"See How They Run" Movie Review
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See How They Run is a whodunnit about whodunnits, directed by Tom George and starring Sam Rockwell and Saoirse Ronan as a pair of police officers tasked with solving a murder in a theatre.
When director Leo Kopernick (Adrien Brody) is murdered and left on the stage of the hundredth performance of Agatha Christie’s The Mousetrap, it’s up to Inspector Stoppard (Rockwell) and rookie Constable…
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Now that Wes Anderson is fully committed to making highly unentertaining Rube Goldberg mechanisms instead of movies, we happily have See How They Run. It borrows just enough of WA's style to be charming.
The film sumptuously depicts the heyday of what would become, and still is, the longest-running engagement in theatre history: Agatha Christie's The Mousetrap. If you have ever seen The Mousetrap you know what it is to instantly forget The Mousetrap. Same with this bit of frothy good cheer. —Margaret Yang
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Just like heaven (dp x dc)
So.
Maybe diving head first into a rapidly disappearing portal in pursuit of the Phantom Menacetm was something she could’ve thought about a little longer. Because, though it was generally a good thing Valerie didn’t know when to quit, it also tended to lend her in difficult situations. This time she had landed herself in a strange city with no idea of how to get back home.
Worse still, Phantom and his furry partner in crime were nowhere to be found which mean she couldn’t threaten them into answering her questions.
“Alright, Val,” she muttered. “You can do this.”
She looked around wearily, noticing the seedy atmosphere of the urban landscape she’d found herself in. Valerie turned towards the other end of the unfamiliar dirty alley and spotted a shadowed figure.
“Hello?” Valerie called out but the person didn’t move.
The teen hesitated a bit before approaching slowly. “Hi, sir?” She tried again.
There was still no answer, so Valerie walked up to the figure. She side-stepped to place herself in front of the figure to find herself facing what looked like a teenage girl wearing an oversized purple hoodie and sweatpants.
“Hey,” Valerie repeated, waving her hand in front of the girl’s face. “Are you ok?”
The girl’s eyes widened as she looked up into Valerie’s visor. “You can see me?”
Valerie frowned behind her helmet. “Uh, yeah?”
“You can see me,” the girl repeated, her blue eyes, wide.
“Uh,” Valerie let out. “Do you need help?” She couldn’t help but ask though she herself was in a pickle already, the girl was clearly in distress.
“No, it’s just-“ the girl’s voice hitched. “Nobody has been able to see me.”
Valerie raised a hand to pat the girl on the shoulder awkwardly, as she didn’t know what to say to that but as she did, her hand passed straight through the girl as if she wasn’t even there.
“What the-” Valerie almost cursed.
“Are you a medium?” The girl asked, uncaring of the fact someone had just put a hand through her shoulder. “Please I need your help.”
“My help,” the teen vigilante repeated blankly as she struggled to reconcile her previous encounters with ghosts and this very human-looking girl in front of her.
“I think-” the girl started haltingly before taking in a steadying breath. “I think I died.”
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