Berlinale 2012, day 3 (Everyone must die in India)

This year we have a new venue: the “Haus der Berliner Festspiele”, a theatre built in the 60s, so obviously it is very bright, open and rectangular! Very fitting for today’s second screening as you will see. For the third we also had something new: the IMAX 3D above the Cinestar moved out and now we have a huge screen with big comfy leather chairs with lots of legroom and space for all other extremities you may have.

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My Way
South Korea 2011, Kang Je-Gyu, 137?

Shortly after D-Day, a picture of a Korean man in a German uniform is found; it turned out that he served in the Japanese, Soviet and German army. This serves as inspiration for the story of rival marathon runners Jun-shik and Tatsuo who miraculously make it through the war starting as Japanese soldiers in Manchuria, going through Siberia as POWs and later Soviet soldiers, just to end up as German soldiers on D-Day at the French coast.

So this is what happens when you try to outdo Hollywood: At least two truckloads of pathos and a big helping of noble idiocy together with more than one occurence of deus ex machina which was only needed to save the hero from dramatically unnecessary plot points which just served the purpose of building suspense and tension that had no real point in advancing the story. The whole experience somehow redeems itself through managing to avoid any situation that could be possibly construed as supportive of war in general. Another strong point would be that apart from our main noble idiot the main characters are portrayed as rather human and believable (Fan Bingbing was gorgeous by the way.), something you do not usually expect from an action-driven blockbuster attempt. Unfortunately this does not extend to most Japanese shown on screen, not that the lot of them was particularly likeable in reality, but dark gray is not black. As a craftsman the director goes all-out, every second oozes the smell of big budget. Ignoring the overly imposing American-style soundtrack, the cinematography, costumes and effects are an absolute feast, if not a little gory. The research for the Normandy unfortunately slacked a little (A German-Turkish soldier without a hint of accent in his German? Oh, please. I was waiting for him to talk about his small business selling spinning meat, back in Berlin.) however most of it would be invisible to anyone not too familiar with Germany, it is not one of the major flaws.

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Cesare deve morire (Caesar must die)
Italy 2011, Paolo & Vittorio Taviani, 76?

The directors observe over the span of six months the rehearsals of a theatre project in the Roman high security prison Rebibbia for their production of Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar”.

What sounded like a documentary about a theatre play actually turned out to be 90% theatre play disguising itself as a documentary.  Apart from the introduction there is hardly a scene where anyone speaks out of character. Only sometimes one of the inmates stops and thinks when one of the more universal lines hits somewhere close to his life as mafia or drug dealer. Other than that they constantly rehearse all over the prison grounds, captivating the other inmates and sometimes even the guards. The seemingly random choice of places for their rehearsals poses the question how much of this was staged, as the string of rehearsals actually makes a great production of the play in itself. Aiding in the suspense of disbelief is the subtle background music and the high-contrast B/W picture, all of this however would not help if the prisoners would not have had a surprisingly firm grasp on their characters.

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From Seoul to Varanasi (????)
South Korea 2011, Jeon Kyu-Hwan, 98?

Youngwoo and Jiyoung have been married for ten years and lead a typical stale marriage. Youngwoo is a publisher and is having an affair with one of his writers. Jiyoung, bored out of her mind, becomes fascinated with the gentle young muslim Kerim. One day he has to leave Korea and she follows him to Varanasi, searching for him through the whole town. Youngwoo trusts the note she left about visiting her family and goes about his daily life until he sees his wife on TV in the aftermath of a restaurant bombing in India.

Naked people do many naked things. Nah, I’m kidding, there is more than that. However it is made very sure that Youngwoo’s very healthy sex drive is depicted in all its accuracy, quite daring for a Korean film as the government recently tries to restrict artistic expression again, in an act of desperation (or at least that’s what a group of young Koreans thought about it). Interestingly, the droning meditative music and sometimes fumbling focus together with his Buddha-like features somehow make this look like an overly carnal spiritual exercise. The story is a sometimes confusing series of scenes, not arranged in order, sometimes jumping from one end of the story to another. It definitely demands concentration to follow, I never found it to be too much however.

Interesting detail about the main actor: He wanted to play in one of the director’s earlier films but had a problem with doing a masturbation scene, so ultimately rejected the role. He said that after this film where he even had to show his penis “to the world” (yes, he said that) he realises that he was kind of childish back then.

Berlinale 2012, day 2 (Sakura Andou is God)

I usually like the CineStar for showing original language films, for the Berlinale I usually hate it for their ass-backwardness in selling tickets. Unlike all others you can not buy tickets for the evening during the day. Well guess what happened when I came from the other movie to buy tickets…

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Kazoku no Kuni (Our Homeland, ??????)
Japan 2012, Yang Yong-Hi, 100?

Song-Ho left Japan 25 years ago to live in North Korea, his parents and his little sister Rie stayed. Now, he comes back to receive medical treatment unavailable in the Worker’s Paradise on Earth. While he is stuck in his hopeless existence due to his family left in Korea, Rie does not accept her fate and tries to stay out of the influence of her so-called homeland.

Being the director’s first fictional work after doing several documentaries (which have also been shown at the Berlinale) it unsurprisingly has a very realistic style. Music can be found in the end, other than that the ambient noise of summer in Japan serves as a background. Of course we have our dreaded handheld cam which fortunately is quite stable most of the time and not at all hectic. It does not frame the scenery, rather following and observing the characters, which are the strong point of the movie. All performances were surprisingly good, both in awkwardness as in emotional explosions, however Sakura Andou is God! I probably haven’t said this clearly enough yet. She is the perfect actress for those slightly rebellious, slightly detached but nonetheless very emotional characters she portrays. It is almost a miracle how she manages to ooze attractiveness even though she just is not good-looking. The film definitely succeeds in portraying the helplessness and resignation of the whole family in dealing with the overbearing, often completely unreasonable “care” of their so-called homeland.

Unsurprisingly, Rie is an autobiographical figure. The director’s three brothers were also sent to North Korea and one of them actually really came back for treatment. Song-Ho’s character is an amalgamation of all three.

Berlinale 2012, day 1 (the mayor without a town)

It is again that time of the year where I fumble for words sitting half-awake, trying to remember what the movie was about and trying to convey what the staff actually said during Q&A, enjoy!

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Nuclear Nation
Japan 2012, Funahashi Atsushi, 145′

After being swallowed by the tsunami and receiving a hefty dose of radiation from the neighbouring Fukushima Daiichi the 1400 residents of Futaba evacuate to an abandoned school in the suburbs of  Tokyo. The mayor now without a town desperately attempts to keep the community together, spread optimism, and to understand what happened. Once an enthusiastic advocate of atomic energy, he is now forced to experience how the victims are fobbed off with banalities, insubstantial apologies and directionless policies. Days pass with little concerts, wrestling matches and other little events to distract from the absurd reality such as a painfully rushed visit of two hours into the exclusion zone, arranged for the residents to salvage and mourn.

Unlike Yanaka Boshoku this was completely no-frills: pure documentary, no narrator, almost no music. The narrative was subtly evoked through the choice of residents speaking out throughout the film. While at first it just portrayed the grief and sense of loss it slowly shifted to show the humiliation and resignation people had to endure, although a good part was able to move out of the school into temporary or even permanent housing, moving on with their lives. Something about the first part was very touching; even though he just let the residents speak showing them as regular country folk, not idealised people, their incredible sense of loss was absolutely gripping, no one even cried on screen, they just calmly talked about what they lost be it relatives, friends or possessions. The music was very minimal, consisting of a few wind instruments and a piano only serving as a gentle background to the scenery shots of a devastated coast.  Amazingly, the ending theme “for Futaba” was composed and played by none other than Ryuichi Sakamoto!

After quite a long round of applause the director thanked the audience very sincerely as this was the world premiere and he finished cutting only six days earlier and actually literally brought the finished copy inside his backpack, fuelling a lot of anxiety with the Berlinale staff. The mayor actually wanted to come to Berlin together with the director, but he was forced to stay behind to attend talks with the government to oppose a radioactive waste dump in Futaba. Instead we watched a video message, recorded jsut four days earlier where he greeted the audience in German (so cute!) and held a short speech about his complete and utter turnaround on nuclear energy. The notion to make a film about the residents of Futaba actually came about in two ways: Funahashi had scheduled to shoot a film (a love story, heh) in early April, however this was a classic example of wrong time and wrong place as not only the earthquake happened when it did but the filming location was supposed to be the coast of Touhoku. Having no job he thought about what he could do and came to the realisation that his life-long wish to somehow put into pictures his Hiroshima heritage (he is 2nd generation) finally had the ideal opportunity. Chance also had it, that the abandoned high school where Futaba-in-exile moved in was not far from his own home and things just went from there.

They never marry!

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If you are the one 2

I was positively impressed by the first film, even though I don’t even remember why that is. Researching the films a little bit, it turns out that the movies made it into theaters outside of China. Nevertheless, I believe that the (limited) US release was probably exclusively watched by Chinese people – who else would watch this crap? Chinese product placement, Chinese humor and especially the dreadful Chinese focus on money and utterly tasteless display of luxury, I have no reason why anybody else would want to bear with this.

Personally I watched the film because I love Ge You and Shu Qi, and even think that they make up an amusing couple. Even in this film, I thought that their relationship is pleasantly comical and just looking at them together made the worthwhile for me. Of course that also meant that I literally skipped over the subplot with the friend which was utterly pointless. Even the moment of realization in “Viaggio in Italia” made more sense to me than this movie. Why must people in movies always come to ultimately love each other for no apparent reason? In “Viaggio in Italia” it’s because they got lost, in “Walk the Line” it’s because they are standing on stage, in this film it’s because somebody else dies. After all, people die every day?

Another appeal of the film was the fact that this is ultimately a slightly sarcastic comedy on love. For a rom-com, people actually talk a lot about what they think love is or should be, and to some degree, that was interesting. It is probably hard to find love these days, or at least Chinese society perceives it so, and taking it with a grain of salt is probably the best thing they can do.

The subtitles to the film are pretty horrible, by the way. Another reason why you shouldn’t watch it unless you speak the language, apart from the fact that this sequel is much, much worse than the original.

I watched this because it’s going to get taken down from Netflix

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Metropolitan

Sometimes I feel like watching random films I know nothing about, and more often than not, I am in for a pleasant surprise. All I know about “Metropolitan” is that it has a nice-looking Criterion cover, which turns out to have nothing to do with the style of the film itself. In fact, even though cover and storyline suggest some upper-class milieu, the film itself is made on the cheap. Add in some Hana-yori-dango-like 80’s fashion and you have your perfect strangely cheap and dated looking rich people movie. Luckily, “Metropolitan” is more than a showcase of costumes, which is perhaps the only reason why I watched the film in its entirety.

First of all – Oh gosh, I loved Nick. While the film itself doesn’t leave that much space for actual comedy, some of the things Nick says are pure comedic gold. This film absolutely needed a cynical character, and Nick delivers perfectly. I love how he ended up getting himself punched in the face, and I was sad that he left the show. Sure, Tom is supposed to be the main character, but the film almost lost its appeal after they sent Nick to the train station.

I can’t quite make up my mind about whether I think the actors were good or not. Sometimes I felt like their way of talking was strange, but then I realized… oh my God, they talk like Woody Allen! It’s a New York movie, so it almost makes sense. They go on and on about themselves and odd topics nobody really wants to hear nor would understand, yet at the same time, it is amusing to listen to. Critics mention how the dialogue is written in a way that people do not really speak, citing that they use “nevertheless” or “however”. I was like… really? I use “nevertheless” in my speech, or rather at least in German I do. How else do you want to have a discussion if you don’t connect your thoughts? Personally I liked their silly discussions so much, for all I care the film could just as well have been an episode of these kids hanging around and talk.

But of course the film has to evolve into some love quadrangle, actually it has more than that – Charlie likes Audrey who likes Tom who likes Serena who broke up with Rick who sleeps Cynthia who slept with Nick who probably offended Jane with that. The last part is speculation, so if Jane had a crush on Nick, then Fred and Sally are the only characters not involved in this whole love ordeal. I thought the film was worth to see, and I am now curious about “The last days of disco”, another one of these ironic commentary films. I have a thing for the “doomed bourgeois in love” theme – it’s a guilty pleasure if you want – and I think that Whit Stillmann managed to adapt it well from 19th century European novels into 80-90s movies. Definitely a nice, multidimensional film.

If I was queen, I’d abolish myself too

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The Young Victoria

I had this strange desire to watch “Jane Eyre”, but then I ended up with “The Young Victoria” instead, figuring that they’d be somewhat similar. Historic costumes, a fairly Biedermeier-like atmosphere of love – that was what I was looking for. My parents saw this film and really liked it, so I had to give it a try too.

From what I see, the screenshots of “Jane Eyre” are actually prettier. In Victoria’s younger days, clothes were more… frilly, I suppose? Some of Victoria’s costumes make me wonder if it was one of my roommates from my first semester at Tech who color-coordinated them – sooo bad, really. In comparison to that, I prefer the fleeting simplicity of “Jane Eyre”. But sadly I really dislike Mia Wasikowska (at least in “Alice in Wonderland” I did), whereas I think Emily Blunt is rather pleasant, and very suitable for the Victoria role.

This is one of those films which makes you want to find out all about its history – in fact, it is much more about politics rather than the love story, where nothing really happens. There is not even a love rival! I am not quite sure how I feel about Victoria myself. I admire her for having been able to stay queen for 64 years, and for fostering reforms beneficial to her country. But on the other hand, I wonder how much she actually contributed to it herself, having spent a good part of her life mourning the death of her husband, precisely when the Industrial Revolution was at its peak. (Also, in just 4 years, Elizabeth II will actually overtake her in length of, ahem. She will have to survive to the age of 89, and it sounds feasible.) But I digress. I have a certain admiration for England at her time, perhaps the only time when England was truly shining, and while bourgeoisie is so criticized in Germany, it feels much more positive there. Oddly enough, bourgeois morals should have been even more restricting in the UK but garnered in Victorian dresses and bonnets, you get this superficial impression that society seemed very happy at the time.

All in all, “The Young Victoria” is not a particularly relevant film. It is slow-paced, rather interesting and romantic in its strangely british cold kind of way, fulfilling its cliché. I liked it, but I don’t think anybody else would.

James McAvoy’s character is getting laid surprisingly often

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The Last King of Scotland

The new year begun and They shoot pictures, don’t they? have finally released their new versions of the best 1000 films of all times and the best 250 films of the 21st century. As every year, I would look at these lists, marking off the number I have seen, slowly seeing it grow. It is in these kinds of moments that I stumble upon so many films I have loved in the past, even if they might not be in my top 30. Truth to be told, I am not even sure if I want to see all those movies figuring in these lists, but along with Criterion’s releases, every year’s Academy Award candidates and Roger Ebert’s greatest films (I often do not agree with his contemporary movie tastes, but his look-back at film history is pretty awesome, with “Woman in the Dunes” and “Make way for tomorrow” and such), these lists play quite an important role in my film consumption. I love seeing these highly acclaimed films, while trying to keep an open mind about other films.

“The last king of Scotland” definitely is amongst these ‘other films’. When I think of films like “Avatar” or “The Hurt Locker” (representatives of a mediocre Oscar year except for the animated nominees, if you ask me), I am wondering why this film has not garnered any more acclaim. It might be a relatively typical “white man in Africa” kind of story, but what kind of Africa! The film is rather accurate with history, and Forest Whitaker is breathtaking. I don’t think I have seen him ever since “Ghost Dog”, but I knew he was awesome. His portrait as creepy dictator is absolutely haunting, and it is largely thanks to him that the movie attains its immense creepiness. I don’t think I have been scared watching a film like this for a long time. It’s just that the atmosphere of danger is literally everywhere.

Certainly the film had its gory parts, but even though they had their effect, I think the film also did a good job at portraying the militarism of the country, and its crazy “king”. The movie was suspenseful throughout its entire story, and I have finally satisfied my desire to see it ever since I saw the trailer many, many years ago in a theater. I’m pretty sure I was watching a rom-com back then. Though it might also have been “Star Wars: Attack of the Clones”.

Nippl-e piercings!

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The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo

There is a possibility that Fincher will continue directing the movies for book 2 and 3 for Stieg Larsson’s trilogy. If that happens, I will cry. It’s not that I think Fincher is a bad choice for them, a certain continuity in style would actually be very good for those movies. I’d rather say that Fincher is too good for that. He has always been very good at doing something different every time, and it would be a shame if he spent over 3 years on practically the same thing. I am just that curious about something new, even if it is something lukewarm as “Benjamin Button”.

Maybe Fincher is not a “good director”. But there is no doubt for me that he is the trendiest one of all of them. He took my heart by a storm with “Fight Club”, and with “The Social Network”, he practically made the film of the year, if not of the decade. (If you consider 2005 to 2015 as a decade, then “The Social Network” is arguably the film of the decade.) There is a very good reason why I have practically every one of his films (except for “Alien 3”), and that is the incredible impact he makes on me – perhaps the strongest amongst all modern Hollywood filmmakers.

“The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo” has a lovely story and a somewhat sad, yet pleasant ending. I think it is not that much more than an enjoyable story, and certainly less meaningful than “The Social Network”, but it was extraordinarily enjoyable. Even the silly motorcycle chasing scenes were fun to see, and the film kept me straight in my seat throughout its entire running time.

Considering that the film is merely a good-looking, well-written crime story, I wouldn’t normally rave about it as much. What makes the film stand out and become to a serious contender to my beloved Social Network was – of course – its main character. Lisbeth is such a great character, words cannot describe her. Ironically enough, she fueled some odd fashion trend (I heard H&M’s dragon tattoo collection sold out immediately), but apart from that, she is pretty much what a modern woman would look up to these days. Deeply hurt, yet warm-hearted and immensely strong, she takes her problems into her own hands and, by the way, saves other people’s lives on the way. She chooses who she sleeps with, and does so without playing games. When she tattooed “I am a rapist pig” onto that guy’s body, I went all “Oh yeah!” I wish I could be like that. Roony ‘the Girlfriend’ Mara is doing an awesome job at it too, as the entire world of critics would probably agree with.

This film is probably is probably no “Social Network”, but I think it’s a must-watch, and if it’s just for its great main character.

Eureka.

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Pi

For “Requiem for a Dream”, I have looked at Aronofsky’s films with a certain amount of suspicion. Ever since “The Wrestler”, I am convinced that he can make some great movies which are more than style over substance. “Pi” is somewhere in between, and more than anything else, it’s a first movie – simple concept, very good cinematography, low number of characters. Parts of it feel like a film student’s diploma movie, where you show off what you can do with a small budget. For such a film, I thought “Pi” was great and clearly shows the potential which now led to “The Wrestler” and “Black Swan”.

The only thing that seriously annoyed me in the film was the math talk. It’s just downright… bullshit, and I found it painful and almost infuriating to watch. For most people who do this math stuff, there is no deeper meaning to it – it’s just fun, or it’s just a job, okay? The hacker or the mathematician who turned crazy and schizophrenic, that is so last century and so outdated now.

The film has a quite straightforward story, and mostly focuses on its main character and how he slowly descends into craziness. It’s interesting both in terms of the depiction of craziness, amusing to see the outdated hacker romanticism, and finally it’s worth it for Aronofsky’s poignant style. Apart from that, it’s a largely a film for film buffs, not that this is a bad thing.

The film feels older than it is, yet timeless

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Night on the Galactic Railroad

I am still 7 films short of Shii’s all-time favorite list, though I managed to get this down from 14 during last year. (You are probably doing worse on my list, aren’t you, Shii? :D) “Night on the Galactic Railroad” mostly is here because of that. I have the film lying around for ever and ever, but since anthropomorphic cats always scare me a little bit (especially when they walk on two legs), I have never quite wanted to see the film.

All in all, the movie is completely different from what I have expected. The end is so sad! Oh my God, it’s perhaps the saddest ending ever? (Apart from “Make way for tomorrow”) It did not make me cry, but that doesn’t mean very much. I think the film is sad because whenever I think back of the film, I think of its ending and how Campanella is perhaps the most lovely character of all times – it’s almost cathartic.

I am not sure if I see the point of the rest of the film though. It certainly is a lovely story, but so immensely slow-paced it is almost painful. I think that the film has a lot of creative and beautiful fantastic elements in it, especially the characters they meet on the road. Most of all, I liked how these encounters are brief yet meaningful in some sense, almost like “Le Petit Prince” (which I hated as a child for its immense sadness).

Just like “Le Petit Prince”, I think that “Night on the Galactic Railroad” is not a children’s movie, nor do I find the book suitable for children. I mean, there is a character who let two children die so that they can meet God? Come on! If I had read this story as a little child, my heart would have broken, no joke. Before learning what irony is, I don’t think children are very good at dealing with sadness – even if it’s fiction. Maybe it’s even worse in fiction, because real life ultimately isn’t all that sad for a little child.

Anyways, I love that the film is practically about the meaning of death, but I also thought that it failed at delivering any deeper meaning. At the same time, it’s a wonderfully creative adaptation of a most likely well-written story, which touched me and made me wish that I could board on such a train when the time comes.