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To Have and Have Not: They Really Don't Make Em Like They Used To

The two of you are going to take a beating until someone uses that phone. That means one of you is going to take a beating for nothing, and I don’t care which of you it is!

I was on the mag trainer the other day and had run out of TV DVDs to watch so I decided to pop in To Have and Have Not which I hadn't watched in ages. Everytime I do this with an old beloved classic there's always a small part of me that's afraid it won't be nearly as good as it was before. Well, you never have to worry about that too much with a Howard Hawks film, much less a Howard Hawks film with Bogey and Bacall! Man, I love this film.

Even forgetting all the usual and obvious stuff about how Bogart and Bacall are amazing together, I'm always blown away by how much more sophisticated Hawks' mis-en-scene was compared to just about anyone, past or present. That man sure knew his craft!

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Little Children (Todd Field, 2006)



THE WHERE:
At the good ol' Bytowne with Krystle as part of our weekly movie watching. It was nice going back to a real movie theater. I hadn't been in ages simply because nothing playing there had interested me in a long time

THE WHY:
Two words: Todd Field. From the day I first watched it in 2002, I've considered his In the Bedroom to be one of the greatest films ever made. Watching this film was and still remains the most sickening and visceral film experience I have ever had. Now this would normally be a pretty sad reason to declare any film a masterpiece, since these sorts of labels are usually attached to so-called "edgy" or "controversial" pieces of crap that resort to excessive violence and/or abhorrent imagery simply to shock. But In the Bedroom does not, far from it. The miracle of the film is that it features next to no violence, nudity, or swearing. Field's direction is so quiet, so subtle, and so confident, you'd be forgiven for thinking that he had been making films for decades. The relentless and overwhelming sense of sadness and grief that consumes this film is completely reliant on good old-fashioned directorial choices (and two stellar performances by Sissy Spacek and Tom Wilkinson). The film is painful and depressing as hell to watch but never for the mere sake of being masochistic. Each scene manages to provides a profound empathetic insight into the souls of these characters and their plight even while it breaks your heart. Having said all that, is it any surprise that I have anxiously been waiting 4 years now (has it really been that long?) to watch anything with a "Directed by Todd Field" title card attached to it?

THE UGLY:
Little Children for me was a film about conflict, a conflict of mediums that is. It's a film that is clearly a slave to its original novel and to literary devices for that matter. Fortunately, every once in awhile and for the better part of the second half, it transcends all that and displays Field at his best, which is to say that it is the power of cinema at both its most powerful and most subtle. It was quite a maddening experience watching it as you don't often see a film bounce all over the place like this, attempting to be so literary and yet so cinematic at the same time.

Now I'm no literary expert by far, but it seems to me that such blatant "lit 101" devices such as the Madame Bovary allusions to Sarah, Brad's attempt to recapture his youthful "prom king" days through football and skateboarding (a much better depiction of a similar situation would be Matt Dillon's character in Beautiful Girls) , the Stepford wives-like behaviour of the three young mothers etc. are things that can be both clever and heartfelt in a novel, but unfortunately, comes across as merely clever and cynical when translated directly to film. It's one thing to read on the page that Brad would watch the skateboarders for sometimes hours, attempting to recapture his youth. It's quite another thing to actually watch Brad do it even for a few seconds without thinking that this seems utterly unrealistic and manipulative. The same goes for all the above.

These things in themselves would not be a problem if that was the type of film that Field set out to make, but clearly it's not. His direction betrays the fact that he does in fact care deeply about all of his characters, flaws and all. But he keeps these devices throughout the film and to the bitter end. For all his revolutionary cinematic devices in Breathless, not even Godard tried to make us feel for his characters. Had Belmondo's character broken down and cried like a baby as he died at the end, would any of us care? It seems to me that you can toy with the form, but it's a much harder and precarious thing to toy with people's emotions.

It doesn't feel like it was a matter of indecision. Clearly Field set out to do both purposefully, the subtle heartfelt character studies as well as the lifted literary devices, and in truth he does both rather well on their own, but in this case, the whole is truly less than the sum of its parts.

The crux of the movie is the character's of Sarah and Brad and their feelings of desperation and being trapped in an unfulfilling life. Heavy stuff. But while we learn a great deal about their hidden desires and needs from the exorbitant amount of time we spend with them along with additional insights being provided by Mr. Narrator, we are given very little emotional understanding of their situations. From their very first scene together in the park, if we were to mute the sound, I'm sure the audiences would be fooled into thinking that they were watching a flirtatious couple rather than reluctant lovers. The narrator talks of their supposed agonizing restraint, but the film itself never shows it (contrast this to the beautiful restraint showcased in say In the Mood for Love, and without a pesky narrator at that!). Take the bookclub scene where Sarah expresses her newfound empathy with Madame Bovary. Field directs it very sympathetically, as if we too should be empathizing with both her and Madame Bovary, but how as an audience can we? We're never given a chance to feel her (or Brad's) isolation, we're only told about it. As such, the scene just comes off as pretentious and self-gratifying.

In fact, all the film's melodramatic tales of redemption reminded me very much of Paul Thomas Anderson's classic Magnolia. And while Magnolia's melodrama was infinitely grander than Little Children's, it works much better, why is that? I think it has to do with Anderson's sincerity through and through, whereas Field oscillates between being sincere and relying on either cinematic parlour tricks (such as the little vignette showcasing Jennifer Connelly's perfection) or clever literary devices. Is it any surprise than that I found the more "one-dimensional" characters of Larry and Ronny to be the most memorable and insightful characters of the entire film?

Where the film really shines for me is where Todd Field displays his penchant for minimalist filmmaking, allowing the characters to speak for themselves. One of the best scenes I've seen all year has to be where Ronny is out on a date, and finds his eyes instinctively drawn to the children across from his table. He tries to ignore them and the camera captures this without resorting to blunt close-ups or grand histrionics on Ronny's part. His face hardly changes as he slightly leans into the table, but that's enough to powerfully convey his internal desperation to master his urges. The most wonderful moment of the film in fact is when he asks his date about about her medical condition, at first to just distract himself from the children, but in doing so finds himself engrossed in her story and they end up sharing a touching empathetic moment. Even Larry's less poetic thread of trying to find redemption in a misguided way is at least saved from being explained to death by the narrator allowing the viewer the freedom to discover who he is and decide for themselves.

Another fantastic scene is one where Jennifer Connelly's character finds herself moved after watching footage from her documentary on the children of soldiers sent to Iraq and decides to call home. It's a beautiful little vignette that single-handedly adds so much depth to her character. The fact that Field decides to throw it in despite having no direct relation to the plot is a sign in itself of Field's understanding of the importance of emotional thematic tangents in the medium of film.

I can't remember ever wanting to give a film 4 stars that had so many things wrong with it. That's a real tribute to how highly I think of Todd Field's work here as a director and his dedication and recognition of when the camera should play the "wait and see" game. He even uses the same plain title cards and font as he used for In the Bedroom! And despite its flaws, after this film there's no doubt in my mind that Field is already and will continue to be one of our generations greatest filmmakers. A man with a fantastic understanding of how to use the medium to capture the human experience at its best, and worst.


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The New, The Old, and The Ugly (aka Lynch, PTA, and TV)

Man oh man, for a guy who reads film stuff all the time I sure am surprised that I didn't even know about David Lynch's new film Inland Empire coming out apparently soon until I read about it in the New York Times (click the pic) from good old Manohla Dargis. Anyways, I'm really excited to see it, which is something I haven't been able to say as often as I would like to these days. Actually I took a few seconds to look over the list of new films that came out this year which I saw in theaters and, with the exception of Little Children, I didn't really make much of an effort to see any of them. They were all mostly just going to see movies with friends (which isn't to say that I didn't enjoy any of them, The New World and Three Times were both great works of art) I should really remember to get in more Lynch films. Despite the fact that I was blown away with Mulholland Drive and Lynch's indisputable unique point-of-view as a filmmaker, I haven't yet seen anything else by him since (rented Blue Velvet a few times but never got around to watching it).

While waiting to use the computer, decided to check out a few scenes from Magnolia, as it had been on my mind lately since watching Little Children and mentally comparing the melodramatic qualities of the two films. What started as just watching a scene here and there turned into going through the entire movie and stopping at great and memorable scenes - which comprise about half the frickin movie! Man, I remembered Magnolia being superb but not this good! How I wish I could have experienced this film in the theaters!

People who complain about how American cinema is dead need to shut up, sit down, and pay attention to one Paul Thomas Anderson. He could single-handedly carry American cinema on his back. What a beautiful, moving, daring, spiritual film this is. This man has not only yet to make a bad film, but yet to make a film that wasn't an absolute jewel. People - including myself - need to stop our prideful and snobbish habits of looking elsewhere for great filmmakers, we've got one right here and he's one of the very best not just of our time, but ever! And that's a statement I'm not too worried about making: Even if PTA were to stop making films today, I can count on one hand the number of other filmmakers oeuvres that I would trade for Sydney, Boogie Nights, Magnolia, and Punch-Drunk Love.

Anderson for me also scores huge points for perhaps being one of the few art filmmakers out there who appears utterly human and without pretensions in real-life. Looking and listening to this skinny young dude joke about his love of Adam Sandler or Terminator 2, you'd never believe him capable of crafting films of such emotional and humanistic profoundity. I think I have a crush on Paul Thomas Anderson.

Last, and certainly not least, I caught a bit of the show Day Break tonight and got drawn in. I've resolved to download some episodes and check them out. What a great premise! I haven't made an effort to follow any non-poker TV shows since probably high school so this is a big deal for me. We'll see how this one goes, hopefully it's good.

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