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8/10
"You're the one to watch, Franz."
5 February 2005
Directed by Diane Keaton, this is a beautiful, child's eye view of a difficult but enlightening period in a young boy's life. From Franz Lidz's autobiographical book, it's the story of his experiences coming to terms with his mother's cancer (described to him by his father as "a very bad cold"), and the changes within his family brought about by her illness. Offered little more in the way of explanation or reassurance by his father who is naturally overwhelmed with losing his beautiful wife (well-played by Andie MacDowell), the boy bonds for the first time with his two endearingly oddball uncles. The emotional aspects and situations are expressed subtly but richly, with a warm cinematic vision.

John Turturro is excellent as the boy's father, who we see as being rather cold and cerebral, always preoccupied and dismissive. The father is a genius, the mother tells her son, explaining that his scientific mind might make him seem like he's from another planet, but to try and cut him some slack and learn to appreciate him. His true feeling and human quality is finally exposed when, during an extended study of his face late in the film, Turturro shows us all the emotion of this brilliant young man who is helpless in the face of his wife's devastating disease.

The certifiably mad Uncle Danny is played by Michael Richards, who is finally given the opportunity to bring his Kramer, of Seinfeld fame, to a fully realized and hilariously paranoid characterization. Going to live for a time with Uncle Arthur and Uncle Danny, the boy, Steven (re- named "Franz" by his uncles and played impressively by then 12-year-old Nathan Watt) experiences a look into his family history and decides to study for his Bar Mitzvah, contrary to his atheist father's wishes. He also cleverly engineers a solution to the "Lindquist Problem" (a war the uncles have going on with their landlord), and learns to care for and about the two of them. Thus he returns home to his immediate family and his dying mother, newly confident and better equipped to cherish the remaining moments of her life.

This is a special movie and I couldn't recommend it more highly. There's no sense of the maudlin where it might have gone that way, but there is great humor that will be enjoyable to a wide range of ages.
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10/10
3 Little Fish
30 January 2005
I saw this movie when it was released and just watched it again, in its entirety, for the first time since. This means that I'm completely discounting the horribly butchered version I saw on Bravo (for shame!) a year or so ago. They didn't just bleep out the expletives as you would expect, whole scenes were cut, leaving the work so diluted I almost forgot why I had loved it. It was like Jaws without teeth!

Revisiting books, films or any work of art first experienced in youth can be very interesting, and I found that watching The Last Detail through my now (# unspecified!) year-old eyes was one of the many times something turned out to be even better the second time around. I guess that makes it a classic.

For those that don't know, this is the story of two career enlisted Navy men who are assigned the dreary detail of delivering a young seaman to prison in Portsmouth, NH, where he will serve an eight year sentence for attempting to swipe $40 from their commanding officer's wife's favorite charity box. It's obvious that poor Meadows, played by Randy Quaid, has been thrown to the dogs for his offense, receiving a dishonorable discharge from the service in addition to the excessive prison term, but this is the Navy and our boys must do as ordered. It's a sh*t detail, but it will take them out of their insulated and listless existence on base "in transition" - that is, waiting for assignment to sea duty - and they quickly formulate a plan to relieve themselves of their charge as fast as possible and spend the bulk of the allotted time and money remaining to party the way good sailors do, namely drinking and whoring.

Enter young Meadows, and the master plan takes on a life of its own as the seemingly hardened "Bad Ass" Buddusky (Jack Nicholson) and "Mule" Mulhall (Otis Young) find themselves caught up in Naval-infused fraternity with the childlike Meadows. Resigned to his fate, the hapless swabbie's frustrating passivity is fuel to Baddusky's pugnacious nature, and Mulhall and Meadows are swept along with Chief Signalman Bad Ass on a journey of discovery. From teaching him how to get his hamburger served the way he likes it (with the cheese MELTED, thank you very much), to facilitating the loss of his virginity (Carol Kane is perfect as the young prostitute), this is really a "buddy" movie at its finest.

In the final frames, we watch the two lifers stroll out of the shot in lock-step, "Anchors Aweigh" piping, as they're off to reestablish themselves as individuals for a brief moment before returning to the shelter of their sacred family that is the US Navy.

There's nothing sappy about this film, don't get me wrong. There's a definite hard edge to it and life as a Naval enlisted man is not romanticized in any way. Visually, it's quite somber from our side of the screen, and the military music in the score is to music, as the military justice in the story is to justice. There are some fabulously funny moments, and of course, Nicholson kills in this part that no one could have played better. Otis Young is really good as the "cooler head" who doesn't want to get himself jammed up in any way but who is none the less down with showing Meadows a good time. It's Randy Quaid though, who impressed me most on this viewing. He played the ingenuous, candy bar-filching boy just right, and I'm afraid in retrospect that he got typecast as the big, goofy dumb guy as a result of his work in this picture.

I loved everything about this movie, wouldn't change a thing.

Oh, and just for the heck of it... here's a little movie/Navy trivia tidbit I found online when I looked up Portsmouth Naval Prison. I have no idea whether there's any truth to it or not, but when I came across it three different times, I decided to add it here. This is from "Humphrey Bogart: To Have and Have Not", by Daniel Bubbeo.

"...Bogart's long time friend, author Nathaniel Benchley, claims it is true that Bogart was injured while on assignment to take a naval prisoner to Portsmouth Naval Prison in New Hampshire. Supposedly, while changing trains in Boston, the handcuffed prisoner asked Bogart for a cigarette and while Bogart looked for a match, the prisoner raised his hands, smashed Bogart across the mouth with his cuffs, cutting Bogart's lip, and fled. Bogart used his .45 to drop the prisoner, who was eventually taken to Portsmouth. By the time Bogie was treated by a doctor, the scar that caused him to lisp had already formed."

Wow, huh? SO much better than say, getting hit in the mouth with a tennis racket or something.
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The Stranger (1946)
9/10
A Stylish Noir Thriller
28 January 2005
Warning: Spoilers
Having recently watched (finally!) this noir classic, I'm compelled to encourage others to do the same. It's a pleasure to see a work of art like this film which displays skillful attention to detail in every frame. I know there are those who would argue that this is a hack piece for the great Welles, but the stylish look of it is beautiful, and while there may be a few plot flaws, who cares? There's murder, political intrigue, suspense, a little gore and a wronged woman not to mention a few cutesy down-home characters to boot. What more d'ya want from a thriller?

Mr. Welles functions impressively in his dual capacity as director while acting the title role (a character who is also playing a dual role come to think of it), giving a nuanced performance as escaped Nazi-in-hiding, Franz Kindler, mastermind of the genocidal Final Solution, all the while applying his directorial genius to the piece. Edward G. Robinson is wonderfully restrained as the infinitely patient and unflappable Mr. Wilson, a G-man devoted to his job of hunting down and delivering WWII criminals to justice. Viewers are led along with Mr. Wilson to find the evil Herr Kindler living incognito in a small town in New England, having insinuated himself into the lives of the unsuspecting townsfolk, most notably, the beautiful and sweet but none too bright, Mary, played by Loretta Young. Imagine this fiend lurking in an idyllic Connecticut hamlet, waiting for the day when the Reich will rise again, while in the meantime having the brass to enhance his cover by marrying the innocent young daughter of a Supreme Court Justice!

The centerpiece of the town and the film is the clock tower at the Harper School for Boys, where Kindler has assumed the guise of Professor Charles Rankin. The clock tower offers a thrilling cinematic focus as we often find ourselves in and around it, never venturing far from it, beginning with the first moment when we see it on a picture postcard, right up to the exciting conclusion when the clock itself takes on an integral anthropomorphic role in the administration of justice. Of course the image of the clock tower and its dizzying visual and symbolic possibilities has since been employed in different ways by many a filmmaker, from Hitchcock on down, though not often on a par with Welles' diabolical vision.

OK, maybe not Citizen Kane, maybe not Orson Welles' proudest moment, but GREAT STUFF.
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