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  • "THE" movie about the French Resistance.

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    Army of Shadows  (1969)

    Jean Pierre Melville's "Army of Shadows" comes at a time when he was at the top of his game (Le Samourai). The movie combines his drery color palette and extraordinary sense of gallic masculine coolness into the ultimate statement on the French Resistance. He pulls no punches in his portrayl of the operators as cold and calculating at times. Amazing set pieces litter the film. It's a shame it took over 30 years for it to be distributed in the US.

  • Hard Candy

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    Hard Candy  (2006)

        Hard Candy can be summed up by its poster: a young nubile girl, dressed in a little red (riding) hoodie, stands in the center of a giant bear trap. The imagery of the prey turned predator could not be illustrated more succinctly. For an idea this simple you might expect Hard Candy to be a fairly shallow film, and while it never strays from its simplistic premise, it does deliver that premise with an intensity and ferocity that is maintained up until the credits roll.

        From the initial meeting between 14 year old temptress; Hailey, and 34 year old fashion photographer; Jeff, the film defines it’s tense nature. Even though the coffee shop chosen as neutral ground bustles with slight activity, no one notices this oddly paired couple.  Jeff plays his role of older seducer. He takes control of the conversation and makes use of the info he has gleamed from their online chats to dominate his prey. Surely throwing a young girl’s insecurities at her, to loosen her pants is no massive task. Still Jeff’s own insecurities leak out leaving openings for Hailey to exert a slight level of sexual dominance in this twisted mating ritual. Whether or not Jeff is truly insecure, or is intentionally leaving openings for Hailey isn’t clear. What is clear, however, is that she cannot be this naïve. Not with this film’s poster. So Haley is playing her role, just as Jeff is his. Throughout this initial exchange she allows Jeff to dominate, right up until they leave the shop under the pretense of some Goldfrapp bootlegs. Telling Jeff that “4 out of 5 doctors agree I’m insane” Hailey reveals herself to be more than she appears. True or not she isn’t merely a lonely teenage girl looking for a sexual tryst with an older man on the internet. That Jeff fails to pick up on this is no surprise. His social position over Hailey gives him immense confidence. Jeff might not notice the poster for a missing teen when he sits in front of it, but we do. We are reminded of just how dangerous these types of meetings have become in the world. It’s the type of sublime art direction that fills this film, and creates a believable environment for Jeff.

        When the film does find its place within Jeff’s home (there are only two locations: the coffee shop and Jeff’s house) the pictures of young nymphs shot by Jeff aren’t focused on, except by Hailey that is.  Her role as bait lets Jeff feel as if Hailey is insecure next to these images, allowing Jeff the opportunity he has been looking for. They coyly play the game of insecure girl who wants to be compared to Jeff’s subjects, and nervous photographer who is respectful of his subjects’ ages, and is reluctant to shoot young Hailey. As they sip vodka Hailey continues to pry at Jeff to take her picture. As she blares music to coincide with the photography she becomes the embodiment of youthful sluttiness. As Hailey writhes on the sofa Jeff becomes more demanding of his subject as he turns to full-blown photographer mode. It’s as if this is what all the flirting and talking has led up to, and now he’s in his element. Just as Jeff takes control, however, Hailey springs her trap. “You should be careful about drinking something you haven’t poured yourself. That goes for adults too.” Hailey, ever the deliverer of truth in this film, has just morphed into the wolf.
       Through the rest of the film Hailey layers one torture upon the other as she tries to get to the heart of Jeff. The gritty realism and sweat soaked ferocity of her succubus toyings are truly horrific and difficult to watch. Hailey’s bloodlust and Jeff’s pain builds identification and empathy with him. Even though it’s plain to see from their abrupt photography session that he is a pervert and a potentially dangerous one at that, it remains to be seen just how much of a pervert he really is. How far would his photo shoot have gone? As Hailey ratchets up the physical and mental games, we begin to learn, as she does, a bit of Jeff’s back-story. The film constantly trades pain for information, quick escapes for new captures, and blows for blows. This see-saw power structure is the real center of the film and without it Hard Candy could have been a 20 minute short. Still, it never feels unduly prolonged, and as the day wears on, and the characters become increasingly spent and exhausted, so does the audience.
        Hard Candy is an absolutely draining experience, partially because of the timeliness of its subject, but more because of the success of its style and structure. Everything about the film is designed to bring you into the room. Our own alliance with the characters is tested again and again as; Memento-like, pieces of the puzzle are slowly revealed. As it all comes into focus, and the subtle clues are read, the film begins to push towards its inescapable conclusion. Though it becomes apparent, quite early on, how it will all end, the pace never slacks. Indeed, what was once a simple story transforms into one of complexity as the characters develop. Revenge turns into righteous retribution. Hailey as disturbed young girl turns into Hailey as vigilante. Still she is never Charles Bronson. Hailey can be hurt, and is during her struggles with Jeff. This is not Kill Bill, a revenge movie that lacks any and all tension. The fact that there are openings for Jeff to fight back and escape, elevate Hard Candy beyond a simple MySpace revenge movie. The fact that he chooses not to, delivers the greatest clues of the entire film.

       If “Hard Candy” suffers it comes only in its last moments when the curtain is peeled away, and all mysteries revealed. The savage quality of the film is diminished in this reveal, yet it does pose one final question. Is Hailey real? Could she merely be a manifestation of Jeff’s guilty subconscious? The film works either way you answer that question, and many will never ask it to begin with. It does pose an interesting read of Hard Candy though, and leaves a little open to subjective interpretation in a film that tries its best to close that door completely.


  • Choking Man

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    Choking Man  (2008)

    In an alternate reality Choking Man might be called The Dreary Dream Life of Dishwasher Jorge. The title would surely serve the film better.  As a mentally unbalanced Ecuadorian immigrant, Jorge slaves away his days in the back of the Olympic Diner. His work environment, as well as his waking dream life, is dominated by a rather nicely designed, Heimlich maneuver poster. The image of the black haired man wrapping his arms around the waste of a fair haired person serves as a touchstone throughout the film as Jorge navigates the social strata of the dingy diner. With the introduction of new waitress, Amy, Jorge’s life is turned upside down as a love triangle develops between them and a charming, if scummy, cook.

    Jorge’s disintegrating mental state is the center of a web of ideas and themes that almost overwhelm the film. Probing subjective camera shots and auditory distortion bring us into this personal world. Effective through most of the film, the techniques ultimately fall flat as the director fails to adhere to his own construction by shifting subjective focus in a major scene. For most of the movie we are only privy to information gleamed by Jorge himself. Even in scenes where he is not present, his proximity, and thereby his opportunity to overhear action, justifies the more objective nature of these sequences. Midway through the film this effective and arresting narrative device, used in movies like Yojimbo and Memento, is abandoned altogether so that we can witness Amy’s date with Jorge’s rival. It is unclear why the filmmakers gave up on the subjective nature of the story. The scene feels like an entirely different film after the disorienting trip inside Jorge’s mind. Having jettisoned its primary narrative device the film foregoes any opportunity further use of the mental illness aspect of the character to continue to manipulate our sense of reality. It places the audience decidedly outside of Jorge’s experience and when the film switches back into subjective mode it feels clunky.

    It is unfortunate that the strong construction and promising elements of the story are undermined by this sudden shift in focus. However, this is not the only point at which the film insults the intelligence of its audience. The telegraphing of major plot points throughout the movie is perhaps the worst thing about this film. It’s obvious from the title that the poster will play a major role in the development of the story. The filmmakers do a decent job of playing with audience expectations of just how it will come into play, but much of the film’s metaphors are so on the nose, they’re offensive. The old film convention is that if someone coughs in the first ten minutes they’ll be dying of cancer in the last ten. This same type of contrivance permeates Choking Man.

    All this may seem as if the film is devoid of redeeming value, that’s not the case at all. For the majority of the film, the story plays out as an unrequited love tale between a simpleton and an innocent. The development of the love theme is subtle and genuine. It could have easily been cringe inducing along the lines of I Am Sam.

    Jorge is obviously mentally deficient, but it is unclear how much of his state is the result of the cultural/language barrier and his mental incompetence. What is clear is that he is suffering from some form schizophrenia. The near mute shyness of the main character is juxtaposed by the stream of consciousness rants of his inner voice. This ‘devil on his shoulder’ is manifested as a physically idealized self that Jorge shares his hole-in-the-wall apartment with. As his personal struggles grow, so does the viciousness of the advice emanating from this doppelganger. Constant visits to his local church are no counterweight, and ultimately Jorge is forced to face his demon alone, albeit in the shadow of his faith.

     

     Another strong element in the story is the setting. The film uses its ‘diner at the crossroads of the world’ location to inform us about the backgrounds of Jorge, Amy, and indeed even the diner patrons. From the grime on the wall to the urban decay outside, it’s evident that this is a job of last choice, a place where the beleaguered masses congregate, and a dead-end. What little future is here must be wrestled from the sink trap.

    This then is the film’s ultimate and most affecting aspect. Jorge may be the main character but the heart of the film is Amy and her desire for something better. Sure, it’s sappy and it has been done many times before, but it’s where the film feels at home. Jorge is in the way, and doesn’t represent any legitimate choice for Amy. Her future stares her in the face everyday in the guise of an older waitress (again the use of a surrogate or doppelganger). This may be why the aforementioned date scene stands out so much within the narrative. That is the film I want to see. Jorge’s plight, while interesting, never resonates.



  • The Descent

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    The Descent  (2006)

    The last few years have seen the renewal of the horror genre. What was once considered schlock fare for freaks is now a huge part of the corporate studio system and the most profitable genre of film today. Many of today’s horror movies are slick remakes of cult classics, some are barely more than staged snuff films, and a few attempt to open the genre to younger audiences by relying on suspense rather than arterial spray. The number of films being produced is nearing that of the halycon days of the 50’s. We are truly living in another golden age of horror cinema.
        With horror films being released almost every week these days it’s not surprising that some of best fall through the cracks. Labeled as “just another scare flick”, they come and go from the multiplex in the blink of an eye. This is unfortunate because there have been some truly great horror films released in the past years. Many of the finest push the genre forward while remaining firmly rooted in its rules, myths, and trappings. High Tension comes to mind, as does Roger Avary’s Silent Hill. Without a doubt, however, the absolute finest example of the genre in recent memory has to be Neil Marshall’s The Descent. Although the film emerged from Sundance with the kind of fervor that accompanied The Blair Witch Project, it failed to coalesce into box office gold. It was a mild success, garnered critical praise, but was mostly passed over by audiences unable to tell the real deal from the myriad of horror films on offer at the end of the summer. Now with the long anticipated DVD release of Marshall’s original cut, The Descent may finally begin its crawl to the upper tier of horror film history, where it belongs.
        One of the first things that strikes you about the film is that 90% of it takes place in a single, isolated location, with a group of 6 women. Much like John Carpenter’s The Thing, The Descent jettisons the usual sex subplot of most horror films, focusing instead on same sex rivalries within a group.  This allows Marshall to ramp up the tension in a film that already feels as claustrophobic as the underground cave system the women explore. Even if the movie was entirely focused on the divisions within this group in the face of a cave-in The Descent would still be an exhilarating, and frightening film. In fact the first half hour of the movie deals only with this aspect of the story.
        As the women descend into a self-imposed night  Marshall slices off pieces of back-story as we spend some time with each character. They are all friends, but like any large group there are smaller tighter friendships within. This comes into play later on when the group is fractured, leaving some to fend for themselves as others break off into pairs. Every subplot of their rivalries is followed through to their conclusions, and clues are given along the way. There is not one instance in the film in which a character’s actions are not adequately motivated. Marshall’s construction is precise and delicate. Sure a couple characters suffer from minimal development, but that is more a product of the running time of the film. Even in these instances Marshall works economically to flesh them out before they are torn to shreds.
        The original pre-Sundance trailer for The Descent gave no warning of the creatures the 6 friends would discover deep in the West Virginian cave. It emphasized the tension and fear of being caught  miles underground without any hope of seeing daylight again. I wish they would have kept this approach during its wide release, instead of giving away the existence of cave dwellers. I can’t imagine sitting in the cinema watching this film and not knowing that something else awaited them, the shock would have been a great reveal. As it is, the film’s construction flows smoothly, and by the time we do get our first glimpse of a “crawler”, as Marshall has dubbed them, we have already gone through the emotional wringer, yet this is where the film truly begins.
        Once the baddies make their appearance the pace of the film accelerates, as it builds to the first major confrontation. Imagine if human beings had long ago left the daylight world for live underground. Thousands of years of evolution  have destroyed their eyesight, replacing it with the sonar locating abilities of bats. Eons underground have made these people perfectly suited to scramble up walls and craggy surfaces. This is the basic design of the crawler. Marshall goes further however, developing his monster with as much care as he shows to his more human characters. We see their social behaviors, hunting techniques, and feel their pain as they fight for their very lives. Each encounter is a bit different as the group of friends dwindles in the face of the onslaught. It becomes obvious that the primary question for our heroines is: “How bad do you want to stay alive?”. Indeed those that are able to make it become almost as ferocious as their enemies.
        The Descent is filled with more beautiful imagery, character development, creative screen writing, and delicious gore than any horror film since Alien. Its claustrophobic nature creates such an environment of fear that it is nearly unbearable at times. The Original Unrated Cut DVD presents Marshall’s vision, untarnished, and with a key subplot intact.  It should not be missed.

  • Wild Blue Yonder

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    The Wild Blue Yonder is unlike any other film, except for Herzog’s own Fata Morgana. Herzog uses found NASA footage in conjunction with film from an underwater exploration below Antarctica’s ice shelf to create a science fiction fantasy tale about a dying Earth and man‘s last ditch effort to find a new home. In addition to this pre-existing footage, new material has been shot to flesh out the story, and add in a few main characters. The primary is fictional, and the remaining characters play themselves. The movie is a strange and mesmerizing hybrid of fiction and documentary.

    Werner Herzog is known for his film scores, and Yonder’s is one of the best he has ever produced. The combination of Mola Sylla, Ernst Reijseger and Sardinian Voices creates a swimmy and ethereal soup for the movie to exist in. The scenes of the astronauts exploring the alien liquid helium depths are especially poignant with musical cues and notes hanging and floating just as the explorers appear to be suspended in air.

    The dreamy film is grounded by David Lynch alum, Brad Dourif, who plays an alien from a far distant planet, which he refers to as The Wild Blue Yonder. His role is mainly to serve as direct narrator and to punctuate the film with emotional outbursts concerning the impossibility of intergalactic space travel. The intense irony of the film is that Dourif and his fellow aliens left their dying home world to seek refuge on Earth. Now humanity is looking to his planet as a possible surrogate for the plague stricken Earth, something Dourif and his comrades had an unwitting hand in.

    Besides Dourif, The Wild Blue Yonder is also punctuated with fringe mathematicians who, along with the narration, add cohesion and a very human backbone to the film. Their near innocence when discussing the possibilities of space travel flies in the face of the alien’s very common sense view of the limitations that huge distances create. It is the over-optimism of some of the NASA crew and the mathematicians that Herzog seems to hold in contempt. Yonder’s basic point is that the Earth is lot more rare in the universe than we can possibly imagine. While it’s interesting to speculate on man’s possible future as a galactic colonizer, it’s simply a very difficult proposition. The chances of creating or finding a habitat conducive to human life are so slim, that we better take care of what we have, while we have it. Earth may be one of a kind.

    Werner Herzog has always claimed to use his films to search for a deeper human truth, what he calls the “ecstatic truth”.  The Wild Blue Yonder is the closest he has come to capturing that truth so far.

  • Old Joy

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    Old Joy  (2006)

    Kelly Reichardt’s third film, Old Joy, is at once, both a celebration, and a requiem for the long friendship of Mark (Daniel London) and Kurt (Will Oldham aka Bonnie ‘Prince‘ Billy). The heart of the film is that point in many friendships when it all falls apart. The precise moment when time and personal changes overcome shared views and tastes is captured and sustained for the length of the entire movie. Old Joy is a subtle, yet powerful, meditation on friendship and adulthood.

    The film begins with Mark getting a call from his old friend who is in town and wants to take an impromptu camping trip to an almost mythical hot springs deep in the Oregon woods. As the two meet up and begin their trek, the back-story unfolds in languid camera movements, elegiac music provided by Yo La Tango, and the knowing conversation of two people who are so comfortable with each other they may as well be family. Much of the film plays out in these conversations amid the scenery of northwest woods and common coffee shops. Indeed the heart of the movie is in the dialogue which is so well written that Reichardt must have been drawing from a very personal reserve to concoct it. The tired and gentle mood the director creates gives the impression that this might be the last time these two pals get together to reminisce.

    The film slices open the death of a friendship for all to see. It is the quiet moments of the film that resonate the deepest, and where Reichardt’s brilliance is fully appreciated.  Will Oldham continues his upward artistic climb and Daniel London serves well as his ‘other’. Absolutely one of the best movies of the year.

 

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