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  • Heathers: The Dead Gay Musical. Today in Film Bloggery 03/12/09

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    Heathers  (1988)

    I guess if there’s room on Broadway for John Waters, there’s room on the stage for a movie that popularized the phrase “**** me gently with a chainsaw.” That’s right, everyone’s favorite homicidal teen comedy, Heathers, is about to be musicalized, so get ready for a choreographed number set to “Teenage Suicide (Don’t Do It),” as well as new tunes potentially titled “It Will Be Very,” “Plain or BBQ,” and, obviously, “I Love My Dead Gay Son” (director Andy Fickman has already said that last oft-quoted line has inspired some lyrics).

    Of course, there seems to be new announcements of movies-turning-musicals every day. Why is this one more worthy of a Bloggery roundup than others? Because not only is Heathers one of my favorite films of all time, it’s also possibly the most sacred film ever for my buddy Monika Bartyzel (of Cinematical), who I just knew would wake up and immediately Tweet something like this: “I want to burn down Broadway and break the knees of every musical-adapting jerk out there.”

    For more on her response and other bloggers’ reactions, keep reading after the jump.

    • “I thought I was pretty mad when I heard that Footloose was becoming a new musical film,” writes Monika in her expected post (partly titled “Screw You, Broadway!”) at Cinematical. “Oh no, that was nothing. Child’s play, or rather, anger. It doesn’t come close to the rage I feel now, which has made its way into my veins and numbed me to my fingers and toes.
    • Agreeing with her is the blog Seriously? OMG! WTF?, which hopes the musical is not successful, or at least ends up seeming to be a flop: “Veronica and JD need to put a stop to this in their own special way!”
    • Best Week Ever’s Michelle Collins has the opposite outlook (I think): “Uch, corn nuts and musical theater? It’s like I’ve fake killed myself and gone to heaven..”
    • Michaela Drapes at Idolator is also (or legitimately) excited, despite having cringed at Hugh Jackman’s statements at the Oscars: “If the ‘return’ of the musical means that the Heathers musical will wash the nasty taste of too many installments of High School Musical from my mouth with some vicious blue liquid drainer, so be it.
    • A similar response from Michael K at dlisted: “Normally when it’s announced that a movie is turning into a gay ass musical spectacular, I get the dry heaves in my asshole, but this shit right here has made my life.”
    • Also optimistic is Leah Greenblatt at Pop Watch: “[Heathers] is actually kind of amazingly ripe for the stage, don’t you think?”
    • “This could be cause for celebration or devastation,” reasons Rod at The Playlist, “depending on how the songbook turns out.”
    • Whitney Matheson at Pop Candy simply calls the news “interesting.”
    • “Obviously, if the musical’s a hit, the next step is to make a movie remake of that remake, which would obviously feature cameos from the original cast,” presumes Colin Boyd at get the Big Picture.
    • And on that subject, Vulture’s Amos Barshad reaches our hearts via a 30 Rock reference:

      The project has been moving along incognito, with readings featuring Kristen Bell in the lead role having taken place this week. The plan is to go from a regional run to Broadway in 2010 and eventually to a big-screen adaptation. Bell will then be eligible for the coveted Best Actress in a Movie Based on a Musical Based on a Movie award.

    • “The final cast will likely be different,” guesses Gothamist’s John Del Signore, “and while it’s unlikely Winona Ryder and Christian Slater will reprise their iconic roles, one never knows—things are a tad slow for those two these days.”

    Originally posted on:SpoutBlog

  • SPLINTERHEADS. SXSW Preview

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    Splinterheads  (2009)

    Brant Sersen’s last film, the Rob Corddry-starring comedy Blackballed: The Bobby Dukes Story, won the audience award at SXSW 5 years back. His follow-up, Splinterheads, stars Rachael Taylor (top billed in the Washingtonienne pilot) and Lea Thompson (riding the heat of the recent resurgance of Howard the Duck), and is premiering at SXSW in Emerging Visions. Sersen answers The 5 Questions We Ask Everyone after the jump.

    Tell us about your movie. Who did you work with, why did you make it? Give us the reductive, 25-word or less, “It’s like [pop culture reference a] meets [pop culture reference b]!” pitch, then explain what the quick and dirty sell leaves out.

    Splinterheads is the story of a going-nowhere-fast landscaper, who falls for an insidious parking lot carnival worker.  It has the perfect ingredients - a splash of romance, a pinch of danger and a healthy dose of devious comedy.  It’s Oreos meets fried dough.

    I became interested in the parking lot carnival (not to be confused with state fairs or theme parks) after falling victim to a smooth talking splinterhead (a splinterhead is another name for a carnival worker that runs a game.)  Long story short, he waged a $50 bet that I couldn’t pop 4 balloons in row with a dart.  I took him up on it and of course, lost.  I didn’t actually lose the physical part of the challenge, but somehow got his rules confused - so he said.  Whatever the case, I got suckerd, but he sparked my interest in everything around me.  I went back the next night and talked to as many splinterheads as I could.  I was introduced to a world of unpredictable, dangerous, hardworking, loving characters that all lived, worked and ate together.  It was the perfect setting.

    Besides my amazing cast I had a great creative team behind me.  Brendan Burke (who also plays Thad in the film) worked on developing the story with me.  This guy can find a Joseph Campbell mythology in anything you write; my producers Darren Goldberg and Chris Marsh - great business guys, but extremely creative as well; my cinematographer/suggestion box, Michael Simmonds (“Man Push Cart,” “Chop Shop,” “Goodbye Solo”). Thankfully we share the same sense of humor.  Chad Keith, my production designer from down south, he’s the most resourceful, I’ll git ya anyting ya want, guy I’ve ever met.  The list can go on, but everyone that worked on the film lent a creative hand to achieving my vision.

    Do you have a day job/a non-filmmaking occupation that raises money for your filmmaking efforts? Tell us about it.

    Filmmaking is my day job - finally.  It only took 10 years of working at various production companies and Comedy Central to get there.  As for the money, we fortunately raised it through private financing.  Thank you private financiers!

    Have you been to SXSW before? If so, tell us about your funniest story from the experience. If not, what are you looking forward to re: the festival and/or the city of Austin?

    I was at the 2004 SXSW fest with my film Blackballed: The Bobby Dukes Story. Rob Corddry, myself and a few others from the film were in line at Iron Works for some BBQ.  We started talking to this guy, Craig, who was right behind us.  He recognized Rob from The Daily Show and asked him all kinds of questions about the show.  After a while Rob asked him what film he was here with.  He told us that he has a website and was here for the interactive part of the festival.  I asked him what was his website, and he replied “I have a site called Craigslist.”  Rob (mouth wide open) says ‘you’re Craig from Craigslist?  I was just on there this morning!’  Craig just smiled and handed each of us his card.  It’s not the funniest story, but one of the memorable moments I had.

    Let’s get hypothetical: You’re on death row. The night of your execution, you’re allowed to watch any two films of your choice. What would you pick for your last-night-on-Earth double feature?

    I’d stick with the prison theme.  If I’m feeling comedy it’s 48 Hours and Stir Crazy.  If I feel like getting badass it’s American Me and Cool Hand Luke. But I’d probably just watch The Shawshank Redemption twice.


    There’s been some criticism that the only way to get into SXSW is by being a part of an “incestuous scene where everybody knows everybody.” So who did *you* have to sleep with to get in? (Metaphorically or literally: are there any SXSW filmmaker(s) past or present that you’re close with personally and/or professionally, and how have those relationships helped or hurt the process of producing your film and getting it seen?)

    Sorry, I don’t have any juicy stories for this one.  I don’t know many other filmmakers or people in the “scene.”  I just make movies and hope that people will enjoy them.


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  • GARBAGE DREAMS. SXSW Preview.

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    There’s a Hollywood junk vs. Egyptian trash joke buried somewhere in here: Mai Iskander once worked assistant camera on films like Deep Impact and The Bone Collector. Now, her feature directing debut, Garbage Dreams, is premiering in the Documentary Competition at SXSW. It follows three teenage Egyptian boys for four years, as they go to work in “the world’s largest garbage village.” The film’s trailer is after the jump, where director also answers The 5 Questions We Ask Everyone.


    Tell us about your movie. Who did you work with, why did you make it? Give us the reductive, 25-word or less, “It’s like [pop culture reference a] meets [pop culture reference b]!” pitch, then explain what the quick and dirty sell leaves out.

    Garbage Dreams follows three boys raised in the trash trade and coming of age in the world’s largest garbage village.  It’s like Born Into Brothels meets Boys of Baraka meets an Egyptian soap opera.  (In case, you haven’t seen an Egyptian Soap Opera - it’s a bit more dramatic than those Latin novellas!)

    Do you have a day job/a non-filmmaking occupation that raises money for your filmmaking efforts? Tell us about it.

    I work as a cinematographer (based in New York City).  That’s how I supported myself and funded part of the film.  I worked as a cinematographer with great filmmakers, such Edet Belzberg and Albert Maysles while I was producing my film and that was invaluable to helping navigate my way through the filmmaking process.  Whenever I ran into an obstacle (either from the creative side or the producing side of things) I was able see how other filmmakers approached that same obstacle.

    I was also very fortunate to have received grants from The Sundance Documentary Fund, Chicken & Egg Pictures and a few other places, which gave the project momentum me until my executive producer, Tiffany Schauer, came on board.  Tiffany is great because she believed in the potential of the film when it was still young and has always been there to help me troubleshoot problems as they came up.

    Have you been to SXSW before? If so, tell us about your funniest story from the experience. If not, what are you looking forward to re: the festival and/or the city of Austin?

    I have never been to SXSW before, but I think there couldn’t be a better place to premiere Garbage Dreams.

    I am looking forward to sharing the film with the residents of Austin as well as people traveling to Austin specifically for the festival.  The festival is in the middle of a such vibrant city, that is particularly interested in environmental issues and social issues.

    Upon hearing that Adham, one of the teenage garbage recyclers from Garbage Dreamswill be traveling from Egypt for the premiere, a lot of local environmental and student organizations have invited him to do a few Q & A’s before the film’s premiere.  Adham, as well as his whole garbage village, are ecstatic that he is able to come the US and have the chance to represent the Egyptian “garbage people” and talk about their participation in the film.

    Let’s get hypothetical: You’re on death row. The night of your execution, you’re allowed to watch any two films of your choice. What would you pick for your last-night-on-Earth double feature?

    I think I would like to see Gone with The Wind.  I read the book, which was great.  I never wanted to see the movie because I thought it might fall short of the book.  But if I’m going to die soon afterwards, I won’t have to live long with any disappointment if the film does fall short of the book.  I think it is on two DVDs - that would count as two movies.

    There’s been some criticism that the only way to get into SXSW is by being a part of an “incestuous scene where everybody knows everybody.” So who did *you* have to sleep with to get in? (Metaphorically or literally: are there any SXSW filmmaker(s) past or present that you’re close with personally and/or professionally, and how have those relationships helped or hurt the process of producing your film and getting it seen?)

    I did not know anyone here at SXSW.  Of course, there are people that always spoke to me highly about it and strongly encouraged me to apply, like Laura Poitras (My Country, My Country) and Judith Helfand from Chicken & Egg Pictures.


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  • Whatever Happened to Peter Bogdanovich?

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    “If I were to make a picture that was badly acted, I would feel I’d failed.” – Peter Bogdanovich

    Peter Bogdanovich has spent his entire career chasing the spirit of Orson Welles. As a mentor, friend and frequent critical subject, Welles has loomed large for Bogdanovich ever since their first meetings in 1968. Bogdanovich is at a point in his career where he is remembered by few and celebrated by none, not unlike Welles was when the two embarked upon the interviews that would later form the text of This Is Orson Welles, first published in 1992. Last year marked the fortieth anniversary of Bogdanovich’s proper debut as director, Targets. However there was no fanfare. There were no retrospectives. Part of this is likely due to Bogdanovich’s spectacular, Wellesian flameout in the early nineties, culminating with, possibly, the most disreputable project with which either director was ever involved. It is unfortunate that the sharp young man who was so taken with the elder statesman of cinema should have found himself following his heroes footsteps, this time towards obscurity, failure and embarrassment.

    This year (specifically January 24th) marks the ten-year anniversary of A Saintly Switch, a telefilm Bogdanovich directed for the Disney channel wherein David Alan Grier’s football quarterback and Vivica A. Fox’s stay-at-home-mom/aspiring painter switcheroo, and end up trapped in one another’s bodies. The picture is positioned at the nadir of Bogdanovich’s miserable late-nineties output, which included, in 1996, To Sir With Love II, a made for TV sequel to the Sidney Poitier film (Poitier stars in it), The Price of Heaven (1997), about which no information seems to exist, Rescuers: Stories of Courage: Two Women (1997), also made for TV, and Naked City: A Killer Christmas (1998), made for, yup. TV. Coming off of The Thing Called Love in 1993, he would not direct a theatrical feature again until his ‘comeback’ The Cat’s Meow in 2001.

    A Saintly Switch is a baffling film. It almost fits into the classic Bogdanovich cannon, with screwball situations abound, a comically immature leading man and slapstick on top of slapstick. However Fox and Grier are no O’Neal and Striesand. They’re not even Shephard and Reynolds. So just how bad can A Saintly Switch be, considering it may be the only Disney Channel film ever directed by an Academy Award nominee who counted among his friends the greatest filmmakers of the twentieth century?


    “Color is the enemy of the actor. Faces in color tend to look like meat – veal, beef. Baloney…” – Orson Welles

    The answer, of course, is very bad. This is a film in which children scream in unison at the hint of attic-based terrors. In which Rue McClanahan (above) shows up as a New Orleans voodoo woman named, of course, Aunt Fanny. In which the voice over contains nuggets such as “Yeah, things were pretty bad. Then they got worse. Then they got weird!” (exclamation point mine). To excerpt from This Is Orson Welles, when Bogdanovich and Welles are discussing one of Welles’ more regrettable acting roles:

    PB: Who directed?
    OW: Robert Siodmak.
    PB: He used to be good.
    OW: You can’t blame him for this one.

    Bogdanovich cannot be blamed for this one; blame the script, written by Haris Orkin and Sally Hampton, each of whom has just one other writing credit to their name. However he did, presumably, read it. The study of A Saintly Switch takes on tragic proportions when one imagines Bogdanovich actually on set, calling the shots throughout the entire film. So, for example, when Grier and Fox are howling in shock and repeatedly touching their faces, it is hard not to assume Bogdanovich was behind the camera, silently longing for the effortless chemistry and comic timing he had at his disposal during What’s Up Doc?

    As any work by such a strong filmmaker would, A Saintly Switch shows a few of Bogdanovich’s unmistakable touches. An inordinate number of scenes begin or end with a quick push/pull into/away from the character’s face. The music is almost entirely Louis Armstrong. The initial reveal of the switcheroo is done in a shot that lasts nearly two minutes. The lengthy, fluid final shot of the film - which tracks through the kitchen, into the living room, and from one character to another - almost certainly intentionally, is nearly identical to a shot in Welles’ The Magnificent Ambersons where Tim Holt sweeps out onto the dance floor.


    Deep focus. One of Orson’s tricks

    Brief moments of directorial influence aside, watching A Saintly Switch is painful, and also boring. As hard as it is for a viewer to forget who the devil is making it, it must have been torture on Bogdanovich to direct lines such as, “This house ain’t old. It’s history” without thinking of his days discussing Ambersons with Orson at restaurants in Rome. Unique to A Saintly Switch, and setting it apart from most run of the mill switcheroo comedies, is that at no point in the film do Grier and Fox ever try to reverse what happened to them or, more interestingly, get the hang of acting like somebody else. They don’t even try; Fox is unable to open a bag of chips without it exploding all over the floor (like all men) and Grier cannot speak without enunciating perfectly, acting fey and waving his limp wrists about (like…women?). It seems unlikely that Bogdanovich had any influence over this, but maybe – just maybe – this is his added commentary on the difficulty of acting. Well documented as having great respect for the craft, this could be his way of telling the audience that not just anybody can deliver a performance that you will believe.

    Perhaps it is wrong to so closely examine a film that was made as disposable entertainment, and chastise it for not maintaining the brilliance of Bogdanovich’s earlier films. However, A Saintly Switch proves, by virtue of its sheer irrelevance, that hard as one might try, it is probably impossible to maintain a sense of artistic integrity and dignity as your career falters and you take work-for-hire. This might be the most important and tragic lesson that Orson Welles taught Peter Bogdanovich.


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  • SORRY, THANKS: Interview with Director Dia Sokol

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    Sorry, Thanks  (2009)

    SORRY, THANKS: Interview with Director Dia Sokol

    On the other end of the phone line, first time feature director though veteran film and television producer Dia Sokol admits that she’s more than a bit nervous for this interview about her naturalistic “anti-chemistry, unromantic comedy” debut Sorry, Thanks. “This never used to happen to me. As a producer, I’d listen to directors fumble their way through describing their films, and I’ve always jumped in and been the person to sell it, to be articulate about it, and now I totally get it,” she says. “When it’s your film, you’re totally inarticulate about it; it comes from inside of you, so you have no perspective.”

    Starring a mixed cast of professional and non-professional actors and shot by a skeleton crew in San Francisco’s endearingly eccentric Mission District, Sorry, Thanks follows two adrift lonesomes Max (Wiley Wiggins) and Kira (Kenya Miles), neither of whom, even after a shared one-night stand, can begin to reconcile their thoughts on romantic relationships. As Max chases Kira, detaching himself along the way from longtime girlfriend Sara (Ia Hernandez), and attempts to immune himself to the criticism of his best bud Mason (Andrew Bujalski), Kira explores an uninspiring dating scene that only very quietly pinpoints the sadness of her recent break-up.

    Despite its bittersweet, introspection-inducing lining, Sorry, Thanks is at its core incredibly funny, even at times painfully funny. Foibles are so at the surface, sarcasm so easily blended with childlike wonder that it’s simple to just enjoy the film without questioning every character intention and situation repercussion. It’s easy, namely, to root for Max and Kira even as they stumble into moral quagmires, and that’s where Sokol, in only the most articulate of manners, begins discussing her work.

    [In the film’s production notes] you pose the question, “Can we still love these characters even when they are doing things wrong?” For me that answer with this film was, “Yes.” Yet I don’t fully know why it is that I still have that faith even as I watch these characters fall into situations that are morally gray. So, this idea of the moral quandary, I was hoping that we could start our talk there.

    I started my career working for Errol Morris, and that informed a lot of my skepticism about the idea of redemption. So, when I talked to [co-writer and producer Lauren Veloski] about starting to write this, I said, “I really want to make a film that’s about redemption.” (laughs) When I look at this film now and think about that, to me it’s a reminder, “Oh yeah, and I don’t believe in redemption.” I believe in it as a concept, but I don’t know that I believe in it as an actuality. I don’t think the world works that way, and I’m incredibly ambivalent about films that act like you can make up for your bad actions. So, in some ways, I wanted the film to be about, “When you break something, is it really broken?”

    In this case, our faith in the characters, our trust in the characters, those characters are always breaking it. Are we going to be able to forgive them and move on? Every character, even the smaller characters, get co-opted into that question. When we’ve done small test screenings of the film, we’ve definitely gotten feedback about all of the characters, and everyone is split down the middle. They either loved Max and loved Kira, or hated one of the two, and that’s even when they’d really enjoyed the story. Every character was on every list, the hate and love lists. That’s when we knew that we could stop editing and when our job was done.

    When you’re making a really small film, the moral quandary is what you have to work with as the most authentic narrative tool…I like the idea of making a film about people who are doing bad things who might never really be accountable for their actions but who you like regardless, who you’re drawn to and identify with. That’s really what life is. In Hollywood movies people do bad things, and there are tons of consequences. In real life and in the film, there are consequences, but they’re not as direct. It’s fun to be able to play with that subtlety.

    Also, I like the idea of being able to implicate the audience. Because the film’s a comedy, and because we’re watching it happen, we’re laughing all the way along, all the way to the end. We get implicated in their bad behavior. That felt very much like the key to the film.

    It’s definitely a conversation that I’ve had with [filmmaker Andrew Bujalski, whose much-lauded features Sokol has produced] multiple times through the many projects that I’ve worked with him on. We talked about it a lot with Mutual Appreciation. Do the characters lack a moral center? There’s a very short scene in this film, in the bar scene right after Kira has talked with her best friend Rachel, and then when Sara and Max show up, Kira and Sara are having a conversation about a movie, and they’re saying, “Oh, I don’t know. I think the character lacks a moral center.” That’s a tiny, little moment where I always felt like, “Well, isn’t that…?” We slipped it in because it’s like, “Do these characters lack a moral center?” Basically. Then I think, “Does everybody lack a moral center?” It’s a pretty cynical idea.

    I’m actually not a relationship cynic at all. I’m a total romantic. I may have written a film in a more cynical mindset, being doubtful about finding any real connection with people, but…

    I wonder if the fact that you are a romantic is the reason that you felt confident enough to be able to make a film that’s semi-cynical about relationships. This, for me, is just not a film that could have come from a true relationship cynic. Not only is it too comic and light-hearted, it’s also too level-headed.

    Interesting. I think there’s real value to people thinking that they have connections to other people, even if, from the outside, it doesn’t look like that. Because this is a film that’s basically like a conversation with your friends, or at least parts of it are, you can imagine any of these characters calling you up to obsess about the situation that they are in. And, you can think you know all the answers to these relationship problems, but it doesn’t change the fact that Kira and Max are projections of each other’s needs; that has it’s own value, even if that doesn’t mean that it’s the greatest love story ever written.

    What’s fascinating is that when we’ve shown this film to the small test audiences, half of the people say, “I think that Kira and Max end up together, and this is just a tough time.” That’s the part that comes from Errol Morris, that idea that if you give people a protagonist, it doesn’t matter how abhorrent they are, we want to believe the best. We will reach out with our best hopes and project our best expectations onto them. That turns out to be true with a love story, that a lot of people think, “This is just the beginning of a love story. It’s just the part that you don’t get to see explored very often.” I love that.

    (For a time, Sokol and I speak a bit about the importance of withholding an authorial editorial comment, that because no judgment is made of the characters in the film, they are, even for their flaws, able to charm the audience. The process of writing such complex characters, who at the same time suffer lack of self-awareness, however, is far from simple.)

    …Frankly, it’s been a very, very frustrating endeavor to try to make a film about a woman who’s really shut down. It’s hard to write it; it’s really hard to direct it. I feel like I didn’t have a lot of models to look at. I didn’t want to overdo it; I wanted [the Kira] performance to be consistent, as opposed to all of the other performances I was seeing in which the women were really restrained until they exploded. That’s a very different kind of acting, a very different kind of performance.

    Why do you say that? Even if you don’t have examples of that emotional restraint in other pieces of art, that’s such an everyday life conundrum for women that I would think it easy to pick up on. I feel like people in general, but especially women, aren’t particularly honest with their emotions.

    Really? That’s so interesting. Maybe it’s just my perception that woman are so emotionally astute that I found when I was writing that it was easier sometimes to write scenes between the guys. They can be so overtly distant from what their emotions are, what’s really happening and what they’re trying to do for each other that they’re already buried beneath two levels of emotion; their motivations and intentions are already buried down two levels.

    Maybe this is just with the [women] characters I created because I felt like I knew them and understood them, I felt like it was hard to have them talk about emotion and not have them sound incredibly boring and on the nose in the same way as a Lifetime movie. It was a challenge, but maybe it was just a challenge for me. Maybe it’s not true; maybe women don’t know their emotions…But, it was very hard to make that authentic.

    We’ve talked about all of these big, heavy themes, but as with what you’ve said in the production notes, and what I felt watching the film, these ideas of morality don’t really show up until the last scene of the film. The rest of the film is just so incredibly comic that I run the risk here, by asking you all of these questions, of making the film seem didactic, when it’s not at all that.

    It shouldn’t be! It’s a comedy. It’s light…People should sit back, enjoy it and laugh as these characters fumble and not pursue at top speed their own journeys of self-discovery.

    On that note, each filmmaker, with his work, walks his own path of self-discovery…What self-discovery process did this film force you to go through?

    Filmmaking is hard—everybody knows that—but I don’t think I realized quite how much directing is about forgiveness. Every morning when we were making the film, I’d wake up, and I’d think, “Directing is about forgiveness.” I remember that after the very first day of shooting I learned so much. That first day I had to rethink the whole film because I realized that there were a lot of things that weren’t going to be good for me, or for the project at least. I remember coming home, and my boyfriend [Garret Savage], who was also our on-set editor and media manager, was also cutting a documentary full-time during the day, and I’d come home with the footage, and he’d take a look at it, download all of it, get it organized and cut scenes together so that I could take a look. And, that day, he pointed out some problems with the very first scenes we shot and asked me, “Well, how are you going to do this and that?” I was like, “Oh, this is great! Feedback! Thank you so much. I’m so glad that I learned that, that I made those mistakes. Glad I got that out of the way.” (laughs) I was so naïve. I swear to God I thought, “Oh, I’m so glad I made the mistakes on my first day. Now I can go make the rest of the movie,” not realizing that—it’s ridiculous—every day you’re making a million decisions and a million intuitive calls. I’ve done that with producing, but it’s so different with directing. It’s like, “Oh, I get it. Every day there’s going to be a list of ten things that will keep me up at night.”

    I was in Berlin with Andrew for the premiere of Beeswax, and we were talking about these differences. He was asking me about what it’s like now for me as a director, and I was telling him, “I didn’t realize I could be so insecure. I always felt so confident doing what I’d been doing.” I don’t mean to sound overly confident, but I always felt competent. I always felt relatively secure in what my job is. I know what it is, and I know what I do. I was like, “It was harrowing. It was excruciating. It was fascinating and energizing and the most awful thing I’ve ever done, and I can’t wait to do it again.” (laughs) We were just laughing because that’s basically exactly what it’s like. It’s a level of engagement that I’d never thought I’d have professionally.

    I’m always interested to hear how writing teams work. How did you and Lauren collaborate?

    I’d written Kira’s part of the story as a full script almost a year before bringing Lauren on board. I knew the themes of the script, but it still wasn’t totally there for me. I kept on taking a stab at this Max character, I felt like he was the key to the story, but I wasn’t loving what I was coming up with. I knew Lauren very peripherally, although I liked her a lot. We’d worked together a bit, so I called her, and knowing that she was a screenwriter and incredibly smart, I said, “Do you want to take a stab?” I didn’t ask her to re-write the existing script, but I had this idea that we’d take on these two characters with separate but overlapping fears. So I talked to her, gave her an outline of what I knew about Max, and she went off to create him, his world and his friends. Then we started working together to see how the pieces fit together. By the end we both felt real ownership of the whole script. It started as these very separate pieces, and by reading scenes through and making line-by-line changes, it ended as very integrated. Sometimes one of us would go off and write a new scene, and then bring it back for the other to give feedback. It was a very non-traditional process. It wasn’t like, “She starts the sentence, and I finish it.” It was with true respect, I think, for our different styles. We both knew certain characters better than others, and we tried to use that to the advantage of the film, to really have it feel like these were different characters penned by different people, that they had truly different voices.

    I also appreciate the fact that the film isn’t exposition heavy.

    We have some of that, and sometimes you need it and try to do it in the most minimal, sincere way. That was definitely a challenge, and we could tell. We were just hysterical when we were writing. We would just read it through together and laugh and laugh any time we were too on the nose. We were like, “Oh, my God! That won’t work at all!”

    We also both think Back to the Future is, like, the best movie ever made, and so we used it as our guide for everything. Lauren can go through scene-by-scene in the movie and tell you how it corresponds to a scene in Back to the Future. We were like, “Wait, this is exactly like the scene where he’s in the tree. What is our device?” Then we got worried, because we were overly obsessed, that it would be too obvious that this movie is Back to the Future.

    So a wrap-up question: What is one question that you’ve wanted to be asked about Sorry, Thanks, either from people who’ve worked on the film or the others who’ve seen it, that you’ve wanted to be asked but have yet to be asked?

    Clearly I want them to ask me about the cats! Who could not be impressed with a cat? So, maybe my question is, “How is it to direct cats?”

    So, how is it directing cats?

    It’s incredibly challenging. They had some really intense ideas about their roles, and they wanted to take them in their own direction…Napkin, the stray cat—well, both cats had a lot of ideas frankly—but Napkin’s ideas mostly were about the blocking on the mantle, and I felt they were pretty out there. Napkin really wanted to break the fourth wall in order to see the other crew members as they were holding the equipment and bounce boards. We talked a lot about it, and at the end of the day I feel like I got my way and fooled Napkin into doing what I wanted. I’d work with her again.


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  • Tokyo Sonata review

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    Under discussion:

    Tokyo Story  (1953)

    Cure  (1997)

    License To Live  (1998)

    Charisma  (1999)

    Pulse  (2001)

    Bright Future  (2003)

    Retribution  (2007)

    Tokyo Sonata  (2008)

    Tokyo Sonata review

    Tokyo Sonata is a horror film of sorts, but one without the ghosts and serial killers that have populated Kiyoshi Kurosawa’s earlier work. There aren’t even any killer trees, as in Charisma,  or poisonous jellyfish, as in Bright Future. Kurosawa’s films have always offered social commentary, but on their own eccentric terms. Cure responded obliquely to the Aum Shrinyiko subway gas attacks, while Pulse confronted a generation of lonely, Internet-obsessed otaku. Even Kurosawa films with no genre elements, like Bright Future and License To Live, have been pretty off-kilter. Tokyo Sonata’s first two-thirds are startlingly straightforward, commenting directly on Japan’s recession. After the disappointing Retribution, which recycled images and plotlines from Cure and Pulse, Tokyo Sonata marks a real comeback for Kurosawa - his best film since Pulse, made eight years ago - and a new direction.

    Businessman Ryuhei Sasaki (Teruyuki Kagawa) gets fired in the first few minutes of Tokyo Sonata. He’s a victim of downsizing: his firm has sent his job to China. He doesn’t tell his wife or two sons about this. Instead, he pretends to continue going to work. Everyday, he puts on a suit and tie and goes out to get free food from an open-air soup kitchen. He goes to a temp agency, but he finds only menial work available there. Meanwhile, his wife Megumi (Kyoko Koizumi) stays at home and looks after Takashi (Yu Koyanagi), a college student with little direction in life, and Kenji (Kai Inowaki), a 6th-grader who loves playing piano. Ryuhei eventually takes a job as a shopping mall janitor, but he keeps this from his family, although Megumi sees him in line at the soup kitchen one day and learns his secret. Kenji has some secrets of his own: he uses his lunch money to pay for private piano lessons, since Ryuhei disapproves of this interest.

    In interviews, Kurosawa stresses that the apocalyptic endings found in many of his films aren’t intended to be completely negative or hopeless. For him, there’s creative potential in the act of destruction. Without the safety nets of genre or metaphor, Tokyo  Sonata examines what it’s like to live through a social collapse. In it, the old, patriarchal values of family life have disintegrated, but nothing has yet arrived to replace them. Ryuhei obviously feels shame about his unemployment, but he’s incapable of expressing it in words. (Kagawa’s tightly clenched jaw  does much of his acting.) He can’t communicate with his children. When Takashi wants to join the U.S. Army, Ruyhei’s offended by his son’s statement that he’s doing so to protect his family, but Ryuhei has no real protection to offer.

    In school, Tokyo Sonata shows the same breakdown of authority. Kenji gets in trouble for possessing a comic book in the classroom. His anger at being punished for it is justifiable, since half the class had passed it around and he didn’t own it, but he responds by claiming that he saw his teacher reading pornographic comics on the subway. From there, the teacher’s power over his students is completely ruined; in a later scene, they throw confetti around and write “Ero-Bayashi,” mocking his name, on the blackboard. There’s a hint of conservative nostalgia here, but Tokyo Sonata is more concerned with finding solutions to present-day Japanese dilemmas.

    For its first eighty minutes, Tokyo Sonata is Kurosawa’s first foray into humanist social realism. One can recognize the same worldview present in all his films, but it’s never been expressed so directly before. His earlier work is much colder. Then, Tokyo Sonata goes off the rails, as the Sasaki family becomes separated and spin off in their own directions. Kurosawa proves himself a master of switching tones, balancing tension and humor ably. He also turns the focus away from Ryuhei to Megumi, showing that a housewife’s life is no easier than that of a laid-off salaryman.

    In Kurosawa’s earlier work, nuclear families are relatively rare. Instead, he focused on isolated loners, usually played by Koji Yakusho. (Yakusho pops up here in a small but crucial role.) At times, Tokyo Sonata presents a savage vision of family life as a charade that’s long since stopped meaning anything to its participants. Still, Ryuhei proves shockingly capable of violence to defend his nonexistent authority. In the end, Kurosawa has the courage to imagine a path out of chaos. For the first time, he shows the other side of apocalypse.

    Also, he finally seems to have something in common with earlier Japanese directors like Mikio Naruse and Yasujiro Ozu. (Cure and Charisma were unrecognizable as products of the same culture as Ozu’s Tokyo Story.) Ozu chronicled the changes in Japanese family life  from the ‘30s through the early ‘60s; here, Kurosawa does much the same for present-day Japan, finding hope without compromising the force of his critique.

    For more Tokyo Sonata, see our interview with Kurosawa from the 2008 Toronto Film Festival.


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