A movie a week is all we ask. Well, that and a good cup of coffee...a few sunny days in a row wouldn't hurt either - and a nice bottle of wine every now and again. The movies should be good too...not Hollywood crap, but well-made, smart independent films. For geniuses. That's all.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Our 2007 Movie List
Top 10 are in bold. What a hard choice! Special mentions go to: Control, The Lives of Others and Inland Empire.
Sunday, December 30, 2007
The Savages
I guess Jon and I both had pretty high expectations for this one, our last movie of 2007. It wasn't bad, but neither of us really got drawn in.
Perhaps we are too young for it to hit us emotionally. We think the days of putting our parents into a nursing home/assisted living/hospital are all too far away for us to sympathize more than just cerebrally. Were we closer in age and situation to the characters or had we been through something like this, we might have related more. The story was predictable, easy. There is hope and redemption at the end. We both left saying it was "cute." In general, we don't like "cute." The story is sad and then happy. The siblings don't get a long very well and then they do better. Oh well.
I'd like to note, though, that every time I see Philip Seymour Hoffman, I am more impressed. He has really come into his own since playing roles like those in Boogie Nights (in which he was fabulous) and The Big Lebowski (in which he was fabulous, but kind of in the same way.) Since then we have seen him play a stunning array of roles and all well -- if not brilliantly.
Perhaps we are too young for it to hit us emotionally. We think the days of putting our parents into a nursing home/assisted living/hospital are all too far away for us to sympathize more than just cerebrally. Were we closer in age and situation to the characters or had we been through something like this, we might have related more. The story was predictable, easy. There is hope and redemption at the end. We both left saying it was "cute." In general, we don't like "cute." The story is sad and then happy. The siblings don't get a long very well and then they do better. Oh well.
I'd like to note, though, that every time I see Philip Seymour Hoffman, I am more impressed. He has really come into his own since playing roles like those in Boogie Nights (in which he was fabulous) and The Big Lebowski (in which he was fabulous, but kind of in the same way.) Since then we have seen him play a stunning array of roles and all well -- if not brilliantly.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
God I hate musicals.
Even gorgeous, dark, stylized, gothic, gory musicals about a heartbroken barber who murders his customers and the lady downstairs makes meat pies out of their corpses. I just hate the earnest bursting into song. The cheesy lyrics and the suspension of disbelief that everyone in the room knows the words. I can't help but feel like all musicals are a little bit "Red White and Blaine" from Waiting for Guffman.
All that said, this is a pretty fantastic movie. Burton weaves a beautiful palate of gray and black and red. The costumes are great, the makeup was amazing. The sets were grim and pitch perfect. In truth, without the songs we wouldn't tolerate the artsy gore. They make the simple story and two dimensional characters worthwhile somehow, but I can't help thinking what a great movie Burton could have made without all the goddamn singing.
Even gorgeous, dark, stylized, gothic, gory musicals about a heartbroken barber who murders his customers and the lady downstairs makes meat pies out of their corpses. I just hate the earnest bursting into song. The cheesy lyrics and the suspension of disbelief that everyone in the room knows the words. I can't help but feel like all musicals are a little bit "Red White and Blaine" from Waiting for Guffman.
All that said, this is a pretty fantastic movie. Burton weaves a beautiful palate of gray and black and red. The costumes are great, the makeup was amazing. The sets were grim and pitch perfect. In truth, without the songs we wouldn't tolerate the artsy gore. They make the simple story and two dimensional characters worthwhile somehow, but I can't help thinking what a great movie Burton could have made without all the goddamn singing.
Monday, December 24, 2007
Youth Without Youth
Francis Ford Coppola came out of his 10 year hiatus to make this.
Wait.
Let me try that line again:
Francis Ford Coppola came out of his 10 year hiatus to make this?!
Not that I am a huge Coppola fan, but I did think he give us a film more worthy of a comeback.
It is weird and a little confusing. It has an oldy-timey feel - like a film from the 40s, but it over-reaches, tries to take on too many things...lets see...science fiction, Nazis, the origins of man, eastern philosophy, multiple dimensions, a love story. I made it all the way to the end dutifully doing the mental yoga that Coppola is asking of his viewers, suspending disbelief and following the great leaps in theme and storyline, but then in the last 10 minutes, I fell asleep.
I love Tim Roth, but he was not at his best.
Wait.
Let me try that line again:
Francis Ford Coppola came out of his 10 year hiatus to make this?!
Not that I am a huge Coppola fan, but I did think he give us a film more worthy of a comeback.
It is weird and a little confusing. It has an oldy-timey feel - like a film from the 40s, but it over-reaches, tries to take on too many things...lets see...science fiction, Nazis, the origins of man, eastern philosophy, multiple dimensions, a love story. I made it all the way to the end dutifully doing the mental yoga that Coppola is asking of his viewers, suspending disbelief and following the great leaps in theme and storyline, but then in the last 10 minutes, I fell asleep.
I love Tim Roth, but he was not at his best.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Le Scaphandre et le papillon (The Diving Bell and the Butterfly)
Based on a true story of a man who suffers a stroke-like event and is paralyzed except for one eye. He wakes up in the hospital from a coma and we are brought into his world. We are "locked-in" with him. We hear a voice that is his, but it is inside his head. We are inside his diving bell, unable to speak or move, and we discover this along with him.
As doctors come and go, telling him bad news and worse news about his condition, we see the world through his one hazy eye and through the faces and feelings of those he sees. At first, he despairs and then heeds the advice of his father to not lose that which is human within him. He begins to communicate with the help of a speech therapist who recites a special alphabet to him and he blinks when she reaches the letter he is choosing. It's exhausting to watch. Slow and laborious and frustrating.
Now that he can express himself, others can see that he fully experiences the hospital he is in -- its history and his memories of that seaside town as a young boy. He has a sense of humor, he is lusty and bored and lonely. He likes to be outdoors, and wants to feel the wind in his hair. He misses his children and their mother. We see that it's not the senses we are born with that we need to experience the world around us, but whatever we have at the moment. Human capacity for joy is not diminished easily.
Breath-taking performance by Mathieu Amalric whose role of Jean-Dominique Bauby was probably one of the most complex and difficult that I have ever seen.
As doctors come and go, telling him bad news and worse news about his condition, we see the world through his one hazy eye and through the faces and feelings of those he sees. At first, he despairs and then heeds the advice of his father to not lose that which is human within him. He begins to communicate with the help of a speech therapist who recites a special alphabet to him and he blinks when she reaches the letter he is choosing. It's exhausting to watch. Slow and laborious and frustrating.
Now that he can express himself, others can see that he fully experiences the hospital he is in -- its history and his memories of that seaside town as a young boy. He has a sense of humor, he is lusty and bored and lonely. He likes to be outdoors, and wants to feel the wind in his hair. He misses his children and their mother. We see that it's not the senses we are born with that we need to experience the world around us, but whatever we have at the moment. Human capacity for joy is not diminished easily.
Breath-taking performance by Mathieu Amalric whose role of Jean-Dominique Bauby was probably one of the most complex and difficult that I have ever seen.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Romance and Cigarettes
All I can say is that for the mindblowing cast alone, I recommend this movie. Here are the highlights:
James Gandolfini
Susan Sarandon
Kate Winslet
Steve Buscemi
Mandy Moore
Mary-Louise Parker
Aida Turturro
Christopher Walken
Eddie Izzard
Amy Sedaris
Yes. It is that good.
And did I mention they sing? They do. And dance. And there are surreal interludes with firemen twirling and swinging hoses to The Buena Vista Social Club, underwater love songs, choreographed policemen soft-shoeing in the suburbs, deadpan humor and dialog that knocked me off my feet and Janis Joplin being sung by a church choir. It all takes itself only half-seriously which you can tell by the way that every song and dance involves someone swinging whimsically on a pole "Singing in the Rain" style and yet, the whole package is presented so convincingly 100% that you can't help but cheer for the working class hero.
John Turturro obviously had the kind of fun creating this bizarre and hilarious love song to 1980's working-class New York that he allowed the story (which is not a complicated one) to take a backseat to the concept and the performances and the characters which are simply top notch. I loved this film.
James Gandolfini
Susan Sarandon
Kate Winslet
Steve Buscemi
Mandy Moore
Mary-Louise Parker
Aida Turturro
Christopher Walken
Eddie Izzard
Amy Sedaris
Yes. It is that good.
And did I mention they sing? They do. And dance. And there are surreal interludes with firemen twirling and swinging hoses to The Buena Vista Social Club, underwater love songs, choreographed policemen soft-shoeing in the suburbs, deadpan humor and dialog that knocked me off my feet and Janis Joplin being sung by a church choir. It all takes itself only half-seriously which you can tell by the way that every song and dance involves someone swinging whimsically on a pole "Singing in the Rain" style and yet, the whole package is presented so convincingly 100% that you can't help but cheer for the working class hero.
John Turturro obviously had the kind of fun creating this bizarre and hilarious love song to 1980's working-class New York that he allowed the story (which is not a complicated one) to take a backseat to the concept and the performances and the characters which are simply top notch. I loved this film.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Revolver
The two movies that come to mind when I think of Guy Ritchie are Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, which I liked and Snatch, which I liked, but not as much. He does fast-paced mystery/crime/dramas with weird camera angles, zoom-in, slow-mo, tricky twisty plots and usually they are smart and keep you guessing. I enjoy this.
Revolver tried to be all those things, with a little bit of weird thrown in. Wait. A lot of weird. The end is weird. But it didn't quite make it. The plot wasn't as smart as I expected. Some big plot holes and pretty formulaic story. The worst thing is that I guessed the big surprise at the end about half-way through and was so disappointed when they revealed the big twist that that was it, that I almost didn't care about how weird the end was.
Revolver tried to be all those things, with a little bit of weird thrown in. Wait. A lot of weird. The end is weird. But it didn't quite make it. The plot wasn't as smart as I expected. Some big plot holes and pretty formulaic story. The worst thing is that I guessed the big surprise at the end about half-way through and was so disappointed when they revealed the big twist that that was it, that I almost didn't care about how weird the end was.
Monday, December 10, 2007
No Country for Old Men
Oh, you crafty Coens! The story and characters are Cormac McCarthy's creations, but the Coens build from them a horrific, tense, scary, suspenseful and very Coen-esque landscape. Dry desert roads, amazingly cast characters who are so spot-on that you feel you have met them in person, recurring themes (coins, life-changing choices) abound, recurring camera angels and shots are, in typical Coen style, artful and heavy with reference.
I think the most successful part of the film is the horrific monster they created in Chigur (expertly played by an unbelievably fabulous Javier Bardem) with his freaky-deaky hairdo, quiet detachment and bizarre accent.
My one complaint is that there are a few moments when you have to suspend your disbelief a little too far for the story to make sense. I suspect, if reading the book, more of the loose ends would tie together and some of the weird mysteries might clear up...or maybe it just requires another viewing. Like many Coen films, this one would, no doubt, get richer, deeper and more crafty on multiple viewings.
I think the most successful part of the film is the horrific monster they created in Chigur (expertly played by an unbelievably fabulous Javier Bardem) with his freaky-deaky hairdo, quiet detachment and bizarre accent.
My one complaint is that there are a few moments when you have to suspend your disbelief a little too far for the story to make sense. I suspect, if reading the book, more of the loose ends would tie together and some of the weird mysteries might clear up...or maybe it just requires another viewing. Like many Coen films, this one would, no doubt, get richer, deeper and more crafty on multiple viewings.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
War Dance
Documentary about a group of students from a school in a Northern Uganda displacement camp. The families there have been torn apart by the war. The children are often orphans. Some have seen their parents or siblings killed. Some were forced to kill along side the rebel soldiers. Against some hard odds, their school has made it into the national dance competition and we follow a handful of the students closely, hearing about their horrific past and how they see dance and music as a way to prove they can offer something to their world, in their different ways.
What I took away from this movie was a new understanding of the sheer resilience of humankind. That parents love their children in the same way all over the world. That kids are kids no matter what they have been through. This film was heartbreaking and hopeful -- a difficult balance.
What I took away from this movie was a new understanding of the sheer resilience of humankind. That parents love their children in the same way all over the world. That kids are kids no matter what they have been through. This film was heartbreaking and hopeful -- a difficult balance.
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Margot at the Wedding
This movie is about Nicole Kidman's character who is a self-absorbed nut-job. Her family's problems are splayed out in all their uncomfortable glory for us to see - the lying, cheating, hurtful back-stabbing, gossiping, masturbating glory. It's a bit like watching a horrific car crash, but one that involves a clown car (played by a very-well cast Jack Black) so you don't feel so bad about wanting to watch the crash unfold before you.
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