Ethan
Hawke stars as a reverend of a very old church for tourists who begins
to question his faith. The philosophical musings of the reverend
in his journal are fascinating. Here's the gist: two of his few
congregants are about to have a baby, and the father is questioning the
morality of bringing a child into a world destined for environmental
destruction. Aren't we destroying God's creation? This
is a movie for our time. Ethan Hawke is superb. And I love the cinematography; the frames-within-frames are Wong Kar Wai-esque. The movie does get
weird. The first hint is the creepy eye-of-god lamp in the living room.
Well, actually, I guess the first hint is the constricting aspect ratio. Then there
is the magical mystery tour with the jarring digital
images of environmental destruction. First off, what the hell is that
magical mystery tour? And then I was very unsatisfied by the ending. If
they had just cut ten seconds earlier, it would've been fine. She could
theoretically save him without the awkwardly
long kiss.
I am a student at Johns Hopkins with a passion for film, media and awards. Here you will find concise movie reviews and my comments on TV, theater and award shows. I can't see everything, but when I finally get around to it, you'll find my opinion here on everything from the classics to the crap.
Showing posts with label Paul Schrader. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paul Schrader. Show all posts
Thursday, December 20, 2018
Thursday, June 2, 2016
Dog Eat Dog (2016)
I
was a little disappointed that Nicholas Cage didn't show up to the morning
screening, but I was otherwise pleasantly surprised by his performance. This
could have been a tired old crime story, but under Paul Schrader's direction we
get a fresh take. In the Q&A, he gave an example of how he updated the
classic genre. The strip club has been done before, so he did it in black and
white. And the contrast between the black and white with the solid vibrant
blues and reds (notably resembling police lights, or a drug-induced high) is
striking. The use of color in this film is one of its greatest stylistic
strengths. Willem Dafoe is really creepy. The first shot is a close up of his
deranged face. And then in a manner reminiscent of a Quentin Tarantino film, he
commits an admittedly stylish bloody double murder. And then of course there is Nicholas Cage.
And he is Nicholas Cage as usual, but it kind of works here. It is almost a
parody of that type of character and he plays it up.
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