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Stream It Or Skip It: ‘Drive-Away Dolls’ on Peacock, Ethan Coen's unquenchably horny lesbian road movie

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Stream It Or Skip It: ‘Drive-Away Dolls’ on Peacock, Ethan Coen's unquenchably horny lesbian road movie

Dunno about you, but if I’m going to watch a throwaway lark, I’d rather it be by one of the Coen brothers than anyone else. Cue Drive-Away Dolls, a solo outing directed by Ethan Coen, co-writing with his wife Tricia Cooke. You may recall, Joel Coen helmed 2022’s The Tragedy of MacBeth, and although the sibling duo who helmed all-timers like The Big Lebowski and Raising Arizona, and an all-timer among all-timers, Fargo, they haven’t really “broken up”; they may work together again, but Ethan and Tricia are already filming the follow-up to Drive-Away, both films being part of their planned “lesbian B-movie trilogy.” Both star Margaret Qualley, who here teams with Geraldine Viswanathan for some road-movie silliness that feels really slapped together, and might just be all the better for it.

The Gist: We open on a nervous man played by Pedro Pascal, the first of a few high-profile cameos that I WON’T GIVE AWAY, SO DON’T CALL THE SPOILER COPS ON ME. He has something in a suitcase that scary men want, and by “scary men” I mean “eccentric weirdos,” since this is a Coen movie, and their movies are always bursting at the seams with those types. Cut to the bedroom of Jamie (Qualley) and Sukie (Beanie Feldstein), who are really going at it. Hard! Like, with lots of screaming and aggressive face-sitting. To call Jamie a horndog is to offhandedly remark that the totality of outer space is pretty big. She’s just unquenchable. Always fire-hot and ready to zoooooooooom. It’s 1999 in Philadelphia, and I don’t know what that really has to do with anything, but you feel like Jamie is still hopping on top of anything that moves here 25 years later. Good for her. She lives life until everything falls apart and she keeps on humping away atop the ash and ruins. 

Jamie’s good friends with Marian (Viswanathan), and ends up crashing on her couch after Jamie and Sukie have a falling-out. Now, where Jamie lets it all hang out – a big reason why Sukie socked her one and gave her the boot – Marian keeps it all in, nice and tight. Very buttoned-up, she is. And that dynamic is perfect for what now? A road trip, bro! Marian’s aunt lives in Tallahassee, so they get a “drive-away” car-delivery gig, which is a loosey-goosey plot device that allows them to unassumingly drive the wrong car cross-country with the aforementioned Pascal Suitcase hidden in the trunk. More on that in a second, because Marian’s plan is to just drive straight down but they end up doing Jamie’s plan, which is to hit a bunch of lesbian dives along the way so Jamie can get laid for the zillionth time and Marian can (hopefully) get laid for the first time in a long time. Marian is reluctant to enjoy anything ever, but Jamie’s persuasive. “This is going to be F-U-N-N fun!” Jamie says, and then they hop in the Dodge and R-U-N-N-O-F-T.

Of course the guys who hid the briefcase – guys led by a chap played by Colman Domingo – want their briefcase back. Off go two thugs (CJ Wilson and Joey Slotnick) bickering and bickering as they trail our protag ladies, who aren’t getting along very well because Marian would rather read Henry James in a fleabag motel than host random ladies for ladysex like Jamie does. Meanwhile, we get some weird psychedelic interludes featuring [REDACTED], and they make sense eventually I think, so just go with it. Some nutty shit happens, stakes are raised, filmmaker indulgences are indulged, we wonder what the hell is the case, and are we laughing all the way? Yeah, pretty much.

'Drive-Away Dolls'
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What Movies Will It Remind You Of?: There are moments when Drive-Away Dolls drafts on past Coen goofiness – especially Lebowski and Raising Arizona – and an argument could be made that it’s an entire movie inspired by the dildo-chair scene in Burn After Reading

Performance Worth Watching: I like Qualley’s loony energy here, but without Viswanathan as her character foil, the film wouldn’t have a little bit of soul to counterbalance the silliness, and the violence, and the sex.  

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Memorable Dialogue: Jamie’s treatise on romantic love, via Marian’s inability to find it yet: “I’m not certain, honey darlin’, that you have ever reached deep inside any orifice to scoop out your soul and fling it shamelessly at a fellow human being and humiliate yourself and grovel and weep and feel your ego completely disintegrate, otherwise known as the glory of love.”

Sex and Skin: Tons of it! This is a significantly raunchy film! Rejoice!

Drive-Away Dolls
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Our Take: Nobody in their right mind is going to mistake this ramshackle-ass movie for anything more than a frequently amusing trifle and a celebration of absurdity, in fiction and maybe almost but not necessarily in real life. Drive-Away Dolls is evidence that Ethan may have been the fuel for the Coens’ purest and zaniest comedies, which stretch reality into weird and wonderful nonconformist shapes. The people within the world of Drive-Away are larger than life, speaking in an elevated manner, making each other scream in pain and/or ecstasy (or wherever the twain shall meet) and chasing the silliest MacGuffin on record. You might be able to guess what it is, but that doesn’t make it any less ridiculous.

There’s no point to the movie other than to make us laugh, and if it doesn’t land every joke, it lands enough of them to quell any criticisms you killjoys out there might drum up. Maybe there could be a little more dramatic oomph to our leads, but Qualley and Viswanathan play off their character types in a warm and endearing manner while finding some wiggle room for development, and firmly hitting their comedic marks. Sure, there’s some vague politics beneath the rickety floorboards here, because the film is very incredibly unapologetically gay, and that’s political of course, for reasons that seem super extra stupid in the context of this movie. Are the dog-humping gags, jokes about juke joints and the line “These penises are trouble, Jamie” also political? Maybe, only if you decontextualize them, but I’ve already had enough of this attempt to plumb Serious Thoughts from a near-freeform romp. I just want to laugh, so I’ll probably just watch Drive-Away Dolls again.

Our Call: Yes, the Coens are still loons, and not loving them for it is not an option. STREAM IT.

John Serba is a freelance writer and film critic based in Grand Rapids, Michigan.

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Short Film Review: Abridged (2019) by Gaurav Puri

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Short Film Review: Abridged (2019) by Gaurav Puri

“No admissions in schools without money”

Gaurav is an independent filmmaker, a graduate in Film Direction & Screenplay Writing from the prestigious Satyajit Ray Film & Television Institute, India. His films, fiction, documentary and experimental, have been screened at various national and international film festivals. He has been a producer/member of a film collective, Lightcube, acclaimed as one of the leading resources for research and presentation of image-forms. His interests lie in audio-visual forms that intersect various folk-indigenous and modern-technological rationalities of storytelling. “Abridged” won the Golden Royal Bengal Tiger for Best National Documentary.

The film begins with the images of a construction site, while a voice from the news talks about the partial collapse of Majerhat Bridge in South Kolkata, and the disaster the event caused. Images of various parts of the city intermingle with each other, some of them somewhat artistic some of them more documentary-like, as the director seems to catch daily life in the area from the very early morning. Newspaper distributing, people sleeping on the street under bridges, trains passing under bridges and passerby all become part of the narrative.

As the film description states, “In recent years, Kolkata has witnessed the collapse of bridges Majerhat being the most recent. Set in the context of rapid urbanization, the film, titled “Abridged” examines the lives of various bridges, both over and under–how lives are organized around the bridge as a public space”. As such, the focus of the movie is on exactly that, describing everyday life in the city, and particularly the part of it that takes place under bridges.

It is impressive to watch people having set up shops under the constructions for example, as a shoe salesman highlights quite eloquently, while a number of them, seem to actually live beneath them. Schoolgirls playing with a dog, a mother combing her children’s hair, a chicken jumping in front of a motorcycle, cars parking are just some of the things that happen under bridges, in a testament on how life can take place anywhere, particularly in such crowded places as Kolkata.

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The construction of bridges is also highlighted, through some very intriguing frames and close ups, with Puri and his cinematographer Sukhan Saar evidently being able to find beauty in the most surprising moments, not omitting however, to show that reality is also ugly, as the garbage and the corrosion of the constructions highlights. A man talking about how without money, people cannot even attend school adds a social comment in the narrative as does the aforementioned salesman who talks about how the government wants them to leave, but they have nowhere to go. In that same fashion, the signs on the street that state ‘buy less, built more” appear as rather ironic, also in a testament to the meaningful editing here by Pritam Mandal.

A song heard in the background as the night falls once more, while the bridge builders keep working, a couple of voyeuristic scenes, a child looking at the camera, a man setting up his “bed”, a woman who sheds light on the reasons people end up living under bridges, and a man with his goat herd passing the street, conclude the movie.

Gaurav Puri follows an observational approach, in a documentary though, that is exceptionally shot, with the documentation of reality moving hand to hand with visual beauty. This combination, and the presentation of a life that is very seldom depicted on cinema deems “Abridged” as an exquisite film, a testament to the prowess of all people involved in it.

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We Grown Now (2023) – Movie Review

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We Grown Now, 2023.

Written and Directed by Minhal Baig.
Starring Blake Cameron James, Gian Knight Ramirez, S. Epatha Merkerson, Lil Rel Howery, Jurnee Smollett, Ora Jones, Giovani Chambers, and Avery Holliday.

SYNOPSIS:

Two young boys, best friends Malik and Eric, discover the joys and hardships of growing up in the sprawling Cabrini-Green public housing complex in 1992 Chicago.

Writer/director Minhal Baig’s We Grown Now is a moving tale of a tested childhood friendship during the ups and downs of Cabrini-Green life. Minhal Baig has pulled together various stories of what it is like to grow up and live in the Chicago housing complex, setting the story here in 1992, mostly focused on Malik (Blake Cameron James), who believes that there are no rules here and that the only thing that matters is seeing how high you can jump.

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This is, obviously, a film with sincere affection for a specific place in time, but also not one that lets periods spent allowing viewers to observe the housing complex hallways and homes (whether it be from the boys here dragging mattresses down multiple floors or stairs since the elevator is busted, or gentle camera movements taking us from one floor, above to the next) to get in the way of drawing these characters and telling an authentically engaging story about the trials and tribulations of raising a family in Cabrini Green, ensuring that the children are safe, and of course, the joys of living there as an innocent child assuming that just because one young boy has been shot and murdered, they will be safe.

Malik and his best friend Eric (Gian Knight Ramirez) play outside, discuss what they want from the future, and also debate about Chicago-specific arguments, such as whether Michael Jordan needed Scottie Pippen or not to lead the Chicago Bulls to NBA championships. The film was wise enough not to overly romanticize life here, which was increasingly weighed down upon by oppressive local law enforcement insisting that due to the recent shootings, everyone (including the children) requires a keycard to enter their homes. Cinematographer Pat Scola is also fittingly instructed not to photograph these policemen’s faces during some scenes, keeping the vantage point from the low perspective of the children and often sticking with their reactions.

Meanwhile, Malik’s mother, Dolores (a winning performance from Jurnee Smollett), is a woman uncertain of how to continue making ends meet while putting up with the unfortunate failings of the housing complex. She is a family woman close to her mother (S. Epatha Merkerson) and isn’t so much still grieving the loss of her father but still paying tribute to him at dinner as a means to instill the importance of family onto Malik. On the same floor, Eric struggles with his education as his single father, Jason (a delightful dramatic turn from the reliably hysterical Lil Rel Howery), does his best to tutor the boy while managing the funds for his older daughter’s upcoming high school graduation.

Once it becomes clear that one of these families is contemplating making a drastic change to their lives, a rift emerges in the friendship between Malik and Eric, which is believably heartbreaking but threatens to become overwritten in the film’s third act. Thankfully, the script pulls away from that and returns to the initial theme of jumping and what it means to soar. Similarly, We Grown Now is a sweet and charming tale of friendship set inside a specific setting, with that combination of romanticism and honesty allowing it to fly.

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

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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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La Chimera (2023) – Movie Review

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La Chimera (2023) – Movie Review

La Chimera, 2023.

Directed by Alice Rohrwacher.
Starring Josh O’Connor, Carol Duarte, Vincenzo Nemolato, and Isabella Rossellini.

SYNOPSIS:

Everyone has their own Chimera, something they try to achieve but never manage to find. For the band of tombaroli, thieves of ancient grave goods and archaeological wonders, the Chimera means redemption from work and the dream of easy wealth. For Arthur, the Chimera looks like the woman he lost, Beniamina. To find her, Arthur challenges the invisible, searches everywhere, goes inside the earth – in search of the door to the afterlife of which myths speak. In an adventurous journey between the living and the dead, between forests and cities, between celebrations and solitudes, the intertwined destinies of these characters unfold, all in search of the Chimera.

Italian Director Alice Rohrwacher has built an acclaimed career around films that mix reality and fantasy to perfection. Her latest film La Chimera continues this trend, depicting a lovelorn Englishman Arthur (Josh O’Connor) in 1980s Italy working with a gang to steal historical artefacts from local graves and selling them through a mystery bidder. While it may seem an odd premise, it is never less than captivating for its 2hr 10-minute runtime, balancing a world of ideas, mysterious, beguiling and distinct.

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Italy here is a far cry from some of the more glamorous depictions of major Hollywood movies, this is an idyllic, rural community with a sense of poverty, perhaps at odds with the value of Arthur and Co’s finds. It is a clever juxtaposition between both the recent past and ancient history and playing with our sense of history and memory.

O’Connor gives a transformative performance speaking almost entirely in Italian and imbuing Arthur with a sense of internal turmoil that we slowly unpack, what is he running from and why does he seem so lost? We find out his love Beniamina is dead and Arthur is still processing her loss, after spending some time in prison. He gives off a cool air, chainsmoking with a white suit, which has been compared to Elliot Gould in Robert Altman’s The Long Goodbye. The supporting Italian cast ably supports O’Connor with Isabella Rossellini featuring in a small but vital role as Flora, whom Arthur resides with, a mentor figure for him.

What is perhaps La Chimera’s greatest achievement is balancing its contemplative emotional beats with a commentary on the nature of history and antiquities Rohrwacher perhaps acknowledges how many museum items are stolen. There is a spiritual feel to things that adds a fantastical layer as Arthur seeks a way to reconnect with his lost love, this also makes us question what we are seeing, is everything playing out how we think, is there something else at play? It’s these questions and layers that make this such a unique and mystifying film.

Never quite going where we might expect with hidden meaning lurking behind every corner, it is easy to fall under La Chimera’s spell. It feels like a film from years gone by in the best way possible, showing a side of Italy so rarely captured in mainstream film. It is at times both a critique of the world of archaeology and a deep, meaningful glance at how losses linger, the bizarre marriage of the two miraculously in sync.

Josh O’Connor, who is of course on a hot streak with Challengers, is magnificent giving off a cool exterior while anguishing on the inside, losing himself in this dangerous yet exhilarating world. This further cements Alice Rohrwacher as a filmmaker of the highest order a singular talent.

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

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