Wednesday, April 08, 2009

Buffy - a Retrospective















This retrospective was originally written for an entertainment website but it ended up waaaay too long and I had had to edit it to death. I thought it would be nice to post it here so that my hard work might find a home. It's very long but enjoy!

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

Into every generation a slayer is born...

From 1997-2004, Buffy Summers, vampire slayer, saved the world. A lot. Born from the unlikely seed of a poorly received teen flick from the
early 90's Joss Whedon refused to give up on his heroine. Instead of
conceding defeat, he kept going and didn't rest until Buffy was given a
new home on the small screen.

Over the years, Buffy has matured and changed, fallen in love with two
vamps and even died...twice, only to prevail as the most profound and
elegant heroine in the history of television. Always fun, balanced with deep levels of darkness and always surpassing expectations, it seemed like Team Whedon could do no wrong. They did all the usual “Jump the Sharks”; going to college, killing off main characters, spin-offs, musical episode, killing and resurrecting he protagonist and the classic, introducing a previously unknown sibling.

No TV show or has ever matched the level of wit and clever use of convention. The use of the ironic segue, however often it is used (e.g.: Buffy: “nothing is going to happen”. Cut to: Willow and Xander walk down the street. Willow: Something’s going to happen”) is delightful and really sets Buffy’s tone. The show uses humour in abundance and it may be argued that humour is Buffy’s power. Language is important to Buffy, her level of wit often mirroring her confidence when facing a foe.


Season One: Buffy Moves to Sunnydale

The first season of Buffy picks up where the film left off. Buffy has been disgraced after burning down her high school and her Mom packs up and moves her to Sunnydale, a small town where nobody knows them. The twelve episodes of the first season are certainly as trite as Buffy gets. It started off simply; it introduces the characters, sets up the main plots for the next few seasons and gives us a lot of fun and evil monsters to play with.

Buffy quickly makes friends with Willow, a nerd and Xander, a goofball. She spurns the attentions of Cordelia, the popular girl and so is, in turn, spurned by the entire popular crowd, thus damned for all eternity to the land of the outsiders. Speaking of outsiders, it isn't long before Buffy finds herself falling for dashing vampire, Angel. But it's ok, because due to an old gypsy curse, Angel has a soul. He lives for eternity in torture, his conscience burning from the evil things he had done in his past. Naturally however, Xander is in love with Buffy ad Willow is in love with Xander. And so it goes, for most of high school.

Soon after her arrival, Buffy meets stuffy British librarian, Giles, who informs her he is her new watcher (Donald Sutherland was her old watcher but met an unfortunate fate in the movie) and that Sunnydale High is built on a Hellmouth, a gateway between dimensions, between Earth and the demon worlds. They have a personality clash due to Buffy's brash, American ways, and Giles' stiff upper lip. But they sort out their differences to some extent and learn to work together. Apart from these little set-ups and introductions, Season One of Buffy was typically focused on stand-alone episodes such as "The Pack" and "I Robot, You Jane". A huge part of the first season was exploring the innocent people who become involved in evil and the human cost of living on a Hellmouth. It also explored Buffy's tried and failed attempts at balancing slayage and a social life (see “Never Kill a Boy on the First Date”, “The Witch”). By the end of the season she has accepted her fate, and even died for the first time (oh yes, there are more deaths to come, this is the Buffyverse, after all).

Buffy started as it meant to go on by exploring an over-arching plot throughout the twelve episodes, involving the first of the Big Bads, The Master, who plans to open the gates of the Hellmouth on (you guessed it) junior prom night! Each successive season has a new Big Bad, and several little Bads.

Season Two: Buffy Loses Her Virginity

Ok, so this was where the world started to sit up and pay attention to the little blonde, sharp-tongued slayer. You'd be forgiven for passing the first season off as fun and witty, but not much more. However, once the second season hit, it became apparent that there was a whole lot of dark left for Team Whedon to explore. This season keeps with the high school dilemmas of the first season by dealing with the trauma of losing one's virginity. In the second season, Buffy and Angel take their relationship to the next level on her 16th birthday. Buffy loses her virginity and Angel loses his soul. Unbeknownst to the lovers, the gypsy curse is lifted when Angel enjoys a moment of pure perfect pleasure (e.g. orgasm with someone he truly loves). Enter the new Big Bad, Angelus.

The other big development this season is the introduction of Spike and Drusilla who come to town, all punk and gothy and kill The Anointed One, The Master's young protégé. They are now the biggest baddass vampires in town and aim to take over, with the help of a resurrected demon, The Judge who cannot be killed by any weapon forged. When Angel becomes the evil Angelus, he joins Spike and Drusilla and terrorises Buffy and the Scoobies, including the hideous murder of Giles’ new love Jenny Calendar (a descendant of the gypsies that restored Angel's soul) and the torture of Giles himself.

Other characters introduced this season are Oz, Willow's guitar-playing boyfriend and part-time werewolf, and Kendra, a slayer who was called when Buffy "died" in Season One. Much to Giles' pleasure and Buffy's chagrin, Kendra is a perfect slayer, disciplined and cold. She has no time for friends or softness. Buffy sees a reflection of herself, or how she could be in Kendra and begins to appreciate how her connection to the Scoobies has helped her in her slaying duties.

The grand metaphor of the season, the fear of betrayal after sex, is hard-hitting and dark. Buffy is not afraid to keep it's heart on it's sleeve and go deep and dark in it's emotional torture. Between Buffy's heartbreak and Giles' loss of the first woman he's loved in a long, long time, this season is a rollercoaster. The climax of the season shows Buffy successfully kill The Judge (luckily bazooka's weren't forged in his day) and learning that the only way to thwart Angelus' plan and close the gates of hell is to spill his blood on the gate. Buffy goes head to head with Angelus and finally prepares to kill her true love and send him to live in a hell dimension for all eternity. However at the last minute, Willow's spell to restore his soul works, and Buffy finally sees the man she loves come back to her. However, a slayer's gotta do what a slayer's gotta do and after a passionate kiss and a few tears, she plunges a sword into him and sends him to his demise (this is the Buffy verse remember, there are no limits as to how many times people can die). After killing Kendra, Drusilla and Spike skip town, leaving the cops to blame Buffy for the murder. Along with everything that has happened, Buffy's mom finds out about her daughter’s double life and takes it badly. Unable to deal with the horror her life has become, Buffy runs away to start a new life, away from the heartbreak that Sunnydale has inflicted on her.

Season Three: Growing Up and Leaving High School

The first episode clears up Buffy’s disappearance. She decides to come home and face her life in the very first episode. After that, the rest of the season is concerned with the fear of leaving high school and the need to determine one’s identity before facing the real world. This season’s Big Bad is Sunnydale’s mayor, and his head henchman happens to be Snyder, the slimy little principal of Sunnydale High, who has had it in for Buffy since day one. Having the principal as the villain of the series not only reinforces the metaphor of the nightmare of high school but also makes way for Buffy to obliterate him at the end of the season. Wish fulfilment, anyone?

After the death of Kendra a new slayer, Faith, is called. She arrives in Sunnydale all cocky and full of attitude. She is a loner and a rebel, the complete opposite of Buffy. At first Buffy is in awe of her and they go out on the tear, but it soon becomes apparent that Faith is little more than a cold killer. She and Buffy fall out and Faith turns to the dark side, aiding The Mayor in return for a caring father figure. The character of Faith is a huge part of Buffy’s realisation of who she wants to be and how she feels about her role as the slayer. She begins to appreciate that her power as a slayer needs to be respected and while she appreciates Faith’s bombastic nature, she figures out that her Scoobies are a huge part of why she is such a great slayer.

This season is probably the one with the best set of standalone episodes. Particularly strong are The Wish and Doppelgangland in which a parallel universe in unleashed wherein Buffy doesn’t exist. In The Wish Cordelia wishes Buffy never came to Sunnydale and so the town is overrun by vampires, Willow and Xander are like an evil power couple of vamps and Oz, Giles and co. are the only people fighting the good fight. In the end, normality is restored and all is well. However, in Doppelgangland Willow’s evil other half crosses over to our dimension unleashing havoc and being a wicked, sexy, gothy Willow. Chaos ensues and when all has been wrapped up Willow comments that she thinks evil Willow was “kinda gay”, foreshadowing her change of sexuality in season four. Other episodes of note are The Zeppo, a Xander-centric episode where he goes out on his own and saves Sunnydale from evil zombies, without anyone ever knowing, and another standout, Band Candy, sees the grown-ups turned into teenagers when they become addicted to evil candy. Giles has sex with Buffy’s mom. Everyone feels queasy.

And then, of course, there’s The Prom. This episode starts off the trend, in the last few episodes, of showing a bond between the student body of the graduating class. Buffy finally gets to the prom, after having saved the town from vamps and her peers present her with a surprise award; “Class Protector”. They say they don’t know what she does but that they know she saves them every day. Their graduating class has had the lowest death rate in Sunnydale High history. The season ends with the entire graduating class banding together to save the world from the evil Mayor, who has now turned himself into a giant snake. Teenage rebellion in overdrive!

Season Four: Buffy Goes to College

What typically happens when a TV series is forced to go to college? Every cliché in the book? Correct! As always Buffy challenges the idea of the cliché by embracing them all with open arms and giving them a new spin. Hero feeling lost and alone? Check! Roommate from hell? Check! Disastrous overindulgence in alcohol? Check! Sexual experimentation? Check! The Scoobies go through huge changes, going their seperate ways to a large extent and feeling inadequate out of their comfort zone.

This season’s Big Bad is Adam, a Frankenstein-like monster created by Buffy’s professor Maggie Walsh, part of a military vampire-slaying operative called The Initiative. This group are working for the common good in some ways but are threatened by Buffy and the Scoobies' unorthodox and unruly ways. However, it does introduce Buffy to new love interest, corn-fed Iowa boy, Riley Finn. He is part of The Initiative but believes in Buffy and slowly turns from the corruption of his military friends.

Willow has her heart broken when Oz falls for a fellow werewolf and runs off to the desert to “find himself” and get in touch with his inner wolf. After this heartache, Willow begins practicing witchcraft to a much greater extent and slowly falls in love with her fellow witch, Tara. There are a lot of magic/sexual experimentation metaphors and Willow’s powers as a witch accumulate quickly.

Xander decides not to go to college and works for a while as a barman in the college bar, but then moves into the area of construction instead, all the while keeping up a relationship with reformed vengeance demon Anya, who is slowly learning how to be mortal. A huge development occurs when The Initiative capture Spike and put a chip in his head which prevents him from harming anyone. He is now defenceless, but still as snarky and annoying as ever.

A huge part of going to college is getting used to the politics of being part of such a huge institution. It’s all way bigger and badder than in school and seems frightening at times. This is represented by the introduction of The Initiative, which is connected to the college through Buffy’s professor. Although, essentially, the organisation is trying to do good by ridding the world of vampires, they are more frightening than the vamps themselves because of their cold, regimented ways. Buffy is used to being in charge of her Scoobies and they are Sunnydale’s last word in vampire slaying. The grandiose plans of The Initiative are beyond Buffy’s capability and they are so shadowy that they present her with a foe that she has no idea how to deal with. Thankfully, as the series progresses, the Scoobies find that they must combine their powers to save the day, therefore reuniting them all after their year of doing their own thing.

There are some real standout episodes this season, most notably Hush, an episode in which evil ghoul's "The Gentlemen" come to town and steal eveybodies voices. A chilling epsode and notable not only for its really, realy gross and creepy villains, but also for the fact that for nearly a whle hour, there is no talking, allowing a really accomplished musical score to provide the drama.

Season Five: The Meaning of Life

Quite literally, the fifth season deals with what it means to have a life. In the past Buffy has explored what makes someone human what with Angel’s struggles with his soul, and Spike having to turn into a good guy because of the chip in his head that won’t allow him to harm humans. What does it mean to be good? What does it mean to be human? This season takes this to a whole new level in a number of ways. First of all, Buffy gets a sister. To the shock of the audience at the end of Buffy vs. Dracula (my 4 year old niece’s favourite episode), Buffy’s sister Dawn is revealed. She is introduced as a character who has always been there and whom everyone is familiar with, as if she has always been Buffy’s sister. It turns out that Dawn is "The Key", a big ball of energy that some monks turned to human form and sent for protection to the slayer, implanting false memories so nobody suspects she’s not real. Evil goddess, Glory, has come to earth searching for her "Key" so she can, you guessed it, open the gates between dimensions and have chaos envelope the earth. Dawn’s revelation that she is not a teenage brat, but rather a ball of energy in human form allows the writers to explore the meaning of love, of family, of the fundamentals of being human.

In further domestic horror, Buffy’s mother Joyce dies. She dies of a plain old brain aneurysm. Nothing evil, nothing gory, she just died of natural causes. Joyce’s corporeal body is examined and considered in the episode The Body. The episode is a harrowing examination of the long, horrible day when Buffy finds her mother dead. The episode has no music, no plot, and no witty banter. It follows the cast as they deal with all the things that must be done after the death of a loved one. Willow frets over what she should wear, Buffy is in denial, regressing to an almost childlike state, and in one particularly moving scene Anya struggles to understand death. Being a new mortal, it’s all a bit foreign to her and she cannot come to terms with someone she cared about just being gone forever. This interlude in the series allows the characters to meditate on life and family and sets up Buffy’s final sacrifice to save the life of her sister. Having been dropped by its network, the creators intended to kill Buffy off. The gates of hell can only be closed by the blood of "The Key" and, in keeping with the theme of family, Buffy decides that her blood is the same that runs through Dawn’s and so she sacrifices her own life for her sister’s.

A seemingly silly episode in which future Big Bad Warren makes a robot girlfriend, questions again the nature of living and being human. The audience learn that Warren is not satisfied by his perfect robot girlfriend and is, in fact, trying to escape her in favour of his flawed human girlfriend. Sympathies deepen for the robot as Buffy has a heart to heart with her. The plot thickens when Spike, realising he’s in love with Buffy, orders Warren to make him a Buffybot.

At the end of the season, Buffy lies dead, the world is saved and the Scoobies are devastated. Luckily, Fox picked up the series from Season Six so the writers had to bring back the heroine. Thank God for the Buffybot…

Season Six: Buffy Resurrected



...Of course Buffy wasn’t a robot for the rest of the show’s run. They did use the Buffybot for slaying duty for a small part of season six, but only until Willow figures out how to raise Buffy from the dead. It wouldn’t be like Joss Whedon to simply give us our hero back. He brought her back, devastated after being pulled from the peace of heaven. Darkness ensues as Buffy comes to terms with being back in this awful world of pain and sadness. She keeps her distress secret from her friends, all except for Spike. She tells him her deep sadness at having been resurrected and they enter into a sordid, destructive sexual relationship, starting in "Smashed" where they literally bring down an entire house with their sexual antics. Buffy finds solace in her relationship with Spike. She clings to the darkness because she feels so detached from her friends. All is revealed however in the musical episode "Once More With Feeling". An evil dancing demon casts a spell on Sunnydale so everyone is forced to sing and dance. Of course, trite and all as it seems the writers took this opportunity to raise issues with all the characters and using the honesty of song as a sort of catharsis. With the words “There was no pain, no fear no doubt til they pulled me out of heaven. So that’s my refrain. I live in hell since I’ve been expelled from heaven” Buffy spills her secret longing to return to her grave. With that Willow bursts into tears, devastated that her actions have actually caused so much pain.

This season boasts two Big Bads, well technically four. The Trio, which consists of nerds Jonathan, Warren and Andrew who push their fanboy geekiness too far by deciding to become super-villains. They use contraptions and hokey magic to try to inflict pain and death on the Scoobies with little motive apart from wanting to be super-villains. Despite their very real threat to humanity, the gang doesn’t really take them seriously. That is, until a stray bullet from their gun aimed at Buffy kills Tara. This event sets off the introduction of the real Big Bad, Willow. Having wrestled with an addiction to magic, Willow was on the mend thanks to Tara’s support and love. Now that Tara has been killed Willow is back with a vengeance…for vengeance. One particularly gruesome scene shows her flaying Warren who is tied between two trees. She is trying to demonstrate to him what it feels like to experience pain. She then goes off on a mission to rid the world of pain and suffering. However, in a world of flawed human beings, there is no way to achieve it. She decides there is too much pain in the world and she can’t stand it so she wants to destroy it. In an unusual turn of events, Xander is the hero of the season. He talks Willow down by unabashedly proclaiming his love for her and reminding her that despite all the pain, there’s also love and friendship. Schmaltzy, but moving.

It is notable that this season is where Fox took over from Warner Bros. and it is well known that Fox are far more lenient on sex, violence and sexual violence than most other networks (HBO and Showtime excluded). This is very apparent in the treatment of Buffy and Spike's relationship and in one harrowing scene where Spike loses control and attempts to rape Buffy. Also, the lesbian relationship is allowed actual physical contact, rather than the metaphorical allusions it had been given before.

A key episode of the series is Normal Again, an episode in which Buffy is given a hallucinogen and hallucinates that she is a normal girl coming in an out of a catatonic state in a hospital. Her parents are there and the doctors are informing them that Buffy has created a whole world in her head where she is a powerful warrior and is surrounded by friends. Her parents try to get her to come out of this state but Buffy chooses her responsibilites in Sunnydale. But is this the hallucination, or is her life as the Slayer the hallucination. This is left unsaid, leaving the audience to form their own opinion. Television á la Whedon!

Season Seven: The Final Battle


This season is probably the weakest of the bunch. It seems to only be concerned with ending itself. The Big Bad of this season is the mysterious First Evil. This is a non-corporeal spirit that can take any form and uses this skill to terrorise Buffy and the gang. Because the First Evil is non-corporeal, they are faced with a problem. They cannot kill it.

The First Evil takes on a sort of corporeal representation in the handsome shape of Caleb, a man of the cloth, played by Whedon’s golden boy, Nathan “Captain Tightpants” Fillion. He becomes a visible foe for Buffy and it soon becomes clear that the First Evil’s master plan is to open the Hellmouth and unleash hell on earth. Since Buffy cannot slay the First Evil, she can only ruin his plans. Throughout the series Buffy and the gang summon all the potential slayers (girls who may be called in the event that the slayer dies) from around the world. In a burst of feminist inspiration, the writers decided that the best way to save the world is to have Willow cast a spell to activate all the Potentials. With all their powers combined they can fight the good fight and storm the Hellmouth, sending the Ubervamps back to hell. They manage to succeed, losing Anya and Spike along the way. The Hellmouth implodes leaving a giant canyon where Sunnydale used to be. The surviving Scoobies stand on the precipice and discuss where to go next. Giles suggests Cleveland because there’s another Hellmouth there.

Apart from the big, epic story, very little happens in the way of an over-arching plot. Willow gets a new love interest, a potential slayer, Kennedy. Xander loses an eye. Dawn is still a brat and Buffy promises Angel she’ll be ready for a relationship some day. Meanwhile she continues her affair with the newly ensouled Spike.

By the end of the series Buffy and her friends have grown from awkward teenagers into superheroes, all of them with their own special powers. Some are more obvious than others. Buffy’s powers, Willow’s witchcraft, Giles’ book-smarts, Angel and Spike’s warrior-like ability to fight and never get killed, and although not so obvious, Xander’s big heart, and bravery. Over the years, Buffy gave its audience humour, trauma, romance, killer action sequences, sexy encounters, wonderful Broadway numbers, and some of the cleverest stand-alone stories in television.

To say Buffy is missed from our screens is an understatement. Luckily Joss Whedon followed through on his promise of Season Eight in comic book form. It’s not perfect but at least we know how things are going for our friends.

It has managed to examine more philosophical subject matter than any other series has even attempted. Hardly an episode goes by that doesn’t deal with, in some manner, an important spiritual or philosophical issue. Much has been written on the subject of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, even university classes have been dedicated to it as part of cultural studies courses. There is also a prominent and very interesting online journal called Slayage (http://slayageonline.com/) and there have been numerous international academic conferences on the subject.

So, although the show may be dead and buried, we all know that this does not mean the end on the Buffyverse. Buffy lives on in comic book form, through academic study and of course through re-runs on 3e, FX and Sky One. Thanks be to Whedon!

- Charlene Lydon 8/4/09

Fifty Dead Men Walking


Written & Directed By: Kari Skogland

Starring: Jim Sturgess, Ben Kingsley, Rose McGowan

My rating: 7/10

My expectations for this film were not particularly high; a film about Northern Ireland made by a bunch of foreigners...with big phony accents. Sounded like trouble. However, I was pleasantly surprised by this film. The story of Martin McGartland was well publicised by his very successful autobiography. He was a young scallywag living in Belfast, when he became a double agent going between the IRA and the British police. The most interesting thing about the film is Martin himself. His character is so personable and conflicted that you never doubt for a second that he is genuine in everything he does. He wants to save people’s lives. Sometimes it goes right, sometimes horribly wrong and his anguish and frustration is evident when things have gone badly.

The start of the film shows the Brits targeting Martin because of his happy-go-lucky nature and his seeming lack of involvement with either side of the war. He sells stolen clothes to neighbours but just wants to serve his community and stays away from the “troubles”. The way the higher powers manipulate his good nature is interesting. They convince him that he can save lives by being a turncoat. However, many of his best friends are in the IRA and, of course, things get complicated. There is no black and white in war and that’s what this film tries to get across.

Jim Sturgess is absolutely fantastic in the lead role. His accent is immaculate and he perfectly wins our hearts as the selfless, confused, McGartland. I wish I could say the same about Rose McGowan who hurricanes into the movie halfway through as super-sexy IRA operative. Her role was a total joke, her accent was plain silly and her brilliantly bad acting only works in the tongue in cheek schlocky movies she usually sticks to. Luckily her role was small.

As the story twisted and turned and built to an incredible finale I was hooked. I was really entertained by the plot and stimulated by the unbelievable complexities of Martin McGartland’s situation. The relationship between Martin and Fergus (Kingsley) was a really nice faux-father/son thing and the actors had great chemistry. Kingsley’s role had an unusual lack of scenery-chewing, but he gave the character heart and a hint of melancholy that made him instantly sympathetic.

This is an interesting story, well executed and it is worth catching Sturgess in this small film before he starts sky-rocketing to superstardom in next few years.

- Charlene Lydon 8/4/09

The Damned United


Written By: Peter Morgan

Directed By: Tom Hooper

Starring: Michael Sheen, Timothy Spall, Colm Meaney.

My rating 8/10


The writer and star of Frost/Nixon and The Queen have teamed up again to help us understand yet another British enigma. Although maybe not as notorious as David Frost or Tony Blair, football manager Brian Clough is a great character to bring to life on the big screen. As usual, Michael Sheen is so full of charisma and so nifty with nuance that he nails this character instantly. And, as usual, writer Peter Morgan skilfully tells the story with grace and intimacy.

Brian Clough was the manager of flailing football team, Derby County. He elevated them from the bottom end of the 2nd Division to top of the 1st Division in a miraculous time as their leader. This was well-publicised and Clough became an enormous public figure for a time. He moved to their rival team Leeds United (the “United” of the title) and this went disastrously wrong, putting an end to both his reign as football manager supreme and also an end to his notorious arrogance. The Damned United centres around this period of his life, telling the story of his great and undignified downfall.

You’d be forgiven for wanting to avoid this if you aren’t a football fan. You’d be preaching to the choir here, but as a complete anti-footballist I thoroughly enjoyed this film. It’s not about knowing or caring about the politics involved in the sport, it is about characters and an interesting little story that amuses and entertains throughout. The performances are great, with Michael Sheen yet again proving that he is THE best actor to come out of Britain in a long, long time. Tongues have been wagging about him possibly being cast as Bilbo Baggins in Guillermo Del Toro’s The Hobbit. We can only dream! This is a man who deserves some more attention. The supporting cast are also wonderful, with Colm Meaney doing a wonderful job as Don Revie, Clough’s arch-nemesis.

This film has everything going for it. It’s a small story, but very involving. It’s fascinating to see the background of football politics written in such a way that one doesn’t have to be familiar with teams or names to understand. Quality talent, quality subject matter, quality film. Go see it.

- Charlene Lydon 8/4/09

Thursday, February 12, 2009

The Curious Case of Benjamin Button


"They said I was gonna die soon but, maybe not."

Written by: Eric Roth

Directed by: David Fincher

Starring: Brad Pitt, Cate Blanchett

My rating: 4/10

I cannot understand how such an accomplished group of filmmakers can take such a magical and potentially profound story as this and make it so contrived. It boggled my mind as I was sitting in the cinema how this mess of sentiment and dullness could have come from such talented people. It struck me that maybe they got carried away with the notion that this was such a great premise that could couldn't mess it up...but they did. Thinking about it, I suppose the magic that this film needed was a different sort of magic to the magic David Fincher works; technical magic. This film needed an injection of luciousness and beauty and poetry and, I suppose, heart. A romance is created with little more than the assumption that the leading man falls for the leading lady. Nothing is built up and therefore, there's nothing to care about. Also, apart from being a nice guy, Benjamin Button had no character. He wasn't given a whole lot to do except experience experiences.

The film has a lot going for it though, Cate Blanchett shines particularly brightly in this one. She is stunningly beautiful and elegant and gives the character the kind of light she needed. Her distraction with getting old and losing her gift for dance was well played and gave the film an emotional boost. Brad Pitt's performance was sufficient but all of his best work came at the start when he was playing a young boy in an old man's body, everything after that felt like autopilot. In fact, the best of everything came early. All the thought-provocation came early, all of the imagination came early and up to a certain point there was a lot of humour and brain candy to enjoy. When Benjamin grew up, however, it focussed on the love story which, in my opinion, held no water and felt as flat as a pancake.

Technically, the film is brilliant. Like, proper brilliant and will stand the test of time no matter what comes after it. The ageing make-up and even more so, the youth-enhancing make-up was spectacular. It was so good it wasn't even distracting. Both stars looked like themselves, only softer and more graceful. This element is stunning and as far as direction goes, Fincher doesn't miss a beat. I think his biggest problem is that he isn't Tim Burton and couldn't give the audience the spectacle and imagination the film so badly needed.

The most important thing about this film is the questions it should have asked about life and it's structure, but it shied away from those in favour of a sappy love story which is a shame and didn't do the story justice. In the hands of a less technical director, the film might have been more about the backward clocks and the man being hit by lightning and less about domestic issues and lost love.

Check it out if you want a standard Hollywood weepie, but don't go in hoping to be inspired, it seems they lost their passion halfway through.

- Charlene Lydon 12/2/09

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Revolutionary Road


"No one forgets the truth Frank they just get better at lying"

Written By: Justin Haythe

Directed By: Sam Mendes

Starring: Kate Winslet, Leonardo Di Caprio, Michael Shannon

My Rating: 9/10

Adapted from the notoriously cynical novel by Richard Yates, Revolutionary Road is a powerful dissection of the tendency that life has to tear people apart. The story follows Frank and April Wheeler, two smart and cultured young people who fall in love and agree that life holds something special for them. She gets pregnant and they move temporarily to the suburbs while Frank works his way up the corporate ladder. As he climbs, April is drowning in a desperate sea of frustration. Her life is empty. She hates the suburbs, she resents the people who live there and mostly she resents herself and her husband for being there. However, she refuses to give up and convinces Frank to use their savings to move them and their two children to Paris. She will be a secretary and he will have time to find himself. As it becomes clear that suburbia is not quite ready to let them go April and Frank start to resent each other and things fall apart.

This is not a film for everybody. It is intense, dark, and slow. One may be forgiven for disliking the two main characters. They are selfish and spoiled in a lot of ways. However, they are also fresh, smart and clearly wasted on the lives they inhabit. It is hard not to understand their frustrations. The sparks between Kate Winslet and Leonardo Di Caprio are vibrant. They feel very much like a couple in love and when we see them in the good times it is clear that love isn't the problem. They have a mutual respect and admiration for each other in many ways and it is not for lack of love that things start to fall apart. It is a realistic dissection of what can happen when one refuses to give up dreaming. The fight sequences are long and intense and there is some truly amazing dramatic acting from both leads. However, the only Oscar nomination for acting went to Michael Shannon who plays the neighbour's mentally ill son. His role in the film is as the only person who is not afraid to speak aloud in any situation. Their first ancounter with him gives them hope and inspires them to break free of their life. However, as their plans start to disintegrate, his honesty forces them to face up to realities that they are not ready to acknowledge. The role is small but brilliantly portrayed and so visceral that its importance to the plot and the film's threatening tone cannot be underestimated.

It is an unusually unsettling film to sit through. It reminded me throughout of another Oscar favourite House of Sand and Fog from 2004. Both films have very grey morals, a very dark tone and a brutal honesty from the actors that can't help but tug at the heartstrings. It also has the feel of a Douglas Sirk melodrama, except in this day and age, the darkness can be fully explored and not implied.

Although this may not have caused as much of a stir as Sam Mendes' breakthrough film American Beauty, it has just as much to say and is just as accomplished. A wonderful screenplay, brilliant performances and a sickening knowledge that this is not going to end well kept me hanging uncomfortably at the edge of my seat throughout.

- Charlene Lydon 12/2/09

Monday, February 09, 2009

Appaloosa



"Life has a way of making the foreseeable that which never happens... and the unforeseeable that which your life becomes."

Written by: Robert Knott, Ed Harris

Directed by: Ed Harris

Starring: Edd Harris, Viggo Mortensen, Renee Zellweger, Jeremy Irons

My Rating: 8/10

Appaloosa might not be the best film ever made, or the most original story ever told, but it sure is buckets of fun. If you enjoy a good western you will certainly enjoy this. It's slow and methodical, as has been the trend in recent years (almost every western I can think of since Unforgiven), but has a great sense of humour and colourful characters.

The story follows two hitmen, Virgil (Harris) and Everett (Mortensen) who work on the civilised side of the law, who arrive in Appaloosa to kill ruthless gang leader Randall Bragg (Jeremy Irons). Along the way they meet vulnerable widow Ali French (Renee Zellweger). This causes complications as women tend to do and the three battle it out against the gangsters, and must face questions of future and growing out of gunslinging.

As we have previously seen in David Cronenberg's "A History of Violence" Ed Harris and Viggo Mortensen have wonderful chemistry together. They are both powerful actors and both seem to have enormous respect for each other. These characters suit each actor perfectly, giving Ed Harris plenty of screen time for his steely glare and giving Viggo a nice change of pace in a very humorous role. He doesn't say much but his performance is wonderfully full of character nonetheless.

Supporting roles from Jeremy Irons and Renee Zellweger are strong but please someone put some makeup on that poor woman. She never fails to look haggard in everything lately, despite her beautiful face. It's also nice to see veteran gravel-voice Lance Henrickson return to our screens in a proper movie. His disposition is so suited to Westerns, I've decided to lobby for his inclusion in all future productions set in the wild, wild west (though as long as there's still hope for a Millenium movie, I will want to keep his schedule somewhat clear).

The film rambles along, keeping the story simple and amusing us with it's nice characters, interesting relationships and subtle humour. It's a really sweet little film which showcases the talents of all involved. Ed Harris tries out his directing chops here and keeps it slow and steady enough to prove he's got skills on both sides of the camera.

I definitely recommend checking this one out. Don't expect to be blown away with plot twists but just enjoy it as a pleasant little ramble through the genre.

- Charlene Lydon 10/2/09

Hunger



Written by: Steve McQueen, Enda Walsh

Directed by: Steve McQueen

Starring: Michael Fassbender, Liam Cunningham

My rating: 5/10

OK, I know I am the first person in the world to have not liked this film. But I really did not like this film. That's not to say it isn't a beautifully shot, very ambitious film. It is. There are some admirable scenes and the slow pacing was nicely even. Also, the performances were superb right across the board. A huge problem I had with it was the film's failure to give any information or background to any of the characters. What little nuggets we got were rare and meagre. Not only does this isolate the audience from connecting with any historical framework, but it isolates them from the characters. If you aren't going to give us a political context, then at least give us characters we can feel for!

Michael Fassbender gives us a clearly well researched and physically demanding performance, but due to a lagging script, it felt dead and pointless. No motivation, no characterisation. An encounter with Sands' priest begging him to stop the hunger strike is moving and informs the audience of the unflinching determination he has, and some of his reasons for doing what he is doing. Here, Michael Fassbender earns his stripes with a restrained discussion, veering wildly away from any kind of melodrama. This was a nicely written scene, a 20 minute scene, mostly shot from one angle and involving just two men. More of this would have been nice.

I hate to whine, especially when the film is receiving such acclaim, but it frustrated me to see the message and motivations behind such a tragic story lost in a sea of pretentiousness. The horror and sympathies are left behind due to the insistence of the filmmaker to show the monotony inside the prison. I appreciate the reasons behind the slow progression of the film, and I can appreciate a slow-moving story. However, I don't think this should leave a film feeling hollow, and that is exactly what happen to Hunger.

On a positive note, it is an interestingly shot film, admirably edited and worth a look in terms of art direction. Also, this is not for the faint-hearted. There are some truly horrific scenes of agony and squalor throughout that would make any man cringe.

- Charlene Lydon (09/02/09)

Sunday, January 18, 2009

The Wrestler


"I'm an old broken down piece of meat and I deserve to be all alone

Written by: Robert D. Spiegel

Directed by: Darren Aronofsky

Starring: Mickey Rourke, Marisa Tomei, Evan Rachel Wood

My rating: 10/10

Perfection!

Ok, so a part of me really loved Rocky Balboa for it's sensitive treatment of the ageing sports legend but part of me knew it was a chickenshit movie and due to a lazy ending, only mediocre. The Wrestler is what Rocky Balboa could have been if Stallone had the balls that Mickey Rourke and Darren Aronofsky have. The Wrestler follows the flagging career of an ageing, you guessed it, wrestler. In his prime Randall "the Ram" Robinson was a true wrestling star, complete with Nintendo game and action figures. However, 20 years on he is still competing in matches with younger men and pumping himself full of steroids in order to keep up. His body is giving up and he is coming to terms with his limitations, giving the impression that this is the first time he has ever had to consider such a thing.

To say that Mickey Rourke puts in the performance of his career is an understatement. He puts in one of the greatest performances anyone has ever given. Due to the obvious parallels to his own life, it is insanely brave to take on this role with the passion and vigour that Rourke goes for here. His crumbling exterior, his grotesquely bulky body, it all seems like Rourke is taking a long hard look in the mirror and coming to terms with what he has become.

The film deals with so many issues that we have seen onscreen before, but Aronofsky is a deft hand at revitalising stories with his kinetic camerawork. A completely new style for the director, the stripped-bare, warts n all cinematography is just as intense as his usual fast-paced, punchy style. In fact, it seemed he learned a lot of lessons from his overly-ambitious last film "The Fountain". His latest film is personal and intimate, yet no less involving.

When I heard the Oscar nominations this year, I was shocked to find that this wasn't nominated for a screenplay award. Actually, I was disgusted. The dialogue in theis film is so streamlined and natural that it nicely covers how deliberate and important every single word is in giving the audience a sense of a man living forever in his glory days. His refusal to listen to anything post-Cobain, or to play video games that aren't Nintendo are little illustrations of his tendency to live in the past.

This film is a tragedy, an epic tragedy that doesn't over-indulge in melodrama. It actually goes so far as to bring the story to the point of melodrama, then fade to black, leaving the devastated adience to deal with their feelings themselves, without the help of closure or sad music (although Springsteen's beautiful theme song, The Wrestler is aptly heart-wrenching).

I cannot recommend this film highly enough. It is beautiful, eloquent and inspiring, with superb performances and I must say it's worth watching just to see what came of Aronofsky's makeover from flashy to verite!

- Charlene Lydon (25/1/09)

Monday, January 05, 2009

Synecdoche, New York

Written By: Charlie Kaufman

Directed By: Charlie Kaufman

Starring: Philip Seymour Hoffman, Michelle Williams, Emily Watson, Samantha Morton, Tom Noonan

My rating: 7/10

Charlie Kaufman, the most twisted, sincere, crazy, heartfelt writer in Hollywood is allowed to direct his own crazy vision. Good thing? Bad thing? I have to say I am a true believer in the role of the studio bigwigs in reining in directors and saving them from themselves. Give an auteur too much power and sometimes they go crazy and just make a load of drivel (see Woody Allen back catalogue from the past 15 years). Unfortunately, Synecdoche, New York is a prime example of this. It is a film so vast in it's thesis that it could only be pulled off with strict and delicate discipline. I really felt that Kaufman went a little bit haywire and destroyed his potentially profound masterpiece.

The story is about a theatre director, Caden Cotard (Hoffman) who decides to embark on a project which is based on his current life, a sort of ongoing play which twists and turns with his life. He casts actors as himself and as the women in his life. However, as life and the play begin to intertwine the play takes on a life of its own and the line between reality and fiction are crossed and crossed and crossed.

The concept of the film is wonderful, and brilliantly pulled off. The development of the story and the ease with which the craziness is created is really admirable. Every single actor in the film is wonderful and their characters are brilliant, particularly Samantha Morton as Caden's true love.

The main problem with the film is that Kaufman doesn't stick to a realistic craziness, he adds a few moments of magical weirdness which, to me, upsets the story and takes the audience out of the illusion of Caden's life-play. There's Hazel's house which is constantly on fire. Literally. Then there's Sammy, a mysterious man who follows Caden around from the start. His reasons, when they are revealed, are also a bit silly. Think how the second season of Twin Peaks got silly for the sake of silly, unlike the first season that gave the audience enough reality to stick with it. That's the feeling I got from this movie. When a plot is so outlandish, it needs to keep it's feet on the ground and I really think this was Kaufman's fatal flaw. This is where studio bigwigs may have actually been helpful for a change. I believe he was given too much creative control for such an immense project.

Negative aspects aside though, this is an amazing film in many ways. The scope of it, and the depth of it reaching unimaginable proportions. Just thinking about trying to put this film together is enough to make your head spin. Kudos must go to the entire cast and crew of this film for giving it socks in every way. Hoffman was his usual sad-sack self and really gave his character, em, character, if not likeability. Michelle Williams absolutely glows as the actress Caden falls for and the casting director gets serious slaps on the back for casting Emily Watson as Samantha Morton. They're identical, who knew??

This is a difficult film to recommend to people. It is his most challenging film to date, and unfortunately, his most pretentious.However, it is enjoyable and certainly profound. The end of the film pays off as it starts to get back to the heart of the characters and this is definitely where Kaufman prevails. Nobody does love like Charlie Kaufman. It's tragic, it's full of mistakes and regrets and it's all-consuming. See it if you feel like a challenge but beware, it's a tough one.

By Charlene Lydon 05/01/09

Thursday, January 01, 2009

Seven Pounds


Written By: Grant Nieporte

Directed By: Gabriele Muccino

Starring: Will Smith, Rosario Dawson, Woody Harrelson

My Rating: 8/10

Seven Pounds is one of those films that seems to divide people dramatically. It may be called emotionally manipulative, unrealistic and overly sentimental. It may also be called profound, Shakespearean, and an interesting examination of the human spirit more in-depth than most other films dare to go. It seems to me that all of the above are true. The film is overly sentimental and tries its damnedest to make you cry every 15 minutes or so. However, it is also a really beautiful story based around a man’s search for a redemption he can’t ever really give himself, inspired by Shakespeare’s “pound of flesh” in Merchant of Venice (hence the title).

It is difficult to describe the plot without giving too much away. Will Smith plays an IRS worker named Ben who appears to be visiting random people and testing them emotionally. The audience pieces together over the course of the film exactly what Ben is doing and why. This all builds to a wonderful denouement which will either make you queasy or deeply moved.

There is an argument to be made that the premise is a bit silly and could never really happen in real life but isn’t this why we go to the cinema at all? Gabriele Muccino has that European lack of respect for reality and I truly believe that if this had been a foreign language film, its outlandish premise would be less jarring for the audience. Muccino seems to have found his perfect partner in Will Smith. In their previous film together, The Pursuit of Happyness, they also managed to make an utterly schmaltzy and unabashedly emotionally distressing story into something that seemed to touch people deeply. With Seven Pounds, I felt that they had achieved their goal of telling the story, making it a character study, a love story and a thesis on human guilt and frustration. Will Smith goes darker here than he’s gone since Six Degrees of Separation and it suits him. He and Muccino must be commended for making his relationship with Rosario Dawson’s character so desperate and unsexy and tragic. It really adds to the frustrated mood of the film and the slow and awkward build-up of the relationship was brave, knowing that the box office won’t like that both stars look like death, even at their most radiant.

This is a daring film, an interesting film and if you let yourself get swept away in the story and try to remain uncynical (easier for some than others) you will certainly get something from it, especially towards the end where there is one of the most chilling suicide scenes ever committed to celluloid. It’s probably not for everyone but it is a skilfully made film with yet another great Will Smith performance. Give it a chance.

Charlene Lydon 01/01/09

Brideshead Revisited



Written By: Andrew Davies & Jeremy Brock

Directed By: Julian Jarrold

Starring: Matthew Goode, Ben Whishaw, Hayley Atwell

My Rating: 5/10

Brideshead Revisited is a British costume drama in the vein of the Merchant Ivory Productions of the 80’s and 90’s. It is sweeping, elegant and sexually charged, but keeps so many things withheld that it is difficult to connect with the characters at all. I know this is representative of what the restraints of society forced people to withhold but this film doesn’t allow you to get to the heart of the story or characters simply because the filmmakers don’t seem to have the skill to represent emotion in such a subtle way.

The story is told from the point of view of Charles (Matthew Goode), a poor working class man who goes to Oxford and falls in with the very rich Sebastian Flyte (Whishaw). They begin a relationship of sorts and Sebastian takes Charles to his home, Brideshead, where he meets his sister Julia (Hayley Atwell) and his commanding, devoutly Catholic mother (Emma Thomson). As the story unfolds it becomes apparent that this woman’s strict enforcement of Catholic guilt has destroyed each of her family members who can’t seem to forgive themselves for any indiscretions and therefore hate themselves.

Charles acts less as a typical protagonist but more as a catalyst for the events that transpire. The film is at its best and it’s darkest when it explores the fall of each individual character due to their mother’s successful attempt to make them fear their God. For a film whose basis is a homosexual relationship, I think this relationship could have been explored a bit more. The TV miniseries on BBC in the 80’s had an excuse for shying away from the homosexual elements, but in this day and age I would have thought that it could be explored more fully and that sexual tension could have been heightened to more than the odd, awkward kiss on the lips.

While the performances were all perfectly fine, there was an overall lack of charisma onscreen, even in the presence of Emma Thomson who was flaunting her thespian ways but not really achieving anything. The direction and pacing were uninspired and at no point did it rise above feeling like television. It is difficult not to be pulled into the scandaliciousness of it all but that fizzles halfway through and leads to an ending that leaves the audience to shrug their shoulders and wonder why they bothered at all.

To the uninitiated (like myself) into the world of Evelyn Waugh’s novel, there’s plenty here to entertain. The story goes along well and the performances are enjoyable. I imagine fans of the book would balk at the mediocrity of the film. It isn’t an entirely unpleasant film to watch but ultimately there’s just not enough of an ending to warrant what comes before, main characters just fall by the wayside and the final scenes feel very tacked on.

Charlene Lydon 28/12/2008

Bedtime Stories



Written By: Tim Herlihy & Matt Lopez

Directed By: Adam Shankman

Starring: Adam Sandler, Keri Russell, Guy Pearce

My rating: 6/10

It’s hard to believe that nobody thought of this before; Adam Sandler doing Disney movies. It makes perfect sense really. There’s something so over-the-top about Adam Sandler’s presence that children would easily enjoy him. He obviously likes the gimmicky comedy and he did well in his previous foray into what was kind of a children’s movie Click. The Sandler-Disney dynamic actually seems to work very well. Finally, he’s forced to make a film that’s not interrupted by very jarring Sandler wit. There is still the obligatory Rob Schneider cameo, but it is not allowed to destroy the flow of the film. Bedtime Stories is a straight up Disney movie. It’s big-budget, heart-warming, full of special effects and big characters.

Bedtime Stories tells the story of Skeeter (Adam Sandler), who works as a handyman in a hotel which, according to a promise made long ago to his father, he should now be running. He is looking after his sister’s (Courteney Cox) kids for a week and while telling them bedtime stories, the stories start to come to life. No scientific explanation necessary or, indeed, attempted. Skeeter uses this to help him overcome the snooty hotel manager (Guy Pearce), find love (with pretty teacher Keri Russell) and discover what’s truly important in life.

This film is very fun and full of the trademark Disney magic. It reminded me a lot of films like Jumanji or Night at the Museum but unfortunately it fails to provide the action-packed fun of those films. There are surprisingly few action sequences in the film. Each time a bedtime story is told, there’s a fun little fantasy in which Sandler becomes a cowboy or a chariot racer. These are really silly and ridiculous and fun. It’s nice to see Sandler’s humour used for kids. I think it really works and it’s just a pity that there aren’t enough of these sequences.

The supporting cast were pretty lacklustre. It seems Courteney Cox has had so much botox she can no longer speak properly or move her face. Russell Brand plays Skeeter’s wacky best friend. Reminiscent of Ricky Gervais’ forays into Hollywood, his performance feels awkward and contrived, an imitation of himself almost. Guy Pearce plays against type as the villainous hotel manager. He seems to have a lot of fun with it, all false tan and pink lip gloss, and it’s nice to see such a serious actor have a bit of fun. He even treats us to a song and dance number.

Bedtime Stories has a cute post-modern vibe but a very predictable plot. The Sandler-Disney team has potential though and his humour works in the context of a children’s film. It’s definitely just for kids, there’s not much here for grown ups but it’s the kind of big-hearted, magical film that are few and far between.

Charlene Lydon 28/12/2008

Wednesday, December 03, 2008

The Top of the Stairs...Reaction

So,we had The Top of the Stairs screened in The Revue cinema in Toronto as part of their Drop Your Shorts short film night. Some kindly person took a shine to it a wrote this blog about it. Have a read. It'll warm the cockles of your heart...it sure warmed mine :)

...Oh and sorry that I haven't been very bloggy lately. I've been caught up in the trans-Atlantic move and a trip to Portugal. Soon...very soon, I promise.

- Charlene Lydon 3/12/08

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

The Top of the Stairs

Here is me n Bren's "experiment in terror" :) We decided to see what would happen if we made a film completely with just the two of us. We shot, acted, edited, make-upped, musicked and directed it with just one camera and two people. To be fair, I did little more than act in it. It's Bren's baby.

It's only intention is to give a bit of a scare. Hope it works...let me know, leave a comment.

Charlene

Friday, September 12, 2008

Me and Orson Welles

"You know what I see when I look in your eyes...I see images of magnificence"

Written by: Holly Gent Palmo
Directed by: Richard Linklater
Starring: Zac Efron, Christian McKay, Claire Danes

My rating: 8/10

OK, I am totally weak for films that are fictional but based around true events. I love that. Films that could very well be true, but aren't, necessarily. Me and Orson Welles is a wonderful story of a young boy whose only acting experience is in high school musicals (ha! See what I did there) who manages to get a small part in Orson Welles 1937 production of Julius Caesar. The film follows the volatile relationship between Orson and his company. He is a madman, a selfish, arrogant user and an absolute genius. He knows how the politics of showbusiness and he knows people, and how to play them. However, for all his antics, he is powerfully charismatic and it seems generally accepted that he is a genius.

Christian McKay's performance here as Orson Welles is wonderfully broad as he goes through every one of Orson Welles personas with equal relish. He is snappy and arrogant but at the same time warm enough to earn some affection so when he lets a character down, you feel just as played yourself. The rest of the cast were great too. Zac Efron has been getting a lot of flack for being dull, but I personally thought he was solid and likeable, with just enough of a sparkle in his eye and just enough skill to keep it there after his inevitable fall from grace.

Overall this film has a charming, if predictable, story, a very strong cast and most importantly a sweet disposition that left me smiling for a good half hour after the credits rolled.

- Charlene Lydon 6/10/08

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Rue Morgue's Festival of Fear

Me and Brad Dourif



Being a fan of the horror genre for years and years, I was very excited to hear about Rue Morgue's Festival of Fear. Not only do I love horror but I'm also a fan of all things cinematic so the fact that entry to the Festival of Fear also gives you entry to the entire Hobbystar Fan Expo meant I would get to experience the sci-fi side of things too.

The whole weekend was really fun and informative so I thought I should give it some space on my blog.

First off, Friday evening I arrived at the convention and not only is the place full to the brim of crazy costumed nerds, but it's bleedin' massive! Seriously this place is enormous and full of nerd stalls where you buy nerd things and people going around in costumes and nerdy people duelling with light sabers and whatnot. That evening I just wandered and checked out which celebs were signing and took sneaky pictures of Fonzie who was charmingly doing his coin trick from Click with a little kid (anyone not familiar with Click, see my review). There were no screenings or Q&A's that day so it was basically wandering. I checked out this exhibit on Death Photography which was a really interesting phenomenon in the late 19th century where people would photograph their dead loved ones, propped up, pretending to be alive. This was because photography was just coming into its own around this time so people had no photos of their loved ones so in desperation they would do it after they died, as it was their last chance. Really interesting, if horribly morbid, stuff. The photographs are really REALLY weird. That evening, after the convention ended there was a screening of Faster Pussycat Kill Kill. John Waters says it's the greatest film ever made. I say it's up there. The screening was wonderful. Russ Meyer's beautiful (and not celebrated enough) black and white cinematography looked fantastic on the big screeen and watching that movie with the right audience really makes you appreciate the great comic lines and the richness of the delivery. There's definitely somehting special about it that sets it apart from other trash classics and it's certainly the jewel in Meyer's crown.

The lead actress and burlesque icon, Tura Satana was at the screening and gave a bit of a chat afterwards which was really nice. She was fascinating a spoke a lot about the background of making the movie. She's a tough girl and spoke a little about her rape-revenge gang days (I shit you not). It was pretty harrowing. She's certainly learned to deal with her anger though because the woman on that stage was a bubby, charming woman, not the scowlingly sumptuous villainess we know and love from the movies.

Next morning I had to get up bright and early for a screening of Black Christmas (the 1974 Canadian film, not the shit remake from last year). I had never seen it and I was pleasantly surprised to find that it's actually brilliant, like seriously BRILLIANT and pre-dates Halloween by 4 years making it the king of the stalk n slash genre, also it predates Halloween's use of the killer POV camerawork. Hmmm, tell that to those history books. There was a panel discussion later that day with three of the films stars, its cameraman and composer. That was fascinating and it was nice to see John Saxon who you may know as Nancy's cop dad in A Nightmare on Elm Street and Art Hindle who was in one of my favourite Cronenberg movies, The Brood. So, that was a treat. Although the cast and crew have gone on to bigger and better things since the film was made 35 years ago, they all had lots to say about it and it ended up being a really interesting panel. Interestingly enough, there is one shot in the film of the killer, he is shrouded in shadow and difficult to recognise. It seems nobody knows who played him. Everyone seems to forget and peoples guesses are all conflicting. I kinda like that. Gives it a bit of mystery, oooooh!

After that was a Q&A with Wes Craven which I was very excited about but I was kinda disappointed in. I dunno, he was just a bit closed and not that interesting. He did tell a wonderful story about the man who inspired the creation of Freddy Krueger...a creepy man standing outside his bedroom window. When the man saw Wes looking at home, he caught his eye, gave a really horrible grin and walked into his building..little Wes freaked out and got his brother to go look outside the apartment with his baseball bat. Creepy imagery. He spoke a little about the folding of New Line into Warner Brothers and the implications of that regarding the remake. Basically that nobody has much of a say in the matter. He spoke highly of the remake of Last House on the Left. He said it was really well-recieved in the first screenings. I'll reserve my judgement until I see it but I'm wary to say the least.

After that (actually during that, I had to leave early) was a Q&A with Brad Dourif. This was the event of the weekend for me. It's so amazing hearing him talk cos he's got That Voice He's a man with some interesting stories indeed, not least a great story about Werner Herzog and Klaus Kinski (they're always good stories) and a wonderful one about Christopher Lee but they're too long to go into here, and I couldn't tell them nearly as well as he could, so what's the point? What's great is that when he's telling a story and gets all excited he starts to sound like Chucky. Little bit of back story on me; I've been in love with Chucky movies since I was about 7 years old and was OBSESSED with Child's Play 1 and 2 well before Jamie Bulger happened. Then I wasn't allowed anymore. That just made Chucky even cooler. Anyhoo, he spoke a little about what it was like working on One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and Lord of the Rings and Deadwood. It was very exciting and he speaks really well about his craft. He loves his work (not so much the Chucky movies, but he's damned territorial about him).

On Sunday, the final day. Again, I up early for a Q&A with Italian horror director Ruggero Deodata. I'm sure you've all heard of the notorious video nasty Cannibal Holocaust, well this was his film. A very very sick and controversial film, with a lot to say about the dishonest nature of the media and misrepresentation of the truth. It's a tough one to watch, but ultimately very worthwhile. He spoke very little English so that was kind of annoying because there was a translator. But he was interesting and it was great to hear about the film's release and notorious court case. This involved an actress who had been impaled on a stick in the film. She disappeared after the film wrapped and the scene was so convincing that the filmmakers were arrested on suspicion of actually killing her on set. They eventually found her and all was well. It's a great effect though. I can see why the judges were so convinced of its authenticity. He then talked a little about The Blair Witch Project, which is very similar in presmise (and in my opinion, in premise alone) to Cannibal Holocaust. As soon as he heard about it he got on the phone to his lawyers and tried to sue them for $2million. Seems a little harsh if you ask me. It feel through in the end though, at least there's some justice in the world.

After Ruggero Deodata I wandered around the shopping stalls and I went and got my Brad Dourif autograph and that would have been nice if I wasn't such an awkward eejit and vomited nonsensical words at the poor man. But anyway, he was nice and he signed my Chucky photo. After that I watched a documentary about Ted V. Mikaels who is a trash (oooh, he doesn't like that word!) filmmaker who I'd never heard of but am now very interested in. He made films such as The Corpse Grinders and Astro Zombies...yes, he's THAT kitschy It was interesting but I left early to go see Sean Astin, Samwise Gamgee himself. He didn't have a moderator and actually just stood in front of a room of thousands and nattered for an hour. Seriously, this guy can talk. When we were outside waiting to go in, he happened to be standing beside me. He looked at the long queue and said to the guy next to him "Are all these people here to see me? Awww". Aww, indeed, Sean. Anyway, he had a lot to say about Lord of the Rings and The Goonies and working with Adam Sandler. He's an interesting guy. Then last but not least I went to a Q&A with Sid Haig who I pretty much only knew as Captain Spaulding in House of 1000 Corpses. I'm not a fan of the Rob Zombie films but I do like that guy. He's a great character actor. Anyway, he was really cool and told some great stories about life as an indie actor and passing up on the MArcellus Wallace role in Pulp Fiction. He cried too, telling stories about his grandparents. Not a guy you'd expect to see shedding tears so that was interesting.

Sunday night then was the big event. The screening of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre with Tobe Hooper. We got to see it on this great mucky print on a big screen. And Tobe Hooper talked for over an hour afterwards which was cool. Like Wes Craven, I didn't find him all that interesting. He answered questions in circles and didn't really say much of anything despie talking for ages. But it's always a treat to hear a filmmaker talk about their art. He did mention that his next project is an adaptation of Stephen King's non-horror From a Buick 8. That's exciting given the wonderful job he did on Salem's Lot.

All in all, it was a great weekend. I'm suffering from something very similar to music festival fatigue at the moment but I had SUCH a great time, I'm thinking of flying back for it next year.

Nerds are funny...seriously.

- Charlene Lydon 24/08/08

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Tropic Thunder

"I don't read the script, the script reads me"

Written By: Ben Stiller, Etan Cohen, Justin Theroux

Directed By: Ben Stiller

Starring: Ben Stiller, Robert Downey Jr, Jack Black, Jay Baruchel, Brandon T. Jackson, Matthew McConaghey, Tom Cruise

My rating 8/10

As far as stupid blockbuster comedies go, the only thing this film is missing is Will Ferrell. As close to perfect as big dumb summer movies get, Tropic Thunder is refreshingly disrespectful, delightfully satirical and a wonderful load of fun! With it's stupidly talented cast, I have to admit, my expectations for this film were sky high from about 6 months ago when I first saw the trailer. I wasn't disappointed, except perhaps with Tom Cruise's much-lauded role a s foul-mouthed movie producer Les Grossman.

Tropic Thunder is not only a brilliantly written, brilliantly acted film. It is also a fun action flick with plenty of explosions and gore. The film follows a bunch of vacuous Hollywood stereotypes (and one unpretentious up-and-comer, nicely played by Jay Baruchel) as they trek through a real-life drug war, unaware that the gunfire and explosions are anything more than guerilla filmmaking. Tugg Speedman (Stiller) is trying to come to terms with a flailing career, Kirk Lazarus (Downey Jr.) is a blonde Australian Oscar-winner taking "the method" too far, playing a black sargeant and in the process driving the actually black rapper-turned-actor Alpa Chino (Brandon T. Jackson) crazy with his refusal to come out of character. Jack Black plays Jeff Portnoy whose fart-filled movies are losing him the respect of his peers. He has also just lost his heroin stash to a rogue bat and is going through serious withdrawal when they come across the heroin processing plant. All of these characters, and all of the supporting characters are wonderfully simple and therfore easy to just sit back and enjoy.

Similarly to Stiller's earlier genius comedy, Zoolander, this movie hits all the scathing marks it aims for. Matthew McConaghey is brilliant as Cruise's agent who is desperately trying negotiate Tugg's TIVO, as stipulated in his contract, meanwhile being blissfully unaware of how far beyond contract things have actually gotten. His encounters with corporate slimeball Les Grossman (Tom Cruise) are funny and at times Cruise's performance is wonderful, let's not forget, he's still one of the greatest actors of our generation no matter how nuts and possibly evil he is. However, the performance takes a downturn into desperation as he moves into Goldmember territory with hip hop dance routines. It's a extremely cringe-worthy and it's a bit too clear how much Cruise is banking on this cameo to ensure his return to "hip with the kids" status. Hmmmm...didn't do it for me.

Anyway, as the story progresses, knocking down retards, blacks and fat folks as it goes, it becomes an action-packed extravaganza, but never forgets it's comedic responsibilities. I loved it! I loved it's irreverence for everything, it's sharply observed characters and it's brilliant, brilliant performances. Forget the Joker, my vote's for Kirk Lazarus "the dude playing a dude disguised as another dude".

Go see this movie, it's just simply a good movie. You'll enjoy it. And don't be a sap and get offended. It plays the South Park card and offends so many types of people that it therefore offends no-one.

- Charlene Lydon 14/08/08

Monday, August 11, 2008

The Orphanage

Directed By: Juan Antonia Bayona

Written By: Sergio G. Sanchez

Starring: Belen Rueda, Fernando Caya, Geraldine Chaplin

My Rating: 8/10

When a famous director "presents" a movie it generally means it's a bad b-movie. Wes Craven, Quentin Tarantino and Tobe Hooper deserve a good finger-wagging for the crimes against audiences that they have endorsed. Guillermo Del Toro, however, has proven himself to be a somewhat more trustworthy advocate. The Orphange is a wonderfully eerie and tragic tale about a woman who buys her old orphanage to turn into a home for sick children. After her son goes missing mysteriously, she tries to find him with the help of the ghosts from her past.

As the film starts it has the air of a tragic tale from the outset. Laura's adopted son is very ill, suffering from HIV. Not the start of you typical horror movie. The orphange itself holds many secrets and there is a creepy old lady pretending to be a social worker lurking around. The film is unsettling from the start, if a little standard. As it progresses however, it becomes more apparent that there is a thin line between ghosts and hallucinations. However, the film never really confirms either reality.

Much like Del Toro's Pan's Layrinth and The Devil's Backbone (to which this film owes a tremendous debt), the filmmaker never takes the side of supernatural or craziness. This makes for a nice comfort zone of believability and adds layers to interpretation to every incident in the film. There are a lot of questions left unanswered, but the film has a satisfying, if tragic denoument that really sets it apart from other creepy haunted house movies.

Definitely check this out. It is creepy, but ultimately a delicate human tragedy of madness and guilt.

- Charlene Lydon 11/08/08

The Lost Boys: The Tribe


"Who ordered the stake?"

Directed By: PJ Pesce

Written By: Hans Rodionoff

My rating: 3/10

Ok, Buffy can say "Who ordered the stake" and get away with it...Corey Feldman cannot!

I'll be honest and admit that I only rented this movie out of divilment and never thought for a second it would be anything more than something to make fun of. Unfortunately for me, it didn't fall into the category of "so bad it's at least entertaining". It took itself quite seriously and was just so heart-wrenchingly standard it was almost upsetting. However, if you're one of those people who just like horror movies and you'll enjoy nearly anything, then this will satisfy. It's got some nice gore and it has some nice vampire ladies for the boys! For fans of the original, this film will disappoint. The first movie was cheesy, yes. But it was delightfully innocently cheesy and it also had a genuinely clever script. This film is just medicority embodied.

The plot follows newcomers Chris (Stifler's Brother from American Pie: Band Camp, hmmm) and Nicole (replacement Mischa Barton from The O.C.), brother and sister who have more sexual chemistry than acting skills, which is disturbing. Apparently, according to interviews with the crew, these kids are supposed to be Michal and Star's children. This is never referenced and is just silly. Anyway, they come to town and are seduced by vamps. Chris must save his sister from a life of goth-hood. That's about it. Oh and the head vampire is played by Kiefer Sutherland's half-brother. I guess that could be called a nod to the original.

The Frog Bothers are now the Frog Brother, Edgar (Corey Feldman). The other Frog Brother is not referenced (until briefly at the end, we'll get back to that). Edgar is pretty much the same character as he was in the first one. To be honest, you hardly even notice that he's a grown-up now. He's still as deep-voiced and vicious as always and this character works, for the most part, but as per my first remark he really should lay off the cheesy slayer-speak. The end of the movie is a brief, pointless reference to the other Frog brother, and Sam, our teenage hero from the first movie which suggests some sort of mythology the audience is not aware of. Why? I dunno! Makes little sense! Why not just make a movie about what happened to Sam and the other Frog brother? Be sure to check out the alternative endings on the DVD, they make waaaaay more sense than the endings they used.

This is a silly little horror film, and all references to the original genius Lost Boys movie are purely cosmetic. Nothing sets this apart from any other straight to video horror flick...but curiosity killed the cat as they say, so if you must rent it (like me), don't get your hopes up too high.

- Charlene Lydon 11/08/08

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Step-Brothers

"You're a big, fat, curly-headed fuck!"

Written By: Will Ferrell, Adam McKay

Directed By: Adam McKay

Starring: Will Ferrell, John C. Reilly, Mary Steenburgen, Richard Jenkins.

My rating: 6/10

The set-up for Step-Brothers involves Nancy (Mary Steenburgen)and Robert (Richard Jenkins) an older couple who fall in love, get married and try to prepare to spend their retirement days living on their boat. Trouble is, both have brought a 40 year-old son who refuses to grow up into the marriage. Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly play these new step-brothers and "play" is the operative word here, as they let totally loose and have an enormous amount of fun with these characters. Although both are well capable of playing serious roles, they have both made goofy over-acting into a lovable art-form.

The set-up for Step-Brothers is definitely one of the most tantalising I'd heard in ages and ages. The second I heard about the general idea I thought to myself that all is forgiven for Talladega Nights and this pairing of Ferrell and Reilly as infantile brothers was the greatest stroke of genius ever. As predicted, this pair are great together and they bounce off each other really well. Although they play really similar characters, they both have their own personality that they bring to the film.

However, it's hard not to be a bit disappointed with how the film turned out. Similarly to Talladega Nights, the creative team seem to get a bit caught up in having fun with improv and it all gets a little lost in the mayhem. I like dick and fart jokes as much as the next guy...but certainly not as much as THESE guys. Not to be a prude or anything, but there's just too much of it here. They start to get unfunny after a whole. And who wants to see Will Ferrell's ball sack rubbed all over a drum set. No-one!

Step-brothers is by no means more disappointing than Talladega Nights which was downright retarded, but it's slightly too over-the-top for it's own good. However, I dare you not to howl laughing at certain points in the film. It's difficult not to join in with the enthusiasm shown by the actors involved. Kudos must be given to Adam Scott who plays Will Ferrell's brilliantly awful brother who is, I guess, the villain of the piece. He's a smug, horrible guy who we just loooove to hate. His performance was great and I seriously felt like punching him throughout the movie...a sign of a job well done.

So, to sum up, this movie is good, way better than Talladega Nights, but suffers a little from "coulda been" syndrome. It let itself go a little too wild, not grounding itself in reality, which lessens the impact of two such crazy lead characters. It's fun, you'll laugh, but it's a pretty standard film from what could've been a classic.

- Charlene Lydon 11/08/08

Thursday, July 31, 2008

You Don't Mess With the Zohan

"I just want to make people silky-smooth!"

Written by: Adam Sandler & Robert Smigel

Directed by: Dennis Dugan

Starring: Adam Sandler, John Turturro, Rob Schneider.

My rating: 5/10

I can't help it. All film lovers, no matter how well educated have their downfall. It seems mine is Adam Sandler (I have many, but he's a serious one). I have loved him since The Wedding Singer and have sat through some of the worst movies of my life because of him. But I always forgive him and I always see the best in them. After all, one thing you have to say about Sandler is that he seems like a pretty genuine guy. Thats why his films wind up being so crap a lot of the time, fun in favour of quality. That has to count for something right? Right? Anyone?

Well, You Don't Mess With the Zohan is something of a comfort zone for me. It's not a great movie but it doesn't offend me with it's crapness. Unlike I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry or Little Nicky which I found offensively bad. Zohan is too juvenile to loathe. It follows military hero Zohan (Adam Sandler) as he fakes his own death to ditch being a national hero in Israel and moves to New York to be a hairdresser armed with a fab new bouffant and a Paul Mitchell hairstyle book from the 1980s. Unfortunately, he doesn't know that the hairdressing world has moved on. However, he find his niche in a small hairdresser and falls for the owner who hates him (surprise! I wonder will she come round...). Things are going well until his Palestinian arch-nemesis Phantom tracks him down.

Zohan will probably not make you fall off your seat laughing but it will probably make you smile. Adam Sandler is his usual goofball self and his usual motley crew of character actors help to make this movie work. It's dreadfully silly, some people are offended that the politics are being brushed over/made fun of. I think it's charming. Leave your brain at home and maybe you'll get a few laughs out of this one!

- Charlene Lydon 31/9/08