Tuesday, February 23, 2016

King of Summer: Nicholas John Robinson.

There are only ninety-three (93) days until Summer 2016. Tank tops, counterfeit wayfarers, and tan lines - sons of beaches, all that jizz. But most of all, summers since the Chicago summer of September 24, 2013 (thank you Facebook timeline) to the next, Russovoir will have to dotingly think back to one of the best summer movies of all time, The Kings of Summer (2013). Russovoir still remembers - okay, vaguely - the post-excitement he was feeling; it was on RedBox so he had had the luxury to pause the best moments, reaction shots, reversal of fortune (that's climax, fancier), and establishing wide shots (ha, when you're in film school) of the beautiful greenery of Cleveland, Ohio.



The story is original: three boys who have had enough of their mundane, pacified lives, and have decided to knock on wood, lay the bricks on their newfound independence into their self-built summer house made of, well, anything they could find in the woods.

The Summer House

As an aspiring screenwriter, this film resonates Russovoir. Fresh coming-of-age storytelling, which he believes is his working progress suit, and secondly, fresh faces with solid performances.

Robinson alongside Simpkins and Pratt.

While a blockbuster exposure is never a bad idea, particularly also, to his opinion, Jurassic World isn't what Transformers (2007) is to Shia LaBeouf, Robinson will always be the alpha dog Joe Toy of The Kings of Summer, like Alden Ehrenreich as Ethan Wate in one of Russovoir's personal favorite films, Beautiful Creatures (2013). Or, faithful to the reference, our childhood favorite loony Louis Stevens.

From Ehrenreich to Tye Sheridan, Anton Yelchin, Dane DeHaan, Nat Wolff, Grant Gustin, Shiloh Fernandez, Dylan O'Brien, Tyler Posey, and the list goes on, one fades and another is born really, they (should) each have, first, a unique -  forgive the euphemism -  personality. And that personality, if you're lucky, is explicitly defined in one critically-acclaimed film that allocates succeeding roles. Molly Ringwald, for example, and her every single John Hughes classic. But of course, a typecast can always be severed. But right now, how he's doing in the saturated film business, Robinson is the Devon Sawa-center-parted blonde hair boy-next-door of our generation.


Not long after The Host (2013) meets Edge of Tomorrow (2014) in The 5th Wave does this whole silver-spooned, soft-spoken captain of the football team will work out for the 20-year old. It's about time we break the stereotype of a jock. Hmm, but we did have Jonathan Bennett in Mean Girls (2004). So, shall we say, the comeback. The Channing Tatum, Robert Hoffman, Travis Van Winkle, and Alexander Ludwig will have their ball back in their court, but right now, the fantasy has turned down a notch. A foul to unrealistic expectations of a football player (ha, took that one out from a feminist).

Ex. Nat Wolff in Ashby (2015).

The 5th Wave is a sci-fi alien invasion chick flick. It has its own charm. Kind of like your Gyllenhaal-Rossum quiet storm in The Day After Tomorrow (2004). The world is ending, everyone dead or dying, no electricity nor running water - yet Moretz is not a day sleep deprived, but amid the row and mess, there's romance. And it only gets interesting! Robinson, particularly, a significant role shift, while Russovoir is still processing to the idea, when he's in military uniform, through combat training, let alone holding a gun - yet still the alpha dog in his unit. It was a personal moment; he's not carefree like he was in The Kings of Summer anymore. While Russovoir is fully aware this is what an actor does, Wildcats jersey to shirtless, allow him to occasionally bask in the sweet summer warm welcome of a king.



 

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