Critic's Eyes
SPOILERS ALERT!!!! SPOILERS ALERT!!!!! SPOILERS ALERT!!!!
Friday, June 18, 2010
The Road Less Travelled
It's very rare that I'll write a review on a movie that isn't currently in the theater. The last time I wrote about a borrowed movie it was about the movie Once. However, nothing has been nagging my subconscious more than the film that has stayed with me, no rather haunted me since I ordered on demand The Road with Viggo Mortenson.
SPOILER ALERT!!!!!!!!! If you haven't read or seen the film, do not read further (Yes, I know my previous reviews have had spoilers, yet did not afford the reader the luxury of a warning telling him or her so...I have learned my lesson---smile)
I haven't read the book by Cormac McArthy, and I could be wrong about the ending as seen in the film. Directors often take the liberty of changing the ending of books. I'd like to think what I saw in the film is what happened...until I read the book to confirm my doubts.
This film is more than just a bleak post-apocalyptic road trip. Unlike the hijinks of most road trip films, this has the dark undertones of a zombie mentalist society in which humanity has been divided into two: kill or be be killed; eat or be eaten; survive or die. The main heroes, a father & his son, are gripped between realizing they have a choice-to become the Bad Guys or to stay human & "keep the fire", as the son's father likes to phrase it. That fire is symbolic. It is the fire of the old humanity that has died along with the familiar comforts of home, an established economy (which in our reality, these days, seems to be reaching an Apocalypse of its own), food, resources,and other remnants that makes what our civilization what it is today.
The father & son, having witnessed very gruesome things that humanity at its last sane thread is capable of committing, are able to have a brief reprieve hiding in an underground shelter. There they find great storage of resources. For a brief time, they are back to the pre-Apocalyptic world, where people still care for each other. In this scene, we see a glimmer of hope, most especially felt by the boy. The boy simply follows his father, however, for most of the story, and with good reason. Soon the father senses a threat & they are once again running from danger, real or imagined.
The father must try hard to survive not for his sake but for the sake of his son, so that when he is gone his son is prepared to survive on his own. In our reality, it's difficult to see our children grow up in this world today: increased deaths from war; suicides; global disasters; human errors creating more disasters; unemployment; etc. In almost the same respect, The Road mimics our struggle for survival-a dog eat dog kind of world- depending on your perspective on life. This sentiment is shared by Robert Duvall's elderly man who Viggo's character & his son bump into while running & hiding. "Whatever created humanity, they won't see it here," or words to that effect. This old man is nostalgic of the old life, the old world he knows. When he sees the boy, he thought he has died & gone to heaven. The boy, in the old man's eyes, is like an angel-more on that later.
As the story progresses, you can see Viggo's character start to unravel. He soon becomes increasingly distrusting. Even today, though we'd like to embrace an opposite view, with the potential misuse of technology & dishonest business practices we have seen in society, is it any wonder why we would keep to ourselves? On the other hand, we increasingly wish to reach out to others, however distant these relationships might be emotionally through social networking. In our efforts to become more efficient & more globally relevant, we ironically run the risk of isolating ourselves. Even in our culture, we have taken for granted our manners to replace them with callous attitudes expecting others to grow thick skins & indifference if one cannot take harsh words. Whatever defense mechanisms we use to deal with others in our anger, sadness, greediness, or any other unsavory trait we might possess, it can destroy not only the fabric of society but our inner souls as well. This way of interacting with each other may not physically kill but it can maim the spirit of others, leading to a different kind of cannibalism - a devouring of the flesh of the humanity's heart.
Preventing this evolution in his father is the hope of the little boy, who raises the issue with his father: "Are we still the Good Guys?" The father looks up, almost acknowledging his own vulnerability to becoming the "others". "Yes, we're still the Good Guys". His son follows up: "Because we're keeping the fire"...This fire is one that needs to be maintained forever. Soon, the roles of father & son reverse. As early as the encounter of the old man, the boy wishes to share the goods they have found to help the old man. It is this act of kindness to which the old man testifies that the boy has come from heaven, a savior of sorts. It is this simple act of extending kindness to another fallen soul in this decrepit existence that the only real way to survive is to help each other & be there for one another, rather than tear each other down...And if you think about it, if you eat everyone, sooner or later there will be just so many left before the last person is eaten and the lone soul dies of loneliness & starvation.
Nearing the end, the boy also teaches the father once again about revenge. Loving his enemy, even after being robbed, the boy pleads with his father to spare the theif from humiliation. Ignoring the boy's pleas "Papa, no!", Viggo's character yells at the thief, stripping him of everything even his clothes. Here, Viggo's character reinvents his own law "do unto others as they have done to you". "You left us with nothing, so we leave YOU with nothin."...The boy, with great discomfort begs his father to return to where they left the thief naked...Unable to find him, the boy finally has his father relent and leave the thief's clothes along with some blankets & food for survival...If we need to keep the fire alive, any one watching this film or reading this book would be relieved that the boy is the torch carrier for a greater way of life.
Soon, the father seems to reach his end, which threatens the security of his son. Earlier in the film, the father has taught him that if things came to the worse, he would know how to put them out of their misery. It was disturbing to see this, a young boy wielding a gun and being shown how to use it in the most final act one could imagine. By the end of the film, through the boy's teaching, it seems the father realized his mistake & the need for the fire to stay alive. It isn't directly stated in the film, but I'd like to think that the father is very proud of his son & knows that his son will be okay. He will survive because Good always triumphs over evil..
Without giving the ending away (as if I haven't given a lot away already--), it seems like a spiritual interpretation can be understood. It is as though a Higher power concerned for its creation, always provides, in order for it to continue. HOwever bleak this story unfolded, there is a lot that resonates about our life today and what we hope to correct before it is too late.
This film, if played out in any other genre, could easily be transposed to the boy as the main hero. This film, however, would be more of the backstory before the real adventures of our boy hero begins. Why is it that heroes must be orphaned before they realize their true value & meaning?....The Road shows that without a father, however, the boy may have never known what it means to keep the fire alive!!!!
Everybody was Kung Fu Fighting
The Karate Kid version 2010 is a great upgrade from the original. Granted, not many teenagers will swoon over 12 years old Jaden Smith as many of my peers did over Ralph Macchio back in 1984, but lots of people WILL swoon over the amazing performance that Jaden delivers with a great kick to the heart strings! Jaden just has that ancient power harnessed by very few actors at such a young age. Trust me folks, this boy is someone we should watch!!! With Papa Smith near by, we can only hope for greater things...Let's hope that the discipline that brought Will where he is today will follow Jaden along his path to success!
Have I raved enough Jaden? Please don't think I'm a creeper, Jaden. You really have got talent & we all must admit that & bow down...Haha. But let's not forget Jackie Chan! It has been rumored all along that he has always wanted to be a dramatic actor. After more than a generation of films under his belt as a martial arts icon & often cast in comedic roles, its about time Chan gets his chance to throw his dramatic kicks & punches! Is he successful? Watch a touching scene where Jackie is brought to tears & you decide. I believe Jackie Chan is also another star we should watch in terms of expanding the dramatic roles that should be offered to him in the future.
As a whole, the film is very consistent with great drama & comedy thrown in with good measure. The action sequences are wonderful as well. Even more powerful to me is the effect music is used to establish the relationship between Jaden & his love interest. Forget the electric guitar girls, get out your violins & practice if you wanna win over the heart of that boy you've been eyeing :) As a result of the audition scene, I've decided to add to my iTunes library Chopin's Nocturne in C minor...Yeah, I'm a romantic sap! I don't care.
Even more powerful though is the message of the Karate Kid, old or new: Life will knock you down, but you can choose to get up!....Based on my own life experiences where I've felt more like the underdog hoping there's at least one person rooting for me with a Mr. Miagi or Mr. Han as my spiritual guide, I have opted to get up...Fall as many times as I might, I'll keep on getting up, with all the blood, bruises, sprains, and pain!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Don't Leave! I'll Eat You, I Love You So!
(c) Warner Bros 2009
Thank the heavens I didn't see that other buzzed about movie that rhymes with Paranoia Activity. Instead, I found magic once again on film, depicting my inner childhood emotions more than any book could have put in just words.
Lots of reservations are placed on adapting a book to film (e.g., Harry Potter series). However, unlike other upsets caused by deleting scenes or embellishing a story with extra needless scenes, Where the Wild Things Are takes the simple theme of a child using his imagination to a whole other level.
Rather than just use Max's adventure as one that kills time, Spike Jonze expands the theme of childhood into a dizzying and glorious infectious love affair that takes you back into a time machine and transport you into the mind of a child and seeing the world through his eyes...
I cannot put into words how much this film as deeply affected me. It reminds me so much of how as children, whenever one experiences difficulty, how hard it is to express that intelligently. Although I'm an adult, I still have that problem, and yet we are taught to repress that inability to find the means to cope with such loss or difficult emotions...
I love it that as children we have free reign to scream and get loud and cause a WILD RUMPUS to get out and vent whatever is inside us, whether it be joy, laughter, sadness, or fear.
Truly, Max is my new hero!!!!! ...Now, where do I get my wolf suit?
Sunday, September 06, 2009
One Day to Love 500 Days of Summer
As you can tell by my previous reviews of "love stories" I don't share the typical boy meets girl romance fascination. I love how the movie starts out with a narration...and warns us that this is not a love story.
I think the reason I adore this film as much as I think I male hero loves Summer, is how I can sort of relate to both characters at the same time at different points in the movie. We are caught up with the spark that first brings this excitement of what we envision as The Love of Our Life...only to be somewhat disappointed as the layers start to peel as the days go on.
I like how the male lead shows hints of his passion for architecture. This brings up my own memories of showing my love for music and art to the so called people I thought would be "the one". But I have been often the case the heartbreaker as well, as Summer sometimes starts pulling away...as you see in Zooey Daschanel's character.
I'm not really a fan of Daschanel's. I have yet to say that even this character she plays is an exception. She tends to not show that much emotion or range, and I'm still dumbfounded that a lot of people ask her to do all these movies...(It could also be my bad taste left over from The Happenning...so it could just be guilt by association). But I digress...
If anything, I think what makes this film work is it's innovative way of describing what we think love is, how we fantasize what loves is about, what love actually is (I love the split screen scene in which the male lead looks forward to seeing Summer during a rooftop party...) The music works well, and is almost like a cinematic equivalent to a Death Cab for Cutie music video, without the DCFC music .
As a whole, I give this 500+ stars. For Joseph Gordin-Levitt, he's now on my list of stars to watch out for. (Plus, he bears a similar resemblance to Heath Ledger, am I wrong?)
Alas, this one can only write of such movies. After watching this film, I feel compelled to become the architect of my own love story...write a screenplay...and show how love can be, all it's ups, downs, and its turnarounds...
In the end, even if we meet by coincidence, it is up to us to take action to take that moment further into more than just mere chance!
Sunday, August 16, 2009
How Movies Saved My Life
I thought you'd like to know what happened to me (or what ALMOST happened) on Friday night. I can't imagine what might have gone wrong if I hadn't acted the way I did. Consider it my "superhero" act of bravery?..LOL Somehow, though, I feel like I may have made some kind of difference. Makes me feel assured that we reallly do have a place and purpose in this world, whatever or however small the circumstances may be.
The following is like Lois Lane reporting on how Superman acted in a time of crisis. I felt like Clark Kent without being able to change into Superman not wanting to blow his cover because he lack his superhero powers. Nontheless, here's a full recount of the event.
ThanK God Friday!
I was at a Barnes&Noble, minding my business, enjoying my vente macchiatto. I had my iPhone on. Every one else in the store had been doing the same thing, oblivious to their surroundings on what seemed like an innocent Friday night.
That evening started about 800pm for me. I chatted it up with my friend/barista and smiled as I walked back to my table. Distracted from doing productive things, I did a little Twittering and Facebooking, then got down to business w/ some studying. Pretty productive hour by 9pm...Suddenly, this would soon change.
Two men sit by the table adjacent to mine, literally next to me with the exception of the gated division between the cafe and the book store itself. Suspicious behavior ensues:
1). One man picks up a magazine at random so as to "blend in". He is hardly even reading the magazine as a normal person would. By this point, I've turned down my volume to heigten my awareness. My pulse has started to quicken.
2.) Suddenly, his "friend" stands up...without a word exchanged between them, nor any eye contact thus far...Something was definitely not right here...My pulse starts to race.
3.) The man who has stood up walks in the middle of the cafe...and just lingers about standing still?...No words again exchanged to his "friend"...He has stood there for what feels like 10 minutes...By now, if he were a customer, he would've bought something...Blending in was not their forte...
4.) As time stood still by this time, my peripheral vision focused back on the guy who was pretending to read. His body language spoke volumes of something criminal...the nervous looking around, looking behind his back, the look of guilt basically...
5.) My Spidey-sense is now on high alert as I sense both men were somehow communicating non-verbally?...I exchanged my glances between the two, and suddenly the seated man looked like he was fidgeting in his pocket... I'm thinking...OMG! He has a weapon...Well, allegedly in my mind he might have.
All this made me quiver, my heart bursting through my chest. I was at the point I was ready to scream. WHo knew if the guy w/ the alleged weapon was gonna grab me or something to start something...What was stranger was soon, his companion was sitting by himself at his own table... Strange, right?
Not being able to take it anymore, I wrote a note to my friend at the cafe counter with the words:(his name), SOS! Call 911????? on a piece of paper which I placed non-chalantly on a plate I used to return back to my friend.
I basically told him everything above in my quivering sense of blubber I had been reduced to on the inside, but on the outside I had to remain cool, for fear I'd bring attention to myself to the other men. I felt like I was in an Ocean 11 movie. But unfortunately, just like a movie I hadn't seen yet, I wouldn't know how the movie ended...I had to start directing the scene, the hero and innocent bystanders surviving defeating the two men's insidious intentions.
The fact I'm writing you this story means I survived what could've been last night's news, or avoided being just another statistic of a woman who was accosted by two men on her way to her car.
Always trust your instincts. We have supersenses when it counts and don't be ashamed to look stupid in the face of possible danger. Better to be wrong than to end up in real danger when it's too late to respond.
And in this situation, I felt like 1 person vs. 2 potentially dangerous people who could've just as well turned the tables in a negative direction. Granted, it's my flaw that I can have such an overactive imagination and possibilities run wild, but truth of the matter is sometimes it is those people who dare to think beyond what is expected that can make a difference. (Also, watching a lot of movies doesn't hurt either).
Stand up for yourself. Stand up for others when no one can...You might save not only your life... but others as well.
The following is like Lois Lane reporting on how Superman acted in a time of crisis. I felt like Clark Kent without being able to change into Superman not wanting to blow his cover because he lack his superhero powers. Nontheless, here's a full recount of the event.
ThanK God Friday!
I was at a Barnes&Noble, minding my business, enjoying my vente macchiatto. I had my iPhone on. Every one else in the store had been doing the same thing, oblivious to their surroundings on what seemed like an innocent Friday night.
That evening started about 800pm for me. I chatted it up with my friend/barista and smiled as I walked back to my table. Distracted from doing productive things, I did a little Twittering and Facebooking, then got down to business w/ some studying. Pretty productive hour by 9pm...Suddenly, this would soon change.
Two men sit by the table adjacent to mine, literally next to me with the exception of the gated division between the cafe and the book store itself. Suspicious behavior ensues:
1). One man picks up a magazine at random so as to "blend in". He is hardly even reading the magazine as a normal person would. By this point, I've turned down my volume to heigten my awareness. My pulse has started to quicken.
2.) Suddenly, his "friend" stands up...without a word exchanged between them, nor any eye contact thus far...Something was definitely not right here...My pulse starts to race.
3.) The man who has stood up walks in the middle of the cafe...and just lingers about standing still?...No words again exchanged to his "friend"...He has stood there for what feels like 10 minutes...By now, if he were a customer, he would've bought something...Blending in was not their forte...
4.) As time stood still by this time, my peripheral vision focused back on the guy who was pretending to read. His body language spoke volumes of something criminal...the nervous looking around, looking behind his back, the look of guilt basically...
5.) My Spidey-sense is now on high alert as I sense both men were somehow communicating non-verbally?...I exchanged my glances between the two, and suddenly the seated man looked like he was fidgeting in his pocket... I'm thinking...OMG! He has a weapon...Well, allegedly in my mind he might have.
All this made me quiver, my heart bursting through my chest. I was at the point I was ready to scream. WHo knew if the guy w/ the alleged weapon was gonna grab me or something to start something...What was stranger was soon, his companion was sitting by himself at his own table... Strange, right?
Not being able to take it anymore, I wrote a note to my friend at the cafe counter with the words:(his name), SOS! Call 911????? on a piece of paper which I placed non-chalantly on a plate I used to return back to my friend.
I basically told him everything above in my quivering sense of blubber I had been reduced to on the inside, but on the outside I had to remain cool, for fear I'd bring attention to myself to the other men. I felt like I was in an Ocean 11 movie. But unfortunately, just like a movie I hadn't seen yet, I wouldn't know how the movie ended...I had to start directing the scene, the hero and innocent bystanders surviving defeating the two men's insidious intentions.
The fact I'm writing you this story means I survived what could've been last night's news, or avoided being just another statistic of a woman who was accosted by two men on her way to her car.
Always trust your instincts. We have supersenses when it counts and don't be ashamed to look stupid in the face of possible danger. Better to be wrong than to end up in real danger when it's too late to respond.
And in this situation, I felt like 1 person vs. 2 potentially dangerous people who could've just as well turned the tables in a negative direction. Granted, it's my flaw that I can have such an overactive imagination and possibilities run wild, but truth of the matter is sometimes it is those people who dare to think beyond what is expected that can make a difference. (Also, watching a lot of movies doesn't hurt either).
Stand up for yourself. Stand up for others when no one can...You might save not only your life... but others as well.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Harry Potter and the Half-Hearted Review
There are portions on its own that merit A+ scoring, yet as a whole this moving left me wanting. I felt there was a lack of pathos as found in the Order of the Phoenix. Perhaps the last year was my favorite unknowingly due to the fact it was written by a different screenwriter, while the previous movies' original writer returns for the 6th movie. I cannot say I was totally impressed with 1 through 4, but now I see why.
Perhaps the action (or lack of) or plot of the book lends itself to fault, but I'm not sure it deserves a repeat viewing as much as I did with the 5th movie. Nonetheless, I will watch it again, hoping that last night's IMAX debut will bring redemption...
I only hope David Yates does not fail to be true to the heart of the last book. Knowing that it will be divided into 2 parts brings more pressure and perhaps lack of excuses to stay true to the book. He has too much leeway and no reason to cram a story into 2 1/2 or more hours. The worse case scenario: that he creates a drawn out version of what could have been a true film classic worthy of it's literary counterpart!
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Because I Believe!!!
If you're familiar Joseph Campbell, you are familiar with his well received book The Hero with 1,ooo Faces. I myself have not read it, but I am familiar with Campbell's thorough exploration of the hero myth. In scanning the book, I have learned one or two ways in which the hero originates.
Transformers 2, perhaps unlikely candidate to wax philosophy about heroes, showcases the hero as one reluctant to adopt his destiny. Optimus Prime says something significant as the film's rising action starts to reach it's climax...
FATE RARELY MEETS US IN THE MOMENT OF OUR CHOOSING.
This theme is often mirrored in our tales we have seen throughout literature, later depicted on film. Take for example Frodo of Lord of the Rings, in which Gandalf reassures Frodo that none of us wishes the fate we might be given, but what is important is what we do with the time that has been given us. Or examine Harry Potter. His life is more or less filled with more choices, though he chooses the more difficult path....which leads to struggle and sacrifice....
These elements are subtle in Transformers 2, but towards one scene, I was reeling because it made me wonder what it would be like if Michael Bay directed the last installment of Harry Potter! I mean come on!!! Battle at Hogwarts Castle!!!! Bring it on baby! Explosions and ....well, we all want to here Mrs Weasley yell, "Not my daughter, you bitch!" at Bellatrix Lestrange! That would totally rock....
But I've been digressing. Transformers 2 has great subtle lines that one might miss among the cluster&^%$ that is explosions and fighting splattering on the screen. For instance, Tyson Beckford's character says as an aside, "They say God made us in his image; who made him?" when referring to Optimus Prime....
I always like to milk out some form of lesson from all the films I watch. I cannot say I learned much in the first 2/3rds but the last is enormously beautiful. Sam must do something impossible and when his girlfriend asks him how he thinks it can be done, he simply says with great conviction: "Because I believe....I believe!"
I got sort of emotional, and it really was a great testament of faith in some respect.
For further comparisons of the hero myth, reanalyze The Matrix and then read The Gospel of the Matrix. I find you will be surprised how much our movies are peppered with so much references of resurrection and redemption. In the end, we are all heroes of our own destiny!
We only have to believe!
Up, up, and Away!!!!
A CLASSIC IN ITS OWN RIGHT....
There are elements to the film UP that I enjoy quite a lot. A movie enthusiast, who has great appreciation for films such as Citizen Kane, The Little Tramp, and knowledge of the movie The Bicycle Thief, I feel some familiarity to these great classics whenever I watch Up..With these comparisons in mind, it is no surprise that I am willing to watch Up repeatedly. There is a dynamic between the two character heroes Mr. Frederickson and Russell that reminds me of the aforementioned films. The nostalgia of childhood and realizing one's dream is fulfilled indirectly in Up, while the struggle to survive is noted in more hilarious and imaginative details compared to The Little Tramp and The Bicycle Thief.
The true lesson in this film are those of courage, and embracing life whatever the circumstances fate offers us. When closing a door in one chapter in one's life, another chapter or book begins to unfurl. It encourages all of us to view life as an adventure. Unlike Citizen Kane, where the main protagonist's ambitions get the better of him, only to regret losing his innocence and reminisce of his little Rosebud, Mr. Frederickson embraces a whole new way of life, however reluctant and "grumpy" he initially started. Instead, he is no longer alone, but gains a life enriched with that of a young boy, a treasure that only keeps growing as he gets older. In addition, Mr. Frederickson gains a new pal in Doug, man's best friend, loyal to the end!
The house is symbolic as one might compare the bike in The Bicycle Thief. In the latter film, the hero and his son have had their bike stolen. Their survival against poverty is dependent on getting their bike back, only to succumb to stealing another bike in the end. In contrast, unlike the need to gain something back, the house in which one carries all their memories and hopes as does Mr. Frederickson, adding the burden to the young boy's shoulders, carries the house in the hopes of fulfilling a childhood dream. The energy of the young boy contrasts to Mr. Frederickson's in the beginning but his determination to fulfill Ellie's dream gives him the drive to keep on going...and ultimately LET GO....knowing he must move on with his life...
By letting go, ironically, he fulfills both of their wishes.
To rate this film, I give this film more helium balloons than my hands can carry
Monday, January 26, 2009
It's very rare I'll rave about a movie as much as this film has made me want to dance (stay after the film for the upbeat credits dance overture.
First of all, I'm a very visual and sound oriented individual. My senses become excited when these two are blended elegantly in the manner that director Danny Boyle films this movie. From the start of the film, you feel you're in the middle of the action. There are moments it feels like an anthology of music videos without being too pretentious. And as an audience member, you root for the characters in every situation, namely our love birds Jamal and Latika.
The themes are so many yet are the kinds that keep coming up in nominated films for best picture. The poverty of the soul caused by revenge, suffering, and greed all overcome by the values of redemption, persistence, hope, and truth. Most importantly love. For Jamal, his undying committment to Latika brings his life towards a destiny to a better life he easily could have fallen into, like his brother. If the book this is based from is as well written as this movie, you'll see me at a Border's sometime this week :)
Overall, I cannot describe how this film makes me feel inside. It is now up there on my list of favorites. I love how the movie opens with a multiple choice question and then ends the movie with the answer. It's enough to make you cry (I cried in the beginning, during, and after the film was over...Heck I'm still crying).
I close this review with the following:
Should movie goers see this movie?
A. Maybe
B. Not a chance
C. Yes
D. See it more than once
I pick D.......... And that's my final answer :)
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