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Was that apartment in "Manhattan"?

Near the beginning of Woody Allen’s new film, Whatever Works, in the scene when Boris talks to his first wife at 4am, the spiral staircase reminded me of the apartment in Manhattan (0:10:45-0:12:20) in which Isaac and Tracy (Woody Allen and Mariel Hemingway) have a long conversation about their relationship in an apartment which also features a spiral staircase.

The two scenes are shot very differently: Whatever Works has a moving camera with various different angles; Manhattan has a single, static long take in long-shot.

Did anyone else make this connection? I thought at first it might be the same apartment, but now I don’t think it is.

Manhattan (1979)

Update: OK, so it’s not the same staircase. Compare image below.

Whatever Works (2009)



Starship Troopers CGI

Tonight was spent watching Starship Troopers, with the lovely Denise Richards, Casper Van Dien, Dina Meyer and a bunch of others (who cares hey?). Why I hear you scream, well I got bored of the program that was on about Hiroshima…

Just to clear that opening sentence up a bit, Denise Richards plays one of the main parts in the film, I didn’t mean that I was watching it with her. That would have been ace, but unlikely, unless she is reading this and would like to sort something out?

One thing which interested me was a comment from someone I was watching it with, they said that the CGI was terrible and having not seen the film before assumed that it had been carried on the strength of its CGI in the past rather than the story. I actually think the CGI is pretty impressive, the Spaceships are damn cool, and the Insects are pretty advanced. Especially the landscape scenes where there are thousands of Insects attacking all with separate motion patterns.

More importantly, back to Denise Richards, I looked up her IMDB earlier, and apparently has a film out late last year called ‘Deep In The Valley’. Now on hearing this you assume Welsh Porno, which doesn’t appear to be too far off the mark. Denise plays someone called Autumn Bliss, pornstar much? Off to Blockbusters I think…

Avatar, Review

Avatar Movie Poster Much has been written about Avatar since it was released in mid-December. It has become the most commercially successful film of all time, it has made 3D a serious component for the future of cinema, it has raised the bar on special effects, it has proven that human actors are not essential to making a film, and it has also illustrated that when it comes to CGI there are no limits on the imagination. I have to admit I held off watching it at the cinema for some time for the following reasons a) when a film is such a big blockbuster I like to wait for it to settle down as I hate cinemas crammed with teenagers, b) I hate to feel I am being controlled by Hollywood hype (I can make my own decisions thank you very much), and c) I resented the £11 I was being expected to pay to see it in a run-of-the-mill cinema (this is not justified by the cost of the glasses as they were handed back in after the film). When something becomes so successful there does come a point when you feel like you have to give in and see what the fuss is about, even so you can end up hating it and setting yourself apart from everybody else.


I will put my hands up and say it is a visually impressive film. Cameron’s team of CGI experts have brilliantly created a new world, Pandora, and a believable race in the Na’vi. It took some time to get used to the depth and new dimensions 3D provides but it makes the viewer feel they are entirely in the film (considering 3D would be difficult to pirate, I imagine it will be the saviour of the film industry). The direction is typical Cameron – despite the rather slow preliminaries, the action is pretty much full-throttle in the same way as his other films such as Aliens (1986), Terminator (1984) and Terminator 2 (1991), as well as Titanic (1997) when the iceberg finally hits. The battle scenes are pretty thrilling and as a viewer you are on the edge of your seat the whole time. It is directed with real panache and despite some hammy acting, Sigourney Weaver and Sam Worthington manage to keep the audience engaged in the human story as well as the quest to get to know the Na’vi people and eventually help them to save their habitat.



Having said that, this is not the masterpiece many critics have been raving about. As with Titanic, the script – written again by Cameron– is pretty poor, being the type of script one expects from a very young film student. The lines are often clunky and not believable – there was an audible groan in the cinema when Stephen Lang, as the George Bush inspired Colonel Miles Quaritch, says before the battle “We will fight terror with terror” making a pretty crass parallel with current politics, and the line “You’re not the only one with a gun, bitch” spoken by the helicopter pilot which echoes the famous Aliens line “Get away from her you bitch”. The film also relies on a big no-no in film – narration by the principal character to explain to ‘stupid audiences’ what’s going on (totally unnecessary in this film). The characters are crudely fleshed-out, being caricaturised – Sigourney Weaver as the pushy scientist, Giovanni Ribisi as the corporate administrator with a moral void, Michelle Rodriguez as the butch helicopter pilot (calling to mind Jenette Goldstein as Private Jenette Vasquez in Aliens), and Sam Worthington as the meathead with a heart who overcomes his disability to lead the Na’vi to battle.



That’s not the only problem. The story is rather weak – pulling from so many different sources the audience leaves feeling they have seen this film before (it is a composite of so many others films but dressed up differently). Not only does Cameron self-reference throughout, from Aliens to Titanic (the love story between Sam and one of the Na’vi people is Jack and Rose in blue alien clothing), but also his Terminator films and the 1989 sci-fi The Abyss. It also steals wholesale from films such as Dances With Wolves (1990), FernGully: The Last Rainforest (1992), Watership Down (1978), all the Star Wars films and even Pocahontas (1995). Although the world created is original, the plot is older than time itself.  Even James Horner sounds like he is treading water borrowing heavily from his Titanic film score. The truth is much of the early part of the film could have been nicely cut down and the thrill-ride of the action sequences made to work on their own, much like the very lean Aliens film. At 162 minutes this film is just too long.



Avatar is akin to the original Star Wars trilogy. Everyone was so wowed by the effects that they overlooked the terrible dialogue and clunky plots. Stars Wars, much as I suspect Avatar will, moved cinema forward in terms of special effects and the idea of a movie as an ‘event’. Avatar will be notable for doing the same – its major triumph is completely changing the experience of movie watching and has set the bar very highly for blockbusters of its type in the future. But in time I think people will, like Titanic and Star Wars, recognise that it’s not quite the platinum-coated classic movie everyone is claiming it to be. Oscar winner? Give it to a film that really deserves it.


Official Website for Avatar

ickleReviews

Since Sunday 12 September 2004, I’ve been reviewing every film I see at the cinema, on video or DVD, and on TV. The reviews are supposed to be “ickle”: small and easy to digest, giving you just enough about the film to help you decide whether or not you want to see it. Sometimes the reviews are very short, so if you’d like me to expand any of them, let me know by email and I’ll add to it.

Update (Tuesday 5 January 2010): I haven’t reviewed any films since Brüno (in a vain attempt to streamline my life and get on with my DPhil without unnecessary clutter) but I’ve still added these films to this list and given them a rating. These are the films without hyperlinks, such as The Boondock Saints.

Update (Monday 11 January 2010): I’m now going to try reviewing films within Twitter’s limit of 140 characters, starting with The Road.

ickleRatings explained:
* a must-see: miss this and you’re a damn fool
+ pooty good: a fair crack of the whip
= so-so: won’t give you rabies, but don’t break a leg to see it
- stinks royally: avoid like the plague

A
Adventureland +
Afghan Star =
Aileen: Life and Death of a Serial Killer =
AKA =
Alexander -
Alice +
Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore +
Amores perros =
Annie Hall *
L’Argent +
The Assassination of Richard Nixon =
Avatar +

B
Bad Education =
Bananas =
Band of Brothers *
Batman Begins -
The Beat That My Heart Skipped (aka De battre mon coeur s’est arrete) =
Before Sunrise *
Before Sunset *
Be Kind Rewind -
Bend It Like Beckham =
The Bicycle Thieves (aka Ladri di biciclette) *
Bigger Stronger Faster* +
The Blind Side +
Bloom =
Blow Out +
Blow-Up =
Blue Blood +
The Boondock Saints =
Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan +
The Bourne Identity +
The Bourne Supremacy +
The Bourne Ultimatum +
Bowling for Columbine +
Breaking the Waves =
Brick +
Broadway Danny Rose =
Broken Flowers +
Brokeback Mountain =
Brüno =
A Bug’s Life =
Bugsy Malone +
Bullets Over Broadway +
Butterfly on a Wheel =

C
Capote =
Casino Royale +
Cassandra’s Dream =
CGI-brows =
Chariots of Fire =
Chinatown =
Chocolat +
A Christmas Story +
City Slickers -
Closer (cinema) +
Closer (DVD) +
A Cock and Bull Story +
Coffee and Cigarettes =
Cold Mountain =
Collateral +
The Color of Money =
Contact =
Control Room =
The Conversation =
Cookie’s Fortune =
The Cooler =
Coraline =
The Corporation =
Crash (cinema) =
Crash (DVD) +
Crimes and Misdemeanors +
C.S.A.: The Confederate States of America -
The Curse of the Jade Scorpion +

D
Day & Night (3D) +
Dead Poets Society +
Dean Spanley =
Death Proof +
Deconstructing Harry +
Deep Throat =
The Departed =
Derailroaded +
The Devil’s Advocate =
Die Another Day =
DiG! +
Diner +
District 9 +
Documentary: The Margins of Reality -
Dog Altogether +
Dogville *
Donnie Brasco =
Donnie Darko +
Donnie Darko: The Director’s Cut +
Double Indemnity +
Down by Law =
Downfall +
Drugstore Cowboy =
Dylan Moran: Monster =

E
Eastern Promises =
Easy Riders, Raging Bulls +
Eddie Murphy Raw +
Eddie Izzard: Unrepeatable +
An Education +
End of the Century: The Story of the Ramones =
An Englishman Abroad =
Enron: The Smartest Guys in the Room +
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind +
Être et avoir +
Every Little Thing (aka La Moindre des choses) =
Everyone Says I Love You +
Everything in This Country Must +
Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex* But Were Afraid to Ask =

F
Fargo +
Fast Food Nation +
Festival Express (cinema) *
Festival Express (DVD) *
50 First Dates =
Fight Club +
Finding Forrester =
Finding Neverland =
5×2 +
500 Days of Summer =
Flags of Our Fathers =
Following James Joyce, Dublin to Buffalo +
The Football Factory =
Forrest Gump +
The 40 Year Old Virgin +
Frankie and Johnny +
Frankie Boyle Live +
Frankie Howerd on Campus –
Friday Night Lights +
Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe *

G
Garden State (cinema) +
Garden State (DVD) +
Gerry =
The Godfather: Part II +
Gonzo: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson -
Good Bye Lenin! +
The Good, the Bad and the Ugly +
The Good Girl =
Good Night, and Good Luck. +
Good Will Hunting +
A Good Woman -
Googlewhack Adventure +
Gosford Park *
The Great Global Warming Swindle +
A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints +

H
Hallam Foe +
Handkerchief Drill +
Hannah and Her Sisters +
Happy-Go-Lucky +
Harold and Maude +
Hearts and Minds +
Heat =
Hero =
He’s Just Not That Into You -
Hidden (aka Cache) +
Hillsborough =
The History Boys *
The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy =
Hollywood Ending =
Hostel =
Hot Fuzz =
House of Flying Daggers =
The Hurt Locker +
Husbands and Wives =

I
Igby Goes Down =
I Heart Huckabees =
In Bruges +
Inception +
An Inconvenient Truth +
The Incredibles =
Inside Deep Throat =
The Interpreter -
In the Land of the Deaf (aka Le Pays des sourds) *
Invictus =
Iris =

J
Jarhead =
Jericho Days =
Jesus Camp +

K
The King of Comedy +
Kinsey -
Knocked Up +
Kolja (aka Kolya) +

L
Lady Chatterley +
Last Days +
The Last King of Scotland +
The Last of the First =
Letters from Iwo Jima +
Letter to Brezhnev =
The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou =
Life Is Beautiful (aka La Vita è bella) +
Little Miss Sunshine +
The Lives of Others (aka Das Leben der Anderen) *
Local Hero =
The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner =
Looking for Eric +
Loose Change: 2nd Edition =
Love and Death =

M
Manhattan *
Manhattan Murder Mystery =
Man on Wire +
March of the Penguins +
The Mark of Cain =
Match Point (cinema) +
Match Point (DVD) +
Mayor of the Sunset Strip =
Me and You and Everyone We Know +
Meet the Fockers -
Melinda and Melinda +
Memento *
The Merchant of Venice =
Micmacs (aka Micmacs à tire-larigot) +
A Midsummer Night’s Sex Comedy =
Mighty Aphrodite +
A Mighty Wind =
The Mirror -
Monster =
Moon +
Moonlight Mile *
The Motorcycle Diaries =
Murderball +
The Muse =

N
Napoleon Dynamite =
Network +
New York Doll +
9 Songs =
9th Company +
No Direction Home: Bob Dylan +
Nora +
Nowhere Boy +

O
Office Space +
On a Clear Day =
Once Upon a Time in America =
One Day in September +
Operator +
Overlord *

P
The Panic in Needle Park =
Partly Cloudy +
The Passion of the Christ -
Paul Weller: Studio 150 =
Phone Booth +
Pierrepoint (cinema) +
Pierrepoint (DVD) +
Play It Again, Sam =
The Poseidon Adventure -
A Prairie Home Companion *
Precious: Based on the Novel Push by Sapphire +
The Princess and the Frog +
The Producers =
The Program =
Proof =
A Prophet (aka Un prophète) +
Punk’s Not Dead +
The Purple Rose of Cairo +

Q
Quick Change =

R
Radio Days =
Red Lights (aka Feux Rouges) +
Red Road +
Remember the Titans +
Rize +
The Road +
Rocky Road to Dublin =
Roger & Me +
Roger Dodger =
Romanzo criminale =

S
Saw =
A Scanner Darkly +
Scent of a Woman =
Scoop +
Sea of Love =
Secretary =
Shadows and Fog =
The Shining +
Shrek the Third =
Sicko +
Sideways =
Silent Shakespeare =
Silver City =
The Simpsons Movie +
Sin City +
Sin Nombre +
16 Blocks =
Sleeper =
Sleepless in Seattle =
Small Time Crooks =
Some Like It Hot =
Somersault +
Somers Town +
Spellbound +
Stardust Memories -
Starsky & Hutch =
The Stone Tape -
Strictly Ballroom =
Style Wars +
subUrbia =
Super Size Me (cinema) =
Super Size Me (TV) =
Sweet and Lowdown =
Swingers +
Synecdoche, New York +

T
Take the Money and Run =
The Terminal =
Thank You for Smoking +
The Thin Blue Line +
37 Uses for a Dead Sheep =
This Is England *
This Is Spinal Tap =
This Sporting Life =
Toy Story 3 (3D) +
Traffic =
True Stories: Biggie and Tupac =
Tsotsi +
2001: A Space Odyssey *

U
United 93 +
Up (2D) *
Up in the Air +
The U.S. vs. John Lennon +

V
Vicky Cristina Barcelona +

W
Wag the Dog +
Waking Life +
Walk the Line -
Wallace & Gromit in The Curse of the Were-Rabbit +
WALL·E +
The War Room +
We Are Marshall =
Wedding Crashers =
Whatever Works +
What’s New, Pussycat -
What’s Up, Tiger Lily? =
When Harry Met Sally… *
When the Levees Broke: A Requiem in Four Acts +
When We Were Kings =
Wide Sargasso Sea =
The Wind That Shakes the Barley +
The Woodsman =
World Trade Center -

X
X-Men =

Y
You’ve Got Mail =

Z
Zelig =
Zoolander =



Chéri, Review

CheriOne of my all time favourite films is Dangerous Liaisons (1988), so it is no wonder that I would fall in love with Chéri (2009) considering it reunites three of the principal people involved with the former film – Stephen Frears directing, Christopher Hampton writing, and Michelle Pfeiffer taking centre stage. Both films are adaptations of famous novels – Les Liaisons Dangereuses by Choderlos de Laclos and Chéri and La Fin de Chéri by Colette – and both mark a script writing triumph for Christopher Hampton in adapting them so successfully for the screen, crackling as they do with brilliant humour and acerbic one liners. Both films are incredibly sumptuous and beautiful to look at, with elegant Art Nouveau sets and astonishing costumes recreating Belle Époque Paris in much the same way as Liasions recreated the ostentation of the Ancien Régime. And both films are very much concerned with seduction and sex and love, but the heart of Chéri is far less cold and cruel and wicked than its chillier counterpart. This film is much more about matters of the heart than the games played by the opposite sex.

Chéri is about a love affair between an aged courtesan, Léa de Lonval, and the wealthy son of one of her courtesan friends, Fred ‘Chéri’ Peloux. The two fall in love and spend six long happy years together until Chéri’s mother, Charlotte, arranges his marriage to a young girl of great fortune. At first both lovers seem reconciled to the fact – he must be married and she must relinquish him, but when he travels to Italy on his honeymoon and she flees to Biarritz where she embarks on a half-hearted affair with a young man, they both realise that they were in love and are now hopelessly miserable. When Chéri returns to Paris he finds Léa has gone, and leaves his wife and moves into a hotel refusing to go home. On hearing this, and suspecting a divorce, Léa quickly returns to Paris and the lovers reunite. They spend the night together, but alas the happy ending everyone wants does not come about and the denouement is heart wrenchingly sad. Funnily enough, the last scene of Léa looking sadly into the mirror on her vanity table echoes the final scene in Dangerous Liaisons as the Marquise de Merteuil looks into her oval mirror and takes off her ‘mask’ – there is the same bitterness and disappointment.

Chéri is a wonderful film, full of the most delightful period detail and a script that very much captures the spirit of Colette’s sharp dialogue and her authorial voice. The acting is really quite exceptional, especially Michelle Pfeiffer who really manages to portray nonchalance in attempt to cover up hurt and suffering by her lover’s actions, whilst at the same time not shying away from close ups that reveal a face which has been allowed to age naturally. Rupert Friend is perfect as the petulant Chéri – beautiful to look at and suffering from the greatest of French afflictions – ennui. Kathy Bates is hilarious as Chéri’s mother, a bawdy character full of mirth and raucous laughter. One of the delights of the film though is its score by Alexandre Desplat (who seems to be the composer of the hour having recently scored Twilight: New Moon, Coco Before Chanel, and Fantastic Mr. Fox) which references everything from Debussy to Gershwin to Cabaret music and jazz whilst at the same time still possessing a modern, almost electronic feel. Stephen Frear’s direction is brisk and restrained, so that the story doesn’t ever feel pondering or saggy. Although not the huge critical and commercial success of Dangerous Liaisons, Chéri is definitely worth a look as a rather delightful companion piece to its more successful sibling. 

Official Website of Chéri

Rachel Getting Married, Review

Rachel Getting Married As I continue to catch up on all the good films released this year, I remembered one film I had greatly regretted not seeing at the cinema was Rachel Getting Married. Firstly I am a huge fan of Anne Hathaway – she is classy and talented in a way few actresses in Hollywood are these days. I was also attracted to the storyline – black sheep of the family, drug addict, and general all-round fuck-up Kim returns home like the prodigal daughter to attend her sister’s wedding. Cue lots of filial nastiness, lots of tension, and cringey moments of self-recognition. I am generally curious to see any film in which the central protagonist receives an Oscar nomination, but it is also nice to see Anne Hathaway play someone completely different and outside of her usual range – and she really does not disappointment with her depiction of Kim, imbuing her with an edgy and often unlikeable quality whilst at the same time offering a sense of vulnerability which makes the audience intensely dislike her and then slowly feel sympathy for her as she reveals her dark past.


The script comes courtesy of Jenny Lumet (Sidney Lumet’s daughter) and is crackling with vicious put downs and crackling dialogue which really captures the underlying resentments that exist in families who have spent their whole lives together. The scenes when Kim returns home for the first time are really well-observed and accurately portray the awkwardness of being an adult returning to a childhood home. But there is a dark heart to this family’s dysfunction, one that I won’t reveal here, which inevitability intensifies the heat between the various family members but in many ways also humanises Kim and makes the audience feel sorry for her towards the end of the film. From this there are scenes charged with genuine emotion, one brilliantly so between Kim and her mother (played with cool detachment by Debra Winger) in which both actors manage to allow these resentments to bubble until they both explode at each other – believe me, it is a horrifyingly nasty argument.



Jonathan Demme – who most people know as the director behind The Silence of the Lambs (1991) and Philadelphia (993) – does a great job of maintaining a ‘home movie’ like realism to the piece so that often you feel as though a wedding guest is behind the camera. The main problem with this approach however is that there are some scenes – namely the wedding rehearsal and the post-wedding celebrations – which are over long and really don’t drive the narrative forward. Though Demme goes for this home movie approach in the look of the film, he might have thought better once in the editing suite. Any scene that doesn’t serve the story in my eyes is completely superfluous and as a result some of the tension and pacing is lost. However, these are minor quibbles. The acting by all of the principals is really astonishing – looking at times as though completely improvised and realistic. For a well-made film about family dysfunction, look no further than Rachel Getting Married.


Official Website of Rachel Getting Married

An Englishman in New York, Trailer

An Englishman in New York is a new biopic about writer and raconteur Quentin Crisp, and is a follow-up of sorts to the wildly successful television adaptation of the book of the same name, The Naked Civil Servant (1975). Both films feature John Hurt as Quentin Crisp, a brilliant actor who somehow manages to completely inhabit the spirit of Crisp and look almost identical to him. The new film follows Crisp’s last decades in New York as he enjoys the international acclaim that his books and subsequent television adaptations of his work have brought him, and promises to be as fine as its predecessor. It will be shown on both UK and US TV around Christmas, and will be released on DVD in the UK only.

Moon, Film Review

Moon Movie I have finally found time to start catching up with some films that came out this year that I was just too busy to get to the cinema to watch, and Moon is one of them. I am a really big fan of intelligent sci-fi films that, although set in the future or space, say something about humanity or the nature of our existence (genre films like sci-fi and horror are perhaps the only cinematic spaces where this discourse still happens). Previous examples of this type of film are Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) – which is the undisputed forefather of this kind of film – Silent Running (1972), Alien (1979), Blade Runner(1982), and Solaris (both the Tarkovsky original from 1972 and the Steven Soderbergh version in 2002). It is really the latter film which Moon takes many of its visual cues and its use of psychological drama, but the film really has something new and unexpected to say within the genre. It is a bold and innovative film, written and directed by new comer Duncan Jones (the son of David Bowie, though I mention that merely as a piece of trivia rather than to undermine the film by accusations of nepotism).


The film concerns Sam Bell (brilliantly played by Sam Rockwell), the only employee of a space station located on the Moon where a large corporation is mining rock energised by the sun to help the energy crisis back on earth. His task is simple – make sure all the many aspects of the station work well during his three year contract and then he gets to go back home to see his wife and daughter. With two weeks to go, strange things start to happen – Sam starts to see things, and after he crashes his moon buggy his whole world turns on its head. To say anything more would completely ruin one of the central aspects of the film, but all I will say is that it takes the viewer wholly by surprise (though admittedly I did pre-empt it) and takes the audience in a totally new direction. What is really well-executed about this film is that what would be called the ‘twist’ is done in such a natural, unselfconscious way (without the film parading how clever it is) and leaves the audience amazed and confused until they fully comprehend what is going on. It is a master stroke and Duncan Jones proves that he is a new director to really get excited about.



There are some really arresting scenes in the film with beautiful detailed shots of the moon’s surface and an incredibly sad image when, amongst the chaos, Sam says ‘I just want to go home’ and the camera pans around to show earth so tantalising close but so terribly far away. Moon is definitely a part of the ‘cerebral sci-fi’ lineage because it delivers something more than just a tale of a man in space. It throws up philosophical questions about the meaning of existence and the preciousness of human life. It tells a story that is psychologically compelling, but also reveals human truths, something very few contemporary films do. Not only that, but it pays homage to the many films of its type that came before it with appropriate reverence, such as the interiors of the station like Tarkovsky’s space station in Solaris, or the robot Gerty who is much like HAL from Kubick’s Space Odyssey. It is this awareness of cinema that really makes Moon a pleasure to watch, as well as exploring man’s preoccupation with that silvery lump of rock in the sky that reminds us of something greater out there than our own existence here on earth.


Official Website of Moon Movie

Pumping Velvet: The Self-Portrait of Dustin Robertson, Review

Pumping Velvet Dustin Robertson’s Pumping Velvet (2009) has had a long and troubled history. Having taken the auteur five years to complete, it has become both a labour of love and a symbol of liberation. Having had a very limited release in 2004 to various small film festivals, Robertson then distributed the film on DVD in 2005. Very few copies of this rough cut are available and the filmmaker very much prefers it this way. Having spent the interim years re-editing his film, he has now launched it in its final form on his website as a free download. Perhaps a sign of wanting to move forward with a unique way of film distribution or perhaps acknowledging that the moment may have past for this kind of film, it is still however exciting for audiences to see Pumping Velvet as the director intended it.



Although Robertson would perhaps prefer it if those who watched the earlier version wiped it from their memory, it is incredibly difficult to watch this new version with a new set of eyes and not compare the two. Indeed, the comparisons are favourable. Pumping Velvet 2009 is much improved in terms of pacing, structure, and storytelling. Many of the distractions and digressions of the earlier film have gone, and the focus is solely on telling Robertson’s story. Much of that can be gleaned from my reviews of the earlier version of the film (part one and part two) which much remains the same – Robertson’s transition from gay teenager in American suburbia to the pursuit of an imagistic immortality, the turning of oneself into a piece of physical art or an icon – a symbol of self-reinvention and self-celebration, or as Roberston calls it Aviddiva, his persona imago.


Much meat has been stripped off the bone and the film benefits from a much shorter running time, though I did miss the narration of the first film and the footage of Robertson talking to the camera about his earliest experiences as a child. This footage is almost completely removed so that short descriptors and animations are backed entirely by music, giving the first half of the film a certain detachment while at the same time feeling more like an extended music video – a medium Robertson is very comfortable in having edited many high profile music videos (which are featured towards the end of Pumping Velvet). There are also personal tributes to his sister that were very moving in the first version that perhaps should have been included here as this is an important moment in Robertson’s life.



These are however minor gripes, and Pumping Velvet works much better as a narrative by such ruthless editing. The narrative arc is much stronger as a result, tying together a film that is very much a cinematic decoupage like its only other contemporary, Jonathan Caouette’s stunning Tarnation (2003). Like the latter film, Robertson ties together old and new footage of himself and uses music to tie the story together. Where Caouette’s bleak and moving film is both a self-portrait of himself and his family, Robertson focuses on his own transition and the telling of his own story. Pumping Velvet doesn’t possess the astonishing amount of footage, audio, and photographs that Caouette utilises brilliantly to create a very definite psychedelic style, but then Pumping Velvet is a much more polished affair.

The influence of both films is obvious when we consider the YouTube generation who are making similar video documents of their lives, the immediate example that springs to mind would be Chris Crocker who has his own very unique if slightly bizarre story to tell. It’s a shame that Pumping Velvet hasn’t been given the profile and audience it deserves, though in time it may well come to be considered a cult gay classic. It is an important documentary not just of a young man’s life, but also what it meant to live during this time and what it meant to be a gay man in this still largely homophobic era. Whatever happens, Robertson can relax in the knowledge that he has made his mark, and perhaps also made his peace with a film that is testament to his contradictory self.

Read Dustin Robertson’s blog response to this review cleverly disguised as an ‘interview’.


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Read my previous review of an early version of the film – Part One and Part Two.

Trailer

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Brüno (2009) – ickleReview (cinema)

Brüno, after Ali G and Borat, is the third of Sacha Baron Cohen’s comic TV characters to be given his own full-length feature film. Like Ali G and Borat, Brüno also works better in small doses. Don’t get me wrong: this is a funny – and at times hilarious – film. But too much of it is uncomfortable viewing and it left me feeling a bit bleh when I left the cinema. I quite like to see taboos being broken and boundaries stretched; I’m fond of a bit of bad taste. But I’m not sure any of these characters is suited to the sustained narrative that movies demand. (Compare how Jackass: The Movie (2002) didn’t quite make a successful transition on to the big screen.)

Brüno is an overtly gay Austrian fashionista, who claims to be only 19 years old. He is the host of Funkyzeit mit Brüno, “the top-rated late-night fashion show in any German-speaking country, except Germany”. In order to generate a plot for the film, Brüno is sacked after causing mayhem at Milan Fashion Week for wearing an all-velcro suit (one of the funniest scenes in the film, like Borat in the antiques shop. Sacha Baron Cohen is a master of slap-stick – a legacy of his training with one of France’s best clowns). Brüno therefore decides to leave behind the “shallow” fashion world to become a celebrity in Hollywood. Cue a number of set-up skits with agents, fortune-tellers, TV focus groups, anal bleachers, swingers, usw. It’s best left unsaid what he does in each of these situations so that the shock-value of his comedy isn’t spoilt.

The most pointless aspect of the film is the creation of the character Lutz (Gustaf Hammarsten), Brüno’s assistant’s assistant, who follows him to Hollywood. Brüno didn’t even know his name before. Lutz has a heavy crush on him. As with Borat, one of the filmmakers must have thought it was necessary for Brüno to have a side-kick. (Borat gave us Azamat Bagatov (played by Ken Davitian), with whom he had the naked fight throughout the hotel.) Most of the Lutz scenes are unfunny and boring. They needn’t have bothered.

Nugget: good in parts, but not entirely satisfying.