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  • 13 Tzameti

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    13 Tzameti  (2005)

        How do you extend the tension of a Russian roulette scene (The Deer Hunter) so that is sustained throughout an entire film, turn the act into a gambling event for rich nefarious crime lords. 13 initial players, an unlucky group of desperate men, probably owing their gangland sponsors immensely, form a circle around a single light bulb. Each has a bullet in their gun, barrel pointed at the man in front, cylinder spun. When the bulb lights up, each man pulls the trigger. Like Highlander, in 13 Tzameti, there can be only 1! As the number of bullets in the cylinder rises, and the corpses fall, 22 year old Sebastian (Georges Babluani), Number 13, comes closer and closer to surviving the nightmare of his life.
        Director Gela Babluani creates with Sebastian, a poor immigrant. Working on small handyman projects is his way of contributing to his brother’s family, but they cannot seem to get ahead. Babluani‘s choice of class status for Sebastian is politically relevant in the wake of the immigrant youth riots that swept France just a couple of years ago. These riots directly led to the election of now French president Nikolas Sarkozy and the political career suicide of Dominic DeVillepin. It isn’t clear if Babluani is trying to make a direct statement about the current state of French social disharmony, but using it as a backdrop is an extremely wise economical way to develop Sebastian’s character. We immediately understand that he doesn’t have many options in his new home.
        While working at a beachside manor house Sebastian learns that his employer not only is a rabid junkie, but is also flat broke. The junkie’s plan to participate in the vicious game of chance, a way for him to bankroll not only his habit but his lifestyle, becomes Sebastian’s new road to fortune when the frail man Overdoses in the tub. Of course Sebastian did not overhear all the details, and his interception of the basic instructions on how to get to the game is all he knows. This is where the political setting of the film comes into play. Once Sebastian learns just what is in store for him, it becomes easier to believe that he might actually go through with it if you understand what he has to go back to. Namely nothing. This isn’t to say that Sebastian is either stupid or emotionally dead. He knows the risks, the rewards, and he experiences each terrifying moment of the film viscerally. And through him, Babluani makes sure we do too.
        The plot construction lends itself perfectly to a low budget film. Like Christopher Nolan’s Following, or Darren Aronofsky’s Pi, Gela Babluani uses a clever idea, sparse set design and stark black and white cinematography to create a debut feature that stands out of the crowd. It really is a great formula for making a name for oneself on a limited budget.  If the majority of the film is an act of holding one’s breath, then the ending Babluani has crafted is a slow exhale, and not a gasp. 13 Tzameti may take a while to ratchet up top full speed but once it does there is no stopping it.

  • Clean

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    Clean  (2004)

    Clean treads the familiar path of junkie rock star redemption stories but outshines previous efforts on this theme through an exceptional performance by Maggie Cheung, and a realistic depiction of the unglamorous life of an independent musician.  Lee Hauser (James Johnston) is an aging performer who seems to be taking style cues from Nick Cave, Emily (Maggie Cheung) is his junkie wife who is blamed by all his friends for stalling his career. It’s a classic Yoko Ono set up, complete with Asian girlfriend.  Director Olivier Assayas uses this basic narrative to create an opportunity for Maggie Cheung, who he has worked with before on 1996’s Irma Vep, to build on the restrained, yet emotionally deep, characters she created for many of Wong Kar-Wai’s films.

    After Lee’s overdose and Emily’s imprisonment on related drug charges, she is released into an unwelcoming world of former business acquaintances and a plethora of Lee’s friends who blame her for his death. She drifts through the remnants of her former life in Paris, all the while emotionally handicapping herself with drugs. Friends desert her, former lovers toy with her desperate circumstance, and Lee’s famous friend (Tricky, playing himself) refuses to help in her attempt to reconnect with Lee’s family and her own son.

    Cheung lacks any explosive moments, but her carefully crafted portrait of a woman on the verge of giving up, yet always finding the resolve to carry forth, defines Clean. At every turn Emily is rebuked or humiliated. She doesn’t appear to immediately want to raise her son on her own. It isn’t as if she is looking to him to give her purpose, or to use him to get herself back on track. This is the core of the movie. This is where the familiar narrative ends. Assayas and Cheung have created, gasp, a truly complex female character who is both selfish and responsible.  For much of the film she seems content to continue the lifestyle that killed her husband and alienated her from almost everyone she knows. This is not a place for her son, and she knows it. Slowly, only as every other door closes on her, she begins to transform from within. With her options of a music career fading, she resigns herself to working in a department store selling “clothes for the active woman with a sense of quality and value”.  She takes on this job as both a last resort, and as a way to begin leading the clean life of the film’s title. It is only at this point, when she is ready to fully commit to totally changing her life, that new opportunities begin to appear. She isn’t just dropping the drugs, but her entire outlook. When she finally begins feeling the desire to be a mother it comes out of a very healthy place. Cheung gives us a sense that, if possible, she will do it right. It’s not to say that Emily will not struggle with the ghosts of her past, just that she will be strong enough to remain a positive force, not because of her son, but for him.

    Nick Nolte is pitch perfect as Albrecht Hauser the emotionally devastated father who is struggling to remain pragmatic. With his wife slowly fading away, and the business his son left undone piling up, he takes it upon himself to not only reintroduce Emily to her son, whom he has been caring for, but also allow her a window into a more stable life. The honest and forthright way he interacts with her, suspicious of her recent rehabilitation, yet hopeful for her salvation, defines his character. He is the only one in the entire film who treats her like a human being. He is being protective of Jay, his grandson, but he truly feels conflicted because his mother has a right to be with him. Everyone else in Emily’s life communicates with her as “Lee’s junkie wife”. Albrecht views her as “Jay’s mother”. He is so concerned with the welfare of his grandson that he is unwilling to give up on Emily without a fight. It isn’t that he is taking a personal interest in Emily, but in Jay. Albrecht is the only person that is giving Emily a way to remake herself. Her future with her son is totally dependent on her honesty with Albrecht, and thereby, with herself. In one pivotal scene between the two of them, her honesty is put to the test and it results in her rebirth as a decent person and mother. This sort of character is becoming Nolte’s calling card. He brings the same subdued presence to Clean that he demonstrated in the Polish brothers’ Northfork.

    For a film concerned with the environment of rock n’ roll, music must become a dominating element. From the ambient score of Brian Eno classics to the casting of actual bands and musicians to play themselves, Assayas works hard to bring a sense of believability to the film. The feeling that this is a working and sincere environment, is the platform that the fmaily melodrama is built on.  The multilingual, multinational nature of the world of Clean has also been previously explored in Assayas’ Demonlover, although to a less realistic effect. In both films the director is attempting to reflect the growing global nature of human existence. A life spent growing up in North America, traveling to Europe, working in Asia, digesting media and entertainment from the world over. This is becoming more commonplace everyday. Even the casting of world citizen Maggie Cheung is a tool the director is using to explore this theme. In Demonlover these ideas are well fleshed out, but since the film seethes with a “near future” atmosphere it carries less impact. The idea of one global culture with people speaking many languages still seems a sci-fi dream on the level of Michael Winterbottom’s Code 46. With Clean, however, this idea seems not only possible, but very real and immediate. For those of us not living in Europe, it can be hard to imagine Emily as a globe trotting everywoman, yet this type of life does exist.

    Clean emerges as a creative blend of Olivier Assayas recent theme of global culture and a traditional family in crisis drama. These two elements are explored within the well constructed context of a lifestyle built around music. The clear vision and strong writing of Clean, together with a great performance from Cheung makes this more than your typical story about a rock n’ roll life gone awry. Although it retains some of its narrative familiarity it stands apart from similar movies.

  • Mulling over Asia

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        Today I received a few DVDs from Spout to review. Among them is Asia Argento's "the Heart is Deceitful Above All Things". I watched this before, quite some time ago. From what I remember I was not impressed. I will be watching it again for the review, but it got me thinking about Argento. Asia Argento is the grimier Sophia Coppola. Sure Francis made The Godfather but Dario Argento made Suspiria, Bird with the Crystal Plumage etc... I've never seen the first schlocky horror films Asia made in the US. From what I understand they are dreadful and do little more than show off her.... natural talents. Sometime in the past few years Argento remade herself into an NYC hipster. She also returned to her family roots by appearing in Romero's Land of the Dead. I've seen some of the press screenings from The Heart is Deceitful (seems Argento didn't even know JT Leroy was a hoax), and Argento tries her best to impress the gritty nature of the film on the reporters. I just don't think that she, as the daughter of a film legend and an Italian model growing up in privileged Europe, has anything to say about a neglected child and his white trash whore mother. The film, from my recollection, lacks anything beyond the frenetic pace and diseased tone of a meth high. Perhaps with the writer of the novel actually being an upper middle class married couple and Argento not having any personal background with the material is a blessing. It forms a duality, neither party fully understanding the world they're crafting.

  • Pusher times 3

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    Pusher  (1997)

    I recently watched the entire Pusher trilogy. I'm not sure if I'm ready review it. what can I say? It was very good. Not at all what i expected from Danish film, but then again, what do I know of Danish film besides Lars Von Trier. Refn has achieved something great with these films. Together they tell the story of one drug circle through 3 main characters who show up in each film through direct link or reference. I don't know. Is, "greatest drug film  I've seen since Goodfellas" too much? It's odd how a series of movies that show the utter hopelessness and futility of a life involed with drugs can make you want to do a shit ton of coke.

  • God Grew Tired of Us

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    By now everyone should be familiar with the genocide and civil war taking place in Sudan. The roots of the conflict stem from the era of Anglo colonization of the continent. As England retreated from its former colonial territories it merged separate ethnic communities into unnatural nations, much like Iraq. The wounds of ethnic struggles have erupted into the current wave of war and atrocities sweeping Sudan. One of the by-products of this new hostility are the so-called “Lost Boys”. 27’000 young men fled the country en masse, navigating open savanna, desert, and the wilds of Africa. They found refuge in makeshift tent cities littered throughout Kenya and as far south as Johannesburg.

    God Grew Tired of Us follows the progress of three lost boys; Daniel, Panther and John, from a refugee camp in Kenya as they attempt to integrate themselves into the American Dream. At every turn they are overwhelmed by new sights and experiences, and are always wistful for the home they may never go back to.

    The filmmakers take care to let the “Lost Boys” speak in their own voice. They relate the horrors of what they endured and experienced in a matter of fact way, letting the truth of everything carry the impact of their story. The youths come across as strengthened by their ordeal. Having survived the worst they are hopeful about their future, and just a bit nervous. Some of the greatest moments in the film come from their naïve innocence as they talk about moving to Philadelphia, the capital city in the nation of Pennsylvania, and question the filmmakers about the details of a shower.

    The one drawback of the film is the consistently nagging narration of Nicole Kidman. I understand that she has made it her personal celebrity mission to call attention to this crisis, and I commend her for it, but it’s also an act of self-importance. I assume since she subjected us to the wretched film The Interpreter, which covers some of the political issues surrounding the genocide in Sudan, she feels she is now an authority on the subject. Her tone comes of as a scolding mum, rather than a scholar seeking to educate. Perhaps, we should be scolded for basically ignoring one the greatest atrocities since the holocaust, but no one deserves to be scolded by Nicole Kidman. Luckily she doesn’t totally coat the film with her acidic vocalizations.

    God Grew Tired of Us is engaging, enlightening, and entertaining. It flows naturally from laughs generated by Daniel mashing Ritz crackers with a hammer and mixing it with milk to make himself dinner to the deep emotional territory of his homesick laments. This mix of ups and downs draws you into the film until the central message reverberates within. We in the West have the ability through economic clout and military might to end the horrors in Sudan. That we don’t is a sign of our lack of political will. If this film doesn’t inspire self-reflection and shame you must truly be heartless.


  • An Unreasonable Man

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    I’ve always found the idea that Ralph Nader cost the Democrats the white house in 2000 to be especially repugnant and naïve. If the Democratic Party couldn’t muster a solid win against George W Bush it can only blame itself. At the risk of beginning a long and troubled rant on modern politics I’ll turn my attention to the film that endeavors to shed light on one of the most influential Americans of the last half century.

    From his work as a pioneering consumer advocate for automobile safety to his push for a political reawakening, An Unreasonable Man uses stock footage, new interviews, and classic Nader quips to create a compelling and informative documentary akin to Errol Morris’ The Fog of War. The film tries very hard to follow the structure of Morris’ best work, but it throws so many talking heads at you that it soon begins to blur. The overly dramatic music doesn’t help either. At times the music dominates interviews and overwhelms some very interesting pieces of information, coloring them so heavily that any subtlety is lost. The effect is that the viewer is not invited to draw their own conclusions. With cheesy animation and unrelenting voiceover the film jumps from point to point ramming them home without a moment for seriousness of topics to settle in.

    Structuring anomalies aside, An Unreasonable Man features interviews with Nader and some of the best political minds alive. What emerges is a portrait of a man with a clear moral center, and the determination to hold others accountable. As the decades and personal crusades tick by, Nader’s image grows with his ego. Rightly so, many would say, because he has been instrumental in helping to organize generations of environmentally conscious voters.

    Today Ralph Nader is remembered as an electoral curio that some hold responsible for everything from Bush’s win to the war in Iraq. This film illuminates the past of a man who fought for automobile safety, worked to reform the Federal Trade Commission, and became our greatest consumer advocate. An Unreasonable Man does an excellent job as a biographic documentary. While it isn’t as engaging as some of the best films in this genre, it is nonetheless fascinating. Its power to enthrall comes entirely from the life of its subject.


 

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