  (Opens May 31 at the Glenwood Arts, Cinemark Plaza)

86 minutes | MPAA rating: R

“Frances Ha” finally won me over. But it took a while.

The latest from director Noah Baumbach (“The Squid and the Whale”) finds him reunited with Greta Gerwig, the vaguely daft co-star of his 2010 “Greenberg.”

Gerwig was about the only thing about that uber-dry Ben Stiller comedy that I enjoyed, and since then she’s appeared in a rash of indie and mainstream films (“No Strings Attached,” “Arthur,” “Damsels in Distress,” “To Rome with Love”)  and become an item with Baumbach.

Gerwig co-wrote and plays the title role in “Frances Ha,” which was shot in crisp black and white in a style that is hugely reminiscent of Woody Allen’s masterful “Manhattan.”  For the first hour or so I was very much on the fence. This is one of those comedies that is more funny strange than funny ha-ha

The twentysomething Frances lives in New York City where she struggles with relationships and employment and making ends meet.

She’s an apprentice with a professional dance company and wants to move up the ladder there, but she’s kind of clumsy and dorky, certainly not prima ballerina material.  She’s much better at leading a dance class for the small fry, where her childlike persona melds effortlessly with those of her students.

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Macarena Garcia

Macarena Garcia

“BLANCANIEVES” My rating: B (Opens May 31 at the Tivoli)

104 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

“Blancanieves” is Spanish for “Snow White.” And, yes, Spanish director Pablo Berger’s film is yet another telling of that classic tale from the Brothers Grimm.

But Berger has plenty of tricks up his sleeve. For one thing, he updates the story to Spain in the 1920s. For another, he shoots it in pristine black and white.

And most daringly, he makes it a silent movie. Even more silent than “The Artist,” for here there are no sound effects and not even a snippet of spoken dialogue.  Just music.

The Dwarfs

The Dwarfs

The results are frequently visually ravishing but, to my tastes, a bit undercooked dramatically. Unlike “The Artist,” “Blancanieves” doesn’t play with silent movie conventions. It embraces them totally and the results are sometimes less fun than, well, academic.

Poor little Carmen (played as a child by Sofia Oria) is the daughter of a famous matador crippled in the ring (Daniel Gimenez Cacho) and a mother who died during childbirth.

Her paralyzed father has married his nurse, Encarna (Maribel Verdu, the beautiful star of “Y Tu Mama Tambien” and “Pan’s Labyrinth”), who treats him like dirt, has sado-masochistic sex with the chauffeur and gleefully revels in her newfound wealth.  As for little Carmen, she’s reduced to sleeping in a dank basement, slaving at household chores, and visiting her papa when the evil stepmother isn’t looking.

It’s during these father-daughter sessions that the former matador begins coaching his little girl in the art of bullfighting. It becomes their little secret.

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Nathan Lane, Julianne Moore

Nathan Lane, Julianne Moore

“THE ENGLISH TEACHER” My rating: C  (Opens May 24 at Standees in Prairie Village)

93  minutes | MPAA rating: R

There may be a decent comedy hiding somewhere inside “The English Teacher.”  Lord knows it’s got the right cast.

But the feature debut of TV veteran Craig Zisk (“Weeds,” “United States of Tara,” “Nip/Tuck,” “Parks and Recreation”) is a tepid thing.  It’s almost as if Zisk wasn’t sure whether he was making a comedy or something else entirely.

The setup sounds promising.  Fortysomething high school English teacher Linda Sinclair (Julianne Moore) is a spinster whose attempts at finding a decent man have not been fruitful. So she throws herself into being the best teacher she can be — inspiring, available, encouraging.

Then she runs into one of her former students, Jason Sherwood (Michael Angarano), back in his podunk Pennsylvania town after four years of university and two years of trying to break into Broadway as a playwright.

Linda is frustrated that her former star pupil hasn’t made it big. She asks to read his magnum opus — which appears to be a mannered, really dreadful allegorical psycho drama about children and parents that is part Maeterlinck’s “The Blue Bird,” part adolescent whinefest.  It ends with the murder and suicide of the two main characters.

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Standees_Interior_LargeA couple of years back I heard that a combination restaurant/movie theater was planned for the venerable Prairie Village Shopping Center at 71st and Mission Road.  I wrote it off as another overreaching pipe dream that would burn out in no time.

Truth is, I’ve never warmed to the dinner-and-a-movie format featured at the Alamo Draft House downtown or at AMC’s Studio 30 in Olathe.  Eating in the dark while the wait staff provides unwanted distractions?  No thanks.

Turns out I couldn’t have been more wrong about Standees, the Entertaining Eatery.

The new complex opening May 24 on the mall in the Village (in the space formerly occupied by the Macy’s home store and Einstein Brothers Bagels) looks to me like a total winner, a very classy (yet affordable) restaurant joined with three wonderfully intimate (but not at all cramped) movie auditoriums.

Standees is the first  effort by Dineplex International, a newly-formed company headed by Frank Rash, an exhibition veteran with nearly 25 years with AMC Entertainment.

Among the other principals in the operation are former AMC CEO Peter Brown and former AMC veep for Strategic Analysis Doug Stone.

Together these guys have decades of exhibition experience, and they’ve done an astounding job of sizing up their intended market.

For starters, they don’t regard Standees as a movie-and-a-meal operation

“It’s first and foremost a restaurant,” Rash explains. “It’s designed to do well just as a restaurant.  But all of us involved love movie exhibition, and this lets us keep our hands in.”

I’m yet to eat at Standees, but I like what I’ve heard from Chef Patrick McDonnell and what I saw at a recent walk-through.

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Iceman“THE ICEMAN” My rating: B- (Opening May 17 at the Barrywoods 24, Cinemark Plaza and Studio 30)

106 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Michael Shannon’s trademark creepiness is put to good use in “The Iceman,” the story of real-life mob assassin Richard Kuklinski, who by the time he was arrested in 1986 was believed to have been responsible for at least 100 murders.

Though originally nicknamed The Iceman for his cool, unemotional work methods, Kuklinski also avoided the authorities by dismembering and freezing the bodies of many of his victims, which made it impossible to pinpoint the time and cause of their deaths.

Ariel Vromen’s film begins in 1964 with the dry, stolid Kuklinski wooing Deborah (Winona Ryder), the neighborhood virgin. He’s totally respectful of her — to the point that he cuts the throat of a barroom pool player who makes fun of her no-sex-until-marriage attitude.

At this stage, though, Kuklinski is a mere amateur. His day job is working in a film lab duplicating porn reels, which is how he encounters mid-level Jersey mobster Roy Demeo (Ray Liotta).  Roy recognizes talent and before long Kuklinski has a full-time gig murdering people.

What’s interesting about “The Iceman” is not so much the mayhem — there’s relatively little depicted — but Kuklinski  himself. Talk about a compartmentalized life!

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Ernst Umhauer and Fabrice Luchini

Ernst Umhauer and Fabrice Luchini

“IN THE HOUSE” My rating: B (Opening May 17 at the Tivoli and Glenwood Arts)

105 minutes | MPAA rating: R

It’s not a thriller, exactly, but the French release “In the House” has a way of toying with its audience that reminds of Hitchcock at his most perverse.

And when it’s all over you’re not exactly sure what you’ve seen. Which is exactly the point.

On the outside, anyway, the latest film from writer/director Francois Ozon (“Under the Sand,” “8 Women,” “Swimming Pool,” “Potiche”) doesn’t seem particularly threatening.

It begins in a French high school where middle-aged language arts teacher Germain (Fabrice Luchini) finds himself once again confronted by a crop of bonehead students who would rather doze than contemplate Flaubert.

Assigned to write essays on how they spent their weekend, the young dullards respond with four-sentence “compositions.” But there is one ray of hope in this dreary bunch, a young man named Claude (Ernst Umhauer) who turns in a provocative paper about going to the home of fellow student to tutor him in math.

On the surface, this seems  unremarkable and innocent.

Yet Germain senses something disturbing and compelling in Claude’s penetration of a pristine suburban home that he has often dreamed of entering.  Claude may be there for a legitimate reason — to tutor his mathematically-challenged classmate Rapha (Bastien Ughetto) —  but he’s also an interloper, a kid from the wrong side of the tracks who takes advantage of the situation to spy on the lives of his economic betters, to violate their privacy.

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star-trek-movie“STAR TREK INTO DARKNESS” My rating: C+ (Opens wide on May 17)

132 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Well made and amusingly acted, there’s really nothing you can say against “Star Trek Into Darkness,” except that in the end it really doesn’t matter.

As is usually the case with franchise movies, the pleasure comes in being reunited with old friends. As for actually learning anything, for taking away an emotion or a thought or an idea…well, that’s the purview of other, less busy movies.

J.J. Abrams’ “Star Trek” reboot three years ago was a hugely clever prequel that introduced us to those iconic characters as young people. Much of the fun came in seeing Kirk, Bones, Spock and the others as Starfleet cadets feeling their way toward maturity.

But to tell the truth, I cannot remember the plots of any of the many “Star Trek” movies I’ve seen over the decades. One had whales, I know, and another had the Borg. Spock died in one of them and came back in another.

But were there messages in any of them? If there were they quickly evaporated. These were momentary diversions — a few laughs, a whole lot of special effects. Nothing to stick to the ribs or the brain.

And so it  is with “Star Trek Into Darkness.”

Though no Trekker, I recognize that Abrams and his writers (Roberto Orci, Alex Kurtzman, Damon Lindelof) are having fun mucking about with the mythology of the series. Indeed, the entire movie may be viewed as a prequel to “The Wrath of Khan.”

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The-Great-Gatsby-Movie-HD“THE GREAT GATSBY”  My rating: B- (Opens wide on May 10)

143 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Let’s admit at the outset that F. Scott Fitzgerald’s “The Great Gatsby” is above all else a literary masterpiece, which is to say that its power derives from the transformation of the written word into mental images and emotional  reactions.

 In short, the magic is all in our heads.

Let’s also admit that every effort to film “Gatsby” has, to a greater or lesser extent, failed. 

The good news is that Baz Luhrmann’s new version fails less than most. In fact, there are moments when his “Gatsby” flirts with actually being good.

This could be a minority view. A recent advance screening of the film ended with at least one audience member – probably  a fellow critic — loudly booing Luhrmann’s efforts . Kansas City audiences are notorious polite; in 40 years of reviewing this was a first.

There were moments in this film, particularly in the early going, where I was tempted to boo, too…or at least roll my eyes and brace myself for the worst.

But despite some missteps and overstatement, Luhrman’s “Gatsby” accomplishes  something no other film version has come close to. It makes the mysterious Jay Gatsby a recognizable human being — not just a symbol of American upward mobility and can-do determination,  but a flesh-and-blood figure of real yearning and pain and hope.

This happens for two reasons. First, after a breathless, bounce-off-the-walls opening hour, Luhrmann slows things down, lets his story breathe, and lets the feelings of Fitzgerald’s story to come through.

Second, this “Gatsy” works because Leonardo DiCaprio is so good in the title role.

The key is vulnerability. DiCaprio zeroes in on Gatsby’s childlike aspects. Here’s a character who has achieved incredible wealth and worldliness (apparently through criminal enterprise) but who remains a love-struck adolescent when it comes to the woman who got away.  DiCaprio’s Gatsby is simultaneously naïve and foolish and weirdly heroic.

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iron-man-3-downey“IRON MAN 3”  My rating: C (Opening wide on May 3)

130 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

It’s official.

I’m too old to be watching superhero movies. Or most of them, anyway.

The itchy feeling that nagged me throughout “The Avengers” came back with double intensity during a preview of “Iron Man 3.”  Basically it told me I didn’t care any more.

I didn’t care about the special effects, the lavish extravaganza of destruction, the fanboy-friendly in-jokes.

The things I do care about in movies are nowhere in evidence or so pushed to the periphery they have no weight or impact. Apparently there’s a rule that a comic book movie can’t have anything like genuine feeling, that this would be a violation of the pact with the audience.

It’s getting to be like masturbation. Something to get you through until the real thing comes along.

This is not to say that “Iron Man 3” — it was directed by action screenplay writer Shane Black — is terrible.  As an example of the genre it’s pretty solid stuff.  I’s precisely the kind of action-filled eye candy that makes American superhero movies popular around the globe.

It’s just that I don’t care.  I now feel about the whole business like I do about Three Stooges shorts.  The first one is fun. After that it’s…meeeeh.

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