coolercinema

  • Subscribe to our RSS feed.
  • Twitter
  • StumbleUpon
  • Reddit
  • Facebook
  • Digg

Sunday, 13 January 2013

Everybody Breaks, Bro: Zero Dark Thirty

Posted on 13:29 by aryan

Let's start with torture, in part because Zero Dark Thirty's depiction of torture inspired controversy even before the movie was released, but mostly because that's where Zero Dark Thirty begins, and in a way it's where it ends, too. After a brief sequence in which the horrors of 9/11 are conjured through overlapping audio clips from that tragic and chaotic day, the movie opens at a secret military base at which an al-Qaeda terrorist is being "harshly interrogated." First we see the detainee waterboarded, and later he's stripped naked, dog-collared and stuffed inside a wooden box just big enough for him to fold into — all in an effort to get him to talk. None of this is brief. Director Kathryn Bigelow doesn't exactly ogle the brutality, but she doesn't shy away from it either. The first 30 minutes of the movie, scripted by Mark Boal and inspired by insider accounts, are dominated by the physical and psychological punishment of this beaten terrorist at the hands of the CIA. That Zero Dark Thirty spends so much time here confirms that Bigelow and Boal believe these interrogations to be historically significant, one way or another. And that torture is demonstrated to be a dehumanizing experience for both sides confirms that that Bigelow gets it right.

Did controversial interrogation techniques like waterboarding lead to intelligence that led to the discovery of Osama bin Laden? It seems silly to argue otherwise. The link might not have been direct, but the nasty reality is that these techniques were used and intelligence was gathered, and it seems reasonable to assume that some prisoners cooperated purely to avoid torture in the first place, which isn't possible if the potential for torture isn't on the table. Whether torture, as an actual technique or merely as a looming threat, is effective enough to justify its use is a different matter, and not one that Zero Dark Thirty cares to examine. So what does the film "say" about torture? Mostly that we did it, for better or worse. It's part of the history of that larger event. World War II had the beaches of Normandy and Higgins boats. The "war on terror" had undisclosed locations and pitchers of water. That's the way it was.

To ask the film to take sides on the torture debate, and even more to insist that it does, is to try to fit torture into a box and demand that it cooperate. It isn't that simple, and thankfully Zero Dark Thirty doesn't pretend otherwise. The film depicts, through the scene mentioned above, that some detainees can suffer all kinds of abuse and never crack, and that if they do talk it might be nothing more than a basic animal instinct to survive — saying whatever it takes to stop the abuse. It also makes it clear, in a later scene with the same prisoner, that torture can be effective as the "bad cop" alternative to a more friendly and productive "good cop" approach to intelligence mining. And, even later, in a scene in which a different detainee says he's willing to cooperate rather than be tortured, it demonstrates that the looming potential for torture can be an effective motivational tool. So, yeah, Zero Dark Thirty shows that torture "works." But it also leaves room to speculate that part of the reason it took so long to locate bin Laden is because the CIA and military couldn't come up with a more effective approach for hunting him down.

In some films, this kind of ambiguity would smack of gutlessness or faux complexity, but not here. No, here, Bigelow and Boal bravely refuse to oversimplify the unavoidably complicated — at least when it comes to torture. Other parts of the film feel a little too neat, particularly the way Boal funnels all of the momentum, tenacity and canniness of the hunt for bin Laden into a single character, Jessica Chastain's Maya, who comes off like a less reckless but equally omnipresent version of Homeland's Carrie Mathison. But such narrative efficiencies are mostly unavoidable, and because Zero Dark Thirty isn't about profiling "The Woman Who Brought Down Osama bin Laden" they're inconsequential, too. The film's approach is to recount the milestone moments in a manhunt that took years and was notable for being of great interest (bin Laden was America's most-wanted terrorist) and yet little urgency (bin Laden seemed so removed from the day-to-day operations of al-Qaeda that some wondered if he was anything more than a symbolic target). And it does exactly that, with Bigelow and Boal going so far as to separate each milestone into its own distinct chapter and only getting personal in order to reveal some of the swirling emotions motivating the CIA's actions, be they noble, ugly, foolish or something else.

All of this makes Zero Dark Thirty a departure from Bigelow and Boal's previous collaboration, The Hurt Locker, highlighted by an awesome performance from Jeremy Renner, which is designed to take us into a soldier's experience. With a few notable exceptions, this is a remarkably unemotional film, and sometimes it struggles when it strays from that reserve. (For example: Maya is almost exaggeratedly repulsed by her first exposure to torture, only to suddenly turn the corner and embrace physical punishment a few scenes later, an evolution that isn't exactly "developed.") That emotional distance serves the film's air of journalistic authenticity, making its Hollywood flourishes more obvious while appreciating the discovery and execution of bin Laden as evidence of American might rather than evidence of American character, which is a welcome break from the jingoistic norm.

Once the debates over Zero Dark Thirty's depictions of torture die down, what we'll remember about the movie is its depiction of the attack on bin Laden's compound, which is void of macho swagger (if that's the least embellished portion of the movie, it wouldn't surprise me). To the credit of an elucidating 60 Minutes interview with one of the members of SEAL Team 6, I had a good idea of how everything would unfold, but that credit rolls the other way, too. Bigelow presents the action from the soldiers' collective perspective — if they don't know if someone is lurking around the other side of a corner, we don't know either — which is a fitting way to portray an operation in which so much was known but so many blind spots remained, right up until the end. Speaking of which: When bin Laden is shot, there's nothing cinematic about it — he's a flash of movement in a doorway, and then he's gone. Many filmmakers would have been tempted to approach the scene closer to the way Tarantino shot the projection room shootout in Inglourious Basterds: with dramatic music and slow motion. But bin Laden's death was everything that 9/11 wasn't. It was brief, unremarkable and in front of a limited audience. Credit to Bigelow for staying true to that.

Despite knowing the Xs and Os ahead of time, what I couldn't appreciate until seeing it here was the patience of the strike on bin Laden's compound — assuming the film is even close to accurate. So many war movies portray military bravery through daring dashes across open spaces under enemy fire, but this one makes it clear that it took balls just being there, which helps explain why the strike wasn't authorized until everyone was convinced (within reason) that they'd find what they were looking for. Zero Dark Thirty ends with a shot that recalls The Graduate, of all things, with Maya on a plane back to the United States having found exactly what she was looking for but apparently without a clue what to do next. It's a shot that, like the torture scenes at the start of the film, implies the great lengths that someone like Maya would resort to in order to achieve success — making the hunt for bin Laden the sole focus of her life. And at the same time the shot also comments on the country's obsession with bin Laden. In the end, we got our man, and what we were left with was ourselves, and a lingering awareness of all we gave up in order to win.


Additional Thoughts ... Full of Spoilers:

* Although the raid on bin Laden's compound is easy to follow, while still giving a sense of the unavoidable "fog of war," Bigelow drops the ball a bit in the retreat. Unless I missed something, Bigelow shows two helicopters arriving and one of them crashing; then it shows one helicopter evacuating with men still on the ground; then it shows two helicopters landing safely back at the base.

* "I'm the motherfucker who found this place." That line, by Maya, is supposed to be Zero Dark Thirty's equivalent of "I'll be back." It's a good line. But it was better before Mark Duplass' character underlined it by repeating it with raised eyebrows. Great movie lines are allowed to own the moment.

* "We're all smart, Jeremy." That line, by James Galdolfini's nameless CIA director (read: Leon Panetta) in response to praise for Maya's smarts, has me puzzled. Is it meant to suggest defensiveness, as if Maya found bin Laden by being lucky, not by being gifted? Is it meant to skewer sexism, as if Maya's intelligence would be taken as a given if she were a male agent? Is it meant to remind the audience that the CIA is full of smart, hard-working people, and so finding bin Laden took a long time simply because the task was hard? Something else?

* As much as it was nice to see Maya portrayed as a strong, tough, determined woman — and without removing her femininity — I was a little disappointed by the number of scenes in which the men around Maya regard her like some PMSing bitch whose intensity is regarded as melodrama.

* I'm torn in regard to the device in which Maya notes the days of inaction on the office window with a red marker. It's a little corny, which is an out-of-place mood in this picture. And yet it conveys that period of inactivity between "discovering" bin Laden and taking action much better than if Bigelow had simply flashed some dates on the screen.

* I'm no fan of torture, but whenever someone suggests that torture is purely ineffective I think of that poor guy's head in a vise in Casino. Just watching that scene makes me want to start talking. What do you want to know?
Read More
Posted in | No comments

Sunday, 6 January 2013

Skateboarding Cinema to the Future: QUIK

Posted on 13:28 by aryan

When I was a kid, I wanted to make movies. Well, specifically, I wanted to make Return of the Jedi. Not instead of George Lucas. Immediately after him.

In first, second and third grade, I was mesmerized by the Star Wars trilogy not just as escapist adventure but also as an act of creation. As often as I watched the movies themselves, I watched my TV-recorded VHS copy of the 1983 documentary about their development. (I had a book, too.)

The Star Wars trilogy was full of moviemaking "stuff" that went beyond the usual. Instead of just actors, costumes and sets, there were models, robots and puppets — and things like Jabba the Hutt that seemed to be a combination of all three — not to mention an abundance of rubber and fur that appealed to the Muppet fan in me.

In my not-entirely-thought-through efforts to someday make a Star Wars movie of my own, I focused my initial energy on those smaller creations — even going so far as to beg my mom to buy me some furry fabric so that I could take a shot at making my own Ewok suit — in part because I was fascinated by that stuff, and in part because I knew I couldn't shoot an Ewok scene without an Ewok costume, but mostly because, at the time, owning my own movie camera seemed only slightly more realistic than owning my own Millennium Falcon.

Times have changed.

Now digital moviemaking cameras, and editing programs and equipment, are ubiquitous and attainable. Becoming the next George Lucas or Steven Spielberg may not be easy. But making a movie and sharing it with the world? Barring significant income challenges, anyone can do it.

And they are.

All of which is the long way around to saying that cinema isn't just on the big screen or the TV anymore. It's also on the Web, where sites like YouTube and Vimeo allow a shut-in with an iPhone and a cat to share screening space with professional moviemakers using state-of-the-art equipment.

None of this is news to you. Yet even the most open-minded of cinephiles wouldn't be likely to include a 5-minute timelapse video in the same conversation as the movies of, say, David Fincher. And maybe it's time we should. (Kevin B. Lee nudged us in that direction with a list of five "essential online videos" from 2012.)

More and more, when I need a little dose of cinematic inspiration, one of the places I look is the Staff Picks section at Vimeo. Typically, I scan for travelogue-type movies shot by true amateurs, because in recent years I've made similar movies myself, chronicling weekend getaways to this place or that. But in general if I'm drawn to a movie's thumbnail image I'll do the video equivalent of flipping through its pages.

In the past year I've enjoyed a frenetic road-trip movie composed of 5,000 stills, a touching portrait of a fishing father by his son, a silly spectacle celebrating the numerous ways to open a beer bottle, and so many others. But I'm not sure any direct-to-Web video thrilled me quite like QUIK.



If you haven't watched QUIK, stop here, spend fewer than 6 minutes and watch the movie. No, wait, let me amend that: even if you have watched QUIK, stop now and watch it — and not embedded here. Do it right: click here to see it bigger and, this is crucial, turn up the music! Enable its cinematic soul.

Done? OK.

In a series of tweets and in my Bests of 2012 post, I recognized QUIK as the piece of cinema that we'd all be going apeshit about if it appeared within a feature film by a big-name director. I stand by that.

Then again, part of QUIK's charm is that, unlike the Star Wars trilogy, we can sense the modesty of its creation. It's a single-camera production, shot out of the back of a truck, that follows a skateboarder, Austyn Gillette, as he rides through fairly unspectacular parts of Los Angeles and performs fairly unspectacular stunts.

From afar, QUIK might appear to be just another skateboarding video set to music — a dime a dozen on the Internet. But it isn't, and the modesty of the production and the stunts is a big reason why. Directed by Colin Kennedy with cinematography by Marc Ritzema, QUIK isn't about showing off. It isn't about awesomeness. It's about fluidity.

The first 50 seconds establish the environment (concrete jungle Los Angles) and the approach (a moving camera, rolling by, capturing people at work and at play). Then, tilting down from a shot of blue sky and palm trees, we get our first glimpse of Gillette, who skates toward the camera as if catching up and then skates right on by.

The rest of the movie observes Gillette skating through the established environment, jumping off curbs and over obstacles (OK, sometimes fairly spectacularly) and weaving past people who seem as indifferent to him as he is to them.

It is, above all else, an exhibition of unceasing motion. QUIK isn't shot in one take and, given that Gillette wears at least three different outfits, there's no attempt to con the viewer into thinking that this is a single journey. But neither the skateboarder nor the camera ever stops — in fact, as often as not, Gillette is captured swinging his leg to propel himself forward to whatever lies ahead as the camera keeps pace.

That, if you will, is the "stunt."

The nonchalance of QUIK is felt right down to its sound design, which allows us to hear the sounds of the neighborhood and Gillette's skateboard rolling over the concrete. Thus, QUIK's boldest stroke might be its musical accompaniment, We Barbarians' "Chambray," which has a kind of U2 basement tapes sound to it and fairly ambiguous lyrics that set a mood without dictating narrative.

"Will I go back?" the song asks. "God, I hope not," it immediately answers. It's the perfect exchange for a movie that seems to be about moving to or away from something, about exploration and escape, about living in the moment and chasing the next one.

It isn't difficult to imagine the entirety of QUIK as the climax to a larger story of a young man struggling to find his place in the world (The Kid With a Skateboard, so to speak). In that context, no doubt this sequence would have stood out as some of the best cinema of the year, and movie fans would have fogged windows talking about it.

But make no mistake: QUIK has narrative, poetry and power on its own. It's a glimpse into the life of a man going away, away, away, or forward, forward, forward, until the daylight runs out. It's a portrait of a life in motion.

Cinema doesn't get much better than that. Shot by anyone. Playing anywhere.
Read More
Posted in | No comments

Tuesday, 1 January 2013

Bests of 2012

Posted on 11:39 by aryan

Happy New Year!

There are still a few items on my 2012-viewing short list that I expect to see in the next week or two, most notably Zero Dark Thirty, Rust and Bone and Amour.

In addition, at some point I need to track down several films that never seemed to come my way, like This Is Not a Film, The Turin Horse and The Color Wheel.

And then there are movies that I let slip by but still hope to catch up with, like The Imposter, End of Watch and The Loneliest Planet.

All of that said, here's my look back at the year in film, which included viewings of about 60 new releases, most of which are included below, in some fashion or another.


Best Animation: Frankenweenie

Best Animated Movie: Brave

Best Classic Cinema Allusion: The chanting Oreo ("Orrr-EEEE-oh") guards in Wreck-It Ralph

Best Impression of a Classic Cinema Character: Michael Fassebender as David as Lawrence of Arabia's title character in Prometheus

Best Impression of Walter Matthau Doing an Impression of Sean Connery While Stuck Inside an Air Duct: Tom Hardy as Bane in The Dark Knight Rises

Best Actor: Channing Tatum (21 Jump Street and Magic Mike)

Best Performance by an Actor in a Leading Role: Joaquin Phoenix in The Master

Best Performance by an Actor in a Supporting Role: James Gandolfini in Killing Them Softly

Best All-Too-Easily-Overlooked Performance: Simon Russell Beale as heartbroken husband Sir William Collyer in The Deep Blue Sea

Best Use of Sound: Ray Liotta's Markie takes a vicious beating in Killing Them Softly

Best Original Score: The Grey by Marc Streitenfeld

Best Musical Performance: The accordion and percussion jam of "Let My Baby Ride" in Holy Motors

Best Song, Individual: Anne Hathaway's one-shot "I Dreamed a Dream" as Fantine in Les Miserables

Best Song, Ensemble: London's various economic classes sing "Molly Malone" to wait out an air raid in The Deep Blue Sea

Best Use of a Pop Song: The Buggles' "Video Killed the Radio Star" in Take This Waltz

Best Soundtrack as Apparently Recommended by iTunes Genius: The painfully on-the-nose selections of Flight

Best Actress: Anne Hathaway (The Dark Knight Rises and Les Miserables)

Best Performance by an Actress in a Leading Role: Michelle Williams in Take This Waltz

Best Performance by an Actress in a Supporting Role: Anne Hathaway in The Dark Knight Rises

Best Costume and Makeup: Suzy as a raven in Moonrise Kingdom

Best Facial Hair, Individual: Wes Bentley's Seneca Crane in The Hunger Games

Best Facial Hair, Ensemble: Lincoln

Best Commentary on Cinema: 21 Jump Street

Best Commentary on Criticism: Room 237

Best Journalism: The Invisible War

Best Journalist: Astute and articulate New York Times reporter Jim Dwyer in The Central Park Five

Best Reason to Leave the Theater Early: Compliance

Best Indication the 1% Can't Relate to the 99%: This Is 40

Best Film With the Magic of M. Night Shyamalan (But Not Really): Safety Not Guaranteed

Best Evidence M. Night Shyamalan Can Succeed Making M. Night Shyamalan Movies Provided They Aren't Utter Crap: Looper

Best Totally Ludicrous Movie That Kind of Works Anyway: Your Sister's Sister

Best Throwback: Argo

Best Time Capsule: Searching for Sugar Man

Best Documentary: Samsara

Best Musical: Les Miserables (only musical of the year?)

Best Musical Staging: Anna Karenina

Best Cameo: Martin Sheen in Seeking a Friend for the End of the World

Best Verification That Eva Green Is Terrific in Anything: Dark Shadows

Best Confirmation That Women Are Unequal to Men in Hollywood: The frequent and mostly unnecessary nudity of Helen Hunt versus the absent and yet comparatively essential nudity of John Hawkes in The Sessions

Best Nudity: The contrasted bodies in the shower in Take This Waltz

Best Black Comedy: Killer Joe

Best Surgical Procedure: Noomi Rapace's Elizabeth Shaw performs an abortion in Prometheus

Best Comedic Action Outburst in an Otherwise Unfunny, Unexciting Action Comedy: The Hulk swings Loki like a ragdoll in The Avengers

Best CGI Animal: Richard Parker the Bengal tiger in Life of Pi

Best Use of Practical/Analog Effects: Hogs as Maurice Sendak's wild things as aurochs in Beasts of the Southern Wild

Best Plane Crash: The Grey

Best Disaster: The tsunami in The Impossible

Best Reminder That Tom Hooper's Cinematography Could Be Worse: Beasts of the Southern Wild

Best Extended Take: Lancaster Dodd "processes" Freddie Quell in The Master

Best Hyperedited Sequence: Sam and Suzy exchange letters in Moonrise Kingdom

Best Wide Shot: The president shuffles out of the telegraph room in Lincoln

Best Sequence We'd Be Going Apeshit About If It Appeared in a Feature Film by a Name Director: All 5:40 of Quik by Colin Kennedy with Austyn Gillette

Best Casting: Richard Gere as the smooth yet desperate, likeable yet detestable, caring yet aloof, cunning yet in-over-his-head Robert Miller in Arbitrage

Best Miscasting: Hugh Grant as a face-paint-wearing cannibal in Cloud Atlas

Best Marriage of Myth and Man: Daniel Day-Lewis' Abraham Lincoln in Lincoln

Best Humanization of a President: Bill Murray's Franklin Delano Roosevelt in Hyde Park on Hudson

Best Biopic: Bernie

Best Performance by a Graduate of the 'Kevin Costner School of Accents': Jared Harris as Ulysses S. Grant in Lincoln

Best Primal Scream: Batman, at the end of himself, fighting Bane in The Dark Knight Rises

Best Line, Deadpan: "You absolutely reek of sexual discharge." — Sarah Gadon's Elise to her husband in Cosmopolis

Best Line, Triumphant: "Fuck you, science!" — Channing Tatum's Jenko completes a scientific equation of his own invention while tripping on HFS in 21 Jump Street

Best Line Delivery: Asked by his science geek friend, who is an unwitting accomplice to an undercover investigation, if there's any urgency to testing the illegal wiretap they set up together, Channing Tatum's thick-headed Jenko tilts his head in search of an answer and responds with a hint of "been here before" frustration, "Not that I can think of that would make sense," in 21 Jump Street

Best Threat: "I'm going to start beating the shit out of you in the next five seconds, and you're going to swallow a lot of blood for a fucking billfold." — Liam Neeson's Ottway to Frank Grillo's Diaz in The Grey

Best Come-on: "No, I said: What kind of a bird are you." — Jared Gilman's Sam to Kara Hayward's Suzy in Moonrise Kingdom

Best Heart: Steve Carell's Dodge in Seeking a Friend for the End of the World

Best Fragility: Bradley Cooper's Pat and Jennifer Lawrence's Tiffany in Silver Linings Playbook

Best Sensuality: Naomie Harris' Eve gives Daniel Craig's Bond a shave in Skyfall

Best Sorrow: Liam Neeson in The Grey

Best Self-consciousness: Logan Lerman's Charlie in Perks of Being a Wallflower

Best Narrator: Bob Balaban in Moonrise Kingdom

Best Storyteller: Christoph Waltz's Dr. King Schultz in Django Unchained

Best Villain: Charlize Theron's Ravenna in Snow White and the Hunstmen

Best Antivillain: Matthew McConaughey's Killer Joe Cooper in Killer Joe

Best Shootout: The mostly imagined bloodbath when Bruce Willis' Joe goes looking for Jeff Daniels' Abe in Looper

Best Execution: Gina Carano's Mallory uses her legs to squeeze Michael Fassbinder's Paul into an unconscious state before finishing him off with a gunshot through a pillow in Haywire

Best Absurd Image in an Absurd Movie: The little train that can in Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter

Best Use of Color: Skyfall

Best Landscapes: The Hunter

Best Images, Documented: Samsara

Best Images, Dramatized: Skyfall

Best Sequence: A snooping suspicious husband is spied via a makeup mirror; a nervous lover's pounding heart is suggested by the rapid flutter of her fan; horses thunder across a stage; a racer and his horse tumble to the ground; and with a cheating wife's scream there are no secrets anymore, in Anna Karenina

Best Final Shot: Mile 3.25 Tidal Inlet is renamed in Moonrise Kingdom

Best Picture: Moonrise Kingdom


OK, your turn. What are some of the bests of 2012?

Read More
Posted in | No comments
Newer Posts Older Posts Home
Subscribe to: Posts (Atom)

Popular Posts

Categories

  • 30 for 30
  • RIP

Blog Archive

  • ►  2014 (6)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (1)
    • ►  January (4)
  • ▼  2013 (9)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  March (2)
    • ▼  January (3)
      • Everybody Breaks, Bro: Zero Dark Thirty
      • Skateboarding Cinema to the Future: QUIK
      • Bests of 2012
  • ►  2012 (1)
    • ►  December (1)
Powered by Blogger.

About Me

aryan
View my complete profile