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Saturday, July 17, 2010

American Graffiti



Genre: teen drama
With: Ron Howard, Richard Dreyfuss, Paul Le Mat
Director: George Lucas
Release: 1973
Studio: Lucasfilm, Ltd., Coppola Co., Universal Pictures – Universal Pictures
Rating: PG
MBiS score: 8.4/10


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Story-line: one late summer night in 1962, a group of young Californians try to ward off boredom and their fears about the future by cruising around town in search of action.
Pluses: a great screenplay, well-drawn and amiable characters, a solid cast, Suzanne Somers’ mysterious presence and a seminal soundtrack.
Minuses: none.
Comments: AMERICAN GRAFFITI, hailed as a triumph for George Lucas, remains one of the best teen movies ever made. Don’t miss this atmospheric and utterly enjoyable ode to youth, simpler times and rock’n’roll. Pure movie magic!


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Serpico



Genre: police drama
Director: Sidney Lumet
Release: 1974
Studio: Artists Entertainment Complex, De Laurentiis International Manufacturing Company SpA – Paramount Pictures
Rating: R
MBiS score: 8.6/10


The Hand That Wouldn’t Wash The Other


When Frank ‘Paco’ Serpico (Al Pacino), one of New York City’s finest, is rushed to the hospital after a police raid that went amiss, the news travels fast and worries many. ‘Do you think he was shot by another cop?’, asks one officer at the precinct. ‘I know six who’d love to’, answers another. But how can one cop cause such resentment among his colleagues? To find out, see Sidney Lumet’s SERPICO. With John Randolph (Sidney Green), Jack Kehoe (Tom Keough), Biff McGuire (Captain McClain), Barbara Eda-Young (Laurie), Cornelia Sharpe (Leslie Land), Tony Roberts (Bob Blair), Allan Rich (D.A. Tauber), Norman Ornellas (Don Rubello), Ed Grover (Detective Lombardo), Gene Gross (Captain Tolkin), James Tolkin (Lieutenant Steiger), Lewis J. Stadlen (Jerry Berman), John Lehne (Gilbert) and M. Emmet Walsh (Gallagher). Screenplay by Waldo Salt and Norman Wexler.

When I chose to watch SERPICO, I expected it to be a bitter pill to swallow but, in its early stages, it uses drama and humour equally effectively to depict Frank’s rookie days at the NYPD and his life as a young adult settling down on his own, meeting people and kicking up his heels. At one point – when he is assigned to the Bureau of Criminal Identification – I even wondered how this sprightly young man would become the most hated cop in the force but, sure enough, his story will take a sharp turn after his promotion to detective work and, right then and there, SERPICO morphs into a nightmarish but wholly necessary movie experience. Though less exciting than THE FRENCH CONNECTION, another film on brutal law enforcement in the Big Apple, it is more harrowing and surely more important as a social statement about police work and systemic corruption.

Although it required a sizable and competent cast, SERPICO revolves around one character and one dominant actor. As Frank, Al Pacino makes you forget how small a man he really is by projecting a huge aura that overshadows everything and everybody else. He exhibits great range and natural talent as a funny and intelligent guy whose ideas will clash mightily with those of his more conservative colleagues and who will suffer greatly because of it. Tony Roberts also shines in a minor role but, again, it’s Pacino’s bravura performance that you’ll remember most of all.

The movie’s screenplay, based on real events and a book by Peter Maas, is both complex and varied, its dramatic flow interrupted by odd occurrences and colourful dialogues that leave no room for daintiness (‘You already have one foot in the shit. Put the other one in.’). Sidney Lumet’s tight direction keeps things moving along at a brisk pace while gritty cinematography by Arthur J. Ornitz and a solid musical score by Mikis Theodorakis capture the beauty and ugliness of life in Gotham. Try as I may, I can’t find any flaws in this production.

Still not convinced? Then allow me one final pitch… my three reasons to recommend SERPICO. (1) This film weaves a powerful tale about a police force turned upside down and the whistle-blower extraordinaire who tried to right it. (2) It remains an eloquent testament to the greatness of American cinema in the 70s. (3) It features Al Pacino in one of the hottest acting streaks you could ever imagine. Think about it: from 1972 to 1975, this superb thespian starred in THE GODFATHER, SCARECROW, SERPICO, THE GODFATHER II and DOG DAY AFTERNOON. A genuine tour de force, don’t you agree?


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Sunday, July 4, 2010

American Gigolo



Genre: psychological drama
With: Richard Gere, Lauren Hutton, Hector Elizondo
Director: Paul Schrader
Release: 1980
Studio: Pierre Associates, Paramount Pictures – Paramount Pictures
Rating: R
MBiS score: 7.9/10


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Story-line: handsome Julian Kay, a fixture of L.A.’s elegant set, caters to mature women as a tourist guide and gigolo. For sure, his job comes with perks aplenty, but personal safety is not one of them.
Pluses: good acting, Paul Schrader’s screenplay and direction.
Minuses: none really.
Comments: don’t be misled by AMERICAN GIGOLO’s title: it’s neither filthy nor exploitative. In fact, it’s a serious and very watchable movie. One of many milestones in Richard Gere’s career.


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Wrestler (The)



Genre: psychological drama
Director: Darren Aronofsky
Release: 2008
Studio: Protozoa Pictures, Saturn Films, Wild Bunch – Fox Searchlight Pictures
Rating: R
MBiS score: 8.0/10


Of Hammerlocks and Has-Beens


Randy ‘The Ram’ Robinson (Mickey Rourke) sure looks bushed sitting in the locker room, his muscular body bent over and aching like that of an old man. He gave it his all in the ring that night but the wrestling card was thinly attended and his pay will hardly be worth the effort. Such is the fate of a former great athlete but Randy doesn’t mind… he still loves the sport. Rock on, brother! With Marisa Tomei (Cassidy), Evan Rachel Wood (Stephanie), Judah Friedlander (Scott Brumberg), Ajay Naidu (the medic), Wass Stevens (Nick Volpe) and Todd Barry (Wayne).

When you think about it, wrestling is a very peculiar line of work. You train hard most days and work most nights, travel incessantly, cope with injuries, abuse and humiliation, deal with risks of all kinds and put up with aggressive fans who take the sport much too seriously for their own good. Though it grants you the rarest of fringe benefits – a chance to smack your co-workers day in, day out – it comes with a downside that gets steeper and steeper as age creeps up on you and younger athletes rise in the ranks. Not that glamorous a life, eh?

Such is Randy Robinson’s predicament at the beginning of THE WRESTLER. His mind is still on fighting, his body increasingly resists it but, altogether, he is not yet ready to retire. Thus he finds himself in limbo, a weekend warrior clinging to past glory and unprepared for the big changes just around the corner. The first half-hour of THE WRESTLER depicts this side of Randy, his professional side, and you may find it boring if you’re not particularly attracted to combat sports. To its credit, this segment offers candid insights into today’s wrestling world, its quirks, tricks and outrageous use of clichés, its twisted humour and the sincere camaraderie shared by its practitioners. Later on, the film addresses Randy’s personal life which is undoubtedly more interesting. You’ll get to know the man behind the mauler and, though Randy is certainly coarse, he’s also a nice enough guy who leads a grim existence. Other than meeting a club dancer he’s particularly fond of, he is saddled with serious financial and personal problems that I should leave unexplained for now.

All of this is developed with outright competence by Darren Aronofsky and crew. THE WRESTLER boasts a fine cast led by Oscar-nominated Mickey Rourke who appears both endearing and intimidating as Randy. In the ring, he looks like a juggernaut; outside, with his raspy voice, hearing aid and glasses, he could be your next-door neighbour. Marisa Tomei delivers a gutsy performance as Cassidy and Evan Rachel Wood is utterly convincing (yet again) as Stephanie. Kudos should go to Robert Siegel for his finely structured and logical screenplay. The film’s cinematography and production values are also quite satisfying.

What more can I say? That THE WRESTLER is a treasurable sports film because it chooses realism over pompousness and honesty over corniness. In a way, it manages to transcend its subject matter to reach all among us who are growing old and who feel that society is turning its back on them. Aging is such a sad reality that you can’t blame Randy for dodging it as long as he can. Will it be steroids or Geritol?


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