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Mister Rogers Goes to the Movies

Scott Jordan Harris

Why in the world couldn’t we use this thing called television for the

broadcasting of grace through the land? – Mr Rogers

There aren’t many films that have made me cry. “Brokeback Mountain” prickled my eyes. “Toy Story 2” caused a lone tear to escape my eyelids and creep across my cheek. “Dear Zachary” made me discreetly weep with silent despair. And two PBS documentaries about a children’s TV presenter left me red-eyed and runny-nosed, my face swollen and my chest shaking, as I sat clutching Kleenex and trying not to dehydrate.

Waiting and waiting for Godot

The prospect of filming “Waiting for Godot” has always fascinated me. Can film do it any justice? Better yet, will it even translate well on film? I believe it could work. However, it depends on who adapts the screen adaptation. I’m not talking about a re-imagining but a direct adaptation. I cannot see anything being changed in “Waiting for Godot” because if anything is changed it will not be Samuel Beckett’s “Waiting for Godot” but [Director’s Name]’s “Waiting for Godot.”

Still, if nothing is changed, it still doesn’t mean it will work as a motion picture. Some of the greatest works of literature have been adapted to the silver screen with a faithful structure and direct character quotations, only to fail miserably. Take Henry James’ “The Europeans” for example. The novel is a perfectly enriched with interesting characters trying to adapt in a sudden clash of cultures.

My Life Without Me

Pablo Villaça

After discovering that a cancer will take her life within a few months, Ann, a young 23 years-old, makes two important decisions: to hide the disease from everyone (including her husband and their two young daughters) and to draw up a list of things she wants to do before her death – and her wishes include “making love to another man” and “causing someone to fall for me.” This is the point at which “My Life Without Me,” directed and written by Isabel Coixet, risks scaring away its viewers: the attitudes of Ann show, yes, selfishness and immaturity.

Man as a lesser species

Gerardo Valero

One of my earliest and most memorable movie going experiences was Franklin Schaffner’s 1968’s “Planet of the Apes”. It was presented in my grade school’s Cine Club (sort of a small film festival that played one different, semi-recent movie every Saturday during a period of about a month). For weeks prior to the showing I was mesmerized by the publicity artwork which depicted a caged Charlton Heston being repressed by a gorilla. As an eight year old the movie originally struck me purely as a horror piece but it is the other “little things” that still compel me to write about it after all these years.

What’s more, I believe “Planet of the Apes” with all of its different incarnations: original classic, sequels, remakes and TV adaptations, makes for a wonderful example of cinematic “dos and don’ts” At a glance the first entry in the series may seem like just another monster movie but this is hardly the case. It’s too bad neither the majority of the filmmakers involved in the sequels, nor Tim Burton in his remake, were ever able to figure this out.

Remembering Bollywood’s Beloved Uncle

Omer M. Mozaffar

Every family has that playful uncle loved for his cuddly silliness. He is that uncle who is a few syllables beyond eccentric, who does not quite follow the rules of appropriate conduct. Kids love him while his peers look down on him. For Bollywood cinema, that beloved uncle is one of Bollywood’s most loved ensemble pictures, Manmohan Desai’s “Amar Akbar Anthony” (1977). It is easily one of the most beloved of all Bollywood films. It is a long melodrama, an action movie, a screwball comedy, a romance, a con film, a religious devotion, and, of course, a musical.

Procrastinating the Apocalypse

Omer M. Mozaffar

I have a friend who promised himself over a decade ago never to be at the service of his career, and rather, that his career should be at his service. The result is that his wife left him, his family looks down on him, he earns a fraction of what his peers earn–a fraction of what his aptitude would dictate (I think he’s a genius). He takes most of his jobs on contract, spanning very short periods of time. And, he is one of the happiest, most calm people I know; at least he seems content. In contrast, J.C. Chandor’s “Margin Call” (2011) is the story of a group of high-powered bankers getting set to lose their jobs, and perhaps more.

And life goes on as planned

Whenever I saw a plastic bag, a mixed feeling of benevolence and mild annoyance used to bubble up within me. When not neatly stacked by the cashier in a store or filled with stuff, they were usually flapping in the wind making unnecessary noises or worse, trailing in the gutter or sidewalk, being useless. Their life as intended was over, but they seemed oblivious.

These feeling changed after I first read the novel “Never Let Me Go” by Kazuo Ishiguro, which in its almost-casual prose and easy pace, threaded me through the legendary grounds of Hailsham and the damp English countryside with Ruth, Tommy, and Kathy. Along the way I sat beside the girls while they bonded, and stood beside the boys while they yelled. Throughout their lives, I got to know these three people, and they became real to me. By the time the book completed, so had they, but I was not.

How to Win an Academy Award

Omer M. Mozaffar

The Academy Award winners for the past thirty years have followed consistent molds, primarily in the categories of Best Actress, Best Actor, and Best Picture. It is a very simple set of templates that I will explain with excessive evidence. This is not to say that the Academy Awards are a conspiracy run by some secret society, although that idea would be quite fun. Rather, at the very least, there is a subtext to American culture that plays out in the ideas and ideals in American cinema, and it plays out consistently. At the very least, I’m illustrating some unwritten ideals in American culture. Whether or not they are healthy or corrupt, they are there in us. So, “Best Picture” is not a great movie; rather, it is a great movie that fulfills the mold.

“Zodiac”: Not your usual serial killer movie

Gerardo Valero

With films like “Zodiac” (2007) David Fincher has become Hollywood’s serial-killer specialist and yet his entries from that genre seem to have more in common with “The Insider” than with “Psycho” or “The Silence of the Lambs” He shows a great fascination with the details surrounding each case, than with their heroes and villains. His approach is usually just as meticulous when inspired by fictional works (“Seven”, “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo”) as by real-life events. Perhaps it is Oliver Stone’s “JFK” that this film most resembles; obsession is at both their cores.

Through a swan, darkly

Pablo Villaça

Mirrors and reflections have always been an obsession for filmmakers from all over the world – something that came as a result of the wealth of symbolism that they inspire, of course, but also of the psychological development all of us go through in order to recognize ourselves as individuals. (That led, for instance, to Jean-Louis Baudry’s brilliant analogy of the film spectator as someone regressing to the “Mirror Stage” described by Lacan). From Buñuel to Hitchcock and from Fritz Lang to Tarkovsky, directors from different eras and different styles have used doubles as a thematic basis of one or more of their works — but perhaps it has seldom been used so intensely and organically as in Darren Aronofsky’s “Black Swan.”

With great power, comes great responsibility

“With great power, comes great responsibility.” How many times have we superhero fans heard this line, let alone understand its implications? Do we really take to heart how much sacrifice such heroism involves, or comprehend what would be at stake? Superhero films tend to glorify ability over altruism. That is after all the main reason why we flock to the genre, to see amazing sights never seen before. But one film is special in how it focuses on the gravity of selflessness in spite of such might. And it does so not by showcasing its hero’s greatness, but his ordinariness. It’s Sam Raimi’s “Spider-Man 2.”

Whip Whitaker drinks because he drinks

Omer M. Mozaffar

Robert Zemeckis’ new film “Flight” (2012) returns us to the terrain of live action after his three consecutive animated films (two of which were happy movies about Christmas). Here, he makes it clear from the very first scene that this is a far edgier Zemeckis. It is far more graphic and far more emotional than anything we have previously seen from him. The result is on the outside a big budget public service announcement, while on the inside, a film far more complicated than it seems.

The Pursuit of Powerlessness

Omer M. Mozaffar

One man. Three acts. Three stories. First, he is an aggressive corporate manager, racing against seconds and minutes to do his work and live his life. Second, he is a quiet man in a peaceful land, where time moves in seasons and years. Third, he is a bewildered man at home, where time has slipped passed him, making him miss the most important events of his life, including his own death. This is Robert Zemeckis’ great “Cast Away” (2000). If this were a foreign language film or an independent film with a no-name cast, I am sure it would have received tremendous acclaim. As an American film by a major American director featuring two powerhouse actors (Tom Hanks and Helen Hunt), however, it has been left underrated.

Wael Khairy of Cairo, Egypt on “Monster”

I was born in London on February the 29th (leap year) 11 minutes before my twin brother. After birth, I stayed in the UK for five years and then moved to my home country, Egypt. I’ve been living in Cairo ever since.

My passion for cinema started at a very young age when my father gave me an old video cassette of “Jaws” as a birthday gift. The viewing of that movie triggered a movie watching frenzy and I’ve been reading about film ever since. Many people in Egypt simply know me for my film collection for it includes hundreds of titles (which may be normal elsewhere yet is very uncommon among Egyptians).

The inspiring 1979 treasure “Breaking Away”

Gerardo Valero

“Breaking Away” is a movie about four working class friends from a college town who are better know as “The Cutters” a term for the stone quarry workers from town who never got to go to college, and how cycling becomes their unexpected ticket into bigger and better things.

It is populated with original characters who feel completely real, they all have their ambitions, their fears and their regrets which are hardly unlike ours. Each of their numerous idiosyncrasies only serve to make them all the more endearing.

Running from your memories

Every couple of years I stumble upon a film that transcends its traditional entertainment purposes and goes for something more divine, ambitious and philosophical. When a film like this comes along, it reassures me that film is indeed the greatest art form of our time. Movies that had that awe-inspiring effect on me include: “Last Year At Marienbad”, “The Exterminating Angel”, “Persona”, “2001: A Space Odyssey”, “Dark City”, “Enter the Void”, “The Thin Red Line”, “Eyes Wide Shut” and “Synecdoche, New York”. I like to call them life-changers.

“You’re going to need a bigger boat”

Gerardo Valero

I’m under the impression that people settle on an all-time favorite movie at a relatively early age. With time they become increasingly difficult to displace, no matter what cinematic greatness may follow. This is what best describes my experience with “Jaws” (1975). Eventually I may have acquired a greater admiration for “The Godfather” films but by then it was too late. My first viewing of “Jaws” felt perfect. I later learned it wasn’t.

A great love story: “Brokeback Mountain”

What’s the last great love story you’ve seen on film? I don’t mean your typical “rom-coms” with contrived meet-cutes that rely heavily on celebrity star power. I’m talking about a genuine romance between two richly defined characters. If your mind draws a blank, you’re not alone. Hollywood, along with much of the filmmaking world, seems to have either forgotten how to portray love affairs in ways that once made us swoon. Whatever the reason, be it due to our changing times or priorities, we might not see any significant ones for some time.

Run Silent, Run Deep

The other day I was discussing the physicality of objects with a fellow Far-Flung Correspondent), Grace Wang. We were mourning the death of physical objects. Like me, she shares this preference of actual physical books over e-books, letters over emails, photo albums on a shelf over digitalized photo albums on Facebook. There is something unique about the physicality of them all, something that will always be absent from their digital replacements. Of course recycling these objects goes without saying.

The smell of a book as you turn a soft page, or the excitement of checking the mailbox for snail mail is something many of us will always prefer over clicking a ‘Next Page’ icon in an e-book or checking an inbox full of emails. It’s why the Jimmy Stewart film “Shop Around the Corner” worked better as a romantic comedy than the Tom Hanks remake “You’ve Got Mail”. Yes, both may contain the same content but content has nothing to do with it. I would rather slam a book with anger or crumble a letter than double click a delete button. This need for physical objects is more than just an act of nostalgia; it’s a predilection.

The offer we cannot refuse

Gerardo Valero

Behind every great fortune there is a crime. – Balzac 

So states the prologue of Mario Puzo’s novel, “The Godfather,” a debatable statement that rings true nonetheless. It certainly feels like “the truth” after visiting this world. Does it mean that the Corleone family was completely amoral? Not at all, and that is what separates this material from just about every previous gangster film. This family provided justice and protection to those who couldn’t get it elsewhere. They also gave them gambling, women and liquor–but heck, they did draw a line at drugs. If there is one thing that Mario Puzo and Francis Ford Coppola evidently were clear about, it’s that black or white characters aren’t particularly exciting.

The phenomenal success of the Godfather Trilogy can basically be attributed to the decision on the part of Paramount executives to put their helm in the hands of a master filmmaker at his very peak who also happened to be one of the few raised in a family with the precise sensibilities required to take the material from Mario Puzo’s best-selling novel and make it feel absolutely real.