Thursday, March 30, 2006

#15 (Film in Review 2005)

My biggest hope for Ang Lee's Brokeback Mountain (#15 - tie) is for it to be one day considered away from the so-called "controversy" of its subject matter, the backlash of parodies it engendered, and the now-legendary Oscar upset it underwent. Even I must admit that it was extremely difficult to experience the film on its own terms, even back in September at the Toronto Film Festival, because just about everyone had an opinion even when it was in pre-production. To be frank, I think Larry McMurtry, the co-writer of the film, got it right when he suggested, "Perhaps the truth really is, Americans don't want cowboys to be gay". The regression demonstrated on part of the media, the general public and even some of the film's actors was considerably depressing, proving that when we are given a chance to show our readiness to embrace what is different, we choose to remain wilfully ignorant. I was particularly irked by how the film's (subtle, yet present) sexual politics needed to be watered down during the promotion, but I digress from the point at hand... Ulltimately, say what you will, this is a haunting and understated tragedy of lives destroyed by a society characterized by intolerance. I saw the film three times in the theatre, and each time I marvelled at the mastery of Lee's composed observations, as well as the work by the excellent cast of actors (Ledger in particular, is in another class altogether).

Moment of confession: I have a terrible, sometimes alarmingly spotty, memory. Whether it is remembering where I last left my glasses or recalling specific scenes or lines of dialogue from a particular film (even if it is one that I absolutely loved), images and sounds escape my memory within minutes of having encountered them. It is a quality (or failing) I am really quite infuriated by. In regards to film, I have confessed that it takes me at least two viewings to really "get" a film, or imprint it elements of it in my mind. I tend to get so caught up in what is happening, it is difficult for me to be conscious of what I am basically doing (namely being a viewer, watching a movie). It is likely to be the greatest challenge to my efforts in becoming a critic, because that profession requires an individual to work under strict deadlines and form an opinion almost immediately. Yet Susanne Bier's Brothers (#15 - tie) somehow has escaped this fate, and various moments are easily accessible to my mind. Whether it is Johan Soderqvist's lyrical, disorienting score or Connie Nielsen's mysterious facial expressions (What is she thinking?, I wondered throughout), they are all contained within a book in my brain. This is perhaps a telling sign that the film is one that is difficult to shake off after it has said all it has to say. It is a drama that refuses to pander, a tale of adversity that avoids simple moralizing, and ultimately a story that does not enforce a specific feeling upon the viewer.

Link to original Brothers capsule Review

And now, I will change gears for a bit. Fortunately, the number of good to average films I saw this year far outnumbered the few bad ones. But I must give a shout-out to the two especially horrid features that also must be singled out as two of the biggest disappointments of 2005. The first, Martin Campbell's The Legend of Zorro, was anything but; an insufferable, pathetic retread of what was absolutely thrilling in its top-ten-worthy predecessor. One of its many transgressions is throwing a plucky young lad into the mix, Zorro and Elena's son, who has somehow inherited all of his father's fighting skills (and none of his wit). Add to this a humourless villain, an end piece lifted from Wild Wild West or any action film involving a train, and sloppy visual effects: the result is a thoroughly painful exercise in blockbuster filmmaking. The other dishonorable mention is Rob Marshall's crippled Memoirs of a Geisha, a film that had tremendous potential and yet managed to offend on every possible count. A exoticized epic that engages in the worst kind of dress-up cinema, Geisha holds no thematic substance, or any attempt at arguing a politics (and if it does, it is considerably problematic, namely that the best an exploited geisha can hope for is a benevolent husband). What's more, stiff acting, tired voiceovers and hideous aesthetics only exacerbate a lame reading of geisha culture as survival of the bitchiest.

Link to original Memoirs capsule Review

8 comments:

Emma said...

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Ali said...

MDR, you know, I would have visited your journal regardless, if you had left something a little more significant than "check out my blog" (and this is not the first time). Plus, the fact that you're going around leaving the same self-promoting comments around everyone's blog is rather off-putting. Join in on some coversation, make some strong comments and let other people discover you on their own. I'm not saying this to be cruel; really, just try to make friends first before you enforce your blog ads upon them. You are clearly capable of making some statements about film (as evident in your entries) - so spread them around! People will follow, I assure you.

jesse said...

So judging from the start of your "official list," I may end up prefering your honorable mention selections, which contain no less than three of my favorite films of the year. Regardless, I'm extremely curious to read what you come up with.

And it reminds me that I need to get on it too, and start mine up.

"Brothers" has flown completely under my radar--sounds interesting. And don't feel bad about forgetting--I think it's rather widespread, but nobody wants to talk about it. :) I know I suffer from the same thing, and I often say that the only reason I journal so much (or used to anyway...) was because otherwise the film would fade completely from my mind in the matter of months.

Anyway, carry on. I'm eagerly awaiting what's next.

JavierAG said...

Wow, amazing updates all around (I wish I could pull myself together like that and start doing some updating of my own).

Anyhow, I suspect Malick's piece will get a high ranking here. Can't wait to see how your cinematography lineup (if you have one) matches up with mine.

JavierAG said...

Oh and the "Good site, check out mine" thing has already appeared in every blog of the known Universe. It's frightening, really.

Ali said...

Jesse - I really wish I had had the room to place Junebug and Mysterious Skin higher, so my apologies for that. And you are correct, there are a couple of films in my top ten that you will certainly question. But now that I think about it, I can't recall your reaction to several films I loved (maybe you didn't watch some of them?). But in any case, you can take comfort in the fact that your beloved 2046 will be winning an award for sure (you can guess in which category, right?).

"Used to"? Don't tell me you're losing interest. Update! Update! And re: memory - Matter of months? What about a matter of hours? Yikes.

Javier - That "Update!" command applies to you too.

That Malick's film will place is pretty much obvious at this point. And as for my Cinematography selections, I can say that they don't include The Constant Gardener (heheh). So that places us at 4/5 already...

Nick M. said...

I feel like such a douchebag for missing my chance to see Brthers about...four times?

I don't know -- I can't remember how many times. I think all of us have amnesia.

JavierAG said...

"And as for my Cinematography selections, I can say that they don't include The Constant Gardener (heheh)."

Noooooooooo ;)