White Dog

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1980's, Burl Ives, Drama, Kristy McNichol, Paul Winfield, Samuel Fuller, White Dog

Film Title

White Dog

Director

Samuel Fuller

Starring

• Kristy McNichol as Julie Sawyer
• Paul Winfield as Keys
• Burl Ives as Carruthers

A confronting film about racism, White Dog is necessarily uncomfortable and probing as it really takes on the subject matter and doesn’t sugar coat anything, making it chillingly realistic.

Julie Sawyer is a struggling actress in Los Angeles, who one night while driving home runs over a white German Shepherd. After taking it for treatment and ensuring that it is fine, she contemplates taking the dog in as a pet. Her schedule is usually busy and she is attempting for forge a successful career, but she eventually takes the large dog into her home. All seems to be going pretty swell as the dog takes kindly to her and she grows quite fond of him. Julie gets her first indication of the dogs viciousness when it defends her from a would be rapist and almost kills him. Then the dog is involved in two incidents, both of which involve an attack and in one case death of black people. Shocked by all of this and unsure of what to do, Julie takes the dangerous canine to an animal training outfit. The unit is run by two men; the old and crusty Carruthers and pragmatic, black Keys. Upon witnessing the dog’s ferocity, they explain that the dog that Julie has taken in is in fact a White Dog; a canine that has been trained to attack black people on sight after being taught from a young age. Carruthers thinks it would be best to kill the dog, but Keys won’t have it and takes it upon himself to educate and hopefully erode away the hatred within the dog. He has failed twice in the past, but this time he wants to full eradicate the barbaric thing in the dog’s brain that causes it to attack black people. Julie agrees to this and observes, desperately praying that somehow Keys can break down the training that the dog endured to help it be well again. But Keys finds that attempting to recondition the dog is going to test him far beyond anything he has done before. As the weeks wear on, is there any chance that Keys can finally get through to the animal or is it too late for it?

Samuel Fuller pulls no punches with his direction that goes straight for the jugular and refuses to be watered down, highlighting the horrors and impacts of racism and ignorance in society. Particularly of note is his persistent usage of intense close-ups that leave no room for falsehood or privacy, capturing the eyes of the people and especially the dog with incisive attention. Racism is tackled head on in White Dog and never made easy for us to view. I respect the movie for presenting it that way and not feeling the need to try to do something more toned-down. Yes the scenes of the dog attacking are horrifying, but they are meant to be and really get under the skin. The most horrifying is the savage attack on a man inside an empty church, with the sanctity of the place tainted by the brutality of the dog. The production history of the film is quite a hot potato as the film was never given a cinematic release in America. It was said that studio executives became scared of the topics the film dealt with( some even labeled the film itself as racist) and Fuller had to take the film to Europe, where it was received well as a daring and throat grabbing social commentary. I find the fact that some thought the film itself was racist quite baffling, as White Dog is very much against racism throughout. It deals with the topic of racism but at no point does it promote or encourage racism; it actually carefully picks apart the ignorance of it and whether racism and hatred can be undone once the seed is there. The movie never gives any easy answers but probes the very nature of these questions with grave intensity and honesty. That is what makes White Dog so fascinating, it isn’t easy or comfortable viewing but very stark and horrifying stuff that tackles a difficult issue with immediacy. The dog itself is a symbol of how something can be warped by those whose ideals are disturbed and distorted, and ultimately ends up as horrifying as them. Ennio Morricone is the man on scoring duty and he serves up an eerie yet melancholic series of musical arrangements that highlight the depth of the movie and the ultimate tragedy of the canine that has been brainwashed into a monstrous thing.

The relatively small cast bring good credentials to this up close and personal film. Kristy McNichol, while being sometimes a little too cute in other parts I’ve seen her in, is actually very sensitive and filled with a deep concern that registers well with the audience. McNichol reacts to the revelations and horror of the new pet she has in a very natural way, she almost doesn’t know how to feel. I’m sure the audience would be the same way in her shoes as McNichol does a commendable job in the lead. Even better and the real standout of the piece is Paul Winfield in a finely tuned performance. Exuding a patience, growing angst and stoic nature, Winfield is the determined drive of the story, who finds even his own methods challenged by the dog. The matter of retraining the animal is of the biggest importance to the character of Keys and the dignity found in Paul Winfield perfectly matches that. Burl Ives rounds out events as Key’s animal training partner who watches the attempts to cure the dog, but whose mind is completely against any such idea working.

So while the movie is definitely not for the faint of heart, White Dog will most definitely get your brain working with the difficult themes it conjures up and will have you thinking about for a long time. A disturbing and challenging film is what White Dog emerges as, and should be applauded for it as it is a difficult movie to shake off once you’ve viewed it.

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Two Sunshine Blogger Awards

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Sunshine Blogger Award

The other day I was delighted to see that I was nominated for not one, but two Sunshine Blogger Awards. My sincerest thanks to the guys over at Stuff and That and DB Movies Blog. I am always grateful for these awards and am thrilled to receive them.

The rules for the award are as follows:

• Post the award on your blog.
• Thank the person who nominated you.
• Answer the 11 questions they set you.
• Pick another 11 bloggers.
• Give them 11 questions.

First, I’ll answer the questions from DB Movies Blog

1. What is favourite movie genre? I like a lot of movies, but horror is my main go to.
2. Do you have a favourite book-to-film adaptation? That is a tough one. The Harry Potter movies were pretty stellar.
3. Samuel L. Jackson, Will Smith, Denzel Washington or Morgan Freeman? I like all of the guys named, but I will go with Morgan Freeman. He just has such a respectable and intelligent demeanor.
4. Do you have a  favourite song in a movie? Nobody Does it Better from The Spy Who Loved Me.
5. Do you have a favourite film composer? Jerry Goldsmith and John Barry.
6. What do you think of movie remakes? I am usually against them. I can’t really think of any remakes that really worked as well as the originals.
7. If you were a well-known film director, with which actors or actresses would you have wanted to work? Amy Adams, Meryl Streep, Tom Hanks, Natalie Portman, Tom Hardy, Morgan Freeman, Viola Davis, Julianne Moore, Geoffrey Rush. The list is long.
8. The Indiana Jones franchise or the Matrix? Indiana Jones, it was a staple of my growing up.
9. What do you think of the Academy Awards (Oscars)? I don’t mind the Oscars, though sometimes their choices baffle me.
10. If you could speak any language fluently (apart from your native) what would it be? Spanish, I love the sound of it.
11. Any film you are looking forward to watching this year? The Zookeeper’s Wife looks promising.

And now onto the questions from the duo behind Stuff and That.

1. Nintendo, Sony or Microsoft? Sony probably.

2. Favourite song? Bittersweet Symphony.

3. Favourite game? Red Dead Redemption, though I’m not much of a gamer.

4. Favourite insult? Fuck or son of a bitch.

5. Favourite animal? The lion, so majestic and powerful.

6. Last time you sent someone a pudding through mail? I can’t say I’ve ever done that before.

7. Favourite sweet? Chocolate raisins.

8. Dream? To be a really hunky guy who women adore( can you just hear the sarcasm there?)

9. Best thing that happened in 2016? I decided to get in shape.

10. Whaddaya say, are we a nice arse or not? I can’t really say!

11. Are you really gonna answer that? I’m using the right to remain silent.

 

Here are my nominees:

Ivan 

Kim

Jereon

Ruth

Meg

Son of a Beach

JJ 

Keeps Me Alive

And finally my questions for them:

1. How often would you say you spend on your blog?
2. What has blogging taught you?
3. Amy Adams or Natalie Portman?
4. Walks along the beach or romantic meal inside?
5. Have you ever written in the nude?
6. What film had the biggest emotional impact on you?
7. What is your fondest memory from childhood?
8. Is there any scene you would love to recreate from a movie?
9. Where do you see yourself in five years time?
10. What film have you been meaning to watch for a long time, but just haven’t got the chance to?
11. And in the style of Stuff and That, do you think I have a nice bum?

Big Eyes

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2010's, Amy Adams, Based on a true story, Big Eyes, Biographical Drama, Christoph Waltz, Danny Huston, Jason Schwartzman, Krysten Ritter, Terence Stamp, Tim Burton

Film Title

Big Eyes

Director

Tim Burton

Starring

• Amy Adams as Margaret Keane
• Christoph Waltz as Walter Keane
• Danny Huston as Dick Nolan
• Terence Stamp as John Canaday
• Jason Schwartzman as Ruben
• Krysten Ritter as DeeAnn

A biographical drama about Margaret Keane, who for years was in the shadow of her husband Walter who claimed credit for her work, Big Eyes is evocatively translated to the screen and showcases Tim Burton’s direction with a maturity, and great performances from Amy Adams and Christoph Waltz. If it’s another side of Burton you want, starting with Big Eyes is a recommended one from me.

We start in the late 1950’s, where Margaret packs up her daughter Jane and leaves her first husband. She travels and attempts to make a life in North Beach, San Francisco. But being a divorced single mother isn’t easy for Margaret, though she gets a job at a furniture company. However, art is her biggest passion in the world and the things she paints are often of children with extremely large eyes, which she tries to sell outdoors though to no avail. It is here that charming Walter Keane enters the picture, posing as a painter himself( though we’ll soon learn otherwise). Walter, with his stories and larger than life personality, sweeps Margaret off her feet and after a brief courtship the two are married. With both being art minded, they attempt to make something of their lives doing what they love. After both craft paintings that are displayed in a nightclub, someone takes interest in one of Margaret’s big eye paintings. Rather than jinx a sale, Walter lies and says that he is the artist. Making money from this Walter is thrilled, though Margaret is dismayed at him being so covert. Ultimately, as Margaret is so vulnerable and fragile, Walter uses this to manipulate her into corroborating his scheme and keeping her silent as he passes off her work as his own. This traps Margaret in a big lie that she doesn’t know how to escape from(mainly because she has helped perpetuate it under duress), and for a while she goes along with it, continuing to paint what people don’t know is her work. But as the paintings get more noticed and Walter more greedy, she realises that she can no longer live this sham any more and with burning and emerging toughness, she takes action to reclaim her rightful ownership in a court battle.

Tim Burton is behind the camera in the director’s chair and he does something different here. Over his last few films, I felt that Burton was somehow becoming a bit rote and not at his usual best, due to growing use of CGI and a lack of attention to story. But with Big Eyes, Burton discovers his footing again by toning down his usual macabre sentiments in favour of a deeper and revealing style. Burton doesn’t completely jettison his usual kookiness, as can be attested to a few peculiar sequences where Margaret sees other people with eyes similar to her work, he just reins in his creepy visuals a bit more and crafts a very intimate and personal story that stands out. I definitely enjoyed this more traditional approach from Tim Burton and peppered with a little sprinkling of his unusual magic that don’t overpower the story, Big Eyes excels at being a change of pace in the most effective way.  You can see that Burton has a big respect for the artistic mind by the way he presents Margaret’s emotional attachments to her work, that sadly were relegated to the background by the conniving cons of her husband. As dark as the story is when you look at it closely, there is a wealth of humour thrown in that makes fun of opinions critics have on art and the overall value of it, specifically in regards to monetary worth, which it seems the slimy Walter was consumed with. When the battle of wills omen escape and it leads to court, fun can be head in sequences that prove the truth can indeed be stranger than fiction. Now I wouldn’t say Big Eyes is a perfect movie, it does have a few little flaws. During various moments, the story did find itself losing its way and getting a little repetitive. And a bit more oomph in the middle may have been beneficial, though it isn’t something that does harm to an intriguing piece. But I found myself invested watching this film for the story it provided and an insight into the mind of an artist, while covering themes of personal connection to ones work and female oppression. The flaws I mentioned which in honesty where little ones, thankfully don’t spoil the overall product which is a definite improvement on Burton’s recent output because it tries something you wouldn’t expect from him. The visuals are kept to being bright and ever so slightly mocking as the real turmoil of Margaret was largely hidden by the outward appearance of everything being serene. And Danny Elfman provides a brimming, urgent score, perfectly in touch with Margaret’s awakening.

Amy Adams gorgeously and subtly plays Margaret Keane as a shy and meek woman, who slowly burns with resentment at her circumstances, knowing that some of it falls to her. Right from the start, Adams makes you relate and sympathise with this woman whose good nature was taken advantage of until she eventually decided enough was enough and she wanted her story to be known. She starts out birdlike and fragile and then little by little through nuance, Adams invests the part with a burgeoning voice that won’t be silenced anymore or swept under the carpet. It is an exquisite and moving performance that doesn’t need big theatrics to be effective; instead the quiet and graceful approach from Amy Adams works beautifully in imbuing the part of this artist with a passion and inner strength that eventually percolates through. At the other end of the spectrum is Christoph Waltz. His portrayal of the ruthless Walter is one that features loud and bold brush strokes, which Waltz obviously has customary fun with. I’ve read other reviews that say that he goes way over the top in his work and that it is a detriment to Big Eyes. I wouldn’t go that far because I think the part needs an exuberance that Waltz can provide as evidenced by his other work in movies. The part of Walter is this big talking, savvy man with hardly any subtlety, much like the ringmaster of the circus. And I must say, Waltz has that energy and more, which I think balances well with the gentle work of Amy Adams. Danny Huston as the man narrating the film, is appropriately barbed and cynical, which seems ideal as he is portraying a gossip columnist. The great Terence Stamp infuses his small appearance as a scathing critic with a biting sensibility, while Jason Schwartzman makes for laughs as a snooty artist. It is only Krysten Ritter who doesn’t resonate, as she is given scant to do and can’t bring whatever life there was to the part of Margaret’s friend.

A down to Earth change of pace from Tim Burton, Big Eyes proves to be a memorable version of a true life story, that has a core of emotion and respect regarding art and two excellent performances from the leads.

Working Girl

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1980's, Alec Baldwin, Comedy, Harrison Ford, Joan Cusack, Kevin Spacey, Melanie Griffith, Mike Nichols, Oliver Platt, Sigourney Weaver, Working Girl

Film Title

Working Girl

Director

Mike Nichols

Starring

• Melanie Griffith as Tess McGill
• Harrison Ford as Jack Trainer
• Sigourney Weaver as Katharine Parker
• Joan Cusack as Cynthia
• Alec Baldwin as Mick
• Oliver Platt as David Lutz
• Kevin Spacey as Bob Speck

Working Girl is an effervescent and feel good comedy from Mike Nichols, that satirizes the corporate business world and conveys a woman grabbing the opportunity to make something of herself. Light and funny yet also intelligent, this combination, when aided by a very accomplished cast ensures Working Girl is a triumph.

Having just turned 30, Staten Island raised secretary for a stockbroker Tess McGill wishes for something more and wants a job of an executive nature. Sadly, no matter how hard she strives, nothing much seems to come of her diligence. And after a run in with her boss, she is reassigned to a financial firm. She is to be the secretary for Katharine Parker; a seemingly affable and powerful woman who appears to take Tess under her wing and encourages her to pitch ideas. Tess comes up with a pretty neat idea for a lucrative merger that she passes by Katharine, but nothing seems to come of it. Then Katharine is injured during a skiing trip in Europe, which enables Tess to look after business while she recovers. It is here that Tess discovers that Katharine was about to go forward with her idea, without giving her any credit. But two can play at that game and Tess decides that is she wants to make her name for herself, she must take action. And action is what she takes, by styling herself into the persona of a higher executive. Though a risky move, her smarts and innate mind for business make up her artillery as she mounts her idea to a potential merger. Along the way, she enlists the help of the handsome executive Jack Trainer, who could be very handy in aiding her business plans. The thing is Jack believes that Tess is someone higher up in the job than what she is because she is so convincing with the ins and outs of making deals, and Tess manages to keep her proper status this under wraps though. Along the way, Tess and Jack develop romantic feelings for the other. Tess finds herself on the cusp of closing this deal and winning Jack, but a spanner is put in the works with the return of conniving Katharine.

Mike Nichols has always been a director who I admire, mainly for his perceptive probing of people and his approach to the characters. He infuses Working Girl with a funny surface that chimes well with the personable elements of the story, but like always, he cuts a bit deeper and has a ball dissecting big business in New York and the often ruthless tactics employed in it. Nichols work has a crisp and unobtrusive approach to it, knowing exactly when to use the camera for something different and when to just let things flow effortlessly. A stellar example of his craftsmanship is the opening that circles the Statue of Liberty while following Tess on her journey into the concrete jungle, the feeling of enormity and big dreams is very strong here. You get the best of both worlds with Mike Nichols in the director’s chair; on one hand there is the self-made Cinderella story with oodles of 80’s style and then a witty examination of someone striving to make it big in a cutthroat world of sharks. There are those who will view Working Girl with cynicism for its feel good overtones, mainly stemming from the idea that someone can succeed in this kind of world with simply pluck and intelligence( which I could understand, but don’t think it detracts from the enjoyment of it.) But to think of the film purely like that is to miss the rousing and inspiring nature of it, which will win over even the most dejected and grumpy person, as underdog Tess takes destiny and shapes it for herself. You seriously will find it hard not to laugh, due to the sparkling dialogue from Kevin Wade and screwball tropes that are updated to a world of shoulder pads and big hair, befitting of the 80’s colour and atmosphere. And the romance in the film is thankfully something that doesn’t descend into ridiculousness that could have seriously dragged the film down. In actual fact, it extended the enjoyable factor watching Tess and Jack put their heads together and slowly fall for the other, in a dazzling mix of business and pleasure. Add in parts of significant tension, that can be found as the identity of Tess is frequently nearly revealed, Working Girl is a pleasing winner. Only that it is a tad overlong is an extremely minor blemish on a delightfully mounted and performed comedy that nary puts a foot wrong. Lashings of 80’s glamour cover Working Girl and while it’s easy to scoff at some of the outfits, they actually make a good representation of how clothing makes the person which is something Tess knows all about once her Pygmalion style transformation starts. And no discussion of the film would be worth reading without mentioning the music. Largely based around the rousing Carly Simon song ‘Let the River Run’, the music sweeps you up and brings the feel good to the film in large quantities.

Melanie Griffith is inspired casting for Tess; her airy voice and expressive eyes used perfectly to imbue the part with a strength and occasional vulnerability. Griffith triumphs at making Tess a go-getter who isn’t going to just fall by the wayside and takes events, with a little subterfuge, into her hands and puts her business acumen to good use. You root for the character in her search for something worthwhile and you feel her plucky personality emerge through Griffith’s subtle yet endearing interpretation of the part. And seriously, everyone has to agree that Melanie Griffith looks adorable in this film, right? Harrison Ford contributes an affable and low-key performance as the often bewildered but honest executive, who unwittingly becomes the object of affection for both of the main ladies. Ford is a natural with light comedy and his facial expressions and awkwardness induce many laughs, plus his chemistry with both women is excellent. A tremendous supporting turn from Sigourney Weaver is also worthy of note. Playing the high-powered bitch, Weaver imbues the part with a sly charisma that sucks others in and belies her larcenous and greedy tendencies. Fabulous is the best word to describe Sigourney Weaver here, and even though she is wicked, she makes it looks so devilishly fun through her entertaining portrayal of a grinning shark in a corporate capacity with the shoulder pads to match. Joan Cusack provides countless laughs and wisecracks as the wildly dressed best friend, with nowhere near as much ambition as Tess but a supportive enough outlook for advice and salt of the Earth friendship. Alec Baldwin is here as the ne’er-do-well boyfriend who may be a hunk initially in the eyes of Tess( I mean, does this guy actually own a shirt?) but is a philanderer to put it lightly. In small appearances early in their careers, Oliver Platt and Kevin Spacey catch the eye as a pair of downright sleazy guys.

Sparkling, romantic and amusing, the executive suite comedy of Working Girl makes it a ticket to success and enjoyment from the fantastic Mike Nichols and his cast.

R.I.P John Hurt

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John Hurt

I was deeply saddened to read of the passing of the iconic John Hurt at the age of 77. He was an acting that I highly admired for his presence and of course that gravelly voice. Just looking over his film credits, he was extremely prolific and successful. He really made his mark of cinema and audiences, and I will remember him for that. For me, he was a class act all around and his appearance in movies were always ones I enjoyed. May his soul rest in pace and his wonderful memory live on through his movies.

The Vow

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2010's, Channing Tatum, Jessica Lange, Michael Sucsy, Rachel McAdams, Romance, Sam Neill, Scott Speedman, The Vow

Film Title

The Vow

Director

Michael Sucsy

Starring

• Rachel McAdams as Paige
• Channing Tatum as Leo
• Jessica Lange as Rita Thornton
• Sam Neill as Bill Thornton
• Scott Speedman as Jeremy

The Vow says that it’s inspired by true events, but any hope for something to invest your time in is destroyed by a sappy and schmaltzy approach that hinders just about everything in the film and makes it forgettable. There was a story here, but it just got lost under all of this corniness.

Young married couple Leo and Paige are madly in love and in a very good place where it appears nothing can touch either of them. They are crazy about the other and both are doing well job wise; Leo has recently opened a record studio and Paige, an art student, is currently crafting a sculpture for an important part of her course. But everything takes a sharp turn when they are both injured in a car accident. Leo comes out with only a few bruises, but Paige suffers damage to her brain that she has to be put in a coma. When she does wake up, she can’t remember anything of her time with Leo. It is as if the last five years of her life have been erased and she still believes that she is living in the past. Leo is understandably devastated by this, but being so devoted to Paige he makes it his mission to woo her again. He hopes that this will help her regain her memories and despite the protests from her estranged parents who come back on the scene, he resolves to do whatever he can to get the woman he loves back. This going to be a lot more difficult than he imagined as Paige seems to gravitate more to how she used to be, which includes the reappearance of her ex boyfriend Jeremy. Yet can Leo really win Paige back with his attempts before it is too late for them anymore? Or is any attempt futile for Paige as she is torn between everything she had and what she could have, due to the gaps in her memory?

Michael Sucsy is I’m sure a good director, but his hand isn’t that assured with The Vow. Though having said that, I think most directors would struggle to make this have an ounce of credence. Although inspired by true events, which I’m sure where a lot more dramatic and heartfelt than what was depicted here, The Vow just simply ambles along the rote formula of romance that isn’t the slightest bit credible. If the film makers had kept the film grounded in some feeling of sincere emotion, then The Vow could have been passable. I get that this is a Hollywood version of the story and some of it is bound to be embellished, but I would have preferred a bit more soul to the whole enterprise. Seriously as I’m writing this review, I am struggling to find something memorable in the film, which is proving a losing task as there is nothing really that redeemable. It moves from one cliché to the next within minutes, with barely anything ringing true in my mind. Sure the premise is one that is definitely emotional, but I wasn’t really touched that much by The Vow, only in fleeting moments that I can count on one hand. And it’s so shamelessly manipulative with what it wants you to feel, but even then, it doesn’t induce the misty eyes it strives to elicit. The visuals are bright and glossy which is pleasing enough, but if more attention was given to the story than crass button-pushing, The Vow may have been at least bearable. I found myself wanting something more real and not as predictable as the end result, sticking to the basis of story and not just going for sudsy melodrama might have helped. And not even a sweet score and soundtrack went any way in making this film an easy pill to swallow.

The pairing of Rachel McAdams and Channing Tatum is a nice one, despite the fact the characters are like cardboard cutouts more than people. Both of them are too talented for this sort of film, but try to bring something else. Sadly, that doesn’t come out and even though the chemistry is fine, the writing of the characters undoes any of the attempts made by McAdams or Tatum to make this credible. The blame can’t be put at their door as they at least attempt to salvage the mess, yet the tide of mediocrity from The Vow as a whole is too much against both appealing stars. The same sadly goes for Jessica Lange and Sam Neill, who are both given roles that are one-note to say the least, (that note being nasty and manipulative as Paige’s parents.) Once again, both actors are commendable in their endeavors to save this boring film, but are relegated to underused and not at all given an inch to flex their known skills. I mean, if you are going to hire actors of renown at least give them something to do, that isn’t asking for much is it? Scott Speedman, who has been very good in other movies he’s been in, is also stranded with a role that has no scope, that being the asshole ex of Paige.

So I must say The Vow just wasn’t the film for me. I found myself really disconnecting from it as it walked down the trite road to slush fest.  The story had definite potential, but it never went anywhere for me.

The Help

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2010's, Allison Janney, Bryce Dallas Howard, Drama, Emma Stone, Jessica Chastain, Octavia Spencer, Sissy Spacek, Tate Taylor, The Help, Viola Davis

Film Title

The Help

Director

Tate Taylor

Starring

• Emma Stone as Eugenia “Skeeter” Phelan
• Viola Davis as Aibileen Clark
• Octavia Spencer as Minny Jackson
• Bryce Dallas Howard as Hilly Holbrook
• Jessica Chastain as Celia Foote
• Allison Janney as Charlotte Phelan
• Sissy Spacek as Mrs. Walters

A big-hearted and stirring movie that tackles racism and the efforts of someone to expose it, The Help provides a poignant and affecting film, aided by a superb cast of talented actresses.

Aibileen Clark is a black maid for a family in 1963 Jackson, Mississippi, who has endured great hardships but has largely kept her emotions under wraps as being maid is the only thing she knows and the only form of work she has. She finds company in her friend and fellow maid Minny Jackson, who is sassy and outspoken in comparison to her, but an excellent cook which is why she finds her employment. A friend of the family Aibileen works for, the young and fresh out of university Eugenia “Skeeter” Phelan returns home to pursue a career in writing. Yet in the social circle that Skeeter finds herself in, headed by the utterly vile and extremely racist Hilly Holbrook, she is something of an odd person, mainly due to the fact that she is more interested in writing than finding a boy to marry. After witnessing the prejudice that the black maids suffer on a daily basis from the white families that employ them, Skeeter finds a story to be discovered and written about. She wishes to write something that shows the feelings and opinions of ‘the help’ and expose what they go through. Determined as ever, she first asks Aibileen her thoughts on being a maid, of which Aibileen is apprehensive as she doesn’t want to lose her job for speaking out of turn. Good-natured Skeeter eventually wins Aibileen around with her persuasive tactics as she genuinely cares about what happens and wishes to make some sort of difference to the shocking treatment of black people. But in the climate of racism and prejudice, they must be careful that no one catches on to their plans, especially Hilly. They also recruit Minny, who has a few stories to tell in typically impudent fashion. Their writing and conversations soon lay the ground work for the book, as they skilfully avoid being caught by meeting in secret and quietly getting the opinions of other maids, who were first skeptical about speaking out. As the writing continues, Skeeter’s resolve strengthens until she won’t stop and with growing confidence and support from both Aibileen and Minny, the book is put in successful motion.

Tate Taylor’s direction is well-appointed and rendered with just the right amount of poignancy, that allows the characters to shine brightly and come alive. He does get a bit sidetracked with trying to sometimes be too light, but his direction is handsomely done all the same. There a few times when The Help misses an opportunity to really present the themes it has with more honesty and they get a bit lost in the whole thing, but by and large, it does a pretty commendable job with at least bringing most of it to the attention of viewers. I would have liked a bit more seriousness at various parts in the film, but the largely touching and inspiring story at least made up for that mishap. The Help certainly makes for moving and poignant viewing, as we really feel get to know the characters of Aibileen and Minny and are horrified at the treatment they endure by others, simply because of their skin colour. It is pretty staggering that it wasn’t actually that long ago that things like this happened when you think about it, and even today there is still prejudice in places. Some will say that the film is too glossy to have dramatic impact when it does have significantly moving material that sheds a light on determination to overcome racism. If anything, the bright colours throughout The Help, enable it to be a bit ironic as everything on the surface is nice, but the ugly truth of matters is far from it. The music in The Help is quite a contemplative part of it, with a growing emotion and feeling slowly emerging from the quiet.

Emma Stone is extremely appealing as the heroine and thrust of the narrative. Her Skeeter is a girl of understanding and doggedness, who gradually with gumption takes risks in ensuring that the story is told and recognized as a portrait of the hardships the maids have to deal with. Her bright eyes and quick mouth are also put to good use, with Stone getting some feisty one-liners to dispense to the circle of women she knows and all follow Hilly like loyal sheep. If Stone represents the spirit of the piece, Viola Davis is the beating heart of The Help. Her dignity, integrity and emotions are all projected with such beauty, poise and humanity that you can’t help but be moved and sympathise with. Her face registers so many feelings that dialogue isn’t needed to understand the hardships she has endured and how she has stoically battled away with grace and hope. Davis is a soulful and powerful performer and her work here is nothing short of amazing from start to finish. On scene-stealing form is an Oscar-winning Octavia Spencer, who is delightfully sassy and direct to the point. Her Minny is a character to root for and Spencer’s wit and depth is given fine voice and freedom as Spencer completely owns a lot of the show with her work. Bryce Dallas Howard savours the role of queen bitch Hilly and plays it to the hilt, becoming one nasty piece of work that you just want her to get exactly what she deserves. She reminds one of a cross between a Stepford Wife and a queen bee from high school, all packaged into a horribly vindictive package and realised well by the talented Howard. Jessica Chastain showcases her immense versatility by playing the ditzy but very personable Celia; an ostracized lady who hires Minny and treats her like any normal person would, in a respectful and kind way that isn’t based on prejudice or fear. Chastain imbues the role with a real naive sweetness, along with a complimentary wealth of sadness that makes you want to hug her. Celia is bullied by the disgusting Hilly who sees her as trashy and immature, when in reality she is a lot more likable, open-minded and mature in outlook than anyone thinks. Good support is provided by Allison Janney as Skeeter’s bossy but ill mother and especially Sissy Spacek as the dotty but amusing mother of Hilly.

So while it could have dug deeper into the issues it presents, The Help still ends up being a pleasing and moving drama about taking a chance and growing with courage in letting your voice be heard.

Under the Shadow

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2010's, Avin Manshadi, Babak Anvari, Bobby Naderi, Drama, Foreign Language Film, Horror, Narges Rashidi, Under the Shadow

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Under the Shadow

Director

Babak Anvari

Starring

• Narges Rashidi as Shideh
• Avin Manshadi as Dorsa
• Bobby Naderi as Iraj

Under the Shadow marks the directing debut of Iranian-born Babak Anvari. Drawing on a number of disparate themes and genre tropes, he crafts this eerie horror-drama set in post-revolution, war-torn Iran.

Shideh is a mother living in Tehran in the 80’s as conflict continues between Iraq and Iran. She has been trying to regain a place at university, but due to her past involvement in protests during the revolution, she is turned away from studying to become a doctor. Her husband Iraj, who himself is a trained doctor, attempts to support her, but Shideh is hurt by the rejection and lives in fear of the conflict that is engulfing her and her daughter Dorsa. Her refusal to adhere to many things in her culture also marks her as different, especially in the way people around her view her. Soon after being told that she can’t study, Iraj is called up to the military to serve as a doctor in a particularly under attack area. His absence leaves Shideh looking after young Dorsa all alone. Yet events take a significant turn, in between the runs to shelter and Dorsa developing a fever, a missile that doesn’t explode lands in one of the apartments, coinciding with the death of one of the tenants. After this strange incident that particularly shakes Shideh, peculiar events occur for her and Dorsa. The biggest one is people in her apartment building, who all slowly leave for safety, speak of a Djinn; a spirit brought forth by the wind, that can latch onto people, usually through the taking of a personal object. Shideh simply puts this down to just superstition, but after her daughter talks of seeing something that has stolen her precious doll, things start to get unnerving. With both the threat of death looming large due to the seemingly never-ending war and the possible presence of something unnatural, the worn out Shideh is pushed to the limit as she starts to feel more isolated by the day. As Dorsa becomes more feverish and testing, Shideh is left to decipher whether or not the Djinn is real and after her. Most cases seem to point to something amiss after the missile struck, but can she be sure? In a desperate fight and clinging to her sanity, she fights to protect her daughter and figure out just what is going on around her before whatever it is closes her in.

Under the Shadow may be his full length feature debut, but there are no first movie nerves shown from Babak Anvari, who also wrote the script. The backdrop of the Iran-Iraq War adds a lot of depth and another example of horror. For all the strange and possibly supernatural things happening, the horror of the everyday and the shock of war are just as realised and plausibly frightening. The most compelling part of Under the Shadow is the ambiguity it has going for it. One can look at the film from multiple angles and interpretations. These appear in both the story and what the film is ultimately about, in terms of genre and thematic value. In one way, the movie could be viewed as a woman’s fears of society shackling her for her free-thinking attitude. Or are these strange events that Shideh thinks are related to the malevolent Djinn, just her feelings of anxiety manifesting onto her young and impressionable daughter? Perhaps the missile that landed in the apartment building did bring something sinister with it. We are never given a definitive answer to these questions, which only deepens the impact of Under the Shadow and leaves the viewer seriously chewing the cud. One of the biggest compliments I can give the movie is that I’m certain it will benefit many viewings, that will no doubt uncover things you may have not noticed the first time around. For me the biggest amount of drama and emotion came from the relationship between mother and daughter. With the obvious stress and terror of the war raging on, tensions run high and Dorsa often clashes with her mother; but there is a deep love there that forms the core of Under the Shadow when it gets into the creepy territory of horror and must fight to save her offspring. There is scarcely a moment of complete silence in this film that enables it to become very chilling extremely quickly. Whether it be the wind wailing, static from the radio or the hum of outside, sound is ever-present and menacing too. There is a definite ghostly hum that simmers away in Under the Shadow to creepy effect, almost from the very start.

The acting of Under the Shadow is superb, largely because of how small it is that we get to watch these people act with well-written roles. The striking Narges Rashidi is extremely convincing , resilient and appropriately nuanced as the struggling and free-thinking Shideh, who battles both opposition from others, the terror of war and the prospect of something otherworldly at work. Her face says a thousand things that words can’t and you do feel her struggles in the face of multiple horrors, even when she is being stubborn and get through everything on her own terms that she thinks are the best. Avin Manshadi, as the young girl who appears to have seen the Djinn, is very impressive for someone so young and we want to help her in this time of horror, whatever kind that may be. The bond between the mother and daughter is undoubtedly believable and palpable due to the performances that completely sell their fears and terror in a situation that is unusual and frightening. Bobby Naderi appears briefly as the husband who is then called up to be of medial assistance, but he makes his part good for what small material he is given.

An unusual blend of mother-daughter drama and ghost story, Under the Shadow succeeds on its own spooky and thought-provoking merits, as well as giving us a glimpse of a place and time many of us may be unfamiliar with.

I’m Back

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I'm Back

I know I have returned a few days earlier than planned, but I’m happy to report that the virus has gone. I appreciate everyone being so understanding of my absence and promise to get back into the swing of things again. All I need was a rest and recuperation to get back to myself again. For an idea of how I’m feeling, I’ll let the picture do the talking.

I’m Taking a Short Sabbatical

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Sabbatical

I wanted to let everyone know that I’m taking a short break, probably one of a week, from my blog. This is largely down to a pain the ass virus that I have that can’t take a hint. I never usually blog and fire on all cylinders well when I’m under the weather, so I believe it is wise of me to take this break. Hopefully, I will get better with rest and be back to you all in a week. Hope you all understand and won’t miss me too much.