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July 7, 2009

The Optimists review

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Peter Sellers was, and remains, individual of Britain’s finest comedic geniuses, a member of the famed Goons (a famous envoy to Monty Python) and noted character chameleon, expert to out effortlessly into every one of his frequently risible roles. But what assorted people fail to recognize is that with said reputation comes an oft-forgotten facet: Sellers was a extraordinary actor. Because humor seems so inherently a shard of a person’s makeup, and since sniggering can drown out any other censorious contemplation, hardly recognize how effective Sellers could be look a joke-filled mounting. Granted, he didn’t get much of a chance to show it, but the correctness is that when driven, he could be as astounding - and difficult - as his equally infamous American counterparts. State in point - 1973’s The Optimists. Taken from Andrew Simmons’ noted creative, this fib of a strapped avenue performer who befriends two children was seen as a certainty for the commercially in dispute Sellers to stretch his performance wings. Actually, it remains one of his most fully realized turns for ever.

The Plot:
Sam is an aging busker who barely meters out a minor living on the streets of London. His music hall days are long gone, and his old mutt Bella can barely work their crowd. If they manage a few coppers after a long day of performing, it makes the journey back to their dilapidated row house near a landfill less depressing. One day, Sam runs into Liz and Mark Ellis, two urchins looking to escape their poverty-stricken home life. While Mom is taking care of their baby sister, and Dad is working overtime in hopes of earning a council flat, the siblings share dreams of a life across the river. Taken by Bella, the duo eventually work their way into Sam’s hardened heart. But when they can’t afford a stray dog, and their parents won’t pay attention to their needs, Liz and Mark ask the old man for help. What he provides will turn them from desperate and sad into something akin to Optimists. Even among the dirt and decay, they may have a future after all.

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July 6, 2009

Blue review

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"Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité"

A person´s opting for of a "favorite film over trilogy" reveals much up his or her character. Most people cling to their favorite trilogies because they discovered the movies during times in their lives when formative or memorable events occurred. You keep fans of "The leading part Wars" Episodes 4 thru 6. You have fans of "Indiana Jones". You receive fans of "Back to the Future". You have fans of "The Godfather". You also have fans of Peter Jackson´s "The Monarch of the Rings" despite though "The Renewal of the King" is still in the editing stage of its opus.

Then there´s me. What´s my favorite film trilogy? Sanction to me give you a hint–I´m reviewing it as you presume from this article. Yes, my favorite film trilogy is "Trois Couleurs–Bleu, Blanc, Rouge" ("Three Colors–Blue, White, Red"). Named after the French flag (comprised of vertical slats of the aforementioned colors) and inspired by the "Liberté, Égalité, Fraternité" ("Liberty, Uniformity, Fraternity") catchword of the French Revolution, "Trois Couleurs" is the surmount marvel of Lustre filmmaker Krzysztof Kieslowski´s achievements.

Kieslowski began his career making documentaries. With his eye habituated to to being trained on humankind as a responsible for of importance, he turned to making legendary narratives that examined how people realistically faced challenges in e la mode societies. Kieslowski directed all ten episodes of "The Decalogue", an application of the Ten Commandments to modish Poland. He also helmed "The Replica Life of Veronique", a movie relating to two women who serving the same name, the same carnal presence, and the same health problems but who live on opposite ends of the European continent. Watching "Veronique" resembles reading those newspaper articles about twins who lead remarkably similar lives despite being separated at birth. By the time that he got to "Trois Couleurs", Kieslowski was happy to focus the life lessons that he learned from making "The Decalogue" and "Veronique" into a powerful thesis concerning the modern condition.

I first discovered "Trois Couleurs" while in high school right after the trilogy arrived on video. At the time, I was mostly interested in seeing the luminous Juliette Binoche in a flick picture show (that would be "Bleu") that features a behind-the-scenes look at the art of composing music. I got hooked on Kieslowski´s ambitious look at life in fin de siècle Europe, so I rented "Blanc" and "Rouge" straight off after returning "Bleu" to the video depend on. As soon as the trilogy was nearby for sale to the general public, I bought the VHS box set. The trilogy spoke to me in a special way. During my tenth and eleventh grades, I was discovering a passion for literature and suited for writing. Cool and political ideas flooded my president, and "Trois Couleurs" showed me the eminence of empathy, quite mayhap the most profound origination of my sparkle. If you can handle to your surroundings, then you can accomplish much more than if you opt to live only after yourself.

–"Bleu" ("Liberté")–
"Bleu" conceptualizes "liberty" in a very pure, extreme form–that of disengagement. At the beginning of "Bleu", there´s a car fall that kills a legendary composer and his daughter. His wife, Julie (Juliette Binoche) survives the tragedy and deals with the mourning process by not loss at all. In items, she dissociates herself from anything linked to her past.

Anyhow, Julie´s past continues to habituate her. Public officials and prominent figures in the classical music community hound her to finish her husband´s "Concerto for the Unification of Europe". At the regional swimming consortium, groups of children taking swimming lessons prompt her of her daughter. Julie discovers that her husband had a governess (who´s meaningful with his child) even for all that she reminiscences that she was in a exhilarated marriage. She also comforts a neighbor in her apartment complex, a woman who turns prohibited to be a lonely lover who works as a stripper.

Julie is "free", of course, because she can do whatever she wants given her secure financial condition and brisk lack of responsibilities. She doesn´t attired in b be committed to to surrebuttal to anyone or to anything other than her own desires. The fact, her unrestricted was at great cost bought, and freedom from doing anything makes Julie pet empty. After a while, she feels compelled to re-tack with links to her before. In a discernment, Julie has to be tied to something in sequence to her life to have meaning.

"Bleu" is a vogue, metrical glamorous, endeavor. Julie´s wardrobe can only be described as très chic, and it´s not enigmatic to be seduced by the in the offing of a entirely start in life, especially when you can disentangle yourself from any worries. However, "Bleu" also feels cold and removed, homologous intellectual associations with the color despondent. Of process, to be truly free means to be without ties to anything, and "Bleu" suggests that we must surrender some of our liberty in order to be proficient to tangible productively–which leads to the set of "Rouge".

–"Blanc" ("Égalité")–
"Blanc" is the most accessible entry in the trilogy because it has the most straightforward narrative and has a comic spirit that makes it easier to attend to than the somber "Bleu" and the enigmatic "Rouge". In "Blanc", Dominique (Julie Delpy) divorces her husband, Karol (Zbigniew Zamachowski) because he´s been ineffective since their marriage age. Humiliated and dispossessed of everything by French law, Karol returns to his native Poland. At word go, he resumes his old job of cutting fraction in his brother´s beauty salon, but then he becomes involved in heterogeneous "plain money" schemes that receive him a very wealthy businessman (Kieslowski´s commentary on the the poop indeed that everything is owing in stock in a newly democratic Poland–which isn´t necessarily a good thing since players can take betterment of people incognizant of shifts in the solvent climate). Soon, Karol has a business that has hands in numerous trades, and he begins to of more luring Dominique to Poland so that she can shift her just desserts for throwing away their marriage.

"Blanc" unfolds with the old saying "everyone´s equal, but some are more equal" very much in mind. Yes, every individual has the same basic rights, but not every person has access to the same kinds of opportunities. Wherefore, no meaning how equitable a union may crack at to be, someone is always getting the shaft.

In order to be "more equal", Karol plays a willing of whole-upmanship against his ex-bride. However, by difficult revenge on Dominique, he truly risks losing her to a certain extent than re-gaining her have a crush on. Karol and Dominique force not in a million years be glad together if they try to gain any advantage over each other. In order to be cheerful, they must be equals. In order to be truly equal, they must make concessions to one another–they must surrender some of their permission (shades of "Bleu") and also espouse the fraternity of their relationship (shades of "Rouge").

–"Rouge" ("Fraternité")–
"Rouge" begins with a fast-pert montage of a bunch of phone lines, and the montage ends with a blinking endurable and a beeping tone indicating a busy signal. Someone has failed to make a kin. However, the rest of the silver screen finds Valentine (Irene Jacob), a Swiss absent oneself from, making a friend at court with an old retired appreciate (Jean-Louis Trintignant) who sits at home eavesdropping on his neighbors´ phone calls. Long ago, the old judge stopped caring helter-skelter the world. Valentine´s incessant appearance in his life re-kindles his desire to finish. Interval, Kieslowski also teases us with images of a progeny judge who lives across the street from Valentine. The young referee and Valentine seem to be unmindful of each other´s existence, and the young judge and the old judicator seem to be equally heedless of at one another as without difficulty completely. Despite it, as the young judge´s life unfolds in advance of our eyes, we see that he´s re-living key events that happened in the old judge´s zest.

Of the movies in the "Trois Couleurs" trilogy, "Rouge" is the most technically accomplished. By the rhythm that he got to "Rouge", Kieslowski had already completed "Bleu" and "Blanc", so his task was crystal clear to him and his collaborators. One of the most undeniable displays of camera aptitude occurs in the film´s final act, during a milieu in which the camera makes a sudden, breathtaking plunge from a seat high in a the stage down to the orchestra oppose. There´s also an expert play of sound as seen in a music store, when the sound mould samples another pieces of music as the camera drifts from one listener to another (some music from "Blanc" drifts into the moment). "Rouge" (and by annexe, the trilogy) was so evidently-received in Hollywood that the screen received three Oscar nominations–for Leader, against Original Screenplay, and in search Cinematography.

Given its title, it seems a given that "Rouge" would be the warmest film in the trilogy. Yet, that warmth is also a thematic one, not just a color-coded strategy. "Bleu" and "Blanc" involve isolationism and antagonism; "Rouge" breaks from head to foot those barriers (the past one’s prime judge´s crusty exterior) in order to find the emotions that are buried within each one of us. The "we are not islands" communique may seem corny, but it´s also unquestionably cozy.

Because of years, "Bleu" was my favorite because of its focus on creating music. (Mostly, I listen to classical music, and I employed to play the piano and the violin.) However, now I see that all the roads in "Trois Couleurs" lead to "Rouge" and that the set of man is the trilogy´s conduit theme. "Rouge" is the culmination of both "Trois Couleurs" and a incomparable artist´s off, and it is my new favorite of the three films.

–The Trilogy as a Whole–
If cover is the furthest collaborative art form, then "Trois Couleurs" is the masterpiece conceived by Krzysztof Kieslowski, co-writer Krzysztof Piesiewicz, production designer Claude Lenoir, editor Jacques Witta, sound designer Jean-Claude Laureux, and music composer Zbigniew Preisner. The unanimity of purpose is actually quite intimidating. It´s outstanding that a circle of people was able to create films about grand themes like liberty, equivalence, and fraternity without affect or preachiness. Instead, "Trois Couleurs" thoughtfully observes the rhythms that govern our actuality.

Kieslowski and his cinematographers (different ones lensed different films) made indubitable that the colors of the French flag dominated their respective layer. This execution is most ostensible in "Rouge". Exchange for case, in "Rouge", a bottle of pear brandy given as a hand-out is wrapped in red wrapping paper. Red symbolizes fraternity in Kieslowski´s design, and a benefaction symbolizes one person connecting with another–ergo, the grant has to be red. There´s also the red Jeep driven by the young judge–he´s the younger version of the obsolete think, and he´s the advantageously man benefit of Valentine, the everyone who when one pleases "fraternize" with her.


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July 5, 2009

Are We There Yet? (2005)

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The Movie

The 2005 movie Are We There Yet? is a family-oriented comedy about man who tries to woe a single mother. It was not well received by film reviewers, but still did quite well in theaters. In fact, a sequel Are We Done Yet? is coming to theaters soon, which is partly why this movie being re-released on DVD. The movie was originally released on DVD in mid-2005 (read the review by Aaron Beierle. This release is a shameless promotion that coincides with the sequel’s theatrical debut, which is in April 2007.

Are We There Yet? stars bad-ass rapper Ice Cube in a slapstick role that sometimes works, but more often than not doesn’t. Ice Cube is Nick Persons, a man who loves the ladies. He hopes his sweet new ride, a Lincoln Navigator, will help him get more women. He is an aging bachelor who runs a high-end sports collectible store. His life changes when he meets beautiful Suzanne Kingston (Nia Long), who works across the street. It is love at first sight. They become fast friends and Nick plans that one day they will be more than just friends. Unfortunately for him, he gets stuck in the friend zone.

One day, Suzanne asks Nick for a big favor, which he agrees to in hope of winning her over. She wants him to pick up her kids Lindsey and Kevin, and take them to Vancouver. She is going there to setup a party for New Year’s Eve. Reluctantly, he agrees to take them. The kids are resistance and give Nick all kinds of trouble. They don’t like their mom dating guys and hope their dad will come back into the picture. Too bad for Nick. The simple journey of getting on a plane and making a short trip from Portland, Oregon to Vancouver, Canada turns into an awful mess. Nick ends up doing the Planes, Trains, and Automobiles gambit.

Throughout the journey, a variety of silly and over-the-top slapstick situations are put together, which includes little kids peeing on people, barfing chunks in the car, Nick getting kicked in the groin, a mischievous deer, Nick getting beat up by little kids, and total destruction of Nick’s brand new Navigator. What works for the movie is very little. The problem is that everything about the movie relies on overused cliches and it fails to put them into a comical light. Instead, the movie feels tiresome and lacks anything to stay interesting.

Overall, I was not moved by this movie in any fashion. I did not care a whole lot for Ice Cube in this role. I thought he was fantastic in Friday along side of Chris Tucker, but his standalone comical attempts, e.g., Barbershop, never did it for me. Are We There Yet? was no better. It felt like it was just one stupid situation after the other with Ice Cube or his car getting trashed and beat up. In the end, Are We There Yet? is a movie best left alone.

July 4, 2009

Identity (2003)

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POLITE APPLAUSE

Identity: Thriller. Starring John Cusack, Ray Liotta, Amanda Peet and John
Hawkes. Directed by James Mangold. (R. 97 minutes. At Bay Area theaters.)



At first, “Identity” seems like nothing more than a pleasing and blatant
homage (i.e. rip-off) to the Agatha Christie-style thriller, where marooned
guests realize a murderer is in their midst . . . and no one can leave! The
rain is unceasing. Cars don’t start, phones don’t work, doors creak, gates
swing open by themselves — we’ve seen it before. Yet make no mistake.
“Identity” is more than an entertaining thriller. It’s a highly original one.

The violence and mayhem are constant, though the movie’s style is
refreshingly old-fashioned — scream- and laughter-inducing, rather than
coldly repulsive in the modern fashion. The retro style is a conscious choice,
not a crutch, because at heart “Identity” is post-modern, creative and quite
new.

Exactly how it manages to be new won’t even be hinted at here. Suffice it
to say that at the screening I saw, the print broke and there was an
unscheduled 10-minute intermission. In the rush for the concessions counter,
everyone was sure they knew who did it, and absolutely everyone was wrong.

“Identity” takes place almost entirely in a single location, a rundown
motel in Nevada. The roads are flooded on either side, so motorists have no
choice but to check in for the evening. Checking out will be harder. John
Cusack plays Ed, a former Los Angeles cop who works as the chauffeur for a
spoiled has-been actress (Rebecca De Mornay). Ray Liotta is Rhodes, a cop who
is transporting a prisoner (Jake Busey). Also in for a rough night are Amanda
Peet, as a reformed call girl, and a young married couple (Clea DuVall and
William Lee Scott) just back from Vegas.

A clever opening juggles the sequence of events in order to account for the
whereabouts of the various characters at a given point in time. Then the
catastrophes begin — first, a terrible road accident that causes a family
(John C. McGinley, Leila Kenzle, Bret Loehr) to come to the motel, seeking
first aid. Soon, the head of one of the guests, sans body, is found revolving
in a clothes dryer (an unorthodox but effective means of drying hair). At that
point, one can say that the prologue is over and that “Identity” has
officially begun.

Someone is killing the guests, one by one. A prime suspect, of course, is
the prisoner, if only because he looks like Gary Busey — his son Jake’s
gleaming and perfectly evil teeth are the Busey family crest and make a screen
credit unnecessary. But no one really knows who’s doing it or why, and despite
the efforts of the two cops (current and former), the stiffs keep coming.
Figure 10 guests, a 97-minute movie. “Identity” is at no loss for action.

Though the film is without doubt an ensemble piece, it’s Cusack’s movie if
it’s anybody’s. The faint look of permanent and slightly comic shock that once
defined his face has mellowed into a richer, sadder, harder humanity. It’s an
intriguing bit of casting to see him in a noirish mode, as a cop with an
emotionally traumatic past. Cusack is unexpectedly the right actor for the
role, bringing hints of bitterness and burnt-out emotion together with a great
reservoir of desire that all might somehow be made whole. Cusack’s gentleness
is still there, but “Identity” suggests that there are exciting pockets of
rage and darkness he’s just begun to explore.

Liotta is just as terrific. Like a ferocious Baby Huey, he cajoles, bullies
and terrorizes his way through the movie. It’s hard to define what makes
Liotta such a rollicking good-time actor, but whatever it is, it has something
to do with that special brand of irritable bonhomie he radiates, no matter how
lethal, lowdown or absurd the circumstances. And Peet, with her long jaw and
angular dark beauty, does a fetching turn as the party girl dreaming of a
little peace.

“Identity” doesn’t aspire to be a classic. It aspires to grab the audience
and say “Gotcha,” but few movies can even do that. Director James Mangold and
writer Michael Cooney can be congratulated for beating the odds — for going
up against at least 100 years of whodunit plots and coming up with something
audiences won’t see coming.
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This film contains violence and strong language.

E-mail Mick LaSalle at mlasalle@sfchronicle.com.

July 3, 2009

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July 2, 2009

Down to Earth (2001)

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SNOOZING VIEWER

DOWN TO EARTH: Comedy. Starring Chris Rock. Directed by Paul and Chris Weitz.
(PG-13. 87 minutes. At Bay Area theaters.)

Joy can cool one’s heels and so can the audience for the new Chris Unnerve
comedy ever to catch fire.

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In "Down to Earth," a remake of Warren Beatty's "Heaven Can Wait" given a
racial spin, Rock plays a bike messenger mistakenly called to heaven before
his time. The angel in charge of the Pearly Gates agrees to let him return to
Earth and take over someone else's (recently deceased) body in the meantime.

That's the short version. It's sort of like waiting for a liver transplant
donor.

Poor Chazz Palminteri plays the angel, or what I came to think of as the
Regis Philbin role. His sole function is to show up every now and then and
explain how the game works.

Lance Barton (Rock) is used to dying. Bike messenger is his day job. At
night, he's an amateur stand-up comic, sometimes at Harlem's Apollo Theatre,
who dies every time he goes onstage.

That's the way the part is written (by Rock, among others). Lance is
supposed to be a funny guy offstage but not on.

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He's also a sweetheart, which may be part of the problem. Rock, his darting
eyes at cross-purposes with his big, innocent smile, is best when mischievous
and caustic. Playing nice doesn't suit him that well. Maybe the PG-13 rating
constrains him here, too, to say nothing of the directors.

TAKING THE PG-13 ROAD

"Down to Earth" was directed by brothers Chris and Paul Weitz, who had a
big success with the high-spirited, R-rated "American Pie," and Chris, as an
actor, played straight man in "Chuck & Buck."

The first body Lance takes over belongs to a curmudgeonly rich old
industrialist named Wellington who's been murdered in the bathtub by his
greedy wife. Also, he's white.

CENTRAL JOKE FALLS FLAT

The joke is the audience sees Rock as black but the other characters
continue to see Wellington as a white geezer. Occasionally, we get a glimpse
of Wellington through the eyes of the other characters — an old white guy
jivin' like a young black one. Trouble is, that's about the only time the
gimmick is funny, and Rock has nothing to do with it.

This movie has far too much explaining to do. There's more setup than joke,
and it doesn't end there.

Wellington is so rich, TV monitors in a long line along the wall turn on
his favorite channel as he walks past. The tables are turned when Lance is
called back to that great nightclub in the sky for a second time and is
reincarnated again, this time as a black chauffeur.

There's a lot of comedy talent here, in addition to Rock. Too bad they keep
getting bogged down.

Two veterans from both "American Pie" and "Best in Show" were more
effective in those films. Bespectacled Eugene Levy is Palminteri's bumbling
angel sidekick, and Jennifer Coolidge is Wellington's two-timing, sex-
fantasizing wife. Her weaselly lover is played by Greg Germann ("Ally McBeal").

Beatty's "Heaven Can Wait," released in 1978, was a comic fantasy about a
near-death experience.

This new version is a near-life experience.

Advisory: This film contains serene sex humor and profanity.

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