A blog formerly known as Bookishness / By Charles Matthews

"Dazzled by so many and such marvelous inventions, the people of Macondo ... became indignant over the living images that the prosperous merchant Bruno Crespi projected in the theater with the lion-head ticket windows, for a character who had died and was buried in one film and for whose misfortune tears had been shed would reappear alive and transformed into an Arab in the next one. The audience, who had paid two cents apiece to share the difficulties of the actors, would not tolerate that outlandish fraud and they broke up the seats. The mayor, at the urging of Bruno Crespi, explained in a proclamation that the cinema was a machine of illusions that did not merit the emotional outbursts of the audience. With that discouraging explanation many ... decided not to return to the movies, considering that they already had too many troubles of their own to weep over the acted-out misfortunes of imaginary beings."
--Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude

Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Nobody's Hero (Alain Guiraudie, 2022)

Jean-Charles Clichet in Nobody's Hero

Cast: Jean-Charles Clichet, Noémie Lvovsky, Ilies Kadri, Michel Masiero, Doria Tillier, Renaud Rutten, Philippe Fretun, Farida Rahouadj, Miveck Packa, Yves-Robert Viala, Patrick Ligardes. Screenplay: Alain Guiraudie, Laurent Lunetta. Cinematography: Hélène Louvart. 

Nobody's Hero has no credited production designer or film editor, which suggests that it all somehow came together on the streets of the French city of Clermont-Ferrand and in the head of writer-director Alain Guiraudie. And considering the almost random and accidental events and eccentric, impulsive characters that make up its narrative, that could be true. It's one of those movies in which no one does or is precisely what you expect. Suffice it to say that it's a slightly darkish comedy about a  middle-aged man who picks up a prostitute, takes her to a seedy hotel run by an elderly man and a teenage girl, discovers that she's married to a jealous man, and somehow gets himself and the others, as well as the tenants of the apartment house where he lives, involved in an international terrorist incident that may not be international or terrorist after all. All the actors in this head-spinning but amusing movie play it as if it makes sense, which is the only way to do this sort of thing. Whether you think this sort of thing is worth doing is another matter entirely.


Wicked (Jon M. Chu, 2024)


Cast: Cynthia Erivo, Ariana Grande, Jonathan Bailey, Jeff Goldblum, Michelle Yeoh, Ethan Slater, Marissa Bode, Peter Dinklage (voice), Andy Nyman, Courtney Mae-Briggs, Bowen Yang. Screenplay: Winnie Holman, Dana Fox, based on the musical play by Winnie Holzman and Stephen Schwartz and the novel by Gregory Maguire. Cinematography: Alice Brooks. Production design: Nathan Crowley. Film editing: Myron Kerstein. Music: John Powell, Stephen Schwartz. 

I admit that I didn't much care for Wicked. The few things I did like about it, such as Jonathan Bailey's impish Fiyero, were overwhelmed by frantic choreography, ugly (and naturally Oscar-winning) sets, and noisy special effects. It's a movie for children of all ages, but especially hyperactive ones.