Drive screenwriter Hossein Amini’s directorial debut takes its title from the English derivation of Janus,
the two-faced Roman god who stands at the cusp of the new year, simultaneously
musing backward at recent lessons and experiences, and peering forward to the
murky and elusive future ahead, a guardian at the crossroads of the past and
present. The reference implies the twin forces of duplicity and shifting
circumstances that swirl in the fragrant atmosphere of The Two Faces of January, an old-school, sly, seductive Southern
Europe-set tale of moral compromise and misdirection. Based on the Patricia Highsmith
novel of the same name, Amini’s film has its own two faces; it’s at once an
involving character drama and a gripping suspense movie, a pleasurable period piece
of precision and class and a tight and tidy thriller as shrewd, sleek, and
scintillating as its characters.Intro
I love movies. I have loved movies all my life. I grew up on them. When I was eight years old, I managed to convince myself I would make movies when I grew up. Now I am in the process of getting a degree in Film Studies. I write about film more than ever before, partly because I have to for my classes, mostly because I enjoy it, because I have something to write about. Sometimes it helps me understand the film better; sometimes it helps me understand myself better.I created this blog as a place to showcase my work, and also as an incentive to keep writing reviews, analyses, and essays over breaks, when there’s no one here to grade me.I have tried many times, and failed, to explain in a coherent manner why it is that I love films. Here is my best—and most coherent—guess.
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Thursday, June 26, 2014
The Two Faces of January (2014)
Drive screenwriter Hossein Amini’s directorial debut takes its title from the English derivation of Janus,
the two-faced Roman god who stands at the cusp of the new year, simultaneously
musing backward at recent lessons and experiences, and peering forward to the
murky and elusive future ahead, a guardian at the crossroads of the past and
present. The reference implies the twin forces of duplicity and shifting
circumstances that swirl in the fragrant atmosphere of The Two Faces of January, an old-school, sly, seductive Southern
Europe-set tale of moral compromise and misdirection. Based on the Patricia Highsmith
novel of the same name, Amini’s film has its own two faces; it’s at once an
involving character drama and a gripping suspense movie, a pleasurable period piece
of precision and class and a tight and tidy thriller as shrewd, sleek, and
scintillating as its characters.Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Zero Dark Thirty (2012)
Kathryn Bigelow’s Zero Dark Thirty is a taut, tough, tart film that brims with tension and suspense. Promoting it as a thriller has been a bold move, considering we all know the conclusion. But the movie does thrill, because few are familiar with the ins and outs of the ten-year manhunt for al-Qaeda’s leader in this much detail.
Penned
by Mark Boal, the reporter-turned-screenwriter who won an Academy Award for
Bigelow’s The Hurt Locker, the movie
is a seamless weave of truth (allegedly based on “first-hand accounts of actual
events”) and drama that hews closely to real-life but takes some poetic
license. Much of the fascination of watching it comes from the gradual
unveiling of facts, the meticulous and comprehensive chronicling of every step
forward, every setback, dead-end and disappointment on the long, slow, arduous
road to bin Laden’s capture on May 2, 2011 at zero dark thirty (military-speak
for half past midnight).
More
than anything else, the film celebrates process, professionalism, and the
perfect mix of deduction, intuition, supposition, screaming matches, and luck
main character Maya (the versatile, ubiquitous, incredible Jessica Chastain)
uses. Like Spielberg’s Lincoln, Zero Dark Thirty takes us behind the
scenes of one of the most important events in American history, showcasing the
messy, ethically complicated, strenuous means by which progress is oftentimes achieved.
Sunday, December 23, 2012
Hitchcock (2012)
Sascha Gervasi’s Hitchcock,
written by John J. McLaughlin, is a thoroughly entertaining, but ultimately
uneven film about the Master of Suspense’s professional struggles to finance,
make, and promote Psycho, and his
personal problems with his long suffering wife, Alma Reville. The best thing
the film does is treat its title character not as a legend, but as a person. Half
behind the scenes look at the inner workings of Hollywood during its last
decade of innocence and half family drama, the movie’s different segments,
however, vary greatly in quality and tone.
Opening on a quiet prologue taking place in 1940s rural
Wisconsin, the casual tone is firmly set when the peaceful tableau turns into a
gruesome family murder, and the camera pans to reveal the title character’s
portly presence, calmly sipping a cup of tea while directly addressing the
audience, as he did in his famous “Alfred Hitchcock Presents” show. Brother has
been killing brother since Cain and Abel, Hitchcock (Anthony Hopkins) croons is
his incomparable British drawl; who is he to deprive us of the pleasure of
watching it happen on the silver screen?
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