
Metallica
Some Kind of Monster
"The Great Metal Meltdown"
Reviwed by Wendy R. Williams
"Some Kind
of Monster" is darkly hysterical documentary
about the band Metallica and their descent into
group therapy/marriage counseling. Two filmmakers,
Joe Berlinger and Bruce Sinofsky, followed the
band during 2001-2003, shooting over twelve hundred
hours of footage. The original premise was for
the filmmakers to make a promo film for Metallica's
new album, the now named "St. Anger".
This album was Metallica's return to production
after several years of hiatus from the release
of 1997's "Reload". The promo evolved
into a documentary, which turned out to not be
about recording, after all. Instead we see a story
about a multi-million-dollar corporation whose
officers are forced to seek group therapy, so the
business can survive and they can continue to reap
the benefits of being Metallica-Of-The-90-Million-Albums.
When the filming
began, the band had just lost their bassist, Jason
Newsted. Jason was forced out when the band objected
to Jason's working with another band, Echobrain.
Jason had originally replaced bassists Cliff Burton,
who died in a bus accident. Losing Jason was the
catalyst for the band's decision to try to work
out their differences, before they hire another
guitarist and perhaps make the same mistakes. (continued)

Kang Je-gyu's
Tae Guk Gi
The Brotherhood of War
Korean with English Subtitles
Opens Sept. 10, 2004
Reviewed by Stephanie
Alberico
I hate subtitles.
I don't feel reading should be a prerequisite for
movie-going. However, Kang Je-gyu's new war film, "Tae Guk Gi," is
an
exception to the rule. My understanding of the film came solely through the
vivid imagery and not the words. Its message was strong and clear.
Director Kang Je-gyu
delivers a courageous story about honor and betrayal,
but most of all about brotherly love. The Brotherhood
of War takes a look at the effects the Korean War
had on its country, society, and families.
Kang Je-gyu is the
acclaimed director of the foreign blockbuster, "Shiri." He
has brought audiences another touching and emotional
tale with this film. He proves his ability to create
a distinct war film that features mammoth battle
scenes and an underlying story about a divided
nation, and a family torn apart.
(continued)

Persons of Interest
Opens Friday September 3rd
September 3rd - 9th
Cinema Village
Reviewed by Wendy R.
Williams
"First they came
for the Communists, but I was not a Communist
so I did not speak out. Then they came for the
Socialists and the Trade Unionists, but I was
neither, so I did not speak out. Then they came
for the Jews, but I was not a Jew so I did not
speak out. And when they came for me, there was
no one left to speak out for me." Martin
Niemoller
I am from Texas,
the same state as our First Cowboy, George W. Bush.
When I was in high school I attended a lecture
at Southern Methodist University and heard Martin
Niemoller. Niemoller was imprisoned by Hitler and
spent eight years in prison, some of it at Dauchau.
From then on, whenever he spoke he would always
end with the above quote...."There was no
one left to speak out for me." I really was
not supposed to be there that night, we were in
Dallas on a vacation and my parents heard he was
speaking and wanted to attend. But like many accidental
happenings, it had a profound affect on how I view
life.
About a week ago,
I went to see "Persons of Interest",
a documentary about twelve Arabs (of the over five
thousand arrested after 9/11), who were snatched
off the streets of this our United States and held
incommunicado, with no right to counsel, for up
to twelve months. Each speaker, or group of speakers,
was filmed in a bare room, furnished only with
a bench, there they answered question from an unseen
narrator. Each story was poignant, from the executive
who was jailed because his son had a flight simulator
and he had a used ticket to the World Trade Center
observation deck, to the mother of three extremely
rambunctious boys who was at her wits end trying
to raise them without a father (her husband was
deported).
Yes, we were attacked
by Arabs, but we were attacked by specific Arabs
with the intention to do us in, not the guys at
the corner deli. Listening to the stories of these
twelve men, it was impossible to not believe that
most all of them had no ties to terrorists. Even
the most cynical among us would have to admit that
if they were terrorists, neither they not their
families would have been willing to participate
in a documentary about their experiences.
I was left with the horrible suspicion that our posse-in-power in Washington
just decided it was time to haul in some "Injuns," and instructed
their minions to grab the first Arabs they saw, on the off chance that they
might know "something." Many of the detainees spoke of how they had
come to America because they believed America was the land of the free, with
opportunity for all, and how horribly delusioned they were to find out that
they could be denied basic civil rights with hardly any outcry. The one adjective
that came to mind to describe them is hurt, hurt because it happened and hurt
because the rest of us did little to help. They all seemed bewildered, why
couldn't people just see them and realize that they were just like us? But
it did happen to "them" and it is continuing to happen to "them" and
(to paraphrase Martin Niemoller), if we don't speak out now, in the end there
may be no one left to speak out for us, and then we too may become "them."
"Persons of
Interest" was produced by Lawrence Konner
and directed by Alison Maclean and Tobiase Perse.
It is being presented by the Documentary Campaign
and screens with "Through the Wire" (a
fascinating documentary about Australian protestors
storming a detention center)and "Getting Through
to the President" (a very funny documentary
about New Yorkers using a payphone to call the
White House comment line). "Persons" is
coming exclusively to Cinema Village during the
Republican National Convention. Tickets and information
(212) 924-3363 http://www.cinemavillage.com
Cinema Village| 22 E.
12th St
Mike Bencivenga's
Happy Hour
Opens October 22nd.
Reviewed by Jessica
Cogan
Happy Hour begins
like so many other tales of the city - soulful
music, view of the New York skyline at night. But
what ensues in Mike Bencivegna's film is a very
personal look at deceptively stereotypical characters
and what happens when happy hour ends and real
life resumes.
The story follows
Tulley (Anthony Paglia), a boozy smart ass who
had once showed great promise as a writer but has
since buried that talent under years of meaningless
work as a copy editor and about 35,000 gallons
of whiskey. Tulley is accompanied on most of his
benders by his sidekick Levine, himself a writer
suffering from lack of confidence and the inertia
good times with Tulley brings on. One night at "the
bar" Tulley meets Natalie (Caroleen Feeney),
a school teacher who doesn't like children and
seems tired out by life. The two hit it off (and
hit the sheets) and soon the trio is inseperable.
But relationships
built on such liquor-saturated ground are rarely
stable, and when Tulley learns that his years of
liver abuse have caught up with him, the dynamic
of the friendships shift. Tulley feels death's
urgency in finishing his novel - seventeen years
in the works. Levine sees in Tulley his own future
if he stays his present course. And Natalie must
determine whether love is worth the pain it can
cause.
The film is very
atmospheric - great shots of the city, its (pre-Bloomberg)
smoky bars and soaring corporate fortresses. LaPaglia's
ragged voice over and the moody score round out
the gritty-city feel. And while the film is heavy
on drama, there are more than a few laugh-out-loud
lines- mostly Tulley's - that lighten the mood.
LaPaglia, Feeney and particularly Stoltz deliver
fine performances and play off one another naturally.
Despite the
rather gloomy subject matter - following an alcoholic
in demise is hardly cheery - the film is finally
hopeful. You just may not want to go out for
a beer afterwards.

Jonathan Demme's
The Manchurian Candidate
Reviewed by John
Pelham
The original (1962) "Manchurian" became
a classic because it was so politically controversial
for it's time, but it didn't gain popularity
until 1964. Although this 2004 version has been
released right before election time, that timing
doesn't match the mass paranoia that followed
the assassination of one of America's most beloved
presidents. Setting that caveat aside, Jonathan
Demme's "Manchurian Candidate" is a
great film. It has been re-imagined and modernized
to appeal to today's audiences. What hasn't changed
is the ultimate paranoia that has been instilled
in the characters and consequently, the viewers.
With a cast
like Denzel Washington, Meryl Streep and Liev
Schreiber,
it's hard to imagine that you wouldn't be watching performances that one may
call a tour de force. Needless to say, you are. In a recent interview, Angela
Lansbury (who was nominated for an Academy Award for the original) said that
she was quite upset that they were re-making the film. Who wouldn't be if Meryl
Streep was about to reprise your role. It's arguable whether or not you should
leave a good thing alone. You know the old saying, "if it ain't broke,
don't fix it." And this is normally true for movies. But ultimately, Demme
does the original justice in a world of ever-changing ethics and technological
advancements. If you don't catch it in theatres, it's definitely worth at least
a rental. I think I may even add it to my DVD collection.

Ferenc Toth's
Unknown Soldier
Urban World Film Festival
Starring Carl Louis,
Layla Edwards, Randy Clark, and Postell Pringle
Reviewed by Wendy
R. Williams
Living in New York
can be tough all around, especially so if you are
young and don't have loving parents with a working
checkbook. Everything can go wrong and frequently
does. Family and friends can be the only thing
that keeps a young (even college-educated) person
off the street.
"Unknown Soldier," written
and directed by Ferenc Toth, is a poignant slice-of-life
film about a young black guy named Ellison or "L" (played
by Carl Lewis), who loses his comfortable life
when his father dies suddenly, leaving him with
nothing. Evicted from his apartment, he is thrown
on the mercies of financially strapped friends
and ends up spending many a night on the rooftops
and in the doorways of Harlem. And by losing his
home, he also loses any hope of staying apace with
his girl friend, Tandee (played by Layla Edwards),
who is moving on with her life by going to college
in the fall. Forced into a homeless shelter, "L" is
quickly seduced by the darker side of life, and
starts running errands and "driving" for
a charismatic local hood named Zee (played by Postell
Pringle).
"Unknown Soldier" had
a very limited budget and with its many hand-held
camera scenes, it sometimes seems more like a documentary
than a "film." Some of the scenes are
so poorly lit, you can barely see the actors. But
Mr. Toth's story shines through the dark. Carl
Lewis is a natural actor who possesses an innate
sweetness that carries the film. No matter what
adversity befell "L" I really liked him
and knew that in the end, he would be okay.
I saw the film at
the Urban World Film Festival. As I was walking
into the auditorium, I was surrounded by a large
group of Harlem street kids. So I said to myself, "They've
come to watch the film
.a little different
group from your normal film festival crowd, but
this is the Urban World Film Festival and someone
must have done some targeted marketing." Then
I saw the film and realized that those street kids
were the film's actors and they were all great!
It was a very cool moment, one you can only have
in New York. Bravo!
Joshua Marston's
Maria Full of Grace
Reviewed
by John Pelham
I
ate too much popcorn, plus I had to pee really
badly. I thought I had problems. Try swallowing
62 pellets packed with heroin-pellets roughly
the size of "Super-Absorbant O. B. Tampons"-and
flying from Columbia to New York. Needless to
say, Maria was full of more than just Grace.
Writer
and director Joshua Marston's touching film, "based
on 1,000 true stories," gives the audience
a unique inside perspective on drug trafficking,
as it follows Maria (Catalina Sandino Moreno),
a 17 year-old drug "mule" on her journey
to the United States. A little bit of chance,
quite a bit of money, and whole lot of desperation
compels Maria to put her life at risk and accept
this dangerous task. Sixty-two pellets and one
extremely full stomach later, Maria is on the
plane with a well-known colleague and a couple
of others that she just met
all of them
in the same situation. Marston does a fine job
of keeping us in suspense as we watch the girls
having to deal with a stomach full of drugs.
It was made quite clear that if a pellet burst,
it would result in a fatal overdose. Not to mention
that if a pellet was missing after they were,
um
passed over, the girls' families would
pay the price. On the plane, one of the girls
even had to re-swallow a pellet or two because
she couldn't hold them in any longer. The plane
lands, Maria and a couple others are randomly
asked into questioning, some are luckier than
others, and (one might declare) by the grace
of God, Maria is sent on her way. But don't worry,
more trouble ensues.
I
hadn't realized this was a thriller, but I was
on the edge of my seat throughout all of these
scenes. Even when it's hard to imagine why someone
would choose to do something like this, we feel
sympathy for Maria. We want her to successfully
smuggle into this country-not for the drugs,
but for her safety.
But
Maria's journey extends far beyond the point
of her plane landing. There's an entirely different
journey going on in Maria's mind throughout this
movie, and by the end, we realize that the complete
itinerary is all planned out. She has finally
figured things out for herself. It leaves us
feeling full of inspiration and hope for Maria
and
alright, I guess you can also say, Grace.

THE 2004 RURAL ROUTE FILM
FESTIVAL
SATURDAY, JULY 24 - SUNDAY, JULY 25TH
Galapagos Art Space
70 North 6th Street, Williamsburg
Reviewed by John
Pelham
I felt like I was
right back at home in the country when I sat down
at the 2nd Annual Rural Route Film Festival...in
Brooklyn. With hay bales and farm paraphernalia
amidst the barn-like theatre, this festival had
found the perfect rural setting. The night opened
with a few door prizes, like a stereotypical can
of chewin' tobacco, which of course, the entire
audience jumped to get their hands on.
The festival's opening
selection was well chosen-that film being "Westless
American." With six minutes of beautiful footage
covering six U.S. states and including several
national and state parks, this short was one of
the highlights. Don't question why this man was
running cross-country (quite literally), but just
think Forrest Gump
seems to be that "he
just felt like run-ning."
Another highlight
was the film "Putnam," which featured
some great camera work and classic visual techniques.
The well-delivered story follows a Sheriff as he
tries to find a guilty friend, that is, a friend
guilty of murder. The director successfully gives
us the notion of a very rural village with all
of its lonely people going about their mundane
business of everyday life
a perfect entry
for this festival.
"Sobre La Tierra" (Upon the Earth), an Argentinian film, seemed to
be the most didactic of the bunch. Two little boys fighting over one bag find
resolution from a woman's wisdom at the conclusion of the eight minutes. The
super 8 cinematography gives accurate representation of "the gritty nature
of their argument."
Other films to round
out the first showtime were:"Pardon! Pardon!
The Cajun Mardi Gras Chase," a passionate
film about popular teenage tradition; Bright Eyes' "Lover
I Don't Have to Love", another beautifully
shot film, but this time, a karaoke video; "El
Pozo" (The Pit), an abstract digging; and "Hybrid," a
biographical documentary which was sympathetic
and personal, and intensified by its teary-eyed
filmmaker sitting next to me.
If you missed it
this time-no matter if it was the films or the
chewin' tobacco that you were looking forward to-they'll
be back again next year, that is, if they get enough
of the necessary support.
All in all,
the Rural Route Film Festival was entertaining.
A wide range of films were chosen even within
the boundaries of its "rural" guidelines-and
even confined by the city limits of Brooklyn,
this film festival was equipped to transport
you back to the country. Ahh, there's no place
like home.

Takeshi
Kitano's
Zatoichi
Japanese
with English Subtitles
Opens Friday July 23, 2004
Flying Limbs! Squirting
blood! Cross Dressing! Tap dancing!
What more could a girl want?
Reviewed
by Wendy R. Williams
"Zatoichi," written
and directed and acted by the very talented Takeshi
Kitano, is a spoofy fun romp about a blind masseur
who is both a skillful gambler and a deadly swordsman. According
to the press release, films about this blind
swordsman ruled Japanese cinema from the 60's
through the 80's. Takeshi Kitano, who has
worn many hats as a stand-up comic, actor and
director, has now revived the story of "Zatoichi," a
monk-like nomad who travels the countryside carrying
a cane which conceals a hidden sword.
Here is the synopsis
from the press release:
"Zatoichi is a 19th
Century blind nomad who makes his living as a gambler
and masseur. However, behind this humble
facade, he is a master swordsman gifted with a
lightning-fast draw and breathtaking precision.
While wandering,
Zatoichi discovers a remote mountain village at
the mercy of Ginzo, a ruthless gang-leader. Ginzo
disposes of anyone who gets in his way, especially
after hiring the mighty samurai ronin Hattori as
a bodyguard. After a raucous night of gambling
in town, Zatoichi encounters a pair of geishas - as
dangerous as they are beautiful - who've come to
avenge their parents' murder at the hands of Ginzo.
As the paths of
these and other colorful characters intertwine,
Ginzo's henchmen are soon after Zatoichi. With
his legendary cane sword at his side, the stage
is set for a riveting showdown."
This story is both
ancient and modern, a myth populated by quirky
characters like a cross-dressing geisha who enjoys
a dip in a communal hot tub. Blood squirts
and dismembered arms and legs fly but even the
most sanguine scenes are hysterically funny, so
who cares? It doesn't seem real, and that
is the charm. Bravo |