Showing posts with label George Clooney. Show all posts
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Monday, November 04, 2013

Gravity



written and directed by Alfonso Cuarón (2013)

I was born shortly before Neil Armstrong walked on the moon, so I grew up steeped in the mystique and glamour of the astronaut. I think every kid of my generation had dreams of being an astronaut, at least until we realized how much talent and work that would entail. This movie is about as close as you can get to the experience of what that would actually be like in terms of the amazing visuals. For sure, it's a gorgeous, spectacular, technical achievement, but I don't know that it's a very accurate portrayal of what those space folk get up to task wise though. In fact I doubt that it is, because it for sure isn't accurate in depicting how I imagine astronauts would behave under the circumstances presented in the flick.

Sandra Bullock commands the most screen time, but she's framed as a doofus in comparison to the mission commander played by George Clooney. It's his last mission and he's channeling his usual charm of the cock of the spacewalk, and has oodles of experience compared to the neophyte startrekker, Bullock. She was recruited to install some kind of medical scanner of her design, that has been repurposed for space use, so she's a genius engineer.  As Clooney says, NASA doesn't waste it's time on uselessness. However she sure doesn't act like she's got any brains in her head for much of the flick. I kept thinking, did she even go to astronaut school? She's mentions that she had 6 months of astronaut training, but whatever for that, because the whole movie she's bumbling her way through one crisis to the next, doing DUMB things. I kept groaning at the way she was written. It was just way too much like misogynistic, WOMAN DRIVER bullshit. Especially since there was no need to have her making stupid mistakes either - the beauty of a space tale, is with the setting being such a hostile environment, things could just HAPPEN without the need for human error.

Bullock's character does have an arc - she's lost a child and since then has been living a very circumscribed life - just working.  Not living to work, or working to live - work is the only thing that keeps her going.  So literally and virtually, she's lost in space. And the way this is resolved I found irksome too, because when she regains her will to live, through a spiritual moment - she gives credit to CLOONEY, for choices she makes on her own. Ok, these are aspects of spirituality that I can get behind - to honour the ineffable and have a sense of awe or transcendence, also a feeling of connection to the people we love who have passed, and it's great too to recognize that we don't do anything on our own, but build on the work of others.  Unfortunately,  I thought that the movie framed these spiritual truths in a very dualistic male/female manner with her being the ignoramus and receiver of edjumacations - the usual humble female role thang eh?  

And there was also the fact that the first guy to die - the red shirt - well he had a brown face. And the bad guys in this could have just been asteroids, or circumstance,  but NO - they're RUSSIANS cluttering up the orbital areas of the earth with their malfunctioning space junk. Too sexist, too white, too Manifestdestiny Pro-American. Still it looked real good, and it's exciting as hell. I think it's going to be especially enjoyable for those not prone to notice its embedded disdain for women.




I just found out about this short film made Alfonso Cuarón's son Jonas - he's also the co-writer of Gravity.



I really liked seeing this mirror perspective to the same scene from Gravity, because in the film, I didn't understand the language of who it was she was talking to when she was undergoing her egoic death. I had assumed he was Chinese, maybe a Laplander. I had an inkling it was somewhere Northern because of the dogs, but that was just guessing. What I did understand was that he was a simple man who had a family. And what's the point of this scene? I think this high tech flick about a women who is not in touch with her needs, contains this portrayal of Native People because the Cuaróns are using them to represent a "natural" life style, where human relations are paramount over ego, and its concerns for achievement.  That's what movie folk tend to use us Indigenous types for anyhow - spiritual shorthand for living in balance with nature. This is something that is a timely and important value, and since it's a concept that is so undervalued in current society, the fact that the NDN's are invisible is actually quite appropriate.

Further thoughts based on a comment I left on  Outlaw Vern's Gravity review :

Spoilers….I had a lot of problems with Gravity and they all related to gender. I really didn’t like how incompetently Bullock was framed in context with Clooney. She was always doing STUPID stuff,  at first being the stumbling, bumbling, screaming, female being rescued and hauled around by Clooney, and then doing her usual flustered lady thang, in reaction to the implacable relentless monster – space. After some thought though, and after seeing the short film Cuaron’s son did – it shows the conversation Bullock has with the guy on Earth from his perspective – I came around to understanding that aspect being a direct result and possible subversion of patriarchal gender values. Yes, the way she was portrayed had too much of the awfulness of gender stereotyping, but she could just as easily have been a male character. I think the choice of casting the role as a woman was deliberate: not because women are incompetent compared to men, but largely because patriarchal values read women as having a higher humanistic capacity BECAUSE of their gender and life giving caregiver roles.  It’s more the norm for women to have feelings, than to repress them, and for them to be vulnerable and grow is also more acceptable. That these aspects of herself were parts she had lost and rejected, set the arc of her character's growth, and framed the moral message of the film - to reify the importance of our connection to others, the earth and the environment. In some ways it might have been more of a push back against gender stereotyping to have a male character transforming this way, but I think having a woman navigate the vacuum of space jockey ego achievement, gave more strength overall to the rejection of the patriarchal systems that puts so much weight on things that have very little to do with the rest of society. True her return could also be read as her failure to get er done up there, and a call out to "get back to the kitchen and make sammiches",  but that's a small mind response, and really what's more important than making sure our kitchen - the earth - is looked after, and each other too.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Ocean's Elevenses


directed by Lewis Milestone (1960) Steven Soderbergh (2001)




I figured it'd be a good idea to compare the 1960 original to the 2001 remake and as I settled in to watch the original, I felt good. The Saul Bass opening credits animation were swell and the whole thing had a smooth easy feel with all the characters seeming real comfortable with each other having chemistry and patter.  I got bored pretty quick though.  Jesus gawd all this breezy chatter, natty suits, drinking booze, smoking cigarettes, and gorgeous dames....how long is it going to take before we get to the action?  An hour of introducing all the damn actors is really stretching it, but I guess when you've got 11 guys to characterise it takes some time.

I recognised Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, and was surprised at how small Sammy Davis Jr. was.  He reminded me of Prince in his song piece - which is also the theme song of the flick, and the main riff plays all throughout out.  And the Prince thang is more size wise and on a performance level, because Sammy and Prince don't really have the same kinda sound.





The other actors, I couldn't place except for the skull-faced Henry Silva. He's got a real distinctive look, and I know him even if it's only because he's so recognisable. I think he's best known as for his bad guy roles. There's also Norman Fell.  Mr Furley!!  And Shirley MacLaine makes a brief cameo as a drunk girl, Dean Martin gets to make out with - for crime's sake.  She did the film so she could hang out with her Rat Pack buddies - they would do their club acts at night then shoot in the early morning.  Much of the dialogue was just improvised as they were good buddies with close rapport.

One interesting bit of trivia - Sammy Davis Jr. wasn't allowed to stay in any of the Casinos he performed at because of racism.  It took sway and direct intervention from Sinatra to get the Casinos to put aside their no coloureds bullshit.

I liked the period details and style. I liked seeing the narrow ties and tight suits.  The women were all dressed sharp too,  with glamour dresses, especially in the burlesque scene, Honeyface has a gorgeous outfit. Overall folk are well dressed, probably because people dressed more formally in 1960, at least in this movie they did.


The movie is pretty dumb.  I didn't buy the whole caper, but it's got old school Vegas as the backdrop and that is totally intriguing.  Vegas just seems like a bunch of regular old nightclubs, except with one armed bandits and games tables.  You can marvel at just how much the place has changed.   I liked it okay.  The movie is fun, and the ending completely redeems the ridiculous story.

Now for the sequel...



I recognised every star in this one, because it's chock full of them, plus it's of my era.  And I recognised this Vegas too.  It's so much bigger and flashy gaudy, the scale so much more more more and beyond belief compared to the itty bitty little casinos of the past. Vegas is so a  star in this.  Yay for cross promotions!

Both films work well for Vegas promotion. 

Andy Garcia owns the vault servicing the 3 casinos targeted for robbery, MGM Grand, Mirage and The Bellagio.  I'm guessing The Bellagio was the newest at the time of the 2001 filming, and that's why it got the most product placement promotion.  I'm also guessing Garcia is a stand in for Steve Wynn.

The caper in this one is much more elaborate, more like a spy flick, all full of contraptions and gadgets.  It's far more ridiculous in its complexity.  The first caper was ridiculous too, but it's way outshone by the remake's shenanigans. 

I'm glad the Oceans 11, 2.0 was more a riff on the original concept than a straight up remake.  I was expecting the cast of criminals to be a bunch of Iraq veterans and that they weren't was refreshing.  It's often better if a film confounds expectations. Overall, I found the 2nd iteration to be more entertaining.  The original was slower, and went off on tangents, and musical numbers by Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr,  especially showcasing these stars, and as much as I enjoyed that, I liked that the sequel was more plot driven.  Both were fairly dismissive of women.  Julia Roberts gets a bigger part as Danny Ocean's, (George Clooney), wife than Angie Dickinson did as Sinatra's ex-Mrs. Ocean.  The one actor of the principle cast of 2.0 that I didn't recognise was Shaebo Qin.  He was recruited from The Peking Acrobats and doesn't act except for his roles in the Ocean's flicks.  I thought his ethnicity was played for laughs.  


They're both fun, but I think the 2nd one is a more entertaining heist.