TAR: a haughty spirit before a fall

Photo caption: Cate Blanchett in TAR. Courtesy of Focus Features.

Tar, Todd Field’s exploration of #MeToo and Cancel Culture, is a showcase for the considerable acting talent of Cate Blanchett. We immediately accept her as Lydia Tar, a superstar orchestra conductor. Lydia is an international thought leader in music, she speaks fluent German, and big SAT words flow off her tongue in her regular speech. She’s also imperious and abuses her privilege.

We’re used to powerful men abusing their position, but Field, by centering on a powerful woman, unpeels our kneejerk reactions. Here’s a person who has earned her status by talent and accomplishment – but she’s just too mean and selfish.

Of course, it is written that pride goeth before destruction and a haughty spirit before a fall. These days, a viral internet can bring destruction and fall with shocking suddenness. In Tar, the telling of Lydia Tar’s final arc is compelling.

But Tar is almost two-and-a-half hours long, and the middle part is too long. Field invests about an hour and forty minutes in showing us how masterful Tar is. Having already gotten his point in the first forty-five minutes, I nodded off.

I found a very public flameout at the end to be implausible, but the Wife found it believable.

The cast is excellent, especially Nina Hoss (Barbara and Phoenix) as Lydia’s spouse and Noémie Merlant (Jumbo, Curiosa) as her seemingly fragile assistant.

Todd Field has made three feature films, the others being the superb 2001 family psychological drama In the Bedroom and my choice for the best film of 2006, Little Children.

Note: most of what usually goes in a movie’s closing credits (gaffers, best boys, caterers, drivers, accountants and the like) is in Tar’s opening credits. The closing credits only includes the cast, the music and the musicians. Odd.

Blanchett’s performance deserves an Oscar nomination, but I wouldn’t sit the the whole movie again in a theater.

NOPE: an exceptionally intelligent popcorn movie

Daniel Kaluuya in NOPE. Courtesy of Universal Pictures.

Jordan Peele’s Nope is an exceptionally intelligent popcorn movie. I’m not a big horror/sci fi guy, and I loved it.

Siblings OJ and Emerald own their dad’s legacy ranch in a desolate SoCal valley (Nope was shot near Santa Clarita). Surreal, unexplained events take place, and they wonder if the happenings are supernatural or extraterrestrial (as in space aliens)?

At first, there are strange noises. Then sinister things happen with ordinary objects – a house key, a Jefferson head nickel and, eventually, a blue tarp. Finally, OJ connects the dots about a cloud in the sky and…we’re off on a thrill ride.

This is not an agricultural ranch – it houses horses that are trained for production of movies and video commercials. OJ is continuing his dad’s role as a professional movie horse trainer and wrangler.

OJ (Daniel Kaluuya) is a man of few words – very few words. He’s all business, and prefers horses to people. Uncomfortable with the Hollywood schmooze and hustle, he wonders why being a horse whisperer doesn’t seem to be enough to keep the business alive.

OTOH, his sister Emerald (a very funny Keke Palmer) is all about self-promotion, and sees her future success coming from showbiz or the internet, not from isolated, dusty horse corrals. She is bubbly, self-absorbed and has no boundaries.

On the other side of the valley, there’s another ranch, owned by a former child television star Ricky “Jupe” Park (Steven Yuen), who runs a hokey, retro Old West theme park. (The cheesy, family theme park reminded me of San Jose’s Frontier Village in my youth.) In Jupe ‘s back story, there’s an incident from his childhood TV work that fits with one of Nope’s themes – the dangers of messing with natural phenomena.

Why would space aliens come to our planet – to explore, conquer, inhabit our bodies, study us or destroy us”? From 1951’s The Day the Earth Stood Still and 1953’s War of the Worlds, movies have posed the question, should we fight off the aliens or try to make friends? In a brilliantly pointed observation of our culture in 2022, Jordan Peele knows that many would ask – how can we monetize this?

Brandon Perea, Daniel Kaluuya and Keke Palmer in NOPE. Courtesy of Universal Pictures.

OJ and Emerald need high tech assistance, and they happen upon a Gen X geek working in a particularly reviled electronics store. Angel (a perfect Brandon Perea) greets them with a despairingly weary Thanks for shopping at Fry’s and invites himself along on their quest.

Nope begins with a WOW segment and ends with a Western-movie-meets-sci-fi horseback escape. Along the way, it explores the transformation of our economy and culture.

Daniel Kaluuya is a charismatic enough presence that he can, like Gary Cooper or Clint Eastwood, carry a feature film without saying much. Keke Palmer and Brandon Perea are very funny in essential roles. Yuen’s performance may be the most nuanced, with an insincere Hollywood slickness masking his feelings about a childhood trauma and a failing business. Michael Wincott is excellent as an old school cinematographer whose gravelly voice makes Sam Elliott sound like a soprano.

The title is from a hilariously appropriate mutterance of OJ’s. The obvious title Don’t Look Up was employed by Adam McKay just last year.

Here’s a hopeful thought. Will Jordan Peele bring young moviegoers to theaters for horror thrills and teach them to expect SMART movies?

Nope is now widely available to stream (and should be watched on the biggest screen available to you). It’s one of the Best Movies of 2022 – So Far.

PIGGY: surprising and darkly hilarious

Photo caption: Laura Galán in PIGGY. Courtesy of Magnolia Pictures.

In the fresh and darkly hilarious Spanish horror movie Piggy, Sara (Laura Galán) is an overweight teenager cruelly teased by her peers. She works in her family’s butcher shop, which supplies her tormentors with a surfeit of unkind pork-related nicknames. Her affectionate but clueless dad and her brusque martinet of a mom aren’t much comfort.

One day, at the town swimming pool, mean girls sadistically traumatize her. Sara makes a shocking decision, and Piggy becomes a kind of Carrie meets Beauty and the Beast thrill ride as Sara is bounced along to the satisfying conclusion.

Piggy is the first feature for writer-director Carlota Pereda, a veteran television director. It’s based on her award-winning 2018 short with the same Spanish title, Cerdita, and also staring Galán. Galán gets all the teen angst and impulsiveness just right and, in a piñata-like role, is a helluva good sport.

Horror films turn on whether the protagonist can survive, and, often, on whether the victims deserve their demise; Pereda has a lot of fun with both.

I screened Piggy for the Nashville Film Festival, where it was one of my Under the Radar picks. Piggy opens this week at the Alamo Drafthouse and then rolls out nationally. This movie is a hoot.

THE GRAY MAN: an action movie highlight show

Ryan Gosling in THE GRAY MAN. Courtesy of Netflix.

Ryan Gosling stars in the kickoff of a Netflix espionage thriller franchise, in The Gray Man. It’s a top rate action film directed by the Russo brothers, Anthony and Joe (Arrested Development, The Avengers and Captain America) .

Gosling plays a highly skilled covert operative with a back story thatreally doesn’t matter – just think of him as a renegade American James Bond.

There are six, count ’em, SIX, amazing action set pieces , at least as good as in any James Bond film. The effect is like watching an all-highlight show like ESPN’s Sportscenter, where every football clip is an amazing TD catch and every baseball clip is a walk-off home run. No need for much dialogue or character development in between, That’s okay – The Gray Man isn’t trying to be more than it is – glossy entertainment.

There’s a reason that Ryan Gosling is a Movie Star in the best sense of the phrase. He has a special charisma before the camera, and we are driven to watch him and to sympathize with him. Of course, he’s a remarkably versatile actor who can be heroic, stolid, sexy, dangerous, funny, lovelorn and even musical. Gosling has brought whatever was needed to excellent cinema like La La Land, Drive, The Ides of March, The Big Short, The Place Beyond the Pines and Crazy, Stupid Love, and even to crap like Gangster Squad, First Man and the execrable Only God Forgives. Gosling is a perfect choice to lead a franchise like The Gray Man, and his acting chops are not challenged here.

Netflix’s bankroll provides the Russos with an impressive cast. Chris Evans is a worthy villain to match up with Gosling, and Ana de Armas is a glamorous sidekick. The great Alfre Woodard, along with Billy Bob Thornton, show up in key roles. There’s a very brief flashback to a rotten father figure, close to a non-speaking part, and the Russos were able to utilize the always memorable Shea Whigham in this tiny part.

The supporting roles of Jessica Henwick (Nymeria Sand in Game of Thrones) and Tamil superstar Dhanush set them up for key roles in future chapters of the Gray Man franchise.

The Gray Man streams on Netflix.

DON’T WORRY, DARLING: misfire (but with Huell Howser’s cool house)

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Photo caption: Florence Pugh and Harry Styles in DON’T WORRY, DARLING. Courtesy of Warner Brothers.

Don’t Worry, Darling is a paranoid thriller that, most unfortunately, stops thrilling halfway through.  We’re in the late 1950s, and Alice (Florence Pugh) is a housewife married to Jack (pop star Harry Styles), an engineer.  They live in a company town, an idyllic, color-saturated suburb improbably planted in the remotest corner of the Mojave Desert.  All the men work on a highly secret R&D project, and no one is to leave the company’s property, “where it’s safe.

Everyone is going full Mad Men with cocktails and cigarettes, Alice and Jack are gloriously oversexed, and Don’t Worry, Darling sports a delightful period soundtrack.  It’s a much better Stepford Wives, only really hedonistic.  So far, so good.  

But Alice sees some things that are disturbing.  Is she hallucinating?  Or has she stumbled upon the company’s evil secret? During this Am I Going Crazy part of the movie, I started to think that this is taking way too long.  And then it got less and less interesting.

Part of the problem is heavy-handedness, with an unnecessarily overt Order vs Chaos message.  Poor Alice even utters the words, “you’re gaslighting me.” In case we don’t get it, I guess.
And there are (I think two) brief scenes with Alice and Jack at their same ages, but set in the present, where they are having a lot less fun.  These bits are confusing and superfluous.
None of this is the fault of Pugh or Styles.  It’s all in the increasingly less gripping and less coherent story.

Don’t Worry, Darling especially disappointed me because director Olivia Wilde and screenwriter Kate Silberman had previously collaborated on the smart and sweet Booksmart.

Olivia Wilde the actress is very good as the pack leader who wrangles the other wives.  Nick Kroll shines as her husband, a good timer who has drunk the Kool-Aid.  I always love seeing Chris Pine, and he’s predictably good here as the corporate leader admired by the other men to a cult-like degree.  Timothy Simons (Veep) is perfect as the company physician/enforcer.

My friend Keith that he was distracted from the story when he recognized the building that stands in for the evil corporation’s secret headquarters.  It turns out that it is a home in Twentynine Palms, California, owned by the late Huell Howser, the relentlessly affable host of California Gold, where each week he would discover another a-MAZ-ing roadside attraction.

All I’ll say about the film’s off-screen controversy is that no one would raise much fuss about a male movie director dating a much  younger female star, which has been going on since the birth of cinema.

Don’t Worry, Darling is in theaters.

LOVING HIGHSMITH: intimate and revelatory

Photo caption: Patricia Highsmith in LOVING HIGHSMITH. Courtesy of Frameline.

In the revelatory biodoc Loving Highsmith, documentarian Eva Vitija reveals intimate perspectives on the iconic author. Patricia Highsmith’s novels were turned into twisted movie thrillers that include Hitchcock’s Strangers on a Train and all the Tom Ripley movies, as well as the queer memoir Carol.

Vitija has sourced Loving Highsmith with the firsthand memories of Highsmith’s last live-in lover Marijean Meaker, her Berlin lover Tabea Blumenshein, her Paris friend Monique Buffet, and members of Highsmith’s rodeo-focused Texas family. The insights include:

  • Highsmith’s Texas roots.
  • Her heartbreakingly one-way relations with her mother.
  • The origin of the Tom Ripley character.
  • Her intentionality in crafting the ending of Carol.
  • Her obsession with her married secret London lover.

Even those who are familiar with Highsmith will be impressed with this 360-degree portrait. I screened Loving Highsmith for this year’s Frameline in June; it’s now in theaters.

Wrapping up Cinequest

Photo caption: Jim Gaffigan and Rhea Seehorn in LINOLEUM. Courtesy of Blue Fox Entertainment.

Cinequest ran through this August 29. Here are the films that I hadn’t posted about yet:

Linoleum: Colin West’s gentle story of a lovable loser with a nose-diving kid’s science TV show is superficially about the guy’s eccentric attempt to build a real rocket in his garage; but it’s really three love stories – or are they one love story? Although West peppers some clues throughout, it’s not until the final act that the audience connects the dots about what is going on. Linoleum is hard to review – or even describe – without spoilers, but let’s just say that it is a highly original and sweet film.

Spin Me Round: The crowd at a well-attended screening loved this unpretentious and delightful comedy, a showcase for the comic talents of, among others, Alison Brie, Aubrey Plaza, Zach Woods and Molly Shannon. It’s a very zany comment on corporate sexual predators with a withering send-up of The Olive Garden. There are wild pigs, too. Spin Me Round is now streaming on AppleTV.

What We Do Next: Stephen Belber’s taut drama featured the best acting ensemble at Cinequest, with searing performances by Karen Pittman, Michelle Veintimilla and Corey Stoll. The story unfolds in seven segments over a a span of years, initially dealing with how an innocent miscalculation years ago could erupt into a career-killing political scandal. Each of the characters becomes more entangled by the choices of the others, and the dominoes fall.

Medusa: In this French drama, two adult sisters live in a house on a woodsy lane. Brain injury from a car crash has crippled one sister’s capacity to walk and to speak, and her sibling cares for her. The caregiving sister brings home her new, hunky boyfriend, who becomes fascinated with occupational therapy for the injured sister. As he helps her recover her speech and mobility (her libido has not been impaired), sexual tension and jealousy simmer. This is the first feature from writer-director Sophie Lévy, and she depicts sexual playfulness from a female perspective. There are several recent films with the same title, so it’s best to search for this movie under its French title, Méduse.

Shoebox: This sweet film is about a man who refuses to accept that his city is changing around him; he persists in trying to run a tiny neighborhood movie theater – kind of an Indian Cinema Paradiso. As it meandered predictably, I lost interest.

Free Renty: This earnest advocacy documentary has one thing going for it: one of the very most searing images from slavery in America. It’s a daguerreotype of Renty Taylor, a slave whose demeanor blares that he is fiercely expressing his human dignity. The film is about litigation by one of Renty Taylor’s descendants to recover the property rights to the image from Harvard University. The family is very sympathetic, but the doc loses credibility when it casts off all objectivity in the final act.

The Dinner Parting: This purported screwball comedy is actually an exercise in dark deadpan humor as three people try to foist a brazen lie on their acquaintances. The humor is supposed to stem from the absurd lengths they use to pull off the deception. But the premise is too obviously contrived, and some actors seem to be working in a different tone than the others. It’s a misfire.

Ghosting Gloria: This Uruguayan comedy was my biggest disappointment of the fest, because I so enjoyed the filmmakers’ witty entry at the 2017 Cinequest, The Moderns (Los Modernos). Here, the protagonist has lived to 30 without an orgasm until she moves to a haunted residence. She is then faced with a choice between a ghost and a real human guy. It’s uncommon that I find a sex comedy to be a yawner, but this was too predictable.

Bottom line: Linoleum and Spin Me Round join Trust, Charm Circle, 12 Months, The Grand Bolero, Out in the Ring and Tell Me a Memory as the Best of Cinequest. In 2023, Cinequest returns to its usual in-person time slot in late February.

Aubrey Plaza and Alison Brie in SPIN ME ROUND, Courtesy of IFC Films.

LINOLEUM: highly original and sweet

Jim Gaffigan and Rhea Seehorn in LINOLEUM. Courtesy of Blue Fox Entertainment.

Colin West’s Linoleum, a gentle story of a lovable loser with a nose-diving kid’s science TV show, is superficially about the guy’s eccentric attempt to build a real rocket in his garage; but it’s really three love stories – or are they one love story? Although West peppers some clues throughout, it’s not until the final act that the audience connects the dots about what is going on. Linoleum is hard to review – or even describe – without spoilers, but let’s just say that it is a highly original and sweet film.

Our TV host Cameron (Jim Gaffigan) is an astronomer who seems overqualified for his charmingly corny children’s show. He takes the science seriously, but not himself. Cameron is the kind of affable guy who always gets run over by the more self-interested among us.

Cameron is married to Erin (Rhea Seehorn) a smarty pants aeronautical engineer who is direcying programs at a provicial air and space museum. Like Cameron, she started out as a whiz kid and is wondering. Unlike Cameron, who is placidly content, she is wondering how she got stuck in the bush leagues. Erin’s dissatisfaction with her career, and with Cameron’s lack of ambition, is threatening their marriage.

The teenage girl in the story meets the new boy in high school, and they tentatively stumble into a guileless friendship. This thread in Linoleum is especially charming.

The comedian Jim Gaffigan has shown that he’s also a fine actor (Light from Light), and Rhea Seehorn (Better Call Saul, Veep) is one of our finest TV actors. Both are very good in Linoleum.

The first two acts of Linoleum are fairly easy-to-follow, with a couple small mysteries that could be imagined or hallucinated. The third act, which I will not spoil, becomes more confusing until West connects the threads of the story and we understand what we’ve been watching ll along. Viewers who need linear stories may be frustrated, but the payoff is splendid.

I saw Linoleum at the opening night of Cinequest, with Gaffigan and West in attendance.

WHAT WE DO NEXT: searing performances, as the dominoes fall

Corey Stoll in WHAT WE DO NEXT. Courtesy of Magano Movies and Media.

Writer-director Stephen Belber’s taut drama What We Do Next featured the best acting ensemble at Cinequest, with searing performances by Karen Pittman, Michelle Veintimilla and Corey Stoll.

I was familiar with Corey Stoll’s work since his turns in House of Cards and Homeland, but Karen Pittman (The Morning Show, Yellowstone) and Michelle Veintimilla (Seven Seconds, Gotham) were revelations.

The story unfolds in seven segments over a a span of years. It opens with Sandy (Pittman) compassionately counseling a teenage Elsa (Veintimilla) to survive abuse from Elsa’s father. Years later, the lawyer Paul (Stoll) reconnects with Sandy, now a rising NYC politician; the two game out how an innocent miscalculation years before could erupt into a career-killing political scandal today. Each of the characters becomes more entangled by the choices of the others, and the dominoes fall.

What We Do Next explores the difficulty that those traumatized and ill-equipped by upbringing have navigating the legal system and making constructive choices.

I am not unfamiliar with political crisis management, and most segments of the story rang true.

I attended What We Do Next’s world premiere at Cinequest, with Stephen Berber in attendance. After four days rehearsal in the producer’s backyard, What We Do Next was shot in six days – in a COVID bubble in Louisville. I’ll let you know when What We Do Next is released theatrically or on demand.

SPIN ME ROUND: unpretentious and delightful

Aubrey Plaza and Alison Brie in SPIN ME ROUND, Courtesy of IFC Films.

In the unpretentious and delightful comedy Spin Me Round, Alison Brie plays the assistant manager of an Italian chain restaurant who wins a corporate junket – a week at the CEO’s villa in Tuscany. She arrives in Italy with a cadre of peers, misfits all, to discover that they aren’t exactly at the villa and the corporate retreat isn’t exactly what it seems. The charismatic zillionaire CEO (Alessandro Nivola) seems to be grooming them – but not for corporate advancement. Many laughs ensue.

Alison Brie, so good as Trudy Campbell in Mad Men, has proven to have a wonderful gift for comedy. She ably works her Girl Next Door quality to reflect the more overtly zany characters around her. Brie co-wrote Spin Me Round’s screenplay with director Jeff Baena. Baena and Brie had worked together on The Little Hours and Horse Girl (which they also co-wrote).

Spin Me Round is a showcase for comic actors:

  • If you can’t get enough of Zach Woods’s Silicon Valley character, he returns with his naive, overly nice, worshipful devotee – with the capacity for a massive meltdown.
  • Aubrey Plaza (director Baena’s wife) plays archly cynical and dangerously edgy better than anyone.
  • Molly Shannon can convincingly play a deranged, over-the-top character because she just commits so entirely.
  • Fred Armisen is as we rarely, if ever, see him – as a macho, oily Silvio Berlusconi type.
  • Nivola, known mainly for his dramatic roles (The Many Saints of Newark), can be very funny.
  • Ego Nwodin, in the tiniest of roles as Brie’s Skypeing roommate, is just perfect.

One of the funniest threads in Spin Me Round is the send-up of The Olive Garden, the restaurant chain so obviously parodied here, The chain’s managers know shockingly little about Italian cuisine. And you may never eat alfredo sauce again.

In real life, wild pigs are not funny; here, they are very, very funny.

I saw Spin Me Round, before its release, at a well-attended screening at Cinequest, where the crowd loved it. It opens this weekend in LA, but I haven’t located a screen in the Bay Area.