Certified Copy
Director: Abbas Kiarostami
Cast: Juliette Binoche, William Shimell
Set in the stunning landscape of Tuscany, Certified Copy follows a couple who appear to have just met as they spend a day discussing life and art while appearing to be getting to know one another. After being mistaken for a married couple in a coffee shop, it gradually emerges that perhaps there is more to this relationship than meets the eye.
With long lingering shots of emotional interaction, philosophical debates whilst meandering through the Italian countryside, and being paced out almost in real time, this is not one for the adrenaline junky. However, once you can see beyond the pompous talk and, at some points, energy-sapping debate, what emerges is a sensitive and well-balanced examination of marriage, sexual politics and relationships. Juliette Binoche as an un-named woman, justifiably won the Best Actress award at Cannes Film Festival for this performance. While often the dialogue takes place off-screen, Director Kiarostami is not afraid to let the camera remain on Binoche, picking up her every emotion and expression, peaking in a wonderful café scene where a single tear seems to sum up a full life.
Dismissing any kind of overt drama, the film is at it’s best when it focuses on the simplicity of a look or gesture, being used to convey the deepest of emotions. Patience is a virtue, and when you manage to stay with it beyond the admittedly fairly boring opening act, that patience is rewarded with a surprising and sensitive story, challenging you to discover what is real and what is fake.
Rating 5/10
Wednesday 25 August 2010
Saturday 21 August 2010
The girl who played with fire
The Girl Who Played With Fire
Release date: 27 Aug
Director: Daniel Alfredson.
Starring: Noomi Rapace, Michael Nyqvist, Lena Endre
Rated: 15
The sequel to the brilliant Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, this Swedish film continues the story of hacker Lisbeth Salander (Noomi Rapace) and journalist Mikael Blomkvist (Michael Nyqvist), as they delve into an the criminal underworld, uncovering a sex trafficking ring and a trail of murder along the way. This, the second of Stieg Larsson's Millennium Trilogy books, sees the story begin to focus more on the intriguing character of Salander, a girl with a mysterious and troubling past.
Salander is wonderfully and sensitively played by Rapace, who is undoubtedly a major talent. However, she is an extraordinary splash of brilliance in an otherwise rather un-extraordinary film. While undoubtedly the success if the book it is based on proves the story works in a literary format, unfortunately here, the pacing and energy of the film feels lacklustre. The raw edge and depth of the first film that made it such a huge critical success, here is softened and simplified. One potentially interesting thread about the sex trafficking industry is frustratingly reduced to being a sideline issue. There is little character development - if you have not seen the previous film, you would find it difficult to care for the people involved.
Some of the film's later revelations are poorly handled, feeling cliched and, with one twist in particular, fairly inexplicable.
Compared to the excellent first film, this is disappointing, being essentially reduced to an adequate crime thriller. Despite this, there is enough both to keep the viewer engaged, and to build anticipation for the third of the trilogy being released later this year.
Content advisory: One particularly violent scene and a fairly graphic sex scene, as well as references to a rape.
Rating: 5/10
Release date: 27 Aug
Director: Daniel Alfredson.
Starring: Noomi Rapace, Michael Nyqvist, Lena Endre
Rated: 15
The sequel to the brilliant Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, this Swedish film continues the story of hacker Lisbeth Salander (Noomi Rapace) and journalist Mikael Blomkvist (Michael Nyqvist), as they delve into an the criminal underworld, uncovering a sex trafficking ring and a trail of murder along the way. This, the second of Stieg Larsson's Millennium Trilogy books, sees the story begin to focus more on the intriguing character of Salander, a girl with a mysterious and troubling past.
Salander is wonderfully and sensitively played by Rapace, who is undoubtedly a major talent. However, she is an extraordinary splash of brilliance in an otherwise rather un-extraordinary film. While undoubtedly the success if the book it is based on proves the story works in a literary format, unfortunately here, the pacing and energy of the film feels lacklustre. The raw edge and depth of the first film that made it such a huge critical success, here is softened and simplified. One potentially interesting thread about the sex trafficking industry is frustratingly reduced to being a sideline issue. There is little character development - if you have not seen the previous film, you would find it difficult to care for the people involved.
Some of the film's later revelations are poorly handled, feeling cliched and, with one twist in particular, fairly inexplicable.
Compared to the excellent first film, this is disappointing, being essentially reduced to an adequate crime thriller. Despite this, there is enough both to keep the viewer engaged, and to build anticipation for the third of the trilogy being released later this year.
Content advisory: One particularly violent scene and a fairly graphic sex scene, as well as references to a rape.
Rating: 5/10
Thursday 19 August 2010
The Expendables
The Expendables
Rating: 15
Director: Sylvester Stallone
Cast: Sylvester Stallone, Jet Li, Jason Statham, and Sly’s entire phone book.
The 1980s were the golden era of the action icon, with true classics like Rambo, Terminator, Die Hard, and Masters of the Universe (?!), all being forged in this epic period. Compared to the spandex-covered, emotionally-compromised Marvel stars of today’s cinema, the heroes of the 80s felt no pain, no remorse, and they absolutely did not stop, ever! That is, until the 90s which introduced a new breed of insipid superstar who acted with their brains rather than their trigger finger.
When Stallone announced he was bringing together the ultimate fighting team for a grunt-fest of epic 80s proportions, those of us with a violent disposition who model ourselves on Arnie’s physique (in my case, successfully) had our hope rekindled.
The opening scene sets the pace nicely with all the loud noises, flexed biceps and blood letting you would want and expect. However, being constructed around a very simple and mainly irrelevant plot (go in, save the girl, blow stuff up), when the action stops and the talking begins, the Expendables seriously loses pace. The much touted scene featuring the Big Three of Stallone, Willis, Schwarzenegger is just plain uncomfortable, with dialogue that is forgettable at best, and at worst makes the skin crawl.
Thankfully, coming out of the mid-section slump, the last half hour more than makes up the mileage. With some beautifully executed deaths, brutal fist fights, lots of big guns and exploding stuff, mixed with a dash of lovely little one-liners, The Expendables finds it’s purpose. Reportedly, Van Damme refused to join the team because he didn’t get the joke. And this is exactly why it works. Populated by a cast grateful to be doing what they do best, and clearly loving every minute, it never gets weighed done with a sense of its own importance or takes itself too seriously, focussing instead on a testosterone driven performance with barely an ounce of grey-matter in sight.
And I, for one, am grateful.
Rating: 7/10
Rating: 15
Director: Sylvester Stallone
Cast: Sylvester Stallone, Jet Li, Jason Statham, and Sly’s entire phone book.
The 1980s were the golden era of the action icon, with true classics like Rambo, Terminator, Die Hard, and Masters of the Universe (?!), all being forged in this epic period. Compared to the spandex-covered, emotionally-compromised Marvel stars of today’s cinema, the heroes of the 80s felt no pain, no remorse, and they absolutely did not stop, ever! That is, until the 90s which introduced a new breed of insipid superstar who acted with their brains rather than their trigger finger.
When Stallone announced he was bringing together the ultimate fighting team for a grunt-fest of epic 80s proportions, those of us with a violent disposition who model ourselves on Arnie’s physique (in my case, successfully) had our hope rekindled.
The opening scene sets the pace nicely with all the loud noises, flexed biceps and blood letting you would want and expect. However, being constructed around a very simple and mainly irrelevant plot (go in, save the girl, blow stuff up), when the action stops and the talking begins, the Expendables seriously loses pace. The much touted scene featuring the Big Three of Stallone, Willis, Schwarzenegger is just plain uncomfortable, with dialogue that is forgettable at best, and at worst makes the skin crawl.
Thankfully, coming out of the mid-section slump, the last half hour more than makes up the mileage. With some beautifully executed deaths, brutal fist fights, lots of big guns and exploding stuff, mixed with a dash of lovely little one-liners, The Expendables finds it’s purpose. Reportedly, Van Damme refused to join the team because he didn’t get the joke. And this is exactly why it works. Populated by a cast grateful to be doing what they do best, and clearly loving every minute, it never gets weighed done with a sense of its own importance or takes itself too seriously, focussing instead on a testosterone driven performance with barely an ounce of grey-matter in sight.
And I, for one, am grateful.
Rating: 7/10
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