Ciko Umy Luncurkan Lima Film Indie




Yogyakarta (ANTARA News) - Cinema Komunikasi (Ciko) Universitas Muhammadiyah Yogyakarta (UMY) meluncurkan lima film indie karya mereka yakni "Gope`an Logam", "Bukan Indonesia", "Kyra", "Lift Keeper", dan "Jangan Berhenti Nyaman".

"Tiga dari lima film itu merupakan karya pertama anggota baru Cinema Komunikasi (Ciko), sedangkan dua film lainnya adalah karya gabungan antara anggota baru dan lama," kata Koordinator Ciko UMY, Ibnu Rasyid Amrullah, di Yogyakarta, Minggu.

Ia mengatakan, kelima film itu membuktikan eksistensi Ciko UMY sebagai komunitas film indie. Film-film tersebut diharapkan dapat mengundang pecinta film indie untuk memberikan masukan dan kritikan.

"Masukan dan kritikan terhadap film-film tersebut diharapkan dapat menambah ilmu bagi kami dalam pembuatan film indie berikutnya," katanya.

Menurut dia, masukan dan kritikan diperlukan untuk bahan evaluasi, terutama mengenai kekurangan dari film-film tersebut. Dengan demikian, ke depan Ciko UMY dapat membuat film indie yang lebih baik dan bermutu.

"Indie merupakan wadah untuk menyalurkan aspirasi. Sebagai wadah untuk menyalurkan aspirasi, ada yang suka maupun tidak hasil karya tersebut, bukan masalah," katanya.

Ia mengatakan, yang penting dari pembuatan film-film tersebut adalah Ciko UMY dapat menyalurkan aspirasi melalui karya-karya indie.

"Bagi kami yang penting adalah melalui karya film indie, kami dapat menyalurkan aspirasi," kata pemenang Kompetisi LA Indie Movie 2009 itu.



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Despicable Me 2 : My "Papoy"ite Movie!

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 Universal Pictures and Illumination Entertainment's worldwide blockbuster Despicable Me entertained audiences around the globe in 2010, grossing more than $540 million and becoming the 10th-biggest animated motion picture in U.S. history. In summer 2013, get ready for more Minion madness in Despicable Me 2.



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The Guardian Review

Here is an amiable animated comedy that has had a wildly enthusiastic response in the US. This baffles me a little. It is a perfectly agreeable family entertainment, but not exactly original and nowhere near Pixar's great creations. Despicable Me is co-directed by Chris Renaud – who created the bug-eyed squirrel Scrat in the Ice Age movies – and the French-born animator Pierre Coffin. Steve Carell voices the character of Gru, a career super-villain who presides over a secret lair populated by hundreds of little yellow creatures who do his bidding. Times are hard in the super-villain world, and Gru finds it tough to get funding from the banks (there's a nice wisecrack about Lehman Brothers) for his various megalomaniac wheezes. And there's a thrusting new super-villain in town called Vector, voiced by Jason Segel, who is flavour of the month with the venture-capital community. Gru hits on the plan of adopting three orphans who will insinuate themselves into Vector's house by selling him girl-scout cookies and pinch his new gadget. But then, inevitably, he finds himself becoming entranced by his little kids, and wonders whether fatherhood is more his style after all. Decent stuff, but Gru is nowhere near as interesting as, say, Syndrome from The Incredibles, or Jim Carrey's Count Olaf in A Series of Unfortunate Events.


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Kick-Ass 2 : Are You Kicking Me?



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 His heroic antics having inspired a citywide wave of masked vigilantes, Kick-Ass (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) joins their ranks to help clean up the streets, only to face a formidable challenge when the vengeful Red Mist (Christopher Mintz-Plasse) transforms himself into the world's first super villain in this sequel written and directed by Jeff Wadlow (Never Back Down). Dave/Kick-Ass and Mindy/Hit Girl (Chloë Grace Moretz) are about to graduate high school and become a crime-fighting duo when their noble plans are foiled by Mindy's strict parents. Now, as Mindy hangs up her Hit Girl uniform and navigates the treacherous high-school social scene, Kick-Ass begins patrolling the streets with Justice Forever, a fearless group of urban watchdogs fronted by former mob thug Colonel Stars and Stripes (Jim Carrey). They've got the criminal element on the run when Chris D'Amico lays his Red Mist persona to rest, and reemerges as The Mother F**ker, a powerful criminal mastermind with a loyal legion of henchmen. The Mother F**ker is determined to avenge the death of his late father, who previously perished at the hands of Kick-Ass and Hit Girl. Now, as The Mother F**ker and his minions begin targeting the members of Justice Forever, Hit Girl realizes that the only way to save Kick-Ass and his new friends is to emerge from her forced retirement, and fight back with everything she's got. John Leguizamo, Donald Faison, Morris Chestnut, and Robert Emms co-star




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The Guardian Review
In 2010, screenwriter Jane Goldman and director Matthew Vaughn brought Kick-Ass to the screen, the creation of graphic novelist Mark Millar. It was a brilliant and brazen black-comic fantasy about a shy teen trying to make it as an actual crime fighter. Goldman and Vaughn ignited a new spirit of punk rock in the world of masks and capes. They challenged the placid superhero supergroups, and for my money revived the authentic teen romance and teen pathos of comic-book escapism. Now an enjoyable, though less daring and more conventional sequel has reunited the two young stars of that bizarre and bizarrely thrilling escapade: Dave Lizewski, Kick-Ass himself (Aaron Taylor-Johnson) is painfully readjusting to civilian existence in high school, and the newly orphaned Mindy, or Hit-Girl (Chloë Grace Moretz) is trying to maintain her superhero vocation while dealing with adolescence.

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    Production year: 2013
    Countries: Rest of the world, USA
    Cert (UK): 15
    Runtime: 113 mins
    Directors: Jeff Wadlow
    Cast: Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Chloe Grace Moretz, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, Iain Glen, Jim Carrey, Lyndsy Fonseca, Morris Chestnut


Meanwhile, obnoxious rich kid and wannabe superhero Chris D'Amico (Christopher Mintz-Plasse), formerly known as Red Mist, has decided that his real destiny is to be a supervillain, and after rummaging through his late mother's more recherché outfits, puts together a leathery costume, calls himself the Motherfucker, and leaves the Freudian associations unexamined. His utter evilness is clinched when he reveals himself to be on Twitter, with more than 1,000 followers.

This second Kick-Ass is now directed by Jeff Wadlow (who made the mixed martial-arts drama Never Back Down), with Vaughn and Goldman credited as producers; it delivers less in the way of boot-buttock contact. The showdown of superheroes v supervillains is less interesting, and it is disappointing that Kick-Ass agrees to take second-fiddle status to a new homemade hero, Colonel Stars and Stripes (Jim Carrey), whose role is underwritten and amounts to hardly more than an extended cameo. When the C-bomb was dropped in the first movie, it was a delicious and insolent provocation, designed to trigger moral panic and high sub-collar temperatures in pundits everywhere. Now it sounds a bit lame.

But there's one really good thing about this film, and that is Chloë Moretz's Hit-Girl. She shows herself to be still the most stylish superhero around. Body-doubled or not, Moretz's martial-arts scenes look terrifically good, and she is coolly assured in every scene she is in, pinching the camera's attention without effort from Taylor-Johnson, although he, too, is likable and relaxed. For me, Hit-Girl kicks the ass of the superhero world's overdog males. She gets gold; Robert Downey Jr's Iron Man is silver and Christian Bale's Dark Knight is bronze, with Henry Cavill's Man of Steel not medalling.

Hit-Girl's high-school storyline is the most interesting thing in the film. If only the whole thing could have been about Mindy and her new dilemma. As she enters high school at the age of 15, Hit-Girl finds that despite her warrior skills and physical strength growing gloriously in training with every passing day, she is under pressure to abandon everything and be a normal, simpering teenager interested only in clothes and boys. That was what she promised her dad, and what she now has to promise her new guardian, Marcus (Morris Chestnut). So she submits, in classic teen-movie style, to being a geeky makeover "project" for a manipulative clique of mean-girl queen bees, led by the chilling Brooke (Claudia Lee). When she was 11, Hit-Girl could take on everyone, but now teenagerdom and social norms have made her weak and pathetic, while secretly boiling with frustration. It makes for a sharp and entertaining social satire. And the scene where Mindy is taken on a date by some smirking jock left a residue of unease with me. I realised, hours after the film ended, what it had reminded me of: Gretchen Mol's innocent and trusting young woman in The Notorious Bettie Page (2005) getting asked in the street to get in a car to go on a "date" with a guy she'd never met before.

Kick-Ass 2 has some of the original's chutzpah: Iain Glen has a simmering cameo as an imprisoned gangster, and fans of magician and actor Andy Nyman will savour his appearance as a bad guy insidiously named the Tumor. The Motherfucker keeps cheekily saying that he is the "first supervillain", thus mightily dissing all those supervillains who have come before him in their own fictional worlds, although he strikes a false note in claiming: "My superpower is that I am rich as shit," when that has long been a very commonplace thing to say about Bruce Wayne.

It's a moderate follow-up to the first exhilarating adventure. If there is to be another episode, it must surely be a Wolverine-style solo outing for Chloë Moretz's Hit-Girl. She is the real star.

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Iron Man 3 : Tony Stark Last Party

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 Marvel's "Iron Man 3" pits brash-but-brilliant industrialist Tony Stark/Iron Man against an enemy whose reach knows no bounds. When Stark finds his personal world destroyed at his enemy's hands, he embarks on a harrowing quest to find those responsible. This journey, at every turn, will test his mettle. With his back against the wall, Stark is left to survive by his own devices, relying on his ingenuity and instincts to protect those closest to him. As he fights his way back, Stark discovers the answer to the question that has secretly haunted him: does the man make the suit or does the suit make the man?



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The Guardian Review

 To use a recondite term in professional film criticism: whoo-hoo! Iron Man 3 is descending on cinemas with an almighty crash, assuming the dramatic-yet-camp landing pose that Tony Stark in his exo-body-chassis favours on arrival: right knee down, right fist in the smashed asphalt, left elbow back, head up. This is luxury superhero entertainment and the director and co-writer is Shane Black, who gave us the excellent Kiss Kiss Bang Bang in 2005. I bow down to Mr Black as the Aaron Sorkin of action comedy; he gets the biggest laugh of the year with a joke about Croydon, with some additional Anglophile kisses blown to Downton Abbey, and what I suspect is a disguised homage to Mike Myers's immortal creation Austin Powers.

    Iron Man 3
    Production year: 2013
    Country: Rest of the world
    Cert (UK): 12A
    Runtime: 130 mins
    Directors: Shane Black
    Cast: Don Cheadle, Guy Pearce, Gwyneth Paltrow, Jon Favreau, Rebecca Hall, Robert Downey Jr., Sir Ben Kingsley
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Robert Downey Jr is back, smashing walls and cracking wise as the billionaire industrialist Tony Stark, now out of the closet as Iron Man, living the dream in his future-tech clifftop pad and co-habiting with the beautiful Pepper Potts – Gwyneth Paltrow's excellent, relaxed performance making me wish she spent more time on film sets and less with her nutritional website. As so often in modern superhero tales, Stark's confrontation with wickedness triangulates into a question of two separate evildoers. Guy Pearce plays suave science entrepreneur Aldrich Killian — brilliant, yet unstable and unprincipled in the traditional manner – whose obsession with Stark may arise from a traumatic rejection in his youth, rather like Syndrome in The Incredibles.

And then, showing that Black playfully relishes the Hollywood convention of casting Brit thesps as the bad guys, there is the terrifying middle-eastern terrorist, Mandarin, played with relish by Ben Kingsley. Mandarin is taking to the airwaves to gloat over his various explosions, which appear to happen without bombs. Oddly, Mandarin prefers old-school television for these publicity appearances and has no Twitter account. Meanwhile, Stark has to juggle a tense relationship with his old buddy James Rhodes (Don Cheadle) and beautiful ex-girlfriend Maya (Rebecca Hall).

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Now You See Me : The Whole Movie Is A Trick.

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 NOW YOU SEE ME pits an elite FBI squad in a game of cat and mouse against "The Four Horsemen", a super-team of the world's greatest illusionists. "The Four Horsemen" pull off a series of daring heists against corrupt business leaders during their performances, showering the stolen profits on their audiences while staying one step ahead of the law.





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The Guardian Review
Overcooked, overcomplicated and underinteresting, this heist caper turns into a mess. Jesse Eisenberg , Isla Fisher, Woody Harrelson and Dave Franco play four funky magicians who are recruited by a mysterious individual to form an Avengers-style unit of conjuror-superheroes who are going to use their illusionist skills to pull off the most dazzling bank raid of all time.

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    Production year: 2013
    Countries: Rest of the world, USA
    Cert (UK): 12A
    Runtime: 115 mins
    Directors: Louis Leterrier
    Cast: Dave Franco, Isla Fisher, Jesse Eisenberg, Mark Ruffalo, Melanie Laurent, Morgan Freeman, Sir Michael Caine, Woody Harrelson
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The opening 10 minutes are reasonably entertaining – crucially, this is the section of the movie not about bank-robbing – but it just gets tangled, wildly implausible and dull, and the quartet's mastery of the ordinary non-magic skills necessary in large-scale theft is entirely unconvincing, and no amount of narrative misdirection can get around this. Magic might in theory be an interesting subject for a movie: magic and cinema share their origins in the fairground tents of old. But I find that, although great when experienced for real, magic is always liable to look pointless and unsatisfying in the context of a fiction film. The magicians themselves have to be interesting characters, quite aside from their supposed skills. That trick doesn't come off.

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The Conjuring : I Can't Sleep In My Bedroom For A Week

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Before there was Amityville, there was Harrisville. "The Conjuring" tells the true story of Ed and Lorraine Warren (Patrick Wilson, Vera Farmiga), world renowned paranormal investigators, who were called to help a family terrorized by a dark presence in a secluded farmhouse. Forced to confront a powerful demonic entity, the Warrens find themselves caught in the most horrifying case of their lives

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The Guardian Review

 The craft – if not the art – of a great horror flick skitters around Saw creator James Wan's new popcorn-spiller. Patrick Wilson and Vera Farmiga play Ed and Lorraine Warren, the real-life paranormal investigators who in the early 1970s helped the Perron family (led here by Ron Livingston and Lili Taylor) rid their Rhode Island pad of a demon, before clearing up at Amityville. The beast roves the house, as bashful about its hell-raising as Wan is about reeling off genre tropes: slamming doors, stopping clocks and smashing family photos.

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    Production year: 2013
    Cast: Lili Taylor, Patrick Wilson, Vera Farmiga
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The Conjuring was a huge hit in the US, perhaps because it plays to sceptics and believers alike; there's never any question that what we're seeing might be absurd or imaginary. The Warrens – religious folk concerned for their victims' souls (their church attendance is patchy) – are presented as dedicated professionals, rather than kooks, weirdos or (whisper it) hucksters. But the 70s setting, paired with the cheapish visual effects, helps the thing scramble along like a fleshed-out episode of Scooby Doo. Wan's shocks are predictable but – yikes! – are they scary.

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Pacific Rim : Go F**k Yourself Transformer


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 When legions of monstrous creatures, known as Kaiju, started rising from the sea, a war began that would take millions of lives and consume humanity's resources for years on end. To combat the giant Kaiju, a special type of weapon was devised: massive robots, called Jaegers, which are controlled simultaneously by two pilots whose minds are locked in a neural bridge. But even the Jaegers are proving nearly defenseless in the face of the relentless Kaiju. On the verge of defeat, the forces defending mankind have no choice but to turn to two unlikely heroes-a washed up former pilot (Charlie Hunnam) and an untested trainee (Rinko Kikuchi)-who are teamed to drive a legendary but seemingly obsolete Jaeger from the past. Together, they stand as mankind's last hope against the mounting apocalypse.



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The Guardian Review

"Go big or go extinct!" is the poster tagline facing audiences as they file into the cinema for Guillermo del Toro's monster-mash blockbuster. And just as they're forming the thought: "Hang on, I think technically the dinosaurs did both …" this film hits them upside the head with a deafening clang. No further pondering is feasible. This is a high-decibel CGI spectacular with a great premise. Enormous creatures have been let loose into the ocean from the earth's core by a tectonic-plate convulsion; they're lurching out of the surf and threatening famous buildings in countries all around the Pacific Rim from the US to the far east, and the only way to battle them is using gigantic automatons internally piloted by buff hotties working in pairs. It's monsters v robots.

    Pacific Rim
    Production year: 2013
    Country: USA
    Cert (UK): 12A
    Runtime: 131 mins
    Directors: Guillermo del Toro
    Cast: Burn Gorman, Charlie Day, Charlie Hunnam, Idris Elba, Rinko Kikuchi, Ron Perlman
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But straight monster-on-robot action accounts for less of the film than you might hope, and the action is distended with all kinds of solemn character journeys, laugh-free comedy figures, lumbering set-pieces, tiresome sub-Christopher Nolan innerspace adventures, unzinging dialogue, and really little of the imaginative and visual flair that Del Toro has shown in the past. Only when Ron Perlman (star of the Hellboy films) shows up in a cameo do you remember that this is, at least notionally, a Guillermo del Toro movie. Perlman's muscular presence triggers a startling interest-spike, a sudden tang of flavour, and makes you realise that the rest of the time the humans, the monsters and the robots have all had one thing in common: a lack of personality.

The sea monsters are known by the Japanese term kaiju (strange beast), and the robots by the Germanic term jaegers (used here to mean "hunter"). The film appears to emerge from a weirdly indeterminate cross-cultural sludge, a homogenised, vaguely imagined zone in which the monsters are, for me, bigger but blander than in the classic Japanese monster movies of old. In fact, the main jaeger here looks not unlike Emperor Zurg from Toy Story.


Charlie Hunnam plays Raleigh Becket, an experienced jaeger pilot who carries a terrible burden of trauma and guilt. His tough, careworn commander Stacker (Idris Elba) is exasperated with this troubled, young hothead, but knows his worth, and teams him up with a dynamic and beautiful Mako (Rinko Kikuchi). These two are hardly an obvious match from the military-Jaeger perspective, but their explosive chemistry might be just the thing to kick some kaiju ass. There are also two wacky boffins, Newton (Charlie Day) and Gottlieb (Burn Gorman), who go into a comedy routine perhaps intended to embarrass the kaiju into going away.

But it's not just a question of the two working in pairs at the controls. The point is that a pilot is expected to achieve a kind of mind-melded harmony with the robot to operate it, and because the resulting "neural load" is too onerous for just one person, he has to work with a partner and achieve "drift" with them too, intermeshing with the other's consciousness. So we get many internal glimpses of each jaeger pilot's mental world, and Inception-lite delving, which slows and hobbles the action-enjoyment without deepening it. Although I have to admit I found myself pondering the general application and thinking it might be interesting if, say, Group Captain Guy Gibson during the Dambusters raid in 1943 was required to "drift" with his Lancaster bomber and co-pilot Harold "Micky" Martin.

Pacific Rim cheekily disses Transformers in the opening scene – slightly ungracious treatment of a film franchise to which it is indebted. It could also have wanted to pre-emptively stamp its big metallic foot on the recent Hugh Jackman movie Real Steel, with a similar story about battling robots. That was pretty ropey, but in the light of Pacific Rim, it actually has a kind of unassuming modesty, and at least tried, in its way, to create real human sympathy.

That's not to say there isn't interest. The effects are ambitious, and one spectacular urban catastrophe wittily concludes with a collapsing wall nudging a Newton's cradle just hard enough to set it in motion. Yet smart touches like that are rare. I have been mixed about Del Toro in the past: enjoying the ferocity and bite of the Hellboy pictures and his Blade 2. I found the much-swooned over Pan's Labyrinth over-rated but it had a real inventiveness not obvious here. Maybe director and co-writer Del Toro took this job in a detached, impersonal spirit and it can't fully be considered one of his films in that authorial sense. At any rate, as a film genre, the big summer blockbuster toy tie-in spectacular remains untransformed. 
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