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MOVIE REVIEW
‘Goldmember ’ has golden but predictable mojo, baby
AUSTIN POWERS IN
GOLDMEMBER
Starring Mike Myers, Michael
Caine and Beyonce Knowles
★★★ out of ☆☆☆☆☆
BY CARRIE PHILLIPS
THE GAMECOCK
Austin Powers ruled the- 60s,
conquered the 90s and moved on in
to the 00s. Now, he has put on the
platform shoes and is jive talkin’ to
take on the 70s in “Austin Powers in
Goldmember.” The third movie in
the Powers trilogy is a shameless
rip off of countless films, from
James Bond and Indiana Jones to
“Singin’ in the Rain” and all of the
blaxploitation films of the 70s.
For some reason, Dr. Evil has
decided to bring back the 70s’
insane, evil, roller-skating genius
Goldmember (trust me, the name
is explained over and over again)
and his plans for a tractor beam.
Dr. Evil wants to use the tractor
beam to pull a meteor into the
earth unless he gets an
undeterminable sum of money
from the World Organization.
Enter Powers, who goes back to
the 70s to stop Goldmember from
coming to the future. Goldmember
has also captured Powers’ father,
brilliantly played by Michael Caine,
and Powers is there to save him as
well. Goldmember escapes with the
senior Powers to the future, and the
junior Powers follows with Foxy
Cleopatra (Beyonce Knowles).
From here the movie is
wonderfully predictable, using
every joke and sight gag from the
first two movies and introducing a
few new ones. What “Austin Powers
2: The Spy Who Shagged Me” did
wrong, “Goldmember” does right
(excluding Fat Bastard, who is just
not funny). The movie turns into a
James-Bond-in-blue-velvet version
of “Indiana Jones and the Last
Crusade,” with some “Star Wars,”
“Foxy Brown” and perfectly
gratuitous cameos thrown in for
fun. ' jj
The movie gives up on any
pretense of motive or explanation.
There are plot holes you could
drive a Mac truck through, but
somehow, it doesn’t matter. The
story moves fast (except when it
stops to pee), the dialogue is
snappy (except when it gets stuck
on a not-so-funny joke) and the
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JUNGLE CITY TWITCH
The Stryder
★★★ out of ☆☆☆☆☆
BY WILLIAM MILLS
THE GAMECOCK
Amidst the lyrically driven
tales of heartbreak and hooky
guitars, The Stryder are hosting
their own show/ and tell. On
“Jungle City Twitch,” their second
full-length release, they’re letting
people know that they are more
than just another band sporting
“that underground sound.”
Although the quartet is
unmistakably part of the newly
popular indie/emo wave, they do
experiment with a few new sounds
on the album. Maybe it’s the fact
that they are pigeonholed in a
genre which artists are trying to
escape like rats from a sinking
ship, and the quartet wants to
blossom into a different category.
What'can you expect from a
group who took their name from
an ancient ultra-bland Nintendo
game, certainly not an album that
teeters between the cliffs of
emotively vigorous punk and a
new frontier of experimental
potential. Their name has also
caused The Stryder quite a bit of
controversy, causing them to
possibly undergo a second name
change.
Their influences range from
Green Day to Led Zepplin,
although neither is
overwhelmingly noticeable on the
album. They also note that much
of their sound is derived from
other Long Island bands that they
have played with and partied with.
There is one group saturated
with popularity that they have
strong ties to: Saves The Day. The
Stryder—Peter Toh, Scott Redix,
Nick Wendel, and Durijah Lans—
were introduced to their current
label. Equal Vision, through those
same MTV frequenters. And like
Saves The Day, The Stryder have
altered their sound quite a bit
since their last recording.
“Jungle City Twitch” is a full
bodied album packed with
punchier punk rock tracks and
melodically experimental inserts.
“Missing Without You” is a perfect
example of their willingness to
mature. This track brings in a
violin amidst twinkling guitars
and fluctuating melodies while the
Long Island quartet chants “Sell
your soul to me. This way I know
you belong to me.” >
They also use more traditional
rock elements to allow their sound
to bleed into different genres. “All
OK” begins with an intro of
experimental guitar effects that
lean a little into the rgalm of
psychedelic pop, a sound that is
also revived in the final song that
morphs into a jam session lasting
about 15 minutes.
Although The Stryder surprises
listeners with a few experimental
outbursts, they come right back
around to the same singsong punk
that you can expect from them.
Songs like “Summer Coat” exist
somewhere between pop ballads
and poetry. On this track they pay
homage to their pop beginnings
with a chorus that can only be
described as Weezer-esque.
While they do invoke classic pop
punk icons on “Jungle City
Twitch,” they prove that they have
a lot of room to grow.
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