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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

We made this together.

This is my first Cinemagraph. Jon and I spent Sunday afternoon filming, editing and constructing. The trick is to find both an img and a movement that stands outside of the idea of film but still tells more than an abbreviated or static story. We didn't spend an inordinate amount of time on logistics (roof access and an iPhone 4S usually solve everything anyway) or design details (blur tool ftw) - this was just a first trial to get the hang of things - but the end result made me think of a poem and means I'll probably use each further cinemagraph as an excuse for creative writing exercises.*



*And yes, I kept a detailed journal of my feelings in high school and often listened to the same Tori Amos album on repeat. Lit Nerd-dom really is the gooiest Nerd-dom.

Saturday, March 05, 2011

"Hanna" Review


Once upon a time in the wilds of wintry Finland, there lived a 15-year old genetic experiment with hair of gold, nerves of steel and the preternatural strength to physically subdue a grown man without batting a cornsilk eyelash.

Director Joe Wright (Atonement, Pride & Prejudice) introduces Huldra-like Hanna (Saoirse Ronan) and moments after a demonstration of her bow-hunting prowess, sets the movie’s title on typographical stun as a sort of cinematic majescule that immediately fosters a fairy tale feel for both film and character.

Hanna’s Mom is dead: to begin with. There is no doubt whatever about that. (“What did your Mom die of?” “3 bullets.”) So it falls to the viewer to reason that the unkempt man in animal skins (Eric Bana) engaging Hanna in all manner of educative and sprinting-through-the-snow-Rocky-style training must be her Dad. Melancholic mooning over a strip of photos and a book of, you guessed it, Grimms' Fairy Tales also makes it clear that young Hanna isn’t quite satisfied with solitary life in the forest and yearns for, at the very least, options.

Reluctantly, Erik (Papa Animal Skins) admits her assassin education is complete and she’s ready to return to the real world but warns of murderous CIA honcho, Marisa (a ginger and decidedly Southern-fried Cate Blanchett) who will hunt her until either “you or she is dead.” If we’ve learned anything from “Twilight,” it’s that teenage girls, particularly the storybook variety, aren’t known for being conservative on the risk front. After literally flicking a switch, our fair complected young heroine blows her world wide open and winds up in government containment hoping to complete her kill before being killed mission and ultimately, rendezvous with Erik in Berlin. Things don’t exactly go according to happily ever after. Hanna finds herself on the run, half in love with beautiful world that she doesn’t belong to and on a warp speed assimilation trajectory into the trials of teendom. Watching Miss Raised by a Wolf attempt to surf the internet and deal with the prospect of her first kiss sounds disastrous but was handled with enough skill to be tender and relatable rather than silly.

While Wright keeps easy pace with the speed of the thrill-centered plot, he also patiently, almost painstakingly, lingers on the stimuli and interactions that develop Hanna into something far beyond a novelty plot vehicle. Her first friend, Sophie (splendidly played by Jessica Barden), inclusion in a happy family, the overwhelming sounds of the modern world and even the various cultures and landscapes she observes, all comprise the uncharted depths of a more complicated version of life than either her father or Marisa represent. Unfortunately, there’s so much focus on Ronan’s development, the minimal attempts to provide insight into any other character’s motivations are too belated or murky (My what sharp teeth you have, Cate Blanchett!) to be poignant. More unfortunate is the rushed, annoyingly tidy ending that loops improbably back to the original premise instead of addressing lessons learned and does more to suggest an ill-advised sequel than adequately sum up the progression of the tale.

Score by the Chemical Brothers is well worth the admission price as are scene-stealing support performances by Tom Holland, Olivia Williams, Jason Flemyng.

Monday, September 10, 2007

Madeleine L'Engle: 1918 – 2007


Madeleine L'Engle was my favorite author as a kid. I'm sad that she's gone.

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

It's Only The Best Game Ever




This is my favorite Pajiba guide/activity yet.

Thursday, August 30, 2007

How's The Peeping, Tommy? Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.



Here's my review of Hitchcock's Rear Window.

Monday, August 27, 2007

Poor Lil' Josh Hartnett


Resurrecting the Champ review.*







* Here's the Metadish link to my review (thanks to Stacey's sharp eye and generous spirit.)

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