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The Grand Budapest Hotel
Dir. Wes Anderson
USA, 2014
As a fervent Wes Anderson fan, I was disappointed by his latest film, The Grand Budapest Hotel. While no one ever wants to read a review that begins with a sentiment like that, I do have my reasons as to why I felt the film lacked his usual quirky eccentricity and mystique which has lead me to watch certain films of his over and over again. From what I've gathered from also fervent fans of his work, their disappointment was palpable as well, but for those just coming into his cinematic universe, The Grand Budapest Hotel was the perfect segue way into his expansive library.
The Grand Budapest Hotel is at its best an introductory course into Wes Anderson filmography. There's quirky characters, a doomed romance, the quick witted and idiosyncratic characters that fill the screen with their eccentricities, but what I found to be missing was that layer of depth, of consequence that can be found in Rushmore, The Royal Tenenbaums and The Life Aquatic. While these previous films do have the fantastical, absurdity of twee brilliance found in The Grand Budapest, they also have characters that are more than caricatures of themselves.
The cast, as always, is filled with Anderson's favorites, some newer than others: Tilda Swinton, Jason Schwartzman, Bill Murray, Adrien Brody as well as some new faces: Mathieu Amalric, Ralph Fiennes and Saoirse Ronan. The general plot is a series of flashbacks with a frame story. Jude Law, as a young writer, comes to the decrepit Grand Budapest and meets the aging owner of the establishment, played by F. Murray Abraham. Curious as to how he acquired his fortune, Abraham's character invites him to dinner and begins with his own meager start as a lobby boy under the guide of M. Gustave, the concierge at the time. The winding history follows the tragic murder of one of the hotel's most wealthy patrons and the accusation of M. Gustave's hand in her murder.
While at times the script is a farcical whodunit, the character development is weak at best and not representative of the era or plot at all. For example, Adrien Brody's character, a prodigal son set on getting his late mothers money, has dialogue that is neither period centric or character driven at all. It's anachronistic and unfounded. The relationships are also tenuous at best. Zero, the lobby boy, falls in love with Agatha, the bakers helper. The love between the two of them is supposed to be so strong that they get married in their preteenage years. However, the audience never learns how they meet or why they truly connect. There is just no build up to that.
The same can be said for the murder scenes. While the film is light and fluffy, the murder scenes are slapstick and silly. This might go along with the whole airy manner of the film, but does not make the audience think that any of the characters are in real danger. When the world war truly sets in on their hermetic town, things change but only slightly. You never see the full course of action driven by this change.
The only piece of this film that made me enjoy it was Ralph Fiennes' character and his acting. A mixture of good character development and good acting is what saved his character from the two dimensional fates of the others.
The Grand Budapest Hotel is a caricature of a Wes Anderson film. It has all the tell tale signs without any of the true payoff of his earlier work. It's aerated and cloy at best and only serves to add to his collection. The relationships are reluctant and forced and the character development, sans Fiennes, is lackluster and flippant. The reason why I enjoy Wes Anderson films is for the polemic archetypes of quirky eccentricity and lightness played against the seriousness and reality of characters who have stakes in a matter. It's only with that duality that I'm driven to care about what happens in the film. Grand Budapest made me an apathetic viewer, which, sadly, is not what any director wants.
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Un Chien Andalou
France, 1929
Probably the best cinematic example of surrealism, Un Chien Andalou (The Andalusian Dog) is disturbing, non-linear, and odd, to say the least. The best example of its eccentricity can be seen within the first five minutes of the film. A man, who is looking at the moon while a cloud cuts across it, takes a razor blade to a woman's eye and cuts it lengthwise. Considered to be one of the most perturbing scenes in film history, it was accomplished by slicing the eye of a cow. This visceral mirroring of images: the cloud cutting the moon and the razor cutting the eye, sets the film up for visual symbolism, gut-wrenching action, and backwards logic.
Having been written by Luis Buenel and Salvador Dali, the tone of the film straddles two minds fighting over control. Many of the vignettes were Buenel's brain children and under his direction; however, Dali claimed the work as his own and left out Buenel's major contributions. This caused a rift between the two to form, since Dali was the more well-known of the two and was able to claim his coworkers contributions as his own.
While only sixteen minutes long, the surrealistic overtones are quite apparent. The storyline, which is pretty non-linear, consists of short scenes that use euphemisms as imagery. At one point in the film a woman looks to her palm and finds ants crawling out of the center. While an eerie and disturbing visual, the French saying, "sentir fourmis" (to feel ants) corresponds with this visual. Many of the other short vignettes include symbolic, literal translations of ideas and portray them throughout the film. However, not everything in the film has a meaning. It is the watchers responsibility to search for meaning when it is there and to perceive the spectacle when there is none.
While many of Dali and Buenel's scenes are surrealistic, many of the ideas originated from everyday occurrences. The two would get their inspiration from their dreams. Dali was even known to sit in front of a blank canvas with a bell in his hand. When he would drift off to sleep he would drop the bell, waking himself, and would paint whatever he dreamt.
Un Chien Andalou is an important piece of cinematic history. It was the first time that a non-linear storyline was used as well as surrealism in film. It continued to shock, awe, and confuse audiences throughout time. David Bowie would play the film before his performances on his "Station to Station" tour. Un Chien Andalou is still shown today in film classes all over the world. The eye cutting scene still carries the same visceral reaction it did eighty years ago. Definitely a vital piece of film evolution, Un Chien Andalou is something you will not want to miss.
Mulholland Drive
USA, 2001
Initially a television spin-off of Lynch's Twin Peaks, Mulholland Drive grew to have a life of its own after several re-writes over a series of years. Starring Naomi Watts, Laura Harring, Justin Theroux, and others, the initial script was supposed to rocket Sherilyn Fenn (Audrey Horne on Twin Peaks) into super stardom. However, after the abrupt cancellation of Twin Peaks (as evidenced by the quick and disappointing final episode) and several years of trying to write the pilot for this new series, Lynch bagged the episodic idea and focused on making the piece a full-length feature. Because of this swift change, the film has a characteristic splintered nature that defines the whole of it as "Lynchian".
The film begins with the attempted hit of a rising star (Laura Harring) on the title bearing, Mulholland Drive. The hit fails because of a car accident, and the actress awakes in the damaged vehicle with no memory of who she is. After wandering the streets of Los Angeles, she finds an older woman moving out of her apartment. Harring sneaks in and makes herself at home.
Meanwhile, a young wannabe actress, Watts, arrives in LA with dreams of making it big in film. She moves into her Aunt's apartment, where Harring has made her home, and Watts discovers the strange, amnesiac woman. She decides to help Harring discover who she is, and why someone would try to kill her.
As they attempt to solve the mystery, the storyline then follows a young director, Theroux, being pressured by a higher ups who wants to manage his film. While attempting to subvert them, he finds that they have more power in the industry then previously realized. He meets Watts' character at an audition and seems to fall in love with her. Watts leaves to go help Harring with her identity search. This is where the film takes an even more bizarre turn to the realistic from the surrealistic storyline.
Like other Lynch films (see Blue Velvet in previous post), Lynch's main purpose is to foil the pristine, innocent, goodness of one world to the dark, menacing, murderous machinations of the other. This polarity highlights the differences between the two and serves to illustrate his ultimate objective to expose the real for what it truly is. Lynch accomplishes this matching of moralities abruptly. The entire first hour and a half follows the purity and goodness of Watts relationship with Harring. He shows the honesty, caring, and ultimate love between the two that is founded out of goodness. The other plot points: the man in the diner, the director trying to gain control of his film, the mysterious cowboy, the aging actress who is now a landlord, are all unnecessary comedic bits, until the realistic and harsh second half is revealed. These plot points than make sense within the context of the first half because they are deemed necessary in the second. By connecting the two different versions of each characters lives in the first world and then the other, the audience comes to understand and see the whole picture, and Lynch's objective is completed. While there are varying opinions as to the meaning of the ending of Mulholland Drive, one statement remains true. While Lynch's idealistic, surreal, and bizarre world is what we're lead to believe; the truth can be found in the rawness of reality.
While some criticize Mulholland Drive for its heavy handedness, schism driven plot, and confusing nature, it is a wonderful example of Lynch's constant attempts to draw the line between the polarity of good and evil. This film is definitely a worthy introduction to Lynch's filmmaking and storytelling. For those wishing to watch the absurd, the sometimes corny, and the sometimes horrifying, Mulholland Drive is your film.
8 1/2
Italy, 1963
A constant in the filmmaking canon, 8 1/2 is considered to be the most famous of Italian films. This is due in part to the director, Fellini, an auteur of Italian culture and purveyor of cinematic storytelling who captured the complexities of Italy post World War Two. The other factor is the films autobiographical nature (see Vertigo and Adaptation) which is even recognized in the title (8 1/2 is the number of films Fellini had made including this film and a short).
8 1/2 tends to be the cinematographic segue way for most film students. While it contains complex shots, splintered story telling, and action based subtext, unlike it's American counterparts at the time, it is still much more approachable and understandable when compared to a Godard or Bergman epic. To put it bluntly, 8 1/2 is the entry level version of Film as Art, which is why it makes the top of almost every cinephiles list.
The plot, as mentioned above, is quite biographical. Marcello Mastroianni's character, Anselmi, is in a deep creative rut since his last successful film. While he vacations to brainstorm his next film, he is plagued by producers, want to be actresses, his mistress, and his wife. He ultimately finds solace in his memories and his fantasies. The cast includes Mastroianni, Fellini's usual actor to portray himself as well as Anouk Aimee, Claudia Cardinale, and Sandra Milo. The actors are flawless in their portrayal of the real as well as the imaginary.
8 1/2 is most definitely worth a watch. Whether you are a veteran of cinematic study or a wanna be film learner, 8 1/2 is always entertaining and gives you something new.
Me and You and Everyone We Know
USA, 2005
Eccentric and endearing, Miranda July's feature film debut, Me and You and Everyone We Know, tugs at the emotional and artistic heart strings. July, a performance artist, musician, writer, and filmmaker puts her own autobiographical spin on the story of human connection.
The plot lines follows the different experiences of several people in a city trying to make a connection in the world. July's character, a struggling performance artist, takes in the experiences around her and searches for the meaningful aspects of life. Richard, played by the talented John Hawkes, is a shoe salesman going through a messy divorce and trying to reconnect with his sons. The film is filled with vignettes of different characters and their interaction with each other. While not the most exciting or climactic piece, July's writing provides for some intriguing and emotional character studies and idiosyncratic drama.
Definitely a worthwhile watch for those who like a quietly good indie film or the mumblecore genre. While the plot lines only slightly evolve, the true enjoyment is found in the character development and quirky, cock-eyed optimistic themes in the film. If you like her work, you should also try her series of short stories, "No One Belongs Here More Than You".
Vertigo
USA, 1958
Considered to be Hitchcock's magnum opus, Vertigo was initially a dud at the box office. The storyline, a retired detective, Jimmy Stewart, is asked by a friend to spy on the possible paranormal happenings of said friend's wife, Kim Novak, which leads to Stewart's character becoming obsessed with her, was not well received by the audience or the critics. Because of such disdain for the film, Hitchcock refused to work with Stewart ever again, citing his age as the reason for the audiences dislike. However, as years passed, Vertigo received a second look and became the epitome of all of Hitchcock's work.
Vertigo is by far my favorite film of Hitchcock's. Perhaps it is my adoration for James Stewart as an actor or perhaps it is due to all of the drama behind the film. Initially, Vera Miles was supposed to play the character of Madeline, however, due to her pregnancy, she had to drop out last minute, forcing Hitchcock to cast Kim Novak. Novak was not so understanding of Hitchcock's controlling nature and butted heads with him at each possible moment. She complained about her costume, her hair, every last detail, which drove Hitchcock crazy. Even Edith Head, head costume designer for many of Hitchcock's films, reeled at the absurdity and conflict within each scene between the director and the actress. No one is sure if it was Hitchcock or Novak who decided to not work with the other again, but it was probably for the best.
Although, there is all of this going on behind the scenes of Vertigo, the true reason for my mesmerization of the film is due to the autobiographical nature of the Stewart's character. Like many writer/director/auteurs, Hitchcock was obsessive in his control of what the audience saw, how the actors were portrayed, how the camera was tilted, everything from writing to post production. This is quite common for most filmmakers who fill so many different roles in order to gain control of the finished product. Yet, Hitchcock's control didn't stop there. He became infatuated, lustful, and obsessed with each and every one of his lead actresses. From sending look alike dolls of Tippi Hedren to her daughter, Melanie Griffith, or detailing head to toe how Grace Kelly should be dressed, he delved into their lives in the most personal of ways. Stewart's character becomes the same sort of obsessive man in Vertigo. He becomes intrigued by the mysteries of Madeline, to the point where he loses all sense of reason to try and bring her back. The portrayal of the character is haunting and mesmerizing. Perhaps, one of the best acting jobs by the stammering Stewart I've ever witnessed. Definitely, a worthwhile watch for a Stewart or Hitchcock fan. Vertigo is one of the lost masterpieces, and to think, what lurks behind the camera is the character in carnate himself, Mr. Hitchcock.
Tiny Furniture
USA, 2010
Lena Dunham's premiere work has been said to be the debut of her authorial style, and while I agree that her style is quirky, mumbling witticisms, the overall plot of "Tiny Furniture" leaves something to be desired.
The story focuses on a young, newly graduated girl returning from four years at college to a home full of rules and responsibilities. Getting over a recent heartbreak, Aura (Lena Dunham) tries to figure out her new, post grad life.
To call the piece autobiographical would be most likely a gross understatement since her family in real life plays her family in the film as well as her friends. While I agree that a modernized "The Graduate" is well needed to portray this new generation's struggle with a post-academia lifestyle, Dunham's film barely scratches the surface of the existential anxieties of a graduate.
"Tiny Furniture" is a great lesson in dialogue. It's honest, real and quietly funny. Dunham is a fantastic dialogist. The plot was lackluster. I understood that there was a brevity wanted In the actions of the film, but that prods the question of why should an audience watch it? Yes, post graduate life is not the end all, be all; yet, for someone in that situation, it is. So, ideally, Aura's stakes should have meant everything to her, the plot, and the audience. Instead, Dunham focuses on the arguments between mother and daughter and sister and sister, not on responsibility and a loss of belonging, but on material possessions like food and wine. Perhaps these material possessions were to represent these abstract issues, but the connection was not strong enough.
Since the plot dealt with such trivialities as the main focus, my sympathy for the characters was at a loss. Aura is self-centered, selfish, needy and entitled. This might be a comment on the upcoming generation; however, I found it made her less likable as a character. Her mother even acknowledges her entitlement when talking to her friend Charlotte. Yet, that's reeled in as a joke and never comes up again.
Aura's naïveté as a character made her seem grossly immature. When Jed gets angry at Aura for kicking him out after letting him spend the week, she blames it on her mother. She then apologizes instead of berating him for his ungratefulness. The same "door mat" quality appears when she has sex with the chef, and he then tries to hide her from his girlfriend. Perhaps, it is because of her previous, young relationship and that she hasn't experienced such relationships yet; however, with her attitude of entitlement and selfishness this other layer of a lack of self worth is unfounded.
Overall, "Tiny Furniture" is a nice study in dialogue and debut filmmaking, but the character development and plot line are chaotic and confusing.
Videodrome
USA, 1983
The 80s were an unusual time in cinematic history. Filled with everything from teen rom-coms to thriller dystopias and gory slasher flicks, it was an interesting time for the American audience. One film that personifies this weirdness in cinematic time is Videodrome. Not for the faint of heart, Videodrome explores the snuff and smut film world and a disturbing producer looking for the next horrific fad. The subject of the film gets even weirder when he ends up finding this unaired channel called Videodrome, which contains 24 hour live shows of people being killed in a sexual manner. It ends up (spoiler alert) that Videodrome gives, anyone who watches it, horrible hallucinations and tumors in their brain.
Filled with an unlikely cast: James Woods, Deborah Harry, Jack Cresley and Leslie Carlson, Videodrome explores the hyper intensity of violence in the media and the future of technology as we know it. A disturbingly erotic film, Videodrome goes above and beyond its message to heavily hand the audience graphic images not easily erased from the brain. Perhaps the film, Videodrome, is trying to imitate the graphic hallucinations of the said "Videodrome" in the movie; however, the fleshy and grotesque images pictured leave the audience with a disturbed and dirty feeling.
Within the film, Woods and Harry's characters explore the masochistic side of sex as well as the sadistic side. This can be seen in the way Harry's character burns herself with a cigarette post coitally. This is then gruesomely amplified when Woods' character is taken over by the hallucinations of Videodrome and his stomach turns into a giant fleshy vagina. With this "new opening" he is tortured by those around him when they insert videos into him to "reprogram" him. The metaphor is superbly heavy handed, and in some way, I found it insulting to the female organ. Yes, I understand, that they are mentally and emotionally raping him, but the use of a "stomach vagina" seemed unthought out and crass.
Overall, the film is one of the weirdest I've seen, and that includes the international spectrum. Although the film has the potential to be an interesting social commentary, the heavy handedness of the message (which is particular to the 80s) is too much to bear. Because of the overbearing images and motifs, the film becomes crass, corny, and absurd (and not in the good way).
Argo
USA, 2012
Recently released this fall, Argo is the well tailored story of American fugitives trying to escape from a falling Iran. Having received spectacular reviews and well numbered audiences, Affleck's historical biopic encounters drama and history with a sense of fantastic storytelling and political grace.
The script is well written, and like many other historical stories, the truth is stranger than fiction. The film has A-list stars of Alan Arkin (Wait Until Dark and Little Miss Sunshine) and John Goodman (The Big Lebowski) to Bryan Cranston (Breaking Bad). The script is humorous while still maintaining its integrity to the plot, and the entire execution of the film is believable while still entertaining a tension of suspense.
What really intrigued me is the history lesson at the beginning of the film. When explaining the background of the rise and fall of the republic in Iran, all the while using storyboards (fits with the plot), Affleck makes sure to include the US's role in the destruction of hope in Iran. Having put their political hand where it did not belong, the US obliterated Iran's potential for peace in the 1970s. Including this background in the film, Affleck gives the reason for the Iranians anger at the US. Rather than portray the country as a generalization, Affleck gives the Iranian people a character all their own. In this day and age of politics, this film could have been a straight forward example of American propaganda. However, with Affleck's direction, Argo is a film with a message of international peace and cooperation. It shows what can be accomplished when countries rally together.
I believe Argo is a well executed, entertaining film of fact. I truly enjoyed the characters, the story and the overall tone of the film. Yet, what I really found the most uplifting was the message of international cooperation embedded in the film. For those of you out there who enjoy a good story as well as a world worthy message, Argo is for you.