Opening Shots: ‘The Wire’

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This summer a friend is introducing me to the HBO series, “The Wire,” beginning with the first season on DVD. Sunday nights, we eat a big ol’ fresh-grilled meal (like steak, ribs, kabobs, pork loin, salmon, scallops wrapped in prosciutto, asparagus or broccoli sauteed in olive oil, garlic and crushed red peppers)… I’m sorry, what was I saying? I kept hearing from friends that “The Wire” was something great, as good as (some say even better than) “The Sopranos” or “Deadwood.” Well, we’re only three episodes in (we also watch a “Freaks and Geeks” — all new to me — after each episode), but I’m hooked.

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“The Wire” is about Baltimore police (homicide and narcotics) and their investigation and surveillance (hence the title) of a city-wide drug operation run by one Avon Barksdale, a shadowy figure said to be based on a real Baltimore dealer. All threads seem to lead back to Barksdale, but the cops don’t even have a photograph of the guy.

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The first image of the first episode of the first season is a close up of blood on the pavement. It lasts only a few seconds, but the camera slowly moves up the trail of blood toward its source, the body of a drug-related homicide victim. The liquid catches the flashing lights of police cars and seems to illuminate with electrical sparks like… wires. Only the middle-ground of the shot is in focus — where it comes from and where it leads are still blurry. We don’t know it yet, but the whole season has been set up for us.

December 14, 2012

Louie: Funny is gravy


It’s not enough to say that Louis C.K.‘s “Louie” is the finest, funniest, most adventurous half-hour comedy on television. It’s not even necessarily accurate, since the series is more like a short story anthology than any kind of sitcom you’ve ever seen. Yes, Louie is the main character, a divorced New York stand-up comedian whose observations and adventures provide the backbone for the stories (sometimes more than one per show), but other characters or storylines may or may not continue beyond the half-hour in which they’re introduced. Last season, for instance, Louie found himself in temporary but indefinite custody of his 13-year-old niece at the end of the episode… but she never reappeared.


The flighty, fidgety bookstore employee played by Parker Posey, whose name we don’t discover until the last word of the two-parter called “Daddy’s Gilfriend” (it’s Liz), is unlikely to show up again, but Posey says she’d love to come back in the role he originally envisaged for her — as his shrink. This, I think, is a good thing. Liz’s function was to act as a force of instability, to shake Louie out of his risk-averse routine. And, boy, did she succeed. She is fascinating, goofy, beguiling — and baffling, frustrating, unsettling, frightening, exhausting, all in one volatile, bubbling cauldron of moods and impulses. You can read it all in Louie’s face as he attempts to figure out what to make of her, from situation to situation, moment to moment, all through the night. (His range of tentative reactions reminded me of the wife of bus driver Mark Ruffalo in “Margaret,” who churns through turbulent sequence of responses as she tries to get a read on Lisa Cohen and what she could possibly want from her husband.)

December 14, 2012

“Big men in tights!”

This week in reviews for the Chicago Sun-Times and RogerEbert.com, I was pleased to be able to quote from Joel and Ethan Coen’s “Barton Fink” regarding the tradition of the wrestling picture in general and “Legendary” in particular:

Ah, the wrestling picture. In Joel and Ethan Coen’s “Barton Fink,” a New York playwright is lured to Hollywood (for the cash) and is assigned to write a wrestling movie for Wallace Beery at Capitol Pictures. Audrey, the companion of the great Southern novelist-turned-screenwriter and epic alcoholic Bill Mayhew, explains the formula to Barton:

“Well, usually, they’re… simple morality tales. There’s a good wrestler, and a bad wrestler whom he confronts at the end. In between, the good wrestler has a love interest or a child he has to protect. Bill would usually make the good wrestler a backwoods type, or a convict. And sometimes, instead of a waif, he’d have the wrestler protecting an idiot manchild. The studio always hated that.”

“Legendary” has most of that and lots more (minus the idiot manchild), turned inside out and all twisted up like a pretzel, but just as simple and formulaic. Yet even though this picture stars a real WWE wrestler and was produced by the new WWE Studios, it’s not just a wrestling picture. (“Big men in tights!” as another Capitol Pictures executive exclaims.) It’s a wrestling tearjerker.

Also reviewed by me: “Soul Kitchen”, a goofy comedy by Fatih Akin (“Head-On,” “The Edge of Heaven”).

December 14, 2012

‘The Da Vinci Code’: Faith in fiction?

A scene from “The Da Vinci Code” — or, possibly, one of the “Hellraiser” movies, it’s kinda hard to tell.

My favorite headline of the week (so far) comes from Reuters: “Reading ‘Da Vinci Code’ does alter beliefs: survey.” According to a poll of Britons, Dan Brown’s phenomenally popular novel has effectively re-written the bible for many Christians and non-Christians alike — so much so that some Catholics are saying the book and the movie should carry “a health warning”:

LONDON (Reuters) – “The Da Vinci Code” has undermined faith in the Roman Catholic Church and badly damaged its credibility, a survey of British readers of Dan Brown’s bestseller showed on Tuesday.

People are now twice as likely to believe Jesus Christ fathered children after reading the Dan Brown blockbuster and four times as likely to think the conservative Catholic group Opus Dei is a murderous sect.

“An alarming number of people take its spurious claims very seriously indeed,” said Austin Ivereigh, press secretary to Britain’s top Catholic prelate Cardinal Cormac Murphy-O’Connor. “Our poll shows that for many, many people the Da Vinci Code is not just entertainment,” Ivereigh added….

ORB interviewed more than 1,000 adults last weekend, finding that 60 percent believed Jesus had children by Mary Magdalene — a possibility raised by the book — compared with just 30 percent of those who had not read the book…

Hold on a minute: They’re saying a whopping percentage of (at least technically literate) Brits now believe the pseudo-biblical “revelations” in “The Da Vinci Code” are true? I suppose it’s no wonder millions of people in the modern world claim they believe in the bible, “Intelligent Design” and astrology — even when they admit they know virtually nothing about them. In so many ways, we still live in the Dark Ages. Just let me say that if you are so credulous that a novel (fiction!) or Hollywood movie can upend your comprehension of one of the most dominant religious traditions in the world, then you are possessed of all the faith (and reason) you deserve.

A “prominent group of English Roman Catholic monks, theologians, nuns and members of Opus Dei” commissioned their poll from Opinion Research Business (ORB) and, according to the Reuters article, has “sought to promote Catholic beliefs at a time when the film’s release has provoked a storm of controversy.” (If they hire a publicist, I do not recommend Tom Cruise’s sister for the job.)

Ron Howard’s ultra-super-secret movie of “The Da Vinci Code” kicks off the Cannes Film Festival Wednesday. And the Catholic establishment is… madder than heck:

December 14, 2012

Robert DeNiro on movies at large in the world

Robert DeNiro, receiving his honorary Cecil B. DeMille Golden Globe Sunday night and acknowledging all his movies (“Stanley and Iris,” “Jacknife” and “Little Fockers”) — not just the ones that are included in his three-minute clip reel: “It’s up to the audience to decide if it’s entertainment, critics to decide if it’s good and ultimately posterity to decide if it’s art.”

December 14, 2012

Notes on Ebertfest: Day 1 & 2

Took the train down from Wilmette (well, Glenview) yesterday afternoon and, although was publishing new reviews on RogerEbert.com on opening night, I was able to watch the post-film discussions from my room at the Illini Union via Ustream. You can, too. And they’ve been archived here, as well.

A few notes, tweets, observations from Day 1 & 2:

December 14, 2012

More sex, please. We’re American.

A synchronistic cartoon from Peet Gelderblom at Lost in Negative Space.

What the hell is wrong with the studio risk-management — er, movie — business these days? I share some of my own modest ideas for improvement in an “Open Letter to Hollywood” at MSN Movies.

Now, some people say everything is just fine, and that we’ve even had a better-than usual crop of summer pictures this year: “Knocked Up,” “Ratatouille,” “Superbad,” “The Bourne Ultimatum”… On the other hand, there’s “Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest,” “Hostel Part II,” “I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry”… These, I submit, are conscious or unconscious cries for help.

None of my prescriptions is a panacea, but among the measures I suggest Mr. and Ms. Hollywood might want to consider are: more nudity (way more nudity); less emphasis on pain and torture as a form of entertainment (bad for concessions sales, for one thing); better recycling of stars who have fallen out of fashion (like John Travolta in “Pulp Fiction”); watch HBO and learn about sex, violence, character, and storytelling; don’t keep making sequels until the original audience hates you for it (even the last installments in “trilogies” tend to range from disappointing to insulting); stop wasting time and depleting resources fighting protracted, losing battles against technologies that have always proven to make you more money in the end: “The future arrived the day before yesterday and you’re still pretending it’s due next week.”

An excerpt:

…[Why] why do adults in Hollywood movies still behave as if they’re on “The Dick Van Dyke Show”? (Nothing against “The Dick Van Dyke Show,” which is one of the great achievements in television history, but you know what I mean: Rob and Laura not only slept in separate twin beds but they always wore pajamas.)

Sex in the movies seemed like it was going somewhere in the ’70s, with “Five Easy Pieces,” “Last Tango in Paris” and “Don’t Look Now.” In 1993, the great Julianne Moore played out a full-frontal scene — an argument at home with her husband — in Robert Altman’s “Short Cuts,” and it wasn’t the nudity that was shocking, it was the physical and emotional reality of the scene. Do you know people who pop out of bed after sex sporting underwear? Who’s in such a blasted hurry to get dressed?

The best special effect in the history of movies is the human face, with the human body coming in a close second. Use it. You think torture porn sells? The audience for porn-porn is exponentially larger. (Have you heard of this thing called the World Wide Internets? It revolutionized a whole lucrative section of the movie industry — mostly the one located beyond Warners, Disney and Universal in the farther reaches of the San Fernando Valley.)

Read the full “letter” here.

Got any advice for “Hollywood” yourself?

December 14, 2012

Top secret leakage from my 2010 Muriels ballot!

It’s a wrap for the 2010 Muriel Awards, but although the winners have been announced, there’s still plenty of great stuff to read about the many winners and runners-up. (‘Cause, as we all know, there’s so much more to life than “winning.”) I was pleased to be asked to write the mini-essay about “The Social Network” because, no, I’m not done with it. (Coming soon: a piece about the Winkelvii at the Henley Gregatta section — which came in 11th among Muriel voters for the year’s Best Cinematic Moment.)

You might recall that last summer I compared the editorial, directorial and storytelling challenges of a modest character-based comedy (“The Kids Are All Right”) to a large-scale science-fiction spectacular based on the concept of shifting between various levels of reality/unreality — whether in actual time and space or in consciousness and imagination. (The latter came in at No. 13 in the Muriels balloting; the former in a tie for No. 22.) My point was that, as far as narrative filmmaking is concerned, there isn’t much difference. To illustrate a similar comparison this time, I’ve used a one-minute segment out of “The Social Network” (Multiple levels of storytelling in The Social Network). You might like one picture better than the other for any number of reasons, but I find their similarities more illuminating than their differences:

December 14, 2012

Reality: What a concept

Ah, reality. So malleable. I’ve seen a few documentaries and reality shows in my day, and I always enjoy watching how the filmmakers set about shaping “characters” and narratives from carefully chosen bits and pieces of footage, dialog and narration.

Take Susan Boyle, one of the hottest celebrities in the Western World since her appearance on BBC ITV’s “Britain’s Got Talent” last Saturday — a performance that has now been seen by untold millions on YouTube. (One clip alone — several are posted — registers nearly 14 million views as I write this; a similar one of Paul Potts, the opera-singing mobile phone salesman from 2007, shows nearly 44 million views.)

If you haven’t seen it yet, watch this version, which shows how Boyle’s audition was set up for the television audience. (Is this show broadcast live, or edited later? How many cameras do they have in that auditorium? Watch how the reaction shots are inserted.) After making a joke about the one thing that’s been missing from Glasgow is “talent,” the hosts introduce the rather frumpy looking Boyle with comical music and a shot of her taking a big bite out of a sandwich. “Next up is a contestant who says she has what it takes to put Glasgow on the map,” they say. The offscreen audience laughs. She’s from West Lothian, 47 years old, unemployed but looking, never married (“Never been kissed,” she says, “Shame — but that’s not an advert!”).

December 14, 2012

Notable MPAA Press Releases 1: DVD-sniffing dogs

Lucky and Flo, the DVD-sniffing labs.

Excerpt from MPAA Press Release (link to .pdf file):

[May 9, 2006] United Kingdom, Los Angeles – – The Federation Against Copyright Theft (FACT), express delivery company FedEx and HM Revenue & Customs, has joined forces to launch an exciting new initiative to help combat DVD piracy.

As part of a project promoted by the Motion Picture Association of America, Inc. (MPAA), FACT instigated the training of two black Labradors named Lucky and Flo (video here) by one of the world’s leading experts in the field whose other clients include police, fire and rescue service. The dogs were trained over an eight month period to identify DVDs that may be located in boxes, envelopes or other packaging, as well as discs concealed amongst other goods which could be sold illegally in the UK. These DVDs are often smuggled by criminal networks involved in large scale piracy operations from around the world.

December 14, 2012

America’s Funniest Undead Videos

My review of “George A. Romero’s Diary of the Dead” (that’s the title) is at RogerEbert.com. Here’s an excerpt: 

When young filmmakers gather to shoot cinema-verite video documentaries, watch out: Something really bad is going to happen. In “The Blair Witch Project,” it was … well, we don’t really know what it was, but it sure freaked out Heather.

In “Cloverfield,” it was something large with an antipathy toward Manhattan landmarks. And in George A. Romero’s “Diary of the Dead,” as you have probably gathered by now, it is the meat-eating undead. These movies give the shaky-cam a reason to get shaky — but the kids try not to miss a shot.

December 14, 2012

The sins of the critics

Critic Kathleen Murphy takes a prickly, sarcastic inventory of common complaints against, well, critics at MSN Movies and finds them… not so sharp. I have this uneasy feeling some readers looker-atters won’t see the irony, but — what can I say? — we live in an age when millions either can’t or won’t see the pig for the lipstick.

Among accusations addressed are the sins of seriousness, snobbery, geezerism and insufficient appreciation for the latest trends. (One of my favorite zingers: “Haven’t you ever heard of the fierce urgency of NOW?” As if this week’s movies were automatically better than last week’s because they’re more up-to-date! There’s critical perspective for you.)

Kathleen quotes from my “Do the Contrarian” song (a big hit single for me during Contrarian Week in 2007) to introduce a little rant about that vintage favorite, “The Dark Knight,” and an Oscar-winner that’s soon to become a Dramatic Television Show:

December 14, 2012

Back in the saddle again…

Howdy pardners:

Thanks for holding down the fort. Just returned from a sojourn down the Rio Bravo to Albuquerque (I knew I shoulda taken that left turn…), and not a moment too soon. The four Meconopsis betonicifolia (rare Himalayan Blue Poppies) I planted this spring are beginning to bloom! You may recognize them, or a spiny Tibetan relative named (I kid you not) Meconopsis horridula, from “Batman Begins.” Anyway, regular posting will begin shortly. Meanwhile, look at this poppy and try not to let its utter Blueness drive you irretrievably insane…

December 14, 2012

TIFF: Two or three things I’ve noticed about Toronto

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1) I haven’t seen a bad film yet at the 2006 Toronto festival, but I haven’t experienced the ecstatic highs of last year, either, when “The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada,” “Brokeback Mountain,” “Cache,” “A History of Violence,” “Capote,” “51 Birch Street” and a few others made it feel like a cinematic renaissance was sweeping town in just a few days.

2) The official festival trailers before every film that I (and many others) complained about last year are vastly improved this time, mainly because the one with the festival logo itself lasts only about five seconds. That’s a merciful relief to those of us who see it so many times.

But by this point in the fest, some are beginning to protest the Motorola sponsorship trailers that show a few seconds from various unbelievably inane “short films” shot on cell phones. At the “Red Road” screening this morning, a woman loudly blurted out: “I hate these things!” People laughed in approval. At another press/industry screening (I forget which one now), somebody in the dark proclaimed: “These are so bad! The critics agreed.

3) An amusing pass-time for regulars waiting for movies to start has been to guess the significance of the festival’s poster image, the outline of a face with two red swatches where the eyes should be. In the animated trailer, the red things are wings that flutter down and alight on the eyeless visage like a crimson butterfly. But to me, the guy looks like Oedipus with buckets of FX blood gushing out of his sockets. Or maybe he’s Mercury, and the victim of some artistic confusion about the where the ankles are located. Some new kind of trendy rose-tinted glasses for sale on Bloor Street, perhaps? Or a Scotsman? Another critic told me she thought it was supposed to represent what your eyeballs feel like after watching four or five movies at a stretch for several days.

If you have any interpretations of your own, please leave a comment!

December 14, 2012

Three minor notions: 2. Perfection in “Black Swan”

I enjoyed Darren Aronovsky’s “Black Swan” as a kind of lurid 1970s drive-in exploitation horror movie (more “Carrie” than “The Red Shoes” or “Repulsion”) that wears its multifarious influences on its head like a tinfoil rhinestone tiara. (In fact, as I’ve said before, I found the Oscar-winning performance by Natalie Portman to be its weakest feature, though I ambivalently concede that, in the long run, it probably works in the film’s favor: she’s so exasperatingly one-note that when, at last, she becomes the Black Swan it’s not only a catharsis but a relief.)

But what, do you think, is the key to Nina’s late-blooming transformation? After all those missed opportunities to let loose, to grow up, what finally tips her over the edge? The drugs, the sex, the mom, the ballet director, the rivalry, the Dying Swan (Winona Ryder)? I haven’t seen much discussion of that. Maybe it’s obvious, but the answer, I think, is when her partner (and off-screen baby daddy, Benjamin Millepied) drops her on her patoot. And not just because it gives her a much-needed bump on the noggin at the same time — though that, psychologically speaking, no doubt helps, too. What she finds, perhaps, is something like what the Japanese call “wabi-sabi,” the understanding that “nothing lasts, nothing is finished, and nothing is perfect.”

All through the picture, Nina is obsessed with achieving “perfection.” In the end, she believes she’s found it, albeit with a shard of mirror glass puncturing the illusion of seamlessness. But, of course, the flaw — the risk, even the failure — is what finally lifts her performance beyond the calculated sterility of “perfection” and makes it… perfect.

December 14, 2012

Moments Out of Time 2009

Once again, Richard T. Jameson and Kathleen Murphy transform the year’s movies into poetry — and poetic criticism — at MSN Movies: Moments Out of Time 2009. A few excerpted stanzas:

• Middle Atlantic States summer heat and humidity visible in the air, the color, the softness — “Taking Woodstock”…

• “Public Enemies”: the thrill of seeing a piece of “Manhattan Melodrama” big as a movie-palace wall, with the luster of the brand-new. Worth dying for…

• “The Hurt Locker”: rust and scale popping off a derelict car when an IED explodes nearby…

• What spaces and places look like after people leave them: a man hikes up a snow-covered hill, then simply disappears from sight — and the movie that is “Liverpool”…

• In “Limits of Control,” Tilda Swinton’s platinum-blonde-wigged femme fatale reminding us that “The Lady from Shanghai” made no sense either…

• “35 Shots of Rum”: kids with Japanese lanterns among the dune grass at sunset…

• “A Serious Man”: the traffic accident that doesn’t happen. But does….

• The terrible uncertainty of what lies on the road behind her, as “The Headless Woman” drives on after having hit something…

• Old people disappearing up flights of stone steps in “Summer Hours” and “Still Walking”…

December 14, 2012

Bad form

I just learned from a reader that somebody has posted some of my Scanners comments about Jonathan Rosenbaum’s “Bobby” review (involving his comparisons to “Nashville”) under my name at Rosenbaum’s blog in the Chicago Reader. I’ve written to Jonathan to explain that it wasn’t me. I may take issue with what somebody writes, but I would never simply double-post my own stuff on their blog. If I had something else to say to them, I’d at least address them directly and write something original in their own comments section. Sheesh.

December 14, 2012

Happy Independence Day!

As we celebrate the Declaration of Independence, here’s a fun exercise in critical thinking and visual interpretation. This photo of Sarah Palin, taken by Brian Adams for a spread in Runner’s World magazine, represents a veritable firecracker-explosion of patriotic and political symbolism. (Likewise the use of familiar props in this photo and this one.) Given Palin’s views and background, how would you interpret it?

Click on photo to enlarge.

JULY 4 UPDATE: Since this post went up, Palin announced her resignation as governor of Alaska. Some say she wants to concentrate on running for president in 2012. Others say that a scandal is about to break, something even she cannot ignore or deny, thus raising the question: What sort of scandal could damage Sarah Palin’s reputation? My guess: She has a lucrative talk show deal lined up. Her competition isn’t Obama and Biden, it’s Limbaugh and O’Reilly, Maher and Coulter.

JULY 6 UPDATE: OK, here’s an image that baffles me. What do you make of it?

December 14, 2012

This cannot be emphasized often enough

I have been repeating this tirelessly for a quarter century now, and I’m very glad to read A.O. Scott saying it again so well, in Dave Itzkoff’s NY Times story about the demise of the “Siskel & Ebert”-style “At the Movies” format on TV:

“It’s always been true that people can go to the movies without reading what critics have to say about the movies,” Mr. Scott said. He added: “Criticism matters to the people who care about it. It’s not that everybody out there in the world needs to hear what we have to say, but some people want to. And there is still, I think, an appetite.”

December 14, 2012
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