I have to admit I was impressed with Josh Trank's revisionist superhero tale Chronicle, in which two bookish cousins (Dane DeHaan, Alex Russell) and their token black friend (Michael B. Jordan) happen upon a crystalline energy force in the forest that gives them incredible powers, like strength, telekinesis, and levitation. Now don't get your hopes up. This isn't exactly naturalistic reimagining of the classic superhero tale, but it does ground the unbelievable in a more relatable world than the typical Marvel comic book adaptations. And it's entertaining—which I suppose is the most critical factor in a superhero movie, right? There are even a few exhilarating moments in the film—like when the airborne boys are suddenly grazed by a commercial airplane and during the apocalyptic finale, where there is a sense of real peril. This isn't Zod tossing city busses across the street; even if the psychologies here are a tad simplistic, they're at least convincing in on an immediate level.
I have to admit that Quentin Tarantino's Django Unchained qualifies as a disappointment—but that's only because I know that it's a Tarantino film. You can't help feeling that only half of his pistons were firing for this slavery blaxploitation mish-mash. Firstly, the plot is much too slack—especially for a two hour and forty-five minute movie. At the outset, the real plot of the film is deferred until later so that we can watch Django and a German dentist named Schultz (Jamie Foxx, Christoph Waltz) do a little bounty hunting. This is an uncomfortably pointless stretch of the film—but fortunately it's not all that long before we get to the meat of the adventure, in which Django and Schultz try to get back Django's wife (Kerry Washington) from a grinning, sadistic plantation owner (Leonardo DiCaprio). It's unfortunate that this part of the film doesn't make much sense. Did they really need to dream up this elaborate and ridiculous charade to buy back an ordinary plantation slave? I tend to doubt it, and the rationale that Schultz offers isn't very persuasive. It's essentially a clumsy MacGuffin that didn't even bother to disguise itself.
And yet... a subpar Tarantino film is generally better than a top effort by a lesser director. For the most part, Django Unchained is entertaining—if not terribly thought-provoking—and is peppered throughout with some great scenes that make you forget (for a little while at least) the bloated running time.
A much more successful exploitation film was William Friedkin's adaptation of Tracy Letts' play Killer Joe, which makes Django look a little timid by comparison. I think the film should be included in an evolving genre that we might aptly call white trash gothic. Matthew McConaughey stars as the title character, a corrupt Southern cop-slash-hired hit man who is employed by a young man with gambling debts (Emile Hirsch) to kill his mother for a life insurance payoff. His trailer-trash family members—seemingly escaped from the green room at The Jerry Springer Show—serve as his accomplices and adversaries in this brutal exploration of the deformity of morals in contemporary America. McConaughey and Gina Gershon enact a particular grotesque ceremonial with a 'K Fried C' drumstick near the film's conclusion that delivers us, it would seem, to a hell defined by depraved ingenuity. Whether this adds up to very much for you probably depends on how cynical you are. If you're a glass-half-full type, you'll probably see it as little more than a circus side show.
A more serene brutality informs David Cronenberg's adaptation of Don DeLillo's novel Cosmopolis. The greater part of the film takes place in a limousine crawling through Manhattan (actually, a very poorly disguised Toronto) so that a powerful and indolent businessman (Robert Pattinson) can get a haircut. Here and there along the way, his limo is invaded by colleagues, acquaintances, and paramours who engage in alternately Mamet-like, didactic, and inscrutable dialogues on the bankruptcy (in more ways than one) of contemporary American life. Obviously this isn't a film that I would recommend to everyone, but its provocative, Socratic chill kind of hit my sweet spot. I can understand completely why people would or might hate this film with a violent passion, but its flaws—which are not slight, by any means—are overlookable for the pleasure of a front row seat watching society symbolically going down the shitter. (Because it's 'merely' symbolic, the film offers more food for thought than despair.)
But enough is enough. It's time to unveil my Top 5 film list of 2012—but again I'd ask that you remember that I still haven't seen a few major contenders like Michael Haneke's Amour and Leos Carax's Holy Motors. I haven't discussed all of these films, but the blog needs to move on to other topics. I'm getting restless.
1. Beyond the Black Rainbow (Panos Cosmatos)
2. Cosmopolis (David Cronenberg)
3. Alps (Giorgios Lanthimos)
4. Killer Joe (William Friedkin)
5. Killing Them Softly (Andrew Dominik)
Totally enjoyable blog!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Monsieur Berman!
Deletei changed my vote. from obscene to not obscene. sometimes i get confused as to how to apply them to the blog.
ReplyDeleteEverything David writes is obscene to me.
DeleteI don't know what the obscene/not-obscene status actually mean, but I kind of assume (from looking at past 'votes') that obscene means 'like' and not-obscene means 'dislike.' There always seem to be more 'not-obscenes' for blog entries that contain controversial opinions, political or otherwise.
DeleteAhhh I am not entirely sure about that. To me, "not obscene" for a politically oriented post would mean "I agree with this." Whereas for a regular, fun post, "obscene" means cool. And that inconsistency is what I confusing, I think.
DeleteYeah, I really have no idea how people use those statuses. That's what makes them more interesting to me. I have to come up with theories about what people mean by them.
DeleteSo, tell me: was DiCaprio good in Django Unchained or was DiCaprio good in Django Unchained?
ReplyDeleteWell... actually... I thought he was more palatable than ever before—but I still don't think he's that good. He has a tendency to over-emote, I think. When he's supposed to be distraught or enraged in most films, he seems like he's acting. I don't believe him. It was the same in Django. But he was good in low-key moments.
DeleteI was more surprised by Jamie Foxx. I cant's stand him. (I hate him much more than DiCaprio.) But he didn't bug me in Django for whatever reason.
I like your Quentin Tarantino typo under 'file under': quentin tarantion. I'm going to start referring to him as such.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, I never thought a Quentin Tarantion film wouldn't be my number one for the year, but Killer Joe beat out Django for the top spot. Of course I still haven't seen Amour, which won't open here until Friday.
I'm glad you didn't loathe Leo as much as usual.
Who the heck reads the 'file under' keywords?
DeleteNo, I hated Leo less than normal. Maybe it was because he was playing a guy who's probably a lot like what he's like in real life.
i haven't seen cosmopolis yet, to my eternal shame. i am a cronenberg fan girl and they filmed parts of it around the corner from my apartment. i tried to go see cronenberg but because of that robert pattinson fellow they'd locked down the whole block. but it's playing at the local cinematheque, so i'll go see it there...
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