Frankly, there may not be a more charming film in existence than "Babe". The story of an orphan pig who tries to find his place in the hierarchy of the farm is just too sweet not to love. It charmed the hell out of us back in 1995 when my kids were seven and nine. I took the youngest with me to this screening, she is now thirty-seven and she still loves it. (She will deny it, but I suspect it played a big part in her aversion to pork).
This film won the Academy Awards for effects the year it came out, over the shots of a space launch and rescue mission in "Apollo 13". That win should be an indicator as to how animation and CGI were soon to dominate the film landscape. This was also the same year as "Toy Story" so you can feel the earthquake and aftershocks with those two movies.
James Cromwell received a big boost to his career after this, and we were very sad that we missed him at the TCM Film Festival, talking about this movie, back in April. We did get to see it on the big screen through the "Paramount Summer Classic Film Series" and although it was promoted as a kids matinee, there were plenty of adults there to share in the pleasure of our talking pig hero "Babe". The relationship between Farmer Hoggett and his pig is a complicated one with a couple of grim moments, but Cromwell makes a joyous human who learns to trust his instincts and his porker buddy.
The Greek Chorus of Mice that introduce the various chapters of the story, are still amusing 30 years later, and when the lead sheepdog, swallows his pride to get help for "Babe" from the sheep, we get a few life lessons as well. I do think having a duck do the rooster's duties would be a lot of fun here at the house.
This movie was such a change up from the shark serial killer movie of the previous evening. Maybe all double features should work this was as a one-two punch, start with something hard hitting and then finish with something heartwarming. Two good days at the movies.
It was fifty years ago, this month, that "Jaws" the greatest film of the last eighty years, first dropped into our collective culture. Ever since that day, film makers have been striving to recapture the essence of the film. Some have stuck to the basic horror narrative, using the sharks as a monster to hook us into watching. A few films (especially TV movies) have tried to parody shark films into action comedies with varying degrees of success. Only occasionally, has a shark film created a aura that was reminiscent of the classic, "The Shallows" being the most recent example I can think of. This new film, "Dangerous Animals" tries a different approach and succeeds in getting the tension right, and the horror appropriate. It is not anything close to the quality of film that "Jaws" is, but it has some things going for it that make it my favorite film of the year so far.
If you watch the trailer, you will understand the premise very quickly. We have a serial killer whose method of murder is feeding his live victims to ravenous sharks while the victim is still alive. This is potentially a gruesome horror film that could be classified as exploitation, except for the fact that director, Sean Byrne, has learned his Spielberg lessons well. Instead of extended scenes of sharks dismembering the poor subjects of the killers plans, we see just enough to be terrified, but not enough to be revolted. There is blood in the violence, but it is not the over the top fountains of a horror film like "The Monkey". If ever a horror movie could claim to be in gory good taste, this one is probably it.
The big advantage that this movie has over other exploitation films is that it has two dynamic characters that are really interesting. The main character is Hassie Harrison, as Zephyr, an itinerant American, surfing the coast of Australia. She is emotionally damaged, we can see that, but she is not unreachable as her one night stand with a friendly local explores. She is also not a mere damsel in distress. She is smart, resilient, and relentless in trying to fight back against the antagonist. Zephyr is not simply going to resign herself to a fate that she becomes an eyewitness to, she is going to struggle in any way possible to keep living. She may not be the easiest character to love, but she is clearly one that we are happy to root for, time and time again.
One of the faults of some thrillers is the good luck that the victims sometimes run into, which allow them to escape and give us unearned hope. This movie turns that trope on it's head. It is the killer who ends up with all the good luck on his side as he repeatedly thwarts Zephyr in her escape plans. Jai Courtney is Tucker, the deranged serial killer who can mask his evil with an avuncular round of "Baby Shark" one moment, and then a knife in the throat the next. I have seen in in half a dozen other movies over the last few years and he always seemed to me to be a guy who was just missing it. An actor who would have occasional moments but never enough to be memorable. He was bland as you could get. This film however, gives him a part that is screaming for some charisma, and he delivers. Courtney has the glint in his eye of a maniac, and the physical form of a damaged brute. It is impossible to take your eyes off him when he is on screen and that says something because his counterpart is attractive as heck and in a bathing suit for most of the film.
The script allows us to believe a few things that are unbelievable. The brief fling that Zephyr has with local Moses, becomes for him an obsession, only in a good way. The fact that Moses and Zephyr are surfers and they are connected by a particular beachfront spot, becomes a key point in building up a chance that Tucker could somehow be derailed. Zephyr knows what is coming because she also meets Heather, a fellow pawn in Tucker's twisted game. If there is any heart in the film outside of the truncated love story, it is in the few minutes that Heather and Zephyr share as they await their fate.
Sharks are in the film, but first time screenwriter Nick Lepard and director Byrne, seem to know that the fish are the least dangerous animals in the food chain of this thriller. Their role is kept to a supporting part, which makes them all the more effective when they do come into play. For some reason, this film is not getting many screens or much publicity, which is really unfortunate because, like the mother of all shark films, it is really not a horror film as much as it is a thriller. I know it is produced in partnership with Shudder, which is a horror outlet, but you are selling the movie short if you keep it in that box. This is a great twist on the great white, and in spite of the fact that it is being promoted as from the producers of the excretable "Longlegs" you should seek it out.
[Just a clip from the film, because the official Trailer gives away too much]
I want to be careful not to classify this as an Indian film because I believe it comes from Pakistani filmmakers. Still it is set in London, so it is in English and takes place for the most part in a western environment. This movie caught me completely off guard, I really had no idea what it was about, I just know that Amanda and I had talked about seeing it a year or two ago and we never got around to it.
The fact that it was playing at the Paramount for the Summer Classic Movie Series was just serendipity. As it turns out the movie is largely a martial arts fantasy featuring two sisters of Pakistani heritage, struggling to find their place in the world, and not getting much assistance from anybody else. I was a little worried at first that I would not be able to distinguish the two actresses because they have similar appearances, but that thought disappeared after just a couple of minutes. Both actresses are young and quite lively and lovely.
Although it is a martial arts film it did remind me a little bit of “Bend It Like Beckham", where a girl who is an outsider because of her heritage, struggles with friendships with her Western counterparts.” Polite Society” however goes over the top in creating what is almost a James Bond type of Adventure, based on some strange motivations that when they are revealed are quite hysterical. The performances at first are deliberately exaggerated, but the writers and the director clearly have an affinity for the characters, in particular our lead actress Priya Kansara. She plays Ria, a high school student who wants to be a stunt woman, that's her goal in life and nobody seems to feel like she's really thinking very practically. Ria does get reluctant support from her sister Lena played by Ritu Arya, but her sister has her own problems.
There's a lot of cross-cultural humor, particularly in regard to the courtship of the older sister and a handsome biomedical researcher from a wealthy family. The passions of the younger sister can simply not be contained and they spill over in a lot of hilarious ways. Frequently her frustration is manifested by her attempts to engage in some of the acrobatic martial arts practice by her stunt woman idol.
There's plenty of music in the film, a mix of Rock and more traditional Eastern Tunes. There are needle drops for everybody. There's also some clever camera work and the cinematography which does a nice job conveying different locations and moods. The music and cinematography are hilariously used to create a mood around the potential villain of the piece. If you see the film you'll know what I'm talking about. It's the filmmaking style that creates a caricature of the preening and domineering woman who may be a threat.
There's also a dance number, that I know is not a Bollywood Style, but the mood that it sets is very similar to those that you might have seen in a movie Made in India, although the music and the dance are certainly not repetitive of those Indian styles.
The story takes a couple of interesting turns, and just when you're set to believe that we're looking at some woman's fantasy and overreaction, her paranoia is revealed to be justified. The conflict between creating Trust with her family, after the way she has been behaving, creates a lot of the humor in the last part of the film. Ultimately however the movie is familial friendly.
I laughed on a regular basis, prizes that came with this creative variation of a romantic comedy mashed up with a James Bond Thriller. “The gods whispered to the warrior, 'You will not withstand the fury.' The warrior whispers back, 'I am the fury!' Have fun.
Monday Night we returned to our summer house, the Paramount Theater in Austin Texas, to enjoy a 35mm screening of "Sunset Blvd", from writer/director Billy Wilder. This poison pen love letter to Hollywood is suspenseful and reflective of the cutthroat nature of the film business. The industry has changed a lot since 1950, but some things remain the same. Writers are neglected by audiences as part of the film making process, in spite of the fact they are essential. Older stars are abandoned with indifferent cruelty, after all, who wants to see the elderly in a romantic clinch? And finally, the grasping secondary people will sell off their self respect to make it in the world.
Norma Desmond is a rich but washed up silent movie star, who clings to a dream of being relevant and being adored by an audience. Gloria Swanson does a magnificent job of conveying her delusional self image while also grasping at the desperate attempts she makes at holding onto the dream. William Holden is cynical and callous enough as the down on his luck screenwriter, who allows himself to be snagged like a fly in Norma's web. He is not guilt free, but we can empathize with every character in the movie, and he is our main protagonist.
The black and white photography, the dark themes and a femme fatale all qualify "Sunset Blvd" as a Noir film. The floating body of the protagonist at the start of the film does the same in spades. The behind the scenes views of Hollywood in the golden age also make this film, unlike any other movie of the era. The below the line talent hangs out at Schwab's drugstore, they part like normal people on New Years Eve and they are malleable to circumstances like everyone else. Betty Schaffer may be an innocent run over by the system in pursuit of stepping up in class, but she was also willing to abandon her love interest for a more promising prospect, at least until she found out who he really was.
When my daughter was still in school at USC with a minor in film, we took in a screening of "Sunset Blvd" at the Arclight Theater in Hollywood. Just to show her how steeped in film the whole town was and is, I drove straight up the street that we turned out of the parking garage on, and drove four blocks up to Joe Gillis apartment. It is still there, exactly where he said it was in the opening of the film. That is a pleasant memory of Hollywood, "Sunset Blvd" reminds us all, that the fantasy comes at a price.
We missed the opening weekend of the Summer Classic Film Series because of our trip to NYC to see four shows (The Outsiders, Othello, Stranger Things, and Death Becomes Her), but we are back this week with a vengeance, seeing films three nights in a row. That might help explain why things are a little behind on the blog right now.
Sunday we saw "Dr. Strangelove: Or How I learned to stop worrying and love the Bomb". This is one of my favorite Kubrick films but it was the first time I watched it in a theater with an audience and boy does it still work. People were laughing at all the little bits of satire and at the preposterous characters in the film. I did notice this time that about halfway through the film, the character of the President changes dramatically. This was mostly in aid of the comedy rather than fidelity to the story, otherwise I have no quibbles.
Here is an extended look at the film that Amanda and I did a few years ago.
There are plenty of posts about the movie Jaws on this site, and I'm going to be writing more in the near future because I'm seeing the film again at least twice this summer. So I'm going to digress a little bit on this post and just talk about the experience rather than the movie itself.
The screening was at the Alamo Drafthouse at the Mueller location on the east side of Austin . We have been to this theater several times before and frankly it's not our favorite. It requires that we park in a structure that requires us to login and pay in an online app. We do get validation for the time we're at the theater, so it's not the fact that we have to pay that is the problem, it's just the technical process that is a little annoying.
The theater is located about 30 miles from our house, and we left a good hour and a half early because we want to be at the theater well before the movie starts to take in the pre-show videos and trailers that Alamo curates for us. Also we usually order dinner so we want to get there so that our meal arrives before the movie actually starts. All of those plans went to hell when we got on the highway and the rain started coming down. We had a torrential downpour of biblical proportions, and it was complicated by high winds and hailstones that were usually golf ball sized but sometimes even bigger. I had to slow down on the drive, put on my hazard lights and struggled to see the cars in front of me on the road. We finally got a break in the rain and we got to the parking garage just in time for an even stronger deluge of hail, and rain that was mostly blowing sideways. We stood in the parking garage for about 15 minutes waiting for a break. When the hail stopped we made a run for it but we're careful not to run on the ice because it would have been easy to slip and fall. However that care meant that we were in the rain long enough to be completely soaked when we got into the theater.
The theater complex has individual bathrooms that are gender neutral and then sinks outside of the toilets that are available for everybody to use. They didn't have the hand blowers that would have been helpful in drying off our clothes before we went into the theater. I had to run a couple of paper towels through my hair to dry it enough to feel like I wasn't still swimming in the ocean.
This was a movie party, and as you've probably seen before the movie parties at Alamo include some props. We got a shark fin foam hat, we got a bath bomb in the shape of the Orca, and we got a small inflatable life preserver with a simulated bite taken out of it, maybe I can use it to float a drink in the pool. I also participated in a game before the show where two people competed for the prize shark head popcorn bucket. Unfortunately for me, the game consisted of a contest to draw on a chalkboard a shark. I need a ruler and a compass to draw a straight line or a circle, so I knew I wasn't going to be winning right from the beginning. I had fun anyway.
As usual the movie was great, and as I said before I'll write about it again a couple times this summer. I can say that when I'm looking for details that I didn't always pay attention to in my previous 137 screenings, I noticed that the kids on the beach at the start of the film did in fact have some crab legs that they were gnawing on.
Although I didn't win the shark head bucket, the hostess for the show did say that it was available for purchase at the concession or concierge stand. So when the movie was done we thought we would be able to finally get this prized addition to our popcorn bucket collection. Imagine our frustration however when the concierge station was closed and we looked at the buckets that were sitting across the counter on a Shelf and we're unable to purchase one. Another frustrating experience on this excursion.
2 days later we did make a trip down to the Lakeline Alamo, and Amanda dashed in in the hopes that she would be able to get one of those popcorn buckets. Lo and behold we scored.
For more than a decade now people have been making films that attempt to just string together long action sequences to make a movie that is definitively 100% active. Usually there's a brief set up followed by a long string of action set pieces, combat sequences, and a variety of gunplay. This formula works as long as the events make sense, and the actors are well cast. “Fight or Flight” does a pretty good job of these things and it makes the wise decision to cast Josh Hartnett in the lead role.
Harnett was at one time the next big thing, but he never quite crossed over as a success in a big movie. He has had a good career, but he's also had a bit of a Renaissance in the last couple of years. He was in last year's “Trap”, and he's had a couple of supporting roles in movies that have made good use of the screen presence that he offers. This movie fits him like a glove. It requires him to be a little bit older, appear on screen in a sort of a scuzzy form, and at the same time allow him to be a badass. It works.
There's also something about planes in the air in the last couple of years. Earlier this year we had the Mel Gibson and Mark Wahlberg thriller” Flight Risk". This took place in a small plane, whereas” Fight or Flight" takes place on a regular airliner. That means there is enough room to run around, occasionally hide out, and sometimes dispatch the bad guys in a bathroom or luggage compartment. Hartnett plays a former federal agent who is getting a chance to get back in the game and his controller, a former love interest, is manipulating him remotely. .
Of course there is a plot twist and the original goal of the mission gets somewhat inverted. Hartnett’s character ends up with a couple of unusual allies, which allows for a lot more martial arts action, including some of the wild variety of acrobatics that people have come to expect in modern martial arts sequences. Does any of it make any sense? The answer is no, but you won't care because you'll have a good time watching all of the Mayhem. Look, we get a pleasant lead, and a couple of fun turns in the storyline, for an action picture that is usually sufficient.
Don't stay home on Friday night to watch this on a streaming service, you should still go out and do something fun. However you'll be happy to watch this on a night when you shouldn't be compelled to socialize and you just want to veg in front of the TV.
