Sabtu, 18 Januari 2014

Director’s Cut: James Marsh (‘Shadow Dancer’)

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When I met James Marsh in the lavish basement of Manhattan’s unfailingly hip Crosby Hotel, the energetic 50-year-old filmmaker was crouched over his iPad with the wide-eyed fervor of a child consumed by his Game Boy in the backseat of the family car.  Marsh, it turns out, wasn’t in the throes of a spirited Pokémon duel, but rather negotiating the finer points of his next project. Of course, this just made things that much more terrible when I promptly spilled my coffee all over him and his device before I could even say “hello.” Awesome. What made this naturally awkward situation even worse is that the world could really use another James Marsh film, and the last thing I want to do is get in the way of that happening as soon as possible.

“Shadow Dancer,” the latest “narrative” film from a director who alternates between fiction and documentary modes in such a way as to reveal the uselessness of that strict dichotomy, premiered at Sundance all the way back in January of 2012, and is only now reaching American audiences in theaters and on VOD. Set amidst the dwindling Troubles of Northern Ireland circa 1993, “Shadow Dancer” is a wrenchingly tense drama about a mother (the suddenly ubiquitous Andrea Riseborough) who, after botching an IRA plot to detonate a bomb in the London Tube, is caught by the British authorities (as embodied by Clive Owen and Gillian Anderson) and given an impossible choice: She can either be imprisoned for life, or return to her close-knit terrorist family as a government informant. A far cry from the inspired fantasticality of Marsh’s Oscar-winning “Man on Wire,” “Shadow Dancer” is a spare and severe piece of work about betrayal, inherited violence and the politics of trust (read our full review here).

When Marsh returned to the table after cleaning himself off (his iPad was unharmed, and he couldn’t possibly have been nicer about my little mishap), we chatted about the divide between the personal side of politics, the influence of Robert Bresson on his work and whether or not heavily accented English-language films should be subtitled for American audiences.

FILM.COM: “Shadow Dancer.” There’s a scene in the film where Collette is told that a volunteer is never off-duty, and she responds that a mom is never off-duty, either. And it reminded me of this Julia Hallam quote, where she writes: “It is now less clear what does and does not constitute the category of ‘politics’: if the personal, the cultural and the social are all included within the political, then all texts are political in some sense and none are specifically so.” And I was curious if you think that “Shadow Dancer” is a political film, or if you think that such designations are ultimately useless. 

JAMES MARSH: In the sense of that quote, “Shadow Dancer” is a political film. But of course, the given is politics in that situation. What I wanted to do was to take overt politics out of the script that I was given, and make it much more about the psychology of a family and the psychology of betrayal – how spying on your own family would feel on a day-to-day basis. The situation in Northern Ireland was by its very nature political, and now thank god is more political than anything else. But certainly what I didn’t want to do was take any sides in this film, neither side is “right” and both have their grievances, and during the time the film is set everyone has been tainted by what’s been going on for 30 years.

Her life is like a weed that grows around this conflict.

Indeed. You’re born into this conflict, you don’t get to choose what side you’re on. If you’re born in a certain part of Belfast, you will be on one side.

And of course how the film opens reflects that, in media res into this divide. I can only speak for myself, but I feel like many Americans understand the violence of the Troubles, but not its root cause. 

Not many people do, quite frankly. Not even many of the people involved.

And in the film, the violence is just a part of Collette’s DNA, a part of who she is. She doesn’t have an opportunity to live any other way. 

What’s remarkable about so many conflicts is that, without them, these same people would probably be reasonable and decent people, and yet it’s the circumstances that brings out the beast in us.

And, to go back to something you said that I found illuminating, the hope is that it becomes even more political so that it can become less… human. 

Politics is about negotiation and dialogue, insults and blackmail and everything that goes along with it. But it’s not about bloodshed.

I thought it was really interesting that this story, which is based on the fiction of a novel, is about a woman. I’m wondering how integral that was to the story, and how gender plays into ideas of trust. 

Well, that’s a very interesting set of questions and speculations. The script I got was much longer and more complicated and had much more politics in it, and it was my instinct to go and make Collette the protagonist of the story, and therefore to enter the conflict through a female point-of-view, and also a mother’s point-of-view. The generational aspect is significant so far as the story plays out. That was one of the appeals to me, that you could do this, that women were involved in this very actively in many ways. How it plays out… Collette and the women have much less power than the men, part of gender identity I guess, and the fact that she has the least power makes her have the most appalling choices. But those choices eventually empower her in some perverse way.

Well, I was going to say, I understand what you mean when you say that she ostensibly has less power than the men – 

– Less given power.

Sure, but she and her mother are uniquely endowed with a power that the men in the story can fathom and suspect, but not wield. 

A power available to them in part because they’re mothers. Collette can only do what she’s doing based on the defining principle of her motherhood. That’s the bargain she’s offered: Your freedom relies on you snooping on your family to save another part of your family.

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And then we return to the notion of how dangerous it is when the domestic and the political become inextricable from one another.

And that’s exactly what plays out in Northern Ireland. And you see it in neighbors. Your neighbor over there is your enemy because of certain circumstances, and not because there’s any good reason for them to be your enemy. And that’s scary stuff.

Absolutely. And I wonder… so far as the end of the film is concerned, and I hate to question an ambiguous ending, I feel like that’s a terrible thing to do because it’s left ambiguous for a reason, but I’ll try to make this as abstract as possible… do you think that Collette is left with the potential for happiness or a way to find some sort of catharsis in the future?

How interesting. Well, I think she’s a woman who’ll be haunted by what she’s done for the rest of her life, and as an emblem for Northern Ireland itself, time does heal… superficially. It’s happened in that part of the country, and in the UK, and now there’s a generation coming of age, 18 or 19 years old, that don’t know that conflict on a daily basis. If you live through that conflict it will always mark you, somehow, if you see Martin McGuiness who is a known IRA terrorist, making jokes with Ian Paisley who is a Protesstant minister and politician, then there’s hope for all of us if those two can get along.

It does feel like a hopeful ending… 

If you know the history of what then happens, this dialogue, this political informant exploitation leads somewhere, and that’s significant. What we later found out generally is that the British secret service had put a lot of high-level informants into the IRA by this time, and they got very good at doing that. And the IRA had become a very good terrorist organization, both forces were battle-hardened. So you could say, cynically, that one of the reasons that the British government were able to make those first tentative steps towards a dialogue is that they knew that certain factions of the IRA were gong to be receptive to them. There was a very famous note that was passed to the British government from the IRA saying that the conflict was over. So this was going on behind the scenes, much of which we’ll never know about, and there was collateral damage to people, but it all lead to somewhere that was better.

You didn’t actually film in Belfast, correct? You filmed in Dublin?

Right, but that was entirely financial.

But ideally you would have filmed in Belfast?

Oh, definitely, we tried desperately to do that, but we couldn’t make the money work. Ultimately you have to go where you can make the film, and Dublin has many similarities to Belfast.

Sure, it’s not like I could tell the difference. 

It’s only an hour’s drive from Belfast, and they both have a very strong Victorian flavor to them. But you can find housing estates that are very similar in both cities, and the weather is the same. It’s not like shooting in Monte Carlo.

Would you have felt as if you were tapping into something vibrant, a living history, if you shot in Belfast? 

Definitely, that’s why we wanted to do it. We thought it would be a very good idea. Andrea Riseborough did a lot of that work herself, she spent a lot of time in Belfast during pre-production to get in touch with that history and perfect the accent. People absorb things, so she brought all of that back to Dublin which was great for the rest of us.

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I hesitate to get into the subject that I imagine dominates so many of your interviews, this dichotomy between your narrative features and your documentary films, I’m of the mind that both terms are dirty words. But watching your films, I feel like you upend the obvious approach, with your documentary films being more likely to be shot on sticks with a locked-off camera, while your narrative films tend to feel a bit looser and feature a more handheld aesthetic.  

That’s true, and the first film I shot was all hand-held, just for financial reasons because we had to shoot as quickly as possible, without much finessing. But that showed me what hand-held could do. There’s actually not much hand-held in “Shadow Dancer,” though people think… well, there’s been observations made in quite a number of the reviews I’ve seen that there’s a lot of hand-held but there really isn’t much at work whatsoever. It’s much more, dare I say it, controlled, even more than “Red Riding” was. But it’s true, you’re trying to get at a level of realism in a feature film that documentary films implicitly provide you, and I tend to get away from that. In “Man on Wire” the reconstructions are very fantastical, they’re not supposed to be realistic, they’re cartoonish. They’re deliberately like a heist movie, very genre, because reality is a given.

So when you’re approaching a film, you don’t first consider the mode of filmmaking and then build your aesthetic around that, it sort of happens more organically? 

Definitely. Stylistically, you work out from material rather than impose things upon it. In “Man on Wire,” we filmed the reconstructions like a heist or a silent film because that’s the way that Philip Petit saw it, so I thought why not make that real, somehow? Whereas this film was very much about creating a level of anxiety and dread for the main character from the get-go.

To speak for the critical community, I think there’s one scene that really cements a false impression that hand-held is used much more than it is, the scene where Collette puts her hood on and her partner gets shot… it registers ecstatically in a way that might not be representative of how you filmed it. 

Well, that was steadicam! You know, whatever people make of my films is fine by me, but there is that sort of impression because it is a realistic backdrop, a Ken Loach kind of look. Our approach was very methodical in terms of our shot sequences and rhythms we worked out ahead of time with the DP.

What about cinematographer Rob Hardy’s previous work made him feel like the right choice to you for this?

We were companions on “Red Riding,” Rob shot the first “Red Riding” film. And I read that screenplay, of the first film, and I almost did that film and had ideas on how to do it, and Rob seemed to get those ideas and he put them all on screen. And I’ve worked with a DP named Igor Martinovich who’s based in New York, and I was very curious for Igor to come shoot a film in Leeds as a Croatian living in New York, but when it came to “Shadow Dancer” I felt like I got on well with Rob, we liked the same movies.

You could speak to each other in references. 

You know that you value the same things, and therefore it was a very pleasing and open collaboration. And I tend to become friends with DPs, all of my best friends are DPs, that’s one of the great things about making films because if you have those relationships they’re based on trust and loyalty.

I read that you watched Robert Bresson’s “Au Hasard Balthazar” when you were making “Project Nim,” which makes eminent sense, and I was wondering if there were any films you watched as touchstones for “Shadow Dancer?” 

Bresson, again! I mena it sounds awful to make Bresson your reference point when you’re not fit to clean his shoes as a filmmaker, but the opening scene of the film as written was a big long elaborate bike chase through the streets of London, and I thought there was no way we could afford to do it. And I remembered that scene in “Pickpocket” where they go to the underground in Paris and it’s just the most brilliantly tense scene done with the most simple, economic means. Bresson is a great director of thrillers, “A Man Escaped” is so tense and exciting, yet he’s known for his spiritual quests and his Catholic worldview and his work with actors and how he emptied them out. And yet he’s a great director of thrillers, so Bresson again loomed large. He’s just an amazingly good filmmaker, and he shoots things so simply. It’s so unfussy, and done very simply and it’s all very very clear what he wants you to take away from the film and the performances. So he’s a great study.

Well, I look forward to seeing your “L’Argent.” 

I look forward to making it!

One last question, a purely semantic one, but there’s an ongoing debate as to what to do when you have thickly accented English-language films playing in America, should they be subtitled?

Subtitled, for sure. Absolutely. People are struggling to understand, and there’s so much whispering in the film, I’m all in favor of making the language as available as possible, and if subtitles are possible then by all means include them. In the British isles you get in tune with the various accents, you hear people from Scotland and you hear people from Newcastle and it’s part of your linguistic repertoire, whereas Americans don’t get the same kind of exposure to the endless variety of English that are spoken in the British Isles. “Red Riding” was released with subtitles and I was very happy about that.

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Tags: Andrea riseborough, Clive owen, Director's cut, Interview, James marsh, Shadow dancer

Kamis, 16 Januari 2014

12 ROUNDS: RELOADED (2013)

12 ROUNDS: RELOADED (2013)

Tanggal Rilis : 4 June 2013 (USA)
Jenis Film : Action
Diperankan Oleh : Brian Markinson, Randy Orton, Cindy Busby

Ringkasan Cerita 12 ROUNDS: RELOADED (2013) :

As paramedic Nick Malloy, Orton jumps into overdrive in this pulse-pounding, thrill ride filled with gripping suspense! Malloy receives a terrifying call from a vengeful psychopath connected to his past, and the maniac (Brian Markinson) threatens to unleash a murder spree unless Nick can complete a series of 12 challenges without involving the cops or missing a single deadline. With no time to spare — and his own wife’s life on the line — Nick must piece together cryptic clues and hunt down the killer before it’s too late!

[IMDb rating : -/10 (voting begins after release)]
[Awards : - ]
[Production Co : WWE Studios]
[IMDb link : http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2317524]

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Rabu, 15 Januari 2014

THE BRASS TEAPOT (2012)

THE BRASS TEAPOT (2012)

Tanggal Rilis : 4 April 2013 (Russia)
Jenis Film : Comedy | Fantasy | Thriller
Diperankan Oleh : Juno Temple, Alexis Bledel, Alia Shawkat

Ringkasan Cerita THE BRASS TEAPOT (2012) :

Ide film terbaru garapan sutradara Ramaa Mosley ini bisa dibilang cukup nyeleneh dan agak sedikit kacangan. Itu kalau dilihat dari sampul cerita ide film ini ya. Kisah teko yang dapat menghasilkan uang adalah cerita fiksi yang kekanak-kanakan. Tapi garis besar ceritanya bukanlah tentang itu, melainkan seberapa besar kamu rela berkorban untuk uang. Film The Brass Teapot memang bercerita tentang hal itu. Kisahnya menceritakan tentang pasangan muda John (Juno Temple) dan Alice (Michael Angarano) yang secara tak sengaja menemukan teko ajaib disebuah toko antik. Mereka langsung menyadari bahwa ada yang tak biasa dengan teko tersebut. Teko tersebut dapat mengeluarkan uang, namun dengan syarat sang pemilik teko harus menyakiti diri mereka sendiri terlebih dahulu, dengan cara apapun.

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[IMDb rating : 6.2/10]
[Awards : 2 nominations]
[Production Co : Atlantic Pictures (II), Laundry Films, Northern Lights Films]
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Selasa, 14 Januari 2014

OZ THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (2013)

OZ THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (2013)

Tanggal Rilis : 8 March 2013 (USA)
Jenis Film : Adventure | Family | Fantasy
Diperankan Oleh : James Franco, Michelle Williams, Rachel Weisz

Ringkasan Cerita OZ THE GREAT AND POWERFUL (2013) :

Disney kembali membuat film bergenre Action/Adventure/Fantasy dengan judul “Oz the Great and Powerful” yang akan dirilis pada bulan Maret 2013. Film ini disutradarai oleh Sam Raimi, yang terkenal dengan The Spiderman Trilogy & Alice in Wonderland! Begitu Anda mendengar judul “Alice in Wonderland” saja, Anda pasti langsung terbayang landscape yang indah bak negeri dongeng dan segala keunikan dunia fantasi di dalamnya. Dan benar saja, kalau Anda menyaksika trailer Oz the Great and Powerful, Anda akan langsung terkagum dengan dunia dongeng yang digambarkan di dalamnya.

Film ini berkisah tentang Oscar Diggs (James Franco : Spiderman, Spring Breakers), seorang ahli sulap dari sebuah sirkus kecil dengan karakter eksentrik, yang menemukan dirinya terbawa dari Kansas yang membosankan, ke Land of Oz. Saat pertama kali tiba di negeri ajaib ini, ia mengira dirinya telah menemukan puncak kejayaan dan ketenaran akan menjadi miliknya hanya dengan menjentikkan jari. Semuanya itu berubah ketika ia bertemu dengan ketiga penyihir: Theodora (Mila Kunis : Black Swan, Ted), Evanora (Rachel Weisz : The Mummy, Constantine, The Bourne Legacy), dan Glinda (Michelle Williams : Dawson’s Creek, My Week With Marilyn).

Ketiga penyihir tidak yakin bahwa Oscar adalah penyihir terhebat yang dinantikan oleh semua orang. Oscar pun terlibat dalam pertempuran epik yang melanda Land of Oz dan penduduknya. Berbekal keahlian sulap yang dimilikinya, Oscar pun sedikit demi sedikit berubah menjadi penyihir hebat Wizard of Oz, dan juga berubah menjadi pria yang lebih baik. Nah, apakah film fantasi dengan budget yang mencapai sekitar 200 juta dolar ini mampu menghibur dan memuaskan para penggemar kisah Oz?

[IMDb rating : 6.8/10]
[Awards : 1 win & 3 nominations]
[Production Co : Walt Disney Pictures , Roth Films]
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Minggu, 12 Januari 2014

Cannes Review: My Sweet Pepper Land’

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It’s only at a place like the Cannes Film Festival where you can hear about an Iraqi-Kurdish modern western with dark comedy elements and greet it with a nonchalance. Hiner Saleem’s entry in 2013's Un Certain Regard, “My Sweet Pepper Land,” is no masterpiece, but it is an interesting blend of classic cinema tropes set in the extremely specific (and rarely discussed) liberated Kurdistan.

We open in 2003. Saddam Hussein has been ousted and the new Kurdish government is proud to present their first ever execution. “We can have no democracy without security and we can have no security without punishment.” With that, a noose goes around a criminal’s neck, but no one has given thought where to hang him. As the officials stoically look on in wide-angled portraiture (and the condemned’s long legs touch the ground as he dangles) it’s clear that Baran (Korkmaz Arslan) has had enough.

A former leader in the armed resistance he is now a high ranking security official, but pencil pushing in the capital is not for him. (Especially with his mother trying to fix him up with a wife.) He requests a transfer and ends up in Qamarlan on the Turkish border – a hub of weapons and prescription drug trafficking that’s a two hour walk from the closest road now that the Turks have bombed out the bridge.

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Also en route to Qamarlan is Govand (Golshifteh Farahani,) an educated, independent-minded woman compelled to teach in the village schoolhouse despite the protestations of her neanderthal-minded brothers. She hooks up with Baran en route (along with his Gaucho-attired deputy Reber, played by Suat Usta) and soon they’re back at the village, and met by henchmen of the local warlord Aziz Aga (Tarik Akreyi).

Aziz doesn’t want Govand there because she’s a modern woman and he certainly doesn’t want Baran there because he seems like a Commander who’ll actually enforce the law. We very quickly recognize the Old West dynamic here. We’ve got the new sheriff, his loyal sidekick, the good woman and the bad guy. All we need is the cowboy music.

And we get it! At the station Baran will turn on the radio now and then and, wouldn’t you know it, they get good rockabilly up there. It may be a village with only one phone (at the police station, so “you’ll hear all about love and hens and roosters,” warns Reber) but it also has gorgeous high thread-count bedding that would make an Anthropologie shopper weep. This deviation from strict realism – as well as the dissonance of seeing villains on horseback amid modern houses – works very much in “My Sweet Pepper Land”‘s favor. The gorgeous cinematography both of the landscapes and the interiors are among the film’s chief pleasures.

The inevitable bloody confrontation, however, pulls a bit of a switcheroo, opting not to go with slow-motion or exciting music. The violence is quick and dirty, not at all stylized like the botched capital punishment from the top of the film.

Throughout the film we’ll see Govand taking comfort in playing a metal drum that looks like a giant tagine. It’s echoey tones resemble a marimba’s, but repetitive loops of fast-paced thrumming evoke a kind of drone. I initially thought it was some sort of traditional Kurdish instrument, but after a solid hour of Internet research (oh, the things I do for you!) I could not find out what the thing was called. I sent a hail mary over Twitter. A Turkish friend listed a number of different regional percussion instruments, but a follower from Finland soon recognized what I was describing was a Hang Drum – an instrument created by a Swiss-German collaboration in 2001. It’s quite lovely music and further speaks to “My Sweet Pepper Land”‘s ability to be both modern and traditional. A fine example of a detail not essential to the plot that adds an ineffable quality to this intriguing, enjoyable film.

SCORE: 7.4 / 10

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Tags: Cannes 2013, Cannes film festival, Jordan hoffman, Kurdistan, My Sweet Pepper Land, Review

Jumat, 10 Januari 2014

Review: ‘After Earth’

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We open with a voice-over, followed immediately by flashbacks. Incredibly, with these bold strokes, “After Earth” announces it will be terrible right from the outset, and woe be upon the person who holds out hope that it will get better after the initial wobbly start. It will not get better, it will only get worse, until you’re actively cheering for a teenage kid to get eaten by a tiger (and wanting the tiger to savor every bite). I didn’t plan to feel this way, and no one could have predicted the best possible outcome for the film would be the brutal murder of a character one of the Smithlettes was portraying, but you did this to me, “After Earth”. You made me root against the good guy, mostly because you made him so incompetent, so repugnant, so unlikable, that you rendered his journey and story arc meaningless. For when is a hero not a hero? When he acts worse than your average guy off the street. “After Earth” stupefies us with nonsense, such little thought and logic went into this idea that it can’t even be considered a rough draft, this is a movie almost daring an audience to emotionally detach throughout. For shame!

To explain the threadbare plot shouldn’t take particularly long, even though the 100-minute running time of “After Earth” lasts around six years. Will Smith, as the delightfully named Cypher Raige, is a general in a futuristic army. He’s human, a descendant of Earthlings forced to flee the planet because “we destroyed it,” though the destruction seems to have been a mix of nuclear bombs, pollution, and natural disasters. 1,000 years later, everyone lives on a planet called Nova Prime, where things are pretty peachy except for the occasional Ursa monster, a predator that is utterly blind, able to hunt based solely upon the scent humans make when they’re afraid. Cypher is FEARLESS, and thus doesn’t secrete the “fear” pheromone, so he’s able to waltz up to these Ursas and wallop them with impunity. He definitely gives them the ol’ “what for,” I tell you. Look here, Ursa, there’s a new sheriff in town, and this one can’t be smelt.

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Now, set aside your thinking cap for just a moment, the one that says, “well couldn’t they wear airtight suits, or make a perfume, or use missiles, or mix fear smells with poisonous gas, or have robots punch all the Ursas, or use drones that existed a full millennium earlier to hunt the Ursa down, all while they snacked in front of a futuristic monitor?” No! Put all of these thoughts right out of your head! “After Earth” has no time for your foolishness, because it’s too busy getting Cypher and his son, Kitai (Jaden Smith, clearly typecast as Will’s son) together for an adventure. Kitai wants to be a Ranger too, just like his dad, but he doesn’t have the “no fear” part down yet, which would make him Ursa lunch, or dinner, depending on the time of day.

Cypher and Kitai (coincidentally the name of my new CBS pilot) are having trouble connecting, because dad is always out stomping around, secreting nothing but machismo and Old Spice. To alleviate the growing distance between them, Cypher brings Kitai along on a training mission, that, you guessed it, goes horribly wrong. They are then marooned on Earth, and Cypher is hurt, leaving Kitai to perform a dangerous life-saving mission by his lonesome. He’s got his dad to virtually lead him, using futuristic “Go-Pro” technology every step of the way, but he’s going to have to prove he’s got the right stuff, or else they are both, gulp, dead meat.

That’s not a terrible premise. Or rather, it’s not a wholly terrible premise, there are good parts in there, like the father-son bonding, future Rangers, and men who have been named Cypher without any subtext whatsoever. Sadly, as soon as the action switches to Earth, around 20 minutes in, it’s all doom from there on out. Little Kitai fights poisonous slugs, a giant bird, tigers, simians, and ultimately, ugh, himself. Along the way he’ll have to prove he’s every bit the man that dad is, even if dad happens to come off as a complete jerky jerk who raised a son that wouldn’t be fit to deliver newspapers on a rainy day. Indeed, Kitai is the kid you’d put in charge if you were working for Team Ursa, he has so many ways to fail that the scouts would label him a “five-fool player” and draft him the first round of the “nincompoop draft”.

Yes, Kitai is instantly unlikable, when he’s not listening to his parents, he’s proving he knows nothing about the world, and when he is tuning into what his father is saying, it’s usually just so he can come back with a genius rejoinder such as, “I can do it myself, Dad! I don’t need your help!”

So, unlikable hero, a distant and disposable father-son bond, but surely the futuristic aspect of “After Earth” gets in there and salvages this thing, right? Well, no. Not at all. If anything it makes it so much worse, because when the action parts are playing out, riddled with logic problems, you find yourself pining for the quiet stupidity of an abusive dad and his ninny son. For instance, Kitai wears a fancy suit that alerts him to danger by turning black, or to toxins by turning white. Now, whatever you do, don’t ask, “well, does it do something else besides turn color, like say put up a force field, or make him faster, or give him medicine, or maybe turn on an emergency jetpack, or provide a distraction to the predator, or camouflage him somewhat?” No! Do not ask these things, for the suit has just turned white, ooooh, how impressive. Why, they’ve stumbled onto the same lofty technology that the Coors guys use, to tell me when my beer is cold!

Here’s another example – the use of spears. Little Kitai Raige (Best band name ever) is sent out to fight thousands of predators with a mutable spear. Oh, it changes shapes, it can become a scythe, a sword, whatever sort of weapon you like, except for the one that would actually help, something along the lines of a machine gun. Can you imagine fighting off a pack of tiger-wolves with a freaking spear?! Or outrunning simians without anything resembling advanced technology? “After Earth” takes place in a time where we were able to figure out light speed and interstellar travel, but any weapon above “Swiss Army Knife” seems to outpace our ambition. That’s “After Earth” for you, where nothing makes any sense at all, not the weaponry, the relationships, the antagonists, or the mission itself. It’s astoundingly awful.

Thankfully, once you’ve gotten past the terrible logic and meaningless relationships, “After Earth” assaults you with a complete lack of tension. They are trying to kill this Kitai fellow off every ten minutes, only what are the chances of them doing just that? Especially 25 minutes in, when all the “action” commences? Everything in “After Earth” is arbitrary. Kitai must get to a transmitter because he needs to transmit. Cypher must not leave the ship himself because he’s hurt, no one else an be around because they’ve only got the one camera crew and so on, and so forth. He has exactly enough oxygen to finish the mission! Safety, each evening, is the exact distance he could plausibly reach! Cypher can man the computer interface 24/7 because he never needs bathroom breaks or food! And so on, and so forth, into the cold receding distance of irrelevance.

The level to which “After Earth” is a catastrophe is amazing, but what’s even more impressive is the lengths everyone must have had to gone to for such an epic level of failure. Everyone involved, from director M. Night Shyamalan all the way down to Jaden Smith is culpable, and truly capable of so much better. “After Earth” shouldn’t be seen on this planet, and if we ever discover new ones, habitable ones, we should take steps to make sure it’s never shown there either, just in case.

SCORE: 1.2 / 10

Laremy wrote the book on film criticism and thinks Shamalan’s best movie is actually “Unbreakable”.

Categories: Reviews

Tags: After Earth, Jaden smith, Laremy legel, M. night shyamalan, Review, Will smith

Kamis, 09 Januari 2014

Your Daily Short: ‘Rêverie’

Welcome to Your Daily Short, a new feature on Film.com that will highlight and stream a short film at high noon. Every weekday. Every week.

TODAY’S SHORT: “Rêverie” (Jaro Minne) 2011

RUNNING TIME: 3:46

WHY YOU SHOULD WATCH IT: Short and sweet, “Rêverie” is a wordlessly simple window into the guileless imagination of a child. So light that it’s barely there, Jaro Minne’s short is nevertheless perceptive enough to slightly realign your headspace and tweak the way you look at the world and the people around you, at least for the rest of your Monday. Which isn’t nothing.

Watch the previous Daily Short: “World Cinema” 

Do you have a favorite short film that you would like us to feature as Your Daily Short? Whether it’s something you love, something you made, or both, send it along to Filmdotcomshorts@Gmail.com and you might see it on the site!

Categories: Columns

Tags: Jaro Minne, Reverie, Short Film, Your Daily Short

Selasa, 07 Januari 2014

Eric’s Bad Movies: ‘Suburban Commando’ (1991)

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In 2012, professional wrestler and long-haired bald man Hulk Hogan was embarrassed when a video surfaced of him doing sexies with a lady who wasn’t his wife. I didn’t see the video in question — when it comes to wrestler-based pornography, I prefer the subtlety of Randy Savage’s “Snap Into a Slim Jim” — but it’s hard to imagine it was any more degrading than Hulk’s “Suburban Commando,” which was actually released in movie theaters.

This was Hulk Hogan’s second starring vehicle (after “No Holds Barred”), but it was the first time he’d played something other than a pro wrestler. He is Shep Ramsey, an intergalactic space soldier, possibly a mercenary, who zooms around the universe killing bad guys. He wears a grey unitard, plus silver gauntlets and boots, a bandolier and utility belt, and a codpiece. He looks like a pro wrestler who is going to Comic-Con.

Our introduction to Shep Ramsey comes when he infiltrates the evil Gen. Suitor’s spaceship to rescue a foreign planet’s president, then blows up the ship and saves only himself. For this abject failure he is mildly chewed out by his superior officer, who suggests that maybe Shep is a bit stressed from overwork. “I am NOT stressed out!!” Shep replies angrily. To emphasize how not stressed out he is, he punches his spaceship’s power console, thus destroying it and forcing an emergency landing on Earth, where he’ll have to wait for six weeks while his ship recharges itself. He complains about all of this as though there were a single element of it that is not completely his own fault.

This sounds like the setup for a comedy about an incompetent boob who keeps screwing things up but is rewarded anyway, like “MacGruber” or “Brett Ratner.” But “Suburban Commando” insists that Shep Ramsey is a hero worthy of admiration and praise, accompanying his every action with a valiant musical score. Maybe “Suburban Commando” didn’t see the first few scenes of “Suburban Commando”? In any event, now Shep is in generic American suburbia as the opening credits roll. Since it is 1991, these credits play under an excruciatingly white rap song, which was the style at the time.

So the deal is that Shep Ramsey will have to “blend in” on Earth for a few weeks, and since he is an alien he will misunderstand certain elements of human culture, and these misunderstandings will result in widespread hilarity leading to learning and growth. The only question is whether any of it will be funny or entertaining. The answer is no. It was hardly even a question, but I wanted to be fair.

Shep hides his damaged spaceship and disguises himself in Earthling clothes stolen from a mean man who mistreats his dog and thus deserves to have his clothes stolen. (That’s straight out of Leviticus.) Strolling through whatever town this is, Shep sees a flier on a telephone pole: “Apartment for Rent,” with an arrow pointing to the right. No address or anything, just “Apartment for Rent” and an arrow. This is very, very subtle advertising, but it’s enough for Shep to go directly to the right house a couple streets over. It is also a signifier that the people who made this film were, like Shep Ramsey, alien visitors unfamiliar with the fundamentals of Earth life.

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The house belongs to the Wilcox family, headed by wimpy architect dad Charlie (Christopher Lloyd) and gaunt pop-eyed mom Jenny (Shelley Duvall), with a couple of kids who don’t matter. (Whatever other faults this film has, at least it is not about Hulk Hogan befriending children and teaching them valuable life lessons. That’s the next one, “Mr. Nanny.”) They’re renting out what used to be Charlie’s workshop but which Jenny has converted into a homey apartment. She did it all in one day, while Charlie was at work, without telling him first, all of which is impressive on a number of levels.

Charlie is suspicious of this huge, weird stranger with the bright yellow hair and cartoon mustache, but he soon comes to realize Shep’s value, which is that he is big and strong and can intimidate bullies. Yes, despite being a grown man with a good job and a family, Charlie is regularly harassed by other grown men in his neighborhood who park their cars in front of his driveway, mock him, and generally treat him like the wimp he is. His boss mistreats him, too. Charlie is a George McFly type, only instead of being taught to stand up for himself by his time-traveling son, he learns confidence from a tan, oily spaceman.

Interspersed with scenes of Shep being a positive influence on Charlie are scenes of Shep being a dimwitted ox. He assaults the mailman and the paperboy because he thinks they are enemy combatants attacking the Wilcox home. He walks past a video arcade and thinks the games depict actual space battles, and that for some reason children are entrusted with the responsibility of overseeing the galaxy’s military force. He sees a street mime performing the “trapped in a box” thing and tries to free him from his invisible cage. The mime is performing at night on a side street in front of zero people, by the way — again, I think the filmmakers had heard of certain things that occur on planet Earth and wanted to include them in their movie even though they didn’t know the context in which they normally occur. This is what happens when you let pro wrestlers and aliens make movies together.

“Suburban Commando” can be seen on YouTube in its entirety…

Read the previous installment of Eric’s Bad Movies: “Sasquatch”

Categories: Columns

Tags: Christopher Lloyd, Eric d. snider, Eric's bad movies, Hulk Hogan, Shelley Duvall, Suburban commando

Minggu, 05 Januari 2014

Your Daily Short: ‘The Wedding’

Welcome to Your Daily Short, a new feature on Film.com that will highlight and stream a short film at high noon. Every weekday. Every week.

TODAY’S SHORT: “The Wedding” (Simon Cottee) 2011

RUNNING TIME: 5:26

WHY YOU SHOULD WATCH IT: What better way to start your weekend than with a gorgeous, melancholy Australian animated short? Ok, so maybe sadness isn’t necessarily the best note for a Friday, but how about beauty? “The Wedding” is a graceful little film, the story of a teenager heading to his father’s shipboard wedding, a father who abandoned him years before. He takes along his journal, a relic of his difficult childhood, with the intent of throwing it into the sea. Of course, nothing so poetic goes precisely as we’d planned.

The whole thing is narrated by the protagonist, including the voices of his father and his father’s fiancée. It’s reminiscent of a StoryCorps cartoon, which animate around pre-existing first-person narratives from the program’s many interviews. Yet the StoryCorps shorts can occasionally seem too much an uncreative representation of the audio, like Tuesday’s frustrating daily short “This Is Water.” “The Wedding” is nothing of the kind. It’s a triumph of collaboration, much more a conversation between animator and storyteller than the uncomplicated visual representation of narrative.

The script is by Jack Vening, an Australian writer of short stories. There are lines of bold, literary quality; the fiancée is “tall like she’d been cut from God’s original clay to hold up a corner of the earth.” Animator/director Simon Cottee mostly lets these lyrical moments stand on their own, choosing not to embellish them with his imagery. Rather, the bravura moments of animation come independently, woven in between the florid prose. There’s a particularly impressive bit toward the end when the boy imagines what will happen to his journal after being tossed into the surf, sinking down to be eaten by fish and inhabited by crabs. The near-constant but intuitive score from Jean-Baptiste Guignard keeps it all together, the final layer of a film with a great deal of subtle intelligence.

“The Wedding” plays tonight as part of Rooftop Films’ “Love Hurts” program. The evening also includes the Oscar-nominated animated short “Head Over Heels,” a film by Amy Seimetz, and Tribeca favorite “RPG OKC.”

Watch the previous Daily Short: “Bridges” 

Do you have a favorite short film that you would like us to feature as Your Daily Short? Whether it’s something you love, something you made, or both, send it along to Filmdotcomshorts@Gmail.com and you might see it on the site!

Categories: Columns

Tags: Animation, Daniel Walber, Short Film, Simon Cottee, The Wedding, Your Daily Short

Sabtu, 04 Januari 2014

Cannes Review: ‘Rock the Casbah’

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It’s going to take a lot more than a movie to level-up the peace process between Israel and Palestine, but Yair Horowitz’ striking new film “Rock the Casbah” ranks quite high on the list that succinctly expresses just how difficult and intractable the situation is. While it does dip its toe into a maudlin pool on more than one occasion, it also exudes the punk rock attitude implied in its title, ensuring that the film is dynamic – dare I say entertaining – and not just depressing.

It’s 1989, the first Intifada, and a busload of young IDF grunts are billeted on the Gaza Strip. Their cut-from-marble commander (Angel Bonnani) quickly lays out the rules. They are entering the city to calm things down. Things will be “back to normal in two or three weeks.” The blue magazines have rubber bullets, the red ones are real. They are only to switch to red after a series of explicit transgressions occur. Anyone who has seen a film before can easily recognize Checkov’s weapon and anyone who has read about urban guerrilla fighting knows the fog of war knows no checklist.

As the team recites their memorized pacification rules (fire in the air, then the legs, only then shoot to kill) they enter the city, removing PLO propaganda and literally stoking out fires. Some are more polite about it than others.

A common talking point about asymmetrical warfare is that one side has guns, the other merely rocks. “Rock the Casbah” shows how rocks hurled from a labyrinth of rooftops are more than just pests, especially when the hurlers are children and teens. “I don’t need a dead kid on my conscious – you shoot!” is a particularly effective line.

In time the rocks are replaced with a washing machine – a bizarre image but nonetheless deadly for one of the infantrymen. Here’s where “Rock the Casbah” segues into its more character-driven half, when four soldiers are stationed on the roof where the appliance was dropped. Our hero is Tomer (Yon Tumarkin) the melancholy pacifist, who seems to be reflecting from twenty years hence. There’s also Aki (Roy Nik) a hot-head, Haim (Iftach Rave) something of a slob and group leader Ariel (Yotam Ishay) a philosopher on short time itching to get the hell out of Israel to marijuana-friendly Amsterdam. It is he who brings the radio, and the radio which brings the titular Clash song.

The Palestinian home they occupy is portrayed sympathetically. They claim no knowledge of the incident – not exactly true, but the implication is that they never condoned it. They have a moppety boy who is obsessed with playing around with the soldiers, much to his mother’s consternation. This leads to a predictable but nonetheless tense moment where the boy gets his hands on live weapons.

“Rock the Casbah” takes side trips into the life of an IDF grunt, complete with dopey morale-boosting concerts and a peek at the Secret Service’s interrogation techniques. Most striking is the moment when TK’s character breaks reality to comment on his situation from the future. It isn’t done with voice over, but a wistful, detailed monologue loaded with poetic imagery. The reaction from his pot smoking comrades work well for comedy, but this highlight resonates during the film’s final violent reel.

“Rock the Casbah” is a tad frustrating if only because so much of it is so good. I wish Horowitz trusted his actors enough to expunge some on-the-nose dialogue and the folly of portentous slow motion. Given the world’s outrage about the Israeli occupation of Gaza, it is essential to encourage films that do not demonize the individuals on either side of the conflict. This aspect, plus the truly nerve-racking fighting scenes, make this a film worth seeing and discussing.

SCORE: 7.3 / 10

Categories: Reviews

Tags: Cannes 2013, Israel, Jordan hoffman, Palestine, Review, Rock the Casbah, Yair Horowitz

Kamis, 02 Januari 2014

THE GREAT GATSBY (2013)

THE GREAT GATSBY (2013)

Tanggal Rilis : 10 May 2013 (USA)
Jenis Film : Drama | Romance
Diperankan Oleh : Leonardo DiCaprio, Joel Edgerton, Tobey Maguire

Ringkasan Cerita THE GREAT GATSBY (2013) :

Film ini mengisahkankan tentang seseorang yang pernah berkeinginan untuk menjadi penulis, kemudian berubah mengikuti trend masyarakat pada masa itu dan ‘banting setir’ ke dunia ekonomi dan obligasi. Sebut saja pria tersebut Nick Carraway (Tobey Maguire). Sebagai seorang pria dengan ekonomi yang biasa-biasa saja, Nick berani memutuskan untuk mengontrak rumah di pinggir teluk Long Island, berjajar dengan rumah-rumah gedongan yang berdiri kokoh menenggelamkan kediamannya.

Nick memiliki sepupu wanita yang tinggal di seberang teluk, West Egg, Daisy Buchanan (Carey Mulligan), bersama sang suami, Tom Buchanan (Joel Edgerton). Di sana Nick mendengar hal-hal menarik yang kerap menjadi buah bibir masyarakat New York saat itu. Adalah Jay Gatsby (Leonardo DiCaprio), seorang miliuner kaya raya yang misterius dan selalu dijadikan tajuk utama dalam pemberitaan media masa. Miliuner yang nyatanya tinggal di sebuah istana besar tepat di sebelah rumah Nick.

Tak sulit bagi Nick untuk mengenal sang miliuner tersebut lantaran ia merasa sejak kepindahannya ke Long Island, ia selalu diamati oleh seseorang dibalik jendela dari istana Jay. Hingga pada suatu ketika, Nick mendapatkan undangan untuk menghadiri sebuah pesta di rumah Jay yang selalu diadakan setiap minggu secara besar-besaran. Pesta tersebut bahkan lebih meriah ketimbang pesta-pesta lainnya yang pernah ada. Dan Nick menjadi satu-satunya orang yang diundang secara resmi oleh Jay, karena ternyata, setiap politisi, pekerja seni, bahkan pebisnis yang hadir untuk pesta di rumah Jay tidak pernah diundang. Seperti pesta tersebut menjadi tameng dari sesuatu hal.

Diselimuti rasa penasaran sekaligus bangga, Nick pun datang kesana dan bertemu dengan sang miliuner. Sebelumnya memang banyak desas-desus yang tersiar mengenai sosok Jay tersebut. Ada yang bilang Jay adalah seorang pahlawan perang, namun ada juga yang bilang Jay adalah seorang mafia yang bekerja sebagai pembunuh. Siapakah Jay Gatsby sebenarnya? Apa kiranya hubungan miliuner misterius tersebut dengan sepupu Nick? Dan benarkah yang didesas-desuskan mengenai dirinya? (Oleh : Evelyn Afnilia)

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[IMDb rating : 7.5/10]
[Awards : 6 nominations]
[Production Co : Warner Bros. Pictures, Village Roadshow Pictures, A&E Television Networks]
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Selasa, 31 Desember 2013

Cannes Review: ‘Only Lovers Left Alive’

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Some jokers out there will tell you that Jim Jarmusch’s new film “Only Lovers Left Alive” is about vampires. Those are the types of people the vampires in this movie roll their eyes at.

Tilda Swinton (Eve) and Thomas Hiddleston (Adam) are two “spookily entangled” (to use Einstein’s phrase) individuals. Eternal outsiders. Spiritually connected. Slow moving, withdrawn and the smartest people in the room by a hundred fold. They ought to be, as they’ve been around since the dawn of time, seem to have knowledge of upcoming events (“Have the water wars started?” “No, they’re still all about oil,”) and have had a hand in creating many of mankind’s major works of art. Or, part of them at least. Adam only gave Schubert a section of a symphony (an adagio) because he wanted a “reflection in the world.”

A reflection? Wait, so this movie is about vampires? Well, I suppose, as the characters (and this also includes a Tangier-based “Christopher Marlowe” played by John Hurt) do need the occasional sip of blood to survive. And the pure stuff, not the tainted garbage most humans carry inside them. But this film really is about artists – committed artists who live and suffer at the fringes of society. They have intense knowledge about certain things, like the Latin names of all plants and animals, or knowing the exact date a guitar is made just by touching it, but they live in a shadow world. They can only exist at night, and even then it is just a shuffle between occasional creation and getting their next fix.

Acquiring blood is a real chore – killing is so 15th century, only done as a last resort, so wheeling and dealing with doctors being far more civilized. The nourishing sips from elegant liqueur glasses are shot in full euphoric junkie style, causing the incisors of our heroes to temporary sharpen up into excited fangs.

Hiddleston’s Adam is a reclusive musician – a rock genius who layers tracks in a dilapidated but gorgeous old house in Detroit. Its interior is a tsunami of antique shop splendor, with personal effects from throughout the centuries cluttering every frame. A wall adorned in pictures (old friends?) is like the white board scene from “Cabin in the Woods” for snotty intellectuals. There’s Kafka, there’s Buster Keaton, there’s Neil Young and so on.

Eve, who may be more of a muse than anything else, starts off in Tangier but decides to come to Detroit after an iChat with Adam. Traveling is a hassle (all those night flights) but we get the impression they don’t stay apart from one another too long. Adam takes Eve on some night trips through the bombed-out industrial wasteland of Detroit. A suggested trip to the Motown museum is shot down. “I’m more of a Stax girl,” Swinton says, one of a dozen note-perfect dead-pan deliveries.

Swinton (who, let’s face it, actually is a vampire) is perfect here. A lesser actress would be chomping into the scenery, but she and Jarmusch have the confidence to throw half of her great lines away. You don’t laugh until a beat later, when what she’s said actually registers.

A bit of some actual plot starts to sneak in when Swinton’s sister Ava (Mia Wasikowska) appears on the scene. Adam’s go-between with the world (Anton Yelchin, hidden behind rock hair) is still hideously uncool by their standards, but for a “zombie” he’s all right to hang out with for a night, a decision that leads to some unfortunate business.

The real star of this movie is the tone. It’s the original music (by Jozef van Wissem and Squirrel, if that’s a real thing) and the unending barrage of signifiers, sometimes literally unpacked before our eyes. Shakespeare, Jules Verne, Ornette Coleman, James Joyce, David Foster Wallace, William Lawes and even Jack White all get referenced at some point along the way.

But “Only Lovers Left Alive” is an exhibit A example of how to use style to enhance substance, not overwhelm it. I was lucky enough to see this at the Cannes Film Festival, and could not help but compare it with another “Only” film debuting here, Nicolas Winding Refn’s lazy and trite (though beautiful) “Only God Forgives.” The distinction between an artist like Jarmusch and an all-sizzle-no-steak slave to style film like Refn is clear. Whereas “God” is posturing, “Lovers” is, by the time you get to its conclusion, a deeply affecting tale about the addiction to bad love and its consequences.

“Only Lovers Left Alive” is, in my opinion, the next great midnight classic. Much like its characters, it has no business being out in the daylight. It is hazy and dreamy and if you fall asleep for a few minutes here and there that’s totally fine – perhaps even preferable. Jarmusch’s last film “The Limits Of Control” failed to connect with many people (though I loved it) and this one ought to be much more of a crowd pleaser. For the right crowd, that is. Not the zombies.

SCORE: 9.2 / 10

Categories: Reviews

Tags: Cannes 2013, Jim Jarmusch, Jordan hoffman, Only Lovers Left Alive, Review, Tilda Swinton

Senin, 30 Desember 2013

Cannes Review: ‘Nothing Bad Can Happen’

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Be careful who you pray for. That’s a potential takeaway from “Nothing Bad Can Happen,” the first feature from German film director Katrin Gebbe. This bleak and somewhat sadistic picture is the type of movie that unfolds like a slow car wreck. You know something bad is going to happen, you just aren’t sure what, or how, and when it eventually happens it is repulsive and yet you still can’t turn away. Upon reflection, however, there are moments of beauty, making the whole enterprise a tad difficult to wrap your head around.

We open with young Tore (Julius Feldmeier) emerging from the water. This extremely skinny (and somewhat “simple”-looking) kid is a newly baptized member of a self-proclaimed group of Jesus Freaks. They are rowdy and tattooed and hang around in public spaces behaving like any other normal group of kids until something calls to them. In Tore’s case, it’s a minivan with a troubled engine. He lays hands upon it, prays and, glory be to God, it’s running again. The skeptic behind the wheel, Benno (Sascha Gersak), is grateful for the help, but hesitant to agree it was the work of the Lord. When Tore invites him to a Jesus Freaks gathering, it seems like it’s the last we’ll see of him, but this isn’t the case.

Benno shows up at the prayer meeting/thrash-rock concert just in time to catch Tore have an epileptic seizure. While Tore seems convinced it is the Holy Ghost making himself acquainted, he still takes up Benno’s offer to crash at his pad. Soon we meet his wife and two kids – a sullen teenage girl and a moppety son.

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Something about the family, however, seems a bit. . .off. You notice it immediately in the glances from the plain looking wife (Astrid, played by Annika Kuhl) and freshly nubile daughter (Sanny, played by Swantje Kohlhof.) There are snipey comments directed toward Benno. (Their home and its ragged garden is at least partially government-assisted.) After a trip to an amusement park and some awkward birthday gift-giving, we learn that Benno is not the kids’ biological father, but Mom’s new boyfriend.

Benno has a pretty short fuse and after an angry confrontation Tore heads back to his group house. When he discovers that his roommate takes the rules of chastity none too seriously he’s back on the streets again. His personal faith is unbroken, but he has nowhere to turn but back to Benno and his family.

There are some story beats that are more or less predictable – Tore and Sanny grow close (their scene of intimacy is the best in the entire film) and then Tore uncovers some dark secrets about Benno.

I take back what I just said. The best scene in the movie – and the one people will talk about when this is more widely seen – involves Benno, Astrid, Tore and a plateful of force-fed rotten chicken. As saintly Tore stays with the family longer, the cruelty of the adults increases, and it isn’t just Benno that gets involved. Whereas the beginning of the film is elliptical with the transgressions, the end goes all-in for revulsion.

“Nothing Bad Can Happen” is divided into three chapters: Faith, Love and Hope. (Amusing, as Ulrich Seidl’s “Paradise” trilogy has the same titles as well, just in a different order.) As Tore makes his way toward his inevitable Redeemer role, we realize he can only do it by renouncing a part of his faith. Not the part that wouldn’t turn the other cheek, but the part that is convinced he is in communion with the divine. The moment he admits to doctors he is an epileptic reminded me a great deal of Hillary Swank’s confession of having a sexual identity crisis in “Boys Don’t Cry.”

“Nothing Bad Can Happen” is not action packed. It is even something of a “rough sit,” as the lingo goes. It does, however, seep in. Snatches of scenes played out it my mind days after the film ended, and while I may not be entirely certain I enjoyed the film, I get what the filmmaker was going for. There’s some good, tonal stuff going on here and Katrin Gebbe is definitely one to keep an eye on.

SCORE: 7.0 / 10

Categories: Reviews

Tags: Cannes 2013, Cannes film festival, Jordan hoffman, Nothing bad can happen, Review

Minggu, 29 Desember 2013

Trailer Showdown: Ain’t Them The Week’s Best New Trailers

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Get ready for the fast, the furious, the incredible Trailer Showdown! That special time of the week we called “Friday,” where we rank the trailers of the past week from best to worst, hopefully sparking your interest in the good ones and providing a safe place for commiserating over the terrible ones.

This was one of the most pitiful weeks on record, with only a handful of new trailers to sort out. Nevertheless, we’ve got your dinosaurs, your kidnapped kids, your animated family features, your distinctive indie film and of course, your machine gun bra-wearing babe-filled blood bath. Pick your poison, gentle reader.

Let’s delve into the few trailers we were given! If you feel like we got it right, let us know in the comments below.

1.) ‘Ain’t Them Bodies Saints’ (BEST OF THE WEEK)

The wild tale of an outlaw who escapes prison and sets out to reunite with the wife he loved and the daughter he’s never met. Bold, beautiful, dusky and vibrant all at once, this movie was positively the darling of the Sundance Film Festival this year, and deservedly so. While this trailer seems to give away quite a bit of the story, it still reserves the greatest secrets for the long form film. It’s lovely to see Rooney Mara a little softer, a little maternal, while still holding her edge, and Casey Affleck plays this kind of deranged reckless man so well, it’s phenomenal casting and acting all around. Is it too early to call it for an Oscar nod for this little film?
Starring: Rooney Mara, Ben Foster, Casey Affleck
Release Date: August 16, 2013

2.) ‘Prisoners’

NO THIS MOVIE IS TOO SAD. The dark and twisted story of two families and their little girls who go missing from the neighborhood, the policeman who vows to bring them back, and the father determined to see his daughter again. High Jackman looks positively riveting as the worried father who refuses to let his daughter go, and Jake Gyllenhaal impresses as a cop who is equally steadfast in his desire to save the little girls. Gyllenhaal as a cop works big time, as we all know from “End of Watch” and there’s finally some justice in the world if creepy Paul Dano is cast as a suspected kidnapper. While this story looks to be heartbreaking, a talented cast and a divisive script makes this absolutely one to watch.
Starring: Hugh Jackman, Jake Gyllenhaal, Viola Davis
Release Date: September 20, 2013

3.) ‘Planes’

Because apparently someone wanted to see yet another weird half-sequel to “Cars” but this time it’s with planes? The plot of this animate feature film will evaporate from your mind the moment you finish watching the trailer, but ughhhh, it’s Pixar so it gets a light pass, and ughhhh, it’s a kids movie and kids will probably love it but, ughhhhhhhh, Dane Cook stars in it because OF COURSE HE DOES. While the plot centers around a little crop-dusting plane that wants to maybe be a big-time racer, there seems to be way too many characters to even keep straight and not enough story going on. Godspeed to those of you who will have to see this with your adorable child in tow.
Starring: Val Kilmer, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Teri Hatcher
Release Date: August 9, 2013

4.) ‘Machete Kills’

Who even cares what the plot of this movie is? All you need is to hear Sofia Vergara’s wild woman scream and see her machine gun bra glinting in the sunlight or see Lady Gaga-as-upside-down-Andy-Warhol-painting loping up a dirty highway to know that there’s a place in this weird world even for you, and yes, you’ve found it. Welcome home! Mel Gibson? Charlie Sheen? This movie was literally crafted from the strangest possible ingredients and here’s hoping they make a tasty brew. Director Rodriguez follows up his 2010 flick “Machete” with this bloodbath and there’s sure to be plenty of brawn, boobs and bloodshed all over the place. Which may not be a bad thing!
Starring: Mel Gibson, Jessica Alba, Alexa Vega
Release Date: September 13, 2013

5.) ‘Monsters University’

Usually we’re opposed to re-releasing trailers since studios tend to release about a million trailers for the same movie over a couple months, but this trailer for “Monsters University” really gives us a great taste of the hilarity to come from this quirky animated sequel to the beloved “Monsters Inc.” Mike and Sulley are in college this time, and we get a look at the inner workings of monster life, the ups and downs and Mike’s journey towards becoming the best scare-er ever. While this is a sequel, Pixar did it right and this one looks to be charming and hilarious.
Starring: Nathan Fillion, John Goodman, Steve Buscemi
Release Date: June 21, 2013

6.) ‘Walking with Dinosaurs: 3-D’

OKAY, first of all there appears to be a scene in this movie where one dinosaur knocks a T-Rex’s TEETH OUT BY HEAD BUTTING HIM. Could there be any greater moment committed to film? I contend that, no, there cannot be. Following a baby dinosaur from egg to… well, it looks like maybe to extinction judging from the hell-fire raining from the skies. Honestly, the Christmastime release date is angling for families to enter into this “immersive” experience, learning about what it was like to be a real dinosaur. However, this movie looks like it may terrify a small child, and the if I was a little kid and I saw this, it might be even worse than the “Land Before Time” series in terms of depressing. Experience life with the dinosaurs at your own risk.
Starring: Charlie Rowe, Angourie Rice
Release Date: December 20, 2013

Come back next week for more rankings and way more trailers!

Categories: Columns, Trailer Roundup

Tags: Ain’t Them Bodies Saints, Machete kills, Monsters University, Prisoners, Trailer showdown, Trailers

Jumat, 27 Desember 2013

Speeding Through The Fast & The Furious

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The impending release of “Fast & Furious 6” has brought with it something previously unknown to the franchise: anticipation. Eager anticipation. Some might say GIDDY anticipation. What was once the rock-bottom, butt-of-countless-jokes Hollywood franchise starring two has-been leading-men experiments and a revolving door of cast permutations has now become not even a guilty pleasure but a flat-out pleasure? I knew “Fast Five” had been well-received, but this still felt sudden.

But I was coming from a place of ignorance. Or snobbery. Or something. I had yet to see ANY of the five “Fast” films, ever. And so with questions swirling in my head about what I had been missing all this time, I decided to embark upon a one-weekend catchup session. Find out what I’d been missing all this time. See if I could get into that “Furious 6? frame of mind (read our review of “Furious 6? here).

THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS (2001)

For as much as this franchise-launching film is all about baiting the MTV crowd (young stars! fast cars! quick cuts!), the original “The Fast and the Furious” felt like a throwback in so many ways. There were the “Lethal Weapon” tropes to be found within the cop story of officer Brian O’Connor (Paul Walker), who has been sent on an undercover mission in infiltrate the road-racing world of Dom (Vin Diesel). Particularly the dynamic of the station house (complete with irritable African-American chief), but also back with Dom’s crew. You get Vince the hothead (Matt Shulze), Letty the tough chick (Michelle Rodriguez), and Jesse the kind-hearted tech geek with a heart of gold (Chad Lindberg). I felt like tapping Rob Cohen on the shoulder and telling him it was cool, I could finish the movie from here.

I need to start things off on an extremely shallow level, so bear with me, but watching 2001 Paul Walker was like watching a comet. A fleeting moment in time that will likely never be seen again, but while he lasted, he was objectively dreamy. For like a year and a half there he had the most beautiful face in Hollywood. And like that … it’s gone. Walker’s not ugly anymore, but whatever glimmer of star quality he once had is probably never coming back.

Some of the dialogue in this thing is not only clunkly but needlessly clunky. And somehow all focused on weird product placement. Why does Vince have to menace Brian by telling him to go to Fatburger where he can “get [him]self a double cheese with fries for $2.95, faggot!”? What’s up with Dom offering Brian “any brew you want, as long as it’s a Corona”?

It feels almost unimaginative to read homoerotic subtext into the relationship between Dom and Brian. That being said, MY are there some appreciative glances between those two! Jordana Brewster is doing her level best to evince this Demi Moore quality while playing the Good Girl, but she just can’t compete in this one.

Even with all these clichéd elements, it’s easy to see why this movie struck enough of a chord with audiences to grind out what has become a six-picture-strong franchise (and counting). Vin Diesel is indescribable. I don’t mean that as a synonym for “unbelievable.” I mean he defies description. He’s low-key to the point of not existing, you have no idea why anybody would care what this guy does, and then all of a sudden his life is in danger and you’re all, “DOM! NO!”

All told, this isn’t a great movie. It’s got fun elements, I was onboard with Dom and Brian and their fraught bond, and the racing scenes are undeniably compelling. You’re dodging failed catch phrases (“I live my life a quarter-mile at a time” is clearly intended to be their “I feel the need, the need for speed”) and some of the worst nu-metal the early ’00s had to offer, but you end up with this shot of Michelle Rodriguez, so that’s something at least.

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2 FAST 2 FURIOUS (2003)

If “The Fast and the Furious” was a dumb good time, “2 Fast” was a steep descent into irredeemable garbage. Trading in Vin Diesel for Tyrese Gibson, dusty/dirty L.A. for gaudy neon Miami, and a likeable (if clichéd) “family of outlaws” story for a more straight-up undercover-cop flick, everything about this second movie comes across as worse for wear. Well, okay, that’s not 100% true. Trading Ja Rule for Ludacris is a huuuuge upgrade, if only for the afro.

Fast Two Luda

So, to start with, flipping the badass role onto Walker for this one is … let’s leave it at “dubious.” Though between all the references to Chino and Barstow, I did begin to wonder if he was secretly Ryan Atwood from “The O.C.” adapted for film. Equally dubious, charismatically speaking, is Tyrese as Roman. I think here’s where Vin Diesel’s secret worth comes into play. As quiet-storm as Dom is, Roman is equally yappy. He wears out his welcome fast, and when he returns in “Fast Five,” he hasn’t simmered down any. He’s loud, bitchy, complainy, and generally a total waste. Oh, and he’s one of those friends who is ALWAYS on your case about not paying him enough attention. I don’t know why Brian hangs out with him.

Oh, maybe because Brian is crazy now? It’s not really reflected in the film’s plot or anything. But already by 2003, those angel-faced good looks of Paul Walkers are beginning to harden into something unsettling. Or maybe I’m just misreading the scene where he races down a Miami straightaway while staring a hole through Evan Mendes’s face.

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The third bad decision here is Cole Hauser as the big drug dealer. There was seriously NO ONE else they could have cast? Hauser can credibly play dicks and he can credibly play dangerous men, but as a Miami kingpin who’s #1 on the Feds’ most-wanted list? No. He can’t even get properly menacing while doing that rat-and-bucket torture that they did on “Game of Thrones” last year. And since the movie ditched most of its racing aspects in order to focus on the far-less-interesting undercover-thugs aspect, we have to deal with Hauser a lot.

Bright spots? Well, Luda, as I said. At one point, an ejector-seat is utilized, and who doesn’t like that? Plus, there comes a point when a car starts racing a boat, and I was reminded of that scene in “Adaptation” when Donald Kaufman pitches an action set piece where a car would race a horse. Like, technology vs. horse.

Still, though, everything seems off pace, the acting is atrocious (Walker is exponentially worse here, and it’s not like he was Sir Laurence Olivier in the original), and neither the comedy nor the action is any good. No wonder this almost killed the franchise.

THE FAST AND THE FURIOUS: TOKYO DRIFT (2006)

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After the unmitigated disaster of “2 Fast 2 Furious,” it’s no surprise that they went for a complete overhaul with the third installment, and up until the very last seconds of the movie, there is utterly no connection between this film and the previous two (save for Han). Well, except for the fact that Lucas Black has perfected the exact same sideways stare as his predecessors.

If the first F&F film was a family-of-crooks film and the second was an ’80s undercover-cop flick, “Tokyo Drift” is a classic fish-out-of-water high school tale. Instead of car-racing, they could be skateboarders or surfers or rugby players. The point is that Lucas Black is enough of a screwup that he gets sent to Japan to live with his indifferent uncle and left to fend for himself among a whole bunch of Tokyo teens … and somehow Bow Wow. Bow Wow, by the way, ranks somewhere above Ja Rule but below Ludacris on the rapper-turned-F&F-actor scale. On the “supreme confidence at all times for no discernible reason” scale, however, he is off the charts.

The most relevant of the lineup changes for “Tokyo Drift” was, of course, Justin Lin as the new director. Along with Lin came what were arguably the series’ best racing scenes, inventively filmed bursts of energy that utilized the lack of open stretches of road in Tokyo to its idiosyncratic advantage. He also brought along both actor Sung Kang and his character, Han, from his buzzy indie breakthrough “Better Off Tomorrow.” Han is an instantly likeable character — certainly much more compelling than Black’s generically bratty Sean. Han gets killed as the action reaches its climax, which is a super bummer, because Han is the best, but even that has a silver lining because FINALLY all these crazy reckless car stunts have resulted in a significant casualty. All this action is useless if it doesn’t have consequence, and now it does. As the series goes on, Han’s death — and Dom’s cameo at the end, where he reveals that Han was a member of his crew before he came to Tokyo — will become more and more integral both for the series timeline and for the stakes of the films.

Unfortunately, there’s a giant black hole at the center of the film, which is that there is no possible way to care about Sean, an unlikeable smirk-monster who gives no indication as to why we should follow his little quest for acceptance. All the bells and whistles around him look great, it’s just the center that doesn’t hold. Still, it’s probably the best of the three films so far.

FAST & FURIOUS (2009)

The first 20 minutes of “Fast & Furious” made me so, so hopeful. Without any fanfare or narrative hoop-jumping, Dom and Letty are back and pulling off jobs in the Dominican Republic with a new crew (a crew that includes Han from “Tokyo Drift,” so we know this takes place between movies 2 and 3). The road heist is a thrilling, spectacular set piece, better than any single scene in the three previous movies. It felt like Justin Lin was finally putting his stamp on the series, and I was finally going to see this big turnaround in quality (or at least enjoyment) that I’d kept hearing happened once Lin took over the series.

Then, the rest of the movie happened. The job is finished, Han leaves for Tokyo (and his ultimate demise, which is a bummer), and Letty ends up dying offscreen in a car crash that sets the whole plot into motion. In truth, Michelle Rodriguez had to go make “Avatar” and thus couldn’t be onboard for the full movie, but using Letty’s death as a catalyst for the whole film means we have to suddenly see Dom and Letty as this love for the ages, complete with softly-plucked guitar music. Dom ends up sneaking back into the States, where Brian O’Conner is all grown up and working for the Eff Bee Eye, along with the ever-infuriating Shea Whigham, the ever-charming Liza Lapira, and one of those hulking cousins from “Breaking Bad.”

The entire rest of the movie, after that wonderful opening, bogs itself down with the ins and outs of Dom and Brian trying to infiltrate a drug cartel so they can get to the guy who killed Letty. Jordana Brewster is back as Dom’s sister Mia, looking even more lost amid the proceedings. Her romance with Brian has always been the definition of perfunctory, so watching the movie go through the groaning mechanics of reuniting them is a bit painful. Besides, Brian still only has eyes for Dom, and it’s time we all stopped denying it.

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There’s a pretty great death scene during the climactic action extravanganza at the end, and the final scene finally breaks Brian free of the tedious bonds of The Law, so that’s all a positive development, but I can’t say this wasn’t a huge letdown of a movie. Still waiting to get on the “Fast & Furious” wavelength.

FAST FIVE

Now THAT is more like it! Just as I was beginning to think that I was just not cut out for the “Fast & Furious” lifestyle, Lin finally pulls everything together, as if the whole thing was a cake that just needed the correct amount of time to fully become itself. Once again, we get a huge set piece to kick things of — picking up right where the last film left off, with Brian and Mia taking down Dom’s prison transport. How, you ask? By crashing the fuck out of that bus, flipping it about a dozen times, and then having the balls to tell us that not only does Dom walk away unharmed, but that NO ONE was killed. By this:

The rest of the film heads down to Rio, where blah blah blah, plot mechanics say that they have to pull off a job that puts them in the crosshairs of not only the local cartel kingpin as well as the American D.E.A., the latter of which is how we get Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson into the story. The Rock is pretty much a walking example of everything that Hollywood wanted Vin Diesel to become, so watching them both on a collision course towards each other is a thrilling bit of meta commentary in and of itself.

So we get a train heist, already doubling the number of giant action spectacles from the previous film, and once Dom and Brian end up in the crosshairs of the cartel and the Feds, it comes time to pull off One Big Job, and that’s when the masterstroke happens: they bring back everybody who’s ever been connected to them, from all four previous movies. That includes everyone from awesome Han (still alive, which…we’ll get to that in a second) to awful Roman. Also, Ludacris! Who is suddenly an expert in cracking safes? Sure!

FAST FIVE crew

The most surprising great thing about “Fast Five” is that they truly sell the notion of Dom’s crew being a family. Mia finds out she’s pregnant with Brian’s baby, then all the old crew shows up and everybody intermingles, and everybody hunkers down together to pull off the job. It’s one of those awesomely old-fashioned situations where everybody in the crew has a talent that they bring to the table. Luda is suddenly the tech guy; Gisele takes a cue from Jenna Maroney and uses her sexuality; Roman uses his big mouth and powers of superior complaining. Roman is such a piece of work. From the moment that he and Luda greet each other, like two embittered old queens throwing shade, Roman once again asserts himself as a chore and a half. “This just went from Mission Impossible to Mission In-Freaking-Sanity.” Shut up, Roman.

“Fast Five” keeps on moving along, taking care to give us the mid-movie moments that the previous films did not provide. Like the entire city of Rio suddenly backing up Dom’s gang against the D.E.A. Hey, I’ve seen “City of God”; I know this is how Rio rolls. It’s at this point that I realize that these films — at their best, which is to say, “Fast Five” — resemble non-dance version of the “Step Up” movies. If you know me at all, you know that is the HIGHEST possible compliment.

The climactic chase scene is both awesome (crashing through the streets of Rio de Janeiro, dragging a bank vault behind them!) and likely impossible according to the laws of physics. Also problematic from a sociopolitical perspective (the citizens of Rio probably cannot afford all this infrastructure damage). But it’s a hell of a great time. Sure, we’re back to scores of consequence-free action where cars and not people are the victims, but it’s an in-for-a-penny, in-for-a-pound situation with these movies. And THEN! The post-credits tag! Letty’s alive! Eva Mendes is somehow the Nick Fury of the F&F universe! With one movie, I am 100% all in for the entire franchise. How in the world did this happen?

Categories: Features

Tags: Anatomy of a Franchise, Fast and furious, Fast five, Furious 6, Joe reid, Jordana brewster, Ludacris, The rock, Tokyo Drift, Vin diesel

Rabu, 25 Desember 2013

Review: ‘Now You See Me’

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Rare is the modern magician movie that isn’t really a con-man movie in disguise, in which everything is but one mere flashback away from not being what it seems, cashing in emotional stakes for logical sneaks. Louis Leterrier’s “Now You See Me” is no exception, with one character repeatedly reminding us and his on-screen marks alike that “the closer you think you are, the less you will actually see.”

That character would be sleight-of-hand artist J. Daniel Atlas (Jesse Eisenberg), who has been teamed up with mentalist Merritt McKinney (Woody Harrelson), pickpocket Jack Wilder (Dave Franco) and daredevil Henley Reeves (Isla Fisher) by a mysterious benefactor. A year later, they emerge as Vegas’ hottest new act, the Four Horsemen, and proceed to carry out full-blown heists before a paying audience. Owner Arthur Tressler (Michael Caine) is stumped; debunker Thaddeus Bradley (Morgan Freeman) is intrigued; and FBI Agent Dylan Rhodes (Mark Ruffalo), paired off with Interpol’s Alma Dray (Mélanie Laurent), is pissed at both how sly and smug these culprits are proving to be.

As written by Ed Solomon, Boaz Yakin and Edward Ricourt, the film itself is sly and smug in kind, fleetingly enjoyable for all of its old-school showmanship and high-tech hokiness when not paying lip service to our lapsed need for classic wonderment and constantly drawing attention to the fact that you shan’t dare fall for what you’re seeing at any given moment. Director Leterrier (“The Transporter,” “The Incredible Hulk”) tends to traffic in the perfectly watchable and dutifully keeps the plates spinning here, even if Ruffalo’s gruff skeptic routine gets old quick, Caine and Freeman’s sage-off bears little fruit, and an energetic apartment fight and subsequent car chase feel singularly devoted to landing Franco his own Bourne-like franchise.

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While Franco and the others get along cattily enough in their scenes together, the Horsemen are a team of card-tossing, modern-day Robin Hoods who ultimately prove to be about as elusive as their shadowy puppet master, whose own elaborate machinations and misdirections require both incredible foresight and a remarkable amount of wealth. Then again, we all remember that Arthur C. Clarke line about how any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic, and it’s tempting to chalk the predetermined razzle-dazzle of it all up to a slightly shinier sleight-of-hand for the digital age.

Admittedly, in spite of the film’s insistent reminders and my own raised guard, I nonetheless found myself bested by its final reveal. Does the moment itself constitute a great twist, and “Now You See Me” a brilliantly crafted puzzle by extension? Hardly. The whole of it is made of flash paper, intended to burn brightly for an instant before vanishing from your memory without a trace.

SCORE: 7.2 / 10

Categories: Reviews

Tags: Isla fisher, Jesse eisenberg, Louis Leterrier, Mélanie laurent, Michael caine, Morgan freeman, Now You See Me, Review, William goss

Selasa, 24 Desember 2013

Review: Shadow Dancer

Shadow Dancer Andrea Riseborough Sundance

This review was originally published on January 27, 2012 as part of Film.com’s coverage of the 2012 Sundance Film Festival.

“Shadow Dancer” takes place in a world of men with tarps. They lie in wait, inevitably armed, ready to create messes if only so that they might then be cleaned up. This is the reality of Belfast during the Troubles, first in 1973 as Collette McVeigh (Maria Laird) sees her younger brother die in cold blood, then in 1993 as she (now played by Andrea Riseborough) participates in retaliatory actions alongside surviving siblings Connor (Domhnall Gleeson, son of Brendan) and Gerry (Aiden Gillen) on behalf of the Irish Republican Army.

She fails to set off a bomb in London, though, and gets nabbed by MI5’s Mac (Clive Owen), who knows all about her family, including her dead brother and – more importantly – her  young son. Help us, he says, and we’ll protect you and your boy; don’t, and you’re in prison for 25 years. She reluctantly agrees to cooperate, trading in her blue dress for a red jacket and struggling to navigate between Mac’s efforts towards peace and the IRA’s attacks in the name of justice.

Aside from his documentaries, ”Project Nim” and “Man on Wire,” James Marsh directed the middle entry of BBC Films’ chilling ”Red Riding” trilogy, while director of photography Rob Hardy was responsible for shooting the first chapter, so it’s little wonder why “Shadow Dancer” so keenly shares the same foreboding mood of those films. It’s a milieu which subtly suggests era-appropriate accuracy while simultaneously evoking both a sense of modern relevance and the unyielding unease of such a long-spanning period of conflict. The atmosphere and politics are then compressed to a scale more akin to “Animal Kingdom,” in which a family of criminals comes to destroy itself by means of self-preservation and underhanded dealings.

The tension of Tom Bradby’s screenplay (adapted from his own novel) stems from individual loyalties, whether within the IRA, MI5 or the McVeigh household, and the conversations and confrontations which follow are terse and tense in equal measure. And caught in the middle of it all is Riseborough (“W.E.”), giving a tremendously vulnerable and resolute turn as a protector at home and avenger abroad forced to reconsider the extent to which she is capable of avoiding the crossfire on all sides. Collette’s complexion is pale and pure, her face a weapon all its own: innocuous enough to blend in on a crowded subway platform, steadfast during Mac’s initial interrogation, trustworthy opposite a pressing IRA leader (David Wilmot). In the cold, cruel world of the film, Riseborough internalizes her ever-mounting struggles quite superbly.

Saddled with a more conventional agent-with-a-conscience arc, Owen still applies pressure to assets like Collette and superiors like Kate Fletcher (Gillian Anderson) with necessary conviction, a conviction shared by Gleeson and Gillen, both good as Collette’s brothers, two of many characters who find themselves perpetually second-guessing their allies but are never lacking for genuine concern towards their loved ones.

Few characters here are clean-cut villains, with the overcast skies of Ireland every bit as gray as the nearest moral compass. Like the political turmoil which inspired it, “Shadow Dancer” is fueled by the fire to do the right thing and the sacrifice that must follow, and for 100 minutes, it’s a crackerjack ordeal to behold.

SCORE: 8.3 / 10

Categories: Reviews

Tags: Andrea riseborough, Clive owen, James marsh, Shadow dancer, Sundance 2012, Sundance film festival