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  • Manda Bala

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    Manda Bala  (2007)

    Manda Bala (Send a Bullet) (2007) is a documentary portrait of Brazil. The most important question to ask about any such portrait is “How accurate is it?” I don’t have a clue! Do you?

     

    A secondary question is “What qualifies the film-maker to make a movie—and a serious, judgemental movie—about Brazil?” The film does not say. I think this is a weakness. Taking a cue from Aristotle, when making a public speech to persuade people about something, one of the most important things to establish is your “ethos”—this usually translates as “character” but more accurately means your qualifications to speak on the topic. It is not my job as a viewer to spend hours researching the film makers, but a quick look suggests that the driving force behind the sweeping assessment of Brazil is a young (!), American (!), making his first documentary (!), who visited Brazil several times (!). None of these characteristics prohibit him from producing a devastatingly accurate portrait of Brazil. But I wonder.

     

    But is the film itself convincing? That is, even if you don’t know much about Brazil, and even if you don’t know who is making the argument, does the film itself convince you that it is accurate? Good documentaries instil that confidence. Who Killed the Electric Car? leaves you feeling there was a travesty of environmental justice even though you do not have an electrical engineering degree as a basis to judge the cars’ effectiveness. Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room leaves you disgusted with corporate America even though you do not know the percentage of corrupt versus ethical companies in the country.

     

    Manda Bala does not convince because we know something exists besides class warfare and ubiquitous corruption. My only personal connection with Brazil is a good friend who has adopted the country, speaks intermediate Portuguese, and has nothing but good to say about the Brazilian people as opposed to the system. Where was that in the film? My only intellectual knowledge of Brazil is of its tremendous economic clout in the Western hemisphere. How can a dysfunctional country that should be put out of its misery (send a bullet) be an economic powerhouse? Where was that addressed in the film?

     

    This may be too much for the film to address. But it creates these expectations. The film fails to convince because it is already too wide ranging. Who Killed the Electric Car? focuses on the introduction of the electric car in California; Enron focuses on one company. But Manda Bala features a corrupt frog farmer, an apparently wealthy young woman who had her ears chopped off by kidnappers, an English-speaking businessman who bullet proofs automobiles, a masked kidnapper and murderer, an outrageously corrupt national politician, several members of the legal system, and the list goes on. We don’t get to know these people. For one thing there is not time. With some of them, you get a sense that they would be wonderful to get to know. I felt the rich girl with artificial ears showed signs of great maturity and elements of quirky humour, but when her story was done, so was she. Similarly, the kidnapper and murderer was interesting in the blasé way he went about his business, but we never go beyond his persona, in fact ending with some of his statements about financing ghetto development which sounded like grandstanding. Although some viewers have praised the interviewer’s questioning technique, I thought it failed to probe. For example, as the third or fourth question put to the major corrupt politician, the interviewer mentions the frog farm scandal, and the politician gets up and leaves the room. How is that scintillating interviewing? We already know the politician is guilty.

     

    This film’s claim to fame is winning the 2007 Sundance Film Festival documentary award. I do not know what politics go into that award or what the competition from other films was, but I hope and I know that we can get a lot better documentaries than Manda Bala..

     

     


  • Get Smart's Bruce and Lloyd Out of Control

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    Get Smart's Bruce and Lloyd Out of Control (2008) is a spin off of the top quality Get Smart movie. In Get Smart, Bruce and Lloyd, the techno geeks, were hilarious. But in their own film they are never as funny. This is partly because Out of Control feels like a spin-off—there are in-references to the parent movie, and the plot is not strong enough to create a compelling story. Also, Bruce and Lloyd are funnier in small doses because their humour is undercutting and slight. Their antics are funny when contrasted with the serious buffoonery of Maxwell Smart and Agent 99, but when they have to sustain an entire movie, they come off sounding, well, slight. I like the guys, and the movie is more innocuous than bad, but not one I can recommend to anyone but die-hard Lloyd and Bruce fans (or is that Bruce and Lloyd?).


  • The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

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    The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (2007) has already received the awards, so you don’t need to hear from me that it is an award-winning movie. But I can say who might like this movie: those who appreciate mature subject matter, and those who like calm, assured film making. When the protagonist suffers a massive stroke which leaves his mind intact but his body paralyzed, we face the question, “What would I do if I could do nothing but blink my left eye?” This question seems abstract and remote, but when the protagonist remembers shaving his old father or going to Lourdes for an unsuccessfull “dirty weekend” with a young beauty,  I see the experiences far more vividly and appreciate them more (complex as they are) knowing that in a simple twist of fate, I may be able to do little except move my left eye lid, so I should pay a more attention to my own world.

     

    The film making is so assured that it is comfortable to watch. The screen play is a triumph of maturity for Ronald Harwood (b. 1934) who has penned such superb adaptations as The Pianist. The camera work is often first-person point of view without being too claustrophobic but still reminding us of what it is like to see the world without being able to move your head.


  • The Other Boleyn Girl

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    The Other Boleyn Girl (2008) is annoying—excellent acting, wonderful costumes, and all that effort goes down the drain in a soap opera masquerading as a historical drama. The myriad problems start with the title. While the book The Other Boleyn Girl was about Mary Boleyn, the movie does not maintain that original and interesting focus and becomes another movie about Anne Boleyn, Henry VIII’s famous second wife. It is more accurate to say that the movie tries to follow both Boleyn girls and tries to develop their relationship. But it is even more accurate to say that this movie is not about the historical figures Anne and Mary Boleyn but rather a soap opera irresponsibly using the names of historical characters.

     

    I acknowledge that historical information before about 1640 is difficult to come by. To take a small example, no church records exist to ascertain the years in which Anne and Mary were born. However, that does not give novelists and screenwriters carte blanche to make up anything they want. To continue the example, Boleyn family members, including Mary’s children, reported that Mary was older than Anne, and this is pretty reliable evidence considering how sketchy details from the 1500s are. Yet the movie cannot even bother to get this small fact right, and it makes something significant of the “fact” that Anne is the older sister.

     

    Although I do not know a great deal about Henry VIII’s time, I quickly lost confidence in the veracity of the movie. Consider, for example, Anne and Mary’s father. He is portrayed as a spineless lesser noble willing to prostitute his daughters to climb the social ladder. But as the movie went on, I noticed that all the men, except one minor character, are evil. We see nothing of Henry VIII’s impressive education and talents—just a horny absolute monarch preying on girls who catch his eye. So I checked what historians had to say about the disgusting Mr. Boleyn. One of the more respected nobles of his day, he had a gift for languages and for international diplomacy, representing England abroad for both Henry VII and VIII. Whoa!

     

    I watched the movie in large part because it has an unusually good screenwriter, Peter Morgan e.g., Longford, a superb drama, and The Queen, winner of many awards. On these two films, Morgan is listed as “writer” while on The Other Boleyn Girl, he is “screenwriter” adapting a popular novel of dubious accuracy. Is this why the final script is such a mess? Or, given some of the poor editing, did someone get a hold of the film and chop it to bits? Or did the director take the film down the wrong road? I do not know, but I recommend avoiding the wreckage.


  • I'm Not There (2007)

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    I'm Not There  (2007)

    What must I'm Not There (2007)  do to succeed? Scriptwriter and director Todd Haynes decided he wanted to portray the enigmatic Bob Dylan by six different characters in six different stories. Given that start, what are the one or two crucial things the film must accomplish in order to succeed? In spite of what some critics have said, it is not enough to have Cate Blanchett play a man; nor is it enough to be about Bob Dylan; nor is it enough to give us a glimpse into Haynes obsession with pop culture; not is it enough to have wonderful cinematography; nor is it enough to have some big name actors doing good work.

     

    To succeed, the film must do at least two crucial things. First, it must be, somehow, unified. Maybe by theme, maybe by voice-over commentary, maybe by symbolism. There is no great talent or benefit in making a disjointed biography about a disjointed person. Yet that is exactly what I’m Not There does. Here is how the film goes.

    A young black boy sings and says he is Woody Guthrie.

    An angry protest singer performs in Greenwich Village.

    A budding movie star and his wife separate when his hedonistic lifestyle clashes with raising a family.

    An Arthur Rimbaud-like character gives enigmatic testimony at some kind of a trial.

    A hedonistic, aloof rock star insults people and takes too many drugs.

    Billy the Kid confronts Pat Garrett and, despite his best efforts, loses his dog.

    Well, what do you think? Gripping? Entertaining? Rossiter Drake of the San Francisco Examiner says perspicaciously, “I’m Not There is abstract expressionism, paying tribute to its hero in a fashion every bit as enigmatic and chameleon-like as the man himself.” As James Berardinelli says, it is a “film without form.”

     

    To succeed, the film must also enlighten, it must offer something that Dylan biographies and documentaries do not. At the end of I’m Not There, a Dylan figure says, “I don’t know who I am most of the time.” Unfortunately, we don’t know who he is either. An interesting idea flickers: You gain freedom through multiple personas. But each persona has a lot of trouble, so it is not clear in the film that you gain more than you lose by reinventing yourself.


  • Tony Bennett: The Music Never Ends

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    Tony Bennett: The Music Never Ends (2007)

    Dear Mom,

    I’d read that the television special Tony Bennett: The Music Never Ends (2007) was exceptionally good and had won awards. I finally rented and watched it last night, and I think you’d enjoy it. In the PBS American Masters Series, the film is a loose history of Tony Bennett’s career. I say “loose’ because it is not a standard biography moving year by year with scrupulous attention to detail. It is an artistic combination of archival footage, interviews, and live performances.

     

    In such a melange, everyone will have something that stands out for him/her. I was interested in how American—in the old-fashioned sense of the word—the show was. Early on, Tony says that his rags-to-riches story could only have happened in America. Nowadays the super-wealthy get richer. Tony’s mother worked in a sweat shop making dresses for 1 cent per garment. He went into show business largely to free her from the sewing machine. In his Monterey Jazz Festival performance (the second CD in this package), you see a guy who is mighty happy to have found success in America.

     

    You’ll know all the songs—I did. Whether Tony was singing on black and white TV or at the jazz festival a couple of years ago, I was interested to note that he seldom swings. I found this strange because I have an old vinyl album on which he swings three or four songs better than anyone I can imagine doing them, including his definitive rendition of “Sunny Side of the Street.” Instead of swinging, Tony seems to listen carefully to the jazz pumping away behind him and then sing his tune over top of the music and without getting caught up in the swing. Still, I enjoyed the documentary and the concert. There are not many guys doing this kind of stuff anymore, and it is a treat to see one of the originals enjoying himself so much.


 


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