Germaine Franco attends the world premiere of “Encanto” at Hollywood’s El Capitan Theatre.
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Disney’s “Encanto” — a narrative concerning the Madrigals, a magical household combating to avoid wasting their equally enchanted house within the hills of Colombia — has bewitched viewers younger and previous. And whereas the animated movie’s “Dos Oruguitas” is nominated for authentic tune at Sunday’s Academy Awards, and the printed will function the first-ever dwell efficiency of the soundtrack’s shock No. 1 hit “We Don’t Discuss About Bruno,” there’s another person we must be speaking about this Oscars season: Germaine Franco, the award-winning Mexican American percussionist and composer of the spellbinding rating behind “Encanto.”
Upon the film’s November launch, Franco grew to become the primary lady ever to attain a Disney animated function movie. Shortly after, she grew to become the primary Latina to affix the music department of the Academy of Movement Image Arts and Sciences; then by February, she was nominated for authentic rating, the primary Latina and lady of coloration to be nominated within the class.
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“Latinos gotta symbolize once we can!” says Franco, beaming from inside her studio in Los Angeles. Earlier than “Encanto,” she wrote songs for the beloved 2017 movie “Coco” — “Who wouldn’t do a narrative a couple of Mexican musician making an attempt to make it?” she asks — and assisted English composer John Powell in scoring options similar to “Completely happy Ft,” “Bolt” and “Kung Fu Panda,” with Hans Zimmer.
Franco is already a embellished composer: She obtained the distinguished Shirley Walker Award on the 2018 ASCAP Awards, which honors these “whose achievements have contributed to the variety of movie and tv music.” This explicit honor involves thoughts as we talk about this 12 months’s Oscars, the place she would be the lone lady contending with a murderers’ row of previous Oscar nominees, together with “Dune” composer Zimmer, who beforehand received for authentic rating for 1994’s “The Lion King,” and Radiohead guitarist and composer Jonny Greenwood, who’s at present within the operating for “The Energy of the Canine.”
“I consider within the music, and I consider in myself,” says Franco. “However many individuals have helped me alongside the way in which. Many individuals needed this movie to occur.”
As intimidating because the competitors could also be, the enduring attraction of the music behind “Encanto” might work in Franco’s favor. The soundtrack, that includes eight songs written by Lin-Manuel Miranda, charted on the prime of the Billboard 200 for 9 weeks.
“When Lin-Manuel calls you up, you go for it,” says Franco, who was recruited by Miranda following her work on “Coco.”
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“Lin creates stunning worlds in his songs, and since I got here later, I needed to do my finest to remain on the earth that he began with,” she provides. “There was a synthesis, an interconnectedness that opened up our artistic imaginative and prescient.”
Germaine Franco on the scoring session for “Encanto.”
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Franco was born in Oxnard and raised in El Paso, Texas. Her household, who migrated north from Chihuahua and Durango after the Mexican Revolution, settled in El Paso and Ciudad Juárez, which sit on reverse sides of the U.S.-Mexico border. Franco fondly remembers passing mariachis and different avenue musicians within the plazas as she and her household crossed the border to hang around with household after church on Sundays. “Again then, it was similar to going to Van Nuys,” she says with a chuckle.
The regional Mexican ballads her grandfather liked, in tandem with the modern American sounds of Steely Dan, Stevie Marvel and Herb Alpert, formed the idea of Franco’s lifelong ardour for music. By the fifth grade, she turned her enthusiasm for banging on pots and pans right into a devoted course of examine, taking classes in piano and percussion — the latter of which she carried out with the El Paso Symphony Youth Orchestra.
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“Folks tried to make me play violin or flute as a result of that’s what women play,” recounts Franco. “And I stated, ‘No! I’m enjoying the drums!’”
After graduating on the age of 16, Franco adopted her brother, the multimedia artist Michael Petry, to Rice College in Houston. Whereas incomes each a B.A. and M.A. from the Shepherd Faculty of Music, she labored within the pit orchestra on the native theater and performed energetic school events with a Latin jazz band.
“Folks went nuts,” she says, flashing a black-and-white picture from her teenage years by which she’s rocking out blithely with a marimba band in Mexico. “I seen that they responded extra to the Latin stuff than the straight jazz.”
Upon ending her research, Franco grew to become knowledgeable orchestra participant in Europe: first within the Spoleto Pageant Orchestra in Italy, then in Berlin’s world orchestra. Nonetheless, she discovered herself craving to delve into the sounds of Latin America.
“I used to be residing a double life,” she says. “In the course of the day, I performed classical music with a gaggle that spoke 40 totally different languages. Then at night time, I jammed with the salsa bands … I needed to play music that felt extra free.”
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“Germaine is Mexican, however she’s like a musical sponge — she absorbs each little factor she hears, sees and touches as data,” says Cuban percussionist Luis Conte. He had simply recorded with Madonna on her album “Like a Prayer” when Franco first noticed him at a convention in Los Angeles. She cold-called him, searching for an apprenticeship. Conte took Franco beneath his wing whereas recording his 1989 album, “Black Forest” — and greater than 30 years later, she returned the favor by enlisting him to affix the percussion ensemble that gave “Encanto” its tropical verve.
“She is uncommon,” Conte tells The Instances. “Quite a lot of composers don’t normally come out and play with the bands, however Germaine got here out, picked up a xylophone and jammed with us.”
After scoring a number of impartial movies and dealing as a music director for the Los Angeles Theatre Middle, Franco adopted one other essential mentor, this time within the film business: an previous colleague of her brother’s named John Powell. As his assistant, she helped him rating and orchestrate 35 function movies over the course of 11 years, beginning with 2003’s “The Italian Job” — however alongside the way in which, she found a particular affinity for the dynamism of animated options. “I’ve a son, and I needed him to have the ability to see among the stuff I labored on,” she says.
Franco’s talent set, to not point out her distinctive perspective as a Latina composer, was rising in demand. She left her publish with Powell and headed to Mexico, the place she helped orchestrate what grew to become the dazzling soundtrack to “Coco” — and, amid exterior pressures on Hollywood to diversify, she started considering extra critically concerning the position she was referred to as to play within the business.
“I needed musicians who did banda, I needed música romántica, however I additionally needed extra girls,” remembers Franco. “We had two singers and one lady that performed an accordion. One musician, who will stay unnamed, didn’t like the truth that I used to be a Latina telling him what to do. It turned out stunning. However I used to be like, ‘Come on. Is it that dangerous?’”
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5 years later, it was that very same intrepid spirit that coloured the making of “Encanto.” Regardless that Franco was conversant in the Colombian people sounds of cumbia, vallenato and joropo, she had by no means been to the nation herself and couldn’t journey there safely due to the pandemic.
“It’s not a documentary, so I didn’t should be a purist,” she says. “However to inform a Colombian story, I needed to deliver a little bit of Colombia into my house. So I had devices despatched to my home — cuatros, tamboras, the arpa llanera [a harp]. I additionally had a marimba de chonta made with a particular wooden from a palm tree.”
Franco held video conferences with members of the backing band for Colombian singer Carlos Vives, which included vocalist Isa Mosquera and flutist Mayté Montero, who makes a speciality of enjoying a woodwind instrument generally known as the Colombian gaita. She additionally consulted Colombian sax and clarinet participant Justo Almario, in addition to a quartet of cantadoras, a gaggle of feminine Afro-Colombian people singers from the area of Palenque, to document by way of Zoom. (You possibly can hear their voices hovering over the earth-quaking rumble of strings and percussion in a theme for the Madrigal household’s youngest boy, “Antonio’s Voice.”)
“‘Encanto’ has a feminine protagonist,” says Franco. “The story itself is so female. We wanted [more] feminine voices. And to have assist for that, to get the sources to do this from Disney, it actually does carry everyone up.”
When you watch a David Cronenberg film, you pretty much have to expect something done in a unique register. Whether it’s his various body horror works or when he tackles other genres, it’s handled in a manner unlike most other storytellers. So, when it comes to The Shrouds, of course a Cronenberg movie about grief would be different than any other put on celluloid. Playing at the New York Film Festival, it’s a flick that has much to ponder, though how much of it translates to the audience will depend on the viewer.
The Shrouds is a movie with a lot on its mind, even if surprisingly little happens over the course of its two hour runtime. It’s meant to evoke feelings, while also being fairly clinical for a story about grief. As befits Cronenberg, conspiracy and technology also loom large, as does some kink, so there’s genre work at play, even if this isn’t another effort in the horror genre for the filmmaker.
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In the near future, Karsh (Vincent Cassel) is a successful businessman who has developed a type of software within a special “shroud” that, paired with his graves, allows the grieving to check in on their passed loved ones, observing the gradual decay while buried. Known as GraveTech, it’s clearly not for everyone, but it means a lot to him, especially as he’s mourning the loss of his wife Becca (Diane Kruger). Karsh tries to date, but he mostly talks about her and the technology, so he’s not exactly a hoot. Most of his time is spent either with his former sister in law Terry (Kruger as well), her ex-husband Maury (Guy Pearce) who handles his computer operations, or his AI assistant Hunny.
When some of the graves are vandalized, Karsh begins to investigate. What starts out as a personal mission quickly becomes something else, as a potential conspiracy unravels. At the same time, he begins a sexual relationship with Terry, one that Maury has been fretting over the possibility of for some time. As the crisis deepens, Karsh starts wondering if he’s losing it, if something nefarious is afoot, or if both are possibilities.
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Making star Vincent Cassel up to look like Cronenberg himself is certainly a choice, but there’s still a fine performance here to consider. Cassel has to depict grief in a very distinct manner while still getting everything across to the audience, which he largely succeeds at. As filmmaker surrogates go, it works. Diane Kruger has multiple roles to play, but it’s largely Terry that we see her in action, and it’s a strong performance. She’s really leaning into some of the kink elements that the filmmaker loves, too, which is a fun little bonus. For a therapy style work, Cronenberg still can’t help himself. Guy Pearce is a bit more mannered here than I’d like, but it’s still another interesting performance from someone incapable of not grabbing your attention. The supporting cast includes Jennifer Dale, Sandrine Holt, Elizabeth Saunders, Steve Switzman, Jeff Yung, and more.
Writer/director David Cronenberg is working in a different register here, obviously given the loss of his own wife. The Shrouds starts out largely mellow, only going up in escalation in the back end. Now, the third act does kind of fall apart, but it’s not a death blow for the film. Instead, it just showcases some of the limits of the story Cronenberg is penning. That being said, the moments of humor are well placed, so there’s a break in the dour nature at times. His direction is as solid as ever, even showcasing periodic restraint. It’s perhaps middle of the road for his career, but that still isn’t half bad.
The Shrouds works best as a Cronenberg curiosity, given the newfound subject matter and his personal connection. If you’re a fan of his, especially if you’re invested in him as a person, there’s plenty to chew on. As a full on film, it’s more hit or miss, but there’s enough here to warrant a recommendation. This is unlikely to be a movie that highlights NYFF this year, but it’s certainly going to stand out, at least a bit.
It’s been less than a year since comedian Nate Bargatze made his debut hosting “Saturday Night Live,” but the appearance was so well received that he’s back already, alongside a stacked lineup of Season 50 hosts that include Jean Smart, John Mulaney and Michael Keaton.
Was it as strong a showing as last time? Not exactly. The monologue was more scattershot and less finely crafted than last year’s and the sketches were less uniformly great, but there was still some strong material. Bargatze’s every-guy vibe still fits “SNL” nicely, particularly in sketches where he’s playing with language, such as a sequel to 2023’s fantastic George Washington weights and measurements scene or a pitch perfect “Sábado Gigante” parody (it only took 50 years) in which Bargatze plays a befuddled audience member pulled into the show with only a rudimentary — but not completely blank — understanding of the Spanish being spoken around him. Bargatze led a funny pre-taped sketch in which a golf tournament competitor keeps inadvertently harming wildlife on the course.
Elsewhere, Bargatze played an EMT who, with his partner (Michael Longfellow), is trying to convince water park workers to let a dead body go down a slide rather than carry it down 255 steps. He portrayed a coach who wants to be paid for football jerseys and the husband of a woman (Heidi Gardner) determined to win a very messy eating challenge at a restaurant. Musical guests Coldplay performed “All My Love” and “We Pray,” the latter featuring Palestinian singer Elyanna and Argentine singer Tini. A title card before the closing hugs honored Kris Kristofferson, who died Sept. 28 at 88. The singer-songwriter and actor hosted “SNL” in 1976 during the show’s first season.
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As with Bargatze as host, this week’s cold open was a case of: “It worked great, let’s do it again.” All the guest stars who appeared in last week’s cold open were back for the “SNL” take on the vice presidential debate. Bowen Yang and Jim Gaffigan returned as Sen. J.D. Vance and Gov. Tim Walz, respectively, on the debate stage, while Vice President Kamala Harris (Maya Rudolph) and husband Doug Emhoff (Andy Samberg) watched at home and were visited by a mostly confused President Biden (Dana Carvey).
Kamala, on top of the world, celebrated endorsements from Liz Cheney and Bruce Springsteen, but her joy was short-lived as she watched Walz flub lines — “I’m friends with school shooters” — and got too friendly with Vance. “Why are they friends?” she cried. “Why are they vibing?” On the debate stage, Vance and Walz get so familiar that they try to touch hands across the split scene while “Take My Breath Away” plays. Walz explained his mistake about saying he was in Hong Kong during the Tiananmen Square massacre by telling viewers he forgot he was at Epcot. Vance, meanwhile, inserted mid-sentence pleas to not be fact checked while expressing support for former President Trump.
But like last week, it was Dana Carvey’s Biden impression that stole the show, whether he was announcing things that are down, like gas prices and Emmys for “The Bear,” or waving an ice cream cone that landed ice cream on Kamala’s face. As Rudolph maintained her composure even as ice cream dripped down her chin, it was hard to forget that Carvey and David Spade, the co-host of “Fly on the Wall” podcast, said this week that sometimes physical ad libs or flubs on the show are really accidental-on-purpose, as was the case with Biden burying his head in Kamala’s hair on last week’s show.
Bargatze’s monologue was shorter than last time around and without a strong close, but it still had great lines as the comedian discussed going to community college (“… where they’re like, ‘You’re probably staying in your community.’”) and, at length, his addiction to processed foods (“I’m a farm-factory-table guy.”) and ordering junk food from DoorDash late at night. Bargatze said he’s even double-dashed, ordering from two places simultaneously on the food-delivery service, which causes him anxiety when two different drivers show up at the same time. “I need one of them to get in a wreck! I’m mortified!” he said. There were also funny bits about the “extra” in extra virgin olive oil and what happened when he ate a raspberry for the first time at the age of 40. Unlike last year’s monologue, this one wasn’t as razor sharp, but the material overall had the comic’s signature specificity and bafflement at the world.
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Best sketch of the night: Washington returns to claim freedom for hot-dog lovers
Diminishing returns are sometimes fine if the original was this strong. In a sequel to the weights and measure sketch, George Washington (Bargatze) stands on a boat, telling his soldiers about the future of the English language. A dozen is a word for 12, but, “Only 12 shall have its own word.” We’ll spell Jeff two ways, one with a J and, “The stupid way with the G.” A hot dog, Washington says, will not be made of dogs. But when asked what they’re made of, he says, “Nobody knows.” When a soldier questions that, he’s invited to leave the boat, right into the water. Like last time, Washington largely ignores questions from a soldier (Kenan Thompson) over what will happen to slaves after the war, at least this war in 1776.
Also good: You don’t have to know Spanish to understand ‘Sábado Gigante’
Bargatze plays an audience member called on stage by host Don Francisco (Marcello Hernández), who leads him through a random set of sketches, dance numbers and game-show segments, which is not at all different from what the real show was like; ask anybody who grew up in a Spanish-speaking household before 2015. For Hernández’s absolute commitment to the sketch, Bargatze’s so-real-it-stings confusion, the kid in the beard dressed like Bargatze’s character, and the puppet orange in a sailor suit, this one wins our hearts as much as winning five dogs on a game show might.
Will probably go viral: ‘Sushi Glory Hole’ is the new ‘Dick in a Box’
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Slotted as it was so late in the show, a new “SNL” digital short featuring Lonely Island’s Samberg and Akiva Schaffer was so surprising, catchy and pushing the line of good taste that it feels like something that could take off in a big way online. (The term “Sushi Glory Hole,” in fact, was already trending on X shortly after the episode aired.) The premise? Two musicians (or are they businessmen?) pitch the idea of a hole in a bathroom wall that feeds you fresh sushi. That’s it. That’s the joke. But it’s taken to hilariously dumb lengths even as those being pitched (Maya Rudolph among them) are just trying to leave the room.
‘Weekend Update’ winner: Jane Wickline stayed at the party too long
It sometimes takes a while to get to know new cast members, but this segment was a nice introduction. Jane Wickline appeared in the water slide sketch as the only voice of reason and in a “Weekend Update” segment, playing piano and singing about staying overnight at a party that has long since stopped being a party. When Colin Jost tries to wrap up the song midway through, she says, “I intend to keep singing.” Clever, playful lyrics and a strong performance suggest great things to come on “SNL” for Jane Wickline.
Philippe Lacôte’s Killer Heat is a suspense thriller set on the tranquil island of Crete, Greece. The island’s stunning landscape, with rugged mountains and pristine beaches, creates the perfect setting for this atmospheric mystery. Initially, the film may feel too laid-back for its own good, but as the plot unfolds, it finds its groove, delivering a cohesive, engaging story. Much like its setting, Killer Heat is refreshingly straightforward, avoiding a forced sense of suspense. The mystery unravels at a measured pace, allowing the viewer to savour the journey.
The plot itself may not break new ground, with relatively low stakes, but what makes it work is the absence of unnecessary storytelling shortcuts. Joseph Gordon-Levitt plays Nick Bali, a private investigator hired to look into the mysterious death of Leo (Richard Madden), the heir of the wealthy Verdakis family.
The film opens with Leo climbing a cliff while Bali narrates the Greek myth of Icarus, the man who flew too close to the sun. Leo soon falls to his death, and the family—except for Leo’s sister-in-law, Penelope (Shailene Woodley)—considers it a tragic accident.
Penelope, however, is convinced otherwise, refusing to trust the local police, claiming her “family owns them”, and that “in Crete, no one goes against the gods”. The film’s integration of Greek metaphors adds a touch of mysticism.
What’s refreshing about Killer Heat is that it doesn’t trick the audience. From the first scene, it’s clear that the culprit isn’t an outsider, but that doesn’t take away from the suspense.
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