The Golden Compass

This movie was always going to be something of a disappointment to those (like me) who enjoyed and admired Philip Pullman’s book, and indeed the entire ‘His Dark Materials’ trilogy. Nonetheless, from the perspective of a children’s adventure movie, it is a creditable effort.

The religious elements of the book disappear from the movie, though only in name. We never hear the words ‘religion’ or ‘church’ but the connections between the ‘Magisterium’ (itself an explicitly religious term) of the movie and organized religion is obvious enough, from the garb worn by its priests to the iconography on the walls and ceilings. The genesis story is mildly disguised in its telling, but again, anyone over the age of 13 will be able to connect the dots. And it is a terrifying story, as good a critique of modern Christianity as one could hope for: the attempt by the church to sever the connection between children and their souls in order to render them obedient and safe from sin. Continue reading The Golden Compass

Johnny T—just kidding. Lift

DeMane Davis and Khari Streeter’s low-budget Lift never quite escapes the gravity well of certain over-determined conflicts or plot dynamics, but that’s the only negative thing I’m going to say about it. After reading about this in some article (I think at Slate) about indie films that slip between the cracks, I stuck it on my Netflix queue and found it pretty damn rewarding. Niecy (an excellent, excellent Kerry Washington) is a young woman trying to move past service to more leadership roles at a department store, grappling with a complex relationship with her demanding mother (Lonette McKee), and struggling with a relationship with her trying-to-go-straight (off the pot, off the game) boyfriend (Eugene Byrd). Oh, and she makes a real good living by stealing the very finest of designer products. Continue reading Johnny T—just kidding. Lift

Instead of another Johnny To thread…

…let’s call it “Reconceiving the Action Flick.” I’ve seen in the last week three pretty strong, strange films which seem bound up in the generic constraints of the action film but, with Houdini’s flair, slip the shackles to become (in 2 of the 3) something kind of wonderful, odd, sui generis. Continue reading Instead of another Johnny To thread…