Archive | April, 2012

Lockout (**1/2)

25 Apr

What a fun surprise, this movie. Guy Pearce plays a disgraced cop accused of killing another officer and hiding evidence contained in a metal briefcase. Maggie Grace (forever to me poor Shannon from Lost) is the President’s daughter, taken hostage while investigating a supermax prison that houses 500 criminal masterminds. Pearce is given the option of infiltrating the prison in order to rescue her, and he agrees to do so, mainly so that he can find his former partner who went to jail for helping hide the briefcase; Pearce believes that if he can find it again, he can prove his innocence.

Also, the year is 2074 and the prison is in space. Not that it matters, really, because this plot – allegedly an “original idea” from producer Luc Besson, but strikingly similar to John Carpenter’s Escape from New York – could be set anywhere. The real charm of the film is the script and Pearce’s gleeful commitment to it, wisecracking his way through scenes where everyone else is playing it pretty seriously – with the notable exception of Joseph Gilgun, who stands out as the uncontrollable burden and brother of hard man Vincent Regan. This is the kind of film that keeps me going to dubious SF movies, hoping for a diamond in the rough.

The Hidden

20 Apr

Why don’t I read more Richard Sala books? The guy is a genius, and I have liked everything I have read by him. The Hidden is an excellently paced tale with roots in a classic story, a lot of macabre touches and dark humour.

It opens with what appears to be the world ending. A bearded man hides in dark corners as bizarre humanoid creatures run amok, killing everyone they see. He manages to escape the town and suddenly wakes in a cave, his beard much longer and unable to remember much about his past. He meets a young couple whose car has broken down and offers to lead them to a rest stop that might be safe. As they travel, they meet another young couple and trade stories. When they arrive at the rest stop, it does prove to be a safe place – for a while.

Sala is, to my mind, the heir to Edward Gorey as the king of dark and creepy and wonderful comics; but Sala’s style is also more contemporary, comfortably depicting both monsters and cute college girls on the same page. He combines idiosyncratic linework and lettering with a muted colour palette to create what is a unique place in comics.

The G.N.B. Double C

18 Apr

The Great Northern Brotherhood of Canadian Cartoonists is a sort-of-graphic-novel from the sketchbooks of Seth, who is probably as well known these days for his book and packaging design as he is for his comics. One of his passions is the study and celebration of classic cartoonists, so much so that his sketchbooks have become a repository for semi-fictional tales of their exploits. The GNBCC takes place in an alternate world where Canada once celebrated its cartoonists as Seth would, erecting statues and supporting regional headquarters that resemble gentlemen’s clubs.

Seth’s narrator takes us on a tour through the central HQ; the only one left apart from an archive in the arctic circle. The book ruminates on the passing of time and the GNBCC’s members, digressing occasionally to describe the achievements of some and failures of others. The discussion includes Doug Wright, an actual titan of Canadian cartooning for whom our national awards are named, and who is the subject of an enormous tome that Seth also designed.

I don’t know my Canadian comics history as well as I might (though I do know some), so I cannot always be sure about the references, but it seemed that there were passages about Richard Comely, the creator of Captain Canuck who was also a little wacky about politics; and I wonder if Henry Pefferlaw is supposed to represent the late Martin Vaughn-James.

Like much of Seth’s work, The GNBCC is a smart and well-drawn, charming and aloof tale with some dark moments. He dedicates it to “honorary Canadian” Joe Matt and enshrines his other close friend Chester Brown within this fictional society. I was about to write “sadly fictional”, as if it is a shame that the GNBCC does not actually exist, but honestly, I’m not sure that it is. The GNBCC was a nice place to visit but I don’t think I want to live there.

Spring TV roundup

15 Apr

So, the regular TV season is drawing to a close and people are mostly excited about the return of Game of Thrones, which is understandable; it’s a very good show. And Community seems to be getting a reprieve and possibly a renewal, so that makes me happy. Thanks to Netflix, Nicole has burned through most of The X-Files for the first time and we are both enjoying The United States of Tara.

Other stuff I enjoyed this past season include:

Happy Endings: in many ways just as good as Community (they have the same producers), a great ensemble cast gets away with some pretty dirty jokes and wields its diversity far more effectively than the overrated Modern Family.

Suburgatory: charming high school comedy about a girl who gets moved to the suburbs by her overprotective dad. The premise falls down a bit when you see how level-headed they both are, but it doesn’t really matter. Who knew Jeremy Sisto could be funny?

Archer: the animated heir to Arrested Development just keeps getting better.

The League: Paul Scheer and company in another excellent ensemble comedy that is theoretically about a fantasy football league, but is actually about men, their various types of relationships, and their cluelessness.

Revenge: sweet little Emily Van Camp is pretty badass in this modernization of The Count of Monte Cristo, set in the Hamptons.

American Horror Story: the heir apparent to Twin Peaks in terms of sheer weirdness and audacity, it hit hard with its pilot episode and did not let up. The strategy of keeping the same cast for subsequent series set in new locations is intriguing.

Hart of Dixie: no one will ever award it an Emmy for writing, but if there was one for hot bitches, Rachel Bilson would surely win. The writers and supporting cast have created a small southern town that is reminiscent of Stars Hollow from Gilmore Girls.

Justified: Timothy Oliphant continues to be a wryly hilarious menace to the community of idiot criminals in Kentucky. This season featured a splendid new villain.

New Girl: a little Zooey Deschanel goes along way, but the writers seem to have realized quickly that anytime supporting actor Max Greenfield is onscreen, magic happens. The show has turned out to be an overachiever thanks to him and some sharp scripts.

Hawaii Five-O and NCIS: the two well-oiled action machines from CBS have a formula and they are sticking to it. If you don’t like these shows you are a goddamn commie.

Person of Interest: also pretty solid, I like to pretend that the main character is Ben Linus from Lost and that Jim Caviezel has taken over for Sayid. It’s The Equalizer, basically.

Supernatural: it is still hanging in there, but floundering without creator Eric Kripke.

Louie: painfully honest and hilarious slice-of-life from Louis CK.

Homeland: had a rough start but turned into a quirky and compelling political thriller, like a mirror-universe version of 24. Damian Lewis and Clare Danes did a good job.

The Vampire Diaries: uneven but solid year for a show where shit happens so fast that it actually matters if you miss an episode. It is fascinating to see the writers paint themselves into corners constantly and then find a way out, and the cast is fun to watch.

The Walking Dead: it wouldn’t have been too hard to improve on the first season, and thankfully the new writing situation yielded some satisfying episodes among a lot of filler. It is a frustrating series to watch as a fan of the comics, because you know that the show would be so much better if they would simply follow that plot as closely as Game of Thrones follows its source material. Maybe next year.

Eastbound and Down: some good moments but not as solid overall as the first two seasons.

Sherlock and Doctor Who: the BBC adaptation of Arthur Conan Doyle continued brilliantly. Stephen Moffat runs Doctor Who as well and Matt Smith had a good second series.

So, I’m sticking with those series for the time being. Here are the shows that I dropped:

2 Broke Girls: stupid class comedy, and a waste of Kat Dennings.

30 Rock: I actually haven’t dropped it completely, but it is not what it used to be.

Torchwood: Miracle Day: dull, low-budget miniseries that might have been a decent single episode.

Californication: boring, repetitive, surprisingly sex-negative for a show that purports to be about a libertine.

Dexter: had its moments, but like 30 Rock has lost the spark that made it great.

Terra Nova: so boring!

The Secret Circle: I gave it a chance thinking it might turn out like The Vampire Diaries, but no luck, and not surprising really.

There were several other non-starters this season, like Awake and the US version of Free Agents, that either didn’t grab my interest or got cancelled after a week or two (or both). I also gave Downton Abbey a try thanks to all the hype of its last series but after about half a dozen episodes, I gave up. It’s boring as shit, although I grant that it is probably several times more exciting than the usual PBS fare.

The upcoming fall season is not on my radar yet apart from Aaron Sorkin’s new show, which looks a lot like his old shows, but since it’s on HBO this time perhaps it will work. I have started the new season of The Killing and am just barely interested. As mentioned earlier, Game of Thrones is fine. South Park keeps going strong with hilarious and contemporary scripts. A great new all-ages show is the sequel to Avatar: The Last Airbender, entitled The Legend of Korra. I am hoping that Community gets renewed for a fourth and presumably final year; it would give them enough episodes for syndication, it would complete the logical four-year arc of a college degree, and so on.

Anya’s Ghost

14 Apr

Sheridan alumnus Vera Brosgol hits a home run with her debut YA graphic novel Anya’s Ghost, about a teenaged Russian immigrant who has worked hard to assimilate but still feels like an outsider. Anya discovers that things could be much worse when she falls down a hole in a field and lands next to the long-lost remains of Emily, a girl who died under sinister circumstances during World War I. Emily’s ghost haunts the skeleton, unable to stray far from it, but when Anya is rescued she accidentally sweeps one of Emily’s small finger-bones into her backpack and brings Emily with her. Not surprisingly, Emily does not want to go back, so she promises to help Anya with her problems, fetching answers for tests and finding out how to attract a certain boy. The more Emily does, however, the more Anya starts to suspect that Emily is not as helpful as she appears.

Brosgol, herself a Russian immigrant, constructs a smart and well-paced script around familiar YA themes of self-discovery and ethical choices versus wanting to fit in. Anya is a (literally) well-drawn character with family and friends that we can easily identify with. The art style is very polished, reminding me a bit of Craig Thompson and Hope Larson, but by no means derivative. And while teenaged girls are the obvious target for Anya’s Ghost, anyone who loves great comics would be well-served to check it out. My congratulations to Vera Brosgol, I can’t wait to see what she does next.

The Cabin in the Woods (***)

14 Apr

Joss Whedon and former Buffy writer Drew Goddard reunite for this amusing sendup of dead teenager films, referencing everything from Friday the 13th and The Evil Dead to Ghostbusters and The Truman Show. It is the story of five college students who take a camper to a cousin’s remote cabin for a vacation: on the surface they appear to be the usual jock, slut, fool, brain and virgin, but the opening act fleshes them out. The opening act also introduces us to a secret facility under the cabin where a large team (led by Bradley Whitford, Amy Acker, and Richard Jenkins) monitor their every move and steer them toward their doom. Thanks to the quick thinking of the fool (Dollhouse’s Fran Kranz), however, the prey become aware of the game and try to fight back.

This is a film that you will probably enjoy more if you (a) enjoy the kind of scripts that Whedon is known for and/or (b) know something about horror movies. In a film that is about subverting a formula or two, the script kind of has to be the star; so if you don’t enjoy (or even get) the jokes about Japanese ghost stories or Hellraiser, you might want to do some catching up first. For those who do, there is a lot of dark humour, some clever unexpected moments, some nice effects. The cast needed to be fast on their feet and were up to the challenge, with some amusing cameos. Co-writer Drew Goddard directs for the first time here and does a solid job, with Whedon on second unit.

As a fan of horror films, I appreciate efforts to build on the classics and make them fresh again, whether it is in the form of The Evil Dead or Dead-Alive or even Scream. All too often, what we get instead are unnecessary remakes or brainless gore porn. Whedon and Goddard are both gifted at using the tropes and trappings of horror to explore human themes like betrayal, sacrifice, and courage; this film is no different.

The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo [2011] (**)

12 Apr

It’s a weird coincidence this week that I seem to be reviewing foreign remakes, weirder still that this time the remake was done by an American studio for no discernable reason other than Americans like to read potboiler novels but don’t like to read subtitles. The difference here is the lack of time between versions; the original Swedish film was released in Europe in 2009 and in Canadian theatres just under two years ago, and on DVD around the same time, followed by the Swedish films of the remaining two novels about hacker heroine Lisbeth Salander.

The original was a pretty good film of a novel whose prose was so dull that I didn’t get past the first chapter. Assuming that the films follow the book closely, the story is convoluted and kind of predictable, which is largely why they can never rise above a certain level of technical quality. The American version cost a lot more, and it shows: more famous cast and director, score by Trent Reznor, and lovely photography by Jeff Cronenweth, who also worked on Fight Club and The Social Network with David Fincher. Daniel Craig is generally a good actor but he is seriously miscast as a beleaguered reporter. Rooney Mara is ok as Lisbeth but I thought that Noomi Rapace really owned the role in the original, which allowed Lisbeth to have a bit more of an edge as well.

So should you watch this film? I guess so, if you are a Fincher or Trent Reznor fan. Otherwise their efforts have gone to waste even more than they were already.

The Abyss Gazes Also

11 Apr

Katherine Wirick recently wrote at The Hooded Utilitarian about how we could interpret Rorschach, every fanboy’s favourite psychopath, as a victim of rape. She points to the incident where two older boys threaten to take down young Walter’s pants, supposedly so as to molest him, resulting in Walter taking out some of his considerable rage on the boys. Walter was emotionally and probably physically abused, by his mother and perhaps her clients; but not raped.

I see no reason to add rape to Rorschach’s motivation or backstory when there is no real evidence for it, and a more obvious answer is literally staring us in the face. It is in the mask and the name that Walter Kovacs chose to fight what he calls crime. The Rorschach ink blot test is a psychological device designed to reveal aspects of the patient’s personality indirectly, through their own impressions. In Watchmen, it reinforces the fact that Rorschach is our window into that world, through his journal and otherwise. He is our avatar, our abyss to gaze into. For those of us used to reading American superhero comics, he is the closest (albeit warped) thing we have to the uncompromising good guy who wants justice.

What drives Rorschach is indeed the violence and sexual issues recounted by Wirick; but I have a feeling that all of those details are in Walter’s history not to paint him as a revenge-seeking victim, but rather as a Freudian superhero. I think that one of Alan Moore’s goals was to posit Rorschach in this way against Ozymandias, who is arguably the Jungian superhero: creative and self-actualized, “making himself feel” the wrongs he perpetrates in the name of the greater good. Jungian ideas (especially synchronicity) also permeate the character of Dr. Manhattan, and Jung is quoted at the end of Manhattan’s dialogue with Laurie about her origins.

If you look at Watchmen through the lens of psychology rather than trying to bend the characters to mainstream superhero archetypes, an assortment of motivations and disorders is readily apparent: megalomania, sociopathology, parental issues, repressed memories, sexual dysfunctions and more. It is not only Rorschach who is his face; most of these people are “functional” only in costume, whatever form the costume takes. The Rorschach “birth scene” where he kills the child rapist, which Wirick views as indicative of Kovacs’ own history, is more likely the kind of catharsis-through-psychosis described by R.D. Laing, whose book Knots is also depicted in Watchmen (at one point being torn in half by a minor character, as a visual echo of Ozymandias slicing through the Gordian knot).

Watchmen itself is a Rorschach test, filled with imagery and ideas that we can choose to interpret as we wish. Does Rorschach’s journal get found and reveal Veidt’s lies? Does Dr. Manhattan create a different world to try again? Is the recurring imagery of the smiley face button evidence of some creator’s plan, or merely the kind of amazing coincidence that Dr. Manhattan admires? The way we answer reveals aspects of our personality as much as any inkblot could.

The Darkest Hour (**)

10 Apr

Emile Hirsch and Max Minghella star and Sean and Ben in this preposterous but agreeable alien invasion film; they lose out on prospective Russian investment in their mobile app during a trip to Moscow, only to survive the initial onslaught of invisible invaders that disintegrate whatever they touch. With a couple of female American tourists in tow, they hide out in a club basement for a few days and emerge into a destroyed, vacant city that recalls The Day of the Triffids (or if you like, 28 Days Later). Sean realizes that the aliens can be detected the the common light bulb, which glows in the vicinity of their ambient electrical fields. After some close calls they find a few other survivors, who have started to put together counteroffensive weapons that Nikola Tesla would admire.

This is a pretty low-budget film by today’s standards, and it was a good call to set it in Moscow, which adds to the air of not-quite-modernity mixed with low-tech. The script is reasonably smart for this kind of film and I liked that it is not afraid to kill the characters we are supposed to be rooting for. The Darkest Hour is not a classic but it is a cut above the SyFy channel fodder that it will undoubtedly be scheduled around a year from now.

Untold Scandal (***)

10 Apr

Untold Scandal (currently available on Netflix) is the fifth filmed version of the French novel and play Les Liaisons Dangereuses. North American audiences are probably already familiar with one of the other versions: the John Malkovich costume drama, the Sarah Michelle Gellar high school version, or perhaps the Colin Firth period piece. This version was made in Korea in 2003, and while it is generally very faithful to the plot, it also offers some new wrinkles; most notably a tension between Confucianism and Catholicism, casting the innocent virgin character as the latter. I have not seen many Korean films apart from their most high-profile releases, so I do not know the actors very well, but I was impressed with the cast, especially Bae Yong-Joon as the seducer Jo-Won and Lee So-Yeon in the Cecile role. I was also very impressed with the gorgeous art direction, costume design, and cinematography; it is really quite a beautiful film, and enjoyable to watch despite the familiarity of the story.

Speaking of, Wikipedia informs me that China and Korea are collaborating on yet another version, this time entitled Dangerous Liaisons again, with HK stars Ziyi Zhang and Cecilia Cheung. I am looking forward to it.

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 545 other followers

%d bloggers like this: