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Tout est parfait (Everything Is Fine)

Tout est par­fait (Everything Is Fine) (Director: Yves Christian Fournier): I’d read some strong reviews of this film a few months back and was looking for­ward to checking it out. The premise is intriguing: Josh (Maxime Dumontier) is a typ­ical teen­ager living in a suburb in Québec. He has a group of friends with whom he skate­boards and parties. Then one day he finds the body of his friend Thomas, who’s hanged him­self in his room. The recent sui­cide of his friend Sasha still fresh in his mind, he’s sent reeling when he real­izes that Alex and Simon, the others in his group of pals, have also killed them­selves. He’s been left out of their pact, and he’s sud­denly very alone.

His only con­nec­tions to the friends he’s lost are Henri, Thomas’s lay­about father, and Mia, the ex-girlfriend of Sasha. In the already insular world of teenage boys, he cuts him­self even fur­ther off from his ter­ri­fied par­ents, and stone­walls the coun­selor he’s required to see at school. Only with Mia does he seem to forget the inex­plic­able tragedy, indul­ging in the crush he’d har­boured for a long time, though not without guilt. With Henri, he tries to bond over golf, a sport he doesn’t really like, but one with which Henri had always tried to interest Thomas, without suc­cess. Other than that, we don’t really get to know Josh at all, and even less about his friends, even though there are some flash­backs as he revisits old haunts.

The pace of the film is incred­ibly slow, and there is very little dia­logue to help flesh out the char­ac­ters. We see glimpses of Josh with each of his friends, but there is very little sense of what made them such a tight-knit group. The mys­tery of why Josh is still here is there­fore not of as much interest as it should be, and when it is “solved” at the end of the film, it comes both too sud­denly and too late. Even so, the sense­less­ness of the sui­cides is never dis­turbed by any kind of explan­a­tion. The reasons the boys took their lives are in the end as unknow­able as the boys them­selves, which, com­bined with the gla­cial pacing of the film, made it a bit of a frus­trating exper­i­ence for me. The ending redeems the film a little, along with some fine cine­ma­to­graphy and a great soundtrack.

Note: This DVD from Alliance Atlantis is primarily a French release. It does have English sub­titles, though every sound effect and action seems to be sub­titled as well, which made for some snick­ering each time the coun­selor was reduced to <sighing>. Additionally, the spe­cial fea­tures, including a com­mentary from the dir­ector and writer, are avail­able in French only.

7/10(7/10)

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A Necessary Death

A Necessary Death (2008, Director: Daniel Stamm): This was the last of the screeners I was sent for films showing at SXSW this year, and to be per­fectly honest, I wasn’t looking for­ward to watching it. In fact, I’d been put­ting it off for weeks. Here’s why: the concept is that a gradu­ating film stu­dent chooses as his thesis pro­ject to create a doc­u­mentary fol­lowing a sui­cidal person from their ini­tial decision to the final act of taking their own life. I don’t think it will spoil the film for you if I tell you that this isn’t a real documentary.

Instead, dir­ector Daniel Stamm films in a doc­u­mentary style as his brash stu­dent dir­ector Gilbert gathers his crew and starts sorting through responses to the auda­cious ad he’s placed in the news­paper: “Suicidal indi­vidual wanted for doc­u­mentary. Project will follow indi­vidual from first pre­par­a­tions to final act.” I don’t want to say too much more about plot, but I was con­sist­ently impressed and sur­prised by how unscripted and nat­ural the film felt. Even after I knew it wasn’t “real” I was still tense as “the end” approached. Great per­form­ances high­light a smart script that explores many of the eth­ical issues that sur­round doc­u­mentary film­making. Does a film­maker have the right to manip­u­late his sub­ject? How about befriending him? Is the film more important than the rela­tion­ships formed? Many doc­u­ment­arians struggle with these issues only after begin­ning what they think is a straight­for­ward film, and Stamm per­fectly cap­tures that sense of losing con­trol of the story.

Stamm can’t avoid having one of the film’s con­ceits break down early. He’s sup­posed to be a friend of doc­u­ment­arian Gilbert, but it doesn’t really make a lot of sense to film a doc­u­mentary about the making of a doc­u­mentary. Nevertheless, this con­ceit is essen­tial to por­tray Gilbert’s char­acter in the fullest way. I cer­tainly didn’t feel cheated or fooled by the faux-doc approach. In fact, I was relieved that Gilbert’s auda­cious exper­i­ment wasn’t real. It didn’t lessen the impact of the film, and I’m sure I’ll take many of the ideas explored here into my cov­erage of the Hot Docs fest­ival, which begins here in Toronto this week.

Official site for the film
Trailer

8/10(8/10)

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Joy Division

Joy Division (2007, Director: Grant Gee): I wanted to catch this back at TIFF in September, but saw Anton Corbijn’s Control (review) instead. The two films essen­tially com­plete each other, and seeing this after Corbijn’s dra­matic film made me appre­ciate how closely that film hewed to the facts. And seeing footage of Ian Curtis per­forming made Sam Riley’s per­form­ance that much more eerily com­pel­ling in retrospect.

Gee fash­ions his film around the image of the chan­ging city of Manchester. He points out expli­citly how many of the land­marks in the life of the band no longer exist. Sadly, this also applies to the people them­selves. Manager Rob Gretton and engineer Martin Hannett are no longer with us, nor is radio DJ and sup­porter John Peel. Most poignantly, Tony Wilson, who appears in the film, died in August 2007. The images of trans­form­a­tion describe the career of Joy Division espe­cially well; after the sui­cide of Ian Curtis, the three remaining mem­bers decided to change their name to New Order and keep going. Just as Manchester rose from the rubble of its indus­trial past, New Order became one of the most suc­cessful British groups of the 80s and 90s. It started so much more inauspiciously.

Inspired by the punk of the Sex Pistols, Joy Division (ori­gin­ally called Warsaw) formed in 1977 and quickly gelled around the mag­netic figure of Ian Curtis. The film brings together lots of old per­form­ance footage in addi­tion to inter­views with the sur­viving band mem­bers. Especially wel­come is the con­tri­bu­tion of Annik Honoré, Curtis’ Belgian girl­friend, who still seems deeply affected by his death. She is still incred­ibly beau­tiful and embodies the soph­ist­ic­a­tion that made some of the other band mem­bers a bit nervous.

Gee also spices up some audio-only inter­views with motion graphics and oth­er­wise mixes up his methods to keep the audi­ence inter­ested. It was under­stand­able but still dis­ap­pointing that Deborah Curtis’ (Ian’s widow) wasn’t fea­tured, though there were a few written quo­ta­tions fea­tured on-screen (from her bio­graphy Touching From A Distance, I assume).

It’s par­tic­u­larly fit­ting for me to be reviewing a film about a great band in the middle of a music fest­ival where more than 1,500 bands are playing in the space of a week. Among so many hard-working and tal­ented musi­cians, this film makes the achieve­ment of four working-class lads from Manchester that much more impressive. Gee’s film has given me a better appre­ci­ation of the band, and of Corbijn’s film in par­tic­ular. They should be sold as a set, I think.

Official site for the film

8/10(8/10)

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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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Sometimes things catch me by sur­prise. For instance, I had no idea that Toronto’s North by Northeast music fest­ival (pat­terned after Austin’s South by Southwest) also has a film fest­ival com­ponent. The whole thing takes place this weekend, but tomorrow has two very prom­ising screen­ings that I’m going to try to get to.

A.J. Schnack’s film Kurt Cobain: About A Son has been get­ting rave reviews all over the place, and this might be the only oppor­tunity to see this film on a big screen for a while. The film fea­tures audio inter­views with Cobain recorded by writer Michael Azerrad for his bio­graphy Come As You Are, and Schnack has com­bined the audio with footage of Cobain’s three homet­owns in Washington state (Aberdeen, Olympia, and Seattle). It’s said to be powerful stuff. Watch an excerpt from the film here. You can catch it at 7:00 pm tomorrow at the Royal Cinema (608 College Street).

Wasted Orient will be a dif­ferent but no less mem­or­able exper­i­ence, if the trailer is any­thing to go by. Filmmaker Kevin Fritz fol­lows Chinese punk band Joyside around the country as they drink, vomit, play some music, and gen­er­ally des­pair over the Chinese music scene and life in gen­eral. It’s showing at 3:00pm tomorrow at the National Film Board Theatre (150 John Street).

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