Monday, September 17, 2018

THE WEEKLY RECAP: September 10 - 16



Another Woman (1988)

Directed by Woody Allen

* * *

As Another Woman opens, middle-aged Marion Post (Gena Rowlands), a philosophy professor, narrates what it’s like to be in her fifties: she lives a modest and seemingly fulfilling life at her age. On leave of absence, she has just rented a small apartment downtown to write a book. One day, her work is interrupted by an intense conversation next door as a woman laments about her life feeling empty and pointless (she is in therapy). Marion is unable to resist eavesdropping on the anonymous woman’s predicament; not out of disrespect, but rather because she can’t help but somehow relate. It is at this point that Marion realizes that her life may not be as satisfying as it seems, coming to terms with all of the sacrifices and burned social bridges it took to get where she’s at in life, which is supposed to be satisfying.

First order of business: has Gena Rowlands ever unleashed a performance that didn’t blow us away, even in the slightest? Granted, while her performance in Another Woman is nowhere near the scale of that in, say, A Woman Under the Influence, but that isn’t saying much. Her performance here is effectively subtle: though content and humble on the outside, a deeper look into her face reveals an existence of deep dissatisfaction. This could be said about the movie as a whole. The film is very reserved and contained, to the point that one may not realize how much it sneaks up on you.

Though my thoughts on Woody Allen as a filmmaker are very indifferent, I must admit that I’ve always found the idea of him as a dramatic filmmaker has always compelled me greatly. As usual, the ideas in the film are very fascinating and the overall product here are well done, but I just can’t help but feel the film feels disappointingly quaint, not going as far as it could. Additionally, I was a little irritated at the use of a narration (a technique I’m very particular about) – the more effective route would be to let the actors gestures and nuances in context with the drama speak for itself, but instead the film cops out by feeling the need to tell us. That said, though not a great film, Another Woman is still a solid film – at the very least, it’s worth it for Gena Rowlands alone.


Children of Men (2006)

Directed by Alfonso Cuaron

* * * ½

Britain, 2027. It is a less than pleasant future; anarchic chaos reigns across the earth, with the exception of the United Kingdom, which is now a total police state that deports immigrants by the hundreds daily. To make matters worse, there is an alarming rate of infertility, leaving the human race with an uncertain future – when the film opens, international news reports that the world’s youngest person has died at 18. Theo (Clive Owen), a former activist now working as an autonomous bureaucrat, has just heard this news while on his way to work one morning. Soon, however, Theo is confronted by his ex-wife (Julianne Moore) who offers him a mission of sorts: to assist in safely escorting a refugee named Kee (Clare-Hope Ashitey) through the country. Theo agrees, and as the journey begins, he realizes why this is such an important task: by blind luck or through some sort of miracle, Kee is pregnant.

Has Children of Men always been as popular as its been the past 2-3 years? While I remember hearing the title once in a while throughout the years, it wasn’t until recently that I began hearing about what a masterpiece this film is. Well, I finally got around to it, and while I’m not sure I’m completely in sympathy with the surrounding hype, this film was quite extraordinary. Within the first five minutes, the film perfectly establishes the world our protagonist lives in, which is extremely important for dystopian fiction like this. The performances across the board are all terrific – I especially loved Michael Caine as a pothead and ex-political cartoonist. On a technical level, this film is absolutely amazing, especially visually – Children of Men carries on with a tense documentary style. Granted, done plenty of times before, but the film is quite reserved in its editing, resulting in many impressive long-takes (this shines brightest in the film’s climactic sequence in the ruins).

But I cannot talk about Children of Men without bringing up one scene specifically – the “miracle cease-fire” scene. Hands down, this is one of the greatest movie scenes I’ve ever witnessed. My spine shivered, the hair on the back of my neck stood up, tears were shed…I couldn’t believe how powerful this was. All that said, this movie didn’t quite blow me away as much as I hoped it would – it’s commentary on immigration was a bit heavy-handed for my taste, I feel like the world wasn’t as fleshed out as it could have been, and it was over much too quickly (with almost 10 minutes of end credits to top it off). However, I’m more than willing to give this one a reevaluation in the future. We’ll see if it earns a 4 then.


Cloud Atlas (2012)

Directed by Tom Tykwer, Andy and Lana Wachowski

* * * ½

Cloud Atlas spans six eras, six regions, six stories. 1849; an ailing American lawyer (Jim Sturgess) ensures the welfare of an enslaved black man during a sea voyage through the Chatham Islands. 1936; a closeted homosexual (Ben Wishaw) with a keen vision for music works as an amanuensis for an aging and difficult composer. 1973; a journalist (Halle Berry) is on the trail of uncovering the sinister inner workings of a controversial nuclear reactor. 2012; a well-humored publisher finds himself in trouble with gangsters whom he owes money. 2144; an artificial person (Doona Bae) is on the run from the human race that enslaved her. Finally, 2311; in a post-apocalyptic Hawaii, a local tribesman (Tom Hanks) assists an outsider on a dangerous voyage. Though seemingly unrelated, each of these stories are woven together by some sort of past relic or act of another.

Here is one hell of a juggling-act of the film. On top of the uber-expansive timeline, each story also has its own unique tone, whether it be drama, mystery, adventure, thriller, or even comedy. Additionally, these stories don’t simply go from one to the next; each story is unfolded from one fragment to the next, interspersed with parts of another story. And guess what; Cloud Atlas pulls it off flawlessly. This has a reputation of being a confounding film, but I disagree: it knows which pieces belong where, not to mention it is perfectly paced (it did not feel like 3 hours). With excellent production design (costumes and make-up, especially) and stellar performances across the board, Cloud Atlas really surprised me in just how well it achieved its dangerously ambitious goal.

Cloud Atlas is also quite thought provoking, its theme being that we all play a significant part in the development of time and place, no matter how small or passive it may be. Though this is achieved for the most part, it still feels somewhat cheapened from time to time when it gets a little too contrived, especially in the climactic moments of the chapters – for such a one-of-a-kind movie, certain moments feel like something I’ve seen plenty of before. On a side note, the score is glaringly generic. Other than that, though, I will never forget this one. It’s a film that begs for a secondary watch, and I look forward to my next viewing.


Secret Honor (1984)

Directed by Robert Altman

* * * *

Less a biopic than an interpretation of the inner-workings of one of America’s most controversial presidents (the film is, by its own admittance, a work of fiction), Philip Baker Hall takes on the role of Richard Nixon. He walks into his private study, equipped with a tape recorder, a microphone, a revolver, and the weight of disgrace to make sense of. He turns the recorder on (after a hilarious struggle to get the damn thing working) and begins talking, and we do nothing but watch and listen as Nixon monologues for ninety minutes, sputtering with almost manic shifts in tone – one minute, he is good humored; next minute, he is in an abyss of madness.  Secret Honor is based on a play by Donald Freed and Arnold M. Stone, and this is undoubtedly a play in film form – we never leave the confines of Nixon’s study, and the only character in the film is Nixon. This idea may put some off, but this is cinematic simplicity at its finest and most effective. The power of Secret Honor weighs heavily on the shoulders of Philip Baker Hall, and he absolutely nails it. It is a performance of simultaneous rage and sympathy, just like the film itself.

The tagline for the film reads “Anyone can be the president” – this is the key to Secret Honor’s transcendent power. Though the film is about Nixon during the fallout of his presidency, it is still a very relevant film. Nixon nervously paces throughout his study, under the pressure of the portraits of greater Americans that stare him down. He rambles on like a madman, so much so that one might forget that this man was once in charge of our country – and, indeed, he was. Whose fault is it? His own? The voters? This is the kind of film that is sure to generate great debate amongst its viewers. I must admit, that following every detail of the monologue is a little difficult (I’m also still taking everything in), but I was never lost or bored. This is an extraordinary film, and one of the most overlooked gems of the 1980s.


Silver Linings Playbook (2012)

Directed by David O. Russell

* * * ½

Recently released from treatment in a mental facility, Pat (Bradley Cooper) returns to the real world. Moving back in with his indifferent mother (Jackie Weaver) and obsessive-compulsive father (Robert De Niro), a superstitiously religious Philadelphia Eagles fan, Pat is ready to hit the ground running, his sights set on getting his old teaching job back and, most importantly, win back the love of his ex-wife, Nikki (Brea Bee). Unfortunately, this is virtually impossible, as Nikki has a restraining order against him. Maybe a bit delusional, but this doesn’t get Pat down as he sticks to his plan. But then he meets Tiffany (Jennifer Lawrence), a high-strung woman who also deals with mental illness. Though Pat has no intentions of starting a new romance with her, the two share a strange yet charming friendship.

There’s a bittersweet and indescribable bond that those with any kind of mental illness share, and Silver Linings Playbook is one of the most accurate depictions of this bond I’ve seen yet, which is best manifested in a scene where Tiffany and Pat share their experiences with various psychiatric medications (this made me tear up in just how accurate this is). All of the material in this movie makes for great dark comedy, the kind where you don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Most of the time, it works wonders. Like the characters in the film, it has a kinetic energy to it and you never, ever know where a scene is going to go – I couldn’t help but feel that the late great Cassavetes would be proud.

I’ve never been sure how I feel about Bradley Cooper as an actor. In turn, I don’t know if this was a good role for him. That said, he still gets the job done – in fact, everybody does. Still, Silver Linings Playbook still has a few things that are quite irksome for me. I’ve always been quite particular about the use of music in film – you’d be surprised how many volumes a scene can speak for itself without a score or soundtrack, but those volumes are somewhat silenced by the soundtrack here. Additionally, I wasn’t too big on how the film ended. We all know that the two are going to fall in love, but considering just how crazy their relationship is, it ends on a pretty conventional note that feels rather lazy. Still, I can’t deny that I was quite taken by this film in spite if its shortcomings.

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