Back in the Fall of 2015, Luke Norris and myself looked at all the Rocky films leading up to the release of the series spin-off Creed. Not thinking it would go anywhere else, Norris and I shifted through the entire series, feeling like director Ryan Coogler’s Creed was the perfect cap-off as it surprised everyone and even garnered Sylvester Stallone an Oscar nomination.
Three years later, here we stand. Norris is no longer a part of Binge Media, and Creed launched its own franchise, with a just released new installment which has made over $50 million in its first week of release. Meaning, not only was it a given that I was going to get Norris to come back to review Creed 2, it also looks like he will come back two-three years later for yet another installment. But will he want to?
Join Norris and myself for this very special edition of the Aftertaste, as we catch up on what he’s been doing in his time away, as well as how he feels the Binge Sportscast has done since he left. And then we get to the review, which is more of a difference of opinion than I was expecting.
I guess I can officially be classified as ‘the list man’ around the Binge offices. If you listened to that five hour barrage of drunken stupidity known as the Binge Cast from about a month ago -yyeeeppp, THAT one- then you are well aware of my love for The Witch. While giving my verbal review of the film, I proclaimed it to contain one of the most satisfying endings I have ever seen on film.
This proclamation got me thinking. Not only about why I hadn’t paced myself in the beer department, as my final beer was on its final legs at that point-but also this: If The Witch is going to one day make my list of ten most satisfying endings -and after another viewing or two, I wouldn’t be surprised if it did- it will have to go up against these ten bad boys of cinema. The below list contains a little bit of everything genre wise. But after so many times of walking out of a movie theater cursing out writers due to a thrown together ending -hello The Call– I thought I would put the best parts of those final reels to the test.
Warning: All of the titles I mention below have either pictures of their finales or detailed descriptions of them. Proceed with caution.
10) Heat (1995)
Michael Mann has certainly been getting a ton of references in both my podcast appearances and articles of late. But how can he not? The, uhhh, man, has put together some great films, and an argument could be made that 70% of his filmography could have been sitting comfortably in this spot. But in the end, I decided on Heat for two reasons. One, it is one of his most accomplished works in terms of action and dialogue he has ever done. Also, the synergy that came with having both Robert DeNiro and Al Pacino in the same film, at this exact point in their careers, was satisfying in of itself. The way they came together for a cup of coffee right after Vincent Hanna (Pacino) pulls Neil McCauley (DeNiro) over is far from by the numbers. Why didn’t he take him in? Because Vincent wanted to see where he was coming from, and realized in many instances, they were one of the same. That’s what makes the film’s final moments satisfying. Vincent has won. But he knows in a lot of ways, he lost, because he destroyed a part of himself.
9) Seven (1995)
Along with The Blair Witch Project, this film will forever live atop my list of favorite film going experiences (another list?). One, it has one of the most startling -yet brilliantly set-up- jump scares I have ever seen involving a shackled to his bed drug dealer. But David Fincher’s up front, nihilistic film moves along at a leisurely pace for a good while, as Mills (Brad Pitt) and Summerset (Morgan Freeman) investigate a series of vicious murders, with ‘John Doe’ always having the upper hand. That pace changes as soon as Doe turns himself in. We are then on the end journey with the two detectives, as they take Doe to where his final piece of the puzzle will inevitably be put in place. Wrecked with suspense when a van pulls up -perhaps my favorite single moment of the entire movie- the audience is on the edge of their seat as the driver gets out — and leaves a box. I will not say anymore, other than the fact that going to the movies and seeing the ‘bad guy’ win was a very rare thing in the 90s. Yet Fincher’s insistence -at the expense of a defiantly against it studio- of his film’s final few frames put a permanent stamp on our minds. It made us think about not only how fucked up Doe was, but also just what we would do if put in the exact same situation as Mills. And if he had a choice about whether or not to do what he did.
8) Planes, Trains, and Automobiles (1988)
Yeah, I went a little against the grain with this pick. But I feel I do have a pretty good reason why. As was outlined on a recent Bingecast Movie Homework, Steve Martin’s Neil Page spends almost the entire film trying his damndest to get away from John Candy’s shower curtain ring selling Del Griffith. It gets so demanding on Neil, that writer/director John Hughes plays a bit of short hand, as he at one point shows Page standing in his cozy motel room, gazing at Griffith, who was unable to afford a room. Griffith is trying to make the best of the situation, talking to himself, while also trying to stay warm in his car as snow falls around him. Finally, we hear Martin’s voice. ‘What did I do to get hooked up with this guy?’ We ask along with him, but are also thankful they did indeed find each other, as it had resulted in some of the funniest comedy bits from the entire 80s.
By the end of the film, Page finally is able to separate himself from Griffith, saying in closing, ‘tell (his wife) I said hi. I feel like I know her.’ ‘Will do,’ Griffith replies, so softly that it is almost cryptic. After a train ride which sees Page waving goodbye and sighing a deep sigh of relief, Griffith meets him at the next station (whoa, he travels FAST!) and proceeds to tell an inquiring Page that his wife has been dead for eight years, and he in fact doesn’t have a home. The moment in of itself is a heart tugger, and the above image is the perfect metaphor for where and how, after all their travelling, they eventually ended up going to Thanksgiving dinner in tandem. Because they worked together in order to do so.
7) Carrie (1976)
I was fortunate enough to grow up with a mother who was not a psychotic, God fearing zealot. Yay me. Sissy Spacek’s Carrie White, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky. In the first film adaptation of Stephen King’s very first published novel, White literally has nowhere to turn. If she doesn’t have kids at school tormenting her about her first period, she was coming home to a mom who was angry about her daughter growing breasts. It is very rare seeing a movie that cultivates in a mother getting killed and then have me deem it ‘satisfying.’ But that is indeed what Carrie amounts to. Living a young life of torment, Carrie finally unleashes her powers and crucifies her mom on the wall with a series of flying kitchen knives.
Margaret White portrayer (and Oscar nominee) Piper Laurie famously declared that she spent the entire filming of Carrie thinking director Brian DePalma was making a comedy. While I have always taken this admission with the tiniest gran of salt, everyone knows the death by knives conclusion wasn’t the REAL ending of the film. But it’s the one that will always live in my memories as its finest moment.
6) The Descendants (2011)
The Descendants, like the majority of Alexander Payne movies, is a film that brings with it a barrel of emotions. One moment, you laugh at George Clooney running -with flip flops on- through a Hawaiian street. The next, you cringe as he meets his wife’s infidelity partner (Matthew Lillard). And finally, you are crying as the two daughters of the film are told -through a heart wrenching montage- that their mother will not make it out of intensive care alive. All the while, older daughter Alexandra (Shailene Woodley) fights with her father, and younger daughter Scottie (Amara Miller) just wants to see her mom.
So, after ALL this, how does Payne leave this family as an audience’s final image? Is it in torment? In constant self-doubt? No to both. We see them curled up on the couch, enjoying bowls of ice cream and watching movies. Together. It’s one of those moments that gets more beautiful the more you think about it, as opposed to seeing as it happens. Yet, I feel it is Payne’s best bit of storytelling of his entire career. Even after everything these three have experienced, they are still a family. And most importantly, they still have each other.
5) The Shawshank Redemption (1994)
Perhaps the movie that has come up on the most of these lists of mine, I would be remiss if I didn’t include it here. The entire length of The Shawshank Redemption was spent with Andy Dufresne (Tim Robbins) in a living hell, being sentenced to death for a crime he did not commit. Yet, he finds refuge in fellow inmate Ellis Redding (Morgan Freeman), until eventually letting him know of his dream to end up on a Hawaiian beach, free from it all.
With dank smelling and stone solid walls, along with some real asshole prison guards, the possibility of this happening looks bleak for Dufresne. But thanks to the Rita Hayworth poster in his cell, he is able to concoct a plan that gets him out, and the shot of him looking into the rain and spellings of freedom upon him could have passed for an ending which was indeed satisfying. But that wasn’t all Darabont had up his sleeve. As Dufresne sets up shop on his little island, Darabont swings his camera around to a barefoot Redding, who himself has also finally tasted the sweet taste of freedom. The film may be wrapped a little too tight for its own good. But after being in such a dark and dirty place for so long, I think everyone -from the two characters all the way to their audience- deserved this moment.
4) Jaws (1975)
Speaking of well deserved moments. But this was one that almost wasn’t. Readers of Jaws the book know the ending from the page consisted of the shark getting rammed, thereby sinking to its death. But a 27 year old, ambitious in his on the fly decision-making director named Steven Spielberg would have none of it. After Spielberg concocting the film’s literally explosive climax, author Peter Benchley vehemently opposed, saying there was no way the audience would believe such a ridiculous ending. ‘Peter,’ Spielberg said, ‘if I have them this long, then the unbelievability factor won’t be a problem.’ Benchley still furiously fought for it to be omitted, objecting so much that Spielberg eventually had enough and threw him off the set.
When watching the film now, there is absolutely no doubt about the fact that Spielberg’s inclinations were indeed correct. Jaws had moved at a sort of horror film pace for its first two acts, and after turning on the adrenaline for its final one, a simple ramming of the shark (think Jaws The Revenge‘s ending. Then again, don’t) would simply not do for an audience’s pay off. By having Brody shoot the oxygen tank in the shark’s mouth, Spielberg accomplished two things. One, a final thrill for an audience which was already on the edge of their seats. Two, a sort of arc for Brody in that he has one less reason to be afraid of the water. Whether Benchley liked it or not, Spielberg did in fact have the audience in the palm of his hand. And that audience has rarely left it since.
3) Zero Dark Thirty (2012)
Kathryn Bigelow’s follow-up to her Oscar winning war film The Hurt Locker is, in my mind, the far superior of the two. The film focuses on the true life set of circumstances which led black ops to the location of Osama bin Laden. All of this is built on the intelligence gathering of mostly fictional intelligence officer Maya (Jessica Chastain) as after many false pretenses, she finally nails the location down pat. I say Maya is ‘mostly fictional’ because screenwriter Mark Boal has said while she is indeed based on a real person, she is actually the algorithm of ‘many other hard working women.’
Indeed, the film is an at times frustrating watch, as two hours goes by with nary a hint of success on her part. However, it is Zero Dark Thirty‘s final half hour, complete with a brilliantly mapped out onscreen raid -told mostly from their POV- that keeps you white knuckled. And while the ending is obvious from the start, it is still a terrifically gratifying moment seeing that -after so much doubt being brought upon Maya from both outside and inside sources for almost the entire film- she can finally crack a smile in the film’s final moments.
2) Aliens (1986)
Speaking of strong, hard working women (okay, I’ll stop with this column’s natural/unnatural transitions), James Cameron has been known to write a few of his own. Take the two pictured here. In Aliens, Sigourney Weaver’s Ellen Ripley goes through hell to protect herself and the little girl we know only as Newt (after saying she didn’t like her name, which was Rebecca). Now in the director’s cut, Ripley is given an even bigger incentive, as she learns her daughter had died from the time she floated off into space until she was discovered by a random space sweep. Supposedly, this plot point was the only reason (well, along with 13 million other ones) why Weaver decided to come back in the first place, and she was none too happy when she discovered the scene of her finding out about her daughter’s fate was cut from the final theatrical cut.
To me, the scene’s exclusion doesn’t take away from the film’s final shot, shown above. After again narrowly defeating and escaping the Queen xenomorph’s clutches, Ripley has a few moments of zen. Curled up with her inherited daughter in front, and wounded but safe father Hicks in back, Ripley is finally free again. Until that damn nihilist David Fincher came along. But that’s another story for another day.
1) Rocky (1976)
Anyone who heard me dissect this puppy with Binge’s very own Luke Norris on our previous series of Aftertaste podcasts knows the exact reason why the ending of Rocky sits comfortably at the top of this list. Nevermind the fact that up until this point, Rocky was already a perfect movie. That a series of moments in the film’s final frames all but sealed itself up as the quintessential Hollywood ending only makes itself that much more powerful. Sylvester Stallone’s Rocky Balboa spent almost the entire film self doubting himself in this moment of a lifetime, while also courting what he sees as the woman of his dreams. After proving his worth to the world, and most importantly himself, going the entire 15 rounds while still standing, Rocky had other things on his mind other than the final decision. He wanted what he fought for. Not the belt. But the heart of the woman he loves.
It is a scene that I still get chills typing about to this day. Rocky‘s final moments dictated that the 70s weren’t all about falling for the wrong crowd’s bad intentions. What makes it even more powerful is the film contains an ending that could be looked at as unsatisfying if it had revolved around the fight itself. Yet, the film’s climax manages to propagate that more than anything, winning the heart of your true love is worth much more than winning a fight. Wait, wasn’t this a boxing movie?
So where does The Witch‘s ending fall? It is far too early to tell. But I do have an in depth column of what it could all mean coming up, which I will release as soon as other people have a chance to see it for themselves. Until then, let us marvel at ten times Hollywood actually got their endings RIGHT. Or, did they?
This is the first and only warning you will receive: IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN CREED, DO NOT LISTEN TO THAT PORTION OF THE SHOW! The review is full of spoilers and starts just after the 34:00 mark, so consider yourself warned.
For the first half hour of the show, however, I am talking some sports, you know, because it’s a sports show. The biggest story for me this week was the announcement that Kobe Bryant, one of my favorite players of all-time, is retiring, so I give my thoughts on that and ask my guest for the week, Garrett Collins, what the vibe is like in LA right now.
We also get into my thoughts on the 19-0 start of the Golden State Warriors, and if they can surpass the 72-10 mark of the 1995-96 Chicago Bulls, which makes both of us feel really old, and then we discuss the Fury-Klitschko fight from this past weekend before getting into the bulk of the show, which is a spoiler-filled (there, I gave you another one) review of the newest edition in the Rocky franchise, Creed. If you haven’t been keeping up with this podcast series, Garrett has had me on his show, the Binge Movie Aftertaste, for three different editions where we discuss the first six films, and after seeing this film, we just had to finish it up, and we’re damn glad we did. Here’s the links to the first three shows.
It’s been an absolute blast doing these shows, as this is easily my favorite movie franchise, and this particular show was no different. We break down as many parts of the film as we can, even though we probably forgot something because we both got so wrapped up in each and every aspect of this movie. If you’ve seen Creed, you’ll love this podcast. If not, get on that quickly and come on back. How much did we like it? Well, for the ratings and our final breakdown of the series, I guess you’ll just have to listen. Enjoy.
Welcome to an all-new Binge SportsCast. Once again, I’m flying solo on what I expected to be a short show, as I’m fighting a sore throat, but a few cold drinks and some good topics allowed me to fight through. What a trooper I am for you.
But seriously, I got to sit and talk about the Rocky franchise as the trailer for the new spinoff, Creed, has dropped, so I give my thoughts on it and the series as a whole. Here’s a hint: The original is my favorite movie of all-time, so it just takes off from there.
But don’t worry. I’ve got actual sports topics for you as well, as I get into a plethora of things, starting with Canada Day as Law’s home country hosts the FIFA Women’s World Cup and how our US girls are doing. From there, I talk some golf, as yet another Phil Mickelson investigation pleases me to no end, but also get to some things on the course as I talk about how Dustin Johnson’s choke job at the US Open really wasn’t all that bad (see picture below).
From there, I’m talking about the deals that were made in the first day of NHL & NBA free agency, and finish up by answering some tough questions that you sent in for me to answer, including which athlete I would like to interview, if bowlers and race car drivers are athletes, and how I view the progress of the Chicago Cubs. It’s a jam-packed show. Let me know your thoughts on it below or find me and tweet @BingeSports and/or @THElukenorris. Enjoy.
Sly sure does like himself doesn’t he? I’m pretty sure there are variant editions of these one-sheets that have all the cast trying to blow themselves. The group shot is one giant circle-jerk. No word on whether or not these will be released.
Before we get the obvious issue here (inhuman veins aplenty) let’s take note of the setting. Why are the world’s most lethal mercenaries posing for pictures? It’s not like they’re trying to hide the obvious props and lighting. Have The Expendables become mainstream now? Is this their cover shoot for GQ? Does this somehow play into the plot of the film? I know I’m reading into this a little too much but when you deliver a film as bad as Expendables 2 and then present us these smug glamour shots as incentive to buy into your over-the-top action horseshit, people (I) tend to get annoyed. My daughter stands like that and we ooh and aww at her cuteness. Stallone stands like that and makes me hate Rocky.
So what about these fucking arms…. I’ve seen less disturbing things after accidentally searching for “shit food” on Google Images. Does he have makeup help him out with those things? They look inflatable. The worst part is that he obviously shave his arms – can you imagine running a razor down that bumpy terrain? One wrong move and you’ve got Rambo bleeding out in his bathroom while gripping a Lady BIC. Oddly enough, I want to touch them. Just to see if they are alive. I imagine them having some sort of defensive reaction and exploding from his flesh like tentacles and choking me to death. A man can dream.
I was only 11 when this movie came out, way back in 1995. Back when action/thriller movies were filled with practical stunts/effects, rather than actors jumping around in front of a green screen and using CGI for everything.
Directed by Richard Donner (Lethal Weapon series, among other things), and written by the then Wachowski Brothers, starring Sly Stallone and Antonio Banderas. While Sly was in a bit of a slump around this time, Antonio was fresh off Desperado, which released just a few months earlier than Assassins.
The story was pretty basic; Robert Rath(Stallone) is a veteran hitman, while Miguel Bain(Banderas) is the hot shot new guy out to prove himself by taking out the number one – Rath. Then you have a woman who goes by Electra(Julianne Moore), who was supposed to be a contract for Rath, but Bain shows up which causes Rath and Electra to team up. This starts a whole series of events which finally culminates in a not so exciting finale.
I didn’t remember much about the movie before going into it, which was good because I forgot just how boring the middle of it was, not to mention the glaring plot holes. Also Assassins doesn’t stand the test of time very well, at least not to me. The entire cat and mouse game between these two was because of a 3 ½” floppy disk, or maybe it was a Zip drive, either way it was funny seeing laptops equipped with a 3 ½” floppy drive.
If you’re a fan of either Stallone or Banderas, 90’s action/thriller movies, or assassins, I would easily recommend this movie. The acting all around is solid, the action is great, the dialogue is awesome, and Banderas’ character steals the show. The pros outweigh the cons, sure, but there are two major things that fault this movie: it’s too long and there isn’t enough scenes with both Banderas and Stallone.
Very few kids have left this kind of impact on me. Every annoying kid I have ever dealt in my life with has been compared to this little cock. Seriously, if I ever want to punch a kid in the face (which is two or three times a week) I simply think back to how brutally shitty Michael is and it makes the situation seem less urgent. Nobody is this arrogant and repulsive in real life, right? I hate this movie because of him. I hate Stallone in this movie because of him. How are we supposed to watch Rambo/Rocky get railroaded by some punk brat for an entire movie and not see him snap at least once and explode his smug fucking face all over that giant dashboard? Oh, you went to military school? Well fuck military school then. They’re doing it wrong.
The second (and I mean the very fucking instant) I see any of my kids acting like this twat I will either a) go out for milk, in Australia or b) head-butt them until they forget how to annoy me. Michael has haunted my dreams for years, hopfully getting my message out there will cure me of his disease.
The other day I pulled out an old external hard drive and found a video I edited for another project for another site from another life. It’s strange that we can put this up without going through the micromanaging process of multiple revisions and overthinking a simple idea. IS THIS REAL LIFE?! I don’t know.
Many people LOVE the scene in Rocky 3 when the defeated champ blubbers over Mickey’s lifeless body with a stream of incomprehensible “words” that are somehow emotionally effective. But are they? I remember checking this out in the theater as a kid and watching the scene play out. A minute in, I screamed “fuck this horseshit,” and backed out of the theater while double flipping the bird to the audience. I was 6. In this video, we take a stab at captioning Stallone’s babble with actual words. Enjoy.