Movies »Bad News Bears

bad news bearsWalter Mattheau is like the Einstein of comedy as the jerky (sometimes really jerky) drunk (sometimes really drunk) ex-baseball player roped into training a bunch of seemingly un-athletic kids who now, due to a class action lawsuit, are in a highly competitive youth baseball league. But his easy, convincingly inebriated performance isn't the only one that's made Bad News Bears a mega hit that has endured time to become a comedy classic: the kids, lead by a wise-ass, but sweetly lonely Tatum O' Neal and total bad-ass Jackie Earle Haley (at one point he tells a middle aged woman “I ride a Harley, does that turn you on?”) are amazing!!

I love them so much and wanted Lupus to crawl up in my lap like a fawn every time his little drippy nose was on screen. They seemed so natural in their cursing, bad ball playing, and mixing of martinis; natural in a way that's hard to come by in child actors these days.

I was so taken with the movie and its underdog/winning isn't everything formula that so many movies since have repeated, usually with little success, that I had high hopes for the Billy Bob Thornton/Richard Linklater remake and rented it the next day.

Ugh… all the charm of the original was systematically extracted, starting with the unvarnished childrens' performances that the world cherished from the first movie. It sounds odd to say, but it was way classier when the kids were more foulmouthed and seemed like they knew how to curse. Thornton too seems like he's just stumbling though the movie.

So forgo the remake a rent the original, it's good fun. You can also pull a double header and rent the under appreciated Heavyweights as a great follow up. I swear.

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Posted on March 3, 2008

Movies »Vacancy

vacancy movieI'm as surprised as you might be that I'm recommending Vacancy this week–and not just because it's directed by a Nimrod. I kind of remember when it opened, there were some good reviews, one said it was a real modern grindhouse flick in contrast to the Tarantino/Rodriguez flop that opened the same week. But, you know, lots of bad movies get good reviews. Who could honestly expect to get scared by a Luke Wilson movie anyway?

We put it on late at night in one of those, “lets watch it because it's in HD” moods. I half expected to fall asleep but in this movie, sleep would have been impossible. After just enough set up for the main characters, a fighting divorcing couple played by Kate Beckinsale and Luke Wilson, to seem like humans rather than horror movie fodder, the tension sets in quickly and doesn't let up. My heart was actually racing, and I felt almost uncomfortably tense watching the action unfold. It's a simple premise: the couple is caught in the middle of nowhere by people that want to kill them and they try to survive.

The movie excels where so many others fail. There's no exposition, no monologues by the bad guys, no superhuman heroics, no dumb actions committed just to make the plot work, no unnecessary gore. It ends abruptly once its done its job of totally creeping you out, forgoing the cheesy tacked-on ending.

It's not a movie you can watch repeatedly and it's no classic that will be remembered for years to come. But, especially if you go into it without too many expectations, it's a genuinely nerve-wracking, straight forward horror movie, the kind I wish was made more often.

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Posted on February 25, 2008

Movies »Summertime

summertime david lean Summertime is a sophisticated and respectful account of womanhood, middle age, romance, hope, cultural differences, and loneliness. Katherine Hepburn plays Jane, an American tourist in exquisite Venice, Italy who finds passion and freedom with a shop owner played by the dapper charmer Rossano Brazzi. This is a romance, though not a typical one.

Directed by David Lean (of Lawrence of Arabia and Doctor Zhivago fame) this film is an adaptation of the play Time of the Cuckoo by Arthur Laurents, though it's hard to picture it on stage when so much of the film's brilliance is in the cinematography of the city; so many picturesque and heart wrenching images of beauty. If this film doesn't make you want to pack up everything and fly to Venice, you can't be human.

It is a satisfying and tranquil film even if the end is not the fairytale that we and Katherine Hepburn's character have grown to both desire and expect. Ultimately, it's less about living happily ever after than living fully and completely each day.

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Posted on February 18, 2008

Movies »Annie Hall

annie hallIt's a shame that we live in a decade where the phrase romantic comedy (nauseatingly abbreviated “rom-com”) almost invariably equals crappy movie. Isn't that right SJP, Kate Hudson, Matthew McConaughey, and (I hate to say it, because I always thought that of all current famous people, he and I could be friends, but? Paul Rudd?

It wasn't always so. Some of the most dynamic films of the '40s are romantic comedies, written with rapid-fire banter like the Philadelphia Story and Bringing up Baby; later came charmers like Houseboat and The Graduate. But it wasn't until the late '70s rolled around that the genre reached its pinnacle with Woody Allen's deservedly lauded (hush up, Star Wars fans) Annie Hall.

Diane Keaton is quirky, funny and sublime; Woody Allen is by far at his most charming and (no surprise) Christopher Walken plays an unforgettable weirdo.

Many of you have probably seen it, but it's always good for a re-watch. Trust me, something new or forgotten turns up with each repeat viewing–but I also know lots of you maybe haven't seen it, and that needs to be corrected as soon as possible. Be ready to fall in love. The script is inventive and witty and it has the best last line for a romantic in any movie, ever, the joke about eggs.

It's especially moving in its obvious adulation for NYC, with picture perfect iconic scenes under the Brooklyn Bridge and in Central Park.

It's also a part of my own personal NYC history. My parents had these friends that ran a gallery together and lived in an over-the -op apartment lathered in puppies, giant perfume bottles and drag photos of themselves. It was above Barney's and they had a mini movie theater inside. I was in heaven, and allowed to choose the movie we were to watch. I picked this one.

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Posted on February 11, 2008

Movies »8 and a Half

federico fellini's 8 1/2Describing a Fellini movie as unique and brilliant is a lot like describing ice as cold and frozen. Of course 8 _ is brilliant. It's his most self-obsessed, beautiful and stirring. A bitter sweet love letter to his past, his craft, and his women–of which there are many.

Claudia Cardinale, Anouk Aimee, Barbara Steele, and Sandra Milo representing ideal women. Wife, angel of purity, crazy youth, and mistress radiate beauty in crisp glorious black and white. Every scene and shot is lovely and if you can't tell by now, this is one of my most favorite movies, one that has made me marvel since I was a teenager.

Not everyone embraced this film so lovingly. The interweaving of daydreams, memories, fantasies, and reality caused outrage among Fellini's fans and film critics when it was released who found it indecipherable. It's complex and sometimes confusing but, I think, never inaccessible. Despite everything, it still went on to win the Oscar for best foreign film and is renowned as one of the greatest films about film ever made.

While there's only a thread of a plot (a film director examines his life, his past, himself only to find he may have nothing to say), it isn't the plot that mesmerizes, it's something less tangible. Scenes like the dancing of Saraghina on the beach; the fantasy bath house with whips; and the joyous circus-like parade that ends the film wash over you and, whether you hate it or love it, you can't forget this evocative and surreal masterpiece.

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Posted on February 4, 2008

Movies »Badlands

badlands movieAs could be expected from Terrence Malick, Badlands is a gorgeous picture. There are images you'd like to take off the screen and frame as photographs: peacock feathers in a girl's bedroom consumed by fire; a car kicking up dust under telephone lines in the plains; the sun setting in the clouds outside an airplane…

Like so many great period films, American Graffiti, Bonnie & Clyde, and, more recently, Zodiac, the styling and production never seems forced or over the top. Despite being shot in 1973, everything looks and feels like the late 1950s.

It's a modern masterpiece and my respect for it grows every time I see it. Martin Sheen's trigger-happy psychopath, Kit Carruthers, and Holly, Sissy Spacek's tiny teenage fatalist, come alive on the screen with a rare authenticity for any film, particularly a crime spree drama. Unlike amplified violence in more conventional films, the crazed moments of brutality feel eerily natural and impactive.

The scope of the shots feel vast and untamable but the score, including Carl Orff's Gassenhauer (which my contemporaries will recall from True Romance) adds an opposing sense of intimacy. It's at once a story of larger ideas: reckless freedom, the allure of crime, the celebrity of violence; and the intimate story of two lost people who found each other and tipped over into madness.

The film is loosely based on the real life crime spree of Charlie Starkweather and Caril Anne Fugate (and the song Nebraska from this week's album was inspired by the movie), though the details differ. In fact, the real Starkweather was even more brutal than the character depicted, his methods were more savage, his provocations to kill even less justified and he not only murdered his sweetheart's dad, but her mother and two year old sister too.

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Posted on January 28, 2008

Movies »After Dark My Sweet

after dark my sweetThere were several film adaptations of Jim Thompson novels made in the decade of SUVs and grunge, like The Grifters and Coup de Torchon (both of which are excellent, even though Coup was not actually made in the 90's), but today I'm recommending After Dark My Sweet, a film that Roger Ebert included in his Overlooked Film Festival.

In it a former boxing star/current nutso named Kevin “Kid” Collins stumbles into a bar on the outskirts of a wealthy suburb. He's just a polite but odd man wandering aimlessly until two very different people take an interest in him. The first is the caustic beauty Fay Anderson who offers him a job fixing her house and perhaps more… The second is a local doctor who feels that Collins must go back to the asylum he escaped from.

Of course, you can guess which situation he finds more alluring, and his fate is sealed. See: Fay has this friend, Uncle Bud, who's had an idea brewing for a few months and now, with the arrival of Collins, this empty, stupid plan to get rich can finally be put into action. What follows is a botched kidnapping and back stabbing galore. The plot is, obviously, very Thompsonion with bad news people battling ennui and their own demons with acts of desperate daring, only to fail at even the criminal life.

Rachel Ward is ideally cast as the femme fatale. With her bony face and wild eyes, she manages to create a believable portrait of a woman unhinged. She doesn't seem like the stereotypical Hollywood version of a femme fatale, but a real life mean and crooked woman with no morals. And Bruce Dern! He is magnificent as Uncle Bud, so naturally and cowardly evil that I guarantee you will be a fan of his even if this is the only film you ever see him in.

I'd love to say this is a flawless film, but it's not. Jason Patric is the weak link. Many disagree and I do admit, he's not half as bad as you might expect when he first flutters his eyelashes and gimps into frame. In fact, at times he's quite good–but it's a tough role, and he falls a bit short of portraying all the depth and complexities of this character (though perhaps he fell far shorter on Broadway as Brick in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof, if the clip I saw from On Stage is any indication–but we all know how lousy that show makes everything look.) But I don't want to be too harsh on the man that played Haim's big brother in The Lost Boys. He does a fine job…

I first saw this movie years ago and it always kind of stuck with me. On second viewing we liked it even more.

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Posted on January 21, 2008

Movies »Fantastic Planet

fantastic planet rene lalouxI appreciate 3D animation. Pixar has proven time and again that it can be used to accomplish extraordinary results, but for me it's always nice to see traditionally drawn animation, to see the inherent special qualities an artists hand can lend. Fantastic Planet is a truly glorious achievement in drawn animation and, though the technique is traditional, nothing else about this totally far out film is remotely familiar–it's pretty unlikely that you'll ever see or even hear anything like it.

Rene Laloux weaves a trippy tale, based on the book Oms en Serie by Stefan Wul, about giant blue humanoids (called Draags) obsessed with meditation and the tiny humans (called Oms) they keep as pets. After the Draags discover the possibility of Om intelligence, paranoia leads to mass exterminations, which leads to war.

When we recently re-watched this movie, both of us kept remarking at just how bizarre it is, and yet it's completely accessible. The planet is wildly imaginative, populated by stunningly bizarre creatures and wildlife. Surreal artist Roland Topor is responsible for much of this amazing imagery–he was also the author of The Tenant, which was made into a nearly great Polanski film and played Renfield in Herzog's Nosferatu– quite a career!

This is Laloux's most famous work, but another feature called Time Masters is also worth checking out. On the Fantastic Planet DVD you can also see a couple of his shorts, “Monkey's Teeth” and “The Snails”.

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Posted on January 14, 2008

Movies »Time Out

time out laurent cantetTime Out is the perfect match to this weeks Daphne du Maurier tale of deception, The Scapegoat. Both are thrillers, but not in any typical way. Both focus on the overwhelming fear and terror of getting caught in a lie. In this way, we are drawn into Vincent's web of lies and the subsequent consequences completely, because who hasn't had the same fear of exposure over one of their own lies? Although, yours and mine may have been a bit less dramatic than losing our jobs and lying about it for months as he does in this film.

The character's sympathetic and recognizable struggle with office work today and the loss of self and personal time it can result in adds depth and meaning to his actions. One can see his elaborate deceptions as being lazy and irresponsible, but that doesn't mean we can't have compassion for his plight.

Director Laurent Cantet takes this identifiable story of a man fed up with the pressures and responsibilities of an unexamined life and weaves a really tense, hypnotic thriller around it. At every turn, suspense builds and you are sure something awful is about to happen. For example, in one scene he and his wife are taking a walk in a snow storm. He looses sight of her and he and we in turn feel the inexplicable panic that she is gone forever. The film portrays in inner chaos that accompanies deceit. The audience is forced to wait nervously for the house of cards to fall. When it finally does, and he accepts his responsibility, there is a moment of relief. This moment is brief. We soon realize that the nightmare of the life he hated before will begin again and his defiance against a boring, mindless life was all for naught.

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Posted on January 7, 2008

Movies »The Bourne Ultimatum

bourne ultimatumWhen the long winded chase scenes with explosions and running and jumping and cars and motorcycles and stunts and super human feats comes along in most action movies, I tend to zone out. Despite the makers' concerted efforts to dazzle moviegoers with non stop action in films like The Island, Tomb Raider, etc. etc. – they just end up boring me to tears. Except in this case.

Somehow the entire Bourne trilogy manages to genuinely excite and thrill, even though it's made up almost entirely of what tends to be the worst parts of other movies. The final(?) installment, The Bourne Ultimatum, is no exception; it's a tight, tense thriller that leaves you breathless. And no one can argue that these are just plain entertaining to both men and women, which is rare for an action film.

Part of the credit goes to director Paul Greengrass, a master at capturing mayhem. He shot to critical stardom with his realistic portrayal of the Northern Ireland uprising of 1972 in Bloody Sunday and has continued to develop an exhilarating career, particularly with the last two Bourne installments. One can't forget the writing either when giving credit to the film's achievement – both the original material, the novels of Robert Ludlum, and the screenwriters responsible for putting his words into action.

The chase scenes, of which there are many, are truly remarkable and Jason Bourne, portrayed by Matt Damon (who deserves all the praise these films have earned him), relies on smarts as much as brawn to escape repeatedly from the multitude of people hunting him down.

To fully experience the awesome powers of Bourne, you should rent all three movies.

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Posted on December 31, 2007