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Friday, 1 March 2019

Watch: Spike Jonze's Cannabis History Short Film 'The New Normal'

The New Normal Short Film

"Madness? How about wellness." It's time for the new Spike Jonze joint! Though it isn't a new feature film. The New Normal is a two-minute short film directed by Spike Jonze (director of Being John Malkovich, Adaptation, Where the Wild Things Are, and Her), starring Jesse Williams, made entirely to promote the legalization of marijuana in the United States. The short was produced as a marketing video for MedMen, a cannabis company with dispensaries all around America selling their "premium" products. Nonetheless, it presents a compelling case for legalization by pointing out how it was normal to grow hemp (aka cannabis) in the days of George Washington, plus how propaganda and the "war on drugs" has not helped solve any problems, just make them worse. But most of all, it is stil a new Spike Jonze film we can all enjoy right now.

Description from Vimeo: "Welcome to The New Normal, a journey through America's complex history with cannabis." Also: "Learn more about George Washington’s hemp production. Explore the policies of Stop and Frisk and mandatory minimums. Learn more about Reefer Madness and other government sanctioned propaganda. Find out about more about the treatment of military veterans. Learn more about the cost of prohibition and the black market. Discover cannabis' role in the counter cultural movements of the 60's and 70’s." The New Normal is directed by filmmaker Spike Jonze, made for the company MedMen - "Premium Marijuana Dispensaries" - and related products. Featuring cinematography by Bradford Young, with music composition by Frank Dukes. For more info on the short, head over to Vimeo. To see more shorts, click here.

Rumer Willis & Emma Dumont in Trailer for Thriller 'What Lies Ahead'

What Lies Ahead Trailer

"We're going to play by my rules, okay? See if you are worthy of my brother." Vision Films has debuted an official trailer for an indie thriller titled What Lies Ahead, from director Rob Gardner. When two young women are thrown together on an unexpected road trip, a surprising and aggressive peril emerges between them that grows stronger with each passing mile. Emma Dumont (from Inherent Vice, "Aquarius", "The Gifted") plays Jessica, a woman who flies to Georgia to accompany hey boyfriend's sister, Raven, played by Rumer Willis (from The House Bunny, Sorority Row), as she drives north to move closer to him following a death. The small cast includes Kelly Blatz, Katie Keene, and Brandon Jones. This is one of those bad trailers that shows the entire film, but they're desperate for any attention since it's a throwaway indie flick.

Here's the official trailer (+ poster) for Rob Gardner's What Lies Ahead, direct from Vision's YouTube:

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Jessica (Emma Dumont) is head over heels in love with her new boyfriend Kyle (Kelly Blatz). But when he is unexpectedly called to ER duty, he asks Jessica to fly to his home town in Georgia and accompany his sister Raven (Rumer Willis) as she drives up to New York to move closer to him following the recent death of their mother. Jessica reluctantly complies. As the two women get to know one another on this three-day journey – encountering assorted locals and misadventures along the way – it soon becomes clear with each passing mile, that something just isn’t right. What began as an awkward yet innocent road trip ends up in a terrifying and brutal fight for survival that will change both women’s lives forever. What Lies Ahead is directed by filmmaker Rob Gardner, his first feature after directing the doc Guys 'N Divas: Battle of the High School Musicals previously. The screenplay is written by William J. Viglione. Vision Films will release Gardner's What Lies Ahead in select theaters starting March 1st, plus VOD the next week. Curious?

‘Hellboy’ Trailer Breakdown: A Blood Bath Made for Fire Dragons and Jaguar Gods

If Spider-Man can get a reboot five years after his last film, and an animated spin a year after that, then Hellboy easily deserves another turn at bat eleven years since his last flick. While the Guillermo del Toro films are adored by several, they left a want from fans of Mike Mignola’s source material. Ron Perlman’s Red was a little less gothic, a little more…uh, del Toro-ish. I’m not here to bag on that, but I’d like to see something resembling the more gothic, broodier aspect of the books.

New director Neil Marshall swears that his take is far removed from the previous cinematic outings and that it sticks closer to the narrative of the comics. David Harbour’s Hellboy is gruffer, meaner, and happy to let the obscenities loose. The first trailer piqued our curiosity but left us scratching our heads. Is this Hellboy that different than what we’ve seen before? Is this the comic book come to life? Hmmmmm…

The healthier attitude is to shed preconceived notions. Dark Horse Comics recently republished Mignola’s entire run in affordable trade paperbacks. I suggest you check those out. They’re rad. They exist, and they’re their own thing. Same goes for the del Toro movies. Why don’t we just look at what Marshall has in store for us and try to judge it as its own thing? I know that’s hard for us fanatics. I’m speaking mostly to myself, here.

Alrighty then. As we thought from the first trailer, that’s not quite the Guillermo del Toro version, and it’s not quite the Mike Mignola comic book. That’s ok. Marshall and Harbour are rockin’ to their own heavy metal anthem, and you better join them or go running for the hills. We’ve got fire swords, fire crowns, fire dragons, blood showers, jaguar gods, bat gods, devil gods, and f-bombs. This new red band trailer is certainly trying to make a statement. Put your past aspirations of the character behind and let’s dig in.

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I tip my hat to you, mad men. With this fiery MPAA card, the marketers make a promise. What we’re about to see is so metal, blasphemous, and gnarly that the red band itself melts in its presence. Those that are desperate for a Hard R Hellboy get giddy in their seats.

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We knew that Marshall would be revisiting Hellboy’s origins, but I’m still a little surprised at how much we’re going to see of his re-birth on Earth considering what a significant moment it was in del Toro’s original. This first shot of the Nazi-occupied Scottish island is ominous enough. We hear Sophie Okonedo’s Lady Hatton explain to an offscreen, adult Hellboy that this is where “something was summoned from the depths of hell.”

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As she continues with “Something that would end mankind,” we catch a brief glimpse of the immortal Rasputin working through his Lovecraftian resurrection ritual before getting this long push into the villainous Von Krupt. Seriously, how many swastikas does one Nazi need? He’s overcompensating for something.

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We hear Harbour’s voice, “And this something that you’re worried about – did it show up?” Enter Laddy Hatton, Malcolm Frost, and Professor Bruttenholm (Ian McShane) packing one mean, fanciful shotgun pistol. Unlike the del Toro film, this version seems to keep true to the comic book’s opening, in which Hellboy failed to appear before the Nazis and instead materialized in East Bromwich, England. Another change between John Hurt’s Prof. Broom and McShane’s Prof. Bruttenholm is that this educator appreciates serious firepower. No wheezing, sick old man here.

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Laddy Hatton answers Hellboy’s question, “Oh yes, you did.” Look at this cutie! Adorable. Although, I have to wonder, why didn’t Hellboy know about his first steps on Earth? Did Bruttenholm simply not want to get into it with his adopted son, or is it an awkward thought that Hellboy has always fled. When you’re big and red, and you shave down your horns regularly, I guess you’re the type of personality that doesn’t like to ask too many genealogical questions.

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Harbour’s Hellboy harbors (heh) resentment towards dear old dad. He chastises Bruttenholm, “You made me a goddamn weapon” and the trailer puts a button on the moan with a blast from his gun.

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Cut to Daniel Dae Kim as Agent Ben Daimio getting to drop the first f-bomb of the trailer, “Where’s my fuckin’ violin.” This former Marine who died and returned thanks to a curse from a Jaguar cult has very little sympathy for a mopey beast of the apocalypse. Their relationship begins with the typical antagonism but eventually grows into mutual monster appreciation.

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The trailer turns its rendition of Deep Purple’s “Smoke on the Water” to eleven as Professor Bruttenholm introduces the villain of the piece – the fifth-century sorceress, Nimue the Blood Queen (Milla Jovovich). The witches of England gather ’round, ready to swear allegiance to the woman that promises to return the planet to the fairy folk. Man has ruined their realm and is unworthy of the land they stand upon. They gotta go.

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She “wants to bring down the curtain on London and the world” and she’s going to do that with an infestation of creepy crawlies. While this trailer may not be the dark and gritty scene Marshall was championing at last year’s NYCC; it’s definitely filled with –

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– bloody money shots! Hellboy joins “The Wild Hunt,” a group of British noblemen who spend their free time hunting giants. They’re not as welcoming as they first seemed, and Hellboy turns on their rank before taking on the brutes of a larger variety. Notice the flesh wound at the center of Hellboy’s chest. That could be an ordinary battle wound, or it could represent a more catastrophic assault. In the comic book mini-series “The Fury,” Hellboy finally reaches Hell after Nimue rips his heart from his chest, effectively killing him. While not tied to this scene in “The Wild Hunt,” Marshall could escalate matters so that we get to the fire dragons all the quicker.

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The bloody money shot from the other side. Marshall is really trying to go for the Fangoria crowd. I do not mind, but it’s furthering itself from the source material. Mignola’s books are more gothic than gore, and the foulest they get is an “Aw Crap” here and a “Son of a -” there. Shut up, Brad. The comics exist. Get over yourself. Let this be its own thing, dammit. Ok, ok.

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Alice Monaghan (Sasha Lane) seems to have discovered the ability to punch the soul out of a person’s body. As an infant, Hellboy saved her from a nefarious fairy, and now it’s her turn to fight off the magical folk that are up to no-good.

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Nimue asks Hellboy, “Why do you fight for those that hate and fear you?” Good question and a tempting enough reason to lure him to her dark side. She wants a demonic union with H.B., a king to rule beside her queen.

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“You were meant for this.” Hellboy takes hold of Excalibur, the legendary sword of King Arthur, and it alights at his touch. He is of royal blood. We get a few shots closer to the fire dragons. Oh yeah. Be patient.

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Out of the ashes and pits of hell, Nimue brings forth hellish kaijus Rasputin could barely comprehend. Londoners watch out; you’re shish kebab. Stab, stab, slice, slice. Your Tower Bridge is but a plaything for demons.

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“Haven’t we got to be saving the world or something?” Alice tools up, her enchanted brass knuckles allowing her to control and channel her soul-punching ability. She’s not going to sit back and play spectator to Hellboy’s warrior.

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Hellboy punches Daimio in the face with his Right Hand of Doom, “Let’s get your game face on.” In response, we finally get to see Danial Dae Kim have his Were-Jaguar in London moment.

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In a trailer filled with witches, giants, monsters, dragons, and demons, this is my favorite shot. Hellboy and Jaguar Daimio side-by-side, squaring off against an equally horrific creature. Whatever questions or qualms you might have about Marshall following in the footsteps of Mignola and del Toro have to fade away for a moment or two. This is badass.

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Charging at the heroes is Gruagach (voiced by Douglas Tait), the fairy imprisoned within a boar-shaped giant. He’s a furious beast with a massive grudge against Hellboy and the humans of Earth. He sides with Nimue because he’d rather watch the world burn than spend another second on it as this wretched pig. This is the smackdown I’m anticipating the most.

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We saw this exact shot of Camzotz (voiced by Mario de la Rosa), the bat-god luchador in the last trailer, but the digital artists took another pass on the beast, and he looks better than ever. Richard Corben, eat your heart out.

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The Baba Yaga’s chicken-leg house wanders through the woods. You either go with it, or you don’t, but Hellboy is a celebration of weird and wonderful mythology, and it doesn’t get much weirder or wonderful than a chicken-leg house.

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Inside, we’re gifted a quick shot of the Baba Yaga herself. She’s a real looker and a character that could have easily stepped off the set of Willow or Time Bandits.

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If you’re going to mess with the Queen of Blood, then you’re going to have to endure blood showers. It’s her kink. Hellboy doesn’t get much love in the comics, but it’s nice for these films to find him some romance in his unique way. Nimue love is fleeting though.

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Ah. Here we are. Hellboy in Hell, astride a fire dragon, wearing a fire crown, and swinging a fiery Excalibur. We have a new member to join our favorite cinematic dragons, and if anyone ever deserved to be airbrushed onto the side of an eighties van mural, it’s this guy. Hellboy steers the winged serpent through a crowd of the damned, jumping off the back of the beast to wage war on the denizens of Pandemonium.

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Nimue makes one last plea to Hellboy, “Be my king. We belong together you and I.” Ah, but this fella is not looking to get tied down. His response, “We do, but this is not going to work because I’m a Capricorn and you’re FUCKING nuts.” Gotta get one more in there – Hard R, people!

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To drive his point home, Hellboy rams Excalibur into a seal on the floor. He’s ripping open the gates of hell and taking the fight to the baddest of the bad. Is that Nimue? Or will he discover new threats below? I don’t know. I’m a little weary of Marhsall’s tone, but I also feel like if you give up what you want the character to be, or if you have no idea of what the character is, then this film could be an absolute silly blast at the movies. Whatever the case, my tickets are purchased.


Hellboy opens in theaters on April 12th.

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Official Trailer for 'Sobibor' About a Soviet Escaping from a Nazi Camp

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"We'll never forgive them again." Samuel Goldwyn Films has debuted an official trailer for the true story World War II survival thriller Sobibor, about the revolt and escape at the concentration camp known as Sobibór in Poland. The story goes that, after only three weeks imprisoned at this Nazi death camp in Poland in 1943, Soviet Officer Alexander Pechersky organized a mass revolt and prison break, successfully escaping and helping many of the other prisoners escape as well. Many of the escapees were later caught and died - but the rest, led by Pechersky, eventually joined the resistance. The film stars Konstantin Khabenskiy as Pechersky, who is also making his directorial debut on this film, with a full cast including Christopher Lambert, Mariya Kozhevnikova, Michalina Olszanska, Philippe Reinhardt, Maximilian Dirr, Mindaugas Papinigis, and Wolfgang Cerny. This seems to be yet another intense WWII concentration camp film, but with some hope considering they did successfully rise up against their captors. Check it out.

Here's the official US trailer (+ two intl. posters) for Konstantin Khabenskiy's Sobibor, from YouTube:

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Based on the true story, Sobibor tells of the heroism of Soviet Officer Alexander Pechersky. Sobibor was one of four concentration camps in Poland. Prisoners were not separated into two groups like many of the other camps: fit or unfit for work. Those who arrived in Sobibor were doomed for death. With the greatest odds against him, our hero managed to do the impossible — in only three weeks he organized a daring revolt, which aided the mass escape of Sobibor's condemned prisoners. Some of the escapees were caught and shot, but the rest followed Pechersky and managed to escape. They joined the resistance to fight the Nazis. Pechersky’s victory was such an embarrassment, the camp was dismantled at Himmler's order & Alexander considered one of the Great Russian heroes of WW2. Sobibor is directed by Russian actor now filmmaker Konstantin Khabenskiy, making his directorial debut. The screenplay is by Anna Chernakova nad Michael Edelstein, based on Ilya Vasiliev's book. This film sold at the Cannes Market last year. Samuel Goldwyn will release Khabenskiy's Sobibor direct-to-VOD starting April 2nd coming up. How does it look?

Andrew Scott in First Trailer for Backwoods Mystery Film 'A Dark Place'

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"You know what?! You don't know everything you think you know…" Shout Factory has released the first trailer for an indie backwoods mystery thriller titled A Dark Place, formerly titled Steel Country when it initially premiered at festivals last year. This disappearance mystery film played at the Edinburgh, Galway, and Busan Film Festivals last year, and is getting a small theatrical release this spring. When a young boy goes missing in a sleepy backwoods town, a local sanitation truck driver, Donald, plays detective, embarking on a precarious and obsessive investigation. Andrew Scott (seen in "Sherlock", Victor Frankenstein, Alice Through the Looking Glass) stars, with an indie cast including Bronagh Waugh, Denise Gough, J.D. Evermore, Griff Furst, and Sandra Ellis Lafferty. This actually looks solid, even if it is all a bit cliche.

Here's the first official trailer (+ poster) for Simon Fellows' A Dark Place, direct from YouTube:

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When a young boy turns up dead in a sleepy Western Pennsylvania town, Donald, a local garbage truck driver, takes it upon himself to play detective. He embarks on an obsessive investigation to prove that the boy had been murdered, leading to unthinkable and harrowing consequences. A Dark Place, also titled Steel Country originally, is directed by British filmmaker Simon Fellows, director of the films Blessed, 7 Seconds, Second in Command, Until Death, and Malice in Wonderland previously. The screenplay is by Brendan Higgins. This first premiered at the Edinburgh, Galway, and Busan Film Festivals last year. Shout Factory will release Fellows' A Dark Place in select US theaters starting April 12th this spring. Interested?

The Significance of Shorts at the Oscars

During that controversial time when the 91st Academy Awards planned to bestow some Oscars during commercial breaks, some critics proposed removing all three of the short film categories. Maybe break them off into their own ceremony, a la the Governor’s Awards, was one idea. The award for Best Live Action Short Subject was among the four that had already been cut. Few of the protests about the whole idea even mentioned that category alongside defenses of Best Cinematography, Best Editing, and Best Makeup and Hairstyling. But short films have been a part of the Oscars since their fifth year, and now is definitely not the time to let them go. Perhaps they could be revamped in some way, but not eliminated.

The reason the live-action shorts being quarantined wasn’t complained about as much may have had something to do with this year’s nominees in that category. They were a disturbing lot, and the expected and eventual winner was a pick that has been called everything from the actual worst winner of Sunday’s show to possibly the worst Oscar nominee in all of history. And the win for Skin was arguably made even worse by its acceptance speech. Either way, the Academy had an embarrassing situation on its hands. But why was the live-action short category to be sidelined and not the other two shorts categories? From what I’ve heard, the animation and documentary branches of the Academy have greater power. They also have their feature-length counterparts to typically latch onto during the ceremony.

Animated and documentary shorts also would seem to have more of an audience. The former variety of short-subject cinema has, since their introduction to the Oscars with the 1932 ceremony, been a theatrical staple. Animated shorts were part of the moviegoing experience, and even in the decades since these kinds of “cartoons” mostly left the big screen for television series, they often accompanied animated features and other family films in the theater. Even today, at least one animated short film nominee each year tends to have been viewed by millions theatrically as an attachment to some main release. This year Disney/Pixar‘s Bao, which won the Oscar, had that accessibility (via Incredibles 2). Actually, it’s usually a Disney production, though other major animation studios do it, as well. Disney’s are usually original works, however, while, say, Fox and Universal’s are mostly spinoffs from their theatrical and TV series properties.

As for the documentary shorts, they’re having a relatively unrecognized boom at the moment. Not since the beginning of the Best Documentary category in 1942, which initially could include both features and shorts (though that first year, they were all shorts) until a split was made two years later, have nonfiction short-subject films been so important. Back then, some were viewed theatrically by the public, others primarily by enlisted soldiers, and almost all of them were works of World War II propaganda. Today, short docs can be found through many online outlets, including the streaming giant Netflix, the fairly fresh endeavor Field of Vision, renegade reporter Vice, and segments of established media institutions such as the New York Times (Op-Docs), the Guardian, and the New Yorker. Not to mention HBO, where they’ve had a home for many years and now are also part of the cable channel’s internet and streaming presence.

All of this year’s nominees in the short documentary category could be found through one of those outlets ahead of the awards. Lifeboat via the New Yorker, Black Sheep via the Guardian, A Night at the Garden via Field of Vision, and End Game and Period. End of Sentence on Netflix, the latter of the two being a late add just weeks before the Oscars were held. All five contenders could be viewed as examples of doc shorts’ significance these days as substitutes for or supplements to the news and reportage of current events and trends, whether they’re covering important ongoing issues like the global refugee crisis or specific human interest stories or even contemporarily relevant histories. Doc shorts can’t just be this kind of new online journalism, however, to earn an Oscar nomination. They still have to qualify with a theatrical release or by winning a film festival award or a Student Academy Award. This year’s nominees got in by screening at and then receiving jury prizes at Sheffield, Rhode Island, Traverse City, Tribeca, and Cleveland festivals.

Of course, these days, the documentary short contenders also can be seen theatrically after they’re nominated as part of the ShortsTV (via Magnolia) distributed Oscar shorts programs. Unfortunately, the docs aren’t shown everywhere. They’re dismissed as being less appealing or in demand or something. On the ShortsTV site, I can see that in my own wide 500-mile radius, of the 106 theaters showing the shorts, only 44 of them are showing the docs. All locations save for one include the animated shorts and 102 are showing the live-action shorts. It’s no wonder — yet it’s still not right — that when all three programs are lumped together for box office accounting and reporting purposes that the docs only receive a 10-percent split of the net receipts from ticket sales versus 45-percent earned by the animated and live-action shorts categories apiece.

Of this year’s three shorts winners, Period. End of Sentence can be seen easily by millions of Netflix subscribers, Bao was seen by millions of moviegoers who saw it attached to Incredibles 2, and Skin is at least able to be rented on iTunes. While not all of the animated shorts were so widely seen, each was enough of a major property that at least one voting Academy member skipped the category in protest of especially Bao having “too much fucking money behind it,” and it’s true that the other four were made with Pixar equipment and/or by Disney animators or through relatively major outlets such as Ireland’s Cartoon Saloon and the National Film Board of Canada. But that same Oscar voter also claimed, “These are supposed to be categories to help little people break through and finally succeed.” (He also thinks Black Sheep “isn’t a documentary,” which is idiotic.) But is that true about these being breakout categories, and regardless, should the shorts awards have such a distinction?

The shorts categories certainly didn’t start out that way. The early animated and live-action nominees were produced by the likes of Walt Disney, Mack Sennett, and Hal Roach, were directed by established filmmakers and animators, and featured such stars as Laurel and Hardy and The Three Stooges. The early nominated documentaries were educational, newsreel, and propaganda films, many of them helmed by well-regarded directors, such as John Ford, though there were also notable newbies (Don Siegel, for instance) among the lot.

Over the years, it’s true that some important directors got their breaks or had early successes in film with live-action nominated shorts, including Richard Lester, Jim Henson, Taylor Hackford, Lexi Alexander, Andrea Arnold, Nacho Vigalondo, Taika Waititi, and Martin McDonagh. Some lesser-known and less-regarded filmmakers also got their starts there such as Vegas Vacation‘s Stephen Kessler and The Roommate‘s Christian E. Christiansen. Many actors made their first directorial efforts with Oscar shorts, too, such as Jeff Goldblum, Dyan Cannon, Peter Weller, JoBeth Williams, Griffin Dunne, and Peter Capaldi. But all of them were already famous figures in film, on screen. Meanwhile, already-successful directors such as Susan Seidelman, Kenneth Branagh, and Terry George have made nominated shorts at random points in their careers.

John Lasseter and Pixar, as well as Aardman‘s Nick Park and Peter Lord were recognized by the Academy in their early short pursuits. But especially since the former studio’s settled prominence, animation at the Oscars have included a lot of films by directors from such rooted companies, including Pixar. Some helming the shorts are first-time directors on their way to later handling a feature, but that breaking-out occurs through the studios regardless of their status with Academy members’ favor. As for the docs, some of the nominated filmmakers are recognized early in their careers and get a slight step up through the recognition, but there have also been a lot of returning names, most notably nine-time nominee and three-time winner Charles Guggenheim, as well as this year’s contenders Marshall Curry and Rob Epstein, who’d received multiple nominations and wins, respectively, for past feature docs they directed.

These aren’t the Student Academy Awards, which is obviously more of an introductory calling card kind of honor and a separate entity of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences. Winners there have included the prominent filmmakers Robert Zemeckis, Spike Lee, Cary Fukunaga, Jaco Van Dormael, Ken Kwapis, Lisa Gottlieb, Albert Magnoli, Todd Holland, Mark Herman, Lauren Lazin, Trey Parker, Bill Kopp, and future Pixar bigwigs John Lasseter (twice) and Pete Docter. More and more often, Student Academy Awards winners go on to be nominated at the main Academy Awards in the shorts categories (including Shane Acker‘s 9), which I find to be a slightly devaluing allowance, but that’s an issue for another time.

As for the idea that the shorts categories are a stepping stone. This simply isn’t true for most. This year’s three winning films will indeed mark breakthroughs for their respective winners, yet most of them are already on track for greater things. Skin‘s husband-wife director-producer team of Guy Nattiv and Jamie Ray Newman, who are already deep into their careers, debuted their feature follow-up, also titled Skin but not quite connected, at the Toronto International Film Festival last fall. And they’ve started their next project, a movie about a Holocaust survivor who comes to America and joins a cult. Bao director Domee Shi and producer Becky Neiman continue to work at Pixar, where Shi is helming her feature debut due in 2022. And Period. End of Sentence director Rayka Zehtabchi is adapting her 2016 doc short Madaran to a feature and then plans to move into dramatic film with the story of her Iranian family’s emigration to America in the 1990s. She and winning producer Melissa Berton, a high school teacher, also firstly hope the achievement leads to more menstrual pad machines like the one in their film being made and sent to India.

Shi is the winner to have the most plausible growth given her Disney-financed leap or even just a steady career given her Pixar employment. Looking back at the last 15 prior years’ shorts nominees and winners, the Pixar films among them have been the directorial debuts for eight of their 11 filmmakers, and only three of those first-timers have gone on to feature directing work, one of which was a co-directing gig through Pixar (Mark Andrews with Brave). The rest pretty much keep working on other Pixar projects. Overall, 29 animated short nominees (out of 75) marked debuts for their directors, but almost all of them were working animators at the time and most either continued primarily as animators on other projects or have only directed more shorts.

All other nominees in the animated shorts category were well into their careers working as directors of features (as notable as The Lion King, Pocahontas, and Ice Age) or shorts, including nine prior nominees, four of which were also prior winners. There’s no clear indication of any of them getting a boost from winning or being nominated, though Jeff Fowler‘s nomination (for Gopher Broke) may have contributed to his getting the gig for this year’s Sonic the Hedgehog more than a decade later, and likewise, Gary Rydstrom‘s (Pixar’s Lifted) leading to him helming Disney’s Strange Magic, Timothy Reckart‘s (Head Over Heels) to The Star, and Patrick Osborne‘s (Feast, Pearl) resulting in next year’s Nimona. Meanwhile, it’s no coincidence that longtime Disney animator Glen Keane wins an Oscar (for Dear Basketball) and now has an animated feature in the works at Netflix.

If “more of the same” is the usual effect of animated short directors being nominated, that’s an even higher probability for documentarians. Only 16 of the last 69 nominated films marked the debuts of directors, and even then a handful of those films were co-directed by experienced and in some cases previously nominated filmmakers. In this arena, instead of coming up as animators, a lot of documentarians started out as editors. Everyone else had made at least a doc short before, with 17 of them prior nominees, and of those, three prior winners.

The only certain signs of advanced careers are from Dan Krauss, a two-timer (The Life of Kevin Carter, which first won a Student Academy Award, and Extremis) now working on a dramatic remake of his 2013 feature doc The Kill Team, and Roger Ross Williams, who was noted with his win for Music by Prudence as the first African-American recipient of this Oscar and has since also been nominated in the feature category with Life Animated. We’ll likely see a lot of attention this year on The Last Truck helmers Steven Bognar and Julia Reichert, whose sorta sequel feature doc American Factory was the talk of the docs at Sundance 2019.

Documentarians do tend to take a long time on their films, of course, so it’s not surprising that 15 of the last 30 nominated directors (of the last 15 doc short nominees) haven’t followed up the honor with anything — yet. Four of the last five directors who won are not among those (and the one who is was the most recent), which would seem to indicate a plus for actually getting the Oscar, yet it’s also key that none of those five most recent winners were newbies anyway. Three of them were prior nominees and one of them was a prior winner.

As for the live-action nominees, the first four winners of the 15 that were honored before this year definitely went on to some success. There are the aforementioned auteurs Andrea Arnold and Martin McDonagh, plus 2004 winner Aaron Scheider (Two Soldiers), who made Get Low and the upcoming Tom Hanks vehicle Greyhound, and 2007 winner Ari Sandel (West Bank Story), who has gone on to helm The Duff and Goosebumps 2 and is currently working on Monster High. Other winning filmmakers in this category have advanced to more of the same or nothing at all or merely less successful features, as in the case of Anders Walter‘s I Kill Giants.

Nominees that didn’t win have fared less notably, though almost all directors of foreign-language shorts in this category in the past 15 years have seemed to get or continue to get regular work back home. Exceptions for American filmmakers and English-language films include 2009 nominee Daniel Barber (The Tonto Woman) with Harry Brown and The Keeping Room, 2013 nominee Bryan Buckley (Asad) with Sundance sensation The Bronze, 2014 nominee Mark Gill (The Voorman Problem) with the Morrissey biopic England is Mine, and 2016 nominee Patrick Vollrath (Everything Will Be Okay) with the upcoming Joseph Gordon-Levitt plane-hijacking movie 7500.

Only 16 of the live-action nominees were directorial debuts, but some of those were by former actors or other film workers, and four of them only ever helmed that one thing. Twelve of the non-winning nominees who had worked before haven’t had any directorial credits since, either, while three winners are in the same boat, including The Shore‘s Terry George, previously a well-established filmmaker. However, another of those three, The Phone Call‘s Mat Kirby, has been in the news with projects in development. The other is 2018 winner Chris Overton (The Silent Child), who probably has something cooking but he’s too new an honoree to tell.

Fortunately, all these shorts filmmakers are reeling in the cash from the distribution of their work thanks to all their accolades, right? Well, it’s good that the nominees do now earn some money from the theatrical programs, which keep increasing in grosses year to year (the 2019 crop is currently at $3.2 million). And ShortsTV also brings in some profit via their VOD run. After that, though, there are all kinds of possibilities, good and bad, for where these films wind up. We can count on a lot of doc shorts nowadays being on Netflix or another of the aforementioned online platforms, and all the Disney and Pixar and Fox shorts can be found on DVD and for purchase digitally. Thank goodness for the web in general for most shorts access, and special gratitude goes out to the rising number found on the free service Kanopy.

Here’s a breakdown of how many films of each category is available and where:

Best Documentary Short nominees 2004-2019 (69 titles)
Digital reantal/purchase (iTunes, Amazon, etc.): 17
Netflix: 5
Amazon Prime: 3
HBO: 8
Fandor: 2
Kanopy: 6
New York Times Op-Doc: 2
New Yorker: 3
Hoopla: 1
Tubi: 1
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (officially free): 7
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (unofficial or unconfirmed as legit): 15
Totally unavailable (that we could find): 21

Best Animated Short nominees 2004-2019 (75 titles)
Digital rental/purchase (iTunes, Amazon, etc.): 32
Netflix: 1
Amazon Prime: 5
Fandor: 3
Kanopy: 5
New Yorker: 1
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (officially free): 15
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (unofficial or unconfirmed as legit): 43
Totally unavailable (that we could find): 4

Best Live Action Short nominees 2004-2019 (75 titles)
Digital rental/purchase (iTunes, Amazon, etc.): 22
DVD compilation: 6
Amazon Prime: 7
Fandor: 8
Kanopy: 10
New Yorker: 2
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (officially free): 18
YouTube/Vimeo/Dailymotion/etc. (unofficial or unconfirmed as legit): 21
Totally unavailable (that we could find): 7

Obviously, the distribution of short films could be better, particularly for Oscar nominees and winners. Even though the numbers of totally unavailable titles aren’t that high, there’s also the matter of all the unofficial copies streaming on sites like YouTube and Vimeo that are an issue. These tend to be low-quality uploads. A good percent of the official uploads and postings on these sites directly from their directors are not that much better quality, either. The best you’re going to get is with the low number of titles for rent and purchase and the minimal amount available at subscription-based outlets.

It’s worth noting that Amazon Prime seems to be getting more into the shorts game, but surprisingly neither HBO nor Netflix (which is really becoming the new HBO in many ways) put out their share of short documentaries but not short animated or live-action works. I’ve long wondered why Netflix and even Prime and Hulu don’t pick up fiction shorts. I also will never understand why so many of HBO’s docs, including the shorts, aren’t available on their streaming platforms. Netflix Originals don’t ever expire, so why do HBO Originals? Most of the HBO productions before 2012 are not on HBO GO, with The Last Truck being an exception probably because of the upcoming release of American Factory. And one nominee since 2012 is missing.

Netflix subscribers watch documentary shorts. They’d watch animated and live-action shorts. In the age of online streaming, audiences aren’t picky about runtimes. Fandor has had them mixed in with the rest of their library quite well, but Fandor is going away. Most of the streaming services that are coming up are studio based and, outside of Disney+ likely including Walt Disney Animation and Pixar shorts, there’s not going to be much in the way of short-subject films to be found in these places. Kanopy stepping up with hosting shorts is great (they’re already showing this year’s animation nominees One Small Step and Weekends), though not a lot people know about Kanopy yet.

If there are enough Academy members to care that the Oscars continue honoring shorts, they should extend that honor to them being seen. Get rid of the stigma as well as the reputation that these are the equivalent of student films and test reels. Look through the nominees and winners of the last decade and a half and you’ll see that many filmmakers appear to be lifers when it comes to shorts cinema. The Academy and the industry and the public need to recognize that. And the reverse works, too, that if more shorts are out there for the public, those awards categories won’t be looked at with such blank stares by telecast viewers, including many diehard film fans. Or ever thought to be a disposable lot again.

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‘Furie’ Review: Come for Veronica Ngo, Stay for Veronica Ngo

You might not know her name, but you probably know her face. Veronica Ngo stars in 2017’s Star Wars: The Last Jedi in the brief but pivotal role of Paige Tico, and that same year saw her streaming into millions of homes as a badass elf in Netflix’s Bright. Those films both had large audiences, but her best work has been in far smaller movies that allow her the opportunity to flex both her acting chops and her fighting skills. The Rebel (2007), Clash (2009), and Once Upon a Time in Vietnam (2013) are terrifically entertaining action pics from her native Vietnam, and now, after dabbling in big fantasies and Hollywood productions, she’s back on familiar ground with thrilling, adrenaline-pumping results. Furie is worth the wait.

Hai (Ngo) is a single mom who pays the bills by working as a hard-hitting debt collector and enforcer in a small coastal community outside Saigon. She left a far more glamorous life behind in the city after becoming pregnant and running afoul of some bad people — people worse than even she had let herself become. It’s not ideal, but she and young Mai are safe. Well, until they’re not. Mai is abducted one morning at the market, and while Hai gives a spirited chase she’s forced to watch as her daughter is driven off into the distance by unknown abductors. She quickly realizes the men have taken her to Saigon, and she immediately follows with a single goal in mind. She’s going to find her daughter and kick any ass foolish enough to stand in her way. Okay, two goals…

The plot basics of writer/director Le-Van Kiet‘s Furie couldn’t be more basic — it’s a story found in numerous action movies and most famously memorialized in the Liam Neeson-starring Taken (2008) — but the action genre isn’t typically measured on the originality of its plots. Someone is abducted or killed, and someone else with a particular set of skills makes those responsible pay. The trick is in the execution, and on that front Kiet and Ngo are firing on all cylinders alongside fight choreographer Kefi Abrikh (Mission: Impossible – Fallout, 2018) and action director Yannick Ben (Ghost in the Shell, 2017). The action is crisp and exciting, the drama hits as hard as Ngo punches, and it’s photographed with an eye for beauty.

Viewers familiar with Ngo’s Vietnamese films already know she’s a charismatic and talented performer, both as an actor and a fighter, but Furie sees her step up her game with a powerhouse performance that forces you to pay attention. From the loss of her child to the realization that she’s knee-deep in a ring of villains responsible for kidnapping and killing children, Hai’s journey is one fraught with blood, bruises, and terror. Ngo sells the pain, and she’s equally convincing as an ass-kicker. Female heroes in this kind of tale often have to learn the skills necessary for revenge, but Hai merely has to unleash what she already knows. Chase scenes, brutal fights, and exhilarating set-pieces follow including fisticuffs on boats, trains, and motorcycles.

It all looks fantastic too. The fights obviously impress, but even the more peaceful moments captivate thanks to sharp cinematography. The bright and lush greens of rural Vietnam are simply gorgeous, and the electric-lit cityscape does its best to compete. Kiet lights Hai’s urban antics with giallo-like colors that work to create an unsettling atmosphere as she takes each new corner and faces each new threat. It doesn’t have the budget of something like Atomic Blonde (2017), but it occasionally touches on a similar aesthetic with colorful visuals and an angry, ass-kicking woman storming her way through.

The film does lean on flashbacks a bit too frequently to tell its story, but their repeated presence is only part of their problem. The content of the flashbacks is also more than a little redundant and unnecessary. We catch on early in the film to her less than savory past and the pure love she has for Mai, but both are frequent topics of flashbacks as if to remind viewers again and again that Hai used to be bad but now she’s good! We get it. And then we get it again. And again.

Other choices in the script, though, absolutely shine. Allowing Hai to be a badass from the very beginning is refreshing, and that attention to strong female characters isn’t limited to the lead. Her past life involved running her own shady business empire, and after leaving it behind another woman stepped in to take charge. The bad guys she’s after aren’t actually all guys with the baddest among them a woman prone to dishing out beatdowns without warning. The only male in a position of real power is the detective working the missing kids case, but even he needs Hai’s help. The film doesn’t make a big deal about these powerful women in positions of control, but it’s a touch worth noticing.

Furie‘s story won’t surprise you with originality, but it does deliver the goods in its action-heavy tale of a mother’s love for her daughter. You’d think by now movie villains would learn to target kids with apathetic parents, but nope. But hey, their loss (of life) is our gain (of thrilling entertainment).

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David Harbour Kicks Ass in Second Trailer for Neil Marshall's 'Hellboy'

Hellboy Trailer #2

"Why do you fight for those who hate and fear you?" Summit + Lionsgate have debuted a badass second trailer for the new Hellboy movie, directed by Neil Marshall (of Dog Soldiers, The Descent, Doomsday, Centurion). This fresh reboot of the live-action Hellboy series re-casts the main role, with David Harbour playing the big red guy with horns and a stone arm. Hellboy is forced to work the B.P.R.D, cleaning up nasty paranormal bad guys for the government (in London this time). The primary cast includes Milla Jovovich, Ian McShane, Daniel Dae Kim, Sasha Lane, Thomas Haden Church, Penelope Mitchell, Sophie Okonedo, Brian Gleeson, and Kristina Klebe. They went all out on the violence this time, especially with an R-rating, and it clearly shows. Whether that makes it a better movie, we'll have to wait & see. I will say - this trailer is badass!! Love the music, the action looks killer. I'm still excited to see how this turns out.

Here's the second red band trailer (+ new posters) for Neil Marshall's Hellboy, direct from YouTube:

You can still watch the first official trailer for Neil Marshall's Hellboy here, to see more badass footage.

Hellboy Poster

Hellboy Poster

For more info and updates on this new Hellboy, follow @HellboyMovie or visit their official website.

Based on the graphic novels by Mike Mignola, Hellboy (David Harbour), a demon caught between the worlds of the supernatural and human, battles an ancient sorceress bent on revenge. This new Hellboy is directed by English filmmaker Neil Marshall, director of the films Dog Soldiers, The Descent, Doomsday, and Centurion previously, as well as a segment of the anthology film Tales of Halloween, and a few episodes of the latest "Westworld" and "Lost in Space" TV shows. The screenplay is written by Andrew Cosby and Christopher Golden, based on the Dark Horse comic books first created by Mike Mignola in 1993. Featuring music composed by Benjamin Wallfisch. Summit + Lionsgate will release Marhsall's R-rated Hellboy movie in theaters everywhere starting on April 12th coming up in spring. Who's planning to see this in theaters?

Review: Lines of Flight—Christian Petzold's "Transit"

Christian Petzold’s latest film Transit—his third consecutive period piece, second successive literary adaptation, and first theatrical feature to not star Nina Hoss in quite some time—continues what might be described as the German director’s ongoing European project. It is telling that the title of his 2000 feature The State I Am In, after which last year’s New York retrospective of his work was named, suggests a filmmaker concerned with taking the pulse of a nation. Adapted from Anna Seghers’s 1942 novel of the same name, drawn from the writer’s experience of fleeing to Mexico during World War II, Transit completes Petzold’s self-dubbed “Love in Times of Oppressive Systems” trilogy, comprised of the 1980s spy-melodrama Barbara (2012) and his post-WWII Vertigo-facelift Phoenix (2014). From its first frame, though, one would be forgiven for echoing the enduring refrain of David Lynch’s Twin Peaks: The Return (2017)—for though Transit is nominally a period drama set in 1940s France, it’s one that makes no pains to accurate representation. What year is this?
Opening in Paris at the beginning of the German occupation, the film picks up on Georg (Franz Rogowski), a 27-year-old audio technician tasked with delivering a set of documents to Marie (Paula Beer), the wife of an author referred to only as Weidel. The writer, we soon learn, is dead—but only Georg knows this. Thereafter, Transit unfolds exclusively in Marseille, a seaport that Petzold limns with a kind of functional elegance—all sleek reflective surfaces and jarringly modern spaces, lit with burnished orange hues long before the city would have adopted the requisite sodium-vapor lamps. The action, such as it is, revolves around a few key locations: the Mexican consulate where Georg is mistaken for the writer (which allows him to apply for passage); the café where he later meets with Marie, who awaits her husband’s arrival, but has taken up with a doctor in the interim; and the apartment of Driss (Lilien Batman), a half-Algerian kid whose father died en route to Marseille and who now looks to Georg to fill this paternal vacancy. Mostly, though, there's the waiting—plus the fact the the freedom so longed for is embodied, rather perversely, in the cruise ships that mill about the city's port, which call to mind Jean-Luc Godard’s Film socialisme (2010) and that film's portrait of a neoliberal Europe adrift at sea. The ocean liner that Godard filmed on was the Costa Concordia, whose route was the western Mediterranean, including the port of Marseille. The vessel sank in 2012.
Petzold’s then-is-now gambit is not unprecedented: Chantal Akerman’s Portrait of a Young Girl at the End of the ‘60s in Brussels (1994) drolly evokes a pre-May 1968 political moment within a then-contemporary cityscape, thereby delineating what had been gained or lost, or just gone unrealized in the time since. But with its modernist formal construction, conscious attention to film history (particularly an interest in genre templates), and leftist political critique, Transit bears the features associated—variously, contentiously—with the Berlin School, a designation taken from the German Academy of Film and Television Berlin (DFFB) where Petzold, Thomas Arslan, and Angela Schanelec matriculated in the 1990s. A 2006 Senses of Cinema article titled “The Berlin School — A Collage” (translated and republished from the Austrian film magazine kolik.film) attempted to trace the term’s context and history, while a 2010 postscript looked at its value in describing a shared film-political perspective between a loose network of directors, as well as its limitations in capturing their aesthetic divergences. (Schanelec, at least, seems to have set out for more alien, unclassifiable territories than her colleagues.) When the latter was written, the Berlin School had accrued modest, though not decisive levels of recognition. But with the relatively recent release of Maren Ade’s Toni Erdmann (2016)—swiftly followed by Valeska Grisebach’s Western (2017), Petzold’s Transit (2018), and Ulrich Köhler’s In My Room (2018)—the Berlin School seems to have finally broken out.
Whatever one might think of the individual filmmakers associated with the Berlin School, the designation carries an unquestionable whiff of academicism, which skeptics have been quick to use against the works in question—and not entirely without reason. For detractors, these films are bound by equivocating intellectualism, predigested, evincing an interest in demotic genre forms, but containing none of their raw pungency. (Though in the case of the above-mentioned, such charges don't quite account for Ade's touches of genuine madness, Grisebach's feel for the elemental, and Köhler’s sense of wonderment.) And though the relative ease or difficulty in writing about a work of art should not, in itself, be a marker of value, these films might raise suspicion for their sheer readability and drum-tight construction. Perfectly composed and thought-through, they seem at once to invite critical commentary and, paradoxically, make one feel that such engagement is rather beside the point.
Such assessments are, to me, apposite to both Barbara and Phoenix, in which Petzold’s consummate formal elegance constrains the potential resonances of the stories in question. With Transit, the issue might seem to be compounded. (Armed just with basic knowledge of its source material and defining formal gambit, one could easily furnish a mid-length review.) In illustrating the fundamental paradox of the transit visa—that to stay in a country, one must prove that one intends to leave—Transit defines itself through studied oppositions: by delineating the horizontal space of physical distance and the vertical space of time; by melding rigorous realism (with a particular attention to labor, hence the procedural scene of Georg fixing a transistor radio) and uncanny, somnambulistic rupture; and by evoking a melodrama while sculpting around its emotional valence. Historical repetition; a dialectical movement between past and present; the post-WWII diaspora and the current refugee crisis—these are the concerns that plainly reverberate through Petzold’s latest.
And yet, such characterizations don’t account for the heady, scintillating experience of actually viewing the thing. As it covers terrain that’s particularly, if not exclusively intellectual, Transit sets the mind aflame. (A typically generative instance: Georg's anachronistic reference to George Romero’s Dawn of the Dead [1978], which one could take as a critique of neoliberalism or late capitalism, an evocation of the characters’ zombified movements through the port city, or as a corporeal counterpoint to the film's conceptual ghost story.) But for all of its clear, “readable” lines of thought—which one might ascribe to the enduring influence of the late Harun Farocki, Petzold's closest DFFB collaborator to whom the film is dedicated—its movements eventually reach a rather knotty endpoint. So if Transit stands, in my estimation, as the most successful of the trilogy, this is because its incessant, destabilizing ruptures—a temporal, rather than spatial vertigo—finally push beyond its “oppressive” system; or, at least, capture an aching, sorrowful desire to do so.
In a key departure from the novel, whose clear model is Franz Kafka’s The Castle, Transit shifts its narration from Seghers’ unnamed subject to, we later learn, a character of no consequence at all: the bartender at the café where Georg and Marie often find themselves amidst the film's roundelay of missed connections and phantom movements. Though at first glance redundant, seeming to verbalize what we already see, the narration pushes further, as if positing parallel stories and possible worlds that remain just on the porous borders of reality. Petzold’s precise framings emphasize the self-sufficiency of any given location, seen most clearly during Georg’s escape from Paris, with the stark image of a truck hold rendered in monochrome shades of blue (a color that, as in Barbara, is linked to escape). But because Transit at all points feels haunted by portentous prolepsis, the frame is further overlaid with an image of shifting train tracks—literal lines of flight that one would do well to take, lest one fall into the film's sundry temporal recesses.
As we are reminded, Marseille is a port city, so as Seghers' nameless protagonist lingers by the docks, he ruminates on “the remnants of crushed armies, escaped slaves, human hordes who had been chased from all the countries of the earth, and having at last reached the sea, boarded ships in order to discover new lands from which they would again be driven; forever running from one death to another.” This is, explicitly, a raconteur’s domain, where marauders and adventurers and refugees and survivors swap stories in an attempt to stave off debilitating boredom, the particular anguish of just waiting around for the next ship to weigh anchor. In a scene at the Mexican consulate, a jaded woman monologues—in Georg’s presence, but to no one in particular—about the presumed states and fates of others suspended in a similar limbo. The passage may obliquely recall a sequence in the Berlin Wall-era time capsule Wings of Desire (1987), where the camera floats across a subway train surveying various weary faces, revealing their untold worries and hopes and pains. But the differences are stark, for there are no angels here, no languid, graceful movements—only static, enclosed frames, and the banal hell of a waiting room.
If the primary impression created by Seghers’ novel is of Kafkaesque bureaucracy, Petzold’s adaptation evokes an almost Lynchian liminality. One would be remiss to overstate the connection between the two directors, hailing as they do from different generations and filmmaking traditions—but watching Georg and Marie move along their intersecting, but never synchronous orbits, through doors rhythmically opening and closing, with offers accepted, refused, or just allowed to expire, one might get a hint of Lost Highway’s Möbius-strip trajectory or Inland Empire’s uncanny sensation of endless free-fall. And, at bottom, is the plight of the refugee not the same as that of Twin Peaks, in which the home becomes something malevolent, pernicious, far beyond inhospitable? (While we’re on the matter, it’s worth mentioning that Petzold’s TV movie Dreileben: Beats Being Dead contains one of the most effective jump scares since the diner in Mulholland Dr.) Of course, there’s also the omnipresent shadow of Vertigo (1958), crucial to Lynch's practice, and which, though not as present here as it is in Phoenix, manifests in Georg’s dual role as deceiver and savior, as a man merely running from one death to the next.
Transit eventually builds to a final image of piercing expectation: the fundamental longing of one for another. But Petzold makes no attempt to conceal the fact that this is a tale told to us—perhaps for the first time, likely not for the last—by a mere observer. This tragedy of searching and waiting—the "shifting phantasmagoria" of actual experience, as Joan Didion would put it—though once a matter of life and death, is now, one might say, just a stranger’s dream. (Beats being dead, perhaps, but has anyone asked Laura Palmer that?) While in transit to Mexico, Seghers reportedly said that she felt "as though I had been dead a year." But of course, she didn't die; she crossed the Atlantic and completed her novel—and who knows what tales she heard along the way? This is history, repeated. This is a story, repeated. This is a story. Knowing this, how then shall we live?

Rami Malek Will Continue to Play The Villain

For most Oscar-winning performers, picking up the Best Actor prize is a career highlight. It should be a cause for celebration, an acknowledgment that one has made a positive contribution to the world of cinema. Unfortunately for Rami Malek, though, his recognition for his turn as Freddie Mercury in Bohemian Rhapsody has garnered the wrong type of attention.

Of course, that was always going to be the case considering that he starred in a Bryan Singer movie. Singer, an alleged rapist, had a sordid history long before Bohemian Rhapsody was even an idea. However, when further sexual abuse allegations emerged back in January, Bohemian Rhapsody’s award campaign became further steeped in controversy. Despite all the positive takeaways from the 2019 ceremony, Bohemian Rhapsody’s inclusion will forever associate the event with Singer’s personal woes.

Malek hasn’t done himself any favors lately, either. When confronted with questions pertaining to the allegations against Singer –that have been public knowledge for years — the actor claimed that he “was not aware” of them prior to making the movie. Maybe Malek was telling the truth, but the fact he spent an awards campaign avoiding questions about the movie’s director wasn’t the best move on his part. Understandably, people have been mad at him.

That’s not the end of Malek’s recent bad press, either.

Last week, the actor sparked an internet backlash for calling Mercury “a gay man” in his Oscar acceptance speech. The real Queen frontman was bisexual, and despite Malek’s speech honoring the singer for being “unapologetically himself”, he did come across as uneducated about his subject. It was an unfortunate addition to the disastrous Bohemian Rhapsody press cycle, but I’m willing to give Malek the benefit of the doubt here. He made a silly oversight, but his speech was well-intentioned.

Since Malek is currently an acclaimed Oscar-winning actor and an internet bad guy, he’s the perfect choice to play a main villain in a hotly-anticipated blockbuster. Variety shared the news that he’s close to signing on 007’s adversary in Bond 25, a role that he previously had to turn down months ago due to his Mr. Robot commitments. Now that his schedule has freed up and his star power is at an all-time high, the timing couldn’t be better to be offered this awesome opportunity.

Variety also reports that three more major roles are set to be cast. These include two female leads, both of whom will be accomplices of Bond. The other part is for an CIA agent who will also be an ally of our favorite secret agent. It is rumored that Billy Magnussen is the top choice to play the latter, but whether or not he’s been officially offered the gig yet remains unclear. The film is expected to enter production this spring, with an April 8, 2020 release date planned at the time of writing.

As for Malek, he’ll be hoping that these developments and rumors divert attention away from recent events. This is a role that will keep him firmly in the public eye, but that’s due to the magnitude of Bond 25 as a movie that people are looking forward to seeing, as opposed to any notable scandals. May it stay that way. If Malek can avoid further negative press then he’s going to have an amazing career.

At the end of the day, Malek is a good actor and an exciting addition to any cast. With Bond 25 he’ll remind people of that. He didn’t handle the Bohemian Rhapsody campaign very well, but that shouldn’t define him as a performer or as a person. Hopefully, he’s learned some valuable lessons from that experience that will inspire him to work with better people going forward.

By all means, hold Malek accountable for recent mishaps, but the only person associated with Bohemian Rhapsody who deserves the long-term brunt of our criticism is Singer. I’m just looking forward to seeing the actor getting back to what he does best, and his inclusion in Bond’s upcoming milestone movie has made it even more must-see.

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