Thursday, March 24, 2022

True Romance (1993) *****

 


When the subject of favorite movies in different genres comes up, I always say that my favorite romantic comedy is “True Romance.” True, the movie isn't usually listed in this genre, but it is hilarious and truly romantic. The main characters even meet in a cute manner. This isn't some frothy, Jennifer Lopez rom-com, however. It's a cool-ass crime film written by Quentin Tarantino and directed by Tony Scott ("Top Gun"), and one of the best movies ever!


Christian Slater plays Clarence Worley, a comic-store clerk who loves Elvis Presley and spends his birthdays watching kung-fu movies by himself. When he meets Alabama (Patricia Arquette), they fall in love the first night. Clarence isn't bothered when he learns that Alabama is/was a call-girl, but it does gnaw at him that she had a pimp. When he confronts the pimp (Gary Oldman), Clarence winds up with a suitcase full of un-cut cocaine. Hoping to sell the coke and start a new life together, he and Alabama head to Hollywood, with the Mafia hot on their trail.


It's rare that a movie is perfect, or at least that its charm shines so brightly that it blinds you to any flaws. “True Romance” is a perfect movie to me, and it has remained so over many years and many viewings. Every scene crackles with the funny, realistic dialogue that made Tarantino famous. Even in the small parts, the supporting cast is simply amazing, including Oldman, Samuel L. Jackson, James Gandolfini, Dennis Hopper, Christopher Walken, Val Kilmer, Brad Pitt, Bronson Pinchot, Chris Penn, and the list goes on. I hate to single out any one performance, as there are no throwaway roles here, but Saul Rubinek is particularly entertaining as an egotistical movie producer. Patricia Arquette's southern accent leaves something to be desired, but she is so adorable that it is easy to overlook that. Her voice-over narration at the beginning and end of the film is an artistic choice that I might not have made, either, but then the whole movie is just so charming that that narration is like the mole on Cindy Crawford's cheek, it's a flaw that merely adds to the beauty.


Clarence is one of the truly great literary characters. When we first meet him, he is a lonely guy working in a comics store, seemingly waiting for his life to begin. It turns out he was just a lock waiting for a key. With Alabama, his world expands, and his potential energy is made kinetic. He is charming and open, yet capable of decisive action, and did I mention that Elvis talks to him in the bathroom? Clarence and Alabama are a couple of innocents in a dark forest. Surrounded by danger, they make it through because of their big hearts and because they hold on to each other, and that, my friend, is True Romance!


5 stars out of 5

Saturday, March 19, 2022

The Dollars Trilogy (“A Fistful of Dollars” 1964, “For a Few Dollars More” 1965, “The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly” 1966)

 


First of all, this trio of films by Sergio Leone, starring Clint Eastwood, is not a true trilogy. It is more of a cycle. Eastwood does not exactly play the same character in each film (nor does Lee Van Cleef, who co-stars in the last 2 films). Clint does appear in each film as a laconic, poncho-wearing gunfighter, whose name we are never sure of, such that he has come to be referred to in these films as “The Man With no Name.”


In “A Fistful of Dollars,” Eastwood's character, whom the locals end up calling “Joe,” rides into a town divided between 2 families. The Rojos and the Baxters are at war, with the townsfolk trapped in the middle. Joe hires on with one family, then the other, partly to help out the locals, but mostly to make himself a fistful of dollars.


The movie is a re-imagining of the samurai film “Yojimbo”, by Japanese director Akira Kurosawa. It was not the first or the last time that a Kurosawa film was made into a western. 1960's “The Magnificent Seven” was based on “The Seven Samurai,” and 1964's “The Outrage” is a remake of “Rashomon.”


Clint Eastwood was not Sergio Leone's first choice for Joe. The role was offered to a number of famous American actors, including Henry Fonda and Charles Bronson. Eastwood was known for his TV role on “Rawhide,” but he was not a movie star. He did come cheap, however, and Leone, like all directors of European westerns or so-called “Spaghetti westerns,” was working on a tight budget, reportedly about $200,000. Both Eastwood and the $200K turned out to be good investments. Building on word-of-mouth, the film became a hit in Europe, then in the U.S., earning almost $19 million at the box office and becoming a classic. This is despite mixed reviews at the time.


Those negative reviews were, in some sense, justified. The film does border on self-parody, and it could have easily been titled “A Fistful of Cliches.” The reality, though, is that the whole western genre at that time was already a self-parody. Every character in a cowboy hat had come to be a cliché of one kind or another. Leone's genius was in distilling those cliches down to their essence, removing the white-hats-versus-black-hats moralizing, and elevating the spaghetti western to its own iconic genre. Eastwood's genius was in saying as little as possible. Most actors are hungry for as many lines in a script as they can get, but Eastwood understood that the less his character talked, the more mysterious and cool he seemed. 

 

 



Hot off the success of “A Fistful of Dollars,” Leone convinced Eastwood to join him for a followup the next year. Not exactly a sequel, “For a Few Dollars More” depicts Eastwood as a bounty hunter. His character is called “Manco,” which is Spanish for “one-armed” or “one-handed,” which may be a reference to his character's preference for a handgun over a rifle. Manco crosses paths with another bounty hunter, Colonel Mortimer (Lee Van Cleef), who uses an interesting variety of weapons to ply his trade, including a shoulder brace that he can clamp to his pistol for better accuracy. The two find themselves both pursuing an outlaw named El Indio (Gian Maria Volonte), and they reluctantly join forces.


Eastwood is as cool as ever, smoking his little cigars and keeping his mouth shut, and Lee Van Cleef doubles the film's cool quotient. Gian Maria Volonte plays El Indio with sweaty brilliance, his maniacal laughter and cold stare punctuating moments of cruelty or cunning. 

 


 


“The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” is the third film in the cycle, but it is set during the American Civil War, predating the other 2 films. Eastwood's character this time around is referred to as “Blondie,” a drifter who teams up with an outlaw named Tuco (Eli Wallach). The two run a scheme where Blondie turns Tuco in to the law for a reward, then frees him by shooting the rope just as he is about to be hanged. They make good money off the scheme for a while, but eventually have a falling out. Meanwhile, a hired killer nicknamed “Angel Eyes” (Lee Van Cleef) becomes aware of a cache of Confederate gold, and begins searching for the rebel soldier who knows where it is buried. Eventually Blondie, Tuco, and Angel Eyes all wind up hunting for the gold and gunning for each other.


Where Lee Van Cleef played a heroic character in “For a Few Dollars More,” his Angel Eyes is bad to the bone, “the Bad” from the title. There is nothing wrong with Eli Wallach's looks, but he is “the Ugly”. He provides the comic relief for the film, but he doesn't let his character slide into sheer buffoonery. Tuco can be cunning and resourceful when needed, and he is the only one of the three whose past we learn about, when he visits his brother, who is a monk. Eastwood sticks with what works: smoking his cigars, looking cool, and saying as little as possible. As he described his approach to the character,


“I wanted to play it with an economy of words and create this whole feeling through attitude and movement. ... I felt the less he said, the stronger he became and the more he grew in the imagination of the audience.”


Each of the films in this cycle is a classic, but “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” is probably the first among equals, and it is the most indispensable film of the trilogy. A true classic, the film is a bit long, but worth every minute. Besides being a cool story, the movie makes some statements about the American Civil War, and, really, war in general. It also features the definitive Mexican standoff, with the 3 main characters facing off for a sweaty eternity before drawing their guns, a slow dance to Ennio Morricone's haunting score.


And that brings us to the music. More iconic than the gunfights, the cigars, or any of it is Morricone's classic music, punctuated by whistling, gunshots, and whip cracks. He did the scores for all three of these films. His creative use of sound effects, electric guitar, and voice was partly due to budgetary constraints. He didn't have access to the kind of large orchestra that was traditionally used for a western movie score. Necessity breeds invention, as they say, and Morricone's music has come to be more widely respected than any of those swelling orchestral numbers.


All of it comes together to create one classic series of westerns. “For a Few Dollars More” is the least known of the trilogy, but it is just as much a classic as the other two films, and its title could serve as a summary for all three. Each of these films is a story about the lengths men will go to, the killing and double-crossing, for a few dollars more.


4 stars out of 5 for “A Fistful of Dollars” and “For a Few Dollars More”

5 stars for “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” (even if it does lack an Oxford comma)

Sunday, March 13, 2022

The Suicide Squad (2021) ***1/2

 


2016's "Suicide Squad" was a turd, even by the standards of the DC Comics film franchise, which is saying a lot. This is the movie studio that brought us "Aquaman" and the Batman costume with nipples. You could be forgiven for assuming that their second attempt at a Suicide Squad movie would be just as bad. I was pleasantly surprised to find that 2021's “The Suicide Squad” is actually pretty fun.


This film wisely ignores anything that happened in the 2016 film, and it doesn't waste time on lengthy origin stories or tie-ins with other DC characters. It launches right into Agent Waller (Viola Davis) assembling a team of super-miscreants, or maybe I should say “incarcerated persons” who have superpowers. The deal, as she says, “...is the same as always.” Team members get time off their prison sentence if they complete the mission and survive. The mission: destroy a dangerous, giant, alien starfish that has fallen into the hands of an anti-American junta after a military coup in the small nation of Corto Maltese.


Without giving away too much, the team that ultimately does the mission is made up of Colonel Rick Flag (Joel Kinnaman); a couple of muscular weapons experts called Bloodsport (Idris Elba) and Peacemaker (John Cena); Ratcatcher 2 (Daniela Melchior), who controls rats; Polka-Dot Man (David Dastmalchian), who shoots destructive polka-dots out of his body; King Shark (voiced by Sylvester Stallone), literally a walking shark; and, of course, Harley Quinn (Margot Robbie), the psychotic ex-girlfriend of the Joker.


The movie is absolutely ridiculous, but instead of trying to make something serious of itself, “The Suicide Squad” does something that you rarely see in movies from this franchise: It has some fun. The whole movie is like a surrealist fever dream, chock full of violence and humor, as when one character expresses his disbelief at a double-cross, “Blackguard betrayed us!”


It may be something of an accident that “The Suicide Squad” is as good as it is. David Ayer, who directed that crappy 2016 “Suicide Squad,” was set to do a sequel, but he got sidetracked by another project. After going through several candidates, Warner Bros. managed to snag James Gunn from Marvel Studios. Gunn wrote and directed the 2 “Guardians of the Galaxy” movies, the second of which is particularly good, and he brings a fresh, devil-may-care aesthetic. (His titling of the film as “THE Suicide Squad” was meant as a joke, but Warner Bros. liked it well enough to keep it.) The cast is excellent, and Margot Robbie has finally gotten the right tone with the Harley Quinn character. Put it all together with a giant starfish rampaging Godzilla-like, and I was able to do something I haven't done at a DC comics movie in quite a while – laugh and have a good time!


3.5 stars out of 5

Saturday, March 12, 2022

Jonah Hex (2010) **1/2

 


Sometimes it seems like all movie studios want to make these days are movies based on comic books. Franchises like The Avengers are a license to print money, and studios are falling all over themselves to buy the rights to adapt what they hope will be the next cash cow. “Jonah Hex” is an example of a gamble that did not pay off. Based on a DC comics series, with a big-name cast and a budget of $47 million, the film only managed to earn $11 million. It flopped with critics as well, and I can understand why, but I have to say that I actually found it entertaining.


Josh Brolin plays Jonah, a Confederate soldier who refused a murderous order from his commander, Quentin Turnbull. During the mutiny, Jonah was forced to kill his best friend, who happens to be Turnbull's son. As revenge, Turnbull (John Malkovich) kills Jonah's family, brands his face, and leaves him for dead. An American Indian shaman uses magic to revive Jonah, rendering him nigh-immortal and with the ability to talk to the dead. The scar-faced Jonah walks the earth as a bounty hunter, until the U.S. Government recruits him to stop Turnbull from unleashing a powerful weapon.


Besides Brolin and Malkovich, the film features Will Arnett (“Arrested Development”), Michael Fassbender, and Megan Fox. With such an impressive cast, it is hard to understand how “Jonah Hex” was such a financial flop. I have noticed that there are two kinds of comic-to-film adaptations. Most, like the Avengers and other MCU films, as well as the Wonder-Woman and Batman movies, look like regular action movies. A few, like “Sin City,” "Watchmen," and "Polar," retain their comic-book sensibility. “Jonah Hex” is one of the latter. It looks like it was ripped, panel-for-panel from the pages of a comic, and that film-making style may turn some audiences off. I happen to like the style, and I found “Jonah Hex” moderately entertaining. It's full of action, it's visually interesting, and Megan Fox is really pretty. Sure, it's a silly story, but the A-list cast do their best to elevate the material. Full disclosure: I watched it while working out, which significantly lowers my demands for a movie. I'm giving it 2.5 stars, but it probably would not have fared even that well watching it from the couch.


2.5 stars out of 5

Saturday, March 05, 2022

Mickey One (1965) ***

 


“Is there any word from the Lord?” - Jeremiah 37:16-17


Warren Beatty, in one of his early films, plays a stand-up comic, living the high life of fast cars and beautiful women. Then it all comes crashing down. He is told that he owes a debt to the Mob, but no one will tell him why, how much he owes, or how long he has to work to pay it off. From this Kafka-esque situation, he flees to Chicago with nothing but the shirt on his back. Given the new name “Mickey One” by an abusive boss, the homeless comic saves his money and starts building himself a new life. Cautiously returning to the stage, Mickey avoids popular clubs where he might be recognized, but he eventually finds himself being judged by unseen, inscrutable forces he cannot escape.


The biggest mistake you can make with “Mickey One,” the mistake I made, is to go into it thinking this is a noir film. Because of the Mob association, the film tends to get promoted as such, but what it really is is a French New Wave art movie, made in America. Director Arthur Penn was heavily influenced by Truffaut ("Jules and Jim") and Godard ("Breathless"), and it seems to me he also watched Orson Welles's 1962 classic “The Trial.” The movie also reminded me of Fellini's "8 1/2," with its grotesque characters and disorienting flashbacks.


Using these art-house elements, Penn has created, not a noir crime movie, but an existentialist exploration of the human condition. Mickey's predicament is our predicament. When he stands on stage, with a blinding spotlight shining down on him, afraid that he may be struck down at any moment for unknown reasons, his cri du coeur is the Bible verse repeatedly quoted by the local Salvation Army volunteers, “Is there any word from the Lord?”


Unfortunately, like the New Wave films that inspired it, “Mickey One” is confounding and difficult to watch. It is such a classic example of Americanized New Wave cinema that I would definitely recommend it for true film buffs, not so much for everyone else. The film deserves its cult classic status, with emphasis on the “cult” rather than the classic.


3 stars out of 5