Space Jam (Joe Pytka, 1996) Review

Spoiler Warning: This discussion has very few spoilers: some set up from the first act, a general idea of the narrative at hand.

Rating: 2 out of 5.
"You got a lot of… a lot of… well, whatever it is, you got a lot of it."

1990s time capsule, Space Jam works best as just that. For 90s kids, this is going to be a nostalgia trip, reminiscing on the untouchable cultural cornerstone that was Michael Jordan. In 2021, it falls flat as a rather bizarre combination of one popular athlete and a smorgasbord of Americana.

The filmmakers, and let’s face it, the studio behind the film, are so focused on making a star of Jordan, playing on the ins and outs of his transitions between basketball and baseball that they forgot to make a real film. The narrative is beyond sloppy, more a montage of sequences that executives thought would work well. The Looney Tunes stuff is fine, but much of Jordan’s narrative leans towards his family. It’s a text that seems to be made for his own kids, who are brought into this more frequently than you might expect. It ends up as a semi-autobiography for half of the film and a fantasy basketball game for the other.

It doesn’t help that the basketball sequences are shot without much grace, with editing that only compounds that aesthetic. It feels strange to criticise a Michael Jordan-Buggs Bunny film this way, but kids film or not; I’d still like to be able to see what’s going on. I’m not going to rag on the special effects for the simple fact it was so long ago, even if there were 1996 films that were technically far more competent.

The rewatch did kill a little bit of my inner love for Space Jam, but I don’t identify as much with it as 90s babies do. I still have fun with this; its general lack of sense and great soundtrack only adds to the insanity of the project. It is clear to see why Jordan didn’t become a film star off the back of this, but it’s not like he needs it. A film so strange it becomes charming, Space Jam remains a cultural landmark just for its pure ridiculousness.

Check out the soundtrack here:

Palm Springs (Max Barbakow, 2020) Review

Spoiler Warning: This discussion has very few spoilers: some set up from the first act, a general idea of the narrative at hand.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5.
"It's one of those infinite time loop situations you might have heard about."

Palm Springs. What an absolute breath of fresh air. I’ve been dying to see this ever since its release on Hulu in the US. Great reviews; Golden Globe nominations; Andy Samberg; Cristin Milioti; J.K. Simmons. It’s right up my alley. After its debut on Amazon Prime today, it is no surprise that I found this to be one of the tightest ninety-minute comedies I’ve seen in a long, long time.

The time-loop structure has found its home in recent years alongside Edge of Tomorrow and Happy Death Day, all capitalising on years of lost ground after Harold Ramis’ masterwork, Groundhog Day. This doesn’t mess around much with the set-up of time loops, assuming that, by now, you can grasp the concept using the particular tropes of the niche subgenre. Samberg’s wonderful dance routine in the opening minutes is a simple way to show that he knows the intricacies of every movement and person on the dancefloor. It’s also hilariously choreographed and works in its own right as a fantastic gag. It sets the tone for the rest of the film, with a gut-busting screenplay that intelligently weaves its exposition into comedy and fantasy.

The performances are all top-notch, nailing the movement from existential crises to unbridled happiness. It’s an absolute joy to watch. Samberg has always had the chops, seldom picking a bad project; this is no different. Milioti is someone I have far less experience with outside of the dreadful Death to 2020. However, here she matches Samberg scene for scene. She gets some of the biggest laughs. J.K. Simmons’ psychotic performance as Roy is really something to behold, too, quite hilariously moving away from anything I’ve ever seen him do before. Even the supporting cast put the work in to make every scene work perfectly.

Palm Springs is the Friday night movie that everyone needs in their life. It’s rare for a comedy to get fist pumps and audible laughs from me throughout, but this does so consistently. It doesn’t outstay its welcome; provides enough mystery and intrigue to never be stale. It’s a summer film, instantly sitting alongside Dazed and Confused, Everybody Wants Some!! and Do the Right Thing as movies I will come back to each year the sun shines brightest. I already know that this is going to be insanely rewatchable, and if I find the time, I might come back to this again within the week. Include some beautiful cinematography, a memorable soundtrack, and you’ve got more than a killer comedy; you’ve got a killer film. Don’t miss this one.

Check out the soundtrack here: