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  • One Trick French Pony

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    The Pink Panther  (1964)

    Psycho  (1960)

    Stalag 17  (1953)

    Psycho  (1998)

    Fight Club  (1999)

    Infernal Affairs  (2002)

    The Departed  (2006)

    Children of Men  (2006)

    13 Tzameti  (2006)

    Death Proof  (2007)

    Note: If you're really interested in seeing the film, don't read any reviews.  Just watch it and then read the reviews.

     



    The game is Russian Roulette spliced with Telephone.  In a circle, hold a gun to the player's head in front of you after spinning your barrel a good ten seconds.  Wait for the single dangling light bulb in the circle's center to light up, and fire.  Losers die, winners play on.  Everyone starts with one bullet and increases the ammunition to match each subsequent round to three.  The final round is a duel where two players with four slugs each point a spun barreled pistol at each other's forehead and squeeze the trigger.  Survive, and you walk away with a load of cash.  Oh yeah, and your life.

    Sound intriguing?  For Sébastien, a poor Mr. Fix-It struggling to support his family, the money is enough to lure him without any knowledge of the game.  The winnings are also plenty for the crowd of high stakes gamblers, many of whom travel the circuits of even larger such games, betting on players to make the next round.  However, you can't bet unless you have players and apparently there are seasoned veterans who regularly and enthusiastically enter such competitions.

    Such is the strange underworld portrayed in Géla Babluani's 13 Tzameti, a film wholly about chance: it is the force that allows Sébastien to get the roof-mending job at experienced dueler Jean-François' house; it collapses at the right time and right place just above a crucial conversation about the money; it leaves the letter in the open; and it sweeps the letter by wind into the yard for Sébastien's finding.  It is also chance that permits Sébastien to compete in the game after reaching the "arena" and controls how he performs while playing.  Absolutely no skill is involved.  The gamblers talk about "experience," especially in the final "duel" round, but what kind of background is necessary to succeed at such a game?

    Sébastien also gambles with his life by following through with the letter's contents.  All he knows is that a great deal of money is up for grabs and that he'll do just about anything (so he thinks) to get it.  Yet when he enters the game, it is clear that he is not up to the assignment.  Only when he is faced with sure death does he comply, wearing a murderer's mask for the sake of survival.

    After such an intriguing build-up, it's sadly impossible to stop there and discuss 13 Tzameti without mentioning the heart of the film.  Making mention to a mysterious letter that leads to riches may be enough for Entertainment Weekly's Fall Movie Preview, but not for a full review.  Actually, referencing the game at all is a spoiler of sorts as the concept and its initial directorial execution are the film's only details worth remembering.  So, here goes:

    The first time the game's concept is presented is by far the film's best scene and also one of the best in recent cinema.  The pace, editing, lack of soundtrack, and camera movement are gripping, putting it in the ranks of obvious moments from Death Proof, The Departed, The Bourne Ultimatum, and Children of Men.  The camera slowly weaves between the varied  emotion-riddled faces of players and gamblers as the "referee" barks out the rules, which are new and frightening to Sébastien and us.  The game is shocking and the incredible danger ripples through rookies both on screen and off.  Guns rarely look this menacing on film and a light bulb hasn't played a better role since Stalag 17

    The scene is presented nearly in full in the film's trailer, proving again that previews typically give away far too much information.  The scene itself may exist more successfully as a short film than the full length feature as, unfortunately, the rest of the film lacks anything close to the same intensity.  Each subsequent round is increasingly less tense and less surprising as it becomes yawningly clear that Sébastien will progress to the final round.  If he had been killed early on, Janet Leigh in Psycho-style, and another protagonist/perspective emerged, the film potentially could have been far more moving.  Instead, it's quite plain.

    In a poor attempt to make the film more complex, the standard police investigation is hot on the case.  The authorities spy on Jean-François, are knowledgeable of the whole murderous operation, and are just about to law down the law when...Sébastien gets off his train one station earlier than expected.  Ooh, so close!  Furthermore, the confident, strong lead detective is rendered downright Cluseau-ish after apprehending Sébastien and then buying his simple fib.  Never has an cinematic officer so sure of himself pulled such a quick 180.  We may be witnessing world record time in fully trusting a suspect mere seconds after swearing to his face that he's a liar.  Apparently even the French have Keystone Cops.

    Though I'm confused by 13 Tzameti's cult status and comparisons to the likes of Fight Club, I'm curious to see how the U.S. remake will look.  Written and directed by Babluani, this isn't exactly Infernal Affairs-The Departed territory.  13 Tzameti exists fine on its own...unless it were to be adapted into the proposed short film.  Gus Van Sant's shot-by-shot remake of Psycho made more sense.  At least that disaster was an interesting experiment in filmmaking.

    Overall, 13 Tzameti feels too one-dimensional to have any lasting impact.  It's like a pre-season NFL game: it happened, but did it really mean anything?  13 Tzameti is definitely worth a viewing to feel the excitement of the cornerstone scene, but unworthy of repeat screenings.  I can't think of another film that I would heartily recommend yet also give a bad review.  Perhaps it is in this irony that Babluani succeeds.  If so, well done.  You may move on to the next round.


  • Translation: Oscar Gold

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    A review from the vaults!  1/7/04!!!  I'm sticking by it:

    There are many great things that I can say about Lost In Translation, but I will keep it short. This is the most overall enjoyable film I have seen in years and maybe ever. A subtle smile appeared on my face from the first shot (not just because of the pink panties....) and steadily grew as I watched Bob and Charlotte's equally subtle relationship blossom.

    Sometimes less is more, and the sparse dialogue and restrained performances allow this picture to resonate with powerful emotion. Through facial expressions (most notably Bill Murray's eyes) and patches of lonely silence, the two leads become a part of the viewer and we lose ourselves in their kindred souls.

    The reinvention of Murray (which started in Rushmore, was polished in The Royal Tenenbaums and will be furthered in The Life Aquatic. Thank you Wes Anderson) is a marvel to watch and through Lost in Translation is worthy of the Best Actor Oscar. Scarlett Johansson, though here in a lead role, should be marketed as a Best Supporting Actress and is the best candidate in that field. She has been great since The Horse Whisperer, was excellent in Ghost World and is a double threat this year along with her performance in Girl With The Pearl Earring.

    And what of Sofia Coppola? She will receive three nominations come the end of this month. The first for Best Picture as one of the film's producers, another for Best Director, and one more for Best Original Screenplay (which she deserves to win). The script is smart enough that the characters don't cheapen their relationship by making it "Hollywood" and sleeping together (a choice rarely seen in contemporary films).

    I do have one question: Would this film have succeeded the way it does if another actor played the role of Bob? I'm still not sure, but luckily we'll never have to find out. Bill Murray has graced this picture with an almost indescibable quality and has aided in creating (along with the talented cast and crew) a memorable film which belongs on the "Classics" shelf.


  • In With The Out Crowd

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    About a Boy  (2002)

    Meet the Fockers  (2004)

    Garden State  (2004)

    The Rage in Placid Lake is a beautiful, funny encouragement to lead a less structured life in order to achieve greater happiness.  The titular character, so named by his anti-establishment parents in hopes of him living up to that image, is a human Gumby in the middle of a frantic social tug-of-war. 

    Placid’s parents use him as a guinea pig for exercising their oddball societal beliefs.  Their clueless experiments consistently transform Placid into a lamb to the slaughter, similar to Marcus in About A Boy.  The continual adolescent opposition Placid faces as a result of his stark differences is personified by the brutal ostracism and fists of three bullies.  These abusive classmates are the epitome of the Lake parents’ collective enemies and yet the adults continue to assume that their failed vicarious efforts are beneficial to their son.  Poor, mangled, confused Placid.

    And then there is Gemma, Placid’s lifelong platonic female friend who has been the only rock in his turbulent odd life.  Gemma is an intellectual prodigy, trained from a young age by her academia-loving father to compensate for the loss of her talented mother.  Unsure of another way of life and wary of the Lake parents’ polar opposite existence, Gemma unquestioningly accepts her father’s great expectations, especially when he laces his requests with the memory of her mother.  Through Gemma, Placid is able to take enough of the wacky from his parents and enough common sense from her world to forge a quirky personality bent on living in an independent manner tangental to both of these parties.  The only problem is that he thrives in her presence and nowhere else.

    As a result of his unusual situation, Placid concocts a plan to shock both his parents (by joining the way of life they oppose) and the bullies (by succeeding at their rules) in hopes of winning Gemma over by turning himself into the man he perceives she will love.  By first physically breaking himself, Placid assumes that he can do the same personally.  Wrapped in a full body cast, he rests supine on a hospital bed while finalizing steps to become that person and then takes swift action. 

    Of course, when Placid puts on the suit and walks the walk, he is faced with another conundrum.  In compromising his basic being to become a mold-fitting 9-5er, Placid likewise alters his relationship with Gemma for the worse.

    When Gemma then decides that she too wants to buck the system, Placid experiences the true epiphany that failed to occur as a result of his body cast experience.  As in most coming-of-age stories, the leads discover that change is often bad and that they were better off where they began.  However, neither would value the importance of their true selves had it not been for the attempted evolution.  As a result, they ironically change for the better by basically staying the same.  The only difference is that they now know about life on the other side.

    In addition to the mostly fresh take on “to thine own self be true,” Tony McNamara’s film is an intelligent commentary on having “hip” parents and what their rebel ways do to their offspring.  Doug and Sylvia Lake are like Bernie and Roz Focker if they had stayed in the commune.  While both sets of movie parents make life interesting for their only-child sons through unconventional child rearing, the Lakes make interpreting love as their overriding message difficult to fathom.  Greg Focker’s good heart comes from his mother and father, but Placid Lake is forced to find his support system outside of the family in Gemma.  It is this love that allows Placid to reconnect with his family despite their inability to respect him as a true individual.

    Ben Lee’s comedic stage behavior as a musician translates well to his feature film debut.  His constantly grinning Placid is a testament to the “sticks and stones” playground rhyme, both unaffected by lifelong bullies’ taunts and made of a fragile skeletal system.  Rose Byrne is given the Anne Hathaway-in-Princess Diaries style treatment as Gemma, a wonderful foil for Placid who is more like him than he initially realizes.  The duo's scenes are the film's best and its overall weakness may be a lack of screen time for Gemma.

    Is Placid Lake the Australian Garden State?  Maybe, but it is more a hybrid with Zach Braff’s film and an Abrams/Zucker Brothers yukfest.  Sometimes the gags feel too isolating but greatly succeed at conveying discomfort in the vein of “Curb Your Enthusiasm” or the U.S. “The Office.”  Unintentional cross-dressing may be the linking factor between Placid and Michael Scott, though Placid was at least aware of the situation at age 5 and Michael clueless at 40something.  It is this awareness that allows Placid to stand out as a new brand of quirky young adult film protagonists who want audiences to learn to relax.  Instead of conforming, they want us find that comfortable balance between anarchist and corporate servant, though thinking too hard about the whole concept is taboo as well.  Thanks for the advice, Placid.  Now go find a job.


 

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