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Let me list the many reasons I hate this movie. Let's first start with
the blatant rip offs. First the opening credits start with the same
splices of the city of Las Vegas and even the same song as the TV show
Las Vegas. This piece of slime flick also steals from the classic "A
Clock Work Orange" by prying the heroes eyes open with similar eye
prying gizmos to force him to watch news clips instead of porn and
violence. These are light offenses that might have been foregiven if
not for the ending. The ending of this movie was one of the most
unforgivable endings ever presented to film. I cant help but believe
that the original ending was so denounced and such a utter failure with
their preview audiences that they felt the need to cut off the last
twenty minutes of the film. If this hasn't scared you from seeing the
film, read no more. The surprise of whats to come might somehow impress
you. Somehow, I hope you feel the same as me. Now I could concentrate
my criticisms of this horrible film to all of its ridiculous aspects
like how Cage's character decides to send all the troops to investigate
one location while he searches all the rest, when he could have easily
investigated them all and one of his troops ends up being killed. But I
could have overlooking all of this films problems if not for the
ending. I have never seen an ending that have caused more groans in an
audience. This film didn't create just one ending groan, but two. The
first occurs because everything that has occurred for the last 30
minutes is going to be repeated. The second occurred because the
audience was confronted with the fact that the film just ended. This
film is the equivalent of watching "Ground Hogs Day", only the
secquence to get thru the day is something like 30 minutes of real time
and the file ends after he awakes realizing that it still Ground Hogs
Day. This film sucks..

good movie.

Nicolas Cage and magician practice. Well suited role, perfect art work, intriguing story. Its worth time to view .

nice movie.

This movie is okay. There are parts where the acting and the dialogue seem to falter. There were some scenes in it that were pretty good at the start but then things get weird. The story wasn't very strong but if you're bored and don't really care what you're watching then this isn't too bad. It's not something I would ever watch again though. .

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An action movie with a gimmick. Nicholas Cage is a Las Vegas
illusionist who actually has the power to see into the future -- but
only insofar as the events are connected with his own body sheath. He
can tell, for instance, if he's about to be hit by a car while crossing
the street, and thus avoid it, but he can't tell if somebody else a
block away is about to be run over.

A gang of international terrorists has smuggled a nuclear device into
the United States and is going to demolish a city. The FBI, chiefly in
the rather attractive form of the no-nonsense agent in charge, Julianne
Moore, once they find out, are naturally enough interested in enlisting
the help of Cage. He's reluctant, for reasons having to do with adding
some tension to the plot, but finally agrees after the FBI track him
down, capture him, and convince him of his misperception of the
circumstances. Oh -- and Jessica Biel is thrown into the mix to provide
Cage with a threatened girl friend and a bit of sex.

The movie is directed at a frenetic pace. The music pounds us into
insensibility. The action is speeded up and the camera revolves around
Cage's figure like a manic merry-go-round. But all this is to be
expected in an action movie designed to hold your breath until you feel
dizzy.

We get to know virtually nothing about the dozen or so young
terrorists, male and female, who want to destroy us. None has a dog or
a stamp collection. I keep thinking of how Hitchcock handled villains.
Hitchcock's villains, even in his most patriotic and simple-minded
films, were always interesting and highly individuated. The polite
Nazis in "Saboteur" and James Mason's suave heavy in "North by
Northwest." These guys are just devoted nihilists, no more than that.
The only thing of interest about them is the language they speak. This
varies from one dumb action movie to another, and it's always revealing
to follow their evolution in Hollywood scripts. For years after World
War II, they spoke German. During the Cold War they became Russians.
After the collapse of the USSR they morphed into Spanish-speaking
cocaine drug lords from "the cartel." More recently, they've begun
speaking Arabic and looking vaguely Middle Eastern. (Sometimes there
were retrograde dips: the gang of thugs in "Die Hard" spoke German with
Russian accents.) This particular gang speaks three languages. English
-- but with a British accent -- German, and French. The first two are
traditional in the genre. But French? When did they become terrorists,
and how do you say "freedom fries" in French? In any case, whatever
language they happen to be speaking, with whatever accents, they are
dismissable except as plot engines, their animus driving the story
along at breakneck speed.

Fast, yes, but confusing too. Cage is leading the FBI agents through
one of those warehouses with lots of catwalks and plumes of steam. He
can tell when a sniper is around the corner by imagining himself
turning the corner and being shot. But then, with no fanfare, he goes
overboard and begins purposefully imagining himself turning both right
AND left at the same time, to see what will happen to him in either
case. Soon enough, he is morphing in his mind into three or four
Nicolas Cages striding off in different directions, and each of these
splits again into three or four. By the end of this sequence there are
more than a dozen Cages scurrying around in this warehouse, each
independent of the other, and each representing a possible future that
the ORIGINAL Cage, half a mile back there, is imagining. And -- are you
keeping this straight? Because there were times when to me they began
to make the same impression as a horde of cockroaches scurrying away
from a fruitcake.

This movie is not the type that will deny the viewer the catharsis of a
nuclear explosion that demolishes Los Angeles and kills all the
principles, so don't worry about that. However, after we have the
satisfaction of viewing the cataclysm, the camera takes us back to Cage
lying in bed beside his girl friend. It's all been in his mind. (Whew.)
He immediately contacts Moore and tells her he's made a mistake. They
have to adopt a different approach because once you change the future,
that changes everything. I suppose this is his version of "the
grandfather paradox" of time travel. If you go back into the past and
murder your own grandfather before he has had a chance to reproduce,
how can you exist? But does it apply to the future? The answer isn't
self evident, and the whole thing is dismissed with Cage's offhand
dictum. It's the last line in the movie, and it's a cop out. But then
the whole movie is nothing more than a high-concept cop out.

I kind of enjoyed seeing it -- once. I often enjoy action movies. They
aren't high art. They're not the Guggenheim Museum or the Brooklyn
Bridge. They're vernacular art, like a colorful and ergonomic gas
station. We need both, but "Next" is more like some sprawling wooden
shack all by itself at a dusty crossroads, with decrepit gas pumps in
front and a sign, "Red's Pit Stop and Car Wash." But there's a
cardboard sign tacked to the door, "Closed Due to Exhaustion." I think
at this point I should either quit or ask the waitress for a fresh
analogy..