Showing posts with label Oliver Stone. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Oliver Stone. Show all posts

Monday, October 04, 2010

Big is Good.

Jose here.



Money may not sleep but apparently our creativity does. Watching Wall Street the other day I couldn't help but ask myself how is it that technology took a turn on us at some point and now cell phones are going big again?

I know nothing will ever be as big as that brick Gordon Gekko checks out of jail in the sequel...



...but in theory the things we saw back in '87 are still going on today...sorta. It seems that for a while technology was driven towards making everything so tiny. Remember those cell phones that were supposed to be implanted in our molars? With the advent of the i Phone it seems that now all they want is to go back to a reasonable size that makes your hand feel like you are carrying something (have you noticed how hot those things can get sometimes?).

Can this be some sort of cautionary tale about how the excess of the 80's fooled the 90's into downsizing and then the 00's reminded us again about how weak we really are? OK someone stop me before I start sounding like Oliver Stone.

Speaking of which, have you seen it yet? Were you as baffled as I was? Are you more in love than ever with Carey Mulligan? Tell us!

Saturday, June 05, 2010

Friday, May 14, 2010

Cannes Review: Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps, Aurora

Robert here, scouring the internet to give you the latest on the films premiering in Cannes.

In Competition

  • The Housemaid Im Sangsoo's remake of the 1960's film about the chaos caused by a housmaid's affair with her master seems to be continuing the trend of mixed reviews at the festival this year.  Barbara Scharres, courtesy Roger Ebert's Blog says "So much of the pleasure in watching "The Housemaid" comes from being surprised by the unexpected plot developments."  But The AV Club finds it worth of only a "C" grade, calling it "perverse" in many ways.  Similarly, Brad Brevet of Rope of Silicon says "Putting The Housemaid together in my head was an absolute chore."
Special Screening


  • Wall Street: Money Never Sleeps Oliver Stone revisits his 1980's classic to a packed crowd and reasonably good reception.  Anne Thompson at IndieWIRE seems to sum up the films highs and lows.  "The movie follows so many threads and characters that none of them is fully-fledged" she says, but follows it up with, "yet it moves along entertainingly, even if the resolution seems Hollywood pat."  The Guardian is a little less kind with it's two star review.
Un Certain Regard



  • Aurora Cristi Puiu was a sensation several years back with The Death of Mr. Lazarescu.  His latest seems to be drawing similar praise.  IndieWIRE begins their review by calling it "A slow burn thriller taken to the extreme."
    Elsewhere around the internet MUBI has a nice collection of favorite moments (including some about the Romanian film Tuesday, After Christmas, which most publications aren't highly prioritizing.)  And AwardsDaily alerts us to the current odds on the Palme.

      Thursday, April 08, 2010

      Linked & Looped

      MovieFone Anne Thompson gives Sandra Bullock some career advice but...
      Cinematical doesn't so for Uma Thurman. They just worry that it's headed south
      Interview Susan Sarandon grills Carey Mulligan on stardom, Shia and...uh... street walking
      I Need My Fix interesting plastic surgery quote from Demi Moore. That is if any plastic surgery quotes can ever be interesting. People torture actresses about this way too much
      Cracked "How to Write a Nicholas Sparks Movie." teehee

      CHUD 5 movie gimmicks for James Cameron to revive next
      Movie|Line interviews The Doors keyboardist and the subject of Oliver Stone's film is raised. Good candid stuff
      Everything I Know... reviews The Addams Family on Broadway. I'm so sad that I keep hearing such lackluster things. But this often happens with shows with built in audience. Somewhere deep down in the core of the creative team on shows such as these, whether they'd like to admit it or not, they must know that the quality isn't crucial to success

      Finally, Old Hollywood has a choice quote from Tallulah Bankhead, the über quotable. Did any of you had a chance to see the Broadway play Looped? It closes this weekend sadly but I thought it was a good show. And it was definitely up my alley: Old Hollywood gossip, a crazed actress, a Tennessee Williams subplot, even an Oscar conversation. The play is about a looping session for an unintelligible line reading that Tallulah gave in her last film role in 1965's Die! Die! My Darling! You wouldn't think that'd be enough of a concept to sustain a full length Broadway show but the play manages to keep you involved. And I hope the Emmy-winning Valerie Harper (pictured left from the show) is rewarded with a Tony nomination this summer. The Tony voters aren't quite the freaks for mimicry that Oscar voters are but I'm rooting for her nonetheless.

      Wednesday, April 29, 2009

      April Showers, Midnight Express (1978)

      April Showers

      I've always been a little bit a lot perplexed by the famous shower scene in Alan Parker's Midnight Express (1978). I'm not exactly sure why it's in the movie. Midnight Express has, at its best, an expressive physicality and a gritty tactile quality. You often feel like you're right there in the grotty hellish Turkish prison, sweating and suffering along with Billy Hayes (Brad Davis). But the sexual vibes coming off of Midnight Express are at times unfathomable. Is it gay? Is it bi? Is it straight? Is it just horny? Or is its ambiguous eroticism simply a by-product of casting Brad Davis in the lead role?


      As warm up to the famous shower scene we get a montage detailing the friendship of Billy and Erich (Norbert Weisser) a fellow prisoner. They've been in this hellhole for years. They do yoga together. They bathe each other. They even duet on a private meditation mantra...
      Monastery. Cloister. Cave. Prison
      They lock eyes while chanting this repetitive phase. Billy drops his head with sadness at the word "prison" and we dissolve to a shot of the intimate friends showering together. In the steam Erich tenderly grabs Billy's soapy hand, slides his hands up Billy's body and pulls him slowly into a passionate kiss. Billy hesitates and then fully reciprocates.


      Here's the curious part.

      Moments after he's begun passionately kissing Erich back, he pushes him away. Lifts his hand to kiss it, shakes his head in a strangely condescending manner (I love you but I'm not that way) and exits the shower. Despite his willingness to work out, chant, bathe and lock lips with his friend... he draws the line at sex.

      Erich is understandably bummed.


      Never mind sequential logic. Never mind that Billy has gone for years without sex. Never mind that he's already comfortable kissing, being bathed by and getting naked with Erich. Never mind that the real life Billy Hayes actually did have consensual sex with fellow prisoners according to his autobiography. In Oliver Stone's Oscar nominated screenplay, "Billy" isn't having it. This scene has always utterly confused me on a basic human level, sexual orientation being beside the point. I'm gay but if you threw me in a prison for years and my only option for human tenderness was sex with a girl I liked who was into me? I wouldn't shake my head and walk away. I'd be... 'how often, when, where and what position? Let's go!'

      I recently saw the elusive picture Girlfriends (also from 1978) and there's an oddly parallel sequence: the lead character's new female roommate begins to caress her shoulder and tries to kiss and undress her. Our heroine gently pushes the misguided girl's hand away and quietly says "no." I can only come to the reductive conclusion that in 1978 this was exactly the way liberal Hollywood felt about the gays -- tolerated them, kinda dug them on an one-on-one basis, but were still totally weirded out by them. The sequence in Girlfriends is a throwaway and doesn't interrupt the movie's flow. In the case of Midnight Express, the filmmakers seem to be letting their own sexual prudishness get in the way of narrative logic. Answer me this: If Billy wasn't going to have sex with Erich, why was their foreplay still included in the movie?
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      Tuesday, April 14, 2009

      April Showers, Sean Penn

      april showers, daily @ 11

      A mischievous devil sent me these snaps of Sean Penn showering for Oliver Stone's U Turn (yes I'm liable to use pics if you send any) I assume this is a hint to discuss it, but I haven't seen the movie.


      What, pray tell, is with the canted overhead shot of his body? And why does Sean appearing to be swallowing the water in both shots? Is he washing out his mouth after offending someone? He's never been one to hold his tongue so it's a definite possibility.

      <--- Penn all washed up.

      Or maybe it's just an odd shot because it's part of Oliver Stone's lost period. Some people feel he lost his way after JFK, but I'm inclined to believe that NBK was even better and worked precisely because of its delirium, a filmmaker unhinged. But what's been going on since? U-Turn, Any Given Sunday, World Trade Center, Alexander? And why was "W." so weirdly tentative about so many of its impulses, both satiric and otherwise?

      And Sean Penn. Do you fancy him gritty or cleaned up?