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MOVIE REVIEW: Inside Llewyn Davis

There’s a lot that Inside Llewyn Davis got right, starting with an actor, Oscar Isaac in the title role, who could act, plus sing and play guitar convincingly.

insidellewyndavisI had this perfect Saturday date planned with The Wife. She had a church meeting all day until 3:30 pm. I would walk The Daughter to a friend’s house, drop her off, catch a nearby bus at 2:45, catch another bus at 3:03, get to the Spectrum Theatre about 3:15 to buy tickets for the 3:45 showing of the movie Nebraska, which I had been trying to see for a while. The Wife would meet me there.

Unfortunately, no one was home at 2:30 or 2:45. We had to take a bus downtown at 3 to go to church and intercept The Wife, then call The Daughter’s friend’s mom, who had mixed up the time, drove down to the church, picked up the Daughter.

By then it was already 3:47, too late to see Nebraska, but barely enough time for my wife to drive us to see the 4 pm showing of Inside Llewyn Davis. This was on my list, eventually, ever since I got the soundtrack of this Coen brothers film for Christmas, which I liked.

There’s a lot that this movie got right, starting with an actor, Oscar Isaac in the title role, who could act, plus sing and play guitar convincingly. The atmosphere of the 1961 Greenwich Village folk scene felt authentic. The other performers in the club, including one played by Justin Timberlake, were solid. And that hit song, Please Mr. Kennedy was a hoot.

The other characters, including Jean (Carey Mulligan), who has a hate/tolerate relationship with Llewyn, the uptown art supporters the Gorfeins (Ethan Phillips, Robin Bartlett), his agent, the club owner, the record producer all felt quite on the mark. The side story with the John Goodman character was kind of strange, but I could accept that too.

And I’ve felt as adrift as Llewyn, with some of my stuff stored here and there, especially in the mid-1970s.

The problem with the film for me was that when it was over, I had the sense, quoting the song NOT in the film, “Is that all there is?” He goes through the whole movie and, quite literally, ends up where he began. It’s only a week in life, but it was oddly unsatisfying; somehow I wanted more…something. Character development, maybe.
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ADDENDUM
SamuraiFrog noted that “Llewelyn Davies is the name of the family with all the kids that inspired JM Barrie to write Peter Pan (one of the boys was named Peter).” This made him, and me, wonder “if the Coen Brothers chose a name so similar on purpose, since growing up seems to be one of Llewyn’s issues.” If he hadn’t seen Finding Neverland years ago [which I did too, but forgot this detail], he might never have made the connection.

MOVIE REVIEW: Dallas Buyers Club

Ron Woodroof goes to the the hospital and meets Rayon, who is an HIV-positive transgender woman. Mutual disdain occurs.

Dallas_Buyers_Club_10Here is why Dallas Buyers Club is getting all those awards and nominations: it’s a basically true story of a Texas cowboy and electrician named Ron Woodroof who is a homophobic, womanizing, substance-abusing schmuck who discovers he has AIDS, and apparently, just thirty days to live. The viewer goes from repulsion at his antics to admiration and affection for his intelligence and even compassion.

Ron is portrayed by Matthew McConaughey, an actor I had always associated with romantic comedies I didn’t bother to see, until this decade, when he has been doing more substantial work. I really liked him as the district attorney in Bernie (2011).

Ron goes to the hospital and meets Rayon (played by Jared Leto, also worthily Oscar-nominated) who is an HIV-positive transgender woman. Mutual disdain occurs. When Ron’s health worsens, he drives to Mexico to get more AZT, after a batch he had purloined ran out. He meets Dr. Vass (Griffin Dunne) an American with his medical license revoked, who tells Ron that AZT is “poisonous”, and prescribes proteins and vitamins, which end up improving Ron’s health.

Three months later, Ron finds his health much improved. It occurs to him that he could make money by importing the drugs and selling them to other HIV-positive patients… Meanwhile, Dr. Eve Saks [Jennifer Garner] also begins to notice the negative effects of AZT, but is told by her supervisor Dr. Sevard (Denis O’Hare) that [the medical trial] cannot be discontinued.

And Ron and Rayon become unlikely business partners.

I didn’t even get into the physical transformation of McConaughey, in which he lost 47 pounds in four months. You may enjoy reading a brief story of the real Ron Woodroof (not Woodruff, as written here). And read some stellar reviews of the movie in Rotten Tomatoes, 93% positive as of this writing.

Of course, I saw this at the Spectrum Theatre in Albany, unfortunately alone because we couldn’t get a child sitter.

MOVIE REVIEW: Her

In the movie Her, Theodore seems no more adrift than any number of other people populating the film,

Her.After trying to work out a chance to see a film with The Wife, I end up going alone to see Her, written and directed by Spike Jonze, which is supposed to be a story set in the near future. The annoying thing, not about the movie, but rather what people ASSUME about the movie, is that any guy who falls in love with his computer’s operating system must be a dismal loser. In fact, Theodore Twombly (Joaquin Phoenix) is rather well-respected in his job writing personal letters for people who have difficulties creating messages themselves.

He IS unhappy because he’s on the verge of divorcing his childhood sweetheart Catherine (Rooney Mara), and stalls in signing the papers.
Theodore’s purchase of a talking OS with artificial intelligence ends up fascinating him. The OS names herself “Samantha” (voiced by Scarlett Johansson), and she can learn both intellectually and psychologically, as they discuss all elements of life.

Maybe I’m cynical, but Theodore seems no more adrift than any number of other people populating the film, including his coworkers, his old friend Amy (Amy Adams – much less glamorous than in American Hustle), and his fix-up date (Olivia Wilde). Indeed, he seems a little different from many folks I see in real life, more engaged with their electronic devices than the people around them.

In fact, Theodore, in his conversation with Samantha, is quite observant. (Possibly my favorite name of a character, in the end credits, is based on Theodore’s sharp-eyed comment: “New Sweet Boyfriend of Mother Who Dated Pricks.”)

I enjoyed Her quite a bit, as an absurd love story, and I understand its Golden Globe win for Best Screenplay and Oscar nomination for Best Picture. Hmm, I did not actually notice that Shanghai, China was used for a lot of the exterior settings until I read the end credits.

A long Super Bowl Sunday, Philip Seymour Hoffman edition

Interesting that the first comment I got about Philip Seymour Hoffman’s death was “If it is true, it’s sad.”

philipseymourhoffmanMy church belongs to this entity called FOCUS, which, among other things, runs a food pantry. Periodically, there is a joint service of the congregations. Usually, I miss the one in early February, because I’m away at a MidWinter’s party Saturday night out of town. But the Wife had an all-day meeting on Saturday, and that rather put the kibosh on that. It was a good service, but it was LONG: at least 100 minutes.

Then the reception afterward. The service was at Trinity United Methodist, my church from 1982 to 2000, so it was interesting being there again. I could tell the visitors where the bathrooms were – they hadn’t moved. I recognized no one from when I was in the choir there.

The Daughter had a rehearsal all afternoon at our church for the Lion King performance in four weeks. I slipped off to the library to use the computer, where I saw fellow Times Union blogger Chuck Miller working on this piece.

It was there that I first learned on Facebook that the actor, and former upstate (Rochester area) kid, Philip Seymour Hoffman was found dead, news which I passed along. It is interesting that the first comment I got was “If it is true, it’s sad.” So much misinformation IS online, but I had checked four sources before passing it along.

I have seen LOTS of his films. I didn’t always love the movie, but always appreciate his efforts, and I was bummed. I thought he was one of the best actors of his generation, and at the age of 46, should have had a number of better pictures ahead. I so regret that his demons had gotten the best of him. The LA Times helpfully noted that he was found dead in his apartment with a needle in his arm.

I saw him in all of these movies:
Leap of Faith (1992)
Scent of a Woman (1992)
Nobody’s Fool (1994) – a small role as a cop
Boogie Nights (1997)
Next Stop Wonderland (1998)
Patch Adams (1998)
The Talented Mr. Ripley (1999)
State and Main (2000)
Almost Famous (2000) – I bought him as Lester Bangs
Punch-Drunk Love (2002)
Capote (2005) – great as the title character
The Savages (2007) – possibly my favorite of his films, as Laura Linney’s sibling
Charlie Wilson’s War (2007) – that film got better the moment he was on screen
Synecdoche, New York (2008) – an unorthodox film about the arts in upstate NY described well here. Watch the funeral monologue.
Doubt (2008) – believable as a priest
Moneyball (2011) – convincing as Art Howe of the Oakland A’s

Plus a role on Law & Order in 1991 that I certainly must have seen, and a voice character on the children’s cartoon Arthur, which I KNOW I saw. The New York Times had a GREAT article about him, and CNN has a recent brief interview with him

Know who else died this weekend? Anna Gordy Gaye, Berry Gordy’s sister, and Marvin Gaye’s ex-wife, who was the subject of Marvin’s bizarre Here, My Dear album.

I get home, start watching the Super Bowl stuff right at 6 p.m. Eastern, 30 minutes before the game. But the game was a blowout by 12 seconds into the third quarter. (Those of you who do not appreciate the Big Game obviously have never heard Andy Griffith’s analysis of the sport from sixty years ago.)

Many of the ads – some of which are HERE – didn’t really stick to my brain, except the Radio Shack and one of the Doritos ads, but that could have been fatigue.

I do recall seeing Bob Dylan plugging American-made vehicles, which didn’t bother me as much as it did some folks. I love the Muppets, yet feel ambivalent at best about THEIR appearance in a car ad. There was a Masarati ad or two for which I did not understand the reason why I would want the car.

I’d already seen the Budweiser Heroes ad and the Cheerios Gracie ad. I shouldn’t have been, but I was, oblivious to the backlash the Coca-Cola America the Beautiful ad would generate.

Right after linebacker Malcolm Smith was selected as game MVP, I fell asleep, waking up in the middle of a comedy called Brooklyn Nine-Nine, so it was time for bed.

MOVIE REVIEW: Saving Mr. Banks

It was Julie Andrew and her husband Tony Dalton Disney personally toured Disneyland with, not Mary Poppins author P.L. Travers.

SavingMrBanks The Wife and I saw Saving Mr. Banks a few weeks ago at the Spectrum Theatre in Albany, and it was well-crafted, with Emma Thompson quite good as P. L. Travers, creator of Mary Poppins. Even more impressive was Annie Rose Buckley, in her first film, as the writer as a child. I immediately “recognized” the composing Sherman brothers (played by Jason Schwartzman and B.J. Novak), and other performers, including Bradley Whitford as a Disney creator and Collin Farrell in the flashbacks as the future writer’s father.

So why has it taken me so long to write about this film? Was it about Meryl Streep lashing out at the memory of the real Walt Disney over his purported sexism, at an event honoring Thompson? Nah, that’s not it.

Was it that Tom Hanks was snubbed for an Oscar? Did not see Saving Captain Phillips (yet), but there were stronger folks in the supporting actor category, where his portrayal of Walt Disney would have been placed.

It’s that, from everything I’ve read, the movie is just too far from the truth for my taste. I expect biopics to combine characters, mess with timelines, and the like. This, though, is what my friend Steve Bissette called “the usual corporate product revamps of reality”, though “far less terrible than projected by many.” Bissette, citing the 1999 book MARY POPPINS, SHE WROTE: THE LIFE OF P.L. TRAVERS by Valerie Lawson:

It was Julie Andrew and her husband Tony Dalton Disney personally toured Disneyland with [not Travers], Disney made no trip to London to seal the deal (contracts were signed before Travers went to L.A. to work with the team, and were revised/renegotiated on fine points afterwards), Julie Andrews kept Travers personally up-to-date on the changes being made and fidelity to her character/books, there were no words between Disney and Travers at the L.A. premiere, the whole relationship with the limo driver is pure confection—and as a Gurdjieff devotee, Travers would have reviled the Freudian conceit of the movie.

Although, he adds:

Much of the film IS reflective of what went down, with far more attention to the actual history than most Hollywood films ever, ever give to their own… It’s clear from Lawson’s bio that Travers profited mightily and knew going in and through the process what was going to be done and was done, and did her utmost to ensure some control. The contract Disney extended and honored was extraordinary in its day and today is even moreso.

But knowing SO much is made up – the driver is the one character who humanized her – made it more disappointing, in retrospect.

Still, it LOOKED right. I bought that this was Disneyland, that these were Walt’s employees who he insisted call him by his first name.

Bottom line: you may very well enjoy Saving Mr. Banks. Indeed, I rather did, in spite of my reservations, though the aforementioned Freudian stuff was a little weird. Just don’t believe everything you see.

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