November 2005

Michael Jackson & the Chocolate Factory

Retooling a much beloved (if flawed) film is touchy business in any regard, but there are not many films as sacred to a generation as Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Having Tim Burton and Johnny Depps’ names attached may have lessened the worry factor, but Gene Wilder all but immortalized the role of Willy Wonka in the 1971 film version.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
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Retooling a much beloved (if flawed) film is touchy business in any regard, but there are not many films as sacred to a generation as Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. Having Tim Burton and Johnny Depps’ names attached may have lessened the worry factor, but Gene Wilder all but immortalized the role of Willy Wonka in the 1971 film version.

So how does Burton’s version hold up? It’s both better and not as good, to tell the truth.

In this adaptation (which is admittedly more faithful to Roald Dahl’s classic novel) we’re given a more complete look at Charlie (Freddie Highmore from “Finding Neverland”;) and his down-on-their-luck family as they eek by a tenuous existence in a ramshackle and leaning home. Charlie’s parents (Noah Taylor & Helena Bonham Carter) have to support both Charlie and two sets of grandparents (David Kelly, Elieen Essell, David Morris, and Liz Smith. All of whom manage to steal every scene they’re in), while trying to maintain high spirits and encourage their young son.

When the mysterious candy maker Willy Wonka (Depp) announces a contest wherein five lucky children will be allowed to tour his incredible factory, Charlie knows he has no chance of winning, as he’s only able to afford one chocolate bar a year. Any takers on whether Burton derails the universe by having Charlie lose out on a golden ticket? Yah, I didn’t think so.

Charlie and his Grandpa Joe (Kelly) get their chance to visit the Wonka Factory, alongside the gluttonous Gloops (Philip Wiegratz and Franziska Troegner), the overachieving Beauregardes (Annasophia Robba and the creepily great Missi Pyle), video-game fanatic Mike Teavee (Jordan Fry, who looks like a minature Barry Pepper) and his hapless dad, and of course Veruca Salt (Julia Winter) and her over-indulgent father (the great James Fox), each of whom is summarily dispatched by their own faults (with a little neglect and encouragement from Wonka) to the accompaniment of the song stylings of the Oompa Loompas (Deep Roy).

With the exception of a wonderfully morose back-story for Wonka, Charlie & the Chocolate Factory does do an admirable job of keeping faithful to the story’s origins, but strangely this film turns out much more light-hearted than the 1971 version. For all the technical achievements and storytelling improvements, this version also lacks a lot of the warmth and wonder of the original. We’re shown various wild contraptions, each making candy in a seemingly impossible way, but rather than focusing on the wonderment and awe they should inspire, each set piece feels more like background images which are given only cursory examination.

Charlie is much less an active protagonist once the factory doors are opened, pushed aside by the more colorful and obnoxious children on the screen. He’s there only to serve as a moral barometer and to reinforce the wonder of the Wonka experience. And of course there’s Wonka himself. Depp had some extremely large shoes to fill with this role, but rather than attempt to capture the benevolent lunacy of Wilder’s take, here Wonka is more an arrested man-child whose creepy mannerisms aren’t just some mischievous facade, but a reflection of a truly stunted being. With his CGI pasty face and flat out childlike manners, there’s no possible way his performance isn’t meant to conjure up a Jacko association.

The regular DVD edition ($28.98) contains only two short extras on the Oompa Loompas.  The two disc deluxe edition ($30.97) also contains a documentary on Roald Dahl, a short on the squirrel scene, five short featurettes, and a pack of limited edition playing cards.

Sadly, this time Wonka never really warms up to the world. True to Burton form, his weirdness is unchanged and uncompromised from our first encounter, much like the film itself. The real failing in this film is that it never finds a way to open up to the audience, as it’s too wrapped up in its own world to let us in for more than a peek. While many, many elements of this film easily surpass the original, the childlike wonder and sense of exploration are sorely lacking.

Still, even die-hard fans will find much to enjoy this time around, and only time will tell if this more modern adaptation will capture the imagination of this generation.

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Kiss Me Like a Stranger

Gene Wilder has supplied many of film’s best comic performances, but who is he and how was his life and career shaped?  Wilder provides some answers as well as ask some questions of his own in his autobiography which examines his career, his friendships, his relationships, and the loves of his life.

Kiss Me Like a Stranger: My Search For Love and Art
4 Stars

Gene Wilder is a complex man who has battled unhappiness and uncertainty while giving pleasure to millions with his brilliant comic performances.  Kiss Me Like a Stranger is a narrative look at pivotal moments in Wilder’s life that through fate or coincidence made him who he is today.

The biography is broken up into different sections of Wilder’s life.  The first examines his childhood, the second his early career, the third his working with Mel Brooks and Richard Pryor, and the last his life with Gilda Radner.

There is quite a bit of information I found fascinating.  Although I grew up with Wilder’s films, I didn’t know much about his private life which included two failed marriages, years of psychiatric help, and his private demon which haunted him for so long.  Wilder opens up his life and shares the good and the bad and gives the same generosity in telling his story as he so often showed on stage and screen.

There are frank and shocking moments in his early years and his experiences with women, but this is not a “tell all.”  Instead Wilder has focused on specific moments, choices, and relationships that have molded his life and shaped his career.

In terms of his career we get many nice tidbits such as the process of how Young Frankenstein came into existence, his friendship with Mel Brooks, and the wonderful, if sometimes strained, working relationship he had with Richard Pryor including their first meeting and the easy nature they fell into on screen from the very first shots on Silver Streak

Many stories stand out for me but I’ll share two.  The first anecdote is Wilder’s plane ride to New York with Stanley Doen as the watch the in flight movie and he gives Wilder some directing tips.  They watch the film without sound looking at how the film is lit, staged, etc.  The second involves a chance meeting with Cary Grant and a discussion about “normal men like the two of them.”

One thing Wilder himself finds fascinating is how much of his own career and life is do to chance meetings or a series of seemingly unrelated events.  He often muses on these topics at the end of a particular chapter showing how easily his life might have turned in a different direction.

In the earlier sections of the book he examines his relationships with his ex-wives and his adopted child.  In the last quarter of the book Wilder examines his life with, and after, Gilda Radner.  Very touching moments here as Wilder understands the good and the bad of each relationship and is willing to share it all.

What’s amazing about Gene Wilder is many of his best films were commercial failures (both The Producers and Willy Wonka were box office disappointments).  Yet Wilder continued to strive to make good movies and deal while dealing with personal problems which haunted him well into his adulthood.  This man gave me some of my favorite memories in cinema, whether telling Teri Garr to “put the candle back!”, singing about the world of imagination, or fighting killers on a moving train his performances have always shown the generous and tender human being beneath them.  The book does well in capturing snapshots of his life and letting us delve a little into his past and his hindsight.  An insightful, sometimes sad but often humorous tale that is a must read for fans of Gene Wilder’s career.

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This Man Does Not Come Around

Director James Mangold orchestrates this biopic about The Man In Black, Johnny Cash a bit like a conductor who doesn’t really understand what the notes are supposed to mean. Joaquin Phoenix takes on Cash in an uneven portrayal that focuses more on Cash’s drug use than oh, say the 100+ hits Johnny Cash had during the 50’s and 60’s. Reese Witherspoon fares better as the love of Johnny’s life, June Carter, but even her spirited performance can’t float a film that takes a man’s singularly unique life and turns it into movie of the week fare. Less treacly than the last high-profile music biopic (Ray), but a lot less engaging to boot. Fans familiar with Cash’s life will find themselves repeatedly groaning over inaccuracies (not to mention the nigh unthinkable omissions), and non fans will miss out both on Cash’s signature voice (Phoenix does all the singing) as well as any broader understanding of Cash’s music (seeing as you only hear maybe 6 or 7 Cash tunes in the film).

Walk the Line
2 & 1/2 Stars

Oh man, do I hate musical biography as a film genre.  My love of film and my love of music seem never destined to be satisfied at the same time.  Walk the Line is a film I’ve been wary of since I first head the crew listing, but I felt the same way about Ray.  Unfortunately, Walk the Line failed to win me over like Ray did.  Which is truly disappointing for someone like me who, while owning 85% of Ray Charles catalog, owns a hell of a lot more Johnny Cash records.  I could spend a lot of space going on about Walk the Line and what it should have been, but let’s just discuss what’s ultimately delivered.

As much as I hate to go on about the similarities, Walk the Line apes the structure of Ray by starting out with a young Johnny Cash (Ridge Canipe) living in the Federal Emergency Relief Administration community of Dyess, Arkansas, where his family picks cotton in order to survive. Just enough time is spent here to show the tragic loss of Johnny’s brother Jack before jumping ahead to the 19 year old Cash (Phoenix) heading off to the Air Force, where he learned to play the guitar and wrote his first few songs (including Folsom Prison Blues). Jump ahead four more years to Cash married to his first wife Vivian, schlepping along trying to sell appliances door-to-door while playing with his pals (who would later become the famed Tennessee Two, otherwise known as Marshall Grant (Larry Bagby) and Luther Perkins (Dan John Miller) and finally convincing Sam Phillips to record them on his Sun Records label. Another jump and Cash is on the road with Elvis, Jerry Lee Lewis, Carl Perkins, and Roy Orbison, tearing up the stage as part of one of the best tour lineups in history. And it was there that (according to this film, at least) the dual whammy of amphetamines and June Carter (Witherspoon) came into Johnny’s life.  Over the next 15 years, Johnny pines for June, pops pills, pines some more, pops more pills, gets popped for pills, loses his family, pines real hard, hits the cellar of pill addiction, and wins both his sobriety and the hand of June in marriage. 

Seriously, folks.  This is a love story/battling addiction film that just happens to be about Johnny and June Carter Cash.  It’s like the Grand Ole Opry version of When A Man Loves a Woman, and that’s just one of the many, many missteps this film makes.  Cash’s career is never really explored, nor is his lifelong friendships with some of the biggest names in music.  No mention of his early film work (Door to Door Manic! Night Rider!), nor any real exploration of the man himself.  We’re treated to only the slightest of scenes where Johnny is hanging out with his tourmates, and worst of all we’re treated to so very few Johnny Cash songs.  Which, considering the baffling choice director James Mangold made in having Phoenix sing the songs himself, may have been a blessing in disguise.  Not that Phoenix can’t sing, in fact he’s got a very passable voice, but it’s hard to convey what made Cash’s music so iconic when we’re denied the signature voice that delivered them in the first place.  Phoenix only passingly attempts to capture Cash’s speaking voice, so the argument can be made that having Cash’s own recordings wouldn’t have worked, but that only highlights my problems with the film overall.  Accuracy is repeatedly slighted for a more Hollywood product.

I’m not particularly fond of Witherspoon, but I’ll admit she did a knock-out job portraying June Carter.  Her natural corniness dovetails beautifully with June’s flighty, sassy comedian stage presence, and her singing does a admirable job conveying June’s style.  She’s the real heart of this film, emotionally and morally, so I’ll gladly conceed my casting misgivings were all for naught.  Well, in her case at least.  Robert Patrick handles his thankless job as Cash’s stern father well, and in fact it took me a couple of scenes to even recognize him.  The man just oozed dour Southerner.

There’s nothing really outstanding about the look and feel of the film overall, as not enough time is spent with any one scene to really set a cohesive mood, outside of the ‘important’ scenes.  It feels like a TV movie for the most part, albeit one with a higher budget than most. 

I can’t find too much nice to say about Walk the Line, as it’s hard to forgive a film that so badly portrays such an iconic figure.  The real story of Johnny Cash’s life is both fascinating and important, as he was at the forefront of a musical wave that changed the landscape of American music, but you wouldn’t know that from this film.  If you’re really wanting to learn about Johnny Cash, my suggestion would be to find the PBS American Masters program on him, or just read his excellent autobiography. Sure it’ll take a little longer than sitting through Walk the Line, but at least you’ll understand why his life would be worth a movie in the first place. 

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Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang

  • Title: Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang
  • IMDB: link

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“This isn’t good cop / bad cop.
This is fag and New Yorker.”
Any movie that contains an argument over the phone about why someone has urinated on a dead body he finds in his hotel room shower deserves some attention.  Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang is one of the most entertaining movies of the year.  Part Hollywood satire and part dime-store novel this is great fun with terrific performances from Robert Downey Jr. and Val Kilmer.  Simply put folks, this is the best comedy of 2005.

Harry Lockhart (Robert Downey Jr.) is a small time thief who stumbles into an audition for a detective show while fleeing from the police.  Whisked away to Hollywood Harry meets Perry (Val Kilmer) a gay detective who is the consultant to the show.  At a party Harry also runs into Harmony Lane (Michelle Monaghan) the girl who got away so many years ago.

So far sounds like a pretty normal film right?  Well here’s where things start to get interesting.  Larry takes Harry on a stakeout to teach him more about detective work, but unfortunately they run into a car with a dead body.  For reasons to difficult to describe here the two abandon the body only for Larry to find it in his hotel room shower early the next morning.

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Schlepgirl

  • Title: Shopgirl
  • IMDb: link

ShopgirlSteve Martin’s novella might be a wonderful story but you’d have a hard time convincing anyone of that after they see this pretentious and emotionless thud of a movie.  This movie is a mess of bad direction, odd editing, and both over the top and totally unemotional acting.  One of the biggest disappointments of the year.

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