A Colossally Good Time

Colossal (Nacho Vigalondo, 2017)

Stop me if you’ve heard this one before.  A mid-thirties New Yorker hits rock bottom when her alcoholism leads to being fired from her job as a writer and her boyfriend breaks up with her throwing her out on the street.  With nowhere else to go, she returns to her hometown in small town wherever.  While there an old (male) friend instantly recognizes her and does everything in his power to make sure she feels welcomed home with open arms.  Thankfully, Colossal is aware of the tiredness of this formula and subverts the problematic tropes inherent in these premises, creative use of a giant monster attacking Seoul doesn’t hurt any either.

Anne Hathaway plays Gloria, who is told by her at the time boyfriend Tim (Dan Stevens) that because of her constant drinking and partying, he has packed her belongings for her and she needs to leave.  Her unnamed New York party friends flood the apartment after Tim leaves, but the camera focuses on Gloria, oblivious to the world around her as the consequences of her predicament set in.

Cut to a small town in upstate New York where Gloria lets herself into her abandoned childhood home, which miraculously still has the key hidden under a welcome mat despite being devoid of all furniture.  Lost in the reality that she now occupies, Gloria succumbs to exhaustion crashing on the floor, given no more comfortable option.

The next day, while walking home from the local store and lugging an air mattress over her back, an old childhood acquaintance, Oscar (Jason Sudeikis) recognizes her while driving by and reaches out a hand in friendship.  Without asking her what or where she would like to reconnect, he takes her to the bar he inherited from his father.  After a night of reconnecting with Oscar, meeting his friends, and excessive libations, Gloria drags her still intoxicated body and yet undelivered air mattress home as the rest of the world begins their day, punctuated by the march of young children to elementary school.

Hours later, Gloria is awoken from her slumber on the newly opened, though still uninflated, air mattress by the news that Seoul has been attacked by a giant monster.  Shocked, Gloria falls into old habits as she becomes accustomed to her new world.  Drinking to the point of not remembering how the evening ends fill in the pillars of her days while she struggles to cope with the natural disaster that the world at large is dealing.  This balance becomes stressed when she discovers that the monster may have some connection to her.

Anne Hathaway’s performance as Gloria is glorious (ha).  A less sensitive portrayal would only consider the part of her that was a mess, disregarding the woman underneath.  While Hathaway’s Gloria admits that she has a drinking problem and attempts to curb it, she doesn’t give in to pressure to decry her entire life forfeit.  Like a real person, she identifies a part of her she would like to improve and executes on that.  Her setbacks and struggles are given the respect of a human inevitability.  Even excluding the creature feature side-plot, this is the decision that saves Colossal from falling into the well-trodden trap that frequently plagues the indie-homecoming genre.

Another pleasant revelation of the film was its feminist forward message.  Despite failing the Bechdel test, Colossal identifies many of the least feminist clichés that plague indie-homecoming films and calls them out.  The childhood friend’s adoration and crush after a 20-year hiatus is not endearing, but creepy.  Infantilizing a woman by assigning a childhood crush to her as an adult assumes that women are stagnant in development.  In contrast, men are allowed to grow into their ideal form at which point they supposedly deserve the emotional reciprocation from the preserved girl.  Gloria agrees to none of this misogyny and spurs Oscar’s advances/ air of entitlement towards her.

The calling out of male entitlement is a theme that Colossal returns to on multiple occasions.  Oscar is the most egregious offender amplifying the misogyny of the old-flame’s entitlement to the lost woman for the purpose of satire.  His insistence is that everything revolves around him.  He, unsurprisingly though unjustly, reacts as if Gloria sleeping with his friend and not him is a personal attack; assuming that he was the one entitled to that experience.  He even goes so far as to insert himself into Gloria’s exploration of the connections between her and the creature terrorizing Seoul, monopolizing the attention and ruling with his toxic perceptions.

Oscar is not alone in the world of toxic masculinity.  The ex-boyfriend Tim makes an appearance after his initial desertion, and he assumes that his remorse and former title entitle him to Gloria’s forgiveness and love.  In a stand out moment for Hathaway, Tim exclaims that she “owes him an explanation.”  A sentiment which sets off my inner feminist alarms but unfortunately feel at place in a film such as this.  Thankfully, Colossal subverts these expectations as Gloria calls him out on his egotistical views of what he is owed.  She is an unattached woman fending for herself and he is entitled to absolutely nothing.

This feminist reading allows for a fresh take on a tried-and-true staple of independent film.  Amplified by the fun of a creature feature, and prowess that Anne Hathaway brings to everything that she touches, Colossal provides a fun movie going experience without sacrificing any feminist morals.

The 2017 Oscars: Predictions and Wishes

Best Picture
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: Jackie
La La Land was amazing and should hold of the surging (and great) Moonlight.  In a perfect world though I would have recognized the greatest acting performance of the decade in Jackie.

Actor in a Leading Role
Prediction: Casey Affleck
Perfect World: Casey Affleck
Denzel was great in Fences, but I think the general consensus that it’s Casey’s turn will hold out even in the face of controversy.

Actress in a Leading Role
Prediction: Isabelle Huppert
Perfect World: Nathalie Portman
I don’t understand how Nathalie Portman is going to lose this, but it looks like she isn’t even in the running behind Stone and Huppert.  I think that this is the one category that La La Land will end up losing despite being a favorite.

Actress in a Supporting Role
Prediction: Viola Davis
Perfect World: Viola Davis
Even if it hadn’t been for last years “Oscars so White” controversy, I can’t imagine a world in which Viola Davis would lose this category.

Actor in a Supporting Role
Prediction: Mahershala Ali
Perfect World: Mahershala Ali
Mahershala Ali is the heart and soul of the brilliant moonlight.  Despite only showing up in only the first of three parts, the compassion that Ali’s character shows sets the tone for the rest of the film.

Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: La La Land
While I think, Jackie is the best film of the year, Damien Chazelle’s work keeps the kinetic La La Land afloat.  He is the reason that La La Land is the masterpiece that it is.

Writing (Adapted Screenplay)
Prediction: Moonlight
Perfect World: Moonlight
The academy frequently uses the screenplay categories to recognize the great films that would otherwise go short-handed, and Moonlight will get the deserved nod for adapted screenplay.

Writing (Original Screenplay)
Prediction: Manchester by the Sea
Perfect World: Manchester by the Sea
Similar to the adapted category, the Original screenplay is where Manchester by the Sea receives its much-deserved recognition.

Animated Feature Film
Prediction: Zootopia
Perfect World: My Life as a Zucchini
Disney/ Pixar’s monopoly on this category continues to upset me.  Zootopia is a fine film, but other countries are making significantly better films than the safe studio versions.  My Life as a Zucchini’s Truffaut inspired storytelling is far more worthy of honor than the simply fine Zootopia.

Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: Café Society
My perfect world pick is quite the unorthodox pick, but while Woody Allen’s most recent film was rather run of the mill, the cinematography was brilliant.  In the world of reality, La La Land wins another category.

Costume Design
Prediction: Jackie
Perfect World: Jackie
It is fitting that a film about Jackie Onassis Kennedy would win costuming, and I’m mostly just glad that it will end up with something.

Documentary (Feature)
Prediction: O.J.: Made in America
Perfect World: Kate Plays Christine
Another category where my choice wasn’t even nominated, but O.J. Made in America would have been my second choice.  The 8-hour mini-series should survive the is it or isn’t it a movie controversy to walk away with the win.

Documentary (Short Subject)
Prediction: The White Helmets
Perfect World: The White Helmets
Netflix putting its money behind short subject documentaries may prove to be a game changer.  The White Helmets should have one, but the travel ban’s impact on its subjects’ ability to attend should easily push it over the edge.

Film Editing
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: Jackie
Film Editing at the Oscars is a category that’s traditionally misunderstood to be most instead of vest.  I personally appreciate when a film is more content holding when necessary, but I can’t really begrudge the La La Land decision.

Foreign Language Film
Prediction: The Salesman
Perfect World: Things to Come
It was a close race between The Salesman and Toni Erdman until the travel ban thrust The Salesman into headlines as Asghar Farhadi was rendered unable to attend.  I would have loved the less rapey Isabelle Huppert film Things to Come to win, but I can’t begrudge The Salesman’s win.

Makeup and Hairstyling
Prediction: Star Trek Beyond
Perfect World: Swiss Army Man
I’m going to be honest, I don’t really care about this category

Music (Original Score)
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: Jackie
I love the Jackie score, but for something that experimental I understand that the nomination is the win.  The score for La La Land has been on heavy repeat with Jackie on my Spotify so I completely support it’s win.

Music (Original Song)
Prediction: City of Stars
Perfect World: Audition (The Fools Who Dream)
La La Land will win and should win (though for a different song), but I just need to bitch about the tragedy that is the complete snub of Sing Street.  Drive it Like You Stole it needed a nomination.  It’s on Spotify, give it a listen.

Production Design
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: La La Land
The perfect creation of a timeless musical should and probably will always win this category.  No complaints from me.

Short Film (Animated)
Prediction: Piper
Perfect World: Piper
After bitching about the Disney/Pixar monopoly on feature film, I may sound hypocritical with this choice, but Piper was amazing.  Pixar frequently gets to take more chances with their shorts, and Piper capitalizes on that.

Short Film (Live Action)
Prediction: La Femme et le TGV
Perfect World: La Femme et le TGV
Jane Birkin finally gets her career recognition with the nod in live action short.

Sound Editing
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: La La Land
Musicals or war movies tend to win these, but I refuse to admit that the awful Hacksaw Ridge is a serious contender in any category.

Sound Mixing
Prediction: La La Land
Perfect World: Moonlight
Either I don’t understand the film mixing category or the Academy doesn’t.  The levels were not the strength of La La Land.  Moonlight finds a way to allow sounds to fade in and out to emphasis the emotion, something that the traditional action films.

Visual Effects
Prediction: The Jungle Book
Perfect World: Kubo and the Two Strings
The Jungle Book was impressive, but I wonder if we’ve reached the point where CGI needs its own category instead of hijacking other practical effects.

My Top 25 Films of 2016

Top 25 Films of 2016

For the first time, ever, I broke 100 releases and by a decent margin.  My 2016 viewing included 2 major film festivals (South by South West and Toronto International Film Festival) and 133 releases, yet I still more than have a handful of regrets.  Not appearing on the list at least in part because I was unable to see them are: 20th Century Women, I Am Not Your Negro, Lion, The Salesman, Silence, and Toni Erdman.

The quality of films this year was exceptionally high, but I will try to keep honorable mentions to a minimum.  It was a great year for animated film, though none ended up on the list.  Miss Hokusai, My Life as a Courgette, The Red Turtle, Your Name, and Kubo and the Two Strings all were in contention.  As normal for me, my list contains no real blockbusters, though Arrival just missed the cutoff.  While three documentaries made the list, Weiner, Tower, 13th, and No Home Movie also stood out as some of the best in non-fiction film of the year.

  1. Fences – Denzel Washington

Denzel Washington and Viola Davis reprise their roles from the 2010 Broadway version of the same play.  Their familiarity with the material results in some of the strongest performances of the year, especially from Davis who must be the front runner for the Supporting Actress award.  That combined with a poignant story about race relations and toxic masculinity results in a film that would have been much higher on this list had it not been for an enraging epilogue.

  1. Cameraperson – Kristen Johnson

The most ambitious and least traditional film on the list, cinematographer Kristen Johnson put together a brilliant visual memoir through the scraps of her other works.  Through these outtakes, a surprisingly intimate tale emerges.  Though seldom actually on screen Johnson’s fingerprints are felt on every frame.

  1. Miss Stevens – Julia Hart

Probably the least seen film on my list, Miss Stevens was a small indie about a teacher who takes three of her students to a state drama competition.  Carefully setting up and the subverting most tired clichés, Julia Hart delivers a memorable film about a heartfelt character.

  1. Hell or High Water – David Mackenzie

The highest grossing indie film of the year was not a film I anticipated making this list before seeing it.  Wester action films are not traditionally my cup of tea.  And yet the testosterone saturation in Hell or High Water was not too much of a deterrent.  It was just a solid enjoyable film.  Not the smartest or most artistically fulfilling film of the year, but well-acted, written, and executed.

  1. Lemonade – Kahlil Joseph

The Beyoncé Knowles visual album was a wonderful surprise.  Executing a Malickian film better than Terrence himself could, Beyoncé with the help of Kahlil Joseph delivers a beautiful depiction of the torture a woman goes through after being cheated on.  I’ve heard from people more in tune with the music community that Beyoncé’s presence can feel overbearing, but as a cinephile ignorant of her baggage, I think this is an amazing piece of art.

  1. Things to Come – Mia Hansen-Løve

The first of two Isabelle Huppert led films of the year on the list, Things to come depicts the life of a middle-aged woman who has her entire life fall apart.  Despite the consecutive tragedies, Things to Come manages to avoid melodrama.  Instead it shows how the main character puts her life back together and finds fulfillment in her freedoms.

  1. O.J.: Made in America – Ezra Edelman

The seven and a half our documentary miniseries about O.J. Simpson was a fun revelation.  The balancing of race relations with the actual story of O.J. brings relevance to today outside of curiosity over the man himself.

  1. Elle – Paul Verhoeven

The second Isabelle Huppert film is much more difficult than the first.  Blind viewers should be warned that the film opens with a rape scene and abuse is an underlying theme throughout.  Huppert’s struggles to navigate the male dominated world post attack is reason enough to watch if you’re able.

  1. The Handmaiden – Park Chan-wook

The sexiest film on the list, The Handmaiden is a lesbian erotic thriller form the creator of Oldboy.  A thief sells herself as a handmaiden to a Japanese heiress in hopes of helping to defraud her.  Filled with twists and turns, it’s the chemistry between the two female leads that sticks with you.  While at times the relationship feels slightly exploitative, the execution is well with it.

  1. The Witch – Robert Eggers

The best horror film since The Babadook, The Witch is a terrifying experience.  Witchcraft wreaks havoc on a puritan family, and instead of finding strength in their religion, it only tears them further apart.  Complete with one of the most unsettling horror scores in years, The Witch has held its spot near the top the entire year.

  1. Kate Plays Christine – Robert Greene

The last documentary on the list, Kate Plays Christine is like no film I’ve ever seen before.  Under the false premise of an acting role, Kate Lyn Sheil begins the research to play Christine Chubbuck, the real-life news reporter who took her own life on national television in 1974.  Under this framing technique, a much more human picture of Christine is shown than a talking head interview ever could accomplish.

  1. Sing Street – John Carney

One of the most fun films of the year, a group of young outcasts create a band in hopes of finding their place.  Misunderstood by adults everywhere, the coming of age story keeps a levity about it which combined with a great new wave soundtrack keeps me coming back.

  1. Love and Friendship – Whit Stillman

Jane Austen and Whit Stillman are perfect together and I will hear no arguments against that.  You can see my full review here: https://womanwithamovieblog.wordpress.com/2016/05/28/love-and-friendship/

  1. Captain Fantastic – Matt Ross

One of the few films I saw multiple times in theaters this year, Viggo Mortensen is amazing as the father of six children who he and his late wife raised completely off grid.  Ross’s decision to neither vilify nor excuse Mortensen’s actions induce the level of nuance to let the strong acting carry the film.

  1. Sunset Song – Terence Davies

A gorgeously shot period piece about the strength of a young woman in a time where she wasn’t allowed any.  Agyness Deyn’s portrayal of Chris is heartbreaking.  The men in her life are cruel, but she soldiers on to live the best life that she is able.

  1. Certain Women – Kelly Reichardt

Kelly Reichardt very well may be my favorite active director.  While some consider her films to be slow, the time that she gives her characters to breathe create the depth that makes them endearing.  Even in the vignette styled Certain Women, each character feels fully formed and real.  The end story starting the amazing Kristen Stewart and Lily Gladstone shines above the other two, but they are all great.

  1. Nocturnal Animals – Tom Ford

Arrival was good, but Amy Adams was better in Nocturnal Animals.  See my full review here: https://womanwithamovieblog.wordpress.com/2016/12/18/movie-review-nocturnal-animals/

  1. Krisha – Trey Shults

This film actually made my list last year as well as I was lucky enough to see the premier at SXSW 2015. First time director Trey Shults shows a lot of promise on a minimal budget.  From the opening long take to the unflinching close-ups of Krisha Fairchild as she unravels during a few days, Krisha was a great discovery and I look forward to Shults’s next endeavor.

  1. The Fits – Anna Rose Holmer

The story of a young tomboy Toni who leaves the comfort of her brother’s side in the boxing gym to join a dance troupe was a wonderful story of identity and finding one’s place.  Sprinkled with a mysterious series of fits, the troupe offers Toni, played by Royalty Hightower who was a revelation, The Fits was a great female driven coming of age story.

  1. Manchester by the Sea – Kenneth Lonergan

Number six starts the first of the films that I consider to be the year’s masterpieces.  Casey Affleck is the Oscar frontrunner as the unsure new guardian of his nephew after his brother passes.  Forced to confront his history in Manchester, Affleck is devastating as the uncomfortable yet compassionate Lee Chandler.

  1. Paterson – Jim Jarmusch

Jim Jarmusch channels his inner Charlie Kaufman in this quiet poetic slice of life.  Adam Driver plays Paterson a bus driver and poet in the City of Paterson.  A love letter to small town life, the entire film plays like a poem.  Patters fill every moment and beauty is everywhere.

  1. Moonlight – Barry Jenkins

Four may be criminally low for this film which is topping most lists, and its relatively low place, but I mean no disrespect.  The three-part story shows the life of a gay black man growing in a hyper masculine world.  The masculinity results in pain and suffering for Chiron until years into adulthood, he is finally able to find comfort.  The final third of the film is the strongest of the year.

  1. American Honey – Andrea Arnold

The three-hour road trip film of a young woman looking for an escape.  She joins a group of traveling magazine sellers and heads off on a trip that changes her life.  While on her own she grows, loves, and fails.  Sasha Lane is the breakout performer of the year, and Shia LaBeouf continues his curious straddling between genius and insanity.  A fun soundtrack finishes the recipe to make American Honey amazing.

  1. La La Land – Damien Chazelle

The most fun I’ve had in theaters this year, it barely managed to fall from the top slot.  You can read my full review here: https://womanwithamovieblog.wordpress.com/2016/11/25/movie-review-la-la-land/

  1. Jackie – Pablo Larraín

This should be no surprise after my review the other day which you can read here if you missed it: https://womanwithamovieblog.wordpress.com/2016/12/18/movie-review-nocturnal-animals/


2016 was an amazing year for film.  Here’s hoping that 2017 can compete, and that I can see even more films this time.  150 shouldn’t be out of the question.

Movie Review: Jackie

Jackie (Pablo Larraín, 2016)


Every once and a while, a film will deviate from the standards of its genre in such a way that a new film paradigm is born.  In 1994 Pulp Fiction ushered in a new era of independent cinema.  The 400 Blows changed the landscape for French film forever when it introduced the world to new wave in 1959.  Citizen Kane, while sacrilegious to evoke, invoked decades worth of progress to the dramatic character study in 1941. With any luck, Jackie will usher in a new age of the much-maligned biopic transforming it from an artless point by point retelling of the subject’s life to an emotional experience allowing the viewer to experience the life of the actual person.  A chance to transport oneself into some of the most important people and moments in history and understand the personal impacts.

While Jackie is not Citizen Kane, it is in my opinion far and away the best film of an amazing year in cinema, and one of the best films in recent memory.  Pablo Larraín deviates from the traditional biopic formula by shrinking the timeline from an entire life to a mere three days.  This succinct period allows the film to focus on the emotional rollercoaster inherent in dealing with the tragic, unexpected death of a spouse while balancing it with the need to create and preserve a legacy all while under the biggest spotlight know to the world at that time.  The mind of Jackie is a cluster, but the audience is welcome to its every whim.

Larraín expresses Jackie’s overwhelmed state of confusion by letting the timeline flow in a non-traditional manner.  While still following an approximate chronological order, the events are played out as Jackie understands them.  Events on the day of the assassination Jackie always appears in the same outfit, never completely clean of the blood, but all other days the outfit will change from scene to scene.  This isn’t a continuity error on Larraín’s part, but an understanding of the fragmented state of her memory.  As the film is distinctly Jackie’s story, her broken psyche causes unimportant details to slip in exchange for doing her jobs as a widow, a mother of fatherless children, a former first lady, and a woman in charge of preserving the legacy of a great man.

The way that each of these personas are juggled is inspiring.  The film intertwines moments where Jackie is quite obviously unraveling with ones where she is almost robotic in her decision making and control.  Two particularly moving sequences exemplify this juxtaposition.  At one moment, Jackie is aimlessly wandering around the second-floor living quarters of the White House.  She opens all the doors, dresses and undresses multiple times, packs and unpacks all without purpose while listening to musical soundtracks.  It is in this moment that Jackie feels the most relatable as she experiences pain and grief like anyone would.  Contrastly, when confronted with the prospect of burying her husband at the family plot in Brookline, Massachusetts, Jackie’s sense of legacy overtakes any emotions that she may be experiencing.  She insists that Arlington is the only reasonable place for her husband to be buried, and on a gloomy day leads a group of men through the cemetery in search of the perfect resting place.  In this moment, Jackie shows how much power she possesses.  Trudging her way through the mud in heels, the powerful men scamper to keep up with her resigning themselves to her decision.

Nathalie Portman is absolutely perfect as Jackie.  Her dedication into perfecting the speech and mannerisms of the real Jackie Kennedy Onassis results in a nigh uncanny resemblance.  She replicates the infamous White House tour in flashbacks allowing for seamless transitions between stock footage and reenactment.  The gauntlet has been thrown, and any director should seriously consider alternatives to ever casting this role again.

Portman’s impeccable performance extends beyond pure mimicry.  Larraín employs the high risk high reward technique of shooting the film almost exclusively in close-up.  Had Portman not been able to exhibit each of the wide array of emotions with expertise, the decision would have backfired on Larraín leaving him with a mess.  Instead, her every facial expression and word transports the audience into the room with her.  Both crying and cheering for her as the scene dictates.  It’s because of this decision that the compact timeline thrives.  A lifetime’s emotional journey is imparted on the viewer without bogging them down with lengthy details.

This representation of Jackie eclipses the unfortunate pseudo feminist cliché of strong female character.  It understands that reality is more important than strength when portraying a fully formed woman.  Make no mistake, there are extensive moments in the film where Jackie is far and away the strongest persona in the room, but it’s the balance between that and her understandable weakness as a grief filled widow that makes her real.  Far too often, men’s attempts at appearing feminist will result in the creation of a Mary Sue, but Larraín understands that it’s the truth behind the real person, inclusive of weaknesses, that creates one of the greatest feminist figures.

Jackie is as close to perfect as a film can be.  While the exclusively character driven presentation may deter some viewers who prefer a plot heavy story, the film still should be necessary viewing.  Larraín portrays a greater understanding of the person that Jackie Kennedy Onassis was in only three days’ worth of events than any film focusing on her entire life ever could.  The end reminder that Jackie was the true originator of the term Camelot to represent the Kennedy legacy, hopefully mirrors the future in which Jackie is remembered as equally legendary.

Movie Review: Blue Jay

Blue Jay (Alex Lehmann, 2016)


It’s completely arguable that the faces of independent cinema today are the Duplass brothers.  Between acting, writing, directing, and their production company, their hands are directly involved in a large portion of indies being made today.  They have become so ubiquitous that it can be easy to miss their ventures due to over saturation.  Blue Jay’s theatrical run was completely lost on me, but after hearing good things its quick arrival to streaming platforms allowed me a chance to catch up with the most recent Mark Duplass outing.  While he wasn’t the director, as both the lead and producer, his impact is felt similarly to Alex Lehmann’s.

Blue Jay stars Mark Duplass and Sarah Paulson as Jim and Amanda, two former high school sweethearts who by chance are visiting their small California home town at the same time and run into each other.  Somewhat hesitantly, Amanda agrees to get coffee and reconnect with Jim.  Their reunion begins in public and with very surface details.  They discuss current relationships and professions, as any former classmates who were at least minimally close may.  Other than shared acquaintances, no details are shared about who they were to each other, or why they would exert the effort to reconnect.

It is only when they venture to an otherwise empty local convenience store that hints of their previous relationship emerge.  They attempt an old routine on the owner of the store and find that after years away he remembers them and their habits.  It’s in the owner’s memory that Jim and Amanda’s prior romantic relationship is mentioned, though at this point it remains unclear whether they were an actual couple or if it was just the assumption an older man who only knew them as customers made.  Beverages in hand, they head to Jim’s childhood home where they have time completely alone to dive deeper into their current lives as well as their past.

Near the end of the film, a topic was broached that almost sent me down an angry twitter tirade.  The film was directed by a man, Alex Lehmann, and while Duplass and Paulson are very much co-leads, the story does identify Jim as the audience’s vessel.  As such, when the discussion of the end of their relationship emerged near the end of night together, in a classic representation of male privilege, the film initially seemed to take Jim’s side on the decisive matter.  Enraged I prepared to start a fight the second I completed the film, and thankfully the need subsided after Amanda called him out on his tantrum.  This caused the only real shift in prospective, and Blue Jay’s most unique feature.  After seventy minutes of following Jim’s perspective on their past, Amanda’s mind finally becomes the central figure and Jim’s lingering childishness is called out; ending the film on a more intellectual and fulfilling note.

Blue Jay is in no way a unique film, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing.  The genre of two people connecting over a short time in close to real time is an indie cliché for a reason.  When done well it can be exquisite, see the Before Trilogy, and at minimum its often a safe, cheap way to make an independent drama.  Blue Jay does not deserve the level of prestige as the upper echelon of these films, but is a fine movie in and of itself.  The screenplay takes enough risks to differentiate itself from the rest of the genre.  Duplass and Paulson exhibit natural chemistry; the baggage between the characters is palpable, but the love they share is also present.  Even the overused decision to shoot in black and white works as imagining the film in color is near impossible.  Unfortunately, these strengths combined still just leave Blue Jay as above average in a bloated category.

Movie Review: Nocturnal Animals

Nocturnal Animals (Tom Ford, 2016)

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Tom Ford returns to the world of film for his second venture after 2009’s A Single Man with the new Amy Adams and Jake Gyllenhaal headlined thriller Nocturnal Animals.  Ford is known best as a high-end clothing designer, and his trademark attention to detail once again transfers to the silver screen.

Amy Adams stars as Susan Morrow, an art gallery owner who has the means to get everything she could ever want.  She lives in a grandiose modern compound with a full complement of health and her husband when he’s not in New York on work.  Despite all the money and success, Susan’s life appears hollow.  It’s made obvious that her husband is cheating on her before the film confirms it half way through, and her ceaseless insomnia hints at a greater struggle may lie under Susan’s surface.

Her sleeplessness and unease only amplify when her estranged ex-husband (Jake Gyllenhaal) sends a copy of his manuscript that’s both dedicated to her and named his pet name for her.  Unable to focus on much else as her insomnia worsens, she dives into the manuscript instinctively inserting her ex-husband into the role of protagonist.  From this point on, the film splits between acting out the unsettling and violent manuscript, Susan’s life as she struggles to maintain a grasp on her reality, and flashbacks as she relives her and her ex’s lives together.

Ford balances these storylines with beautiful precision.  Understanding that it’s not enough to cut between them, but that Susan’s present life needs to dictate the transitions.  Particularly troubling scenes in the novel result in her slamming the book shut and a return to reality.  These instances are frequently proceeded by long breaks from the novelized story as Susan wrestles with her past and the flashbacks take center stage.  Through these, the audience is treated to the major developments and milestones as childhood friends Susan and Edward fall in love and subsequently become disillusioned with each other.  The flashbacks also serve as a necessary breath of air as the novel and Susan’s current life both define Nocturnal Animals as a thriller.

As good as Ford is as a director, the acting in Nocturnal Animals is its greatest selling point.  Gyllenhaal is perfectly unsettling in his dual role as the ex-husband Edward Sheffield who feels he was personally wronged and as the fictional Tony Hastings who would do anything for his family.  Michael Shannon and Aaron Taylor-Johnson both contribute awards caliber supporting performances in the world of Edward’s manuscript.  But, as she often does, Amy Adams steals the show.  She instinctively understands what it can be like to have both everything and nothing at the same time.  The emptiness she brings to her present world despite attending art openings, eating out at restaurants most people could only dream of, attending important board meetings as a primary decision maker, and having her every need catered to by her personal home staff is not something that many actors could do with the intensity and plausibility that she does.  It’s truly a shame that Arrival, while great in its own right, is the more commercially receptive film, as it will steal the awards thunder away from Adams Nocturnal Animals performance which is even more deserving.

While an otherwise excellent film, Nocturnal Animals has one major issue that is difficult to overlook, and is unfortunately also deeply entrenched in spoilers requiring some carefully chosen ambiguities.  A major contribution to Susan’s guilt and something that she herself describes as unforgivable is not.  It would be one thing if this statement was a belief that was only held by Susan as a character, but the movie never relieves her of that guilt.  Instead it continues to demonize her over something that it has no right to furthering an aspect of misogyny and female non-autonomy that is not acceptable.  Susan is depicted as a fully formed female character, but the antifeminism intrinsic in that decision overshadows the respect as a character.

Feminist issue aside, Nocturnal Animals is still a breathtakingly precise thriller.  Adams is on the top of her game as expected, and the rest of the cast is up to the challenge of keeping pace with her.   The interweave of stories and flashbacks create a deep picture of Susan as we understand her misery.  The tension inherent in Nocturnal Animals due to some skillful directing proves that if he should ever want to leave the world of fashion, Tom Ford could find a full-time career as a director.

Movie Review: Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk

Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk (Ang Lee, 2016)


Ang Lee continues to be one of the most ambitious filmmakers today, though ambition does not always result in excellence.  Jumping from genre to genre, he managed to produce two of the preeminent films of the 21st century in “Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon”, and “Brokeback Mountain”, though other extreme variations have not paid off as well, see  2003’s “Hulk”.  Most recently he’s seemed to be most content by experimenting with new filming techniques.  His last film “Life of Pi” was a marvel of visual effects, and his newest film “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk” was shot in an unheard-of 120 frames per second.  Unfortunately, this decision is not something that many theaters were able to implement including any by me, so this review will not take that decision into consideration as I was unable to see it that way.

Following the Bravo squad on their last stop of their countrywide celebratory tour, “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk” focuses on Billy Lynn (Joe Alwyn) who was both especially honored and affected by the harrowing battle they are being recognized for.  While their other stops had been in front of relatively small crowds, this one had them in front of the nation while performing at the halftime show for the Dallas Cowboys.  The entire squad takes this opportunity to attempt to process their new-found fame and the fact that they are destined to return to Iraq that evening.

Billy specifically is haunted by the events that transpired in Iraq; a fact which only his sister Kathryn (Kristen Stewart) seems to understand.  She arranges for him to defer his redeployment and check into a hospital for post-traumatic stress disorder if he chooses.  Confronted with decision between protecting himself and serving the nation/ saving face, Billy struggles throughout the entirety of the football game, unable to focus on his responsibilities.

In what has become an unfortunate recurring theme this year, Kristen Stewart is once again the lone shining point in an otherwise poor film.  “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk” even tries to fail on that front as Stewarts presence is sorely underrepresented often being relegated to cellphone voicemails.  The acting of the entire Bravo squad is unbearably stilled, and Steve Martin painfully struggles to find any resemblance of the tone of the rest of the film in his supporting role.  Makenzie Leigh’s performance as the cheerleader love interest Faison is poorly written to the extent of being insulting.  The overall writing and acting performances completely fail to deliver on the promising and important topic of post-traumatic stress disorder.

Having Kathryn and Faison be the only two female characters of note in the film is troubling.  Despite Stewart’s best attempts at salvaging Kathryn and making her sympathetic, her attempts fail to follow the story that Lee wants and thus she is portrayed only as the nagging troublemaker.  In contrast, the mindless Faison strokes the male ego by being a fantasy who is willing to fawn over Billy’s dedication to country and ability to overcome, read ignore, his personal feelings.  Instead of challenging the masculine dream of fighting for the beautiful damsel, “Billy Lynn’s Long Halftime Walk” reinforces it, while teaching men to continue to ignoring any hesitance as weakness.

Maybe the visual spectacle of seeing the film, especially the halftime show itself, in 120 frames per second would be the saving grace of the film, but if it’s not readily accessible, it can’t be judged on those merits.  As it is, the visuals were solid, and the transitions occasionally flirted with impressive, but they fail to act as a redeeming factor to a poorly written and acted piece of male machismo.

Movie Review: Arrival

Arrival (Denis Villeneuve, 2016)


“Arrival” follows in the footsteps of last year’s “The Martian” and 2013’s “Gravity” of a genre film that is also a serious awards contender, and Denis Villeneuve hopes to capitalize on that trend.  “Arrival” comes off the heels of his well received, but relatively unsuccessful at grabbing any awards 2015 film “Sicario”.   Moving to a more awards friendly November release date and recruiting perennial Oscar contender Amy Adams may have been the extra bump that he needed to push his chances over the top.

“Arrival” focuses on just that, the arrival to Earth of alien life in the form of giant pod-shaped vessels.  Amy Adams plays Dr. Louise Banks, one of the foremost linguists in the United States who is enrolled by the government to help interpret the language of the aliens.  She’s joined by physicist Ian Donnelly, Jeremy Renner, in her attempt to communicate and learn from seven legged aliens dubbed heptapods.  They spend weeks working under Colonel Weber, Forest Whitaker, while other countries do so in parallel with their respective invasions.

Like most successful science fiction, “Arrival” allows its focus to wander beyond just the plot proper.  The film also dives into the pollical chaos caused by the arrival as different countries attempt to communicate with their respective pods.  Each balances the rulers’ unique temperament eventually leading into the inevitable brink of war as communications between nations break down.  Juxtaposed between both the face to face dealings with the heptapods and the political upheaval are Louise’s own demons.  She’s haunted by tragedy involving her daughter, and the stress of her mission greatly exasperates these feelings.  When she can manage to sleep, she dreams in a mix of those memories and the heptapods showing how deeply the job has permeated her psyche.

As always, Adams delivers a stunning performance.  She asserts herself as both a strong dedicated expert in her field while still maintaining a level of humanity as she wears down from over work and struggles with her own personal problems.  The film is clearly her meant to be her vehicle as Jeremy Renner and Forest Whitaker’s characters serve very little purpose outside that of catalyst for Adams.  This fact does highlight a weakness of the film; in the second half of the film, Ian’s character changes significantly.  He becomes more socially aware and develops a strong connection to Banks, without any insight into how it happened.  It just seems like the writers decided and Dr. Banks needed someone to lean on to continue her arc so they decided it was time for Ian to suddenly be able to provide that.

And this leads to my one real gripe with the film.  Despite Adams being a brilliant mind and effective savior of humanity, I have significant reservations towards the film from a feminist standpoint.  Dr. Louise Banks is a brilliant mind with a rewarding career and significant accolades, and yet she’s portrayed as incomplete until her maternal needs can be fulfilled.  I understand that the maternal instinct is a valid motivation for many people, but portraying one of the few women in the operation as having this apparent weakness feels reductive.  Even more egregious than the overwhelming maternal motivation, is the completely out of nowhere romantic attraction between Louise and Ian.  These two urges combine to dampen the powerful impact Louise Banks could have as a strong woman as she reverts to traditional female rolls.

“Arrival” boasts a strong cinematic foundation with beautiful CG and cinematography creating an immersive world.  An innovative story and impressive lead performance by Amy Adams bolster the film to one of the best of the year.  A weak feminist story is disappointing, but does not detract much from the overall enjoyment of the mil.


Movie Review: La La Land

La La Land (Damien Chazelle, 2016)


“La La Land” is one of those rare films that succeeds in almost everything that it sets out to do.  Damien Chazelle has thrown himself into contention for one of the best young filmmakers today between 2014’s critical darling “Whiplash” and this year’s “La La Land”.   While “Whiplash” was merely a very good directed film elevated by a career performance by J.K. Simmons, “La La Land” is a directorial masterpiece.  Chazelle’s every decision enhances the world he has created while still managing to perfectly walk the nostalgia tightrope never once falling into tripeness.

The majority of the film is set over the course of one year in modern day, yet somehow timeless, Los Angeles.  Emma Stone plays Mia an aspiring actress/ current barista at a coffee shop on a film lot.   Her first, meaningful, meeting with Ryan Gosling’s Sebastian is at a restaurant immediately after Sebastian is fired, by a fun J.K. Simmons cameo, for performing the Jazz that he is passionate for instead of the prescribed Christmas tunes.  The year progresses as Mia and Sebastian interact, fall in love, pursue their dreams, and inevitably compromise on them.

Opening on a sweep through a traffic jam giving the viewer a glimpse into the musical worlds of others before focusing in on a woman singing to herself and then breaking into an opening number song sequence shot in a single take with seemingly hundreds of extras, “La La Land” asserts itself as a throwback to the musical heyday from minute one.  While it includes many direct homages to “Singin’ in the Rain”, “Umbrellas of Cherbourg” or other Demy 1960s musicals are the closest tonal and style match.  Not content to merely pay respects to the greatest cinematic musicals, “La La Land” is filled to the brim with references and homages to much of the golden age of Hollywood.  Most notably are multiple allusions towards “Casablanca” some obvious, the stage balcony form Boggart and Bergman’s infamous scene is across the street from Mia’s work, some slightly subtler, Mia and Sebastian have a love song that is played prominently in Paris.  The entire love letter to great cinema is punctuated by an epilogue that will leave even the most stone-faced grinning.

The nostalgia and homage are balanced with just the perfect amount of meta humor to prevent the experience from feeling saccharine.  The boldest moment, pushing the envelope of being a little too on the nose, involves Mia worrying that the one women show she’s working on is too nostalgic.  Other subtler hints include Sebastian’s laughable obsession with all things from a classic jazz era, including fedoras and an obnoxious classic car, and the subtle jab at how artistically devoid cover bands are.

While the presence of cell phones, expensive coffee drinks, and Priuses may ground the era squarely in the present day, “La La Land” exists outside of time.  The costuming skews older in keeping with the homage to previous big Hollywood musicals, yet they wouldn’t especially stand out of place in today’s world.  Unless fashion takes some drastic turns in the next few decades, they won’t feel date for any re-watch, no matter how many years down the road.  Emma Stone and Ryan Gosling both embody this timelessness.  They bring the audience in with their passion and prowess and spin the world around them.

If anything is keeping “La La Land” from complete greatness, it would have to be music.  The music was stellar though lacked the memorability.  Very few of the numbers possessed the earworm quality that many possess.  That issue is only compounded by Stone and Gosling’s status as actors, not singers.  While neither are in any way bad, Gosling’s voice especially lacks the power that one would expect from a musical lead.  There is little doubt that the soundtrack will sell and be a car staple for years to come, full disclosure I plan on running out to buy the soundtrack on vinyl the moment it is for sale, but without the show stopping sing along number, it may struggle to permeate the public psyche to the extent that it deserves.

The greater your love for cinema, and especially classic Hollywood, the greater your appreciation for “La La Land” will be.  It succeeds at both aiming high and executing on those lofty goals.  I found it to be the most enjoyable time I’ve had in the theater in recent memory, and look forward to repeat viewings and annoying my roommates with the umpteenth consecutive play through of the soundtrack.

Heaven Will Wait

Heaven Will Wait (Marie-Castille Mention-Schaar, 2016)


Heaven Will Wait is a terribly uneven and messy film.  Intertwining three to four storylines, Heaven Will Wait attempts to fully depict the environment in France which creates youth terrorists.  Unfortunately, it attempted far more than it could succeed at and what’s left are a handful of disjoint stories of wildly varied quality dependent solely on the actresses’ ability to salvage each respective piece.

The primary focus of the film was on two juxtaposed teen girls. Sonia, Noémie Merlant, attempted to fly to Syria to be a martyr for Islam, but was stopped.  After that, she’s arrested for conspiring with terrorists and is placed under house arrest.  Her story in the film picks up here as she and her parents struggle with her as she attempts to deprogram the terrorist doctrine that had been ingrained in her.  Mélanie, Naomi Amarger, on the other hand is a traditional student, who seemingly gets good grades and is an accomplished cellist.  After her Grandmother dies though, she searching for meaning is coerced into the world of a violent sect of Islam.  The additional storylines receive significantly less development and screen time and include an older woman, Sylvie, who seems to be struggling with her past associations with ISIS (though to be honest, the development of her story was so poor that I couldn’t say I really know what was going on).  Finally, the film frequently checked in with a support group for parents of children who became involved in terrorism.  It’s unclear whether this final section constitutes its own storyline or not as this was where the additional plots feigned some sort of connectivity.

Due to this lack of real connectivity, Heaven Will Wait seems more like a handful of vignettes thrown in a blender than a cohesive whole.  At very minimum throwing out the Sylvie plot line would have allowed us to focus solely on the recruitment practices and aftermath on young women.  Instead it became very clear that director Marie-Castille Mention-Schaar bit off far more than she could chew, and the film suffers for it.  When examining Mélanie’s plot line in particular, she was given so little development as a character that the entire story came off as forced and fabricated.  ACTRESS is not truly to blame for this dissonance, though I have to assume a stronger performance couldn’t have hurt, but she was given very little to work with.  She goes from happy and content to sad and mournful to suddenly a devote Muslim who is ready to travel to Syria with a complete lack of development in between.  There may be a story worth telling here, but this film has no interest in actually telling it.

Noémie Merlant, on the other hand, puts in such a strong performance as Sonia, that even the lack of time and under writing leaves her story believable and engaging.  I sympathize over the struggles that she’s dealing with as she detoxes from her experiences.  Her father’s demonization of all of Islam instead of the sect that lead her to her beliefs seems instinctual, and her response to not being even allowed the religion that brought her initial comfort is heartbreaking.  It’s this performance and story that leaves me unable to issue a blanket dissuasion of the entire film.  Instead I can only long for the film that would have been if Noémie Merlant was given the full time to explore Sonia.