Monday, August 27, 2007

 

American History X


Hate begets hate; violence begets violence; revenge begets revenge. As a white boy growing up in an all-white community who did not see his first person of colour until he left home to go to university I do not claim to understand the motivation behind racial discrimination or the over-reaction it seems to engender. But then I hear that some spouses throw their china at one another and as a boy who grew up poor I cannot conceive of such wanton destruction. I remember Simcha Jacobovici’s 1991 movie Deadly Currents in which Lt. Kobi Motiv describes the use of gun fire to cool people down—I didn’t buy it then and I certainly don’t buy it now.

American History X tells the story of a working class family whose fireman father gets shot by blacks while fighting a fire. One of the wrongs perpetrated on poor white workmen in the South by slavery was the devaluation of the worth of their labour. Unless they became overseers there was no work for them as slave owners had their own “free” workforce. Educated house slave referred to them as poor white trash or crackers. Freeing the slaves only served to flood the job market with even more unskilled labourers.

We have all read the stories of disadvantaged white boys arguing that affirmative action programs discriminate against them by giving opportunities to people of colour with less skills and poorer grades. There may actually be something to the argument that illegal immigrants accept sub-grade wages and in so-doing deprive the working poor of jobs and better wages. Certainly I wouldn’t want the belligerent, car-jacking blacks portrayed in this movie for my neighbours nor would I choose to live anywhere near them.

This movie, however, is about economically challenged people who cannot afford to get out of that neighbourhood and the Neo-Nazis who prey on their discontent. The two brothers in this movie are by all accounts brilliant students not dumb white crackers; who just happen to find security and validation in a white supremacist organization. Theirs is a reaction to seeing their once white neighbourhood infiltrated by people who bring drugs, guns and violence to their schools; take over their playgrounds; make their streets unsafe to walk at night; and practise reverse discrimination when they take over local businesses. Whether we see it this way or not these white boys do and the actions they take bring them grief. Frustrated by the fact that police probably don’t enter his neighbourhood at night Derek Vinyard takes the law into his own hands and shoots to kill when blacks attempt to steal his car. Whether or not a man has the right to defend his castle it is the violence of his reaction that scares and lands him in jail.

It is ironic that the teacher who works to pull him through is black and the fellow inmate who saves his white ass in prison is also black. His salvation is giving up his hatred and prejudices; unfortunately the lesson comes too late to his brother Danny.



Sunday, August 19, 2007

 

Planet of the Apes


A remake of the 1968 classic, which I’ve seen only as a TV movie, it benefits from the advances made in CGI and special effects in the last 4 decades. Whether or not Moses, the head of the NRA, AKA Charlton Heston’s acting chops are superior to Mark Wahlberg’s I’ll leave for others to decide though worthy of note is the fact that Mark gets to keep his clothes on and I’m fairly certain he has the buffer physique. Interestingly while the original was shot in California the remake needed to go to Australia and Hawaii to find suitable jungle locations.

Much of the movie is shot at night—an attempt to lessen the need for carefully detailed costuming? The final showdown takes place on a rocky desert plain. I’m assuming that most people are aware of the role reversal between humans and apes that is the primary conceit of both the original and this remake. Again I’d term this an amiable time waster. Both Planet and its sister movie Quest For Fire feature a talentless Darryl Hannah though in this movie at least she has the excuse that her prosthetics prevent her from showing any visible emotions. At least in this one there is some dialogue, Quest For Fire is limited to grunts and gestures.

I have a personal interest in Quest for Fire beyond the fact that I’ve read Jean Auel’s book of the same title as I’ve visited the caves on the Bruce Peninsula here in Ontario where the cave scenes were shot. What you don’t see in the movie is the fact that those caves are at least 50 feet down specially constructed stairs with a ledge in front of a 200 foot cliff above Georgian Bay. Unfortunately the pictures I shot were taken on slides decades before the aegis of digital photography and I’ve yet to scan them into a computer.



 

Daylight & Dante's Peak



Picked up a twofer DVD copy of these movies recently. Starring Sylvester Stallone and Pierce Brosnan; these are disaster movies, which both blow up real good. They share love interests for their stars whose lives are in peril. Neither star is listened to by those in charge of the situation and this results in many people dying. The first disaster is man-made, the second natural. Both stars put their own lives at risk to save others even though they have no responsibility to do so. Both end up in a confined space—a tunnel and a mine shaft from which they are rescued. Although Daylight is set in NYC the tunnel sequences were shot in Italy; Mount Saint Helen’s stood in for Dante’s Peak in Alaska. Both movies are heavy on special effects and chew up scores of motor vehicles. Neither will be on anyone’s list of all-time greats but as amiable time-wasters that give one an adrenalin rush they are passing fair.


Saturday, August 11, 2007

 

Gunsmoke


When Gunsmoke, with James Arness, debuted in the Fall of 1955 TV in Canada was seven years old and this writer six. When it appeared on Canadian TV my neighbours would have watched in on a “Sylvania TV with Halo Light”. In it’s final season in 1975-6 I’d been away from home for eight years and my nearest neighbours were staying up to watch it on CTV from 11:00 PM to Midnight; a scandalous hour for a farming family to be out of bed but my parents would have seen the telltale flickering green light in their neighbour’s parlour window.

Were this series to debut today in the opening gunfight six-foot seven inch Matt Dillon’s skin tight jeans would show off the dimples on his butt and in the premiere episode in the scene where Doc is patching up the just shot Matt he’d have been shirtless to show off his chiseled pecs and rock-hard abdominals. But back in the day action heroes did not have personal trainers and Charles Atlas appeared on the back of Comic Books; not on the front cover of Fitness Magazines.

Gunsmoke began life as a radio programme in 1952 starring William Conrad as Matt Dillon. When it came to TV in ‘55 as a half hour black and white series it was introduced by none other than John Wayne and the principle male actors shilled for cigarettes during the commercial breaks. There are other subtle differences in social morays that are apparent. Although Miss Kitty, the proprietor of the Long Branch obviously runs a bordello and Matt is sweet on her they are never seen in any amorous poses and they never marry. The premise that begins every show is that matters are settled in what amounts to a duel with six-shooters in the middle of Main Street as High Noon. Recreation involved going to town to have a pint at the saloon where entertainment was provided by the in house maidens of the night and the honky-tonk piano.

The old beat-up enamel coffee-pot that featured in the closing credits of later seasons makes its appearance early on in the show. Doc’s office is up a very steep flight of stairs on a second floor. Horses get tied up to hitching rails but nary a water trough in sight and even more remarkable no road apples. Given the size of the man that had to be one heavy duty horse he rode yet I never remember it being called by name nor does it have any cult following as did other western hero’s mounts. It just seems to be taken for granted that horseback riding was the way one got around.

The tall lanky Dennis Weaver looks small beside Arness. Save for crusty old Doc Adams who seems ageless all the principle characters seem so young in this, the first season. Many expressions if not invented here entered the popular lexicon as a result of this show. “Get out of Dodge”; “boot hill”; “lynch mob”; the Long Branch. Dodge portraits the wild west of legend. Gunsmoke spawned dozens of similar westerns but while they came and went it hung around for a record 20 seasons.

After the opening credits I’ve now discovered the opening sequence of the shoot-out on Main Street cuts to Matt walking among the grave markers on “Boot Hill” where the malcontents and lawbreakers he’s shot lie buried while a voiceover of his matter of fact philosophy mulls over the morality of the situation. Even lawmen must wrestle their demons.


Monday, August 06, 2007

 

Picket Fences


Picket Fences may not have the Blue Ridge Mountains setting of The Waltons but it has the same small town sensibilities and caring attitude that is accepting of eccentricity. The law is dispensed here with decency, respect, and humour without resorting to the cornball of a Boss Hog. Weird and screwball things happen in Rome, Wisconsin but it is the fact that the actors play it straight that adds to the humour. Tom Skerritt plays the straight man with aplomb; the hulking Costas Mandylor comes just short of being the dumb oaf to Lauren Holly’s smart Deputy. Making My Favourite Martian the town judge is inspired casting and he’s the perfect foil for the ambulance chasing lawyer.

Where else would Rusty the Tin Man die of heart failure, a child bring a severed hand to show and tell or a dwarf show up in town riding an elephant? What other Sheriff would bring the elephant home to stay in his garage? Picket Fences is crime without victims, menace without intimidation, and embarrassment without humiliation. The officers here care about people and it shows. Sheriff Brock runs the town the same way he cares for his family.


Sunday, August 05, 2007

 

Cowboys and Angels


I would characterize this movie as the odd couple for the 21st Century. Set in Limerick, Ireland; two young men decide to share an apartment. One is straight employed in a dead-end clerical government job. The other is a gay fashion design student. Both are artistic but the straight guy is drifting while the gay guy seems to know what he wants out of life. Their relationship and the movie have their awkward moments. Shane gets in over his head when he becomes involved with the neighbourhood drug dealers; Shawn for all his flamboyance does not feel comfortable doing drugs. The two come of age together and learn to support each other. Not a great movie but one I bought because it’s the only way I could obtain a copy to watch.


Saturday, August 04, 2007

 

Paradise_Prince of Tides.doc





Paradise /The Prince of Tides

Two movies which came out in 1991 set in the tidal plains off the Carolinas among shrimp boaters. Both storylines feature dysfunctional families haunted by repressed memories of family traumas and deaths. Both casts involve family members.

Melanie Griffith and Don Johnson have their stoic existence invaded by the arrival of ten-year-old Elijah Wood whose pregnant mother has shipped him off to her best friend in Paradise. His summer is enriched by the presence of a lonely young neighbour played by Thora Birch.

Tom Wingo’s static existence is rocked by the attempted suicide of his twin sister in NYC. Traveling to New York to meet with his sister’s shrink he finds that even the rich and famous can have marriages as shaky as his own. This latter movie is told through flash-backs that illustrate Tom’s memories.

Both movies proceed at a slow southern pace amid beautiful scenery. The focus of the first is the two children; of the second the childhood experience of the Twin Brother and Sister. Although some may find both overly sentimental I have watched them repeatedly.


This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?