Showing posts with label Xavier Dolan. Show all posts
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Wednesday, January 1, 2025

2024 Top Ten List #7 The Night Logan Woke Up (La nuit où Laurier Gaudreault s'est réveillé)


 


























Director Xavier Dolan

Dolan on the set




























THE NIGHT LOGAN WOKE UP (La nuit où Laurier Gaudreault s'est réveillé) – made for TV        A-           Canada  (293 mi)  2022  d: Xavier Dolan

When you die of our loving,
I will go into the garden and plant a flower that blooms in the early morning
Half metal, half paper, so it wounds my foot a little
Die of a very gentle death so that a flower may grow 

When you die of our loving,
I will compose a song with a tune of our times - a singing song for seven years
You will hear it, you will learn it, and your lips will thank me
Die of a very weary death so that I may compose it 

When you die of our loving,
the two books I shall write will be so beautiful that you can use them for your grave
And I, in turn, will lie down there, for I will die the same day
Die of a very tender death as you await them 

When you die of our loving,
I will take the key and hang myself on the hook of spoiled joys
And no one will know that we conquered those paths
Die of an exquisite death so that I may tell of them 

When you die of our loving, if too little is left of me, don’t ask me why
In the lies that follow we would be neither beautiful nor true
Die of a very lively death so that I may follow you

—Rufus Wainwright with Kate & Anna McGarrigle, 2005, Rufus Wainwright - Quand vous mourrez de nos amours YouTube (3:33)

The pandemic affected everyone differently, with Dolan sitting around with more spare time than usual, coming up with a plan to do a television mini-series, adapting French-Canadian playwright Michel Marc Bouchard’s 2019 stage production of La nuit où Laurier Gaudreault s’est reveille.  Having adapted the same playwright before in 2014 Top Ten List #7 Tom at the Farm (Tom à la ferme) (2013), Dolan places himself onscreen in both films while also using a stellar cast from the original play, creating something closer to the Hitchcock psychological thriller mode as he examines a dysfunctional family dynamic when an unspeakable event traumatizes Val-des-Chutes, a small town in Québec, with reverberations swirling around their lives afterwards, set simultaneously in 2019 and 1991, freely moving back and forth between times.  Few directors have made a series of films as personally compelling as Dolan, 2010 Top Ten Films of the Year: #7 I Killed My Mother (J’ai Tue Ma Mere) (2009), 2010 Top Ten Films of the Year: #4 Heartbeats (Les Amours Imaginaires) (2010), 2013 Top Ten List #2 Laurence Anyways (2012), 2014 Top Ten List #7 Tom at the Farm (Tom à la ferme) (2013), 2015 Top Ten List #1 Mommy (2014), 2018 Top Ten List #6 It's Only the End of the World (Juste la fin du monde) (2016), 2020 Top Ten List #3 The Death and Life of John F. Donovan (2018), 2020 Top Ten List #7 Matthias & Maxime (Matthias et Maxime) (2019), many of them still flying under the radar, as outside of MOMMY (2014), none have been released commercially in the United States.  2020 Top Ten List #3 The Death and Life of John F. Donovan (2018) was supposed to be the English language film that broke into American markets, but negative media postings about problems behind the scenes created adverse publicity, as actress Jessica Chastain, originally announced as one of the film’s leads, was cut completely from the final version, so that American release never happened, with critics lambasting the film with negative reviews, a startling point of view that is undeserved.  Dolan was deemed a wunderkind and child prodigy, making critically acclaimed films as a teenager, typically writing, directing, acting, producing, editing, and even serving as the costume designer, while also subtitling his films into English, having an immediate impact at the Cannes Film Festival where he was lauded with praise, having more films play at the festival over ten years than most directors will experience in their lifetimes, until the advent of social media finally turned on him with a vengeance, including incessant tweets of polarizing reactions, some of which turned condescending and viciously personal, becoming an onslaught of relentless attacks, where it wasn’t his films so much as his personality they didn’t like.  Unafraid to speak out against LGBTQ prejudice and homophobia and in support of marriage equality in Canada, the media suddenly read his films as arrogance, self-indulgence, and narcissistic entitlement, describing him as a “spoiled child.”  Yet his emotional acceptance speech at Cannes after winning the Jury Prize for MOMMY surprised many with its intelligence, eloquence, and heartfelt authenticity, paying a personal tribute to Jury President Jane Campion, whose poetic films have had a profound influence on his work, where their touching embrace remains one of the memorable moments of the festival.  

Dolan has always been more popular internationally than he is at home in Québec, where he became in right-leaning circles the face of unprofitable cinema and wasteful government spending, yet his talents as a filmmaker are undeniable, where his signature style exaggerates color and music, often changing film speeds, tinkering with melodrama, while utilizing eclectic musical choices ranging from classic to pop music, often providing the emotional heart and soul of his films, accentuating a strongly aesthetic approach, where his cinema is a whirlwind of unrestrained emotions putting us in closer touch with our deepest and most intimate feelings.  Dolan is probably overdue for a renewed evaluation, as this new generation has yet to see his films, and there have been no traveling film retrospectives delving into his career, but he’s only thirty-five, so his future is still wide open.  Besides a long-term collaboration with his cinematographer André Turpin, obviously playing a significant role in his visual aesthetic, Dolan has also utilized a coterie of recurring actresses and actors who have now become associated with him, most notably Anne Dorval and Suzanne Clément, with Dorval having a profound influence on yet another film (their 6th together) as the Larouche family matriarch, Madeleine, or “Maddy,” whose death in the opening segment sets the wheels in motion, where deeply buried secrets that have been long repressed for decades suddenly resurface.  Dolan provides a dizzying, stream-of-conscious narrative that continually goes back and forth in time, where writing for a 5-part, 5-hour television series is a very different style, perhaps modeled after David Lynch’s quirky small town drama Twin Peaks (1990-91), but like all his other films, extremely impactful.  While the action of the play takes place entirely in a funeral home, with the family gathered around, Dolan added the different time periods, characters, and locations in writing the adaption.  It’s like he’s layering 5 or 6 different storylines, just dropping little hints as we go, continually keeping viewers off-balance while building momentum and suspense, mixing elements of horror, humor, and drama, where it’s a unique experience, to say the least, and in a shockingly good way.  As an actor himself, Dolan has a talent for directing other actors, as it’s one of his biggest strengths, where this film seems to emphasize his fascination with strong female actresses who are truly exceptional.  Even the opening sequence that repeats in each episode is an absolute delight, with rousing music written by Hans Zimmer and David Fleming evoking a feeling of anticipated dread, The Night Logan Woke Up (Original Series Soundtrack) YouTube (1:20), setting the stage for a bit of droll fun and amusement, like a private eye whodunit, but it plays out quite differently, capturing the complex personalities of an ensemble family unit in two distinct time periods, becoming a before and after saga with profound implications.  In that regard it resembles Robert Altman’s superb adaptation of Ed Graczyk’s play, Come Back to the Five and Dime, Jimmy Dean, Jimmy Dean (1982), both driven by powerful performances, where Dolan’s films are about outsiders trying to fit in, while also carrying a traumatic image of latent homophobia in a conservative society that emerges over decades.

While this is Dolan’s television directorial debut, he tells deeply human stories with a unique voice, and this extended format allows him an opportunity to develop complex relationships in this edgy character study, literally breathing life into each one, where the different chapter headings allow for a teasing aspect to develop, as intentional cliffhangers are placed at the end of each episode, spurring interest to see what happens in the next serial installment.  Each segment opens with an innovative and cleverly imagined moment of dramatic intensity before the opening credits roll, like an appetizer before the main course, but it sets the stage in establishing mood and atmosphere, as Dolan literally drenches the screen with ominous overtones, plunging us into a world of darkness.  The family is nearly always depicted in a closely confined, claustrophobic setting, with a muted color palette casting a suffocating shadow over the household, while elements of surreal horror amplify daydream sequences, or instantaneous flashbacks, which are treated as an inescapable aspect of existing realities.  As Maddy lays on her death bed, she is surrounded by family and an attending nurse.  Slowly, each of the characters are introduced, each dealing with their own demons, as we come to realize these men are brothers, the oldest Julien (Patrick Hivon), arguably the most tortured, a former alcoholic who has returned to take college classes, Denis (Éric Bruneau), who seems to have a calming influence, though from a distance, while the youngest, Elliot, is played by Dolan himself, literally embodying the role of a man just released from a drug rehab center earlier in the day in order to be there, seen with red marks on his neck, perhaps signs of earlier suicide attempts.  Also seen in the foreground is Julien’s wife Chantal (Magalie Lépine-Blondeau in her third Dolan film), who is like a breath of fresh air in defying her husband’s callous indifference, while exhibiting astonishing range.  But there’s a moment before any of the family have arrived when Maddy is alone, as her attendant is out temporarily having a smoke, so she struggles in an effort to move on her own, but is seen answering the phone.  While we don’t hear the call, it produces devastating results, as she frantically searches through mementos from 1991, and is discovered in a disheveled heap on the floor in an agitated state, which later leads to the summoning of the family, as the end is near, but not before a flashback sequence takes us to happier times, suddenly quickening the pace, giving the film a fresher look and a brighter color palette.  14-year old sister Mireille, aka “Mimi” (Jasmine Lemée) and brother Julien (Elijah Patrice-Baudelot) are best friends with the neighbor next door, Logan Goodyear (Pier-Gabriel Lajoie), as both are on the same baseball team that just won the regional championship, while Mimi dreams of them one day running off to the United States together and “get the hell outta here.”  But Maddy is running for mayor (often referred to as the mayor that wasn’t), supposedly setting a moral example, while Mimi has insomnia, with a notorious habit of sneaking into the house next door at night, supposedly out of curiosity, yet it could lead to disastrous results, which, of course, it does, where the ominous implications recall Boo Radley, the mysteriously haunting next door neighbor in Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird (1962).

At Maddy’s bedside, she openly pushes Julien’s hand away, not by accident, but intentionally, which makes little sense at the time, causing him immeasurable grief, especially because it comes at the very moment before her death, as if she’s literally scared to death by his presence.  In the empty quiet of the moment, Dolan produces what is arguably the most impactful scene of the film, using music as only he can, Rufus Wainwright - Quand vous mourrez de nos amours YouTube (3:33), which resonates long afterwards, creating a poetic sequence of staggering emotional devastation, reminiscent of a similar moment in Paul Thomas Anderson’s Magnolia (1999), where each one finds themselves alone afterwards, lost in their own memories, somehow feeling alienated and disconnected from the world around them.  Then in something of an unexpected surprise, Mireille (Julie Le Breton), who’s been absent for nearly thirty years, suddenly walks into the funeral home to announce she intends to embalm their mother’s body.  End of chapter one.  Now that is drama.  One of the most extraordinary movies ever made for television remains Maurice Pialat’s The House in the Woods (La Maison des Bois) (1971), a 7-episode, six hour film that carries the depth and weight of a novel and remains an unforgettable experience.  It’s a similar feeling here watching the exact same opening and closing credit sequences, hearing the same music each time, as it recalls how it felt to let the density of Pialat’s film sink in, where you have a chance to catch your breath and reflect for a moment before the next chapter begins.  A very precarious balance is broken with the return of Mireille, not just for the family, who are not exactly friendly, people with multiple disorders, from drug and alcohol addiction to unhealthy or unorthodox sexuality, but also inflames the vitriol of the small-town community at large, as it brings to the surface painful memories, where lingering anger and distressing rumors still persist.  But it is Xavier Dolan’s virtuoso camera that plunges us into the past, as his attention to detail is exemplary, exploring old family conflicts, wasted ambitions, and unforgivable betrayals.  By masterfully linking the past with the present, the storyline gradually reveals the ambivalence of the characters, their regrets, and possibly even a path to redemption.  Dolan surrounded himself with an exceptional group of actors, with Patrick Hivon, Éric Bruneau, Julie Le Breton, and Magalie Lépine-Blondeau reprising their stage roles, adding Dolan’s favorite actress in the always amazing Anne Dorval, who is nothing short of bubbly in her role, and the director himself as a young man in an extremely fragile state of mind, as well as a talented group of young actors to play the featured characters as much wilder teenagers.  Given time to explore human complexity in all its hidden places, Dolan’s film literally bristles with life from start to finish in this intensely realized series, where there are dozens of stand-out moments that just jump off the screen, where some of the most compelling feature the music of Céline Dion - Regarde-moi (Live à Paris 1995) - YouTube (3:50) and James Blake’s adaptation of the Joy Division song Atmosphere YouTube (3:58), reaffirming that he’s one of the most talented directors of the 21st century, where the guy just doesn’t make anything that isn’t dazzlingly good.

The Night Logan Woke Up - YouTube (6:43)  Xavier Dolan and cast members Julie Le Breton and Elijah Patrice-Baudelot describe the experience of making the film

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Friday, January 1, 2021

2020 Top Ten List #3 The Death and Life of John F. Donovan





Director Xavier Dolan on the set


Dolan (left) on the set with actor Kit Harrington






















THE DEATH AND LIFE OF JOHN F. DONOVAN          A-                   
Canada  Great Britain  (123 mi)  2018  ‘Scope  d:  Xavier Dolan

Remember Stanley (Jeremy Blackman), the lonely child prodigy and long-running contestant featured on his quiz show, exploited and browbeaten by his overbearing father in Paul Thomas Anderson’s Magnolia (1999), whose aching loneliness just grabbed us by the throat?  Dolan has constructed an entire film around that singular character, or a similar character, remaining shockingly unpretentious and honest, creating what is perhaps his most open film yet.  Loathed and repudiated by the critics, many describing this as his worst effort, it’s clear by now there is a line of demarcation with Dolan and many of his critics, who are making personal assaults on his character with this film, finding him overpraised and self-indulgent, like cinema’s golden boy, having worn out his welcome, as his career trajectory doesn’t meet the expectations of these critics, who believe he should be making different kinds of films by now.  But what Dolan has going for him is an intensely personal viewpoint, as no one speaks to the gay experience like Dolan, where each of his films approach the subject differently, all offering unique windows into the human soul.  Having said that, this film is different, feeling more like a Hollywood movie, working with a considerably larger budget at $35 million, shot on 35mm by longtime cinematographer André Turpin, capturing a look that is often exquisite, including recognizable movie stars who speak English for the first time, with an overbearing musical score by Gabriel Yared that is kind of wretched, but it doesn’t seem to matter, as it’s such a compelling film.  Part of what critics point to has to do with the backdrop of the film, as actress Jessica Chastain was cut out of the final edit, leading many to conclude the film was a troubled production and an editing mess, trimmed down from 4-hours, spending two years editing this film down to size when normally it only takes Dolan two months, doing his own editing since his second film, shared in this film with Mathieu Denis, so, of course, he was lambasted for the editing as well.  The real problem is that the scope of critical negativity has prevented this film’s release in the United States, screening nowhere, as you have to search for alternative streaming sites to find viewing possibilities.  One such site is The Roku Channel, offering a 7-day free subscription, The Death and Life of John F. Donovan - The Roku Channel, while it’s also available on Hulu, Watch The Death and Life of John F. Donovan ... - Hulu.  Granted, watching a Dolan film on television is hardly the same as experiencing the grandiosity of his filmmaking in a theater, but this film tones down the visual pyrotechnics, refraining from those exaggerated cinematic moments, creating a standard melodrama that continually shifts points of view, moving freely between the past and present in multiple flashbacks, becoming more of a character study.  Ostensibly a story about celebrity and fan worship, adding a gay subtext, this one contains an element of autobiographic truth about it, as Dolan wrote an 8-year old fan letter to Leonardo Di Caprio, having watched him in James Cameron’s TITANIC (1997) five times. “I am one of your fans,” he explained, “You are a great actor and I admire you,” hoping to meet him if he ever comes to Montreal.  Similarly, Jacob Tremblay, the child actor in Larry Abrahamson’s Room (2015), is Rupert Turner, an 11-year old schoolboy who develops a mad crush about a superhero movie character with magical powers in the teen drama TV series Hellsome High, starring Kit Harrington as John F. Donovan, living and breathing everything about this fictional character, becoming the most vital aspect of his own young life. 

Opening in the swirling chaos of a movie set, spiraling into a montage of celebrity fan appearances, including screaming young teenage girls absolutely enthralled by Donovan, hanging onto his every move, blowing kisses, on the verge of fainting at the sight, followed by more appearances in famous places, accompanied by a gorgeous female escort, attending parties, seen with all the right people, where this is a whirlwind life of instant stardom and success.  Yet despite the dream, Donovan is living a lie, as he’s pretending to be something he isn’t, living up to other people’s expectations, where he’s a hollow shell of himself, unfulfilled and distant, not really knowing who he is, hiding a clandestine affair with a dreamy boyfriend Will (Chris Zylka), then getting cold feet when the relationship gets too close, eventually lost in a vast graveyard of extravagance and success, The death and life of John . F Donovan: Club scene YouTube (2:45).  From the ferocity of stardom we’re jettisoned into the lonely life of a young boy, Rupert, seen initially in the mad throes of his favorite TV character, going ballistics at his every move, arriving home late from school, needing to know exactly what he missed from his mother (Natalie Portman), his emotions skyrocketing at every new revelation in the show, where he is the picture of every wild and obsessed movie fan.  Yet he’s also bullied and teased relentlessly at school, repeatedly called “gayboy,” subject to an onslaught of homophobic gay slurs, an American exiled in London, brought there by his mother pursuing her own non-existent acting career, feeling totally out of place, rejected at every turn, so he starts a writing correspondence with his favorite actor, John F. Donovan, who surprisingly writes back, developing a personal correspondence that lasts for years, which he keeps secret, where this long-distance relationship offers him the only real friend he has in the world.  But things go haywire when he reveals his remarkable friendship in a “show and tell” school assignment, as everyone is certain he’s making it all up, that it’s all a figment of his imagination, but when he digs into his backpack to offer proof, one of the kids has stolen all the letters, seen laughing at him as the school bus drives away.  Not knowing what else to do, he breaks into the kid’s home to retrieve the letters, but is promptly arrested, leaving his mother in a dizzying hole of anxious cluelessness.  From the whirlwind opening of celebrity and fame, we’re equally drawn into this secret life of a lonely young kid who’s at his wits end, the death and life of john f. donovan jacob tremblay YouTube (3:19).  Like an unraveling soap opera, the melodramatic flourish on display is intoxicating, often using pop music to accentuate themes, but Tremblay is a child star, nailing every scene he’s in, becoming a compelling figure not often seen in movies, as his role is the dominating figure.  The moment he realizes his idol has died from a suspected drug overdose, seen on a television news report, his world is crushed.  Equally deluged in anxiety and confusion is the life of Donovan, who is rumored to be gay and closeted, tormented by the tabloid press, where he starts questioning himself, wondering what if i don’t belong here? YouTube (3:18).  The film is an explosion of raw nerves, a choreography of inner revelations, featuring extraordinary acting by everyone involved, as this is such intensely personal territory, at times simply enthralling.  Dolan bridges their different worlds through a clever device, as Rupert grows up, turning into actor Ben Schnetzer, now aged 21, publishing a book about the letters and his experiences, interviewed by Thandie Newton as a cynical New York Times journalist who initially shows no sign of interest whatsoever, failing to even read his book, yet slowly and assuredly Rupert wins her over, cutting through all the bullshit and pre-conceived notions (like Dolan answering all his critics), simply offering his own truth to all the doubters out there. 

Kathy Bates plays Donovan’s agent, Barbara Haggermaker, and has a killer scene when she drops him as her client, as he’s gotten into fights and caused mayhem on the sets, driven into a paranoiac rage, perhaps fueled by drugs, where he’s turned into somebody else, someone she no longer recognizes, yet her brutal honesty is stunning, where it’s a beautiful thing to see her in a role that suits her so perfectly.  Susan Sarandon plays Donovan’s mother, something of an alcoholic herself, but a true diva, worshipping herself at the expense of others, bitter after an unhappy marriage with his father, where her son remains a foreign entity, as if from another planet.  Yet she has an amazingly tender scene with him near the end, actually offering the healing power of maternal love, providing the balance that’s been missing in his life, reassuring him that she’s always known his true self.  Natalie Portman provides what may be the best moment in the film, when Rupert’s school teacher Mrs. Kureishi (Amara Karan, excellent in her small role) drops off an essay he wrote about his mother, throwing all his personal resentments aside, realizing how important she is in his life, which hits her like a ton of bricks, racing off to find him, set to Florence + the Machine’s version of Stand By Me, the life and death of john f. donovan stand by me YouTube (3:23), which is simply phenomenal filmmaking.  This overall thread of powerful women onscreen is certainly the heart and soul of this film, following in the footsteps of Douglas Sirk and his often derided “women’s pictures” (viewed much differently today), or Almodóvar’s continuing tribute to women, where it feels as if the women are providing trailblazing moments, as Dolan has never had the opportunity to work with such talent, yet he utilizes them in such original ways, where they stand for the best in us.  The hole that Donovan digs for himself is perplexing, disavowing his friendship with Rupert when the tabloids press him on it, betraying him when he needs him the most, yet as his world spirals out of control, he tenderly writes a final letter to Rupert, burrowed into the back of an empty restaurant kitchen, where he’s greeted by a stranger who accidentally appears (Michael Gambon, aka Professor Albus Dumbledore in the last Harry Potter movies), almost like an answered prayer, providing a voice for his gnawing conscience, offering, at least for a brief moment, some clarity.  It’s Portman, however, that reads his final letter, John F Donovan’s Last Letter YouTube (3:02), that reads like a final testimony, providing a summation of his life in turmoil, reaching out once again to his biggest fan and supporter, urging him to just be himself, something he, himself, could never be, for whatever reasons, perhaps it was the times, dogged by his own insecurities and fears, unable to accept a gay life navigated from the closet, concluding “I can’t afford to be this way!”  Thandie Newton joins this female assault to the senses, having the last word, being won over by this stranger she had no initial interest in meeting, accustomed to reporting from war zones, reluctantly thinking it would be a waste of time, that she had more pressing international issues to deal with, thinking she’d just give him the brush off, yet she’s intrigued by his powerful message and the awesome implications of his cruel and difficult journey, where he may not have fame and celebrity, or the power of advertising to hype his existence and sell his message, but he’s a quiet and compelling voice, honest, open, and unpretentious, all the things John Donovan could never be, defiantly unashamed, very comfortable in his own skin, where he has transcended all those earlier social limitations and is on a completely different pathway, now baring his restless soul, like an artist, intrinsically recognizing the value of simply being yourself, THE LIFE AND DEATH OF JOHN F. DONOVAN "End Scene" YouTube (3:00).