Reviews
My Big Fat Greek Wedding
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | Joel Zwick |
Written by: | Nia Vardalos |
Starring: | Nia Vardalos, John Corbett, Michael Constantine, Lainie Kazan, Andrea Martin, Joey Fatone |
Released: | October 24, 2002 |
Grade: | A |
When it comes to the crunch, the success of a low-profile independent film hinges on word-of-mouth. Positive word-of-mouth will only come from a great screenplay. Regular commercial releases will almost always make money because of advertising and exposure. This comes from casting big stars and/or showing cool special effects. Actors and directors do the talk-show circuit, talk about how bloody awesome their film is and let TV ads, posters and billboards do the rest.
Basically, a lot of really crap blockbusters make more money than they should and a lot of super independent flicks make no money at all. It’s an injustice that will never be in balance but like something out of Cinderella, every now and again, a little indy gem will light up the box-office.
This small film had an even smaller beginning. Drawing from her own experiences as a Greek girl growing up in the States, Nia Vardalos wrote and performed in a one-woman stage show in Los Angeles. Vardalos had also written a screenplay but doubted any studio would be interested in producing it. Actress Rita Wilson saw the show and was so impressed, she insisted her husband, Tom Hanks, take the time to see it too. Hanks loved it and with help from Gold Circle Films and HBO, put up $5m to finance the project.
Despite being a complete no-name, Vardalos was allowed to star in the film’s leading role. As Hanks himself said, it “brings a huge amount of integrity to the piece, because it’s Nia’s version of her own life and her own experience. I think that shows through on the screen and people recognize it.” As her husband-to-be in the film, another relative unknown, John Corbett, was cast. He loved the script and in a hotel restaurant in Toronto was telling a friend how good it was. By sheer coincidence, Vardalos was sitting at a nearby table, overheard the conversation and cast Corbett right there on the spot.
So the film was completed and back in April, My Big Fat Greek Wedding opened on 108 screens across America and made a modest $597,362 to squeeze into 20th place on the charts. The Scorpion King led the box-office that week with $36,075,875 on 3,444 screens. With a healthy start, it seemed this risky venture might just manage a positive return.
It is now late September. My Big Fat Greek Wedding has been 2nd on the box-office chart for three consecutive weeks and has now grossed a total of $110,443,668. The film is showing no signs of slowing down and with Oscar season set to begin, the hype is starting to build for this “little film that could”.
It’s an elegantly simple tale about a 30-year-old Greek girl, Fotoula (Vardalos) who despite growing up in America, still lives a very Grecian life. All her family (and 27 cousins) want is for her to get married to a Greek guy, have some Greek children, and cook lots of Greek food. The plan goes awry when she meets the straight-shooting Ian Miller (Corbett) and her family are horrified that she will marry outside her race and religion. But nothing will stop this romance and both Fotoula’s and Ian’s families will be forced to change their ways to accommodate this perfect couple...
The jokes are sharp and you see the honesty in the screenplay which appreciates Grecian culture in a lighthearted fashion. The film reminded me of the Australian flick Looking For Alibrandi with its inter-cultural themes. Each cast member is unique and well individualised but making the most of some fantastic lines is Nia’s overbearing father played by Gus Portokalos.
With a screenplay lacking in clichés and featuring a perfect balance of laughter and sentimentality, it’s no surprise this film is schmoozing audiences. I love surprises and here’s a case where the ultimate underdog has taken the top prize.
Red Dragon
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | Brett Ratner |
Written by: | Ted Tally |
Starring: | Anthony Hopkins, Edward Norton, Ralph Fiennes, Harvey Keitel, Emily Watson, Philip Seymour Hoffman |
Released: | October 24, 2002 |
Grade: | B+ |
It’s almost as if we’ve come full loop with Hannibal Lecter. In 1986, director Michael Mann (Heat, The Insider) adapted the first book of John Harris. Fairing poorly at the box-office ($8m total) Manhunter starred William Petersen, Joan Allen, Dennis Farina and Brian Cox as Hannibal. Five years later, director Jonathan Demme took on the second novel and with infamous performances from Jodie Foster and Anthony Hopkins, The Silence Of The Lambs went on to earn five Academy Awards and a hell of a lot of fans. After an absence of ten more years, the Ridley Scott (Gladiator) directed Hannibal reunited us with our favourite cannibal but most viewers were united in their disappointment.
Now, we go back to the beginning. Red Dragon is a remake of Manhunter only this time, there’s more money to spend and higher expectations to be met. There’s also an issue regarding Hannibal himself to resolve. In Manhunter, Hannibal’s character appeared in only a handful of scenes, but given he’s now what the public wants, he’s practically the star of Red Dragon.
And so on with the show. FBI detective Will Graham (Norton) was the man responsible for capturing Hannibal Lecter and putting him behind (very secure) bars. He thereafter retired and moved to Florida with his wife and son. Obviously though, he’ll be lured back into the game and a link is drawn between two families who were butchered in their own home, Detective Jack Crawford (Keitel) calls Will back to display his expertise.
In was Will’s dissection of the mystery that I found most fascinating about the film. So often, I see people crack cases with utterly implausible logic and fluke chance. They look blankly at the screen and they suddenly you see their eyes light up and can almost hear the “click” in their brain. Whilst there are a few crime solving clichés prevalent here, watching Norton piece the puzzle together is the film’s key. He makes a few bad calls and reaches a few dead ends but his thought process is realistic.
So where does Anthony Hopkins come into this? Well, Will goes to Hannibal in his cell to look for assistance in profiling the killer. These scenes aren’t as enjoyable as those between Hopkins and Foster in The Silence Of The Lambs. I also question how Hannibal seemed to know so much information about the killer which he expresses to Will through cryptic clues.
The identity of the killer may be unknown to them but it’s not to us. We meet Francis Dolarhyde (Fiennes) early in the film working in a video production store. As the film follows Will Graham’s pursuit of justice, we also follow Francis courting a blind co-worker (Watson) and plotting his next killing.
Director Brett Ratner seems an unusual choice to direct a film which carries such prestige. His previous works include Money Talks, Rush Hour, Rush Hour 2 and The Family Man. He himself was dumbfounded why selected to lead this production. Ratner does a surprisingly admirable job but a predictably commercial flavour, the film does lack the “scare” factor.
All the performances are awesome with Edward Norton and Harvey Keitel deserving their own special mention. Norton is up there with the best in the business right now - will he ever put a foot wrong? I like Keitel’s portrayal as the detective in charge - he keeps cool and gives his full support to Will in all cases despite the obvious risks in using a retiree.
With publicity abound, posters for Red Dragon are offering us the chance to “meet Hannibal Lecter for the first time”. I accepted the invitation but wasn’t going to meet the host - the other guests were much more interesting.
Road To Perdition
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | Sam Mendes |
Written by: | David Self |
Starring: | Tom Hanks, Paul Newman, Jude Law, Stanley Tucci, Jennifer Jason Leigh, Daniel Craig, Tyler Hoechlin |
Released: | October 10, 2002 |
Grade: | A |
With his very first movie, English-born director Sam Mendes perfected the craft and set a near impossible benchmark. American Beauty swept every major award and is regarded by many as the best film of the last ten years. After walking off the stage with his Oscar back in March 2000, he said to himself “What on earth am I going to do now? If I never make a movie again, I am a legend.”
Put simply, Road To Perdition is the story of a father and his son. In fact, its the story of two fathers and two sons. 12-year-old Mike Sullivan (Hoechlin) loves his dad (Hanks) but has reached the age where maturity and curiosity have raised questions about who his father really is. Mike knows his dad runs errands for Mr. Rooney (Newman) but what does this mean and how can it provide them enough money by which to live?
Hiding in the back seat of his father’s car, Mike follows his dad and Mr. Rooney’s son, Connor (Craig) on a moonlight mission to see what his dad really does. The car pulls up at a warehouse and peering through a gap in the outside wall, Mike sees Connor shoot a man in the back of the head and his father blow away a group of armed men. Horrified with the realisation his dad is a gangster, Mike is discovered and asked not to utter a word to anyone.
Although the aging Mr. Rooney is satisfied with Mike’s promise to keep quiet, his reckless son takes matters into his own hands. Connor kills Mike’s mother (Leigh) and brother and sets the wheels in motion for Mike and his dad to meet a similar fate. Fleeing their home, they head to Chicago to find work and make a new start but Connor has hired an assailant (Law) to finish the job. For the first time in their lives, Mike and his father are finally getting to know each other but one feels the time they have together is going to be severely limited.
Despite the differing storylines, Road To Perdition and American Beauty share many traits. This is evident from the very first scene in both films where the outcome is implied. 76-year-old cinematographer Conrad Hall (who won an Oscar for Beauty) operates his lens with perfection. Softly, he moves his camera in, he moves his camera out, he moves the camera to the side - it’s rarely still. You can see the constructive thought that has gone into every shot and every camera angle. This is more evident late in the film and I won’t identify my favourite moments but make sure you appreciate the talent of both Hall and Mendes.
Tom Hanks and Paul Newman are impeccably cast in their complicated roles. Unlike most leading characters, these guys have both good and bad qualities. The audience must make a conscious decision to evaluate these characters and determine their feelings towards them. Also note the lack of spoken dialogue in the film, particularly in the latter stages. The setting and characters expressions do all the storytelling. As Mike, Tyler Hoechlin displays the acting wisdom of someone much older and feeds off Hanks like a seasoned veteran. I hope his age doesn’t work against him when the award season kicks off in a few months.
If you have any appreciation for cinema or great storytelling, Road To Perdition will provide the ultimate satisfaction. It’s two out of two for Sam Mendes.
Donnie Darko
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | Richard Kelly |
Written by: | Richard Kelly |
Starring: | Jake Gyllenhaal, Jena Malone, Mary McDonnell, Drew Barrymore, Patrick Swayze, Noah Wyle |
Released: | October 17, 2002 |
Grade: | A |
Great movies are usually those in which the plot cannot be simplified in a single sentence. Not only does that rule apply to Donnie Darko, I believe it to be a physical impossibility to fully explain this film at all.
After a mind-blowing experience, I exited the cinema with no comprehension of the ending and its significance. Most everyone else has been left with this same impression and this has resulted in abundant debate. Some argue the film is a masterpiece while others proclaim it as a load of garbage.
An interesting point the film notes is that in today’s “black and white” world, people have become “brainwashed” into following convention and thinking alike. As the film’s self-proclaimed life guru, Jim Cunnigham (Swayze) preaches, all there is to life is “love” and “fear”. Of course this is hogwash but people who write this film off because they don’t get it are thinking just as narrow mindedly. It is deep, and like another of this year’s great films, Mulholland Drive, even multiple screenings won’t help answer all the questions.
The film begins with our introduction of the Darko family. In his final year at high-school, Donnie (Gyllenhaal) is the eldest but an extremely troubled individual. He takes medication for his depression and sees a therapist on a regular basis. With his imaginary friends, the line between reality and fiction is permanently blurred.
On the evening of October 2, 1988, an engine from a jumbo jet plummets from the sky and crashes into the Darko home. Donnie isn’t at home. He woke up in the middle of the night and followed an imaginary 6-foot bunny to the nearby golf course. The bunny told him the world was to end in 28 days. Miraculously, none of the sleeping family were injured but surprisingly, the National Aviation Authority has no idea where the freak incident began - no planes had reported a lost engine.
Over the coming four weeks, Donnie’s life becomes upbeat when he meets a girl (Malone) and exposes serious flaws in his school’s curriculum. He also begins an intriguing quest to learn the theories of time travel. But the bunny is still there and is soon asking him to trash the school and burn down houses. October 30 is soon approaching...
Jake Gyllenhaal (October Sky) gives an amazing emotional performance - one of the best of the year. He mixes both comedy and drama - you’ll laugh at him but feel sorry for him simultaneously. Despite being just 27 years of age, writer-director Richard Kelly has rocketed to notoriety with the intricate nature of this, his first script. Hypnotically revolutionary.
The odds on understanding the film’s message would be equivalent to that of solving an unsolvable riddle. To provide a example and a small glimpse into the exploration of Donnie Darko, I ask the following - is it possible to go back in time and kill one’s self? If you kill yourself in the past, then you don’t exist in the future, so you can’t go back to kill yourself, so you keep on living. Does the past dictate the future or does the future dictate the past? Confused? I am - and it feels great!
Swimfan
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | John Polson |
Written by: | Charles F. Bohl, Phillip Scheider |
Starring: | Jesse Bradford, Erika Christensen, Shiri Appleby, Kate Burton, Dan Hedaya |
Released: | October 10, 2002 |
Grade: | B- |
Congratulations to Australian John Polson for getting the opportunity and making the most of it. As an actor, Polson has appeared in many Aussie films including Sirens, The Sum Of Us, Idiot Box and The Boys. His only two directing credits are What’s Going On, Frank? and Siam Sunset. If you’ve never heard of either film, you’re not alone.
With a budget under $10m, Polson was given a cheesy script and some inexperienced actors. In an effort to steer away from the unoriginal, Polson brings style to the production. During key scenes, he stutters the camera and cuts-away quickly. It seems so simple but it does add to the suspense and overall enjoyment.
The story revolves around the star of the high school swim team, Ben Cronin (Bradford). He’s got a great relationship going with his girlfriend Amy (Appleby) and college scouts are soon coming to the school to check him out. Now that we know Ben is the ultimate nice guy, it’s time to feel sorry for him in the mayhem that follows.
Arriving at the school is Madison Belle (Christensen) and on her first day, introduces herself to Ben in a conveniently staged moment. This is only the beginning. Setting up another coincidental meeting, the two wind up in the school pool and the two make love. The film makes the obvious distinction of course that none of this is Ben’s fault and it’s all Madison’s manipulation.
Now that she has leverage, Madison moves into phase two. Ben regrets his actions (of course) but Madison plans on using his mistakes to drive a wedge between him and Amy. Ben can see what she’s playing at but it seems no one else can. His life turns to shit but Madison is unrelenting - all she wants is him and she’s prepared to stop at nothing to have him.
I know it’s designed only for cheap teen thrills, but after an interesting opening, the film loses all track of plausibility. Following a scene where one of Ben’s friends winds up dead in a pool, I could only laugh and mock the lunacy of almost every scene. But I’m not really in the target audience and since the film is performing rather well in the States, maybe my judgment is flawed? Nah.
Having not seen her since Traffic, Erika Christensen gets the best role and is very good. Jesse Bradford is decent too but not given the same opportunities. Shiri Appleby (from the short-lived TV series Roswell) is wasted but good eye-candy.
Certainly above most teen films of today, Swimfan still doesn’t climb too highly on my approval chart. It’s silly entertainment, and nothing more. I like something more.
Enough
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- Written by Matthew Toomey
Directed by: | Michael Apted |
Written by: | Nicholas Kazan |
Starring: | Jennifer Lopez, Bill Campbell, Tessa Allen, Juliette Lewis, Dan Futterman, Noah Wyle |
Released: | October 17, 2002 |
Grade: | C |
After about 30 minutes, I’d had more than “enough” of this rubbish. What began as a half-plausible look at domestic abuse developed into a breed of lunacy only a Hollywood writer could create.
We meet Slim (Lopez) working with her friend Ginny (Lewis) in a dinner. She meets a really nice guy named Mitch (Campbell) who saves her from a sleazy guy (Wyle) who’d made a bet with his friends that he’d sleep with her. The film then slips about 10 years into the future where Slim is now married to Mitch and they have a young daughter, Gracie (Allen).
You sense things aren’t the same between this couple and this is validated when Slim intercepts a call between Mitch and one of his mistresses. Slim tells Mitch they’re through but he retaliates with violence and promises there will be much more to come (for both her and her daughter) if she leaves him. It’s a lose-lose situation but she gets the courage to leave and with Gracie, she escapes in the middle of the night with the help of Ginny and some other friends.
Now comes the part where everything goes nuts. Mitch sends goons to find Slim and Gracie and she’s now on the run - being chased all across America. Don’t ask me how he keeps finding her. Meanwhile, Slim meets her estranged father who initially tells her to get lost but then seeing the trouble she’s in, gives her a wad of money and some advice - to do some self-defence training. So she starts training, toughens up and prepares for the encounter to finally take on her husband “man-to-man”.
If you’ve seen the trailer, you’ll know all the above anyway. However, the part where Slim begins the training doesn’t occur until 80 minutes in. I knew what was coming up the whole time and yet had to wait over an hour for it. Not acceptable. Also not acceptable is the film’s 114 minute length. If there’s anything worse than a bad film, it’s a long bad film.
This truly pathetic script was penned by Nicholas Kazan who also wrote Bicentennial Man and Fallen. Had I known this before I saw this movie, I would have at least been prepared for something underwhelming. The director is Michael Apted who directed the last Bond film, The World Is Not Enough. Both films share similar elements of realism and curiously share the word “enough”.
Enough said.