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SCREENING LOG
- 10/06-10/12, 2003
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I watched DEMONLOVER, SHALL WE DANCE, TO BE AND TO HAVE,
MR. WEST IN THE LAND OF THE BOLSHEVIKS, L.I.E., THE MAGDALENE
SISTERS, RIO GRANDE, YOUNG AND INNOCENT, HUMANITY AND PAPER
BALLOONS, GANGS OF NEW YORK, CROSSFIRE and THE GHOST AND MRS.
MUIR. In order of preference:
kerpan Japanese discovery of the month:
Humanity and Paper Balloons (1937, Sadao Yamanaka)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0029314/
I watched this extremely rare Japanese gem on an unsubtitled
VHS with only a written synopsis to guide me through the material,
and so I couldn't follow the naunces of the dialogue, but
visually and tonally there was more than enough to convince
me of this film's greatness. The story involves a masterless
samurai who becomes entangled in the shady dealings of the
local gang as he tries to find suitable employment. This film
more than holds its own against the best of Japan's "Big Three"
and one can make plenty of thematic and stylistic associations
with Kurosawa (the uneasy reality of violence in contemporary
society), Mizoguchi (innocents chewed up and spit out by an
exploitative social system) and Ozu (a digressive quality
in the narration that delights in the nuances of everyday
human interactions and small gestures and objects). One can
also point to similarities with Western contemporaries in
the rich panoply of human activity a la Renoir, the schematic
designs of social hierarchies a la Lang, and the static classical
compositions of Wyler -- with so many possible comparisons
one can make to other filmmakers, what can one say but that
this is a great film by a great filmmaker in his own right,
whose unique artistry we'll never truly fathom, as Yamanaka
was drafted and died on the Chinese front shortly after making
this film, not even 30 years old. Looking at it today, it
is surely a work of great brilliance, one of the most mature
and fully realized works of the pre-WWII era, from Japan or
any country. #2 for 1937 between STREET ANGEL and GRAND ILLUSION
'47 Fixer of the week:
The Ghost and Mrs. Muir (1947, Joseph L. Mankiewicz)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0039420/
A lovely and sensitive Gothic romance concerning a headstrong
widow (Gene Tierney, my pick for most gorgeous woman of 1947)
who starts a new life with her daughter on a seaside estate
haunted by the ghost of a sea captain (Rex Harrison, who just
isn't quite briny enough to convince me). The line readings
are a bit stagey -- George Sanders is the only actor who seems
truly natural here, though his character's presence ultimately
exposes the soap opera mechanics that otherwise were sufficiently
concealed by wonderful mood-striking cinematography and Bernard
Herrmann's complex and haunting score. Altogether, this is
a "woman's movie" in the best sense of the term, one that
lends thoughtful and sympathetic attention to the painful
decisions involved in one woman's quest for self-determination.
#3 for 1947 between THE LADY FROM SHANGHAI and MONSIEUR VERDOUX
The Magdalene Sisters (2002, Peter Mullan)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0318411/
This powerfully told examination of the infamous Magdalene
laundries of Ireland, were convent girls were forced into
life of slave labor, is emotionally overwhelming yet maintains
an objective view over the three victim-protagonists it follows:
a rape victim, an unwed teenage mother, and an orphan schoolgirl
caught flirting with some boys -- all three are sent to Magdalene
for their "sins" against the Catholic virginal ideal of girlhood.
Mullan has a keen instinct for the outrage-inducing theatrical
moment, yet what keeps this film well clear of opportunistic
muckraking is a sharp eye for character detail and development,
and what results is a compex study of how these girls struggle
to maintain their sense of dignity while being constantly
told that they are unrepentant whores. The film's only real
misstep is with its cartoonish depiction of the lead sister
of the convent, played by Geraldine McEwan as the Mother of
all Evil Mother Superiors, who would hold her own in a deathmatch
against Joan Crawford in Mommie Dearest. #8 for 2002 between
MARION BRIDGE and TEN #8 for new releases seen in 2003, between
MARION BRIDGE and TO BE AND TO HAVE
DFC-2 Complex film about children (and teacher) of the
week
To Be and To Have (2002, Nicholas Philibert)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0318202/ If there is a movie
that is almost guaranteed to win your respect for the teaching
profession, let alone make you want to be a teacher, this
is it. This documentary follows a year in the life of French
rural primary school teacher Georges Lopez and his one-room
schoolhouse of children ranging in age from 5 to 13 -- and
the footage Philibert gets with his single camera and three-person
crew is blessed with a startling, almost surgical intimacy
-- it captures schoolchildren in the same way WINGED MIGRATION
catpures birds, and is just as attuned to nature, linking
the children's progress over the course of the year to the
changing of the seasons. Watching Lopez the teacher is like
watching any kind of artist at work, the way he teaches class,
actively coaxes answers from students, helps them to reflect
on what they're learning, confers with parents and calmly
mediates through any kind of conflict or disruption; almost
everything he does is right, which may be too good to be true
but is inspiring all the same. The film is slow (and I must
confess I nodded off towards the end) but in that light it
reflects not only the pace of life of rural school children
but the teacher's virtues of patience and meticulous observation.
And of course, the kids are adorable -- watching them learn
and play in the safe confines of Lopez classroom, it feels
like we're inhabiting a little piece of heaven -- though by
the end, the inevitable feeling of closure, the teacher ready
to retire, the older kids about to move on to a not-so-idyllic
world outside, contribues a sense of sadness to the bliss.
#10 for 2002 between TEN and SPELLBOUND #9 for new releases
seen in 2003, between the THE MAGDALENE SISTERS and SPELLBOUND
zetes John Ford movie of the week
Rio Grande (1950, John Ford)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0042895/
The concluding chapter of Ford's landmark "Cavalry Trilogy"
is Ford at his most mysterious and elegiac -- I haven't seen
a Ford movie filled with so much music -- as John Wayne's
frontier colonel must contend not only with the Apaches but
with his estranged wife (Maureen O'Hara) and their painful
family scars suffered during the Civil War. Through Wayne
and O'Hara's private interludes, Ford achieves an incredibly
tender emotional longing, then juxtaposes it against scenes
of brutal senseless violence between Indians and cavalrymen
-- the contrast between the glories of domestic bliss and
the brutal sacrifices made to preserve it have rarely been
depicted by Ford with such disturbing, bothersome brilliance.
While the story doesn't have the crisp, clean construction
of FORT APACHE (which I still prefer over this), its erratic
lyricism points to the deranged messiness of later Ford works
such as THE SEARCHERS and DONOVAN'S REEF, and with reason:
in all three films line between chaos and order, individual
fulfillment vs. communal duty in the face of disaster, become
increasingly irreconcilable and obscured. As with THE SEARCHERS,
Ford compromises his journey into the shadows with a cheap
happy ending, but the cheapnes only makes the pain of his
dilemma more apparent. This film surfaced nearly two decades
before the Vietnam War, yet it seems to prophesy the moral
and social quagmire in which America would find itself. In
addition to Wayne and O'Hara there is exceptional supporting
work throughout the cast, esp. from Ben Johnson as a maverick
subordinate. #6 for 1950 between SUNSET BOULEVARD and A PLACE
IN THE SUN
Gangs of New York (2002, Martin Scorsese) second viewing
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0217505/
One of the most extravagant films ever made by a 13-year
old boy's mentality. The way of looking at the world presented
here seems to resemble that of a huckster tourguide in love
with his own seductive spiel, flashing his witty cynical insights
on America's bloody origins as if he were desperately trying
to score with his audience. His interest in the dark origins
of America and its continuing legacy of corruption, race and
class oppression seems to appeal to him only insofar as he
can get some bloody kicks out of it and blow everything up
into larger than life moments. Everything is thrown in --
Scorsese's packed his entire life of movie buffdom into this
epic, with references to nearly evry movie he's ever loved
-- including his own -- stuffed into each scene, which makes
it a filmmaker's paradise to pick out all the references --
this time for me I could see a strong connection to the Ford
movies I've been watching latey, except that Scorsese seems
to revel in all the social chaos that Ford's heroes combatted
with great poignancy, a poignancy that is sorely lacking throughout
the film, unless you happen to sympathize with racist psycopaths
wielding butcher's knives. There's a gaping emptiness at the
center of this white elephant, a sense that Scorsese, not
unlike the case with TAXI DRIVER, doesn't really know what
he wants to say about his topic and can only conclude by blowing
everything to smithereens and hope that the viewer's experience
is so overwhelming on a sensational level that they're convinced
that some kind of profound statement on America is being made...
and yet who can deny that there ARE some moments along the
way that deserve to steal one's breath. Daniel Day Lewis'
performance is magnificently intense, even though I find Scorsese's
attitude towards him reprehensible. He has a telling moment
where he attributes his longevity to his cunning empoyment
of "the fearsome spectacle of violent acts", and that pretty
much gives away Scorsese's hand in this movie -- let alone
the majority of his career. Marty's definitely an exemplary
practicioner of what I henceforth would like to call "Shock
and Awe Cinema" -- a kind of visceral spectacle-driven filmmaking
that I am growing increasingly tired of. #15 for 2002 between
25TH HOUR and UNKNOWN PLEASURES
Shall We Dance (1937, Mark Sandrich)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0029546/
Ponderous musical comedy burdened by a fairly unbelievable
push-pull romantic plot with Astaire masquerading as a Russian
ballerina, but whatever, it's an excuse for Astaire to try
on some new balletic leaps, and sure enough it gets better
as the dance numbers grow increasingly poignant and sublime.
Edward Everett Horton as always lends capable support as the
comic foil. Personally the allure of Ginger Rogers continues
to elude me. In some respects, the Astaire-Rogers musicals
are best seen as documentaries on the beauty of the human
form in motion, as worthy of praise as Leni Riefenstahl's
OLYMPIA. #9 for 1937 between THIS SPANISH EARTH and YOUNG
AND INNOCENT
demonlover (2002, Olivier Assayas)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0284034/
Contemporary French master Olivier Assayas returns to the
hyperactive vibe of his masterpiece IRMA VEP with this chilling
thriller about a cunning corporate spy who infiltrates a top
importer of Japanese pornographic anime, only to be sucked
irretrievably into a black hole of backstabbing intrigue.
In terms of narrative warp and commentary on media, sex, corporations
and virtual reality, it goes down the same rabbit holes as
MULHOLLAND DR. and VIDEODROME; it's less pleasurable than
the former though no less purposeful than the latter. There's
a joyless quality to the proceedings, and I had problems sympathizing
with any of the vacuous materialistic characters onscreen
(though perhaps that's just a true reflection of what corporate
life will do to a person): everyone in the film seems drained
and unhappy, though the storyline pushes them relentlessly
forward from one iteration of reality to another. A frustrating
experience, but oddly alluring all the same.
Crossfire (1947, Edward Dmytryk)
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039286/
Ground-breaking police procedural that tackled the issue
of anti-Semitic hate crime -- though in the much more edgy
original script by future director Richard Brooks the hate
crime was against a homosexual. Dmytryk's direction is brisk
and the black and white cinematography is lovely in the grand
noir tradition, with expressionist distorted images used during
a drunk scene. The film meanders somewhat from one character
to another -- Robert Mitchum gets a few good scenes but doesn't
get to truly shine -- similarly Gloria Grahame lends a spark
midway through as a key witness, though she hasn't quite yet
matured into the stunner of her IN A LONELY PLACE -- BAD AND
THE BEAUTIFUL heyday. The one true standout is Robert Ryan
-- apparently so convincing as a hateful anti-semite that
it ruined his career prospects for leading man work. #6 for
1947
The Extraordinary Adventures of Mr. West in the Land of
the Bolsheviks(1924, Lev Kuleshov)
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0015167/
This slapstick propaganda comedy follows a YMCA director
(a dead ringer for Harold Lloyd) visiting the Soviet Union
who is tricked by a gang of counter-revolutionary hoodlums.
The film's message is for the world to look past stereotypic
perceptions of Communist Russia; meanwhile the film utilizes
a stereotypical American cowboy who bumbles through the Soviet
streets to great comic effect. An interesting historical curiosity
that shows what Soviet film might have been like before Soviet
montage took over. #12 for 1924 between THE IRON HORSE and
HOT WATER
Young and Innocent (1937, Alfred Hitchcock)
http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0029811/
This minor Hitchcock effort is a light cross country romp
that seems to predate NORTH BY NORTHWEST, mixing love and
danger in a fetching, delightful way. The ending seems a little
too contrived, but the verve of Hitch's storytelling, this
time hitched to a couple of charming young lovers on the run
from the law, makes it a fun experience. #10 for 1937 between
SHALL WE DANCE and THE GOOD EARTH
L.I.E. (2001, Michael Cuesta)
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0242587/
Above-average indie about a boy's sexual coming of age amidst
his negligent widowed father, his reckless hustler best friend,
and an elderly patriarch who happens to be a closet pedophile.
The film gets good about midway when it stops playing its
sordid material for shock value and settles into a lovely
character study between the boy and his would-be mentor/abuser,
aided in a big way by Brian Cox's charismatic yet creepy performance
as the old man. Paul Dano, who plays the boy, succeeds in
preserving the film's emotional core throughout. As an aside,
the audio commentaries by director Michael Cuesta and Cox
on the New Yorker DVD were a big let-down -- their explanations
for what they did was so disappointing that I had to shut
them off lest they lessen my esteem for their on-screen achievement.
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