Trailers postsSaturday July 11, 2015
On My World, the 'Batman v Superman: Dawn of Justice' Trailer Means Hope
Here's what I wrote in June 2013 at the end of my review of “Man of Steel”:
“Man of Steel” raises interesting questions only to abandon them to spectacle. ... One can hope, in the next movie, it’s not business as usual in Metropolis, that there are people still freaked by what happened, and that, even as some view Superman as a god-like figure, others blame him for bringing near destruction to the planet, for bringing the Kryptonian warriors here in the first place, and search for ways to destroy him or control him. There should be a vocal element again him. The more decent he is, the more vocal they should become. He should be perplexed by this. He should always look at us and wonder whether we’re worth saving.
It looks like I get my wish:
In this trailer, we finally get a sense of why the Batman animus toward Superman. One of those tall buildings that crumbled in Superman's battle with Zod in “Man of Steel” belonged to Wayne Enterprises, and people died, his people, and that's why Batman is pissed; that's why he comes back; that's why he fights Superman.
Better, the world is still freaked. Powerful forces (Holly Hunter, Lex Luthor, et al.) still want to control what they can't control. Those in need view Superman as a Godlike figure.
I still have causes for concern: 1) Why is Wonder Woman in this? 2) Zack Snyder, auteur for the doofus generation, is still directing it.
But this trailer gives me hope. You know: hope.
FOX News watchers protest the Man of Steel.
Superman's good deeds, about to go punished.
Trailer: Listen to Me Marlon (2015)
Looking forward to this. Appears to be getting a limited release in New York and LA at the end of July. Apparently, too, it just played at SIFF but somehow I missed it.
Here's Michiko Kakutani a few years ago reviewing the Brando biography, “Somebody”:
He was hailed as the “Byron from Brooklyn” (though he was from Nebraska, not New York), a “genius hunk,” “the Valentino of the bop generation” and the essence of “the primitive modern male.” John Huston said he was “like a furnace door opening” — so powerful was the heat he gave off. Eva Marie Saint said he had the ability “to see through you” and make you feel “like glass.” Jack Nicholson said he had a gift that “was enormous and flawless, like Picasso”: he “was the beginning and end of his own revolution.”
About “On the Waterfront,” Roger Ebert once wrote: “Brando cut through decades of screen mannerisms and provided a fresh, alert, quirky acting style that was not realism so much as a kind of heightened riff on reality.” Elia Kazan went further: “If there is a better performance by a man in the history of film in America, I don't know what it is.”
Trailer: Don't Think I've Forgotten: Cambodia's Lost Rock and Roll
I saw this yesterday at the Seattle International Film Festival and recommend it highly:
It's recent Cambodian history—from independence in 1953, to constitutional monarchy under King Norodom Sihanouk, to the 1970 coup by Gen. Lon Nol, to the bloody takeover by the Khmer Rouge in 1975—as seen through popular music. The history is tragic, the music energetic. Interestingly, Cambodia was initially more influenced by European rock and roll stars such as Johnny Hallyday and Cliff Richard rather than the American progenitors: Elvis, Chuck Berry, Buddy Holly. U.S. rock became more prevalent once U.S. armed forces arrived in South Vietnam and the radio began playing Wilson Pickett and James Brown.
A key line in the doc (and in the trailer: 2:05) is about life under the Khmer Rouge:
If you want to eliminate values from past societies, you have to elminate the artists.
It's a line that resonates beyond its tragic meaning in Cambodia. You wonder, in fact, if we've done something similar in the U.S. but via the free market. What's popular now isn't generally artistic and what's artistic isn't generally popular.
Wednesday's showing was its last at SIFF but look for it in the usual places. Saturday, for those interested, I'll be seeing a documentary on Cambodia's Dr. Haing S. Noir who won an Academy Award in “The Killing Fields” and who was murdered under mysterious circumstances in 1996.
I saw “Theeb” last night at the Harvard Exit and it's the best movie I've seen so far at SIFF 2015. Unfortunately, that was its last showing at the festival, but be on the lookout for it. Maybe it'll get a limited release in this country. Maybe. If we're smart. Otherwise, the usual suspects: Netflix, Fandor, et al.
Here's the trailer:
My review will be up soon.
It's a rare beast: an arthouse film that is also a great adventure story.
Trailer: Black Mass (2015)
Welcome back, Johnny Depp. Your third go-round as a gangster looks like a winner:
- Movie review: “Whitey: United States of America v. James G. Bulger”
- MSNBC article: Johnny Depp: American Original
- The Johny Depp posts