Monday, April 22, 2013

THE INCREDIBLE BURT WONDERSTONE -- (7)


When I saw the advertisements and previews for BURT WONDERSTONE, I cringed.  I thought it was because I live in Las Vegas and magicians are part of the community (the sisters and I saw Sigfried and Roy before they retired), but I'm sure now it was because I didn't want another movie which sneered at the people it imitated.   Magicians may be corny and outdated but they are still people and paying $11 to see them mocked had little appeal.

However, my high morals drop surprisingly low when the movie hits the $1.50 theater.   I will see anything (HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA [fun!], FRANKENWEENIE [clever!], RISE OF THE GUARDIANS [surprisingly good!], WRECK-IT RALPH [made me cry!], and HANSEL AND GRETEL [Don't do it! It's wretched!]) for a buck-fifty.

I am pleased to report that THE INCREDIBLE BURT WONDERSTONE is a charming film which I enjoyed very much.   The plot is exactly what you think it is when you watch the preview so I won't bother by explaining it here.   I would like to say that the styling and costuming is phenomenal.  Jim Carrey is the bad magician and even his tattoos are perfect, his body being covered in inked chains in the same configuration favored by Houdini.


"Because NORMAL people TOTALLY consider the historical
 accuracy of my fake tattoos in this scene..."
And, in other news, Steve Buschemi looks AMAZING.
"Don't I just?"

For being the guy who has made a career of not being handsome, he cleaned up pretty well.
"Right now I'm channeling Uma Therman.  Steve is trying to be every hockey player ever..."

So that's fun.  What is more important, though, is the tone of this film.  The main message is to remember why you love whatever is it that you do and to find new life within your passion by returning to basics.   This is fine for magic and whatever else one loves to do, but I think it might also reflect what is happening in comedy.  Steve Gray, the creepy self-mutilating "magician" in the movie, is part of the new pain-and-shock-based entertainment.   There is very little wonder and absolutely no joy in what he does.
Pictured: No joy at all.
The comedy correlate to Gray's style of magic would be this:
Pictured: No joy at all
And yes, I am not hip or cool, and I dislike The Office.  An hour of agony.

In the film Burt Wonderstone hits rock bottom and then remembers why he got into magic in the first place.  The humility and joy of it looks like this:
Though a little chunkier cause the only photo I could find is kind of squished.
The comedy equivalent of joy-filled sleight-of-hand is this:


And if she's taking a day off, this guy can fill in:



THE INCREDIBLE BURT WONDERSTONE is a movie that doesn't have hours of painful awkwardness (though Burt is a jerk) and it treats the characters with humor AND sympathy.  This movie wasn't popular or edgy but I really liked it.  But I live in Las Vegas and I believe that magicians, even old over-tanned ones who favor sparkles and velvet, can delight any audience when they absolutely love what they do.

Saturday, December 01, 2012

MISS REPRESENTATION (5) / EXPENDABLES 2 (2)


Also, I hope that a someday we will have a
socially acceptable image of a strong woman
that will come from a source other than a
 propaganda poster from 1942.


 I recently finished reading Gloria Steinem's book Outrageous Acts and Everyday Rebellions so when my friend Jill told me she had gotten MISS REPRESENTATION from the Netflix and invited me over to watch it with her, I was pretty excited to see it.

Unfortunately, it wasn't all that exciting. (At least, it wasn't for anyone who has ever heard of the Bechdel Test.  Here's a link if you don't know what that is and a video if you don't want to read.)

The main thesis of the film is, (and I quote):

Miss Representation (2011), ... explores how the media's misrepresentations of women have led to the under-representation of women in positions of power and influence."

The movie did a good job of explaining how the media under represents women.  It had some lovely graphics, interesting statistics, a few tearful teenage girls frustrated with the system, and plenty of interviews with some really fascinating and knowledgeable people.  However, in the interviews and in the rest of the movie, every question and quote felt just a little bit off the mark.  Can you really prove that "Leave It To Beaver" is the reason we don't have a female president?  How can we talk about the media and not about those who consume media? Do we really believe that women appear on the show "The Bachelor" because they didn't see television shows which depicted strong empowered women?  Do young girls really become anorexic because they read fashion magazines? Or could anorexia be more directly related to a feeling of powerlessness within a young girl's life and a disordered attempt to control her body -- the only source of cultural power she may understand.

The film discussed the cultural traditions which support the way women are presented and why, in the 1950's, there was a deliberate campaign to get the women out of the factories so the men could get back to work. That was interesting but the film didn't apply the knowledge.  Instead we watched Katie Couric worry about whether her short skirts on national television led to the increased sexualization of women in the media and the film neglected to point out that her skirts had nothing to do with it!  Couric's visible thigh is NOT responsible for the drunken exploits of the girls on "Jersey Shore."


"Whatever! Katie totally told us to dress this way!"

I know that's a ridiculous parallel but there is a lot more happening to us, culturally, with the surge of pornography available on the interwebs and the normalization of women in the workplace than one early-morning news anchor's hemlines.

Don't be sad. This stuff is terrible.
Jennifer Siebel Newsom, the director/writer/narrator of this film, has noticed a problem in her industry and wants to work to fix it, which is admirable.  I am glad she is calling attention to the problem in a way which is easily digested and acceptable.  However, I would rather avoid legislating the issue, which seems to be the push of the film.  The media makes a lot of decisions but I believe that we, the consumer, have a lot of power as well.  If declining sales of Wonder Bread assisted in the downfall of a huge company then concerted efforts to reject programming which under represents or misrepresents women can have as powerful an effect. And if that means making hard choices like NOT watching "Honey Boo Boo", then maybe that's what we need to do.


I know, Boo, but some things are more important than
 flippers and pet pigs.

Addendum:  The website missrepresentation.org has just about everything one could ask for when it comes to generating change. The website is better than the movie so maybe it's best to just skip the film and go to the site.


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Obviously, after watching MISS REPRESENTATION, the only logical thing to do was to rent EXPENDABLES 2.

No one was happy about it.
Now, to let you know, I love Sly Stallone.  He's a prime example of what happens to someone who has ambition, drive, intelligence, and talent, but lacks the social know-how to be a part of the "in" crowd.   He makes movies which capture the zeitgeist of his generation and gets no respect for it.  I like his determination to stay true to his own vision and make the movies he wants to make.

Plus, he was in the movie RHINESTONE with Dolly Parton
for which I will love him forever.

That said, EXPENDABLES 2 is just terrible.  I still loved the parts with Stallone but everything else is awkward and inauthentic, especially when Chuck Norris shows up and acts like your creepy uncle.
A rare example of a beard making a man
look LESS attractive
I would talk about plot except I don't want to.  I could talk about the "girl" in the movie except she was more of a fighting sex toy than a real woman.  I might mention how utterly terrifying Dolph Lundgren is but it's far too scary to think about anymore.  

Aak! Run for your life!

I should mention that I really missed Micky Roark's character from the first EXPENDABLES because he grounded and enriched that movie so much I actually liked it.  I definitely should say that the costume designer has marvelous taste.

Fighting Russian gangsters is never an excuse to look shabby.
But, the most important thing, I think, is to let everyone know that Arnold Schwarzenegger is officially uncool.  No, really.  Unlike Bruce Willis, who has aged wonderfully and is still an all-around groovy guy, Arnold is your Tea Party grandpa in a tasteless shirt.  

He's no longer a governor OR a movie star.  Really, he's lucky to be in this movie at all.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

PITCH PERFECT -- 9


 I saw this movie in Orlando and I loved every moment of it.  It is to acapella groups what SCREAM is to the horror genre - in mocking the culture it is better than the original.

And, yes, I am an acapella nerd.  In fact, it's hard for me to even type the word "acapella" since it's really supposed to be "a capella" (which refers to the "little chapel" in catholic cathedrals, smaller rooms for smaller services which normally lacked organs and therefore forced the singers to sing without accompaniment.)

See? Nerd.

This movie calls all acapella singers nerds, and demonstrates just how nerdy and amazing it can be by setting everything in an imaginary world where there are national acapella competitions at a collegiate level and where competing groups at the same college meet in secret, in the night, to have "sing-offs" Zoolander style.
This is what college is like, right?
I laughed a lot, cheered out loud after the musical numbers, and enjoyed every moment of this film.     The stand-out star of this movie, though, is Rebel Wilson who plays Fat Amy.  She is the one with most of the memes you may have seen.









 Really, see it for her.  Unless you are an acapella geek.  Then, just see it.