Monday Movie Review: Out of the Past

Out of the Past (1947) 10/10
Jeff Bailey (Robert Mitchum) owns a small-town gas station and woos a small-town girl, until a man from his past pulls him back into a life of deception and danger. Directed by Jacques Tourneur.

Five years ago, I broke my knee and spent four or five days in the hospital, during which, not surprisingly, I watched quite a lot of television, including a showing of Out of the Past. i didn’t much care for the movie, I found it disjointed and corny. Turns out I took an awful lot of Demerol and Percoset during those four or five days, and that may have affected my perception.

Out of the Past is a perfect film noir, hitting all the classic themes in exactly the right way. The femme fatale (Jane Greer) is beautiful and dangerous, the hero is witty and insouciant, yet cannot escape the hand of fate, and the shadows of night and the city are sharply contrasted with the sunshine of small town decency.

The first thing I noticed was the construction and pacing. Every beat hits at exactly the right moment. A dark stranger arrives in a small town. We hear about the hero before we see him, and then move away from darkness into light; Jeff and Ann (Virginia Huston) fishing at a secluded lake, and then embracing, and then discussing marriage, and only then does Jeff’s deaf employee (Dickie Moore) intrude with news of the stranger’s arrival.

Kathie Moffat, the femme fatale, is also introduced in conversation. Before we ever meet her, we know she’s shot Whit (Kirk Douglas), her powerful lover. Whatever we know of her afterwards, we are not to forget that she is capable of attempted murder, perhaps to steal forty thousand dollars, perhaps just to get away.

Whit wants Kathie back, and hires Jeff, at that time a private detective, to find her. Jeff follows her trail to Acapulco, his fascination growing, and we still have not yet seen Kathie onscreen. Before she appears, we know what will happen when she does. It’s inevitable: Jeff falls for Kathy and deceives Whit into believing he has not found her.

The introduction of the two principles are a perfect parallel. Jeff in an innocent, natural and loving setting, but haunted; Kathie in the midst of a deception, seductive and manipulative. Kathie is a trap, and Jeff is caught in it.

The film catches us up with Jeff’s past by means of his confession to Ann, then we are in the present with Jeff seeing Whit for the first time since betraying him. Late in the movie, we return to Ann’s small town to check in with events there, and it is startling how bright the sun shines there. Yes, we’ve been to Acapulco and Lake Tahoe, but the sun is only beautiful in Bridgeport; Jeff’s past-become-present is one long shadow.

Out of the Past is very interested in showing us goodness and evil, and contrasting them, but carefully notes that they don’t produce different results. At one point Kathie tells Jeff that she’s no good, and so is he, and that’s why they belong together. It struck me pretty powerfully in that moment, that Jeff had shown no real sign of being no good, except for falling for Kathie. Even when he betrayed Whit, he refused to take Whit’s payment. His only crime (as in, felony) was in covering up a worse crime of Kathie’s. We see from the start that he is honest with Ann, and even Whit says that he’s hired Jeff because he has a reputation for being both smart and honest. Maybe it’s “smart” that dooms him.

Every performance here is perfection. Mitchum is powerful, watching the world from under his dreamy eyelids, yet still entrapped by it. Kirk Douglas is excellent as a wealthy man who pulls every string, and Jane Greer is captivating. The plot and characterization strongly resemble The Maltese Falcon, but that doesn’t detract from the film.

The whole thing works together: Acting, directing, cinematography, wit, sensuality, morality, and the dark shadow of film noir falling over it all.

It’s all a blur

Yesterday I got Arthur up early (for Arthur) and we saw the chiropractor, and then we drove to Westchester to see the psychiatrist, and then we went to the mall because the Post Office at the mall has good hours, and then we ate lunch and I got yelled at by a mean inappropriate person, and then we shopped a little in the mall and then we went to the supermarket.

At the supermarket checkout, I noticed my back was achy, and I thought a moment, and turned to Arthur and said “Was the chiropractor this morning?

He wasn’t sure either.

Happy New Year

I can’t say it better than Tom Tomorrow.

happy new year

An historic meeting of minds


Tom, Denice, and Deborah

If you’ve been hanging around this blog long enough, you know Tom, who guest-posts here when I’m out of town. Tom and I have known each other for ten years. Ten. Years. And until yesterday, we had never met face-to-face. Tom and I are two of a group of about a dozen that met on the very first IMDb message boards (which were obscurely linked to and therefore self-selecting for persistent, smart people who read instructions with unusual skill) and are still friends. Tom was one of the last three I hadn’t met in person, and one of the remaining two is in Australia.

So about a month ago, Tom let the gang know he’d be in town for the holidays, and honestly? I never thought that would happen. I thought we’d meet when I visited the Left Coast. I mean Tom? In New York? Get real! But he came and he brought Jody and I’m not sure who I like better.

It was great. I met Denice (from the IMDb gang) and her husband Rich in New Jersey and we drove into the city together. Great weather, bad traffic. We drank at The Dead Poet (which has OMGZ! BEER!) and ate at Cafe con Leche (OMGZ! PAELLA!) and I think I persuaded Tom to write an interesting series which I won’t tell you about in case he doesn’t do it.


OMGZ! PAELLA!

So. I guess this isn’t a great story. It made me very happy but it lacks colorful anecdotes. Just, y’know, stare at the picture of paella. (OMGZ!)

Cast of Characters Trivia: All done

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Tuesday Trivia: Cast of characters

Each movie can be guessed by its cast. These are character actors and secondary roles; none of the actors named is in the top four billed actors in its movies.

1. Geraldine Chaplin, Mary Beth Hurt, Robert Sean Leonard, Jonathan Pryce
Solved by George (comment #3).

2. Kiefer Sutherland, Kevin Pollak, J.T. Walsh , Christopher Guest
Solved by Christina (comment #5).

3. Dorothy Malone, Peggy Knudsen, Regis Toomey, Elisha Cook Jr.
Solved by Melville (comment #1).

4. Walter Brennan, John Ericson, Ernest Borgnine, Lee Marvin
Solved by George (comment #2).

5. Barbara Hershey, Richard Farnsworth, Joe Don Baker, Michael Madsen
Solved by Evn (comment #6).

6. Christopher Lloyd, Danny DeVito, Scatman Crothers, Vincent Schiavelli
Solved by Melville (comment #1).

7. Martin Sheen, Ray Winstone, Alec Baldwin, Kristen Dalton
Solved by Melville (comment #1).

Monday Movie Review: Frost/Nixon

Frost/Nixon (2008) 9/10
Talk show host David Frost (Michael Sheen) sets out to interview disgraced former president Richard Nixon (Frank Langella). Frost is an entertainer, not a journalist, and appears to be outmatched, and to lack credibility. But Nixon’s desire to be heard becomes his undoing. Directed by Ron Howard.

Ron Howard was the right director for this project. There is a level at which Howard is disdained for being plebian, but a plebian is exactly what this movie needed; someone who could convey this material to an audience that is younger and doesn’t know the history, or is not younger but wasn’t paying all that much attention. Or knew what was going on, but didn’t get the nuance.

After all, the notion of journalistic credibility is a little more nuanced than simply turning on your TV to watch Nixon resign, or being angry that he was pardoned. Here we have two journalistic wonks (played ably by the ever-delightful Sam Rockwell and Oliver Platt) worried about their careers if they get involved with a dilettante project instead of something serious. I have to wonder how many people who were adults in 1977 (as I was not) were really on top of that aspect of the event.

And the Watergate story is, after all, intensely convoluted. Crimes and dirty tricks. Conspiracy to cover-up those crimes. Secret tapes. Hearings. A massive tangle of corruption and wrong-doing and an extensive investigation into who all the players were and what they did and who they took their orders from. Most people are kind of confused about the whole thing.

So you want a director who can present complex information in a straightforward manner, without actually dumbing it down. I don’t see how Howard could have done a better job. Now, I haven’t seen the play, so I don’t know how much credit playwright Peter Morgan (who also did the screenplay) deserves, but the whole thing is commendable. It’s exciting, it’s smart, it engages the audience. There’s a seamless blend of documentary, pseudo-documentary, and drama.

And there’s that dreadful phrase about movies-from-plays, “opening up.” You don’t want the movie to look stagebound, but I have to say, I hate the artifice of forcing a play to look not stagebound. How often I’ve watched a movie and thought, Oh, here’s the “opening up” part. Yuck. That doesn’t happen here. The movement is so constant and normal that you have to stop and think to remember it’s a play. Perfectly done.

What everyone is talking about with Frost/Nixon is the performances. Sheen and Langella are great, of course. I mean, this whole movie is so watchable, so compelling, and it’s really just guys talking (there is only one important woman; the movie fails the Bechdel test).

I find Langella’s Nixon kind of problematic. Mostly, because you’re watching for the imitation; there’s just no way around that. Here’s someone not only famous, but famously imitated; they even throw that in—Oliver Platt does a quick and funny Nixon imitation, reminding us that everyone imitated Nixon, and reminding us that Langella is here to do something much more. At which, no doubt about it, he succeeds. His Nixon is complex, thoughtful, angry, sad, menacing, powerful, and smart. But what he isn’t, is charming.

After the first couple of days of interviews, we’re told one cameraman turns to another and says (paraphrasing), ‘I didn’t vote for him when I had the chance, but I would now if I could.’ Frost’s first days of interviewing Nixon were disasterous precisely because they made Nixon look so incredibly good. The world was charmed, and no one wanted the world to be charmed. But Langella doesn’t convey that.

I looked up some YouTube of Frost interviewing Nixon. Nixon was, in fact, astonishingly appealing. He had a sweet smile, he seemed clever and interesting. This is what Frost had to combat, and this is where Langella fails. He just doesn’t give us that side of the man, and without it, the audience isn’t one hundred percent sure what the problem is.

Despite this problem, I think it’s a must-see. They tell us that history is an adventure, but we rarely know it for ourselves. And those of us who were alive at the time may find it weird that it’s now “history,” but it is, and vitally important, and in Frost/Nixon, entertaining to watch.

What didn’t happen in 2008

Local NPR station (I dunno, maybe all NPR stations) is playing a year-end fundraiser commercial that starts like this:

2008. Barack Obama became the first African American President of the United States.

No.
He.
Didn’t.

Barack Obama was elected to be the first African American President of the United States.

Barack Obama became the first African American President-Elect of the United States.

Barack Obama was the first African American to win the Presidency of the United States.

Barack Obama, however, is not the President of the United States. Not for another 3 weeks.

Language problem, or wishful thinking? You decide.

I’ve been trying

I am lame at embedding video in my stupidhead blog. So just go look.

Trivia has the week off

Be non-trivial.