|
Newest Reviews: New Movies - Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter Old Movies - Touki Bouki: The Journey of the Hyena The Strange Affair of Uncle Harry Archives - Recap: 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004 , 2005, 2006, 2007 , 2008 , 2009 , 2010 , 2011 , 2012
|
Precogni-TIFF, or The Festival in My HeadSunday, September 8
Frida – I was a
huge fan of Julie Taymour’s Titus, and Frida shares that
film’s seemingly boundless sense of visual imagination. A few scenes early on
that make the mind of the Mexican artist a reality had me searching for my socks
afterward. Still, there’s no shaking the feeling that some of the messier
aspects of Frida’s life are being glossed over, and that’s too bad, because
this is one of those rare biopics that actually manages to have a pulse… and
get yours going too, on occasion.
Gerry – Van Sant
supposedly is doing a Bela Tarr film here, but I haven’t seen a Bela Tarr film
yet that’s quite as empty as this one. What’s designed to be minimalist
becomes a bit stultifying in its simplicity. The pacing is deadly, in the best
sense, and the scenery is alternatively claustrophobic and utterly dwarfing, but
you can’t help but wish for more (even if “more” would go completely
against what he’s trying for). Certainly it’s an admirable attempt at
greatness, but admirable attempts are all that Van Sant seems to been making out
these days…
Japón – The
title of this debut feature has no real meaning, but is instead meant to evoke a
feeling. Judging by the film that it’s attached to, that feeling is one that
alternates between boredom and exaltation. Some of the images, especially the
impressive 360-degree ‘Scope pans, are indelible, however, and in the best
moments this vision of a slightly more primitive world evokes Werner Herzog.
Rabbit Proof Fence
– The one-sheet for this one screams melodramatically “WHAT IF THE
GOVERNMENT KIDNAPPED YOUR DAUGHTER?”, but this tale of an Aboriginal abduction
plays out with a bit more panache than that ad-line would suggest. No small
thanks goes to the world-music infused score from Peter Gabriel and the work by
director Noyce who plays out more scenes on visual terms than you might expect
(if not quite moving things into a Malick-like state of grace). If it’s not
ultimately a great film, it feels pretty often like an important one (instead of
a preachy one) and that’s no small feat.
La Vie Nouvelle – When I talked about Noyce’s visual aptitude in the above capsule, it was only because I hadn’t yet seen Philippe Grandrieux’s La Vie Nouvelle. With next to no dialogue, Granrieux creates a disturbing and gritty meditation about the emotions we feel and the tolls that those emotions take on our bodies. The storytelling here takes second seat to the look of the film, but the look is so unique and overpowering that you scarcely mind.
September 6 , September 7 , September 8 , September 9 , September 10 , September 11, September 12 , September 13 , September 14 , Home |