A Separation: brilliant film, tough to watch

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A contemporary Iranian couple had planned to leave Iran for a better life in the West, but, by the time they have wrangled a visa from the bureaucracy, the husband’s father has developed Alzheimer’s. The husband refuses to leave his father and the wife leaves the home in protest. They are well-educated and secular. The husband hires a poor and religious woman to care for his father (and she does not tell her husband about her job). Then there is an incident which unravels the lives of both families.

This is a brilliant film. Writer-director Asghar Farhadi has constructed a story in which the audience sees and hears everything that happens, but our understanding of the events and characters evolve.  We think we know what has happened, but then other narratives are revealed.  Likewise, the moral high ground is passed from one character to another and to another.  It’s like Rashomon, but with the audience keeping a single point of view.

Much of that point of view is shared by the ever watchful teenage daughter of the educated couple.  She desperately wants her parents back together, views everything through this prism and is powerless to make it happen.  She is played by Farhadi’s real life daughter.

Religion towers above the action – and not in a good way.  It guides the actions of the religious couple into choices against their interest.  The Iranian theocracy restricts the choices of the secular couple and of the judges trying to sort everything out.  Almost every character is a good person who is forced to lie to avoid some horrific result otherwise required by the culture.

One final note:  it will be a lot harder to make an easy joke at the expense of American lawyers after watching the Iranian justice system in A Separation.

The realistic angst of the chapters makes this a difficult film to watch – not a light date movie for sure. But the payoff is worth it, and it’s a must see.

This film is on the top ten list of over 30 critics and is Roger Ebert’s top-rated film of 2011. It is a lead pipe cinch for the Foreign Language Picture Oscar.

Farewell Ben Gazzara

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They All Laughed

Farewell to actor Ben Gazzara, dead at 81.  Cinephiles point to Gazzara’s work in groundbreaking two John Cassavetes films, Husbands and The Killing of a Chinese Bookie.  Most Baby Boomers first saw him as the star of the 60s TV series Run for Your Life.  Along the way he was married to Janice Rule and had an affair with Audrey Hepburn.

Although I’m a big fan of Gazzara in Chinese Bookie and Peter Bogdanovich’s Saint Jack, I immediately thought of the Coolest Movie Character Ever, John Russo in Peter Bogdanovich’s They All Laughed.  Despite being a middle-aged guy with a receding hairline, John Russo is a streetwise private detective who is adored by his tween daughters and can disarm any woman with a glance and a smile.  For my money, John Russo is right up there with Bogart’s Rick Blaine and the coolest Mitchum and Clooney characters.

And here’s a tidbit about his performance in They All Laughed.  According to the New York Times, Gazzara “I was in a depression during the whole shooting, and I was terrific in that film,” he said. “And I don’t remember doing it.”

Pina 3D: watching dance from amid the dancers

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There are two reasons to see Pina 3D – to watch modern dance and to marvel at the use of 3D in a dance film.  This documentary shows the work of the late German choreographer Pina Bausch performed by her dance troupe; it’s at least 90% dance performance.

But the singular feature of the film is director Wim Wenders’ use of 3D – the movie audience is transported on to the stage with and among the dancers.  It’s been easy to dismiss 3D with all the crap 3D product out there, but master directors like Martin Scorsese (Hugo) and Werner Herzog (Cave of Forgotten Dreams) can use the technology to make a film even more brilliant.  Wenders (Paris Texas, Wings of Desire) does that with Pina.

Now, if you don’t like modern dance, you’re not going to like this movie.  But, if you do, you should catch this film during the week or two that it will be out in theaters in Real 3D; I’m not going to recommend it in 2D unless you’re a huge dance fan.

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Thunder Soul: funk pride

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This good-hearted  documentary is about a national champion high school stage band in the 1970s.  Because of the era, and because we’re talking about inner city Black kids from Houston, the backdrop is the Black Pride movement.  The key character is their band leader, Conrad “Prof” Johnson, who drove them to be technically proficient and flavored their music with his own funk compositions.  Thirty years later, the band members plan a reunion to honor Prof.  The band members are an entertaining bunch, and there’s plenty of footage from the 70s.  Thunder Soul is sure to be a crowd-pleaser and there are lots of great 70s Afros.

Thunder Soul won film fest awards but failed to get an adequate theatrical release, and is now available on DVD.

When Mitt Romney Comes to Town

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Imagine if Michael Moore directed a profile of Mitt Romney’s career as co-founder of Bain Capital. Well, the 28-minute short film When Mitt Romney Comes to Town is an even more devastating critique of Romney than a Moore film would be.

The storyline of When Mitt Romney Comes to Town is essentially 1) you are happily living in Middle America, working in a factory and paying your mortgage and your taxes; 2) Mitt Romney’s Bain Capital buys and then loots your company; 3) you lose your job and then your home; and 4) repeat several times.

Amazingly, the film was directed by Jason Killian Meath, a Republican media consultant and culture warrior. It is being shilled by a Newt Gingrich-friendly SuperPAC.

Meath’s film is heavy-handed and manipulative (as a Michael Moore film would be). Meath doesn’t have Moore’s sense of humor, but also doesn’t have Moore’s abrasiveness and self-righteousness, which makes his film smoother, more broadly accessible and ultimately more persuausive. In an appeal to Republican primary voters, Meath uses Reaganesque “Morning in America” music and imagery, and I don’t think that it’s an accident that most of Bain Capital’s victims in the film are White.

The oddest thing about When Mitt Romney Comes to Town is that it is not just an attack on Mitt Romney, but against the type of Vulture Capitalism tolerated or even promoted by all four of the current Republican presidential candidates. It’s sure to constitute a major thread of the Obama narrative against Romney or any other GOP candidate.

Here’s the entire 28-minute movie.

Blogging from Noir City: It’s Bad Girl Night!

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Gloria Grahame with Director Jerry Hopper on the set of NAKED ALIBI

Last night I had a great time at Noir City, the 10th annual San Francisco Film Noir Festival.  Noir City is spearheaded by the film noir expert Eddie “The Czar of Noir” Muller.  Its website also includes top rate film noir resources and merchandise.

Last night’s program was a double feature that is not available on DVD.  In fact, Universal went into its vault for the negative and made what is now the only print of Naked Alibi (1954) for this screening.    Naked Alibi  features Gene Barry as a seemingly regular guy with a violent and unpredictable temper.  Sterling Hayden is a cop from the “I’ll beat a confession out of him” school of law enforcement; Hayden’s obsession, without any apparent empirical basis, is that Barry is a cop killer.  They both vie for Gloria Grahame, a sexy saloon singer with a heart of gold.

Film noir is dependent on its femme fatales and Gloria Grahame may be my all-time fave.  Many of you remember her as the slutty Violet in It’s a Wonderful Life and as Bogie’s co-star in the drama In a Lonely Place.  The fact that Gloria was a Bad Girl in real life doesn’t hurt.  I thank Mark A. Clark and his great blog Film Noir Photos for the great photo above.

The second film was Pickup, a lively and cynical low budget indie from 1951.  The writer/director Hugo Haas made several of these films in the early 50s.  As usual, in Pickup, Haas stars as the middle aged sap in the thrall of a young hottie.  Two things make Pickup an absolute howl.  First,  Haas loses his hearing; when he unexpectedly recovers his hearing, he doesn’t let on that he can hear his trashy young wife and her beau plot to kill him for his money.   Second, Beverly Michaels plays the femme fatale so broadly, creating one of the most unashamedly selfish characters in screen history – a floozy totally devoid of empathy.  Only Ann Savage in Detour was a nastier noir villainess.

 

Movies to See This Week

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THE ARTIST

Some of the year’s very best films are in theaters now. I especially recommend these four:

The Artist: A magical romance given us through the highly original choice of an almost silent film.

The Descendants: Director Alexander Payne’s (Sideways) family drama is set in Hawaii and contains a brilliant performance by George Clooney.

Hugo, Martin Scorsese’s revelatory 3D tale of an orphan living in the bowels of a 1920s Paris train station who strives to survive by his wits, keep his independence and solve the puzzle of an discarded automaton.

Best Movies of 2011.  Steven Spielburg’s War Horse has also been nominated for Best Picture.  Roman Polanski’s Carnage is a fine comedy.

Here are my comments on some other current films, the sex addiction drama Shame, the biopic  The Iron Lady and the very odd fable Albert Nobbs.  Plus, I liked the lightweight feminist action thriller Haywire.

I haven’t yet seen A Separation or Pina 3D, which open this week.  You can read descriptions and view trailers of upcoming films at Movies I’m Looking Forward To.

 

Albert Nobbs: the perfomances can’t overcome the story

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Glenn Close plays the title character, a woman living as a man in early 20th century Dublin; the woman makes a convincing male waiter at a small hotel.  She is repressed, obsessed with stashing a trove of tips to finance opening a shop and terrified that anyone will discover her secret.

Although Close is very good, the actress Janet McTeer gives the movie’s best performance; I will avoid a spoiler by describing her character.  Pauline Collins is excellent as the hotel’s avaricious owner.  Brendan Gleeson pops in for one of his delightful turns as the hotel’s doctor.

The fine young actress Mia Wasilkowska (The Kids Are All Right, Alice in Wonderland), however, just doesn’t seem to fit the period.  She is stuck with playing the one dimensional role of an oversexed hotel maid who could be wearing a placard that says, “Knock me up”.

The problem with Albert Nobbs is that, to buy the story, you have to accept that a 50-year-old hotel worker has no idea whatsoever about certain aspects of sexuality.  Now Albert Nobbs is asexual and traumatized from an early incident of sexual abuse, but that really doesn’t explain how she could have observed behavior of hotel guests for thirty years without even learning about some basic proclivities.

Another problem is that the visiting English elite is SO cruel to the Irish staff (not just with historically accurate cruelty, but over-the-top  cruelty), that these story elements become broad and campy, which doesn’t mesh with the rest of the movie.  Despite the best efforts of Close, McTeer, Collins and Gleeson, Albert Nobbs just doesn’t work.

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Few big surprises in the Oscar nods

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The Oscar nominations are out, and there are few of the head scratching inclusions and omissions that we frequently see.  Of the Best Picture nominations, The Artist, The Descendants, Hugo and Midnight in Paris all made my Best Movies of 2011.  Although they didn’t make my Best of the Year list, War Horse and Moneyball are very good movies that I recommend.  I haven’t yet seen The Help, which is, by all accounts, a fine film.  Although I hated The Tree of Life, it was the biggest art film of the year and much praised by mainstream critics.  The one jaw dropper is the critically scorned Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, which exploits 9/11 in the pursuit of a three hankie weeper.

My biggest disappointments were the snubbing of Michael Shannon’s performance in Take Shelter and the innovative screenplay by Diablo Cody and Jason Reitman for Young Adult.

The acting categories seem a little light to me this year with the exception of Best Actress, with two performances for the ages by Michele Williams in My Week with Marilyn and Meryl Streep in The Iron Lady.

Carnage: a comic actors’ showpiece

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The sons of two Brooklyn couples have tangled in a schoolboy row.  The couples meet to discuss the matter, but the personality clashes between and within the couples derails an encounter of forced politeness into comic chaos.

Carnage belongs to its actors, and the couples are played by John C. Reilly and Jodie Foster and Christoph Walz and Kate Winslet.  All are very good and very funny.  The Austrian actor Walz (Inglorious Basterds) is especially good; his eyes betray his indifference to parenting and social niceties, but finally gleam when he is spurred to conflict.

Carnage is directed by Roman Polanski, based on the popular comic play God of Carnage by the French playwright Yasmina Reza.   God of Carnage won the 2009 Tony for Best Play.

Polanski (Rosemary’s Baby, Chinatown, The Pianist) is one of the greatest living directors, and knows enough to eschew anything showy here.  He just lets the actors show their chops, which is a very good thing.  Carnage is not one of the year’s best movies, but is a smart and funny comedy.