Thursday, February 28, 2013

OSCARS REACTION: MACFARLANE, MUSICALS, AND THE IMPOSSIBLE EXPECTATIONS OF THE KODAK THEATER CROWD

I have to admit: in the days leading up to last Sunday's Oscar ceremony, I thought Seth MacFarlane was going to kill it as the host. He's a god in the TV world, and his celebrity-bashing that made him famous on Family Guy might do for the Oscars what Ricky Gervais did for the Golden Globes was my thought process. But, now in retrospect, MacFarlane was doomed before the curtain even rose.

To my knowledge, MacFarlane has hosted three television events prior to the Oscars (so not that much experience), the most recent of which was an SNL hosting gig, which I have to believe was a huge factor in him getting hired (the biggest factor was his box-office success in Ted). I thought he was fine as host in a week of bad sketches. And he also was the MC for two Comedy Central roasts, where he was very successful both times. The roasts are the perfect forum for him: he can be vulgar and brutal, and is usually the most famous person there. But the Oscars are a whole different beast: to be face-to-face with the A-listers he thrashes from week to week and not be hidden behind one of his animated characters was a new challenge for MacFarlane, and it turns out they weren't so receptive to his shtick. I don't know what the host selection process is, but I have to think the powers-that-be get some feedback from the hot-shots, the actors and directors who fill up the first twenty rows, on what they liked, didn't like, and what they would like to see done differently. If the Academy wanted safe, septuagenarian comedy, they could have gotten Billy Crystal to host for the second straight year. We all know he's more than available. But I think they wanted to spice it up this year, get a young rising star with a new brand of comedy. What they didn't realize is that they were hiring human MacFarlane, but what they wanted was voice actor MacFarlane. The stereotyping and profanity is fine when it's coming out of a cartoon dog or baby or CGI teddy bear, as evidenced by Ted's (voiced by MacFarlane) successful cameo as presenter, but real-life Seth did not sit well with this crowd. I think it's important, though, to note that often viewers at home associate the success of the show with how the audience in the theatre is reacting. I think Seth knew that there weren't many Animation Domination fans in the Kodak Theatre crowd, and he tried valiantly for their approval, but the only way he was going to shine was to be young slightly edgier Billy Crystal which I don't think he's got the stage chops to do that even if he wanted to. Further reason why this stint was a pre-fail in many people's eyes.

There was an abundance of lashing out at MacFarlane on Monday morning in the press. Some pop-culture journalists who I respect called him the worst Oscars host ever. Offensive, Sexist, Racist, Failure were among the comments. Without putting too many words in their mouths, most of these people find Seth's TV shows to be an abomination, so there was going to be no pleasing these writers no matter what. But worst host ever? Pump the brakes, guys. I don't expect to see a worse Oscar host than James Franco while I have a breath in my body. If MacFarlane's a "failure", then I don't even know what Franco is. I personally think MacFarlane was the best host in 4 years (Hugh Jackman), and that's not to say that he was even great. I'm a Family Guy lifer so it's partly a matter of taste, but I thought the jokes were (for the most part) solid. He incorporated his Star Trek-geekdom into the show by chatting with Shatner from the future, who tells him he got terrible reviews for hosting and shows him the mistakes he made. These involve a song about movies-with-boobs in them, and a makeout session with Sally Field. They're mediocre skits, but he acknowledged they're bad, and follows up by asking Shatner how he can improve his reviews, and then does old song-and-dance numbers with the likes of Channing Tatum, Charlize Theron, Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Daniel Radcliffe. It was a clever, self-aware bit. I think MacFarlane's pretty sharp, clearly he foresaw the bad reviews ahead, and alternately gave the crowd some broad sketches which he assumed they would hate, followed by some non-fancy choreographed show-tunes which he knew they would love, and got one of his warmest applauses of the night from it. It really wasn't an opening monologue, but rather a meta-examination of the absurdity of the expectations of hosting and the unsophisticated taste of the audience. It was a strong start, but as the show went on, the thing that bothered me was Seth's reaction to the crowd's reaction to his jokes. Whenever there were groans or indifferent murmurs, Seth either broke character and smiled and gave a "Hey, I'm just saying what's on the teleprompter" look or he addressed the crowd with a "Oh, come on lighten up" bashful response. I would have liked to see him take more ownership of his jokes. When getting negative feedback, he should have just smirked and said something like, "I liked that one", and moved on. You might not get a warm response this way I understand, but the way he did it was just digging for more laughs, which he got, but they felt more obligatory and not reactionary. I think the audience might have respected him more if he stood his ground. He got rattled a little bit, which is understandable of course. The "racist" joke that got the most flack was one about Daniel Day-Lewis taking his role as Abe Lincoln so seriously that he tried to free Don Cheadle when he saw him on the movie lot. Let's state some facts: DDL is a Method actor, Cheadle is black, black people used to be enslaved, Lincoln freed the slaves. That's all this joke is pointing out, how is that offensive or racist? I would be shocked if Cheadle or if any black actor for that matter was upset about that one. The one about Quvenzhane Wallis being only 10 years away from being courted by George Clooney was way more a shot at Clooney than the kid, and when you have it as good as George, you're free game at an awards show 100% of the time. I will concede that the other sexist joke about Jessica Chastain's character being a metaphor for women not being able to let anything go fell flat on its face, and would be in bad taste at any gala. And the post-Best Picture song-and-dance was not great either.

Overall though, Seth was Seth. He's not a warm, fuzzy guy. He's like the guy you meet at a bar through a buddy and is friendly at first, but talks shit about you while you're getting the next round for the table. But make no mistake, he's popular for his douchiness. With his very limited hosting resume, I think he performed about as well as he could with the writing he had. It is the definition of a thankless job. The closest thing I've seen to a great host is Steve Martin (solo). He's got that timeless quality to him where he still feels relevant no matter what. Last time he hosted, his monologal approach was the-faux-perils-of-being-a-movie-star-even-though-im-not-a-movie-star-anymore, and it worked really well. Chris Rock and Jon Stewart were also very good. Two hosts has not worked both times I've seen it, Martin/Baldwin (Baldwin would be good solo though) and Franco/Hathaway (worst show ever), but many people thought Tina Fey and Amy Poehler might break that bad streak, and would do it after killing it at the Golden Globes in January. Fey announced this week there's no way she would do it, good move Tina. Why would anyone want to host the Oscars? The risk of doing poorly so outweighs the reward (of being asked back?). Hathaway has recovered, but she still has nightmares I'm sure. It's still kind of following Franco around, and may for a while. MacFarlane also announced there's no way, even with the miniscule chance he'd be asked back, that he'd do it again. He tackled that white whale, got back to shore barely, and to everyone who digs his comedy, that's good enough for us. So we will wait through the sludge that are the releases the first three months of the year hoping next Oscars will be better like always, while Seth MacFarlane goes back to scuba-diving through his swimming pool full of cash, and (hopefully) the Academy turns on Adult Swim and learns to laugh at itself. Overall Show Grade: B-

Other Thoughts:

Presenters: I think presenters are the most underrated factor in a show's success. It's not about who you get, because you're going to get big names, but what they do while they're up there. The effect is cumulative, but it adds up to the overall viewing enjoyment if you get one failed comedy bit after another. First, there was some incredibly awkward and elongated Paul Rudd/Melissa McCarthy improv followed by the Avenger men (Robert Downer Jr. as presenter = zero laughs always) teasing each other about embarrassing moments on set. Oh, and let's not forget...

Kristen Stewart: When Seth introduced the next presenters as Harry Potter and girl vampire, my stomach turned over. Flashbacks of three years ago of a painful attempt at getting through reading a teleprompter danced around in my head. Sure enough, the nightmare was unfolding again. Clearing her throat, tearing at her unwashed (probably) hair, spacing out when it's her cue. Watching K-Stew on stage is utterly painful. Academy, just because she's a movie star doesn't mean she has to present. She's obviously mortified, we're covering our eyes, stop it. And, in a post-Twilight world, is Stewart still a movie star? Maybe I'm being harsh, but I just don't see the appeal. She was great in Adventureland in a supporting turn. But I really don't think she has the chops as a leading lady (for an actually good flick). I didn't have many shares to begin with, but I'm selling my K-Stew stock.

MVP: Channing Tatum. Whether he's hoisting Charlize around (and looking like he could take her home in a millisecond), or playing embarrassed, as the only great presenter, about getting waxed for the first time for Magic Mike, Tatum's undeniable likability was a cornerstone of the evening and his admirers grow by the boatload. Also, he's a decent actor and keeps improving. This dude has massive potential. BUY, BUY, BUY. (Oh, I forgot about Christopher Plummer being another fantastic presenter. Buy his stock too, it may be expiring soon...)

Musicals: Another thing Seth got blame for was the show's extensive run time. Pundits say it was his monologue that pushed the time over. Well, what about the half-hour modern musical tribute? Was that really necessary? If we're going to honor musicals, shouldn't it be classics like Singin in the Rain or West Side Story? Why do we need to pay tribute to Chicago and Dreamgirls (not great movies, good musicals at best)? They came out ten years ago, if they are going to have any kind of legacy, it has not been firmly cemented and we don't need to be reminded of them yet. That said, Jennifer Hudson's performance was a nice reminder that the most talented female artist title is still up for grabs, and her Dreamgirls co-star might get her crown stolen if she's not careful. All I have to say about the Les Mis song is, parents, if you really want to punish your naughty kid, sit him in front of a TV and put on a loop Russell Crowe singing until they've learned their lesson. Trust me, it will work. Finally, exactly zero people wanted to see Streisand sing a 40-year old song. (I did enjoy the "Goldfinger" singer though, admittedly.) There Academy, I cut down an hour of your show. You're back on schedule.

Michelle Obama: This kind of irked me. The First Lady presented the Best Picture award from the White House, but I have no idea why. This seemed like an excuse for the Hollywood community to remind everyone in case we didn't know that they all voted for this elegant gal to live in the White House for 4 more years. Did she even see Argo? I strongly suspect not. Look, we get it Hollywood, Michelle is a hip, cool First Lady and overall awesome human being, and we understand you're all Democrats. Why don't you let her go back to doing her bangs, and let Nicholson, the greatest Oscars celebrity ever, present the most important award?

The Winners: I went 15 for 24 with my Oscar predictions. The short films were complete guesses and I missed all of them. I got 7 of the 8 major awards (film, acting, directing, writing). The one I missed was Ang Lee winning for Best Director. I have to say, I think this is a major travesty. Life of Pi is spectacular visually(and got awarded justly for visual effects and cinematography), and is the second-best 3D experience I've had (behind Prometheus). But in a largely artificial world with mediocre acting at best, I don't see what is impressive about the direction. I thought Spielberg was going to win, but I was rooting for David O. Russell. The bigger travesty was the omissions from this category: Paul Thomas Anderson, Kathryn Bigelow, and Ben Affleck (who would've been a lock if he was nominated.) I liked that Tarantino pointed out the great work of his fellow writers this year, it was a well-deserved golden man for him, he really should have four or five of those by now. Jennifer Lawrence's fall actually helped her gain some fans because she was such a good sport about it, she continues to seem really normal for an actress, as opposed to Jessica Chastain who is SERIOUS about her career and everything that goes with the responsibility of being a movie star. I think if she had won and fallen, she might have broken down, but Lawrence shook it off quickly and now it's no big deal. Props to Hugh Jackman for his belated rescue off the stairs, very chivalrous, liked the gesture. DDL continues to astonish with his selection of words, we should keep giving him awards if only because he's like a poet laureate of acceptance speeches. And lastly, Affleck got redeemed when he won as producer for the Best Picture Argo. He talked about the canon of his career, how he was just a kid when he won for Good Will Hunting, struggling during the Bennifer/Gigli years, and how directing became a second wind for him. You can't help but feel good for the guy, he was down and out by all accounts, and now he's a great director, and seems to be a loving family man. Great Hollywood story. Argo's BP win over Lincoln, who many probably thought to be the favorite a couple months ago, is telling. There's no story Hollywood loves more than a movie about itself.

-Rex

Thanks for reading. Oscar night's my favorite Sunday of the year. It was really fun making predictions. Can't wait for next year's ceremony.

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Sunday, February 24, 2013

LAST MINUTE ADJUSTMENTS TO OSCAR PICKS

Just a couple hours away from the Oscar ceremony and I thought I'd give my final predictions as the landscape has changed these past few weeks with the pre-Oscar awards shows. The biggest surprise is that Argo has swept EVERY Best picture category, and is the overwhelming favorite tonight, which I previously thought was Lincoln. Ben Affleck would be the favorite for Best Director as he too has swept every directing award but is not nominated for an Oscar, so tonight's race should be interesting since we haven't seen any of the nominees win anything so far. So, here are my final picks for all 24 categories, plus a few upsets. The acronyms in parentheses show what awards my picks have already won:

GG-Golden Globe
SAG-Screen Actors Guild
BAFTA- British Academy Awards
CC-Critic's Choice
WGA-Writer's Guild
PGA-Producer's Guild

Best Picture
Winner:Argo (GG, SAG, BAFTA, PGA, CC)
Chance for upset: Lincoln, Silver Linings Playbook

Best Director
Winner: Steven Spielberg, Lincoln
Chance for upset: David O. Russell, Silver Linings Playbook; Ang Lee, Life of Pi

Best Actor
Winner: Daniel Day-Lewis, Lincoln (GG, SAG, BAFTA, CC)
Chance for upset: None

Best Actress
Winner: Jennifer Lawrence, Silver Linings Playbook (GG comedy, SAG, CC)
Chance for upset: Emmanuelle Riva, Amour (BAFTA); Jessica Chastain, Zero Dark Thirty (GG drama)

Best Supporting Actor
Winner: Christoph Waltz, Django Unchained (GG, BAFTA)
Chance for upset: Tommy Lee Jones, Lincoln (SAG); Robert DeNiro, Silver Linings Playbook

Best Supporting Actress
Winner: Anne Hathaway, Les Miserables (GG, SAG, CC, BAFTA)
Chance for upset: None

Best Adapted Screenplay
Winner: Chris Terrio, Argo (WGA)
Chance for upset: Tony Kushner, Lincoln (CC)

Best Original Screenplay
Winner: Quentin Tarantino, Django Unchained (GG, CC, BAFTA)
Chance at upset: Mark Boal, Zero Dark Thirty (WGA); Michael Haneke, Amour

Best Animated Film
Winner: Wreck-It Ralph
Chance for upset: Brave

Best Foreign Film
Winner: Amour

Best Cinematography
Winner: Life of Pi

Best Editing:
Winner: Argo

Best Production Design:
Winner: Anna Karenina

Best Costume Design
Winner: Anna Karenina

Best Makeup and Hairstyling:
Winner: The Hobbit

Best Original Score:
Winner: Life of Pi

Best Original Song
Winner: Skyfall

Best Sound Mixing
Winner: Argo

Best Sound Editing
Winner: Argo

Best Visual Effects
Winner: Life of Pi

Best Documentary, Feature
Winner: Searching for Sugar Man

Best Documentary, Short Subject
Winner: Kings Point

Best Short Film, Animated
Winner: Head Over Heels

Best Short Film, Live Action
Winner: Henry

Enjoy the show everybody! I'll have a piece tomorrow to talk about winner, and the overall show. I hope Seth MacFarlane does as well as I think he's going to do.

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-Rex



Friday, February 15, 2013

TV RECAP: THE AMERICANS "GREGORY"

SPOILERS FOLLOW

It's hard to judge a show three episodes after its inception, but I can say I like the direction The Americans is heading in. Its darkest episode airing last night, we saw Philip and Elizabeth dealing with the aftermath of their partner Robert's death, who died in the pilot. It turns out he has a wife and kid that he never told them about. After a clever diversion set up by a gang of Russia-friendly Americans led by Gregory (Derek Luke), they get Robert's wife Joyce and her kid to a secure location.

Gregory the character is obviously a one-and-done sort of guy, but he was a clever tool, a measuring stick of sorts to judge what Philip and Elizabeth each think of their "marriage." Gregory and Elizabeth have been lovers for years, but Elizabeth tells him she's breaking it off because she wants to make her marriage with Philip, which was never real in the first place, work. To rattle his cage, once in the hideaway, Gregory reveals his and Elizabeth's past, imploring Philip to let her go and give her a chance at real love with him. Philip is an interesting character, in that he's way more in love with Elizabeth than vice versa and he also appears to be somewhat sensitive, even while being a extremely competent and sometimes intimidating spy.

The heart-to-heart in the kitchen at the end with Elizabeth and Philip is the best acting scene in the series yet. While it's painful for Philip to hear that she never felt that spark with him in the beginning, he can be hopeful that she's feeling it now. As for poor Joyce, I had a very bad feeling once E & P turned her and her kid over to Margo Martindale (pictured). Clearly, the KGB doesn't take any chances with family members who may even have a slight hint of sensitive information, and Joyce, probably innocent, was killed while Robert's heir is sent back to Russia to live with his grandparents.

I'm excited to see how this real marriage keeps blooming since they both seem to keep sleeping with people for information. And I'm guessing, sooner or later, our couple is going to run into the Russian woman now working for their neighbor, the Fed.

-Rex

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NETFLIX INSTANT STREAM RECOMMENDATION: GRIZZLY MAN

The legendary German director Werner Herzog's 2005 documentary Grizzly Man tells the story of Timothy Treadwell, who for 10 straight summers lived by himself among wild grizzly bears on a wildlife plantation in Alaska. Treadwell garnered national attention for the outrageously intimate footage he shot on video of these bears, getting inches from their face and filming fights for food. Treadwell's love and compassion for these bears surpassed almost any human connection we can imagine. His obsession with every facet of their daily survival and existence is both weird (he talks to them like infants) and endearing.

Unfortunately, Treadwell also got in the news because the species he devoted so much time to ended up being his demise. Treadwell and his girlfriend were killed and eaten by one of these grizzlies at the end of a summer. There are candid interviews with people that were closest to him and others that knew him by reputation. One side feels compassion for Tim insisting this is the way he wanted to go, and other saying he got what he deserved because Tim trespassed on the bears' sacred land, a Native American credo going back centuries. We learn more about Tim through his family and ex-girlfriend. He was an aspiring actor but after he didn't get a lead part on Cheers, he became a severe alcoholic and drug addict, and almost lost his life. The footage of the bears also includes commentary from Treadwell kneeling down in front of the camera, and soon he uses it as a confessional tool.  You get the sense as he talks about his past that he was truly troubled, and that the bears were his salvation. He has rants about hating the human world and heartbreaking relationships with women. Like many former addicts, they need something else, something legal to be addicted to, for Treadwell it was the grizzlies, it was the adrenaline of putting your life in harm's way every day. He insists, if you freeze up, if they sense any fear from you, you're dead. There are a couple times where a bear is advancing on him, apparently with menace, and he kind of shoos them away with a lot of gusto and they just turn in the other direction.

The footage itself of the bears is incredible, there's one brawl between two bears that is ferocious and illustrates what kind of danger Treadwell was surrounding himself with every day. The director Herzog comes across the last tape from Treadwell's camera. As he and his girlfriend were being attacked, the lens cap was on but the sound was rolling. He listens to it with headphones, and is shaken, and tells Treadwell's ex-girlfriend to destroy it. We are told the bear attacked Treadwell first, and the girlfriend was hitting it with a pan trying to make it stop, and as he's dying, he implores his girlfriend to run. Even before death, he wished these animals no harm. It's a beautiful and fascinating documentary.

Available on Netflix Instant Stream

-Rex

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Thursday, February 14, 2013

MOVIE REVIEW: WARNING: "SIDE EFFECTS" MAY CAUSE PURE CINEMATIC BLISS

It takes a special director to blend multiple genres in one narrative, and pull the rug from under us when it comes to character expectations all while keeping our undivided attention as an audience. Luckily for us, Steven Soderbergh is one of those special directors, and he performs these feats in spectacular fashion in his new (and possibly last) film, Side Effects.

We meet Emily (Rooney Mara), a young New Yorker whose husband Martin (Channing Tatum) is being released from prison after 5 years for insider trading. She is depressed, and even her husband's return home can't repair her weakening state of mind. She attempts suicide by crashing her car into a parking garage wall, but fails. She starts seeing a psychiatrist Dr. Banks (Jude Law), who has a keen interest in helping her, and prescribes her a new antidepressant called Ablixa. At first, the pill is effective: Emily's joyful, energetic, she has passionate sex with her husband. It all turns sour as the drug causes her to sleepwalk, and eventually leads her to murder in her unconscious state. She is imprisoned, and Dr. Banks comes under fire as the person who may be responsible for this unintentional tragedy. But as his life starts falling apart, both at home and at work, Dr. Banks becomes something of a pseudo-detective and finds the incident is not everything that it seems.

This story is particularly fascinating, being that it starts out as a meditation on depression in the modern age and a world where everyone is on some kind of pill and the big-business pharmaceutical companies are sitting on top of their mountains of cash, and it turns into a sexual conspiracy thriller, a la classics like Double Indemnity & Dial M For Murder. It's interesting looking back on the film and realizing that none of the things you thought you knew in the first half hour are relevant in the big scope of the picture, it's all a facade. The structure of this screenplay is complex, and the fact that it transitions smoothly from a huge change in tone while also switching protagonists is credit to screenwriter Scott Z. Burns.

Jude Law, in his finest role to date, exemplifies a typical leading man in a Hitchcock film. A professional that is being framed or in a middle of a conspiracy, who isolates himself because no one will believe him, and whose obsession causes the rest of his life to spiral out of control. Dr. Banks is incredibly deft and intelligent and confident in his abilities to find information, and when you see him start to doubt himself, Law is fascinating to watch crumble. He is an absurdly charming actor, but to watch his character manipulate and deceive others to find the truth shows Law's greatest strengths as a performer. Also impressive is Vinessa Shaw as Dr. Banks' wife and voice of reason when he's hashing out his conspiracy theories, and Catherine Zeta Jones as Emily's icy former shrink, who plays an integral role in the final act. The leading lady steals the show though. Maybe I'm overblowing it, but I seriously think, with Side Effects, Rooney Mara sits alone atop the mountain of the greatest actresses of her generation (Carey Mulligan is very close behind, followed by Jennifer Lawrence). She is asked to wear so many faces in this movie: depressed, elated, sedated, zombified, manic, seductive, claustrophobic. Mara transcends the very definition of these emotions. She's not a showy actress, she has a low, often monotone voice. And that's what makes her ability so impressive. She's a subtextual performer, she speaks volumes without really doing that much physically. Nothing's on the surface, but the layers beneath are immensely affecting.

As with any Soderbergh film, the cinematography and camera work are a staple in setting a mood. Soderbergh shoots his movies himself (under the pseudonym Peter Andrews), and he paints Manhattan as grey and gloomy, much like the depression ads we see on TV with a rain cloud following over someone's head. The interiors are dark with bright exterior light pouring in behind shades and curtains, again probably how a depressed person views the world. He uses a shallow depth of field (background's fuzzy while performer's in foreground, vice versa) and often frames characters, mostly Emily, through small windows and employs close-ups to create a sense of being trapped, that their world is collapsing in on them. The music and editing go hand-in-hand here and create a consistent rhythm throughout the film. The score by Thomas Newman is fairy-taleish and lures us in like a lullaby, and then at times becomes haunting (during the murder) and fiendish (the aftermath of the murder).

Steven Soderbergh has announced this will be his last theatrically released film, as he's taking an indefinite leave of absence to work on other art forms such as painting and theatre, saying he's hit a wall artistically, and would need some sort of re-invention to return. I don't know what he means by that, but my feeling is he will return to cinema, he's only 50 years old, and when you're as good at something as Soderbergh is at directing, you don't give it up midway through your career. He's had a long varied career starting with sex, lies, and videotape (1989), which gave the Sundance Film Festival mainstream Hollywood significance, and he's since conquered many genres: the revenge con movie (The Limey), the ensemble heist movie (The Ocean's Trilogy), the satirical civil lawsuit comedy (The Informant!), the drug-trade epic (Traffic), the epidemic disease movie (Contagion), and, of course, the male stripper drama (Magic Mike). He is a wizard with the camera and with color palettes, and getting in and out with his films without leaving too much of a mess. With his last three films, he's arguably on the best streak of his career. Soderbergh is famous for going one for them, one for me, meaning he does a big Hollywood picture and with that check goes and makes a cheaper, more experimental film. I think he's been combining the best of both worlds in this most recent stretch, and it's a shame that we won't see any new stuff from him for the time being. The film industry needs artists like Steven Soderbergh. But as Dr. Banks says, "The best predictor of future behavior is past behavior." If Soderbergh's addiction to telling great stories through the most accessible art medium is a good predictor, then he will be back eventually, and better than ever.

4 out of 4 stars

-Rex

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Tuesday, February 5, 2013

MOVIE REVIEW: 3 THINGS I HATE ABOUT MOVIE 43 (BECAUSE 10 ISN'T WORTH MY TIME)

Let me preface by saying this might be the most difficult movie review I write, mostly because I don't consider "Movie 43" a movie. I'd consider it more a heap of dull, unfunny sketches, with lots of A-list actors, that is screaming to be considered funny. But, like the movie itself, I will begin on a high note and then scale down into the insurmountable crevasse that is the other 84 minutes of the film.

The film's opening vignette involves Kate Winslet's character eager to be going  on a first date with a rich, handsome businessman (Hugh Jackman). They arrive at the restaurant and are checking their coats when Jackman takes off his scarf... and there are a pair of testicles hanging from his neck. Winslet is of course horrified by this, but he acts like everything's fine, and so does everyone else in the restaurant. The comedy revolves around the behavior of the sack (Jackman feels a breeze and they shrink up into his neck, etc.) and Winslet's attempt at getting someone else to be shocked with her. It sounds infantile and grotesque, and it was. But I laughed, and laughed hard. I wasn't proud in that moment, I'd like to think I have some semblance of a refined taste in humor, but in the end, I guess anatomy where it doesn't belong can bring me to tears. The rest of the audience was in stitches too, so I forgave myself quickly. And, in retrospect, if the rest of the movie were cheap, visual gags that produced laughs like the first one did, I might have been somewhat satisfied. But no laughs followed. The one way in which the movie succeeds is putting the best (by far) skit first. The only reason I stayed the whole time (half the audience didn't) was hoping that one of these short skits would reach the level of the first one. No such luck, which leads to the 3 reasons (3 is all I need) I hate Movie 43:

1. I spent 9 dollars to see it. That could've gone toward a 12-pack... which is what I bought and consumed at a vigorous rate after seeing the movie to wash away the "entertainment" I just absorbed.

2. It's 95 minutes long and feels longer than The Hobbit.

3. The offensiveness. Not just the content, which ranges from the bullying of a girl getting her first period to a street paved with fecal matter to an animated dog masturbating to a photo album of his owner, but more importantly the offensiveness of its lack of comedy. Its shocking images and gutter palette of language, violence, and nudity are so in-your-face demanding a chuckle, and none of it is enjoyable. Even more offensive yet is why so many great actors would sign up for such a train-wreck of a project. There's roughly 15 A-listers in the cast, and the budget was around 6 million, so I know it's not for the paycheck. I'm baffled. I don't know if the filmmakers were going for actual comedy, or for camp (so-bad-it's-good), but either way they failed miserably.

My brother and I saw it together, and we can usually hash out some interesting discussion points after a viewing, but after going through the Jackman/Winslet bit and laughing again, the car ride home was silent. I think it was an unspoken agreement that to bring up the rest of the film would be a waste of oxygen. And perhaps reviewing it here is a waste of my finger muscles, but at least I've warned the rest of you. If you don't mind spending 9-11 bucks to see the first ten minutes, then by all means go have a good laugh, otherwise steer clear.

0.5 out of 4 stars

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-Rex

BOOK REVIEW: THE SUNDANCE KIDS

The Sundance Film Festival continues to be one of the most popular havens for upcoming American independent filmmakers, and "The Sundance Kids" by James Mottram explores its significance on mainstream cinema from 1989-mid 2000s. More specifically, it elaborates on how an abundance of prominent directors got their start in Hollywood due to some affiliation with the festival. These directors include Steven Soderbergh, Quentin Tarantino, Paul Thomas Anderson, David Fincher, David O. Russell, Wes Anderson, Alexander Payne, Richard Linklater, Spike Jonze, Sofia Coppola, Bryan Singer, and Kimberly Peirce. Not too shabby a list, eh? Several of these I would consider the current greatest filmmakers, and many of the finest films of 2012 were made by people in this group.

The book starts with the creation of the festival by Robert Redford, and the struggle of early years until Soderbergh's sex, lies, & videotape premiered at Sundance, and became an international sensation. It gives the backstory on each director, and the struggles they had to go through with each of their films. Mottram also delves into similar throughlines of theme and character in their filmography during the aforementioned time period. There are candid snippets of interviews with the filmmakers, and also mentions of older films that were huge influences while in pre-production.

The book is heavily laden with plot descriptions, so someone who's not a film geek like me, may lose interest if it's a movie they haven't heard of. Mottram analyzes the films really well, and I feel like I learned a lot about movies that I've even seen several times. I finished it knowing a lot more about each director's personal taste in film and artistic aspirations. And perhaps, most exciting, a sizable list of new films to check out.

-Rex

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