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‘Lynch/Oz’ Review: Alexandre O. Philippe’s Latest Dive Down the Rabbit Hole of Film Obsession

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The documentarian Alexandre O. Philippe, who was born in Switzerland and relies in Denver, has carved out a neat area of interest for himself. He makes films about films — that’s, films about our obsession with films. He shares the obsession, and as a filmmaker that enables him to overlap the position of superfan, critic, and historian in a means that’s sweet for a sure breed of movie freak. In “Doc of the Useless,” Philippe made a grounded however heady exploration of “Evening of the Residing Useless” and what the rise of the zombie film within the late ’60s was all about. In “78/52: Hitchcock’s Bathe Scene” (his finest movie), he penetrated the metaphysics of “Psycho,” beginning with the bathe scene however extending to your complete movie, taking a film that’s well-known for its worry and exhibiting you the way its true pleasure and mystique lies within the intricacy with which we watch it. “Reminiscence: The Origins of Alien” tried, and principally succeeded, in deconstructing the shock and awe of the “Alien” chest-bursting scene. And “Leap of Religion: William Friedkin on The Exorcist” featured the fabled director explaining how he created the legendary demon thriller.

Philippe’s movies are such distinctive and elevated expressions of cinemania that it took me some time to appreciate that he had principally made a quartet of documentaries concerning the 4 key horror landmarks of the final 65 years. Can “The Chain Noticed Expertise” be far behind? However whether or not or not he continues to mine the consciousness of horror, Philippe has now taken a detour down a particular rabbit gap.

“Lynch/Oz,” which premiered on the Tribeca Competition, is his newest movie-as-meditation, and this one isn’t only a piece of movie love in documentary type. The very premise of the film — it makes an attempt to coax out the subterranean connections between the work of David Lynch and “The Wizard of Oz” — is a lofty and fairly summary essential notion: an argument within the type of an instinct. Perhaps that’s why that is the primary of Philippe’s documentaries that feels a contact educational. Prior to now, the insights that percolate by way of his films have been drawn from the voices of critics, administrators, actors, and different film-world luminaries who’re solely too glad to tackle the position of sure-I’ll-be-a-pundit-for-a-day. However Philippe himself has achieved the shaping. He’s the invisible critic, the one off-camera.

In “Lynch/Oz,” Philippe basically provides the film over to the seven writers and (principally) filmmakers he has chosen to discover the interface between Lynch’s disarmingly concrete dream logic and the fairy-tale backlot kitsch surrealism of “The Wizard of Oz.” Every of the essayists delivers, in voice-over (we by no means see their faces), a 15-to-20-minute digressive rumination on the topic at hand: what they love and reply to in “The Wizard of Oz,” what they love and reply to in Lynch, and the locations the place the 2 intersect. Philippe illustrates their insights with countless rolling montages of film clips, and naturally by pinpointing the important thing visible examples of Lynch/”Oz” connection.

There are motifs just like the ruby slippers, echoed in Lynch’s use of ruby high-heeled sneakers, or thick billowy curtains, just like the curtains that open “Blue Velvet” and body “Twin Peaks” (and have descended, on some stage, from the “man behind the scenes” in “Oz”), or the title of Dorothy Valens in “Blue Velvet.” Alongside the best way, there are clips supplied up virtually as items of proof, like a battered nonetheless from “The Wizard of Oz” glimpsed on the wall of Lynch’s portray studio within the documentary “David Lynch: The Artwork Life,” or Lynch enjoying a skewed “Over the Rainbow” on the trumpet. (He’s been unabashed in speaking about how vital “The Wizard of Oz” is to him.)

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And there are broader motifs, just like the unfolding worlds inside worlds, or the best way the evil characters in Lynch’s films appear to loom over his movies, even once they’re not onscreen, simply because the Depraved Witch of the West or the skull-headed smoky-pipe-organ projection of the Nice and Highly effective Ozloomed over Oz. And there’s the primal innocence that binds the nightmare components of each Lynch and “The Wizard of Oz.” If “The Wizard of Oz” is one in every of your favourite films (in my case, sure), and if Lynch is one in every of your favourite filmmakers (within the case of sure movies, sure), then watching “Lynch/Oz” is like seeing two outdated cinematic pals sitting round speaking to one another.

Within the documentary, the primary essayist we hear is Amy Nicholson, who (full disclosure) is a Selection colleague and a pal, however let me simply say: If you wish to hear how movie criticism may be poetry, hearken to Nicholson’s lyrical evocation of “The Wizard of Oz” and the trippy place it got here to occupy within the collective unconscious of a number of generations. There’s a spectral magnificence to her evocation of the sound of wind that opens “The Wizard of Oz” (we’re really listening to human voices) and the way that’s echoed within the cosmic wind that blew by way of early Lynch movies like “Eraserhead.”

A bit later, there’s a bit that includes John Waters, and this maestro of kitsch — and of excellent and evil — is humorous and trenchant discussing how “The Wizard of Oz” is “like a drug to youngsters, to get them hooked on films for the remainder of their younger lives.” However you might already be selecting up on an unintentional development right here: “Lynch/Oz” is a whole lot of extra compelling when it’s speaking about “The Wizard of Oz” than when it’s speaking about David Lynch. In a humorous means, the film by no means completely convinces you of its central thesis: that Lynch and “The Wizard of Oz” are long-lost cinematic relations, interfacing throughout the cosmos.

As offered right here, the hyperlinks between the 2 are each vivid and inchoate; concrete and fuzzy; actual and imagined. What’s extra (and right here’s a pet peeve), for example each level with movie clips, the documentary treats all of Lynch’s film as roughly equal. Look, right here’s an Ozian motif in “Misplaced Freeway”! In “Twin Peaks: Hearth Stroll with Me”! Look, right here’s Glinda the Good Witch, and different Ozallusions, in “Wild at Coronary heart”! Sure, however there’s a distinction between deliberate allusions (banal) and half-conscious echoes (extra resonant), and I’m sorry however “Wild at Coronary heart” is just not a very good film.

The filmmaker Karyn Kusama comes on and makes telling factors — concerning the overlapping dream worlds of “Mullholland Drive,” and the truth that so many Lynch heroes are detectives, and that Dorothy Gale is a sort of detective. She wonders if “Oz” “gave him permission to assume so large, so wildly and so off the map.” And her level about Lynch and lip-syncing is fascinating. She appears to assume that he skilled Judy Garland’s haystack rendition of “Over the Rainbow” as lip-syncing, an perception that’s both sensible or much more postmodern than David Lynch deserves. 

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Watching “Lynch/Oz,” you retain listening to phrases like “doppelgänger” and “avatar” in addition to feedback like, “Each film is a transportive occasion, a cyclone carrying us to a different realm.” A line like that doesn’t essentially put you to sleep like poppies, but it does make you wish to say: Okay, you’ve simply made the case for the way each film is a bit of like “The Wizard of Oz.”

“The Wizard of Oz” was, after all, a fairy story, a musical, a thriller, a comedy, a horror movie, a science-fiction parable of touring to a different world — and, in being all these issues, maybe it was a sort of Ur-source of Lynch’s distinctive fusion of tones. However actually, it influenced so many issues. My very own tackle what provides “The Wizard of Oz” its distinctive taste isn’t even talked about: that the film, so many a long time forward of its time, was a sort of dada Hollywood daydream of matriarchy, with all the facility within the palms of ladies, and the one God-like man — the Wizard — turning out to be an entire phantasm. “The Wizard of Oz” was a fantasy extra actual than actuality. “Lynch/Oz” is bursting with concepts about it, and about the way it colonized the consciousness of David Lynch, however the film is simply too pie-in-the-sky to fairly make it over the rainbow.

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The Smile Man review: Sarath Kumar's film fails to realise its full potential

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A serial killer on the loose. The killer has a pattern – he/she brutally maims the target, leaving them with a gory smiling face. Enter a high-ranking police officer diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, who has only one year before his memory fades forever. Now, this is a story that has the potential to be developed into a high-octane thriller with twists and turns. But, does Sarath Kumar’s 150th film, The Smile Man, live up to expectations? Let’s find out!

Chidambaram Nedumaran (Sarath Kumar), a CBCID officer, is recuperating from an injury. To make matters worse, he’s been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and has just one year left to preserve his memories. Before his injury, he was involved in the investigation of The Smile Man case. While he is trying to adapt to his new lifestyle with memory loss, a series of similar killings take place, forcing Chidambaram to reopen the case.

This time, however, Chidambaram must battle his declining health while investigating the case to unmask the killer. Why was the Smile Man case closed before his injury? Is there anything more than what meets the eye? Who is the killer, and what is their motive?

Director duo Syam and Praveen’s The Smile Man has a solid story at its core, though it might remind you of thrillers, Ratsasan and Por Thozhil. A serial killer story has a predictable template, but a film can stand out from the crowd because of the way the story and screenplay are treated. That way, The Smile Man is an illogical thriller that reeks of amateur making. The killer leaves a smiling scarred face on the victims and the pattern should ideally shock the audience. But, the poor prosthetic makeup hardly makes it look menacing.

Here’s the trailer:

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The portrayal of journalists in The Smile Man is poor, anf the dialogue is one of the film’s biggest drawbacks. For example, the CBCID officer casually throws around words like ‘copycat killer’ without any solid basis. The reasons given are so futile that it forces you to not take the characters seriously.

The killer’s face is hidden for half of the film, and when it is eventually revealed, it fails to deliver any excitement. Similarly, the killer’s motive and his backstory are told and not shown. The justification hardly makes sense and one could spot a lot of logical loopholes.

TThe film’s music tries to evoke emotions but falls flat. Before each murder, a growl indicates what’s coming, and before the killer strikes, the music warns you. This removes the element of surprise, which is crucial to a good thriller.

Sarath Kumar is the only actor who gives his all in an attempt to salvage this poorly executed story. The rest of the performances, except for those by George Maryan and Kalaiyarasan, make little impact.

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The Smile Man is a lost opportunity considering the potential it showed. If only the screenplay had been handled better, the film could have had a much stronger impact.

2 out of 5 stars for The Smile Man.

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Dec 27, 2024

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Movie Review: “Mufasa,” everything we didn’t need to know about “The Lion King”

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Movie Review: “Mufasa,” everything we didn’t need to know about “The Lion King”

The CGI animated savannahs, rivers and rock formations of Africa are photo-real, and the animals populating it have never been more realistically rendered than they are in “Mufasa: The Lion King.”

Disney felt the need to have the lions, warthog and meercat’s lips move when they sing, which is saying something.

But let’s keep this review short and not-exactly-sweet, unlike this boardroom-ordered prequel to one of Disney’s most popular intellectual properties. “Mufasa: The Lion King” never makes the case that it’s a story that needed to be told or a movie that needed to be made.

It’s about how Mufasa got separated from his birth-parents’ pride of lions, and joined another, becoming “brothers” with the lion cub who “saved” him, but who will come to be called “Scar.”

So the object of this prequel is to show how Mufasa became Lion King and how Scar got his scar and became the bitter rival in their pride.

The “story” is framed as a “story” Rafiki the ape (John Sani) tells Simba’s cub, and that cub’s protectors/babysitters, Timon (Billy Eichner) and Pumbaa (Seth Rogen).

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The tale is of another coming-of-age quest, with two young-lions on their own this time, paired-up, depending on each other, on the run from a pride of albino lions led by the killer Kiros (Mads Mikkelsen).

There are new songs of a far more forgettable nature than those from the animated classic “The Lion King.”

“The circle is broken,” he growls, and we believe him.

There are harrowing moments of drama in their quest, but there’s precious little humor to the movie, all of it provided by the same duo who have always been the comic relief, Timon and Pumbaa.

“We’ve been singing ‘Hakuna Matata’ since forever!”

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“Who hasn’t?

The messaging, about taking in “strays,” and that “To be lost is to learn the way,” is weak tea.

Story failings aside, it’s not a bad movie. But “Mufasa” never lets us forget the limited-entertainment-value of the entire undertaking. Oscar winner Barry Jenkins (“Moonlight”) was hired to direct, but aside from a few voice casting decisions (Keith David, Anika Noni Rose, with Aaron Pierre and Kelvin Harrison, Jr. as Mufasa and Taka/Scar), he brings nothing to this that makes a difference.

Disney’s tech/animators telling their bosses that “Yes, we can make it look like a movie with real singing lions and bathing hippos on the veldt without using real animals or shooting on location” is no justification for showcasing that technology.

Story matters, and this one didn’t need to be told.

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Rating: PG, some violence

Cast: The voices of Aaron Pierre, Kelvin Harrison, Jr., Tiffany Boone, John Kani, Mads Mikkelsen, Thandiwe Newton, Keith David, Billy Eichner and Seth Rogen.

Credits: Directed by Barry Jenkins, scripted by Jeff Nathanson, based on characters from Disney’s “The Lion King.” A Walt Disney release.

Running time: 1:58

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Better Man (2024) – Movie Review

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Better Man, 2024.

Directed by Michael Gracey.
Starring Robbie Williams, Jonno Davies, Steve Pemberton, Damon Herriman, Raechelle Banno, Alison Steadman, Kate Mulvany, Frazer Hadfield, Tom Budge, Anthony Hayes, Jake Simmance, Jesse Hyde, Liam Head, Chase Vollenweider, Rose Flanagan, Jack Sherran, Karina Banno, Asmara Feik, Leo Harvey-Elledge, Elyssia Koulouris, Frazer Hadfield, Chris Gun, Ben Hall, Kaela Daffara, and Chase Vollenweider.

SYNOPSIS:

Follow Robbie Williams’ journey from childhood, to being the youngest member of chart-topping boyband Take That, through to his unparalleled achievements as a record-breaking solo artist – all the while confronting the challenges that stratospheric fame and success can bring.

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During a conversation exploring the possibility of a biopic, British popstar Robbie Williams told well-regarded musical director Michael Gracey that he saw himself as a monkey performing for others. That became the window into telling the story of this singer/songwriter with Better Man, a film that, as the title implies, also shows that Robbie Williams is self-aware of his flaws, mistakes, and shortcomings without being afraid to put them front and center. Yes, rather than go through the arduous casting process, Michael Gracey ran with that comment literally, making the creative choice to have the pop star played by a CGI monkey (voiced by Jonno Davies, with Robbie Williams lending his vocals.)

It’s a smart move to roll a short clip of subject and filmmaker conversing before the film starts proper, not just because other parts of the world might not be familiar with Robbie Williamss music (consistently accidentally reading it as a biopic about musician Robin Williams if you’re anything like me), but also since this is such a bold concept for a biopic that it’s helpful to get an idea of what this man looks like and the personality he puts out there before it’s all monkey business.

Going one step further, this turns out to not fall into the trappings of a flailing gimmick but ties into themes of pressures of the music industry, fame causing stunted behavior, family drama, and an unflinching portrayal of self that doesn’t smooth over any rough edges. Better Man is an invigorating biopic; a shot of adrenaline to the most overplayed, clichéd genre. After this, no one should be allowed to make biopics (at least ones about musicians) unless they have an equally creative angle or some compelling X factor behind it. Simply put, this film puts most recent offerings from the genre to shame, especially the ones that get trotted out at the end of every year as familiar awards bait.

Even though the life trajectory and story beats aren’t anything new to anyone who has ever seen a biopic about a musician before, it gets to be told with boundless imagination, typically coming from several dazzling musical sequences. Not only are they dynamic in presentation (whether it be jubilantly unfolding across the streets of London or something more melancholy regarding fatherly abandonment), but they are sometimes highwire concepts themselves; Better Man has one of the most thrilling, fantastically clever, visually stunning, and exciting takes on battling one’s demons.

The characters (including Robbie’s family, friends, lover, hell, and even Oasis) don’t interact or react to Robbie Williams as a monkey. It’s a visual treat for us (this film would fall apart without the astonishingly expressive technical wizardry from Weta, who already have proven themselves as outstanding in this field when it comes to the recent Planet of the Apes movies) but another personal, self-deprecating, honest interpretation of how Robbie saw himself during these life stages. Initially, this feels like it will end up as a missed opportunity for further creativity or humor. One of the more surprising elements here is that the filmmakers (with Michael Gracey co-writing alongside Oliver Cole and Simon Gleeson) are playing this material straight and not going for laughs. That confidence pays off, allowing a maximalist, melodramatic side to come out with sincere, absorbing emotional heft.

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That story follows a standard rise and fall structure, with Robbie Williams finding inspiration from his initially supportive singing father (Steve Pemberton), exhibiting a relatable drive to make his grandmother (Alison Steadman proud, getting his start in boy band Take That before his insecurities and worsening substance abuse and egocentric behavior gets him kicked out, stumbling into a rocky relationship with Nicole Appleton (Raechelle Banno), and then not only finding the courage to put some meaningful lyrics out into the world through a successful solo career but managing the anxieties that come with performing in front of humongous crowds while constantly struggling with drug addiction. 

Some of those aspects feel glossed over and aren’t as explored as they possibly could have been (the film is already 135 minutes, but some of it is given a broad strokes treatment), but it’s affecting anyway due to the creativity, artistry, musical numbers, and blunt honesty enhancing those character dynamics. Better Man is a biopic that starts with a confessional about being a narcissist and having a punchable face and ends up somewhere beautifully moving that perfectly captures the essence of that title. There is also a healthy dose of Frank Sinatra here, given that he was a major source of inspiration for Robbie Williams, so let’s say he and Michael Gracey did this biopic their way, and the result is something no one should want any other way.

Flickering Myth Rating – Film: ★ ★ ★ ★ / Movie: ★ ★ ★ ★

Robert Kojder is a member of the Chicago Film Critics Association and the Critics Choice Association. He is also the Flickering Myth Reviews Editor. Check here for new reviews, follow my Twitter or Letterboxd, or email me at MetalGearSolid719@gmail.com

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