Month: November 2005

What happens when you lose track of movies as stories, as self-contained constructed objects, and start thinking of them as ghostly records of dead people moving through lost locations in a piece of time that you can never recover? What do you say to that, Mrs. Jean-Paul?

1. They are good with bombs, beer, and whimsy. Make that and/or.

2. The older they get, the more likely they are to win the lottery. And, it goes without saying, our hearts.

3. Unwed mothers are irascible but firmly loving of their bastard children.

3a. Irish children are filthy.

4. The British are snooty, snotty, and humorless. No need for the and/or. (And, yes, this means you, Howell. And Stokes, if you still peep in.)
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I was hoping to see ‘Syriana’ today but it turns out that there are no “selected movie theaters” in Ohio, so I watched ‘Jarhead’ instead. It was much better than I expected, given the way the trailer is cut and the New York Times review. ‘Three Kings’ is the obvious comparison, and it lacks the absurdism of that movie and its emotional detachment from either war or the main characters. ‘Jarhead’ is not as good a movie as ‘Three Kings.’ But it is trying to do different things, and it ends up being a pretty damn good movie.

A few random thoughts. First, its subversiveness is more clumsy and obvious than ‘Three Kings,’ but it is nonetheless devastating. The failed equipment, the charred bodies on the Highway of Death, the way the first Gulf War was oversold, the stupidity of the military commanders, all add up to an indictment of the war, and the connections to what is happening today are made quite clear.
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Maybe I should post this under the Jesus Silverman thread–but bloggengruppenfuhrer Chakladar can make that decision later, if he so chooses. Borat lives! Given our conversation there about ‘mocking’ racism, I’m curious how people respond to Sascha Baron Cohen’s trio of disruptive personae? In particular, Borat, getting a crowd of country-western fans to sing “Throw the Jew Down the Well”….

For the trivia fans: Seth Rogen was writing for Da Ali G Show… and I hear Borat will be the star of his own film in the not-distant future.

what special editions and gift boxes are you lusting after for the holidays? I go to the criterion collection website and get quite dizzy. of course, if i get any of these items i will receive puzzled looks and questions from my family (what kind of movie is that? that looks dull…etc. etc.) but I want Criterion’s Le Samourai, The Wages of Fear, L’Eclisse, The Leopard and Fassbinder’s “BRD Trilogy” (Marriage of maria Braun, Lola and Veronika Voss). i also lust after the Val Lewton collection coming out. and though I am generally opposed to music box sets and question my need for another version of Blitzkrieg Bop, I am inexorably drawn to “Weird Tales of the Ramones” which includes a DVD and a comic booklet. some of the boxed sets fill me with anger–the laurel and hardy “collection” includes their most painful film Utopia which is only there because it is not under copyright protection while most of their classic silents are totally unavailable; the steve mcqueen collection includes a bore like The Thomas Crown Affair while totally neglecting Hell is for Heroes, the coen brothers collection includes Intolerable Cruelty but not Miller’s Crossing, etc. etc. and when i see the glittering collections for the simpsons, futurama, monty python, ren and stimpy, aqua teen hunger force, the prisoner, etc. i weep with despair at my financially marginal position–all that neatly packaged nostalgia and culture, all those commentaries, all those anecdotes lost to me!!! but who exactly is buying the boxed sets of Diagnosis Murder?

Pondering Frisoli’s comments about movie critics. Presumably an obvious defense for movie critics would be that they cannot take advantage of the conversational nature of a blog. A.O. Scott cannot assume that the average reader of his review this week, read his review of a different movie three months ago. So it is next to impossible to develop an argument, still less to circle back to modify an argument or admit that you wrong the first time around. And of course the whole thing is monological so the movie critic has no particular reason for modifying his/her views. The value of the blog is that it is dialogical, and it has a history of shared understandings (or disagreements) to which we can continually return.

That said, and having got to use the words ‘monological’ and ‘dialogical’ outside of class, it is still hard to understand why most movie critics are so bad. I have a particular dislike of David Denby, who seems to suck the life and enjoyment out of every movie he reviews – a veritable Dementor among movie critics – and simply doesn’t appear to actually like movies. But he is scarcely alone. So, which movie critics do people on this blog read/listen to and what do you think of them? For me it is Denby and Lane at the New Yorker, whoever is reviewing at the New York Times, and David Edelstein. Anyone I should be reading?

I would guess that Harry Potter is an awkward franchise for this blog; the bloggers are too old and their kids are too young to have to pay attention to the movies. Still, I thought it was worth a quick post.

The fourth Harry Potter movie does some things effectively. There are some fine action sequences, particularly the three tests. The claustrophobic underwater scenes of the second test, and the broad expanse of mist hanging over the maze for the third test build tension and give the whole movie a darker feel than the earlier ones. The teenage romance scenes are pretty horrible, but not quite as cloying as I anticipated. You get a good sense of the disgust felt by 14 year old boys at the prospect of having to deal with girls (or at least you get a good sense of the disgust that adults think 14 year old boys will feel). And the adult acting is superb. Brendan Gleeson is excellent, and Ralph Fiennes manages to be menacing without going completely over the top. His nose is the perfect replica of a snake’s.
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