Thursday, January 26, 2017

Film Week

A review of the films I've seen this past week.

Melodrama about a new governess (Deborah Kerr) trying to rein in a self-loathing wild child with arsonist tendencies (Hayley Mills). There are deep secrets to be mined, of course, as the two talk around their pasts and whether their mistakes have made them unworthy of being loved. Based on an Enid Bagnold play. Interesting movie, well-acted (Mills is a bit over the top, but I think it works for this kind of Technicolor melodrama). ***

This poster is tremendous, though:
I wish I could paint an entire interior wall with this image. It's wondrously crazy.

CHILD'S PLAY 2 (1990)
I liked the first one, but this sequel really transcends it, with its demented production design and that bizarre toy factory showdown. The movie really strips things down to plot essentials, but it creates a focus that really builds suspense for a climax that's equal parts Friday the 13th and Terminator. I love it when a horror sequel assumes you're up to speed and hits the ground running and just goes for it. ***1/2

Fred Williamson stars in this Larry Cohen-written-and-directed crime flick. What's so fascinating about this movie is the way Cohen takes the typical gangster story and frames it as the story of a Black man forcing his way into the world of white organized crime, and how far he can take it before he gets pushed back. There's a lot of stuff in here that's commentary on racial oppression and on poverty, and it's still really relevant. Fred Williamson is a handsome and charismatic leading man, which adds a twist to how scary the character is; smiling one moment, capable of real horror the next. ***1/2

I wanted this documentary to just keep going and going. There's a sort of coziness to it that I can't adequately explain, something that comes with acceptance of life. It would be a poignant film in any case, but after Fisher and Reynolds both passing away, it does take on a new meaning. These two recently deceased legends are showcased here in a movie that lays everything out honestly, but without stirring up old passions that have been put to bed. Carrie Fisher here is her mother's caretaker, as her mother prepares to retire from show business and sell off her vast collection of movie memorabilia. The movie is, really, a love story--between mother and daughter, between subjects and camera, between the present and the past. There are mutual resentments just under the surface, but they seem happy to let those be in the name of having a relationship and taking care of each other; if anything, I think the resentments give them a layer of realism that kept them from going full Grey Gardens. It's a touching experience without being treacly. ****

What bothers me here is that I've read so much about the Mercury program, seen so many movies about it, knew many of the beats of history as I was watching it, and yet I've never heard of the black women this movie is about. Not even Katherine Johnson, whom NASA named a building after. Any criticism I've been seeing of this movie is along that lines that it's not very subtle or artful (that's outside of the AV Club's usual tone of "I've seen this about white people before, so this is all very routine, because I don't get that things are maybe different for non-white people"), but it is very engaging and heartfelt. I found myself very invested in the women played by Taraji P. Henson, Octavia Spencer and Janelle Monae. ****


Dr. Monkey Hussein Monkerstein said...

I loved that doc on Carrie Fisher and Debbie Reynolds. LOVED it.

Roger Owen Green said...

I'm very fond of Hidden Figures, though my review probably won't show up util early next month, because, life.