Monday, November 14, 2011

Best Picture Sanity


I am used to a certain built-in detachment from reality when it comes to Oscar predictions.

For example, right now there is a consensus forming that The Help is looking like a good bet for a Picture nomination, while Drive is not getting talked up much outside of Albert Brooks' performance. And you know what? I get it. Bright and feel-good beats dark and strange every time. Even when one is masterful and the other is ineptitude propped up by great actors. Fine. Whatever. I expected nothing better.

But - BUT - you can only push good taste so far before it digs in its heels, puts up its dukes and declares it will take this abuse no longer. At this moment movie writers across the web are taking seriously Harry Potter's chances at a Picture nomination, while at the same time there is nary a word, barely a tiny flea-sized peep, for Asghar Farhadi's A Separation outside of the foreign language category, even though it has been roundly declared a masterpiece by pretty much everyone who's laid eyes on it.

This will not stand.

When folks start writing seriously about Harry Potter as a Best Picture contender I feel I might lose it like Sarah Jessica Parker's character from Ed Wood and start shouting, 


"You people are insane. You're wasting your time on shit. These movies are TERRIBLE!" 

Okay, terrible is way too strong. I've already detailed my disappointment with the series here. There were some highlights to be sure, especially once Chris Columbus was thrown overboard, and there was an undeniable charge to an eighth installment made up entirely of action and emotional payoffs, but when it comes to intelligent people considering any Potter film as a contender for the top honor my indignation stands. That way madness lies.


I cannot follow the logic that says crossing the finish line, and exceeding expectations in the final installment, somehow granted the franchise "due" status. The Academy doesn't meet in a giant conference room and decide to throw certain films a bone after securing nominations for the all the really worthy films. A Picture nomination for Hallows would mean hundreds of people picking up a ballot after watching The Descendants and The Artist and Tree of Life and Moneyball and whatever else you can name and saying to hell with all of them and placing Harry Potter at the top of the list. Give me a break. If that happens I will eat all 759 pages of Deathly Hallows with barbecue sauce.

So I humbly request that going forward everybody diverts their efforts from analyzing the Oscar prospects of The Boy Who Lived and turn them towards reminding everybody that A Separation is eligible in all categories. Here - I'm no great shakes at graphic design but I will get the ball rolling:


There now. Doesn't that feel better?

We are going into the third year with the expanded Best Picture category and still have not seen a foreign title nominated. What's the point of adding more slots if an unequivocal masterpiece can't make the cut even if it is in Persian and has a lousy release date? So let the word go forth: A Separation for Best Picture!

Friday, November 11, 2011

Calling Dick Tracy...

Although pretty much all the buzz I heard leading up to J. Edgar's release focused on Leo's jarringly phony make-up job as old Hoover, I figured it would be the Great Kidman Nose Fiasco of '02 all over again. You know, something that was distracting for a few minutes, and provided for some easy jokes, but ultimately faded away after story and the performance took center stage. 

I was wrong. It's a bona fide disaster. 


There is not a second he is on screen where it is the tiniest bit believable as anything other than an actor straining his neck to hold up ten pounds of latex. I'm supposed to be caught up in the sweep of history and all I could think is that now I know what Leo's character in Titanic looked like a week after the ship sank. The rest of the cast doesn't get off the hook either. Armie Hammer spends half the movie looking like he was just pulled out of a fire, while Naomi Watts is lucky her old age make-up is merely unconvincing and not ridiculous.


It makes me wonder why Clint didn't just shoot in black and white, which is so much more forgiving with make-up and other effects. Pretty much all Eastwood's films from Million Dollar Baby on are B&W films at heart anyway. I find it hard to believe he wouldn't get his way if that's what he wanted. He's Clint friggin' Eastwood. But then that Eastwood aura is probably the reason nobody on set recoiled from the monitor yelling, "Ack!" and advising the production be shut down until another way could be found to tell this story.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

14 Great Under-Appreciated Long Takes

While watching the amazing long unbroken shots in recent films like Shame and Miss Bala it occurred to me that the discussion of the greatest long takes in film history is one that has calcified into the same examples over and over.

Goodfellas and Touch of Evil are always name-checked as the pinnacle of achievement. The Player and Boogie Nights usually rate mentions as new classics. Feature-length experiments like Rope and Russian Ark are mentioned as oddities and depending on how in depth the discussion goes titles like I Am Cuba, Hardboiled, or Snake Eyes might get thrown around.

But with such a wealth of choices out there I submit that there should be more diversity of films under discussion. So what that in mind here are fourteen more shots that deserve to be in the conversation:

1. 
The Messenger (2009) - "Kitchen" 
Length: 8 min 15 sec

Dir. Moverman, Cin. Bukowski

The emotional core of Moverman's bruising drama is this incredible shot, lasting nearly a full reel of film, as war widow Samantha Morton and Casualty Notification Officer Ben Foster dance around the idea of romance as a bandage on their sadness. The benefits of letting a shot play out are on full display here. The camera continually reframes the scene as it unfolds but it’s the actors that control the pacing and create a tension that would have been absent with constant cutting. 

2.
Y Tu Mama Tambien (2001) - "Drinks
Length: 6 min 56 sec

Dir. Cuaron, Cin. Lubezki

This shot from Cuaron's road trip masterpiece might not have the pyrotechnics of the famous extended takes in his Children of Men's but I would put it up against any of them for content. Arriving late in the film, right before the story's simmering tension boils over, Cuaron follows the trio as their inhibitions are washed away in a few rounds of drinking, truth and dancing. The shot climaxing with Maribel VerdĂș delivering a lazy samba right into the camera, after which the sex scene hardly seems necessary.

3.
Do the Right Thing (1989)- "So Much Hate"  
Length: 4 min 22 sec

Dir. Lee, Cin. Dickerson
Right before the film's famous montage of racial slurs Spike Lee stages this long scene with Sal trying and failing to reach an understanding with his hot-tempered son. It's a great example of letting blocking within a shot tell the story. Here it's Sal's Pizzeria versus the outside world, which intrudes in the form of Smiley and the voices of the unseen corner boys. It's a long, sad sigh before launching into the heartbreak and violence of the film's final third.

4.
Hannah and Her Sisters (1986) - "Very Skillfully..." 
Length: 2 min 35 sec

Dir. Allen, Cin. Di Palma

Never one to indulge in unnecessary cutting when one take will work, Woody Allen could field dozens of candidates for this list, but there is something about this shot that sticks with me. The shot's length is essential to how well it works, as both the shot and Caine are in patient control as his voiceover describes how delicately he must proceed in his pursuit of Barbara Hersey. Which serves to makes it all the more effective when he feelings run away with him and he bursts out with his breathless, messy declaration of love.

5.
Eastern Promises (2007) - "Bloody Crawl"
Length: 1 min 7 sec

Dir. Cronenberg, Cin. Suschitzky

Topping off what is arguably the greatest fight scene in modern movies, this shot of the bloody aftermath is not as long as most choices on this list (or the stellar opening to Cronenberg's History of Violence) but I include it because A) it's awesome and B) it so perfectly demonstrates what a film can gain by letting things play uncut. Not only does it fit dramatically - the length of the shot lets us really feel his pain and exhaustion - but it lends the shot's brutal punchline a gasp-inducing impact. Whether or not audiences register it consciously they instinctively believe what they see more when it unfolds sans cuts.

6
Topsy-Turvy (1999)- "Rehearsal"
Length: 2 min 53 sec

Dir. Leigh, Cin. Pope

The pleasure of watching actors really doing the thing the characters are doing is getting lost in an age where one can barely find a shot of a guy standing on a street corner that is not somehow digitally altered. Not so in the work of Mike Leigh. In a wonderful single-shot scene from his brilliant Topsy-Turvy Sullivan runs his stars through "I Am So Proud" from The Mikado, creating theatrical magic right before our eyes. The shot isn't a technical feat - the camera is stationary - but the joy of watching in real time as a masterpiece takes shape is thrilling nonetheless.

7.
The Life and Death of Colonel Blimp (1943) - "Their Mother's Funeral"
Length: 3 min 10 sec

Dir. Powell & Pressburger, Cin. Perinal

One of the cinema's great monologues delivered by Anton Walbrook, it is inconceivable to think of this playing in anything but one unbroken take. The character who we first met as a proud young German soldier is now a tired old man seeking refuge in England during World War II. He chronicles, in steady heartbreaking simplicity, the rise of Nazi party, the loss of his sons to the Hitler youth, and finally how the death of his English wife left him homesick for a country not his own. Powell & Pressburger were smart enough to know that when one has material this powerful best to present it untouched by razors.

8.
Sanjuro (1962) - "Standoff"
Length: 1 min 35 sec

Dir. Kurosawa, Cin. Saito
A classic scene that could only have worked as a long take. In Sanjuro's closing moments Toshiro Mifune's hero has lead the scrappy band of young samurai to victory only to have his last surviving enemy appear and challenge him to a duel. Mifune tries to dissuade him but he refuses to back down and promises to kill everyone present if he lives. And then...nothing. For what feels like an eternity they face each other, motionless. The seconds draw out like minutes until, finally, there is a flurry of action and - well - if you haven't seen it I won't spoil it for you, but once seen it's never forgotten.

9.
Modern Romance (1981) - "100 Ludes"
Length: 3 min 13 sec

Dir. Brooks, Cin. Saarinen

A masterpiece of comic escalation. Trying to forget about his recent breakup and failing spectacularly, Albert Brooks gets bombed on Quaaludes and proceeds to stagger through his apartment crashing into closet doors, making proclamations to his parrot, Petey, and insisting to Bruno Kirby over the phone that really, truly loves him, before hitting him up for more ludes. "I'd like to get maybe a hundred" Brooks says to Kirby's utter disbelief. The longer the take drags on the funnier it gets.

10.
Paths of Glory (1957) - "Official Visit"
Length: 1 min 31 sec

Dir. Kubrick, Cin. Krause

The later shots of Kirk Douglas in the trenches are more iconic, but this earlier scene is more impressive, setting the stage for the whole film in one economically choreographed tracking shot. Cramming reels of exposition into 91 seconds, Kubrick is also able to layer in a twist of dramatic irony to boot. As the effete General Mireau is doling out insufferable platitudes to the troops on his tour of the trenches, Kubrick stages it so that in one shot the General - who is the only one flinching at the explosions - encounters the three men he will later order executed to cover for his own failure.

11.
The White Ribbon (2009) - "Punishment"
Length: 3 min 30 sec

Dir. Haneke, Cin. Berger
One of the central moments in Haneke's meditation on innocence and evil is this beautifully controlled shot. Beginning on the white ribbons of the title as they are gathered by a tearful mother so she may tie them to the arms of her disobedient children to remind them of their essential purity, the camera follows the children as they proceed towards the room where they are to receive a beating from their father. Only the camera stop short, lingering outside as the violence takes place behind closed doors. Leaving crucial elements to the imagination is a Haneke trademark, and White Ribbon, and this shot in particular, is all the more powerful for the director's restraint.

12.
Sullivan's Travels (1941) - "With a Little Sex In It"
Length: 4 min

Dir. Sturges, Cin. Seitz

This opening scene from Preston Sturges' comedy classic moves with such gusto that I doubt one viewer in a hundred notices the technical mastery on display. Getting all the film's set up out of the way in one four minute sprint, the director leaves the famous split-second timing entirely in the hands of his actors. Racking up an impressive number of classic lines ("If they knew what they liked, they wouldn't live in Pittsburgh!") this shot sets the gold standard for teaming rat-a-tat dialogue with clean, unobtrusive camerawork. Legend has it Sturges filmed it all in one take on a dare.

13.
Wings of Desire (1988) - "Library"
Length: 1 min 20 sec

Dir. Wenders, Cin. Alekan

A long unbroken shot can seem like little more than a self-indulgent stunt when dropped into a film unmotivated. On the other hand, when one is deployed as elegantly as Wenders does here, few things elevate a film more. What better way to portray the pair of angels immersing themselves in an ocean of thought than following them into the huge Berlin library as the sounds of people's inner voices wash over them and are eventually joined on the soundtrack with an other-worldly choir. Perfect.

14.
The Verdict (1982) - "Closing Statement"
Length: 3 min 50 sec

Dir. Lumet, Cin. Bartkowiak

Exhibit A for both the benefits and potential pitfalls of doing it all in one shot. It is difficult to imagine a more graceful climax to Sidney Lumet's courtroom masterpiece than this camera move which starts as a wide shot of the courtroom before moving to a medium on Paul Newman delivering his closing arguments and ending on a close up on his pensive expression at the plaintiff's table. But the shot's creative brilliance was little consolation to Lumet when the film came back unusable and he was faced with the prospect of recreating the whole scene from scratch. Lumet was convinced he would never recapture the magic. Luckily he was wrong.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Interview: Pixar's Enrico Casarosa


A little while back I caught a screening La Luna, the newest Pixar short that will play in the front of next year's highly-anticipated Brave after going on a solo tour of film festivals. I can report that it is easily one of Pixar's best. Charming, technically dazzling with beautiful wordless storytelling.

Enrico Casarosa
Afterward I sat down with Pixar story artist Enrico Casarosa who is making his directorial debut with La Luna. It was a pleasant chat, Casarosa had a habit of blowing through my next two questions before I could ask them and he was very obliging on my attempts to peek behind the curtain at Pixar to see how they continually clear the very high bar they set for themselves. Our talk is posted over at The Film Experience: Check it out.

And just so you know where I'm coming from when I say La Luna is one of Pixar's finest, here is how I would rank their top tier:


Top 5 Pixar Shorts

1. Geri's Game (1997) -Simple concept, flawlessly executed. A feature length helping of heart and wit crammed into four minutes, Geri's Game is also notable for being Pixar's first completely successful human character.


2. Night and Day (2010) - An instant classic. Goes on a list brilliant stand-alone concepts like The Dot and the Line and One Froggy Evening. Previous love for Night and Day documented here.

3. La Luna (2012) - This love letter to Italian fables is combination myth and coming-of-age story in one dazzling glowing package. Also, the Michael Giacchino score is one of his best, which is saying a lot. 

4. Presto (2008)- Pixar usually leans towards Disney-style heart over Warner Bros. zaniness but Presto is probably the closest they've come to the anarchic spirit of a Daffy Duck cartoon. Presto mines all the comic potential possible from a duel between a pompous magician, a hungry bunny, and two magic hats in the funniest of all Pixar shorts. 


5. Tin Toy (1988) - Pixar's first Oscar winner, this short may be primitive - the  baby is arguably creepier than the one from Trainspotting - but Tin Toy holds up thanks to the attention to detail, story and character that would become the Pixar hallmark.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Straight Guys for "Weekend"


At one point in Weekend one of the lead characters laments the limited commercial prospects of his art project, an attempt to catalogue the minutiae of his homosexual love life. Gay people, he points out, won't show because it will not be salacious enough for them, and straights will avoid it because they prefer to keep anything involving gay sex on another planet altogether. The bit of dialogue doubles as a sly dig from director Andrew Haigh at the limited box office potential of his own film, which will be lucky to find much of an audience outside the art houses of New York and Los Angeles. And that is a crying shame, let me tell you.

Weekend is a fleeting, instant-connection romance in the tradition of Once or Before Sunrise or Brief Encounter if you want to go way back. It has less of the swooning romance of those titles, but makes up for it with an abundance of unvarnished truth and an emotional impact that sneaks up on the viewer and hits hard in the film's closing scenes. It is on par with the great falling in love segments of Blue Valentine, and almost certainly headed for my top ten at the end of the year. Weekend announces the arrival of a considerable new talent in director/writer Haigh and provides a showcase for two stars in the making: introverted and deeply likable Tom Cullen and the slight, tightly-wound Chris New, who is positively shooting off charisma sparks through this thing.

So why do I see the poster for the movie boasting the Grand Jury Prize at Outfest and feel it being instantly placed firmly in the "easy-to-ignore" category?


I hesitate to even discuss Weekend as a "gay movie" because cinematic love stories this affecting are so rare that discussing the film in terms of its sexuality seriously buries the lede. Weekend has ten times more emotional truth in any one scene than Crazy Stupid Love has in its entire running time. It deserves to be celebrated as an artistic achievement first and foremost, not as some kind of oblique political statement. Weekend treats homosexuality much the way actual gay people do, which is to acknowledge it as as something that sets them apart from the mainstream and informs their character and then move on with the messy business of their own lives. I doubt there will be a single audience member who doesn't relate strongly to this material regardless of where they fall on the Kinsey Scale.

Of course, even audiences open-minded enough to give a romance between two men a chance are still likely to shift in their seats at the movie's matter-of-fact treatment of sexuality, the frankness of which would surely send the MPAA to the fainting couch. Add to this that any flick with this raw indie aesthetic is going to be a tough sell - I would call it Mumblecore except it has none of the sloppiness that has hampered those efforts.


So let's be clear, any bright straight guy interested in good films has to stow his childish squirminess about watching dudes kiss and plunk down some cash to support this movie. If you don't then you forfeit any right to complain when the multiplexes are filled with nothing but Garry Marshall movies named after holidays.