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Radiant City on CBC Newsworld

Radiant City

I saw Gary Burns’ funny/frightening meditation on suburbia, Radiant City, a few months ago but didn’t get a chance to write anything about it here. But I wanted to alert my Canadian readers to the fact that CBC’s The Passionate Eye will be presenting the film this Sunday, April 6 at 10pm (Eastern and Pacific Time) on CBC Newsworld.

It was this film that introduced me to the work of James Howard Kunstler, who can also be described as funny/frightening. I’ve just finished reading his book The Long Emergency, about our imminent post-oil future, and his weblog is just as accurate and sobering.

The film itself is not like any other documentary you’ve ever seen, and it tells us some things we all need to hear about our unsustainable addiction to suburban comfort. If you miss the television broadcast, you can buy the DVD from Amazon.ca or from Amazon.com.

Docs and Indies in Blu-Ray: The Trickle Begins

Helvetica (Blu-Ray)

A few months back, I had an idea for a post. I wanted to know what the plans were for indie and documentary filmmakers to release their work in a high-definition format. I sent queries out to my list of contacts and got precisely ZERO responses. In hindsight, I realize why. Before the format war had been settled, it was simply too expensive for indies and docs to consider releasing on both HD-DVD and Blu-Ray format. It’s expensive enough to release just on one. But now that the dust has cleared in the Red vs. Blu(e) battle, it appears that a few brave souls are stepping up with some HD goodness for us. Though stuff like Planet Earth and Sharkwater have both come out in Blu-Ray already, those are backed by large studios and distributors. The first smaller film (to my knowledge) to appear in Blu-Ray is Gary Hustwit’s stunning font doc Helvetica (review). Released by Plexifilm (which Hustwit founded, by the way), the new Helvetica will feature the same bonus features as the SD (standard definition) release but will boast twice the resolution. All the better since the film was shot natively in high definition, which is actually true of quite a few documentaries and independent productions these days.

It’s probably not worth it to upgrade if you already have the film, but if not, I’m sure the gorgeous visuals will pop even more if you have a Blu-Ray player. Kudos to Plexifilm and here’s hoping this is just the beginning.

Rocket Science

Rocket Science

Rocket Science (2007, Director: Jeffrey Blitz): This first fictional feature from the director of Oscar-nominated doc Spellbound sounded promising. Fifteen-year-old Hal Hefner (Reece Daniel Thompson) tries to overcome his painful stutter by joining the high school debate squad, spurred by the presence of the lovely but fast-talking Ginny Ryerson (Anna Kendrick). I’m no stranger to the high school nerd makes good comedy, and consider myself a fan, so it’s a little disappointing to have to give this film a so-so review. The problem for me was that I’ve seen this movie done better elsewhere. In fact, the plot is more than a little similar to Thumbsucker (2005), Mike Mills’ feature debut about a teenager who tries to overcome another “handicap” (sucking his thumb) by, among other things, joining the high school debate squad. There’s even a physical resemblance between that film’s star, Lou Taylor Pucci, and the similarly treble-monikered Reece Daniel Thompson. But Thumbsucker was based on a novel by Walter Kirn, and felt more ambitious, not to mention being funnier.

It’s not that Rocket Science isn’t likeable. There is some genuine humour and it’s hard not to root for Hal. But the stuttering isn’t just Hal’s problem. The narrative itself seems to proceed in fits and starts, and by the end, nothing has really happened. Hal has supposedly “found his voice” but he really hasn’t. We’re not really sure whether the debating thing is going to continue, and we’ve never really seen him do his stuff in front of a crowd. The only hint that he’s actually put any work into the research (and his attempts to woo Ginny) are a series of pretty standard montages. I wanted to know what they were talking about. To make things worse, there’s a voiceover that borders on unbearable. It’s not clear whether this is the adult Hal reflecting on his youth, or some all-wise overseer who knows it’s all going to work out. Either way, it was trite and annoying. And while Hal emerges as the most complete character, no one else in the film is fleshed out in any way, with his parents being the most glaring absence. Unfortunately, many of the other characters in the film are nothing more than quirky stereotypes.

Rocket Science is a film that is both familiar and unpredictable, and while this tension could have been a strength, it ended up frustrating me instead. If I recall correctly, the story is a little bit autobiographical, since director Jeffrey Blitz himself suffers from a stutter. I wish that he had trusted more in his own experience and maybe given us a film that didn’t try to play for laughs so much. If he had stripped away a few of the more gimmicky touches and given us a more personal film, I think I would have enjoyed it more.

Buy Rocket Science from Amazon.ca

Buy Rocket Science from Amazon.com

6/10(6/10)

The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters

The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters

The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters (2007, Director: Seth Gordon): I missed this at SXSW last year but have been hearing great things about it ever since. Despite the unwieldy title (why not just “The King of Kong”?), Gordon’s film is a crowd-pleasing tale of good and evil in the geeky world of retro videogames. It reminded me quite a bit of Darkon (review) (a film about live-action role playing gamers), but without some of the self-deprecation. These guys take their hobby extremely seriously. But as in Darkon, the set up involves two very different personalities: for lack of better terms, the bully and the underdog.

Billy Mitchell is the guy who set the Donkey Kong record back in the 1980s, while a teenager, and he’s grown up milking that “fame” for all it’s worth, building up a hot-sauce “empire” and opening a restaurant. He has the swagger of a motivational speaker and isn’t remotely aware of how comical his persona comes across to anyone not in his circle of gamer fanboys. Like the jock in high school, he’s built his whole life around something he accomplished as a teenager. Many people tried and failed to beat Billy’s high score. And then along came Steve Wiebe. Blank to Billy’s brash, Wiebe has the stolid demeanour and look of Al Gore or Troy Aikman, without their achievements. We hear about all the talent he showed as a young man, and then how he’s repeatedly failed to live up to his potential. His pursuit of the Donkey Kong record becomes a sort of Holy Grail for him and his family. He feels that if he can just be the best at something, anything, then he’ll have the confidence to take on the world. He’s a decent guy, a little shy, and reluctant to force a confrontation. But when his record-breaking game is disallowed by Twin Galaxies, a group of ostensibly impartial “referees” with a strong connection to Mitchell, he resolves to claim the record at any cost.

He travels to a game competition on the east coast so he can attempt to break the record “live” (he’d mailed his previous attempt on videotape, a common practice among videogamers) and is eager for a face to face challenge with Mitchell. But like Achilles sulking in his tent (and with the same vulnerable heel), Mitchell refuses to engage Wiebe. Instead, he sends his own videotape, and the gathered group of gamers actually sit and watch that rather than witness Wiebe’s live attempt.

I won’t spoil the story except to say that even after the film’s end, the battle is continuing. The King of Kong is an entertaining examination of a subculture many of us may remember, even if its continued existence is based on nostalgia and arrested development, as well as of two men’s struggles with what it means to be a “winner”. I just wish some of the people I found myself laughing at had the ability to share the joke.

The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters

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Buy The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters from Amazon.com

8/10(8/10)

Quiet City/Dance Party USA

Quiet City/Dance Party USA

In her generally negative appraisal of the “mumblecore” movement in the November/December 2007 issue of Film Comment, Amy Taubin reserves praise for the two features written and directed by Aaron Katz, calling him a “breakout talent” and praising both the “lyric beauty” of his cinematography (although acknowledging he used different DPs for each film) and his “expressive” sound design. I’d seen the posters for both films, and some stills and the trailer for Quiet City, and was intrigued. Though I’m still a mumblecore novice, I’ve made some assumptions of my own, and before even seeing Katz’s films, thought he had a much more developed visual sense than some of the others. With preconceptions in mind, I sat down to watch both films this weekend, thanks to the gorgeous DVD package from Benten Films, available January 29, 2008. In addition to both films, the DVD package features director and cast commentaries on both films, alternative and extended scenes, an early short film, footage from Quiet City’s New York premiere, and more. Benten are quickly becoming the Criterion of the indie film world.

Quiet City (2007, Director: Aaron Katz): In its brief 78 minutes, Quiet City was able to accomplish something quite remarkable. By the end of the film, I was beginning to care about a couple of people whom I almost dismissed at the start. Though the script still feels a bit undercooked in places, and the sound mix often had me straining to hear what was being said, the editing and acting actually felt natural so that I journeyed with the characters from awkwardness to curiosity to empathy to genuine connection.

The story arc is modest, to say the least, and I wouldn’t consider my plot summary to be spoiling anything, but just in case, consider this a spoiler alert and skip to next paragraph if you like. Jamie (Erin Fisher) arrives in Brooklyn toward evening. At the subway stop, she asks stranger Charlie (Cris Lankenau) directions to a diner where she’s supposed to meet her friend Samantha. When Samantha fails to show, Charlie and her spend the rest of the evening and the next day together. For the first ten minutes, their twentysomething slacker (lack of) vocabulary was driving me nuts, with each “like” hitting my eardrums like a sharpened stick. But it’s remarkable how their dialogue improves as their nervousness dissipates, and before long, they’re teasing each other good-naturedly. There’s a definite attraction between them, but each is careful not to spoil it by making a wrong move. The film really catches fire as the two attend a gallery event the next evening. At a party afterward, they separate, Charlie chatting amiably with strangers about nothing much, and Jamie having a serious conversation with her friend Robin about Robin’s fear of intimacy. In her friend’s halting speech, complete with more adolescent “likes,” we see how far Jamie has moved in just a short time. When they leave the party together, it’s as if they were meant to be together, so different do they seem from anyone else they’ve encountered. They share a lovely chaste moment of affection on the subway and the film ends.

Katz’s achievement is to accomplish this in such a short space of time, and with no grand speeches or declarations of love. The plot sounds very similar to Richard Linklater’s Before Sunrise, a film I’ve not actually seen, but knowing Linklater, that film is bound to be more lofty and chatty and intellectual than this one. And perhaps less real for that reason. As a married man in my 40s, I can cringe at some of the things these characters say, but it’s only because they’re acting within their limitations. Their awkwardness and lack of direction are genuine, as is their desperate desire to hide them beneath a layer of cool.

The cinematography was generally excellent, bathing Brooklyn in a warm and golden light. There were a few occasions where a tripod would have been welcome, though, and a few of the camera set ups seemed a little slapdash, but the feeling of the images was perfect. As was the music, which was used sparingly and to good emotional effect.

I’m quite sure that Quiet City will reward repeat viewings, and I’m looking forward to listening to the cast and director commentaries to see how Katz managed to turn my feelings around so quickly. It seems a little like magic.

Quiet City poster

7/10(7/10)


Dance Party USA (2006, Director: Aaron Katz): Although released in 2006, this film was actually shot in 2004, and so seeing it after Quiet City, I expected to notice to be a huge leap forward in Katz’s development as a director. Instead, I found myself enjoying the earlier film even more. Similar in structure and even in theme, there is a pretty big difference in tone and in at least one of the characters. I found Dance Party USA more direct and the script was much tighter.

Set among a group of high school students in Portland, the film shares the basic arc of Quiet City. Over the course of a day or two, a male protagonist reaches out to a somewhat mysterious woman and the film ends with them reaching a sweet and rather tentative connection. In the case of Dance Party USA, our protagonist is the teenaged Lothario Gus, first seen bragging about the sexual conquest of an underage girl to his vacuous friend Bill. Played by Cole Pennsinger, Gus is a guy on the brink of leaving his adolescent persona behind him. His Beavis and Butthead exchanges with Bill are leaving him unfulfilled, and he’s looking for a more real connection than the “hook-ups” he seems able to achieve with ease. One night at a Fourth of July house party, he meets Jessica, sitting alone outside. She’s a friend of his ex, and she’s aware of his reputation. But he sits down and, almost like he’s in a confession booth, he begins to tell her about something he’s done in the recent past, something that was very wrong. Somehow, he feels he can trust her, and after sitting silently through his confession, she lights two sparklers and hands him one. “Do you want to go somewhere?” she asks. Each sees something in the other that no one else has yet seen, and each wants to be that something more than anything else. Gus is actually finding that being a horny teenager is getting in the way of him finding a real connection. Jessica is more of an enigma, but played by the lovely Anna Kavan, she oozes mystery, if not depth.

Later in the film, Gus attempts to make things right for his earlier misdeed, but finds he’s awkward and unsure what to do. And his later exchanges with Bill are frankly hilarious, as he talks about wanting to pursue something creative (photography, painting) and then asks Bill for a hug. There is a lot of dialogue in this film, compared to Quiet City. The exciting thing is to see the drunken sincerity of teens at a beerbash developing into the first halting attempts at full-time adult sincerity. Pennsinger and Kavan both show their vulnerability in different ways. Gus has to escape a persona, albeit one that has served him well for some time, while Jessica has just seemed unimpressed with the quality of the men she’s been around, and is opening herself up for perhaps the first time. Maybe it’s because I’m more of a dialogue person than most, but I found these performances stronger than the ones with fewer words in Quiet City.

All in all, a great pair of films and a great introduction to an exciting young director.

Dance Party USA poster

8/10(8/10)

Buy Quiet City/Dance Party USA from Amazon.ca

Buy Quiet City/Dance Party USA from Amazon.com