LFM Reviews Cosmodrama @ Fantasia Fest 2015

By Joe Bendel. They still wear turtlenecks in the future. In fact, the retro-1960s fashion and décor are rather reassuring. The passengers on this exploratory vessel will take their comforts where they may. They do not know where they have come from or where they are going, but at least the canteen is fully stocked in Philippe Fernandez’s boldly philosophical Cosmodrama, which screens today during the 2015 Fantasia International Film Festival in Montreal.

The travelers aboard this generational spaceship have just been awakened from their cryogenic slumber to find they are all suffering from amnesia. They have no idea what they are supposed to be doing, but more or less find their assigned roles through instinct. By far, the Astronomer is the most productive among them. He quickly traces their trajectory and analyzes their apparent destination. To find out where exactly they are headed, he will determine where they have come from, but in this case, he means the point at which life in our universe originated eons ago.

As the Astronomer announces his findings, the Reporter sends them back through space in his dispatches. Everyone seems to acknowledge his research into the very nature of existence should be the focus of their mission, even though the Psysiologist and the Semiologist have had great success teaching a primate to communicate with flashcards. Except for the increasingly erratic Psychologist, everyone settles into their routines fairly smoothly, even when forced to cohabitate with doppelgangers created by time-shifts.

It might take years for Cosmodrama to reach the audience it deserves, but eventually it should be hailed as a classic. Fernandez takes all the familiar science fiction tropes and turns them into a unabashedly cerebral philosophical inquiry. Think of it as the Star Trek episode Umberto Eco and Carl Sagan never collaborated on. It looks just as trippy-groovy as the mildly disappointing Space Station ’76, but it pitches its material at an infinitely higher level. You really need to see it a few times to absorb all the conjecture, but even if it is all gobbledygook, it sounds absolutely convincing.

From "Cosmodrama."

Yet, there are also very strange psychological dramas percolating below the surface. Despite the lack of conventional genre conflicts, there are real stakes involved, as well as some seriously chewy dialogue. Jackie Berroyer is terrific as the Astronomer (and his double), completely selling some heady speculation. Bernard Blancan also makes a compelling everyman as the Reporter, while Sascha Ley further piles on the braininess as the Biologist. If anyone overplays their hand, it is Emmanuel Moynot doing the Full Monty as the Psychologist.

This is genuinely virtuoso filmmaking in the fullest sense. Eventually, Cosmodrama will be a Criterion Collection title and a mainstay on critics’ lists. It is like all the really inspired scientific bits from the last twenty years of SF film and television seamlessly assembled into a mastercut. Very highly recommended, Cosmodrama is a must-see film when it screens tonight (8/3) and tomorrow (8/4), as part of this year’s Fantasia.

LFM GRADE: A+

Posted on August 3rd, 2015 at 5:42pm.

LFM Reviews Tag @ Fantasia Fest 2015

By Joe Bendel. Mitsuko is a sensitive hafu (multi-ethnic, half-Japanese) high school girl, who writes poetry. This makes her an excellent candidate to be the “Final Girl.” Unfortunately, she will be the lone survivor, over and over again. She quickly wearies of the macabre phenomenon in Sion Sono’s genre-defying, reality-problematizing Tag, which screens today during the 2015 Fantasia International Film Festival in Montreal.

It is a beautiful day for a class trip. Unfortunately, some sort of supernaturally malevolent wind will sheer off the top of Mitsuko’s bus, decapitating all of her classmates and adult supervision. This might be the most school girls Sono has killed off in a single swoop since Suicide Club, so you know he will make the gory most of it. Preserved through happenstance, Mitsuko flees in a panic, but her survival instincts force her to dodge the murderous gale.

Soon, Mitsuko stumbles across another all-girls high school, populated with unfamiliar students that all seem to recognize her. The tough-talking ambiguously-yuri-ish Aki takes her under her wing, claiming to be her BFF. Together with Yuki and Sur (short for “surreal”), they ditch their first class for some girl bonding by the lake. Tragically, horrifically apocalyptic events will shake the school during second period. With Aki’s help, Mitsuko will once again survive, but when she reaches town, she discovers she has transformed into Keiko, a twenty-five year-old woman on her wedding day. Considering the lack of men in this world, it is safe to assume the groom is no prince. However, just when things look hopeless, Aki reappears. Yet, that means the process also repeats, transforming the former Mitsuko once again.

Tag is allegedly based on the same Yosuke Yamada novel that inspired the hit Chasing World films and TV show, but even if you have seen the entire Battle Royale-esque franchise, it will not explain anything that happens in Sono’s faithless non-adaptation. It is all Sono and it takes some wild metaphysical twists. This is not your 1980’s dead teenager kind of movie, not by a long shot.

Despite all the bloody mayhem, character counts in Tag. In fact, Erina Mano and the Austrian-Japanese Reina Triendl are rather extraordinary, all things considered, as the third and first manifestations of Mitsuko/Keiko/Izumi. In contrast, poor Mariko Shinoda seems a little overwhelmed by the wedding bedlam, inheriting the character at her most passive. However, if you are looking for transgressive mischief, her Keiko segment is tough to beat. Arguably though, the film really gets its heart from Yuki Sakurai’s career-making work as the fiercely charismatic Aki.

Arguably, we are really living in a golden age for cinema—one in which both Sion Sono and Takashi Miike exist and release new films on a monthly basis. In Sono’s case, Tag is the third of six films scheduled for Japanese release this year. It is also one of his most distinctive, somehow managing to subvert our genre expectations at every turn, while generating a truly massive body count. Very highly recommended for experienced cult cinema connoisseurs, Tag screens tonight (8/3), as part of this year’s Fantasia.

LFM GRADE: A-

Posted on August 3rd, 2015 at 5:42pm.

LFM Reviews Catch Me Daddy

By Joe Bendel. Provincial West Yorkshire is a tough area to find work, but it ought to be the perfect spot to lay low. Unfortunately, it is not far enough off the grid for one Pakistani woman and her Scots boyfriend. When discovered by her family and its hired thugs, they have no other options except desperate flight in Daniel & Matthew Wolfe’s Catch Me Daddy, which opens this Friday in metro Los Angeles.

Maybe Aaron is not the world’s greatest catch, but you cannot question his willingness to commit. By continuing his relationship with Laila, he is knowingly risking his life. As the film opens, he is far stricter when it comes to security than the somewhat in-denial Laila. Of course, his concerns will be vindicated when her brother Zaheer catches her flat-footed in their trailer. She barely escapes in the subsequent struggle, rendezvousing with Aaron in town. Her father’s associates and a pair of Anglo strong arm men follow hot on their heels, looking for any weakness they might exploit.

Rational parents simply endure it as best they can when their daughters get involved with disappointing boyfriends, whereas Muslim fundamentalists, like Laila’s restauranteur father, plot to murder their daughters and their forbidden significant others. These are called “honor crimes,” but there is nothing honorable about them. Although systemically under-reported, the number of recently recorded honor crimes committed in the UK is significant enough for even the BBC to take notice. Not surprisingly, Catch touched a bit of a nerve with British audiences, even though the Wolfe Brothers scrub the film of any references to Islam, leaving viewers with the impression this must be some sort of dark manifestation of Punjabi culture.

On the other hand, the warts-and-all depictions of Laila and Aaron are shrewdly effective. Hardly idealized martyrs for pluralistic tolerance, they are realistically messy and flawed, which is precisely why they do not deserve what lies in store for them. Sameena Jabeen Ahmed’s lead performance is quite remarkable. At times she is almost childlike, yet she must deal with some absolutely horrific realities. As her less showy partner, Connor McCarron does yeoman work, keeping their relationship and the film completely grounded. Gary Lewis also adds some potent vinegar to the film, keeping the audience off balance with his portrayal of Tony the cocaine addicted ruffian, who passes for the voice of reason amongst Laila’s pursuers.

From "Catch Me Daddy."

Catch is a strange film, in that it wants to spotlight the prevalence of honor crimes, but it does not want to address why they happen. Yet, it is hard to completely sweep the 800 pound gorilla under the rug. Indeed, the implications of Laila’s situation speak for themselves, thanks to some extraordinary performances.

It is all wrapped up in a grittily striking package, thanks in large measure to Robbie Ryan, who has already amassed a filmography that suggests he will be one of the few cinematographers whose work will become the stuff of future retrospectives. Catch just might be his best film to date (or at least the equal of Wuthering Heights). He vividly captures the desolation of the Yorkshire moors evoking a sense of moodier, revisionist westerns. It is an aesthetically severe film, but it has considerable merit and great urgency. Highly recommended overall, Catch Me Daddy opens this Friday (8/7) in LA (Beverly Hills) at the Laemmle Music Box and it screens this Saturday (8/8) in Williamsburg at Videology. Also note, a VOD release is scheduled for 9/1 from Oscilloscope Laboratories.

LFM GRADE: B+

Posted on August 3rd, 2015 at 5:42pm.