Monday, June 29, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
El Topo
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Disgrace
As someone who grew up in South Africa, I left in 1990 when I was 26, I expect my experience of both JM Coetzee's novel Disgrace and this excellent movie adaptation is far more personal and subjective than that of an independent outsider. I realised, on reading the book a few years ago, that it is an allegory of post-apartheid South Africa. At first the characters seem to represent simply different components of the population, but on closer inspection they actually represent different attitudes to the changes that have come about. At the same time Disgrace is a very real story that sadly could have been taken from the daily headlines in South Africa. The violent events portrayed are very real and indeed quite likely to occur.
Setting aside the allegorical aspects of the novel, the characters are satisfying and well-developed as real, believable people. John Malkovich is well suited to the role of David Lurie, the seedy professor who embroils himself it a scandal at the University of Cape Town by sleeping with one of his students and flees to his daughter's remote small holding. David's dissatisfaction with his life sits on him like a unfashionable and ill fitting suit. There is not a single scene where he seems at ease, either alone or with the other characters, including his daughter, to whom he cannot relate. Some critics have remarked that Malkovich's clinical approach to the character robs us of sympathy for him and lessens the tragedy of his character. I did not feel this, but felt great sympathy and even empathy for David Lurie, but perhaps that is a result of my background.
Jessica Haines is excellent as Lurie's lesbian daughter Lucy. She represents the viewpoint of that part of "white" South Africa that has completely accepted the transition to "black" rule. They consider themselves African. The notion of standing apart or leaving does not occur to them. They must accept whatever the future holds for South Africa, even if that means living in fear and humiliation.
David Lurie, on the other hand, seems to represent that part of South Africa that can never accept the change. The power of Disgrace lies in its setting out of the complexity of the conflict facing people like Lurie. It is not simply a case of being a bigot who needs to become more accepting. Lurie's daughter is repeatedly raped and he is asked to accept that she will bear the rapist's child. Is that an easy proposition for anyone to accept? Does the fact that someone does not want to live in fear and wants to protect himself and his family make him a racist?
Disgrace provides a smorgasbord of food for thought. It is a most skillful and successful conversion of a very complex work of literature to the screen. Most pleasingly it is an Australian production from the husband and wife team of Steve Jacobs (Director) and Anna Maria Monticelli (Screenwriter). The author JM Coetzee is also an Australian resident now, living in Adelaide. He holds the Nobel prize for literature and Disgrace won him his second Booker prize.
The American Friend
In The American Friend Wenders again concentrates on atmosphere and image. He cleverly contrasts the cosy, but somewhat claustrophobic workshop of the picture framer, Zimmermann, with the expansive lifestyle of Ripley, who lives in a huge house overlooking the port and travels often. The odd colours generated by the Canada Dry neon sign over Ripley's pool table accentuate his inner struggle with identity and madness, particularly in the scene where he lies on the pool table, repeatedly taking Polaroid self portraits.
Its fascinating to see how Wenders' approach to this story, which is from the Patricia Highsmith novel, Ripley's Game, differs from the far more conventional treatment in the 2002 thriller of the same name. In fact I can understand that the plot of the Wenders' version would not make sense without knowledge of the book or other film versions. He leaves too much out.
Its a compelling film, the images and atmosphere of which will stay with you long after. Many regard it as Wenders' best, but again I am out of alignment. I enjoyed it, but it does not hold a candle to his later work.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The Exterminating Angel
Friday, May 22, 2009
Grave of the Fireflies
A massive emotional punch to the gut, Grave of the Fireflies is one of the saddest films you will ever see. Set during the final days of WWII in Japan, it tracks what are also the last days of Seita and his little sister Setsuka. Their family home in the port city of Kobe is firebombed. Their mother, already sick, is badly burnt and does not survive, leaving them to fend for themselves. They try living with their aunt, but she is resentful of having to feed and look after them, so they end up living in some caves by the side of a lake. Food becomes increasingly scarce and soon they are living on dried frogs that they catch in the lake. Setsuka dies of hunger and her brother soon after. It is one of the most successful “serious” animations. The lack of realism in the drawing of the characters, done in classic Anime style, does not distract at all from the emotional impact of the film. If anything it makes it easier to identify with their plight. Not a fun movie to watch, although many of the scenes, even those of the bombings, are quite beautiful. It belongs in any top ten list of anti-war movies.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Theme Park Movies
Pirates of the Caribbean
The Terminator
Back to the Future
Raiders of the Lost Ark
Jurassic Park
The Mummy
Star Wars
Transformers
Superman
Bat Man
Wild Wild West
Who Framed Roger Rabbit?
I'm sure I've left out many and would welcome additions.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
M. Hulot's Holiday

I recently revisited this movie on DVD while on holiday in Fiji. While my surroundings were quite different from the French seaside holiday town of Saint-Marc-sur-Mer where Tati filmed Les Vacances I could nonetheless relate to the slightly soporific feeling that a relaxed holiday creates. Becoming accustomed to the little daily routines that are different from your work-a-day routines and therefore novel and enjoyable. Becoming used to the faces of your fellow holiday makers at the breakfast table. Filling your hours with pleasant and diverting, but not too taxing, activities. Its a lovely film, more enjoyable than laugh-out-loud funny. Like the books of PG Wodehouse its like a warm blanket to wrap yourself in and escape from reality for a little while in a world of nostalgia and gentle humour. I understand that a bronze statue of M. Hulot was later erected overlooking the beach where the film was made.
The Boat That Rocked
Richard Curtis is the undisputed King of the feel good British comedy and he delivers again in spades here. He assembled a terrific cast, including big names like Philip Seymour Hoffman, Emma Thompson and Kenneth Branagh and the lesser names, but huge talents, of Rhys Ivans, Bill Nighy, Nick Frost and Rhys Darby (how many movies can there be with two actors named Rhys). It has a killer soundtrack with songs from The Who, Leonard Cohen, The Rolling Stones and many others. Its the story of a pirate radio station broadcasting from a boat in the North Sea during the early sixties when the BBC played a maximum of 45 minutes of popular music a day on radio. It had my wanting to leap out of my seat and cheer even before the end of the opening titles. By the end I was utterly satisfied. Its like getting stuck into a great gooey sweet baked pudding. There can be few things more fun that you can do on your own in the dark. It even looked like the actors were having fun making this. Excellent work and real entertainment. Rock & Roll!











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