Archive for the ‘Film Festivals’ Category

  • Cannes 2012 Festival Lineup Announced (update)

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    Wow, the list just keeps getting better. Now Ben Wheatley’s latest has been announced as part of the Director’s Fortnight. See below for an updated list of films.

    The full lineup has been announced for the 2012 Festival de Cannes and by God it look like a good ‘un. As well as Wes Anderson’s latest which was confirmed a while ago, they’re premiering work from Cronenberg, Andrew Dominik, Michael Haneke, John Hillcoat, Abbas Kiarostami, Ken Loach, Walter Salles, Carlos Reygadas and Alain Resnais, to name but a few of the art-house heavy hitters they’ve got running in the main competition. Outside of the competition there aren’t quite as many big names, but there’s still work from Argento and Takashi Miike as well as a film by David Cronenberg’s son, Brandon. An anthology film featuring shorts from directors Laurent Cantet, Benicio Del Toro, Julio Medem, Gaspar Noe, Elia Suleiman, Juan Carlos Tabio and Pablo Trapero sounds interesting too.

    Cannes is also famous for adding late entries, so I wouldn’t put it past PT Anderson or any other big names slipping another film into the mix just before the festival starts on May 16th.

    I got my accreditation confirmed yesterday so I’m getting very excited about heading down to the festival. I’m only around for the first 4 days unfortunately so I’ll be limited as to what I’ll be able to see, but I’m hoping the list below is in order of performance (as it doesn’t seem to be alphabetical and starts with opener Moonrise Kingdom) so I should catch a few of the first half of the in-competition titles. I’ve got friends who are staying for the whole fest so I might twist a few arms to get some more coverage for you guys.

    The full list is under the seats…

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  • Hot Docs 2012 – The Preview

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    This continent’s largest showcase of documentary films, HotDocs2012 is upon Toronto as of tomorrow and once again the festival oneheckuva a beast to get a rope around and wrassle to the ground. Over my half-decade or so attending the festival the number of screenings I attend as been steadily increasing. This is not only a function of ever-increasing size of the festival, but also the overall quality ratio being on the rise as well. The medium has really come into its own in the past dozen or so years! I will be giving 1 minute video segments to The Substream and print reviews will appear both here and at Twitch.

    But here, at the starting gate, is my list of highly anticipated HotDocs titles. It should be noted that I tend to avoid the plethora of music documentaries, and I also tend to avoid the multitude of global issue driven stuff in favour of character-based documentaries. Of course when you get the intersection of issue-of-the-day and character (see The Ambassador and We Are Legion, below) is a particular sweet spot. I’m also always enthusiastic about documentaries that play with the form – in particular, the ‘make your doc play like a genre-film’ style that was pioneered by Errol Morris’ The Thin Blue Line in the late 80s and brought into prominence with Man on Wire, King of Kong and The Cove. Seems like there are more than a few that fit that bill in this year’s line-up (Francophrenia).

    Here are ten titles that I’m making a point to see, and bonus: This year there is not one, but two documentaries featuring sex with robots!

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  • M-SPIFF Review: Starbuck

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    Starbuck DVD Cover

    Director: Ken Scott (Life After Love, The Rocket)
    Screenplay: Ken Scott, Martin Petit
    Producer: André Rouleau
    Starring: Patrick Huard, Julie LeBreton, Antoine Bertrand, Dominic Philie, Marc Bélanger
    MPAA Rating: 14A
    Running time: 109 min.

    (4/5)

    It’s always a welcome surprise when a movie you’ve never heard of impresses. That was the case when I saw Ken Scott’s Starbuck.

    Starbuck Movie StillCo-written by Scott and Martin Petit, this plot is one that will have you shaking your head. Bon Cop, Bad Cop’s Patrick Huard stars as David Wozniak, a 42 year old man who still lives like an irresponsible teen: he’s seriously in debt, has a grow-op in his living room to help pay the bills and works at the family butcher shop delivering meat. He’s well loved by everyone but he’s also not trusted with anything of importance because he tends to muck things up. But he has a good heart and when it comes right down to it, he’ll do what he can to help those he loves.

    One such instance of caring in the late 80s led to a spree of sperm donations when he was in his 20s. Using the alias of Starbuck, David spent numerous hours in a little room doing his business into a little cup. Yes, it’s a bit strange but it got the job done and after collecting the funds he needed David went on with his carefree life until 20 years later, he gets a visit from a lawyer. The doctor who led the clinic David had frequented made the mistake of giving his sperm to all of the couples that came in for the period of one year and as a result, David is the father of 533 children, 142 of whom have filed a class action suit to open the record books and make public the name of the man who is a “father” to them all.
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  • M-SPIFF Review: Café de Flore

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    Director: Jean-Marc Vallée (C.R.A.Z.Y.)
    Writer: Jean-Marc Vallée
    Producers: Pierre Even, Marie-Claude Poulin
    Starring: Vanessa Paradis, Kevin Parent, Hélène Florent, Evelyne Brochu, Marin Gerrier, Alice Dubois
    Country of Origin: France
    MPAA Rating: NR
    Running time: 120 min.

     

    (5/5)

     

    I was somewhat shaken walking out of Jean-Marc Vallee’s latest film and needed to actually catch my breath off to the side of the cell-phone checking hordes. It was partially due to several very personal reactions to a few moments and characters, but mostly because the film was absolutely magnificent in just about every respect. I’ve found my “I can’t imagine seeing a better film this year” film.

    Vallee’s Young Victoria didn’t exactly win any converts in major production house circles, but anyone who saw C.R.A.Z.Y. has probably already given him a lifetime pass. As great as that film was (and if you haven’t seen it, please track it down via any legal means possible and also give a listen to the Movie Club Podcast episode specifically on that film), Cafe de Flore has just surpassed any reasonable expectation of what this filmmaker could do. Possibly even all the unreasonable expectations too. It shows a command of thematic content across multiple stories, an inate feeling of putting music to images and an almost perfect sense of flow. He knows when to ask his actors to be subtle, to bring forward some emotion and when to go BIG. He knows when to keep a scene going, when to stay with a take and when to cut across stories and time periods. That’s what I’m left with as I consider my reaction to the film – everything seemed dead on perfect.

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  • M-SPIFF 2012 Review: Alps

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    Director: Giorgos Lanthimos (Dogtooth)
    Writers: Giorgos Lanthimos, Efthymis Filippou
    Producers: Giorgos Lanthimos, Athina Rachel Tsangari
    Starring: Aris Servetalis, Johnny Vekris
    Country of Origin: Greece
    MPAA Rating: R
    Running time: 93 min.

     

     


    “There are many types of lighting receptacles, that come in both professional and consumer grades.”

    “Cold is a word that winter swimmers do not know.”

    This is the icy-precise line-reading one comes to expect from writer-director Yorgos Lanthimos. Those who got an offbeat intellectual charge out of his weird fable Dogtooth or simply enjoyed the alien-dance moves of actress Aggeliki Papoulia are in for more of the same with ALPS, perhaps a spiritual sequel which features similar visuals and narrative beats. Things are taken out of a singular location of the Greek director’s previous film, and the insular family dynamic is scaled up to a group of people who form the eponymous organization. The business concept behind ALPS is one of role-playing and empathy. People who recently lost of a loved one can hire an ALPS employee to impersonate the deceased for a few days or weeks to ease through the grief process. As the film demonstrates exceptionally well, the barrier between indulging a client’s grief and devolving into a form of prostitution is a rather thin and permeable one. The domineering boss of ALPS, a gymnastics coach who does not indulge his star pupil (also an ALPS employee) in song choices for her routines. Instead he makes unexplained demands: “You are not ready for pop music.” As CEO of ALPS he is more like a pimp. When his star employee (Papoulia), a nurse who spots potential clients from the pool she encounters – families attending to their dying loved ones at the hospital – decides to go rogue and take on a customer outside of ALPS, justice is swift and bloody, an arbitrary. It takes the form of a chastising game which obfuscates the use of naked power and authority.

    Of the many sights and sounds on display for our amusement and consideration are the book-end displays of gymnastics. The first scored, as an act of counterpoint foreshadowing, to Carl Orff’s “O Fortuna” (is there a more overused piece of ‘epic music’ in cinema?) and slyly puntastic use of pop-electro hit from the 60s “Popcorn.” A game of charades to keep the ALPS rank-and-file in good form. A few client visits and other mini-set-pieces all serve to underscore the fusion of high and low culture; the earnest and ironic execution is how it goes in this new wave of Weird Greek Cinema of which Lanthimos is the undeniable star.
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  • TCM Film Fest: Girl Shy

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    Until a few weeks ago, the only Harold Lloyd films I’d seen were his signature Safety Last with its famous building-climbing set-piece, and The Freshman, which I cannot, at this point, separate in my mind from Keaton’s College. Lloyd is one of the Big Three when it comes to silent comedians, but in terms of the popular consciousness, he still falls well below Chaplin and Keaton, and I was content with his third-wheel position based on what I’d seen. After a recent double-feature at Cinefamily, I was primed to change my view on that, and Girl Shy clenched it. Lloyd is every bit as worthy a giant of silent comedy as either of his rivals. They’re all in a dead heat as far as I’m concerned.

    Lloyd’s essential persona is a normal, slightly nerdy guy who deals with problems as they come along, usually involved with trying to get a girl. He has neither Chaplin’s downtrodden acceptance nor Keaton’s stoic stubbornness in the face of the outrageous situations that befall him, but instead shows his exasperation and yet continues to push through toward his goal. In Girl Shy, his own worst enemy for much of the film is himself, and his irrational fear of women that causes him to be flustered and stutter uncontrollably whenever a girl comes near him. It doesn’t help matters that he’s adorable and girls tend to flirt with him, even to the point of tearing their stockings so he can fix them (he’s the tailor’s son in a small town).

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  • M-SPIFF 2012 Review: God Bless America

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    Director: Bobcat Goldthwait
    Writer: Bobcat Goldthwait
    Producers: Jeff Culotta, Sarah de Sa Rego, Richard Kelly, Sean McKittrick
    Starring: Joel Murray, Tara Lynne Barr
    Country of Origin: USA
    MPAA Rating: R
    Running time: 99 min.

    (3.5/5)

     

    While a couple on the run setting fires to America’s citizens and their warped sense of “good” isn’t really anything all that new, Bobcat Goldthwaite is able to take the idea and add some twists to the idea; while more importantly stirring in some pretty clever and funny dialogue to boot.

    Frank is a slave to the everyday corporate grind (in a cube). His family life is gone, everyone surrounding him is an over-the-top caricature of a pop media drone and society as a whole seems hell bent on almost purposefully dumbing itself down into an “Idiocracy.” Rather than offing himself, Frank decides that maybe in the interest of preserving or “fixing” society as he knows it, it would be better to get his hands dirty and start taking care of business. Which would entail exterminating those responsible for such abhorrent behavior and their mentalities. Along the way he picks up an admiring high school girls who sees the world as just as “dead” as Frank does. Together they’re on the run, eliminating all those that “deserve to die.”

    The bullets and violence that one expects from this sort of fare is fun for a while, but slowly loses its impact and sick fun fairly quickly. Especially since the movie can never elevate itself beyond the awesome depravity of the opening scene in Frank’s neighbor’s house, with whom he shares a wall. What works surprisingly well however and keeps the movie chugging along at a pretty even pace, are the two lead performances in Joel Murray and Tara Lynne Barr; the former ironically appearing only in Disney related projects previously. The two play their parts with gusto and their moments of “extreme dialogue” are moments not to be scoffed at. Skewering of everyone from the obvious (Fox News, American Idol, Westboro Church, etc.) to the more fun and obscure (Diablo Cody, cinema texters, or people who give high fives and misuse the word “literally” [YES!]).
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  • TCM Film Fest: Retour de Flamme – 3D Rarities

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    For reasons I can’t entirely explain (but I’ll probably try anyway), the prospect of seeing vintage 3D films fascinates me, even as I do my best to avoid current 3D as much as possible. Part of it is simply a the ability to see something in a form that we usually can’t anymore (because 3D films from the 1950s and before are usually seen only in 2D now), part of it is an interest in the more experimental shorts included in the program, part of it is an illogical preference for old things, part of it is mere curiosity about whether it would be better or worse or different than modern 3D, and part of it is just perversity. In any case, I knew from the moment this program was announced that I would try to go see it, and I’m very glad I did, for all the reasons I just mentioned, and because Serge Bromberg, the French film historian who curated and presented the program, is an absolute delight, as well as being extremely knowledgable and able to accompany the silents himself on the piano. If scheduling had permitted, I would’ve gone to his Trip to the Moon program as well.

    The program had everything from Disney cartoons from the 1950s 3D boom to Pierre Lumiere remaking his own turn-of-the-century films in 3D in the 1930s to experiments as old as 1900 to Russian nature films, and even a couple of modern CG cartoons. Pretty much everything was delightful in one way or another, and I’m just going to go through the program short by short, mostly in the same order Bromberg did. One note: we were given two pairs of glasses at the beginning, both red/green anaglyph paper glasses and modern RealD polarized glasses. We only used the anaglyph glasses on one film, which surprised me. Somehow I thought all the 1950s films were done with that technique, but actually, it seems very similar to current 3D, and the RealD glasses worked perfectly for them all. I know very little about the technical side of these things, so I apologize in advance for any errors I make on that front, and please correct me.

    Three Dimensional Murder, aka Murder in 3-D (1941)

    This was the one film that used the anaglyph glasses, and it was basically a tech demo for 3D, albeit directed by George Sidney. Part of the Pete Smith series of shorts, this one has Smith (first-person camera pspective) heading into a creepy house and being attacked by all sorts of things – a mummy with a spear, a witch’s hand, and Frankenstein’s monster throwing or dropping everything in sight directly toward the camera. All the stereotypes of 3D being about hurling or thrusting things at the camera, yeah…they’re all here. With the glasses on, the red and green tints combined to make a black and white image – to do color, they had to go to a different technique, much closer to what is done today. This short was ridiculous, but fun, until it wore out its welcome about halfway through. The anaglyph process is not that great, either, and was easily the most eye-straining part of the program, with the colors flashing annoyingly on the screen and a lot of ghosting effects.

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  • TCM Film Fest: Raw Deal

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    When we think of film noir as a concept, we often describe it as a B movie phenomenon, a look and feel associated with low budget crime dramas. But a lot of the big names we immediately think of as noir films are actually higher-budget A pictures with top stars and name directors – Double Indemnity, The Big Sleep, Sunset Blvd, etc. This year TCM (and Noir City Foundation programmer Eddie Muller) has done a great job of programming actual B-level films in the noir sidebar, intentionally choosing independently produced films that are clearly low budget programmers, which Raw Deal definitely is, despite being directed by Anthony Mann (before he got big) and starring recognizable but often B or second-lead actors like Claire Trevor and Marsha Hunt.

    Unusually, this film has a voiceover from a female perspective, with Claire Trevor narrating some, but not all, of the film. She play Pat, who is planning to break her man Joe (Dennis O’Keefe) out of prison, where he’s been taking the rap for his boss Rick (the inimitable Raymond Burr, consistently shot from the most imposing angle possible). Meanwhile, Joe’s lawyer’s assistant Ann (Marsha Hunt) is trying to convince Joe to hold out for a couple of years until he gets parole. Thinking he has Rick’s support, he opts to stick with the prison break plan. Unfortunately, Joe’s just a loose end to Rick, who expects and intends for the police to do his dirty work for him and eliminate Joe during his escape.

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  • M-SPIFF Capsule Review: Smuggler

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    Director: Katsuhito Ishii
    Screenplay: Katsuhito Ishii, Masatoshi Yamaguchi, Kensuke Yamamoto
    Comic: Sheila Kohler
    Producers: Rosalie Swedlin, Christine Vachon, Julie Payne, Andrew Lowe, Kwesi Dickson
    Starring: Satoshi Tsumabuki, Masatoshi Nagase, Yasuko Matsuyuki, Hikari Mitsushima
    Country of Origin: Japan
    MPAA Rating: NR
    Running time: 114 min.

    (2/5)

     

    So right off the bat I screwed up my schedule at The Minneapolis Film Festival and was forced to see something I hadn’t intended on seeing. No fault of the festival or the scheduling – this was simply my tiredness and my inattention to the task at hand. So instead of seeing the director vignette, V/H/S/, I tried another late night screening in Katsuhito Ishii’s Smuggler

    Smuggler is a sort of comedy-action mash-up in which a young, failed actor is forced to work as a smuggler of corpses and other contraband for a local crime lord in a world of whacky crime syndicates, Yakuza fashionistas and fearless, expert assassins. The premise sounds kind of cool. Alas, it is not.

    I mostly found the humor to be of a way too childish and stereotypical, caricature nature. Nothing in this movie was remotely funny to me. Nothing. But the humor that is not of my taste isn’t what bothered me so much as the fact that it is saturated throughout a movie that is very serious in tone and subject matter otherwise. I can’t tell what the director was going for as an overall style or tone for this picture as it is all over the place. There’s some very serious (unironic), dramatic voice-over narration right next to some goofy thugs with big teeth acting like Laurel and Hardy followed by an explosive action sequence only to be followed by more “humor the foolish.”

    There are moments however that make this watchable. There is a pretty intense torture sequence that while certainly could be construed as nothing more than torture-porn by some, is actually quite effective and really helps to bring about a full character arc. The martial arts sequences are pretty spectacular. Not only from a choreography standpoint, but because it’s all shot in a high frame rate and replayed in hyper-slow motion; most likely shot on the Phantom. An otherwise 35 second sequence is drawn out into about 2 minutes of face pummeling and teeth shattering.

    These moments are few and far between however and mostly I just found the characters to be uninteresting at best and grating at worst. The humor fails miserably and the shifts in tone baffled me. Mostly I’d say avoid unless you know exactly what you’re getting into here.

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  • Mamo #248: A Piece of Heaven Fell on Asheville

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    Mamo comes to you from ActionFest 2012 in beautiful Asheville, North Carolina! We chat up the film festival with a body count while contemplating the warm welcome our American cousins have given us all.

    To download this episode, use this URL: http://rowthree.com/audio/mamo/mamo248.mp3

  • ActionFest! Review: I Declare War

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    One weekend day a number of the nerdier kids from the local middle school gather their sticks and twine and balloons filled with red dye, and head into the local woods to play capture-the-flag. Oh, those tweens today with their Bieber hair-cuts and their war games. While we are never given any visual context of this one-day war, it is implied that these games have been going on for some time and someone is keeping statistics. Jason Lapeyre’s odyssey of two groups of children battling in the forest (no this ain’t The Hunger Games, more like a leafy, agora-version The Stanford Prison Experiment) is a peculiar, but totally engrossing combination of make-believe and reality. At that age friendships seem like everything, everything takes on air of importance and intensity. The film often shows real guns and grenades (and explosions) even if the kids are just using whatever sticks and whatever hobby kit items they happen to have crafted into weapons. Make no mistake however, the kids take their game very serious; there are rules (handily communicated in the animated opening credits, so as to not belabour the exposition) and things are played with strategy and a chain of command. I Declare War delights in juxtaposing war-film cliches with a real ear for 12 year old banter. Its war sequences are a combination of thrilling battles and humorous knowing nods; certainly for those who grew up in the 1970s, but probably anyone who grew up with a creek behind their house.

    Nobody takes the war more seriously than P.K. Sullivan (Gage Munroe with his afore-mentioned Beiber do) facies himself General George S. Patton; albeit he is young enough that loyalty is not valued as much as a collection of soldiers to throw under the bus for whatever plan he has to win-at-all-costs. Nevertheless, as the alpha-male of his team, he remains in charge. The other team, headed up by equally blonde, Quinn, has some leadership issues, and the only girl in the game which adds some pre-teen sexual tension to the equation. Mackenzie Munroe, who looks like a very young Emma Stone is really quite magnificent and has real screen presence (some of the other supporting kid actors are a bit more dodgey in their acting) sporting a brain and a crossbow and A-cups (and is not afraid to use either or all of them.) Let us be clear, while this film wears the clothing of war and adventure in the woods, it is equally interested in being a crucible for all of the kids to work out their issues and anxieties while waiting for the next battle. But war is 10% violence and 90% waiting, so there are plenty of opportunities to talk about religion, philosophy (albeit at a youth level) and what species of dog would you allow to give you a blow-job if you were rewarded with riches and fame. Yes, these 12 year olds drop F-bombs often, and when provoked can be total assholes to each other. War is war.

    Another popular film in the 2012 zeitgeist is the documentary, Bully, but I would offer that a subject like bullying is better handled in a fictional narrative form than as a doc, and I Declare War certainly covers several (if not all) angles of bullying probably making it the definitive new film on the subject. It further postulates that bad leadership is the worst kind of bullying, and that is something which is as applicable to the adult world as it is to the tween-set.

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