Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Lion

Seen at the wonderful Govinda Cinema in Newtown, Sydney.

 Bea says: Seen without Cecil, with friends at Sydney’s wonderful Govinda’s Cinema; think floor cushions and a big screen above a Hare Krishna restaurant.

This film has been hyped and I am often wary of hyped films, although sometimes they work out and this one certainly did.  It is a fantastic, involving story which doesn’t shy away from presenting the difficulties of international adoption, and family life in general; the main character “Lion” was lost, not orphaned, and the second adoption made by his new family was certainly very troubling indeed.

A side note for me was how digital technology has changed our lives; Lion tracks down his origin family using Google Earth – something that wouldn’t have been possible any earlier in history, and although of course there was barely a dry eye in the house at his reunion with his mother I was very moved by her statement that she had deliberately never moved from the village, in case he came back. 

Good performances throughout, including Nicole Kidman (wearing some great 80s fashion I must say!), and some lovely Tasmanian scenery too.

Highly recommended.

****

The Promise

Seen at the Roxy Cinema in Nowra, NSW

Cecil says: Another film set in one of the world wars, but for once this one tells the story from an angle we do not often hear about in the west: this was all to do with the massacre of Armenians in Turkey in WW1 (and I enjoyed it almost as much as I'd enjoyed Flamme & Citron which looked at WW2 from the perspective of Denmark).

This film had so many aspects worth talking about that it took us virtually our whole half hour drive home to talk through our impressions.

So the plot basically revolves around an Armenian man living in a Turkish village who wants to become a doctor. To raise the money for medical school in Constantinople, he gets betrothed to a young lass in his village and then goes off for two years study with the dowry.

In the meantime, war breaks out, he falls in love with another woman in Constantinople and life changes completely. I'll say no more so as not to spoil for those who haven't seen the film yet, but there are many twists and turns in this epic film that lasts more than two hours and ends in modern-day America with some of the survivors reflecting back on those earlier times.

It was fabulous for us to trigger memories of places visited on our long overland journey from Yorkshire to Australia: there was Istanbul, of course, with its markets and tea rooms, its bustle and beauty, but also its reminder of just how close to the surface oppression is in that city (the prison guards reminded me of those in American Express, and who's to say they aren't still the same today as Pride marchers were arrested on the streets of Istanbul on the same day as when we saw the film in the safety of Nowra); there were memories of Baku and its dimly-lit tea houses and narrow lanes.

And it reminded us of how the people we met in Azerbaijan - in a town close to the Iranian border - had not been keen for us to visit the local memorial for the Armenian genocide.

What was interesting was to learn that the massacres of Armenians began already in 1915 (the few of us who did know about the genocide, think of it as being 1918). It was also moving to see the forced labour made to build a railway in Turkey - Hollywood has made everyone in the English-speaking world aware of the Bridge over the River Kwai  in Thailand, but how many more such projects were forced on POWs in other parts of the world? Probably a lot more than we realise.

Having just seen Their Finest, where propaganda film-makers in WW2 are forced to find a role for an American to broaden the film's appeal, we couldn't help wondering if this was a real life version of the same...

I was tempted to whisper to Bea half way through this film to ask: What was the name of the film? I had genuinely forgotten. But The Promise (presumably by budding doctor to young village girl) began to feel like such a small part of the plot as the film developed. Was there an original version of this screenplay without the love triangle involving the American journalist? He plays a more and more important role as the story progresses and he becomes more and more a hero (very like the American they invent in Their Finest). And the scene where the US Ambassador stands up to the Turkish Interior Ministry felt almost Trumpian in its 'America First' way.

Some of the casting was slightly odd, too. Charlotte Le Bon is good as the new love interest, but she hardly looks like a village Armenian, and we both thought when she first appeared that she was some sort of American governess to the rich man's kids.

Then there's the daughter of same rich man who is delightful but looks so mixed race that when she first appeared, I assumed the rich Armenian had married a black woman, and that confused me for a while as no black woman ever appeared through the film.

For all that, The Promise  is a fabulous film and I'm so glad we chose it over the other option for early Sunday morning, which would have been Churchill. 

****

Bea says: This is a film in the style of the great epics; it put me in mind of Dr Zhivago – the backdrop of war changing the lives of the young people forever; a complicated love triangle; and some lovely shots of the landscape.  Whether it actually quite makes epic status itself is a questionable; it certainly tries but perhaps just falls a little short.

Cecil has summarised the story above, and like him I certainly enjoyed seeing the locations and landscapes that we personally had travelled through and learning about a historical incident I knew little about; as opposed to the more often told stories of the Great War (the trenches, Gallipoli, etc.). 

Its “epicness” worked in that it totally transported me to the place and era, and I was completely caught up in the story, action and characters – a thoroughly enjoyable experience for a Sunday morning matinee.  I really cared about what happened, and the characters developed over time. 

What didn’t work was (and I echo Cecil here) some of the casting (Charlotte Le Bon just doesn’t look like she came from an Armenian village…) and the title didn’t feel at all like the focus of the film. 

Chatting to Cecil on the way home we thought if anything it was more about standing by one’s convictions rather than keeping to a promise; either the plot developed as the film was made, or it was a translation from Armenian that didn’t quite work, or it was two film stories that were merged, which it occasionally felt like to me.  I also wondered if they had tried out a couple of endings, as (spoiler alert) the death of Charlotte Le Bon’s character Anna felt rather….convenient, if sad.  That scene was also a bit derivative – Titanic, The Piano, and it broke my involvement in the story as I thought how similar the scene was to those films’ scenes.

On another note, it was interesting to hear Chris Cornell’s song of the same name while the credits rolled, and Christian Bale was excellent thoughout this film and the standout actor for me.

Definitely worth a watch, a particularly good Sunday film if you want to escape for a while.

***1/2

Monday, 26 June 2017

Their Finest

Seen at the wonderful Theatre Royal in Castlemaine, Vic

Cecil says: I saw this alone as I had the chance to stay a bit longer than Bea in Castlemaine, and this was on as a matinée, which was kind of appropriate for a movie depicting life in wartime Britain, and it was all about the making of a wartime propaganda film based on Dunkirk.

Now, I'm not normally a fan of films about making a film - they are usually too introspective, playing to a film-making audience and just a bit too self-absorbed.

Their Finest could not be further from that description. It laughed at itself, showed the real challenges of creating 'authenticity with optimism' when things don't go to plan, and even the need to create an American hero at Dunkirk as a sub-plot to try to get the American people behind the war worked precisely because it showed the plot acrobatics the writers had to go through to manage this.

It's great that the main character is a woman. Catrin Cole is well played by Gemma Arterton. We see her go through the difficulties of a relationship break-up, falling for her colleague, dealing with cantankerous actor Ambrose Hilliard (Bill Nighy type-cast again but brilliant as ever), and slowly getting recognition for her work, as she pushes to have a stronger role for the women characters in her script.

There are fantastic comic moments, like the filming on the 'Dunkirk' beaches and the drama coaching by Hilliard of the awkward American fighter pilot pushed into the plot with no plausible role. There's the drama of the backdrop of bombings and death around (and among) them, and the terribly moving scene late on in the film when disaster hits the studio where they are filming (I'll say no more to avoid a spoiler moment).

But there's also the wonderfully satisfying moment towards the end when Catrin finally watches the film she helped to write and it plays to a packed audience who hang on every line.

It's not an emotional rollercoaster because of its almost Brechtian way of constantly switching between reality and drama. That somehow stops a complete involvement in the characters, but it is a wonderfully gripping film, with some waves of emotion.

I thoroughly enjoyed it and would happily go to see it again with Bea. Seeing it at the vintage cinema that is Castlemain's Theatre Royal made it even more memorable, though.

****