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SCREENING LOG
- 12/29/2003-1/04/2004
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I watched THE CIRCUS, THE FOG OF WAR, FINDING NEMO, A VERY
MORAL NIGHT, MASTER AND COMMANDER: THE FAR SIDE OF THE WORLD,
THE MAN WITHOUT A PAST, THE TRIPLETS OF BELLEVILLE, THE CUCKOO,
SWEET SIXTEEN, DOWN WITH LOVE, PISTOL OPERA, STROSZEK, THE
DOCKS OF NEW YORK and KES. In order of preference:
The Fog of War: Eleven Lessons from the Life of Robert
S. McNamara (2003, Errol Morris)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0317910
Ever since A BRIEF HISTORY OF TIME (or even earlier, it can
be argued, with THE THIN BLUE LINE), Errol Morris has repeatedly
explored how men attempt to control or manipulate their worlds,
a theme that is reflected in Morris' own increasingly flashy,
self-conscoiusly stylized brand of "documentary". This paradox
of arriving at documentary truth through rigorous manipulation
adds multiple layers of subtext to his interview with Robert
McNamara, who served as the U.S. Secretary of Defense during
the Cuba Missile Crisis and the first half of the Vietnam
War. On the one hand, Morris uses a self-designed camera that
allows both him and the camera to look directly in the eyes
of his interview subject while filming him, with bracingly
intimate results; yet at the same time he frames McNamara
at different positions and repeatedly uses jump cuts to disrupt
the flow of McNamara's mellifluous, charismatic delivery.
At 85, McNamara comes off as a charming, intelligent old man
who isn't afraid to reflect critically on both his public
and private decisions that affected both his loved ones as
well as millions of people over the world. The points of his
monologue, summarized as eleven "lessons," are alternately
elaborated, supported and challenged by a dense and stunning
array of archival footage and computer-generated imagery designed
by Morris, as if the two personalities are engaging in a dialogue
that becomes increasingly contentious as to the hazy issue
of what is the right thing to do in times of war. Despite
the impression of great experience and accompanying wisdom
that McNamara conveys, the film doesn't exonerate him for
what he has done nor give a clear conclusion as to what the
"right thing" is, putting the audience in the uncomfortable
but necessary position of having to make their own assessment
of this man and his views of how we should learn from our
collective history in order to apply them to the crises of
the present. #4 among 2003 IMDb releases between ELEPHANT
and RAJA #5 among new films seen in 2003, between ELEPHANT
and DIVINE INTERVENTION
The Circus (1928, Charlie Chaplin)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0018773
Some of Chaplin's most inspired slapstick can be found in
this raucous comedy that doubles as a masterful meditation
on the art of comedy: how it works, what good it does for
the world. Along these lines, much is made of the relationship
between order and disorder: a troupe of circus clowns can't
get any laughs because their routine has become, well, too
routine -- when the Tramp wanders in amongst them and mucks
up the works; riotous laughter ensues. Few film directors
of any period had as intuitive a sense of how human beings
oppress themselves with rules and regulations, as well as
how to subvert and exploit those systems of control to create
a sense of liberation; his brand of comedy has socio-political
implications that could well be defined as revolutionary.
Gradually, another more darker theme emerges: the transience
of Chaplin's own ability to act as an agent of change -- in
one of the saddest images in his career, he's left holding
a tattered star where a circus tent once stood. This theme
of doing some lasting good in the face of imminent demise
would haunt his films for the rest of his career -- you see
it in CITY LIGHTS, THE GREAT DICTATOR, even MONSIEUR VERDOUX
and A KING IN NEW YORK -- but given that the silent film was
in the midst of being phased out, this particular moment has
a special poignancy for the greatest of all silent artists.
The DVD I saw this on is loaded with fantastic extras, such
as publicity materials, production reports that document the
soap-opera saga in making the film, and a fascinating series
of outtakes with commentary by historian David Shepard that
give great insight into Chaplin's creative process and obsessive
pursuit of perfection. #6 for 1928 between ARSENAL and THE
DOCKS OF NEW YORK
The Docks of New York (1928, Josef von Sternberg)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0018839
I readily admit that of the two films von Sternberg directed
in 1928, THE LAST COMMAND is, on the surface, a more impressive,
epic film than this relatively brief and intimate melodrama
between a swaggering seadog and a suicidal prostitute, set
largely in a grungy dockside bar. But as I come to understand
what von Sternberg is about, and what movies as an artform
(as opposed to being a rousing diversion) are about, I'd argue
that this is the more critical film. This is for all practical
purposes a Marlene Dietrich movie without Dietrich (which
calls into question how essential she was to the fulfillment
of von Sternberg's unique vision). Without her, there's still
the densely atmospheric smoky interiors, impeccably, sensuously
lit; and von Sternberg has already mastered his groundbreaking
technique of having his actors act with a Zen-like economy
of bodily gestures and facial expressions, so stiff and automatic,
yet so transparently human, as if they were mannequins of
pure libido with their hearts worn on their sleeves (compare
what George Bancroft does in this movie to Emil Jannings'
more ostentatious performance in THE LAST COMMAND and you
have an instant debate on the ethics of acting for the camera.)
All this begs the question: were we really getting aroused
by Dietrich's presence, or by the light and shadows that caressed
our eyes as surely as they caressed the contours of her face?
Is it all a matter of how you swing your arms and raise your
eyes that make you an object of desire? Von Sternberg appears
to have the answer. #7 for 1928 between THE CIRCUS and THE
LAST COMMAND
Finding Nemo (2003, Andrew Stanton, Lee Unkrich)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0266543
My vote for the best Hollywood film of 2003 goes to the latest
effort by Pixar, because it excels at the modestly ambitious
goals that most self-respecting mainstream movies set out
to achieve: to entertain, to innovate, and to offer a modicum
of grist for rumination (usually in that order). The dramatic
content is serviceable, helped largely by Albert Brooks' vocal
performance as the timid clownfish who embarks on a heroic
quest to rescue his only son -- Ellen DeGeneres is even better
as the forgetful bluefish who assists him. The aquatic CGI
effects specially designed for the film succeed brilliantly
in submerging the viewer in a simulated underwater world,
alive with a seemingly limitless palette of colors. There's
a laugh or a smile to be had every 30 seconds, thanks to a
witty script and a diverse cast of sea creatures each with
their own unique charms. There's a lot of life and creative
energy invested in each frame -- what struck me while watching
the credit reel is how more unified and homogenized the Pixar
community (located in San Francisco) appears to be, compared
to other studios (the credits listed numerous "Production
Babies" birthed during the making of the movie -- how many
credit reels do this?)... It strikes me that the many talented
people involved in this enterprise largely share an insular
suburban worldview propelled by techno-geek interests, but
whatever the case their product is vastly more enlivening
than others issued by the hedonism factories of Hollywood.
#6 among 2003 IMDb releases between RAJA and DOWN WITH LOVE
#9 among new films seen in 2003 between RAJA and SEAFOOD
Down with Love (2003, Peyton Reed)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0309530
The intermittent flashes of brilliance in Reed's previous
feature BRING IT ON didn't prepare me for the sustained waves
of creative energy and sheer bubbly enthusiasm in this shamelessly
giddy retro rehash of 50s and 60s battle-of-the-sexes comedies
set in corporate America. The cast, led by Renee Zellweger
and Ewan McGregor, all seem to thoroughly enjoy themselves,
and who can blame them with the juicy, pun-drunk lines they
get to deliver thanks to a script by Eve Ahlert and Dennis
Drake that is as razor-sharp as it is light-headed. The costume
design and spacious sets (especially McGregor's gadget-infested
space age bachelor pad) are a most worthy tribute to the period
and films they honor, but most impressive are Reed's inventive
use of montages and split-screens (which contribute to one
of the most hilarious phone sex scenes ever filmed). What's
surprising is how the film, for all its nostalgia, manages
to hit at a conundrum that still exists today for working
women roaming in a world of seemingly conflicting desires.
After all, if the worldviews in this movie are supposedly
outdated, then why is SEX AND THE CITY such a hit? For its
sensitivity, style and crackling wit, I'll take this over
FAR FROM HEAVEN any day. #7 among 2003 IMDb releases between
FINDING NEMO and COLD MOUNTAIN #11 among new films seen in
2003 between SEAFOOD and HERO
many thanks to howard schumann for:
Kes (1969, Ken Loach)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0064541
Famed social realist Loach became an internationally renowned
filmmaker with this touching and intimate portrait of a country
boy who keeps falling into trouble at home and school, but
finds focus and discipline in training and caring for a kestrel
he finds near a farm. There isn't so much a story as there
is a free-ranging exploration of the different settings that
comprise the boy's world, most notably the classrooms, where
Loach gives a documentarian's objective view of the fickle
application of rules by which teachers govern the lives of
schoolchildren -- most memorably and hilariously captured
in an extended soccer sequence where the phys ed teacher lives
out his ridiculous superstar fantasy at his students' expense.
Loach tends to make big statements out of the careful, unassuming
accumulation of everyday occurrences -- where there lacks
for surprises is made up for in masterful pathos and great
performances elicited from a largely nonprofessional cast.
#6 for 1969 between RED LION and Z
Pistol Opera (2001, Seijun Suzuki)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0285906
At age 79, Suzuki Seijun is as ever a master of willfully
difficult exercises of aestheticism under the guise of genre
-- those expecting to find a straight-up bang-bang flick about
how the #3 hitwoman in Japan kills her way to the top may
be disappointed or utterly bewildered by what they find, though
one might argue that Seijun is giving what a lot of people
want out of their action movies these days: pure sensation.
This movie has much of the most ravishing imagery in years,
with colors that explode from the screen, with bodies and
sets arranged in dynamic geometrical patterns; the soundtrack
of eclectic gems is a killer as well. I've watched it twice
and still barely have an idea as to what it all means, but
if considered under the category of experimental film it could
be one of the very best things Suzuki has ever done. One of
these days I'm going to give his entire body of work a closer
look; based on past comments there seem to be three schools
of thought concerning Suzuki: a) that he's all style, no substance;
b) that his more narrative-oriented films (i.e. STORY OF A
PROSTITUTE, FIGHTING ELEGY) are more accomplished than his
more unabashedly stylized works (i.e. TOKYO DRIFTER, BRANDED
TO KILL); and c) that he is at his greatest and most singular
when he actively opposes any sort of convention (and knowing
something about his career biography, this last reading seems
more and more significant to me. Suzuki may very well be the
John Coltrane of Japanese cinema, a figure who stretched the
strictures of his medium well beyond the comprehension of
the majority, if only to argue on behalf of the inherent principles
of the freedom and beauty of the creative act. #15 for 2001
Stroszek (1977, Werner Herzog)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0075276
An American end-of-the-road trip courtesy of Werner Herzog:
the alluringly bizarre Bruno S. (previously the star of THE
ENIGMA OF KASPAR HAUSER) lights out to Wisconsin with his
prostitute girlfriend and an elderly mentor. The ostensible
statement being made, that America ain't the Dream it's cracked
up to be, plays rather smug and shallow, but the fun here
is in the journey. Herzog gets his best moments from having
the oddball cast of natives let it all hang out: there's enough
local color to paint the walls of your local Wal-Mart, but
Herzog is far less intent on mocking quirky Americans than
in celebrating them; it's the faceless, normalized systems
which govern all their lives that really give him the creeps.
The film ends in a blazing apocalyptic sequence on an Indian
reservation, involving a flaming pickup and a dead-end ride
on a ski-lift; it's a memorable climax though Herzog gets
a bit carried away with the dancing chickens. #16 for 1977
between DESPERATE LIVING and CLOSE ENCOUNTERS OF THE THIRD
KIND
Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World (2003,
Peter Weir)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0311113
I readily admit to being completely absorbed in the first
hour of this handsome and masterfully mounted adaptation of
Patrick O'Brian's seafaring novels as few new films (certainly
not LORD OF THE RINGS) have gripped me all year -- Weir's
recreation of life on an English naval vessel and naval battle
techniques circa 1800 seems unassailable in its breathtaking
detail. Russell Crowe is impressive as the revered but haggard
captain, though his performance verges on mimicking the all-purpose
nobility of Tom Hanks' recent performances; in fact the film
reminds me a good deal of SAVING PRIVATE RYAN in how it dresses
a dubious argument on behalf of war and macho morals with
oodles of blood and bravado. The film tries to entertain a
debate between the conflicting pursuits of war and the humanities
(embodied in the ship's doctor, played by Paul Bettany wearing
a frock that screams out "pansy") but ends up sounding ridiculous,
esp. when it seems to conclude that the arts and sciences
are best useful when contributing to innovations in martial
conquest. I am deeply impressed with this film's level of
classic craftsmanship, but this is about as high a rating
as a right-wing movie will get from me these days. #12 among
new films seen in 2003 between MYSTIC RIVER and THE STATION
AGENT #23 among new films seen in 2003 between MYSTIC RIVER
and SWEET SIXTEEN
Sweet Sixteen (2002, Ken Loach)
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0313670
British teen soccer player Martin Compston gives a powerful,
unmannered performance as Liam, a teenager determined to rehabilitate
his mother, a drug addict about to be released from prison.
During visitations Liam refuses to slip his mother drugs supplied
by her pusher boyfriend; instead he steals the dealer's stash
to bankroll a living situation independent of the boyfriend
-- but this leads to a confrontation with the powerful forces
running the drug distribution network. Using unobstrusive
camerawork and persuasive but occasionally predictable storytelling
techniques, Loach does no more or less than shoot Liam's willful
efforts to do right by his mother as situations present themselves
to him. In doing so Loach makes a statement that is in tune
with the particulars of the Scottish surroundings (the dialogue
is drenched in heavy Scottish brogue) while detailing a situation
that could exist anywhere in the world. #18 for 2002 between
UNKNOWN PLEASURES and RAISING VICTOR VARGAS #24 for new films
seen in 2003 between MASTER AND COMMANDER: THE FAR SIDE OF
THE WORLD and RAISING VICTOR VARGAS
The Triplets of Belleville (2003, Sylvain Chomet)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0286244/
An elderly woman and her pudgy dog take a most bizarre trans-atlantic
journey to rescue her grown grandson, a pro cyclist, after
he is abducted by the French mafia for mysterious purposes.
Some critics have hailed this gimpy phantasmagoria as a European
countermeasure to Hollywood's increasing CGI-zation of the
art of animation; the hand-drawn frames have a tactile, roughhewn
charm (though some of the caricatures -- esp. of fat women
-- are too gross for my taste), but what really captivated
me was the dense and masterful use of sound, both in everyday
ambient noises and snazzy vintage jazz tunes. Much like the
films of Jeunet and Carot, Chomet's vision is as weird and
inconsequential as a dream, with moments possessed with a
haunting beauty. #15 for 2003 IMDb releases between CRIMSON
GOLD and LOVE ACTUALLY
A Very Moral Night (1977, Karoly Makk)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0075996
This gentle comedy-drama about a 19th century medical student
who finds lodging in a bordello, only to be visited by his
prudish, unsuspecting mother has a great sense of atmosphere,
both bawdy and genteel, and lush red decor. It becomes a bit
too farcical for my tastes in the second half, but it makes
for a nice throwback to the stories of Maupassant and Chekhov.
The Man without a Past (2002, Aki Kaurismaki)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0311519/
The whimsical Finn offers his characteristically sly, deadpan
view of humanity and un-humanity engaged in a perpetual thumb-wrestling
match, this time centered on a construction worker who forgets
who he is after being brutally attacked and robbed. Through
a mildly improbable series of events, he scrapes out an existence
in a community of vagrants, falls in love with a lonely missionary
(Kaurismaki mainstay Katia Outinen, in a lovely performance)
and fends off the abuses of a couple of silly authority figures.
While I still can't shake the feeling that Kaurismaki is trailing
the wake of Bresson, Ozu and Fassbinder (not to mention Wenders
and Jarmusch) in terms of both style and worldview, he does
stake out his own unique world and conveys it masterfully
through his own sardonic mannerisms made palatable by a tempered
romantic streak. I suppose the problem I have is that this
sweet coating mitigates the urgency of the issues at stake.
The Cuckoo (2002, Aleksandr Rogozhkin)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0308476
Towards the end of Word War II a Russian officer and a Finnish
sniper find themselves exiled together in the hospitality
of a Lapp peasant woman -- none of them speak the same language,
leading to a 90 minute equivalent of a "Three's Company" episode
(RIP John Ritter, you are missed). The repeated miscommunications
feel sitcomish in the deliberateness of their meanings and
effects (especially compared to how Werner Herzog handles
similar cross-cultural situations in STROSZEK), but the film
certainly has its heart in the right place and the jokes work
every so often. The performances are winning and add to the
warm, cozy feel of the proceedings.
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