Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Rated : R
STARS: Meryl Streep , Julia Roberts, Margo Martindale, Juliette Lewis, Julianne Nicholson, Benedict Cumberbatch, Abigail Breslin, Ewan McGregor, Sam Shepard, Dermot Mulroney
DIRECTOR: John Wells
GENRE: Dark Comedy
It's been said that all families are dysfunctional. Some are just better at keeping their dirty laundry from being sniffed by the neighbors. In August: Osage County, Violet Weston (Meryl Streep) is the foul mouthed, drug addicted matriarch of a dysfunctional family with a capital "D" that will get you to thinking that crazy old aunt Hattie wasn't so bad after all. It's all relative (pardon the pun).
Violet's hubby, Beverly, (Sam Shepard) has disappeared, and later turns up as a suicide. Her daughters Barbara, (Julia Roberts) Karen, (Juliettte Lewis) and Ivy (Julianne Nicholson) are summoned, with assorted "baggage" in tow (a husband, a fiancee, a teenage daughter) to the old family home in rural Oklahoma. There is a funeral to attend. And later lots of bitching, bickering, recriminations, put downs, name calling, obscenities flying like plates being smashed against the wall, wrestling around on the floor, and so on. All the things that families do during such solemn occasions.
Adapted from the Broadway play by Tracy Letts, August: Osage County keeps ratcheting up the tension until--if you are like me--you are sitting there completely fascinated, absorbed, and dumbfounded by the bravura performances of Meryl Streep and Julia Roberts. Both deserve Oscars. The rest of the cast ain't too shabby neither, including Juliette Lewis--one of my favorites ever since I saw her in the bizarre From Dusk Till Dawn. She always plays some type of bimbo, but she does it so well!
Fifty years from now, August: Osage County will be spoken of in the same breath as Streetcar Named Desire and other classic films that we look back upon today.
That's how freaking good this movie is.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
STARS: Leonardo DiCaprio, Jonah Hill, Kyle Chandler, Matthew McConaughey, Rob Reiner
DIRECTOR: Martin Scorsese
GENRE: Dark Comedy
The first hour or so of The Wolf Of Wall Street is an out of control, never ending pep rally with cheerleaders who are out of their minds screaming right into your ear. It's excessive and annoying, like a nagging spouse trying to make the same point over and over when you already got it the first time. Which fits in, I suppose, with a film about excess and greed taken to ludicrous limits ( based on the book of the same name by the infamous swindler Jordan Belfort. ) If you make it through that part of the movie without cashing out and leaving the theater, The Wolf Of Wall Street pays substantial dividends the rest of the way.
Leonardo DiCaprio and Jonah Hill are gut-busting funny as drug addled stock brokers riding the crest of an artificially created financial wave that is about to crash into the rocks as it gets closer to shore. With a cast of "thousands" of literally hysterical hangers-on and bosomy beauties letting it all hang out in an orgiastic microcosm of what the world would be like if we all followed our base instinct to live for nothing but our own self- satisfaction without regard to consequence.
Grade: B +
Sunday, January 19, 2014
STARS: Joaquin Phoenix, Scarlett Johansson, Amy Adams, Rooney Mara, Olivia Wilde
DIRECTOR: Spike Jonze
GENRE: Romantic drama
The barrier between human and artificial intelligence is transcended in the sweet but disturbing Her from Spike Jonze. Is it a romantic comedy? Is it a serious drama? Is it a provocative commentary on the growing introversion and alienation in our society? Or is it a thinly disguised, potty-mouthed "phone sex" romp?
It's a bit of all that.
Joaquin Phoenix is Theodore Twombly, and with a name like that, you know he's a nerd. He wears dorky looking glasses, and beltless trousers that look like something you'd order off the back page of a magazine. He works as a letter writer/creator for people who are too lazy or too emotionally stunted to compose their own missives to family and significant others.
The film is set in some unspecified futuristic time. Computer operating systems have the ability to speak, feel human-like emotions, and carry on a conversation in a breathy voice that sounds just like Scarlett Johansson. (Ms. Johansson, as the disembodied "Samantha," never appears physically in the movie. Bummer.)
Theodore is in the process of divorcing his estranged wife, Catherine (the barely recognizable Rooney Mara...guess I'm too used to picturing her as the butchy Lisbeth Salander in The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo.) There is a touching scene where he and Catherine are sitting together, and all that's left to do is for her to sign the papers and the deed is done. But she is hesitant. If only there were something they could say or do to turn things around. She affixes her signature anyway, and Theodore's fate is sealed. Because he's falling head-over-heels for Samantha--the perfect, intelligent, dedicated companion we all wish we could find. But computer operating systems' personalities have the ability to grow. And just as it oft occurs in human on human relationships, Theodore and Samantha may be growing in different directions.
I'm sitting there thinking that Theodore is a real loser, because every chance he has to be with a real woman, he turns it down to preserve his love affair with a computer. But it's probably rare these days to find someone who hasn't become infatuated, or at least highly intrigued, by the disembodied "voice" of an unseen someone they're communicating with on the internet. Follow the logical progression, and maybe Her isn't as far-fetched as it may seem.in the beginning.
On the other hand, Her is making a not so subtle statement about all the folks who walk around with their heads buried in their iPhones, eschewing the face-to-face contact that we all used to value before technology turned many of us into sleepwalking zombies with our heads up our butts. The people who, in their distracted stupor, will eventually step in front of a bus or tumble down a manhole.
Darwin's theory at work.
Grade: A --
Saturday, January 4, 2014
STARS: Julia Louis Dreyfuss, James Gandolfini, Catherine Keener
DIRECTOR: Nicole Holofcener
GENRE: Romantic drama
Julia Louie Dreyfuss, the Queen of Quirky Facial Expressions and Rolling Eyeballs, has a field day as Eva, a middle-aged massage therapist who falls for roly-poly Albert (James Gandolfini) in the serio-comic Enough Said. Yes, Albert is tubby, and he looks like...well...James Gandolfini. But we're supposed to buy that an attractive woman will fall for a guy based solely on personality and a certain je ne sais quoi. (Where ARE all these women?) Our odd couple bond, though, because they each have daughters who are heading off to college for the first time, and they can commiserate through empty-nester syndrome.
Eva and Albert are doing just fine until Eva takes on a new client, Marianne, (Catherine Keener) who makes her living as a poet (there must not have been any poets in the audience, because that line deserved a chuckle). Marianne just HAPPENS to be Albert's ex-wife, and it's "uh-oh, uh-oh" all the way through from there. Marianne starts dumping on Eva about her ex, revealing all of the things that turned her off about him, (and they are numerous, because...like...they LIVED together) completely clueless to the Eva/Albert connection, and Eva isn't saying a word once she figures out who the man in question is. But we're privy to all the changes she's going through by studying her remarkably expressive face.
Eva knows she should say something, but just can't bring herself to do it. Marianne is like a used car salesman to whom you've secretly administered truth serum, and now he's giving you the real lowdown on that vehicle you are considering purchasing. Needless to say, the doo-doo will strike the fan, and it's one of those big boxy kind.
Enough Said is a tender tale--a wholly grown- up story about people of a certain age who have been there, and are cautiously feeling their way along the second time around, trying to avoid tumbling head over ass into that same sinkhole it took them too long to climb out of. I saw the ending coming, and almost wished that it wasn't headed in that direction. But then, I'm one of those people.
Grade: B +