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Weekly Mishmash: February 15-21

Changeling (2008). Angelina Jolie in the true story of Christine Collins, a single mother who returned from work to find her nine year-old son missing. Collins underwent more indignity when the police tried to replace the abducted boy with an impostor. This was a fascinating film that, although not breaking any new ground, told its story in an absorbing way that recalled L.A. Confidential in my eyes. Clint Eastwood’s direction is crisp and matter-of-fact, and the art direction/costuming is perfectly evocative of 1920s Los Angeles. Jolie approaches the role as a typical, somewhat meek woman thrown into extraordinary circumstances. It’s the kind of thing that Olivia De Haviland would’ve aced in the ’40s, and she’s very good (not Oscar Award-winning good, however) — as were John Malkovich and Amy Ryan in supporting roles. My only complaint is that the acting overall came across as too histrionic, needing some toning down.
The Horse’s Mouth (1958). A lightweight British comedy redeemed by Alec Guiness’ unforgettable performance an irascible, gravelly voiced artist. This is a cute, shrill film bursting with noisiness and slapstick. I enjoyed the timeless angle of the painter who has to deal with silly rich folk to survive, however. For that and Guiness, one paintbrush up.
The Independent Spirit Awards (IFC). The Oscars need to take a page from these awards, which year after year wind up being so much more casual and fun. This year’s host Steve Coogan I could honestly take or leave (I’m Alan Partridge was such a weird, unappealing show). But free-flowing alcohol, unadulterated potty mouths and goofy song parodies do it every time.
Lured Poster (1948)Lured (1948). Standard Douglas Sirk-directed melodrama is an mildly entertaining showcase for Lucille Ball, looking fabulous. An American showgirl in London, Ball goes undercover for Scotland Yard after her friend becomes the latest in a string of mysteriously killed women — lured to their deaths by newspaper personals. Could suave George Sanders be the murderer, with Ball in his sights as the next victim? Lucy proved herself quite capable here in strict leading lady mode, with a few offbeat comedic touches for good measure. The film is worth checking out for her alone, and to contemplate where her career might have gone had My Favorite Husband and I Love Lucy not happened. Except for a supremely odd turn by Boris Karloff as a demented dress designer, however, this film is too dull and predictable to completely recommend.
Oldboy (2003). I initially added this wild Korean thriller on my Netflix queue after noticing that a neighbor friend adding it to his. He later rated the film one star out of five. Another Netflix friend rated it five out of five — divisive territory here, folks. After being imprisoned in a badly wallpapered room for fifteen years, a man (excellently played by Min Sik-choi) takes on a twisted revenge scheme, falling for a mysterious girl and eating a live octopus in the process. The story is okay enough, unfolding with a barrage of intriguing twists. The real appeal here is how Chan-wook Park directs with a stunning visual audacity that recalls efforts like Fight Club, Requiem for a Dream and Trainspotting. Even if it doesn’t quite hit the heights of those three films, for sheer balls I award it four stars. Special note: this review is dedicated to the poor octopus who sacrificed itself for filmic immortality. A moment of silence, please.

2 Thoughts on “Weekly Mishmash: February 15-21

  1. Woo-hoo! I win! In your face, Netflix friend of Matt’s I don’t know!

  2. I enjoyed Guinness’ performance in The Horse’s Mouth so much I think that’s the film for which he should have won the Oscar.

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