Friday, 24 November 2023

The Girl in the Spider's Web (Fede Álvarez, 2018)

Hired to protect a young boy, Lisbeth Salander (Claire Foy) finds herself entangled in a global plot to control the literal keys to armageddon. 

As if the stakes could not be higher, the foe Salander confronts is a ghost from her past...


Like a lot of people, I demolished Stieg Larrson's Dragon Tattoo books when they first came out. I binged the Swedish film and even made it through the miniseries extended cut. 


I loved the David Fincher version, and Rooney Mara's iteration is probably my personal favourite of the cinematic Salanders.


By the time Girl in the Spider's Web was published in 2015, my fandom had run its course - and I missed the film adaptation when it was released in 2018.


 Curiosity brought me back. 

 

My memories of the Swedish sequels are vague, but my overall impression was that they felt more televisual in aesthetic and were overburdened with the novel’s plot.

 

The magic of that first book, and which Fincher’s adaptation teased out even further, was the character of Lisbeth Salander, and the way she emotionally connects with Mikael Blomkvist.


There is a romantic aspect to their dynamic, but what really comes through Fincher and Mara’s interpretation is a recognition that Salander has met someone who sees her for herself, without expectations. 


Fincher has a misplaced reputation for being cold and misanthropic, but the ending to the 2011 film is so beautifully understated and delicate in exposing Salander at her most vulnerable point, that it is both a perfect climax to the film, and a hook for a sequel.


While it is a soft reboot, most of my interest in Girl in the Spider’s Web was seeing how, in any capacity, it conceptualised Salander.


And a week after watching it, I am struggling to remember what the conception was.


This is no criticism of Claire Foy as a performer. The film as a whole just feels ephemeral.


Every long-running franchise is never fixed in form or concept. Part of my fascination with them is watching the way franchises evolve and change. The longer a series goes on, the more expanded its canvas becomes - the changing of cast members, the shifting of creative personal behind the scenes, the influence of variables like financial success, rival franchises or changing popular tastes.


If a franchise can keep cranking out instalments, you will end up with a variety of different variations, interpretations and experiments with the idea of what this series is. I have found this as a James Bond fan, and other frenchises.


It makes a long-running series interesting.


This is a long-winded way of saying that Spider’s Web is the programmer entry in the broad umbrella of Dragon Tattoo stories. 


There is nothing about this movie that feels that unique.


The film’s aesthetic feels a few steps removed from the Fincher template (down to the computer-generated title sequence).


Foy’s Salander is presented as more of an action hero, a loner whose hacking skills are even more supernatural than they were presented as in either the Rapace or Mara versions.


Even the story feels like a collection of familiar elements from previous Salander stories: Salander punishes a bad man, has a passing relationship with a minor character, holds some reserve of feeling for Blomkvist, and undergoes some rather terrifying tortures at the hands of the villains.


The film features a couple of elements which feel promising. 


For the first time, Salander’s latest assignment puts her at the centre of genuinely international intrigue, with a touch of Bond in the villain’s masterplan to control the world’s nuclear weapons. This puts her in the crosshairs of an American agent (played by Atlanta’s Lakeith Stanfield), and a bland collection of masked Euro-thugs.


Salander has to become the custodian of a young neurodiverse boy who is key to unlocking the film’s macguffin. The film seems to be interested in doubling, having Salander confront reflections of herself, but her relationship with the young boy is never explored. He is just a plot device, and a cheap way to show the flinty Salander has a soft spot (just like a generic action hero).


The other element which the film tees up as its major CPU is the unveiling of Salander’s previously unseen sister Camilla (played by Blade Runner 2049’s Sylvia Hoeks).


Salander’s sister was mentioned but was never introduced by Stieg Larsson, and she was not a part of the adaptations to this point. She feels like a key to exposing a piece of Lisbeth’s past.


Her father and half-brother had appeared as key antagonists, but Camilla feels like an opportunity to add more shade and dimension to the series’ central character.


However, like Salander’s young charge, Camilla is an obstacle to be overcome. There is a sliver of ambiguity to their final showdown, but whatever catharsis the filmmakers intended is missing.


Despite its attempt to broaden the series’ scope, with more action scenes and locations, the film feels small and - despite its occasional attempts at replicating the earlier films’ darker elements - banal.


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Thursday, 23 November 2023

New York Ninja (John Liu and Kurtis M. Spieler, 2021)

After his wife (voiced by Ginger Lynn) is murdered, TV sound man/martial artist Liu (John Liu; voiced by Don ‘the Dragon’ Wilson) masks up to fight for vengeance and justice as New York’s Ninja!



A bridge between Wuxia cinema, the eighties Ninja craze and the New York-based grindhouse fare of Frank Henenlotter, William Lustig and James Glickenhaus, New York Ninja is a glorious one-off.


Shot in 1984 guerrilla-style on the streets of New York, the film was unfinished for decades until Vinegar Syndrome’s Kurtis M. Spieler set about resurrecting and releasing it.


This a movie of refractions - original auteur John Liu’s adoption of the then-popular Ninja craze, and ‘re-director’ Kurtis M. Spieler’s reassembly of the film, with the mostly unknown cast given voice by an assembly of martial arts luminaries.


Despite the extended postproduction, Spieler’s reconstruction and the celebrity stunt casting accentuates and supports the film’s home-made qualities.


Like the filmmakers behind Hundreds of Beavers, the re-post-filmmakers behind New York Ninja seem to recognise the potency of the film’s aesthetic choices and limitations.


The specific effect of watching actors running through undressed New York streets has a visceral, tangible sense of place. The cheap visual effects makeup gives a queasy, uncanny edge to the villain’s degeneration. 


Because of how shaky the actual production values are (including the dubbing), the reconstructed New York Ninja bottles a specific vibe of the era and style of pictures its original creators were striving towards.


It is no mere homage, but a renovation. It is reclaiming something that already existed and polishing to make it the best version of what it was intended to be (at least in spirit, if not literal narrative).  


In some ways it feels like a Cannon movie made by talented amateurs, yet there is a sweetness and warmth to the film that feels all of its own.


My one regret is that, like Miami Connection, I did not get the chance to discover this movie for the first time in a theatre, with a crowd.


I cannot say I loved it, but its scrappy can-do spirit, and the atmosphere of the New York locations are something to be appreciated.


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Sunday, 19 November 2023

Lair of the White Worm (Ken Russell, 1988)

After unearthing a strange skull, archaeology student Angus (Peter Capaldi) and local aristocrat James d'Ampton (Hugh Grant) fall prey to their mysterious neighbour Lady Sylvia Marsh (Amanda Donohoe).

Lady Sylvia is an acolyte of the countryside's most famous legend, the d'Ampton worm, a large, snake-like dragon who used to plague the area hundreds of years before.

When the skull vanishes, so do the locals - and it falls to our unlikely heroes to face down Lady Sylvia before she can resurrect her reptilian master.


I had only seen one Ken Russell film before this - his Harry Palmer instalment Billion Dollar Brain.

I need to do a deep dive into his work.

From beginning to end, Lair of the White Worm feels like a pisstake.

It has some scares ( some of Lady Sylvia’s attacks) and audiovisual delirium, but the emphasis is designed to expose the story’s artifice.


Russell claimed it was a comedy, and Lair of the White Worm works as a demented parody of a Hammer horror.


Amanda Donohoe is delightfully deadpan as the antagonist, and a young Hugh Grant is fine as the local aristocrat who stumbles into his ancestor’s legacy.


The film has its oversized tongue in cheek, but I think watching it on a computer did not help. It might take a couple of viewings but its grip on the tone feels a shade off.


As the film progresses, its heightened gothic surrealism begins to gel, and the film turns into a series of darkly cartoonish punchlines: A snake man charmed by a bagpiper; The mongoose - the iconic snake foe - ends up part of a gruesome pratfall.


The most striking scenes are the video superimpositions. Depicting visions of Roman soldiers attacking maidens while the Lambton Worm wraps itself around a crucified Jesus while flames overlay every image, these scenes are a jolt of MTV-inspired hell.


The film’s use of familiar horror conventions is consistently off, as though Russell is more interested in exposing the artifice of this genre exercise.


It feels disinterested, but not in a way that leads to the film’s sense of frivolity - it should be noted that the novel it is based on is regarded as one of the worst in the genre (akin to the fossilised skull discovered at the beginning).


It is not interested in horror as an affect, but as a miss-en-scene to be rearranged to suit the filmmakers’ sense of irony.


While stories like the Lambton Worm carry warnings, maybe the film’s message that these warnings are destined to be ignored. 


It is a little patchy (some of the younger actors are wooden) but the film is hilarious and rather sexy.


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Saturday, 18 November 2023

Rampage (William Friedkin, 1987)

 

Put on the case of serial killer Charlie Reece (Alex McArthur), prosecutor Anthony Fraser (Michael Beihn) has been tasked with finding him sane so he can face the death penalty.


Fraser’s personal opposition to the death penalty is quickly dissolved as he learns the full extent of Reece’s crimes.


As the trial progresses, Fraser and Reece’s defence team clash over the legal definition of insanity.



Rampage is a movie about human nature, and the ways in which we try to define and restrict specific kinds of behaviour.


If that sounds interesting, Rampage might be the movie for you.


According to his autobiography, Friedkin made the movie because of his own feelings about the death penalty.


While he opposed it as a younger filmmaker, by the mid-eighties, he had completely changed his position.


Attracted by the source novel’s focus on the legal defence of ‘insanity’, Friedkin took over the adaptation himself.


The film opens with Alex Reece’s first murders. His initial attacks are shot mostly from a distance, in wide shots that show the unsettling banality of the killer as he violates these bland suburban settings.


The violence is not shown - instead the film cuts away, or cuts to images of Reece rubbing blood over his naked body while lions prowl in a cage behind him.


Friedkin also avoids sticking with Reece’s subjectivity - keeping him at a remove so that the film’s central enigma is maintained.


Friedkin might have been pro-death penalty, but the film ends up being far more ambiguous - the characters and the film never arrive at a definitive decision on Reece’s culpability, let alone a definition for insanity (legal or otherwise).


While the details are interesting, one wishes the film was a little more fleshed-out.


Michael Beihn is not bad as the prosecutor but the character comes across as a little underwritten.


The whole movie feels like a legal quandary, without enough human drama to make it as compelling as it could be.


An interesting watch, but it feels like a better, more troubling film is just out of reach.


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Friday, 17 November 2023

Hundreds of Beavers (Mike Cheslik, 2023)

After his applejack business goes under, Jean Kayak (Ryland Brickson Cole Tews) becomes a fur trapper - and gets on the wrong side of the local beaver community.



Released as part of the Terror-Fi film festival, Hundreds of Beavers is the kind of movie I used to crave.


Watching it felt like going home. This is the kind of movie that makes me want to create!


The presentation was probably the best I could have asked for. The cinema that hosted my screening played a Merrie Melody starring Bugs Bunny before the film, providing a tonal entree to the experience.


It is a debt the movie is not shy about flaunting, but its chief success is avoiding feeling like a one trick pony.


It is also not trying to be a literal translation of a Warner Brothers cartoon - it evokes the surreal, hyper-kineticism and rubbery physicality, but in ways that feel indebted to cinema’s early days.


Literalism is the true enemy here - the film is deliberately heightened in its aesthetic, but the humour is not self-defeating.


The film benefits from the dead seriousness of lead performer Ryland Brickson Cole Tews and the filmmakers.

Special mention should be given to the score, by Chris Ryan - he appears to have taken the right lessons from Elmer Bernstein's work for Airplane!, by underscoring the emotion of the melodramatic storyline, rather than trying to add to the farce.

This collective non-winking at the audience makes the film’s humour self-sustaining.


Despite the film’s obvious effects and limitations (there are multiple instances where the costumed performers trip or stumble into each other), there is no sense that the film is making fun of itself.


A gem.

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OUT NOW: Thanksgiving (Eli Roth, 2023)

A year after a tragic riot at a Black Friday sale, the small town of Plymouth, Mass is trying to move on.

Until someone dressed as a pilgrim decides that cutting off heads is a better way to celebrate Thanksgiving than cutting prices...


Based on the faux trailer from 2007’s exploitation tribute Grindhouse, Eli Roth’s Thanksgiving does exactly what it says on the tin.

It hits all the money shots from the trailer, but the best compliment I can give the film is that it manages to avoid feeling like it is trying to string those images together.

The cast are solid, the script is functional, and even the gore and the edge of nihilistic glee carries a certain familiarity. The opening scene - the initial Black Friday sale-turned-crowd crush - gets close to raising temperatures - packing a frenzy, energy and mean streak that the rest of the film cannot quite match.

The killer’s look is effective, and the film makes some effective use of Thanksgiving iconography. 

The original trailer attempted to echo the aesthetics of early 80s slashers. Its film adaptation does not go for that level of verisimilitude - Instagram plays a key role - but in its unpretentious efficiency, it feels more spiritually aligned with that era of slashers. 

If you are a fan of The Prowler or any slasher from 1981, Thanksgiving will feel like comfort food.



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Tuesday, 14 November 2023

The Man who almost killed James Bond

In this season of The James Bond Cocktail Hour podcast, we are covering the six year gap between Licence to Kill and GoldenEye, covering everything James Bond-related, from books to comics to video games, to non-Bond properties which tried to fill the gap.

If you ever wondered why Timothy Dalton's third movie never happened, Giancarlo Parretti is a big reason why.

Check out our episode on him at the link below!












The Harry Palmer Trilogy








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