THE SPYMASTERS — CIA IN THE CROSSHAIRS: Can we kill our way out of the War on Terror?

Leon Panetta in THE SPYMASTERS
Leon Panetta in THE SPYMASTERS

In the thought-provoking documentary The Spymasters — CIA in the Crosshairs, we hear from all twelve directors of the CIA, from George H.W. Bush through current Director John Brennan.  They weigh in on the agency’s role in the War Against Terror, including harsh interrogation, drone warfare, the Kill List and “signature strikes”.  They disagree among themselves on torture, with Iraq War era directors George Tenet and Porter Goss, taking especially belligerent positions.  But there is a unified answer to this fundamental question about the War on Terror, “Can we kill our way out of it?”

The Spymasters — CIA in the Crosshairs showcases the decisions that a CIA Director must make, Leon Panetta poses one situation that he actually faced – do you take a rarely available missile shot at a terrorist who has just killed nine of your agents – when you know he is with his wife and kids? And several directors address the question, “What keeps you up at night?”

Besides the directors, we get to know a CIA operative with experience in Afghanistan, along with the agency’s chief of counter-terrorism. And we meet a most colorful character, the CIA’s former clandestine operations chief, Jose Rodriguez, who openly admits destroying the videos of CIA waterboarding.

The Spymasters echoes another talking head documentary The Gatekeepers, with the retired directors of the Shin Bet, Israel’s super-secret internal security force.  I recommend a double feature with these two companion films. The Gatekeepers is available to rent on DVD from Netflix and for streaming on Amazon Instant, iTunes, Vudu, YouTube, Google Play and Flixster.

The Spymasters — CIA in the Crosshairs is currently playing on Showtime.

CREED: superb refreshing of a storied franchise

Michael B. Jordan and Sylvester Stallone in CREED
Michael B. Jordan and Sylvester Stallone in CREED

Rocky Balboa returns in writer-director Ryan Coogler’s superb CreedCreed is the story of a young man, the posthumous son of Rocky’s rival and friend Apollo Creed, who seeks out Rocky as a mentor.  Played by Michael B. Jordan (star of Coogler’s Fruitvale Station), the young Creed must face off against his own demons, as imposing as any opponents in the ring.  Stallone’s Rocky Balboa is still a lovable galoot, humble and adoring the long-dead Adrian.  Tessa Thompson (Dear White People, Selma) plays the younger man’s love interest.  Creed isn’t just about The Big Fight – all three of the main characters must overcome a distinct nemesis within each of them.

There’s not that much actual boxing in Creed, and folks who don’t like boxing will still enjoy the movie.  The boxing scenes, however, are brilliant.  The opponent in the climactic fight is played by real pro boxer Tony Bellew.

The most impressive scene, however, is mid-movie when Rocky’s protegé is tested against a local up-and-comer (the actor Gabe Rosado).  The three-minute rounds are photographed as uninterrupted action (no cuts are apparent) from WITHIN the ring.  We feel like we’re in the ring with the fighters – right at shoulder-level.  It’s a tour de force by veteran cinematographer Maryse Alberti (most of her work has been in documentaries).

Stallone’s performance is excellent. Even though it’s the zillionth time he’s played this character, he’s not just mailing this in for a paycheck, and he’s justifiably getting some award buzz.  Johnson and Thompson again prove themselves as rising talents.  Phylicia Rashad is excellent as the young fighter’s mother figure.

Coogler is the brilliant young Bay Area filmmaker whose brilliant debut was the indie docudrama Fruitvale Station, which was #8 on my Best Movies of 2013.  (Fruitvale Station is available on DVD from Netflix and Redbox and streaming from Amazon, Vudu, Google Play, YouTube and Xbox Video.)

Coogler gets lots of credit for breathing freshness and originality into a movie franchise that had grown tiresome.  Creed is an exploration into the internal struggles of three people – and it’s also irresistibly entertaining.

 

DON VERDEAN: money changers in the temple

DON VERDEAN
Jermaine Clement, Amy Ryan and Sam Rockwell in DON VERDEAN

Don Verdean is a dark comedy from filmmakers Jared and Jerusha Hess (Napoleon Dynamite), a smart and cynical take on the faux scientists embraced by the Christian Right.  Sam Rockwell plays the title character, a Christian “archaeologist” of dubious credentials and ethics who keeps “discovering” Biblical relics and marketing them to gullible true believers.

Verdean and his assistants (Amy Ryan and Jermaine Clement) find themselves entangled with rival pastors, both charlatans.  One is a former convict (Danny McBride) with a former hooker wife (Leslie Bibb); the other is a former Satanist (Will Forte) with his own bogus academic henchman (Sky Elobar).  The cast is all good.  Sam Rockwell sounds like he is channeling a TV preacher version of Sam Elliott.

But the real revelation is Jermaine Clement of Flight of the Conchords, who plays Verdean’s Israeli fixer, Boaz.  The Hesses start Boaz out as a footnote and then gradually develop him into one of the lead characters.  Clement imbues Boaz with an unintentional sneer, a sometimes puzzling Hebrew accent and ascendant venality.  Clement even gets a very funny dance bit (less extended and sidesplitting than the one in Napoleon Dynamite but funny nonetheless).

Jared and Jerusha Hess are the team behind Napoleon Dynamite, a pretty solid comedy credential.  The Hesses know of what they write.  They’re not just Hollywood religion-mockers – both attended BYU.

Here’s an example.  The Hesses gave Clement’s character the name of Boaz.  Those who know the Old Testament story of Ruth (we’re only talking Jews and Fundamentalist Christians here) will recognize Boaz as a major Good Guy.  Some may even know that Boaz was an ancestor of both David and Jesus, who some scholars see as a “pre-figure” of Christ.  But Boaz is a Biblical name that nobody gives their kid – so you never meet a Boaz today.  Given the arc of the Boaz character in Don Verdean, the name is brilliantly ironic.

There are more cynical chuckles here than there are gut-busting guffaws.   In one particularly inspired touch, the Hesses inserted Put Your Hand in the Hand into the soundtrack.  Don Verdean is a little movie that’s sure to be overlooked during the big Holiday movie season, but there aren’t many good comedies in theaters now, so it’s a good choice for those looking for a dark indie comedy.

CHI-RAQ: Spike’s plea for peace with justice…and a sex comedy

Teyonah Parris in CHI-RAQ
Teyonah Parris in CHI-RAQ

Chi-Raq is Spike Lee’s impassioned plea for peace with justice in the inner city.  The Chi-Raq of the title is Chicago, where there have been more gun deaths in the past 15 years than there have been Americans killed in Iraq and Afghanistan combined – a shocking and wholly unacceptable statistic that opens the movie.

Lee has adapted the Aristophanes play Lysistrata, where the ancient Greek women withhold sex until their men negotiate an end to war.   Here, it’s the women of today’s Chicago who suspend the sexual privileges of their gang-banging boyfriends.  Lee stays pretty close to the original Lysistrata, with lines sometimes in rap verse and with increasingly dapper Samuel L. Jackson as a one-man chorus who comments directly to the audience.

In a particularly inspired tactic, the men try to soften the woman’s resolve with Oh Girl by the Chi-Lites.

Lysistrata herself, the women’s ring leader, is played by Teyonah Parris, who pulls off the responsibility of being in virtually every scene. In her skanky outfits and massive Afro, Parris is unrecognizable as the controlled and restrained Sterling Cooper secretary Dawn Chambers in Mad Men.

John Cusack plays a bleeding heart priest, whose diatribe against the systems that breed violence is the weakest part of the movie (not Cusack’s fault – it’s the writing).   Samuel L. Jackson, Jennifer Hudson and Angela Bassett are all excellent.  Overall, Chi-Raq is pretty watchable.

ONE DAY IN AUSCHWITZ: an individual, personal testimony

Kitty Hart-Moxon in ONE DAY IN AUSCHWITZ
Kitty Hart-Moxon in ONE DAY IN AUSCHWITZ

Kitty Hart-Moxon is an elderly Holocaust survivor now living in the UK. In One Day in Auschwitz, she takes two seventeen-year-old girls – the same age that she entered the famed Nazi concentration camp – to Auschwitz. She guides them around the camp and narrates her experiences there.  We already know about the horrors, but her matter-of-fact testimony helps us appreciate the extra lengths that the Nazis took to dehumanize, in addition to murdering, their victims.  It’s a very personal account and a compelling one.

One Day in Auschwitz is now playing on Showtime.

THE TRIBE: a singular viewing experience, if you can stomach it

THE TRIBE
THE TRIBE

The Wife often mocks my taste in obscure or challenging foreign cinema, like the “Romanian abortion movie” and the “Icelandic penis movie”.  So I was looking forward to regaling her about the “Ukrainian deaf movie” The Tribe, which sparked much notice at the Toronto and Sundance film fests. Indeed, The Tribe is a singular cinematic experience – both absorbing and exhausting.

Right away, the movie tells us that, although the The Tribe comes from Ukraine, we’re not going to hear any Ukrainian. Nor will we see any English subtitles. It’s set in a residential high school for the deaf, and the entire movie is in sign language. It’s novel for the hearing to experience an entire movie in which we hear only the sound of ambient noises – footsteps, creaking doors and the like – and we know that these sounds are NOT heard by the movie characters.

Writer-director Miroslav Slaboshpitsky also employs fixed-camera shots of very, very long duration. which enhance the feeling that we’re watching something that we haven’t seen before.

At first, The Tribe delivers what we might expect in a teen coming of age film: the new kid in school, practical jokes and high jinks, the boring classroom, the class clown and raging teen hormones. The kids sneak off campus at night to prowl and party. But soon we are shocked to realize that we’re not seeing normal teen rowdiness and delinquency – these kids are operating an organized crime ring!

The Tribe is clearly meant to be a comment on the profoundly rooted corruption of post-Soviet society. Unfortunately, Slaboshpitsky piles on so much horrible behavior and brutality that it becomes distracting. There’s even an unsparing clinical depiction of a back alley abortion in real time; at my screening, I could feel the entire audience, at first frozen and then squirming in our seats. It’s a very unpleasant scene – and meant to be. And after the extreme violence at the very end of the movie, the audience exited with nervous laughter at having endured it.

Two final warnings: Women viewers should be prepared for the squat toilets in the the public restroom – not exactly a travelogue high point for Ukraine. And THIS IS NOT A DATE MOVIE – despite lots of explicit sex, no one is going to want to have sex after watching this!

[SPOILER ALERT – The ending is both a cinematic achievement and barely watchable: all in one camera shot, the protagonist climbs five flights of stairs and commits four individual up-close-and-personal and especially brutal murders.]

THE TRIBE
THE TRIBE

Stream of the Week: TANGERINE: Two transgender hookers walk into a donut shop…

TANGERINE
TANGERINE

Two transgender hookers walk into a donut shop in Hollywood…that’s not the start of a joke, but it’s the start of this pretty funny movie. The raucous and raunchy high energy comedy Tangerine centers on Alexandra and Sin-Dee, played respectively by the non-actors Mya Taylor and Kitana Kiki Rodriguez. Sin-Dee takes them on a quest to track down her wayward pimp/boyfriend, and, although Alexandra makes her promise “no drama”, you know that’s not gonna happen. Alexandra is focused on her own goal – her singing performance tonight at a local club. We also meet the Armenian cabbie Razmik (Karren Karagulian), who has his own secret. And did I mention that it’s Christmas Eve?

The two leads are wonderfully appealing and their misadventures are very funny.  A confrontation between an Armenian mother-in-law on the warpath, all the main characters and a pimp is wonderfully madcap.  The movie’s ending is surprisingly moving.

Tangerine was shot on an iPhone. This is not a gimmick. The intimacy and urgency of this character-driven movie is a good fit with the iPhone. There really isn’t any call for  helicopter shots or the like. The richness of the colors has been enhanced in post-production, so the iPhone cinematography isn’t any distraction at all. (See the shot below.)

You can stream Tangerine on Amazon Instant, iTunes, Vudu, YouTube, Google Play and some cable/satellite PPV.  (Or you can buy the DVD from a retailer.)

TANGERINE
TANGERINE

To follow the beginning of the film, it helps to know that “fish” is transgender slang for a person born with female anatomy.

There’s also an extremely funny cameo by Clu Gulager(!) as a loquacious taxi passenger.

Tangerine is written and directed by Sean Baker, who made Starlet, another indie about marginal Angelenos that I admired.

Tangerine is available to stream from Amazon Instant, iTunes, Vudu, YouTube and Google Play.

 

ENTERTAINMENT: no reason for this at all

Gregg Turkington in ENTERTAINMENT
Gregg Turkington in ENTERTAINMENT

I can’t imagine who would enjoy writer-director Rick Alverson’s movie Entertainment.   Gregg Turkington plays the world’s saddest and least funny professional comedian, who is bouncing around loser gigs in the Mohave Desert (starting at a state prison).  Even with his flamboyant comb-over, he’s walking buzz kill.  He is increasingly a puddle of despair until he has a full-fledged breakdown while performing at a pool party.  Turkington’s portrayal of a protagonist who ranges between dour and nasty is frankly not that all interesting.

Two scenes in particular are unwatchable – a birth scene in a public restroom and the comedian heaping especially vile invective on a bar patron (the filmmaker Amy Seimetz – what is SHE doing in this mess?).  The young actor Tye Sheridan (Mud, The Tree of Life, Joe) is good as a clown who opens for the comedian, but his turn doesn’t justify spending any time watching this hateful blight.

It’s a sad comparison to The Entertainer genre of movies about sad sacks trying to hang on to a place in show business and to their own identities.  Some critics have been taken in by the “unflinching” aspect of this work, but they’ve missed the pointlessness of the whole unpleasant experience. Entertainment may well be the worst movie-viewing experience of 2015.  Available streaming.

SPECTRE: James Bond re-energized by revenge

Daniel Craig as James Bond in SPECTRE
Daniel Craig as James Bond in SPECTRE

 

If you’re a James Bond fan (which I’m not), you’ve probably already seen Spectre, the latest in the franchise. For me, though, Daniel Craig’s Bond, along with the spectacular action set pieces, trumped the silliness and made this a worthwhile trip to the movies. Here’s why:

  • Six actors have played James Bond (seven if you count David Niven in the first Casino Royale) – and Daniel Craig is the only one who can match Sean Connery. Craig plays it straight; his only winks to the audience are not with his face, but with his fingers, when he adjusts his cuffs or re-buttons his jacket after a fight to the death.
  • Craig’s Bond has been increasingly despairing and a lost soul until Spectre, when he emerges determined, re-energized and cheeky; this time he’s motivated by good, old-fashioned revenge.
  • Director Sam Mendes has crafted some brilliant set pieces. The opening sequence, set in Mexico City on the Day of the Dead, is the most exciting several minutes in movies this year.
  • Christoph Walz, as one would expect, makes for a brilliant Bond Supervillain.
  • This time, the major Bond Girl is not just beautiful, but she’s also a superb actress – Léa Seydoux (Blue is the Warmest Color, Inglorious Basterds, Midnight in Paris).

Spectre – it’s Bond…James Bond.

TRUMBO: the personal cost of principles

Bryan Cranston in TRUMBO
Bryan Cranston in TRUMBO

In the movies, going to jail for your principles is overrated.  But in the historical drama Trumbo – about the 1950s Hollywood blacklist – we get to see the real extent of the sacrifices made by the principled man and his family.

Dalton Trumbo (Bryan Cranston) was a novelist and Hollywood screenwriter who was named as a Communist, was sent to prison for contempt of Congress and then blacklisted by the Hollywood studios.  After prison, Trumbo had to earn his living by writing without credits (the credit going to other writers as “fronts” or to fictional “writers”).  He received no screen credit for the Oscar-winning screenplays for Roman Holiday and The Brave One.  Nor for the noir classics Gun Crazy and The Prowler.  Eventually, the end of the blacklist period was signaled when Trumbo received screen credits for his work on Exodus and Spartacus.

It’s a compelling story and Trumbo was a very compelling character – flamboyant, full of himself, wily but sometimes politically naive.  Cranston is really quite brilliant in capturing Trumbo’s wit, signature eccentricities and his emotional turmoil.

Families are often collateral damage, and that was the case here.  We see the impact on Trumbo’s wife (Diane Lane) and daughter (Elle Fanning) – not just the financial and social hardships, but in living with a man under so much stress.

To tell the story of this historical period, some characters are compressed – but not distorted.  Hedda Hopper (Helen Mirren) is portrayed as the leader of the blacklist (which would have flattered her), and John Wayne’s (David James Elliot) role is prominent.  There’s a composite character who represents the other victims of the blacklist, played by Louis C.K. (another really fine performance from C.K.).  Edward G. Robinson (Michael Stuhlbarg) represents the good liberals who caved under pressure and named names.  Kirk Douglas (Dean O’Gorman) and Otto Preminger (Christian Berkel) are historical good guys (but not without self-interest).  John Goodman has a hilarious turn as a low budget producer.  The entire cast does a fine job, but Cranston, Stuhlbarg, C.K. and Fanning are extraordinary.

We see also actual file footage of Ronald Reagan, Robert Taylor and Joe McCarthy, along with some still photos of the ever-ominous Richard Nixon.

Trumbo is a very successful and insightful historical study, and Cranston’s performance is Oscar Bait.