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    ‘My Father’s Dragon’ Review: Apocalypse Howl

    A boy befriends a colorful creature in this animated film that struggles to maintain a consistent tone.With its expressionistic, skillfully lit pastels, “My Father’s Dragon” appears, at first, to be a high-tier cartoon for young sophisticates, as one might expect from the Oscar nominee Nora Twomey, who previously directed “The Breadwinner.” Enter the dragon, Boris (Gaten Matarazzo), who promptly shoves a blocky paw into his armpit and squeezes out an air fart.For better and worse, Meg LeFauve and John Morgan’s freewheeling adaptation of Ruth Stiles Gannett’s 1948 children’s novel keeps the title and scant else. This tale opens on a boy named Elmer (voiced by Jacob Tremblay), whose cloyingly idyllic childhood collapses when his mother (Golshifteh Farahani) goes broke, forcing the pair to move to a grim tenement in the city. The excitement doesn’t start until the second act when Elmer ventures to Wild Island to steal Boris, calculating that a dragon exhibit could salvage the family fortune. However, the island’s fanciful inhabitants — rhinos shaped like lozenges, baby crocodiles who resemble purple-eyed paisleys — have been convinced by a blustering gorilla (Ian McShane) that Boris must remain in their servitude to prevent their fragile homeland from sinking into sea.The film’s mix of tones is as wild as its setting. In one moment, the story insightfully explores the emotional turbulence of characters who feel pressured to pretend that everything is under control even as they suspect they’re hurtling toward catastrophe; in another, an over-caffeinated whale (Judy Greer) squeals “Yaaaaas!” It’s one part doom cloud, one part squirting prank flower — an uneasy balance that’s united only by stunning visuals which sweep the audience along even when the gags stumble.My Father’s DragonRated PG. Running time: 1 hour 39 minutes. Watch on Netflix. More

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    ‘Paradise City’ Review: John Travolta and Bruce Willis Reunite

    Almost 30 years after “Pulp Fiction,” these kings of cool team up for a Hawaii-set action feature that isn’t as much fun as it sounds.An action movie starring John Travolta and Bruce Willis that shares a title with a 1987 Guns N’ Roses song sounds like one of those fake movies joked about on “Seinfeld” or “30 Rock.” And yet “Paradise City” is a reality of sorts, albeit an uncomfortable reality.This movie was completed before it was announced that Willis would step away from performing after being diagnosed with aphasia, which affects the brain’s language center, and before upsetting reports of Willis’s struggles on set and of the accommodations he sometimes required.In his relatively short on-screen time, Willis, playing a hard-bitten bounty hunter shooting his way through Maui, appears relatively alert and aware. But his one scene with Travolta, who plays a fat cat trying to secure mining rights on Indigenous Hawaiian lands, was clearly achieved through editing, and many of Willis’s other exchanges don’t have him sharing a frame with his co-stars. More than once it sounds as if his dialogue was dubbed in by a similar-sounding actor. It’s a far cry from 1994’s “Pulp Fiction,” in which Travolta and Willis had minimal, but crucial and memorable, on-screen interactions.Directed by the action veteran Chuck Russell (“The Mask,” “Eraser”), the scenario of land-grabbing and righting wrongs mostly centers on do-gooder mercenaries played by a laconic Stephen Dorff and a fresh-faced, but not exactly sure-footed, Blake Jenner.The movie’s generic quality is spruced up by eccentric plots points (go-go dancers who also serve as undercover eco-activists, a nice Andy Sidaris-like touch) and kooky dialogue, as when the villain played by Travolta observes, “The only thing I’m scared of is me. And I am me, so there’s nothing to be scared of.”Paradise CityRated R for violence and language. Running time: 1 hour 32 minutes. In theaters and available to rent or buy on Apple TV, Google Play and other streaming platforms and pay TV operators. More