Sunday, January 22, 2012

Film #4 Days of Heaven

Terrence Malick, Director, Auteur, Artist. In 1978 Mallick directed his second film which was for me, a recent high school graduate at the time, nothing short of a revelation. Suddenly I realized that movies could be so much more than entertainment - that they were in fact an art form. Lyrical and breathtakingly beautiful, Days of Heaven, as I think of most of Mallick's work, is a poem. A piece of art that effects you not only intellectually, but more importantly emotionally and often even physically. Yes, physically - just try and not draw a deep breath when the camera suddenly reveals to you the flight of a bird, the wind passing over the prairie grass or the deadly dance of flames. When I think of this film I recall those images and the story they tell, a story that at times seems to be working independently of the one being told through the dialogue. 



The sheer power of this film is lost on a small screen and Days of Heaven should never simply be watched, it should only be experienced on a large scale as the sights and sounds of this film flow over us -  casually draped across a matter-of-fact voiceover delivered by Linda Manz.

In the end, as with any great work of art, Days of Heaven relies on the viewer to complete its' artistic mission. And whether you come away struck by the themes of progress and a changing culture, the haunting story of love and loss or by the raw power of nature and its' indifference to man, this film stays with you and will continue to evolve within you.While many try to over intellectualize this and other Mallick films, for me, they will always be best understood and enjoyed when viewed through the lens in your heart rather than the one in your brain. Days of Heaven is a film that simply happens to you.





Friday, January 13, 2012

Film #3 North By Northwest

Alfred Hitchcock and Cary Grant. Okay, I could stop right here and you'd have all the explanation you need as to why this film is on the list. North by Northwest is two pros at the top of their game. The perfect Hitchcock mix of mystery and wit, with the perfect leading man for the material. Jimmy Stewart, while great in the films he did with Hitchcock, always seemed to keep both feet firmly planted on the dark side of those roles, Grant, on the other hand, dances between the cross country thrill ride, urbane comedy and romantic road picture so effortlessly that we often forget just what genre of film we're lost in.

This was one of the first films I remember deconstructing in a college film appreciation class, specifically the iconic attempted murder via crop duster in the corn field scene, but even while I was studying Hitchcock's shot selection, I kept coming back to the twisting, keep you guessing, plot and the first-rate performances. Grant plays Roger Thornhill, the stylish Manhattan advertising exec, with just enough hapless everyman to keep us connected. Mysterious and beautiful, Eva Maria Saint is cool and seductive as the woman on the train and of course James Mason and Martin Landau are great as the evil sophisticates.

If you haven't seen North By Northwest in a while, or God forbid, you've never seen it, drop it onto your Netfilx list and when it arrives, throw in some microwave popcorn and sit back and remind yourself what going to the movies is all about.

Monday, January 9, 2012

Film #2 - Diner

In 1982 Barry Levinson, who was primarily know as a writer (the Carol Burnet Show & screenplays for the Mel Brooks films - High Anxiety and Silent Movie in the 70's), made the first of his "Baltimore films" with Diner. Levinson took a group of relatively unknown actors that included -  Mickey Rourke, Steve Guttenberg, Tim Daly, Kevin Bacon, Daniel Stern, Paul Reiser and Ellen Barkin and created a film that, though set in 1959 in Baltimore, transcends time and place. Diner is short on real narrative plot and long on character and though there is the upcoming marriage of Steve Guttenberg's character, Eddie, and the football quiz he is requiring his fiancĂ© to pass before hand, Diner is mostly about a group of friends and how they are dealing with impending adulthood. Again, it's all about the writing, (though I have read that Levinson encouraged improvisation among the actors) and scene after scene is filled with purely character driven dialogue that paints a vivid picture of these guys and their relationships.

Daniel Stern's Shrevie, the only one in the group who has already walked down the isle, shares a classic women are from Venus, men are from Mars scene with Ellen Barkin, who plays his wife Beth. Shrevie is outraged by the way his wife has mishandled his record collection. Not only has she placed a James Brown album under the "Js" but she's put him in the Rock-n-Roll section instead of R&B! Beth ask what he's getting so crazy about it's "just music." but to Shrevie it's so much more. He tells her that every one of his records is special and when he listens to them they take him back to certain places and times in his life. Movies do the same thing and in 1982, when this film was released, I had just finished college and this group of friends and their late night diner conversations reminds me so much of time I had spent hanging out with my own college friends and the conversations we'd shared (or at least how funny and quick-witted I wish our gab had been).

Diner is the film that introduced me to Barry Levinson, one of my favorite directors (one who's work will appear again on this list) and each time I watch it, I'm reminded of the fact that while plot might make films move it's character that makes them breathe.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Film #1 - Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid

In 1969 Director George Roy Hill and screenwriter William Goldman turned the western genre on it's head with this unforgettable film. Teaming major superstar Paul Newman with a much lesser known Robert Redford this film refreshed one genre and created a new one - the buddy film.

Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid makes this list for several reasons. It's the first film I remember seeing multiple times, so many in fact that I knew virtual every single line (just ask my college roommates whom I drove crazy by saying them along with the actors). The thing that makes this film so special for me, is that as I studied film and as I would see it again and again, new things would take center stage. The use of music, especially in the Bolivian robbery montage, changed the way I perceived music in film and how they could work together.

In the end it's all about good writing and Goldman's screenplay is packed full of memorable scenes and lines that will pop into my head even if I haven't seen the film in a while. Like Aaron Sorkin today, Goldman's dialogue flows from the character's mouths like notes from a Mozart concerto. We all know that no one in real life is as witty or eloquent as this but hey this is art - a narrative film not a documentary.


From stunning cinematography to well rounded characters, from comedy to tragedy Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid has it all. No wonder it winds up on so many best of all time lists. So I thought it a fitting film to kick off the list. Remember now, these films are listed in no particular order, I'm not saying this is the single best film or even my all-time favorite, just a good way to kick off the list. 2012 is just underway and there are 99 more to go, So, stay tuned. and remember, as Butch said,
"Boy, I got vision and the rest of the world wears bifocals."

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Manhattan - Day 55

Today I made my way up to MOMA to take in the deKooning retrospective. An incredibly interesting show that spans the entirety of the artist's career. Despite his brilliance, there is, in my opinion, a noticeable drop off in the mid-seventies. Although I think the sculpture that he created during the seventies was really interesting - in fact much more so than the paintings. Still, the fact remains - all the work pales in comparison to the five women painting he created in the 50s.


After the de Kooning exhibited, I took in the rest of the museum and was pleasantly surprised to come upon two of the museum's pieces by Bob Indiana. American Dream #1 and the sculpture Moon. I had walked through the room contain the Pop art and was disappointed not to see Bob represented. Two rooms later I found him grouped with the other artists that lived and worked on Coenties Slip. Bob, who never liked the term Pop art, and doesn't consider himself such, would be happy instead to be grouped with his old friends Agnes Martin, Jack Youngerman and of course Ellsworth Kelly.



Manhattan - Day 54

Today was another beautiful fall day and as usual I started my day off with a walk through the village. Readers of this blog know that I had previously declared Perry as my choice of streets on which to live. Well today, yet again, I found myself walking the length of Bleecker Street, I realized that it is my favorite strolling street in the city. Starting up at Abington Square, the most beautiful crossroad in Manhattan for my money, and continuing across 7th south and then crossing 6th you can watch as Bleecker changes from the home of high fashion to the Bleecker of old.







Monday, November 7, 2011

Manhattan - Day 53

Hiked over to 7th & 18th this morning with a large box of clothes on my shoulder. After dropping it off at UPS - destination Dana Point California, I headed down to the village where I had a large coffee and a equally large doughnut that I had no business eating. Walking home up Washington, I spotted this mostly worn away ad on the side of a building.


And the colors just keep coming.  Later I turned up 20th toward the gate at GTS and was greated by this view. Just had to snap a pic.


Manhattan - Day 52

Autumn, Glorious Autumn

This morning I pulled on a jacket and scarf and strolled out into the wonderfully crisp autumn air, bathed in the clean early morning light of fall. Off through the West Village, I walked all the way down Bleecker Street, ending up on Bowery. I decided to continue on, all the way over to Tompkins Square Park. After spending some time in Tompkins Square, I made my way back to Washington Square Park where I sat and soaked up the morning sun. There is nothing better than a warm fall day.