Sunday, September 20, 2009

Review: Inglourious Basterds


In case you’re in a hurry, I’ll give you my verdict up front: I loved Inglourious Basterds.  Loved it!  So much so that I had to write about it, despite it not really being a horror movie. But before you get too excited and go running off to the theater, let me declare that I adore and admire all Tarantino movies (yes, even and perhaps especially Death Proof), and if you don’t at least respect Pulp Fiction, then frankly I wouldn’t bother going to see this movie.  I say this because most people I know who don’t love Tarantino tend to go the other way and hate him with a passion, and if that's the case, there’s really no point in seeing his movies unless you like to complain a lot.  Because this is a quintessential Tarantino film, with all the flourishes. So, if you have an open mind, a Tarantino fixation, or an appreciation for brilliant dialogue and dark humor, then I’d start considering Basterds as your next night out.

If you do go to see it, however, be well prepared for short slices of gruesome, gory action followed by long, elaborate scenarios and winding conversations – but if you’ve seen any Tarantino movie, you’ve probably come to expect (and happily anticipate) that.  Basterds has Tarantino’s trademark lengthy but sharp conversations – some spoken in three or more languages here, no less – and though I'm positive that there were tons of movie references that went right over my head, I found myself constantly sitting tense and at attention, savoring every word and nervously awaiting the inevitable climax.  The thing is, you can't be impatient with Tarantino.  If you spend every conversation waiting only for the action that may or may not come next, you’ll spend most of the movie simply waiting.  You have to relax and relish the story as it unfolds – and this is not a short story, clocking in at just over two and a half hours – or you'll probably hate it.

Now, let me address a few issues. Yes, there are graphic depictions of dead Nazis getting scalped (complete with the obligatory sawing noises). Yes, someone does get beaten to death by a baseball bat, wielded by “The Bear Jew” (played by Eli Roth, who I can only describe as enthusiastic to a fault).  But if you can handle those things – which happen only briefly at the beginning, followed by comparatively little violence for the rest of the movie – the rest of the movie is so funny, smart and well acted that I personally think it’s worth sitting through a few scalpings.

Yes, this movie is completely historically inaccurate. I know some people are apparently upset by this, to which I must say: there are tons of WWII movies in existence that are historically accurate.  Isn’t it okay, by now, to have one that’s not quite so reverent and politically correct?   In any case, Basterds seems to be much more a commentary on the genre of WWII movies than on the event itself.  But if you can’t get past the made-up, alternate-reality nature of the movie, I must urge you not to see this, as it will only anger the surly historian within you.

Yes, Christoph Waltz is fantastic.  Amazing.  Brilliant.  So good at being a Nazi villain it’s scary.  The comment that he deserves an Oscar for his performance seems spot on to me.  I won’t go into the other characters because there were so many (Brad Pitt, Shosanna Dreyfus, Diane Kruger, Til Schweiger, I could go on and on and on) and they were truly all so good.  See for yourself.

Finally, I don’t want to say much more than that since I feel like the previews already gave away too much, as they always seem to these days.  But, even knowing everything I already knew going into the movie (the preview left little to the imagination as far as the basic storyline), the plot was convoluted and twisty enough to keep me very much on my toes and worrying about what would happen next.  As I said, keep in mind: some bloody violence, no historical accuracy, lots of dialogue, and amazing acting.  If even just one or two of those things appeal to you, I’d take the chance and see it.  If nothing else, I guarantee it will stimulate some heated conversation – which is what Tarantino does best.

Final Rating (out of 5):




Saturday, September 19, 2009

Review: Jennifer's Body

I went to see Jennifer’s Body on Friday night predisposed both to love and hate it.  Written by Diablo Cody, the same woman who wrote Juno, I was hoping for some original, realistic female characters, a la Ellen Page.  At the same time I was skeptical, to say the least, about the decision to cast Megan Fox – an actress best known for her one-dimensional performance in Transformers – in a leading role.  And finally, wildly differing reviews gave me even less an idea of what to expect, so I went to the theater hoping for the best and prepared for the worst.

In short, I don’t think this movie is either.  It’s certainly not the genre-breaking, earth-shattering piece de resistance that Diablo Cody was probably going for, but it’s also not nearly the piece of trash some critics are purporting it to be.  It’s a witty, dark, and sometimes flawed take on the horror genre, female friendships, and high school drama. 

Jennifer (Megan Fox) and Anita (or “Needy,” played by Amanda Seyfried) are best friends, but it’s clear from the beginning that it’s an abusive friendship.  Needy is a good-girl geek, while Jennifer is the hottest girl in school.  Jennifer keeps Needy around to make herself feel better, because despite being the most lusted-after girl in Devil’s Kettle, Minnesota, Jennifer is also deeply insecure.  It’s a fairly common situation among teenaged girls, but it all gets much more complicated when Jennifer is sacrificed to Satan by a guyliner-wearing emo band, fronted hilariously by Adam Brody.  She then becomes a boy-eating succubus and an even less appealing best friend to Needy.

Toxic female friendship is a fantastic idea for a horror movie, if you ask me, and director Karyn Kusama does a good job giving the film a campy, self-conscious vibe.  However, while at times Jennifer’s Body is deliciously over the top, the overall tone of the movie isn’t consistent.  It seems as though Kusama wasn’t entirely sure if she wanted this to be darkly funny or scary, a satire on horror film or an actual horror film – and it’s simply not scary enough to be pure horror.  There are some highly creepy moments, but it’s devoid of any truly scary scenes.  I personally wish Kusama had gone all out and made it a completely campy flick, because I think it had the potential to be the next Heathers, showing once and for all that “Hell is a teenage girl.”  But sadly, it doesn’t quite go there.

Which brings me to my next point: the dialogue.  Or rather, the Cody-isms.  In Heathers, the outlandish slang fit seamlessly into the script and was wielded perfectly by the actors.  Phrases like “What’s your damage?” and “Lick it up!” became part of a cult culture.  In Cody’s first script, Juno, “Honest to blog?” and the constant use of the word “vadge” seemed timely, if a little overdone.  However, the slang in Jennifer’s Body sticks out in every occurrence and is more of a distraction than anything else.  Jennifer says “Jell-O” instead of jealous, she advises Needy to “Move-on dot org,” and Needy’s boyfriend uses the word “dilhole” in earnest.  If that’s how adults think kids are talking these days, they’re quite mistaken.  If, on the other hand, Cody was simply trying to inject her trademark witticisms into the script, I’d say the effort was a little heavy-handed.  Furthermore, the actors themselves don’t seem comfortable with much of the dialogue, making many conversations stilted and unrealistic.

The actors aren’t all impressive, either.  Megan Fox isn’t bad, but she does what she’s told and not a bit more.  She doesn’t bring much more than a surface sexiness to the character of Jennifer, and her insecurity (an important part of her character and the plot) isn’t adequately conveyed until almost the very end of the entire movie.  Amanda Seyfried doesn’t shine like she has in past roles (though it seems likely that the blame lies more with the director than with Seyfried), but does a better job of playing a multifaceted character.

Despite all of my complaints, though, there are so many wonderful things about Jennifer’s Body.  Cody plays with stereotypical female tropes like the “good girl” and “bad girl” in ways that are too rarely explored in film.  Just to have a female screenwriter writing interesting, atypical parts for women is heartening.  Teen sexuality is also looked at in a more realistic, multi-layered way; shockingly enough, “good girls” do have sex, and in this horror movie a woman doesn’t have to be a virgin to survive to the end.  It’s original and quirky, and funny.


If you liked Drag Me to Hell or Teeth, I’d say definitely go see this.  It’s not quite as smart or clever as those movies, but I think it’s worth a look.

Final Rating (out of 5):




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