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Monday, September 26, 2022

Devil in a Blue Dress
















 












Director Carl Franklin

Franklin on the set with Denzel Washington


Novelist Walter Mosley






















DEVIL IN A BLUE DRESS                         A-                                                                         USA  (102 mi)  1995  d: Carl Franklin

It was summer 1948, and I needed money.  After goin’ door-to-door all day long, I was back again at Joppy’s bar trying to figure out where I was gonna go looking for work the next day.  The newspapers was goin’ on and on about the city elections – like they was really gonna change somebody’s life.  But my life had already changed when I lost my job three weeks before.         —Ezekiel “Easy” Rawlins (Denzel Washington)

Recalling the Raymond Chandler film noir style of criminal murkiness surrounding Los Angeles in the works of Billy Wilder’s Double Indemnity (1944), Howard Hawks’ THE BIG SLEEP (1946), Robert Altman’s The Long Goodbye (1973), or Roman Polanski’s CHINATOWN (1974), this is an early example of Denzel Washington’s rising star power, demonstrating a commanding screen presence, bringing a sexual swagger to one of his most compelling performances, coming on the heels of GLORY (1989), MO’ BETTER BLUES (1990) and MALCOLM X (1992), but years before he’d win a Best Actor Oscar for portraying a rogue cop in a deeply corrupt LA police department in TRAINING DAY (2001).  Directed by Carl Franklin, who began his career as an actor, working in theater before moving to television and a few movie roles, enrolling in the AFI Conservatory in Los Angeles where he obtained a Master’s degree in directing, with an opportunity to direct several Roger Corman films before getting his big break with the critically acclaimed neo-noir One False Move (1992).  Adding depth and social realism to a film noir aesthetic, beautifully captured on 35 mm by Tak Fujimoto’s elegant camerawork, including a magnificent opening crane shot, the film’s opening credit sequence plays out over the backdrop of Archibald John Motley Jr’s 1949 painting of Bronzeville By Night, a depiction of a South Side Chicago street at night during the 1940’s, offering a safe haven for blacks migrating from the South, displaying vibrant lights and colors to depict a bustling black entertainment district, filled with a jazz and blues infused soundtrack and an original score written by Elmer Bernstein.  Exploding off the screen, the film is transformed into a South-Central neighborhood in Los Angeles that is equally energized in motion, setting the stage for what follows, scandal, blackmail, racial turmoil, and a mayoral race with sinister implications, with one candidate mysteriously dropping out, yet bad luck seems to follow the protagonist in a convoluted plot of murder and intrigue, turning into a self-styled detective mystery, where solving the crime himself is the only way of keeping him from being charged for multiple murders, with cops typically blaming the nearest black man as the fall guy instead of actually solving the crime.  That’s just the way it works.  Adapting a 1990 hardboiled mystery novel by Walter Mosley, Ezekiel “Easy” Rawlins (Denzel Washington), providing his own noir voiceover narration, is a war veteran transplanted from Houston, Texas, part of the migratory tradition of blacks from the Deep South of Texas and Louisiana heading West to Los Angeles after the Great Depression and the war in search of jobs while escaping the Jim Crow South, finding good paying work in the shipping and aircraft industries, where Easy is a machinist who has taken advantage of the GI Bill and is one of the few blacks owning his own home at the time, a product of the American Dream and a continued source of pride, as property ownership wields power (largely confined to whites), “That house meant more to me than any woman I ever knew,” yet the film opens just as he’s losing his job, putting him in a precarious position.  Mixing humor with scenes meant to unsettle and disturb, the film openly intends to challenge perceptions on race and interject a black realist sensibility, largely by advancing an intelligent narrative seen exclusively through the eyes of a strong black protagonist, taking us on an odyssey through the moral cesspool and racial fault lines of greater Los Angeles, as alienation, political corruption, and a cynical view of human nature were central to the postwar film noir aesthetic, yet with the notable exception of No Way Out (1950) or Odds Against Tomorrow (1959), noir films always ignored the rampant racism of the times, where the law shelters and protects wealthy whites, no matter how despicable their crimes.  Set primarily in the black community of Watts in 1948, the film eloquently depicts the everyday oppression and harm that comes to black Americans simply living ordinary lives in the postwar years after WWII, a marked difference from the noticeable exclusion of black characters and black communities from the classic noir films from the era that conveniently highlighted white neighborhoods.  Evading the poverty and crime-infested life in Houston’s 5th Ward, Easy moved West only to discover that the same miseries are inflicted upon blacks in Los Angeles.  Securing a job at one of the many aircraft plants, he purchased a house and settled into a working-class neighborhood, but was fired for refusing to work overtime, acknowledging that whites routinely refused, yet he was the one fired by a white boss who felt threatened by a black man standing up for himself, recalling a similar scene in Michael Roemer’s Nothing But a Man (1964), quickly discovering his mortgage is nearly two months overdue.  While sitting in his local bar reading the classified ads in the newspaper, the bartender Joppy (Mel Winkler), an ex-boxer also from Houston, invites him over to meet a friend, DeWitt Albright (Tom Sizemore), who turns out to be a sleazy white businessman who does “favors for friends,” handing out $100 just to find someone, a missing white woman known for frequenting black establishments, apparently hiding out in the black juke joints along LA’s Central Avenue.  Against his better judgment he accepts the job, acknowledging “It was easy money, too easy,” but he’s in no position to find a better offer.  

It was the success of Franklin’s earlier film One False Move (1992) that paved the way for someone like Jonathan Demme to help produce the film, having worked with actor Denzel Washington in his acclaimed yet heavily criticized film PHILADELPHIA (1993), the last movie where Washington did not have a starring role.  Following in the footsteps of Steve McQueen’s Bullitt (1968), Paul Newman’s HARPER (1966) and THE DROWNING POOL (1975), the Coen brother’s Blood Simple (1984), William Friedkin’s To Live and Die in LA (1985), or Michael Mann’s Thief (1981) and HEAT (1995), this film subversively navigates a predominantly black milieu in search of a missing white woman, with Easy finding himself contending with crooked cops, sleazy politicians, and an increasing number of dead bodies that he will be accused of murdering, yet the film surprisingly failed at the box office despite critical acclaim, perhaps a fallout from the nonstop, yearlong media coverage sensationalizing every minute detail of the O.J. Simpson trial (2016 Top Ten List #4 O.J.: Made in America), leaving viewers oversaturated with bombshell racial implications and needing a break, where it didn’t help that the film opened the same week as the verdict, also contending against the massive popularity of David Fincher’s Se7en (1995), and eventually overlooked by the overwhelming success of L.A. Confidential (1997), an all-white perspective and one of the “whitest” films ever made, which in 2008 was voted the best film set in Los Angeles in the last 25 years by a group of Los Angeles Times writers and editors (L.A.'s story is complicated, but they got it - Los Angeles Times).  A complex and otherwise engrossing story that is fabulously entertaining while also a social critique, this movie might have been franchised, with Franklin acquiring the rights to the first three Mosley-written installments, proposing a series of films, but it never happened, though novelist Walter Mosley, reportedly President Bill Clinton’s favorite novelist, wrote 15 popular crime fiction novels based upon the Easy Rawlins’ character, earning him the National Book Foundation Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters in 2020, making him the first black man to receive the honor.  What immediately stands out is that Easy makes an enormous effort to avoid breaking the law, priding himself in living a respectable and morally principled life, easily interacting with his neighbors, conveying a sense of community, where it’s clear he hasn’t yet become a detective, but is just a guy who’s constantly pulled into a criminal underworld, drowning in a subterranean network of dishonesty and moral hypocrisy, caught up in a white power struggle that has a way of eliminating marginalized figures, lured into unjust fates, which only reflects their lowly position in society, as the black community has felt powerless for generations, deprived of basic human rights, which is only exacerbated in the film noir genre, living like shadows, unseen by the majority white population where they literally don’t exist.  Blacks hoped to find a sense of empowerment by serving in the armed forces in WWII, but returning home, no matter how hard they worked, they still ended up at the bottom.  In postwar film noir, there are distinct color lines, as Los Angeles is divided into forbidden zones for blacks, where venturing into those areas, especially after dark, they run the risk of being physically attacked by racist whites or being singled out by the police as potential thieves or burglars, where racism and abuse of power are cut from the same cloth.  The film delves into different facets of white oppression, blatantly exhibiting a fear of miscegenation, with the absurdity of anti-miscegenation laws, where it’s easy to link whiteness to black deaths, exuded in the contaminated characters of his white employer at Champion Aircraft, expecting blacks to be completely subservient, obeying each and every employer request, Albright, a ruthless white gangster who does the bidding of more powerfully connected whites, routinely resorting to unethical practices and cold-blooded violence, the threateningly corrupt white LAPD homicide detectives (Beau Starr and John Roselius), whose whiteness is sanctified by the law yet they routinely commit the most flagrant acts of violence against blacks, or plant evidence against innocent victims, with blacks demonstrating a futile yet all-consuming helplessness in the 40’s and 50’s, having no legal recourse against unending atrocities, Todd Carter (Terry Kinney), a wealthy and well-connected white businessman and mayoral candidate who throws his money around to ensure his white privileged status in the community is protected (ironic that the character most associated with cowardice would attain the highest political power), and even casual encounters with racist white youths, who see Easy as a threat to white womanhood, defined as the exclusive domain of white men, viewed as their own personal possession.  It’s the film noir narration that offers insight into Easy’s viewpoint as a black man, worldly in ways viewers are not accustomed to, as blacks are routinely targeted for crimes white people commit, not shocking or earth-shaking, common knowledge in black communities, where social justice is equated with moral outrage and contempt, meaning something entirely different than anything perceived by whites, having never experienced the uniquely different historical perspective of American blacks.

Daphne Monet (Jennifer Beals) is the entitled femme fatale character who sets the entire narrative in motion, the object of Easy’s search, fiancé of the mayoral candidate Todd Carter, yet also runs with Frank Green (Joseph Latimore), a black hoodlum with a fondness for a blade, quickly caught up in a disastrous web of lies and crime, as he’s easily hoodwinked into believing he’d found her, thrown off by the sultry sexuality of Coretta James (Lisa Nicole Carson), the girlfriend of Dupree Brouchard (Jernard Burks), both old friends from Houston.  As a friend of Daphne, she withholds information, deflecting the truth, instead luring Easy into a steamy sexual encounter while Dupree is drunkenly passed out in the next room.  Albright arranges for a meeting with Easy at the Malibu Pier, an exclusive white neighborhood where he’s accosted by racist youths for talking to a white girl, but Albright comes to his defense, pulling a gun on one of the kids and scaring him senseless, yet by the time he arrives back home the next morning, he’s greeted by a team of white detectives who savagely beat him during an extensive interrogation, where Easy knows they’re not after the truth, just someone to convict, claiming he’s the last one seen with Coretta before she was brutally murdered, but no charges are filed.  Immediately afterwards, he’s ordered inside a car of Matthew Terell (Maury Chaykin), another mayoral candidate, understandably hesitant, but his driver insists, “If he wanted to hurt you, he would have done so already.”  This certainly sets an underlying mood of deeply agitated tension in the air, fertile grounds for Daphne to finally contact Easy, meeting at the Ambassador Hotel, having a bellboy escort him up a side entrance, as blacks are not allowed on the premises, growing more worried about being in a white neighborhood after dark in the company of a white woman when she asks him to drive her to Laurel Canyon in the Hollywood Hills to meet Richard McGee (Scott Lincoln), a white man seen earlier at the club who’s apparently in possession of a very important letter, but they discover he’s been brutally murdered, with his house ransacked.  Daphne panics and takes off, leaving Easy behind, finding his way home by the next morning when Albright is waiting for him, pulling a knife, none too pleased that the information passed along turned out to be bogus, but having seen Daphne gives Easy one more chance to get it right.  Feeling threatened, as people keep breaking into his home, he sends for a friend back in Houston before confronting Joppy about his so-called friend who nearly took his head off, getting him involved in an underworld of unscrupulous criminality, the exact kind of people Easy had been working so hard to avoid in his new life in Los Angeles.  He heads into the luxurious, upscale neighborhood of Todd Carter, learning that Albright was actually hired by Terell, while Carter thought Daphne was miles away (paid by his family to leave town), delighted to hear she was nearby, offering him money to find her, yet when he gets home, he’s jumped by Frank Green, pulling a knife and quickly getting him to the ground and is about to slit his throat when Mouse (Don Cheadle) intervenes, his trigger-happy friend from Houston, a career criminal with homicidal tendencies, shooting Green in the shoulder while trying to get him to talk, allowing Frank to escape, “You only been in my house five minutes, and you already done shot someone.”  Mouse is the kind of friend who shoots first and asks questions later, and can be hilariously menacing, stealing nearly every scene he’s in, always one step over the edge while wearing a particularly dapper style of suit.  Easy is morally upright and thinks things through, while Mouse quickly resorts to violence, like a defense mechanism, yet clearly he’s there to help Easy, which he appreciates, but he’ll also screw things up in a heartbeat, leaving Easy responding in horror, which plays out in due course.  Questioned again by detectives who are ready to arrest him for murder, he pleads for one more day to actually find the killer, leading to a whirlwind finale that takes us through a twisted and circuitous path, discovering hidden truths about several of the major players, turning into murky, atmospheric revelations in the style of CHINATOWN, exposing a seedy underbelly where Los Angeles is viewed as a breeding ground for sin and moral depravity, viewed fatalistically through a noir lens, with little hope for change.  Straightjacketed by the race issue, black expression is suffocated and stifled, confined to their limited space, while political payoffs allow much bigger crimes to flourish, poisoning the waters of the future.  Franklin does an excellent job recreating images of the 40’s and 50’s, using racial dividing lines as a litmus test for moral transgressions, where Easy can’t rely upon any white authoritative control, but must set his own standards for principled justice, serving as his own moral compass.  One attribute of Easy is that he has untrustworthy friends, like Coretta supplying him with bad information, or Joppy setting him up in business with dangerous company, or Mouse’s sheer sociopathic instability, despite being one of his most trustworthy friends, yet at the end of the film, sitting with a friend on the porch in front of his home, he ponders, “If you got a friend that you know does bad things, I mean real bad things, and you still keep him as a friend even though you know what he’s like, do you think that’s wrong?”  The unequivocal reply is “All you got is your friends.”  

Carl Franklin Interview with Eddie Muller - Pt 1 - YouTube (8:57)  Recorded onstage at the Music Box Theater during the 2018 Noir City Film Festival in Chicago, August 17, 2018

Carl Franklin Interview with Eddie Muller - Pt 2 YouTube (13:58)

Carl Franklin Interview with Eddie Muller - Pt 3  YouTube (12:29)

Friday, July 9, 2021

Eve's Bayou




 







































Jurnee Smollett

Lynn Whitfield

Debbi Morgan

Debbi Morgan and Samuel L. Jackson

Writer/director Kasi Lemmons
















EVE’S BAYOU                     A                                                                                                    USA  (109 mi)  1997  d: Kasi Lemmons

A poignant coming-of-age mood piece, this film has the feel of a literary adaptation, beginning as a series of short stories written by this first-time director, set among well-off black Creole families in Louisiana in 1962, descendants of Jean Baptiste, a free black man from slavery days.  This film is a search for the hidden truths among the Creole folklore, music, French influence, and voodoo spirit, led by Samuel L. Jackson who plays a highly respected country doctor who is also a notorious womanizing father, Louis Batiste, the reserved, long-suffering, “perfect” beautiful mother, Lynn Whitfield as Roz Batiste, and three children, the middle child named Eve Baptiste, played by Jurnee Smollett, an intuitive, not always understanding ten-year old narrator who thinks she may have killed her father because she wished it so, because she hated him after her older sister told her of his incestuous advances.  The best thing in the film, however, is daytime soap opera star Debbi Morgan (the first black actress to win a Daytime Emmy), the wise, straight-talking aunt, Mozelle Batiste Delacroix, in what has to be one of the strongest and uniquely compelling black performances ever, a woman who can see other people’s future by laying her hands on theirs, who has lost three husbands but decides to try for a fourth in an attempt to overcome her belief that she is cursed.  This film takes us into the realm of Tennessee Williams and a family’s deep, hidden secrets, filled with dreams and poetry as seen through the vulnerable eyes of a child, showing us how deceptive memory can be, a visually powerful, hauntingly beautiful film, where the director offers her own comments about the control needed on the set in order to realize the extreme degree of stylization, Kasi Lemmons on EVE'S BAYOU YouTube (1:25).  Speaking a mix of Creole French and English, Eve reveals a startling revelation in the opening narration that immediately sends our collective heads spinning, “Memory is a selection of images, some elusive, others imprinted indelibly on the brain.  The summer I killed my father I was 10 years old.  My brother Poe was 9, and my sister Cisely had just turned 14.”  The beauty of this film is in its powerful storytelling, having the childlike feel of a Disney film, with no discussion on matters of race, but with adult subject matter, as it deals openly with incest, adultery, and murder, the kind of murky territory you’d expect in a swamp.  Yet because it’s seen through the eyes of a child, she may not be a trustworthy witness, which is called into question almost immediately when their home opens up into a raucous Cajun dance party, featuring classic 50’s and 60’s R&B songs, Bobby Bland - Turn On Your Love Light (2:37), Geno Delafose’s C'est Pas La Peine Brailler (3:26), James “Sugar Boy” Crawford’s Sugar Boy and his Cane Cutters - "Overboard" (2:27), RAY CHARLES "Don't Let The Sun Catch You Crying ... (3:46), Etta James - A Sunday Kind Of Love (3:21), and JOHNNY ACE - "ANYMORE" (1955) (3:02), with Louis causing a spectacle dancing first with an overly flirtatious family friend Matty Mereaux (Lisa Nicole Carson) before dancing with his oldest daughter Cisely (Meagan Good), which sends Eve flying out the door in a fit of jealousy, hiding out in an old carriage house, where she witnesses her father having sex with Matty Mereaux, a traumatizing moment, as she places her father on a pedestal.  When she shares her secret with Cisely, a Daddy’s girl who is even more enamored with her father, her sister places doubt in her eyes, suggesting it may have been something far more innocent, demonstrating how easily memory can be reconfigured, and how a change in perspective may alter the way viewers understand existing truths. 

Among the most financially successful independent films of the year, part of the film’s popularity was the heavy endorsement of Chicago film critic Roger Ebert who placed it #1 on his Best of the Year lists for 1997, Roger Ebert: 1967-2006, with film executives surprised to discover that more than half the audience was white for what was essentially a black film, featuring well-developed characters often overlooked in movies, creating a successful crossover effect, playing in both arthouses and mainstream theaters alike, transcending the idea of a “black film” with no white characters.  The central focus is Eve’s relationship with her mother, father, and her siblings, yet perhaps the most intriguing is her close relationship with her aunt Mozelle, the spiritual center of their world and the anchor of the family, drawing independent parallels between the kindred spirits of Louis and his sister, both consumed by an emancipating free spirit, yet Mozelle has unusual sensitivity and insight, which manifests itself in the “gift of sight,” as she’s a psychic reader who can predict the future, spending her time healing the wounds of others in need, drawing upon her mythical ancestral heritage, which is outside the traditions of Western society, as black women are entrusted guardians of their family stories, reaching into southern black folk traditions that are being passed on to Eve.  While she’s able to see into the lives of others, she’s blind to her own deficiencies, feeling cursed, as all three of her husbands have suffered violent deaths, yet she stands in stark contrast to Elzora (Diahann Carroll), who is something of a carnival sideshow, telling fortunes for a dollar, viewed by Mozelle as a cheap stereotypical caricature of a voodoo priestess.  The beauty of Mozelle’s dynamic character is that she’s not exoticized, instead she’s part of the family legacy, an integral part of the landscape, part of the memory, and part of the surrounding community culture, bringing a unique artistic sophistication to the forefront, willingly sharing her experiences while commiserating with Eve, Eve's Bayou (1997) - Life Is Filled With Goodbyes Scene (8/11) | Movieclips YouTube (3:11).  While the film follows the female-centric traditions of Julie Dash’s Daughters of the Dust (1991), creating a provocative narrative around strong female characters in a rural setting, beautifully shot by Amy Vincent, edited by Terilyn A. Shropshire, where women have important roles behind the camera, yet it’s largely a performance-driven film, with a constantly curious Jurnee Smollett holding her own against more seasoned veterans, showing early signs of the actress she would become.  The child vantage point recalls Charles Laughton’s The Night of the Hunter (1955), where truth has a way of remaining elusive, often disguised in various forms with deceptive vantage points, including a constantly shifting narrative, yet particularly for a 10-year old the essential drama surrounds Eve’s ability to unravel the truth.  The uncertainty and unreliability of memory remains a predominant theme, while the narration suggests she’s looking back at her life as an adult, recalling a series of impactful events that evolved into an indelible memory that changed the course of her life.   

Told in a Southern Gothic tradition, evoking the cultural heritage of backwoods Louisiana with hanging Spanish moss, Cypress trees, and water everywhere, where lies are woven into the fabric of the family, each seems to hold their own fabrication of the truth, largely covering up for the sins of the father, who ignores his familial obligations with his own wife, where that neglect leaves her a nervous wreck, alone and isolated, as her husband spends late night hours away from home as a serial philanderer.  In compensation, the oldest daughter Cisely sits and waits for her father to return home at night, receiving the affection usually reserved for the wife, while Roz overcompensates by heaping affection on their only son Poe (Jake Smollett).  Left out of the equation is Eve, confused by the moral ambiguities in the adults surrounding her, unable to see through the lies and deception.  She seeks refuge in Mozelle, sharing a psychic ability to see things before they happen, as Eve dreams about the death of Mozelle’s most recent husband shortly before he was killed in an accident.  Mozelle is simply one of the most fully realized characters in cinema, defiantly individualistic, emboldened and beautiful, never afraid to speak her mind, but she’s overprotective of her brother, knowing full-well the disgrace and disrespect he shows his own family, hiding his weakness and moral shortcomings, while both young daughters look up to him with unabated reverence, afraid their mother will drive him away.  But Mozelle has to face her own demons, especially when she meets a new man in her life, Julian Grayraven (Vondie Curtis-Hall, the director’s husband), a black Indian, where a spark of love is in the air, yet her track record is abysmal.  The story she tells Eve about the fate of one of her husbands is simply chilling, both in what it reveals about her and the awesome and mesmerizing power of a beautifully told story, Eve's Bayou (1997) - Mozelle, Hosea and Maynard Scene (7/11) | Movieclips YouTube (3:28).  Among the more eloquent scenes is a walk out on a country road by the side of the lake on a gorgeous sunny day with Mozelle and her sister-in-law Roz, being honest and open with each other, which has a way of opening doors, allowing a sliver of honesty into what seems like tragic lives.  What becomes more evident, as time goes on, is that each character has their own vantage point, seeing the same things, but in different ways.  This confusion leads to a spiral of self-delusion, as Eve grows protective of her sister, who comes to her with a horrible secret that brings tragic consequences, wanting to save her from the incestuous betrayal of her own father, looking to use spells and powers to eradicate what she perceives as evil, certain her father is to blame, looking to cast a magic spell upon him, even wishing he was dead.  The scenes between the sisters are fraught with power and emotion, but grow heart-wrenching at the strange turn of events, where the truth of what really happens remains ambiguous, with different outcomes depending on who you listen to, as every action has a ripple effect, yet in the end what stands out is a sisterly love that endures, uncertain about everything else in their future, but they still have each other, leaving audiences to grapple with the deeply complex moral implications.