Movie Review: 12 Years a Slave

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WARNING: Spoilers for real life. According to the Internet, this is now something I have to say. 

Steve McQueen's "12 Years a Slave" is about as intense and emotionally devastating as you might expect. Then again, a drama about slavery probably couldn't go any other way.

"12 Years a Slave" is a great film that I don't think I can ever watch again. And that's a compliment. It plays like a series of terrible atrocities that you wish you had never witnessed, but you feel like a different person for having viewed history from a new perspective.

Mud & Killing Them Softly: The Lost Reviews of Cannes

The line for "Killing Them Softly." But was it worth the wait?

While at Cannes, I watched "Killing Them Softly" and "Mud." However, I never got to publish reviews of them. Here they are now.


Killing Them Softly



 When Brad Pitt is in your movie, you are bound to get plenty of attention from the French.

"Killing Them Softly" surfaced with some bad early buzz but received favorable reviews when it actually opened. I compare it to "Lawless" simply for the reason that they are both gangster films. "Lawless" has the makings of a minor American classic. It goes for something a little more old fashioned, yet very refreshing. "Killing Them Softly" goes for brutal and meditative, and gets halfway there.

Here is a film that has a standout script, but doesn't bring its characters anywhere. The dialogue is detailed and familiar-sounding enough that it mimics real conversation. The banter between Frankie (Scoot McNairy) and Russell (Ben Mendelsohn) gives "Killing Them Softly" a nice, humorous heart. While Brad Pitt is the selling point, McNairy and Mendelsohn are the film's true stars.

That is not to insult Mr. Pitt's role at all. Many people were unimpressed by his performance, but he did everything right as a very professional hitman. "Killing Them Softly" felt like a knockoff "No Country for Old Men" morality tale, with Pitt's Jackie Cogan substituting for Anton Chigurh. Like Chigurh, he has an calculated and mysterious air to him. Unlike Chigurh, his moral compass is less fascinating and less defined. Without giving too much away, the title refers to Cogan's standard of killing his victim from far enough away so as not to become emotionally attached. Strangely though, Cogan kills many people up close, and that doesn't seem to change him in any way, shape, or form.

I'm Brad Pitt, and you're not.

The story of "Killing Them Softly" is quite simple: it is about a hit being pulled off. And if you follow that brief premise, it delivers on that exactly. "Killing Them Softly" was directed by Andrew Dominik of "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" fame. "Killing Them Softly" replaces the open spaces of the west for the confined, gritty backdrop of New Orleans. What "Jesse James" has in silence, "Killing Them Softly" has in dialogue.

"Jesse James" ran over two and a half hours long. It is said that an original cut of "Killing Them Softly" is about the same length. I would very much like to see this version, as what was shown at Cannes felt like a summed up version of a much better movie. I'd like to see how much more depth, and what new directions, Dominik had intended for the characters. I'd like more scenes with Frankie and Russell, and more with the Bukowski-type Mickey (James Gandolfini), who has some of the film's most entertaining scenes.

I admire "Killing Them Softly" for its ambition. The film takes place during the 2008 presidential election, and uses this event as a means of criticizing the greed of American capitalism. It seems to exist in a world of many Gordon Gekkos. I am not sure if Dominik's point totally came through, but I believe a second viewing, and a longer running time, might clear some things up. I will say this though: the final line of "Killing Them Softly" will end up on an AFI Top 100 list one day.

After the Jump: Mud

Movie Review: Moneyball

Does every sports movie have to end with a victory in order to inspire us? If "Moneyball" teaches us anything, it's that a failure is just one small step on the road to success.

The sports movie formula has become a giant cliche: assembling the team, training, and then against all odds, winning (usually in slow motion). "Moneyball" does right in veering from this formula, but its biggest folly is that it thinks it's the smartest sports movie ever made.

I guess this could only occur in a movie about Billy Beane. Beane, portrayed with ever relatable qualities by Brad Pitt, was general manager of the Oakland Athletics in the early 2000s. He joined as the team was about to lose Jason Giambi and Johnny Damon. Beane was looking not only to turn his team around, but to totally change the game (pun intended).

On a trip to Cleveland, Beane meets a young, Yale-educated analyst for the Indians named Peter Brand (Jonah Hill). In a secret "All the President's Men" style meeting in a parking garage, Brand shares his unconventional method of finding players: judging on the numbers rather than the looks. The fact that all of the talent scouts were well into their 60s shows how out of touch management was with the actual game.

So Beane takes Brand away from Cleveland and the two apply his new system to the A's. The statistic-based way of recruiting angers many and takes a few hits to the team's reputation. Beane builds up a team of outcasts and misfits, and through some training and semi-inspirational speeches, the A's pull off the longest winning streak in Major League Baseball history.

"Moneyball" is less about the actual game and more about what happens behind-the-scenes of the game. As someone who never got too into sports, it speaks great volumes of how invested this movie got me into baseball, if only for this two hour span. There are more brains that goes behind creating a good team than I ever could have imagined. Some of the logic is still a little fuzzy to me (I don't have a mathematician's brain), but the fact that it works is absolutely fascinating.

This is also where the film faults the most. "Moneyball," written by Aaron Sorkin and Steven Zaillian, lacks the absolute clarity that Sorkin injected into "The Social Network" that made the world of computer programming so intriguing. Sorkin should have written this one by himself. Zaillian, while a talented writer, tries to put in the same sentimentality that defined most of his other screenplays such as "Schindler's List" and "Gangs of New York."

It wouldn't be shocking if adding the relationship between Beane and his daughter was Zaillian's contribution. This wasn't a terrible addition, as it makes Beane seem more relatable. However, there is no real conflict put into this relationship, as well as in Beane's relation with his divorced wife. Therefore, this whole plot line just feels thrown in, and the ending isn't as moving as it should have been. It also takes away from the goal of making "Moneyball" reminiscent of a 70s thriller. That little girl really can sing, though.

"Moneyball" might just miss the mark, and it might suffer from Multiple Ending Syndrome, but it is still a solid, if not spectacular, two hours of entertainment at the theaters. The real highlight of the movie though, is Jonah Hill. Comedic actors give their best turns in dramatic roles when they still act like they are in a comedy. If I could give one more compliment to "Moneyball," instead of all out dissing it, I'd say it has great comic relief.

Movie Review: The Tree of Life

Unless you love, your life will flash by.

Terrence Malick's "The Tree of Life" is the most highly ambitious film to come out of this year, many past years, and many years in the future. It comes from what must have been years of obsessive thought about both life and film. Only someone this in love with the craft, and with nature, could make this film, and somehow make it masterful.

"The Tree of Life" begins in a small Texas town in the 1950s, in what must be loosely based off of Malick's own upbringing. Brad Pitt plays the tough patriarch of a family of three boys. Pitt, who is never given a first name, continually fights his wife (Jessica Chastain) over the best way to raise their family.

Throughout the film, they explore loss of innocence and the possible meaning of life. Usually, trying to find the meaning of life is a cheap storytelling technique. But if you're as good of a filmmaker as Malick is, the answer doesn't come in one sentence. The film takes us from Texas to the cosmos to the creation of the life, and back again. Somewhere in between, an older version of one of the sons (Sean Penn), comes back to explore it all. The sum of "The Tree of Life" is nearly impossible to explain. After one viewing, any interpretation could be right.

Malick's latest is a reminder of his films from the past: it takes its precious time, and it is very quiet. "The Tree of Life" is reminiscent of a brief time when films told entire stories through images. Malick's story, which covers basically the entirety of existence in just two and a half hours, manages to be the cinematic sequel to "2001: A Space Odyssey." Like “2001,” “The Tree of Life” is nothing short of a cinematic opera.

Malick, while echoing Kubrick, also does something that few filmmakers have done this well: capture the flawed beauty of nature. Light shining on a bed, tall grass being ruffled by human hands, and flies buzzing around a lake at dusk have never looked this stunning. He captures both the sights and sounds of the natural world to a perfectionist degree. This is naturalistic filmmaking at its finest. Through a camera lens, he encapsulates Thoreauvian philosophy.

As a critic, it is important to try and avoid overanalyzing. However, for a film like “The Tree of Life,” overanalyzing is crucial. Through his film, Malick is trying to find more than just the meaning of life, because life doesn’t have just one meaning. “The Tree of Life” is about what is out there, and what brings us all together.

Some might call Malick’s film a religious one. While religion seems to be a big factor, I would say that the film straddles the line between spirituality and atheism. It asks these essential questions: when it comes to dealing with the biggest questions in life, who (or what) do we turn to? Do we look to nature, the possibility of God, or our friends and family? No choice we make is a decent or right one, unless it is done out of some form of love.

“The Tree of Life” is not a film that offers easy answers. Within a half hour, many people in the audience had walked out, something I haven’t witnessed since “A Serious Man.” After “The Tree of Life” ended, one woman remarked that the film was reminiscent of a bunch of Windows screen savers. A friend of mine compared it to the greatest “South Park” episode ever.

While both of these interpretations are funny, they do not do Malick’s film justice. The cinematography is the result of years of careful work, not stealing. Meanwhile, overanalyzing is the act of finding meaning in the meaningless. Malick surely had some deeper purpose in trying to discover how life exists and thrives.

“The Tree of Life” is hard to be in love with the first time around, but I feel a need to recommend it. I can’t get over the brilliant way in which Malick speeds up, and then slows down, the story at just the right moments. Many films made nowadays try to think up and balance big ideas, but few are ever this meditative.

Movie Review: Inglourious Basterds

Who said history has to be accurate? Don't tell that to Quentin Tarantino, who pulled off his newest masterpiece in a brilliant revisionist style. "Inglourious Basterds" is the work of a world-class auteur at the top of his game.

When I first heard years ago that Tarantino was developing a war film, I was hesitant, unsure of whether Tarantino's directing style could fit into a war movie. But then I realized, it is the perfect genre for him. 

Of all of Tarantino's films, "Inglourious Basterds" has the most traditional narrative structure. While all of his other films hop through time in no particular order, this one moves through time in order with only a few brief flashbacks. What's extremely unconventional about it though, are it's multiple different stories that only loosely connect. 

The first story starts in the early days of World War II, in Nazi occupied France. Shosanna Dreyfus (Melanie Laurent), is a French Jew who narrowly escapes death at the hands of brutal Nazi Col. Hans Landa (Christoph Waltz). Four years later, Dreyfus is still living in France under a pseudonym, operating a movie theater and hoping to one day get revenge on the Nazis.

The second story focuses on a group of Jewish American soldiers also in France. This troop, nicknamed the Basterds, also plans to get revenge on the Nazis and their reign of terror. The troop is led by Lt. Aldo Raine (Brad Pitt). Raine commands his soldiers to attack the Nazis with absolutely no sympathy. He also demands that each man bring him 100 Nazi scalps (and he gets his scalps).

Now, where do these two stories connect? Well, both are revenge missions, and both seek their revenge in the exact same place. Shosanna and the Basterds never meet face to face, but all I can say is that if they ever were to meet, they'd all be pretty good friends.

In almost every way, "Inglourious Basterds" shouldn't be a good movie. It has long expanses of meaningless dialogue, little action, and major historical inaccuracies and politically incorrect stereotypes. It's kind of like "Lawrence of Arabia." But these things don't serve to make the movie worse; they end up making it even better. Only a mind like Tarantino can take flaws and turn them into idiosyncrasies. Only Tarantino could capture people talking and turn it into amazing, real conversations about the meaning of life. The dialogue is harder to quote because most of the film is spoken in either German or French, However, Raine and Donny "The Bear Jew" Donowitz (Eli Roth) give more than enough catchphrases to go around. 

Oh, and that dialogue. No matter what language, Tarantino's dialogue is always so pleasant to listen to; not a single word out of a character's mouth ever seems corny or contrived. 

And yes, the movie is violent. Very violent. On the Tarantino violence scale, it would rank slightly higher than "Pulp Fiction" but slightly less in "Kill Bill." The violence is often ridiculous, but is also somehow the most realistically violent of all of his films.

Tarantino has a habit of reviving the careers of many once great actors (John Travolta, Michael Parks, Pam Grier, David Carradine). The careeer revived in "Inglourious Basterds" is that of Christoph Waltz. Much has been said about Waltz's performance, and every accolade is well deserved. He plays Landa as both friendly and creepy at the same time. He can seem friendly by making small talk and then intimidating by doing something like ordering someone to get him milk. He is never a villain who seems psychotic, he just seems scary because of his overstated friendliness. It is without a doubt that Landa's Cannes winning performance will also get nominated for an Oscar.

The true villains of World War II, Hitler and Joseph Goebbels, are played here with perfect inaccuracy. Martin Wuttke plays Hitler as  a whiny baby and Sylvester Groth plays Goebbels as a soulless zombie and something of a suck up. While Waltz has gotten the majority of praise, a large amount of it belongs to Groth. Through Groth's eyes, Goebbels doesn't seem like a zombie just from the things he says, but also from the things he does. In one scene, he shakes Shosanna's hand but he doesn't quite give it a tight grip. In fact, he barely grabs it with his cold, white hand. It looks almost like a skeleton who can walk and talk. 

Also scoring points are the Basterds. I always knew Pitt was talented, but not even his performance in "Fight Club" can top this. His Aldo Raine comes from Tennessee, and he talks in a perfect Southern droll. Roth is also a scene stealer. Roth is known for directing torture porn like "Hostel." However, he should stick to acting. His overly hammy Boston accent becomes one of the funniest parts of the movie. And yes, the movie is funny. Tarantino's sense of humor is one of the darkest in cinema; many of the jokes here are dark as ever. However, many are as light and hilarious as Raine's horrible grip on the Italian language. A scene like that almost feels like something out of a Sacha Baron Cohen movie.

Tarantino is known for referencing hundreds and hundreds of movies in everyone of his films. In this one, he often draws references to his own films. The opening scene reminded me something of the Royale with Cheese scene in "Pulp Fiction." Like Jackson, Waltz first disarms the character through light banter before suddenly unloading on him. The revenge mission feels almost like The Bride's in "Kill Bill." 

Tarantino also references many of his favorite movies. You can see a shot that looks like "Scarface" or a camera movement that feels Hitchcockian. What's referenced most here though is Spaghetti Westerns. Spaghetti Westerns were Italian westerns that were made in the late 1960s popularized mainly by Sergio Leone. As I watched "Inglourious Basterds" I realized what it truly was: a Spaghetti Western presented as a war film. There are Mexican standoffs and a score that often resembles the brilliant music of Ennio Morricone. 

The plot of "Inglourious Basterds" is almost directly based off of the plot of "Once Upon a Time in the West." Like "Once Upon a Time in the West," "Inglourious Basterds" is about two different people getting revenge on the same person for different reasons. Both reasons however, have something to do with the loss of family or brotherhood. "Inglourious Basterds" also contains long stretches without much action. However, while Leone reveled in long silences, Tarantino revels in lots and lots of talking.

"Once Upon a Time in the West" is also the best western ever made. "Inglourious Basterds" is one of the best war movies ever made. Not only that, but it is also the most audacious for daring to change the face of history. It really makes sense as to why "Inglourious Basterds" is so revisionist: every Tarantino movie exists in its world with its own interconnecting characters and its own brands. Even though "Inglourious Basterds" doesn't take place during modern times, it feels as if it could've taken place in the same world as any other Tarantino film.

"Inglourious Basterds" was one of few movies I've seen recently where I left feeling reinvigorated, feeling as if all my faith in cinema had been restored. Only someone like Quentin Tarantino can do this. He reinvented the crime drama, the kung fu film, and now, the war film. Being a great director doesn't involve any film school, just a great imagination and a love for movies. And not to mention, a strange and interesting view of the world.

One more thing: we never find out why the title is misspelled. Tarantino says he'll never explain why, and in a way it's better like that. The spelling is a part of Tarantino's world, and we're lucky that we even got this good of a glimpse of it.

If you liked this movie, you'll also like: Kill Bill, Pulp Fiction, Once Upon a Time in the West, The Dollars Trilogy, Carrie, Scarface, Reservoir Dogs, Jackie Brown, Grindhouse, The Wild Bunch, No Country for Old Men