Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Half Nelson

Contining on the introspective theme, last night I saw Half Nelson. I went to see this firstly because I'm a sucker for a teacher movie, secondly because Ryan Gosling got an Oscar nomination and thirdly I'd heard that despite those first two things, this remained a very subtle film.

And subtle it was. Ryan Gosling is Mr Dunne, a teacher at a predominantly black school, who happens to have a crack addiction. Tracey is his student who stumbles upon him blacked out in a locker room one night, and they subsequently form a (non-sexual) friendship. Once again, outside of this there isn't a whole lot I can say about the plot. Teacher has drug addiction, student has grown up before her time and accepts it and wants to be his friend. He gets a bit weirded out and turns away from her, she turns to drug dealing friend of the family for adult male guidance (she is the daughter of a single mother).

Ryan Gosling deserved his Oscar nomination for this, and being as it's well known that I don't agree with Forrest Whittaker winning, I seriously think Ryan should have won it for this subtle, textured performance. The girl who played Tracey (whose name I do not recall at this juncture) was also amazing, I hope we get the pleasure of seeing her more often, and in roles as substantial as this one.

This slow paced, introspective movie ends with a very poignant collision of circumstances involving Mr Dunne and Tracey. This moment isn't over explained, but the viewer is left with no doubt as to the conclusion that can/should be drawn. Half Nelson is hard work, but worth it.

8 out of 10.

Romulus, My Father

This is a new Australian movie, starring Eric Bana and a fantastic kid caclled Kodi Smit-Mcphee. Based on a true story, it traces a few years in the life of Raimond and his father Romulus, coping with life on the land, trying to get Rai an education, and the sporadic and poisoning presence of Rai's mother Christina.

There isn't much to say about the plot other than what the flyer says. It celebrates 'the unbreakable bond between father and son'. And it celebrates it in a very subtle and moving way. The characters have real flaws, and real problems. The solutions are often messy.

It is a very slow moving film, and probably could have benefitted from some selective editing for it to appeal to a broader audience. But as it is, the intergrity in the script remains intact, and as an exploration of one kind of relationship, I thoroughly enjoyed it.

8.5 out of 10.

Copying Beethoven

Allow me to divert a little from the lovefest that is my movie blog right now, to a movie i loathed with the intensity of a thousand burning desert suns.

Copying Beethoven.

One would think that this film had several things going for it. Ed Harris, Beethoven's 9th, Beethoven himself, the period in Germany, Germany itself etc etc. With a character like Beethoven to work with - a deaf composer for God's sake! - you'd think this film would be a meaty tribute to a fantastic composer. Not so.

From this minute this film started up, with German characters making no attempt at any accents other than American, I knew that I was going to tell Rosie who had free tickets, to spend her time watching something else. For some reason unbeknownst to me, the makers had decided that Beethoven's young, innane female copyist was more interesting than him. That her seeming power over a genius was going to please an audience, and that her simpering would come across as strong, yet feminine. Not so.

The performances themselves were terrible, but in the defence of the actors, they had nothing to work with. The dialogue was abysimal - cliche after cliche after cliche is offensive coming out of the mouth of any character, let alone the mouth of Ed Harris playing Beethoven. The costumes were laughably amateur, the staging was poor, and even Beethoven's deafness was inconsistent - he needed his copyist to beat for him to follow in the debut of the 9th, but could hear his own quartet being played at the end?

The one shining point of this movie was the music. But it was Beethoven, it would be a little difficult to stuff it up. Although come to think of it, during the 10 minutes or so when we were treated to the best bits of the 9th Symphony, we did have to watch the bloody copyist with her stilted performance, beating out the time to Ed Harris.

Ugh. Don't waste your braincells on this one.

3 out of 10.

The Science of Sleep

From the director of 'Eternal Sunshine...' comes this largely abstract piece, blurring the dreams and reality of a Spanish guy living in France, who apparently sometimes speaks English as well. The beginning of the film sees his dream life and his reality clearly distinct from each other, but as the film progresses, the two blur as he falls for the girl across the hall and invites her into his blurred reality.

The visuals were amazing - bright and abstract and very child like in some ways, but very adult in others. His dream world, according to the people i was with, was very much like their own (but nothing like mine, apparently my dreams are quite dull in comparison, although I have grown quite fond of them!) which I think allowed them to relate to this film a little more than I did. Additionally, i failed to find some of his *ahem* quirks endearing as we were asked to believe the girl across the hall did, which added to my detachment from the film.

However, adding the most to my detachment was the fact that I was absolutely exhausted and actually slept for at least a 3rd of this film, and probably wasn't paying as much attention as I could to the rest of it. I cry post migraine pain as my excuse but honestly, this film really did fail to get me in at the beginning as much as I thought it was going to. I was so convinced I would find this as charming and quirky as everyone else that I went along thinking it would keep me awake. Apparently not!! I was grumpy afterwards and even called this 'quirky for the sake of being quirky' in a very sour tone, which is unlike me - i usually love quirk! this being so uncharacteristic of me, I am prepared to give this a second viewing before I pass judgement with a rating!

At this stage it's a 6 - but I'm open to liking it more the second time.

History Boys

Here I am, back again! Never fear, I have been seeing movies but just not writing about them.

So, History Boys. About a bunch of 18ish year old boys, doing their final term at some middle class boys school in the UK, trying to get into Oxford or Cambridge. I went to see this with Rosie only for the purposes of a good laugh and a bit of an escape on a Saturday afternoon and I was pleasantly surprised. Turns out it was translated from stage to screen, so it had that extra little dimension that I like so much. Some reviews said this didn't translate well, and granted, there were aspects that didn't.

Not much surprising plot wise - there is a pretty boy, a gay boy, a couple of gay teachers and some miscellaenous other students - stupid joke, alternative dude etc etc. It's about their interactions were surprisingly human and I think a refreshing change from the way you usually see boys that age portrayed on screen. These guys were actually human, altho still obviously 18 year old boys.

I suppose the gay angle was a bit surprising, as was the way the issue of one of the teachers occasionally um, hitting on his students was handled, But it was all dealt with in a way that I found it strangely easy to accept, if not easy to believe. All topped off with some amusing performances (i saw 'amusing' not 'great' because some of them, especially the headmaster, were a bit 'stagey') and fitting music.

There is a bit of a coda at the end that seemed a little unnecessary, and I think this is where reviewers before me have taken exception. Totally forgiveable in my opinion though. This is a surprising, funny and sometimes genuinely emotional film.

7.5 out of 10