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Monday, August 30, 2010

Flashback: Best of the 90s (Pt. 2)

Start with Pt 1 of this 90s Flashback... if you're confused about what's going on. To make a long story short, I'm excerpting items from an old zine I wrote in Spring 2000, during the first year of the website. Yes, I was originally juggling too many things. Why that's not like me AT ALL.

We previously covered my dated lists for Actors, Supporting Actresses and Supporting Actors -- lists I don't agree with in full anymore (though the supporting actresses list I quite like still). So now we move on to Picture and Actress.

Best Actress
Top ten chronological order. What follows is original text from the magazine, with the winner in bold text. I had purposefully excluded 1999 which is why you don't see Kate Winslet for Holy Smoke or Hilary Swank for Boy's Don't Cry though here's what I wrote about Swank in that same zine...

I'm rooting for Swank on Oscar night. But I must express concern that she could turn into Elisabeth Shue and only have this one great role in her.
Ha. I was right but it's funny in retrospect to have proof that I had no animosity at all (I love Shue). I mean I wasn't giving the Swankster mean nicknames or spoofing my own hatred of her and I was actually rooting for her to win that first time. It was that damn disingenuous "girl from a trailer park" campaigning and the second win that rubbed me in directions wrong and wrongest. [sic]
  • Anjelica Huston, The Grifters (1990)
    Her daring unsympathetic work tore through the screen.
  • Jodie Foster, The Silence of the Lambs (1991)
    Clarice Starling is one for the history books.
  • Susan Sarandon & Geena Davis, Thelma & Louise (1991)
    I'm loathe to separate this duet, so I shan't.
  • Michelle Pfeiffer, Batman Returns (1992)
    Meow. Her funniest most magnetic star turn this decade.
  • Emma Thompson, Howards End (1992)
    She shone as the passionate but centered Margaret Schlegel
  • Juliette Binoche, Three Colors: Blue (1992 [sic] it was actually 1993. I think I was avoiding a certain 1993 problem in my head! read on.)
    A mystifying transcendent performance.
  • Holly Hunter, The Piano (1993)
    One of our finest comic actresses in her best dramatic work.
  • Elisabeth Shue, Leaving Las Vegas (1995)
    No one knew she had this in her but I'm glad she did.
  • Frances McDormand, Fargo (1996)
    An expert comic performance that owns the great film.
  • Helena Bonham-Carter, Wings of the Dove (1997)
    She gets better and better and this is the top.
Hmmm. Looking back I'm confused why Julianne Moore [safe] isn't listed. I was also a bit surprised that Meryl Streep's Postcards From the Edge didn't factor in but then I remembered that it took quite some time before Meryl Streep's "Suzanne Vale" started threatening to be my favorite of her character gallery.

1993 was too good a year in Best Actress. Too many riches.

And I'm a touch surprised to see Juliette Binoche there though I think the performance is a hypnotic icy marvel. The film was released in the States in 1993 which means that I'd have to bump Michelle Pfeiffer from The Age of Innocence off of my best actress 5 that year (*sniffle*) which would leave me with Holly Hunter, The Piano (winner) and nominees: Angela Bassett, What's Love Got to Do With It; Juliette Binoche, Three Colors: Blue; Stockard Channing, Six Degrees of Separation and Emma Thompson, Much Ado About Nothing (previously discussed) none of whom I am able to part with. Sorry 'Chelle! It hurts me more than it hurts you.

Best Picture
[Chronological Top Ten. Winners in bold red. What follows is original text. 1999 I had originally excluded as it had just ended and I was still deciding on "bests" for that year.]

Heavenly Creatures and Porn Stars
  • Beauty & The Beast (1991)
    Best cartoon of the decade. The genre has thankfully exploded since this.
  • THELMA & LOUISE (1991)
    Eternal thanks fo Ridley, Callie, Susan & Geena. Best road trip of the decade.
  • Husbands and Wives (1992)
    Allen's best film of the 90s. Its status will grow in time, trust me.
  • Trois Coleurs (1992-1994)
    Have this experience! Kiezlowski's enthralling spiritual trilogy.
  • THE PIANO (1993)
    Jane Campion's painterly erotic masterwork.
  • Schindler's List (1993)
    I hate to include Spielberg but he actually deserved the kudos on this one. (recently discussed at the blog)
  • Heavenly Creatures (1994)
    Peter Jackson's surreal mood juggling giddy nightmare.
  • Dead Man Walking (1995)
    Tim Robbins enthralling and enormously moving death row drama.
  • Boogie Nights (1997)
    P.T. Anderson's mega-entertaining superbly acted porn-opus.
  • Wings of the Dove (1997)
    Vastly underrated James adaptation by Iain Softley and a trio of fine actors.
The "runners up" listed were Edward Scissorhands, Howards End, Pulp Fiction, Queen Margot, Babe, Fargo and The Truman Show. And my three favorites of 99, listed elsewhere in the zine were Being John Malkovich, Run Lola Run and All About My Mother. (I've always enjoyed Lola but I didn't remember it as that high up!)

Some notes: It appears that I was in love with the word "enthralling" in Spring 2000. I guess I could not choose an adjective for Heavenly Creatures so I just went with all of them. I was also, not yet dead set against "ties". The Piano (see my review) now holds the throne on its own and those porn stars, waitresses on the run and murderous teen girlfriends continue to sit nearby as ladies in waiting to "Best Film of the 90s." (And yes, I do still think Beauty & The Beast is the best animated film of the 90s. Sorry Toy Story and Princess Mononoke) The rest of the list would need a seriously rethink or overhaul.

And if that weren't enough -- you're all "please stop. It's 2010!" yeah, yeah, we'll get back to it -- here were some other fighting words back then. Original Text follows. I can't totally stand by all of this since it's 10 years ago that I wrote this and I haven't seen at least half of the films since. Plus, I seemed to have had a distinct distaste for films with negative messages. But here's what I wrote ten years ago...
The World is Stone Pt 1 (Unjustly aborted movie children i.e. the most underrated films of the 90s.)
  • One True Thing
    Dismissed as just a fine Streep film. Sorry, try again. Just a fine film.
  • Velvet Goldmine
    Time has lifted [safe] to grand cinema status. Same thing will happen to Todd Haynes' most electric film.
  • Strange Days | Nell | The Ref
    Not classics but severely and rudely underrated.
  • Queen Margot
    This film floors me. Luscious. Epic. Incredible.
  • Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me
    You might want to hate it but you'll learn to love it.
  • Truly Madly Deeply
    A rarely insightful look at the mourning process with two terrific lead performances.
  • Batman Returns | Mars Attacks
    Burton's least appreciated. Funny and clever films.
  • Living Out Loud | Home for the Holidays
    The first was widely shrugged off, the second universally hated. I'll never get why. Holly Hunter is perfection in both.
  • Men Don't Leave
    An emotional stunner with Jessica Lange in top form.
  • Romeo + Juliet
    The media tried to reduce it to "Shakespearean MTV" when it's a visually inspired experience. DiCaprio and Danes briefly gave Young Hollywood a good name.

The World is Stone Pt 2 (spoiled brats - overrated films of the 90s)
  • LA Confidential
    Didn't anyone else find the ending a major cop out?
  • Deconstructing Harry
    One of Woody's worst. Childishly vicious.
  • Henry Fool
    A revered arthouse film that's so pretentious I felt like tearing at my skin.
  • Forrest Gump | Saving Private Ryan
    Two ultra adored patriotic Tom Hanks blockbusters with scary political implications or simplified messages.
  • In the Company of Men
    It's just inert as a film. Lifeless even in all its bile.
  • Braveheart
    Mel Gibson's sick, homophobic, bloodthirsty operatically self-indulgent mess. Won the Oscar of course.
  • Casino
    Just when I was sick to death of it, I realized it was only halfway over. Repetitious, ugly, and revered based solely upon the name in the director's chair.
Hmmm.

Many many people have told me I should love Casino (1995) as they do. Perhaps I wasn't in the right place? But I still remember the visceral hatred of it in the movie theater ... so I'm scared to go back. I rarely employ "pretentious" as a kneejerk insult now so I wonder what I'd think of Henry Fool today? I still have plenty of hate for Forrest Gump (see recent proof) and Braveheart (see recent proof) but I am confused at the dismissal of LA Confidential which is obviously a goodie.

Things I have no memory of: Hating In the Company of Men or loving One True Thing.

What were your favorite and least favorites of the 1990s back in 2000?
How is the list different now?

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Saturday, July 10, 2010

Adrien Brody, Posterized

Oscar winner Adrien Brody is back in theaters with Predators (i.e. Predators 5: A Reboot??? I don't know. I don't follow these things) and it arrives so shortly after his last sci-fi effort Splice... why not feature him? We never discuss him and isn't there plenty to discuss. As in WTF with his career? I can't include all 35 movies so I thought we'd pick up just where things got interesting.

Though he's had his share of straight to DVD or barely released indies over the years, he actually started off with quite a few classy projects with the likes of Steven Soderbergh (King of the Hill) and Francis Ford Coppola (New York Stories). He reportedly expected Terrence Malick's The Thin Red Line (1998) to be his film-carrying breakthrough but Malick's film was so fluid in the telling that many famous actors were entirely deleted in the final cut and Brody's part was drastically reduced. The film ended up being a breakthrough showcase for Jim Caviezel instead. Though really, let's be honest, the star of all of Malick's movies is Malick himself.

But Brody's reputation as a quality actor was growing all the time and acclaimed directors like Spike Lee, Barry Levinson and Ken Loach were next...

Summer of Sam (99) | Liberty Heights (99) | Bread and Roses (00)

Love the Hard Way (01) | Affair of the Necklace (01) | Dummy (02)

The Pianist (02) | The Singing Detective (03) | The Village (04)

The Jacket (05) | King Kong (05) | Hollywoodland (06)

Darjeeling Limited (07) | Brothers Bloom (08) | Cadillac Records (08)

Giallo (09) | Splice (10) | Predators (10)

Summer of Sam (1999), an undervalued Spike Lee joint, was a minor turning point, wasn't it? It was impossible not to notice him, his fine performance being all tautly tangled up in spikey punk hair and lanky sex worker physique (Why was everyone surprised by the muscles in King Kong and then again in Predators? Collective amnesia.) His mainstream peak was obviously mashing on Halle Berry when he won the Oscar for The Pianist in spring 2003.

But since then...

Dire choices? Lack of support from the right people in Hollywood? Bad luck? The stars not lining up correctly? Drifting interest (I'm sure all the modelling pays well)? Or are things going just fine... no cause for alarm?

How many have you seen? And, aside from The Pianist, what's your favorite in from his Brody of work?

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P.S. Because it's so funny, let's end with BRODYQUEST [thanks, Nick]


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Monday, October 12, 2009

Monday, May 12, 2008

The Piano (1993)

A Reader Request (long time in coming --my apologies Scott!)
#9 Personal Canon: The Movies I Think About When I Think About the Movies


The menu on the 1999 DVD edition of The Piano is a hideously misleading photoshop tragedy. It’s garish, poorly composed and off putting. I won't even reprint it here to illustrate my point. It's too horrifying. I dare say I’ve never seen a poorer match between a menu and the film that follows. It’s the last less than exquisite image one will see once “play movie” is selected. If you’ve never seen the film before and you (like me) have been burdened with the unwitting purchase or rental of this particular edition, press the buttons quickly.

On to the beauty! There's so much of it...

Like mother, like daughter (Anna Paquin & Holly Hunter in The Piano)

I saw The Piano in Salt Lake City in November 1993 and I’ve never forgotten the experience. The movie held me in rapt attention from its first stirring images and Holly Hunter's high pitched but quiet delivery of one of the greatest opening monologues I'd ever heard
The voice you're hearing is not my speaking voice but my mind's voice...

I remember my best girlfriend’s hand gripping my arm during the most brutal sequence late in the movie. She was so upset she nearly bolted from her seat. I vividly remember exiting the theater after the credits rolled, both of us in a daze. We knew we’d seen something great but what exactly had we seen? Watching The Piano for the first time can feel like confronting a gorgeous but alien presence. It’s utterly transporting but also unfamiliar. Your rational mind will tell you that this shouldn’t be the case. But deeply sensual films are uncommon. What’s more, films shot through with feminine mystique, energies and point of view are arguably the rarest forms of cinema. The Piano stood womanly and defiant and far removed from other films that came before it and sadly, perhaps, has remained a foreign thing. It's still a rarity.

Jane Campion’s masterpiece, with its eerily beautiful New Zealand landscapes (before Lord of the Rings popularized the place for Hollywood) and bold femininity, felt otherworldly in 1993 but like all truly great art, it proved unusually accessible despite the challenging gauntlet it threw down. It was a major arthouse and critical success, loved by both the intelligentsia and the more middlebrow Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Before it closed its run it had won eight Oscar nominations, three statues, a sizeable box office gross for the time and a passionate enduring following.

The film begins with a curiously fuzzy image. The next cut reveals it as a POV shot: we’re looking through the fingers of Ada McGrath (Holly Hunter) who is partially covering her eyes... from what we’re not sure. The camera doesn't stay subservient to Ada's point of view but rather begins to study her, this curious mute creature. Hunter's fascinating performance, incongruously both stony and expressive, demands it...

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