I thought the movie was much better than the play. The movie's style does not replicate the revival's minimalist sets and costumes. It is much more extravagant, thankfully. What is so brilliant about the movie, though, is that it is theatrical. The musical numbers are staged, performed on a vaudeville stage with an audience rather than in the context of the story. It gives it an almost dreamlike quality that is just mesmerizing on the screen. The movie is all the better for it--praise for Rob Marshall's direction. The best numbers in the movie are still the best ones from the musical: All That Jazz and Cell Block Tango. (I admittedly thought Nowadays was very good in the movie too). Cell Block Tango would've been very different if filmed in the prison. Catherine Zeta-Jones and Renee Zellweger are both phenomenal. In a musical you're obviously looking at the singing and dancing, but in the non-musical scenes as well, they are acting. Their desperation (for fame) comes through.
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.
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Monday, July 27, 2015
The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (2015)
The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel is not as good as the first, a little less charming. The first was a pleasant surprise that did well with an ensemble cast of older British actors, meriting a sequel. The premise of the movie mirrors the success of the franchise; having done well with the first hotel, they are seeking to build a second hotel. The focus is less on the exotic nature of India than it is on the new lives these retirees are building for themselves, complete with jobs and new love interests. There is a detour in Mumbai, giving the audience a change of scenery from Jaipur, but we see little of the majesty of Mumbai. The movie is really more character driven than the first, which is why it loses some of its charm. With characters as old as these, death looms over the hotel, with constant reminders that time is limited. Naturally, the best part of the movie, as with most Indian-themed movies, is the dancing scene towards the end. Indian music and dance is so much fun to watch, especially Richard Gere trying to do Bollywood.
Friday, May 1, 2015
I'm Not There (2007)
I'm Not There is a very innovative biopic that very loosely based on "the many lives" of Bob Dylan. Dylan is played by six different actors, including a black child actor, and a woman. Each character goes by a different name (none of them Bob or Dylan) and they represent different stages of Dylan's life, or rather different parts of his persona. Cate Blanchett was especially convincing playing a 60s-era Dylan. I wish I knew a little more about Bob Dylan because I feel like I missed out on a lot of the details that were included in the film that allude to his life.
The film is very stylish with two of the six actors being portrayed in black and white, and one of the six being portrayed in a documentary format. Time is not linear in the slightest, jumping constantly between personas. The whole thing is very surreal and sometimes you're not quite sure what to make of what you're seeing on screen. But it is fitting for such an enigmatic man as Bob Dylan.
The film opens with a motorcycle accident (a reference to Dylan's own motorcycle accident) and Jude Quinn's subsequent autopsy. I could not help but draw a parallel to the opening of Lawrence of Arabia, another biopic about a complex man who wore different personas in different phases of his life.
The film is very stylish with two of the six actors being portrayed in black and white, and one of the six being portrayed in a documentary format. Time is not linear in the slightest, jumping constantly between personas. The whole thing is very surreal and sometimes you're not quite sure what to make of what you're seeing on screen. But it is fitting for such an enigmatic man as Bob Dylan.
The film opens with a motorcycle accident (a reference to Dylan's own motorcycle accident) and Jude Quinn's subsequent autopsy. I could not help but draw a parallel to the opening of Lawrence of Arabia, another biopic about a complex man who wore different personas in different phases of his life.
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