NEWSTALK 1010: “This whole world’s wild at heart and weird on top.”
I join John Moore of NewsTalk 1010’s “Moore in the Morning” to discuss the life and work of iconoclastic director David Lynch.
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I join John Moore of NewsTalk 1010’s “Moore in the Morning” to discuss the life and work of iconoclastic director David Lynch.
Listen to the whole thing HERE!
I join the Bell Media Radio Network national night time show “Shane Hewitt and the Night Shift” to talk about the influence of filmmaker David Lynch.
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I join NewsTalk 1010 host Jim Richards to talk about the life and legacy of David Lynch, who has opassed away at age 78.
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SYNOPSIS: In the new Netflix action comedy “Back in Action” Jamie Foxx and Cameron Diaz star as retired CIA spies drawn back into action when their secret identities, and quiet family life, is compromised. “I always knew you guys were lying about something,” says daughter Alice (McKenna Roberts), “but I never thought you were cool enough to be spies.”
CAST: Jamie Foxx, Cameron Diaz, Kyle Chandler, Glenn Close, Andrew Scott, Jamie Demetriou, McKenna Roberts, Rylan Jackson. Directed by Seth Gordon from a script he co-wrote with Brendan O’Brien.
REVIEW: After appearing together in the 1999 sports drama “Any Given Sunday” and 2014’s all-singing-all-dancing “Annie” remake, Jamie Foxx and Cameron Diaz reteam for the amiable Netflix action comedy “Back in Action.”
Tasked with pulling off a dollop of romance and large-scale action, all set against a backdrop of a “Married with Kids” style family comedy, the frequent co-stars bring versatility and charm to the predictable, but entertaining story.
Diaz, in her first movie in a decade, reminds us why she was such a commercial and critical success before she stepped away from the spotlight. Toggling between relatable mom and kick-ass spy, she delivers the funny and some high-flying action.
Foxx makes short work of Matt. Like Diaz, he makes the mix-and-match of action and comedy look easy and shares effortless chemistry with his co-star.
As the kids, McKenna Roberts and Rylan Jackson ably assist the headliners, with Jackson delivering some of the movie’s funniest lines. “They’re not criminals,” he says of his parents. “They belong to a pickleball league! They watch HGTV!”
Glenn Close shows a previously unseen flair for action (no spoilers here) and British comedian Jamie Demetriou takes a role we’ve seen before—a bumbling fool who aspires to greatness—and milks it for all it is worth.
It’s the characters and performances that make “Back in Action” a bit of distracting fun.
The movie itself delivers on its promise. There are laughs and a big action set piece every fifteen minutes or so, but, story wise, there isn’t much here we haven’t seen before. It plays a like a sequel to a movie that doesn’t exist, something that seems familiar, but you can’t quite put your finger on where you’ve seen it before.
“Back in Action’s” story may be as generic as its title, but although predictable, it’s still an old-school crowd pleaser.
SYNOPSIS: Pamela Anderson hands in the performance of her career in “The Last Showgirl,” a new film now playing in theatres, about sudden endings and new beginnings.
CAST: Pamela Anderson, Jamie Lee Curtis, Dave Bautista, Brenda Song, Kiernan Shipka, Billie Lourd, and Jason Schwartzman. Directed by Gia Coppola.
REVIEW: To paraphrase Ernest Hemingway, Shelly Gardner’s (Anderson) job as one of the lead showgirls in a mid-market revue called Razzle Dazzle came to an end in two ways, gradually, then suddenly. An avatar of old Vegas’s glitter and excess, Shelly’s brand of fantasy burlesque has slowly fallen out of favor, replaced by bottle service, DJs and the hallucinogenic eye candy of The Sphere. She’s a relic of another time, blinded by her costume’s sequins to the realities of the changing world around her. “Las Vegas used to treat us like movie stars,” she says ruefully.
The setting of “The Last Showgirl” is very specific. From the darkened backstage dressing rooms to the sun dappled strip and neon drenched casinos it’s a singular place, but the film’s messages regarding ageism, regret, resilience and reinvention are universal. As an avatar for everyone who feels chewed up and spit out by a job, Shelly discovers, the hard way, that the thing she loved—her job—didn’t love her back.
As Shelly, Anderson plumbs previously unseen depths. Famous for decades, she has never been given the opportunity to sink her teeth into a role like this, one that allows her to play off her reputation as a sex symbol while deftly commenting on the way show business can cruelly abandon those who have given their lives to it. Her presence brings poignancy to the film, but this isn’t simply the stunt casting of a woman who was similarly betrayed by the biz. Anderson delivers the goods, doing a high wire act, playing Shelly as simultaneously steely and vulnerable.
She’s very good in this, and her work is sweetened by the fact that while Anderson may have been a Shelly at a certain point in her career, she is now on the rebound, defying expectations and giving herself a much-deserved new act in life.
Anderson is ably supported by Jamie Lee Curtis as Annette, Shelly’s best friend and former showgirl. Now an overly tanned cocktail waitress, Annette finds herself increasingly pushed aside in favor of younger servers, but she loves the life and is unwilling to walk away. Her performance to Bonnie Tyler’s “Total Eclipse of the Heart” is a showstopper, at once sad yet defiant.
“The Last Showgirl” is a touching story about women tossed aside from jobs they love, but it’s also a universal story of resilience in the face of being let go from a dream job, no matter what the profession.
SYNOPSIS: “Wolf Man,” now playing in theatres, is a new take on the 1941 Lon Chaney Jr. horror classic. Set in the Pacific Northwest, the story sees Blake and his family barricade themselves inside a farmhouse following an attack by a strange feral creature. “What was that thing? It sounded like an animal. But I swear to God it was standing on two feet.” As the animal lurks outside something insidious begins to happen inside the house. “’What’s wrong with Daddy?” asks daughter Ginger.
CAST: Christopher Abbott, Julia Garner, Matilda Firth, Sam Jaeger, Ben Prendergast, Benedict Hardie, Zac Chandler, Beatriz Romilly, Milo Cawthorne. Directed by Leigh Whannell.
REVIEW: The Wolf Man has always been a tragic figure. A man and a monster, the cursed character is an unwitting victim of an animal bite that transforms him into a bloodthirsty werewolf. Through no fault of his own he is a villain, but, as “Wolf Man” suggests, he’s also a victim. “What’s happening to me?” Blake asks.
The story begins as Blake’s (Christopher Abbott) estranged father goes missing and is presumed dead. When Blake inherits his dad’s rural Oregon property, he sees an opportunity to mend his tattered marriage to Charlotte (Julia Garner) with a trip away from their big city San Francisco life.
With daughter Ginger (Matlida Firth) in tow they set off, but as the trio approach their destination, they’re attacked by someone, or something. Locking themselves inside Blake’s isolated childhood home, Charlotte notices changes in her husband’s behavior. Blake says, “’It’s a little too dangerous for us to go outside right now,” but as he begins to transform, the real danger may already be in the house.
Director Leigh Whannell’s take on the werewolf story has as much to do with David Cronenberg’s “The Fly” as it does with George Waggner’s 1941 “The Wolf Man.” Gone from the traditional werewolf story are any religious or supernatural elements. This is a story of an infection—or, as one character calls it, “a disease” typical to the rural region—and the life changing effects it has, not only on Blake, but also on his family.
It’s an allegory, with a horror twist, for any disease that strips away physical and mental health.
Blake’s transformation into a beast happens slowly. He doesn’t collapse behind a desk and emerge as a hairy handed gent. As his humanity gradually slips away his teeth fall out, his senses are heightened—a spider crawling up a wall sounds like an eight-legged timpani drum—and his grip on reality erodes. Whannell uses POV shots to illustrate the otherworldly visions Blake sees, effectively displaying how his take on the world is changing.
The horror here comes from Blake’s transformation, his struggle to contain the beast within as Charlotte and Ginger stand by, watching the man they once knew slowly disappear.
As such, it’s also a family drama, a love story of a sort and a monster movie that never lets go of its humanity.
But this is also a movie that wants to deliver scares. To that end there is dimly lit atmosphere, some creepy shadows and the odd jump scare but, as Blake shifts from victim to villain, Whannell stages gorier moments—like one involving a bear trap—that will linger in the memory.
“Wolf Man” is ambitious in its reinvention of the werewolf myth as an allegory for sickness. Light on plot and dialogue, it delivers its message effectively, even if Julia Garner, so great in “Ozark,” isn’t given more to do. In a performance that is mostly wide-eyed and reactional, she often disappears into the film’s thick atmospherics.
Despite that, “Wolf Man” is a smart reinvention of a story we’ve seen many times before.
SYNOPSIS: “The Seed of the Sacred Fig,” a new political thriller now playing in theatres, is the story of Iman, a newly appointed Revolutionary Court investigating judge in Tehran. The job’s perks—more money and a nice apartment—bring with them the expectation that he will do as he is told, without question. His authoritarian government bosses force him to sign death sentences, rubberstamping them without seeing evidence of any crimes that may have been committed. When the death of a young woman sparks national protests, Iman’s life spirals into mistrust and paranoia, as his daughters Rezvan and Sana struggle to be heard.
CAST: Soheila Golestani, Missagh Zareh, Mahsa Rostami, Setareh Maleki, Niousha Akhshi, Amineh Arani. Directed by Mohammad Rasoulof.
REVIEW: A damning portrait of life in a theocracy, “The Seed of the Sacred Fig” is a family drama shaped as a political thriller. Director Mohammad Rasoulof infuses the story with heavy hearted humanity as the film, which clocks in at two hours and forty-seven minutes, slowly becomes a Hitchcock-esque study of paranoia and familial horror.
The pacing and storytelling are deliberate and straightforward. Rasoulof, who shot the film in secret on location in Iran, builds tension incrementally as Iman’s (Missagh Zareh) household, and his behavior toward his wife and daughters begin to echo the oppressive actions of the state toward a youth movement developing on the streets.
Solid, if occasionally harrowing, performances bring the viewer into the action. Understanding the impact of a theocratic authoritarian government is hard to wrap one;s head around, but made easier as an allegory within the increasingly troubled relationship between Iman, his wife Najmeh (Soheila Golestani) and their daughters Rezvan (Mahsa Rostami) and Sana (Setareh Maleki).
It’s a fascinating, microcosmic way to comment on the larger systemic issues. There is a car chase through the Iranian desert and a protest scene, which open up the film’s claustrophobic chamber piece nature, but, to avoid detection by Iran’s government, Rasoulof uses mobile phone footage of actual protests in the streets of Tehran. Coming at the end of the film, it’s a startling way to connect the fictional story with real life events.
By the time the end credits roll “The Seed of the Sacred Fig” proves itself to be a searing depiction of abuse of power.
From Cineplex: This January, Cineplex will celebrate the cinematic genius of acclaimed director David Fincher, offering moviegoers a rare chance to revisit his films on the big screen as part of the Classic Films series at Cineplex. From the tension-filled psychological thrillers The Game (1997) and Panic Room (2002) to innovative narratives in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button (2008) and The Social Network (2010), Fincher’s unparalleled body of work has cemented his place as one of the most influential directors in modern cinema.
Audiences can rediscover the brilliance of Fincher’s filmography throughout the month of January with eight of his films screening nationwide, including a special 30th anniversary IMAX presentation of the gut-wrenching mystery, Se7en (1995) starring Brad Pitt and Morgan Freeman available in select theatres.
Each screening will be preceeded by an introduction by film critic Richard Crouse.
Tickets to Se7en in IMAX are now on sale. Tickets to all regular screenings go on sale Friday, December 13. Tickets are available on Cineplex.com, the Cineplex App and in-theatre.
The great Sam Moore of Sam & Dave passed away yesterday at age 89. The world is a better place because of the songs, like Hold On! I’m Comin’, When Something Is Wrong with My Baby, Soul Man and I Thank You, he and Dave Prater left behind.
I met him in 2001 or 2002 at the Cannes Film Festival when he was promoting a documentary (by the legendary D.A. Pennebaker) called Only the Strong Survive. It is a look at the soul singers of the 1960s – Sam Moore, Carla Thomas, Wilson Pickett, The Chi-Lites, Ann Peebles and Mary Wilson — and what they are doing now.
I met Moore and his wife Joyce on a patio overlooking the ocean at the American Pavilion. Moore looked fit and trim, with the grin of a man who has been there and back, happy to have made it through.
I asked him to explain soul music. Why is it different than pop music? He sang part of his answer. “It’s all in the phrasing and the attack,” he said, before singing a line from a pop song, then bending and caressing the notes the way he would sing it.
Listening to him, up-close-and-personal, was breathtaking. I’ve heard his music all my life, and here he was opening the vault to reveal his secrets.
His voice gave me goosebumps the size of oranges.
Listening to him sing, sitting next to me on a beach in France, was otherworldly, but his vocals were earthbound, anchored by experience, gospel and soul. It was a masterclass in singing from the heart.
Celebrity interviews often don’t add to much, but listening to Moore’s voice singing just for me was magical, a masterclass in performing straight from the heart, and I have never forgotten it.
Rest In Power Sam Moore.