Mao’s Last Dancer + Asian-American Film Fest

By Joe Bendel. The Chinese government is very protective of its international image.  That is why it is so remarkable Bruce Beresford’s Mao’s Last Dancer was allowed to film there.  [LFM Co-Editor Govindini Murty has covered Mao’s Last Dancer previously in-depth here.]  Evidently, the government “suggested” some revisions to the script once shooting was underway, but according to the press notes, the Australian director categorically disregarded them, even though it jeopardized the entire production.  The centerpiece film of the upcoming Asian American International Film Festival, Dancer is one of several selections that will interest China watchers when the fest kicks off tomorrow night in New York.

Full reviews of Dancer are embargoed until the week of its theatrical release, but expect to hear terms like “crowd pleasing” after its festival screening this Saturday.  The story of ballet dancer Cunxin Li’s defection to America, Dancer depicts the Cultural Revolution as a period when art was debased by ideology.  Madame Mao herself makes an appearance, despite “requests” to the contrary from the Chinese government.  Offering plenty to discuss, look forward to a proper review of Beresford’s film here at Libertas in the near future.

From "Mao's Last Dancer."

Ballet also figures tangentially in Taipei 24H, an anthology film commissioned by Taiwanese Public Television that captures vignettes of life throughout the capitol city during one average but eventful day.  Appropriately, 24H saves its deepest and most accomplished film for last—4:00 AM to be exact.

Featuring renowned Taiwanese auteur Tsai Ming-liang, directed – in a reversal of roles – by his cinematic alter-ego, actor Kang-sheng Lee, Remembrance is deceptively simple. Having sold her business, the proprietress of a late night coffee shop is joined by a regular customer for a final cup of java and to watch a documentary on Luo Man-fei, a Taiwanese ballerina who died of lung cancer – but whose celebrated performance of choreography, shaped by the experiences of Tiananmen Square survivors, still has the power to move the night owls decades later.  Brief but elegant, Remembrance celebrates quiet moments of beauty, and those who inspire them.

Once, rural peasants represented an ideologically privileged class in China.  Today, they mostly lead hardscrabble lives of strife and want, particularly when compared to urban professionals.  It is an iniquity frequently captured by the Digital-Generation of independent Chinese directors, as well as two American-based filmmakers whose stylistically compatible shorts set in China will also screen during AAIFF ‘10.

D-Generation documentaries represent with scrupulous accuracy the living conditions of the unfortunates who exist on the margins of Chinese society.  However, their length and studiously languid aesthetics can try the patience of some audiences.  In contrast, Tani Ikeda’s documentary short Turn of the Harvest is a manageable twelve minutes, but still gives viewers an honest, tactile sense of its subjects’ lives.

A late middle-aged couple works their wheat field, quietly joking between themselves.  The man has a broken finger he has not treated for three weeks.  Yet, outwardly they seem happy.  However, as Ikeda interviews his wife, it becomes clear their relationship is not all it might appear.  Especially painful for her was a decision to relinquish one of the twins she gave birth to, out of economic necessity.  Surprisingly, they choose to give up their son, because boys cost more to raise.

Luo Qian in Chloe Zhao's "Daughters."

Of course, boys tend to be preferred over girls, which accounts for the looming shortage of marriageable women under China’s restrictive family planning.  Take for instance the family of fourteen year year-old Maple in Chloé Zhao’s narrative short Daughters. With a coveted baby boy on the way, her parents suddenly have one daughter too many.  Coldly pragmatic, they see only two options.  Either they foist off her sweet tempered young sister on a distant family member, or they arrange her marriage to a disturbingly old man.  Not surprisingly, such news causes confusion and resentment for the preteen.

Daughters is nine minutes of focused heartbreak, featuring a devastating performance from young Luo Qian as Maple.  Though brief, it is undeniably assured filmmaking, all the more impressive considering it was the NYU alumnus’ second year film.

AAIFF’s centerpiece, Dancer, screens this Saturday (7/17), in advance of its late August opening.  Well worth seeing for Remembrance alone, Taipei 23H screens on Sunday (7/18).  Daughters screens as part of AAIFF’s Oh Family, Where Art Thou? block of shorts this Sunday, while Harvest screens the next day as part of the Untold Stories shorts program.

Posted on July 15th, 2010 at 11:16am.

Werner Herzog Reads Children’s Stories

By David Ross. Who is the mad genius who so thoroughly inhabits the mind (and accent) of Werner Herzog and brings us these marvelous children’s stories, told for the first time with proper attention to their horrifying subtexts — their terrible occlusions?

On a more serious but related note, let me recommend the informative documentary Virginia Lee Burton: A Sense of Place (2008), which tells the story of the author and illustrator of Mike Mulligan and several other classics of children’s literature. Burton was the most inventive artist ever to devote herself exclusively to children’s literature. Her every page is a little cosmos of detail; detail coalesces into pattern; pattern comes alive as rhythm. Among modern American illustrators and cartoonists, only Saul Steinberg more completely transcended his job description and ascended into the sphere of high art (New Yorker subscribers should have a look at Adam Gopnik’s brilliant essay on Steinberg; Updike was another ardent, life-long admirer).

[Editor’s Note: on a related note, LFM Editor Apuzzo recommends Klaus Kinski reading “The Selfish Giant” by Oscar Wilde (auf deutsch) from the 1962 film Der Rote Rausch.]

Posted on July 15th, 2010 at 10:35am.

Hollywood Round-up, 7/14

From "Tron: Legacy."

By Jason Apuzzo.Some creative heavy-hitters are working behind the scenes to get Tron: Legacy over the finish line. The list includes David Fincher, and now Pixar’s legendary John Lasseter and Ed Catmull.  [See here for more details.]  At this point I’m  giving free reign to optimism over this project – which is a rarity, believe me.

Peter Jackson has begun casting The Hobbit, which should be a short process.

The trailer for M. Night Shyamalan’s Devil just went live. It’s quite chilling and effective – really much more what he should be doing, instead of this Last Airbender nonsense.  It’s the second excellent trailer of the summer after the one for J.J. Abrams’ Super 8.

• Could the unthinkable happen?  Could Tom Cruise actually be dropped from the next installment of the Mission: Impossible franchise? Hollywood Reporter asks the question, as Knight and Day brings in tepid overseas numbers and the bell begins to toll for Tom’s career …

Married.

Captain America will be getting a 3D conversion once it’s done. Is that actually good or bad for buzz?  What does it say about the filmmakers’ confidence in what they’re doing?  One smart thing Nolan did with Inception was avoid this increasingly tacky conversion trend.  [The Iron Man 2 team avoided it, as well.]  Real filmmakers don’t need it.  LFM recommends: shoot 3D-native or don’t bother with 3D at all.

New Piranha 3D footage is too intense to even be debuted at Comic-Con. In other words, don’t be eating a hot dog when you see it.  Lobster Newburg probably OK, though.

• AND IN TODAY’S MOST IMPORTANT NEWS … Penelope Cruz and Javier Bardem just got married, and have our congratulations – so long as they abstain from Woody Allen films going forward.  Btw, could Spain be any hotter right now?

And that’s what’s happening today in the wonderful world of Hollywood …

P.S. from Govindini – Happy Bastille Day to all our French readers!

Posted on July 14th, 2010 at 4:08pm.

Rex Reed Demolishes Inception

Expensive gibberish?

By Jason Apuzzo. As I mentioned several days ago, critical tongues are starting to loosen on Inception, as at least a few sensible critics are starting to call the film what it actually is … which I will be telling you more about later this week.

The latest evisceration of Inception (coming right on the heels of David Edelstein’s much-discussed attack on the film) comes from the marvelous Rex Reed today, writing in The New York Observer.  Reed’s review is a delightful, witty take-down that more or less encapsulates my own view of Nolan’s work – which is essentially that his films are always less than they seem, not more.

So what’s going on here?  Why has it taken so long for serious film writers to begin evincing skepticism toward Christopher Nolan’s work?  The reason is fairly simple: many critics were taken aback a few years ago when Nolan’s The Dark Knight did as well as it did, and are now trying to be ahead of the curve.  Or another way of putting it: a lot of critics don’t want to be on the wrong side of fanboys.  We have no such fears here.

Allow me to quote extensively from Mr. Reed’s artful and acerbic demolition of the much-indulged Nolan:

At the movies, incomprehensible gibberish has become a way of life, but it usually takes time before it’s clear that a movie really stinks.  Inception, Christopher Nolan’s latest assault on rational coherence, wastes no time. It cuts straight to the chase that leads to the junkpile without passing go, although before it drags its sorry butt to a merciful finale, you’ll be desperately in need of a “Get Out of Jail Free” card.

Writer-director Nolan is an elegant Hollywood hack from London whose movies are a colossal waste of time, money and I.Q. points. “Elegant” because his work always has a crisp use of color, shading and shadows, and “hack” because he always takes an expensive germ of an idea, reduces it to a series of cheap gimmicks and shreds it through a Cuisinart until it looks and sounds like every other incoherent empty B-movie made by people who haven’t got a clue about plot, character development or narrative trajectory.

Like other Christopher Nolan head scratchers-the brainless Memento, the perilously inert Insomnia, the contrived illusionist thriller The Prestige, the idiotic Batman Begins and the mechanical, maniacally baffling and laughably overrated The Dark Knight – this latest deadly exercise in smart-aleck filmmaking without purpose from Mr. Nolan’s scrambled eggs for brains makes no sense whatsoever. Is it clear that I have consistently hated his movies without exception, and I have yet to see one of them that makes one lick of sense. It’s difficult to believe he didn’t also write, direct and produce the unthinkable Synecdoche, New York. But as usual, like bottom feeder Charlie Kaufman, Mr. Nolan’s reputation as an arrogant maverick draws a first-rate cast of players, none of whom have an inkling of what they’re doing or what this movie is about in the first place, and all of whom have been seen to better advantage elsewhere.

I’d like to tell you just how bad Inception really is, but since it is barely even remotely lucid, no sane description is possible … Through the use of computer-generated effects, buildings fold like cardboard containers, cars drive upside down and the only way you can wake up within the dream is death. None of this prattling drivel adds up to one iota of cogent or convincing logic. You never know who anyone is, what their goals are, who they work for or what they’re doing. Since there’s nothing to act, the cast doesn’t even bother. It’s the easiest kind of movie to make, because all you have to do is strike poses and change expressions. …

Inception is the kind of pretentious perplexity in which one or two reels could be mischievously transposed, or even projected backward, and nobody would know the difference. It’s pretty much what we’ve come to expect from summer movies in general and Christopher Nolan movies in particular, but I keep wondering: Can he do anything of more lasting value? He’s got vision, but creating jigsaw puzzles nobody can figure out and using actors as puppets who say idiotic things, dwarfed by sets like sliding Tinker Toys, doesn’t seem like much of an accomplishment to me.

I’ll be weighing-in on Inception myself later in the week, but this will do for now.

Posted on July 14th, 2010 at 2:48pm.

New Film The 3rd Letter: Is this the Future of Health Care?

By Jason Apuzzo. Lately we’ve been showing you some exciting new indie sci-fi films (see here, here and here), several of which were crowd-funded, that show how new advances in visual FX are drastically expanding the imaginative possibilities of independent filmmaking.  We’ve also discussed how these films can not only dazzle us visually, but engage contemporary social anxieties associated with war and invasion.

Today we want to tell you about another exciting project called The 3rd Letter (see the film’s trailer above) from acclaimed filmmaker and ILM visual FX artist Grzegorz Jonkajtys.  [Jonkajtys’ recent ILM credits include Pan’s Labyrinth, The Mist and Terminator: Salvation.]  Jonkajtys had an extraordinary short film called “Ark” shown at Cannes at few years ago.  The film turned a lot of heads, and now he’s hooked up with producer/co-writer Philip Bastiaan Koch on The 3rd Letter (originally titled “36 Stairs”), an extravagant-looking, 15 minute short film that’s apparently about to hit the festival circuit hard.

The 3rd Letter takes place in a dystopian future in which human beings depend on bio-mechanical alterations in order to withstand the detriorating climate.  [Shades of BP?]  Set against a polluted, megalopolis world, the tragic tale of Jeffrey Brief (Rodrigo Lopresti) unfolds.  When faced with the imminent loss of his health insurance, Brief unwittingly unravels a dark truth (involving population control – shades of Soylent Green?) that apparently pushes him to extreme measures …

Here’s some of what Jonkajtys says about his film in a recent interview:

Tell us how you designed this distinctive dystopian world. It looks like a bureaucratic nightmare – like something out of 1984 or THE TRIAL.

I wanted to bring certain aspects of what’s happening in the contemporary society and push it a bit further. The world Jeffrey, the main character, lives in is not set in any particular time or place. We will see a lot of stylistically and periodically mismatched designs, equipments and architecture. With this approach, on an extremely limited budget, it’s easier to find the props and sets rather than build everything from scratch. Plus, it serves the story, creating a kind of conglomerate of periodical and modern elements. Jeffrey’s haircut and clothing (designed by Gus Harput) is very much inspired by Winston’s character from the film 1984.

Of course, the movie is also very relevant. It deals with things like the health insurance industry. How do you avoid becoming too preachy?

The movie is all about Jeffery’s case. The most important aspect of the story is how he will react in the situation he has found himself in – what his choice will be. The insurance situation is only a setting that serves this story. I think it’s good that it is so relevant. More people can relate to it.

It’s not clear to me precisely what the nature of the film’s social critique is regarding the health industry and/or government controls.  Basically the film looks like classic sci-fi dystopia stuff.  Suffice it to say that since government and the private insurance industry are slowly merging into one, creating what is almost sure to be a ‘dystopian’ situation – with freedom and individual consumer choice evaporating into thin air – this film certainly appears grounded in what we’re going through today.

Our future health care bureaucracies?

Visually The 3rd Letter looks completely fabulous, very much in keeping with Jonkajtys’ prior work (I’m also a fan of his short “Legacy”).  The film was shot on a Canon EOS 5D Mark II, and the VFX shots really expand out the film’s world, considering that it was apparently just shot around Jonkajtys’ basement and a few practical locations.  I’d also like to note, again, that this ambitious-looking project was at least in part crowd-funded (see the film’s Kickstarter page, with a reported 47 backers providing the film’s modest $7K budget).

I’ve been up to ILM a few times to visit, but never had the pleasure of meeting Grzegorz.  From what I read about him, his family – he originally comes from Poland – seems to have had some terrible encounters with communism and fascism.  His father was apparently deported to Kazakhstan in 1940 with his family after the Nazi invasion.  His grandfather was also apparently arrested by the Soviet military police, and never heard from again.  I can only imagine that these sorts of emotional, family experiences would sharpen Jonkajtys’ perspective on the benefits of freedom.

We wish him the very best with this project.  You can follow the film’s progress on its Facebook page.

Posted on July 14th, 2010 at 11:26am.

Hollywood Round-up, 7/13

By Jason Apuzzo. Iron Man 2 will be available on DVD, Blu-ray and digital download on September 28th. Has anybody watched Iron Man yet on an iPad?  Just curious as to what that would be like.  Does Gwyneth Paltrow actually become likeable that way?  Is there an app for that?

It looks like Despicable Me will be getting a sequel (Even More Despicable?  Utterly Deplorable Me?), after that film’s big opening weekend.  Just ask Pixar or Dreamworks – children’s animation represents the ultimate gold mine right now for any studio.  And now, if perhaps a few more movies could be made for we adults in the audience …

Helena Mattsson.

• More lukewarm reviews coming out now about Inception.  Here’s one from influential blogger Eric Kohn. Money quote: “Inception bucks any sort of lasting emotional impact in favor of brainteasers. It’s awesome, sure, but also a bit cold.”  No surprises here.  This has been Nolan’s problem all along – among others.  I’ll be weighing-in more about all this soon.

A “sex scene” may appear in the extended cut of Avatar that arrives in theaters in August. It’s bad enough that Julia Roberts and James Franco just did a sex scene together.  Do we really need this?

• Industry watchers are asking (see here and here) whether Mel Gibson can survive his latest scandal.  This is becoming an increasingly practical problem because of all the projects Gibson is tied in to.  Most people don’t know, for example, that Gibson currently owns the film adaptation rights to the great Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451.  See here what Ray has to say about that …

• AND IN TODAY’S MOST IMPORTANT NEWS … Helena Mattsson has been cast as a “statuesque, educated, ice cold and lethal … 6-foot blond assassin” in the new film Guns, Girls and Gambling starring Christian Slater and Gary Oldman.  And since all of us have a few statuesque, educated, ice cold and lethal 6-foot blond assassins in our lives, I hope she does justice to the part.

And that’s what’s happening today in the wonderful world of Hollywood …

Posted on July 13th, 2010 at 1:10pm.