Month: December 2012

  • Cinematic Verisimilitude: Twenty great movie moments

    Cinematic Verisimilitude: Twenty great movie moments

    For the cinephile, there will inevitably be moments of cinematic verisimilitude with which one will become obsessed. There will be moments when a particular filmmaker touches the cinephile in such a way that the emotive force of the experience will be beyond replication. The cinephile will certainly seek to replicate such a moment, frequently using the home-viewing experience to watch the associated film repeatedly in search of it, but such moments of power come from a unique combination of the environment, the mood of the viewer and the unique and unknowing nature of the first (or at least fresh) viewing experience. Such factors cannot be replicated, but one can sometimes come close.

    I am, of course, speaking of the experience of watching those particular scenes from particular films that attain some kind of almost mythical status in one’s mind. I’m speaking of those scenes that you find yourself playing over and over again to the point of absurdity, sometimes no longer even attempting to watch the film in its entirety (not because you do not love the film but because the lead up to this pivotal moment is already seared eternally into your memory). Such scenes need not be taken from works of high-art, frequently they are quite the opposite – surprising moments of perfection that capture the viewer before they even know it. And frequently, such moments are produced not solely by what appears on the screen, but through the emotive power of musical composition.

    So here are twenty moments with which I have been incredibly enamoured at some point in my life. The list is obviously not exhaustive – just a glimpse – and the films are in a deliberately eclectic order. I have elected not to include clips because, in those instances where a reader may not have seen the film, I would not wish to ruin the experience by decontextualizing the moment or showing it in this aesthetically inferior forum. My hope is that this list might direct others to films which they have not yet encountered.

    patherPather Panchali (1955)

    A poor mother sits by her sick daughter’s bedside; the doctor has given orders that she must avoid exposing her daughter to any draught. Their rickety old home, brimming with cracks and gaps, cannot fight back the hammering force of the windy night. She is powerless to protect her daughter from the world. An absolutely devastating moment which reminds us that access to the simplest of resources could make the difference.  Satyajit Ray’s Bengali masterwork, very much in the vein of the neo-realist works happening in Italy at the same time, was the first Indian film to garner significant international praise.

    MV5BMTkxNTQ5NTI0Ml5BMl5BanBnXkFtZTYwODgzMDc4__V1__SY317_Blade Runner (1982)

    “I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe…”

    So begins one of the most powerful monologues of all time, delivered by a cyborg (Rutger Hauer) to his nemesis, hunter and possible compatriot (Harrison Ford). I must have viewed this scene four hundred times, and it is without question one of the most satisfyingly layered moments in popular American cinema. Ridley Scott would never engage with such complex material (successfully) again.

    MV5BMjA5MDY0NzM2M15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNzI2NTA0MQ@@__V1__SY317_CR5,0,214,317_Bicycle Thieves (1949)

    A young boy sees his poor father expose himself to the ultimate indignity in his attempts to provide for his family, becoming the very type of person who caused the family’s misfortune in the first place. Anybody who has not seen this tragic film, and the scene with which it concludes, must expose themselves to it as quickly as possible. Vittorio De Sica’s brilliant The Bicycle Thieves reminds us that harsh circumstances can force human beings to engage in immoral acts, even if they are not immoral human beings.

     

    Once Upon a Time in the WestOnce Upon a Time in the West (1968)

    There are at least a handful of unforgettable scenes in this film but the one I find myself replaying on an almost weekly basis is that of the final duel between Henry Fonda and Charles Bronson. Morricone’s unparalleled operatic score, Leone’s massive vistas and intimate close-ups, the incredibly powerful performances of the two men and the greatest narrative reveal in the history of the western make this the supreme duel in cinema.

     

    SunriseSunrise: A Song of Two Humans (1927)

    A man takes his wife out on a boat trip with the intention of murdering her so that he can begin a life with his malevolent mistress. His emotional struggle is tangible, and until the scene’s final moments, we don’t know which way he’s going to go. I believe the lead actor even had bricks tied to his feet to increase the heavy burden resting on his shoulders. The gender politics of this film could be politely described as out-dated, but there is no denying the power of F.W. Murnau’s filmmaking.

     

    robocopRobocop (1987)

    For those unaffiliated with the double-edged sword of Paul Verhoeven’s American films, Robocop might sound like a poorly titled schlock-fest. The reality however, is that this uber-violent comedy-thriller is an ingenious satire on the dangers of consumer culture and the evaporation of the people’s power by corporate interests.There are countless moments of absolute genius in this film, but perhaps one of the funniest has a malfunctioning product empty hundreds of rounds of ammunition into a senior executive to the point of near evaporation. The CEO’s horrified response upon seeing this ‘glitch’ occur:

    “You call this a glitch? We’re scheduled to begin construction in 6 months. Your temporary setback could cost us 50 million dollars in interest payments alone!”

    ropeRope (1948)

    A unique example for the list, Hitchcock’s film is comprised of one long scene. A gay couple murder their friend for the sheer thrill of proving that they can get away with it, then place him in a box which they subsequently turn into a buffet for a dinner they are hosting. As the guests show up (all of whom are intimately connected with the victim), the murderers cannot help but leak hints of their crime throughout the night.

     

    conanConan the Barbarian (1982)

    Am I joking? No – I am one of the few people willing to stand by this film as a genuine classic. The direction is perfect, the score is sublime and the performances get the job done. The decision to hire mainly sporting figures is a positive not a hindrance, giving the film a primal roughness that is entirely appropriate. Schwarzenegger may not be the next Brando, but he is Conan, the embodiment of pure human endurance.

    Once again, this film contains many scenes that I find incredibly powerful, but the one I enjoy most of all is at the very beginning. Conan’s father takes him to a mountain and explains to him the nature of life and the glory of steel – a final moment before they are parted for eternity: “The secret of steel has always carried with it a mystery. You must learn its riddle, Conan. You must learn its discipline. For no one – no one in this world can you trust. Not men, not women, not beasts.”

    ikiruIkiru (1952)

    This quiet, calm and incredibly powerful film follows the story of a middle-aged Japanese bureaucrat who discovers that he is terminally ill. Seeking to right the banality and emptiness of his life up to that point, he seeks out experiences in decadence to fulfil himself before finding salvation in the most simple and righteous of achievements. One scene, the details of which I’ll avoid covering here, sees this simple man find contentedness for the first time. A great moment in cinema.

     

    once upon a time in americaOnce Upon a Time in America (1984)

    Sergio Leone’s sweeping epic vision of America in all its horror and glory is perhaps the finest gangster film ever made. Much of the film’s emotional power centres around a single devastating moment, in which a little boy pays the ultimate price for his forays into the criminal world, and another loses twelve years for an act of revenge. A potent moment in a film that is certainly Leone’s highest achievement.

     

    le cercle rougeLe Cercle Rouge (1970)

    Perhaps the film that Jean-Pierre Melville should be best known for, even if that honour tends to go towards Le Samourai. This taut French crime-caper, heavily steeped in Melville’s love of the myth of the criminal code (despite his total contempt for the criminal element in the real world), features the most meticulous heist sequence in the history of cinema. Anybody with even a passing interest in the genre should see this film, and most particularly, this scene.

     

    the beyondThe Beyond (1981)

    Lucio Fulci’s apocalyptic horror zombie movie thing is a total mess – no arguments here. But some obnoxiously powerful imagery, effective scoring and awful dubbing have always had the effect of rendering its final scene absolutely horrifying for yours truly.

     

    contemptContempt also known as Le Mepris (1963)

    Jean Luc-Godard’s masterwork in this humble writer’s opinion (made before he managed to accomplish the anatomically impossible task of disappearing up his own nether regions), is essentially a relationship drama centred on the complexities of love and integrity in the creative individual’s universe. Perhaps the most incredible moment features Fritz Lang, filmmaking god, in a test screening as he proselytizes on the nature of film. Sacred stuff.

     

    20012001: A Space Odyssey (1968)

    This one goes without saying of course. Kubrick’s transcendent poetic ode to the dangers and potential of the human condition is among the finest works in cinema’s brief history, but for me the moment that I find more powerful than any other is the one in which Dave must shutdown HAL a powerful computer which appears to have become a malign sentient being. Tears every time.

     

    ohayoOhayo also known as Good Morning (1959)

    Yasujio Ozu’s simple tale of several Japanese families dealing with westernisation and modernisation in general (most particularly in regards to the introduction of television) is typically perfect in its execution. But the moment towards the beginning of the film when a housewife finds herself wrongly implicated in theft achieves a heartbreaking simplicity that captures the small but very real problems of day to day life.

     

    fata morganaFata Morgana (1971)

    Perhaps selecting a scene from this film (or even claiming that the film is comprised of scenes) seems a little odd, so I’ll run with the presumption that this film is a scene unto itself. Herzog’s breathtaking docu-poem is comprised of footage he took of the Sahara desert, overlaid with Herzog’s narration of some sort of Mayan myth. An oddity but an absolutely stunning one.

     

    repo manRepo Man (1984)

    This incredible work of anarchic science-fiction is an all-out assault on the establishment, the Reagan era and a kind of hellish love letter to the streets of Los Angeles. The story follows Auto (Emilio Estevez), a punkish drop-out who finds himself becoming a Repo Man to sustain himself. For me, the most powerful scene was a relatively simple one: Auto wanders the street feeling lost and dejected almost unconsciously spouting out televisual quotation as he goes: “Don’t wanna talk about anything else. We don’t wanna know. We’re just dedicated to our favorite shows: Saturday Night Live, Monday Night Football, Dallas…!”

     

    nights of cabiriaNights of Cabiria (1957)

    Federico Fellini’s powerful tale of a prostitute (Giulietta Masina) looking for fulfilment is absolutely devastating. The pivotal scene in which her trust is horrifically violated is amongst the most affecting I have ever seen. See this film.

     

    sunshineSunshine (2007)

    This incredibly efficient tale of several men and women on a mission to save the sun has been criticized by some for its jarring third act (not by me), but the brief moment when the fate of planet earth may be jeopardised by a single misstep is a chilling reminder of the precariousness of our existence.

     

    Seven Annabelle Dances (1894-1897)

    Some simple footage that I find myself returning to now and again. A brief reminder of the moving image’s power to transcend time – in this case becoming a window into the nineteenth century.

  • Online Content: You are not real

    Online Content: You are not real

    LawnmowerPlease allow me a moment of cathartic indulgence.

    I’m not a technophobe. I am an early adopter. I use twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn, Instagram, Foursquare and a range of other junky applications. I can no longer conceive of how I lived prior to the purchase of my first iPhone. The only thing that I absolutely cannot stand about this brave new digital world (the only thing I’ll be discussing here, at least) is the increasing trend towards rejecting physical formats in favour of totally online content. Namely, the trend away from Blu-ray (formally DVD) discs that come in neat little boxes and books made out of… you know… paper.

    Allow me to clarify – I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with watching a movie online or reading a book on your Kindle. I’ve certainly watched movies and television programs online when this was the most convenient method of viewing them, and on one occasion while travelling I did put myself through the unusual and unsatisfying experience of reading Milton’s Paradise Lost on a phone. What I am saying is, these are merely convenient alternatives for those times when the physical universe cannot make available the materials you need.

    Everywhere I look people are converting their DVDs and Blu-rays and uploading them to sleek, faceless portable hard drives. Everywhere people are throwing out their books faster than a fascist-rally to clear space for the empty wall in their house that will now be used for…. Who knows? Everywhere I look, people are downloading massive amounts of film and television content and referring to this content as their ‘collection’. Collection? What a tragic bastardisation of the word – a term that once referred to a large array of thematically unified objects that have been sought out over many years with much love and care. Now it means “a bunch of crap I downloaded last night”.

    But why should I care about what other people are doing? I can read my books and watch my films in any way I want – why shouldn’t other people be able to do what they want? Well, of course, they should. My concern is that this move from the physical to the online will be an overwhelming trend that will end up totally destroying the physical print and Blu-ray film markets (just as is happening in the news-media industry right now with devastating and homogenising effects on the quality of news).

    Why is this bad? Maybe it isn’t. But for this humble writer, right here and now, the smell of the printed page is holy, and the wall of films that adorns his living room is priceless. Am I simply scrambling to hold on to something that must inevitably pass, like the mass-popularity of the record player or the VHS? Almost definitely. But I’ll continue to hold on until, like Burgess Meredith, it’s just me and my library – the whole world having long since departed into the online ether.

    Here endeth the grumpy rant.

  • Christmas Films: The Sentimental and the Savage

    Christmas Films: The Sentimental and the Savage

    SantaChristmas is here and the mighty interweb has spewed forth the inevitable tidal wave of ‘Best Xmas Movies’ lists. While pondering how I might obnoxiously subvert this tendency on my own blog (I momentarily considered writing a list of the ‘Worst Easter Movies’), it occurred to me that I was being torn in two directions by the season’s two distinct sub-genres: the traditional Christmas film deeply embedded in sentiment, and the counter-cultural films that seek to undermine this sentiment.

    As a result, here is a list of five traditional Christmas classics that you simply shouldn’t miss, and five corresponding films that will serve to inoculate viewers from the cinematic uber-naffness of said classics.

    Santa Claus (1986) and Rare Exports (2010)

    Santa Claus is the definitive Santa movie. Beginning with a fascinating origins story, the film sees the old boy in red take on the oppressive powers of corporate capitalism. If this childish fantasy sounds eye-rollingly tedious to my more jaded readers, check out Rare Exports. This very disturbing Finnish film sees Santa Claus unearthed in an archaeological dig. Unfortunately, the Santa myth got scrambled somewhere along the way, and he turns out to be a soul-eating beast. Soon enough, Santa’s entirely naked helpers (they all look like skinny Santas) start stealing the locals.

     

    White Christmas (1954) and Black Christmas (1974)

    We’re all familiar with White Christmas, probably the single most recognised of all Christmas movies. While your main recollection of the film will most likely be the cosy vocals of Bing Cosby singing the universally loved title song, where I live we don’t get a lot of snow. That’s why we’ll be watching Black Christmas this year, the underappreciated and touching tale of a group of sorority girls who are visited by somebody special at Christmas time. Nope, not that guy.

     

    It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) and Bad Santa (2003)

    Frank Capra’s masterpiece, is an unforgettable work of art, even if its status as a Christmas film is questionable when viewed solely in the context of its narrative. But let’s face it, the title (and message) feels a little naïve in these more cynical times. That’s why I’d recommend taking a look at Bad Santa, which could quite comfortably be retitled It’s Not Always a Wonderful Life. This fantastic Billy Bob Thornton vehicle details the adventures of a drunken burglar who takes a job as an apartment store Santa to assist with a heist. This irreverent (offensive) film will abhor and amuse you at every turn, but in the end it will make the same point as Capra’s film (without the schmaltz).

    Jack Frost (1979) and Jack Frost (1997)

    Jack Frost, the immortal Christmas sprite, really changes between 1979 and 1997. Back in the old days he sacrificed his own happiness to ensure that the woman he loved married prince charming. I watch this every year and I’ll admit my eyes get a little red every time. But by 1997 the guy has well and truly gone off the rails – he’s turned into an angry snowman and has a tendency to do bad things. Poor little guy.

    Rudolph, the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964) and Silent Night, Deadly Night (1984)

    Rudolph deals with being the odd one out in this classic children’s television special about the little reindeer who couldn’t take part in any reindeer games. But at least he gets a happy ending. In Silent Night, Deadly Night poor Billy sees Santa do something horrible as a child. And it affects him. A lot.

  • The final days of Christmas: The sentimental and the savage

    The final days of Christmas: The sentimental and the savage

    It's a Wonderful LifeAs Christmas arrives, you might have noticed that we never quite made it to writing a related article for each of the twelve days of Christmas (although I think that eight pieces is impressive enough). But to wrap up Christmas for 2013, I thought I’d republish a piece I wrote in 2012, in which I attempted to briefly capture the cinematic essence of Christmas at its most savage and sentimental. There is a little overlap with some of the films discussed in this year’s other Christmas pieces, but I hope that there is enough here to keep your attention. Merry Christmas!

     

    Christmas is here and the mighty interweb has brought forth the inevitable tidal wave of ‘Best Xmas Movies’ lists (including several here on CURNBLOG). While pondering how I might obnoxiously subvert this tendency for my own piece (I momentarily considered writing a list of the ‘Worst Easter Movies’), it occurred to me that I was being torn in two directions by the season’s two distinct sub-genres: the traditional Christmas film deeply embedded in sentiment, and the counter-cultural films that seek to undermine this sentiment.

    As a result, here is a list of five traditional Christmas classics that you simply shouldn’t miss, and five corresponding films that will serve to inoculate viewers from the cinematic uber-naffness of said classics.

     

    Santa Claus (1986) and Rare Exports (2010)

    Santa Claus is the definitive Santa movie. Beginning with a fascinating origins story, the film sees the old boy in red take on the oppressive powers of corporate capitalism. If this childish fantasy sounds eye-rollingly tedious to my more jaded readers, check out Rare Exports. This very disturbing Finnish film sees Santa Claus unearthed in an archaeological dig. Unfortunately, the Santa myth got scrambled somewhere along the way, and he turns out to be a soul-eating beast. Soon enough, Santa’s entirely naked helpers (they all look like skinny Santas) start stealing the locals.

     

    White Christmas (1954) and Black Christmas (1974)

    We’re all familiar with White Christmas, probably the single most recognised of all Christmas movies. While your main recollection of the film will most likely be the cosy vocals of Bing Cosby singing the universally loved title song, where I live we don’t get a lot of snow. That’s why we’ll be watching Black Christmas this year, the underappreciated and touching tale of a group of sorority girls who are visited by somebody special at Christmas time. Nope, not that guy.

     

    It’s a Wonderful Life (1946) and Bad Santa (2003)

    Frank Capra’s masterpiece is an unforgettable work of art, even if its status as a Christmas film is questionable when viewed solely in the context of its narrative. But let’s face it, the title (and message) feels a little naïve in these more cynical times. That’s why I’d recommend taking a look at Bad Santa, which could quite comfortably be retitled It’s Not Always a Wonderful Life. This fantastic Billy Bob Thornton vehicle details the adventures of a drunken burglar who takes a job as an apartment store Santa in order to assist with a heist. This irreverent (offensive) film will abhor and amuse you at every turn, but in the end it will make the same point as Capra’s film (without the schmaltz).

     

    Jack Frost (1979) and Jack Frost (1997)

    Jack Frost, the immortal Christmas sprite, really changes between 1979 and 1997. Back in the old days he sacrificed his own happiness to ensure that the woman he loved married prince charming. I watch this every year and I’ll admit my eyes get a little red every time. But by 1997 the guy has well and truly gone off the rails – he’s turned into an angry snowman and has a tendency to do bad things. Poor little guy.

     

    Rudolph, the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964) and Silent Night, Deadly Night (1984)

    Rudolph deals with being the odd one out in this classic children’s television special about the little reindeer who couldn’t take part in any reindeer games. But at least he gets a happy ending. In Silent Night, Deadly Night poor Billy sees Santa do something horrible as a child. And it affects him. A lot.

  • On the seventh, eighth & ninth days of Christmas: Five Criterion films I’d like to find in my stocking

    On the seventh, eighth & ninth days of Christmas: Five Criterion films I’d like to find in my stocking

    The Red Shoes So how does one go about choosing just a handful of films from Criterion’s 800+ film collection? I haven’t picked what I’d call the best films in the collection because I fear that I would be stuck sitting here for days making alternate lists. Instead, I’ve chosen films that I’d be delighted to receive as gifts during Christmas, and happily sit down and share with anyone over the festive period.

    There’s something in all of these films that can be enjoyed with family, discovered with friends and explored with relative strangers at house parties when the DVD collection comes under scrutiny during New Years. These are films that will take you from the glittering heights of Christmas Day excitement, to the lazy comfort of New Year’s Day when last night’s resolutions already seem ludicrous. Including everything from pick me ups and heart warmers to the sparks of a revolutionary moving image experience,  these films are all stand alone classics that reveal more with each viewing. 

     

    M by Fritz Lang (1931)

    A little flourish of world cinema.  There’s no better way to slowly integrate subtitles to viewers unaccustomed than with this German masterpiece.  When a child killer cannot be caught by the police, other criminals join the hunt in a cat and mouse game of social fears and community strengths. An understanding of the powers of subtly suggestion mark this as a truly forward thinking piece of cinema, and contributed significantly to the way film is utilised as a tool for the study of social mores.

     

    The Red Shoes by Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger (1948)

    The combination of two skilled art forms, ballet and cinema, mark this an extremely forward thinking piece of cinema that would later be appreciated for setting the standard for the exploration of the life of an artist. The Red Shoes is not just for enthusiasts of the ballet, but also for those who can admire the wonderful cinematography and inventive techniques of the late Jack Cardiff.  The film’s lasting impression lies predominantly in the execution of the dancing and Moria Shearer’s performance as the dancer that must choose between the man she loves and becoming a prima ballerina.  This is industry wowing and visually stunning cinema, bound to please and surprise.

     

    The Blob by Irvin S. Yeaworth Jr. (1958)

    There had to be a monster movie here somewhere. The blob is a glorious space creature that has landed on earth, consisting of seemingly nothing but a gelatinous mess. In classic small town America format, initially no one will believe a group of teenagers after they witness the destructive powers of the blob – until it’s far too late. This beloved science fiction film makes for great late night entertainment.  Starring Steve McQueen in one of his early roles; he’s still the king of cool as he battles his way through the perils of alien invasion.

     

    City Lights by Charlie Chaplin (1931)

    Light hearted comedy antics from the master of comedic timing, the bright lights of the city have never been so full of charm for Chaplin’s classic Tramp. The down and out doesn’t have much luck, but when he sees a blind flower seller he realises he’s not the only one. Instantly falling in love, but too shy to express himself, the Tramp goes about helping the girl in any way he can. Chaplin’s perfectly executed choreography is matched with an uncomplicated script that ticks all the boxes for a Hollywood silent era comedy. Poetry in motion, Chaplin will warm hearts and lift spirits with the simplicity of the narrative and wide eyed wonder of his Tramp character. Slapstick and near misses open this one up to all demographics.

     

    Kes by Ken Loach (1969)

    Kes is possibly the most powerful film on this list.  Working class social problems are a key theme for director Ken Loach, but here he presents a ‘through the eyes of a child’ narrative that will touch the hearts of all viewers. Focusing on strange and harsh characters that aren’t always directly relatable, Loach manages to emotionally engage us anyway, with the realisation that for these characters, actions speak louder than words. Billy Kaspar is a misfit struggling to make his way and carve an identity that’s meaningful in a bleakly painted England.  A brilliant child performance, and a film of many endearing qualities worth sharing with family during the festive season.