Outtakes: Oscar Nominated Shorts

For the fourth year in a row, all 15 Oscar nominated shorts – animated, live action, and documentary – will find screen time at the Gateway Film Center (1550 N. High St). The run is a Gateway exclusive and an excellent opportunity for Oscar completists to get a chance to peek at some nominees that could otherwise go unseen.

According to Gateway president Chris Hamel, his theater gets the exclusive run because the series has done well for the theater.

“We’ve done a little better each year,” he says. “Last year we sold out several screenings of all three programs. I think that is the primary reason the distributor sticks with us.”

And what drive’s Hamel’s interest in booking the series? “As an Oscar buff, I really just want to see everything before they announce the winners,” he admits.

The animated program includes lighter fare than recent years. Disney’s slight, romantic “Paperman”, Pes’s brief but fun “Fresh Guacamole”, and the quickly recognizable “Maggie Simpson in ‘The Longest Daycare’” – following the wee Simpson through a day at the Ayn Rand School for Tots – are here for grins.

For something a little heavier, Minkyu Lee’s “Adam and Dog” unspools an origin story for domesticated animals, while the real charmer, Timothy Reckart’s “Head Over Heels”, offers a bittersweet love story likely to take the prize.

Oscar does like its devastating live action shorts, and the 2012 list does not disappoint. Tales of war torn childhood woes and the punishment of Alzheimer’s populate the series and promise to wring tears. From the daily lives of little boys growing up in the rubble of war comes both Afghanistan’s “Buzkashi Boys”, and Somalia’s particularly fascinating portrayal, “Asad”.

Yan England’s “Henry” boasts a poignant turn from Gerard Poirier as the titular concert pianist plagued by old age and the mystery of his lost love, while “Curfew” offers some very sketchy adventures in babysitting.

For something darkly surreal, “Death of a Shadow” spins a ghostly love story set against the violence of WWI.

This year’s nominated documentaries explore human connections among the elderly, the terminally ill, and the homeless. Intimate, moving , and surprisingly hopeful “Inocente”, “Kings Point”, “Open Heart”, “Redemption”, and “Mondays at Racine” feel more like a theme-driven series than a set of disparate but excellent shorts.

It’s the quality and the rarity that draws Hamel year after year. “Personally, I consider it a necessity to bring films to Columbus that may not have otherwise played here. These short films, obviously all of high quality, allow us to present something to Columbus film fans they can’t see anywhere else.”

For more information, visit www.gatewayfilmcenter.com and theoscarshorts.shorts.tv.

Originally published on Columbus Underground

Outtakes: Buy a Ticket, Save a Film Series

Cinema Classics, WCBE’s weekly program that eavesdrops on film-related conversations between John DeSando and Johnny DiLoretto, boasts a freeform broadcast of informative, insightful, sometimes argumentative discussions. John and Johnny pick a cinematic topic – from a classic flick to the importance of Oscar nominee ages – and hash it out every Thursday night at 8 o’clock.

Says DiLoretto, “Cinema Classics started as a spinoff of John DeSando’s It’s Movie Time show. He asked me if I wanted to work with him, and I said, ‘Yes, but if you want to do this, it’s going to be all conversational, off the cuff and improvised.’”

DeSando reluctantly agreed, and an award-winning show was born. “It’s been great. John and I have been friends for years, we have an instant rapport, and what’s great is that Cinema Classics has become whatever we want to talk about.”

This Friday night, they’re inviting you to join them live and in person as their program spills over into Johnny’s other gig as the director of operations at Gateway Film Center, which has added its own Cinema Classics film program. John and Johnny will be on hand as the film center screens Raging Bull as part of that series.

But hurry, this may be a limited offer.

According to DiLoretto, the program was intended to be a monthly series, which he and DeSando were to help Gateway president Chris Hamel curate.

“It launched last September,” says DiLoretto. “We kicked off with Dr. Strangelove, then we did Touch of Evil, then I convinced these guys to book Tootsie in November. But what happened was, it was football season and nobody came.”

Nobody?

“Nobody. Literally nobody to Tootsie, and I had to put myself on the line for that one. One of the best comedies of all time, I was thinking. Who wouldn’t want to see this movie? They don’t make movies like this anymore, it’s great! And zero people came.”

It was time to regroup.

“I told Chris, we don’t have to do a movie series. Maybe we regroup after the new year, or maybe we just scrap it. But let me see Raging Bull on the big screen first,” said DiLoretto. “Then you can scrap it.”

Hamel remembers it somewhat differently.

“How did he say we ended up with Raging Bull?” Hamel asked. “It was me. I wanted to see Raging Bull.”

“Raging Bull is kind of Chris’s gift to me,” counter-claims DiLoretto.

Whatever the reasoning behind it, Cinema Classics returns for perhaps the last time to the Gateway this weekend, offering Scorsese’s masterpiece boxing biopic. Robert DeNiro delivers a searing performance as boxer Jake LaMotta – one that nabbed him a richly deserved Oscar – in a film dripping with brutality, humanity, pathos and rot.

The violent ballet of the boxing sequences and the primal glory of DeNiro’s performance, all filmed in sparkling black and white by Oscar nominated cinematographer Michael Chapman, beg for the big screen treatment. And maybe cocktails.

“We’re not doing a whole lot built around it,” says DiLoretto. “I am just saying, unofficially, I will be available and John will be available an hour before the movie, so we’ll have some drinks, we’ll talk, whatever you want. And if you want to hang out after the movie and discuss it, we will too. I love cocktail fueled conversation about movies.”

The whole thing puts DiLoretto in an optimistic mood.

“You know what? This really is a great idea, to show these movies. And I want people to come see this film on the big screen. It’s one of my favorite films. It’s an astonishing film and it features one of the most amazing performances. So, if we can get an audience here to see it, maybe there will be another Cinema Classics screening.”

And if not?

“I don’t care, because I will have seen Raging Bull on the big screen.”

 

originally published on Columbus Underground

Outtakes: Fearless Oscar Picks

 

That’s right, fearless, because we’re not afraid to go on record saying Daniel Day-Lewis will win for “Lincoln.” Hey, sometimes you gotta go with your gut.

 

Best Picture

“Argo”

 

Best Director

Steven Spielberg, “Lincoln”

 

Best Actress 

Jennifer Lawrence, “Silver Linings Playbook”

 

Best Actor

Daniel Day-Lewis, “Lincoln”

 

Best Supporting Actress

Anne Hathaway, “Les Miserables”

 

Best Supporting Actor

Tommy Lee Jones, “Lincoln”

 

Best Original Screenplay

Mark Boal, “Zero Dark Thirty”

 

Best Adapted Screenplay

Chris Terrio, “Argo”

 

Best Animated Feature

“Brave”

 

Best Foreign Language Film

“Amour”

 

Best Documentary

“How to Survive a Plague”

 

Best Cinematography

Claudio Miranda, “Life of Pi”

 

Best Original Score

John Williams, “Lincoln”

 

Best Original Song

Adele & Paul Epworth, “Skyfall”

 

Best Animated Short

“Head Over Heels”

 

Best Live Action Short

“Asad”

 

Drugs are Bad…Mmmkay?

 

By George Wolf

 

In the first few minutes after we meet the main character in Snitch, he utters the line, “I’ve been rolling the dice all my life.” Ugh.

Normally, an eye-rolling opening such as this does not bode well for the rest of the film. Happily, though, Snitch is able to squeeze a nice bit of human drama into an otherwise standard Hollywood whitewash of a complex issue.

Snitch is, as they say, “based on true events” that occurred when a man named James Settembrino went undercover for the DEA in exchange for leniency toward his son’s sentence after a first-time drug offense.

The film version centers on construction company owner John Mathews (Dwayne Johnson), a successful businessman with a new wife and child. When his estranged son from a previous marriage agrees to hold a package of drugs for a dealer, all involved quickly learn harsh realities about mandatory sentencing.

John’s pleas to the federal prosecutor (Susan Sarandon) go for naught, so he offers to help the Feds nab more major players in the drug trade.

Johnson has made his mark as a action star, which might explain pairing him with director Ric Roman Waugh, a longtime stunt coordinator still fairly new to helming feature films. There certainly are action sequences, but Snitch works best when Waugh dials it down to focus on smaller moments.

Particularly effective is a side plot involving John’s employee Daniel (Jon Bernthal of The Waking Dead). Daniel is an ex-con trying to distance himself from his drug-running past, but John needs him for an introduction to a local dealer named Malik (a menacingly good Michael Kenneth Williams).

Waugh wrings palpable tension from John’s foray into the drug world, and Bernthal skillfully articulates Daniel’s internal struggle, giving the film the emotional pull that should have come from John and his family.  Those scenes, flush with overwrought writing and uninspired acting, barely rise above the level of a daytime soap.

The problem really isn’t Johnson, who pulls off his best performance to date. Wisely, his massive physique is kept under wraps as much as possible, in an effort to paint John as little less Superman and a little more common man.

Unfortunately, the superhero element eventually wins out, and the film walks away from the moral ambiguities it was contemplating to instead deliver an over the top finale clearly designed to draw empty applause.

 

3 stars (out of 5)

 

 

Outtakes: Party Like a Movie Star

by Hope Madden

Oscar party? Hells yeah!

MaddWolf will celebrate Hollywood’s biggest night by annoying people with our jocularity at the 16th Annual Drexel Red Carpet Bash. (Seriously, last year a woman pooped on the party by shushing us, saying, “I don’t appreciate your banter.”) So come on out to the Drexel (2254 E. Main St.), witness the mayhem, and feast your eyes on Bradley Cooper by way of the theater’s brand spanking new digital projection system.

Oscar Night Co-Host George Wolf will bring his “A” banter while Hope hands out a fantastic assortment of prizes. How can you partake? Just bedeck yourself in a Hollwood-themed costume for a chance to win. For those less bedeckable, you might also answer some trivia, or beat us all with your Oscar picks (which could win you a full year of free movie tickets!).

Take in the glitter and glam on the big screen, take home some fun prizes, and enjoy a cash bar and tasty, free hors d’oeuvres from local restaurants. What’s not to love?

So join MaddWolf, won’t you? This Sunday night, help us ring in Oscar with the Drexel folks and their sparkling new digital theaters. Tickets are $30 in advance / $35 at the door. (DREXEL MEMBERS are $20 in advance / $25 at the door.) The event begins at 6:30 and runs until the last statuette is given to Ben Affleck for the best picture he (apparently only adequately) directed.

Hope to see you there!

For Your Queue: Affleck Proves his Mettle as Director

After racking up several big wins this awards season, Argo has emerged as the favorite to win Best Picture this Sunday at the Academy Awards. If you didn’t catch it in theaters, you can bring it home this week on DVD, and you’ll be glad you did. The true story of how a CIA operative got six hostages out of Iran in 1979 by posing as a film producer, Argo is simply fantastic moviemaking.

Working with a smart, taut script by Chris Terrio, director Ben Affleck expertly layers political intrigue with Hollywood deal-making. He also crafts an effective period piece, with a sharp eye for details that not only recreate an important slice of history, but also foreshadow more recent international events.

Though you already know how it ends, Affleck infuses Argo with tension and urgency. Regardless of his perplexing snub in Oscar’s Best Director category this year, Affleck, after just three directing efforts, has emerged as one of the best in the business.

Honestly, he showed the skill right from his directing debut in Gone Baby Gone…

Four-year-old Amanda McCready has gone missing in one of Boston’s rougher neighborhoods. Not the neighborhood of Will Hunting and his buddies, because this is not Ben Affleck’s Oscar winning turn as screenwriter. This film is Gone Baby Gone, Affleck’s first, hauntingly successful attempt at directing a feature film.

The director’s kid brother Casey, in fine form, plays a baby-faced PI working his neighborhood connections to find the girl as the mystery plays out among Boston’s nickel-and-dime drug dealers, mules, perverts and ex-cons.

Gone Baby Gone is a complex work examining place as an existential determiner, using setting as character, and plumbing the validity of conscience, all the while developing a disturbingly absorbing mystery. And though the mystery itself tailspins into something less than the story deserves, the final moments of the film remind the audience again of the craftsmanship that went into creating a film you may have missed back in 2007, but you need to see now.

Yippi Ki Yawn

 

 

By George Wolf

 

Okay, full disclosure:  the original Die Hard is my all time favorite movie.

One of that film’s many great qualities is, back then Bruce Willis’s John McClane character was a regular guy in extreme circumstances. While each of the three sequels has been at the very least decent, McClane himself has morphed into more of a wise-cracking superhero.

That has never been more true than in A Good Day to Die Hard, the fifth, and definitely the weakest, in the series.

This new adventure has John traveling to Russia, where there apparently is no police force. He’s there to help his estranged son Jack (Jai Courtney) out of a jam, but John is barely out of the cab from the airport when things start exploding, drawing father and son into a ridiculous yarn involving a Russian political prisoner and a secret file.

There may have been an acceptable action flick at the heart of Skip Woods’s script, but director Jon Moore (Max Payne) buries it under misguided pacing and wretched excess.

The extended car chase that kicks off the film becomes downright tedious, setting the stage for a film that never has a chance to build any tension or interest. Though the film’s finale does boast some action that’s worthy of the Die Hard name, getting there just isn’t enough fun. Moore keeps his foot on the gas until he abruptly stops for some father-son bonding time, and much of the film feels slapped together (the bad editing job doesn’t help matters).

Producers may be grooming Courtney (Jack Reacher) to take over the franchise, but his charisma, in this effort at least, is lacking.

Sadly, so is the film.

2 stars (out of 5)

 

Hey, your sandwich is talking to you

by Hope Madden

“You don’t choose the soy sauce. The soy sauce chooses you.”

If you hear these words while holding a bratwurst to your head like a cell phone, it would seem the soy sauce has indeed chosen you, as it has Dave and John in the mind-bender John Dies at the End.

Slacker vigilantes hunting the supernatural, Dave (Chase Williamson) and John (Rob Mayes) “handle unusual problems.” Like dealing with that meat monster in the hot girl’s basement – things like that. How did they come to this occupation? Well, that’s just what Dave is going to explain to a curious journalist (Paul Giamatti).

The tale he spills comes together in shades of Cronenberg, Burroughs, and Philip K. Dick, spun with the sensibilities of Sam Raimi circa Evil Dead. And that, my friends, is fine company.

Directed by Don Coscarelli (best known for Phantasm, but personally beloved for Bubba Ho-Tep), John Dies offers a fun hallucination on film. Its trippy logic doesn’t hold up for the full running time, but it’s certainly never dull, it boasts some fun cameos (Clancy Brown is particularly cool), and its “whatevs” style of clever remains surprisingly enjoyable.

3 stars (out of 5)

Do Not Mess with The Formula!

 

By George Wolf

 

Rule number one:  do not  mess with the formula (I know it’s not really rule number one, but we’re not supposed to talk about the real rule number one so this is the fake rule number one, now shush!)

The formula in question comes courtesy Nicholas Sparks, whose novels, from Message in a Bottle to The Notebook and beyond, have all become films with very recognizable elements. Attractive, lovestruck people in an idyllic setting are kept apart by emotional damage, family tragedy and ties to the past but somehow fight through the melodrama to find each other just in time for a tear-filled finale. And rain, don’t forget getting soaked by rain.

So far, the films have ranged from heinous to barely watchable.

The latest, Safe Haven, ranks as one of the better efforts. Not good, but at least a wee bit of an improvement.

The quaint setting this time is Southport, a small town in North Carolina that seems a perfect landing spot for Katie (Julianne Hough), a young woman running from..say it with me..her past.

Is she emotionally fragile, and pretty? Why yes, and so is local nice guy Alex (Josh Duhamel), the single father who is still reeling from the death of his wife.

Even if you haven’t read the book, you’ll guess most of the rest, though director Lasse Hallstrom (Chocolat) does an admirable job of exercising some restraint as long as possible.

In the end, though, the emotional manipulation ingrained in each Sparks story will not be denied, as secrets from both Katie and Alex’s past collide in a melodramatic mess.

But wait! Sparks then adds the coup de grace, a shameless device that, though easily omitted to benefit the film version, showcases the formula so well all you can do is tip your hat in disgust.

These stories aren’t designed to be average. They are meant to be remarkable, if only for the sheer bombast of their sentimentality, and Safe Haven will keep the customers satisfied until the next installment.

2 stars (out of 5)

 

 

Hail! Hail! Rock and Roll!

 

By George Wolf

 

When Nirvana blew up the music scene with their 1991 album Nevermind, they drew instant comparisons to many legendary bands of the past.

Fleetwood Mac wasn’t one of them.

But to business owner Tom Skeeter, Nirvana was “Fleetwood Mac all over again,” as both bands recorded their breakthrough records at his Sound City recording studio during periods when it was badly in need of success stories.

Now, former Nirvana member Dave Grohl tells the story of that legendary studio in Sound City, his informative and endlessly entertaining documentary.

Grohl, who has gone on to massive success with Foo Fighters and various producing projects, proves an able documentarian, filling the story with a genuine love for the human element in music and indeed, in all things.

Through interviews, still photos, and some classic behind the scenes footage, Grohl traces the history of LA’s Sound City. It was, by all accounts, a dump of a place that just happened to have a great staff, a first rate drum room and one of the best recording consoles in the world.

Word spread quickly, and as early critics (like Tom Petty’s producer, caught on camera saying “this place should be firebombed”) became converts, Sound City played host to a litany of big names.

Of course, the rise of digital recording posed a threat to Sound City’s traditional methods. Grohl brings the story full circle by recruiting such legends as Trent Reznor and Paul McCartney to illustrate how, in the right hands, the two approaches can effectively mesh.

A sentimental yearning for “the way things used to be” is hardly groundbreaking, but Grohl and his friends present a solid case for less digitized rock and roll. For music geeks, Sound City is a must, and even casual fans will be won over by the film’s humor, heart, and passion.

Rock on!

4 stars (out of 5)

 

Hope Madden and George Wolf … get it?