My Voice Post On "Cinematic Corner"

Today, I am writing a voice post on a fellow blogger writing about cinema. Her name is Sati and her blog is titled, “Cinematic Corner.” Impressively, Sati has been able to garner 672,546 page views for her blog and is a very active blogger to this day. She writes about everything from cinematic inspiration to pure movie reviews.

Sati has a very distinct and developed voice. Examining the many pages of her blog, you can easily see how passionate, meticulous, and opinionated she is. She has something to say about everything and is colorful and extravagant in her points.

First, let’s look at her post, “Oz: The Great and Powerful”, a review of the new Disney film directed by Sam Raimi. There are many parts of the post that demonstrate her voice. In the first paragraph, when describing her view of Disney, she refers to John Carter, the studios last big flop, by saying it “misfired like the smelly poop in a clogged toilet.” This vivid metaphor of the film shows that she has a very descriptive language and that she is quite immature. She seems to also be very honest. Her diction holds no filter. She says whatever is on her mind and is proud of it.

Surprisingly though, despite being so critical, Sati is also very forgiving. When describing her overall view of the new Wizard of Oz, she says “While parts of it were pretty bad, that identity and the effort itself deserve my praise.” She goes on to tear the film apart but always reminds us that she respects the effort put into the film as well as director Sam Raimi’s consistent respect for the original 1939 film. 

Along the lines of what I mentioned before, she is also very honest. She constantly makes note of her own views and writing behavior and even goes on to comment on them. For instance, half way through the “Oz” review, she exclaims, “I'm a very cynical person. I don't just think I am - I know it.” She is not afraid to say what is on her mind. She also knows how to make a point by calling out a quality of her writing and then use it to frame her following point. I found that to be very interesting.

When looking at another one of her posts, “Thoughts On BAFTAs”, I thought it was very revealing when she said, “Joaquin Phoenix was there - I swear on every single ceremony he looks more and more like Satan.” I mean, who actually says something like that out of the blue? Apparently Sati does. She always has something to say and will never hold back. She has a very big imagination and a very dark sense of humor.

But, throughout her entire blog, my favorite passage comes from her post about the new film, Mama:

It would be hard for me to find a movie that was released recently that collapses on its ass as spectacularly as Mama does. The film is actually quite decent in its first hour, but its last 30 minutes are so incredibly fucking stupid you feel as if you were watching an exclusive glimpse into Tim Burton's mind if he was imagining what Corpse Bride would be like as a horror feature film...and then as if his visions crossed to Guillermo Del Toro being high during mother's day. It's fucking crazy and not in a good way.

I thought Sati’s use of vulgarity and imagery were very indicative of her voice. Similar to the first quote of hers that I mentioned - the one about “poop” - this passage shows how immature and casual she is in her writing. But I do not thing being immature here is a bad thing. It allows her to showcase her unique sense of humor and outlook on life in a very personal way. Rather than being dry and static, she has been able to compose a blog that is bursting with personal flair and undeniable entertainment. I really enjoy her blog and look forward to what she has in store for us next!

Profiling "Un Film De", a blog by fellow film students

Today, I am profiling a blog that I am very fond of. Similarly focused on cinema, the blog, “un film de” is a treasure trove of youthful perspectives on a vast range of film from all around the world. The blog is mostly concerned with foreign film as most of its blog posts discuss this type of cinema. The name, "un film de" is an homage to French films of which many are discussed on the blog. I doubt many people today realize, but the Cannes film festival in Southern France used to be much more mainstream back in the 1950s. Thus, international films, such as those in Italian and Spanish, were still credited in French using ‘Un Film De’ to acknowledge their director. I think its a great name for their fantastic blog.

Omar Antonio Iturriaga and Doga Col are the two young guys responsible for “un de film.” They are current film students who share a passion for cinema and write reviews about all the films “they dig”. I really enjoy the quote that they have under the title of the blog: “Hollywood is like being nowhere and talking to nobody about nothing,” said by film director Michelangelo Antonioni. I can really relate to what Antonioni is trying to express here.

Unfortunately, Omar and Doga have not made any posts since October of 2012, but before then they were posting on average twice a month since the blog’s conception in January of 2011.

Surprisingly to me, the blog has a very small audience. According to Alexa, the wordpress site is ranked 14,310,858 in the world and has only 9 other sites linking in.

Two of my favorite posts are their review of Jean-Luc Godard’s 1963 film, Contempt,

http://unfilmde.wordpress.com/2012/10/01/contempt-1963-reviewed-★★★★/

and their analysis of Ken Loach’s 1969 film, Kes.

http://unfilmde.wordpress.com/2011/04/28/ken-loachs-kes-1969/

Contempt is one of my favorite films. Believe it or not, I actually have the original french film poster coming in the mail with its soon-to-be frame leaning up against my wall in the very place I will be hanging it. Omar and Doga certainly have great taste in cinema.

I must say that the blog couldn’t relate any better to the type of work I am doing with my blog. I strive to create a similar vibe and develop a similar voice to theirs. They enjoy the same type of cinema and even have numerous films I cannot wait to check out. On the blog, they have a special section with recommended cinema that I am working my way through. Ingmar Bergman’s 1966 film, Persona, is next on my list. 

The blog is very academic and professional for I can tell being a fellow film student. I can tell that they take their studies very seriously and are incredibly passionate about the medium. Their posts are brimming with knowledge of cinematic history and technique, not to mention the high degree of passion that keeps me coming back.

Their audience is mostly comprised of cinephiles and film students alike, ranging from the ages of twenty to seventy. This blog could feed my work by inspiring me to check out more foreign cinema and expand my knowledge of cinematic technique. It is always nice to have a positive youthful peer pressure to become a better cinephile. My site differs from their blog by also focusing heavily on contemporary cinema, as well as many domestically produced films. 

A Postmodern Take On Film Noir

     The film noir genre has played a deeply significant role within the history of cinema, serving as one of the most influential and popular styles of filmmaking. Over the past seventy years, the genre has undergone a very interesting transformation, one that is beautifully illustrated by Roman Polanski’s 2010 film, The Ghost Writer. A pessimism and feeling of trepidation pervade the film noir thriller. Ewan McGregor plays an unnamed ghostwriter tasked with finishing the autobiography of an embattled ex-Prime Minister of England, Adam Lang. Pierce Brosnan’s performance as Lang is captivating and adept, although his garish bravado is in some ways lessened by Olivia Williams’ performance as Ruth Lang, Adam’s disconsolate wife and chief political advisor. Ruth is both exasperated and steadfast, malcontent to the point of sexual mutiny. What surfaces is a story of power and betrayal, an enduring lust, for knowledge and acclaim. Polanski paints a brutal and hostile environment, one most surely not to be trusted. In keeping with the historical convention of film noir, he investigates corruption in a world that is spiritlessly egotistical, from a position of virtually disengaged fatalism.

      

     The concepts of genre, theme, and style are in conjunction with each other within the film, recalling the film noir tradition. Similar to many who came before him, Polanski appeared to be strong on cloaking discovery with apprehension, delight with guilt. His characters make choices we know to be either immoral or ill-advised, and we are drawn to conclude that such is life, where choices like these are inevitable, at least as indicated by the director’s superimposed point-of-view. The fatalistic theme regarding the struggle of the human existence is derived from, and closely associated with, the genre of film noir.  The work encompasses a murder, a cover-up, and an enormous and secretive international power ploy that influences the decision-making of some of the world’s most powerful people. It is surely a stark and forlorn world in which to try and succeed. Polanski makes this clear in his shrewd utilization of grays and other bland colors. Paul Shrader, in his “Notes on Film Noir,” recognizes a concentration with water as an essential style piece of the genre. This holds true in Polanski’s work, as an accident supposedly takes place at sea, a place of commotion and peril in the film.

     

     Therefore, it seems to be that the concepts of genre, theme and style are in conjunction to illustrate an imposing and lasting pessimism. And what about heroism? What happens to the sincere and the virtuous? That’s revealed within the scene of the film, something I’ll hold back from sharing!

The Influence of Scorsese Cinema on Brian De Palma

     Carlito’s Way, a film by Brian De Palma, stars Al Pacino alongside Sean Penn, with a minor role played to great effect by Viggo Mortensen, and another played exactly to expectation by Luis Guzmán, whose character here doubles as Maurice Rodriguez in Paul Thomas Anderson’s 1997 masterwork, Boogie Nights. The influence of Scorsese, specifically his use of tracking shots (one of course thinks of his legendary Copacabana entrance shot, the one that dutifully follows Liotta and Bracco as they wind their way through the kitchen and then the club itself), is tangible in the film. GoodFellas specifically, which was first exhibited three years prior to the release of Carlito’s Way, seems indelibly struck into the mind and imagination of De Palma - which is good if one is interested in making a good picture, bad if originality is a priority in said endeavor. The movement of the camera, which is superb when it follows the action in Carlito Brigante’s (Pacino) club El Paraiso - action that takes place in differing corners of the club and on different floors - is both reminiscent of Scorsese and nonetheless an effective technique, entrancing and sophisticated. The choreography of the players as they move about the camera, entering and exiting the frame indiscriminately, again recalls the the vast quantity of characters populating a film like GoodFellas and their propensity to disappear as quickly as they’ve made themselves known. However, it must be noted that use of this device is executed with greater artistry by Scorsese, as one feels irresistibly compelled towards even the most minor of his characters, while many of those in Carlito’s Way convey a lack of both depth and mystique. 

     The use of voiceover is prevalent throughout the film, as Brigante serves as a guide in many ways, a narrator for the action, much like Henry Hill in GoodFellas. The extant difference here seems to be its effectiveness; Henry Hill’s narration undeniably adds an element to the film, and his explication of the gangster underground he’s become a part of -and of his personal development-, adds a captivating layer to the work, he is in many ways a conductor. Whereas with Carlito’s Way, Brigante’s narration seems tired and contrived, Pacino’s voiceover lacking much inflection or expressiveness. It seems that Scorsese was simply more masterful in his use of voiceover, orchestrating an arresting montage to accompany the narration, images that were attractive and significant in the context of the film. De Palma, unfortunately, decides to linger aimlessly on the bearded face of Brigante, whilst we’re forced to listen to an account of something or another listlessly delivered by Pacino - in Carlito’s Way, I found I would have rather just been shown the content explored in the narration, while with GoodFellas, the words accentuated the scenes we were confronted with. 

     Additionally, the use of music must be discussed. It is appropriate and evocative during the scenes shot in El Paraiso but, like during the two encounters we’re presented with between Brigante and Gail in their apartments, De Palma opts for a ridiculously sentimental and melodramatic score, one that undermines the seriousness of the action and proves distracting. The featured song, “You Are So Beautiful,” performed by Joe Cocker, is, in its own right, a poignant and expressive work. However, it seems poorly applied in the film, an ill-fitting accompaniment to the action and the story. 

     In all, the film’s most perceptible attribute seems to be the degree to which it appears derivative of Scorsese and his GoodFellas, not to mention the appropriation of numerous elements of De Palma’s 1983 epic, Scarface. It is certainly an ambitious film, if to a large extent only executed with mediocrity, and that would normally be more of a saving grace, were it not an ambitious exercise in Scorsese.

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Film Student Vs. Film

I don’t watch many movies.

Watching a film is something of a revelation. To me, watching a movie is like waking up from a nightmare. But, the exact opposite. A period of bliss. A time where I can release and become immersed within a world foreign to my own.

I love watching movies. It’s just that I do not typically have the time to spend ninety minutes or more in front of a screen. Therefore, film to me is a gift; a time of celebration. A celebration of life, of perspective, and of emotion. 

I take this celebration very seriously. And I hope to share it with the world. As the credits roll, I hope for a conversation. I hope for a cinematic conversation.

I am a filmmaker. I am also a film student. One creative, the other academic, I feel blessed to call myself both. I have created this blog in hopes of bringing these two roles together and constructing an environment in which my perspectives as each flourish together. 

I will analyze films with a discerning eye, discuss current trends in filmmaking, and work to compare them to the past one hundred years of cinematic history. Cinema is always changing. As cultures and technology evolve, cinema rides shotgun. I want to scuba dive the depths of these relationships and see what we can find. 

Since cinema’s conception in 1892, at the hands of Thomas Edison and his invention of the kinetoscope, the medium has traveled through four distinctly defined eras: the classical period, post-classical period, modern period, and post-modern period. Today we reside within the era of post-modernism. 

This cinematic conversation will feature films from across the periods, comparing them to one another while exploring each one in its own way. I want to take what I’ve learned from behind the camera, combine it with what I’ve learned in the classroom, and chock it full of what I’ve learned in life, all in the hopes of crafting a discussion you feel like adding to. Film is a medium in which everyone can partake, no matter your age, your race, your gender or your economic standing. It is a medium for the curious and a medium for the passionate. It is a medium for the narrow-minded and a medium for the open-minded. Film is a language that all individuals can read and write. As one of my favorite directors and producers, James Cameron, once said:

Pick up a camera. Shoot something. No matter how small, no matter how cheesy, no matter whether your friends and your sister star in it. Put your name on it as director. Now you’re a director.

We are all directors of our own lens. Through this blog, I hope we can partake in the medium of film together and learn something about ourselves, about our world, and about the very medium that has the power to change it.

Woody Allen Inspires Me

     Last night, I had the sincere privilege of watching Woody Allen’s 1977 Annie Hall. The film, released on the very first year of the postmodern cinema era, left me shellshocked in its execution, experimentalism, and pure genius. The current landscape of postmodernism is ripe with films devoid of character and substance, many serving as regurgitations of prior generic films. Annie Hall is a film unlike anything I have witnessed in the postmodern era, a film whose presence I’d like to be a constant in my life. 

     Allen’s powerful imagination, sincerity in emotion, and creativity in interacting with the medium, help establish Annie Hall as a masterwork, a humorous and poignant tour de force. Evidently drawing from his career as a comedian and past relationships, both familial and romantic, Allen guides the audience through an exploration of the eventual dismantling of a still-beautiful partnership between the film’s eponymous lead (played wonderfully by Diane Keaton) and Allen himself. Despite the overabundantly witty dialogue, and the brilliant acting on display, what remains most memorable from the film is the performance by Keaton of the song, “Seems Like Old Times.” Simple, honest, evocative, and winsome, the performance of the song, and its subsequent invocation in the film’s “finale,” are among the most heartfelt and sincere film “moments” I’ve yet encountered in cinema. It’s both an effective and charming method through which Allen, in this masterstroke, crucially adds a final, hugely endearing, dimension to Hall’s character, resulting in a greater degree of pathos experienced on behalf of Allen’s character. 

     

     The world Allen creates within the screen - the relationships, the tone, the setting, the delivery of dialogue, and unwavering humor - all come together to form a truly beautiful piece of cinema; a work of art that reminds me why I love film. The challenge to craft something of this quality and depth propels me through each of my cinematic endeavors. Allen inspires me to experiment in my own filmmaking pursuits, pursue my own style, and gives me hope for the future of cinema.