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Damson Idris, Brad Pitt

“F1: THE MOVIE” My rating: B- (Apple+)

155 minutes | MPAA rating: PG-13

Joseph Kosinski’s “F1” has just about enough plot to fill a teaspoon.

But it also has one of our most charismatic leading men and a whole shitload of cars roaring around at 200+ m.p.h.

That’s enough for a good time at the movies.  But a nomination for the Best Picture Oscar?  

Anyway, what we’ve got here is Brad Pitt as Sonny Hayes, an over-the-hill driver who, decades after a career-ending accident, lives out of his van going from race to race like a surf bum or struggling bull rider. He’ll drive whatever is put in front of him…the need for speed cannot be quenched.

As “F1” begins Sonny is recruited by an old pal from back in the day. Ruben Cervantes (Javier Bardem) is a former racer now heading up his own Formula One team. But he’s struggling and needs an edge…one he believes Sonny can provide.

This does not sit well with the team’s other driver, the up-and-coming Joshua Pearce (Damson Idris).  He scoffs at the “old man.” They’re oil and water…Joshua is loud and brash while Sonny is self-contained, wryly ironic and largely uncommunicative.

The differences extend even to their training regimen…Joshua takes full advantage of the high-tech toys designed to improve strength and accuracy, while Sonny juggles tennis balls and jogs.

Pitt’s perfect for the role, He doesn’t have to do much emoting; Sonny’s quiet personality radiates intensity.

You can see where this is going.  Little by little the burned-out Sonny will get back in the game; eventually his bend-the-rules style and track smarts impress even the cocky Joshua. Does anyone doubt that by movie’s end they’ll be the perfect team?

A bit of romance is provided by Kerry Condon as Kate, who we’re told is the only woman car designer and engineer in the F1 universe.  Over several years I’ve become a huge Condon fan — she’s a fantastic actress whose unassuming beauty is way more lady-next-door than Hollywood glamourpuss.

But all this human stuff is merely window dressing on the main event. I’m talking about the cars, captured by cinematographer Claudio Miranda with fetishistic appreciation. The film often plants us behind the wheel (you don’t so much get into a Formula One car as put it on) and the race scenes are genuinely pulse-pumping.

I cannot vouch for the accuracy of the behind-the-scenes world of F1 racing depicted here, but it appears that putting together a competitive team is a technological challenge on the level of a NASA-sponsored trip to Mars.

Given its gruel-thin content, “F1’s” 2 and 1/2-hour running time isn’t warranted.  Still, I don’t regret the time spent on watching it.

Imogen Poots, Brett Goldstein

“ALL OF YOU” My rating: B (Apple+)

98 minutes | MPAA rating: R

The Brit romance “All of You” is far from perfect, but it’s got some of the best dialogue heard in ages while depicting a love story that simmers at low heat.

The initial setup is vaguely science fiction-ish.  Simon (“Ted Lasso’s” Brett Goldstein) and Laura (Imogen Poots) have been besties since college…they’re each other’s closest confidant, a dynamic made possible in part because they are not and never have been lovers.

In the opening passages Laura decides to take advantage of a new high-tech service guaranteed to find your perfect soulmate wherever he or she may be in the world.  Laura’s results hit fairly close to home…she’s hooked up with Lukas (Steven Cree) who, as advertised, seems perfect for her.

Marriage and motherhood follow.  But it’s obvious to those of us watching that Simon, who believes in finding romance the old-fashioned way, suffers from a world-class case of unrequited love.

The question is whether Laura and Simon will ever take the plunge.

The screenplay by Goldstein and director William Bridges centers mostly on encounters between Laura and Simon over the years.  Their dialogue is achingly honest and often bleakly hilarious…they’re so much on one another’s wavelengths that they’ll express thoughts that would drive away many a potential lover.

C’mon…if two people were ever made for each other it’s Simon and Laura.

Those with short attention spans will undoubtedly drift off during the couple’s prolonged bouts of give-and-take.  But Goldstein and Poots are so convincing, so perfectly tuned in to the dialogue and each other, that we’re sucked in.  

Maybe heartbreak is inevitable…but you won’t know until you try.

| Robert W. Butler

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Jennifer Lawrence, Javier Bardem

“MOTHER!” My rating: C 

121 minutes | MPAA rating: R

Darren Aronofsky is a master filmmaker whose grasp of movie technology and cinema’s esthetic possibilities has few equals.

But  you’ve got to wonder about his choice of subject matter.

There are moments of pure genius on display in “mother!”,  along with a sustained depiction of madness to equal anything ever seen on the screen.

But they are in the service of an eschatological puzzle that will leave most audience members scratching their heads.  The movie is clever to a fault, but at the risk of emotionally alienating all but the most die-hard theological geeks.

You know we’re in the world of heavy-duty (if not pretentious) metaphor when all the characters are denied names and identified in the credits as Mother, Him, Man, Woman, Younger Brother, etc.

Mother (Jennifer Lawrence) lives in a remote, formerly splendid country home with her husband, the considerably older Him (Javier Bardem). Him is a novelist with a bad case of writer’s block; he can’t make the ideas flow and it’s making him pathetic and cranky.

Mother, meanwhile, busies herself with restoring the old mansion, a job she has taken on singlehandedly.

Michelle Pfeiffer, Ed Harris

Their isolated lives are interrupted by Man (Ed Harris), who claims to be a physician doing research nearby. He’s been misinformed that Mother and Him are running a b&b.  When Him learns that Man is a big fan of his writing, he invites the visitor to move into a guest room.

Mother isn’t thrilled, and is even more upset when Man’s wife, Woman (Michelle Pfeiffer), shows up as well.  They are the guests from hell:  smoking, drinking, acting like they own the joint and making out like horny teens. This part of “mother!”, at least, is wickedly funny.

Woman is a nosy meddler who wants to know the nature of her hosts’ sex lives and presses Mother for an explanation of their childless state.

Mother pleads with her husband to evict the interlopers, but his ego is desperate for their fawning praise. Moreover, Man appears to be dying of lung cancer. What kind of person would toss him out?

The first half of the film climaxes with a murder.

In its wake Him finds inspiration, writes a new novel and impregnates Mother.

All seems copacetic until the night thousands of Him’s fans descend upon the house and begin a riot, holding orgiastic ceremonies, stripping the house for souvenirs and, eventually, turning their attention to the infant  Mother delivers in the midst of these cabalistic reveries. (Shades of “Rosemary’s Baby”!) (more…)

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Ben Affleck, Olga Kuylenko...falling in love in France

Ben Affleck, Olga Kurylenko…falling in love in France

“TO THE WONDER” My rating: C (Opens May 3 at the Tivoli)

112 minutes | MPAA rating: R

There’s a temptation to write off “To the Wonder” as a dead-on satiric parody of a Terrence Malick film.

Except that it is a Terrence Malick film.

And since I don’t think Malick is making fun of himself, we are left to struggle with just what  this admittedly talented but hugely exasperating filmmaker is up to.

Hell, maybe he’s just perverse.

“To the Wonder” embraces all the elements that irritated people with his previous film, “The Tree of Life” (which I count as one of the great movies of the last decade) and jettisons all the good stuff.

The film may be the ultimate statement in Malick’s war on narrative. It’s visually poetic, yeah — like an artsy fartsy TV commercial where you can never figure out what they’re selling — but also emotionally empty. I couldn’t shake the feeling that the movie is throwing a hearty “fuck you” into our faces.

I’m going to assume Malick is not just giving us the finger here, that he has attempted to make a real piece of art, and that he has failed.

Happens to everyone. Now how about a plot next time?

Here’s what we can say with certainty. “To the Wonder” is about an American man (Ben Affleck) who on a trip to France falls in love with a young woman (Olga Kurylenko) and brings her and her young daughter back to live with him in the U.S.

Except that he resides in a treeless, flat, irony-free tract-home subdivision outside Bartlesville, OK. It’s a neighborhood hemmed in on one side by high-tension power lines and on the other by an Interstate. There’s an oil well in the back yard.

Hmmmm…let’s see.  Paris…or Oklahoma?  Gosh, it’s such a tough call.

It’s enough to make you think this woman hasn’t got a brain in her head. (more…)

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