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Chaotic Ana (Caótica Ana)

Chaotic Ana (Caótica Ana) (Director: Julio Medem): Chaotic is one way to put it. Train wreck might be more accurate. Annoying, arti­fi­cial, absurd, and by the end, simply appalling. This was a real dis­ap­point­ment. I had been warned earlier in the week by some friends who saw the first screening, but I wanted to see for myself. Unfortunately, Medem has turned all the ele­ments of his pre­vious films up to 11, making this a jumbled mess of coin­cid­ence, chance encoun­ters, per­form­ance art, hyp­nosis and an inter­na­tional cast speaking all the wrong lan­guages. The dir­ector has clearly bitten off more than he can chew, and though the first half was at least watch­able, I was annoyed by what appeared to be a kind of “show-off” atti­tude. Ana (played by the lovely Manuela Vellés) is a raw-talented painter living in a cave with her father on the island of Ibiza. One day, the slightly sin­ister Justine (Charlotte Rampling) arrives and offers to take her to Madrid and be her patron. Once there, she’s esconced in a dec­adent and mys­ter­ious house filled with artists of all kinds. Cue the pre­ten­tious art talk.

Then Ana begins to have powerful flash­backs and through a random encounter with experts in hyp­nosis, is sud­denly the sub­ject of numerous ses­sions exploring her past lives. Then she escapes as a stowaway on her friend’s father’s yacht and ends up in New York City, where both her hand­some young hyp­notist and Justine find her and take her to the desert, to dis­cover her “true” self, the first in a long series of rein­carn­ated women who all die viol­ently at the age of 22. Still with me? There’s more. By the end, there’s even a ludicrous attempt to tie everything into the Iraq war.

Using inter­titles to count down from 10 to 0, as in hyp­nosis, had one pos­itive func­tion. It let me know how much longer I had to endure. Even the sight of often-nude Ana wasn’t enough to make me stop wishing it would end. Medem is a tal­ented dir­ector, but this was just self-indulgent and for that reason, it’s all the more disappointing.

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Official Site

5/10(5/10)

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Secret Sunshine (Milyang)

Secret Sunshine (Milyang) (Director: Lee Chang-dong): Jeon Do-yeon gives a breath­taking per­form­ance as Shin-ae, a recently wid­owed young mother who takes her son to live in her late husband’s hometown, hoping for a fresh start. Instead, a new tragedy plunges her fur­ther into grief. Although to some, this may sound like just the sort of “film fest­ival” film to avoid, it was never less than com­pel­ling, des­pite its 142 minute run time.

Possible Spoiler Alert: Despite the fact that every review I’ve read dis­cusses the plot points I’m about to reveal, I thought it would be fair to warn you.

It’s clear that Shin-ae is already an isol­ated figure even before she moves to a new town. Her husband’s death in a car acci­dent doesn’t seem to be the only reason she wants a fresh start. She leaves without telling her own family, to whom she seems estranged. Her only joy is in her young son, Jun. As she estab­lishes her­self as a piano teacher in her new sur­round­ings, we learn a bit more. She had mar­ried young, pre­sum­ably to get out of her family’s house­hold. Her hus­band had cheated on her. Her brother seems to want to stay in touch. And then there’s Jong-chan, the goofy local mech­anic who’s developed a major crush on her. Despite his sin­cere attrac­tion, she tries to keep him at arm’s length. He’s 39 and unmar­ried, which makes him a figure of fun to his friends. But touch­ingly, he con­tinues to watch over Shin-ae, and when her son is kid­napped and later found dead, he’s there to offer sup­port. But she doesn’t seem to notice.

Secret Sunshine (Milyang)

The film is really a journey into the hell that is grief. Though the first loss seemed only to stagger her, the loss of her child threatens to sweep her away. In a des­perate attempt to hold off the full force of her grief, and the pain that is phys­ic­ally weighing her down, she joins an evan­gel­ical church. God and the believers are offering her com­fort, even healing, and she snatches at the chance. It seems to work for a little while, and she decides to visit her son’s killer in prison, to offer him her for­give­ness. But when she arrives, she finds out that he too has found faith, that God has already for­given his sins, and that jars her tenuous belief.

At this point, we begin to sur­mise that Shin-ae’s rela­tion­ship with her father may have been one of abuse, and her anger at God seems to become entwined with her feel­ings for her own father. In her sudden dis­il­lu­sion­ment with Christianity, she lashes out in ways both funny (her sab­otage of a prayer meeting’s sound system) and cruel (her seduc­tion of a church elder). Several times during these des­perate acts, she looks up to the heavens and asks, “Can you see me?”

All along, the com­fort and love she’s longing for are under her nose. Jong-chan (played with won­derful gen­tle­ness by The Host’s Song Kang-ho) waits patiently, picking up the pieces at every turn. He even joins the church for her, which leads to sev­eral comic moments. It might be tempting to think that the film is cri­ti­cizing Christianity, but in hind­sight, the devo­tion and self­less­ness shown by Jong-chan is prob­ably the closest thing to the ideal of Christian love in the entire film. Which is not to say he’s a saint. He’s lonely, too, but his determ­in­a­tion that they are right for each other is touching and in the end, we hope, convincing.

The film could very well have been entitled “A New Life,” for that’s what Shin-ae is seeking all along. At the end, it’s not all resolved. She’s gone through hell, and might have to go through more, but there is a little bit of hope. The name of the town, we’re told early in the film, is derived from the Chinese for “secret sun­shine.” By the closing frames, we’re hoping Shin-ae can see it.

Trailer
Official Site

8/10(8/10)

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Here are the films that I am seeing this year, in screening order:

1. Friday, Sept 7, 7:15pm
Le chan­sons d’amour (Love Songs) (France, Christophe Honoré)

2. Saturday, Sept 8, 9:00am
Control (UK/USA, Anton Corbijn)

3. Sunday, Sept 9:15am
Boy A (UK, John Crowley)

4. Monday, Sept 10, 2:00pm
Silent Resident (Weisse Lilien) (Austria/Germany/Luxembourg/Hungary, Christian Frosch)

5. Monday, Sept 10, 9:45pm
El Pasado (The Past) (Argentina, Hector Babenco)

6. Tuesday, Sept 11, noon
Vexille (Japan, Fumihiko Sori)

7. Tuesday, Sept 11, 11:59pm
Sukiyaki Western Django (Japan, Takashi Miike)

8. Wednesday, Sept 12, 9:45pm
Import/Export (Austria, Ulrich Seidl)

9. Thursday, Sept 13, mid­night
Flash Point (Dao huo xian) (Hong Kong, Wilson Yip)

10. Friday, Sept 14, 12:15pm
Déficit (Mexico, Gael Garcí­a Bernal)

11. Friday, Sept 14, 5:00pm
Hengbok (Happiness) (South Korea, Jin-ho Hur)

12. Friday, Sept 14, 9:30pm
Chrysalis (France, Matteo Botrugno, Daniele Coluccini, Julien Leclercq)

13. Saturday, Sept 15, 6:30pm
Shadows (Koski) (Republic of Macdeonia, Milcho Manchevski)

14. Saturday, Sept 15, 10:00pm
Ex Drummer (Belgium, Koen Mortier)

The only film that I didn’t get tickets for yet is Jar City (Mýrin). I’ll be checking the box office but may need to rush it on Thursday afternoon.

My boss is kind enough to allow me to make up time for day­time weekday screen­ings. I can’t see any­thing in the after­noon or evening of this weekend (Sept 8 and 9) because of my comp tickets to Virgin Fest. Regardless, I’m seeing at least 14 films this year and Seana and I are going to have a blast!

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It’s that time of year again. The Toronto International Film Festival goes into high gear this week. I’m seeing 9 films this year. Here they are:

Captain Mike Across America
FRI 09/07/2007 06:00pm — Ryerson

L’ ennemi intime (Intimate Enemies)
FRI 09/07/2007 09:30pm — Scotiabank 4

Control
SAT 09/08/2007 09:00am — Scotiabank 2

Juno
SAT 09/08/2007 06:00pm — Ryerson

The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford
SAT 09/08/2007 09:00pm — Elgin

L’ ennemi intime (Intimate Enemies)
SUN 09/09/2007 03:00pm — Cumberland 2

Margot at the Wedding
TUE 09/11/2007 06:00pm — Ryerson

Surfwise
TUE 09/11/2007 09:30pm — ROM

You’ll notice that I have L’ ennemi intime (Intimate Enemies) down twice. It was an alternate selec­tion and TIFF gave me another two tickets even though I have two.

If anyone is willing to trade or pur­chase these tickets, please con­tact me at jay[at]torontoscreenshots.com.

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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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