Ah, Tuesday, the middle of the festival. Another busy day, lots of work in the morning, another press conference and another lousy lunch. People are starting to gather here in Iasi – I assume most guests will be there for the final days and everything around IIFF will become more animated.
First movie of the day: a 2005 German romcom directed by Til Schweiger, Barfuss, that was released across Romania a while ago. I missed it back then, didn’t miss it right now, and that was a wise decision. The film is adorable, fresh and extremely interesting, despite being a bit too long. This is the story of Nick, a failure who isn’t able to keep any job more than a few days, who falls for a mental patient who’s about to commit suicide, and takes her across the country for a memorable trip. The story is simple and straightforward, but both characters are likeable, the chemistry is there, the jokes work, and despite missing a few notes, Schweiger does a tremendous job both directing and acting. Good film, highly recommended for everyone looking for a simple, relaxing good time, without feeling cheated by Hollywood’s commercialism and banality.
Then came the highlight of the festival (so far). Moon is a psychological SF about Sam Bell, a man sent on a 3-year mission to, well, moon, who, after 3 years of loneliness, slowly starts losing his mind, and hooks to the memory of his family back home as his only hope for going back to normal. Between hallucinations, dreams and hopes, things start unraveling and deteriorating for Sam, after he discovers a possible revelation. It’s really difficult to find anything wrong with this film. From the story, to the directing, acting, cinematography – everything is top notch. The plot is extremely intriguing, despite developing extremely slowly, and never feels overdone or exaggerated. Sam Rockwell’s acting is of Oscar caliber. Duncan Jones directs everything like a pro, not a beginner, knowing exactly what to emphasize and how to move everything forward without ever losing grip of the material. Moon is one of the best films of the year – and a sure candidate for the IIFF trophy.
I ended the day watching another older movie, Cronenberg’s Eastern Promises, that I’ve already seen a couple of times. Nothing new here. Solid movie all around, highly recommended.
In this report: Barfuss 8/10, Moon 10/10, Eastern Promises 9/10
Day 4 was the first day in which I actually had work to do. Rushed to a press conference in the morning, with the main competition jury, including Anamaria Marinca, and then went to Cinema Victoria where I spent the next few hours writing. After a(nother) disgusting lunch on the house, and some more writing, I caught the first film of the day late in the afternoon.
Short Sharp Shock, Fatih Akin’s debut in 1998, sets the tone for what will eventually become an amazing career for the German-Turkish director. The film, despite some obvious normal flaws for a directorial debut, has the same angst and power Akin’s later movies will make him famous for, but the story and the characters are much less complex. I couldn’t shake off the feeling this is some sort of exercise for Akin, knowing that he will use the same world, the same themes, for his future, more polished and famous movies, especially Head On. Still, for a debut, this is a great film.
Both evening’s movies at Victoria Theater revolved around the world of football. The first one was a Mexican comedy, starring the greatly talented Gael Garcia Bernal and Carlos Luna, in a film directed by Alfonso Cuaron’s brother, Carlos. Rudo y Cursi is an interesting, albeit conventional sports comedy, about two poor brothers from a Mexican village who get noticed by an agent and end up playing in the Mexican first division. All the musts of such a film are present, including the big match between the rival brothers. What sets this apart are the characters – both of them, simple people caught in a world they aren’t familiar with, a world they don’t really want and for which they’re not ready to sacrifice their lives for. What I really didn’t like was the total lack of soccer action from the film. Even the games are shot only suggesting what’s going on on the pitch – and that destroyed part of the excitement and audience involvement. Still, the debut of Carlos Cuaron is a good film, with good performances. I don’t think this will stand a chance for any awards here at IIFF, but it’s a movie worth seeing.
The last film of the day was another good one – but not great. The Damned United tells the story of Richard Clough, one of the legendary coaches of English soccer, and his extremely short tenure at Leeds United, where he lasted only 44 days before getting fired. Michael Sheen does an outstanding job portraying Clough, but the movie, despite being extremely interesting for soccer fanatics, fails to gain the attention of the “outsiders”, and also twists some important events, becoming mostly a film “inspired by real events”, and not a true biography.
In this report: Short Sharp Shock 7/10, Rudo y Cursi 6/10, The Damned United 7/10
Day 3 in Iasi began, as usual, with a tiring, annoying hunt for Internet. There’s no wifi in our rooms, the wifi at the theaters rarely works, and I’ve seen no internet cafes downtown, so the most reliable way to send reports from over here is to go to the mall, grab some crispies from KFC and use their wifi. Right after noon, we headed back to the main theater, for lunch. Meals are also on the house, but it’s a 1-star lunch in a 4-star hotel, and it’s so bad, I actually prefer spending my own money for something better.
First movie of the day, an American drama named The Messenger, the story of a couple of soldiers in charge with notifying the families of the casualties of war. Despite being 100% American, the film has some sort of a European feel, mostly because it’s a film that is built around and for its main characters, while the plot is most of the times irrelevant. First-time director Oren Moverman is helped by some strong performances, especially from Ben Foster and Samantha Morton, who, against all odds, form a relationship with a better chemistry than what I’ve seen in most movies lately. Woody Harrelson is also solid, and the movie features a bunch of memorable scenes, making it a must-see for every real movie lover.
After a serious, realistic drama, I caught a very easy, conventional, but nonetheless funny comedy, called The Rocker. Rainn Wilson goes all Jack Black in a family film about a washed out drummer who gets a second chance at fame when he’s recruited by his nephew’s band to play for the high school prom. The similarities between The Rocker and the School of Rock are too many to even begin to describe, but probably the most annoying was Wilson’s reincarnation of Jack Black. Unfortunately, he’s really not as funny. Still, the film is enjoyable, and despite its flaws, turns out to be a good addition to the schedule.
Film no.3 of the day was supposed to be Diamant 13, starring Gerard Depardieu, at Republica Theater, but huge problems with the subtitles made it unwatchable (unfortunately, subtitle problems, bad sound and bad image seem to be recurring constantly in most theaters here at IIFF. The only one with no problems yet has been Victoria). So I ended up back at Victoria for Les grandes personnes, a low budget character piece about a father-daughter trip to Sweden that turns bad. This is another movie where the plot barely exists – but its two main characters are strong, interesting and they evolve – offering plenty of good, believable moments. Unfortunately the cinematography is bad and bland, and the stumbling plot and some boring scenes make it less than stellar.
For the last film of the day, I had to choose between a few titles that I’ve already seen, so I went with the group and watched Be Kind Rewind, thus satisfying my desire to see Jack Black again, after Wilson’s earlier performance. The movie left me with the same impression as when I first saw it. A very inventive, original and heartwarming comedy about belonging; another obvious must-see, and not only for Gondry fans, but for everyone who still likes their films fresh and soulful.
In this report: The Messenger: 9/10, The Rocker 6/10, Les grandes personnes 5/10, Be Kind Rewind 8/10.
After arriving very late on Friday, which meant no movies in the first festival day (not counting the two weird & disappointing couple of midnight movies I saw with some friends on a laptop), Saturday was a completely different animal. After a quick morning cappuccino at an Irish pub named Belfast (the one named Dublin 20 feet away was not yet open), we strolled through a surprisingly boring Iasi to the main theater of the festival, Victoria, to pick up our press passes.
A few libraries and a lunch later, I caught my first film of the festival: 30 Days of Night, that I’ve already seen a while back (and thoroughly enjoyed). This time, not so much, and not because of the movie. The screening was completely messed up, because of the horrible sound and unclear picture. I contemplated walking out, but decided against it, mostly because I already knew the movie so the loud and foggy mess on the screen was a bit easier to tolerate. Horror day continued, in the same horror theater (I’m pretty sure no one from Iasi reads this blog, but if you do, avoid at all costs Glendale Cinema – it’s a mess).
The second film was to become the first dud, and what a disgusting dud it was. The new Dario Argento flick, Giallo, is so bad it actually made some of the audience comment at the end that it might have been intentional. But it wasn’t. It’s just that bad. Adrien Brody sleeps through a role of an Italian detective on the track of a yellow serial killer (yes, yellow) that kidnaps girls and masturbates over their disfigured image. I don’t even know where to start. The plot is weak – it plays like a very bad Criminal Minds episode, only a bit more violent, and less alert. The dialog is horrific, while the acting is – literally – laughable. Brody is so bad, so bored, so awfully horrendous, that only Emmanuelle Seigner’s even worse performance (and trust me, that was no easy task) made him not get the most laughs out of the audience. What’s even more mind boggling is that Brody is also producing this mess.
The third and final film of the day ended up being the most enjoyable I’ve seen lately. The Boat That Rocked is a comedy about the British pirate radio movement of the sixties, a beautifully shot film that breathes quality rock music through all its pores and, despite its often exaggerations, ends up being equally touching, funny and thoughtful – not an easy task by any means. But Richard Curtis, helped by a stellar cast, knows how to blend comedy and drama in a story based on real events, and does it accompanied by the likes of the Who, the Rolling Stones, the Doors, and others like them – and after its heartwarming ending, it’s impossible not to walk out of the theater smiling.
In this report: 30 Days of Night: 7/10, Giallo: 2/10, The Boat That Rocked: 8/10.
I’m staring at 18 consecutive days of non-stop movies, stars, parties, press conferences and events.
The appetizer will be the new Iasi International Film Festival – the first edition of an ambitious project, already the second Romanian festival in terms of number & quality of movies, categories, days, and – hopefully – audience (only second, because TIFF is extremely hard to beat). Still, a great amount of movies of great variety, and hopefully some pleasant 9 days in Iasi.
But the “big one” will be Sitges, in Spain, the biggest fantasy/horror festival in the world, that I’ll be attending for the first time. A huge event with tens of thousands attending from all over Europe, a shitload of highly anticipated movies, plus lots of parallel events and parties by the seaside, that I won’t miss, because the people at Sitges were kind enough to offer me a press pass.
Oh, the guest list is also highly impressive: Gaspar Noe, Park chan-wook, Sam Rockwell, Ivan Reitman, Emma Stone, Clive Barker, Abigail Breslin, Malcolm McDowell, Jaume Collet-Serra, etc. I’ll probably get the chance to talk to some of them, so if you’d like to ask them something, let me know.
The 2009-2010 TV season is officially under way. Many great new shows return, while some others hope to enter the fray in style. Here’s my list of what you should all watch this autumn.
Top Ten returning series
1. Dexter (season 4). This is a no-brainer for number 1. Hands down best show of last few years, and no signs of slowing down.
2. Fringe (season 2). Despite a few lackluster episodes, season 1 was rock-solid and ended on a superb note that might set up an impressive second season.
3. Curb Your Enthusiasm (season 7). Whether you like or hate Larry David, this season is a must, at least for the highly-anticipated Seinfeld reunion.
4. Family Guy (season 8). The Griffins are back. Need I say more?
5. Dollhouse (season 2). After a very slow start, season 1 picked up when it had to, ending with some memorable episodes. Hopefully Joss Whedon will know how to keep this one going in the right direction.
6. 30 Rock (season 4). Maybe the funniest comedy of the last few years. Bunches of awards, and despite the low ratings, NBC is doing a good job keeping this one on air. It’s well worth it.
7. Southland (season 2). A short first season that had some outstanding episodes and showed lots of promise.
8. The Office (season 6). How can you not like Steve Carrell? Well, you can’t. The Office is a must, every year.
9. Californication (season 3). Hopefully a return to form for the show, after a too unrealistic and sloppy second season.
10. Heroes (season 4). Bottom of the list, and, if I had other shows to recommend, it would have been off the list entirely. Bryan Fuller – again – left the show, so everything is set up for a return to disappointment.
Top Five new series
1. FlashForward. The new Lost from ABC? Remains to be seen. The premise is intriguing (people all over the world dealing with the consequences of blacking out and seeing a glimpse of their future), the team behind it is equally impressive.
2. V. Another possible hit for ABC. A remake of an older SF drama. Expectations are high, especially after critics are raving about the pilot.
3. Community. The trailer looks funny as hell. Could be a great addition to the amazing NBC lineup on Thursday nights.
4. Bored to Death. HBO shows are worth a look even when they don’t seem as impressive as this one. Great cast & great story for what could be an unexpected hit.
5. The Cleveland Show. Although Cleveland isn’t my favorite character from Family Guy (duh), this new show should be fun. After all, if Seth MacFarlane is behind it, I’m in.
I don’t think I’ve ever been more conflicted about an album. Muse’s The Resistance is, in turn, a brilliant work of art and a huge piece of garbage. There are so many parts of brilliance, littered by so many uninspired moments, it’s actually puzzling. The band tried to expand their horizons and go “artsy” by using plenty of piano, opera, and sometimes even a full orchestra, but the whole approach fails, as The Resistance totally lacks the very elements that made Muse special in the past: their energy. There’s not even one rocker on the album. Yes, there are songs that contain rock parts, but they are so heavily surrounded by power-pop opera nonsense, that they go practically unnoticed.
The whole album is a parade of contradictions. Take “Unnatural Selection”, for example. The beginning riff, the verses, and the whole lead-up to the chorus is so freaking bad, that by the time the solid chorus kicks in, followed by a superb bridge, you’ve already given up on the song. Or take “MK Ultra”. The so-called “heavier” song of the album begins with such an over-the-top electronic riff (that also happens to be extremely bad), that by the time they reach the cool stuff towards the end, you’ve already thrown up a bit in your mouth. Don’t even get me started on “Mon Coeur S’Ouvre A Ta Voix”. A pretentious artsy-fartsy attempt of going even more over the top, littered with Matt’s singing in French (with a really bad accent, I might add).
On the other hand, there are some songs that actually work, especially the beautifully crafted rock opera at the end, called “Exogenesis”, a three-part epic that delivers, with a beautiful intro, an energetic and inventive middle and a superbly calm and rewarding end. “Uprising” is also pretty good, so is “Guiding Light”, and “United States of Eurasia” would also be superb, if it weren’t so damn similar to Queen.
I have no doubt or remorse in saying I would always love and prefer the earlier, rockier version of Muse. “Stockholm Syndrome” is my fave song, and I guess that says a lot. But it’s not the complete lack of hard rock that makes me be so disappointed in this album. After all, my favorite parts on “The Resistance” are the rock opera at the end, the bridge of “Unnatural Selection” and a couple of other slower songs. What I really hate about it is the fact it could’ve been a true masterpiece, if they would’ve toned down on all the electronic pop nonsense and the attempt to reach a grandoeur that they’re not yet capable of.
But they haven’t, so what we’re left with is a power-pop-opera that struggles to reach the finish line, alternating brilliance and silliness.
After too many, too long months of staring at the walls and watching baseball, Football Season is here! The World Champions Steelers meet the Titans, tonight @ 3.30 AM (Romanian time) in the first game of the season.
And, to add to the excitement of the next amazing 5 months, here’s a bunch of pics from last year’s Superbowl.
- Comparethemeerkat.com (you can actually compare meerkats! no kidding)
- Comparethemarket.com (the actual website)