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  • Nostalgia only goes so far

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    Grindhouse  (2007)

    Both films are fun, exciting, and enjoyable. They pay decent homage to their schlocky forbearers with "Planet Terror" being the most well-rounded of the double feature. "Death Proof" is great, in parts, but Tarantino's dialogue for his female characters lacks the impact or snazz of Resevoir Dogs or even Kill Bill Vol. 2. Sure he's trying to make a B movie just like "They call her One Eye" or "Detroit 9000", but his characters, except for Kurt Russell as Stuntman Mike, are so boring, so thinly drawn that it seems like poor imitation of his earlier work.

    Rodriguez, on the other hand creates some of the most fun and badass characters of his career especially with Dakota and Doc Block. His film is more rooted in the 80's gorefests that the Grindhouse era though. Not to mention Tarantino's cameo destroys Planet Terror for me, maybe that's the point though. But please Quentin, stop acting.

    Bottom line; Zoe Bell is awesome as herself, and Death proof is fun with some awesome car chases. It's the ridiculous dialogue that spews from Tarantino's chatracters mouths that kills the film. Planet Terror is a gore fest romp that loses its way at the end. The best part of Grindhouse though, are the faux trailers, except for Rob Zombie's that is. 


  • bloated, ridiculous, predictable

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    Gladiator  (2000)

    I have absolutely no idea why this film won an Oscar. It does feature some beautiful imagery and camera work. Aside from a wonderful opening piece in the snow shrouded forests of Gaul it has to be the most hackneyed ancient-era actioner besides Alexander.

      Every cliche base is covered. Maximus (even the names are a joke), the King's confidant is a threat to the Commodus so he is exiled and sent to the ass end of the empire. Where, amazement beyond amazement, his military prowess leads him back to Rome via  a convenient slave/gladiator social commentary piece to fight in the Colosseum. 

    This is where it gets totally ridiculous. The Emperor fighting in the Arena with a gladiator, wven one whose lineage and fame is as high as Maximus'? Laughable, simply laughable. 


  • Cronenberg: old meets new

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    A Hostory of Violence is Cronenberg's best film in his new direction of internal exploration. Often known for his "body horror" phase i.e. Videodrome, The Fly, The Brood; A History of Violence is a lot closer in tone to his more recent Spider, an underrated gem.

    The film works on a surface level as an identity crisis revenge film subplanted into an idyllic American milieu. Scratch the surface and you will find a dissection of the heart of American society. At times tortously violent and brutal, Tom Stall is a man trying desperately to cleanse himself of his past. I could go into a metaphor about his inner turmoil representing the American identity crisis but that seems too on the nose. 

    A History of Violence is a story about the allure of strength and the desire for a calm life. After all,  Stall's wife is at once repulsed and attracted to her husband's dark secret. In the end we must all live with the duality of human nature. We are capable of extreme brutality, but great warmth as well.  


  • A piercing voice from Japan

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    Tokyo Trash Baby  (2000)

    Ryuichi Hiroki is one of a handful of Japanese filmmakers who are delivering something refreshingly unique to cinema while continuing their native soil's long history of cinema excellence.

    Tokyo Trash Baby is a film about built up expectations and loneliness. Set in the dense Tokyo Jungle, Miyuki is a quiet cafe hostess who becomes obsessed with her rock musician neighbor. Through her obsessive collecting of the fragments of his used life (trash) she creates, and falls in love with her imagined image of her dream boyfriend. Time and again she rejects the flirtations of a persistant salaryman patron. Choosing instead her love affair of distance.

    Hiroki develops Miyuki patiently. Her attampts to involve herself with Yoshinori never move into creepness, though they border it. She is clearly a shy and off kilter girl, but our sympathies never transfer to Yoshinori. It's a quiet and sweet movie. Great to watch with a bipolar, or OCD loved one.


  • They Came Back

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    They Came Back  (2004)

    They Came Back is, without a doubt, the most interesting zombie film since Dawn of the Dead. Much more innovative with its material than 28 Days Later, though its not really fair to compare the two. The dead have returned, but not as horrid, rotting corpses, and not to feast upon the flesh of the living. They've returned to claim their old lives, jobs, and relationships, to return to society, or so it seems.

    Centered in a non-descript French town the film opens with the parade of idyllic dead lumbering down the central thoroughfare. They apppear clean, and neatly dressed, our ideal image of our lost loved ones. Their skin suffers from a slightly sick palor, and is strangely beatific. At first these 'returnees' seem only slightly slow in their reintegration, something most of the townspeople are eager to help them accomplish. It's hard to imagine your wife, child, mother, returning to pick up where they left off. Are they asking too much? Have they the right to their old lives? To its credit the city, in typical French fashion, sets up a refugee center where the 'returnees' are cataloged, and family contact initiated. Through the experiences of three of the 'returnees' and their respective families we see the emotional turmoil this situation is causing.

    The primary focus is on Matthieu, a 30 something engineer whose relationship with Rachel was cut short by a car accident. At first reluctant, Rachel eventually welcomes Matthieu back into her life, and bed. Partially out of love, and partially out of guilt for the death she deems as her fault, she attempts restart their life together. This is not unlike the relationship of Kelvin to his own 'visitor', his dead wife, in the Tarkovsky film "Solaris". Like Kelvin, Rachel tries to block out the outside world, here embodied by the interest and concern of one of the 'returnee' center doctors. She just wants to get back to the life she had, or at least try to. Ultimately the nature of Matthieu makes it impossible to do so. As much as she would like to ignore the fact that he never sleeps, and seems to be always in a state of blankness, she cannot. The rest of the town begins to notice these differences too, and soon some nefarious doings are discovered.

    Interesting things begin to be noticed by the local committee set up to help with the reintegration. For one, the 'returnees' seem to travel a distance of 9 miles every day. They also are noticed to congregate as if meeting, and thereby plotting with one another. What's more, they appear to be incapable of creating or relating to new experiences and memories. They appear to operate on vague remeberances of similar situations. This aspect of the film is laid out very well, and one would expect it to pay off with a consequence more befitting the genre. While we do get some nice scenes of a more sinister nature on the part of the psuedo-zombies, this serves to raise questions that the film never really answers. It's as if it can't decide where to go with itself and only half-develops this sub-plot. We are never told why they are meeting, or why they become more anti-social as time goes on. The film leaves us to draw our own conclusions on these matters. Perhaps they've remembered enough and now long for the grave. Maybe they understand where they truly belong.

    In the end, it's more a meditation on grief, and mourning than a zombie movie. While the movie draws heavily from the genre expectations, it's core is much closer to Solaris, a film about what it means to be alive. We can then see They Came Back as a complimentary piece, a movie about what it means to be dead, not so much for the effect of death on the individual, but the effect of the death on the survivors.

    I've seen this film described as a comedy, and I really don't get that. I think the tendency of some viewers who aren't used to the Gallic sensibilities, to read into it humor is misguided. The movie is very, very somber, with a beautiful score to match. It broaches its subject with a quiet eeriness that is anything but hilarious.


  • Dead Man

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    Dead Man  (1995)

    The post-modern Western that was originally passed over by almost all US critics including Roger Ebert, Dead Man, served as a defining film in Jim Jarmusch's career and is one of the best American films, let alone independent films, of the last 30 years.

    The story of Johnny Depp's William Blake is the story of a doomed man. Traveling to the town of Machine from Cleveland on the promise of a job as an accountant at the Dickinson Metal Works, Blake is confronted with a changing cast of characters as his train moves farther West. Instead of the typical imagery of a more free-spirited, and rustic cadre, the train's passengers become increasingly barbaric, and demonic to Blake's eyes as he awakes successively to finds himself surrounded more and more with a world he is unfamiliar with.

    Once in Machine he is confronted by an ever more horrendous display of debauchery and depravity. Whores conduct business in alleys, horses piss in the street, and the town is saturated with an overall sense of decay and doom. Truly Blake has entered hell. Jarmusch's west is not a place of noble frontiersmen hacking their fortune out of the rough hewn wilderness. It is a place enveloped in the darker realities of the forging of America. A place where the mindless slaughter of buffalo by the millions, and the systematic destruction of Native cultures is on full display. Machine is a place where the ghastly horror of the white man is at its peak.

    After finding his job given to someone else, Blake is forced to flee the town having killed the son of the Metal Works owner in self defense. After a night's ride, he awakens to find Nobody, a mixed Native, attempting to dig the bullet he received in the shootout from his chest. To no avail, Nobody declares Blake a dead man, saying that it is only a matter of time until the bullet kills him. At this point Blake's life is effectively over. All that is left is for him to make the mental journey to acceptance of his imminent demise. A journey that is paralled in he and Nobody's journey together. although they are from disparate and warring societies, each of them is also an outcast. Each not understanding the other, they nonetheless are now bound.

    Jarmusch paints nobody as a Native American whose parents are from opposing tribes. Born out of a kind of Romero and Juliet love, he is rejected by both tribes. captured as a young man, and taken to Europe as some sort of curio, Nobody discovers the writings of the poet William Blake. Convinced that this Blake he comes upon in the wilds and the British poet are one in the same, Nobody takes it upon himself to return Blake to the ethereal spirit plain of which he and his poetry were born. This manifests itself in a journey into the Pacific Northwest where Nobody intends to make contact with the Makah tribe and send Blake across the mirror sea in a ritualistic funeral ceremony. What's really profound about Dead Man is Jarmusch's creation of a complex, realistic Native American character in Nobody. While not exactly telling the story from his point of view, the inclusion of this character that is deeply rooted in authenticity is a new concept for the American Western. This proved to be one of the major griping points for critics at the time of the film's release who found Nobody's action incongruous with the both the idea of a noble innocent savage, and the more stereotypical wild Indian. This portrait highlights the fact that Native Americans continue to be the most maligned ethnicity in our society. So much so that the very idea of a complicated Native character, or the idea of a Native American audience that would appreciate such a character, is completely alien.

    Blake's journey towards his death becomes a road movie quite unlike Jarmusch's more palatable 'Stranger than Paradise' and' Down by Law'. Dead Man prefigures 'Ghost Dog' in its style, but stands singular as Jarmusch's greatest film achievement to date. A beautiful black and white opus, with a stellar cast, and amazingly minimalist, improvised score courtesy of Neil Young, this movie will not be appreciated by everyone. Those who do give in to its dreamlike narrative will find a modern classic.

     

 

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