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DVD REVIEW: TRUE GRIT (1969)

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Before we gear ourselves up for one of the most anticipated films of the year, in the Coen Brothers’ adaptation of True Grit, take time beforehand to relish in the original adaptation of Charles Portis’ novel starring the one and only, John Wayne – and if you look at the image above, now complete with ‘gritter’ cover art. Released in 1968 this tale of revenge is told through the eyes of young Maddie Ross (Kim Darby), as she embarks on a spirited adventure through Indian territory with a Texas Ranger played by Glen Campbell and an ageing US Marshall named, Reuben “Rooster” Cogburn (Wayne) as they attempt to track down her father’s killer, Tom Chaney (Jeff Corey).

The historical merit of True Grit is slightly lost on me, especially as my only real connection to John Wayne was the distinctly non-Western, Ireland-based drama, The Quiet Man (as a child I actually visited the town it was filmed in). However given Wayne’s prestige, I found it quite astonishing to learn True Grit was the only time the screen legend ever won an Oscar for Best Actor. Upon watching it though, it’s easy to see why. You don’t have to subject yourself to countless upbeat Westerns to know Wayne was infamous for playing the squeaky clean heroic archetypes in the majority of his films, however with True Grit he tosses that preconceived notion on its head, playing this witty, ageing, washed-up, alcoholic to near perfection.

While Glen Campbell was perfect folly to Wayne’s knowing eccentrics, it was Kim Darby who impressed more so as the spirited heroine of the piece, Maddie Ross. She was confident, morally adherent, even if time has made her persistence in the film, verge on plain irritating. The random minor appearance of a young Robert Duvall did raise a smile though.

Where True Grit feels most outdated however is in the distinct lack of ‘grit’ it claims to be true to. Especially when you consider Clint Eastwood and Sergio Leone were making the particularly gritty and ever-lasting classic Man With No Name Trilogy (A Fistful of Dollars/A Few Dollars More and, of course, The Good, The Bad and The Ugly) in the years prior to True Grit’s release. The film also lacked any kind of moody atmosphere for the story it was trying to tell, with the score being in line with Wayne’s more infamous brand of Westerns – in which over time has simply conjured images of the Mel Brooks parody, Blazing Saddles, for myself.

If all that damning criticism hasn’t turned you off from, curiously, viewing the film, even just to see how it compares to the upcoming remake, and if you’re this way inclined, I would recommend going for Blu-Ray version if possible as the standard DVD is completely absent of all the additional extras such as, audio commentary from Western film historian, Jeb Rosebrook, executive editor of True West magazine, Bob Boze Bell and historian of the American West, J. Stuart Rosebrook. As well as, a trailer and a couple of featurettes, not to mention presented in glorious 1080p.

Having not seen the remake just yet (review next week), I imagine this version will only be considered a companion piece to what’s to come. Regardless of which may be better, the film still manages to stand on its own feet as an entertaining Western adventure tale of slight suspense, shot in richly lush technicolor, featuring an iconic performance from one of the greatest cinematic presences of all time, in John Wayne. My only real problem with it? Lacks sufficient grit.

Film: 3/5
DVD Extras: 0/5
Blu-Ray Extras: 3.5/5

This reissue of True Grit is available from major suppliers on DVD and Blu-Ray from February 7th 2011.

REVIEW: THE FIGHTER

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For a man who isn’t the biggest fan of the sport, I find it truly amazing and strangely fascinating to see films about boxing always, seemingly, dominate the award season. As far back as 1931 when The Champ nabbed a Best Picture nomination at the Academy Awards we’ve seen the likes of Rocky, Million Dollar Baby, Ali, Cinderella Man and Raging Bull practically guaranteed to be Oscar fluff. And why is that? Like or hate the sport, everyone loves a good underdog story, or tale about redemption, or drastic falls from grace, or real life icons immortalised on the big screen. The latest entry to the fold, The Fighter promises practically all four of these qualities. However, it unfortunately just fails to deliver.

The film tells the true story about former professional boxer, ‘Irish’ Micky Ward (Mark Wahlberg) and his half brother, Dicky Eklund (Christian Bale). The story centres around Ward’s faltering career, reluctantly fighting duff matches through his mother’s almost suffocating management. All the while, his eccentric and troubled brother, Dicky is filming a documentary about his crack addiction, unbeknownst to his family who believe he’s simply documenting his much touted comeback.

Save for two remarkable performances from Christian Bale and Melissa Leo, I found the first half of The Fighter largely unremarkable, feeling it had as much cinematic merit as a high budget TV movie. Then suddenly it hit a specific half way point, when the audience and his family see Dicky’s documentary for the first time and the hype of Bale’s contribution and dedication to this role suddenly became justified. It was as truly heart-wrenching and grizzly as Micky Rourke in 2009′s, The Wrestler, or superficially Bale’s turn in the mind-bending film, The Machinist.

Mark Wahlberg’s Ward was a very easy character to relate to, he was, quintessentially, a working-class family man. Ultimately wanting to do right by his mother and brother, while wanting to impress his new girlfriend and give his daughter a better life. These admirable qualities are compounded by a tentative naivety and being bullied into doing whatever his family feels he should do. His coming of age, underdog tale is what humanises this gritty film.

Though the film’s two leading men deserve the plaudits, the two supporting ladies equally deserve the same. Melissa Leo was brilliant in her almost devious and tragic turn as this ageing, money grabbing old crone who rarely shares the love between her sons as evenly as she does her absolutely repulsive daughters. While Amy Adams shows her clout in the role as Ward’s girlfriend. Slightly different for Adams, from the sweet, kind-hearted characters she’s taken on over the years.

Where The Fighter stumbles, for me, is in director, David O Russell’s lack of cinematic vision on the tale, really bereft of any genuine iconic moments and emotional grandeur for the occasion. If it hadn’t of been for the larger than life performances the film would have wilted away into the background, as oppose to surprisingly appearing on nomination lists at the Golden Globes, Oscars and BAFTAs.

In truth, these accolades almost hinder the film’s enjoyment and is probably best appreciated when forgetting it’s going up against the likes of Black Swan, The King’s Speech, Toy Story 3 and Inception.

The Fighter very nearly delivers on all the themes it tries to cover – reminiscent of all the boxing films past – but ultimately results in a film of two halves. It simply opens too slow and sluggish for my own tastes, but the beautifully acted second half more than makes up for it, as Wahlberg’s journey from fame to shame to fame again is heightened by one of the defining performances of Christian Bale’s career. The supporting turns from Adams and Leo add to this emotional working-class tale about family bonds and personal redemption. Enjoyable but there’s similar films out there, which are better. Much better.

3.5/5

The Dilemma *

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The only dilemma here is why people are paying good money to suffer this mess of a drama.  The websites have it right when they simplify the plot synopsis down to one single sentence, there’s really not much else to it.  Basically a man sees his best friends wife cheating and has to decide how and when to tell him about the affair.  The unfortunate weight that is put on his shoulders is that he is witness to the affair and as a friend he has to deliberate first if he should tell his best friend come business partner and then of course how to tell him.

Starring as the man in the middle is Vince Vaughn, pretty much acting his over the top self and by no stretch of his talent.  If you’ve seen anything Vaughn has had a partially comic role in you’ve seen his role in ‘The Dilemma’.  Going round and round in circles, it’s a drama where Vaughn takes on most of the typical script based emotions and responses, never creating anything distinguishing, new or memorable.  The script itself seems to spend a great deal of the time creating and explaining little twists which aren’t very original and could easily be stolen from any drama/comedy where people have to make decisions that are part of a cause and effect schema.

Kevin James is the best friend in question, a work obsessed car engine developer.  His character is quite the unstable genius, so debatable motives have driven him into a rut of banality with his wife played by Winona Ryder.  Ryder plays an even more unstable wife, driven by her selfish desires and definitely a woman on the edge as she happily creates for herself a second life of idealism with lover Zip.  Channing Tatum doesn’t feel like he’s acting terribly much as Zip the tattooed wild boy with a sensitive side and the push is the joke about his beloved fish.  At this point it’s clear somebody down the lines of production had the idea of blunt jokes that are played out bluntly and unskilfully are what sells.  This is evident in Queen Latifahs role as high up business woman who makes continual reference to erection jokes as her way of fitting in with the male focused car industry she works in.  In feminist terms this is both inefficient and a poor display of how females can work in powerful roles.

Any endearing qualities have been neglected from this films creation and what results is a comedy drama that neither gets the laughs nor manages to thrill dramatically as it might have suggested it would.  The budget has been spent on the names and yet it’s got a made for TV sensation that develops throughout, but I can’t help thinking that splitting it up into episodes would make it even less dramatic.  Not much is going in favour of a film which could be original and perhaps even done something new in narrative terms.  Instead it opts for the overdone and flops in popularity.

REVIEW: BLUE VALENTINE

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Within minutes of Blue Valentine beginning, you have a fair idea that it’s probably not going to end well. The inevitable melodrama aside however, sees the audience treated to two absolutely stellar performances from, in my opinion, two of Hollywood’s most under-rated and hardest working actors. The film tells the story of young married couple Dean and Cindy Pereira – played by Ryan Gosling and Michelle Williams – as it shows how they originally fell in love, then fast-forwarding to the present day and painful realisation that it isn’t all ‘happily ever after’.

Going in with the expectation, all of this film would put me on an extreme downer, I was pleasantly surprised by the warmth and affection Blue Valentine radiated through certain moments, more so in the scenes set in ‘the past’. However, it is slightly disheartening to see the concept of marriage and having children sold as nothing other than a fruitless venture.

Though the film sees both stars crumble into a pit of complete melancholy, it’s very much Michelle Williams who outshines her co-star. I got the impression the story was ultimately her’s, while Gosling acted as, one of the many, catalysts to the sadness unfairly inflicted upon her. As far back as her father (The Wire’s John Doman), the character’s male influences – including an ex-boyfriend played by Mike Vogul – have been nothing short of horrid, finding solace mainly in her grandmother’s love and affection. I found even in the ‘flashback’ moments there was a strange deviousness to Gosling’s character, yet as the credits roll, I didn’t feel a true sense of anger and a distinctive distaste for the man, just an intensely profound amount of pity.

Reminiscent of, the excellent 2004 drama, Closer there was always this uncomfortable awkwardness to watching two people’s lives fall apart, and personally you might have to worry if you take some sadistic pleasure in viewing such a film. Like all good pieces of Indie-Americana cinema it also features a touching score from the folk act, Grizzly Bear.

Blue Valentine bleakly provokes the question of why we all fall in love, if there is such a thing as ‘love at first sight’ and presents the rather humanistic answers such questions and consequences throw at us. Williams and Gosling’s chemistry is remarkable and deserves its plaudits, just best not to go see this one on a first date. If this film is anything to go by, love is black and blue but thankfully there’s still a hint it can still be heart-warmingly red all over.

3.5/5

Blue Valentine is UK cinemas now. Belfast audiences will be able to see the film in Queen’s Film Theatre from Friday 4th February.

REVIEW: Black Swan

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Black Swan PosterDirected by Darren Aronofsky

Starring Natalie Portman (V For Vendetta), Mila Kunis (Forgetting Sarah Marshall), Vincent Cassell (Irreversible)

I’ll never forget the first time I saw π, Aronofsky‘s brilliant debut. A friend of mine sat me down, told me to shut up, watch, and listen, then switched the movie on without another word.  It was the most intense audio visual experience I’d ever had, and I desperately wished I could go back in time to experience it all over again, fresh, with no preconceptions.

Aronofsky has since then added to his impressive body of work – some well received, others not so much (I don’t care what you think, I thought The Fountain was a great film).  All of them, without exception, feature a protagonist consumed by an internal quest: in π it’s Max‘s (Sean Gullette) search for the perfect number system, Requiem For A Dream sees Harry (Jared Leto) lose himself in the pursuit of heroin, The Fountain has Tom (Hugh Jackman) desperately trying to develop a cure for his wife’s terminal brain tumour and The Wrestler, by far Aronofsky‘s most intimate and naturalistic creation, shows Randy (Mickey Rourke) trying to piece his life together after a heart attack forces him to retire from professional wrestling.

Black Swan is no different. Nina (Natalie Portman) is a professional Ballet Dancer given the opportunity to dance the lead in her company’s production of Swan Lake.  Her choreographer Thomas (Vincent Cassell), has chosen her for the part, despite his concerns that, while she’s a technically brilliant dancer, she lacks the ability to truly lose herself in the role.  The lead in Swan Lake is particularly challenging as the dancer has to convey the graceful innocent beauty of the white swan, as well as the dark and brooding sexually charged mystique of the black swan (the white swan’s evil twin sister).

Black SwanNina‘s fundamental character flaw is her need for perfection, both on and off stage.  She rehearses obsessively, every move she makes has been practiced to the point that she’s no longer having to think while dancing, and this proves to be a stumbling block when rehearsing for her new role.  While it’s an acceptable approach to the white swan, the black swan requires more of an emotional commitment, a mental abandonment that her choreographer initially feels is beyond her capability.

When Lily (Mila Kunis) appears on the scene (on loan from a San Francisco ballet company) Nina‘s world starts to slowly crumble around her.  While Lily isn’t as technically brilliant a dancer as Nina, she’s able to infuse her movements with a passion and sexuality that Nina is unable to reproduce, and this new dancer is a potential threat to her newly appointed role.

Nina‘s entire life is dancing.  We see nothing of her social life, in fact it’s made clear that the only social interaction she encounters when not at the dance studio is from her overbearing mother (Barbara Hershey), and this goes a long way to explaining why she finds it so hard to convey passion and smouldering sexuality: she lacks the life experience necessary to draw from, and it’s not something that can be learnt.   Nina‘s mother seems to have locked her in a perpetual state of innocence, where appearance is everything, and her daughter must succeed to appease her own failed dance career.  The audience gets the distinct impression that as demanding as ballet dancing is, it’s the only real thing that Nina can escape to to avoid her overbearing mother.  The real tragedy is that by denying her daughter a life outside of dance, she’s denied her the opportunity to develop emotionally, thus stunting her dancing ability.

Black Swan 1At first glance it would seem that Black Swan is the spiritual sequel to π. Like Max‘s all consuming passion for his number system, Nina‘s obsession with the role of the black and white swan (and dancing in general), drives her to push herself far beyond the realms of normal behaviour, and causes her a significant amount of mental distress.  This is conveyed expertly in the film’s cinematography.  The physically demanding world of ballet is renowned for it’s obsession with beauty, and you would be hard pushed to find a shot in this film that doesn’t have a mirror or reflection featured in it.  It’s also a clever device for displaying the duality of Nina‘s character and of the white and black swan.  While it’s tempting to write more about this aspect of the film, to do so would truly ruin the experience for those who haven’t seen it, and there’s enough material to write a thesis.

Ultimately, Black Swan, and indeed, all of Aronofsky‘s films, tell the story of someone who’s struggling to escape from a reality that’s slowly, and painfully, consuming them – whether it’s escape through drug use, throwing yourself into your work to avoid facing up to your wife’s impending death, or becoming a wrestling superstar on weekends so you can forget that your daughter hates your guts and you live in a trailer park.

Black Swan is no different.

Black Swan Now, to the dancing.  It’s a guilty secret of mine that I studied dance for a short period of time, but even so –  ballet tends to leave me feeling a little cold. I was initially concerned that despite Aronofsky‘s involvement in this film, I’d find the dance sequences a tad boring.  It’s always best to strip yourself of pre-conceptions before a film, but if I was having to review a film about football (a sport I’m so indifferent about I can’t even bring myself to rant about it), I’m almost positive that shots of play would greatly affect my enjoyment of the film.  I had no such problem’s with Black Swan.  All of the dance sequences are nothing short of beautiful, Portman and Kunis have obviously trained to a professional standard before shooting, and there were points in the film where the choreography and music were so powerful, I was practically reduced to tears.  While I’m not going to rush out and buy tickets to the next ballet I see advertised, if they were for the production of Swan Lake that’s being performed in the film, I’d not only buy tickets, I’d probably go more than once.

Black Swan is an impressive psychological thriller from a master director who never fails to disappoint.

5/5

Black Swan is released by Fox Searchlight Pictures on 21st January 2011

REVIEW: 127 HOURS

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Anyone with even a slight interest in film, or even current affairs, will know what Danny Boyle’s latest film, 127 Hours is about long before they’ve settled themselves in the cinema. Furthermore if you know what it’s about, then you’ll know already know about that particular scene. However if you prefer to be kept in the dark about such matters, 127 Hours tells the true story of adrenaline junkie, Aaron Ralston, as he finds himself trapped in an isolated cavern, located in Canyonlands National Park, Utah.

Admittedly I wasn’t overly enamoured by the idea of sitting in a cinema watching a man struggle between life and death for 90 minutes before the inevitable conclusion the film leads us to. I’m not squeamish, it just isn’t my idea of a pleasant afternoon out, or in front of the television. However, the film takes this rather straight forward story and creates something of a personal odyssey of Ralston’s soul – highlighting the mistakes and flaws of his past which he eventually feels he needs to rectify, by any means necessary. The real man himself, in the years after, described the whole event about how he didn’t lost a hand, but gained his life back.

James Franco has progressed leaps and bounds since his early days appearing as Peter Parker’s troubled chum in the Spider-Man films, taking on all kinds of different roles, and coming out all the better for it, transforming himself into one of Hollywood’s genuine leading men of this generation.

With 127 Hours he continues this streak of great performances with the touching portrayal of Aaron Ralston, not necessarily coming across like a bad person pre-amputation, but certainly emerging as a new man after. His performance carried the audience through every emotion imaginable, often tragic, desperate, comedic and even uplifting, which is quite remarkable considering he lead most of the film, on his own, in such a confined space – slightly reminiscent of Ryan Reynolds in last year’s stripped down minimalistic thriller, Buried.

Visually, as Rolston starts to lose a slight grip on reality, the film takes us through some truly strange and trippy imagery, often teasing that the character might be saved or, quite the opposite, die there alone without so much as a whimper. Of course, the main talking point of 127 Hours is the infamous amputation scene, and it’s as hard-hitting and uncomfortable as initial reports have suggests. However, to Danny Boyle’s credit he does execute it (poor wording?) with a degree of elegance and integrity, which doesn’t lower the tone of the whole film.

Once you get over the first tentative sounds of bones breaking – which I personally thought was worse than the slicing of the arm – just switch off the mind and let yourself be carried by the emotional roller-coaster that ensues from there on, as it makes for some truly remarkable cinema, enhanced even more by the sounds of Sigur Ros. Yes I admit, the tears were flowing and the heart was left feeling toasty warm.

Final Thoughts
127 Hours has all the ingredients for award-winning success; another excellent leading performance from James Franco, an original approach, beautiful direction and epic camera-work from Danny Boyle as well as intensely provocative themes which test the true perseverance of the human soul. Truly remarkable cinema, but unfortunately I’m not sure if I could handle watching it again for a long time after.

4/5

REVIEW: THE NEXT THREE DAYS

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You never quite know what you’re going to get when sitting down to a new Russell Crowe film. Like him or (as most seemingly do) loathe him, his CV does contain a reasonable amount of diversity from the enjoyable cheesy ‘historical’ epics such as Gladiator, Master and Commander and Robin Hood to more measured dramas like A Beautiful Mind and Cinderella Man, not to mention, a personal old favourite, long before Edward Norton made such films in vogue,his infamous breakout piece, Romper Stomper.

For his latest venture he’s teamed up with Crash director and Bond rejuvenator, Paul Haggis, for the tense thriller, The Next Three Days. Based on the 2008 French film, Anything for Her, the film tells the story of a man who (Crowe) will go to great lengths to free his wife (Elizabeth Banks) from prison, after being convicted for a murder he, profusely, believes she didn’t commit – despite the evidence being heavily stacked against her.

For lack of real exposure – during a frantic period of Oscar campaign from most studios – in the lead up to the film’s release, I admittedly wasn’t expecting a great deal, but was pleasantly surprised with the results. It combines elements seen in classic ‘whodunit’ capers such as The Fugitive and injects a modern grittiness seen in films like last year’s brilliant Ben Affleck film, The Town and coming across slightly like a toned down companion to 2009′s ridiculously flamboyant, Law Abiding Citizen.

Russell Crowe’s portrayal of conflicted husband, John Brennan was a strangely fascinating one. You would be quite right in thinking he’s an irrational loon, but he does it in such a sympathetic and humanistic way, it’s hard not to feel for the position he’s in. Unbeknownst to all his family and friends around him, he desperately plunges himself into the depths of the criminal underworld to know everything, he needs to know, about breaking out of prison. Elizabeth Banks meanwhile has come a long way from her days of making cameo appearances in Scrubs and glorified walk-on parts in the first three Spider-Man films, and all the better for it, a tremendously likable actress who keeps you guessing of her innocent right to the film’s slightly sombre closing moments.

The most remarkable, and seemingly most undersold, element of the film was the oodles of quality and star-power littered in the supporting performances. Liam Neeson’s role in the film, though limited to essentially one scene, was hugely significant to the story, as the street-wise ex-convict, turned author who had previously broken out of prison on numerous occasions. While 2011′s hottest new leading lady, Olivia Wilde just added an extra level of gravitas and eye-candy to a character that would’ve been totally passable otherwise. Other honourable mentions include the excellent Lennie James – seen in last month’s critically hailed and fanboy panned AMC drama, The Walking Dead, and most remembered by me, his role in Guy Ritchie’s Snatch – as well as the often overlooked Brian Dennehy as Crowe’s estranged but compassionate father.

Most impressively, Haggis did a tremendous job of instilling a degree of realism to such an outlandish plot. This wasn’t the tale of a simple college lecturer who suddenly turned into a ruthless, prison breaking, schemer overnight, this was a world completely alien to what he previously knew and makes a lot of genuine mistakes along the way. Haggis also very regularly takes a break from the tense pace to remind the leading character of the rock and the hard place he so often finds himself in; be an attentive father to his socially troubled seven year old or trying to never give up hope on his incarcerated wife? Quite tragic in truth.

If I had to be overly critical, I would say the suggestive intensity of the film’s title is grossly misleading, as the time scale of the film is a bit longer than one would assume. The film also lost some of its edge and emotional impact with a happier, ‘Hollywood’ ending than I would have imagined but nevertheless found myself being completely satisfied upon leaving the cinema.

Final Thoughts
The Next Three Days is as tense and gritty as it is emotional and humanly flawed. An extremely enjoyable thriller with terrific performances from Crowe, Banks, Neeson and co, which makes its hefty running-time not feel like an overly taxing one. Just don’t be fooled kids, takes more than three days to plan a prison break, and this film knows it.

4/5

The Next Three Days is in cinemas now.