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Sunday, October 31, 2010

Catching Up: Mini-Reviews

When 2010 is over and done, I feel like it will be the B-pictures that will frame much of the narrative, at least for me. With delightful oddities like Predators, Kick-Ass, The Other Guys, Splice, and the schlock masterpiece Piranha 3D, the year has had plenty of gulty pleasures to fill in for the lack of great prestige films and blockbusters. October continued that trend with another surprisingly engrossing B-picture to add to that list, in addition to a few other odds and ends worth looking at. Here's a look at some of the things I saw in October.



Paranormal Activity 2

For those keeping score, Paranormal Activity was in my top 10 last year. A perfect blend of cinema verite and genuine chills, I adored it in a way I haven't adored a horror film in years. A sequel so soon screams "cash grab," so I was a bit dismayed to see them churn this sequel out. Thankfully, they seemed to have kept much of what made the original work. While I do have some major qualms (too much back story to explain how it connects to the first movie, no interesting characters, a feeling of been there, done that), it is still a frightening movie in its own right. I was on edge for most of the film, and the style still works wonders in creating fear. As you'd expect with a sequel, it never rises to the same level of horror as the first one, but there is at least one moment where it rivals the original for unexpected terror. Not great, but better than you'd expect considering the circumstances.






Jackass 3D

What an unexpectedly fun movie. I'm not really a fan of the Jackass crew, so I had no real hopes for this film, so color me surprised to find it as engaging as it is. These guys have so finely tuned their "craft" that they know precisely what to do and how to interact with each other in order to elicit the most extreme reactions from their audience. While there were some bits that simply don't work, the hit to miss ratio for this film was definitely much more on the hit side. Johnny Knoxville in particular has so much charisma that he can make even the most feces laden skit a winner. The use of 3D is also quite innovative, with the opening and closing credits real standout examples of how much fun you can have with 3D technology.






The Social Network

I struggled with how to put my thoughts on this film into writing, simply because it is so good. To say that literally every aspect of The Social Network is top notch doesn't do justice to this film. Everyone from David Fincher, to Aaron Sorkin, to the entire cast, to the editor and sound mixers, to Trent Reznor's score, to the seamless digital effects - I really do mean everyone is on top of their game here. I wouldn't have expected a film about the creation of Facebook to be very interesting, but it rises above a simple biopic to become a sort of document of the times we live in and how much our world has changed in the digital age. You've probably already read about how great Andrew Garfield, Justin Timberlake, and Jesse Eisenberg are in this film, so I want to shine a light on the performance I found to be by far the best: Armie Hammer. Playing the role of twins perfectly, he was a revelation. He takes what would have been two villainous characters in the wrong hands and made them likable, honorable guys with endless charisma. He may not be the best part of this masterful film, but he is the part that has stuck with me the longest.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Never Let Me Go

Through all of cinema, one cliche has stood the test of time to aid the lazy storyteller. If you have a bad movie, you simply start the movie at least halfway through the story with some shocking or intriguing snippet, then jump back and show us how the film got to that point. It shows that the filmmaker either knows they have a dud, or simply do not trust the audience to appreciate their film without a carrot at the end of a stick. You could probably count on your two hands the number of films that have pulled this gimmick off with any shred of dignity. Never Let Me Go is not one of those films. We start with Kathy (Carey Mulligan) standing wistfully in a meadow, as her voice over recounts the mysterious and tragic events that just maybe could have been avoided. If only they'd known back then what they know now. Etc, etc. Why does the film do this? Because the film then spends the next chunk of the film with a bunch of child actors no one knows and doesn't come out and say what is going on right away. We're simply too dumb to appreciate the film unless we know Carey Mulligan will show up and lend us her star power as she faces tragic circumstances. But Never Let Me Go would not be a bad movie if this cliche was the only thing wrong with it. No, there is plenty more wrong with this film than that.

Never Let Me Go revolves around a central concept that is conveyed to the audience fairly quickly if you pay attention, and it is given away in the trailers, so I will delve into it here as well. It's almost impossible to dissect what went wrong with this film without doing so, so you are warned. Kathy, as well as Ruth (Keira Knightley) and Tommy (Andrew Garfield) are attending a school for clones. These children are raised to know nothing of the outside world, so that they can easily be harvested for parts later in life. It's actually a really interesting concept, and the film invites questions about a society that would allow this to happen. Unfortunately, it also makes for some of the least interesting characters in recent memory. See, because they've been raised to not understand basic concepts or emotions, these characters are all hollow, empty vessels. There is simply nothing engaging about any of them, only their situation. Often they do things only because they are aware it's what people do. For example, Kathy finds and reads a porno magazine at one point, but she simply stares at it and flips through it. She is neither excited by it or repulsed. There is no emotion at all. These moments (and they come often) are creepy and not engaging.

It's frustrating because we should care deeply that these human beings are going to be killed for their body parts, but I started to feel like they really will be more useful as parts than as human beings. It also makes for three boring central performances (and in Andrew Garfield's case, notably awful acting). All three turn in impenetrable performances that make it hard to care or be engaged. Ruth and Kathy have a bit of a feud over who will get to be with Tommy throughout the film, but with only a few exceptions it feels like neither character really cares about Tommy. Nor do we really understand why anyone would care about him. He hardly talks, and seems to be mildly retarded. And yet both women love him simply because he is there. That isn't enough. There is a moment near the end of the film where Tommy finally gets a moment to emote, but instead of having any sort of gravitas, it elicited laughter from my theater. Garfield's low monotone line readings and inability to engage with his costars makes Tommy into a pitiful fool of a character, and it sinks the core character relationships throughout.

In spite of all this, visually the film stands out. The writing and acting may not have gotten to the heart of what emotions this story should convey, but the alternately sparse and dreamy cinematography certainly did. The film looks like it takes place long ago, only to slowly reveal itself to be more futuristic than we expected. One shot in particular actually stands out as one of the more memorable of the year: a lone boat stranded on an empty beach, mirroring the isolation and displacement these characters must be feeling in the world outside of their school walls. But smart visuals don't make a movie good, they just draw attention to how much everything else seems to be lacking.

I've not read the book upon which this is based, but it seems like the kind of story that works so much better on the page. It's certainly a great concept, but those very basic emotional flaws make it nearly impossible to do with any justice. The core idea of the film is we're supposed to care about these people, to be outraged by the things our society would do to improve life for the wealthy at the expense of others. But at no point did the film engage me with its characters, ideas, or story. And that opening is just the insulting cherry on top of it all.