Archive for September, 2009

News Hound | 30 September 2009

Movie Talk sniffs around the back alleys of the internet to bring you the latest showbiz news - so you don’t have to get your paws dirty…

paw-print.jpgSacha Baron Cohen’s comedy Brüno has been banned in Malaysia for its gay theme, which is hardly surprising as this is the same country that bleeped out the word ‘girl’ in Katy Perry’s hit single I Kissed a Girl.

paw-print.jpgJessica Alba is in talks to join the cast of Little Fockers. The second sequel to Meet the Parents is being directed by Paul Weitz and is due out summer 2010.

Jessica Alba in Awake

paw-print.jpgRoman Polanski may be stuck in prison in Switzerland for another couple of weeks as the Swiss court looks into his appeal against extradition to the US for the underage rape he committed in the late 1970s.

paw-print.jpgJulia Roberts ha started filming Eat, Pray, Love outside New Delhi and the shoot is causing quite a stir. The star has 350 policemen guarding her every move, and crowds were outraged when a temple was closed off for filming during an important Hindu day.

Julia Roberts

The Best view | Luc Besson, Nikita & le Cinéma du look

Nikita - Anne Parillaud plays a Parisian teen junkie who becomes a chic government assassin

Luc Besson is better known these days as the producer of high-octane Euro thrillers in the Taxi and Transporter series, but from the mid-1980s to the mid-90s he was one of the principal exponents of the so-called Cinéma du look, a mini wave of French directors turning out glossy movies that seemed to favour spectacle over story, style over substance and solipsism over social conscience. They didn’t always find favour with critics, but Besson and his compatriots Jean-Jacques Beineix (maker of Diva and Betty Blue) and Leos Carax (Les Amants du Pont-neuf) certainly struck a chord with audiences. For a while, their slick tales of alienated young protagonists living on the edge were all the rage, but the mood passed, the wave broke and the three filmmakers appeared to lose their grip on the zeitgeist.

Now there’s an opportunity to take another look at the Cinéma du look and revisit Besson’s directorial heyday with Optimum’s release of seven of his films on Blu-ray.

Nikita on Blu-ray

Nikita, Besson’s sleek 1990 thriller starring Anne Parillaud as a Parisian junkie who gets transformed into a chic government assassin, spawned a lame US remake starring Bridget Fonda, Point of No Return, and an even more rubbish cable TV series starring Peta Wilson, La Femme Nikita. More rewardingly, its fantasy figure of a kick-ass heroine surely fed Quentin Tarantino’s geeky imagination. And there’s undoubtedly a trace memory of Nikita in Eliza Dushku’s Echo in Joss Whedon’s Dollhouse as well.

Besson’s babe, Parillaud’s Nikita, starts out as a zombie-like punk who gets sentenced to 30-years imprisonment after shooting a cop during a bloody raid on a Paris pharmacy. Instead of locking her in prison, however, a shadowy government agency fakes her death and puts her in a training programme to become a hired killer for the nation.

In Besson’s perverse twist on the Pygmalion myth, Nikita undergoes a total makeover, from feral waif to coolly elegant assassin. Tcheky Karyo’s serenely cynical Bob is her sinister Professor Higgins, who grooms her in the ways of undercover espionage, while Jeanne Moreau’s world-weary Amande coaches her in feminine wiles. After three years, Nikita is given a new identity and set free, to be called upon at regular intervals to kill for her country.

When Nikita goes on her first assignment, brandishing a huge gun while wearing a string of pearls and a figure-hugging little black dress, she is every inch the fantasy sexbomb, yet the naked intensity of Parillaud’s performance gives her surprising depth, exposing the paradoxes at the heart of her character.

Nikita - Anne Parillaud plays a Parisian street waif who becomes a government assassin

Nikita starts out as a callous sociopath, raging violently against the world, but she learns to get in touch with her emotions while being trained to become an unfeeling assassin. She develops a moral dimension as she pursues her amoral profession and rather than becoming inured to killing becomes increasingly squeamish. By the time Jean Reno’s implacable Victor the Cleaner (the inspiration for Harvey Keitel’s Mr Wolf in Pulp Ficton) rolls in to mop up the grisly fallout from a bungled mission, her disgust with killing is absolute.

Much about Nikita now seems dated, not least Eric Serra’s cheesy synthesised score, and parts of the film drag - the middle section, charting Nikita’s moral and emotional growth through her relationship with supermarket clerk and would-be boat designer Marco (Jean-Hughes Anglade, Beatrice Dalle’s frustrated writer lover in Betty Blue), certainly slows things down. Yet when it comes to the action sequences, Besson’s explosive gunplay and visual pyrotechnics still blow the viewer away.

Nikita - Anne Parillaud’s government assassin gets cornered in a restaurant kitchen during her first assignment

Here are the other films in Optimum’s Luc Besson Collection:

The Last Battle
The Last Battle (1983) Besson’s debut feature film is a wordless sci-fi drama set in a post-apocalyptic world in which a lone warrior (played by Pierre Jolivet) is one of a handful of survivors struggling to stay alive amid the rubble of civilisation. Look out for Besson stalwart Jean Reno in his first role for the director.

Subway
Subway (1985) Christopher Lambert is the bleached-blond, spiky-haired hero of this offbeat thriller, playing a safe-blower who flees with some stolen papers into the Paris Metro, where he finds his way into an underworld of maintenance tunnels frequented by a bizarre community of fellow outcasts and fugitives.

The Big Blue
The Big Blue (1988) Reno and Jean-Marc Barr play childhood friends who become deep-sea-diving rivals in this cult romantic drama inspired by Besson’s first love – the son of diving instructors, he spent his childhood travelling around the world and set his heart on becoming a marine biologist until a diving accident made him change tack.

Atlantis
Atlantis (1991)
Besson continued his exploration of the deep with this meditative documentary revealing the richness of marine life around the globe, from the Galapagos Islands and the Seychelles to Australia’s Great Barrier Reef.

Léon
Léon (1995) Besson’s first English-language film gave Reno his first starring role, playing a professional hit-man who trains Natalie Portman’s 12-year-old orphan in the art of killing so she can seek revenge for the murder of her family. This is the first UK release of the director’s cut.

Angel-A
Angel-A (2005) Filmed in lustrous black and white, this offbeat fantasy was Besson’s Gallic version of It’s a Wonderful Life. Jamel Debbouze, the put-upon greengrocer’s assistant from Amélie, plays a suicidal Parisian whose life turns around after he encounters his guardian angel, a gorgeous enigmatic blonde – played by Danish supermodel Rie Rasmussen.

Pete’s Peek | Mr Halloween v Dr Chopper

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Here’s a Halloween double-bill from the folks at MVM that will certainly give you the shivers, but not in the way you may think. First up is Mr Halloween. In the non-descript town of Sauquoit, New York, locals believe the reclusive Bill Loomis, who runs the annual Halloween haunted house, uses real body parts in his attraction. When teens start disappearing, a young girl tries to find out the truth. But she soon finds herself at the mercy of Bill, aka Mr Halloween.

This really is a thrown-together-by-a-bunch a mates-one-weekend homemade horror. Bill Loomis, a real life Halloween party thrower, plays the title character. But Bill’s maniac has no purpose other than to kill. He’s just too non-dimensional to care. Also a downer is the script, the film quality (on par with VHS most times), the lighting, direction and acting. Basically everything’s bad – and not in a good way. Oh! And I was so looking forward to seeing the masked maniac shown on the DVD cover. Instead, all I got was a Tom Savini lookalike dressed in Michael Myers issued blue coveralls. I do hope Andrew and Cody Wolf don’t make any more films sometime soon. Please spare us, guys.

MVM’s second fright-flick is Dr Chopper, a much more satisfying horror comedy, which draws on a classic premise: the mad doctor looking for immortality. Twenty years after being struck off for harvesting live human body parts, Dr Chopper (Ed Brigadier) is hiding out in some remote woodland with his loyal nurses (think Dr Phibes’ Vulnavia with cosmetically-enhanced boobs) on his big chopper (yes, it’s a bike) still conducting his research. When a group of college friends descend on his terrain, they quickly become Dr Chopper’s next bloody harvest. But among them is someone who possesses the key to unlocking the secrets of immortality.

While the first half of the movie is totally missable – horrible teens getting slaughtered à la Friday the 13th  – the second half, as Dr Chopper’s plan is put into action, is much more watchable. The only problem is Dr Chopper may look great (like Diabolik with oatmeal on his face or Magneto in X-Men) but he doesn’t actually do that much. Shame really, as he could have become the new Dr Phibes. Still it’s above average fun, with some crazy characters (the park ranger is hilariously weird) and the dialogue is a hoot. ‘Look it’s a guy on a motorbike.’ ‘That’s not a motorbike, that’s a chopper’.

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Pete’s Peek | Zom-Com Wasting Away on DVD

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Brain freeze has never been so bad once you’ve tasted Ale Cream, as four friends inadvertently eat some radioactive ice-cream, turning them into zombies. Only problem is they don’t see themselves as the undead, but as super soldiers. And that’s the premise of this barmy new zom-com.

But as hard as it tries, Wasting Away fails. Big time. In fact, the only good thing about this film is the opening title sequence. OK, the concept is innovative: seeing the world through zombie eyes. As such, since zombies are slow moving, then humans are speeded up. But this, in addition to the terrible script and dreadful acting, ends up like being on a really bad trip.

Wasting Away tries to be the new Return of the Living Dead, but is actually worse than Attack of the Killer Tomatoes or even The Giant Spider Invasion (now that was bad). Prepare to watch your life waste away watching this rubbish.

Released 28 September

 

 

Pete’s Peek | Tony Manero

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It’s 1978 and General Pinochet’s military dictatorship has a tight grip on Chile and its citizens. In the midst of this, fifty-something Raul and an amateur group of dancers perform dance routines from Saturday Night Fever at a small bar on the outskirts of Santiago. But for Raul, imitating Tony Manero, John Travolta’s character in the movie, is not just a chance to perform – it’s an obsession. He really wants to be Tony Manero, and his desire to imitate his idol drives him to commit murder and to betray the only people who ever loved him.

Chilean director Pablo Larrain’s second feature is not only a brutal and disturbing psychological thriller, it’s also a shocking social commentary on the Chilean psyche. Social outcast Raul lacks his own identity as he reaches out through the movies to embrace a world outside his own. So too does Chile lack any real identity, as it suffocates under Pinochet’s reign of terror.

Raul is a deeply unpleasant character. He has a callous unconcern for the feelings of others, disregards social norms and is incapable of love. But bring into context a world filled with paranoia, fear and corruption, and Raul becomes less a monster and more a victim of his surroundings.

Even his acts of violence have a perverse logic. He kills an elderly woman living in a nice apartment provided to army widows for her colour TV, steals a watch from a dying man who was shot by the secret police, and kills a scrap-yard merchant after he cheats Raul on a sale.

When Raul gets the chance to impersonate his hero on national TV, there’s a sense that winning the contest will somehow justify his immoral deeds. But his obsession is eating him alive – highlighted by his childish attempts to stop his best friend from appearing on the show with him by soiling his suit.

Shot with gritty realism, Tony Manero, is no homage to the 1970s, and definitely no walk in the park. But like Travis Bickle, the anti-hero of 1976’s Taxi Driver, who became fed up with the moral decay infecting American society after Vietnam, Tony Manero’s low-life obsessive Raul is also saying something very significant about a country that lost its soul.

Released 28 September on DVD and Blu-ray 

Pete’s Peek | Skins meets Scream in Tormented

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Being a fan of revenge movies, especially ones where the bullied school outsider gets to kill off their classmates in gruesome fashion (à la the 1974 classic Twisted Brain), I was looking forward to this homegrown horror. And I wasn’t disappointed.

Tormented is Skins meets Scream, laced with St Trinian’s humour. The characters are simple caricatures (goth, stud, slut, nice girl, you get the picture), but as this is a spoof of sorts, it sort of fits.

And boy, how the times have changed! Back in the 1980s, a shower scene meant lots of nubile naked girls, but in Tormented, it’s the muscular stud who gets his kit off before having his head impaled on the school fence.

And that’s what this British horror serves up best: inspired death scenes. Decapitation. Nostril impalement. Hands and boys’ bits being severed. Horror fans will get a chuckle or two from this. Oh, and that really is Hitch-hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy star Sandra Dickinson playing a kooky art teacher. Now, my only query is, why does Tormented need 17 producers?

Released 28 September

Couch Potato Pickings | Dirty Dancing - a weekend of Patrick Swayze

Across the UK today, a film I am strangely keen to see is opening at select Picturehouse/City Screen cinemas. Morris: A Life With Bells On is a mockumentary about that traditional English hankies and bells leaping activity known as Morris dancing.

The jingly jangly, hanky waving characteristics of these pedal-pusher-wearing beardy weirdies is often incorrectly perceived as somewhat unmacho, but in actual fact, the Morris tradition is quintessentially male. It’s a testosterone-fuelled display of machismo that mirrors to some extent those stags out in the wild battling it out for the hand (or should that be hoof) of the hottest doe in their neck of the woods.

It’s a tradition I find fascinating, and the film looks like it could be potentially Spinal Tap funny, but sadly, for reasons I have banged on about before, I don’t have a local Picturehouse cinema, so I will have to wait and hope.

In the meantime, I’ll just have to make do with another film with testosterone-fuelled dancing - a little known movie called Dirty Dancing. You’ve probably never heard of it so here are a few pictures to give you an idea.

What do you think - will there be loads of people tuning in to see this tonight, even if their own collector’s edition DVD gets a regular airing? Will this be the unofficial Patrick Swayze memorial screening?

Dirty Dancing is showing on Five at 9pm

The Patrick Swayze action thriller Point Break is also showing tonight on BBC1 at 10.20pm. 

Couch Potato Pickings | Ghost - a weekend of Patrick Swayze

Following Patrick Swayze’s death last week, the channels here in the UK have all jumped at the chance to show his repertoire of TV shows and films. Hardly surprising of course. It was bound to happen.

On the morning the news broke, I contemplated whether that classic track from his best-known film Dirty Dancing, with the highly appropriate title (I’ve Had) the Time of My Life, would be revitalised. And low and behold I heard it on the radio the other day.

I’m sure the Swayze song She’s Like the Wind has  found its way into many ipods too this past week, but what about Unchained Melody?

I’ve voiced my feelings about this song before here on Movie Talk and I have to say that I’m relieved that nobody saw Swayze’s death as a reason to resurrect it. Phew.

Nevertheless, things might change after tonight, because Ghost is showing on Film 4 at 9pm.

The Patrick Swayze thriller Black Dog is also showing tonight on BBC2 at 11.20pm

There’ll be more Swayze movies on TV tomorrow, including a big favourite.

The Best view | Creation - Classy biopic of Charles Darwin ruffles the feathers of evolution deniers

Creation - Charles Darwin, played by Paul Bettany, reaches out to Jenny the orangutan

Charles Darwin’s theory of evolution by natural selection has been described (by philosopher Daniel Dennett) as “the single best idea that anyone has ever had”. That it’s also the most explosive idea anyone has ever had is confirmed by the fuss currently being stirred up by the new Darwin biopic, Creation, which opens in the UK today.

Despite opening the Toronto Film Festival earlier this month with a glitzy red carpet premiere attended by stars Paul Bettany and Jennifer Connelly, Jon Amiel’s movie didn’t have a US distributor until independent company Newmarket picked up the rights to the film this week* – a delay that producer Jeremy Thomas ascribes to the discomfort that Darwin’s dangerous idea continues to provoke. As Thomas puts it, evolution is “still a really hot potato in America”.

Creation - Jon Amiel’s classy biopic of Charles Darwin

Watching Amiel’s intelligently scripted, beautifully shot and handsomely acted film, it’s hard to fathom why so many people in the States (and elsewhere) get so worked up about Darwin. A century and a half after the publication of The Origin of Species, the theory of evolution by natural selection seems as incontrovertible as the notion that the Earth orbits the Sun. In Britain most Anglican bishops, including the Archbishop of Canterbury, have no difficulties accepting evolution, yet only 39% of Americans believe in it, as a Gallup poll confirmed this year.

For believers in design, however, what could be more fitting than the release of Creation in the very week that Chinese scientists announce the discovery of five new fossils providing evidence that birds are descended from dinosaurs. If Jon Amiel’s far from provocative film ruffles creationists’ feathers, heaven knows what these findings will do.

On general release from 25th September.

* In what is either the work of a supreme cosmic ironist or of an all-too-human, feather-ruffling provocateur, Creation is now getting a US release from the very company that turned Mel Gibson’s The Passion of the Christ into a surprise box-office hit.


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News Muse - Wanna live forever?

Fame - 2009 remake of Alan Parker’s 1980s classic

So with the brand new, all-singing, all-dancing 2009 version of Fame coming to a cinema near you today, News Muse couldn’t resist the chance to debate the insidious effect of celebrity culture on the younger generation and the toll it is taking on their academic aspirations.

Nah, just kidding. Would we be that worthy? Or that boring?

After spying the movie’s teaser trailer and the fantastic soul/rap revamp of the title track, this looks like a showy, glossy, foot-thumping piece of razzamatazz with serious wow factor, especially if you’re one of those kids who wants to ‘light up the sky like a flame’ or an X-Factor groupie addicted to watching talented youngsters living their dream.


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That said, it’s also something of a bittersweet moment for those of us who remember Alan Parker’s much grittier 1980 original (in which the now defunct High School for the Performing Arts wasn’t so much a dream factory as a nightmare of blood, sweat, tears and desperation) or the wonderfully cheesy naffness of the 1980s TV show that followed.

Still Debbie Allen - who had a blink-sized role in the 1980 film, became a teacher in the TV show and has now graduated to Principal - is on hand to smooth the transition, and the fact that there’s not a  fluorescent pink leg-warmer in sight has to be a good thing, surely.