The Amazing Scarlet Thunder!
August 7, 2013 § Leave a comment
Released: 2012; Written by: David Macián & David Muñoz; Directed by: David Macián; With: Bruto Pomeroy, Javier Rubio, Juana Andueza, Silvia Casanova, Óscar Ortuño, Lló Venturini, Alba García
Paired with Fuzz Track City on the Landlocked Film Festival’s lineup, The Amazing Scarlet Thunder displays a similar self-awareness which views beautifully in a series of bittersweet moments. “Scarlet Thunder” is a down-on-his-luck ex-corporate Everyman posing as a superhero who, as of late, has lost the love of his wife, the respect of his kid, and an apartment to call his own.
Bruto Pomeroy, as ST, is truly spectacular, physically giving himself over to this role. He strolls briskly, stands at attention puffing his chest out self-assuredly when discussing the good work he does, and fervently kicks the harmless goods of a street vendor away as he declares the heinousness of the crime at hand. He’s a desperate man whose physicality is one of the few things he has left. And he works it.
This film captures a day in the life, a small snapshot of what it means to be a modern-day superhero. I won’t spoil it by giving away too much, but it involves eating soup with his mother, exercising, and visiting his son, one of the truly heart-wrenching moments in the film. This film has a lot to offer, but one of the real joys is in the details. ST gives us a run-down of his nightly reading (Karate For Everyone, Exercises with Sylvester Stallone), introduces us to his roommate (a bushy-haired YA who indicates that ST occasionally pays his rent in advance), and shows us his thousands of Facebook fans, one of whom which has tagged him in a photo, being escorted away.
The film is shot like a live-action comic book. ST (and, more specifically, his costume) is vibrant, lushly-colored and set against a back-drop of “real life,” the standard trees, park benches and concrete. This contrast is especially apparent toward the end, at the close of ST’s day, when night falls and the actual reality of his situation descends upon him and upon the viewer. In a moment of understated, true emotion, ST attempts to kiss a party-goer who has joined his roommate and a group of his friends for a late-night soiree, another desperate act which bookends the film.
This movie is a real slice-of-life and a lot of fun to watch. At a mere 14 minutes, it makes the most of itself, its moments of sadness off-set by true hilarity.
— Leah Gehlsen Morlan