Wednesday, August 26, 2009

You Might As Well Live

You Might As Well Live (Director: Simon Ennis): When I first saw the “red band” trailer (embedded below), I have to admit I laughed out loud a few times, and so I was looking for­ward to seeing what prom­ised to be a more foul-mouthed (and dis­tinctly Canadian) ver­sion of Napoleon Dynamite. Sadly, the feature-length ver­sion was a little anemic on the laughs.

Josh Peace com­pletely inhabits the role of Robert Mutt, a depressed loser who fails at everything he tries, even sui­cide. But after two years in the local mental asylum, he’s made friends and become suc­cessful at stuff like air hockey and hotdog-eating con­tests, so he’s released as “cured.” But the com­munity still hates him, and his neigh­bour is even trying to pin a child porn charge on him. All Robert wants to do is “be a real some­body,” and inspired by myth­ical base­ball hero Clinton Manitoba (an unre­cog­niz­able Michael Madsen), he sets out to acquire the three things he needs: a girl, a bit of cash, and a cham­pi­on­ship ring. The rest of the plot involves all sorts of con­trived crazi­ness, including a roller-skating tranny, a fetish-loving TV weatherman, chem­ical cas­tra­tion, a bar mitzvah, and not one but two cata­tonic char­ac­ters. Like Napoleon Dynamite, the quirk­i­ness is amped up just a little too much for my liking, though Robert main­tains his sunny and inno­cent dis­pos­i­tion, which helps a bit.

The best part of the film for me was hearing so many put­downs that I haven’t heard since grade school: douchebag, pervo, dildo, jag-off. There is some­thing so juvenile in those that it brought a huge smile to my face everytime someone insulted Robert that way. It was also great to see Hamilton, Ontario being used as a loc­a­tion. That city’s gritty repu­ta­tion made it a great place for Robert to pursue his modest dreams among some pretty far-out char­ac­ters. The film is actu­ally more remin­is­cent of the Trailer Park Boys, but without the benefit of a tele­vi­sion season to “develop” the char­ac­ters and situ­ations more fully.

But even at a brisk 82 minutes, the film felt long to me. The rags to riches storyline is tired, which might have been for­giv­able if there were a few more laughs. Unfortunately quirky char­ac­ters in crazy situ­ations doesn’t always mean comedy gold. Someone still needs to write some jokes.

You Might As Well Live opens on Friday August 28th here in Toronto at the AMC Yonge-Dundas and at Canada Square. There is also a premiere screening at 7pm that night at the Bloor Cinema.

Official site of the film

6/10(6/10)

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Montréal World Film Festival 2009

Suddenly finding myself with a lot of time on my hands, I’ve decided this year to check out the Montréal World Film Festival. Now in its 33rd year, this main­stay of the Montréal film cal­endar is the voca­tion of Serge Losique. Each year, he cur­ates a col­lec­tion of auteur-driven films that will likely not find com­mer­cial suc­cess in North America. Because of its place in the cal­endar just before TIFF, that’s prob­ably a good strategy, and the fest­ival attracts a core of cinephiles who may find Toronto’s fest too celebrity-driven for their tastes. Best of all, this year, an all-you-can-watch pass­port is only $80!

Though the fest­ival kicks off tomorrow night and con­tinues until September 7th, I’ll only be there from Monday to Friday next week. Although that cuts down the pos­sib­il­ities sub­stan­tially, I’m looking for­ward to redis­cov­ering a won­derful city I haven’t vis­ited in more than 15 years. Here are a few of the films I’m def­in­itely trying to make time for:

Despite having a truly ter­rible web­site, the Montréal World Film Festival prom­ises lots of value and a chance to see films that won’t be at TIFF or per­haps any­where else on a large screen, and so I’m looking for­ward to checking it out. I’ll also be catching up with some friends while there, so dis­patches may be fre­quent or infre­quent, reviews or some­thing else entirely.

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Today the full schedule was announced and I picked up my TIFF pro­gramme book. There are way more films than I’ll be able to see, but here are a few more that I’m hoping not to miss:

Mr. Nobody

Mr. Nobody (Director: Jaco van Dormael): No recently announced film had me more excited than this one. Jaco van Dormael dir­ected the incred­ible Toto le héros (1991) but has taken a very long sab­bat­ical from film­making. This film, his first in 13 years, seems remin­is­cent of Toto, which makes me very happy indeed. Jared Leto plays Nemo, at 120 the oldest living man in the year 2092. He’s also the last mortal, since advances in stem-cell tech­no­logy means nobody has to die any­more. But Nemo is dying, and coming to terms with a life­time of memories, not all of which can be real. Or can they?

Official site of the film (French)

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Dogtooth (Kynodontas)

Dogtooth (Kynodontas) (Director: Giorgos Lanthimos): A family where the teen­aged chil­dren are not allowed to leave the house, are taught the wrong words for everything, and are sexu­ally “relieved” occa­sion­ally by one of their father’s employees? This sounds like a social exper­i­ment gone wild, and the reviews from Cannes were puzzled but pos­itive. It’s some kind of satire, prob­ably about the fear of sex as a corrupting/liberating force, but the stills I’ve seen (and that poster!) have me curious just to look at it. Note: The embedded trailer below is not work-safe. There is some brief nudity.

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Hiroshima

Hiroshima (Director: Pablo Stoll): From the co-director of Whisky (2004) comes a “(mostly) silent musical” about the director’s brother Juan, who is unable to com­mu­nicate except through his music. As lead singer of a band, Juan has oppor­tun­ities to express him­self, but without music, finds him­self cut off from the world and people around him. This prom­ises to be quite moving, since Stoll’s long­time co-director Juan Pablo Rebello took his own life in 2006 and the film is being talked about as a tribute of sorts to him. The descrip­tion doesn’t quite make clear whether Juan Stoll is acting or just playing him­self, which adds another layer of poignancy to the story.

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