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Movie Review: The Notorious Bettie Page

August 26th, 2008 | Category: Movie Reviews

Song of the Day: “Desperate Guys” - The Faint

  • Director: Mary Harron
  • Genre: Biography/Drama
  • Year: 2005

For a film dealing with the Notorious Bettie Page, this film is surprisingly tame, light hearted and comic almost to a flaw. It is not that this film is necessarily bad, but rather that it fails to truly connect the audience with the subject, which is always kept at an arm’s length. Obviously, this is a subject matter that needs to be treated with care, for anybody that is aware of Bettie Page knows that the pin up girl was in the naughty business of modeling and not always for cutesy swimsuit pictures.

On the basics, this film delivers nicely. The story is interesting, giving an very brief overview of Bettie’s childhood, a brush through of her adolescence and focusing for the most part on her rise to fame. The story is told mostly in black and white, with the occasional scene in color, brightly saturated matching the color quality of film at the time. This technique makes for an interesting look which although it does not quite actually match the grainy film footage used between some scenes, it is close enough to bring a convincing nostalgic mood to the film. From her religious, conservative background to her modeling fame and her return to religion, we see Bettie enter a highly questionable, but also lucrative business with the wide eyes, the easy smile and the naiveté of a little girl.

There is a fun, entertaining, almost tongue in cheek attitude to this film that bothers me, because it fails to recognize the subject matter at hand. The film almost seems guided, in the sense that through out the main body of the film one sees the fun shoots, the laughing, the goofy footage of spankings and S&M in a way that is almost reminiscent of grown girls doing nothing more adult than say…a tea party. And yet, on occasion, when a certain pamphlet of photographs is brought up to Bettie to sign or certain footage is shown during the court scene, we see a quite darker side of what transpired, much more realistic and one that fails to amuse quite as much. It is during those small bursts that this film gains its seriousness. But the inability of the director to project this reality throughout left me in the end feeling that she was opening windows and telling me when to look where.

My wife, who watched this with me brought up some interesting insight, which makes for a valid point in the defense of the director’s choice to show the movie in this fashion. Perhaps, we are meant to see the movie through the eyes of Bettie, who throughout is extremely naive and childish in her approach to her shooting sessions. And the bursts that we see in the pamphlets and the court are meant to be seen the way the public sees it.

This is a valid argument, though one that fails to convince me personally. Why then bother to show the key points in Bettie’s childhood that would traumatize any person. I do not with to spoil the film by discussing it in detail, but suffice it to say that there are a pair of incidents that should have given Betty more insight as to the reality of the world, a lesson which according to this movie was not learned. And it is quite possible that Bettie Page was actually this foolish, in which case, I would be fine with it as long as the director did not hold my hand for so long. I think that even in matters such as S&M I am perfectly capable of being able to tell the fun from the serious and do not need it funneled in the fashion that was done here.

That being my chief complaint on the film, the story itself is quite engaging, and as I said, tame enough that makes it approachable even to the person that may not quite be comfortable with this subject. It is actually quite easy to laugh during this movie and label it a bit of naughty fun without coming out of it with a feeling that something terrible just happened.

It also should be noted that the acting was quite impressive, by Gretchen Mol in the lead role and by the supporting cast who make a convincing job portraying the characters of that time. The technical aspects of the film, including the choice of coloration when it happens, the black and white shots and the old school transitions also do a very good job of making this film fit with the times that it deals with.

Bottom line? Expect a fun, naughty film that will deliver entertainment, but will not necessarily a great drama.

Rating: 3 out of 5
Notes: Adult themes, nudity, S&M imagery…do not get me wrong, I say this film is tame in proportion to the subject matter it deals with, there is still a number of provocative scenes, acts and nudity to make some people blush.
Quote: John Willie: Do you mind if I ask you a question, Bettie? What do you think Jesus would think about what you’re doing now?
Bettie Page: Well, Mr. Willie, I’ve thought about this quite a lot and I’m not really sure if I know anymore. I think God has given us some kind of talent and he wants us to use it. That’s why he gives it to us.

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Book Review: The Watchmen

August 19th, 2008 | Category: Book Reviews

Song of the Day: Forget Her - Jeff Buckley

  • Author: Alan Moore
  • Category: Fiction - Graphic Novel

So it took me this long to finally read what many people claim to arguably be the greatest graphic novel of all time: The Watchmen. That argument has been given to me for a while and perhaps it was the hype itself that made me originally reject it; or maybe it was the fact that stylistically, the artwork itself did not seem to magnetize me; or was it the character concepts with a certain old school je ne sais quoi which simply did not interest me. Even after Todd and I made reports on Turtle Pellets regarding the upcoming movie I did not feel compelled enough to pick this novel up.

It was, in fact, not until Comic-Con just this past month that my interest was piqued. By then I had already seen the trailer that came ahead of The Dark Knight, which had failed to impress me much. However, attending the panel and seeing the extended footage showed me a side to this story I had simply not understood before. The panel itself seemed passionate about the work and though I am very hesitant of Synder at the helm (you need only read my review of 300), I came out of that panel wanting to read this novel and find out more about it.

I finally did and though I am by no means in a position to call it or disregard it as the ‘greatest graphic novel of all time’, I can say without a shadow of a doubt that it is the greatest graphic novel I have ever read. That may not mean much; though I am perhaps more familiarized with comics than the average person, my comic knowledge is still relatively limited and my hands have not held that many graphic novels to begin with. Nevertheless, it does not take an avid comic book reader to appreciate a book that contains not only finesse, but also enough smart and heady content to satisfy the most intellectual of readers.

Surely, The Watchmen served as the inspiration for Pixar favorite The Incredibles, though the content has not been watered down for the younger audience. Dealing with heavy morality and ethical questions, the novel basically looks at a world where heroes were forced to retire in the seventies due to legalities, changing public perception and resentment from cops who felt increasingly marginalized and incapable of doing their job. They all seem to have settled in their retirement, some more comfortably than others, when a ‘mask killer’ suddenly emerges, bent on taking out the group of vigilantes, one by one. Racing against time, the former heroes must don their costumes one more time to solve the crime that may save their lives or more importantly, the planet.

After reading the novel, I have to say that my comments on the illustration remain remarkably the same. I am still unimpressed with the old school style and incredibly simple layout, though perhaps, my eyes have been opened to Dave Gibbons’ (illustrator) own spartan efficiency. Even in its barren form, each cell seems to serve its duty with precision, in both composition and content. There may be no gravity defying poses, or humanly impossible contortions from the aged protagonists on the paper, but all the information is drawn out with a purpose which is married most interestingly with the often multi-layered content.

Let it be known, this is not your typical superhero tale. It is a tale of humanity that happens to have hero’s as its central figures, allowing for a much grander scheme which is nonetheless timeless and applicable to just about any person that has ever questioned their actions in relation to good and evil. This is exciting in that it feels refreshing and new. Considering that this graphic novel came out in the eighties, it is a surprising achievement, that it is able to hold out so well against the recent works that continuously try to paint themselves in the same light. At the same time, however, when considering the movie that looms in the horizon, I can only grow in my skepticism and concern. I repeat, this is not your typical superhero tale. Having seen the trailer and the footage, I have to wonder how many people that have not read the novel will go in expecting another Iron Man or Dark Knight. More than an action story, this is a drama, a story about what goes on behind the scenes and the crime fighting itself takes a secondary role to the character and plot development which, as I mentioned earlier, is much more broad than your run of the mill, evil villain trying to destroy the world story.

It is perhaps that I am still elated from my read (I just finished it about half an hour ago), that I fail to find any reasonable flaw with this book. It reads in complex layers and carries a theme of epic proportions and it is populated by a cast of characters that are so well fleshed out and developed, that they are likable beyond their obvious flaws, of which they have many. Careful reading of the novel, and a good eye will show details peppered throughout the story that make it a delightful read, on top of the challenging theme it decided to tackle. My recommendation? Go read it, because if Snyder happens to screw up this movie (which I am praying he will not), you will at least know where he went wrong and be able to hold your knowledge to the movie and say…no, the original work was much, much better.

Rating: 5 out of 5
Notes: There are some adult themes here and very brief nudity. Language is kept in check but, this comic book is really not intended with for your six year old.

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Book Review: Number 9 Dream

August 14th, 2008 | Category: Book Reviews

Song of the Day: Kissing Families - Silversun Pickups

  • Author: David Mitchell
  • Category: Fiction

There are books that hook you, grip you and will not let you go until you finish them and this one is one of those, falling in the category of Mitchell’s Cloud Atlas and Atwood’s Oryx & Crake, and though thematically they are different, they all have that engrossing quality to them. Needless to say, I am quickly becoming a David Mitchell fan, who has batted two out of two for me with amazing skill.

Like Cloud Atlas, Number 9 Dream was a finalist for the Man Booker Prize, unlike Cloud Atlas, this book is a lot more accessible, with a straight forward storyline that does employ a number of flashbacks and side stories to set itself up, but done in a way that is easy to follow and rather entertaining.

Based in japan, Number 9 Dream tells the story of Eiji Miyake, a young man of twenty with an overactive imagination that is determined to find his father, whom he has never met, in Tokyo. Having suffered enough as far as his family life goes, Eiji is sure that finding his father will be the first step to a better life, or at least a life that he will have an easier time understanding. However, what the young aspiring soccer player and country boy does not know, is that in his search for father, he will be tugged into the ruthless underbelly of Tokyo in a way that will change his life forever, not to mention his point of view in the meaning of family.

Mitchell impresses, with a voice that is clearly in control, characters that are unique, believable and interesting, though they may or may not be likable. Throughout the novel the author does a magnificent job balancing, suspense, thrills, fantasies and humor. If anything, this book ended up reminding me of my experience reading Catche in the Rye, and that is a tremendous compliment.

There is one minor plot point which I found too convenient and given the complexity and the multiple layers that Mitchell operates in, it sticks out like a sore thumb, which is unfortunate because it could have easily been changed to make it less obvious (for those wondering, I am speaking of Suga’s gift). Outside of that, this is a fully entertaining read that keeps you  hooked through the entirety of the read.

Rating: 5 out of 5
Notes: Some violent content here, not exactly a read for the younger crowd.

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Movie Review: The Diving Bell and the Butterfly

August 06th, 2008 | Category: Movie Reviews

Song of the day: Green Grass - Tom Waits

  • Director: Julian Schnabel
  • Genre: Drama/Biography
  • Year: 2007

I have used the term visual poetry to describe a film before: The New World. I would like to use the term again, but not in the same fashion. If we were talking music, The New Word would be the symphony and this would be far less orchestrated, simpler, definitely more approachable, but by no means lacking power.

You know that shot that I loved from Joe Wright’s Pride and Prejudice? The peach colored veil with dancing patches of salmon and gold that is meant to represent Lizzie’s closed eyes, aimed at the sun registering the shadows produced by overhead foliage swimming over her? Well, it seems to me Julian Schnabel liked it as well and decided to dissect it, study it and then run with it.

Tilted shots, indecisive focus, streaks and blurs all culminate to create an unorthodox way of telling a story where part of the time you become, with surreal effect, Jean-Dominique Bauby, former editor of Elle magazine and highly acclaimed journalist as he wakes from his coma. His world, becomes our world, his frustrations our own, his sadness and triumphs, become that much more personal.

No intrusive soundtrack here, but the sound of lightly reverberated voices that lock you up, in that diving suit he continues to see himself in, as if a sheet of glass separated him - us- from the world. The effect is frighteningly real and though the story is not entirely told this way and we are given the opportunity to step out for a ‘breather’, so to speaks, this first person tool is utilize with great effectiveness throughout the film.

Make no mistake, the artistic touch is here, in every askew shot and blinding flash of light, from the sideways buildings that threaten to collapse over you after granting you a novel angle to the alienating, symbolic shots of the wheelchair on a barren platform surrounded by the chaotic play of the waves.

The reality of the event, a man who lived success only to have it taken by him when he suffers from a stroke that leaves him almost entirely paralyzed, which leaves him - in his words - with three working parts, his imagination, his memories and his left eye. He communicates through blinks and after forcing himself to pick up where he left off, he goes on to write a memoir which eventually became the basis for this movie.

Humorous at times, highly emotional at others, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly is a tremendous biographical ride of the sort that leaves you watching the credits quietly, trying to digest the affective load that has been dumped on you and connecting dots together, in an effort to marry what has just been witnessed and the way it applies to one’s individual life. In a word: profound.

Rating: 5 out of 5
Notes: Brief nudity, adult situations and some highly emotional moments. French language with English subtitles. I should also note, Marie-Josee Croze is as charming as ever and Mathieu Amalric continues to impress.
Quote: Jean-Dominique Bauby: A poet once said, “Only a fool laughs when nothing’s funny”

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