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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

One of the editors here gave me a hard time for not getting more agitated in my Oscars nominations story about some of the slights, snubs and outright omissions on the list of candidates for the 82nd Academy Awards.

As the guy who said Fantastic Mr. Fox was not only the best animated film of the year, but the best cussin’ any-kind-of-film of the year, one would think I’d be peeved that the only recognition Wes Anderson’s stop-motion gem managed to get from the Academy was nods for best animated feature and best original score. No best adapted screenplay nomination (from the Roald Dahl book), no best actor for George Clooney, nor actress for Meryl Streep (they had to be satisfied with their respective salutes for the lesser endeavors, Up In the Air and Julie & Julia, instead).

Well, what can I say? After months of championing this brilliant existential caper movie and its portrait of a marriage, its trenchant examination of our innate animal instincts - and not to mention its compelling use of tweed and corduroy – I’ve resigned myself to the fact that Fantastic Mr. Fox is not a mass appeal  thing. Maybe if Sandra Bullock had been in it, and the sport depicted was football and not whack-bat, Anderson’s ingenious and charming classic would have been recognized as THE INSIPRED WORK OF ARTISTRY IT IS!
(Deep breath.)
Other neglected films/performances/contributions in -- or not in -- the roster announced Tuesday, as far as I’m concerned:
Nothing but a costume kudo for Jane Campion’s exquisite Romantic poet romance, Bright Star (Abbie Cornish over Sandra Bullock, I say).
No props for Michael Stuhlbarg, who stars as the tormented 1960s college prof in the Coen Brothers’ best picture nominee, A Serious Man (not to be confused with Colin Firth, who was accorded an Oscar nomination for his role as a tormented 1960s college prof in A Single Man).
And In the Loop for best adapted screenplay? (Insert your colorful Armando Iannucci Britspeak expletive here.) What should have gotten that slot: Scott Cooper’s adaptation of the Thomas Cobb novel, Crazy Heart. Or, hey, have I mentioned Wes Anderson and co-writer Noah Baumbach’s brilliant reexamination of the Roald Dahl children’s book about a fox on the prowl for chickens and high-alcohol apple cider?
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010

It’s a small, powerful scene in Crazy Heart: When Jeff Bridge’s Bad Blake, a whiskey-soaked itinerant troubadour, telephones his estranged son, a son he’s never known, to try to meet up and make amends. The voice on the other end is cold, unsympathetic. A reunion isn’t likely.

“At one time, Heath Ledger was going to play the son,” says Scott Cooper, Crazy Heart’s writer and director, in a recent interview. “Obviously, that didn’t happen.” (Colin Farrell, however, does show up in another, uncredited role.) But there was a scene that Cooper shot with Bridges and a local Texas actor in the part that was to have gone to Ledger. Despite, or perhaps because of, that chilly refusal on the phone, Bad Blake heads to Marfa, Texas, and tracks down his estranged progeny. “It’s a powerful moment, but I didn’t have final cut, and there were folks who said we should cut it -- that all of the information was there in the phone call scene.”
Cooper cites William Faulkner’s famous line about giving up the characters and story elements that an author loves beyond reason: “You have to kill your darlings is what Faulkner said. And you have to do that in film, too.”
 
But then Faulkner didn't have DVD extras.
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010

The Jason Bourne trilogy is one of the best franchises out there. The first, 2002’s The Bourne Identity, directed by Doug Liman, surprised the industry, and rocked the box office, with Matt Damon’s killer role as an amnesiac CIA assassin. Volumes 2 and 3, The Bourne Supremacy (2004) and The Bourne Ultimatum (2007), both directed by Paul Greengrass, carried on the tradition, delivering jump-cut action and edgy spy-world storylines. Damon and Greengrass – who collaborated again on the non-Bourne Green Zone, coming in March – had hit their stride.

And then, a few weeks ago, the English director said he'd had enough. While Universal was paying screenwriters to work up viable Bourne 4 scenarios, the director released a statement saying he was no longer onboard. And with no director at the helm, and scripts unknown, Damon’s participation in the third sequel is now anything but certain.
 
And then there’s Spider-Man. The three mega-hits based on the Marvel Comic superhero starred Tobey Maguire as Peter Parker, aka the web-slinger, and were overseen by ace director Sam Raimi.  Spider-Man 3, released in 2007, made more than $890 million worldwide. But with Sony pressing Raimi to deliver Spider-Man 4 for summer, 2011, and Raimi saying he couldn’t (or wouldn’t), the project was shelved. In its stead, Sony has announced a Spidey reboot: Set for summer 2012, the new film will return to Parker’s highschool days, when the teenage misfit first gets bit by that radioactive arachnid. There’ll be a new, younger, Peter Parker, and a whole new cast-- and a new director, too.
 
On Tuesday, Sony announced that Marc Webb, of the modest indie hit (500) Days of Summer and a bunch of music videos (Diddy, Fergie, Green Day), will be helming the multi-million dollar event pic.
In the press release, Webb said: “This is a dream come true and I couldn't be more aware of the challenge, responsibility, or opportunity. Sam Raimi’s virtuoso rendering of  Spider-Man is a humbling precedent to follow and build upon.  The first three films are beloved for good reason.  But I think the Spider-Man mythology transcends not only generations but directors as well.  I am signing on not to ‘take over’ from Sam.  That would be impossible.  Not to mention arrogant.  I’m here because there’s an opportunity for ideas, stories, and histories that will add a new dimension, canvas, and creative voice to Spider-Man
 
Good luck with that. As Spidey himself has opined: “With great powers comes great responsibility.”
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

 

Jeff Bridges for best actor? Gabourey Sibide for best actress? Avatar, best film?
 
Over the past week or two, with the announcements of the Golden Globe nominations, the Independent Spirit Award candidates and the year-end best lists from the National Board of Review (whoever they are), the AFI and key critics organizations (New York’s, Los Angeles’, Kalamazoo, Michigan’s), the contenders for the 2010 Oscars are beginning to take shape.
 
Even though Crazy Heart won’t open here until some time in the new decade, Bridges’ performance as Bad Blake, an over-the-hill, alcoholic country music star, has deservedly put the four-time Oscar-nominee at the top of the list for a best actor prize. (It’s a beautifully crafted turn, and Bridges does his own singing -- of tunes written by T-Bone Burnett.) The plus-size newcomer Sibide is building momentum for a best actress slot for her starring role in Lee Daniels’ Precious. And James Cameron’s epic sci-fi gorilla Avatar could bring Titanic’s King of the World back on the Academy Awards ceremony stage for another best director Oscar. Other titles, and names, to look for: The Hurt Locker, Up In the Air, Up, Fantastic Mr.Fox, George Clooney, Meryl Streep (again), Morgan Freeman (Invictus), Emily Blunt (The Young Victoria) and Carey Mulligan (An Education).
 
Nominations for the 82nd Academy Awards will be announced on Tuesday, February 2. The ceremony is Sunday, March 7.
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Wednesday, December 9, 2009

The ten best movies of the last ten years?

The lists are flying left and right as the Oughts wind down, or wind up, and I’m not proud -- I’ll add my catalog of essential titles to the deliberations. Culling from my year-end best-of lists (and adding one glaring omission – how could I have overlooked the title responsible for the decade’s ultimate movie catchphrase, “I drink your milkshake”?), and revisiting work by the likes of the Andersons (Wes and Paul Thomas), the Coens (Joel and Ethan),  Clint Eastwood and Ang Lee (all with multiple contenders over the last decade), I’ve got the list down to the requisite ten.
 
Here goes (alphabetically):
 
Amelie (2001), with Audrey Tautou as a playing-with-fate café waitress, from the impossibly inventive director Jean-Pierre Jeunet
 
Brokeback Mountain (2005), the heartbreaking gay cowboy love story, with a sad, searing performance from the late Heath Ledger
 
Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind (2004): Even with Jim Carrey in the lead, this is great stuff -- a trippy, goofball study of love and memory, steeped in melancholy
 
Fantastic Mr. Fox (2009), Wes Anderson makes stop-motion animation magic, and offers a witty but profound take on the nature of -- well, human nature. Not to mention the nature of well-dressed, well-spoken foxes, badgers and moles, too. For kids, for adults, for everyone.
 
Into the Wild (2007), Sean Penn directs this Great American road movie, a beautiful tragedy about the need for human connection, and what happens when the quest for solitude turns dark and dire
 
Michael Clayton (2007), George Clooney stars in Tony Gilroy’s endlessly satisfying legal thriller/existential drama (really – it’s been on HBO heavy rotation forever, and never disappoints)
 
Million Dollar Baby (2004), Hilary Swank’s Oscar-winning femme fight flick, with the sage Clint Eastwood guiding her both onscreen and from behind the camera
 
Sideways (2004), an oenophilic road movie and bittersweet romance, with Paul Giamatti as the tortured writer/Merlot hater. Smart, funny, sublime
 
Slumdog Millionaire (2008), Danny Boyle’s whirling Hindi fable about love and destiny, good fortune and cold cruelty, the hardships of life – and the happiness it can bring. (Especially when everybody in the cast starts boogieing crazily as the end credits roll)
 
There Will Be Blood (2007) Daniel Day Lewis is unforgettable as a money-mad oil prospector in Paul Thomas Anderson’s epic about greed, God and going off the deep end in your own private bowling alley
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Wednesday, December 2, 2009

The New Year Parade, Tom Quinn’s heart-stirring independent feature set in the world of Mummery and detailing the impact of divorce on one South Philly family, is like the little engine that could. Debuting at the 2008 Slamdance Festival, where it won the Grand Jury narrative prize, The New Year Parade has hung in there, garnering plaudits at major festivals over the past year and enjoying strong notices during its theatrical runs in New York, Chicago, Philadelphia and other markets.

And on Tuesday, Quinn’s labor of love was there next to Big Fan, Humpday, So Yong Kim’s Treeless Mountain and Tariq Tapa’s Zero Bridge as a nominee for the Independent Spirit Awards’ John Cassavetes prize -- given to the best feature made for under $500,000. (Quinn’s was made for way under that.)

“I'm a bit stunned and a little freaked out by the whole thing, and of course, thrilled,” Quinn reported via email. And now the Philadelphia filmmaker (a big Cassavetes fan, by the way) has to figure out how to pay for his trip to Los Angeles, where the Independent Spirit Awards are handed out on March 5, the same weekend as the 2010 Oscars.
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Tuesday, November 24, 2009

By Odin's beard! May 20, 2011, is the date set for Thor, the big screen adaptation of the Stan Lee-Jack Kirby-created Marvel comic about the Norse god of thunder and his earthbound alter ego, Dr. Donald Blake. Chris Hemsworth, who played James Kirk’s dad in the prologue of J.J. Abrams’ Star Trek, stars as the hammer-wielding one, and Natalie Portman is onboard as Jane Foster, romantic interest. Colm Feore, Anthony Hopkins, Stellan Skarsgard, Stuart Townsend, Samuel L. Jackson (as Marvel cigar chomper Nick Fury), Jamie Alexander, Kat Dennings, Tom Hiddleston and Idris Elba (Stringer Bell from The Wire) have all signed on, for parts big and small, and Kenneth Branagh is directing.

Thor straddles two worlds: the ancient kingdom of Asgard, where he and the other gods -- including his arch nemesis (and half-brother) Loki – do stuff to make the chief God, Odin (Sir Anthony) angry, and New York City circa now, where Thor’s earthbound incarnation, Dr. Blake, struggles to keep his practice going as Congress dithers about a health care plan. (Well, not sure that that story line is getting in...) And then the evil forces of Asgard invade Earth, and all helvete breaks loose.
 
Hope this is good. As a director, Branagh demonstrated prowess and playfulness with his debut, 1991’s private eye noir homage, Dead Again, and he's certainly exercised his Bard jones with adaptations of Hamlet and a trio of jaunty Shakespeare comedies. But how are his CG chops? And when the thunder god starts slinging that uru hammer, Mjolnir, will Branagh know where to put the camera?
 
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Wednesday, November 18, 2009

 

Let’s see, there’s some little thing called New Moon opening Friday, about a moody 18-year-old in love with a palid guy whose skin gets funny in the sun, and there are, um, werewolves in it, and there’s a good little interview with its director, Chris Weitz, in December’s MovieMaker. Weitz, who had the unhappy job of directing another beloved book series adaptation (The Golden Compass – he talks about that, too), doesn’t give away too much plot-wise re Twilight, but he does explain some of his aesthetic parameters (David Lean! Akira Kurosawa!) and also what he thinks New Moon is getting at beyond the “bells and whistles” of the supernatural vampire stuff.
 
“In the case of this movie, the universal experience of being left by someone who you think is your life is not played out as in real life, where they simply don’t call you back,” Weitz tells MovieMaker’s Phillip Williams. "In New Moon, Bella has been left for her own protection and she actually can — by an act of extraordinary bravery and heroism — save the life of the person she loves, who actually loves her. Now that is the fantasy that one concocts in one’s mind when one is dumped, but it rarely gets to be played out. It’s that kind of supernatural skeleton of the movie that allows this to work.”
 
And on the subject of vampire pics, if you haven’t seen Near Dark (Kathryn Bigelow’s dudes-in-a-van vampire western), Let the Right One In (Swedish ’tween bloodsucker gem) or Bram Stoker’s Dracula (Francis Coppola’s operatic adaptation of the classic), they are three to definitely, er, sink your teeth into. 
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Friday, November 13, 2009

Have seen Wes Anderson’s Fantastic Mr. Fox twice now, and am still in awe. The old-school stop-motion animation is dazzling, as are the puppets, the props, the production design…. But it’s Anderson’s and Noah Baumbach’s story, adapted from the Roald Dahl book about an unflappable fox exploring his true nature -- raiding the chicken coops and proving his love for wife (a landscape artist) and son (a slightly “different” sort of kid) against beagles, shotguns and cider floods – that really makes the film so charming, and, well, kind of profound. George Clooney, as the voice of “Foxie” (a newspaper man, by the way), brings the character to life doubly so. Fantastic Mr. Fox is beyond fantastic -- it's the best animated film of the year, and maybe the best cussin' film, period.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Lee Daniels is the West Philly filmmaker who got Halle Berry her Oscar (he produced Monster’s Ball), who talked Kevin Bacon into playing a Philadelphia pedophile (Daniels produced The Woodsman) and had Cuba Gooding Jr. and Helen Mirren entwined in each other’s nakedness on a grassy slope in Fairmount Park for the strange hitman romance, Shadowboxer (Daniels produced and directed).

And now, with Precious: Based on the Novel `Push’ by Sapphire, the fearless Daniels has brought the story of an obese, illiterate 16-year-old black girl who is pregnant by her father to the screen. And Oprah and Tyler, as well as audiences and critics, are talking Academy Award noms for the film and its stars. Whatever you think of the film's sometimes over-the-top depiction of abuse and domestic squalor, Precious, with the 350-lb Gabourey “Gabby” Sidibe in the title role, represents another bold move for the 49-year-old filmmaker.

So, what’s next for Daniels? Two polar-opposite projects, he says: Selma and Miss Saigon.
 
Selma is a moment in time,” Daniels reports. “Just a moment in time about Martin Luther King and Lyndon Johnson…. Did you see Frost/Nixon? It’s sort of like that, and you see a white guy’s perspective go from being a complete racist and the arc of that transitioning into this president who signed major civil rights legislation…. The movie is about how this got to happen. And it’s so beautiful to see, and… you see King for the first time for the man that he was.... Now, that’s a leap from Shadowboxer,” he says, laughing.
 
And Miss Saigon? Daniels is set to tackle the Tony-winning, West End and Broadway smash musical. “I’m working with Cameron Mackintosh on that,” Daniels says. “I like that whole concept of trying to do something that’s not of my world. It’s really a leap.
 
Both worlds are not of my world," he adds. "I’m safe in Precious zone. I know that world, that’s my DNA, it’s inside of me. But the research that needs to be done on both of these: I was a kid during the Vietnam war, so the work that needs to be done there is a lot of work, and the stuff for Selma, I mean, I learned about it in history but to tell the truth and to really give King justice, to do him justice and his memory justice in an honest way, and Lyndon Johnson’s memory – well, it’s work, it’s research. I feel like I’m back in school.”
 
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About Steven Rea
Steven Rea has been an Inquirer movie critic since 1992. He was born in London and raised in New York City, where he graduated from Stuyvesant High School. He graduated from San Francisco State University with a major in English and Creative Writing, and attended the Writers Workshop graduate program at the University of Iowa. His column, "On Movies," appears Sundays in Arts & Entertainment, and his reviews normally run in the Weekend section on Fridays.

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