Sunday, 31 March 2019

The Mule


2018’s The Mule, directed by Clint Eastwood.

Starring Clint Eastwood, Dianne Wiest, Alison Eastwood, Taissa Farmiga, Ignacio Serricchio, Andy Garcia, Bradley Cooper, Michael Peña, Lawrence Fishburne, and Clifton Collins, Jr.

What is it about?

The Mule is the present day tale of a Illinois based war veteran horticulturalist, Earl Stone (Clint Eastwood), who with a failing business and a home about to be foreclosed, decides on a lark to transport narcotics for a Mexican cartel. It gives him a chance to get his bearings back under him, and to reconnect with his estranged family. His ex-wife, Mary (Dianne Wiest), daughter Iris (Alison Eastwood), and grand daughter, Ginny (Taissa Farmiga), all starve for his attention. With the cartel, headed by Laton (Andy Garcia), taking notice of his work ethic, as well as DEA agents, Colin Bates (Bradley Cooper) and Trevino (Michael Peña), will Stone be able to spend time doing what he cares about, or be forced to atone for his sins?


Why is it worth seeing?

Clint Eastwood has had one of the most interesting careers in Hollywood. Achieving fame as “The man with no name” in a series of spaghetti westerns, he eventually started doing everything (directing, writing, producing, composing)… about anything. From stories as diverse as biopics about musicians, to kidnapping criminals on the road, to gothic noirs, to underdog female boxers, to military snipers, there are few subjects that he won’t touch. At times maligned for his political views (falling on the side of the hard right), artistically he has a seriously lefty disposition towards hard luck losers who always get an A for effort. The Mule is the 37th feature length film that the 89 year old has directed, and the true story’s quality falls somewhere in the middle of his impressive filmography.


Similar to Gran Torino and Millionaire Dollar Baby, Eastwood plays a man who’s intentions are good, but hopelessly out of touch with present day society. With grizzled intonations about how much the internet sucks and bemusement at how black people don’t like being called negroes, he’s trapped in a time machine that functions in real time but he is hopeless to catch up with. But instead of fizzling away to obscurity, everybody he touches has a way of relating to him, of liking the artful dodger. It’s remarkable to see, how this man who threw away his family life so he could become an icon of horticulture, so carelessly figures transporting narcotics is his ticket back into success. It really doesn’t figure into the humility of the character.


Not that we don’t understand his plight- his house is being foreclosed and his lifelong passion is a financial failure. With the US continuing their perpetually destructive war on drugs (and thus creating an insanely profitable black market)- it’s his ticket back to respectability. But even the cartel (and Garcia’s family head), so typically foundationally ruthless in their quest to dominate, just can’t get over the ol’ guy who is such a straight talker and focuses on what really matters. It’s more than a little odd, from the auteur who never met a first take he didn’t like.


Once you get past how odd the character is, orbiting around Eastwood, we see Cooper, Peña, Fishburne, Wiest, really everyone, all putting in Eastwood performances- efficient and to the point. They anchor the film for when inevitable reality sets in, giving the eventual climax a fair amount of meaning. If you ignore how you get there, it’s a heartfelt and patient journey. I guess narcotics aren’t the only thing the old guy tows in his pickup.

Rating:

3.5/5



Saturday, 30 March 2019

Captain Marvel


2019’s Captain Marvel, directed by Anna Boden and Ryan Fleck.

Starring Brie Larson, Samuel L. Jackson, Ben Mendelsohn, Jude Law, Clark Gregg, Annette Benning,  Lashana Lynch, Djimon Hounsou, Gemma Chan, Algenis Perez Soto, and Lee Pace.

What is it about?

Captain Marvel is the origin story of Marvel’s 1990’s based super heroine. We first meet Marvel (Brie Larson), living on the alien Kree race’s planet of Hala. Mentored by Yon-Rogg (Jude Law), they belong to a super soldier collective united in their war against the shape shifting Skrulls. Suffering from amnesia, Marvel is haunted by visions of a past that she does not understand. Marvel is kidnapped by the Skrulls’ head leader, Talos (Ben Mendelsohn), but escapes to earth. While continuing to battle with the Skrulls, she runs into S.H.I.E.L.D. agents Nick Fury (Samuel L. Jackson) and Phil Coulson (Clark Gregg). With their help, she can attempt to learn about her past- where she comes from, whom she should fight for, and the full extent of her mysterious powers.

Why is it worth seeing?

The 21st film in the Marvel Cinematic Universe (MCU), Captain Marvel is the origin story of the first female lead for Marvel’s team of super heroes. With its setting of 1995, it’s also an origin story of sorts for Nick Fury (and Agent Coulson). While Marvel’s attempts to explain the Captain we saw a teasing of in Avengers: Infinity War is meant to stoke excitement for Avengers: Endgame, it forgets to get us excited about the Captain Marvel we’re seeing.


I’m typically wowed at the consistency of the MCU- rarely home runs, but also rarely strike outs. They’re pretty good at origin stories too. That’s why Marvel is so disappointing. It’s certainly not Brie Larson’s fault (yet another casting coup from the MCU)- it’s her character that’s lacking. Oh, she doesn’t want for spunk, ass kicking, or unparalleled powers (a welcome change from a MCU that has a surprisingly high amount of characters who don’t actually have super powers). It’s just finding out where it all comes from, that elusive emotional geography, lost amongst facial smoothing and Blockbuster Video. Incidentally, the character that has all of that mojo, is Ben Mendelsohn’s sympathetic alien. He comes from a realistic place, has people he cares for that we can see, and changes his arc throughout the movie.


Larson’s Marvel doesn’t really have an arc. She basically starts out a superhero, and then dials it up to 11. There’s reasons for it- but we never really find out why she wakes up in the morning- or felt like enlisting in the military. It’s almost like the army of writers who collaborated on this project were more interested in showing us how Nick Fury loses his eye, than the more substantial journeys that Tony Stark and Steve Rogers took to their respective places on the Avengers team. It even features a cat that is much less interesting than another companion piece in the MCU that features a raccoon.
As noted, the film takes place in the 1990’s. That’s not illegal, but it feels like an awfully arbitrary attempt to have the setting stand out as much as the characters. With none of the musical needle drops really working as well as they could/should, what makes the attempt to jump around in pop culture all the more disposable is the knowledge that Marvel doesn’t know and hasn’t experienced any of that culture. In fact, it’s Peter’s Quill’s connection to his tunes that makes the soundtrack to Guardiansof the Galaxy so successful. It’s for Marvel where everybody gets to play a game of Where’s Waldo-  I too, remember when custom contact lenses and NIN T-shirts were considered cool.


Captain Marvel is the ultimate in girl power, features solid performances, shows a younger side to the agents that go on to start the Avengers Initiative, and has the usual Marvel style that makes (almost) everything that they do palatable. It just would have been nice if it had served as anything more than a corporate rest stop on the way to the next MCU super event.


Rating:

3/5



Friday, 29 March 2019

The Dirt


2019’s The Dirt, directed by Jeff Tremaine.

Starring Colson Baker, Douglas Booth, Daniel Webber, Iwan Rheon, David Costabile, Rebekah Graf, Tony Cavalero, Kathryn Morris, Pete Davidson, and Kamryn Ragsdale.

What is it about?

The Dirt is the authorized biopic about the rock band, Mötley Crüe. Comprised of singer Vince Neil (Daniel Webber), drummer Tommy Lee (Colson Baker), Bassist Nikki Six (Douglas Booth), and guitarist Mick Mars (Iwan Rheon), the band became as renowned for their outrageous lifestyles as for their 1980’s brand of music. Hounded to keep pumping out the jams by their manager, Doc McGhee (David Costabile), and Elektra music executive Tom Zutaut (Pete Davidson), the band’s mantra of never letting the good times stop becomes their rallying cry.


Why is it worth seeing?

Based off of the band’s autobiographical 2001 book, The Dirt: Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band, director Jeff Tremaine assembles a cast that does its damnedest to highlight the infamous band’s go for broke lifestyle- and little else. Opportunities to make anything more than an (incomplete) time capsule dedicated to the band bragging about their excess are eschewed, for montages of the good times. For a band devoid of present day relevance, they punt on letting us know literally anything about them in this millennium.


What’s perhaps revealing about the amount of time that the film’s script sat in Development Hell, is the story's lack of resolution. Renowned pick up artist, Neil Strauss, cowrote with the band the original novel, and screenwriter, Rich Wilkes (of Airheads and The Jerky Boys fame), spend the entire film detailing how the band came together, and how much they enjoy playing music- but not as much as ingesting substances and having sex. They’re the congealed wet dream of any arrested development frat boy. Tremaine showcases how “the gang” have no regard for the good times ever stopping, before the entire production shuts down in favour of “and they all lived happily ever after”. Is it asking too much to see how the band members matured? Maybe they never did.


Can I tell you a little secret? Although at times I find the archetype of hair metal comically ridiculous, generally I can’t stand this band and the era it represents. However, I was hopeful that I would be able to learn something more about the band, maybe generate some respect for them as musicians- and perhaps even as people? The film has a promising start to it, and it’s because the individual band members have interesting lives (something Bohemian Rhapsody would have benefited from showing), that no doubt would be captivating to learn about. But the film won’t germinate the seeds it plants- it’d rather show a party that climaxes with female ejaculation- Whoa dude!


Body fluids out of the way, the characters are worth investigating, and it’s frustrating how the film refuses to let us get to know them, other than flashbacks that the band feels enables them to be justified in their teenage inspired antics. The scene of a member’s behaviour killing another musical colleague, of a rock star snorting ants and licking urine, and of indiscriminately shagging groupies and other band members’ fiancees, are prioritized over such questions as: what were some of the resolutions Vince Neil pursued after his 4 year old daughter died of cancer? Did Tommy Lee ever remarry (we all know that one)? Did Nikki Six ever reconcile with his mother and welcome in his extended family? All of these questions (and more) are shoved aside as the band gets back together- not so much a spoiler as it is the film’s explanation for resolution- in its eyes, the film basically ends in the mid-90’s, curious for a band that to this day is interested in being relevant.


But it’s tough staying relevant, when all you want to do is brag about how fucked up you used to get. The biographers don’t help their causes when they trivialize and even ridicule their attempts to get sober. Anybody who’s ever dealt with addiction will tell you that it is indeed grueling trying to stay sober, especially when temptation (Dr. Feelgood?) is around every corner- but that it’s a worthy pursuit. Not to this gang. Boring! Its quest to be irreverent towards “the squares” takes priority, a characteristic mostly associated with teenagers.
Lacking filmmaking panache and any kind of mature authenticity, The Dirt focuses cynically on getting fans to engage in Reagan era nostalgia, but true fans won’t find much new to learn, and casual fans likely won’t be that inspired- at best perhaps the band can sell some more posters to go on college dorm walls.


Rating:

2.5/5



Thursday, 7 March 2019

Top 10 Movies of the Year- 2018


2018 was as strong a movie year as ever. Despite the Academy Awards’ efforts to diminish the year by not nominating deserving films (see below), and championing films that didn’t deserve to be championed, films of immediacy, mystery, and lunacy lingered amongst the beautiful and the comical. While streaming services and people’s interests in never leaving their homes continued to grow in popularity, if one looked they could find greatness in all corners of the movie going world. Here’s some of the favourites (with honourable mentions) that I was able to discover this year:


10. The Ballad of Buster Scruggs

The national treasures the Coen Brothers return to favourite lists of the year yet again, this time with their six episode ode to the Wild West. At first blush, it’s easy to say that it’s unusual for them to get away from the bread and butter of a single story narrative (although their short in Paris, je t’aime was memorably awesome), but if you take a step back, the collection of shorts cover familiar territory for them. Merging deadpan black humour, boisterous musical numbers, interesting characters, and their unique trademark snappy dialogue, it all comes together into a multi faceted meditation on death that is as difficult to shake off as a burr under your saddle.


9. Support The Girls

Writer/Director Andrew Bujalski’s tale of a day in the life of service workers at the world’s tackiest Hooters-like themed restaurant burrows into the margins to produce something that paints an accurate picture of the difficulty of getting by in contemporary America, but never wallows. His triumvirate of Regina Hall, Haley Lu Richardson, and Shayna McHayle have never been better as the manager and her 2 coworker/friends whom want to be the best versions of themselves- but aren’t always allowed. As full of sobering realities, as it is laughs (check out the Stephen Curry tattoo!), spontaneity, and hope.



8. Leave No Trace

Almost as a response to the difficulties of the characters in Support The Girls, Leave No Trace is a quietly powerful micro focus on 2 characters living off of (but never too far from) the grid. Director Debra Granik’s follow up to 2010’s incredible Winter’s Bone, is a patiently gentle whisper of a story about a war veteran Father (played by the reliable Ben Foster) whom is suffering from PTSD, and his teenage daughter (a great Thomasin McKenzie). Torn between looking after her father who needs to live in the wild in order to live with his demons, and exploring parts of society that she’s never experienced before, they have to come to an understanding that is a pleasure to arrive at. Based off of a true story, it’s a testament to the strength of gentleness and staying true to yourself.


7. Roma

The most beautiful movie of the year, Alfonso’s Cuaron’s masterful tribute to the housekeeper who raised him is an elegiac memorial to the past that despite taking place in 1970’s Mexico feels as vibrant as if it was taking place today. As critic Lindsay Zoladz points out,
director/producer/writer/cinematographer/editor Alfonso Cuaron proves himself as a unique phenomenon- the multi talented artist already established at the apex of his powers, drawing from his autobiographical for inspiration that less established artists typically tend to use. Teeming in every inch of the screen with inspiration and drudgery, political chaos and domesticity, and the personal amidst the political, Roma’s debut on Netflix was proof that arthouse films of soulful quality is something you can get from home as much as the multiplex.


6. The Rider

In a year teeming with overrated biopics, the most authentic movie of the year was writer/director Chloé Zhaoz’s true story about South Dakota cowboy Brady Jandreau’s struggles with giving up his rodeo lifestyle due to injury. With Brady, his family, and community members playing themselves in the Pine Ridge Reservation, there is a genuine sense of place that allows us to feel the beauty of its mid west setting, while being stung by the question of whether you can still chase your dreams. Far from being a buzz kill, The Rider’s delicate quiet and gentle characters let you draw your own conclusions as we are left to admire yet another spectacular sunset.


5. Game Night

The most entertaining movie of the year, directors John Francis Daley and Jonathan Goldstein, and writer Mark Perez, create a film that is almost as heavy on tension and thrills as it is laughs. Aping equal parts David Fincher and Judd Apatow, a group of competitive friends’ game night is taken to the next level of role playing authenticity, but quickly goes awry when things get too real in the form of kidnapping, witness protection murders, and gangsters. The supporting cast is excellent (watch for a scene stealing Jesse Pleamons as the lonely cop who lives next door and will do anything to get invited to the group’s gatherings), and set the stage for a reliably funny turn by Jason Bateman and a revelatory quirky performance by the delightful Rachel McAdams. Possibly the most rewatchable movie of the year, it’s a delight that sucks you in like a jet engine.



4. The Death of Stalin

Game Night’s mangled and black souled adopted orphan sibling, is director Armando Iannucci’s The Death of Stalin. Based off of events in 1953 Russia, when despot Joseph Stalin had a stroke, was briefly fine, and finally died- and the insane lengths his political underlings stooped to in order to take his place. Similar to Iannucci’s work on television’s Veep, and the film, In the Loop, he brings his trademark black hearted satirical lens and focuses it on the bewildering state of affairs for citizens living in a schizophrenic nightmare communist state, where kill lists were arbitrarily switched at the last minute, and the officials’ complete lack of concern for the citizenry and sanctity of government as they squabbled for power. Laugh too hard at the political slap stick theatre, and you’ll miss the directions the rope moves in the cabinet’s ceaseless tug of war. Refreshingly devoid of even trying to have Soviet accents (or subtitles), the stellar cast all speak in their native tongues, which is all the better for highlighting the callous indifference of its incompetent and ambitious leaders. Absolutely an acquired taste, it’s the funniest movie of the year.


3. Hereditary

Director Ari Astor’s debut horror film, focusing on the lives of a nuclear family that has some spectacular communication issues, was the year’s most visceral movie. After the family’s Grandmother matriarch passes, the mother of the family (a robbed of an Academy Award Best Actress nomination Toni Collette) struggles to come to grips with the family’s history and the role that she will play in trying to protect her family. Almost completely devoid of clichéd jump scares, Hereditary’s strength is its sadistic patience, as we slowly penetrate a family’s dysfunction, a la Ordinary People, before finally dropping us deep inside The Exorcist, to finally sledgehammer us into submission. Featuring one of the year’s more intense climaxes, some families just have demons they can’t escape.
                       

2. Annihilation

Writer/Director Alex Garland brings forth likely the most misunderstood and ambitious movie of the year, with his science fiction horror-drama. After scientist Natalie Portman’s soldier husband goes missing inside a growing alien bubble referred to as “The Shimmer”, Portman and a team of female scientists go in to explore and try to understand what is happening within the alien phenomenon. What they discover is a presence that evolves everything that it touches, creating phalanxes of questions- while explaining little. Intense, unique, strange, harrowing, inspirational, dark, and thoughtful, Annihilation offers something new with every viewing, but to understand why it’s one of the trippiest and funkiest science fiction films since 2001- you should give it at least one.


1. First Reformed

Writer/Director Paul Schrader’s ferocious take on the universal question of how to live spiritually in an effective way during the 21st century is as powerful as it is effective. The writer of such prestige misery bombs such as Taxi Driver and Affliction pulls no punches in portraying Ethan Hawke’s frustrated and wounded priest as a man who has no idea how to celebrate god when it feels like he cannot be found. Ethan Hawke gives a career best performance as a man of the cloth struggling to make way in a modern world that steals our young in exchange for fruitless wars and kowtows to corporations while the environment burns. While it may not be original (Robert Bresson’s Diary Of A Country Priest and Ingmar Bergman’s Winter Light have covered this subject matter before), it is memorably updated for our age. While hard hitting and asking existential questions that perhaps cannot be answered, it is far from being a slog, and at times it can even feel transcendental. Searing and unforgettable, there is clearly still work to do in religion’s role in making people’s lives more bearable. Sounds like film itself.


Honourable Mentions:

11. Burning
12. Unsane
13. A Star Is Born
14. Avengers: Infinity War
15. The Favourite
16. Spiderman: Into the Multiverse
17. Can You Forgive Me?
18. You Were Never Really Here
19. BlacKKKlansman
20. Upgrade

Sorry to Bother You, Private Life, A Simple Favour, If Beale Street Could Talk, Mission Impossible: Fallout, Tully, Ibiza, Mom and Dad, Black Panther, Compliance
(BCSFF), Cliché (BCSFF)

Tuesday, 5 March 2019

Mortal Engines


2018’s Mortal Engines, directed by Christian Rivers.

Starring Robert Sheehan, Hera Hilmar, Hugo Weaving, Jihae, Leila George, Ronan Raftery, Patrick Malahide, Caren Pistorius, and Stephen Lang.

What is it about?

Mortal Engines is a sci fi tale about an apocalyptic future, where after a planet killing war the dregs of humanity live in enormous city sized tanks that prey upon smaller portable villages for their resources. Humble historian Tom Natsworthy (Robert Sheehan) seeks to impress the Head of the Guild of Historians in London, Thaddeus Valentine (Hugo Weaving), but after Thaddeus’ cunning life is threatened by assassin Hester Shaw (Hera Hilmar), Tom and Hester end up on the run through a dystopian terrain, stalked by paternal hoarder zombies and steampunk scavengers. They join up with freedom fighter, Anna Fang (Jihae), and her resistance fighters to stop London’s march into “stationary” Asia. Matched against Valentine’s ruthlessness and (old) modern fighting technology, will they be able to stop London’s march through the Great Wall?

Why is it worth seeing?

As (half) described above, Mortal Engines’ plot is batshit crazy. It takes an intriguing idea (a sort of Mad Max with some potentially interesting metaphors about class warfare), but then refuses to stop introducing new characters and convoluted situations with their lives, all amidst a background of perpetually blurry CGI motion set pieces. In terms of going for broke, it’s difficult to not imagine typewriters, those historical artifacts that could have been featured in the film’s historical archives, spitting out steam as the film’s trio of writers (Peter Jackson, Fran Welsh, and Philippa Boyens) pounded out a cacophony of bullshit. Based off of the book by Philip Reeves, he has said that despite the changes the screenplay deviated from the original, that he was happy with the finished product- in other words he was happy to get paid. 
Look, I’m not lying about the Mystery Science Theatre 3000 vibes of the film. It really goes for the jugular, in terms of unintentional comedy and baffling editing amongst incoherent action and Young Adult moping. Lost in a sea of gargantuan machines and steam punk production designs that will remind some of Gilliam’s Brazil, is somebody, anybody, that we can identify with who actually makes sense. For Sheehan’s alleged protagonist character, he doesn’t fully understand just who he is and how to stop city sized tanks- until he inexplicably changes his jacket. We also are forced to try to sympathize with what is likely film’s first hoarder zombie POV flashback- proving that no matter how determined you are to murder your orphaned surrogate daughter for breaking a promise to become an android, that love can conquer all. Did I mention that the gang is rescued by Ruthio’s stunt double from Hook?


Inept, confusing, and difficult to describe (read the summary a couple of times), but always impressively crazy, Mortal Engines is a hilarious version of the most incompetent John Carter vehicle a studio could ever produce. In terms of critical and financial results, it under delivered and underwhelmed (44 on Metacritic)- a just result, but perhaps a little sad too. Remember when Peter Jackson projects couldn’t miss? Between this and the despondent Hobbit trilogy, it might be time for Peter to get some R and R back in New Zealand.


Rating:

3/5



Trailer: Click Here.