From the monthly archives:

August 2007

No Country For Old Men

No Country For Old Men (Directors: Joel and Ethan Coen, USA, 2007): Based on the Cormac McCarthy novel of the same name, No Country For Old Men is a wel­come return to form from the Coen brothers. The West Texas set­ting and the noirish storyline recall their first film, Blood Simple (1984), but with more than twenty addi­tional years of film­making exper­i­ence as well as strong source material, this is a much more accom­plished film. Josh Brolin turns in an excel­lent per­form­ance as Llewellyn Moss, a pre­ma­turely “retired” welder who stumbles upon a crime scene while hunting in the desert. It’s obvious that it’s a drug deal gone bad, and among the bodies and shot-up pickup trucks is a suit­case full of cash. Finding the tempta­tion too strong, he takes the money. From there, he is pur­sued relent­lessly by Javier Bardem, sent in as “the per­fect tool” to retrieve the money. Tommy Lee Jones is the inef­fec­tual but philo­soph­ical sheriff whose des­pair finally gets the better of him.

Bardem’s per­form­ance, while seem­ingly over the top, is remark­able. He is less a person than a force. While Tommy Lee Jones rep­res­ents the law, Bardem is law­less­ness, chaos and death all rolled into one. And yet he fol­lows his own twisted logic, tying up all loose ends according to his own code of ethics.

The film fol­lows a very simple storyline, and the lack of a musical score keeps the sus­pense at almost unbear­able levels. Bardem’s intro­duc­tion also leaves the viewer unsure what he will do in any given scene for the rest of the film. Brolin is the not quite inno­cent but still sym­path­etic victim-hero of the story, and as he mem­or­ably says to his wife early in the film, “Stuff hap­pens. I can’t take it back.” Indeed, stuff hap­pens. And you won’t be able to look away while it does.

Trailer
Official site for the film

9/10(9/10)

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Manuela Velasco
(image cour­tesy of image.net)

The 64th annual Venice Film Festival is underway, and although I haven’t been fol­lowing what films will be there, I was delighted to find this cheeky photo of Spanish beauty Manuela Velasco on the red carpet. She’s there to pro­mote the Spanish horror film [Rec], which shared the opening night bill with Atonement, adapted from the Ian McEwan novel and star­ring Keira Knightley.

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Control

by James McNally on August 30, 2007 · 4 comments

in Film Festivals, TIFF

Control
Control (Director: Anton Corbijn, UK/USA, 2007): My fears about this one were mostly jus­ti­fied. Anton Corbijn began his career as a rock pho­to­grapher and is per­haps best known for shooting the covers of U2’s albums. From there he moved into dir­ecting music videos before taking on this film as his fea­ture debut. Corbijn has crafted a pretty con­ven­tional biopic about the life of Joy Division’s singer Ian Curtis, who com­mitted sui­cide by hanging him­self on the eve of the group’s first US tour in 1980. All of the form­ative moments are checked off: Ian as glam-loving teen­ager singing in front of a mirror, Ian meeting and mar­rying his wife Debbie, upon whose memoir (Touching From a Distance) the film is based, Ian’s first epi­leptic seizure, Ian’s affair with Belgian groupie Annik Honoré (played by an impossibly gor­geous Alexandra Maria Lara). As with most biopics, time is com­pressed to a ridicu­lous extent, making it dif­fi­cult to feel any depth in par­tic­ular scenes before we’re rushed off to the next major event. As well, Corbijn films in black and white, and instead of making late 70s Macclesfield look like the grim indus­trial suburb it was, he almost makes it look pretty. In the same way, he pho­to­graphs Curtis (played ably by young Sam Riley) like the rock pho­to­grapher he can’t leave behind. Samantha Morton does a fine job of por­traying the for­gotten wife, but given that she was hardly acknow­ledged by the mem­bers of the band, it’s hard to trust much of the script, which must by nature deal in speculation.

However, the actors por­traying the band mem­bers played all their own music, and did a won­derful job. And the film drove me back imme­di­ately to listen to my Joy Division records, which must mean some­thing worked. I thought the scenes leading up to Curtis’ death were handled sens­it­ively as well. But per­haps my favourite moment was one of the lightest. The pres­ence of John Cooper Clarke (playing John Cooper Clarke!) per­forming his inim­it­able spoken word piece “Evidently Chickentown” made me long for the days when someone like Clarke could open for a band as “dark” as Joy Division.

Curtis’ story reminded me vividly of another reluctant rock star. Someone hungry for fame but then dis­dainful when it arrived. Someone who mar­ried and had a child only to doubt his abil­ities as a hus­band and father. Someone who struggled with health issues to the point of des­pair. Yes, I think if there is an after­life, Ian Curtis and Kurt Cobain are sharing a cigar­ette somewhere.

Trailer
Official Site

8/10(8/10)

NOTE: I saw this film before the film fest­ival started at a spe­cial press screening. I’ve actu­ally revised my numer­ical rating upward in the days since I first saw the film.

UPDATE: The film opens in Toronto, Montreal and Vancouver on October 23rd.

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And yes, it was extremely dif­fi­cult to narrow it down to just ten films. Toronto Screen Shots cor­res­pond­ents Jay Kerr and Jason Chu will post their early picks in the com­ments to give you an idea of what we’ll be cov­ering during this year’s fest. A few of us got to see some early press screen­ings as well so there will be a few more than just our “offi­cial” films.

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Naissance des Pieuvres (Water Lilies)

Naissance des Pieuvres (Water Lilies) (Director: Céline Sciamma): One of those “coming of age” films that the French do so well. This one fea­tures three girls who meet at the local swim­ming pool while part of a syn­chron­ized swim­ming team. The trailer reminds me a lot of Lukas Moodysson’s Show Me Love, which was wonderful.

Trailer
Official Site
Interview with dir­ector Céline Sciamma

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My Kid Could Paint That

My Kid Could Paint That (Director: Amir Bar-Lev): Marla Olmstead is an abstract painter whose paint­ings fetch up to $25,000 from col­lectors. She is also 7 years old. Her par­ents con­tacted the dir­ector in 2004 to make a film about her when critics began to charge that she was not actu­ally the one cre­ating her work, that per­haps her father (an ama­teur painter) was behind the striking paint­ings. In order to “clear her name,” her par­ents invited Bar-Lev to tell her story and film her at work. Despite the fact that Marla has never spoken much about her art, the film attempts to grapple with the ques­tion of her cre­ativity. Is she really a modern art prodigy, or is she simply doing what all chil­dren do? This prom­ises to be a wild ride.

Trailer
Official Site

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You, The Living (Du levande)

You, The Living (Du levande) (Director: Roy Andersson): I have yet to see Roy Andersson’s last film, the much-lauded Songs from the Second Floor (2000), but I seem to like deadpan Nordic com­edies, and this comes highly recom­mended (or at least highly anti­cip­ated) from Bob Turnbull, who’s made it his top pick. As well, the images from the film look so ghostly and beau­tiful at the same time. So it makes the list.

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Official Site

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