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Monday, January 1, 2024

2023 Top Ten List #9 May December











 









Director Todd Haynes


Haynes with actors Charles Melton and Julianne Moore

Haynes and cast on the red carpet at Cannes




























MAY DECEMBER                   B+                                                                                              USA  (117 mi)  2023  d: Todd Haynes 

In Washington State, elementary school teacher Mary Kay Letourneau pleaded guilty to having sex with a sixth-grade student… Miss Letourneau has been branded a sex offender, or as the kids refer to her, ‘The greatest teacher of all time.’                                                                  —Norm Macdonald on Saturday Night Live’s “Weekend Update,” 1997, Sound Bites: the week's best TV quotes

Something of a before and after film, with Haynes taking an exclusive look at the aftereffects of a scandalous tabloid story happening decades earlier, inspired by the true story of Mary Kay Letourneau, a 34-year old teacher who pleaded guilty to having sex with a 12-year old 6th grade student, having two children together, actually getting married while she was serving a seven year prison sentence and living together as a family after her release.  Twenty years after the scandal gripped the nation, Julianne Moore, in her fifth appearance with this director, stars as Gracie Atherton-Yu, the tabloid fixture who is a registered sex offender living with her husband Joe (Charles Melton), now the same age as Gracie when the incident occurred, along with their three children, Honor (Piper Curda), who is away at college, and two twins, Charlie (Gabriel Chung) and Mary (Elizabeth Yu), who are about to graduate from high school.  Adding to the complexity of the story is Hollywood actress Elizabeth Berry (Natalie Portman), who comes to visit Gracie and her family to do research as she prepares to play her in an upcoming independent film that attempts to shed light without exploitation.  Set in Savannah, Georgia and their seaside home on nearby Tybee Island, it’s a picturesque locale with plenty of Spanish moss hanging from the trees, yet the unsettling family dynamic is explored through the lens of Elizabeth, a supposedly impartial outside observer whose presence only inflames the precarious inner tensions, opening up old wounds, with audiences seemingly eavesdropping into this carefully reconstructed yet scathingly recontextualized world, as Haynes examines our societal obsession with salacious narratives.  Written by Samy Burch from a story by Alex Mechanik, premiering in competition at Cannes, with European critics quickly deriding the film while American critics seemed to embrace it, Haynes deftly examines the cracks in the armor of what appears on the surface to be a stable relationship, elevating this into a full-blown melodrama that flirts with black comedy, social farce, psychological thriller, and romantic tragedy, where a key aspect is re-appropriating the ultra-dramatic Michel Legrand music from Joseph Losey’s forbidden romance drama THE GO-BETWEEN (1971) as a satirical leitmotif that hilariously intervenes, Michel Legrand - Theme From The Go-Between (1971) YouTube (2:32), taking this into exaggerated overdrive in an unorthodox story of moral irresponsibility, doomed love, and a slow, creeping sense of inescapable fate, yet the power of the performances feels impeccable, drawing us into this lurid world of carefully calculated exteriors and dangerously erratic interiors.  This film is not for everyone, with creepy undertones of human failings, as Gracie shows a psychopathic tendency, where rape in her mind becomes a Shakespearean romance of star-crossed lovers, veering between a dominating, Lady Macbeth personality and one who cowers in fear, like a scared little girl, where there are chilling interviews of various family members, friends, and others associated with the case offering conflicting opinions, as shockwaves give way to heartbreaking revelations.  Elizabeth’s teasing and blindly antagonizing behavior also becomes suspect, feeling closer to her role in Mike Nichols’ CLOSER (2004) than anything else she’s made, intentionally pushing the limits of respectability, like a stalker, until eventually she brazenly crosses that line in the most unsubtle ways.  There’s a jagged, jigsaw puzzle narrative that never directly approaches the subject, as much is learned through inferences or tangential characters who offer their views, where there are subtleties that should not be overlooked, but the power of the film is the collective dramatic weight that accrues, with Haynes delving into familiar Douglas Sirk territory, where the repressed emotional contradictions are essential to understanding what’s going on beneath the surface, a gray area that never really comes to light, so deeply submerged, only making brief ascensions for air. 

Certainly one unmentioned aspect is how they can afford to live in such an idyllic seaside home and raise a family, as neither parent generates any substantial income, with one a convicted felon, supporting herself by baking pies in the kitchen (an illusion of maternal morality, Mildred Pierce anyone?), but that is an extremely limited money source, while Joe, a former pet store clerk, now works as a radiology technician, so this is an inexplicable aspect of their life that remains a mystery (apparently the house was financed by selling exclusive wedding photos to the highest bidding tabloid).  Equally mystifying is how Haynes and cinematographer Christopher Blauvelt, a regular collaborator with Kelly Reichardt, actually film this environment, shooting on 35mm, as the sunny skies can be blinding before they typically turn cloudy, adding a darker aspect that envelops this peaceful sanctuary, where what passes for normalcy is a lingering societal contamination that is unusually deceptive.  While Elizabeth and Gracie are always cordial, they eye each other with suspicion, like circling feral cats, as both are narcissistic manipulators used to getting their way, yet there’s an ebb and flow to their relationship, frequently framed through mirror reflections, where their crude lack of awareness is nothing less than shocking, with rumblings of discontent coming from the children, who are like a Greek chorus of restless discord, not exactly welcoming Elizabeth with open arms, undercutting the supposed harmony in the family, as it becomes evident how trapped into a corner they all feel, where it’s hard not to anticipate an underlying sense of dread, with both parents consistently putting on airs of a happy home, yet it turns out to be much more suffocating.  Haynes makes the decision never to retreat into flashbacks, using photographs or newspaper headlines instead, or snippets from sensationalist made-for TV movies, but the full extent of what actually happened is never seen, only suggested, where at one point Gracie casually mentions, “Insecure people are dangerous.”  On a visit to a coffee shop with Gracie’s former husband Tom (D.W. Moffett), he was absolutely shocked by what transpired, thinking he knew his wife, but he asks Elizabeth the question on everyone’s mind, “What would make a 36-year old woman have an affair with a seventh grader?”  The dead silence resonating afterwards permeates throughout the entire film, like a puzzling enigma that will always linger just out of reach, inexplicable, incomprehensible, and unmistakingly criminal, yet still part of the human condition.  While there are plots and sub-plots to this picture, they are not as crucial as character and atmosphere, becoming a hypnotic film that takes a very nihilistic and sardonic point of view, with suggestions that reality may be a pathological repetition of previous behavior disorders.  Perhaps the biggest surprise is the character of Joe, who is deeply sympathetic, polite, and quietly introverted, where he seems to be the real family caretaker, providing the necessary equilibrium to keep them from falling off into the deep end, yet he’s strangely old-fashioned, with no real connections, and is mostly a homebody.  One of his passions is raising monarch butterflies, a species driven to the brink of extinction, yet he tenderly cares for them, transferring eggs into containers he maintains every day before releasing them back into the wild.  Gracie, on the other hand, has no patience for this practice, calling them “bugs,” asking that they be removed from the living room when guests come over.  It’s clear they’re not really on the same wavelength or as happy as they seem, with Gracie falling into tearful fits, growing emotionally hysterical at times, where her neurotic fragility requires the calming influence of Joe to settle her nerves, yet despite being twenty years younger, he may be the more grown-up of the two.  His sense of emotional restraint is the real surprise of this film, as he’s never been the focus of the story before, as all eyes were pointed at Gracie, yet late in the film he begins to question what happened to the childhood that was prematurely taken from him. 

A film that touches on tabloid stories and crime documentaries, like Ezra Edelman’s fascinating 2016 Top Ten List #4 O.J.: Made in America, or Truman Capote’s mesmerizing journalistic exposé In Cold Blood (1967), yet demystifies the sensationalism found in media, adding an extraordinary amount of personal intimacy that may never get at the truth but helps alter our preconceived notions, continually elevated by the amazing central performances that are simply never what we expect, with Haynes exploring the hidden yet profoundly sad nuances of ordinary life, even in such extraordinary circumstances.  The Bergman-like merging of Julianne Moore and Natalie Portman into something resembling Persona (1966), or Robert Altman’s 3 Women (1977), is not an accident, as this may be the driving force behind the film, using method acting as a medium, a means to an end, a place where fiction and reality meet, where Haynes reassembles the jagged pieces of their lives, carefully constructing a new identity in a world too confusing and cruel to call our own, as what we see almost never corresponds to the truth, yet we’re all captive to ideas about truth.   We never see the peculiar lengths actors are willing to go in preparations for a role, as we only see the finished product onscreen, but this film gets behind the scenes before shooting begins, taking viewers into strangely uncomfortable territory, as Elizabeth seems more concerned with her career, driven by her own personal ambition, and is clearly having a negative effect on the family, whose lives are already a study of emotional upheaval from all the tabloid headlines portraying them as the personification of evil, yet that doesn’t stop her from pressing ahead, creating even more family tension.  In an early scene, a package of “shit” arrives as evidence of the kind of hate mail they still receive after all these years, something they have to process as a normal part of their lives.  It’s an astounding detail that could just as easily translate to what’s currently being transmitted over social media, where the origins might have begun with this kind of public crucifixion.  One of the elements of this film that is especially successful is how well Haynes plants the seeds, setting up various incidents involving Elizabeth that will only become relevant later on near the end of the film, like talking to a classroom full of drama students, where her answers to their questions suddenly take on greater meaning.  The same could be said for various conversations she has with other characters throughout the film, yet this is how Haynes constructs such an unusual narrative, using the metaphor of caterpillars turning into butterflies, where some transitions in life may seem inexplicable, yet they happen.  Joe’s connection, in this regard, is the missing link to both women, as he’s the one most affected by what happened in the past, and while their children will forever be tainted and traumatized by this experience, he’s the one that is living with it from day to day, given a melancholy disposition, seemingly on an island all on his own with no safety net, manipulated as a “boy toy” at such an early age, where he can’t imagine his wife as the villain.  This gives him a childlike innocence and naïveté, a complete contrast to the predatory behavior and temperamental mood fluctuations of Gracie, who sees herself as a victim, still living in a self-serving state of denial for what she’s done, a toxic personality bordering on delusional, exhibiting no capacity to empathize.  Yet there she is standing before a mirror with Elizabeth, casually talking about her choice of make-up, actually applying it to the face of her counterpart, creating a moment of intimacy where the artifice actually sends chills in the air when we finally realize just how despicable these two women are, like the old school sensibility in Robert Aldrich’s trashy horror thriller WHATEVER HAPPENED TO BABY JANE? (1962).  The final sequence is a hair-raising reminder of how theatricality has a way of registering with audiences, demonstrating how performance intersects with real life, where you find yourself in the middle of these moments that simply register with you.  Haynes is such a gifted and intelligent director, where there are levels to this, and he continues to probe the void of the unknown, like a venture into outer space, yet he’s able to add such a humane context to the unknowable.     

Tuesday, April 19, 2022

Lola



 


























Director Jacques Demy on the set

Anouk Aimée


Corrine Marchand with Demy


Aimée with cinematographer Raoul Coutard




















 

 

 

 

LOLA                         A                                                                                                            France  Italy  (90 mi)  1961  ‘Scope  d: Jacques Demy

There’s a bit of happiness in simply wanting happiness.                                                        —Lola (Anouk Aimée)

A French filmmaker known for his lavishly colorful, Hollywood-style musicals, though this first feature was shot in black and white by Raoul Coutard, who would go on to become Godard’s favorite cinematographer, with his elaborately flowing camera movements, while Michel Legrand composed the score, described by Demy as a “musical without music,” reflective of a young, liberated postwar culture, stylistically emulating that rush of innocence that has come to define early French New Wave films, yet this film goes against the grain, against the highly masculine auteurism that defined the era and instead owes a major debt to the emotional sophistication of the women’s picture.  Dedicated to Max Ophüls in the opening screen credit, largely inspired by LOLA MONTÈS (1955), recalling several of his films, with many narrated from the point of view of the female protagonist, while this film, with Anouk Aimée playing the titular character of chanteuse Lola with a breathy, Marilyn Monroe style sensuality, only adds to the illustrious legend of the Lola films, beginning with Marlene Dietrich’s legendary performance as Lola, a Weimar Republic cabaret singer in Joseph von Sternberg’s THE BLUE ANGEL (1930), concluding with the Rainer Werner Fassbinder film LOLA (1981), set during postwar German reconstruction, with Barbara Sukowa playing the enticing cabaret singer Lola.  All deal in some way with an elusive aspect of freedom and love, fending for themselves during periods of economic instability, caught up in different historical times, with Demy recalling the postwar recovery period when money and jobs were scarce, still dealing with times of austerity, as they had not yet built a sustainable middle class economy.  All the things critics didn’t like about Demy’s films, calling them too romantic, too sentimental, or too stylistically extravagant, are what distinguishes them today, as Demy was in rare company, one of the screen’s greatest romantics, making films within his own creative universe, harkening back to a 1930’s era of French filmmaking described as Poetic realism and incorporating that style into his own films.  Even at his most successful, Demy was never embraced as part of the French New Wave, ignoring his wife Agnès Varda as well, despite their connections with the Cahiers du cinema critics who would themselves become filmmakers, with the world of cinema academia instead preferring auterist filmmakers, where it’s only recently that Demy, and Varda, have been totally embraced by the French critical establishment.  Since her husband’s death, Varda spent the last decades of her life working tirelessly to restore her husband’s standing in French film culture while protecting his legacy, though others, such as Demy biographer Jean-Pierre Berthomé, have accused Varda of obstructing scholarship in an effort to control the narrative about Demy, specifically any developing recognition about his role in queer cinema, as Demy was an acknowledged bisexual, which may explain why the male-dominated French New Wave directors, reflecting the bias of the times, were reticent to embrace him as one of their own.  While initially viewed as a New Wave film when it was released, it was ignored for decades afterwards, with Demy ignored by writers and historians as well, seemingly marginalized, yet viewed differently over time, as there is a reluctance to think of Demy with the other Cahiers du cinema critics.  James Monaco’s The New Wave, for instance, considered one of the fundamental texts on the French film movement, barely mentions Demy at all, yet he has been fully embraced by a new young breed of gay French filmmakers like François Ozon, Patrice Chéreau, André Téchiné, and Christophe Honoré, who are enamored by the extravagance of the Demy aesthetic.  One would be hard pressed to watch this film and not believe it shares principle aesthetics with the French New Wave, made on a miniscule budget, preferring real locations to studio sets, displaying an exuberant visual style, and a passion for movies (especially American ones), yet Demy was unafraid of melodrama, something the Cahiers group detested.  Yet the Cahiers critics loved this film, listing it as the #1 film of 1961, Cahiers du Cinema: 1951-2011, while Godard lists the film at #8 on his Top Ten list for 1961, Jean-Luc Godard: 1956-1965, even appropriating part of the storyline and dialogue into his musical sex farce released 6-months later, A Woman Is a Woman (Une femme est une femme) (1961), while introducing Demy to his own producer Georges de Beauregard, who financed the film, while later Truffaut helped finance The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (Les Parapluies de Cherbourg) (1964).  Part of Varda’s involvement included the complete restoration of this film, as the original negative was destroyed in a fire.  

A love story about a yearning for a better life that evolves into a universal story of love and its aftereffects, where this may as well be a love letter to the movies themselves, with the setting in the director’s hometown seaside community of Nantes, a bustling port city in a state of transition, where the enormous construction cranes resemble the oil derricks in Douglas Sirk films set in Texas, a regular stop for American Navy warships unleashing sailors on leave, the same city featured so eloquently in Agnès Varda’s biographical portrait of her husband in Jacquot de Nantes (1991), where right from the opening credits we hear a Beethoven motif as a recurring theme, Beethoven's Symphony No. 7, 2nd movement | conducted by ... YouTube (7:30), exuding sensuality and grace, generating plenty of emotional intrigue.  Demy originally conceived an extravagant musical with elaborate costumes, all shot in color, but he was forced to minimize, where the multiple musical numbers were reduced to only one, embracing a modern existential spirit while conveying a fondness for the past.  Taking place over just a few days, this light-hearted narrative with a breezy tone follows several people in Nantes as they meet, form friendships and attractions, and discuss their memories and dreams for the future.  Unlike other New Wave films, Demy expanded the cast from a single protagonist, introducing a variety of characters who are all interwoven into the storyline, Lola (Anouk Aimée) a cabaret dancer and single mother, forced to choose between several lovers, yet still awaits her one true love, Michel (Jacques Harden), an idealized American cowboy type, her first love and father of her son Yvon (Gérard Delaroche), though he has been absent seven years, seen in the opening scene arriving to town in a white Cadillac, Lola Intro | Jacques Demy | Beethoven YouTube (1:52), having made his fortune overseas, appearing around town intermittently, but never connecting with anyone until reuniting with Lola in the finale.  Roland (Marc Michel), is an alter-ego of the director, a melancholic, disaffected young man filled with regrets and self-doubts who is ambivalent about his future, in love with Lola as a teenager, meeting her by chance early in the film and falls in love all over again, but is crushed by her rejection.  By chance, Roland meets Madame Desnoyers (Elina Labourdette), a former dancer and single mother, in a bookstore with her 13-year old daughter, Cécile (Anne Dupeyroux), making humorous reference to Lawrence Durrell’s recently published Justine, and quickly becomes friends with them both, yet a curious aside happens when Cécile shows him a photograph of her mother as a much younger dancer, which happens to be a still photo of Labourdette in the Bresson film The Ladies of the Bois de Boulogne (Les Dames du Bois de Boulogne) (1945), while Franky (Alan Scott) is an American sailor who resembles Michel and has gotten himself involved in a casual sexual relationship with Lola, while also spending time with Cécile, who seems to have a crush on him.  There are two additional characters, both inspired by Demy’s aunts, Claire (Catherine Lutz), the owner of a café frequented by Roland, and Jeanne (Margo Lion), who comes there every day to paint and who happens to be Michel’s mother, yet also hasn’t seen or heard from him in seven years.  Both women are distinguished by the fact they are living alone without men, something rarely depicted in French films at the time.  Demy’s film, at its core, is about dreamers, with Roland dreaming of traveling somewhere far away with Lola, while she dreams Michel will return one day.  Young Cécile dreams of being a dancer, while Michel dreams of making his fortune.  His return brings to mind Visconti’s White Nights (La Niotti Bianche) (1957), where a young girl stubbornly clings to the fleeting hopes that a former lover will return.  Demy has fashioned an elaborate choreography of coincidences and chance encounters, with dark underpinnings scattered throughout, a template for his best musicals, The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (Les Parapluies de Cherbourg) (1964) and The Young Girls of Rochefort (Les demoiselles de Rochefort) (1967), where the line between euphoria and melancholia is a thin one, subject to change by random encounters or a sudden change of heart, where missed connections are built into the storyline, like ships passing in the night, calling into question certain aspects of fate, yet the connections that do meet are delightfully charming, falling into the magical territory of French films.  What feels unique is that all are somehow seen and filtered through the eyes of Lola or her vanished lover, though that’s not initially evident, as the town is filled with paralyzed dreamers awaiting a better future that never comes, instead leading sad and lonely lives that have mysteriously been placed on hold, where happiness, even when it comes, is tenuous, seemingly passing through a purgatory of missed opportunities.  Demy was once a puppetmaster, putting on street shows as a kid, where it feels like he has his characters dangling from a string, where he’s pulling the levers in continually shaping their destinies.   

The framework of the film resembles a fairy tale, as it fits into the Hollywood Prince Charming stereotype, with Lola waiting for the return of her prince, where the central theme of fidelity plays out over an extended lover’s absence, her prince returning mysteriously at the end of the picture, placing great faith in the romance of one’s first love, as if it will always retain a magical connection.  The Umbrellas of Cherbourg (Les Parapluies de Cherbourg) is a direct descendent of this film, continuing the themes of fidelity and waiting, also mirroring the mother-daughter dynamic, though in the later film Demy subverts the audience’s expectations by refusing to provide a happy ending, suggesting instead that love is transient, creating a tearjerker with depths of complexity built-up in that tragic finale.  Waiting for that perfect prince has a Greek myth model in the long and continuing absence of Odysseus before finally returning to his wife Penelope in The Odyssey, and is also the subject of Disney’s SLEEPING BEAUTY (1959), while LOLA similarly is built around a premise of the heroine’s ability to wait for her dream to come true.  Demy challenges the idea of conventional relationships, packing his films with despondent characters that dream of a better life, which may be in tune with his secretly gay childhood where he had to dream his way out of his provincial existence, with so many of his characters waiting around hoping for something better to come just around the corner, where Demy’s films create an illusory world within the grim reality of their everyday circumstances, leaving them feeling trapped.  Initially it appears the central character is Roland, a moody, impressionable, free-spirited, yet habitually late New Wave youth who couldn’t be less motivated, exuding existential detachment, yet searching for happiness, valuing his freedom but inadvertently getting lost in a book, perfectly capturing the 60’s era of postwar apathy and melancholia, whose ambivalence about the future recalls the wayward lead character in Bresson’s Four Nights of a Dreamer (Quatre nuits d'un rêveur... (1971), or Alexander (Jean-Pierre Léaud), the quintessential New Wave character in Eustache’s The Mother and the Whore (La Maman et la Putain) (1973), while also bringing to mind any number of young men in Rohmer films caught up in the bloom of youth with their heads seemingly in the clouds, all trying to figure out where they fit into modern society.  For Demy, one protagonist leads to another, and what appears to be small, seemingly trivial moments with one character lead to more serious encounters with other characters, all of which create a multiplying, ripple effect where the drama keeps escalating.  For instance, when Roland meets the young Cécile in the bookstore, he tells her she reminds him of a girl by the same name in his youth.  That girl turns out to be Lola, who he runs into on the street purely by chance, yet their paths diverge as her story then becomes the consuming interest of the film, as she works at the Eldorado Club with several other young girls, who can be seen practicing their routines, where the women’s routine of boredom and ennui is broken by a genuine concern for each other.  American sailors routinely visit the place and freely spend their money, Jacques Demy's "Lola" (1961) - the boys arrive at the cabaret YouTube (58 seconds), where one of the dancers is Corrine Marchand, starring a year later in Varda’s groundbreaking Cléo from 5 to 7 (Cléo de 5 à 7) (1962), yet Lola, with a long cigarette holder, sings the only song in the film (written by Agnès Varda), performing a signature Marlene Dietrich-style dance routine, dressed in a black lace corset, wearing a top hat and black feather boa, imprinting herself in the imaginations of viewers with “Lola’s Song, C’est moi, Lola,” a woman who “likes to please them every day without going all the way,” Extrait de LOLA de Jacques Demy - La chanson de Lola YouTube (1:54).  One of the sailors who takes a special interest in Lola is Franky, yet her interest lies only in his physical resemblance to Michel, the man she really yearns for.  Again, purely by chance, Franky runs into the young Cécile at the corner store, as he buys the last edition of her favorite Meteor comic, striking up a friendship, where in one of the better sequences of the film he takes her to the carnival in town to celebrate her 14th birthday, where it turns into one of the better expressions of pure unadulterated joy onscreen, with the camera subjectively identifying with Cécile’s giddy excitement, as both are utterly thrilled on the rides together, Lola (1961) - Carrousel scene YouTube (2:11), even resorting to slow motion, allowing that magical moment to extend in time, revealing just how enthralled she is with him (Demy had envisioned a ballet, given a dreamlike quality, suggestive of how she feels), like one of the greatest dates she’ll ever have, and a metaphor for that euphoria of first love.  As the story develops, we learn that Cécile is a possible derivation of Lola, an example of the happy-go-lucky girl she used to be, symbolizing an exhilarating date Lola had with Michel at the same age, while her mother, Madame Desnoyers, a former dancer, represents what Lola may become, a single mother raising her teenage child alone.  And while Lola may actually escape the monotony and dreary routine of her stifling working-class existence at the end, Madame Desnoyers, by contrast, cannot.  Scenes of Lola dancing in the club, or lamenting Michel’s absence, are woven into these sequences, beautifully connecting together Lola’s past, present, and future.