This week, Glenn and Daniel watch as the Mission: Impossible franchise proves once again to be the best in the genre, as returning director Christopher McQuarrie and star Tom Cruise continue to top themselves (40:40).
You can view the 360-degree VR featurette for the helicopter sequence of Mission: Impossible – Fallouton YouTube, but beware, it contains at least one pretty major spoiler.
If you wish to avoid spoilers for this film, you can read Rooney Mara‘s interview at The Cut, and learn that she really did learn to eat pie for A Ghost Story, just as Cruise learned to fly a helicopter for this film.
This week on the podcast, Glenn and Daniel take in a criminally underseen sci-fi romp from director Doug Liman, Edge of Tomorrow. Listen and find out why we thought this film was an instant sci-fi action classic, right alongside the likes of Starship Troopers. But first, listen to us talk about a sequel that also felt like it was stuck in a temporal loop, 22 Jump Street. How precisely can this film toe the line between trolling its audience with its genre-savvy and deliberate stupidity, and merely being funny? Listen as we struggle to answer that very question. (57:11).
May contain NSFW language.
FilmWonk rating (22 Jump Street): 4.5 out of 10 FilmWonk rating (Edge of Tomorrow): 8 out of 10
(02:02): 22 Jump Street
(16:00): Spoilers for 22 Jump Street
(24:07): Edge of Tomorrow
(41:26): Spoilers for Edge of Tomorrow
Music for tonight’s episode includes the…truly abysmally-named track, “#STUPiDFACEDD (White Boy Wasted)” by Wallpaper, from the trailer for 22 Jump Street. It also includes the track “D-Day“, from the original score to Edge of Tomorrow, which was indeed composed by Christophe Beck.
We actually referred to our Divergent podcast in both reviews, so listen here if you’re curious what we’re talking about (specifically with regard to female action hero casting). We promise we like Shailene Woodley, you guys! She just needs the right roles.
Update: Just learned we’ve been mispronouncing Peter Stormare‘s name for years (the last part is closer to rhyming with “Sorry” than “Stare”). Rest assured that the irony of us mispronouncing his name in the process of criticizing his accent work is completely lost on us. We’re pretty sure we could pronounce his given name (Rolf Peter Ingvar Storm) correctly.