Oh my, internet friends, have I just seen a movie.
If you have ventured into other realms besides my blog page,
you’ve most likely seen advertisements for American Ultra, a badass movie that
includes this generations most awkward yet elegantly witty actor Jesse
Eisenberg starring with equally talented
Kristen Stewart. If you have yet to watch a film with these two, you need to go
watch Adventureland (which is on Netflix!) right now. Shut your
phone/computer/tablet/etc. and watch that movie. Be satisfied with rare natural
onscreen chemistry, then come back to my post and continue to listen to me
glorify them and their new film. Okay? Cool.
I trust that if you’re reading this far, you have either
already seen Adventureland (kudos to you, my friend) or you just came back from
a nice Netflix adventure.
Back to American Ultra: OKAY!
What I really found that I most appreciated about this film
was that it found a way to sort of break the mold of its genre. I flirted with clichés of movie making, but
in a fresh way, which is exactly what good artists do. You watch Nicholas
Sparks’ adaptation movies and you feel the formula that they push over and
over, and it works. On the other hand,
you watch something like This Is the End and the Neighbors and you feel they
avoid clichés in all the wrong ways. American Ultra doesn’t do either. It gives
moments of familiarity and adds uniqueness. I think that’s because its well
written, well conceived, and the cast consists of all very smart actors who
understand comedy.
If you like movies that get you to laugh without using
slapstick or crude/lame jokes, you’ll definitely enjoy this one. It was exciting in an extremely human way.
There are some very real moments that are raw and naturally captivating. I love
when I’m watching movies and I’m almost bouncing in my seat because I connect
with the emotions the characters feel.
This is the kind of movie that when someone is yelling in distress, you
just want them to yell louder and get angrier. It is a success when you get
excited by things like this and you get to forget that it’s just a movie. I
caught myself sitting there in the theater tonight, not blinking, and terse. If
you have any preconceived notions that this is just another stupid stoner
flick, don’t buy into that. Go see what really good films look like. Go
celebrate the artists’ triumph. Success is rare. American Ultra is guilty of
that achievement.
I just got really sappy about a movie again, didn’t I? Okay…