Tuesday 29 March 2011

The Karate Kid (2010)

A Challenge He Never Imagined. A Teacher He Never Expected.

Long, but very good. The new film keeps to the same general plotline of the old film, with neat twists to the iconic moments. What's great about the storyline is that the main characters' stakes are strong and clear from the outset (except of course for the mystery about why Kung Fu master Chan is content to work as a handyman). There's a similar story arc, as I think the Spill Crew or maybe the Filmspotting guys said, as Rocky (1976): boy loses respect of peers, boy trains hard, boy gains respect of peers by excelling in competition. Or is it, more generally, boy is taken over by fear, boy trains to battle fear, boy battles and conquers fear.

In any case, the stakes are high: Smith must cope with bullies who have no mercy and can't be avoided.

Jackie Chan, in particular, is excellent, with real gravitas, a little like Beat Takeshi. Jaden Smith, in the lead role, also does very well; the girl, WenWen Han, is very cute, and the romantic sub-plot is well handled; the rest of the cast is good.

The action sequences are very well handled. As Mark Kermode (if I remember right) pointed out, however, the violence to Smith in the first and final reels is pretty extreme, and the script writer's have to stretch credulity to allow Chan and Smith's mother to permit Smith to fight on despite very serious injury.

In the end, does it matter if the martial art is not karate, but kung fu?

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Inception (2010)

Your mind is the scene of the crime.

Some controversy about this film, some saying it's brilliant, others that the plot is too confusing or the overall emotional impact is lacking, that it's emotionally cold.

I would say it's very good in the SF action/thriller genre, like Total Recall (1990) or The Matrix (1999): a lot of action, chase scenes, fight scenes and special effects, structured with a clever dream-within-dream story-line, nicely written, including some great action scenes, especially the brilliant fight scenes with Joseph Gordon-Levitt, which I've heard were done pretty much "in camera". Other special effects were good, but not that mind-blowing, given the precedence of The Matrix, etc. Michael Bonner remarks on: "zero gravity fights in a hotel corridor, an assault on an artic fortress and a car chase through a dreamed city".

I was apprehensive about Inception because of the director's previous film, The Dark Knight (2008), which I took a real dislike to: a film with lots of cool machines, speed, action, but without heart, a perfect film for Top Gear-loving lads. I would say that Inception is an emotionally cold film: plot, not character-driven. The stakes, as others have pointed out, are not very personal: corporate espionage, for God's sake!

For all the hype about Inception being an intelligent blockbuster that doesn't dumb down a challenging plot to accommodate lazy audiences, in the end, for science fiction fans, it wasn't that challenging at all. The tropes were fairly standard in the genre of science fiction; I didn't have trouble following the plot, and I saw the final end twist coming a long way off. In toto, although it's true that the film does feel fresh, in reality, it follows the standard action thriller template, with quieter scenes alternating with noisy kick-ass action sequences.

The characters were pretty standard too: fine, but not very memorable. De Caprio was good, as was Cillian Murphy and Ken Watanabe (the latter superb in Letters from Iwo Jima, 2006). Not quite sure why Ellen Page was used, she was fantastic in Juno (2007), but seemed a bit out of place here. Shame Lukas Haas, very effective in Brick (2005), was not used more.

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Death Proof (2007)

A White-Hot Juggernaut At 200 Miles Per Hour!

Rather boring for the first 30-40 minutes. It's the dreariness of the Texas girls' characters and their existence that's dull. Their existence is just empty hedonism. Hot girls with "attitude", talking tough, drinking, smoking, doing drugs and just hanging out. It's all so banal. Then "Stuntman Mike" starts killing. Why? Who cares? As Tom Charity says, "For 50 minutes four girls sit and gab: in a car, in a bar, and in another bar. Then something really terrible happens and the movie starts over again: four girls in a car."

The girls in Tenessee are a bit more interesting, but again, as always with Tarantino, the characters talk virtually non-stop, and always with "attitude". Moveover, there's some awful exposition designed to let the audience know that two of the girls are stuntwomen, one of whom carries a pistol strapped to her leg, telegraphing a more equal combat scenario with Stuntman Mike. And that these two girls are into cars.

Have to say, the last half hour the action picks up, to some extent redeeming the previous hour's longeurs, including an excellent "ship's mast" action sequence, and getting very exciting when the girls turn the tables on Mike. But then the film ends. As with the psycho killer in No Country for Old Men (2007), we never find out anything about Mike's motivation.

Like Kill Bill: Vol. 1 (2003), it seems to be like a practice exercise for a proper film. Great cinematography and editing, great soundtrack, hip dialogue, but for what?

When we enter Tenessee, the film changes to black-and-white, then some time later, back to colour, presumably trying to replicate Tarantino's experience of watching Grindhouse B movies in cheap movie theaters in the 1970s. Ditto the faux scratches and jumps on what is presumably pristine possibly digital modern film or video footage.

I read that the original film, shown as part of a double bill with Rodriguez's Planet Terror (2007), was only 60 minutes long, but here it's got an extra 27 minutes!

Watching streaming online from LoveFilm.com didn't help, as the movie kept stopping and having to re-buffer.

On the plus side, Russell does a fantastic John Wayne impression.

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Delicatessen (1991)

A futuristic comic feast

Surreal expressionistic vision, as in The City Of Lost Children (1995), surprising and interesting in its fantastic story and weird visuals; enjoyably so. The Radio Times compares the vision to that of David Lynch or Terry Gilliam.

The protagonist, Louison (Dominique Pinon), is an unlikely but engaging and endearing character. The other characters are amusingly grotesque.

There are some very funny moments, such as when the butcher and wife's love-making is echoed by everyone in the building; also, when the protagonist and the butcher's wife test the bedsprings in a synchronised rhythmic dance-like sequence, echoing the previous love-making sequence; and when Louison comes to tea with the butcher's short-sighted daughter, Julie, who decides not to wear her glasses.

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StreetDance 3D (2010)

Two worlds, one dream.

As Mark Kermode pointed out re High School Musical 3 (2008), you've got attractive athletic young people displaying fantastically skillful dance numbers to foot-tapping music in a coherent narrative. What's not to like? The lead actress was very charming and the supporting cast were fine if unremarkable.

True, the story was fairly unoriginal, seeming to pretty much retread the narrative of Step Up 2 (2008). There wasn't much verbal acting for the supporting dancers. There wasn't a big villain, as in the High School Musical franchise, to create lots of conflict.

As for the 3D... It's annoying and I find it gets in the way of my appreciation of what's happening on the screen. I actually find that it's somewhat difficult for my eyes to physically focus on what I'm trying to look at. Worse, it seems that everything is calling out for my attention, and I'm being distracted from the main action by insignificant peripheral objects. For example, there's a bed scene where we're looking up at the lovers from the foot of the bed, and there are various planes of vision: first, in the foreground, the foot of the bed, then the sheets on the bodies of the lovers, receding to the more distant head of the bed, where the main action of the heads, arms and faces of the lovers can be seen. But alongside them, calling for attention, are various cups, etc.

I think there is a use for 3D, connected to what seems to be vertical planes of vision bisecting the audience's view. So, for instance, a film using the kind of tracking shot that Peter Greenaway used in The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover (1989) movie... But they didn't make such great use of it in this film.

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Army of Shadows (L'armée des ombres) (1969)

Jean-Pierre Melville's script, adapted from Joseph Kessel's novel, is extraordinary, providing a sophisticated view of the terribly negative impact on themselves of the necessary actions of the French Resistance fighters during WWII. The film seems very modern in this regard, also in the manner of story-telling, which is extremely oblique as to plot; quite often we don't know who is who, how they relate to each other, or what's going on. We see what's happening, but not the big picture. Presumably, this would have been a common experience for the protagonists, too, as speaking openly of things, or trusting unfamiliar people, would have been dangerous. So, it makes the viewer pay attention to non-verbal cues. Interesting use of first person monologue, shifting between protagonists, adding to mood.

At times the action drags, as tension builds, punctuated with harrowing or explosive scenes of violence, or rather, the build up to violence, and the portrayal of the aftermaths of violence. Melville doesn't dwell on depictions of violence, though violence is the threat running throughout the film. The execution of the first traitorous comrade is extremely harrowing, as Melville puts us there in the house with the executioners, as they work through the unexpected logistical obstacles and show the emotional cost.

Given the soul-destroying actions the Resistance fighters have had to take, the final shot of the Arc d'Triomphe is ironic in the extreme. Was it worth it?

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Capitalism: A Love Story (2009)

Overall, as with other Michael Moore essays like Sicko (2007), just a moving and powerfully persuasive film with shocking impact of outrage. I loved it.

OK, so it's a bit baggy in places, but it's in the protracted accumulation of case histories that the case becomes overwhelming; the synthesising of disparate data into one towering tornado of evidence. It is so refreshing to have someone make a movie like this, with a radical message for socio-political improvement.

The quotations from great iconic Americans like Benjamin Franklin, the alternative history of a fairer USA under a healthier FD Roosevelt (had he not died before the end of WWII), the silly stunts Moore got up to at the end, the measured melancholy tones Moore uses in his voice-over, well, they all hit home, and even watching as I did under unoptimised conditions (in dribs and drabs at home), I did what I did toward the end of his previous film, Sicko, and wept. Manohla Dargis, New York Times (09/22/09) expresses it well: "Like most of his movies, Capitalism is a tragedy disguised as a comedy; it’s also an entertainment."

Ebert queries what Moore means by the title. I think I know: the love of the American people for money: for the vast majority, a love unrequited, and a dream of a love now lost.

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White Hunter, Black Heart (1990)

An adventure in obsession...

What a character John Huston was. A man of large gestures, with a large vision. A giant among pygmies. Also, an outspoken harsh vindictive man, a man with strong passions. Does Clint have sufficient wild danger in him to match up to the role? Maybe. The actress playing the Katharine Hepburn role does it well.

A few fantastic scenes: where he verbally destroys an anti-semitic society woman by inventing a parallel story about her; where he challenges and boxes a hotel manager for abusing his black staff; where he counters the accusation that it is a crime to kill an elephant with the admission that it is worse than that, it is a sin.

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The City Of Lost Children (1995)

Where happily ever after is just a dream.

Like an unrestrained French Terry Gilliam. Very unusual and original in almost all aspects: characters, story, production design. Outlandish and bizarre characters framed in hallucinatory closeups. Fantastical often industrialised settings. Interesting tropes from science fiction: clones, living brains, trained fleas with tiny artificial proboscises injecting victims with killer serums.

The two leads, Perlman's strongman and the girl, Judith Vittet, are very compelling. Ron Perlman of course great in Hellboy (2004). Vittet like a young Audrey Tatou. Even Perlman and the girl's relationship a bit iffy, a future legitimate romance, or if now, with paedophilic overtones?

Until we found out how to switch the DVD to French audio with English subtitles, we watched in the default audio setting of dubbed English which definitely spoilt the first half of the movie.

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Sunday 27 March 2011

Adaptation (2002)

Charlie Kaufman writes the way he lives... With Great Difficulty. His Twin Brother Donald Lives the way he writes... with foolish abandon. Susan writes about life... But can't live it. John's life is a book... Waiting to be adapted. One story... Four Lives... A million ways it can end.

Adaptation is a wonderfully cerebral, ultimately solipsistic journey, the filmic version of a Cubist or Futurist painting from the early 20th century. I say Cubist and Futurist because artists like Pablo Picasso (Le guitarist, 1910) and Marcel Duchamp (Nude Descending a Staircase, 1912), though working in a two dimensional plane, found a way to include the third dimension, giving an all-round view of an scene, and in doing so, managed to incorporate the fourth dimension, time: the time needed to move round exploring a scene from different angles. Likewise, the makers of Adaptation take the story of a New York journalist's fascination with a remarkable Florida botanist, and incorporate the process of bringing the story to screen, which becomes its own story, the story of an obsessed screenwriter's agonised struggle to achieve artistic resolution. This self-reflectivity forms a plot of fantastically convoluted knobbly structure, like the surface of the screenwriter's brain.

The first few minutes of this film are quite disconcerting, as it seems as if we are going to watch a documentary, with the actor John Malkovich appearing as himself. But then when Nicholas Cage appears as Charlie Kaufman, a real life screenwriter trying to adapt The Orchid Thief, a book by Susan Orlean, played by Meryl Streep, we realise that the story is more complex than that, using a range of time-shifting techniques, both flash-backs and flash-forwards, and of voice-overs by Kaufman.

Using the structural conceit of twin screenwriting brothers, each following very different paths, one commercial, the other artistic, the filmmakers are able to have their cake and eat it, so to speak, that is, to have a product that is eminently artistic and cerebral, but also includes mainstream elements of dramatic conflict, danger, violence, action, sex, drugs, etc.

The three leads are brilliant. You can't help but admire Nicolas Cage and Chris Cooper for playing characters quite far from the norms of physical attractiveness. Cage is excellent as the sweaty, balding, overweight, anxious, obsessed Charlie Kaufman, and his twin brother and budding screenwriter Donald. Cooper is also great as the botanist Laroche, played throughout as a man missing his two upper front teeth. Streep is very good as the New Yorker magazine writer shadowing Cooper's character. The supporting cast is very good, with Brian Cox notable as a charismatic writing coach.

The film is a meditation on the creation of itself, and of the obstacles in creating something or adapting something that will be true to life... or not. Within its genre (solipsistic self-referential fiction), Adaptation is an exceptional example, culminating, if I understood the plot correctly, in a perfect exclusionary circle of self. The end credits finish with special thanks to the real-life people whose fictionalised characters we have been watching, bringing the story full circle back into reality.

In his intensity and passion and scorn for the easy well-trodden but temptingly well-paid commercial route, the central character of the film, the screenwriter, Charlie Kaufman, is reminiscent of Marcel Duchamp: "Following his maxim never to repeat himself, Duchamp "stopped" painting (1923) after 20 works and devoted himself largely to the game of chess." (Source: Idiom.com) We can only hope that Kaufman does not follow the same career path too closely.

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Saturday 26 March 2011

Zatoichi (2003)

His Sword Made Him a Hero... His Courage Made Him a Legend. This Summer, Justice is Blind.

What do you get if you translate "revisionist western", "gunfighters" and "the Man With No Name" into Japanese? A bloody tale of gang rivalry and personal revenge set in a town in 19th century Japan, with samurai swordfighters and, in place of Clint Eastwood's brand of mythic anti-hero, a soft-spoken middle-aged blind masseur / gambler with hidden talents.

Written, co-edited, directed by and starring the (it goes without saying) multi-talented Takeshi "Beat" Kitano, Zatoichi is an exceptional film. An ensemble piece, it interweaves the stories of a charismatic samurai warrior forced to hire himself out for funds to treat his invalid wife, a couple of murderous geishas whose back story provides good reason for revenge, a local man with a passion but no talent for gambling living with his aunt, a farmer, and a war between two local Yakuza (criminal) gangs.

The character of Zatoichi, it says in Wikipedia, was well-known in Japan in recent decades through a series of films and TV shows, as a travelling vigilante, protecting "the innocent from oppressive or warring yakuza gangs and investigating/stopping general injustice", rather like David Carradine's wandering monk in the 70s US TV series "Kung Fu".

The film includes a number of memorable fight sequences, extremely violent, but also beautiful in their precise choreography and swift start-stop rhythms, sort of like an animated series of snapshots, endowing the key combatants with preternatural presence of mind and athletic skill, and most importantly, allowing the audience to clearly follow the sequence of moves leading to victory or defeat, unlike the modern vogue for fight scenes comprised of impressionistic collages that mystify more than illuminate. As well as action sequences, there are quieter more reflective scenes, and some laugh out loud slapstick sequences, including a wonderfully surreal group of rhythmic fieldworkers. Not for nothing, one could be forgiven for assuming, is the director's nickname "Beat" Takeshi. (Actually, Wikipedia points out, this nickname is a hangover from his days as a standup comedian, Beat Takeshi.)

The performances are fantastic. Kitano himself, stooped, thick-bodied, shuffling, eyes closed, face-twitching, is strangely compelling, like a stunted Charles Bronson, but somehow hugely believable in the fight sequences. The ronin samurai (Wikipedia explains that a free-lance samurai is a ronin) is played with great inner strength and gravitas by Tadanobu Asano. The younger of the two geisha siblings, Daigoro Tachibana, in particular, gives a fantastic performance. The foolish gambler is nicely played by Guadalcanal Taka.

Zatoichi is an entertaining work of art that could work well in a double bill with a Sergio Leone or Clint Eastwood western, or even the animated modern western "Rango" (though the audience would need to be limited to adults).

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Tuesday 22 March 2011

Away From Her (2006)

Sometimes you have to let go of what you can't live without.

"Away From Her" is the writing and directorial feature film debut of the multi-talented Canadian actress (writer, director, singer) Sarah Polley, so good in Doug Liman's ensemble black comedy "Go" (1999) and Vincenzo Natali's recent SF fantasy horror "Splice" (2009).

This film is a remarkably accomplished first feature, with a suspenseful story and beautifully judged performances by the main actors. It tells the story of how a retired university professor (Gordon Pinsent) and his wife (Julie Christie) cope with Christie's incipient Alzheimer's disease. As Christie's character, clearly possessing a strong legacy of physical fitness, presence of mind and social adroitness, starts to lose her mental faculties, so far as to endanger her own safety, the couple is faced with unpleasant choices.

The plot develops in directions that are unexpected but that significantly advance the story, severely testing the strength of Christie's husband's love. The plot is cleverly structured, interleaving events separated in time to build to a satisfying if not long-lasting end. Although the subject matter sounds depressing, ultimately, the film leaves the viewer not depressed but moved.

Christie is fantastic in the lead role, conveying from the outset, through body language and vocal delivery, a person of exceptional grace and sensibility, without which husband Pinsent's actions would be without credibility. Pinsent, Dukakis and the other members of the cast are very good in supporting roles.

Produced by Atom Egoyan, who directed Polley in "The Sweet Hereafter" (1997), for me this is a more accessible, more satisfying experience, and I look forward to more by film-maker Sarah Polley.

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Seven Men From Now (1956)

A fine revenge western by Budd Boetticher with Ben Stride (Randolph Scott), the ex-Sheriff of Silver Springs, in pursuit of the seven men who shot dead his wife in a robbery and escaped with $20,000. With five men left to kill, Stride finds himself chaperoning through dangerous Indian country an inexperienced young married couple from the East, John and Annie Greer (Walter Reed and Gail Russell). Two more join the group, Bill Masters (Lee Marvin), a gunslinger with a venal interest in the outcome of Scott's quest and an eye for the ladies, and his sidekick Clete (Donald Berry).

Produced by John Ford's protégés, John Wayne and Andrew V. McLaglen, the film is admirably short, only 78 minutes, and the script is lean without seeming rushed, with believable characters, suspenseful action sequences, and some beautiful location photography (the story was set in Arizona, I read on Wikipedia, but was filmed in California).

As in Anthony Mann's Winchester 73 (1950), there is an interesting sub-text examining frontier-style attributes of masculinity, bravery in the face of danger and prowess in violent confrontations, and whether or not such attributes are pre-requisites for a woman's love. As in Mann's film, we are presented with a beautiful woman married to a man clearly unfamiliar with guns and of questionable personal courage. Marvin's character actually spells out the moot question: In a world where men's worth is measured by their courage, can a woman really love "half a man"? A facility with words is not a valued attribute, with the husband's garrulousness contrasting strongly with Scott's laconicism.

Scott is highly credible as the ram-rod straight ex-Sheriff, implacably pursuing vigilante vengeance against his wife's killers while simultaneously in every other interaction appearing a person of strict moral character. Marvin creates a colourful swaggering but believable and at times almost sympathetic villain, not without intelligence or courage, driven by desire for things and people he does not possess. Russell is persuasive as a faithful married woman who finds herself attracted to another man.

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Saturday 19 March 2011

Crime Story (1993)

The World's Toughest City Needs More Than An Army To Stop The Mob... They Need One Man!

A fast-moving violent story of kidnapping and corruption in Hong Kong, with Jackie Chan excellent as a gung-ho police inspector, up against crooks and a corrupt colleague (Kent Cheng) working against him behind the scenes.

According to script-writer Teddy Chen, in the DVD extras, the story was intensively researched and the results appear realistic, with authentic-looking locations and convincing police procedures. According to Chen, this was Chan's first serious action film and I guess there were question marks over the issue of how well he would be able to play this kind of dramatic role but if so, people needn't have worried. Chan is very good, as is Cheng, as the crooked cop.

Some of the action sequences are breath-taking and there are some phenomenal extended fight sequences along the way, with Jackie Chan performing some amazing feats of athleticism. This is especially commendable when you consider that the stunts would all have been done "in-camera" as they say, without the luxury of post-produced computer effects. I remember Jackie Chan in interview describing the number of injuries he had had while filming, and watching this film, I can well believe it.

Interesting that the kidnap victim is portrayed with some complexity, on the one hand, as a very unsympathetic character, a wealthy property developer ruthlessly cutting corners and exploiting his workers in pursuit of profits, but on the other hand, as a human being in jeopardy who really seems to care for his family.

Apart from the apparent affection between the kidnap victim and his wife, there is little to distract the audience from the main kidnap story-line. Over-used to Hollywood movie conventions, perhaps, I expected Chan's relationship with an attractive young police psychologist early on in the story to blossom into a romantic sub-plot, but no, she does not even appear in the second half of the film. The story is stripped down, and all the better for it.

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Sunday 13 March 2011

Rango (2011)

From the director of "Pirates Of The Caribbean"

Rango is a lot of fun and sometimes laugh out loud funny: an animated western set in a parched desert town, with a plot driven by a suitably noirish mystery and a cast list full of quality performers.

Johnny Depp voices a fey captive chameleon used to filling his days acting out improvised heroic scenarios with make-believe friends who is suddenly dropped, literally, into a real western adventure, full of life and death choices.

Adopting a heroic facade, Depp's character's fate becomes tied to that of the townspeople, a mixed set of crusty characters including the town bully and his cronies, an avuncular wealthy wheelchair-bound mayor and a feisty attractive young female lizard fighting to keep her farm under threat of bank foreclosure. Outside town, there is a nest of outlaws. The stage is set for a series of showdowns. How long will Depp's character be able to keep up his act?

As a western, this film stands up very well, swiftly shifting the action from the present day to a world of classic and spaghetti western tropes. The saloon sequence early on is very nicely scripted, and along the way there are some clever gunfights and some rollicking action set pieces. There are a lot of nods to classics of the western genre, the soundtrack pays homage to Sergio Leone's films and at one point The Man With No Name himself (as voiced by Timothy Oliphant) even puts in an appearance.

The plot borrows its Hitchcock McGuffin (and the basis of at least one major character) from the classic Roman Polanski/Jack Nickolson detective thriller Chinatown (1974), which fits perfectly in the context of this film.

The cinematography and quality of animation are very good, almost to Pixar level, and should be with the famed Roger Deakins in the credits.

The only question is what market the film is aimed at, and whether children will enjoy it. I would say that it is primarily aimed at a cine-literate adult audience, but will also be suitable for older children, say 10-12 plus. Though generally avoiding westerns, my 10-year old son enjoyed the film, though for him I suspect it had more longueurs than for me.

Turning briefly to the topic of 3D films, as we were waiting for the film to begin, a small child at the front was heard to complain rather piteously, "But Mummy, we haven't got our glasses! Where are our glasses?" Clearly, this poor creature had been brainwashed by the recent studio trend of releasing nearly all films for young people in 3D into believing that 3D glasses were actually NEEDED at the cinema. For shame, film studios, for shame!

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Saturday 12 March 2011

The Sweet Hereafter (1997)

Sometimes courage comes from the most surprising places.

There is a tragedy at the centre of this film involving the children of a town in British Columbia, Canada, teased out little by little until the final reveal. We learn of it first through a clever plot device in which Mitchell Stephens (Ian Holmes), a lawyer, canvasses support among the parents for a group lawsuit. As Stephens tours the town, we too are taken inside people's homes, and more importantly inside the town's rumour mill. Through Stephens's eyes and ears, we gain insight into the dark and dirty secrets of the townspeople's lives.

Holmes' divorced lawyer is himself in a troubled relationship with his grownup daughter, a long-time drug addict. Present-day scenes of their painful talks by phone contrast with idyllic scenes from the past, but also one incident where he literally held his daughter's innocent young life in his hands.

Another access point to the story is young Nicole Burnell's (Sarah Polley) narration of the traditional tale of The Pied Piper of Hamlyn, expressed in the form of a poem. This poem, very poignantly, stands as a metaphor for what has happened to the town and the town's children, including Nicole, especially Nicole. Almost subliminally, at first, the poem extends the story and mutates it in unexpected directions, to more closely mirror the aftermath of the town's tragedy.

A key reason for choosing to see this film was that the title came up when I did a search on Sarah Polley, the wonderfully bloody-minded star of Go (1999). She was good, but for me the standout performance here is that of Holmes.

Another reason for choosing to see this film is that it was well spoken of by Adam Kempenaar and Matty Robinson on Filmspotting.net, but having seen it now, I can't quite decide what to make of it. It is a serious film for an intelligent, adult audience, well acted, well shot, and with several very poignant and/or disturbing story-lines running through it. But what the film is about, what the underlying message is, what all the parts add up to, I'm not quite sure, and so, I'm a bit disappointed. (Surely the film's take-home message can't be: "Spare your children from the miseries of adult life. If you have the chance, kill them now!")

The reason for my confusion could be down to the fractured narrative structure of the film. Alternatively, it might be a problem of perception, i.e. my fault. Rather than seeing the film straight through, due to force of circumstance, I saw it in two sittings, and this might have diluted the impact. But, until I see it again and maybe gain greater insight, I can't give it more than a high matinee.

Hmn, now reading on IMDB.com/title/tt0120255/ I find that Matthew Tichenor HAS made sense of the film: "The community is paralyzed by its anger and cannot let go. All but one young girl... who finds the courage to lead the way to the sweet hereafter."

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Thursday 10 March 2011

The Thing from Another World (1951)

Where Did It Come From? How Did It Get Here? WHAT IS IT?

Given the vastness of the observable space, with potentially habitable rocky planets like ours being spotted ever more frequently by astronomers, it seems increasingly likely that we are not the only intelligent beings in the universe. So, one day, we should not be too surprised to receive extraterrestrial visitors. The big question is whether the intentions of such visitors would be friendly or hostile.

Many (probably most) fictional treatments of alien visitation assume hostile intent: conflict breeds action, and action sells cinema tickets. So most aliens encountered in movies are of the bug-eyed monster variety, whereas the kind of benevolent visitors epitomised in Steven Spielberg's Close Encounters of the Third Kind (1977) and E.T. (1982) are comparatively rare.

Despite being released in 1951, six decades ago this year, The Thing From Another World retains its interest in large part because it locates the two conflicting outlooks on alien visitors, optimistic and pessimistic, within two communities of professionals, scientists and military personnel. The scientists, not surprisingly, put highest value on the potential for gaining knowledge. Equally unsurprisingly, the military assign higher value to security concerns. The stage is set for a credible conflict of interest.

The main action takes place at a remote Arctic outpost, where a small group of scientists and a small group of US Air Force personnel investigate a mysterious crash landing on the ice. The remoteness of the location and a long-lasting blizzard combine to block radio communication and to prevent anyone physically entering or leaving the area, effectively isolating the groups from the rest of the world and allowing the action to unfold in microcosm. The people on the ground are forced to be entirely responsible for their own decisions.

As for special physical effects, these are used sparingly. The main strategy, pioneered by Jacques Tourneur in Cat People (1942), according to Wikipedia, and adopted subsequently by Steven Spielberg in Jaws (1975) and Ridley Scott in Alien (1979), to name but two, is that of limiting audience access to detailed views of the "monster" until near the end of the film, if at all. Instead, the use of darkness, shadows and backlighting to create stark but simplified silhouettes, the use of sounds suggesting actions taking place off-screen, the use of character reaction shots, all force the audience to fill in the blanks with their own imagination, producing a result superior to almost any visual effect.

There is a wonderful scene at the crash site, where only a curved black fin emerging above the ice betrays the presence of a submerged spacecraft, and the audience has to take on trust the excited descriptions of the men milling about on the surface. Then, at the orders of Doctor Carrington (Robert Cornthwaite), the chief scientist, the men spread out and stand above the edges of the craft, and with no special effects at all, the size and shape of the craft is perfectly illustrated and the audience's imagination given full rein to fill in the missing details. Throughout, the black and white cinematography is crisp and beautiful.

According to John Carpenter, director of the 1982 re-make "The Thing", quoted in Wikipedia, it was Howard Hawks, billed as the film's producer, who really directed the film. Comparing this film to Hawks' Only Angels Have Wings (1939), a film also about pilots, I can well believe it. As evidence, Carpenter cites the signature male camaraderie amongst the Air Force personnel, extending even to the visiting reporter but excluding the scientists, none of whom seem like "regular" joes. Another similarity is the rapid-fire naturalistic dialogue characteristic of Hawks' work, such as the screwball comedy Bringing Up Baby (1938).

I read somewhere that Hawks, master of the male-female romantic leads combo, had to wait decades for the arrival of its ultimate incarnation, Humphrey Bogart and Lauren Bacall, in To Have and To Have Not (1944) and The Big Sleep (1946). In The Thing From Another World, the Air Force captain and the scientist's assistant are not Bogie and Bacall, but the female lead, Margaret Sheridan, lights up the screen in her few big scenes, in particular, her introductory scene. If the male lead, Kenneth Tobey, fine but unremarkable, had been someone with more charisma, Jimmy Stewart, say, or Glenn Ford, it would have lifted the film to great heights.

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Saturday 5 March 2011

Catfish (2010)

Don't let anyone tell you what it is.

How well can you get to know a person via the Internet? Is Facebook love really possible? The documentary film Catfish provides an interesting anecdotal take on contemporary issues of identity and personal relationships in the new online world of social networks. Catfish succeeds in making a pretty compelling story directly linked to a software service (Facebook), and what's more, unlike many other films, succeeds in making the computer screenshots and related shots of people using technology quite entertaining.

At the centre is Nev Schulman, a charming young New York photographer. His developing relationships, via Facebook and other indirect communications channels, with Abby, a precociously artistic 8-year old girl, with Angela, her mother, and above all, with Megan, her beautiful talented older half-sister, are captured, with excellent forethought, on video by his brother, Ariel, and friend, Henry Joost, fellow film-makers.

Over the course of a year or more, the audience is shown Nev's excitement at receiving packages from the mother, Angela, containing paintings by Abby. Nev also receives digital copies of songs that Megan has apparently written and recorded with her band. Nev is seen in various situations exchanging increasingly romantic text messages with Megan. They also speak happily together by phone. So why, the audience is left wondering, have Nev and Megan still not met up? New York to Michigan, it's just a plane ride away, isn't it?

Perhaps the most intriguing aspect of the experience of watching this film draws on the hints dropped by almost every commentator that all may not be quite as it seems on the surface. In fact, as the film plays out, there is the suspicion that, even more than the usual doubts about Internet identities, this project may contain a whole Russian dolls' nest of hidden mysteries, a metaphor Wikipedia describes as the "matryoshka… or nested doll principle". In the interview with Nev and the two film-makers on the DVD extras, it transpires that, in order to attract girls, Nev himself is somewhat liberal with the truth in some of his Facebook entries, for instance, exaggerating his interest in cooking. What's more, Nev himself points out, the way he is presented in the film - almost always engaging, upbeat, and frequently flashing his famous dazzling white smile - is a very partial truth. By the end of the film, I was even entertaining the fantastic notion that the real film-makers are not the ones we see onscreen (Nev and Ariel Schulman and Henry Joost) but instead a group of seedy middle-aged men out of sight behind the scenes cynically manipulating audience expectations. However, I have just read on Wikipedia that the film-makers have denied that the film is a work of fiction: "The Schulman brothers and Joost stand behind their original statements: the film is "100% true"".

Positing a worst case scenario where the young film-makers have falsified aspects of the film-making process, or relations with one or more onscreen characters, please don't be too quick to judge. As one film-maker in the DVD extras section asks another, how strictly honest are any of us about our public profiles? Let he who engages in social networks with no tweaking of his public image be the one to cast the first stone.

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I Know Where I'm Going! (1945)

I Know Where I'm Going, a film by the venerated film-making partnership of Powell and Pressberger, poses the question of how important money is in the pursuit of happiness, and explores what happens when a person with an eminently sensible plan for future well-being unexpectedly falls into the grip of an inconvenient passion that threatens to completely derail her plans.

Wendy Hiller is compelling as Joan Webster, a middle class English woman who travels to the wilds of Scotland to marry her wealthy fiancé - so wealthy he has his own island - but finds herself stuck on the mainland in the company of a naval officer on leave, Torquil McNeil (Roger Livesy), a man apparently of little means.

The big question the film explores is that of the source of happiness, and whether money and comfort are the key. Webster, used to a relatively affluent urban existence, is impressed by the locals apparent lack of interest in money. In one scene, travelling incognito, as it were, in a local bus, Webster overhears local people commenting unfavourably on the money-powered extravagances of her wealthy fiancé. However, although spending money is a scarce commodity amongst the locals, the lack of it is not unnoticed. The hotel owner points out that her hunting rabbits for the table is not done solely for the joy of the hunt, but as the alternative to going hungry. The happiness of the son of a local fisherman / ferry boat owner is unattainable until he can save up the relatively massive sum of £20. The underlying choice facing Webster and almost all the people she meets is, when presented with financial solutions, will they gain more than they have to lose? Should they risk it?

Here's a related quote from IMDb.com:

"Joan Webster: People around here are very poor I suppose.
Torquil MacNeil: Not poor, they just haven't got money.
Joan Webster: It's the same thing.
Torquil MacNeil: Oh no, it's something quite different."

Looking at stylistic devices, there is a noticeable use of concrete metaphors, standing for intangible attributes possessed by the characters. Most striking is the use of the varying weather and water conditions to represent Webster's emotions: the fog of confusion in which she fears she will lose her way, ironically, given the title; the buffeting winds of passion that she tries to exclude from her room but that still manage sneak through cracks in the wainscotting and flutter the curtains, like the tell-tale twitching of a nervous person's fingers; the illusory calm of the flat surface of the water in the bay; the deafening torrent of water falling bizarrely beside the village's only public telephone; the huge wind-driven waves between Webster and her fiancé, strong enough to tear a treasured object from the hand, dangerous enough to drown even an experienced sailor.

Given that a key pre-requisite of a romance is that the audience be able to fall in love, at least to a degree, with the romantic leads, Hiller, for her part, exudes vitality and poise, and projects with great credibility a person struggling to keep unwanted feelings tightly bottled, with only slight perturbations indicating the strength of emotion welling inside. She is attractive, but not unobtainably so, and generally cuts a very fine figure.

Likewise, to be credible as McNeil, the man Webster falls for in just a couple of days, Livesy needs to be charismatic, preferably with a strong under-current of passion, and preferably reasonably good-looking. I'm afraid he is miscast. To my eyes, he is just a polite cheery man with a pipe, brave admittedly, but otherwise all surface and no sub-text. Perhaps, in his day, he came across differently, and it's my modern eyes that are failing to capture the charm of his performance. Alternatively, perhaps, it's a failing of the home viewing experience: perhaps on the big screen, small nuances of body language and expression in his performance have great impact.

A minor quibble is the age of the actors playing the leads. To increase the stakes, the fear that this might be her last big chance for happiness, it is good casting to have a somewhat mature actor to play Webster, and checking on Wikipedia, Hiller was a suitable 33 at the time. McNeil, on the other hand, is supposed to be 33, but, played by Livesy, looks a good deal older, in his early 50s perhaps, although, again according to Wikipedia, he was actually only 39.

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