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Movie Review: The Artist

21 January 2012

Small, abstract and intimate, the thoroughly contrived and well-constructed silent movie that’s the talk of Tinseltown deserves its gold-plated reputation. The Artist, which begins in Hollywood in the year 1927, is a layered and complicated love story that breaks your heart and dares to exact a happy ending. As silent movie star George Valentin, Jean Dujardin is at once commanding, agile and irresistible. When rising young dancer and actress Peppy Miller (Berenice Bejo) daydreams about being in his arms and caresses his face, it isn’t difficult to see why; she is a hero-worshipper at the core of her being, from showing up at the premiere of a picture in which he makes a mockery of torture by Soviet Russians to returning a favor that marks their shared sense of life.

Handsome, married actor and plucky, struggling actress fall in love but their goodness keeps them apart (until their vanity does, too). Upon reflection, The Artist portrays the artist as rather desperate and shallow and terribly insecure. He is wedded to a matronly ice queen in an apparent marriage of convenience which we’re left to project from scratch. As talkies and economic collapse emerge, he is plunged into false pride and despair in a way that contradicts his light, debonair sophistication and well-deserved stardom. George’s internal struggle is the film’s focus, really, with an adorable dog to magnify the conflict, and his journey takes psychologically deep, dark and twisting turns that ultimately lead to a more realistic approach to his art and to the art of living. The Artist depicts the intersection of art and life and how one ought to do both.

Peppy, for her part, is always on display, from her first audition to her first act of empowerment against a studio executive, ever armed with a grease pencil and guarding her true love for George while facing the consequences of her own short-range thoughtlessness. As Peppy ascends, George descends, with the always reliable Missi Pyle, James Cromwell and John Goodman and others perfectly suited to punctuate their psycho-drama, and the movie’s not nearly as manic as the trailer suggests.

Writer and director Michel Hazanavicius delivers endless sensory material with which to process the artist’s powerful transformation. A closing door signals exactly that. A silently mirrored scream signals an inaudible eruption of pent-up egotism. A studio staircase symbolizes that business is cyclical; some go up while others come down. A blindingly white hospital gives us light and life. None of this is presented in pretentious terms. The players’ dancing laughter has a lightness, gaiety and innocence throughout, in black and white silence, with Ludovic Bource’s score, with nods to Bernard Herrmann and Douglas Fairbanks, Jr., whom George most closely resembles.

The screenplay is more plain than obvious yet its simplicity is deceptive. A movie that evokes sadness when the hero is losing in a scene in which he is literally sinking – or places a little red wagon on a city sidewalk – or leaves the woman wanting and waiting patiently for the man – and manages to leave us tap dancing with the conviction that art requires effort and that making art like life, and life like art, is hard, is modern in theme, old-fashioned in form and both in the best sense. Wrenching and delightful, The Artist does to us what it does to its characters. It takes our breath away.

Poster for ‘The Dark Knight Rises’

10 December 2011

With an apparently bitter tone, the Batman franchise by director Christopher Nolan comes to an end this coming summer and Warner Bros. has released the one-sheet pictured at right. If the character depicted is Christian Bale as Batman, he looks larger and the film, shot in Pittsburgh (after corrupt Chicago lost the production due to the city’s taxes and controls), promises to dominate next year’s movies in every way. The poster’s mood, with a broken mask in the foreground amid driving, dreary rain, fits the foul mood of these disintegrated American states. In a word, it’s perfect.

Books: I Want My MTV

26 October 2011

A new book, I Want My MTV, written by Craig Marks and Rob Tannenbaum and subtitled The Uncensored Story of the Music Video Revolution, goes on sale tomorrow and it’s just plain fun for those of us who remember those songs and images in the early 1980s. Even for those who weren’t around or don’t like rock, TV or music videos, it’s fun and informative, strictly as silly, casual reading material, with quick, profanity-laced snippets about the cultural influence of Music Television, otherwise known as MTV. Most of the major videos, rock stars, 80s’ bands and personalities are here, and the book is an unstructured, disorganized mess without a single narrative, just short, compiled paragraphs of interspersed interview excerpts with executives, producers, artists and others, so I advise readers to just flip through it and make good use of the index (which lacks music video titles). But for all its flaws, one gets a sense of the early days of this remarkable cable television channel, created by media executive John Lack, who says here that he conceptualized MTV as “video radio”, an idea he pitched over and over.

Today, MTV bears no resemblance to its free airplay origins, which revived and/or propelled the careers of The Police, Stevie Nicks, Madonna, Michael Jackson, Olivia Newton-John, and Duran Duran, among others including comedian Denis Leary, choreographer, singer and ex-American Idol judge Paula Abdul and, notably, movie director David Fincher (The Social Network, The Curious Case of Benjamin Button), who started in videos (see his innovative work on bringing The Motels’ Martha Davis to life in billboards in their video for “Shame”). MTV and those five original “veejays” tapped into and catapulted an exciting and energetic New Wave of rock and pop music and I Want My MTV (the free channel’s original slogan) shows it off here with delightful abandon. Much of the material amounts to gossip about sex and drugs, though Stevie Nicks talks openly about trying to kick the cocaine habit in Corona del Mar while shooting Fleetwood Mac’s classic 1982 video for their song “Gypsy”, and the candor and straight talk is striking about some of the most iconic and exceptional videos. For example, just after director Russell Mulcahy talks about Elton John’s “Im Still Standing” being “super, super, super gay”, he refers to the homoeroticism of Billy Joel’s “Allentown”.

The next entry is Billy Joel talking about “Allentown”: “I watched it the other day for the first time in a while. Now, Russell was a brilliant director. But I didn’t realize until I watched it again how gay that video was. It’s really gay! There’s a shower scene with all these good-looking, muscular young steel workers who are completely bare-assed. And then they’re all oiled up and twisting valves and knobs. I’d completely missed this when I was doing the video. I just thought it was like The Deer Hunter.” There are dozens of these tales, with Pat Benatar talking about learning the dance for “Love is a Battlefield”, Rod Stewart refusing to come out of his trailer, Christine McVie in her trailer for hours, and many more about classic tunes and videos. Among those interviewed: Journey, Cindy Crawford, Timothy Hutton (he directed “Drive” for The Cars), Janet Jackson on her late brother Michael, Chris Isaak, Guns N’ Roses, Conan O’Brien, Hall & Oates, Tom Petty, Phil Collins, Michael Mann and Jerry Bruckheimer. After an initial rummaging, I Want My MTV probably belongs in the bathroom for every adult (it’s definitely not the kids) to enjoy, but there are some hilarious and interesting facts here about the modern history of rock, television and our dumbed down culture, which is not entirely MTV’s fault. In those early days, the best music videos were original, enjoyable and occasionally inspiring pop and rock shorts.

Disney/Pixar to Re-release Classics in Theaters

4 October 2011

With its successful re-release of The Lion King in the three dimensional (3D) format (it’s near the $80 million mark in U.S. box office receipts, according to the Walt Disney Studios), Disney announced today that the Burbank, Calif.-based company will release limited theatrical engagements for four of its classic films for the first time in 3D.

In a press statement, Walt Disney and Pixar Animation Studios said they will distribute Beauty and the Beast (January 13, 2012), Finding Nemo (September 14, 2012), Monsters, Inc. (January 18, 2013) and my personal favorite Disney picture, The Little Mermaid (September 13, 2013). “Great stories and great characters are timeless, and at Disney we’re fortunate to have a treasure trove of both,” said Disney Studios President Alan Bergman.

Beauty and the Beast (1991), the first animated film nominated for an Academy Award® for Best Picture, earning $380 million in international box office, follows the adventures of Belle, a bright young woman held against her will by a village monster. Disney/Pixar’s Finding Nemo, a father-son story of a lost fish, was the second highest-grossing film of 2003, and Monsters, Inc. (2001) featured a scary monsters in the closet tale involving a little girl meeting good and and bad monsters in a factory in Monstropolis. It grossed $527 million worldwide. The Little Mermaid is the story of a rebellious mermaid who worships man and wants to become a human in defiance of her harsh, insensitive father. The 1989 motion picture was a box office smash and restored the studio to its original animation arts glory. The Walt Disney Studios is owned by The Walt Disney Company (NYSE: DIS), which also controls Marvel Studios.

Movie Short: To Rest in Peace

27 September 2011

To Rest in Peace, which I saw during a film festival and recently watched again, is a poetic short motion picture about Iraqi-occupied Kuwait in 1990. With an evocative score by Leah Curtis and flawless photography by Sean Conaty, the movie, shot on location in Kuwait and southern California, concerns a Kuwaiti husband and father named Malek (Michael Benyaer) who must choose whether to defy the new government in dealing with two corpses left in the street as an example to freethinkers and would-be resistance fighters. Malek’s tale unfolds in simple expressions and images, as he thinks about what to do, how his actions might affect his family, and as he considers the cost of doing nothing. The University of Southern California thesis film, based on a true story and created, written and directed by Fawaz Al-Matrouk (فواز المتروك), who experienced and survived the Iraqi invasion, is playing the film festival circuit, winning numerous awards, and making its British premiere tomorrow at the Crystal Palace International Film Festival in London. To Rest in Peace, which also plays in Huntington Beach, California, at a film festival this week, leaves an impression about what it means to submit to oppression. Watch the trailer here.

Why I Like Apple’s Logo

23 August 2011

As we near the end of what’s left of capitalist America, with impending monetary collapse caused by government-controlled economics, Apple’s logo—a symbol of the greedy and passionate pursuit of knowledge—remains America’s most powerful symbol of capitalism.

To me (and it is just me because the designer denies it), the logo represents the apple from the tree of knowledge of good and evil in the biblical story of Adam and Eve. Whether it’s intended or not, the apple with a bite taken out of it is a visual reference to the idea that wanting to gain knowledge of the world around us—and acting on the desire—causes man’s fall from grace. The apple, and the company’s remarkable and historic success since Steve Jobs created Apple in California with his partners in 1976, suggests an inversion of the story from the book of Genesis. The iconic logo means the opposite of the Bible’s tale of forbidden fruit; it means that ignorance is not bliss and that wanting to gain knowledge is good, not evil—that, contrary to the notion of original sin, man is not inherently evil—that man is not inherently anything but human—and, as an image for a big business that makes money by trading in the single most unregulated industry left on earth, that one should, as an old Spanish proverb puts it: “take what you want and pay for it.”

This presumes the freedom to choose and to me it represents the American spirit of capitalism. As we descend into an economic death spiral caused not by capitalism but by its opposite, welfare statism, I’m going to look at Apple’s logo as a simple, noble symbol of the quest for knowledge and remind myself that the good is still possible—and that Apple, for now, is proof of it.

Happy Birthday, Ayn Rand

2 February 2011

Atlas ShruggedToday is Ayn Rand’s (1905-1982) birthday. So, I decided to check out the new movie version of the first part of her 1957 novel, Atlas Shrugged, in earnest (more on the film, which I have not seen, later). I spent some time with the picture’s screenwriter, co-producer Brian Patrick O’Toole, who is adapting the novel for the screen. Having seen a sneak preview of the trailer for the movie, scheduled to open in select theaters on April 15, I must say that this low-budget effort looks better than I had expected. Exciting enough for the uninitiated, substantial enough for Objectivists and Ayn Rand fans, the trailer opens with a man named Midas Mulligan, met by a shadowy figure who has something important to say. From there, we see skylines, speeding trains, and men of steel (including Ellis Wyatt, Hank Rearden, and, of course, Dagny Taggart), and the action and drama never let up. The trailer looks crisp, clean and polished and wraps with the question: Who is John Galt? A tag-on teases “…Ask the Question.” This is the world’s first movie about Ayn Rand’s epic theme, the mind on strike, and, though it is impossible to gauge a movie’s merits on the basis of a trailer, for what it’s worth, I’m impressed.

Another movie trailer, the two-minute trailer for the 1949 cinematic adaptation of Rand’s third novel, The Fountainhead, which she adapted for Warner Bros., wrongly refers to the story’s mediocre architect Peter Keating, as “selfish.” But a DVD feature, The Making of The Fountainhead, included with the erroneous trailer on the disc’s extras, gets Ayn Rand’s ideas right in an informative account that makes a solid companion to what is rightly called a unique and hugely entertaining movie.

Anthem stageRand’s second novel, Anthem, has been adapted for a comic book (or graphic novel) by Charles Santino with illustration by artist Joe Staton. Anthem: The Graphic Novel ($15), published this week in trade paperback, is the first ever illustrated novelization of any of Ayn Rand’s work. Anthem was also adapted by Jeff Britting for the stage in Austin, Texas, where it was apparently a resounding commercial and critical success. Rand’s unsung first novel, We the Living, was pirated in fascist Italy in 1942 for what became an outstanding screen version. I reviewed the movie for the Ayn Rand Institute’s newsletter, Impact, here.

TCM’s History of Hollywood: Fade In, Fade Out

6 December 2010

The last episode of TCM’s Moguls & Movie Stars, “Fade In, Fade Out,” (1960-1969) airing on Monday, Dec. 13, covers Hollywood during the Sixties. It is not a pretty sight.

The series, with more of the same Soviet and communist apologia of the last few episodes, gets it partly right that the 60s saw the rise of government power over Hollywood and America, though it isn’t put that way. Yet the facts are plain for anyone to see. Hollywood’s Golden Age was over, with moguls making way for upstarts tapping into cultural turmoil and going dark with horror movies like the zombie picture, Night of the Living Dead, an asinine exercise in nihilism which made $42 million in international box office, or Stanley Kubrick’s vacant 2001: A Space Odyssey or his satirical Dr. Strangelove, a favorite of the New Left. Somehow, movies with middle class appeal (the incisive In the Heat of the Night, the sexy and exciting James Bond pictures, the enthralling The Sound of Music starring series narrator Christopher Plummer) managed to get made. When they did, they usually made money.

Studio titans like Jack Warner were still around, hating hippies and wondering how Tinseltown went counterculture and it’s left to New Hollywood writer and director Robert Benton (Kramer Vs. Kramer), seeing movies as distinctly American, to recall the era’s confusion, noting that the studio system, which had been all but destroyed by the government, gave way to mediocrity, with the worst thrown at artists and audiences alike.

The most interesting business tale comes from Richard Zanuck, who at age 27 suggested himself to his Fox studio boss dad as the executive to save the struggling studio (though curiously there’s no mention of Fox’s 1968 hit Planet of the Apes). But this was the beginning of the dark times, with the rise of the Cannes Film Festival, and making money was out of fashion. Somebody mumbles that publicists handed out drug cigarettes at movie screenings and admits that many of the 1960s movies were made under the influence of drugs. Doris Day, Katharine Hepburn, and Cary Grant stepped aside for unwashed hippies and drug addicts and the sorry sight of Joan Crawford in a fright wig catfighting with Bette Davis or a Cro-Magnon man. This is what Hollywood, born of inventor Thomas Edison, bankers, Jews and capitalists, the most hated types in the modern world, powered by men like Laemmle, Zukor, Fox, DeMille, Disney and Warner came to. It was during the Sixties that anything remotely coherent, attractive and appealing was mocked, mutilated, or killed and anything larger than life barely stood a chance of getting made, let alone sold and seen. At least TCM host Robert Osborne reminds us that future filmmakers of quality made it through this awful decade.

The series’ closing episode will be presented with such films as the insightful Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner? (1967), horror film Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962) and The Magnificent Seven (1960) on Dec. 13, as well as the era’s dark, horror-themed pictures, George Romero’s Night of the Living Dead (1968), Bonnie and Clyde (1967), Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf? (1969) and Easy Rider (1969) on Wednesday, Dec. 15. Don’t expect to feel the Christmas spirit by watching a batch of zombies and glorified murderers, drunks and drug addicts; those movies are devoid of peace, love and good will, but they do represent the 1960s and they coated the way with slime for today’s malevolent muck.

So it is fitting, in a way, that TCM ended its History of Hollywood in the Sixties, which marks an end to Hollywood’s beginning and, with nihilistic No Country for Old Men being considered Hollywood’s best picture, possibly a beginning of the end of a bright and innovative art form that was born of great creators over 100 years ago.

TCM’s History of Hollywood: Attack of the Small Screens

29 November 2010

mmpasPart six of Moguls & Movie Stars on Turner Classic Movies (TCM), Attack of the Small Screens (1950-1960), marks the arrival of television. This episode of TCM’s History of Hollywood series premieres on Monday, Dec. 6, scheduled with films including the excellent Marty (1955) starring Ernest Borgnine, Elia Kazan’s biting A Face in the Crowd (1957) starring Andy Griffith as a folksy O’Reilly/Olbermann type TV blowhard (also with Patricia Neal), Sweet Smell of Success (1957) with Burt Lancaster and the maudlin A Streetcar Named Desire (1951).

Among the highlights in this one-hour feature are bits on Lucille Ball, a woman with real studio power in Hollywood, Louis B. Mayer and others including Judy Garland, Billy Wilder, and Alfred Hitchcock, who, after describing himself as a producer and being asked what he produces, responded with the answer: “goosebumps.” The episode covers an important period of transition in movies, which someone rightly remembers as an “era of philosophical disturbance”, from classic romantic fare to realism with stark, neurotic themes and method actors such as Marlon Brando and Montgomery Clift (Red River). Also covered here: Jimmy Stewart, Jack Warner, James Dean, Elizabeth Taylor, Stanley Kramer, Sidney Poitier, Burt Lancaster, and the influence of sex researcher Alfred Kinsey.

TCM’s fine host Robert Osborne explains why wealthy comedian Charlie Chaplin was run out of Tinseltown at the age of 63, after it was discovered that the preachy Communist was not an American citizen and therefore did not pay income tax like everyone else. The segment on Walt Disney, who is seriously underreported in this series, is informative, reveling in the Midwesterner’s intermedia interests in creating arts and sciences across multiple platforms and his brilliant plan to finance the creation of Disneyland through a television network (ABC, now owned by the studio that bears his name) featuring his innovative motion picture-driven theme park as a work in progress.

But the series’ problems continue, with a feminist’s attack on actress Marilyn Monroe (1926-1962), one of the screen’s most talented comediennes, who is also one of Hollywood’s most innocent victims, reduced here without objection to a tart who “makes women look bad,” an outrageously baseless assertion from a bitter source. I have never heard such an explicit assault on this skilled, feminine actress, one of the few truly deserving of the term movie star, the premise of this television series. Besides more falsehoods about anti-communism, more blather about nothing from Gore Vidal (who offers no value in the series), and a distinct lack of performance and film clips, the most glaring omission is one of the decade’s top box office stars: Doris Day, an immensely talented artist who is completely ignored. But it’s hard to take any of this seriously after the despicable, misogynistic attack on Marilyn Monroe.

For the repeat of this episode on Wednesday, Dec. 8, TCM announced that they plan to run the unforgettable Sunset Blvd. (1950) starring William Holden with Gloria Swanson as Norma Desmond, Alfred Hitchcock’s North by Northwest (1959) starring Cary Grant and Stanley Kramer’s The Defiant Ones (1958) with Disney board member Sidney Poitier and the late Tony Curtis, among other pictures. The series concludes with the next episode, which covers America’s new, emergent cultural depravity: the darkness of the 1960s.

TCM’s History of Hollywood: Warriors and Peacemakers

22 November 2010

mmsBringing the series to the 1940s, the Monday, Nov. 29, “Warriors and Peacemakers” (1941-1950) episode (part five) of TCM’s Moguls and Movie Stars falters. Giving more screen time to Mickey Rooney than to Howard Hawks, John Wayne or Gary Cooper, who made Meet John Doe, Sergeant York, and Ball of Fire in 1941 alone, the episode loses perspective. When it comes to presenting the facts of Communists in Hollywood, the series goes pink if not entirely red.

It does contain a few insights, briefly covering legendary director John Ford’s ability to create a movie on time and under budget, assuring his creative independence, and demonstrating that Joseph P. Kennedy (the assassinated president’s father) was a Nazi appeaser who tried to force the moguls to remove Jewish names from picture credits to placate those who were exterminating Jews by the millions. Narrator Christopher Plummer, who famously portrayed a refugee from National Socialism, reminds us that government intervention harmed the studio system with a Supreme Court decision against Paramount for having an alleged “monopoly” while President Franklin Roosevelt considered targeting Hollywood’s moguls for making too much money.

Then it’s back to the rose-colored lens, with pro-Communist speakers, such as the vacuous Gore Vidal, actress Marsha Hunt, and the obnoxious son of writer Dalton Trumbo. Communist Trumbo is practically lionized here while TCM discards any mention of the most oppressive regime in history, the Soviet Union, which is proven to have infiltrated Hollywood. TCM blatantly evades Soviet sponsorship of American movies and the treatment of Communism in Hollywood is dishonest.

What may be the greatest movie ever made, Casablanca, is practically regarded as an accident. Instead, we get more proselytizing about Big Labor, Soviet apologist Lillian Hellman and the anti-business picture The Best Years of Our Lives, while Walt Disney, an anti-Communist, Jimmy Stewart (It’s a Wonderful Life), a veteran, and more deserving stars than Marsha Hunt and Mickey Rooney, such as Barbara Stanwyck, John Wayne, and Gary Cooper, are practically blacklisted. As those appeasing Soviet Russia are treated as martyrs, movie stars such as Cary Grant, described as an insecure actor, barely merit a few lines.

The disgustingly Communist-slanted “Warriors and Peacemakers” impairs the series’ credibility, which is unfortunate, since the first four episodes capably present a captivating history of the business of making movies. “Warriors and Peacemakers” will be featured with Casablanca (1942), Charlie Chaplin’s send-up of Hitler, The Great Dictator (1940) and director John Ford’s They Were Expendable (1945). The Wednesday, Dec. 1 repeat will be joined by Ford’s Stagecoach (1939) starring John Wayne, Citizen Kane (1941) and Joan Crawford’s melodramatic ode to human suffering, Mildred Pierce (1945).