Posts Tagged ‘9/11’

W.

W.

Wednesday, January 28th, 2009

I haven’t really gotten into expanding this idea in the relevant reviews, but here is just yet another 2008 movie that somehow managed to state the bleedin’ obvious and still get relatively decent reviews. I can understand how an artist like Oliver Stone would want to defy expectation as much as any artist, and that for him perhaps that means, as he did with World Trade Center, completely dodging the scathing political commentary and conspiracy theorising that characterises his best regarded work. This to me is okay. But World Trade Center and this movie are not the place to do it. This movie looks and sounds fine all over, but it’s a complete waste of resources – and in this case doesn’t even compensate for that as WTC did to an extent by making what it does show interesting.

Maybe Stone felt that doing a direct satire, spoof, a comedy of Bush’s error, he’d just be repeating material that had been done to death already. That’s true too. I think it would still have made a much more lasting, entertaining, and possibly even more insightful and worthwhile product. I kinda don’t know what else to say about this movie. None of it particularly impressed me technically, and if nothing else it merely showed how bland Bush’s journey to the White House really was. Maybe that was intended. Doesn’t make a good movie.



Zeitgeist / Zeitgeist Addendum

Zeitgeist / Zeitgeist Addendum

Wednesday, January 21st, 2009

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.” – Jiddu Krishnamurti, just one of the many great quotes these two documentaries are packed with.

This might not be a favourable comparison to some but – trust me I mean it well, I think – these reminded me a lot of What the Bleep do We Know? and its sequel Down the Rabbit Hole. I don’t have a lot to say about either, so I’m combining them into the one review.

Don’t let the lack of wordage here make you think I thought as little of them – there’s information in these four hours that make them certainly worth watching at least once by every man, woman and child on the planet. Many, as I did, will find a lot information they already had from other sources – for me personally, I’m a total liberal anyway so I gobble up information like this, I watch Colbert, the Daily Show, South Park, I listen to This American Life and Radio Lab, so a lot of what’s said here has already been “revealed” to me either in pure fact as here or just as part of a joke.

What has to be said about these documentaries, as often happens with these kinds of things, kind of hangs around that very word “documentary”. Like the What the Bleep films, the whole thing is just so one-sided and utopian (ahem … “weapons of mass creation,” I mean, come on …) you’d be a fool not to take them with a very large and healthy scoop of salt and skepticism. When, as here, they use footage of and quotes from Carl Sagan, the requirement for a baloney detection kit should be even more of a no-brainer. For if you watch movies like this, that basically tell you exactly what you want to hear – that your life sucks merely because of the failings of others and an evil superpower – and lap it up without question, you’re kind of playing into the core problem they’re addressing. I say this because I’ve read a lot of reviews that took the one-sided argument exactly that way.

One thing I found wrong with the first movie, which is perfectly – even exhaustively – methodical in putting forth its 9/11 argument, is that it gave no real thoughts regarding what exactly we’re supposed to do with all this information. Luckily, this is fixed in the Addendum which closes with a shopping list of ideas, kinda like those at the end of “The 11th Hour” or “An Inconvenient Truth,” or ways in which we might fix this. Many have pointed out that none of these ideas have really been thought much beyond the idea(l) stage. The fact remains though that however one-sided or idealistic these docs may be, if you’re gonna be one-sided and idealistic, there are worse things to be one-sided and idealistic about than what these movies are suggesting. They do manage to convince you that it’s possible. They’re more visually interesting than the average documentary to boot – the second one vastly improving on the first. And anything that includes footage from Network and lines from Carl Sagan – even if, as was the case in Frost/Nixon you may as well just watch the interview, you may as well just watch Network and read Sagan, LOL – really, I just can’t argue with.



Man on Wire

Man on Wire

Tuesday, December 9th, 2008

I’ve said a number of times before now how I’m not a fan of the “reconstructed” brand of documentary making which kinda began, for me at least, with Touching the Void. I’d heard there were such segments in this film and worried about how I’d feel about them. Luckily, they’re very well placed and the style fits the overall mood, which – unlike the grave human endeavour in Touching the Void is here a very French, impish, childlike sense of mischief, enhanced by the look Philippe Petit has of Malcolm McDowell in A Clockwork Orange and the Lindsay Anderson movies (something about the nose and mouth, I find, like an inherent snarl). There is an adult innocence to this movie that only thrilled me in glimpses the first time around because it was so unexpected – I imagine on further viewings it will ultimately swallow me in its beauty. It’s highlighted, as most reviews have pointed out, by the complete absence of mention of 9/11 despite the towers practically being a character in Petit’s story. The use of Michael Nyman’s music is perfect too. I can’t wait to see it again.



Shortbus

Shortbus

Friday, March 28th, 2008

“9/11 … it’s the only thing real that’s ever happened to them.”

There’s something about this, kinda as with Hedwig and the Angry Inch, that made me certain at all turns that I shouldn’t have been loving it as much as I was. I’ve written far too often of how the world at large’s insistence on the binary separation of male and female as something ever-defining etc pisses me off (I mean, Jesus wept, today I had to tell a machine what was between my legs before I could sit in the waiting room at the dentist’s …), and on the whole, this movie (ironically, again like Hedwig) doesn’t have as much leeway on this matter as you’d think it might: in so many of these self-proclaimed open-minded pieces, you’re still either male or female or, if you’re lucky, inbetween – which is great; but … if you are inbetween in movies like this, you’ve got to be somehow overly extravagant, flamboyant or offensive – I mean, whoever heard of a boring, down-to-earth deviant, right? All that said, as with Hedwig, in this case it works: because, as I’ll say over any cliché thing that should annoy yet doesn’t, the rules don’t apply if such behaviours come from believable characters; and this movie is among the most human I’ve seen.

I still think that anyone who lets sex rule their lives to this degree is really missing out on 10 times as much as I’m sure they’d think I’m missing out on clinging to my virginity … if I met these people in real life, I’d steer clear of them. But, put on film, I don’t know, it’s every bit as much a celebration of life and humanity and finding yourself as Hedwig was. There’s something about having this stuff laid bare in an undeniably artistic (as opposed to pornographic) context that makes it get seriously under your skin with a passion. I personally didn’t find it as explicit as I’d heard; though certainly there are things shown that I’ve never seen in anything so “mainstream”, I feel more offense is likely to be caused by things like the sexualisation of the Statue of Liberty and the shelf of dildos overlooking Ground Zero at the start.

I’ll watch it again if only for its raw beauty. Between this and Hedwig, I’m pretty sure one day John Cameron Mitchell is really gonna wow me – in fact, I have to admit, it’s probably only that hunch and a second viewing keeping this and Hedwig from that elusive 5th heart.



A Mighty Heart

A Mighty Heart

Friday, December 21st, 2007

The poster of this says, “This is the story you haven’t heard.” Hmm. Yeh – unless of course you’ve read the book by Daniel Pearl’s wife that it’s based on, I guess. Even if you haven’t, I don’t think there’s a lot here that couldn’t be inferred by the basics of the story. Your husband goes missing in the most dangerous part of the world right now, how exactly are you gonna react?

I considered trying like so many have not to sound insensitive in this review, to glow enough about Angelina Jolie’s performance that I don’t have to worry about the lack of comment on the rest of the movie. I decided, hopefully those who know me already will know I’m sensitive about stuff like this, and hopefully those who don’t know me that care about whether a person is sensitive about such things will attempt to get to know me.

In short, it’s not that great a movie. I was swung as most everyone else by Jolie’s performance in the end – though I’m still a little skeptical that the nonetheless emotionally affecting “screaming in a room” scene is really worthy of an Oscar nod – but like the last Michael Winterbottom movie I saw before the only slightly better Cock and Bull Story, Code 46, this is ultimately so “authentically” procedural it’s painful (and not in a good way).