Trilaw mini-reviews: Prey on Disney +, After Blue…

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Who would have believed it? Disney launches with Prey in survival by taking over the mythical Predator under the aegis of Disney +.

"It is said that a long time ago, a monster visited these lands"

What is the Predator saga, if not imagine a predator from elsewhere, something that would place itself above man in the food chain, even if it is not for food that he hunts but for pure pleasure, even more during this opus where he will in turn get rid of the superpredators of the animal kingdom. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DcuPy47vOJ8 When the film could fall into the ordinary Hollywood misogyny of the woman crying for help, the Indian who knows (a little too well) how to fight down the cackle to this gang of alpha males. This new installment manages to renew itself by moving the story to the vast plains of North America, in the heart of an Amerindian tribe, paragon of hunting. Nevertheless, it lacks a bestial dimension to the brutality shown.

After blue (dirty paradise) "The Earth was rotten, sick. So we had to look elsewhere. »

Yes, French science fiction does exist, but somehow too. We begin with a preliminary strangeness with massacres and sapphism, to drown later in a banality that exhausts. The initiatory tale of a homeless woman following a harmful being called Kate Bush dries up her grit and our indulgence. The image may be beautiful, but I was overwhelmed by this long story that did not seem to reach its conclusion and this obsolete eroticism.

Notre-Dame burns "What a catastrophe! Eight centuries of history. »

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YlDXdPSEtgk Close to Oliver Stone's World Trade Center, I must recognize the majesty and magnificence of the re-enactments and that the flames are frightening, but isn't that the ordinary job of fire heroes of impressive dimensions? Are we going to make films about fires as we already do with serial killers? I do not neglect the national shock or the modest valour of the firefighters, I simply point out the narrative void that it was.