Monday, June 4, 2012

Review: SNOW WHITE & THE HUNTSMAN

We had Mirror, Mirror, and everyone made a big deal about how the world would implode if two revisions of the Snow White tale were released a few months apart... Well, the one with Julia Roberts looked like a Bollywood film with the budget of a Barney episode (sorry, Julia, love you). And, even if you're not a fan of Snow White & the Huntsman, you have to admit that the entire film looks incredible - this is director Rupert Sanders' first feature after a history of commercials and Xbox games, and the man certainly knows his way around an imaginatively gorgeous visual.

Sanders, however, doesn't always know how to piece together those moments into a bigger picture, and the film is a little disjointed; for example, the first act features some winking allusions to the original story's iconic red apple that come out of nowhere. There's also a lot of superfluous material in the middle of the film, used more to show off different locales of this fairy tale than develop character or dramatic tension. Regardless, this Snow White is still a big summer-y action blockbuster with strong feminist undertones, as Snow White is more of a Joan of Arc via Katniss Everdeen figure than the horribly boring girl with that bad haircut from the 1937 Disney classic. Stewart gets a lot of shit from a lot of people, but she has carved out her niche as a new generation's tragically romantic heroine; this oh-so-serious Snow White downplays any big romantic moments, but Stewart fills her Snow with more conviction than she's ever shown as the wry Bella Swan. I am definitely in the minority when I saw that I'm a huge fan of Kristen Stewart, and I think down the road her career will really explode. This is just the beginning.

Chris Hemsworth doesn't have a whole lot to do here (he doesn't even have a real name - just Hunstman, which is kind of sad), but he delivers his emotional scenes with appropriate aplomb. He also adds some light humor, and he has a brief shirtless scene! So you also get that for your $12. Hemsworth does cry really well. Charlize Theron also cries really well. They both only cry a single tear. There is no time for full sobbing in Snow White & the Huntsman, probably because everyone is about to die and doesn't have time to actually cry. Scary. Charlize Theron ultimately owns the movie because Queen Ravenna just doesn't give a fuck. She sucks out the souls of young girls. She eats the beating hearts of dead sparrows with these long metallic fingernail rings. She bathes in milk. She might be 100% mentally insane. Theron chews scenery like an absolute pro, providing sharp-eyed menace without teetering into overplayed camp. Her clothes are also absurd. She is too beautiful. Basically, she's horrifying but I definitely want to kiss her on the lips. I'd complain that we don't get enough of her but her name isn't in the title so I'm not sure if that's really fair.

I can't say much about the obligatory dwarves (we get eight here) because I couldn't really understand what they were saying most of the time. Oh well. I haven't been on board with the new wave of fairy tale recreations; I think ABC's Once Upon A Time is really cheap, and you can definitely slap me if you're a fan - nothing has achieved what the still-running Fables comic book series accomplishes. However, Snow White & The Huntsman is kind of everything I wanted - thrilling, emotional, rich, imaginative, a little scary, a little ridiculous. This is summer! Sure, the third act borrows from every single medieval war epic literally ever, underwriting some of the dark and dangerously inventive material from earlier. So what. I want big-budget CGI and Kristen Stewart riding into battle without a helmet! Losing yourself in spectacle isn't always a bad thing. I'll feel differently by the end of August, but for now, I'm enjoying myself. There might be a better film buried in Snow White, that develops its feminist themes a little more and is guided by a more experienced director, but this film accomplishes what it promised. Now, where's the prequel called Ravenna? B+

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Waiting for Godot, or Whatever

I haven't seen a new movie in forever (besides, you know, Titanic 3D). I haven't read a book for pleasure in 732 years. I don't know any new music because boy bands are taking over the land and I'm cowering back into sad quasi-folk music. Regardless, college officially ends on May 16th, after which I can wholly pretend to enrich the lives of others with my weird posts. This is really just a brief statement to say that I am not dead, I am maybe planning a 20,000 word piece on Sleep No More (or Girls, since the Internet hasn't really weighed in on that show yet), and I will return soon enough. Namaste.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Oscars 2012 - The Will Win, Should Win Game

The Oscars are tomorrow night (Sunday, February 26th - ABC's red carpet coverage begins at 7:00pm) , which basically rivals Christmas as a single day that is filled with too much love and crazy and food and joy to handle. Unfortunately, I cannot watch the telecast live this year due to a swim meet. I don't want to talk about it... Below are my choices for who WILL win, and who SHOULD win. There will be no mentions of snubs from the full nominee list (if you need a refresher, here's the official Oscar site). Listing my predictions makes me feel very vulnerable? Self-concious? Wonky? Hopefully I'm right about most of these. Hopefully I'm wrong about a few; nothing is more exciting than a big Oscar upset. This is just my last chance to be a cynical asshole at the very end of awards hoopla, and present my unnecessary opinions. Duh.

Best Picture
Will Win: The Artist
Should Win: The Tree of Life
The Artist has had a near-flawless run on the Road to the Oscars, and there's almost no chance that it can lose here; the film is wonderfully charming, a strangely modern feat in old fashioned storytelling. I still think Hugo pays better homage to Golden Hollywood, but I have no problem with The Artist taking home the glory. I'm simply more in the camp that Best Picture should go to a bigger movie, a movie that accomplishes something on a much wider scope. The Tree of Life is my favorite movie of the year; I'll have to be content settling for the wonderful inclusion in this race. If you want to talk about The Tree of Life forever and ever, just let me know! A DINOSAUR!

Best Director
Will Win: Michel Hazanavicius, The Artist
Should Win: Terrence Malick, The Tree of Life
The Academy almost always pairs Best Director and Best Picture, and Hazanavicius has had a runaway year with his nimble wit and playful direction. Terrence Malick should be winning awards for crafting the most intricate cinematic experience of the year. Don't listen to Sean Penn.

Best Actor
Will Win: Jean Dujardin, The Artist
Should Win: Brad Pitt, Moneyball
Jean Dujardin has charmed the pants off of Hollywood, from his adorable acceptance speeches at the Golden Globes and the SAGS to a surprise dancing appearance on SNL; I'm pegging an "upset" over George Clooney (GEROGE DOESN'T DESERVE IT THOUGH I DIDN'T REALLY LIKE THE DESCENDANTS CAN YOU TELL). Brad Pitt, combined with his performance in The Tree of Life (drinking game - take a shot every time I mention my unending love for The Tree of Life), shows that he's at the peak of his career. I think there will be an Oscar for Pitt in the coming years, but I wish he still had the momentum to nab the trophy. Sigh. This is probably the closest, most exciting race of the year.

Best Actress
Will & Should Win: Viola Davis, The Help
Viola Davis gave the most honest and heart-wrenching performance of 2011. The Academy loves big emotional performances. It all adds up! I would love if Davis and Meryl Streep could work out the elusive tie (last time that happened? 1968, with Katherine Hepburn and Barbara Streisand), but I've been ranting and raving about Davis' performance since The Help arrived in August. She hit me hard. I ugly cried a lot. A LOT.

Best Supporting Actor
Will & Should Win: Christopher Plummer, Beginners
Christopher Plummer could win this rather weak category on career reverence alone. It doesn't hurt that he gives a near-perfect performance in this quiet (and somewhat under-appreciated) little movie.

Best Supporting Actress
Will Win: Octavia Spencer, The Help
Should Win: Jessica Chastain, The Help
I love Octavia Spencer, and have absolutely no problem with her awards season domination, but Jessica Chastain is the breakout star of The Help's exceptional ensemble. Still, there's something perfect in the chance that Viola Davis and Octavia Spencer could (will?) win together... Also, for your viewing pleasure after Octavia wins - a song from a fictional The Help: The Musical, based on that scene with Ocatvia and the pie and poop.

Best Original Screenplay
Will Win: Woody Allen, Midnight in Paris
Should Win: Asghar Farhadi, A Separation
Woody Allen is back on his A-game with the sweet nostalgia of Midnight in Paris (bring that magic back to Manhattan, Woody!). Yet, Farhadi's screenplay for A Separation is mind-blowingly intricate, with enough shades of grey that post-viewing conversation is bound to be passionate and frustrating; this is the first foreign nominee in this category since The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, which is a feat in and of itself.

Best Adapted Screenplay
Will Win: Alexander Payne and Nat Faxon & Jim Rash, The Descendants 
Should Win: Steven Zaillian and Aaron Sorkin, Moneyball
Hollywood loves Payne. I do not. Zaillian and Sorkin should win for crafting a riveting sports movie, featuring big scenes about math (I also hate math, but not as much as I hate Payne), that ultimately has nothing to do with baseball.

Best Animated Feature
Will & Should Win: Rango
I will throw my television (or rather, my Blackberry, since I'll be "watching" the Oscars via live tweets...) out a window if Rango doesn't achieve victory here. Yes, it's that serious.

Best Foreign Film
Will & Should Win: A Separation
I haven't seen anything else nominated. Oh well. A Separation is that good.

Best Original Score:
Will & Should Win: Ludovic Bource, The Artist
The music is basically a character in this film. Since it's silent. Almost a no-brainer, right?

Monday, January 23, 2012

2011: Favorite Films

As the natural follow-up to the post below, here are my ten favorite films of the year. I don't think these are necessarily the best films, but these are the ones that I just couldn't shake (in one way or another). With Oscar nominations announced tomorrow morning, skip the shit studios like to dump in January + February and catch up on the goodies still lingering from 2011. Almost all of these were viewed with a Coke and Reese's Pieces (occasionally swapped out for a small popcorn), also knows as the greatest movie theater snacks. Honorable mentions include: Moneyball, Young Adult, Bridesmaids, Crazy Stupid Love, Rango, Tinker Tailor Solider Spy, and Melancholia; I'd still like to see: A Dangerous Method, Margaret, Meek's Cutoff, Poetry, Coriolanus, and Margin Call. Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part II lives in its own category, because my emotional associations with that entire series are far too wonky to judge the adaptations accurately.

10. The Help - Sure, the surprise hit from the end of summer isn't high art, but Tate Taylor's straightforward adaptation of Katherine Stockett's bestselling novel has maybe the best ensemble of the year; it also balances strong comedy with perfectly executed emotion. The Help features my favorite single performance of the year, in Viola Davis. It's rare that a performance on screen can genuinely make my heart race, but Davis puts her entire being into Aibileen. Her eyes alone overwhelm.

9. Martha Marcy May Marelene - Elizabeth Olsen brings edge to this exploration of life inside a cult, as does the sharp direction by Sean Durkin (expanding his own short). Durkin frames every single shot with mounting tension and confusion; a fight between Martha and her older sister towards the end of the film is framed with such horror that I barely remember what the two characters were saying to one another. In the year of ambiguous indie endings, MMMM takes the cake. Terrifying, in the best possible way.

8. War Horse - The first of three films on my list that are drenched in cinematic nostalgia, Spielberg crafts this sweeping war epic like the giant movies of the 1930s and 40s; unapologetically melodramatic, sweetly sentimental, and with a final scene that explicit references the lush cinematography of Gone with the Wind, Spielberg improves upon the lauded (and overrated) stage adaptation; the master director also proves that Hollywood just doesn't make 'em like they used to.

7. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo - It's impossible not to judge this movie based on comparison. Fincher lends his mastery of cold dread to the American adaptation of Stieg Larsson's famous Swedish thriller, and improves with stylish flair upon the blunt force utilized in the Swedish film adaptation (just look at the new opening credits sequence). Fincher also finds the heart of Larsson's books, and therefore this film, in his interpretation of Lisbeth Salander. Rooney Mara catapults into the A-list with her raw performance, mining both Salander's hard edge and hidden vulnerability. 

6. Drive - Ryan Gosling creating a mythic, near-silent character? With the neo-superhero "costume" of a white bomber jacket embossed with a scorpion? Featuring the best soundtrack of the year, and quasi-European art house echoes of Quentin Tarantino? Possibly the only release from 2011 in which I would applaud the news of a sequel.

5. Shame - I'm a sucker for both director Steve McQueen and Michael Fassbender. Sorry. Stick a couple of extended takes with minimal camera trickery in your film and you automatically make my list! While the film's reputation may have become more famous than the film itself, with the NC-17 rating and full frontal male nudity, McQueen + Fassbender have put together the most interesting character study of the year. The sex in Shame isn't fun, or sexy; it's frightening, embarrassing, devastating. Fassbender, after a breakout year of multiple performances rivaled only by Jessica Chastain, cements his status as the most forceful new male talent in Hollywood. I also think this plays as an interesting conversation piece alongside Drive, if you ever feel like grabbing coffee and rambling with me about weird things and letting me waste more of your time.

4. The Artist - Or, The Little Movie That Could. Who knew a black and white film, relishing in its replication the film techniques of the silent era, could not only be the Oscar frontrunner, but could also be a charming hit? I think the film would bump up a few slots if the second act was 10-15 minutes shorter, but it is impossible to resist this film's charm and unburdened narrative techniques. The Artist revels in the way we tell stories on the silver screen, the pure joy of moviemaking; it's nice to remember why we come to the movies in the first place.

3. A Separation - Everything I wanted from The Descendants arrived, rather unceremoniously, in this wildly accessible Iranian drama; a mundane depiction of a crumbling marriage rapidly transforms into a legal thriller of muddled lies and the quietest of human relationships. Every moment is depicted in shades of grey, ambiguities pushed into infirm proclamations. Frustratingly honest, A Separation manages to plant itself firmly in Iranian culture while also grappling with universal themes - family, generational divide, gender wars, feminist uprising, the loss of machismo, religion, class, independence, the definition of honest. I haven't seen a film in a long time that juggles such complicated emotional entanglements on so many planes.

2. Hugo 3D - Martin Scorsese's love letter to childhood wonder and the cinematic magic is the third film on my list that harkens back to a different generation of filmmaking, and my favorite from 2011. Cut through again with nostalgia and simply storytelling, Scorsese's adaptation embeds its plot with gorgeously restored Georges Méliès films, and a sense of gleeful restraint that Scorsese almost never utilizes. I included 3D in the title because this is the greatest use of the "new" technology I have ever seen, besting even Avatar; if possible, pay the extra money to see this wonder in a movie theater. Scorsese uses the form to breathtaking effect, painting deep Parisian cityscapes while adding a playful sense of innocent fantasy to every shot. 

1. The Tree of Life - This choice might finally cement my status as a crazy pretentious asshole, but I've been called worse. I certainly don't think Terrence Malick's polarizing film is a perfect piece of art (dinosaurs?), but it is definitely a piece of art; nothing in 2011 rivaled Malick's ambition and scope, or lodged itself so deeply in my brain and heart. After this film's (awkward) mid-summer release, I kept waiting for something to wow me on the same level. Tree of Life is my favorite film of the year because it not only made me question the many layers of my own life, but it also made me question what we can accomplish with filmmaking. Tree of Life straddles the cosmic and the intimate, shared experience with the singular. It's not for everyone, but I do think everyone should at least try to sit through Malick's vision if the mood is right. Featuring one of Brad Pitt's best performances ever, Malick uses film as poetry to form a disjointed narrative that cares more about clarity of emotion than clarity of narrative. Malick is a visionary director. Even with those dinosaurs.
















2011: Favorite Performances

In an attempt to reboot this whole sad blog thing, I decided to finally add a new post recapping 2011 at the movies. With Oscar nominations being announced tomorrow morning, this felt... appropriate. Hopefully I'll return with regular posts very soon. Hopefully I'll stop taking myself so seriously.

Below are my five favorites, the five I would nominate in each category if someone was dumb enough to give me full control over my own awards ceremony; the choice listed in bold would be my winner. This is in no way any sort of Oscar prediction, but rather just a chance to share what I loved.

Best Actor
Jean Dujardin, The Artist
Michael Fassbender, Shame
Ryan Gosling, Drive
Gary Oldman, Tinker Tailor Solider Spy
Brad Pitt, Moneyball

Best Actress
Viola Davis, The Help
Kirsten Dunst, Melancholia
Rooney Mara, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Elizabeth Olsen, Martha Marcy May Marlene
Meryl Streep, The Iron Lady

Best Supporting Actor
Alan Brooks, Drive
Jonah Hill, Moneyball
Brad Pitt, The Tree of Life
Christopher Plummer, Beginners
Alan Rickman, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part II

Best Supporting Actress
Bérénice Bejo, The Artist
Jessica Chastain, The Help
Carey Mulligan, Shame
Octavia Spencer, The Help
Shailene Woodley, The Descendants

Best Director
David Fincher, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Michel Hazanavicius, The Artist
Terrence Malick, The Tree of Life
Martin Scorsese, Hugo
Steven Spielberg, War Horse

Best Original Screenplay
Woody Allen, Midnight in Paris
Diablo Cody, Young Adult
Asghar Farhadi, A Separation
Will Reiser, 50/50
Kristen Wiig & Annie Mumolo, Bridesmaids

Best Adapted Screenplay
Bridget O'Connor & Peter Straughan, Tinker Tailor Solider Spy
Steven Zaillian & Aaron Sorkin, Moneyball
John Logan, Hugo
Steven Zaillian, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Tate Taylor, The Help

Best Original Score
Ludovic Bource, The Artist
The Chemical Brothers, Hanna
Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo
Howard Shore, Hugo
John Williams, War Horse