Jumat, 03 Desember 2010

black swan


In Black Swan, Natalie Portman plays Nina, a tightly-wound ballerina who lands the lead in a New York production of Swan Lake, replacing aging Beth (a brilliantly cast Winona Ryder). Nina's existence is strictly within the confines of grueling rehearsals under the direction of Thomas (Vincent Cassel) and in the cramped apartment of smother-mother and former dancer herself, Erica (Barbara Hershey). Nina seems to be a bit of an outcast amongst the other dancers, and a nervous wreck, and is further undone by Lily (Mila Kunis), the company's newcomer--a breezy, loose California girl. As the production looms, Nina becomes more and more stressed and paranoid.


Black Swan is a combination of two of director Darren Aronofsky's best works: The Wrestler and Requiem for a Dream. Those films have become so seminal in our young century, that it's difficult not to reflect on them while watching this one. The Wrestler still seems to me a stark departure for him, and yet a very fine film, with play-it-straight drama and an emotional punch, buoyed by Mickey Rourke's raw performance. Plumbing the perils of addiction, Requiem for a Dream goes in and out of reality. Black Swan has the shaky-cam, strict POV follow of Nina (including a Kim Novak-esque Vertigo bun motif), similar to The Wrestler (as are some of its themes) and the psycho-freakum shots (talking paintings, cuticle rips) recalling Requiem. Aronofsky is a gifted visual artist (another collaboration here with cinematographer Matthew Libatique) who also does fine work with actors. These are primarily the strengths of Black Swan which is such a compelling film to behold visually but also features some good performances. Portman is mesmerizing to watch. Aronofsky helps us experience her horror with a rich sonic landscape (bones crack galore!) and jump scare moments but Portman does a lot of the work herself and some extraordinarily realistic dancing. Cassel, as the masochistic director, gives a stormy, pitch-perfect portrayal. Hershey never rises to hysteric levels of Piper Laurie's mother in Carrie (an obvious homage) but she's sufficiently creepy and a welcome actor to have onscreen again. It's also nice to see Winona Ryder. She's a good sport by playing such a degrading role (her career is over, Thomas intones). She has a nice bit in drunken, runny mascara over-the-top mode. I wish Hershey and Ryder had more to do here and more good films to do in general. Kunis is nicely disarming and able to handle the duplicity of her role well. She's also somewhat of a breather in the bleak dun-dun-dun of the proceedings.


The problems with Black Swan rest largely on the creaky script and its not-too-subtle, Angela Carter-like re imagining of Swan Lake. The movie recalls All About Eve, which, with its illustrious dialogue, is one of the great all-time scripts. And because it recalls Eve, it also recalls dozens of other backstage dramas of varying value (there's a literal backstabbing broken mirror scene here that's dangerously close to the badness of Showgirls). The psychological dread and manicure-terror of the classic Repulsion is another obvious influence, though Polanski got to the tragedy quicker and more potently. Dialogue duds abound in Black Swan and gimmicks too. There are too many scenes where Portman sees another Portman... it's actually a bit cheesy. A night on the town with Kunis on E--complete with a strobe light dance club sequence and a shameless Freudian lesbian sex scene both straight out of 1999--fall flat. The tone too is often off. It veers between tony seriousness and Nightmare on Elm Street camp. Still, Aronofsky is a fine craftsman (those dance sequences, in rehearsals and on-stage are a marvel) and Portman is a compelling lead. The music too, including Clint Masell's adaptation of Tchaikovsky, is appropriately haunting and unnerving. The movie will likely endure (it's already spawning somewhat of a following) along with the universal struggle with achieving that vague thing called perfection.


-Jeffery Berg


-Check out this interesting writeup from ballerina Wendy Whelan on Daily Beast. She writes, "I have played the dual roles and understand firsthand the intense physical drain and the nervous energy that gets stirred up in both body and mind while preparing for it. When the body gets exhausted the mind can become fragile. It requires a particular strength and confidence in one's emotional core unlike anything else in classical ballet."

-Interesting interview with Natalie Portman.

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Minggu, 28 November 2010

the king's speech


Born in Britain and raised in Long Island, 73-year old David Seidler claims his stuttering began around his third birthday. His parents told him about King George VI, whom, according to them, seemed to have overcome his impediment by delivering stirring radio speeches in the midst of war. The King's Speech is a film of many strengths and the personal nature of Seidler's script only adds to its richness.

It follows the little known story of Prince Albert (the future King George VI) who went to Austrailian-born speech therapist Lionel Logue for help after a disastrous appearance at the 1925 closing of the British Empire Exhibition at Wembley. The movie builds artfully and powerfully from their first meeting to the King's rousing 1939 broadcast from Buckingham Palace.


The dance that emerges out of the performances of Colin Firth (as George VI) and Geoffrey Rush (as Logue) is just plain astonishing (and fun) to watch. Rush, who is usually Shakespearean-showy, is remarkable--tender and authentic. The film closes with his gaze, and in a way, the story, and the audience's sympathies, belong to him. It's one of the finest supporting performances I can think of in recent memory. Firth, always such a serious and brooding presence, gives his best performance (and only a year after his stunning work in the stark A Single Man). Once again he infuses his aloofness with tremendous warmth. His frustration and quiet agonies are made palpable by his physicality, rhythms of speech and those large dark eyes. Unlike many British pics of this type, it isn't stuffy or witty screwball (Seidler's script is never too sparkly)--it has both an Ivory/Merchant polished sheen (love it or hate it--I went ahead and embraced it fully and felt rewarded in the end) and a deeply emotional context. Netty Chapman's art direction and Eve Stewart's production design are impeccable and fascinating to behold; the muddled colors in the peeled wallpaper on the walls of Logue's humble office looks like a painting. The movie is enhanced by the talented Alexandre Desplat's score. Some of Danny Cohen's shots which illuminate in gorgeous widescreen both the opulent visuals and Albert's isolation are almost as good as those found in Kubrick films like Barry Lyndon. And Tom Hooper's handsome direction is often impressive. Not only does he do strong work with his actors (even Guy Pearce and Helena Bonham Carter in small, but important supporting roles have moments to shine) but the Capra-esque old Hollywood influence he wears on his sleeve is well-suited for this affair. He just creates an environment where a story gets told well. Usually a fan of darker, more realistic films, I still found Hooper's film refreshing and apt rather than cloying. The use of Beethoven's "7th Symphony" may be a bit much for some but it's really quite a beautiful moment: the melody of the music itself--halting, passionate, building slowly--is elegantly timed with Firth's delivery.

-Jeffery Berg


Please listen to the great interview with screenwriter David Seidler on StutterTalk.com.

Interview with Geoffrey Rush on Movieline.



Senin, 22 November 2010

Sabtu, 20 November 2010

shoutouts

The exquisite trailer for Somewhere has revived my interest in the film. Sofia Coppola won top honors at the Venice Film Festival this year. It looks quite moving. I love the Phoenix track too!

William Johnson, the editor of Mary, has a great interview on Eat On This. And he shouts me out!

Terrance Hayes is such an exciting choice for this year's National Book Award for poetry. His book Lighthead is stunning.