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December 31, 2008

Which Men Should Get Oscar Nods ... and Which Men Shouldn't

And just to clarify up front: this is a discussion of who I think most deserves to be nominated for the Best Supporting Actor and Best Actor categories, not who I think the Academy, in all its collective wisdom, is likely to put there. There are others who are far better at playing the Oscar ponies than I am, and I'll let them have at that game; meanwhile, I offer you the following thoughts on which actors most deserve a shot at going home on Oscar night with a naked golden man in their arms.

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December 30, 2008

You! Yes, you! Can Be a Superhero!

Is it just me, or is this whole thing an indie-superhero film waiting to happen?

My favorite bit is the motto of the Justice Society of Justice: The JUSTICE SOCIETY OF JUSTICE ™...offering twice the JUSTICE as the leading competitors!

Awesome.

Maybe we need to add a branch of the Justice Society of Justice for film critics and journalists who take on superhero identities to fight the crime of bad movies. Who wants to design superhero costumes for Manohla Dargis, Jeff Wells and Elvis Mitchell? Caveat: Wells' costume must include a cowboy hat ...

Hat tip: Cinematical

December 29, 2008

Taking a Wrong Turn on Revolutionary Road

Revolutionary Road is not a story about suburban angst; it's a story about the illusions people create to sustain their belief in who they are and who they wish they were. Lee Siegel, writing for The Wall Street Journal, has a piece up titled "Why Does Hollywood Hate the Suburbs? America's Long Artistic Tradition of Claiming Spiritual Death By Station Wagon," which unfortunately completely misreads both the film Revolutionary Road and the book from which it was adapted.

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No Kidding.

News flash: Virginity pledges don't work. Sheesh, we didn't need a study to tell us that. Didn't these people see Teeth?

Roaring About Lyons

Over the weekend, the Los Angeles Times finally sat up and took notice of the blight to film criticism that is Ben Lyons in a scathing piece enumerating the many film critics and bloggers who have disparaged the 27-year-old, celeb-mugging quote whore since he took over At the Movies with his onscreen counterpart, Ben Mankiewicz. (I hear LAT's been sitting on this piece for a month ... guess they decided to wait and run it as a special Christmas present). Back in my college days, I used to debate, and we often had to advocate for the side of an argument we disagreed with, as an exercise in learning to debate an issue regardless of what our actual beliefs were. I thought about writing a post defending Lyons, just to practice my skills at taking up an argument in which I don't believe; unfortunately, Lyons doesn't give one a whole lot to work with.

I've followed pretty closely a lot of the talk around and about the internet about Lyons since he and Mankiewicz took over the once-mighty seats in the balcony previously occupied first by Roger Ebert and Gene Siskel, and then Ebert and Richard Roeper (who I also never cared for, but compared to Lyons, Roeper looks like Pauline Kael). Erik Childress over at efilmcritic.com has been running a popular recurrent feature called "Ben Lyons' Quote of the Week," in which he eviscerates Lyons' "criticism" by dissecting whatever banal things he's had to say in each show. Childress' piece has become a weekly must-read for his scathing critique of the TV film critic ... if you've not read it, check it out. It'll make you laugh out loud almost as much as if you were watching Lyons on TV yourself, only with the added benefit that you're not giving At the Movies your time and your television every week.

Lyons didn't choose to be interviewed for the LAT's piece, but his boss, Disney-ABC Television's Brian Frons, defends him in the piece thusly: "This is a guy who, if you sit and talk with him, he really does have an enormous love and knowledge base of movies," Frons said. "Did he spend 20 years as critic for a major newspaper? No. He's very much of the TV generation who don't spend time reading newspapers. I think we have a guy who is giving the information that audiences want to hear about film to make decisions about what to see."

Uh huh. Which sounds a lot like corporate-speak for either "Yeah, he sucks, but we signed a contract with him so we're going to make the best of it," or "Yeah, we really do think people who watch this show are that dumb." Take your pick. Of course, it's also possible that Frons really does think Lyons is the bee's knees, which would say something ... unflattering ... about his own taste in film criticism.

Which brings us to the greater question surrounding the existence of Ben Lyons as a critic: Does his existence in that position mean that film criticism as a whole is being "dumbed down," or that people in general have no taste and lower standards for movies in general and film criticism in particular than they had back in the good old days? There was a certain segment that, back in the day, bemoaned Siskel and Ebert bringing the world "two thumbs up," but the difference between Siskel and Ebert's two thumbs and what Lyons does is that Siskel and Ebert had intelligent things to say about the movies they were talking about, even when they had to talk in a truncated format for television.

Lyons, on the other hand, either babbles incoherently, talks in sentence fragments that make no sense, or says things that are so ridiculous they practically defy belief, as in one of my personal favorites -- also called out in the LAT piece -- when Lyon's called I Am Legend "one of the greatest films ever made," or more recently, when he said of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, "As much as I was watching their romance on screen I was thinking about my own life and where I’m at in my life’s journey on my timeline, a very sort of introspective experience.” His life's journey? What, since those tumultuous years of middle school?

I don't think film criticism overall has been dumbed-down; if anything, the internet has made the perspectives of more smart film journalists available to a wider audience than ever before, even if there is more chaff to sift through to get to the wheat. And I don't think people in general are any stupider now than they were 30 years ago; growing up in the age of the internet may have changed the way in which people get their information, but that doesn't mean they aren't still seeking it -- they're just getting it delivered in different formats, faster than they used to. But there's something about Lyons on that show that just chafes relentlessly.

In a time when so many smart critics are out of work, Ben Lyons is the best they could do for that show? Really? The thing is, you can't even properly lay the blame for Lyons' glaring ineptitude on his youth. He's 27, not 12 (though you'd be hard-pressed to know that based on what comes out of his mouth), and there are a lot of very smart film journalists and critics I know in that general age range who are endlessly smarter than Lyons when it comes to talking about movies. If Disney wanted someone smart and young, there are any number of smarter young film writers who would have fit the bill. Put Childress on the show opposite a smart, younger female writer, someone like, say, Karina Longworth from Spout, and you might actually have a show that would be worth watching.

Updated 1:38PM -- Anne Thompson has a piece up on Lyons, and at the end she also suggests Karina as a better person for the job than Lyons the Younger. Added bonus: Karina's whip-smart and knows a lot about film, but she's also cute and hip and wears those awesomely funky glasses. The young male demographic would tune in just to check her out, and might actually learn something while they're there ogling. Just saying.

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December 26, 2008

Defining a Dramatic Structure for Defiance

Adapting a scholarly tome into a dramatic narrative retelling for the big screen is no easy task; how does one take a detailed, rather dry account of historical facts and translate that into a movie with character arcs, dramatic flow and dialogue, keeping true to the soul of the source material while creating a film that will appeal on a more emotive level? Such was the task Edward Zwick and co-writer Clayton Frohman faced in adapting the book Defiance: The Bielski Partisans.

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December 24, 2008

Worst Doc of the Year?

Aaron Hillis has a nicely written piece up on the year's documentaries that I mostly agree with, except for the part where he labels American Teen as the "worst documentary of the year." Maybe Aaron hasn't seen as many documentaries as I have this year (though I suspect that's not the case), but I have to take umbrage with that assertion, having sat through many, many docs that were so much worse than American Teen as not to even warrant a remote comparison. It wasn't even the worst doc I saw at Sundance this year, much less all the other fests I went to in 2008.

What I've found particularly interesting about the criticial response to American Teen is how it's seemed to suffer from "Juno Syndrome," that peculiar fate that seems to befall films that are generally well-received until they get too popular, and then flip and become the target of disdain and ire from a certain segment of the critical population. Which is not to say that I think American Teen is the best doc of the year, but I did like it very much when I saw it at Sundance, and liked it just as much when I saw it again months later at the Dead Center film fest in Oklahoma City. At Sundance, there was a great deal of positive critical buzz swirling around the film, and most -- certainly not all, but most -- of the pretty smart group of folks I hang with at that fest seemed to enjoy it overall. Dear Zachary was just stirring up buzz at Slamdance, but at Sundance, Trouble the Water, American Teen and the Roman Polanski doc seemed to be getting the bulk of the positive response on the doc side of things.

Then American Teen was bought by Paramount Vantage during the fest for $1 million and, of course, once a film gets bought at Sundance for a nice sum, you're bound to see some critics lining up to lob snowballs at it (much the same thing happened to Little Miss Sunshine, which was also a Sundance acquisition ... as soon as the blood was mopped off the floor from that bidding war, certain critical elements were writing about how it was that year's Happy, Texas, how it would never make back Fox Searchlight's investment, blah blah blah).

What seemed to make the turn for American Teen into "it's hip to bash this film" territory was Paramount Vantage's marketing campaign that touted the film as the modern doc version of The Breakfast Club -- which may or may not have been what director Nanette Burstein was aiming for, but once it took hold, it was hard to shake off that allusion. After that, there seemed to be a shift in the film's approval rating among critical circles. If your film is perceived as the underdog and resonates with the contrarians (even if it's not particularly well-made) you're written about as being under-appreciated and people will praise it to the moon; everyone likes to tout something no one else has heard of or seen or liked. Which is not to say that's necessarily Hillis' motivation in slamming American Teen -- he's certainly entitled to think it's the worst doc of the year, and equally possible that he'd think the worst film I saw all year (that would be Serbis, which I may never fully recover from) was a masterful work of art. We all have different cinematic tastes, which is part of what keeps criticism interesting; it wouldn't be much fun to read what folks have to say if we all liked the same things, would it?

Nonetheless, when it comes to American Teen, I think much of the overall critical ire is coming from a place of taking the film down a peg or two, rather than on its actual merits. We can debate the issue of whether Burstein crossed a line of contrivance here or there, and whether American Teen merges too much narrative structure into its genre, and we can debate whether Burstein manipulated her subjects too much, or wasn't objective enough, or even question the particular subjects she chose -- but we could also debate those exact same topics for any number of docs I saw this year, many of which were not as artfully shot and edited as American Teen.

Burstein took some typical teen stereotypes (and boy, did the marketing play off them), focusing her storytelling lens on Colin, the jock, Megan, the rich, popular beauty queen, Hannah the rebel, Mitch, the other jock, and Jake, the dork. But in other respects, American Teen is as far from a John Hughes movie as one could get. Megan is the bad girl you love to hate, but Burstein reveals surprising vulnerabilities in her that make you almost like her by the end. Hannah the Rebel hooks up for a while with Mitch the Cute Jock, but she doesn't go dancing off into the twinkling lights of happily-ever-after with him -- he dumps her via text message (her second break-up in the film) and she finds her inner strong woman, standing up to her bipolar mother and leaving her small town to pursue film school. Colin, the affable, popular basketball team captain, is shown to be facing enormous pressure to win in order to win a basketball scholarship, or he'll be heading into the military instead of off to college. And Jake, poor Jake, the quintessential outsider, is more raw and honest in his loneliness than any Anthony Michael Hall nerd could have been in Hughes' wildest wet dreams.

I can agree with some of the dissension around certain aspects of the film, in that it does frequently feel as if Burstein sets up situations rather than waiting for them to naturally unfold, but how much of that was the result of building up a sense of trust with the kids and them being open to revealing themselves in often unflattering ways, and how much was actual contrivance, is hard to say. The one bit in the film that made me cringe a bit was the bit where one of the girls sends a bare-breasted pic of herself to a guy, who sends it to a friend, and so on and so on and so on until everyone's talking about her "pepperonis" and mean-girl Megan is leaving nasty voice mails about what a slut she is ... as I was watching that whole segment, I couldn't help but think, jeez, maybe someone should step in here and say, "You know, that's not okay" before the poor girl commits suicide on camera. All of which kind of delves into the whole "prime directive" debate around documentary filmmaking: how objective does a filmmaker need to be towards what she's capturing on film, how much contrivance crosses the line between making a doc versus crafting a narrative-doc hybrid ... topics that have been paneled and blogged about nearly to death, but which I expect we'll continue to see more of in the future.

Overall though, American Teen, for me, had most of the elements that make for good documentary storytelling: the director chose interesting subjects who were not nearly as cliched as the marketing made them out to be, each of them had character and story arcs that made them compelling, it was well-edited and flowed well narratively, and by the end, we've learned something about each of the kids, as they've learned about themselves. Further, the characters' stories are revealed through us watching things happen, rather than a bunch of boring talking-head interviews, and for all that the film has been compared to The Hills and other reality-tv shows, it really bears very little resemblance to any of them, if you look beyond the surface packaging in which the the marketing team wrapped it.

Other than Hillis labeling American Teen the worst doc of the year, though, I mostly agree with the points he's made in his piece, in particular his praising of Man on Wire, which to me represented all the best that documentary filmmaking can and should be -- beautifully edited, taut with dramatic tension even though we know the outcome, interviews with the major players that never feel like talking-heads, and some of the best use of archival footage and stills I've ever seen in a doc. It's artsy without being snooty, and dramatic without feeling contrived; if only every doc on the upcoming Sundance lineup would hit so many solid marks, I would be one happy critic in Park City in January. I know, unlikely ... but it's Christmas Eve, and I can wish, can't I?

December 23, 2008

Sex with Teens: Gender Stereotypes in Movies

In yesterday's column, I wrote about the underlying, unspoken sexual abuse in the film The Reader, saying, in part:

In fact, in one of the few interviews I found that even goes into the issue of sex and The Reader, over at New York Magazine's Vulture blog , Daldry himself, when asked if he thought the film is "a bit of sexual abuse tale," responded, in part, "But I don't honestly think, even in Mr. Schlink's book, nor in the film, it is a tale of child abuse, although [within] the issues about all the relationships with younger people, there are inevitably elements of control involved in them." Really? Try telling that to any of a number of older women who have been caught (and prosecuted) for having sexual interactions with teenage lovers. Or to a teenage girl who's found herself pregnant after having a sexual relationship with an older married man.


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My friend and fellow Alliance of Women Film Journalists member Thelma Adams emailed me this morning, guiding me to a piece she wrote on The Reader for Huffington Post a few weeks ago, which you should also check out.

What I found particularly interesting in reading Thelma's piece is her angle about the "Mrs. Robinson" syndrome, wherein we think it's fine for teenage boys to be shown the way of love by older women, but not for the gender roles to be reversed, being a Western culture phenomenon.

Perhaps that's why I wasn't able to find many references to the issue being addressed in interviews -- the filmmakers (or perhaps the studio) either doesn't see it as an issue, or knows it is and doesn't want it detracting from the film overall. Or perhaps it's just that the idea of a teenage boy having a sexual relationship with an older woman isn't an issue in European culture generally. Not really sure about that aspect, but it's interesting to ponder whether the overall response to that issue in The Reader -- both in Europe and here in the States -- would have been the same had the gender roles been reversed.

December 19, 2008

Adapting Gatsby

I was just emailing back and forth with a friend at a studio the other day about how I'd love to see a really killer new adaptation of The Great Gatsby, and then today Variety reports that Baz Lurhmann has bought the rights to Gatsby and wants to direct. Much as I've enjoyed much of Luhrmann's work, and like his visual style, he's not really who I'd think of to direct an adaptation of the classic F. Scott Fitzgerald novel.

Honestly, you know who I'd love to see tackle Gatsby? Darren Aronofsky. For all that it was flawed, The Fountain was gorgeous to look at, and with The Wrestler he's shown he can handle an intimate character story with subtlety and depth. Or I'd like to see Ramin Bahrani, whose indie films Man Push Cart, Chop Shop and Goodbye Solo have all been utterly superb. He's one of our best upcoming young directors, his next film is a period drama set in the Gold Rush, and I'm curious to see how he handles that material. Bahrani gets character stories, he has a unique eye for finding what's most compelling about the characters he explores, and he and his cinematographer, Michael Simmonds, do some beautiful visual work together.

While we're talking about adaptations, I'd also love to see someone take on a remake of The Tin Drum by Gunter Grass, which was made back in 1979 as Die Blechtrommel and won the Best Foreign Oscar. I'm immersed in reading the book now, and it's so crazy, savage, but still beautiful. Not sure who I'd want to direct it for a remake, though ... Tom Tykwer, maybe. Loved what he did with Perfume.

Doubtful Design

Cinematical has an exclusive on the new final FINAL poster for Doubt, starring Meryl Streep, Philip Seymour Hoffman and Amy Adams up today ... go look at it, I'll wait ...

Now, can I just vent for a second about how much I loathe this poster? I love Miramax, but this poster, to me, has completely the wrong tone for this film. Maybe it's the starkness of the contrast created by the white background behind the cast, but it looks more like a poster advertising a satiric Catholic comedy than a film about a priest and a nun in a battle of wills over her accusations of improper behavior with a child. I get that they wanted to tout their highly regarded, Golden Globe nommed-film and emphasize the cast, but wow. Just not a great design, in my book.

December 18, 2008

Consider the Source: The Adaptation of Revolutionary Road

Much as it directly translates the book to the screen (including whole sections of dialogue lifted directly from the source material), there's a good deal of subtext about the Wheeler's marriage and, in particular, both Frank and April Wheeler's motivations, that was lost in the translation from page to screen -- in part due to the excising of much of the first third of the book from the screenplay.

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December 17, 2008

Review: Che

At its heart, Steven Soderbergh's epic biopic Che is less an historically accurate account of the life of the Man Who Would be a Revolutionary, and more a case study in the hubris that led Che Guevara (Benecio del Toro, in a great performance) to cling to the mantle of revolutionary hero long after he had ceased to be one. In the first half of the film, formerly titled "The Argentine," Soderbergh follows Che to the jungle where he, alongside then-rebel and eventual Cuban leader Fidel Castro, is leading a pack of bedraggled rebels fighting to overthrow the Cuban government. There are bloody battle sequences, moments of bleak despair and loss of hope, betrayal and love, all thrown together into a glorious cacophony of the gritty, dark reality of revolutionary war; it's not pretty -- war never is -- but Soderbergh gives us a sense of the passion and purpose that drove Castro, Che and their pack of tattered revolutionaries to victory in spite of seemingly insurmountable odds.

The second, darker half of the film, formerly called "Guerrilla," picks up some six years after the victorious final battle, shortly after Che, grown weary of his post-revolutionary duties and butting heads with Castro and the Soviet Union over his Maoist politics and the Bay of Pigs fiasco, delivered what would be his last public speech -- wherein he publicly criticized the Soviet Union, Cuba's key source of financial support --in Algiers. Guevara returned to Cuba briefly after Algiers, then disappeared two weeks later; by October of that year, Castro released an undated resignation letter (intended by Guevara to be released only after his death), in which Guevara pledged his continued support of the Cuban Revolution, but announced his intention to continue to fight for revolution elsewhere. Guevara was seen and heard from again only in vague rumors of his whereabouts until 1967, when he was caught and executed in Bolivia (ostensibly with the assistance of the CIA), where he had been working to help stage a Cuba-style revolution in yet another country that was not his own.

For whatever reasons, Soderbergh has chosen not to show most of what happened between the final victory over Batista and Che disappearing into the Congo, and then Bolivia, and by choosing to largely skip over those intervening years when Guevara oversaw the executions of hundreds of Batista supporters and others Castro considered a threat to his fledgling government, he opened himself up to criticism from some quarters for not showing the full picture of who Guevara was. Artistically, then, the first half of the unified film now called Che is -- regardless of your politics -- an often thrilling, well-dramatized account of a revolution from the inside out; the second half is slower in pace and very much bleaker, while missing a good deal of context in the narrative arc of Che Guevara's later life. Personally, I would have preferred to see Soderbergh use the first half or so of Guerrilla to show us Che in those years he skips over: the conflicts with Castro and Castro's growing sense of unease over both Che's outspoken clash with the Soviets and Che's popularity with the people, which threatened to usurp his own; Che's speech at Algiers and uncomfortable homecoming; the Bay of Pigs crisis, after which Guevara sent John F. Kennedy a note thanking him for making the revolution stronger than ever.

Instead, we see only the most fractional glimpse of Che during this pivotal time in his life; if you've never studied the history of Guevara's life, you might have the impression that not a lot happened during those crucial years, that Che was just sitting around the house with the wife and kids, getting bored by household tasks like mowing the lawn and grouting the bathroom tiles, and that he ultimately left again because he was bored with post-revolutionary life. From an artistic standpoint, I can understand Soderbergh wanting to show his audience the duel images of Che the Revolutionary: the first half shows us the young, passionate, charismatic leader who earned Castro's trust and helped lead a successful revolution, while the second shows us the older, disillusioned Che, still fighting wars that aren't his, still trying to change the world, but running against obstacle after obstacle until ultimately, he's captured and executed without a trial. But without showing us any of those intervening years between the two sides of Che that he shows us, Soderbergh misses the opportunity to draw a fuller arc of who Guevara was, and skips over some of the more dramatic interpersonal conflicts that led him to leave Cuba and go to Bolivia in the first place.

Regardless of his motivations, the end result is that Che as a movie feels rather than a unified whole, more like two halves of a story, with a narrow bridge connecting the two; the resulting narrative arc takes us from the thrilling excitement of revolutionary battles in the jungle, to victory over Batista, then goes pretty much straight into Guevara's futile attempts to revolutionize Bolivia. Setting the arc in this way presents Che as battling more with his own hubris and need to be in the thick of battles, rather than Che and Castro engaged in a battle of egos, political philosophies and and practicalities, with Che's ongoing denigration of the Soviets and support of Maoism being at least as important in driving him out of Cuba in his quest to revolutionize the world and unite Latin America as one Communist country without borders.

Soderbergh shot both films in high-resolution digital, but they look as visually stunning as if they were shot on film. The battle scenes give us a verite sense of being in the thick of bullets flying, and we can feel the passion with which Guevara and Castro rallied their revolutionaries to battle. The final sequence leading up to the victory of Castro's 26th of July Movement over the Batista regime in Santa Clara is dramatically tense and tautly shot, as the rebels turn what looks like a no-win situation into victory. The battle scenes in the second half are equally well-shot, but the tone feels considerably bleaker as Soderbergh follows the downward spiral of Guevara's final months.

In spite of the omission of those crucial middle years in Guevara's life, Soderbergh excels at giving the audience a sense, also, of the passion that drove Che Guevara -- an Argentine physician and son of privilege -- to fight for the working poor and peasentry in a country that wasn't his own. I knew well before I saw Che at Cannes back in May that this film would divide critics not only on its artistic merits, but on its perceived philosophical and political sympathies, and that's very often proved to be the case in discussions I've had about the film with my critical colleagues. And while I can't say with certainty where Soderbergh's sympathies lie, I can say with certainty that, while he's obviously made a choice to scalpel out a key part (some might say, the most malignant part) of the story of who Che Guevara was, he's nonetheless made exactly the film he wanted to make: a big, sweeping, dramatic retelling of the overall story of who Che was at these particular points in his life and what drove him, not a dry history lesson on the Cuban Revolution. Whether you think Che was a brilliant revolutionary or a brutal, egomaniacal monster, you can't help but admire the scope and accomplishment of Che, the movie, as an amazing piece of filmmaking.

2008 Top Ten List

Here, finally, is my Top Ten List for 2008 ...

THE TOP TEN

1. Frozen River
2. A Christmas Tale
3. Happy-Go-Lucky
4. Slumdog Millionaire
5. Rachel Getting Married
6. Milk
7. The Visitor
8. In Bruges
9. Chop Shop
10. Adam Resurrected


I didn't feel strongly enough about any of the docs this year to include them in my Top Ten overall, but here are my ten favorite docs of the year:

TOP DOCS

1. Man on Wire
2. Nerakhoon: The Betrayal
3. Trouble the Water
4. Up the Yanghtze
5. Dear Zachary
6. Pray the Devil Back to Hell
7. Encounters at the End of the World
8. American Teen
9. The Order of Myths
10. Young@Heart

There were also quite a few fest films I saw this year and liked very much, though they didn't make the top ten above. Some have distribution, some don't ... all are worth watching, if you can find them.

GREAT FEST FILMS

Ballast
Everlasting Moments
Goodbye Solo
I've Loved You So Long
Mister Lonely
Momma's Man
Wendy and Lucy
Son of Rambow
Tokyo Sonata
Two Lovers
Towelhead

Keanu Reeves Takes on Cowboy Bebop? Say it Ain't So ...

Good lord. Word over on the MTV Movies Blog is that Keanu Reeves is trying to do a big-screen adaptation of one of my favorite anime series, Cowboy Bebop. Can someone please invoke whatever movie gods may be listening to protect the marvelous role of Spike Spiegel from being butchered by Reeve's one-note, one-facial expression acting style? Yes, I get that Reeves has the look for the part, and I actually quite liked him in the Matrix series, but please, could we have an actor who can bring some nuance to this role and not cast it just on physical appearance?

I realize this is all wishful thinking on my part. Larry Carroll, in his post about Reeves' interest in the part, notes, "The flick is currently being put together by Erwin Stoff, a producer who has spent the last two decades working almost exclusively on Reeves projects, and recently set the film up at 20th Century Fox. “We’ve got the rights, we’ve got a writer,” Keanu explained. “He’s putting together a scene outline.”

Reeves further notes that to make Cowboy Bebop look great "you just need a good production designer." Well, that, and a lead actor who can actually act. I'm having Johnny Mnemonic flashbacks here, people, and it's terrifying. Somebody help the folks at Fox out with some better casting ideas.

December 16, 2008

New Moon's New Director: Does it Matter that He's Not a Woman?

When all was said and done, though: even though the film has made a ton of money, as expected, and the fans came out in droves to support the film, there's still a fairly sizable contingent of hardcore Twilight fans who weren't happy with the film overall. It was far from a perfect film, in many respects, and Twilight fans are smart enough to know that. Weitz had better prepare himself now for the reality that every decision he makes in directing New Moon is going to be followed with the same microscopic obsession by the fanbase; Twilight fans care every bit as much about how their beloved characters come to life on the screen as the most rabid superhero fanboys are about their favorite franchises.

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December 13, 2008

New Moon, New Director

Word is officially out now that New Moon, the sequel to Twilight, will be directed by Chris Weitz. Interesting choice, and not necessarily a bad one. Weitz previously The Golden Compass, which had heaps of special effects and a gorgeous visual look, in spite of its flaws. If he gets the story and characters such that he can bring New Moon to life effectively, we could end up with a sequel that's much better than the first film overall.

New Moon is a much darker tale than Twilight, with a heavy emphasis on the relationship between Bella and Jacob, the Native American teen who morphs into a wolf. There will, no doubt, be some temporary bitching and moaning over Summit opting to go with a male director over a female, but so long as Weitz does the job effectively, in the long run that's what will matter, both to the fans of the series and the studio footing the bill. I expect Summit will try to avoid or at least downplay there being any issue of going with a male director on a femme-focused property, and keep the emphasis on the desire to make the best film possible within the time constraints and budget they're working within. Any thoughts on whether or not Weisz is a good choice to take over the helm on the Twilight series, feel free to weigh in.

Review: The Reader


The way in which David Hare's screenplay of The Reader is structured, jumping back and forth between the older Michael in the 1990s (played by Ralph Fiennes), the teenage Michael in the midst of his relationship with Hanna, and the slightly older law-student Michael at the trial, tends to make the story somewhat hard to follow. Underlying all the business of the long-term impact of inappropriate sexual affairs, though, The Reader is really a story about German guilt and shame over the horror that was the Holocaust, refracted through the lens of a story about of a young man who fell in love with a woman he later finds out was something of a monster. This theme is further evoked symbolically through Hanna's other secret -- illiteracy -- the shame of which drives her to conceal her inability to read, even though that fact would have cleared her of the more serious of the charges against her as a guard who sent countless Jewish women and children to their deaths.

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December 08, 2008

Nudity in Film: Why Bare Chests Do Not Equal Bare Breasts

A while back, I wrote a column here on whether female nudity in film is art or exploitation. One of the things I posited in that column was that the existence of female nudity as such in a film isn't what determines whether it's art or exploitation -- it's the context in which the nudity is presented, as well as how it's viewed by those watching it. Moreover, there are many times when a female body is shown in an exploitative way, even while fully clothed, that renders a scene exploitative whether her "naughty bits" are shown or not. I had a couple of comments and several emails from readers asking me whether I also view male nudity in film as exploitative, and so promised to address male nudity in a future column. So, do bare male chests in film equal bare female breasts? No, they don't -- and here's why.

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Twilight Shifts Direction

Word has finally broken on Catherine Hardwicke being canned by Summit from the next two Twilight movies. Apparently, this has been one of the best-kept secrets in Hollywood over the past couple weeks; one has to wonder whether Hardwicke herself knew this was coming, or if she was too heads-down on the press tour for Twilight to see the oncoming train. While Summit's official statement is that Hardwicke and Summit are parting ways on the sequels over issues pertaining to Summit's plan to shoot the sequels back-to-back and have New Moon ready for late 2009, buzz is also swirling around rumors of Hardwicke being difficult to work with, etc. Which, of course, could be equally said to apply to any number of male directors, but so it goes.

If it's true that Hardwicke was canned solely for being "difficult," that's one thing; if the split was more to do with schedule, or even artistic vision for how the series should move forward, that's another. You can certainly make the argument that Twilight's financial success has more to do with the fanbase than the filmmaking, or that the things that did work about the film (its visual look, for instance) are more to do with the vision of the DP than the director. The next film, New Moon, will by its nature have to be very action-heavy, with a lot of special effects in morphing humans to wolves, and those areas were clearly not Hardwicke's strong suit when it came to Twilight.

And Summit has to know that they need to up the ante, quality-wise, for the sequels. So I'd not be entirely opposed to another director stepping in to direct the next two, but wondering if they'll go with another female director to appease the fanbase. Twilight is a very femme-centric book series, and it would take a very particular sort of male director to hold onto that center while upping the action and effects. As far as female directors go, only Kathryn Bigelow or perhaps Lexi Alexander come to mind as female directors who have a strong sensibility for action. Any other ideas for good directors to take the series over come to mind?

Squabbling Over Docs

Over on SpoutBlog, Karina Longworth takes me to task over my recent column on documentaries, writing, in part:

This is the aspect of Voynar’s piece that I take issue with:

She goes on to make a four-point checklist of what she considers to be requirements “for a great theatrical documentary,” and then concludes that only four films on the 2008 Oscar shotlist fit those requirements: The Betrayal, Trouble The Water, Man on Wire, and Encounters at the End of the World. She concludes by offering the four films the following compliment: “All of these films are not only good documentaries, but great filmmaking.” Which implies that a film could be a “good documentary” while not exhibiting “great filmmaking,” which raises a question or three.

Shouldn’t the quality of the filmmaking be of primary concern, regardless of whether or not the film itself qualifies as a documentary? What good could come from a critic systematically holding one genre of film to a different standard than all others? If we’re going to make guidelines for the evaluation of documentaries, should we also do it for animation, or for foreign films, or for all those Zooey Deschanel films that premiere at Sundance and then disappear off the face of the planet? Where does it all end?

I responded over on the comments on Karina's piece (there are some other good comments there, so check them out if you're so inclined), but putting it over here as well:

Just to clarify, Karina, I never said that quality of filmmaking shouldn’t be of primary concern in other genres, nor did I anywhere say or imply, as the title of this piece suggests, that docs should be held to a “different” standard than features (by which I assume you actually mean narratives, as opposed to docs, since “features” relates more to the length of the film than its genre).

This was a column specifically about the Oscar-shortlisted docs, though, and many of the points I raised have been raised by other folks, from documentary filmmakers like Jason Kohn (Manda Bala) to A.J. Schnack. Further, while I highlighted only four of the films on the Oscar shortlist, I clarified that I’ve not yet had a chance to see every doc on the list, and therefore couldn’t evaluate them yet one way or the other.

The points that both Chris and Bilge made in their comments are fairly spot-on. There are a lot of “issue” docs that get lauded more for the sympathetic nature of their subjects than for any excellence in the actual filmmaking. Well-made, theatrical documentaries combine both interesting subject matter with some degree of artistry in their filmmaking. There has to be some sort of distinction between “some random person with a camera” — which is what Trouble the Water would have been without the direction Tia Lessin and Carl Deal stepping in to turn the raw footage into an actual film with a narrative flow — and actual filmmaking.

And lastly, the four “rules” in my column were not intended to be (nor do I think I implied they are) anything other than the personal rules by which I evaluate documentaries. I’m certainly not advocating for some hypothetical standard based on my particular views on what differentiates a doc with interesting subject matter from a truly great documentary film. All of us who write about film for a living have our own standards by which we judge what we think about films, whether we write those perspectives down as a “list” or not — including you. If we didn’t all judge films — of any genre — by some sort of personal standards, whatever would be the point of writing our opinions on films to begin with?

Further elaborating:

What I found particularly interesting about Karina's write-up is that I don't think, in essence, she and I really disagree all that much. Earlier in her piece she says, "As you might have guessed, I disagree that this has been a weak year for documentaries. As I wrote last week, many of the most successful nonfiction films of the year have been challenging in form and idiosyncratic in content, and though I’m not cukoo-bananas for all of them, I think the fact that art seems to be trumping artless activism is encouraging."

Well, that's pretty much exactly my point. Artless activism does not equal a great theatrical doc -- a point she clearly does not disagree with. What she seems to take issue with, primarily, is my calling my personal list "rules." And hey, I can kind of understand that, as I tend to rebel sometimes against anyone labeling something "rules," but as I said, these are really nothing more than the personal guidelines by which I evaluate a documentary film. Are there guidelines by which I also evaluate other genres? Of course. And Karina, like any other person who writes about film for a living, has her own set of guidelines as well, whether she calls them that or not.

What we respond to in viewing a film -- of any genre -- very often has as much to do with what we bring into it as what we're seeing onscreen. The philosophic lens through which we tend to view the world, our own life experiences, and our own taste in filmmaking styles impacts our take on a given film and what we write about it as much as all the parts that went into what we're viewing on the screen. Karina, like anyone who writes about film, has particular tastes, likes and dislikes, prejudices and perspectives, that affect what she thinks about what she's seeing. She may not label them as "rules" per se, but you can read them between the lines of everything she writes about film -- as you can with any good writer. If she didn't have some internal barometer by which she evaluates films, she'd be writing uninformed, useless tripe that didn't mean jack to anyone who reads her, and that's clearly not the case. And the "rules" in any case are not some sort of hard-core checklist I sit down with when watching a documentary; it's an organic process, and that bit of the column was just my attempt to put them down in a more pragmatic way, not me saying "this is how everyone should judge films."

I have nothing but respect for Karina personally and in her writing, and honestly, I think we're disagreeing more on semantics that actual ideas here; nonetheless, it would be interesting to see her enurmerate, sometime, her own personal guidelines by which she evaluates a film.

December 03, 2008

Sundance Goody-Bag

Color me (starting to get) hopeful and excited about Sundance. Oh, I know, I shouldn't build my hopes up too much. God knows, everyone who's been to Sundance -- been to any fest, really -- has seen at least as much unadulterated crap as they have really wonderful films. But, they do take some interesting chances at Sundance, and I've uncovered a gem or two there, even in the more experimental categories. Sundance announced its competition schedule today, and here are three films from each of the announced categories that I'm already excited about checking out (the non-comp categories will be announced tomorrow):

Documentary Competition

Art & Copy
Director: Doug Pray, Screenwriter: Timothy J. Sexton

Latest doc from the director of Surfwise, this one delves into the world of advertising. Could it be this year's Helvetica or Spellbound?

The September Issue

Director: R.J. Cutler

Nine months of the Vogue staff prepping for their famed "September issue," aka the Bible of the fashion world. This will either be incredibly banal or the documentary equivalent of The Devil Wears Prada. I'm hoping it's the latter -- entertaining, character-driven, smart and providing some insight into the world of fashion, especially if they keep it interesting for those who aren't particularly obsessed about fashion as a rule.

When You're Strange

Director: Tom DiCillo

The first feature documentary about The Doors. 'Nuff said.

U.S. Dramatic Competition

Cold Souls
Director: Sophie Barthes

Here's the description from the press release: In the midst of an existential crisis, a famous American actor explores soul extraction as a relief from the burdens of daily life. Hmmm. Well, soul extraction, in general the idea of ridding oneself of the burdens and despairs of life, can an interesting one when done well (as explored in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind). Barthes is Sundance vet, having been there in 2007 with her short film Happiness. Cast includes Paul Giamatti, David Strathairn and Emily Watson, so it has potential.

Paper Heart
Director: Nicholas Jasenovec, Screenrwriters: Nicholas Jasenovec and Charlyne Yi

Movie about a search for the true nature of love -- could be sappy as hell, could be darkly comedic, who knows? But it stars Michael Cera, who I've liked in pretty much everything he's been in, so I'll give it a shot.

Push
Director and Screenwriter: Lee Daniels

An adaptation of the novel of the same name by Sapphire, Push is likely to one of those that takes you way, way down into the gutter, all the better for you to feel the uplift of redemption, of sorts, by the end. The story is about Precious Jones, an overweight, illiterate, abused Harlem teenager, pregnant for the second time with her father's child, who, through a social program, comes in contact with Blue Rain, who teaches Precious to both find her inner voice and improve her writing skills. Could be melodramatic, could be subtle and moving, depending on the performances and how the director plays the heartstrings. It look interesting enough to take a chance on, though.

World Cinema Documentary

211:Anna (Italy)
Directors:Paolo Serbandini & Giovanna Massimetti

This is one of my absolute must-sees: The story of assassinated Russian journalist Anna Politkovskaya, who relentlessly fought to tell the world the other side of the Chechen conflict with Russia and President Vladimir Putin. I've been interested in Politkovskaya since I saw Coco: The Dove from Chechnya several years ago at an Amnesty International film fest, before she was murdered. A compelling story about a brave and heroic woman; hoping it's well-told here.

The Old Partner (South Korea)
Director: Chung-ryoul Lee

The description of this film just jumped off the page at me for some reason: A humble octogenarian farmer lives out his final days with his spitfire wife and his loyal old ox in the Korean countryside. I don't know ... there's just something that makes me think this might be one of the little gems of the fest, one of those quiet little films that's not hugely splashy, but tells a great tale and has a heart. We'll see.

Prom Night in Mississippi
Director: Paul Saltzman

This one's another must-see. Director Paul Saltzman documents the first-ever segregated prom at Charleston High School in Mississippi -- held this year. Hard at it is to believe that it took this school (and the community in general) until 2008 to get around to letting the black kids and white kids hang out together on prom night (and even more so that there were white parents who refused to let their kids go, or planned private parties instead -- way to instill your ignorant bigotry for another generation there, folks), it's a true story, and I can't wait to see it. I'm hoping that it's well-shot, and that Saltzman follows a few key subjects around to thread their personal stories through the bigger picture; this one could be quite good. Fingers crossed.

World Cinema Dramatic Competition

An Education (U.K.)
Director: Lone Scherfig, Screenwriter: Nick Hornby

With a script by Nick Hornby (the novelist who wrote About a Boy and High Fidelity), direction by Scherfig (Just Like Home), and a cast including Emma Thompson, Peter Sarsgaard and Sally Hawkins (yes, of Happy-Go-Lucky), this coming-of-age tale about a smart 16-year-old who becomes enraptured by an older, sophisticated man definitely looks worth checking out.

Louise-Michel
Directors: Benoit Delepine and Gustave Kervern

The description: When a French factory is abruptly closed by its corrupt management, a group of disgruntled female workers pool their paltry compensation money and hire a hit man to knock off the corrupt executive behind the closure. This sounds potentially funny as hell. Of course, it could just as easily be dark and edgy, or dismal and depressing, but let's hope for the darkly comedic on this one.

Maid (La Nana) (Chile)
Director: Director and Screenwriter: Sebastian Silva

Tale of what happens in when a "bitter and introverted" maid is forced to deal with the unwanted intrusion of a second housekeeper. Another one that just jumped out at me as looking particularly interesting.

Oscar Outsider: Docs: Poetry vs. Prose

I am a serious doc geek -- the kind who would bore you stupid on a date dissecting some fascinating doc about Bulgarian toe fetishists. And sadly, I've just not been blown out of the water much by the docs this year.

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Smarter, not Stronger

More from the never-ending discussion of why women don't make more big-budget/big box office films: David posted on The Hot Blog about being surprised that Punisher: War Zone is directed by a "chick" and posits that more women should break into Hollywood by making guy-centric action flicks.

I don't particularly agree with him on this, but it's not the first time someone has suggested that women would do better in Hollywood by, well, being more like men, and it won't be the last. Hey ladies, want to make it big in Hollywood? Blow more shit up in your films! Someone should have gotten the memo to Kelly Reichardt that she should have given Michelle Williams in Wendy and Lucy a big-ass gun to go around that small Oregon town shooting everyone who didn't help her, starting with that kid who turned her in for shoplifting. And perhaps tossed in a couple scenes of Williams getting caught in a rainstorm bra-less in a white t-shirt, or leaning alluringly over her broken-down car, because what we need more of is smart women being objectified in movies. Yeah, that would have made Wendy and Lucy a hell of a film.

Meanwhile, over on Women & Hollywood, Melissa Silverstein posted a while back about attending a meeting of women playwrights with "high level creative personnel in the NY theater business" to talk about parity. Silverstein linked in her writeup to the full text of the introduction read at the meeting by Julia Jordan, which I found interesting and relevant in several key points that also relate to women and film.

First, Jordan points out that women devalue women's work as much as men do, which I think is largely true overall, as least as it relates to film, but that statement begs the question: why -- and is it because the work is made by women, or because the work created by women is objectively not as good overall at reaching a broader audience? Jordan gets down to the meat of the whys and wherefores of her arguments about inequity later in her introduction, raising some pertinent issues:

1) that "There is talk of history and a male cannon that crowds the stages and creates a greater appearance of inequality than is actually the case;"

2) "women’s supposed lack of aggressiveness or productivity;" and

3) "the idea that women are receptive to male stories( as they have been taught all their lives to appreciate them,) but that men are resistant to the stories of women."

All of these points could be said to apply just as well to a discussion of women and film (and have, in fact, been issues raised in numerous festival panels on this topic). They're valid enough as talking points, but again, they don't delve deeply enough into the underlying truths beneath these perceptions.

Do women devalue the work of other women? Well, yes, when it doesn't resonate for them, or they think it's pointless, or silly, or for whatever other reason isn't of merit. Women also devalue the work of men when they think it's crap, but that doesn't mean that a woman who doesn't like a particular film directed by a man has it out for men in general, and neither does it stand to reason that if a woman (or even a whole pack of them) don't like a femme-directed work, that it's necessarily about the gender of the writer or director -although one could further devolve the argument into a greater discussion of why women directors don't make more films that do appeal broadly to women, or perhaps figure out a way to somehow study whether they would respond differently to the same works in a gender-and-identity-blind study.

The problem with diving deeper into that argument, though, is if you look at the box office numbers -- which films women dig into their pocketbooks and actually go to -- what do you see? The three biggest box office numbers for femme-centric films this year are Sex and the City, Mamma Mia! and Twilight -- all films that previously had solid femme followings for the material from which they were adapted. And you could argue that all three of those films are largely tripe -- and you wouldn't be entirely incorrect in being dismissive of their content -- but if the three big box office draws for female audiences were largely, well, not what the intelligentsia would consider great films -- what does that say, realistically, about the female audience and the types of films they will get out and see? And are we not, as a gender group, largely getting exactly what we pay for?

I wrote recently about the lack of femme-directed films in the running for Best Picture in the Oscar race -- a field that's crowded, this year, with male-directed films. Courtney Hunt's Frozen River, by far one of the finest films I've seen all year, has been critically lauded and played well on the fest circuit. It released back in August, and as of now has a total domestic take of just over $2.2 million. Which isn't a bad take for a little indie film, but compare that to the takes of Sex and the City, Mamma Mia! and Twilight -- $152.6 million, $143.8 million and $119.7 million, respectively. Wendy and Lucy, another outstanding femme-directed film of note this year, will be a huge success if it brings in even close to what Frozen River has when it opens later this month. If you were a studio exec -- male or female -- and your job depended upon having to choose which films to greenlight that are likely to be financially successful, you might think that any female-targeted films you're pondering would be a better bet if they lean more toward the banal and less toward the riveting and smart. That's the reality.

Jordan's probably right when she argues that women are more likely to appreciate male-centric stories than the other way around, but are women really trained to be more appreciative (or at least more tolerant) of "dick flicks" than guys are to sit through a "chick flick," or is there a grain of truth to the assertion that films made by and for women tend to me more talky, more about relationships, and play more to feminine emotional sensibilities generally, and therefore don't appeal to the way in which a lot of guys tend to communicate? How many times in our relationships with men have we as women watched our guys eyes blur over with boredom (or witnessed a moment of panic flitter beneath the surface) when we say the words, "Honey, can we talk?"

Women are different from men -- in the way we think, in the way we act and react, in the way in which we approach our relationships. And I sure wouldn't want to live in some androgynous society where the lines between women and men are blurred.

Jordan talks about how other institutions, most notably major U.S. orchestras and the American Economic review have instituted "blind" audition and submission policies to prevent gender bias, and how studies of The American Psychology Association and the Swedish Medical Research Council have revealed gender bias -- from both women and men -- in rating the quality of men's and women's work, when the gender of the person being evaluated was known. There are plenty of studies out there to back the reality of gender bias, but the question is, how do we apply that knowledge to the film business, in a realistic way? You could, perhaps, get away something resembling gender blindness with regard to script reviews -- just blind out the name of the screenwriter, period, and evaluate the scripts purely on merit -- but it would be rather more difficult to do away with the problem of gender bias when it comes to how studios choose directors -- how could you? And the truth is, I don't like the films I've liked this year because they were directed by men; I like them because they are good films, period.

When it comes down to it, much as we might like to live in a world where all these issues would dissipate if we just talk enough about them to the men who still, largely, control the cash registers, the truth is, at least in part, that things are just not going to change for women and film until there's a major shift in the way the majority of women in the real world think about movies. Most of the women I know in my non-film business life do not know or care whether a woman or man has directed a particular film. Very. often, they don't make decisions about what films they're interested in seeing based on how smartly it's directed, how nuanced its acting, how brilliantly it was written -- but on how "fun" it looks.

Almost every woman of my acquaintance was excited about Sex and the City and Mamma Mia!, and even Twilight. I'd be willing to bet that most of them had never heard about Frozen River or Wendy and Lucy, and when I've talked about those films, or even about Anne Hathaway's stunning performance in Rachel Getting Married, the reactions I generally get from them run along the lines of "Uh, two women transporting illegals across a river? No, thanks." Or "A homeless girl and her dog? That sounds ... depressing." Or "Gee, I really liked Anne Hathaway in The Devil Wears Prada, but that new one seems really dark. But hey, have you seen the ads for that new bride one she's in with Kate Hudson? Now THAT one looks good!"

I wish I was making any of that up, but I'm not. And I get where David was going with his thoughts on women making action flicks, but I'm really loathe to say that the way for women to make it to the same level as men in Hollywood is to simply become more like them, because the male-centric films that get the big box office bucks also tend toward the banal side of the equation, while the more intelligent films just do ... okay. And yet there are still more men who get to make the smaller, smart, flicks that populate the arthouse ghetto as well. I don't really want to see more women -- or men, for that matter -- making more blow-'em-up action flicks, I just want to see smarter films in general appeal more to a broader segment of the population. We need to raise the bar overall for the expectation of what movies can and should be -- smarter, better ... not just stronger, bigger, more action-packed. Mostly mindless entertainment fare should be the occasional dessert or snack, not the main course. And changing the expectations of the movie-going public around what makes a good film, well, that's going to take a hell of a lot more work that gender-blind studies or more chicks directing action flicks.

December 02, 2008

Defending Defiance

Just got in from a screening of Defiance, and I just don't get where the negativity towards this film is coming from in certain quarters. I'll preface this with two disclaimers: First, that I do happen to like much of Ed Zwick's work, in particular Glory, which is still one of my favorite films ever, and Defiance is pretty much Glory for the Jews in WW2; and second, Defiance grabbed me from the opening scene, which very closely mirrored events in my own family history when the Nazis invaded Poland.

We've seen many films about the victims of the Holocaust, but not as many about those who fought back; it's an important piece of Holocaust history, and Zwick has done a solid job here of taking historical facts and real-life remembrances from those who were there and melding a lot of information and history into a compelling, two-hour dramatization of those facts.

I'm kind of surprised how much I liked this film, given some of the criticism I've heard of it ...

Jeff Wells over at Hollywood Elsewhere wrote this last week:

The reportedly awful Defiance gets a #7 ranking from Sean Smith and #9 rankings from Kris Tapley and Anne Thompson, and Che, which is so much more than that Ed Zwick film that comparisons are a waste of breath and brain cells, is blanked by these three?

Since he's saying it's "reportedly" awful, one can assume that Wells is basing his judgment of the film on what others have told him in ranking it so far below Che. Aside from being supercilious, this is just outright laziness from anyone writing about film. Maybe he doesn't like Zwick, period, and he's basing his assessment of a film he hasn't seen on that, but slamming a film you haven't even seen by saying that comparing it to another film you've been pretty much advocating for non-stop since Cannes is a "waste of breath and brain cells" is ridiculous -- and I say that as someone who loved Che and has strongly advocated for it.

Actually critiquing Defiance based (presumably) on seeing it, Variety's Todd McCarthy, in his rather tepid review, had this to say:

But through the remaining hour-plus of the script by Clayton Frohman and Zwick -- as malnourishment and illness hit the community, romances blossom, Zus wrestles with whether to stick with the Russians or return to the fold, and Tuvia, faced with aerial bombing and approaching Nazi troops, must lead his people, like Moses, across water to safety -- it all becomes pretty standard-issue stuff, filled with noble and tragic heroism, familiar battle images and last-second rescues.

So, in other words: the real life hardships these people endured in surviving years of Nazi occupation in the forest -- the near-starvation, the life-threatening illness with no access to medical care, the bombings, the narrow escapes in which real lives were lost ... ho-hum, so dull, been there, done that, nothing dramatically interesting in there? The honest heroism of a guy who'd never in his life been thought to be anything remotely heroic, always a troublemaker, the kind of guy most "good" parents would keep their innocent daughters locked away from, rising up to become a leader and help save all these people he didn't have to, in an act of selflessness that changed and defined who he was as a person ... so trite. Seriously?

For me, one of the strongest things about Defiance was Zwick showing the dueling aspects of these people defying the Nazi regime: One brother, Zus (Liev Schreiber), chose to fight back (for awhile, at least) by joining the Russian army and killing as many Germans as possible, the other, Tuvia (Daniel Craig) by building this community of people, and helping them continue to find joy in living as much as they could in exile, taking other lives only when necessary, after he finds that slaughtering those responsible for killing their parents does not bring him peace.

The real beauty of the film (and the story on which it's based) is not just in the lives the Bielski brothers saved, but in what they gained themselves by the risk Tuvia in particular took upon himself (and put his younger brothers into) by taking on the responsibility for the safety and survival of all these people who he quite unexpectedly found depending on him.

They could have, as Zus suggested early on, just gone off on their own and survived in the forest by their wits; they'd been surviving against the law their whole lives, the Nazis were just a different kind of authority figure. But that's not the choice Tuvia Bielski made, and in so making that choice he did do a noble thing, which Zwick dramatizes here quite movingly.

I'll have more on Defiance later, but for now, suffice it to say, I liked it quite a lot, and very much disagree with the specific points of criticism of the film -- most of which pretty much mirrors McCarthy's take --I've been hearing up to now.

December 01, 2008

Oscar Watch: Where's the Love for Tony Manero?

The Torino Film Festival announced its jury awards over the weekend, and indieWIRE notes that leading the pack was a film that's been getting surprisingly little buzz from the Oscars chatter -- Tony Manero, Chile's official entry to the Best Foreigns race. The film, directed by Pablo Morrain, won best film at the fest, best actor for lead Alfredo Castro, and the Fipresci (International Film Critics prize) for best film.

Tony Manero played numerous prestigious fests this season, including Cannes, Toronto and New York, and I'm a bit surprised that more hasn't been written about it as we edge nearer to awards season, based on positive buzz I've heard from folks who've seen it. Unfortunately, it slipped through the cracks of hectic screening schedules for me at both Cannes and Toronto, but it's in my pile of screeners to make my way through. I'll be writing more about the Best Foreigns race in an upcoming Oscar Outsider, but for now, just pondering why I'm not hearing more about it as a contender, all things considered.

Input from anyone who's seen it and loved it (or hated it, or just felt "meh" about it) welcome ...