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Uma Thurman in Nymphomaniac: Vol. 1, a Magnolia Pictures release. Photo courtesy of Magnolia Pictures. Photo credit: Christian Geisnaes |
Films are generally sent out for awards purposes and consideration for year-end lists, but I like to review as much as I can, so I’ll at least be offering capsule reviews for the time being. The first batch of goodies includes:
The Case Against 8
(USA, 109 min.)
Written and directed by Ben Cotner and Ryan White
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Photo courtesy of Hot Docs. |
Rating: ★★★★ (out of ★★★★★)
The Case Against 8 is now available on iTunes.
Death Metal Angola
(Angola/USA, 90 min.)
Dir. Jeremy Xido
The music of Death
Metal Angola is pretty great and is bound to pump up the doc crowd, but the
film itself isn’t as wild as the booming notes that pulse out of the
amplifiers. The film situates the rise of death metal in Angola amidst a
war-torn landscape, so viewers may appreciate how powerfully the songs speak to
the experiences of people who have survived such horrifying experiences. As the
film builds towards a massive concert celebrating the Angolan rock scene, it
portrays the electrifying music as a collective catharsis and an empowering cry
against further devastation. All of this is pretty self-evident in the music,
however, so there’s not much added to the subject beyond a presentation of song
and artist. Seek out the music, but maybe skip the film.
Rating: ★★½ (out of ★★★★★)
Nyphomaniac: Vol. 1
(Denmark/Germany/Belgium/UK/France, 117 min.)
Written and directed by Lars Von Trier
Starring: Charlotte Gainsbourg, Stellan Skarsgard, Stacy
Martin, Christian Slater, Shia LaBeouf, Uma Thurman.
Lars von Trier goes full porno in Nymphomaniac, yet this might be the unsexiest film ever made about
sex. Forget about love as Joe (Charlotte Gainsbourg) recounts her history as a
budding nymphomaniac to a random stranger named Seligman (Stellan Skarsgard)
after he finds her bruised and beaten on the street. She begins her story by regaling
Seligman with how she “discovered her cunt at age four,” so the Danish
provocateur instantly shows that nothing’s off limits as he once again thrusts
Gainsbourg into another fearless, pummelling role. Comparisons made in jest to
George Costanza’s favourite film Rochelle,
Rochelle seem inevitable as Joe tells of a kinky coming-of-age akin to
Rochelle strange, erotic journey from Milan to Minsk… there’s no singing in
this one, though, just pure un-erotic friction.
Nymphomaniac feels
less penetrating than it could be when one watches it halved in two as opposed
to the epic four-hour gang bang, but von
Trier cunningly makes the actual sex of the film a boring lull, something to
whet the appetite between the juicer bits of anticipation that rumble as Joe
recounts her story to Seligman who hangs on every word. Nymphomaniac has some of von Trier’s signature dark humour, though,
as these conversations between Joe and the stranger dance around fly fishing
metaphors and deconstruct masculinity with a digression on the effeminacy of
cake forks. (Shia LaBeouf likewise embodies the cake fork perfectly with his
totally flaccid performance.) Gainsbourg and Skarsgard are characteristically
strong, but Uma Thurman steals the entire film as the jilted wife of one of
Joe’s many sexual conquests. This wild performance of a woman unhinged is the
best kind of craziness one hopes to find in a Von Trier film as he makes Joe
come face to face with the cruel emotional attachment that’s long been absent
from the, as Mrs. H puts it, “whoring bed” of her sordid life.
Rating: ★★★ (out of ★★★★★)
Nymphomaniac: Vol. 1 is now available on home video from Magnolia
Pictures and Mongrel Media.
The Boxtrolls
(USA, 96 min.)
Dir. Graham Annable, Anthony Stacchi, Writ. Irena Brignull,
Adam Pava
Starring: Ben Kingsley, Jared Harris, Elle Fanning, Isaac
Hempstead Wright
Watching The Boxtrolls
between screener sessions of Nymphomaniac:
Vol. 1 and White Bird in a Blizzard
(review soon) is a peculiarly great experience. The wonderful escapism of this
stop-motion animation is pure magic. The
Boxtrolls has the childlike playfulness of most animated pics, but
everything from the tone, visuals, script, and quirky voice work is dark and
strange enough to make the film avoid feeling childish. Adults might actually
enjoy The Boxtrolls more than their
kids do, since the film has a subtlety of humour one rarely finds in animated
films and, thankfully, none of the dated pop culture reference. The
performances by the voice actors are mostly fun with Ben Kingsley’s snarling
turn as the evil Snatcher a particular hoot, although Elle Fanning’s a bit too
grating as the bratty Winnie.
The spectacular animation alone makes The Boxtrolls worth a watch, though, and probably a dark horse in
the feature animation race since it’s a breather in a sea of CGI yarns. Make
sure to stay for the whimsical end credits, which feature a great original song
by Eric Idle with music by Dario Marianelli (who offers another strong score) as
playful vignettes with the boxtrolls ensure a smile on your face walking out
the door.
Rating: ★★★½ (out of ★★★★★)
Rating: ★★★½ (out of ★★★★★)
The Boxtrolls is currently screening in Ottawa at the Rainbow.
Stay tuned for more notes from the screener pile as award
season continues including a rave for Sweden’s Oscar bid Force Majeure, which
screens at Ottawa’s EUFF on Friday.
Other gems that were received but reviewed previously
include The Theory of Everything and Life Itself, both of which I look
forward to seeing again!