Saturday, January 7, 2012
Sad News: J Hoberman Fired by Village Voice
J. Hoberman, film critic for the Village Voice for 30 years - and a personal hero - was fired Wednesday in a cost cutting move. Since he also works as a teacher and lecturer, I'm sure Mr. Hoberman will be just fine, but it's a sad day for thoughtful, intelligent journalism.
Details on the firing here
Follow Mr. Hoberman's blog here
Access his archive of great writing here
Sad News: J Hoberman Fired by Village Voice
J. Hoberman, film critic for the Village Voice for 30 years - and a personal hero - was fired Wednesday in a cost cutting move. Since he also works as a teacher and lecturer, I'm sure Mr. Hoberman will be just fine, but it's a sad day for thoughtful, intelligent journalism.
Details on the firing here
Follow Mr. Hoberman's blog here
Access his archive of great writing here
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Catfight du Jour: Love Crime (2010)***1/2
Love Crime is a nifty little thriller, all about two bloodthirsty, white collar power wenches (Kristen Scott Thomas, Ludivine Sagnier), and their increasingly desperate games of one-upmanship atop a Paris skyscraper. Directed by Alain Cormeau, who has worked in a variety of genres over his lengthy career, the film takes a harrowing look at the mentor-apprentice relationship, and the complications that arise when the student outshines the teacher.
Not surprisingly, Thomas is quite good as a master manipulator, whose thorough knowledge of the corporate game allows her to skillfully make or break her subordinates through a web of hypocrisy and shifting alliances. Sagnier, as a rising but still innocent executive star, seems willfully blind to Thomas’ machinations in the early going out of a misplaced sense of company rah-rah. As Thomas eyes a plum promotion in New York, she becomes even more willing to take credit for the work of others, especially the industrious Sagnier, and is not opposed to stooping to extortion to achieve her goals.
Love Crime then becomes a tale of slow, carefully plotted revenge, dependent on a few willing suspensions of disbelief along the way. It’s first and foremost a caper film, and those willing to play along will have their patience rewarded when the plot’s serpentine and puzzling twists are finally given context in the final reels. The film successfully straddles a thin line of rationality, and Cormeau manages to avoid any serious missteps in his delicate narrative dance. That said, there a few groan-inducing moments when Cormeau underestimates his audience. Staging a scene in America’s capital in front of a sign that says “Washington DC” is a typical redline offense, but given the plot’s complexity and dodgy foundations it’s a relief to have some elements clearly spelled out.
Now in her 30s, it appears Sagnier is not going to completely outgrow her sexy street urchin persona anytime soon. Having built her career as home wrecking jailbait, she must now carve out a new, mature niche. This role is a step in right direction, trading in her bed rumpled allure for a new found vulnerability, and Sagnier proves her skill at pulling it off. Love Crime is not a great film by any means, but it offers some strong performances in service of a B grade property. And like the best of Bs, it’s just plain fun to watch.
Catfight du Jour: Love Crime (2010)***1/2
Love Crime is a nifty little thriller, all about two bloodthirsty, white collar power wenches (Kristen Scott Thomas, Ludivine Sagnier), and their increasingly desperate games of one-upmanship atop a Paris skyscraper. Directed by Alain Cormeau, who has worked in a variety of genres over his lengthy career, the film takes a harrowing look at the mentor-apprentice relationship, and the complications that arise when the student outshines the teacher.
Not surprisingly, Thomas is quite good as a master manipulator, whose thorough knowledge of the corporate game allows her to skillfully make or break her subordinates through a web of hypocrisy and shifting alliances. Sagnier, as a rising but still innocent executive star, seems willfully blind to Thomas’ machinations in the early going out of a misplaced sense of company rah-rah. As Thomas eyes a plum promotion in New York, she becomes even more willing to take credit for the work of others, especially the industrious Sagnier, and is not opposed to stooping to extortion to achieve her goals.
Love Crime then becomes a tale of slow, carefully plotted revenge, dependent on a few willing suspensions of disbelief along the way. It’s first and foremost a caper film, and those willing to play along will have their patience rewarded when the plot’s serpentine and puzzling twists are finally given context in the final reels. The film successfully straddles a thin line of rationality, and Cormeau manages to avoid any serious missteps in his delicate narrative dance. That said, there a few groan-inducing moments when Cormeau underestimates his audience. Staging a scene in America’s capital in front of a sign that says “Washington DC” is a typical redline offense, but given the plot’s complexity and dodgy foundations it’s a relief to have some elements clearly spelled out.
Now in her 30s, it appears Sagnier is not going to completely outgrow her sexy street urchin persona anytime soon. Having built her career as home wrecking jailbait, she must now carve out a new, mature niche. This role is a step in right direction, trading in her bed rumpled allure for a new found vulnerability, and Sagnier proves her skill at pulling it off. Love Crime is not a great film by any means, but it offers some strong performances in service of a B grade property. And like the best of Bs, it’s just plain fun to watch.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Quickies for the New Year!
The Descendants (2011) ****
Alexander Payne returns with his first feature since the highly celebrated and slightly overrated Sideways, but this time he manages to cut through any cutesy clutter and reach some genuine emotion. Set in Hawaii, the movie is all about a family’s reaction to loss, both past and impending, and captures a true sense of the solemn responsibilities and mortal fears caused by generational change. George Clooney does some of his best work ever as a laid-back lawyer attempting to care for his distracted teen daughters (Shailene Woodley and Amara Miller) while their mother lies comatose in the hospital after an accident. He’s also trying to settle the family patriarch’s enormous estate, while keeping a slew of eccentric siblings and useless cousins happy in the process. There’s comic relief aplenty, much of it deriving from Hawaiians’ refusal to wear proper shoes. But Payne doesn’t pull any punches with the film’s coda, and its air of vulnerability mixed with sobering finality feels profoundly real. Don’t be surprised if The Descendants does well on Oscar night.
Fourplay (2000)***1/2
This tale of shifting romance set in London seems like a script that accidently fell out of Woody Allen’s portfolio. Writer-Director-Star Mike Binder is a highly competent creator of rom-coms, and his work here perfectly ok, if a little safe. He has the good sense to generally get out of the way and let his real stars, Colin Firth and Irene Jacob, do the heavy lifting. The story concerns a group of TV industry professionals who spend the next 87 minutes falling in and out of love with each other. Mariel Hemingway is on board as well, completing the Allen adumbrations, and Steven Fry is a scream as a labor mediator pressed into service as a marriage counselor. It’s all fun and relaxing fluff, with Jacob and Firth doing what they do best – pushing the envelope of adorableness.
César and Rosalie (1972)****
No one’s invented a time machine yet, but this film is an acceptable substitute for those nostalgic for the 1970s, especially that era’s emergent mainstream feminism. Yves Montand and Romy Schneider portray the title couple - he a wealthy bourgeois scrap dealer and she a free spirited divorcee – and the film deals with their often changing dynamics and expectations. Adding a decisive complication is the return to Paris of David (Sami Frey), a chisel-jawed publisher of underground comics and the wrecker of Rosalie’s marriage. As Frey and Schneider rekindle their feelings, Montand, pushing middle-age, finds himself in a strange world where women no longer have any interest in subservience or monogamy, nor will they cook his supper. Adding to the fun are the ridiculously young Isabelle Huppert and Bernard Le Coq, barely recognizable in the roles that would launch their lengthy careers. Schneider’s ultimate solution is perfect for 1972; like something from a Helen Reddy song. Unearth this hypnotic time capsule and enjoy.
Quickies for the New Year!
The Descendants (2011) ****
Alexander Payne returns with his first feature since the highly celebrated and slightly overrated Sideways, but this time he manages to cut through any cutesy clutter and reach some genuine emotion. Set in Hawaii, the movie is all about a family’s reaction to loss, both past and impending, and captures a true sense of the solemn responsibilities and mortal fears caused by generational change. George Clooney does some of his best work ever as a laid-back lawyer attempting to care for his distracted teen daughters (Shailene Woodley and Amara Miller) while their mother lies comatose in the hospital after an accident. He’s also trying to settle the family patriarch’s enormous estate, while keeping a slew of eccentric siblings and useless cousins happy in the process. There’s comic relief aplenty, much of it deriving from Hawaiians’ refusal to wear proper shoes. But Payne doesn’t pull any punches with the film’s coda, and its air of vulnerability mixed with sobering finality feels profoundly real. Don’t be surprised if The Descendants does well on Oscar night.
Fourplay (2000)***1/2
This tale of shifting romance set in London seems like a script that accidently fell out of Woody Allen’s portfolio. Writer-Director-Star Mike Binder is a highly competent creator of rom-coms, and his work here perfectly ok, if a little safe. He has the good sense to generally get out of the way and let his real stars, Colin Firth and Irene Jacob, do the heavy lifting. The story concerns a group of TV industry professionals who spend the next 87 minutes falling in and out of love with each other. Mariel Hemingway is on board as well, completing the Allen adumbrations, and Steven Fry is a scream as a labor mediator pressed into service as a marriage counselor. It’s all fun and relaxing fluff, with Jacob and Firth doing what they do best – pushing the envelope of adorableness.
César and Rosalie (1972)****
No one’s invented a time machine yet, but this film is an acceptable substitute for those nostalgic for the 1970s, especially that era’s emergent mainstream feminism. Yves Montand and Romy Schneider portray the title couple - he a wealthy bourgeois scrap dealer and she a free spirited divorcee – and the film deals with their often changing dynamics and expectations. Adding a decisive complication is the return to Paris of David (Sami Frey), a chisel-jawed publisher of underground comics and the wrecker of Rosalie’s marriage. As Frey and Schneider rekindle their feelings, Montand, pushing middle-age, finds himself in a strange world where women no longer have any interest in subservience or monogamy, nor will they cook his supper. Adding to the fun are the ridiculously young Isabelle Huppert and Bernard Le Coq, barely recognizable in the roles that would launch their lengthy careers. Schneider’s ultimate solution is perfect for 1972; like something from a Helen Reddy song. Unearth this hypnotic time capsule and enjoy.
Friday, December 30, 2011
How I Spent My 2011
Somehow, I put up 154 posts in the Year of our Lord Two Thousand and Eleven...No wonder I'm exhausted.
I don't see enough movies in the theater to justify a Year's Best List, so here's the best films I saw for the first time in 2011, both new releases and on disc. The order is about right; click on the title to read more....
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Roma (2018) ✭✭✭✭✭
Alfonso Cuarón’s directorial career has dealt with everything from updated Dickens ( Great Expectations ) to twisted coming of age ( Y Tu Ma...
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The selection of Bertrand Blier films for North American viewers is a paltry lot, with only about a quarter of his filmography available...
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Buddy (2003)**** Although it hails from Norway, Buddy is very much a lightweight, American style slacker romantic-comedy, and while that wo...
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Chilaquiles is sort of like Mexican lasagna, but with tortillas instead of noodles. Here’s my very simple version, which uses mainl...








