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Sunday, May 17, 2015

Mad Max: Fury Road


Theatrical release poster

Released:  May 15, 2015
Rated:  R
Distributor:  Warner Bros.
Starring:  Tom Hardy, Charlize Theron, Nicholas Hoult, Hugh Keays-Byrne, Rosie Huntington-Whiteley, Riley Keough, Zoë Kravitz, Abbey Lee, Courtney Eaton
Directed by:  George Miller
Written by:  George Miller, Brendan McCarthy, Nick Lathouris
Personal Bias Alert:  didn’t like the original Mad Max, wasn’t excited for another entry in the franchise 

8.2 of 10




            No one knew what to expect from Mad Max:  Fury Road as its production and release was the definition of mixed signals.  As the fourth entry in the Mad Max franchise, it comes a full thirty years after the last entry, with about fifteen of those spent in development hell due to war, financial troubles, prior commitments, and torrential rain (the pre-production of this film would make one hell of a documentary, am I right?).  But on the other hand, it has two accomplished leads in Tom Hardy and Charlize Theron and was screened out-of-competition at the prestigious (and snobby) Cannes Film Festival.  This is a post-apocalyptic action franchise with weird costumes and characters named Toecutter and Fifi, none of which screams Cannes.  But there it was, and now the confusion has come to a theater near you.  I’m here to clear the air and tell you, along with pretty much every other movie critic, that you should definitely go see this film.

            Now despite all the vocal adoration, understand that this is a Mad Max film, so it’s all about the action.  There’s very little meaning to this piece and that’s okay, because its goal of big, continuous action is delivered in spades.  Writer/director George Miller believes in the power of live stunts, but more importantly he has a unique vision on what stunts can be.  In the same way that Guillermo del Toro brings a uniquely inventive eye to his visuals, Miller brings the same level of artistry to the construction of his action sequences in Fury Road.  Too often the action in films feels repetitive, with the same gunfights, punches, and building smashing simply transposed onto new set pieces (I’m looking at you MCU).  Here, Miller delivers a two hour chase film that’s almost entirely action, and none of it feels like it’s copying itself.  His insane world of tricked out cars gives the characters plenty of toys to play with, and everything (including a flame-throwing guitar) gets used as a weapon.  This variety sustains the film’s long runtime, which you never come anywhere to close to noticing.

            The main beneficiary of the live stunts is actually the cinematography, as it allows for massive wide shots and dynamic camerawork that CGI-laden action can’t deliver.  Cinematographer John Seale, whose work is littered with beautiful films like The English Patient, Children of a Lesser God, and Cold Mountain, frames the car chases with panoramas of the desert wasteland that the world’s become, free to use every angle and camera move at his seasoned disposal.  This, along with an equally diverse and spot-on score, gives Fury Road it’s breathlessly operatic tone.  There’s moments you wish the film would stop so you could take it all in, but everything zips by so fast that you’re left with a feeling of unending splendor.

            The story is much more modest than the action, with Max (Hardy) joining up with a warrior named Imperator Furiosa (Theron) to smuggle a group of women being kept as breeders away from clan leader Immortan Joe (Hugh Keays-Byrne, the same actor who played the villain leader in the original Mad Max).  Furiosa, who’s just as capable on the road as Max, has stolen a War Rig to transport the women, and the action centers around their protection of the women and the rig.  The story is basically that of a hero, a heroine, and an ark, but instead of enduring floods the parental duo must protect their cargo from marauding psychos.  The mutual respect that forms between Furiosa and Max makes for a surprisingly strong bond that’s conveyed seamlessly by Hardy and Theron.  There’s minimal dialogue in the film, which is why their ability to do a lot with very small moments is crucial.  Lesser actors in these two roles would certainly make the audience care less.  With them, the film’s a bombastic but grounded piece.

            There’s some moments that drag in the latter half and a bit too much craziness for craziness’s sake, but there’s always Seale’s elegant cinematography and Hardy and Theron’s performances to see it through.  Mad Max:  Road Fury may be just an action film, but it’s one that takes its audience seriously.  It doles out breathless action that has serious consequences, a surprisingly rare treat in modern, big-budget cinema.

Other Notes:
Ø  Props must also go out to everyone who worked on the design of this film.  Miller wanted to avoid the grey-and-black desaturated look that’s present in every post-apocalypse nowadays, and this contributed greatly to the glorious visuals.
Ø  Keep in mind, I’m not a big action fan.  This is about as good a reaction that an action film can get from me.
Ø  Lots of people are discussing the gender politics of this film.  It’s sad that featuring females that are equal to their male counterparts is considered political.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Quick Hits

I saw several movies this past week and thought I’d given you a quick rundown on what I thought of them.  Enjoy!

Child 44

Child 44 poster.jpgReleased:  April 17th, 2015
Rated:  R
Distributor:  Summit Entertainment
Starring:  Tom Hardy, Gary Oldman, Noomi Rapace, Joel Kinnaman, Jason Clarke, Vincent Cassel
Directed by:  Daniel Espinosa
Written by:  Richard Price
Personal Bias Alert:  likes all of the cast, was turned off by the thick accents in the trailer

3 of 10






            There’s an obvious place to start with Child 44, and that’s the plot.  I’m guessing that the novel it’s based on (which I haven’t read) is a twisty, layered piece that takes a broad look at the problems plaguing Soviet Russia through the eyes of MGB Agent Leo Demidov.  A movie doesn’t have the time to examine all of this and still pull off the crime investigation at its center, and screenwriter Richard Price seemed to get lost in the quagmire of the large plot.  Child 44 never attains a clear point, jerking wildly from event to event instead of weaving them into a streamlined tale.  Director Daniel Espinosa also shows off his shortcomings in a series of poor choices that produced a film with a dull color palate, in-your-face accents, and an inability to grasp its main character.  The actors stumble with this poor material, especially Noomi Rapace, who is sidelined for most of the film, and Joel Kinnaman, whose accent comes and goes within sentences.  Avoid this one, which shouldn’t be difficult as it’s already dropping from theaters.
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Ex Machina

Released:  April 10th, 2015
Rated:  R
Distributor:  A24
Starring:  Domhnall Gleeson, Alicia Vikander, Sonoya Mizuno, Oscar Isaac
Directed by:  Alex Garland
Written by:  Alex Garland
Personal Bias Alert:  has a budding love of A24, likes smart sci-fi

7.8 of 10







            The most buzzed about film right now that doesn’t rhyme with lavenger is undoubtably this slice of classic sci-fi.  The story of man achieving A.I. opens a big can of existential worms, and while Ex Machina treads over questions we’ve seen posed before, it’s slick story and stellar style makes up for the lack of originality. 

Alicia Vikander plays the beautiful robot, or at least the face and hands, with the rest of her body appearing as a translucent mass of human-like machinery that’s censored in just enough places.  The care that the filmmakers put into her design can be seen in every aspect of this film’s visuals, from the carefully selected costumes, intricate set designs, and immaculate lighting.  Everything feels like it could exist now or a few years in the future given the limitless amount of money Oscar Isaac’s character has and that it’s all exactly what would make each character tick.  Vikander and Isaac are excellent in their roles despite the fact that the foreshadowing they’re forced to play reveals too much about what’s to come.  Domhnall Gleeson has a sort of thankless, straight-man role which he’s suited for but doesn’t push to anything great.  As in much of sci-fi, their characters are secondary to the plot, and while their performances and the lean way in which the story unfolds is appealing on the surface, there’s a constant sense of how little lies beneath.  This is a wonderfully appealing film, but it lacks the staying power of truly smart sci-fi.


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Clouds of Sils Maria

Image result for clouds of sils maria posterReleased:  April 10th, 2015
Rated:  R
Distributor:  Sundance Selects
Starring:  Juliette Binoche, Kristen Stewart, Chloë Grace Moretz, Lars Eidinger
Directed by:  Olivier Assayas
Written by:  Olivier Assayas
Personal Bias Alert:  salivated over it for almost a year after missing it at TIFF, doesn’t hate on K-Stew

8.4 of 10






            Movies don’t get much more meta than this.  For the sake of time, I’ll leave it to you to look up the many ways the story overlaps with the lives of those making it, but I recommend you look up the actor’s and director’s backgrounds before you see this film.  It adds a level to this already multi-layered film that I believe you’re expected to get, although your head will likely be spinning even without this extra nuance.  Clouds of Sils Maria is ostensibly about an actress returning to the play that jump-started her career but in the role of the older woman.  It quickly turns into a much larger meditation on aging and the difference between how you interpret the passage of time in your life versus how others see it, with a heavy sprinkling of commentary on ageism in an industry that has clear-cut expectations for women both young and old.  In other words, it’s thick stuff that leaves you wanting to see it again, if only to unravel the loose ends that it leaves flitting in your mind.

            The cast, led by the always impeccable Binoche, navigates the mired plot with a surprisingly firm grasp of character.  Certainly this reflects the thorough work of writer/director Olivier Assayas, but the trio of actresses are the ones who latch on to every aspect of these complex and personified characters, remarkably getting across the larger ideas without a hint of the writerly artifice that Binoche’s character at one point denounces.  Stewart, as you may have heard, is the most surprising here.  It’s the scenes between her and Binoche, isolated in a cabin and feverishly prepping for the play, that crackle with fraught meaning, and it’s here that the audience and the characters rub up against the open wounds that the film is exploring.


            As with many pieces this ambitious, there are moments when its reach stretches farther than its grasp, and Assayas isn’t always as artful about his visuals as he is about his words.  On a technical point, there’s annoyingly poor continuity here, with glasses and cigarettes constantly shifting around the frame, but these are nothing more than momentary quibbles in a dizzyingly smart film.