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Army of Shadows (L'Armée des ombres)

Army of Shadows (L’Armée des ombres) (1969, Director: Jean-Pierre Melville): Incredibly, this film was not released in the United States until 2006. As a result, many critics named it among their top films that year, des­pite it being nearly 40 years old. Army of Shadows fol­lows a small group of French Resistance fighters in the middle of the war (1942–1943) as they try to sur­vive in the midst of occu­pied France. Despite its epic length (145 minutes), it feels intimate and grip­ping due mostly to the sparing use of music and dia­logue, and the moody cine­ma­to­graphy that gives the impres­sion that most of the film takes place in twilight.

The entire group dis­play a sort of doomed heroism. We see very little of their actual res­ist­ance work, since they always seem to be on the run, hiding out, wor­rying about informers or get­ting arrested. It’s not that they’re inept, it’s just that the crushing para­noia makes it dif­fi­cult to operate. The atmo­sphere of claus­tro­phobia is per­vasive from the first frame to the last. Even amongst them­selves, there’s very little affec­tion or humour. It’s as if their humanity has been reduced to just the instinct to sur­vive. And to do that requires trusting other people, which is perilous.

Despite the set­ting, this is far from an action movie. It’s more of an anxiety movie, with every moment holding the pos­sib­ility of danger. And in the end, it’s an incred­ibly sad film. These are good people, reduced to the simplest forms of right and wrong by a greater evil. Their phys­ical sur­vival is far from assured, but the hope that their humanity can remain intact makes this a very dif­ferent kind of thriller.

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9/10(9/10)

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Commune

by James McNally on December 23, 2007 · 1 comment

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Commune

Commune (Director: Jonathan Berman): Black Bear Ranch is 300 acres of land which was pur­chased in 1968 by a group of “hip­pies” who wanted to live com­mun­ally. They raised the $22,000 to pur­chase the land by soli­citing dona­tions from musi­cians like Frank Zappa, The Monkees and The Doors. Jonathan Berman’s film uses archival footage and present-day inter­views with many of the people who chose to abandon what they felt was a cor­rupt American society to try some­thing new.

All of us have heard stories about “hip­pies living in com­munes,” but this is a mostly clear-eyed look at what it was really like. The coun­ter­cul­ture of the 1960s was a mish­mash of dozens of dif­ferent causes, polit­ical move­ments, and reli­gious explor­a­tions, not to men­tion people who were just curious or lonely. What happened when a group of people came together under the slogan “free land for free people” was per­haps pre­dict­able in hind­sight, but in the heady days of coun­ter­cul­tural revolu­tion, they thought any­thing was pos­sible. We meet sev­eral mem­or­able char­ac­ters, prin­cip­ally Richard Marley, who with his wife Elsa was one of the founders of the com­mune. Already in his mid-30s at the time, he might have thought of him­self as a father figure. He’d been a labour organ­izer and was dis­ap­pointed that these ideal­istic young­sters didn’t seem to want to be organ­ized at all. Despite that, he and Elsa decided to stay and see what these “anarch­ists” might teach them. A remark­ably resi­lient com­munity grew out of these humble begin­nings, and though it’s not com­pletely clear from the film, Black Bear Ranch still func­tions in many ways as a com­munity for altern­ative living.

Not that there weren’t a lot of bumps along the way. The group grew beyond Richard and Elsa’s expect­a­tions, and nobody ever really asked what they hoped to achieve. People came to Black Bear for dif­ferent reasons, and because human nature never really changes, idealism was accom­panied by a lot of blind spots and hypo­crisy. There were issues of sexism, racism and classism which were touched on, but I was hoping the film would be more insightful here. Why, for instance, did everyone seem to be white? Why did they all seem to come from affluent homes? The phys­ical labour required in this kind of “back to the land” homesteading revealed men and women reverting back to their tra­di­tional gender roles at first, which caused some con­tro­versy. Soon enough, women were out cut­ting wood with the men. But des­pite that, their exper­i­ments in com­munal par­enting and free love seemed to end in miser­able failure, and many couples even­tu­ally moved away to find schools for their chil­dren. More explor­a­tion of why they thought things went wrong would have helped the film here.

One chilling incident occurred in 1979, when the com­mune invited an itin­erant group called the Shiva Lila to join them. The Shiva Lila had all the trap­pings of a cult, fol­lowing the teach­ings of one man, drop­ping lots of acid and wor­ship­ping chil­dren. After a while, the ori­ginal Black Bear inhab­it­ants had to ask them to leave, a sobering real­iz­a­tion for people who thought everyone could get along.

Human beings are end­lessly ideal­istic, but we are also petty, jealous, power-hungry, lustful, lazy and self-righteous. Jonathan Berman’s film provides a look into the muddled and beau­tiful mess that was the 60s coun­ter­cul­ture. Listening to people with col­ourful names like Cedar, Mahaj, Wakan, Osha, Creek, and Kenoli made me smile. Sure, they were a bit too optim­istic, but they actu­ally went out and tried to live their idealism. It was heart­ening to see that many of these rainbow war­riors are still involved in com­munity act­ivism and social justice, but they’re wistful about those years when it looked like they might actu­ally be able to change the whole world. Perhaps the com­munes of the 21st cen­tury won’t look like Black Bear Ranch, but the people who lived there still have a lot to teach us.

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7/10(7/10)

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This Hour Has 22 Minutes: Season One

This Hour Has 22 Minutes: Season One: The good folks at Koch Canada sent me the newly-released first season of Canada’s greatest polit­ical satire this week. This Hour Has 22 Minutes began broad­casting way way back in 1993 when Kim Campbell was (briefly) our Prime Minister and we were in the thick of an elec­tion cam­paign. Four Newfoundlanders (the impossibly young-looking Rick Mercer, Greg Thomey, Cathy Jones and Mary Walsh) attacked cur­rent events each week in a way which had Canadians spewing our maple syrup. The first season launched such mem­or­able char­ac­ters as Jerry Boyle and Marg Delahunty, and gave us a glimpse of the huge talent that the group would con­tinue to develop over the next decade. Sadly, though the show is still on the air, most of the ori­ginal cast has moved on (although Rick Mercer still has his own weekly polit­ical satire show on CBC). Much like another insti­tu­tion of Canadian polit­ical comedy, the Royal Canadian Air Farce, things tended to get stale after about a decade, so it is refreshing to watch these early epis­odes, when I’m sure they made a lot of CBC exec­ut­ives nervous.

If I have any com­plaints about the DVDs them­selves, they would have to include the rather hideous menu screens and, more import­antly, their abso­lute lack of any spe­cial fea­tures. It would have been very inter­esting to have some com­mentary from the now older and (pre­sum­ably) wiser mem­bers of the group.

Season Two is also avail­able but I’m not cer­tain what plans there are, if any, for the rest of the show’s run. I sup­pose it will depend on sales. Despite the bare-bones present­a­tion, the set is a steal at MSRP $32.99. It includes all 21 half-hour (er, 22-minute) episodes.

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7/10(7/10)

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Heima

Heima (Director: Dean De Blois, 2007): Ever since Bob blogged about the trailer way back in August, I’ve been des­perate to see this film. Screenings have been care­fully con­trolled, and I was for­tu­nate to attend the first Canadian screening last night. Although the film was released on DVD a few days ago, there is really no com­par­ison to seeing a film like this on a big screen with a decent sound system, among a group of like-minded music fans. Sigur Rós is a band from Iceland whose music is nearly indes­crib­able. It’s orches­tral and epic and spir­itual and beau­tiful and moving. I’d seen the band per­form at Massey Hall a few years ago, and I’d com­pared the exper­i­ence to “seeing God.” The film does not disappoint.

First of all, des­pite the film­makers’ stated desire to avoid the “touristy” shots of Iceland, it’s impossible to make the country look any­thing but breath­taking. My wife and I plan to visit in 2008, and this just got me even more excited. I liked the way the film travels with the band to dif­ferent places in the country to per­form free con­certs for the pop­u­la­tion. And I loved that everyone came, from babies to grand­par­ents. It reminded me of my travels in Newfoundland, where even­ings at the pub were attended by almost everyone. The music was superb, and by the time I fin­ished watching the film, it was quite pos­sible to believe that Sigur Rós is the only band that mat­ters. The inter­views with the band mem­bers didn’t add a lot in terms of insight into the music itself, but it was nice to see them in relaxed set­tings speaking their quirkily-accented English.

I will say without shame that I dozed a little at cer­tain points. That’s not an insult to the music or the imagery. It just felt like the line between waking and dreaming was so thin that was easier to cross over. It didn’t hurt/help that the screening began at 11:15pm and that I’d spent the early part of the evening drinking beer.

I’ll look for­ward to seeing this again and again when my DVD arrives, but I’d recom­mend trying to see this in a cinema if you can.

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9/10(9/10)

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LOL

by James McNally on November 10, 2007

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LOL

LOL (Director: Joe Swanberg, 2006): With the back­lash against the so-called “mumble­core” move­ment already starting, I thought I’d better review this film now. I’ll admit that this is only the second film I’ve seen that falls within the bounds of the loose grouping of actors and dir­ectors that go by that moniker. The first was The Puffy Chair (review), by the Duplass brothers, which was pretty good. Not great, but good. LOL evoked the same reac­tion from me. Director Joe Swanberg writes and stars with his friends Kevin Bewersdorf (who also com­posed the music) and C. Mason Wells as three college-age guys who are so caught up in their com­mu­nic­a­tion “tech­no­logy” that they don’t do much actual com­mu­nic­ating, espe­cially with the women in their lives. As a con­firmed gadget lover (but, strangely, cell-phone hater), I found a lot of humour in the film, and I could relate just a bit to some of the char­ac­ters’ bad beha­viour. Alex (Bewersdorf) becomes so obsessed with a woman he’s seen naked online that he totally misses a chance for a rela­tion­ship with a real woman (the won­der­fully dorky Tipper Watson). Chris’ sep­ar­a­tion from his girl­friend for the summer leads him to try to con­nect with her through tech­no­logy, but only on his terms. And Tim (Swanberg) can’t seem to tear him­self away from his laptop or his cell­phone long enough to have an actual con­ver­sa­tion, espe­cially with his sorely neg­lected girl­friend Ada (Brigid Reagan). This cast reminded me a bit of Whit Stillman’s ensemble in Metropolitan (1990), one of my favourite indie films. But the writing isn’t nearly as good, nor are the per­form­ances. Still, the situ­ations are real­istic enough, and the char­ac­ters are flawed but like­able. When you realize just how young Swanberg and his pals really are (he’s 26), and how prodi­gious his output has been (he’s aver­aged a fea­ture film a year since 2005’s Kissing On The Mouth, plus dir­ected a series of web­casts for Nerve.com), you have to be at least a little bit impressed.

“Mumblecore” seems to have been as much a cre­ation of the indie film press as any sort of self-conscious “school” of film­making. Swanberg just seems to be canny enough to use his friends as col­lab­or­ators as often as pos­sible. Unfortunately, that has its lim­it­a­tions. Now that he’s estab­lished that he can write and direct, I’d like to see him try working with some pro­fes­sional actors. Watching LOL seemed just a bit too much like watching his home movies. If the back­lash has truly begun, that might be just the cata­lyst that Swanberg and his friends need to make some wider con­nec­tions. I’m looking for­ward to seeing where the mumble­core gang go next.

Official site for the film

7/10(7/10)

P.S. For the record, I found Amy Taubin’s art­icle in Film Comment (the “back­lash” art­icle linked above) to be incred­ibly mean-spirited toward Joe Swanberg. It will be inter­esting to see the fal­lout from what looks to be a per­sonal attack.

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