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Laurel Canyon (2002)
10/10
This movie has a soul...
29 March 2003
In the 1960's, when the nation was divided over a war that many thought to be a tragic waste of human life, when many citizens thought the man in the White House to be an incompetent crook, and anyone who protested got labeled `unpatriotic'. wait, this is starting to sound familiar.

Anyway, in the sixties, Bob Dylan wrote a song wherein he sang, `Something is happening and you don't know what is, do you Mister Jones?' He was of course referring to the squares total inability to understand what the hipsters were up to. In fact, the squares would sometimes hear this song and have no idea what it was about. Well, the same holds true for writer-director Lisa Cholondenko's latest work, `Laurel Canyon'.

Here is a movie featuring characters that are truly authentic. The story is captivating, introspective and well worth telling. And yet, this picture is only playing in relatively few theaters and the critics, for most part, don't seem to get it. How can this be?

What's unique about this movie, to me, is that is has a soul. At certain moments it reminded me of some of Altman's work in the seventies. It moves at an organic pace. The characters feel alive. The house in Laurel Canyon, where much of the story takes place, serves less as a backdrop and more as window into one's self. Perhaps this is what some of the critics found particularly disturbing.

Here's what some of them had to say, followed by my comments.

E! Online said they couldn't figure out `what point the filmmaker is trying to make'.

The filmmaker isn't `making a point'. Most movies which try to make a point, suck. She is instead asking questions - questions which might present a challenge for some people to confront.

The New York Times called writer-director Lisa Cholondenko `an acutely observant chronicler of upscale bohemian subcultures'

What the hell does that mean? This movie is not about bohemians. It's about boundaries - the boundaries that destroy relationships and the boundaries that preserve them. It's about the limitations we place on ourselves which cheat us of the possibility of discovering who we truly are - and it's about the limitations which prevent us from hurting ourselves and others. Perhaps these issues fly beneath the radar of "Mister Jones".

Variety thought the `characters tediously one-dimensional, the dialogue banal.'

Well, all I can really say about that Bob Dylan already said much better. `Something is happening and you don't know what it is.'

The music in this movie is awesome, thanks to the writing talents of Mark Linkous, the creative force behind the critically acclaimed band "Sparklehorse." The songs are sung by actor, Allesandro Nivola, who's performance was awesome - as was Francis McDormand, Kate Beckinsale, Christian Bale and Natascha McElhone. All I can say is go and see it.

I saw it a week ago and it's been on my mind ever since. The movie speaks for itself.
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10/10
Pioneering, orignal and totally engaging
18 March 2003
I recently attended a screening of MAN OF THE YEAR, starring John Ritter. Here is a movie which was shot on something like 22 cameras at once. On a multi-split screen, we view the action of several stories simultaneously. Naturally, all of the stories eventually dovetail into one story. I found it to be totally engaging.

It's the kind of concept that could either really work, or really fail. This movie works. I enjoyed the sort of voyeuristic thrill of watching these characters interact in a way that felt totally candid. As it turns out, their stories were scripted, but the performances were all improv.

It was incredibly well done. I hope to see more from this filmmaker in the future, and from John Ritter, who was actually amazing as a totally sleazy oil executive.

Hopefully, this picture will play at the multiplexes one day. It's a refreshing break from so much of the unoriginal, formulaic stuff Hollywood asks us to digest.

Go and see it.
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The Hours (2002)
1/10
The Hours, and hours, and hours...
2 February 2003
When first I saw the posters for the movie THE HOURS, I said that Nicole Kidman will be nominated for several awards on the basis of her accent and putting on a fake nose. Sometimes it sucks to be right.

The movie centers around three self-indulgent, spoiled, emotionally unstable women who sigh every three to four minutes while pondering suicide. Cheery, huh? Why the movie was not called THE SIGHING, or HEY LOOK AT MY FAKE NOSE AND IGNORE MY BAD ACTING, or simply, JUST KILL YOURSELF ALREADY, I can only imagine had to do with the 13 hour plus running time.

First, a note about the music. The film is scored by minimalist composer, Phillip Glass. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy listening to the same three notes played over and over again on a synthesizer. I find it relaxing, when at home, to put on a Phillip Glass CD and stare into the barrel of a loaded gun while pondering the meaninglessness of existence. However, during the movie I kept wondering when one of the characters was going to say, open a closet door, and find Phillip Glass playing the organ and bludgeon him to death with her shoe. Unfortunately, it never happened. Instead these poor 3 women were forced to have every moment of their lives accompanied by the same relentless repetition of notes. Frankly, I can't blame them for wanting to kill themselves. Anything to make the music stop.

The only way to have a scene between Merryl Streep and Richard Harris not work, would be to have a bad script. Not just a bad script, but a truly awful, phony, wannabe-artsy, pseudo-intellectual, piece of pretentious Hollywood garbage. The theme of the movie, I think, was `Sometimes people have to die in order that other people can appreciate their lives'. The only reason I know that is that Nicole Kidman, I mean, Virginia Wolfe, said that. Talk about pasted on. THE PIANIST, on the other hand, illustrated its themes without ever having to come out and say them. And Adrien Brody's nose is real.

In summary, THE HOURS, is a story about 3 bourgeois women, living in different time-frames, who are in good health and have everything they could possibly want or need. However, because `happiness' is impermanent and momentary, they become depressed and ruin it for everyone else. This movie is clearly the work of a sadist. If you or someone you love are considering seeing this movie, please, don't do it. It may not seem like it at the time, but there are always other options.
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