Posts Tagged ‘Filmmaking’

The Bigger Picture: Sound Appreciation

84408200Most people probably realize how important sound is to movies. In filmmaking, audio and visuals have at the very least a 50/50 relationship, though I might argue that audio bears even more importance.

I once had a teacher who was of the belief that audiences are more tolerant of bad picture quality than they are of bad sound. Indeed, there is much truth in that statement. Why is this?

To start with, it is very difficult to exactly identify a bad image. When it comes to pointing out a great shot, everyone has an opinion. However, when a film is shot with a lot of grain, or with a shaky-camera, or over-exposed, the argument can often be made that it is a stylized choice.

However, the inability to hear dialogue always results in an unsatisfying experience. Likewise, a poor choice of music will make the audience view the accompanying visuals in the wrong way. Consider Watchmen’s choice of music. “The Times They Are A-Changin’ ” was an inspired choice for the opening credit sequence. Conversely, “The Sounds of Silence,” “Hallelujah,” and “Ride of the Valkyries” were either misused or too cliché to be taken seriously.

I’m usually the first person up in the theater to inform the staff of a problem. Nine times out of 10, it’s because of an audio issue. You can’t really go to the staff to complain about a poor decision made by the filmmakers, though. If it’s mixed poorly, you’re pretty much stuck unless you decide to walk out. (more…)

DVD Review: “Ironweed”

Siskel and Ebert went two thumbs up on Ironweed in 1987, but most other reviewers joined audiences and went thumbs down, way down, on this adaptation of William Kennedy’s 1984 Pulitzer Prize winner, which is only now making its DVD debut. I decided to take a second look to see if it had improved with age. No dice.

It’s an honorable failure—but, still, a failure. In this it’s not unlike Blindness, which I previously reviewed on the site. Both are taken from contemporary literary classics, and both are directed, as it happens, by South Americans abroad: Ironweed was Argentine Hector Babenco’s followup to Kiss of the Spider Woman (1985), for which he was an Academy Award nominee. Lust for Oscar gold was no doubt a factor in both productions, and Ironweed, at least, came close, as its two stars, Jack Nicholson and Meryl Streep, were nominated. I suspect the actors, who became friends on the set of Heartburn the previous year, put their feet up at the Shrine Civic Auditorium and had a good time, confident that they had done their best but knowing they hadn’t a chance at winning given the movie’s tepid reception.

For them, it was a riches-to-rags story, removed from the posh Manhattan of the Mike Nichols comedy-drama to the doleful Depression-era Albany of Ironweed, where they’re alcoholic tramps. Kennedy’s capital-set novels, which include Billy Phelan’s Greatest Game and Very Old Bones, are terrific reads, but if there was ever a movie in Ironweed, Kennedy, who adapted, didn’t find it. (There was a movie, a good one, in another of his upstate novels, the gangster portrait Legs, which may have gotten him his only other screenwriting credit to date, The Cotton Club.)

The synopsis supplied by the DVD distributor, Lionsgate, pretty much hangs a “Keep Away” sign over the production. “Francis Phelan (Nicholson), a drunken former baseball player is running away from life and the painful, guilty memories that haunt him. Helen Archer (Streep) is Francis’ longtime girlfriend and partner in drink. Together they lament the misery of life and ponder their tragic pasts, hoping to find a way to free themselves from their troubled lives. Told in a series of drunken flashbacks, Ironweed is a dark portrait of Depression-era hopelessness and a searing character-driven drama.” Ponderings of miserable lives, dark portraits, drunken flashbacks…and did I mention it’s 143 minutes long? Tumbleweeds were blowing in theaters stuck with Ironweed. (more…)

The Bigger Picture: You’ve Got That Look

mrnannyRecently, I went to a local Mexican food establishment to pick up dinner with a friend.  This restaurant has a TV mounted to the wall, which is usually tuned to the Mexican Futbol team’s latest heartbreaking defeat, despite being two-goal favorites.  This time, however, it was the classic movie-redub hour, and the classic movie was Mr. Nanny, starring Hulk Hogan.  Being the film geeks that we are, we decided to discuss the dated look of the film by today’s standards.  Meanwhile, one of the vatos next to us commented on how “this is a funny movie” to his friend, making us look like total goobers.

It might seem petty to discuss cinematic questions over the Univision Pelicula de Sabado, especially if said movie starred Hulk Hogan’s gleaming pectorals and bleached blonde mullet.  However, using Zen philosophies, one could justify this as discussing the movie based on what it is not.  Regardless, it did raise an interesting idea.  Watch any movie from your childhood and try to make the argument that it doesn’t look like it is from a certain era.

In fact, this is one of the most crucial arguments behind the philosophy of The Bigger Picture:  A film’s potential for greatness is often related to its ability to cast aside the constraints of its time.  This is not to say that a movie can embody the spirit of an era and not attain greatness in the long run.  One example of a film like this is The Graduate — that movie had an absolutely huge cultural impact, and may not have been such a hit in today’s climate.  However, films such as this one have a certain timeless quality to them that is difficult to define.

Yet, for all its strength to avoid aging, The Graduate still appears old from a purely visual standpoint.  Mr. Nanny looks old now, though for a lot of us the 1990s were a formative decade.  To start with, both of these movies were set in their own time period.  The costumes and sets are all decorated using the styles of the time in which they were made.  Hulk Hogan’s hairstyle is one that you would only have seen in a movie from 1993 (thank the Lord).  Cars are especially important set dressing.  You could have a modern building behind old cars and still fool audiences into believing the film is set in a non-contemporary time period. (more…)

DVD Review: “Inside Moves”

512b5ioyesl_sl500_aa240_A young man named Roary enters a high rise building and takes the elevator to the top floor. Walking through the halls with the confidence of someone who belongs there, he seems to escape notice. In an empty conference room, he opens a window and, in a long, silent moment filled with dread and and almost grace, Roary leaps. His body smashes into a parked car and he’s rushed to the hospital. So begins Inside Moves, the 1980 film directed by Richard Donner (The Omen, Superman, Lethal Weapon) that is now finally finding a home on DVD.

John Savage stars as Roary, whom, we learn through the opening credit sequence, damaged one of his legs permanently in the fall. Upon his hospital release, Roary takes up residence in a cheap hotel. Depressed and bored, he goes out for a drink and wanders into Max’s, a dive bar that caters to society’s outcasts, including Stinky (Bert Remsen), who is blind, Blue Lew (Bill Henderson), who is confined to a wheelchair, and Wings (Academy Award winner Harold Russell), who wears prosthetic arms. These three men spend their days drinking the swill Max gives them, playing cards and sharing stories. There’s a lot of laughter and voices raised, but all in fun. The guys immediately take Roary in as the stray he is and become his family. When Roary reveals he’s crippled in one leg because of his failed suicide attempt,, Stinky rubs the back of his head to comfort him. It’s the first of many moments when the movie grabs your emotions and makes you look past the Hollywood conventions of Barry Levinson and Valerie Curtin’s screenplay.

The most significant person Roary meets in the bar is Jerry, the young, lanky bartender who has dreams of becoming a pro basketball player. Only problem is, Jerry has a bum knee that needs an operation. Jerry is also in a dead-end relationship with a heroin addict who prostitutes herself for smack. Any money he tries to save to get that operation ends up going to support his girlfriend because he thinks he can save her. Jerry is wrong. A very young David Morse plays this role. You may recognize him from St. Elsewhere, The Green Mile, or the countless number of recent movies in which he’s cast as the heavy (like Donner’s recent 16 Blocks). Roary and Jerry become fast friends and after a chance pickup game against a pro player named Alvin Martin (Harold Sylvester), they are convinced that Jerry could go all the way someday.  (more…)