As a fan of Stephen Chbosky's superb coming of age epistolary I was extremely nervous about the prospect of adapting it to film. I knew upon reading it that Chbosky was a screenwriter and was actually surprised that it took so long to come to fruition. I was glad that he had adapted the novel himself, but what made me nervous was the fact that he was also directing. I worried that he might be too close to the material not to make an over indulgent film that would get bogged down by vanity and lose what made the book so special in the first place.
Fortunately, I could not have been more wrong. The Perks of Being a Wallflower uncannily captures the tone and nuance of the book in a way that is rare when converting material from one medium to another. The experience of watching the film was almost eerily similar to what it felt like to read the book (which I have done multiple times).
Charlie (Logan Lerman) is a gentle, sensitive teen with the innocent, yet haunted, eyes of someone forced to see very adult things at a young age. He is just starting high school, and after recently losing his best friend he's hurting for new ones, cautiously trying to connect with new people and eschew his reputation as a 'freak'. In Shop class he meets Patrick (an engaging Ezra Miller), a senior, who is somewhat of a class clown earning the moniker "Nothing" after a cheeky interaction with the teacher. Patrick, not afraid of letting his own freak flag fly, isn't put off by Charlie's demeanor and introduces him to his step-sister Sam (Emma Watson), who Charlie instantly falls for. The siblings take Charlie under their wing and he quickly becomes a part of their close-nit group of friends.
Paul Rudd (always a welcome face) plays Bill, an English teacher that picks up on Charlie's potential and starts to give him more advanced books to read and report on outside of class, cultivating a special relationship with him. At one point in the film Bill explains to Charlie that we "accept the love we think we deserve." This theme runs through several of the relationships depicted in the film including Sam's relationship with her boyfriend and the complicated relationship his sister Candace (Nina Dobrev) has with her boyfriend Ponytail Derek (Nicholas Braun).
Charlie's journey has its fun moments, like the group's performance at the Rocky Horror Picture Show sing-along and tripping on pot brownies, but there is also heartbreak and heartache, felt by, and caused by, Charlie himself. Lerman couldn't have been more perfectly cast as the put-upon boy with the forlorn expression that just makes you want to hug him. And in addition to strong turns by Miller and Watson, Mae Whitman (NBC's Parenthood) is wonderful as Mary Elizabeth, a bossy feminist that Charlie briefly dates.
The book and the film are set in the early 90's, but Chbosky purposely understated the period references instead opting to give the film a timeless quality like memories trapped in amber, which also matches the novel. The result is a gem of a film capturing the murky journey of adolescence to adulthood in a way that will resonate with those going through it and those of us who survived it.
9/10 Stars *********
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Thursday, September 13, 2012
LEWIS BLACK : IN GOD WE RUST and KYLE CEASE : I HIGHLY RECOMMEND THIS
In God We Rust brings us Lewis Black live from the State Theater in Minneapolis. Recorded last year, Black's grumpy old man schtick is well on display grumbling and shouting his way through funny bits about malfunctioning cell phones, facebook and LSD trips. While the material is good, it's not the most uproariously funny, but still worth seeing. Black doesn't tell jokes so much as he tells stories about things that upset him and you knowingly laugh along. His technique has a conversational quality that makes you feel like you're listening to your favorite uncle at Thanksgiving. If you've seen his other specials, or his work as a correspondent on The Daily Show you know what to expect. If not, then you'll just have to take my word for it. It would ruin the impact to give any of the jokes away.
The director's cut of the DVD has a couple of fun extras and outtakes as well. There are some good exchanges with the audience that were edited out of the final cut and also outtakes from a photo shoot he did in preparation of the release.
Kyle Cease's I Highly Recommend This, skews younger and much more upbeat than Black. If Black is a grumpy old man, then Cease is the opposite. His comedy is positive, random and quirky. His presentation is more observational and absurdist. The set includes a CD of new material and a DVD of one of his Comedy Central specials and several web videos he made that were co-written and directed by his brother Kevin Cease. The material on the DVD is the funnier of the two. Edited for television, it's cleaner than the stuff on the CD, but it's also tighter and more concise. On the audio only performance he is looser and takes more chances, but they don't always work. When he drifts off into some of his absurdist tangents it's funny, but they admittedly don't really go anywhere. However, the journey is still pretty fun.
The director's cut of the DVD has a couple of fun extras and outtakes as well. There are some good exchanges with the audience that were edited out of the final cut and also outtakes from a photo shoot he did in preparation of the release.
Kyle Cease's I Highly Recommend This, skews younger and much more upbeat than Black. If Black is a grumpy old man, then Cease is the opposite. His comedy is positive, random and quirky. His presentation is more observational and absurdist. The set includes a CD of new material and a DVD of one of his Comedy Central specials and several web videos he made that were co-written and directed by his brother Kevin Cease. The material on the DVD is the funnier of the two. Edited for television, it's cleaner than the stuff on the CD, but it's also tighter and more concise. On the audio only performance he is looser and takes more chances, but they don't always work. When he drifts off into some of his absurdist tangents it's funny, but they admittedly don't really go anywhere. However, the journey is still pretty fun.
Both, In God We Rust and I Highly Recommend This are available now on DVD.
7/10 Knee Slaps *******
Monday, September 10, 2012
GIRL IN PROGRESS
In the clever opening sequence of Girl in Progress we meet Ansiedad (a plucky Cierra Ramirez), a precocious teen, at school doing a 3D power point presentation about someone who inspires her. The subject, is her mother Grace (Eva Mendez), who we soon learn likes to hop from city to city and boyfriend to boyfriend with her daughter in tow, which is how they ended up in Seattle where Grace's new boyfriend is a married gynecologist (Matthew Modine). However, this is not told in a montage as Ansiedad is doing her project. This is the project. Inevitably, her antics land her in the principals office, but this is only the first of many stunts she pulls throughout the movie.
Ansiedad, is fed up with her mother's irresponsibility and neglect so when she learns about coming-of-age stories in English class, she decides to create her own in real life, so once she's completed it she will be a woman. And that's where the film gets really meta.
With help from bestie Tavita (Raini Rodriguez) she goes through the motions of a "good girl gone bad" and checks off each step along the way. That is until she gets to the part where she has to dump her best friend for the cool kids and starts stealing. Most of this is played for laughs, like when she goes to a convalescent home to find a "grandma" on death's door so she can experience a tragedy, but there are other moments that get real, albeit in an after school special kind of way, when she tries to get 'deflowered' by a bad boy.
Meanwhile Grace is working as a waitress in a crab shack, and as a housekeeper to her gynecologist boyfriend's family so she can afford her daughter's school tuition. Her flaky ways are not only problematic in her relationship with her daughter but also at the crab shack, where her boss is so leery of trusting Grace, or any of her co-workers, with the restaurant that he actually holds a contest for who can be the most responsible. So, while her daughter is trying to become an adult Grace is being treated like a child, only she doesn't pick up on either until much later.
The performances are good throughout, especially the child actors. Patricia Arquette, who plays Ansiedad's English teacher and Eugenio Derbez who plays 'Mission Impossible', Grace's co-worker with a crush, help ground the film. The clever script manages to make the coming-of-age-story-within-a-story feel fresh and carefully straddles the line between Thirteen and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
Girl in Progress is out on DVD and Blu-ray September 11.
Ansiedad, is fed up with her mother's irresponsibility and neglect so when she learns about coming-of-age stories in English class, she decides to create her own in real life, so once she's completed it she will be a woman. And that's where the film gets really meta.
With help from bestie Tavita (Raini Rodriguez) she goes through the motions of a "good girl gone bad" and checks off each step along the way. That is until she gets to the part where she has to dump her best friend for the cool kids and starts stealing. Most of this is played for laughs, like when she goes to a convalescent home to find a "grandma" on death's door so she can experience a tragedy, but there are other moments that get real, albeit in an after school special kind of way, when she tries to get 'deflowered' by a bad boy.
Meanwhile Grace is working as a waitress in a crab shack, and as a housekeeper to her gynecologist boyfriend's family so she can afford her daughter's school tuition. Her flaky ways are not only problematic in her relationship with her daughter but also at the crab shack, where her boss is so leery of trusting Grace, or any of her co-workers, with the restaurant that he actually holds a contest for who can be the most responsible. So, while her daughter is trying to become an adult Grace is being treated like a child, only she doesn't pick up on either until much later.
The performances are good throughout, especially the child actors. Patricia Arquette, who plays Ansiedad's English teacher and Eugenio Derbez who plays 'Mission Impossible', Grace's co-worker with a crush, help ground the film. The clever script manages to make the coming-of-age-story-within-a-story feel fresh and carefully straddles the line between Thirteen and The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.
Girl in Progress is out on DVD and Blu-ray September 11.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
BACHELORETTE
The dark comedy Bachelorette is aiming for Heathers meets Bridesmaids, and while it doesn't have the quotable script of the former, or the LOL factor of the latter, writer/director Leslye Headland's debut feature mostly succeeds. High School frenemies Regan (Kirsten Dunst), Katie (Isla Fisher) and Gena (Lizzy Caplan) are all part amused, part horrified at the thought of being bridesmaids for their high school "friend" Becky (Rebel Wilson) who they have lovingly dubbed Pig Face. Most of their animosity comes from the fact that she's the first one to get married (how dare she?), and they are all in various states of failure and arrested development.
As alpha-bitch Regan, Kirsten Dunst is right on target with her ability to be two-faced on a dime and make it believable. One second she's appalled at the thought of Pig Face getting married in a gown that she's dreamed of herself and the next she's berating the wedding planner about peonies to make the bride happy. As maid of honor it's her job to make sure things run smoothly and she receives little to no help from party girl Katie and irresponsible Gena, if anything they only make her job harder. When the girls ruin the bridal gown the night before the wedding there is a mad rush to fix it in time for the big day initially, but soon they get sidetracked by boys and the dress quickly drops down their list of priorities.
Fisher manages to still be charming as the hot red-head more concerned with not sharing her coke and getting drunk than finding a husband or furthering her career. When one of the groomsmen Joe (Kyle Bornheimer), takes a liking to her you almost understand why he chooses to ignore the fact that she's a total mess. Caplan, as the slutty slacker Gena, shows vulnerability in her relationship with her ex, Clyde (Adam Scott). What's unfortunate is that Becky appears to still be the doormat she was in high school when she took the heat for one of her friend's bulimia. Even more unfortunate that Wilson doesn't get a chance to shine like she did so brilliantly in Bridesmaids and the upcoming Pitch Perfect.
James Marsden, who is normally the nice guy in romantic comedies, goes edgy as a first rate a-hole Clyde who tries to bed caustic Regan. He's not necessarily into her specifically, but of his available options, the other being a vomiting Katie, she's the better bet. Although, in the end to him it doesn't really matter. And should it? Would either of them be considered wife material? Doubtful. While watching them trip and fall over their ineptitude and insecurity is entertaining, when Fisher's character wonders aloud if they'll all be okay, you kind of feel like they probably won't and almost feel sorry for the bitches.
Bachelorette is available On Demand for download on Google Play and iTunes.
In theaters September 7.
As alpha-bitch Regan, Kirsten Dunst is right on target with her ability to be two-faced on a dime and make it believable. One second she's appalled at the thought of Pig Face getting married in a gown that she's dreamed of herself and the next she's berating the wedding planner about peonies to make the bride happy. As maid of honor it's her job to make sure things run smoothly and she receives little to no help from party girl Katie and irresponsible Gena, if anything they only make her job harder. When the girls ruin the bridal gown the night before the wedding there is a mad rush to fix it in time for the big day initially, but soon they get sidetracked by boys and the dress quickly drops down their list of priorities.
Fisher manages to still be charming as the hot red-head more concerned with not sharing her coke and getting drunk than finding a husband or furthering her career. When one of the groomsmen Joe (Kyle Bornheimer), takes a liking to her you almost understand why he chooses to ignore the fact that she's a total mess. Caplan, as the slutty slacker Gena, shows vulnerability in her relationship with her ex, Clyde (Adam Scott). What's unfortunate is that Becky appears to still be the doormat she was in high school when she took the heat for one of her friend's bulimia. Even more unfortunate that Wilson doesn't get a chance to shine like she did so brilliantly in Bridesmaids and the upcoming Pitch Perfect.
James Marsden, who is normally the nice guy in romantic comedies, goes edgy as a first rate a-hole Clyde who tries to bed caustic Regan. He's not necessarily into her specifically, but of his available options, the other being a vomiting Katie, she's the better bet. Although, in the end to him it doesn't really matter. And should it? Would either of them be considered wife material? Doubtful. While watching them trip and fall over their ineptitude and insecurity is entertaining, when Fisher's character wonders aloud if they'll all be okay, you kind of feel like they probably won't and almost feel sorry for the bitches.
Bachelorette is available On Demand for download on Google Play and iTunes.
In theaters September 7.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
2 DAYS IN NEW YORK
In the brisk, hilarious sequel to 2007's 2 Days in Paris (also written and directed by star, Julie Delpy) we meet up with neurotic photographer Marion a few years after her tumultuous trip to her native France with then boyfriend Jack, played by Adam Goldberg (who doesn't appear in the sequel). She has a toddler that resulted from that previous relationship, but now she has a new beau, Mingus (Chris Rock), who has his own young daughter, and they're living their version of post-racial domestic bliss. That is, until they are paid a visit from Marion's French relatives, complete with unwanted guest. Reprising their roles from the first film Marion's dad (Albert Delpy), her sister Rose (Alexia Landeau) and unexpectedly, Marion's ex, and Rose's current, boyfriend Manu (Alex Nahon) come to wreak havoc on their tiny New York apartment for two days. During this time Marion is also hosting an exhibition of her photographs at which she is auctioning off her soul as a conceptual art piece. Talk about timing.This sequel is more lighthearted than its predecessor which focused on the relationship between Marion and Jack and whether or not they had a future together. Now, Marion seems happy with Mingus for the most part, but her family is threatening to give him second thoughts about making these people his in-laws. Rose, her passive-aggressively competitive sister with a startling lack of boundaries, must be the worst child psychologist in France. While Manu, her boyfriend, is a foreigner who learned everything he knows about America, and more specifically black people, from MTV in the 90's, and manages to always be saying or doing the wrong thing. Marion's father, who speaks hardly any English, is only less of a problem because his difficulties communicating make his foibles slightly more palatable. Though his penchant for keying cars is a bit problematic.
Over the two days of their visit Marion runs the gamut of emotions giving Delpy a wonderful showcase for her varied comedic chops. She has one particularly funny scene on the phone with a customer service rep where she goes from polite to frustrated to catty on a dime. The script, co-written by Landeau and Nahon, is well-paced and clever allowing each of the primary characters a chance to be fully formed. Chris Rock, who has appeared in broader comedies like Grown Ups and Death at a Funeral plays it understated and is a great straight man to the wacky Parisian visitors.
The puppet shows that open and close the film could have been too precious in the wrong hands, but it is just another credit to Delpy's intelligent sense of humor and restraint that they come off as endearing and make nice bookends to the vibrant slice of life in between them. From the rich and funny dialogue to the effortless performances it's 2 Days in New York well spent.
Monday, July 16, 2012
FRANK OCEAN : CHANNEL ORANGE
First of all, it would be futile and somewhat irresponsible to ignore Frank Ocean's "coming out" preceding the release of Channel ORANGE, his major label solo debut, since most people hadn't even heard of him before the announcement (Is he related to Billy Ocean?). Well, correction; they may have heard him, but didn't know who he was. This was pretty much the case with me. I had heard his voice plaintively crooning on Jay-Z and Kanye West's "No Church In The Wild" and "Made In America" but didn't know much about him as an artist.
Most people's knee-jerk reaction might've been to see Ocean's revelation about his sexuality as a ploy to drum up some attention for his album. This, in and of itself, speaks to an important shift in our culture. Controversy is often good for business, but 20, even 10 years ago this would have been a surefire way to derail a music career, not boost sales. The fact that Ocean is a hip-hop artist actually still leaves his fate unclear. Though pop artists like Adam Lambert are out and proud, there is no precedent for such a thing in hip-hop. The quotes placed around the words coming out stem from the fact that he didn't really make a statement of "Yep, I'm gay," so much as he simply revealed that he has been in love with a man. Time will tell whether this is a transient David Bowie phase, or if it's a legitimate confession of bisexuality. Either way, for now he has everyone's attention, so the question is does he have something to say?
Luckily for Ocean, that's an area where he doesn't have anything to worry about. Revelations aside, Channel ORANGE is a wonderful debut. A friend of mine, remarked that the lyrical complexity will probably take listeners a while to catch on to, and he might be right, but I don't think that it will hinder any initial connection to the material. He so effortlessly wraps his metaphors in plain prose that you're grooving to it before you're aware of the layers beneath them. "Sweet Life" plays like a breezy summer jam in the vein of Carl Thomas's "Summer Rain" so you're forgiven if you don't quite catch the existential social commentary just below the surface. As someone relatively new to the game, songs like "Super Rich Kids [featuring Earl Sweatshirt]" are no surprise. As a 24-year-old recording artist in Los Angeles, I'm sure he's seen his share of spoiled TFK's whose "maids come around too much," but "parents ain't around enough," he's just one of the precious few actually addressing it. And that, in a nutshell, is what sets Ocean apart from his contemporaries. The only draw back to being so thoughtful is that it rarely feels like he's having fun. But I'm not going to pick nits.
Though he could easily fit into an R&B or Pop format, at heart, Ocean is clearly hip-hop. It's not hard to imagine an artist like Common rapping the lyrics to "Crack Rock" or "Pyramids." Sometimes this causes him to lean toward a conversational style of singing that a lot of the current rapper/singers have adopted in recent years, but he fortunately doesn't stray into the whiny, emo register of some other artists (sorry, Drake). It just makes it all the nicer when he opens up vocally on songs like "Sweet Life"and "Bad Religion," the latter of which could arguably be about unrequited love, or actual religion, or both. In the closing song, "Forrest Gump" Ocean presents a simple love song to man. It has a touch of camp to it, but nonetheless feels heartfelt and earnest.
While fun might not be the best adjective to describe Channel ORANGE, don't let that stop it from becoming the album of the summer. While you're seeped in the seasonal languor, allow the layered subtext to sink in when you're chilling at the family cookout, coasting down the highway, or relaxing on the beach.
Most people's knee-jerk reaction might've been to see Ocean's revelation about his sexuality as a ploy to drum up some attention for his album. This, in and of itself, speaks to an important shift in our culture. Controversy is often good for business, but 20, even 10 years ago this would have been a surefire way to derail a music career, not boost sales. The fact that Ocean is a hip-hop artist actually still leaves his fate unclear. Though pop artists like Adam Lambert are out and proud, there is no precedent for such a thing in hip-hop. The quotes placed around the words coming out stem from the fact that he didn't really make a statement of "Yep, I'm gay," so much as he simply revealed that he has been in love with a man. Time will tell whether this is a transient David Bowie phase, or if it's a legitimate confession of bisexuality. Either way, for now he has everyone's attention, so the question is does he have something to say?
Luckily for Ocean, that's an area where he doesn't have anything to worry about. Revelations aside, Channel ORANGE is a wonderful debut. A friend of mine, remarked that the lyrical complexity will probably take listeners a while to catch on to, and he might be right, but I don't think that it will hinder any initial connection to the material. He so effortlessly wraps his metaphors in plain prose that you're grooving to it before you're aware of the layers beneath them. "Sweet Life" plays like a breezy summer jam in the vein of Carl Thomas's "Summer Rain" so you're forgiven if you don't quite catch the existential social commentary just below the surface. As someone relatively new to the game, songs like "Super Rich Kids [featuring Earl Sweatshirt]" are no surprise. As a 24-year-old recording artist in Los Angeles, I'm sure he's seen his share of spoiled TFK's whose "maids come around too much," but "parents ain't around enough," he's just one of the precious few actually addressing it. And that, in a nutshell, is what sets Ocean apart from his contemporaries. The only draw back to being so thoughtful is that it rarely feels like he's having fun. But I'm not going to pick nits.
Though he could easily fit into an R&B or Pop format, at heart, Ocean is clearly hip-hop. It's not hard to imagine an artist like Common rapping the lyrics to "Crack Rock" or "Pyramids." Sometimes this causes him to lean toward a conversational style of singing that a lot of the current rapper/singers have adopted in recent years, but he fortunately doesn't stray into the whiny, emo register of some other artists (sorry, Drake). It just makes it all the nicer when he opens up vocally on songs like "Sweet Life"and "Bad Religion," the latter of which could arguably be about unrequited love, or actual religion, or both. In the closing song, "Forrest Gump" Ocean presents a simple love song to man. It has a touch of camp to it, but nonetheless feels heartfelt and earnest.
While fun might not be the best adjective to describe Channel ORANGE, don't let that stop it from becoming the album of the summer. While you're seeped in the seasonal languor, allow the layered subtext to sink in when you're chilling at the family cookout, coasting down the highway, or relaxing on the beach.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
BUTTERFLY SWORDS
Butterfly Swords is a nearly twenty year-old film finally making it to DVD. With the all-star cast of martial arts superstars it boasts you would expect there to be more dazzling fight sequences, but this was originally released in 1993, years before films like The Matrix, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon and Hero revolutionized the way people do battle on screen. In Butterfly Swords there are a few good hand to hand fight scenes that showcase the talented martial artists, but there are mostly just whiplash inducing cuts that don't allow the viewer to take in the impact of each move, let alone admire the execution. In its own hokey way though, the film still manages to be charming, albeit pretty violent (a lot more blood and severed heads than the aforementioned films). I imagine this is the type of crudely edited film that would inspire a much better Tarantino film. This is okay since the film doesn't take itself too seriously and the lighthearted way it bounces along with poorly spaced subtitles adds its appeal. Admittedly it's an acquired taste, I don't think that the average person who might have enjoyed The House of Flying Daggers for instance would find the charm in Butterfly Swords, but fans of Tarantino and old Bruce Lee movies might get a kick out of it.
The plot surrounds two assassins Sister Ko (Michelle Yeoh) and Sing (Tony Leung) from the Happy Forest, who are trying to protect their kingdom from a neighboring group of rebels from Elites Villa...or something. That part is not really clear, but mainly serves as a backdrop to the real story which is the subplot love quadrangle that includes the two assassins, another assassin Yip (Donnie Yen) and Sing's girlfriend Butterfly (Joey Wang). Though the three assassins are like siblings, they are not blood relatives. There is a funny flashback sequence explaining how they met and how Sister Ko came to "raise" the younger boys. As adults however, Sister Ko seems to have formed feelings for Sing and disdain for Butterfly with whom she has to compete for his attention. They have a bitchy tea party that is one of the films comedic highlights. Meanwhile, Yip is the one who harbors feelings for Sister Ko, but he's too bashful to act on them. Unfortunately, the film favors the undercover assassins plot over the love story in terms of resolution, so it doesn't really go anywhere. It's also interesting to see how far the culture has come in twenty years. The women fight valiantly as equals to the men, but an unmarried pregnant woman fears being drowned by he townspeople. Yes, the movie is set in the past, but it's something to look at as much as the evolution of the martial arts choreography.
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