Saturday 26 May 2012

Ten Reasons Why You Should Watch Some David Lean Films

Everyone likes lists, so here's a list. This is regarding a director who until this week I've not been especially familiar with. Now I am! ..to an extent; I haven't yet delved into his early films, so I'll be sticking to discussing the most well known stuff - Lawrence of Arabia, Bridge on the River Kwai and A Passage To India. I can tell you, his films are well worth an old look...

10. Camels

A severely under-rated yet extremely majestic creature, the camel appears at first glance to be rather similar to a horse, but upon closer inspection one realises that the camel in fact is far more interesting than the horse. It for starters has two gigantic humps, which probably contain a lot of a liquid and fat (I can't be bothered wikipedia-ing the facts) which I'm assuming allows them to last a very long time on not a heck of a lot in the extremely harsh climate of the middle eastern desert. The cinematographer and film crew working under the direction of David Lean in Lawrence of Arabia (1962) manages to get some utterly compelling shots of camels doing there thing. We see them walking, drinking, eating, running and sleeping. Occasionally if you look at the background you can see an extra or two trying to get a camel to sit down. As is usual with most films, the background action is often just as interesting, or perhaps even more so than the foreground. So if you ever happen across Lawrence of Arabia and feel like giving it a shot, make sure you pay close attention to the camels. They were for me the selling point of the film.

9. Gorgeous Super Panivision 70mm Cinematography

Although I watched Lawrence of Arabia on a cruddy 700mb download featuring artifacts and blocky visuals galore, it was originally shot in awesome 70mm film stock giving added scope to the desert locations, making them appear extra huge and awe-inspiring. If there is one film I wish to see a restored copy up on the big screen, it is this one. The endless, barren, scorching, unrelenting deserts crossed by Lawrence during his conquests of old Arabia during WWI appear just as foreboding as they probably are in real life. Shot in Morocco, Jordan and Spain, these desert sequences are some of the most spectacular visuals ever put onto celluloid. Better yet, this is 1962, so the film is free from any CGI to interfere with the gorgeous visual feast that is mother nature. Bask and bow down to the never ending orange infinity that is the desert...


8. Bridges

Well maybe just one bridge in particular but its a pretty cool bridge. Its a Bridge on the River Kwai from the film of the same name, released 1957. Built by British POW soldiers under the jurisdiction of Japanese captors during WWII, the Brits show the Japs up by taking over command of the bridge building and exert far superior engineering skill. Which is kind of funny given that the Japanese are now days far superior to most countries when it comes to engineering. Artistic licence perhaps? Or maybe its one of those other Asian countries that rock the shit at engineering. I'm not too sure. Anyhow, here's a picture of the bridge, the first being pre-British involvement, the second post and near completion. I managed to see Bridge on the River Kwai on the big screen this monday courtesy of re-releases being screened at Event cinemas around Auckland, which is a big mainstream cinema franchise, the last place you'd expect to see releases of classic films such as this one. The film is a true adventure, a glorious piece of cinema history from the heydays of technicolour epics. The screening of this film, along with Lawrence of Arabia is what inspired this blog. I suggest you check them both out.

7. Politics and stuff

Lawrence of Arabia is all about helping Arab tribes defeat the Turks during WWI and then the complexities of what happens after they find success. The Arabs want independence, yet as soon as they gain it find themselves in political turmoil. The British step in to fix the situation, yet it is implied it was always the British imperative to control Arabia. Seems an awful lot like the current political climate, where the major powers of the world battle in the Middle East, supposedly to liberate those peoples from tyrants and end terrorism and all that political rhetoric, yet in actual fact it is to control their resources. Perhaps I'm reading to far into things, but the film observes the Western fetishism of the Middle East, and predicts a future where Western empires move further towards controlling the continent. This is probably not a eureka observation but more something the film expects us to acknowledge. Either way it brings an extra layer to the films plot, making it not just the tale of one extraordinary man but also the politics surrounding the consequences of the actions of an extraordinary man.

6. The Madness of War 

The Bridge Over River Kwai contains a particularly gripping narrative about the madness of the military and of war. We already know war is shit and the film helps to reinforce this widely accepted point. The climax in particular (which I won't spoil) is a nail bitingly gripping example of why war is the most confusing, pointless, bullshit human endeavour. Any filmmaker that doesn't glorify the horrific aspects of war is alright with me. Sure, its 1957 and in the 50+ years since then and now, the anti-war theme in films has been done to death, there is something refreshing about an anti-war narrative that relied on clever scriptwriting and magnificent performances to convey its meaning. There is no slow motion exploding bodies here, just pure, perfect, cinematic storytelling. Which brings me to my next point.

5. Good Stories and Epic Adventures

The traditional Hollywood three-act structure is in effect in David Lean's historical epics, and boy is it employed beautifully. Characters are set-up in the first act, developed intricately and led towards a confrontation. The first act of Lawrence of Arabia sees T.A. Lawrence grow from being an adventurous, reckless and intelligent young person, if slightly aimless, into an experienced, strong and respected leader capable of uniting disparate and slightly barbaric Arab tribes. In the second act we view Lawrence's increasing confrontation against the Turkish enemy, against the Arab tribes that he wishes to unite and against himself, as he is torn between his new found role as an almost-prophet figure of the Arab people and of his Anglo-Saxon heritage. This all heads towards the climax and resolution, finally ridding Arabia from the control of the Turkish. Of course, there are multiple ways to interpret the structure of the film, as it is a 3 hour plus film, the entire first half before the intermission can be view to contain its own three act structure. Complex films are good however and the film certainly delivers an adventure regardless of how you interpret it.


3. Elephants (and landscapes)

Another fantastic animal appears during a pivotal scene in the last film made by David Lean in 1984, A Passage To India. A large intelligent animal common in Africa and parts of Asia, the elephant, when not treated terribly often allows humans to ride upon its back, rather than crushing them to death. The very charming Dr. Aziz in Passage To India takes it upon himself to organise a fantastic day out for a few wealthy English ladies, treating them to a trip to see some famous and spiritually important caves. He pulls out all the stops, including hiring a large decorated elephant complete with a chair fixed upon its back to take them up the hill towards the caves. The magnificent animal has no problem with this, but does demand some celery stalks and a big bath to cool down once reaching the top of the hill. Although the trip to the caves would not go as smoothly as planned and would instigate much of the drama of the rest of the film, before this drama unfolds the trip is really rather lovely, made much so due to the presence of the elephant. David Lean sneaks in some great shots of the Indian landscape in a similar style to the deserts of Lawrence. At the end of the film, set in Northern India near the Himalayas, Lean includes several truly breathtaking shots of mountains, clouds and snow. I'm telling you, this guy shoots nature like nobody else!



3. Fantastic characters and performances

David Lean captured some great performances. Character development is central to why the narratives are so gripping and conveying these characters are brilliant actors such as Peter O'Toole, Omar Sheriff and Alec Guiness. Just like any good auteur director, many of the actors reappear through-out his filmmography. Omar Sheriff plays Lawrence's Arabian comrade Sherif Ali as well as the lead in Doctor Zhivago. Alec Guiness plays Lt. Colonel Nicholson in Bridge as well as Prince Faisel in Lawrence and Professor Godbole in A Passage to India. I really grew attached to the actors portrayal of these characters; they would stay with me for days afterwards. I found Anthony Guiness' performances particularly memorable and felt very sympathetic to his Colonel in Bridge, who takes his traditional British loyalty to misguided new levels as the eccentric and honourable scholar Godbole in Passage. A Passage to India also featured several other great characters, Peggy Ashcroft as Mrs. Moore and Victor Banerjee as Dr. Aziz. Mrs. Moore is the true hero of A Passage to India, a symbol of a new Britain free from imperial prejudices. Dr. Aziz is a charming and sweet man loyal to the British, yet eventually broken by their prejudices and the stupidity of one woman. The emotion, tension and drama that the actors bring out of the narratives, with the help of Lean's superb direction is really something special.


MRS. MOORE! MRS. MOORE!

2. Classic Cinema At Its Best

Most of all, the films are just bloody classic, so If you have an interest in good cinema from a time when scripts and performances mattered most and jerk-off technical wankery aimed at 13 year old male audiences certainly didn't, then you owe it to yourself to view these films. You probably already have, which in that case means me attempting to persuade you is in vain. We need more great cinematic story-tellers like David Lean and less filmmakers only concerned with showing off technical developments. Not saying that there are no films made today with equivalently magnificent story-telling, there are of course plenty of great stories being told in the arthouse, the mainstream and from filmmakers from many different nations. David Lean's epics were however in their time the big blockbusters, the money-makers, something that these kinds of films rarely are in today's market saturated with comic book adaptations and bloated action franchises aimed at teenage males. I guess part of my appreciation of these films comes from a nostalgia for a time before the summer action blockbuster came to dominate cinema screens. The past may always seem greater than the present thanks to our friend hindsight, but if nothing else, these films provide me with a great reason to get excited again about cinema, everyone of them containing their own magnificent adventure. But don't just listen to me, find out for yourself.


1. If for nothing else, watch 'em for the animals

But regardless of rambling about the current state of cinema and the nostalgia for a golden era of cinematic storytelling, if there is one reason you should watch a David Lean film, its for the animals. And if you choose not to see the camels in Lawrence of Arabia or the elephants in A Passage To India, even Bridge on the River Kwai has some pretty awesome shots of birds, bats and other animals. Which makes David Lean kind of comparable to Terrance Malick, if you liked his films, Tree Of Life, Thin Red Line, Days Of Heaven etc. The above picture is not from a David Lean film but it pretty much sums up everything I enjoy about the interesting and goofy animal that is the camel.

So there you go. I've skipped over David Lean's other great historical epic, Doctor Zhivago as I haven't seen it for five or six years and seeing as I'm currently amping off the enjoyment of Lawrence, Bridge and India, I saw it fit to focus on both of those. But Doctor Zhivago, from what I remember was pretty awesome as well.

Go torrent some David Lean today, and experience classic cinema at its finest.

Monday 21 May 2012

Second blog! [On Jay Electronica]

So I've done some editing to the visuals of this blog and we now have the curious face of a Llama hanging out a car in NYC to greet us. Thank you Inge Morath, reknown Austrian photographer (who I only discovered thanks to the watermark on the photo) for capturing this endlessly amusing photograph. I'll have a new rambling film blog in the next few days as I'm planning to head out to the old theatre to catch some flicks, so look out for that. In the mean time I'll deliver this relatively brief blog on an artist I've discovered this week.

That artist is Jay Electronica. I discovered him late one night on a wander through the city while listening to BFM. The dude raps over the Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind soundtrack. And its amazing. Check it:


No drum beat. No bass. No added samples. Just a fucking soundtrack and an amazing fucking rapper. This guy sounds like hes lived. Hes got shit to say and is not afraid to do it in a unique way that other rappers won't touch. Although I am most attracted to the interesting approach to Hiphop that the Eternal Sunshine raps provide, his more traditional tracks kick just as much ass as well. In the last few years he has released some mixtapes, singles and one compilation album over more straight foward Hiphop beats, produced by the likes of J Dilla (his 2007 demo) and Just Blaze. A highlight of his releases to date is this track, titled Exhibit C (there's also an Exhibit A which is awesome as well). The beat is amazing, with Electronica's style perhaps bringing the most out of producer Just Blaze*.

 

That was the first track I heard by this guy, walking home late at night after the Most Fun You Can Have Dying screening. It pretty much blew my mind. He talks about poverty a lot, living on the streets. He's not about bragging, perhaps about his skill but it is warranted; he's head and shoulders above many other mainstream rappers.  He has an appreciation for the old school of rap, often quoting classic rhymes, such as that of Busta Rhymes and even those three jewish boys who I hold so dearly to my heart.

The other interesting thing about this guy is that he's 36 yet only just entered the recorded rap world about four or five years ago. He's not exactly prolific as well, his releases are few and far between and majority of them are mixtape releases or EP's. Theres one official CD release, What The Fuck Is Jay Electronica? from 2010, which compiles his mixtape, EP and single releases. He's yet to deliver a debut album. When that happens I'm gonna be eyes and ears on this dude, I'm sure its gonna be awesome. For now I'll bash his somewhat scattered back catalogue and wait in anticipation. He's also apparently gonna appear on Kanye West's upcoming G.O.O.D. Music compilation album. Exciting stuff for 2012!

A lot of you guys maybe already know about this guy, but if you don't and you're into Hiphop or just great modern music thats slightly left of centre, check Jay Electronica out. I hope I'm not sounding like a total rap n00b ranting about this guy, but it is totally sick shit. Its not that often I find an underground rapper I really love.

Blog two complete! To quote Shania Twain, can only go up from here!


Sunday 13 May 2012

First blog!

So I've decided to start a blog. There are many reasons why I have come to this decision. This I won't get into right now. I'm going to write about movies, music, projects I may be involved in, or anything else that interests me. So stick around, you may find something interesting. If not I’m offering no apologies.

To begin I will talk about/review a film I just went to see, The Most Fun You Can Have Dying. Here's the IMDB entry: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1866269/. I'd been tossing up what film I wanted to spend my hard earned cash on all week. Other choices had been David Cronenburg's newest, A Dangerous Method or the kiwi western Good For Nothing. Also under consideration was a rescreening of Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger 1947 nun-themed melodrama Black Narcissus. There was also F.W. Murnau's Tabu*, but that's screening as part of the Auckland Film Society, and I'm too cheap to fork out the membership fee. I would like to see all these films though, and hopefully at some stage I will get to.



I eventually settled on TMFYCHD. It's also a kiwi film but I guess I chose it over Good For Nothing as I was in more of a drama mood than a western mood. TMFYCHD is about a young dude, Michael, probably in his early 20s that gets diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. He figures he's pretty fucked, so instead of staying around in his small New Zealand community and receiving treatment that will give him a 10% chance of beating the disease, he takes the $200,000 raised to help him through donations and buggers off overseas. He leaves behind his best friend, David, just after admitting to him that he fucked his girlfriend and a caring father that now in trouble with the police over the stolen money. Michael just wants to enjoy the last months of his life, drinking, binging and experiencing what he can, while he can. At the expense of those who love him most. So he's a bit of a dick.

His overseas journey takes him first to Hong Kong, where he gets a tattoo and a passport, and then to Europe. Things start off well, with his European first stop being London, or was it Paris? I'm not sure because things move quickly, there’s a fast cutting style and it’s never overly clear where exactly he is, unless to pay close attention to the architecture and the accents. Anyhow, in the London/Paris/Somewhere in Europe he meets a few characters at a local bar, yet hits on one of their girlfriends, getting his ass a royal beating (kind of a pun, intentional). A pretty young lass named Sylvie finds him lying bloodied in an alleyway, there is a connection between them and it doesn’t take long for him to woo her into join him on his adventure. We soon find she's as misguided as him, perhaps a little big tragic, which probably explains a lot about the bond between them. Of course, we already know this relationship is not one that can end happily ever after, but I won't ruin the intricate details of what unfolds.

So the plots a tad on the farfetched side but the film managed to absorb me, even when the screenplay went in some questionable directions. It’s not a perfect film and definitely not handled as slick as the same subject matter would have been by a more experienced director. I drifted off at a few points, imagining how much more gripping certain scenes would have been if they had been helmed by someone such as Wes Anderson. Then again I've watched a lot of Wes Anderson films lately, and the man's style is so unique I'm tempted to call him a genius. So I should probably be fair and not compare a kiwi film to the work of such unique, rare talent.

For a kiwi film however, it is indeed an impressive journey. The amount of locations is startling and it’s hard to think of many other New Zealand films with a budget of this kind that delivered a journey of this cinematic scope. A few shots were breathtaking, particular the very last shot of the film (which I also won't spoil). The film avoids the trendy and cost effective DSLR look and is shot in 35mm, so this perhaps explains much of the films visual appeal. The filmmakers certainly made the most of their minimal funding. The acting is mostly pretty strong as well, there are a few tear jerking moments here and there and no wooden Shortland Street level performances that can occasionally plague New Zealand productions. Matt Whelan did a good job of playing a bit of a dick of a protagonist. He probably had to lose a bit of weight for the role, as he does look pretty frail towards the end.

The subject matter itself is difficult and sensitive to many New Zealanders (and people worldwide). I think the majority of us in New Zealand have lost a loved one to cancer, be it a family member or friend. I lost my granddad (who we affectionately referred to as 'gra') to the disease, so I know what it’s like to see a family member wither away, due to the cancer but also due to the somewhat undignified medical treatment**. The handling of this topic within the film does certainly make one think, what would you do if placed in a similar situation as Michael? Would you stay in your small New Zealand town and suffer through the treatment that may save you or may just make the last few months of your live agony, or would you take a risk and at the expense of your loved ones live the last few months you have left in the most impulsive way possible? We learn early in the film that Michael lost his mother to a terminal disease when he was a boy. One of the only photos he has of her being one where she is bed ridden near the end of her life. The other is one where she is overseas, a decade earlier looking much healthier and full of life. These photos are clearly provided as the underlying motive for his actions. One can certainly sympathise with Michael's plight when taken into account the interactions with his mother during his youth. He wanted to go out dignified, living life to the full, just like the younger incarnation of his mum. Not as a bed ridden lab rat for an unproven test. In this respect Michael provides a deep enough character to overlook his misgivings, the hearts he breaks and the stupid things he does in living out his last days.

The film succeeded in making me think about the plight of those who die young from terminal diseases and what I would do if placed in a similar situation. It also managed to make the couple sitting next to me think about the same thing, as they chattered away, discussing the situation and whether what Michael did was right or wrong as they left the theatre. It was by no means flawless filmmaking and at times felt like an excuse for a big OE with the film crew, but it delivered enough gripping moments, had a script with enough thought and enough heart to be largely a success. The character development did however feel inconsistent at certain points, with characters leaping from one emotion to another without a heck of a lot of reasoning. This was particular evident with the girl Michael shacks up with in Europe. Either its sloppy screenwriting or the filmmakers are making a point about the irregularity of human emotions. The negative elements of the film did not overwhelm the positive.

A few final points; the soundtrack was awesome, provided by the Flying Nun signed Grayson Gilmour. Dense arrangements, some poppy stuff, heavy stuff, well produced, suited the mood. There was a cameo performance from the Naked and Famous which I'm on the fence about. There also an amount of semi-homoerotic scenes, many close ups on male butts and the filmmakers even managed to sneak in a little male kissing. Though the sensitive "hey man I'm dying but I love you as a friend" kind of kiss. Female director-I guess couldn’t help filming some of her fantasies. At least she was kind enough to throw in a bit of full frontal female nudity, even the titillation out a bit more. Got to throw something in to add a bit of spice and bite the visuals after all.

So that concludes my first blog post. Bit of a review really. I'm reluctant to include a score because I don't really want to make these blogs official reviews. They're more loosely structured rambles really. But for the sake of anyone that wants a score here we go:

A+++ trader, prompt delivery of aural and visual content, would trade again.

...well, I will go to more of Kirstin Marcon's films. She's pretty cute too: http://www.imdb.com/media/rm2393814016/nm1509373.

So good to know we're producing more promising Kiwi filmmakers. This blog has inspired me to go check out more NZ films, so maybe I'll see Good For Nothing next week. Or maybe I'll enrol in film school. Or maybe start living in a narcissistic blur in the spirit of TMFYCHD's Michael. I don't think that I've ever lived that hard, fast or thoughtless however. Its good we have films to live out these fantasies.


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*Thought-to-self: It's not too late to see Tabu. Perhaps it would be worth not being a cheap cunt and heading to the Tabu screening, as it probably won't be screened anytime soon and I no longer have the pleasures of easy access to a large film archive that I had during University... (I'll mull this over tonight and perhaps give an update in a future blog).

**I also had a bout of hypochondria during high school in which I would constantly find lumps and convince myself I was losing weight and had cancer or some terminal disease. This of course, turned out to be some phase probably brought on by pubescent pot smoking and the changes in my body as I went from fat kid to lanky young adult. But given my fears, I can relate to this film in that way. It is my pubescent fears, tragically a reality for some (who I have great sympathy for), brought to screen.