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Movie review: Conclave

the opposite of faith

The pope is dead. Cardinal Lawrence (Ralph Fiennes), as Dean of the College of Cardinals, is tasked with organizing the conclave to select a new pontiff. That’s the premise of the movie.

The candidates emerge. Cardinal Bellini (Stanley Tucci) is a liberal favorite, while Cardinal Tedesco (Sergio Castellito) is a conservative alternative. Could Cardinal Trembley (John Lithgow) emerge as a compromise? And there’s never been an African pope—how about Cardinal Adeyemi ( Lucian Msamati)? And there are others.

A potential scandal or two colors the proceedings. On the face of it, this should be a boring, stuffy process based on issues that people not seeped in Catholicism would not care about. It is not. The wardrobe and set look realistic, and the cinematography is lovely. “Costume Designer Lisy Christl on Why the Cardinals’ Crosses Were an Important Character Detail.”

The acting—including by Isabella Rosellini as Sister Agnes—is wonderful. The nuns may be invisible, but they do see. Even cardinals struggle with the notion of their calling. One of the resonating quotes is that “the opposite of faith is not doubt; the opposite of faith is certainty.” What are the perils of ambition?

A review I saw notes that Conclave is “among other things, an actual thriller, of character rather than jeopardy.” Well, maybe a little bit of jeopardy. It was surprisingly riveting.

Smoky back rooms

It reminded me somewhat of political conventions, not the ones we have more recently where the outcomes are preordained, but the old-fashioned smoky back rooms, where there was horse trading for votes amongst the delegates. The favorite sons from a given state held their delegates in abeyance for some trade-off.

I saw Conclave at the Spectrum Theatre in Albany on a Thursday afternoon. The room was about 1/3 full, which is not bad for that time of day. The reviews on Rotten Tomatoes were 91% positive with the critics and 85% positive with the audiences.

One of the negative reviews was from Hosea Rupprecht from Pauline Media Studies, who wrote: “From the perspective of the Catholic Church, Conclave offends by taking this sacred ritual which is supposed to inspire faith, humility, and trust in the providence of God, and turns it into a disturbing commentary on human weakness and ambition.”

I’m not feeling it. As a Protestant kid who’s had an utter fascination with the papacy from childhood, I think it reflects what people of faith have told me over the many decades about internal struggle. Others complain about the “final twist that is, arguably, one twist too far.”It’s a fictional story, but the conclusion seems internally consistent.

I highly recommend it.

Barry Haydasz (1953-2024)

‘What would Barry do?’

Barry Haydasz was a very sweet guy who I’ve known for decades. He and I were besties with Uthaclena. Barry passed away on October 10 at 71, a mere 18 days younger than me.

Uthaclena and his cousin created an annual MidWinter event each first Saturday in February, compleat with strange incantations. While it started elsewhere, most of these events were held on Barry’s expansive property. Dozens of folks would show up, many invited by others; it didn’t matter. It was a true open invitation, and Barry was a generous host. The bonfire, where one can throw pieces of paper representing things to get rid of from the previous year, was the source of wax magick.

Barry’s instruments often accompanied elements of both MidWinter and complementary MidSummer events.

Barry was a computer geek who initially worked as a technician and later as a web designer. His career concluded at the Cary Institute of Ecosystem Studies in Millbrook, NY, where he served as an educator and trail guide.

His cancer diagnosis was prolonged. Two years earlier, Uthaclena wrote: “Barry will not be having surgery because ‘there’s no point in it;’ he will not receive radiation because the bone cancer has spread, so it’s not concentrated in one place. As soon as it’s arranged, he’ll start receiving chemo locally. Yet there would be times when he seemed to rally for a time.

Goodbyes

Ultimately, I was compelled to take a train to his funeral, though I could stay very long. It was great to connect with some of his friends, some of whom I had not seen in several years.

Uthaclena spoke at the October 17 service at a Rhinebeck funeral home. He said, in part: “He inspired and entertained us, and he traveled beside us. He cared for our Earth, for that which grew on it, and those that flew above it. With diligence and skill, he repaired that which was broken; how many of us have pondered a problem wondering, ‘What would Barry do?’”

Movie: The Big Parade (1925)

World War I film

In the past decade, I’ve become very interested in films about World War I. Cole Haddon, on his Substack page, declares that “‘The Big Parade’ is one of the first great anti-war films in cinema, but also a perfect demonstration of what he calls ‘narrative mirroring’ in storytelling.”

The movie was directed by King Vidor in 1925. It’s, of course, a silent film and is black and white. It starts in many ways, like other WWI films I’ve watched, such as the 2018 Peter Jackson documentary They Shall Not Grow Old and the 2022 remake of All Quiet On The Western Front, showing a certain glorification of war. This is the Good Fight. Isn’t it going to be wonderful? Once you get down to the brass tacks—not until the last 60 minutes of this 2.5-hour film—does the fighting become the brutalizing event that war is.

Some of the earlier scenes with Jim (John Gilbert), his army buddies Bull (Tom O’Brien), and the expert spitter Slim (Karl Dane) are on the verge of slapstick. There’s a bit of romance involving Jim’s fiancee, Justyn (Claire Adams), and a young French woman Melisande (Renée Adorée).

Big hit

Haddon writes that The Big Parade, a title with multiple meanings, was “MGM’s biggest moneymaker until Gone with the Wind was released in 1939. The reason I think it’s worth your time to consider what I have to say about it is twofold: 1) the film has been beautifully restored and is available to watch for free on YouTube (link) and, more importantly, 2) the structure Vidor and his team of writers used.”

He notes: “Narrative mirroring involves repeating a story beat in a different context, an act of juxtaposition with the first that produces a new, deeper meaning…This repeated beat also tends to imbue similarly new, deeper meaning in the original story beat if/when the viewer returns to it. This happens consistently throughout The Big Parade.”

My fascination with WWI films is because, like most people, I understand World War I far less than the American Civil War or World War II.

Today is 11/11, the anniversary of the “war to end all wars,” which it didn’t.

Sunday Stealing: hobbies

Doris the cat

**By kind permiission of SMBC Comics. “Fixing Social Media”**

The Sunday Stealing meme continues to steal from 200 questions.

Hobbies I’ve learned from a friend

Do I have hobbies? I suppose genealogy is a hobby, but I don’t know who I learned it from. My cousin Lisa’s much more into it than I am, and I probably picked up a few things from her, but my quest started separately. Back in the olden days, when I used to read comic books, I would blame that on my OLD friend Uthaclena. When I was a kid, I used to collect coins and stamps, but I don’t know who I learned those things from

My physical activity preferences

Earlier this week, I was walking down the street. This woman, who I did not know, said, “I haven’t seen you on your bicycle for a while,” which is true. I used to ride it all over the city limits. Somehow, I didn’t pull it out of the shed in 2023. In 2024, I told myself I should take it to the bike shop and get it fixed up, but the one closest to me, the Down Tube, closed recently, and I haven’t gotten around to schlepping it to another place to get it tuned up. Maybe I will do that before the end of the season, which is coming to a rapid close. Meanwhile, I walk.

MUSIC

Music I think is essential for everyone to hear.

I don’t think there’s any music that is essential for everyone to hear. I can tell you what I’ve been listening to recently. The Rascals had an album called Freedom Suite, and the first song was America The Beautiful. I also just listened to Dave Brubeck’s Time Out album, which has the unexpected hit Take Five. Randy Newman’s Political Science is something I’ve loved for years. Fleetwood Mac’s Go Your Own Way always seems to have an effect on me, as does the Beach Boys’ Until I Die.

Something I have to relearn every time I do it

Most things of an even minor mechanical basis baffle me. For instance, there’s a step ladder in my office as we speak, which I can put up, but I have the darndest time closing up. My wife could do so in seconds. I was at church last week, and we were moving tables from one room to another for an event. Neither the guy I was helping nor I could figure out how to collapse the legs. So we ended up rolling the table with the legs extended because it was just easier.

When I start thinking about holiday season planning

I have no holiday season plans. It’s all random. My wife talks to her mother or brother, and something develops, but an extended plan doesn’t exist.

Quirks & preferences I have about writing letters

I used to love writing letters. I still have a whole bunch of letters that I’ve received from when I went to college in the early 1970s until the end of the ’80s. In the later period, I have even the letters that I wrote back; I used carbon paper to keep the copy.

READING

If I had to limit my reading to only three genres, I’d pick…

History, historical fiction, and nerdy nonfiction books mostly about music

When joining teams, would I rather lead or follow

It depends on what the team is and how good the leadership is. I like to find my niche in most communities. I only want to lead it if it’s being run so badly that I feel compelled to take over.

What’s my dream concert, and who would be performing

I’m sure I don’t have a dream concert. Every concert I get to see always has something to recommend it.

The funniest, weirdest, silliest animal/pet I’ve ever met

I used to have a not-very-smart cat named Doris when I was in college. I used to say, “Doris, your mind is so porous.”

How has love changed for me over the years

We don’t have room for all that. Every relationship, romantic and otherwise, alters the trajectory.

A book, movie, or song that brings me a sense of peace

Every time I see a movie again, I see it differently. When I listen to music, I often hear it anew. I’m not sure “a sense of peace” applies. When I was involved in my Bible study, we read a lot of the Old Testament stuff, the war/ history section, which gave me no peace whatsoever.

NOMENCLATURE

Names I like but wouldn’t suit me.

I spent so much time establishing my name that picking another one doesn’t appeal to me. I spent time correcting the spelling of my first and last name; people put a D in Roger or an E at the end of Green. Several people would call me George because I think the letters in Roger and George are not dissimilar.

What’s a part of myself I’m still working to understand

Finding the balance between doing good for society and caring for myself remains challenging.

Something I love about myself today

I’ve mentioned this before, but it’s my power of observation of some mundane things. For instance, a few weeks ago, I was walking home. There’s a police station about a block and a half from my house, and a cop car was pulling out of the parking space and driving down the road. It was dusk, and I could barely see the vehicle, so I flagged the car down and told the driver to turn on his lights.

Music and movie: Call Me

Al Green

Here’s another edition of The Titles Are The Same, But The Songs Are Different. The sentence Call Me can be taken at several levels of suggestiveness, as these tracks suggest.

Blondie, #1 pop in 1980. Interestingly, Blondie made other charts with different songs. The Tide Is High went to #3 on the adult contemporary charts, while Rapture went to #33 in the R&B charts in 1981.

Aretha Franklin, #13 pop, #1 RB for two weeks in 1970. Aretha wrote this.

Johnny Mathis, #21 pop in 1958. Mitch Miller produced the song. And if you know who Mitch Miller is, you’re likely of a certain vintage.

Chris Montez, #22 pop, #2 AC in 1966. Weird: I know this song, but not by this artist. The fact that it was written by Tony Hatch was a big hint. Petula Clark recorded it on an EP in 1965, but it failed to chart anywhere except Argentina.

Skyy, #26 pop, #1 RB for two weeks in 1982. Very dancable.

Tweet, #31 pop, #9 RB in 2002. Co-written by Missy Elliott, and produced by Timbaland.

Click, #35 pop in 1997. To my surprise, I had heard this before.

Go West, #54 in 1985. This is SO eighties!

Dennis DeYoung, #54 pop, #5 AC in 1986. Written and produced by the singer. This is ALSO so eighties.

Too Short and Lil’ Kim, #90 pop, #30 RB in 1997. This is the NON-explicit version? Er, ah…This is from the 1997 movie Booty Call starring Jamie Foxx.

Variations

There’s also Call Me (Come Back Home) by Al Green, #10 pop, #2 RB for two weeks, which my Top Pop Singles book lists separately. No, he’s NOT my cousin, though I have made jokes to that effect.

Over a dozen other songs start with the words Call Me in the title. At least two reached the Top 10 in the rock and roll era, Call Me When You’re Sober by Evanescence, #10 in 2006, and the ubiquitous Call Me Maybe by Carly Rae Jepsen, #1 in 2012.

In 1910, Ada Jones and the American Quartet hit #1 with Call Me Up Some Rainy Afternoon, written by Irving Berlin. Ben Selvin hit #9 with Call Me Darling (Call Me Sweetheart, Call Me Dear) in 1931; the billing notes The Cavaliers, and the vocalist is Orlando Roberson.

The movie

There is a 1988 movie titled Call Me, directed by Sollace Mitchell, and starring Patricia Charbonneau, Stephen McHattie, and Boyd Gaines. Since there are over 900 movies and TV shows with the words Call Me in the title, I had to search for it by plugging in Boyd Gaines, who I vaguely remember from “a three-year (1981-84) stint as Mark Royer, the dental student who married Barbara Cooper (Valerie Bertinelli) on the long-running CBS sitcom ‘One Day at a Time.'”

As for the film, “A journalist agrees to meet an obscene caller at a bar, and ends up witnessing a murder.” The tagline: “He knows everything she never knew about herself. He could be everything she ever wanted . . . or feared!”

The IMDb is 5.3 On Rotten Tomatoes, there are two negative critics’ reviews, and the audience response was only 20% favorable. Still, some people sort of liked it. One viewer, giving it 2.5 stars out of five, acknowledged, “I am not entirely sure it completely makes sense, but it did keep me watching. ” One could rent or buy Call Me on Fandango at Home, Prime Video, or Apple TV, not that you should.