Showing posts with label film. Show all posts
Showing posts with label film. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Out With A Bang

This is my final review, the last hurrah.  This has been an interesting exercise in writing and ego but now I must go.  Let us come full circle and end The Pharonic Fantasy Theatre with a review of an anime, and not just any anime but an anime film I had been waiting to see for ten years before it was finally released on DVD in the US for the first time at the beginning of the month.  Will it live up to my expectations and hopes?  Let's find out as I review

1987
Directors: 
Katsuhiro Otomo 
Atsuko Fukushima
Koji Morimoto
Hidetoshi Omori
Yasuomi Umetsu
Hiroyuki Kitazume
Mao Lamdo
Hiroyuki Kitakubo
Takashi Nakamura


Yup, as you can see from the list of directors above, this is another anthology film involving Akira director Katsuhiro Otomo.  You know the drill; time to go short by short.

Opening:  This is a clever little bit to introduce the main title, seen above.  I'm not going to give away what happens, you'll have to see it to believe it.  It is cute, hilarious and deadly frightening all at the same time.  Kudos!

Franken's Gears: A mad scientist tries to create life Franken-style, only with a ROBOT.  Goes as well as you'd expect.  This is one with no dialogue (the opening technically had dialogue but it was all in gibberish) which works fine (quite a few of the short films in Robot Carnival have little or no dialogue actually, which I can see made it ideal for importation to the West and explains its subsequent popularity on TV over here in the early 90s).  This short is merely OK, nothing special but nothing putrid either.



Deprive: This is standard 80s anime fare, which is not standard for this movie.  It involves a loyal robot rescuing a girl from alien invaders but the plot is meaningless as you are supposed to marvel at the action on display.  I have seen enough of  this type of stuff that all this short provoked from me was a ho-hum reaction.  Easily the weakest segment of the film.





Presence: An inventor creates a robot girl but destroys her when she actually starts to think for herself.  Years later his guilt catches up with him.  Everyone else seems to love this one (it's also the longest part of the movie).  I don't.  The story itself is merely okay but the character designs are creepy, the animation is fluid but unnatural (something I forgot to mention by the way: most of the animation in Robot Carnival is done at a full 24 fps, which is very rare in anime) and the protagonist is not sympathetic at all.  Oh well.

Star Light Angel: A girl goes to an amusement park, gets her heart broken then has an encounter with a romantic robot.  This one is the opposite, people seem to hate this one the most but I actually kinda like it.  It looks like an anime music video; all it needs to complete it is a J-Pop song.





Cloud: The *artsiest* short here.  It's a robot boy walking in front of changing cloud formations.  That's it.  And yet, it becomes more than that.  Subtle, meditative and beautiful, this is what anime should aspire to be every once in a while.








A Tale Of Two Robots: This is my personal favorite.  Two robots, one Japanese and one European duke it out in Tokyo.  Because it is the 19th Century however the results are hilarious.  This one comes off as both a parody of WWII Japanese propaganda and of giant robot battles in general.  It also has (in the Japanese version) the European antagonist speaking his lines in English and it alone is worth the price of admission.


Nightmare:  Imagine Fantasia's "Night On Bald Mountain", only in Tokyo and with robots.  It's okay but the influence is obvious.  Come on, guys.

Closing:  Like the beginning also cute, funny and frightening.  A perfect way to end this movie.






In the end as with all anthology movies Robot Carnival is a mixed bag.  Overall I would say that it is an above average effort, thanks to a few really good shorts and a consistently great level of animation.  I'm glad I got it even though it wasn't the revelatory experience I was hoping for (it's not as good as Labrynth Tales or Memories).  It was a fun watch.  And even the failures are interesting failures (most of the time anyway).  This movie represents a time back in the eighties when Japanese animators would actually experiment with stuff like this.  Those days are mostly gone, although Otomo did release his newest anthology movie Short Peace only a couple of years ago and it is pretty good so there is still hope.

Well, I must now sign off and say adieu (or is it sayonara?).  It has been an interesting six years, and I hope in another six I will be doing something more productive than writing movie reviews on the internet.  But who knows?  The future is always fluid but for now, for right now for The Pharonic Fantasy Theatre this is the



Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Merry Straussmas!

Everyone has a Christmas tradition. Even Jews and Atheists – I smell cheap Chinese food and a bad holiday horror movie! If you’re me you sit on the couch and watch Richard Strauss operas all day. This is a personal holiday tradition that goes back a long way, all the way to today, because that’s when I made it up. Anyways, to compensate for a total lack of posts in November (still recovering from the election, actually) let’s get a double dose of great music and warm and fuzzy feelings from the composer of Also Sprach Zarathustra. So sit back, get yourself a nice mug of hot chocolate and cookies and enjoy this Super Review of



-and-


Films, 1974 & 1981
Director: Götz Freidrich


You know, it’s too bad that more operas aren’t made into movies. Sure, there are plenty of tapings of live performances (and some damn good ones, I might add) but for me complete immersion in the drama only comes when I can’t see any curtains or orchestra or hear the really annoying COUGHING in the audience. These two films, both from German director Götz Freidrich are a revelation: both visually and dramatically engaging. The direction by Freidrich is very good – you feel like you are watching a film instead of just a performance. Sure, sometimes the dude rips from Sergio Leone and gives us some unnecessary extreme close-ups


Cue Ennio Morricone.

but most of the time it works and really sucks the audience into the drama, which is the whole point.

All of the parts in these two movies are acted by the people singing them (which is not always done with movies like these), and they do a really good job at both.  I especially want to give props to Leonie Rysanek in Elektra, who nails the title character and gives the most intense operatic performance that I have ever seen.


With special mention to Catarina Ligendza as Elektra's sister,
who really sells us on her gas pain.

And there are even good musical performances to boot! There is always a danger in any musical film that the director will be so caught up in how it looks that the music (you, know the important part) will suffer. Well, the music in these movies is superb which is a given considering that a) the orchestra for both is the Vienna Philharmonic and b) the conductor leading them in both is Karl Böhm, who was the student of the composer himself. All of the singers are first rate with not one dud in the casts.


Coming to CBS this fall: Hans Beirer and Astrid Varnay in
everyone's favorite new sitcom, Everybody Hates Herod!

I’m not going to go into the stories of these too much since they have been around for quite a long time (before being made into operas the stories of Salome and Elektra came from the Christian and Ancient Greek mythologies, respectively). Needless to say that if you want a story about a cute but disturbing spoiled teenage girl who decides that she’s not going to let anything get in her way of, like, totally making out with that *hot* wild religious guy and gets her way with bloody but like-the-dude-totally-had-it-coming-to-him results than Salome is the opera for you.

"*yawn* Being slutty and evil is such hard work."
But if you thought Salome was cute, wait ‘til you check out this little hottie


and her equally hot MILF of a mom

Who looks like something right out of Star Trek: The Next Generation.

who have a minor tiff because, well, Mom sort of murdered Dad a while ago and took a new lover to rule the kingdom and that makes her daughter *sad* and now she sort wants to, well you know, use her little brother to murder their mom in a plot that would make Freud deplete a box of Kleenex more rapidly than a kindergarten class in the middle of cold season. Did I mention that Elektra is a warm and fuzzy story? 

Whoa, whoa!  There was enough of that in the last opera, babe!

Watching these both back to back I have to say that Elektra is the better of the two, both musically and as a film – Salome actually almost seems like a warm-up. Everything in Elektra is expressionistic and done bigger and better. It has larger sets (it seems more spacious and real) that expand the drama, being less "stagy" than its predecessor.


Compare: above, Salome.  Below, Elektra.


It has better camera work and better dramatic unity.  That’s not to knock Salome; it is still one of the better opera films out there, it’s just it is merely very good whereas Elektra manages to impress me to the level where it has become for me not only a great opera film but a great film, period. Even if you don’t like opera (and why not? What’s wrong with hearing people sing their lines rather than speak them?) you should still see Elektra. Don’t be put off by people telling you that it’s some weird, dissonant opera. Yes, the music is revolutionary and does not really follow traditional operatic tonalities that much – this ain’t no Marriage of Figaro – but it is supremely dramatic and in some spots even beautiful.


Kinda like this blood orgy.

So take some time off this holiday season and do what I do to celebrate this joyous season: watch a demented princess strip for her perverted step-dad before making out with a severed head then watch a demented, vengeance driven princess obsess a little unhealthily about her dad for an hour or two. Come to think of it, both of these main characters are princesses… hey, why doesn’t Disney make some movies out of these two than add them to their Princess line of merchandise? Little girls would *so* love to have an Elektra doll, am I right?

Anyways, I leave you with the most Christmassy picture of all, and to all a good night.



Merry X-Mas!

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Wow, I Spent Way Too Much Time Writing About This Movie

I know that I said last time that I would be doing some high adventure in the desert next, but I’m taking a quick detour this week for two reasons: a) I’m actually expanding my intended desert adventure post into something beyond a simple review and that’s going to take time and b) Ken Russell died at the beginning of this week and I thought I’d review one of his movies. Now you might think that I’m doing this as a special tribute; that I revere Russell and want to exalt his praises now that he’s dead. Actually, that thought couldn’t be further from the truth: I think that Ken Russell was a talentless hack and loathe and despise his movies. Okay, I take that back: I should not and will not just use this post to slag on the dead.  Besides I was being rather unreasonable with that last statement because prior to today I had only seen one of his films: the execrable Tommy (although to be fair to him all of that blame for that cinematic abortion cannot be assigned to Russell seeing as The Who themselves participated in its creation and could have stopped the project at any time). Tommy is one of my most hated movies of all time, ranking up (down?) there with Armageddon and Die Another Day – it is one of the few films that inspires actual rage and revulsion in me. Anywho, I thought on the occasion of Ken Russell’s death that I would be fair to the dude and watch another one of his films and see if Tommy was just an aberration in his film catalogue, to see if I can actually enjoy a Ken Russell movie. So I looked around for one of his movies that might be interesting to me and finally settled on

Film, 1980
Director: Ken Russell

Story

Psychologist, professor and all-around nutcase Doctor Edward Jessup is experimenting with different states of consciousness and their effect on the physical self. After a trip to Mexico where he picks up some potent Native Ritual Drugs he starts ingesting the strange substance and spending time in a sensory deprivation tank where he starts to exhibit startling signs of physical transformation….



Review

Altered States is better than Tommy but that’s kind of like saying that being punched in the gut is better than being kicked in the nuts. Alright, that’s not true, I’m being unnecessarily nasty. This isn’t a bad movie but it’s not good, either. Altered States is…

…watchable?

Yeah, that’s it. It’s an interesting enough experience and not a *hideous* way to spend an hour and forty minutes but it is by no means a classic film or even a good one. It’s not a spectacular shit storm like Tommy was though so it’s not a total loss. I actually enjoyed parts of it and saw some potential in it, potential that could have been drawn out by another, more talented director – someone like John Boorman or David Cronenberg. The good points here are the intriguing (if flawed and completely non-believable) premise of mind over matter and the character study of the main character, played here by William Hurt (even though the acting by Hurt himself is not quite up to the task – more on that below). The main character arc of Jessup finding out what’s really important to him and why is probably the best part of the movie (well, besides seeing Blair Brown naked at a few points).


Or William Hurt, for those of you so inclined.

The special effects are pretty good and compared to Tommy (again, the only other Russell movie I have seen although I am informed that other Russell movies suffer from the very problem I am about to mention) Altered States is positively subdued in its gratuitous over-the-top “shocking” imagery.




What this means though (and where the negatives begin) is that the aforementioned gratuitous imagery of Altered States is here in large abundance compared to just about every other movie on the planet. Also in abundance is the usual Ken Russell overly pretentious bullshit. I actually had some hopes for the movie after a rather subdued opening sequence and few quiet scenes but my optimism was quickly dashed and splattered to the ground after the scene where Jessup and his newly acquainted (no, really, it only takes about two minutes of screen time) paramour Emily have sex and afterwards he says that during it he was thinking about Jesus and the Crucifixion the whole time. At that point I laughed involuntarily; I think my brains came out my nose. Then a few minutes later this came on the screen


and I stated to suspect that Blair Brown was going to start rolling around in baked beans at some point. And this brings me to my biggest beef with Ken Russell making movies, and that is that he was not any good at it. Just throwing bizarre imagery up on the screen (even in a movie about psychedelic drugs) is not good filmmaking. Doing things just to be “shocking” is not good filmmaking. Ken Russell had all of the visual subtlety of a sledgehammer, and he didn’t even know how to wield that hammer. Later on in the film (SPOILER ALERT) Jessup partially regresses into a subhuman ape-creature and I found myself watching a completely different movie. I mean, a wild primitive ape-man escaping a lab and running around a modern city would make for an entertaining movie but here the sequence is silly and just plain unnecessary.
(END SPOILER)


Cue Toots and the Maytals.

That’s why I said before that Cronenberg or Boorman would have made a better director for this project: both have portrayed disturbing, outlandish stuff on screen but in a more understated and intelligent way. Videodrome, like Altered States deals with differing perceptions of reality brought on by external stimuli but Cronenberg is much more subtle with it.

Pictured: subtlety.

He also makes us question throughout the movie just how much of what we’re seeing is real and how much is in the main character’s head. And there is a sense of growing dread and horror that Russell’s movie doesn’t have at all. John Boorman would have also been a good choice to direct this: he comes from the same cinematic tradition as Ken Russell but has much more talent than Russell ever had. Yes, he has made some bad movies, but at least Zardoz was so supremely bad that it was entertaining. Russell’s bad movies are just painful.

Instead of something painful I thought I'd insert a picture of this. 
Much nicer, no?

Painful is also a word I can use to describe some of the acting here. Too much of the dialogue is screamed by the actors, in particular the actor playing the medical doctor opposed to Jessup’s self-experiments. This role could have been a good, intelligent foil to the protagonist and raised legitimate questions about his intentions and whether what he was doing was right. Instead the character just comes off as shrill and unlikable, and the audience is crudely manipulated into disliking him and rooting unconditionally for the hero. See what I said earlier about Russell’s lack of subtlety? Also, the acting by William Hurt (told you I’d get to it) is… not that great. And it’s weird because it could have been. When I was watching this with the sound turned off to capture screenshots, I noticed how animated and excited Hurt’s face was in certain scenes, but with the sound turned on his delivery seemed dull and wooden. This is because Hurt constantly speaks with the same level monotone, even when raising his voice (strangely enough). He’s done this in other roles too – I remember him being this dull and monotonous in the TV miniseries version of Dune. All of this just goes to show how important voice and inflection is in acting – I think William Hurt could do with some acting lessons from William Shatner.


Now, you stay in there and recite the "Risk is our business" speech 
a hundred times, young man, and maybe we'll let you out. 

Well, that’s Altered States. Does it change my opinion of (the now deceased) Ken Russell? Not really, but at least it wasn’t a complete waste of my time and a piece of putrid, pestilent pus like Tommy was. It is actually worth checking out if you like old and/or esoteric science fiction movies even if it’s not in the same league as 2001 (or even Logan’s Run). So, um… good job, Mr. Russell?  Rest in peace.

Hopefully there's a big party waiting for you on the other side.


Saturday, April 30, 2011

Airing Out More Dirty Laundry

That's right, I'm publishing more of my shitty college history class essays from the deep dark times of... eight years ago?  Anyways, today's my birthday and I'm too lazy to do a real article (too much cake to eat - mmmmm, cake), so enjoy these two craptacular essays from History 393.  Both were supposed to address how successful two movies that we picked were at depicting American foreign relations.  I picked Patton and M*A*S*H because, hey, both were from 1970, made by the same studio (20th Century Fox) and dealt with the same subject (war).  Why not?


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An Analysis of the Failure of M*A*S*H as a Foreign Relations Film


Robert Altman’s comedy film M*A*S*H (based on the novel by Richard Hooker) portrays three Army surgeons defying authority and goofing off in a Korean War army field hospital. The film received mostly positive reviews when it was released in early 1970. The movie was intended as a criticism of the then-current Vietnam War, however it has little to no value to students of American foreign relations.

Initial reviews for M*A*S*H were generally good and enthusiastic. One exception though was Roger Greenspun’s New York Times review which accused the film as “the first major American movie openly to ridicule belief in God—not phony belief; real belief.” However the reviewer does credit the movie with being humorous. The International Film Guide praises M*A*S*H for the performance of its actors but states that the movie portrays war as a “boy’s night out” and criticizes the shenanigans of the main characters. In great contrast Newsweek reviewer Joseph Morgenstern applauds, “As you sit watching M*A*S*H you can only be swept along and occasionally under by its glorious madness.” He praises M*A*S*H in almost every way, remarking on the acting, direction, realism of subject matter and more importantly the main message of the movie: the “lunacy of war.”

M*A*S*H was released at the same time that the United States was fighting its protracted and ravaging war in Vietnam. One of things that made M*A*S*H popular was that besides being a funny comedy, it also reflected popular opinion about the war in Vietnam at the time, and that most Americans were tired of war in general. The same issue of the New York Times that carries the movie review of M*A*S*H also has a story about the question of the use of biological and chemical “toxins” in warfare, the question being whether America should use these weapons before or after it is directly attacked (presumably by the Soviet Union). Interestingly enough, the other big topic besides Vietnam in the copy of Newsweek that reviews M*A*S*H is pollution, with the front cover devoted to it. By the early 1970s Americans were becoming aware of the damage that heavy industry and automobiles were doing to the environment. One advertisement in that same Newsweek is for a car with better gas mileage!

Later film historians have not dwelt on M*A*S*H. It is mentioned only in passing in texts dealing with history in film. Therefore an analysis of M*A*S*H reveals that it is not very important to the study of American foreign relations for the simple reason that it does not deal much with American foreign relations. The movie does not study the reasons for the Korean War or American diplomacy with the Koreans and/or Chinese. The only aspect of foreign relations the film does study is the effect war (foreign relations taken to one extreme) has on the men who serve in it. That effect, according to the movie is to cope in any way possible. For the surgeons at the 4077th MASH that means playing practical jokes, indulging in numerous acts of extramarital sex and getting into trouble with the Army establishment at every turn. Doctors “Hawkeye” Pierce, “Duke” Forrest and “Trapper” John McIntyre have no respect for the Army; they just want to get their jobs done and go home.

M*A*S*H takes place during the Korean War but more resembles Vietnam War era America. One noticeable clue that this is so is that the main characters’ hair is cut in early seventies style. The main point film is to be to be a denouncement of the Vietnam War, so the only time the film draws attention to the fact that it takes place in Korea is in the very beginning with a scroller caption. Otherwise the movie could be set in Vietnam, the focus of its anti-war message. That message is blatantly displayed without any subtle hinting in its gruesome operating room scenes. These scenes convey the results of war in all detail, with blood spurting from the wounds of dying people.

Another main point of M*A*S*H is to ridicule of the military, especially those in that establishment who take themselves and it too seriously. Chief Nurse Major “Hot-Lips” Houlihan annoys them with her stuffy adherence to army protocol and inability to understand their “strange” behavior, so they set out to humiliate and punish her. Those who take religion too seriously are criticized also. Major Frank Burns is pictured as a religious nut, praying in his bunk and trying to teach the local Korean houseboy to read the Bible. Hawkeye and the Duke poke fun at him and effectively call him a child. This scene may be the basis for the New York Times review of the film to call it “atheist.” However, the point being made is not that Hawkeye and Duke are atheist, it is just that they are not religious. Religious fanaticism is seen in M*A*S*H as being for the simple minded (even the Catholic chaplain at the 4077th is not as religiously fervent as Frank Burns).

The interaction between the main characters and native Koreans is kept to a minimum. Most of the action takes place inside the hospital. Only on rare occasions does the director take the audience to another location. Near the end of the movie Trapper John and Hawkeye travel to Tokyo to work on a congressman’s son. While there they spot a group of Japanese and maliciously mimic their way of speaking. This shows not only a bit of bigotry on their part but the attitudes of Americans in Asian countries (that they can make fun of the natives as they wish).

Ultimately M*A*S*H fails to be a valuable resource for those studying American foreign relations. Its main focus is denouncing warfare and ridiculing the military establishment. This makes it a good anti-Vietnam movie (or anti-war in general). However, M*A*S*H is best viewed in the end as a comedy film.



An Analysis of the Success of Patton as a Foreign Relations Film


General George S. Patton was one of the more colorful (and controversial) Generals of World War II. In his 1970 film Patton (subtitled “A Salute to a Rebel”) director Franklin J. Schaffner attempts to portray Patton and his complex personality. The film was a success for 20th Century Fox when it was released, in part because of the ambiguous nature of the message of the film. In addition to being a good biographical picture, Patton is also a good resource for students of American foreign relations.

Patton is a very confusing picture. It can either be viewed as an antiwar film (showing upper-level military officers as brutal and psychotic) or as a pro-war film (showing Patton’s successes in North Africa and France). Many reviewers of the time were of the opinion that the movie was of the latter type. Even while praising the performance of George C. Scott in the title role and the cinematography, New York Times critic Vincent Canby maintains that the makers of Patton are sympathetic to the main character. Similarly, Newsweek reviewer Joseph Morgenstern proclaims Patton as “the muddled glorification of a madman.” Many moviegoers and film analysts did not understand the films subtitle and asked what Patton was a rebel against. This is a valid question, as General Patton, being in command of many Army Divisions was a symbol of authority and the establishment itself.

Later film historians have treated Patton for the most part as the initial reviewers did in 1970. In his book Guts & Glory : the Making of the American Military Image in Film Lawrence H. Suid illustrates how the making of the film itself is instrumental to the view that it could be pro-war. He points out that the battle scenes are filmed on very wide and far shots of beautiful landscapes, thus failing to show combat on a more personal level. However, Suid also states that a movie viewer could possibly see this as an antiwar film. It’s all about the preconceptions they hold when they enter the theater: “Some went to see a major antiwar film, others to learn how war should really be fought.”

When Patton was released in early 1970 (surprisingly enough at the same time as the comedy film M*A*S*H, and by the same film studio) the United States was still involved in the war in Vietnam (the invasion of Cambodia was only months away). President Richard Nixon, who had been elected in 1968 on a platform of promising to end the war was trying to implement his policy of “Vietnamization.” This policy called for the lessening of US military activity in Vietnam and for the South Vietnamese forces to take greater and greater responsibility for the defense of their country. This would mean gradual US troop withdraws while Americans instructed tactics and gave supplies to ARVN units. The February 5th issue of the New York Times (the same issue containing the Patton movie review) has amongst its articles one which deals with the support (or lack thereof) of members of Congress for Nixon’s plan of Vietnamization. Other problems facing the nation at this time were pollution and America’s Youth. The front page of the Newsweek reviewing Patton poses the question of what should be done about the young people in the country’s High Schools. The front page article contained therein details the rising drug problem and juvenile delinquency associated with it. This problem faces America even today; it is interesting to note how little has changed since 1970.

Patton is not only a valuable insight into the workings of a (possibly insane) military mind and the military culture surrounding it but of foreign relations as well. The obvious subject of foreign relations in Patton is war itself, which is a very negative aspect of foreign relations that arises when all other more peaceful options have been exhausted. But the less obvious subject is the war Generals themselves. When one advances far enough in rank in the Army Officer Corps, their job becomes one not only of strategy and combat but of politics and (surprisingly enough) diplomacy. The Generals in this film are depicted true to life as bickering and self-centered; British Field Marshal Sir Bernard Montgomery and General Patton are shown to argue all the time about how certain operations are to be conducted and so on. Only the diplomatic skill of Allied Commander Dwight Eisenhower is able to keep them all in line and productive to the war effort. Interestingly enough, Patton is shown in Schaffner’s film to have diplomatic skill himself: after the infamous “slapping incident” in which he slaps a shell-shocked soldier for “cowardice,” Patton is ordered to apologize to that soldier and his entire unit. He does so with dignity and grace. The General is also shown engaging in relations with foreign dignitaries and rulers. He is portrayed speaking excellent French in an address praising French allies, accepting honors from the ruler of Morocco while watching a parade of Royal Guards in his honor, and orating at a gathering of British ladies in the English town where he is staying. However, Patton’s diplomatic shortcomings are revealed as well: his stated eagerness to attack the Russians after the fall of Germany and his public views about the Nazi Party (he remarks that it is like any other party, including the Republicans and Democrats).

It is interesting to note that in 1970 the same year saw the release of two films by the same studio but with seemingly different views on war. M*A*S*H is a blatantly anti-war comedy while Patton is an ambiguously pro-war film (even the makers of the film professed confusion over the subject). Even with all of its ambiguities about its subject matter, Patton stands as a good resource for a student of foreign relations. One important message of Patton, as stated near the end of the move is that Generals cannot simply be soldiers; they must be peacekeepers and politicians as well.


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I love how in my essay on Patton I talk about the "still current" problem of America's Youth.  Panic!  Panic!  Okay, okay, it was about DRUGS IN SCHOOL but still.  Also, I forgot to say in my M*A*S*H paper how misogynistic that movie is.  You notice how in that movie all of the nurses exist for sexual conquest and the only way that Hotlips is redeemed from her stuffy ways by the end is through the power of Duke's penis?   I mean, it's still a funny movie, but damn.  Sign of the times, eh?

(As we all know, there is absolutely *no* misogyny in movies nowadays)


Well, there you go... more examples of my spectacular writing from my college days (ahh, college.  I miss college).  

At least I can take solace in the fact that my writing has improved since then, right?




...right?

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Late Work Can Be A Bitch

More catch-up, more mini-reviews, more anime.




Dreamy, but needs to learn to keep his hands to himself.
Vision of Escaflowne (TV Series, 1996) High School Student (it’s an occupation in Japan!) Hitomi is transported one day to the mystical land of Gaia, where she finds herself caught in a fight between Lord Van, the ruler of a small kingdom and the mighty Zaibach Empire, which is hunting her for her emerging psychic powers as well as planning to conquer the world and find the Secret of Atlantis.  Will Hitomi be able to elude the grasp of Zaibach?  Will she be able to help the inhabitants of Gaia find peace and prosperity?  Will she ever be able to go home again?  But most importantly, will she ever be able to choose between the cute but troubled Van and the dreamy (but also troubled) knight Allen Schezar?

Escaflowne is a very good fantasy show.  It moves quickly (no filler), has complex characters and it has good action and an intriguing story.  Watching this I was hooked, and watched multiple episodes in a row to see what happened next.  However, I can’t call it one of the absolute best anime shows ever, because there’s… something… missing.  I can’t quite put my finger on it.  Maybe for me it was missing the sense of life that the best of anime seems to have.  I don’t know.  I do know that it’s not that original.  “Japanese Schoolgirl Falls Into A Fantasy World Where She Is Special And Gets To Meet Cute Men” had been done before lots of times (it was a popular theme in the 90s); Escaflowne just merged that storyline with !GIANT ROBOTS!  And in fact, this show wasn’t even the first medieval-fantasy show with !GIANT ROBOTS!... that would be Aura Battler Dunbine, from 1983 – although admittedly Escaflowne is the superior show.

Sorry, Cham.




Escaflowne: The Movie (Film, 2000) A visually spectacular reimagining of the TV show; the story is completely different as are the characters (Princess Millerna is now a badass redhead, for example).  Only the basic setup remains the same.  And this is not a bad thing.  You could not tell the story of the original 26 episode TV show in one theatrical film.  Many fans do not like this movie.  I kind of liked it – it’s interesting to watch because it is so different from the original show.  Plus I liked the darker look and the different character designs (no pointy noses).  

If they start stripping I'm calling the Tank Police.
The only thing that keeps it from being a really good movie is that it’s too damn *short*.  This thing needed to be 2½ hours minimum to fit in all of the storyline and character development.  As it is it’s way too short and feels really rushed.  There’s some great art and animation though so I still recommend it to fans of the show or even anyone who is unfamiliar with the TV series – since the story is so different you don’t really need to know anything about Escaflowne going in.







Adolescence of Utena (Film, 1999) I’m not going to even try to describe the story of this one here, because I’m not sure that it’s even possible.  Suffice to say that it involves sword duels, weird architecture, odd imagery, strange private-school marriage rituals as well as more lesbianism and sexual symbolism than you can shake a stick at.

Or sword.

In fact the whole thing is basically a big metaphor for teen maturation as well as gay liberation.  And these are just two interpretations part of the fun of this movie is just trying to figure out what it's all about.  The other fun part about Utena is that it’s so creative and different from everything else.  And the artwork and animation for this movie are nothing short of *spectacular*.  Seriously, check it out:



And the weirdest part is that this artsy piece of shojo cinema is brought to you by Kunihiko Ikuhara, the same dude who directed the majority of Sailor Moon.  So the guy who gave you this


Also did this



Anyway, this movie is gorgeous, wildly creative and will actually make you think.  As in, “What the Hell did I just watch?!”  Highly recommended.




Steamboy (Film, 2004) Remember when I said in my New Dominion Tank Police review that if I ever saw another Evil-Murdering-Weapons-Manufacturing-Corporation-Who-Tests-Their-Weapons-By-Making-War-On-An-Industrialized-First-World-Nation in anime again I was going to scream?




AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Five Star Stories (Film, 1989) Again, I’m not going to describe the whole story to this one as it is based on a manga that is more than 10 volumes long (and still running!) and has over 5000 characters (and I just might not be exaggerating).  In a nutshell though it’s about Ladios Sopp, a !GIANT ROBOT! mechanic (or, as this anime calls him, a “Mortar Hedd Meister”) who lands on a planet in the Joker Galaxy to try to free a genetically-engineered-giant-robot-pilot-girl named Lachesis (or not – the whole movie seems to be him being indecisive on this point) from the foul clutches of a fat and greedy planetary governor.

Our hero, Ladios Sopp.  Yes, gentle reader, he is a man. 
I really liked this movie, even if it ran at an incredibly short run time of just over an hour.  I guess director Kazuo Yamazaki just wanted to conserve the budget though because the artwork in this thing is great – very stylish.  The animation is pretty good but nothing to write home about (it’s above average movie animation for the 1980s).  The main thing going for it though is that it has a unique mood.  This is one of the few sci-fi films that truly make you feel that you are in a strange, almost alien future culture (kind of like David Lynch’s adaptation of Dune, really, only not quite as disturbing and freakish).


I definitely recommend it for those that can look past its short running time (A LOT of story is compressed into this) and the fact that it’s from the Eighties.  For the love of God, though, if you get the DVD DON’T LOOK AT THE BOOKLET THAT COMES WITH IT BEFORE WATCHING THE MOVIE BECAUSE IT WILL SPOIL THE ENDING OF THE FILM FOR YOU.



Next Post: Something that is not anime, I promise



 
Um, Cham, what are you doing?  Okay, Cham, I know you're probably upset over what I said earlier but that's not the way to express your




Alright, Cham, I'm sorry about what I said earlier.  Let's just please talk about this like rational

Cham?  Cham?  No, Cham, don't



 

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Raiding The (Not So) Divine Archive


There has been a very long delay between the last post and this one, I know.  Long story short, I'm going through computer issues right now so I'm not able to upload screenshots.  I'm still able to watch movies on my PC, but I have to do it using Media Player Classic, which is unable to capture pics at the correct aspect ratio.  Seeing as how I don't want to put warped pictures of movies up here (wait a minute, maybe I do...  maybe I do....) I figured that I could put off doing a real review for a while and do something different.  I have some time to spare; I'm working my way through the TV show Planetes right now and should be finished by the end of next week.  

Anyways, I thought I would do something amusing until I get this issue resolved and post two of my (short) old college film class papers online.  Now you can marvel at some of my earliest attempts at film criticism.  SEE!  The feeble attempts at serious analysis and criticism!  READ!  The dry and overly stilted academic language!  LAUGH!  At the fact that I was obviously watching The Prisoner for the first time while writing these and tried to find a way to work it into a college paper!

Seriously, I sincerely hope that I have progressed in my writing since I wrote these.  For those of you who are curious, these were written for a Chinese film history course, hence the Middle Kingdom motif.

Also, there are massive spoilers since I didn't have to worry about ruining the endings of the movies for the professor.

You have been warned.




 Raise the Red Lantern: A Film Review




Raise the Red Lantern, a film based on a story by Su Tong is a tale set in a wealthy Chinese household in the Nineteen-Twenties.  Specifically, it chronicles the arrival and subsequent experiences of Songlian, a young woman who has married the master of the family.  She is not the only “mistress” in the house though and shares the Master with three other concubines, each given her own house on the palace grounds.  The Red Lantern in the title refers to the lights put outside a concubine’s house when the Master sleeps there that night (and thus grants privileges to the denizen of that house).  The Mistresses are thus always trying to gain favor and the right to light the lanterns at their house.  The film deals with the relationships and politics between these four women and the tragic results.

The acting in this film is of high quality.  Actress Gong Li does a good job of portraying Songlian as progressing from an inexperienced newcomer to a vicious plotter who is on par with the other two rival concubines (the First Mistress is too old to be of importance).  The story offers a twist in that the one mistress who seems to be the nicest is in fact the most poisonous and vice versa (although it is not that surprising, at least not to an experienced or cynical viewer).  The only minor deficit to this film is that Director Yimou Zhang tends to linger a little too long in some shots on the scenery (which is beautiful though).  All of the shots in this film are static: there is no moving camera, no wipes and little to no zooming in or out.  Perhaps this was a way for the Director to portray the lack of change in the self-contained world of the Master’s House (the film takes place during a time of great change in China: ten years before this story starts the Qing Dynasty had been overthrown and a Republic set up).

The Household of Raise the Red Lantern is very traditional and patriarchal in nature (being a last vestige of the old customs of the wealthy upper-classes of China) the prime example being of course that the head of the family has concubines.  This is interesting in that nowhere in the film are the women referred to as “wives” even though they are “married” to the Master.  The Master (who’s face is never clearly seen)  is always called “the Master” as well, not “husband.”  This combined with the fact that the Mistresses have separate quarters implies that the relationship is more akin to slavery than marriage (at least marriage in the modern understanding of the word).

Much like “The Village” from the classic surreal television series The Prisoner the Master’s household is beautiful and pleasant on the surface but sinister underneath.  The concubines plot against and with each other while the servants assist in their scheming or perpetrate deviousness of their own.  The Third Mistress is even killed when it is discovered that she has had an extra-marital affair.  Thus it might be deduced that the “old family customs” of favoritism and rewards serves as indirect means of control of the women by having them quarrel amongst themselves (and thus keeping them occupied and not thinking about other things) while the harsh punishments (such as death to adulteresses and isolation to those that displease the Master) serve as very direct means of control.  The disturbing fact is that Songlian never eventually triumphs over the other Mistresses or even escapes from the place that she realizes is becoming more and more nightmarish.  She eventually goes insane after the death of the Third Mistress (which she was unwillingly responsible for).  Even more disturbing though is the ending which reveals that the Master has married yet again and that the process has started over.  The message then of the film is clear: Those who allow themselves to be manipulated and encouraged to fight amongst themselves will only be controlled and will experience death and misery.  




The Directing Style of Zhang Yimou



Zhang Yimou like most film directors has a distinct directing style that sets him apart from his peers.  This directing technique is unique in both its technical aspect and its content.  A study of two of his films, Red Sorghum and Raise the Red Lantern illustrates this.

Technically Zhang’s direction in both films is the same. He is very static with his shots: there is very little movement of the camera (i.e. there is no panning and no following or tracking of characters except in rare cases).  Also Zhang is fond of showing lengthy shots of scenery to set the mood and build tension.  In Red Lantern he does this to show the bleak state of the inside of the mansion and to foreshadow the suffering that will take place there.  In Red Sorghum there are extended shots of the sorghum fields to set the scene for the film and to build tension at the end right before the moment in the movie where the main protagonists attack a Japanese Army truck.

The main similarity in content and the most noticeable between Red Sorghum and Raise the Red Lantern is the heavy use of the color red.  Besides (obviously) being in both of the films’ titles, red is seen in vast quantities throughout both films.  The wine made from the sorghum in Red Sorghum is red (hence the title) and the sky at the end of the film (after the narrator’s grandmother and her companions have been brutally slaughtered by the Japanese) turns red during a solar eclipse.  The lanterns in Raise the Red Lantern are red (also seen in the title) and red light always bathes the house of the mistress chosen to sleep with the Master that night.  Red in both of these films can thus be seen as symbolizing communism (red has always been a symbol for communism).  Red Sorghum conveys a positive attitude towards communism, portraying it as the main element in the struggle against the Japanese occupation of the Nineteen Thirties and Forties. The narrator’s grandfather “sees red” after the day in which his friends and loved ones are killed by the Japanese.  A main character (the old foreman) is shown as being a suspected communist and being flayed alive.  In Raise the Red Lantern communism is hinted at as a way of controlling people with promises of comforts and dividing the people against each other while dealing out harsh punishments to those who transgress the laws (like the Third Mistress). Zhang’s view of the Communist Party then seems to have changed between the two films (Red Sorghum was released before Raise the Red Lantern).

There is also a tendency for Zhang to avoid showing the masters of households.  In Red Lantern the Master is never shown directly (i.e. there is no clear shot of his face). Likewise the old leper Master of the winery in Red Sorghum is never shown at all in the short time that he is a character in that film.  This might symbolize the remoteness and impersonal nature of the leadership in China.

The central message of both films seems to be that when human beings come together and stand against with each other they can stand against anything and achieve something no matter how small and futile-seeming.  Most of the wine workers at the end of Red Sorghum die in their assault of the Japanese Army truck but they showed that they refused to be dominated by the Japanese and that they would avenge the death of their brothers.  However, the concubines that are divided against each other at the end of Red Lantern only bring pain upon each other and will continue to do so under the arcane rules and oversight of the Master. They have achieved nothing but a petty meaningless existence.

Sunday, October 31, 2010

Obligatory Halloween Movie Post

Holiday movies normally suck, and the reason for this is that holiday movies often have to have a genre of films made up just for them:  the Christmas movie, the Thanksgiving movie and so on.  Also, you can only really watch them one time of the year.  Who wants to watch a Christmas movie in July?

But Halloween is different.  Halloween has a genre of movies that can be watched year-round and is not necessarily slaved to the holiday:  the horror movie.  Unfortunately, despite this Halloween can also suck movie-wise because all of the TV channels and video stores hawk the same shit year after year.  Some horror movies watched every year by the masses on Halloween are true classics; others are pure drivel.  But I get tired of watching even the good ones over and over again so this year for Halloween I thought I would share three good horror movies that aren’t replayed to death.  In fact, some of these are pretty out-of-the-way and, dare I say, cult.

Here they are.  Enjoy.

Matango (1963) – A rich business man, a movie star, a professor and his student along with the ship’s captain and first mate are sailing a yacht on a pleasure cruise when they are swept in a colossal storm that leaves them stranded on a deserted island somewhere in the Pacific.  Sound familiar?  Except that instead of being a crappy sitcom this is a psychological horror movie where the castaways start going for each other’s throats as their mini-society devolves and they find mysterious mushrooms that are both mind and body altering.  This is Godzilla director Ishiro Honda’s favorite of his movies, and it’s one of mine, too. 

Captain Kronos, Vampire Hunter (1974) – Not all vampires attack the same.  In a nineteenth century European village young girls are being found dead as wrinkled old crones, having been aged to death by something unknown.  The wandering titular vampire hunter is summoned by his doctor friend to find and slay the undead threat.  This is one of Hammer Horror’s last movies, and one of their most fun.  Where else can you see a katana-swinging Napoleonic vampire hunter with a hunchback professor sidekick slay evil beasts and bed Caroline Munro? 

The Fog (1980) – A small Pacific seaside town is celebrating its anniversary when a mysterious fog rolls in.  One by one people start dying and the local priest has a suspicion of why:  the town harbors a shameful secret, a secret that may spell death and disaster for many innocent people.  This is one of John Carpenter’s most underrated works.  It isn’t one of his best, but it is a good, spooky little film that manages to genuinely creep you out a few times.  It also actually makes ghost pirates seem like a scary idea and not a joke.

So there you go... three non-standard good horror movies for your Halloween viewing pleasure.  Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna go eat candy and drink cider until I throw up.

Saturday, October 30, 2010

The Best Japanese-Schoolgirls-In-A-Haunted-Hausu Movie *EVER*



Okay, this is gonna be (yet) another short review, if only because I watched this movie a few days ago and I still haven’t completely digested it yet.  House has been all over the movie and DVD sites lately, as it was just released by Criterion as well as the fact that it's touring the country as a roadshow movie.  I wanted to see this in the theatre but didn’t get the chance, for a variety of reasons.  So I ended up having to settle for watching… ugh… El Cid at home instead.  Yuck.  Anyway,  I picked up the Criterion DVD and gave it a whirl, and WOW.  Definitely better than El Cid… I’m sorry I missed this in the theatre.  Oh well, I have it to watch whenever I want and besides, it might make a better DVD movie anyway.  Well, anyways, here’s one more review of House to join all the hundreds of others hitting the net right now.  This might not be the best review of this movie or the most coherent considering – as I have said – I still haven’t completely come to grips with the film yet.


Theatrical Film, 1977
Director: Nobuhiko Obayashi



The Story

Gorgeous is in a tizzy because her father plans to remarry.  So she does what any other sane person would do: she invites her six friends Sweet, Fantasy, Mac, Kung Fu, Melody and Prof (no, really) to come with her to visit her aunt that she’s met only once at her house in the country.  No, really.  There the girls meet the mysterious Auntie and her cat, Blanche.  Oh, and start getting eaten by the house one by one.  No, really.


The Review

People often say that this movie was made by people on drugs.  I don’t think so.  Drugs are massively illegal in Japan and the drug laws are super-draconian there.  So I don’t think the people were on drugs because they would have been busted and sent to jail for fifty years.  Hell, the whole crew for this movie was probably questioned by the police after it came out.  So, no, the crew wasn’t on drugs.  The movie is on drugs.  A lot of drugs.  A lot.  Of.  Drugs.  But not the people.  Paradoxically enough.

In a way this movie reminded me of Forbidden Zone while I watched it.  That movie is also on drugs.  That movie is on crack.  House, on the other hand, is on speed. 

…and crack. 

And acid.  And ecstasy.  And glue. 

About the only drug I can think of that this is NOT on is weed.  Because weed is mellow.  Weed is laid-back.  This movie is not laid-back.  This movie is The Shining a la The Young Ones.  This movie is…
Okay, take all of the drugs I just mentioned, mix them up in a giant pot and snort them off of the nearest cat* – if you have one great if not a neighbor's – then have a staring contest with the cat.  The resulting high you will be on is what this movie is.  This is probably the most whacked-out, trippiest movie I have ever seen.

And I love it.

I can see why House is so popular with all of the cult and art-house moviegoers right now.  It is different.  It is unique.  And it is fun.  There is no other movie like it.  I know I tried vainly to describe it before as a combination of a certain Kubrick horror film and an early eighties UK punk comedy show, but that really doesn’t do this film justice.  So many film and camera techniques are used in House that it’s insane.  This was director Obayashi’s first feature film and it shows.  I think that he was experimenting with every film trick known to man just to see how they worked and how to do them.  I also think he (and everyone else) had a blast making it too – everyone in this movie looks like they’re having a lot of fun.  It’s truly dizzying to watch this movie as a result… just as soon as you’ve seen one thing another new one takes its place.  To which I say:  well done!  The world needs more movies like this.

I won’t attempt to analyze the characters, story, symbolism et al. because I don’t think any of that applies to this film.  As an example:  yes, the characters are one-dimensional but that’s the point… Obayashi is parodying the clichéd characters of horror movies and… ah, fuck it.  He did it just for fun.  Because to see a half-naked Japanese schoolgirl named Kung Fu karate chop vicious pieces of killer firewood is fun.  See, that’s how this movie works.


Anyway, in case I haven’t made it clear yet, see House.  Oh, excuse me.  See

HAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUSU.



Screenshots

Note:  None of these shots do this film justice.  House is a kinetic film, a film that is constantly moving.  To appreciate it in all its glory you have to actually see it.  All I can hope for is that these few captures of insanity will get you to see it.


Nope, absolutely no Japanese schoolgirl lesbianism going on in this scene.
Just keep moving, keep moving along... keep... um ...I'll be in my bunk.


Yep.  This is the kind of movie that this is.

Hint #1 that your reclusive old aunt may, in fact, be evil.

Sweet forgets one of the cardinal rules of horror movies:  
NEVER PICK UP THE FUCKING CAT!

What every horror movie needs: a kung fu fighting Japanese schoolgirl in panties.

....And a Japanese schoolgirl eating piano.

Surprisingly this is not the trippiest shot in the movie.

In case you haven't figured it out yet:  CATS ARE FUCKING EVIL!!

Okay, who invited Terry Gilliam?


*DISCLAIMER:  Don’t actually do this.  Taking that many drugs at once would result in a) you keeling over dead from the shock to your system and b) me being arrested for suggesting it.  So don’t do it.  In fact, don’t do any drugs.  Drugs are bad, m’kay?

Also, the cat would probably claw the shit out of you.