“White Irish Drinkers” provides a take on working-class Irish angst that’s smarter than usual

“White Irish Drinkers” is a neighborhood (Brooklyn) drama, from director and Brooklyn native John Gray.  It’s set in 1975 and about an ages-old clash between siblings, the “good” and the “bad,” in an abusive metropolitan working-class family.

Broadly, though, it’s about a tight circle of neighborhood family and friends, and their choices in life.  This circle reminds us of almost any South Boston or Irish Brooklyn movie, where the family shivers for fear their fisty and tipsy dad.

This plays at Minneapolis’ Lagoon Cinema for a week from April 29th.

Danny draws, paints to avoid neighborhood angst (courtesy Screen Media Films)

This talented, above average film-maker, Mr. Gray, uses stock, archetypical characters: the bruising dad who drinks at least half of his working class pay, the meek wife who stays because of her children, and those two children who fill little angel and devil roles: we have the sensitive, not understood artistic type vs. the back alley, incorrigible & petty criminal.  But how the film-maker uses these types, and adds layers, makes the difference.

But this takes a remarkable detour from the work-a-day people from 1993′s “Amongst Friends,” 1997′s “Good Will Hunting” and 2007′s “Gone Baby Gone.”  “White Irish Drinkers” is about choices (short-term and short-sighted one) and goals, and reconciling those.

The characters are drawn with more nuance and concern than usual for this genre: each of them is given more brush strokes and more layers of “realism” than we usually have in a gritty, urban, working-class, just scraping by story.  Dad actively shows weakness and warmth in the middle of the story, at just the moment where we expect the non-thinking hothead to choose a son for either a tongue lashing or a bashing.

One odd-ball Irish Drinker (courtesy Screen Media Films)

Instead after the boys’ dinner time carousing, he’s roused from his nap, and is reminded of a moment when one of them, aged 6 or 7, was at a hospital.  He’s sentimental, and it’s sincere.  The performance harkens to a different one in 1995′s “The Possession of Michael D” on TV.

Brian (Nick Thurston): the artist finds accidental love with a strong, ambitious woman, who isn’t as hard-skinned as she’d convinced herself she is.  Danny (Geoff Wigdor) is not a foregone screw-up.

There’s a vignette about the brothers’ bond that is conveyed by a series of tiny scenes where the boys are camping with a skimpy bed-sheet-like tent.  While Danny is free to beat on Brian, it wasn’t so as children.

Brian has a splendid, surprising and unconventional scene where a friend tells him that a pretty lass is eyeing him, but he’s timid.  So another friend seizes that moment and starts to show him up.  Brian makes the only natural move for him: he walks up to a steamed up window, and draws the woman’s image with his finger – in remarkable detail.  Slowly his artistry draws the drinkers’ attention, including her.  It’s an amazing introverts tactic for stealing the extrovert’s flirting thunder!  Upon finishing it the whole bar, roused from the banal, cheers his play.  You had us at the window steam drawing, even if the patrons’ enthusiasm was overwrought.

This is a witty, amusing story, which respects our intelligence.  A great yarn with refreshing layers and nuance!

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“Potiche” is a French retro farce of sexual & workplace politics, which might remind you of “Nine to Five”

“Potiche” a French farce of sexual politics, set in the 1970s is an amusing, campy and retro story.   This story of a trophy wife (the translation of potiche) who takes her CEO husband’s place at the umbrella factory, which he claimed from the marriage.

This feels like a flipside telling of the 1980 workplace comedy movie, “Nine-to-Five.”  The look, feel is out-dated, but that retro view helps to make this basically smart, but also shallow story amuse us.

“Potiche” takes place when the U.S. was amid its feminist and labor revolutions, which were also marked by “women’s work” sections of the newspaper want ads.

Landmark Theatres’  shows this at the Edina Cinema for a week from April 29th.

There is une petite leçon beyond the campy and ironical comedy.  It’s worth seeing.

POM’s “The Greatest Movie Ever Sold” is an irreverent way to scratch at some truths

“The Greatest Movie Ever Sold” shows us the sausage making involved in product placement in movies.  As Morgan Spurlock peeled back the onion of Mickey D’s in 2004′s “Supersize Me,” this year’s documentary comedy shows us, and him, in the process of wooing companies to pay for his movie, and in-turn being cast in it as the lead and supporting characters or topics.   Along the way they are examples of how those companies or brands have changed movies.

In Mr. Spurlock’s routine, nearly inimitable style, “The Best Movie Ever Sold” starts with him just now considering how well his crazy idea will fly with the American Nasdaq-type brands, whose concern about brand management and protective public relations flirts with paranoia.

(courtesy Sony Classics)

Landmark Theatre’s Uptown Theater plays this for a week starting on April 29th.

A bunch of mid-level brands stakes their claims to Mr. Spurlock’s viewers: POM Wonderful, a healthy pomegranate drink, Sheets (a gas station & eatery), Ban, Mini-Cooper, Hyatt hotels, Jet Blue and Mane & Tail among mid-length list of others.  That last one beats it all; it’s a shampoo for the horse and human markets, both!  Wow.

It must’ve been awkward and embarrassing when Morgan asks the Ban Roll-on  folks what words or phrases describe or typify their product: the marketing execs were struck dumb!  Hmm, no need to wonder why they called their company a small, scrappy company that could.

This is an amusing, witty exposé of brand placement or brand integrated movies.  Mr. Spurlock includes a few ads within the movie, sweetening the pot for his highest paying sponsors.  That’s an irony for those viewers who resent the Generation-Y norm of seeing TV commercials slapped onto a 70-foot screen, before or among the trailers.

All Spurlock family, Morgan and son, praise to Jet Blue? (courtesy Sony Classics)

Mr. Spurlock’s bottom-line is one that often lays on the track between money and art.   The question of artistic independence is big for the filmmaker.  That question: how much to sell-out?  One of the many artistic and financial questions: how much artistic control does he cede to his sponsors; how much of a whore is he willing to become?

A score?  See it.  Enjoy it.  Consider the meat inside the loony package.

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“Two Indians Talking” is an amusing, political buddy story

At first glance, a movie where a couple of guys talk about politics, identity and oppression doesn’t sound like “good times!”  But hold on or you might miss out on the laughs and wit!  “Two Indians Talking” is just that (but also more).

Movie cousins Adam and Nathan (courtesy Kiss Dust Pictures)

This story gives us two young Native men on their way to a meeting where they expect to have a bunch of Cree folks join them, a dozen or maybe dozens.  The greatness is in the extraordinary irony: their partners don’t show, so we don’t watch a cadre of zealous activists prepare an ambitious protest – a stand.  They need help to block a major road and make a point.  Instead we’re flies on the wall as the guys chew their cud and clash on their divergent ideas of Indianness.

This amusing Canadian drama, from director Sara McIntyre, is one among the dizzying array of titles at the Minneapolis/St. Paul International Film Festival, which runs through May 3rd.

This buddy story is splendidly written with subtle humor that helps us to enjoy a show that could have been a drawn-out chat fest.  Another remarkable detail is that, while we hear plenty of First Nation names mentioned, we don’t know which one these men claim.

We know we’re in for something special, or at least well-informed and thoughtful from the start: the college-educated one reminds his cousin, “people don’t rebel because they’re looking for a fight.  They rebel because their tired of suffering!”  The waiting, the discussions, the anxiety about their absent partners brings a sense of Samuel Beckett’s play “Waiting for Godot” to this – either absurdity or tension.

Adam, Nathan and pretty, smart diversions (courtesy Kiss Dust Pictures)

As good as this picture is, and these two men are, they have partners in this.  A few pretty women come into the picture, as well as a funny man of few words.

One slight irritation is that, while the two men are realistic, they are also stock: one, Adam (Justin Rain), is 20 something, has been to college and self-confidently refers to Friedrich Nietzsche, Edmund Burke, and other historical voices.  He’s clean cut with a wheat complexion.  His counterpart and cousin, Nathan, (Nathanial Arcand) is older, husky, darker and quicker with his anger and indignation over the centuries of whites’ feet on Natives’ necks.  Their conversation shows all of these, even if it’s only implied.

When the chat fest “Before Sunrise” came out 15 years-ago, on “At the Movies” Roger Ebert conceded that these kind of movies can be their own obstacles: they’re rarely done well, so that someone will want to pay attention.  “Two Indians” is another of those exceptions, even though some viewers’ patience while sympathetic, will be tested.

These “Two Indians” reward our patience with a great, witty climax that can’t help but jerk a hearty chuckle or cackle out of us: the last thing we’ve come to expect happens.  It glows with irony.

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“The Princess of Montpensier” reminds us that wars have been fought over women

“The Princess of Montpensier” is a costume romantic drama, from Bertrand Tavernier, and set in the 1500s.  The fight over the princess’ favors reminds us of what much of classical poetry and literature has observed: “wars have been fought over the favors of a woman.”

This is an era that damns the men, even the kingdom and dooms her.  Marie (Mélanie Thierry) is torn between two men, two cousins’ love (unrelated to her).  One she wants, Henri de Guise (Gaspard Ulliel).  The other, who she doesn’t, Prince de Montpensier, (Grégoire Leprince-Ringuet) but her father does – for politics and property.  He coerces her into marrying the prince, but the prince is too young and too immature to be a good match for his newly arranged wife.

poster (courtesy Flickr/Creative Commons)

This will be showing at Landmark Theatres’ Edina Theater for a week from Aprill 22nd.

This princess’ life and the story become more fraught when we see that all the men who spend a lot of time around the princess are enchanted by her, succombing to her assets.  The prince’s mentor and tutor, the Comte de Chabannes (Lambert Wilson) a gentleman, warrior and scholar – a rarity.  And the prince’s commander, Duc d’Anjou (Raphael Personnaz), also vies for Marie.  While the Comte is deliberate about this, showing his maturity, the Duc is younger, impulsive and urgent (or just lusty) about it.

This is one of those “if only” stories, where you notice that, if not for one road taken, there’d be none of this trouble – but also this intricate story, this romantic and political tumult and suspense wouldn’t interest us.

An exchange tells a lot about the princess’ and the prince’s bond: on their way into his castle…

He asks “When will you love me?”

She says, “When you order me to?”

–If only she didn’t cave in to her dad.

–If only women hadn’t been considered chattel and beasts of burden then.  And head-strong women were such oddities as to be thought mad.

The most interesting subplot belongs to the best-drawn supporting character, the Comte de Chabannes; he’s a warrior turned pacifist.  He laid down his long sword after having killed a very vulnerable woman by accident, but in the heat of a fight.

The romantic and political intrigues are complex to a Shakespearian level.  More than a few shades of truths and lies push Marie, her husband, her tutor and the Comte away from one another – but mostly her.

The beautiful colors used in the costumes and photography overall draw our attention, but the plot, the performances and the plotting over love and lust command that attention.  Those scenic colors are incidental to the great characters and the ways in which their stories clash with one anothers’.

See this film!

The big problem: the more than two hour sitting might make you antsy, even though the story’s great.  Also, if you want sword fights, serious ones from this, you might find the few in this to be pale and shallow.

“Cameraman: the Life and Work of Jack Cardiff” is a fun, witty treat for movie nerds (and their friends)

A cinematographer, Jack Cardiff, of England, waited until age 95 to leave us.  He had a story of 70 years of defining and designing how the light looks in movies – chiefly British ones.  His reputation across the pond was so eminent that independent filmmaker Craig McCall (not a household name in American movies) just had to make a film about his talents, his contributions and ambitious & zealous artistry.  That’s “Cameraman: the Life and Work of Jack Cardiff.”

When was the last time you went to a movie and considered who was in-charge of its look or visual attitude?  Cardiff and others talk about how he was inspired by painters, particularly impressionists, such as Vincent Van Gogh and Johannes Vermeer, to light for drama and emphasis.  In fact Christopher Callis, one Mr. Cardiff’s peers, said that he helped to found the British movie look.

In the late 1940s his work founded his reputation as a go-to cameraman, and as a man who was game for artistic risks.  His big break came with 1946′s “Matter of Life and Death” aka “Stairway to Heaven” in America.  His work on 1947′s “Black Narcissus” helped to forge his reputation; the lighting and look of it are extraordinary, bold and evocative.  It showed new ways to see and understand how artistic a film could be.  In addition, he worked on the first ever documentary that wasn’t a travelogue:  1945′s “Western Approaches.”

Martin Scorsese, a renowned American movie icon, whose voice seems to out weigh several of the others in this film, described Mr Cardiff’s work as “painting in-motion.”  To that point, Orson Welles once called movies “an enormously expensive paint box,” which is another way to say just how Cardiff expressed his talents when directors gave him the led-way.

In a couple of books about Mr. Scorsese, he describes how he reveres English filmmakers, especially Michael Powell, and the degree to which they inspired his own work.  “Cameraman” uses a brilliant split screen that briefly illustrates point-by-point, on how Mr. Powell’s “The Red Shoes,” from 1948, showed a daring new way to show point of view: from the mind’s eye of a performer.  Rewatch in boxing scenes in 1980′s “Raging Bull” after watching “Red Shoes’” dance scenes – you’ll get it.

This is a niche movie; there aren’t a lot of people who watch documentaries.  And this isn’t the first documentary about a director of photography, or a group of them.

During an audience Q & A with the filmmaker, Craig McCall, after the first screening, at the Minneapolis St. Paul International Film Festival, he said that this, which he spent 13 years making independently, was inspired at least in part by the American Film Institute’s (AFI) 1992 documentary “Visions of Light.”

That’s an extraordinary documentary about American movie aesthetics, and specifically about movie lighting and those men – mostly – who made movies like how they do.  McCall had wanted to make a version about cinematographers from the United Kingdom, but… he hadn’t the AFI’s wallet.

Jack among some of his subjects (courtesy JackCardiff.com)

McCall calls this a conversation with Mr. Cardiff – that’s the style.  Movie’s usually summarize some part of our world, and how we understand or want to understand it.  Maybe cinematography summarizes how freely we might use our imaginations, or how open it is, when watching movies.

If you’re the kind of movie-goer who goes to film festivals or habitually checks out the special features on DVDs, which are barely and rarely special these days, then “Cameraman” is great.  Even if you’re not…You’ll have a lot of fun while learning fascinating details about movies and how they’re made.

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“In A Better World” is a smart, soft movie about angry boys and men

“In A Better World” is a drama from Denmark & Sweden, and director Susanne Bier, that yearns for peace.  The story begins by confusing us a little: it starts with middle-aged doctor going into an African camp to help.  Then we see boy giving a eulogy, straining to be stoic.  Then we see a boy being bullied by several peers.  You don’t really know whose story this is ­– the boys’ or the men’s?

Three boys and a man try to avoid a fight (courtesy Sony Classics)

We see a lot of anger, tension and clenched fists, even when they’re just words.  Basically this’s the story of angry boys and men, and how each of them deals with this, whether with softness or hardness.

This plays at Minneapolis’ Uptown Theater for a week on April 15th.

There are two boys and two fathers, each of them dealing with what manhood and strength mean to themselves.  One teenager, Christian, (William Jøhnk Nielsen) strong and resolute on the surface, is still smarting from his mom’s death from cancer; he doesn’t know what to do with his confusing mix of feelings: agony, guilt and wrath.

The other boy, Elias, (Markus Rygaard) is the opposite; continually bullied in school, he has withdrawn and shed any sense of self-confidence.  His dad, Anton, (Mikael Persbrandt) a doctor in Africa, isn’t around and is in the middle of separating from Elias’ mom.  Elias, cowing in the face of obvious and imminent divorce, just wants his home life to be ok again.

At his new school, Christian, already vulnerable without his mom, who succumbed to cancer, overcompensates in the face of problems.  Elias needs a friend, a source of strength – someone who’ll fill in as a protector, even if that poses that imposes a price.

Angry boys Elias and Christian (courtesy Sony Classics)

Aside from the boys’ angst-ridden fights with their worlds and themselves, their dads have equally difficult problems.  Dr. Anton has to deal with his meek, unsure son.  But in Africa he contends with a monster whose men do things to women that’re best left to the imagination.  And Christian’s dad starts to wonder, in a taciturn way, why his son’s this angry.

When the boys meet Christian is hit, while standing up for poor Elias, who was just struck himself by a bully and his followers.  Christian underestimates his foe, and is rewarded with blood.  Next time under the “cover” of a bathroom, he sucker punches the boy, this time using overwhelming force, a chunk of metal, while he’s on Elias again.  He gets the drop on the little bastard – and an interview with the police.  This makes us wonder how messed up Christian is, and how barbaric he’ll be.

In the abyss of Christian’s confused wrath, he resorts to a pipe bomb.  The lives of mom and daughter joggers are caught in this.  “In A Better World” reminds us of how some boys are taught to deal with stress, their own anger and with conflicts, and the kinds of men they might become.

The story’s quiet, letting the boys’ angst flare through words and pauses, without needing action scenes to show the tensions.  This intense story is smart and interesting.

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“The Human Resources Manager” is a strange trip, from Israel, to bury a body

“The Human Resources Manager,” is an Israeli drama, from Eran Riklis, about a Human Resources Manager (Mark Ivanir), without a name, but a title.  He works for a large commercial bakery and has to go above and beyond when a former temp worker is found among the dead at a suicide bombing site.  But when no one claims her at the morgue, a muckraking print reporter rails the bakery for not claiming her.

The bakery chief, concerned about how that story hurts the business, presses the manager to look into a small payroll question that led to the worker having a bakery paycheck on her, but her not being in their other systems.  The HR Manager finds that he’ll have to go with the body and help bury it.  This brief journey for public relations and peace making winds up taking longer than expected and creeps into a set of mid-life-like questions.

Minneapolis’ Lagoon Cinema plays this for a week starting on April 15th.

With each step he takes to fix this PR crisis, he winds up attracting yet one more person, and one more wrinkle, to a simple matter of identifying and burying remains: first he has to satisfy his boss, then after doing that, he finds that she’ll have a bigger problem for him when he returns.

Then he has to find and deal the victim’s widower.  There’s a problem, so he can’t give consent.  Above all, a series of sillier and stranger events make this road to better PR deeper.  They have to see about the woman’s son…  And then there’s a Consul, and a Vice Consul and then their official driver.   But his driver’s license isn’t in order.  Oh, and that muckraking reporter who starte this is also tagging along.  But wait, there’s more…

If this’s a comedy, it’s dry.  Eitan Gorlin’s “The Holy Land,” also Israeli, and from 2001, is funnier, and has more wit.  Similar, equally profound life-deciding questions pop up in this film.  While the characters in “The Human Resources Manager” are only colorful, those in “The Holy Land” are vibrant and more fully drawn.

“The Human Resources Manager” is a good, interesting story that’s well worth a look.

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Sidney Lumet, a mentsh and a Rabbi of American movies, is gone

Sidney Lumet, a filmmaker known for progressive-minded movies, was an American Rabbi of movies, a teacher on topics that few of us are bold enough to confront one-on-one.  Having died on April 9th, he left a legacy, and left us hungry for more.

His indelible works include “12 Angry Men,” “Network,” “Dog Day Afternoon,” “Serpico,” “The Pawnbroker,” “Murder on the Orient Express” and “The Verdict.” A few of those came out in a streak in the 1970s.  Many of these provoked viewers to go beyond their comfort zones.  Frankly he may be connected with theme of justice as much as he is with any other.

It is morose when a craftsman’s, an artist’s works are summarized by up to 5 percent of his output; it’s also typical.  Most general interest news venues ran typical obituaries, which provided summaries of Mr. Lumet’s achievements and legacy.  Why not go beyond that, and fill in some details and nuance?

“That Lumet is significant is pretty much a given,” Mr. Gregg said, a media scholar and producer at the University of Minnesota.  He made those several movies of substance, but in the 1980s he also gave us “Running on Empty” in 1988 and “Fail Safe” in 1964, both of are anti-war, the last far more so than the former.

Many Jewish American or American Jewish filmmakers’ careers are marked by conventional stories; these were about happy, shiny, suburban peoples and their mass sensibilities.  Mr. Lumet will not be remembered for giving a rip about or bothering with such insipid projects.  He was a mentsh, which is decent in Yiddish – just a decent man who on occasion defied Hollywood.

  • An irony: while his legacy will stand on these, he surely made his share of conventional, fun, escapist movies.
  • But we remember movies that last.

His stories dealt with public corruption, bigotry, the greed in entertainment and news, and a perspective on being Jewish in America.  His films pushed us more often than we would push ourselves.  ”He was willing to take on controversial issues and make movies that addressed controversial issues, sometimes pitting one person against insurmountable odds..,” Mr. Gregg said.  Mr. Lumet’s indelible images and ideas were visceral, evocative and dangerous to some people.

In 1990′s “Q & A,” he dealt with subtle questions of “race,” bigotry and mixed-”race” perspective when few other filmmakers would. It’s an exceptional a police procedural, but under the masses’ radars.  Before then, and at least as potently and pointedly, he confronted those topics in 1957′s “12 Angry Men.”  It was shown most bluntly when Ed Begley’s character spoke with zeal about “those people.”  Mr. Gregg said that, “in terms of his ability to convey internal tension and really bring about solidly great performances from his talent.”

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“Winter in Wartime” grabs you as a coming-of-age drama

Coming-of-age movies are common enough that, if you throw a rock at one, you could knock down a bunch at once.  And those good ones that take place during a decisive wartime you can count on a hand.  “Winter in Wartime” (“Oorlogswinter” in Danish) is an intense 2008 drama, from the Netherlands, set in the 1940s from director Martin Koolhoven and Sony Classics.

This shows at the Edina Cinema for a week starting on April 8th.

Michiel rushes to help his father (courtesy Sony Classics)

This poignant drama of a boy’s awakening in wartime opens with 14-year-old Michiel, (Martijn Lakemeier), the mayor’s son, playing with his friend as they scavenge from a just crashed fighter plane in the woods.  Director Koohoven uses a hand-held camera and whimsical music that emphasizes these boys’ carefree life.  That sets the tone for just how much this young man will have to grow up.  Neither Michiel nor his seemingly meek dad knows yet, but he has some pivotal growth and daunting questions before him.

What’s more?  He finds betrayal far closer to home than anyone should.  He’s deeply disappointed by his seemingly meek dad, and uses his uncle, Ben, as his role model.

Young man, Michiel, needs his dad (courtesy Sony Classics)

Michiel wants a project, and a sense of purpose beyond family.  He finds that in Jack, a young Royal Air Force pilot, hiding from the Nazi’s who’ve occupied Denmark.  While it’s a simple act to ferry food to a soldier hiding behind occupied lines, the adventure and sense of purpose help Michiel to feel useful, and beyond his years.  Michiel makes plans for Jack’s escape.  Here Michiel learns to embrace his independence & budding manhood.

But when surprising obstacles come, the stakes rise.  The chances grow perilous and Michiel’s lessons grow harsher, beyond what he could be expected to handle.

And then drama hits his family: his harshest lesson comes when his dad is taken by the Nazis.  He had glad-handed and placated the Nazi’s, presumably to protect his family.  With his dad out of the picture, he relies on uncle Ben even more as a surrogate.  But that brings a crucial and cruel twist for Michiel.

When you feel this movie’s power, you might try to think back to the last movie like this, which affected you as much as this one.  There are very few coming-of-age in wartime movies – timeless ones anyway.  1987′s “Empire of the Sun” comes to mind, and maybe 1990′s “Europa, Europa,” as you scratch your head.  “Summer of ’42,” from 1971, is the most spot-on comparison.

A curious, carefree young man (courtesy Sony Classics)

In “Summer of ’42,” another 14-year-old boy, an American, deals with the mysteries and angst of lust and love, with sexual awakening and self-discovery being the point here.  Michiel’s is just as vital a story, about his sense of identity, political and social questions, and those of what makes a man, a strong man are in play here.

Questions of what it is to be a man – harshness and softness – have abounded for centuries and been answered in as many ways.  “Summer of ’42″ and “Winter in Wartime” each take a good, smart look at both ends of the extremes of manly conduct.

As with many films, this one’s pulse begins to pound as the end approaches.  You never know what twists the final act will bring.  A soul-rattling introduction to betrayal.

Without a number score: See it, ideally at a theater.

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