Friday 28 September 2012

Monsieur Lazhar


I like the trailer for this movie, because it doesn't give anything about the film away. I mean what the film is really about. All the trailer presents is a To Sir With Love type romp except set in Canada and in a primary school. Which, while it kinda is, it's a lot deeper than To Sir With Love, and raises a lot of issues, that if you just saw the trailer you wouldn't have picked up on. And of course, if you haven't seen the film, I will now spoil any surprise that was held for you!

When a primary school teacher hangs herself in her classroom, the school is thrown into chaos. The teachers are unsure how to help the children with the grief while also struggling to cope themselves. The principal (Danielle Proulx) is also having trouble finding a replacement for Martine, until Algerian Bachir Lazhar (Fellag) turns up and offers his services as a teacher after seeing the suicide in the paper. With no other option, he is hired right away. Gradually, we see how the children adapt to the new teacher, and how he bonds with them and helps them with his grief. Along the way, we learn about his violent past, while he is opposed by the other teachers and some of the parents who find objections in his rather old fashioned way of teaching.


This is a very satisfying film, and I don't mean that it is competently made with very little else to it. No, there is plenty to this film. So many issues ar available to be looked at and talked abou, but almost all of them are left unanswered. This is the main problem with the film. Yeah, I'm starting with the problem rather than the good stuff, but there is a lot of good stuff. So, for discussions this is a good movie. It will leave you thinking about it for a long time afterwards. And also brings forth a lot of themes for critics to cite and drone on about. Which is what I will do, though I can't offer any real resolutions. How perfect for an ex-Lit student.

So, the main thing I got from this film was the difference between the adults and the kids. I know it sems like a weird thing to hone in on, but for me it was the most important part. The adults are so scared that they will traumatise the kids if they talk about Martine's death, that they never confront it except with a school psychologist who makes visits once a week to every class to check on the kids for a few months after the suicide. Lazhar actually tries to talk his class about it on several occaisions, but every time he is then reprimanded by the principal. The way chilren are treated in this movie is like atomic-bombs, all the teachers are too frightened of lawsuits to make sure that they are fully okay. One of the best quotes from the movie is from one of the students, "They think we are traumatised, but they are more traumatised than us."


The film is also about violence, though it is not a violent film. The act that Martine commits, the way one of the students, Simon (Émilien Néron) gradually becomes more and more violent to his fellow classmates because of the guilt he feels. Even Lazhar's himself comes from an extremely violent background. His family is taken from him in such a tragic way, and it is through this that he is able to connect with the students and understand their pain. My favourite scene is when Alice (Sophie Nélisse), another student, presents a speech about violence to the class, and expresses her doubts about Martine, and questions why she would kill herself in a classroom. It is the most powerful part of the film. Alice doesn't break down and cry, doesn't even shed a tear. Just presents her speech formally and honestly, then sits back down again.

This brings us nicely to the acting. The two main child actors, Émilien Néron and Sophie Nélisse, are two of the best child actors I have seen in too long a time. They outshine their adult co-stars so brightly (scuse the pun), and they are so real with their reactions. Fellag is also excellent as Lazhar, who's intentions and approaches to teaching clash with what the kids are used to , and the modern curriculum. But the kids are really the stars here. It's so refreshing to see something other than the Disney-esque cutesy stuff we normally get. And considering the subject matter, they all do exceedingly well to convey the complex emotions that normal people go through when something like this happens.

 
This review doesn't really express how incredible this film is, but then again, no review ever can. It was Canada's entry for Best Foreign Language film at the Oscars, and actually made the short-list. But awards shouldn't be what makes you go see a certain movie. I hate the word heartfelt, but that is what this film is while I try and think of a better adjective. It's emotional yes, and a little sentimental, but done in a naturalistic way that isn't exactly meant to inspire, simply meant to show us a moment in a mans life. I'm sorry this is incredibly rambling, and that it took so long to come out. I am now proudly two weeks behind schedule, but I will try and get the next review, which should be Beasts of the Southern Wild, within the next ... whenever. Until next time, readers. Those school-girl days....

Friday 21 September 2012

Murder by Death vs. Clue: The Movie


I love murder mysteries! You could call them my guilty pleasure if you wanted to. There's nothing I'd rather do than to watch Midsomer Murders and point out all of it's plot points! And I'd rank Agatha Christie as one of my favourite authors, with both Death on the Nile and And Then There Were None as two of the most entertaining and excellent books I have ever read. On and off over the years I have watched various BBC TV detective shows, like Foyle's War and The Gil Mayo Mysteries (which is probably one of the most underrated shows ever to be produced) but there are fairly few movies, especially nowadays, that give a serious mystery any more. These two aren't serious mysteries, both gloriously parodying the murder mystery genre.

So, if you hadn't guessed, I will be talking and comparing two movies that are both very similar, in their general plot and yet quite different in their execution. And they also have become cult movies and have all but been forgotten by modern audiences. I am of course talking about the 1976 film Murder by Death, and the 1985 film Clue, based on the popular board game. The main plots for both are almost identical. A group of strangers/aquaintances find themselves summoned to a remote country house by a mysterious host for an unkown reason. The main difference in the plot is that the guests in Clue don't know each other, but are all being blackmailed by the same person. The guests in Murder by Death are all parodies of famous literary detectives, like Poirot, Miss Marple and Charlie Chan, and they are brought together to determine which one of them is the best. Tim Curry, Leslie Ann Warren, Madeline Kahn and Christopher Lloyd star in Clue, while Maggie Smith, Peter Sellers, Peter Falk and Truman Capote star in Murder by Death. Eileen Brennan amazingly stars in both.


So, I'll be honest, the only reason I bought Murder by Death was because Truman Capote was in it. I mean, IT'S GOT TRUMAN FUCKING CAPOTE!! What more can I say? He's bloddy brilliant! Why wouldn't I want to see a movie with him in. Why wouldn't anyone not want to see a movie with Truman Capote. With Clue, it was more a matter of needing one final DVD to borrow and thinking "Why not?" So, this will be a a versus type thing, mainly because it's easier to write it that way, but also because it would be interesting to see which one is the better mystery. Which I won't spoil. Cause you should see both films. Right now. 

Let's start by looking at the characters. All of them, in both films are completely insane and over the top. What is really good, especially in Clue, is that given the massive ensembles, there manages to be distinct characters, though there are some actors that steal every scene they are in. Capote one of them (and you thought I'd stopped going on about him!), and he has the least scenes out of anyone in both films. Others include Madeline Kahn from Clue, who ad-libs hilariously throughout, and Maggie Smith from Murder by Death, who has the best line in the film. Individually, Clue is less of an ensemble movie and more like Tim Curry and friends. Curry gets the best gags and the most exposition, the others never really get out of being guests. What I do like about Clue though, is that none of the characters are what you are expected from playing the board game, and each of them stay within their character. Which is kind of bad, because they become cliches of themselves.


With Murder by Death, the interesting thing is that each of the characters are based on famous detectives, or detective-y tropes. Like, there is a Poirot, Milos Perrier (James Coco) who is very childish, eats too much and obssesses over his appearance. Peter Falk plays Sam Diamond, who is based on those film noir detectives in old American movies, and he speaks out of the corner of his mouth and never speaks in anything but depressing, cryptic sentences. The others are similarly exaggerated fictional detectives. But I'd say that Clue has the better characters, because it is easier to establish their character tropes and identify with them. Also, in order to fully appreciate the humour in Murder by Death, you need to know who is being parodied. Otherwise, Peter Sellers' Charlie Chan will leave you feeling very uncomfortable. It's worse than Mickey Rooney in Breakfast at Tiffany's.

Well, what about the setting? What I like about both movies is that they are set in old, beautiful, kinda creepy mansions, and (especially in Murder by Death) the houses become characters in their own right. You might be thinking that they are quite similar, but you'd be wrong! The setting for Clue is fairly well-known, and so the creators had to try and remain faithful to the board game when they were writing and designing the film. But there are times when I couldn't tell the difference between the lounge and the study (a nitpick, I know, but oh well), and some of the rooms, like the ballroom, conservatory and billiard room, had to be shoe horned in since they didn't really have anything to do with what was going on. The mansion in Murder by Death, on the other hand, is pretty incredible. Capote's Lionel Twain is a mad inventor, with a machine to make it look like it's raining whilst it's not, and a room that collapses in on itself. It's geniusly insane! So, for this round, Murder by Death gets the point.


I suppose there's nothing left to talk about except the most important part, the mystery. I will say, if you're open to silliness both films should have satisfying endings. I'll say first up that Clue has the more accessible ending, and is probably the one that more people will like. Murder by Death is a lot more complicated and your enjoyment of depends on whether or not you liked the ending to Monty Python and the Holy Grail, since they are quite similar in not fully resolving anything. But I'll go into a bit more detail after I talk some more about Clue.

Clue starts like an Agatha Christie-esque mystery, where someone is killed in the middle of a room full of people, causing all the guests to be suspicious and hysterical. Then it just gets silly. I don't think I'm spoiling anything when I say that anyone who isn't a playable character or Tim Curry is killed in some form or another, handily using all of the weapons that are readily available because the host was rather stupid. And right at the end, four people die in such a quick succession that the film ascends to a ridiculous level of silliness. However, to fit in with the board game there are 3 possible endings, that were distributed between different cinemas on it's original release (and if you get the DVD, you can choose whether or not you want to watch a random ending, or all 3). But for a couple of the endings,  when they try and fit the deaths to the murderers, it becomes extrememly convoluted. If you go get the DVD, then watch the VHS ending, which is a lot more satisfying and shows all 3 endings one after the other. In the end though, this is meant to be a comedy so the energetic ridiculousness of it all fits in nicely with the rest of the slapstick that fills the film.


So, now we get to the more complicated and insane ending of Murder by Death. In all honesty, by the time you finish this, you don't know whether or not a murder was even committed. The big problem with this film is that the plot is fairly non-existence, but the dialogue is very witty and is what saves the movie from being terrible. I will say this though, if you hate murder mysteries or detective novels, then you may like this. It parodies and satires the genres so well, and points out all the flaws of the most famous literary detectives and shamelessly humiliates them. It is brilliant, even more so if you know who the characters are. But what about the mystery itself? I've seen this about 3 times and I'm still not sure exactly what happened, but I think that's the point. You aren't meant to understand, and in the end this was just meant to be a glorious parody and hopefully provide a few laughs along the way. It is a little frustrating when you reach the end though, but as I said, if you can stand the ending to Holy Grail, then it may not annoy you as much.

So, which one wins? Does one have to win? Well, the one I prefer is going to be winner, cause I'm selfish like that. But I wouldn't put either above the other, they're too similar for that. And yet, the differences that they have each make them enjoyable. Clue is probably the one that the majority of people will enjoy, since it is more 'mainstream' (whatever the fuck that means) and more accessible for people. Murder by Death is more surreal, and while both end up spoofing the genre in very different ways, I like Murder by Death better. Clue is a lot more of a traditional parody, but you will never see anything like Murder by Death, and so it's my personal winner. If I've sparked your interest at all, find these two and check them out! I'm sorry this took so long to get out, but I was sick... and lazy. Next time, hopefully it will Monsieur Lazhar, and hopefully it won't take so long to get out. Until next time readers, don't be tacky.

Tuesday 11 September 2012

Moonrise Kingdom

 
I hate the word "indie". To me, it doesn't really mean anything and it associates itself with people who think they have better taste because they like things that are slightly more obscure than mainstream. To me it is a derrogative term, so I won't call this film indie. Instead I will say it is original. Well, only if you haven't seen a Wes Anderson film before. I didn't really know how else to start this one. I could talk about the director, but I already did that in my Bernie and Trishna reviews, and I do so hate repetition. Also, in talking about Anderson's other works I'll just end up comparing this one to them, which every other reviewer is doing and I hate cliches as well.  Well, I could go straight into the plot, but then that would break up the loose structure that I normally use. Naming the film, and the director, seems a little redundant now, since if you've read this far then you know those facts already. If you know anything about the film then you probably know the basic plot already, but I will go on with a brief synopsis in the next paragraph, as I think this shameful introduction has run its course.


12 year-olds Sam Shakusky (Jared Gilman) and Suzy Bishop (Kara Hayward) are two outcasts living on the (fictional) island New Penzance, off the coast of New England. Over the course of a year, they correspond secretly and run away together during summer, much to the concern of Suzy's lawyer parents Walt (Bill Murray) and Laura (Frances McDormand) and Sam's scoutmaster Ward (Edward Norton). The two kids enjoy a couple of days of complete bliss away from the adults that run their world, while the Bishop's, Ward and the island's policeman, Captain Sharp (Bruce Willis), are desperately trying to find them. What plays out is a story about finding love and a place where you're happy as seen through the eyes of two children, an exaggerated truth about chilhood during a time when parents were finding it hard to connect with their children.


So, I have a problem with this film, and I don't really know how to talk about it (you might've guessed that from the introduction). Partly, I think it's just writers block, but I really don't know what to say about this film. Which is odd, because I really liked it. I liked it so much that I am seriously considering putting it on my end of year best of list (yes, that will be done). It is a really good movie, and one of Anderson's best. But, again, I can't find the words to describe it. I suppose I shal have to be boring and just say why I liked the film instead of giving a semi-deep analytical view. Well, I do like the premise. Two twelve year-olds who fall in love like adults, it is very different and one of the best premises I've heard since Harold and Maude. I like the way the adults of the film are portrayed like kids, particularly Edward Norton' Scoutmaster Ward, who seems to lead an unfulfilling adult life, so he spends his free time being an almost dictatorial leader for a group of kids, and instead lives his life to a strict regime with needed to be broken up by the main characters escape. If you hadn't guessed, Ward is my favourite character.

The other adult characters all have something missing in their life, and while some of them aren't neatly fixed by the end, you do get the idea that they will try to do better with their lives after this event. So, what else did I like? The trademark Wes Anderson panning shots are always refreshing to watch, and I am once again aware at how well timed they all are. And of course the minutest detail is carefully planned out. I particularly love all the books that Suzy reads out, with each cover designed by a different illustrator. I also like the way it's directed, with both children showing dead-pan emotion most of the time, while the adults run around almost hysterical at their absence. Of course, my heart is warmed by the scout boys who come to Suzy and Sam's rescue, even though before Sam was incredibly unpopular and didn't get along with the rest of the boys. I suppose it just shows that some things, like outcasts and bullying, are always going to be around, hence why we get so many coming-of-age stories.


The acting is excellent, with very underrated performances from the kids, and the adults nearly overacting. I have to highlight Jared Gilman and Kara Hayward as Suzy and Sam, who really excel and I can't wait to see them in something else. I already said that I liked Edward Norton (like is too weka word, madly in love is more appropriate), and Tilda Swinton as Child Services is also quite fantastic given the little that she does. But I think the best is definitely Bruce Willis, playing against his "die hard" action star character. If you've seen Death Becomes Her, then you may guess what he may be like. I also really like the colours of the world that Anderson creates. His palette is very much based on muted primary colours, again enhancing that child-like quality.

Well, I've managed to write about something. I suppose I'd better say what I got from the film, and maybe that will uncover why I find this film so hard to write about. Well, the main thing I got out of the film was a sense of longing for the past. Let me explain. For a few short day, Sam and Suzy spend time together being able to be whoever they want without judgement, and from that a love grows. After such a short amount of time, they are dragged back to reality, and both of them seem to know that while things will never be the same, they will never have the time they had during this one summer ever again. And at the end of the movie, you feel that there is overwhelming sadness between the two kids that they will never live those days again. It makes this film sad, and to add to the sadness the mournful music of Benjamin Britten, whose compositions for children litter the film and add a personal touch from Anderson, who grew up with that music.


So, why did I find this film so hard to write about? Well, if you recall, I said I had a problem with it, and that is that while it is incredibly entertaining to watch while you're watching, it doesn't leave as great an impact when you leave the cinema. It's hard to explain why, and it's not as if it leaves you with nothing to think about, but it leaves you wanting something that it didn't give you. And with a rather sad ending to boot, this falls a little in my love for it. I still think this is an exceptional film, and one that really should be seen. I am sorry if this review turned out to be a little existential, but writers block is a terrible burden to bear. Also, I don't want to spoil for those of you who haven't seen it yet, so I kinda mentally blocked some things while writing. So, yeah. Nothing more to say, really. Until next time, readers.

Tuesday 4 September 2012

Holy Motors


... Um... Er... Uh......... Merde. Ben, je pouvais ecriver la revue en francais, mais I really can't be bothered and I've pretty much exhausted whatever high school French I had left in me. If you hadn't guessed, this is a French film from director Leos Carax and I have no idea where to begin with this one. I mean it. On the poster it says "One of the most original films of the century", and I'm very inclined to agree. I don't think anything like this will ever come again. The only way I can describe watching it is like watching a Jean-Pierre Jeunet film on acid whilst being repeatedly hit over the head with the Beatles' "Revolution No. 9". Your head hurts after and you have no idea what you just say through.  

Holy Motors follows one day in the life of M. Oscar (Denis Lavant) as he is chauffered around Paris in a white limousine by his driver Celine (Edith Scob). We see him going to his different appointments during the day and way into the night. The appointments are tied together through the conversations and interactions of M. Oscar and Celine as they drive to the next appointment. Because of that, it feels like lots of little short vignettes joined together loosely forming one incoherent whole. Though it soon becomes clear that Oscar's busy schedule is draining him and he is slowly loosing his will to carry on. Some of his appointments include kidnapping a doll-like model (Eva Mendes), going into a motion-capture room, picking up his 'daughter' and playing a dying uncle with another associate.



Since I have nowhere else to start, I will begin with the acting. I haven't seen Denis Lavant in anything before, though I know that he has been in all but one of Carax's films previous to this one. This has to be the best performance of the year. Lavant doesn't just play Oscar playing other characters, he plays 11 different, fully fleshed characters (or as fully fleshed as they can be given the time) and yet is still able to show us that he is slowly losing himself with every new role that he takes on, and it becomes apparent that he is living his life through other people. He has been doing his job (which is never fully explained) for so long that he is starting to lose not only his motivation, but whatever part of himself is left. The other actors are good, especially Edith Scob as Celine, Eva Mendes as Kay M and rather surprisingly Kylie Minogue as a former aquaintance/lover of Oscar's.

Visually, this looks pretty amazing. Paris looks fabulous at night, and we see some back streets and landmarks that you don't usually see when someone films in Paris. But the cinematography is especially great in the motion-capture scene as it shifts between normal and slow motion so seemlessly. The music is also good, when it's there, as the film mainly uses a natural soundtrack, and every song used is used for a specific purpose (though I do guarantee that Kylie Minogue's song will get stuck in you head for ages after). In fact, my favourite part of the film might well be the intermission because of the great accordion break down!



But that's the thing with this film. Because of the vignettey style it's hard to look at this as a whole, at least for me it is. I'm not going to pretend for a minute that I know what this film is trying to say, like some other critics have, littering their reviews with stupid phrases like "I can't tell you what is going on because then it would spoil your viewing of it". I don't know what is going on (well, I do in a story sense, but not a thematic sense), but instead I will give two theories that may be right, but probably aren't, in order to shed some light on the film.

The first is what I thought while watching the film in the cinema, and that is that all these appointments are for an unseen audience that can only experience life through those who work for the company Holy Motors, those like Oscar. This come through the opening scene of a cinema audience watching a movie (and I will say that it is very disconcerting to watch an audience watching you watching them... try and put your head around that one), and also through a conversation with Oscar's boss, who says that he is losing his touch, obviously referring to his acting. Also, Oscar is portrayed as a never dying being, who seems to be put through these bizarre scenarios for someones perverse pleasure. And some of them really are perverted, especially the one with Eva Mendes as supermodel Kay M, who is kidnapped by a disgusting sewer creature.


The other theory, which was brought forward during my film groups discussion, is that this could all be a dream. And it really could be. This is a very surreal film, with none of the parts connecting except for oscar, yet each part tells a distinct story in itself. The dream theory is very probable and not just a way of admitting that I don't really know what it all means (I already told you that). For what if Oscar was having trouble at work, it might explain his stabbing scene. Or what if he's having trouble communicating with his daughter, that would explain her scene in the car. Or what if, a million other what ifs! I'm inclined to believe the dream theory, along with Carax himself has said about the film.

Leos Carax is behaving a little like David Lynch in that he isn't explaining anything about the movie, and when he does they are pretty cryptic. But he did say something that caught my attention: "You could say that Monsieur Oscar (played by Denis Lavant) is an actor, but it’s not a film about actors. It’s a film about a man and an experience: the experience of being alive. I used the fact that he might be a actor or a kind of actor that no one is watching: a little like all of us." While it doesn't really tell us that much more, to me it gives the film more of an autobiographical feel. Like he was trying to recreate scenes from his own life that he wished could've gone better, while also putting these surreal fantasies in there as well, that were maybe drawn from dreams he had. This is enforced by a number of things; the fact that he has a cameo as a man who finds a secret door that leads to a movie theatre, and that Oscar and one of his alias', Alex, is an anagram of Leos Carax. And if this is just a mad dream that Carax is having, then it explains all of the references to other movies that you can find in this.


Oh yeah, there are references to other movies in this. But you may not get them, I only got one. The good thing is it doesn't mean that you lose anything if you don't get them. This is a critics movie, so if you find that if you go and see it and get annoyed at reviews for calling it a masterpiece when to you it is a just mess, don't worry. This seems to be the Eyes Wide Shut of Cannes this year, but executed way better and not nearly as frustrating. Would I recommend this? Well, no, unless you were wanting to see it anyway. If you want to see it then do, I'll bet you won't have seen anything like it. But if this doesn't sound like your kind of thing, then it probably isn't. I'm still not sure if I actually like this. As I said before, there are parts I like, but as a whole I'm incredibly ambivalent. It would probably benefit from repeat veiwings, so I may borrow it when it comes out. I will say this for it though, it was so much better than Cosmopolis. Until next time, readers, in which we enter the indie circuit.