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RETROSPECT: CAT PEOPLE (1942)

July 27th 2009 08:25
Simone Simon Kent Smith in Val Lewton's Cat People

The early 1940s proved to be a highpoint for the horror genre, and it’s mostly due to the work of legendary RKO producer, Val Lewton. Lewton is responsible for a clutch of the period’s greatest chillers, including The Seventh Victim, The Ghost Ship, and I Walked With a Zombie, all made in 1943.


But it is undoubtedly Cat People (1942) that stands as Lewton’s greatest success. Handed an exploitative idea, Lewton eschewed in your face horror for subtle and under your skin terror, using the sexual nature of his concept for disturbing subtext rather than overt, ham-fisted titillation.

Set in New York, Irena Dubrovna (Simone Simon) is a haunted, enigmatic Serbian sketch artist who regularly draws impressions of the panthers at Central Park Zoo. One day she’s spotted by the handsome and kindly Ollie Reed (Kent Smith), and a date for tea quickly turns into a whirlwind romance, and then marriage.

But problems in the union show up early as Irena becomes romantically frozen by her fear of an ancient Serbian curse. If true, the curse will morph her into a malicious panther whenever she’s aroused by lust or jealousy. Naturally, this has a damaging effect on the newlywed’s relationship, and the strange reactions that Irena receives from other animals only heightens the couple’s concern about her true nature.


Ollie soon becomes alienated by Irena’s erratic behaviour, and it’s not long until the young wife has a competitor for his affections in the form of Ollie’s wholesome workmate, Alice (Jane Randolph). As Irena’s world begins to crumble her control on reality slips dangerously, and it’s not long before she’s being driven ever closer to her own dark nature.

With all of the poorly written material floating around in modern filmmaking, it’s often refreshing to visit a solid older film built upon straightforward screenwriting. Cat People is a great example, with first timer DeWitt Bodeen submitting a refreshingly efficient script that cuts to the chase quickly and builds its plot developments on top of clear changes in character. Bodeen also had a certain knack for writing great dialogue, and some of Irena’s lines are particularly fantastic, dripping with both fear and instinctual desire.

The qualities of the screenplay are such that they help it leap straight over the occasional plot hole and piece of fuzzy character logic, but the onscreen momentum developed by director Jacques Tourneur and cinematographer Nicholas Musuraca ably assist in this regard also. Brilliant lighting is the focus of the film’s fantastic precision set pieces, which include Alice being stalked by an almost invisible force down a deserted street, and a later scene where she’s trapped at night in a pool by Irena’s stalking alternate form.

Alice (Jane Randolph), Irena (Simone Simon), and Ollie (Kent Smith) during a happier moment in Cat People.
Alice (Jane Randolph), Irena (Simone Simon), and Ollie (Kent Smith) during a happier moment in Cat People.

Indeed, Lewton and his collaborators understood what the best modern horror filmmakers now know instinctively: that the unseen menace is the scariest of all. Throughout Cat People we barely get a straight look at the action, instead its usually indicated in desperate shadows and some inspired sound design.

Right to the end of the film, Irena remains an intriguingly sympathetic character, even as she descends into the grip of her baser instincts. There’s something a little bit off about the lonely Serbian, but her need to be loved and fear of hurting those whom she loves makes her someone you want to see resolve her deep and destructive troubles.

While certainly more than a little dated in some facets, Cat People remains a movie that anyone interested in the science of filmmaking should check out. It proves what can be achieved on a meagre budget and running time using an understated approach and a small batch of solid performers.

The film would be remade by 1982, and strangely enough Paul Schrader’s version is a great lesson in how not to make a movie, being bloated, confusing and ridiculously overt. Do yourself a favour, bypass Natassja Kinski, and make sure you check out this 1942 version instead.

Check out the trailer for Cat People below:

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Zhang Fengyi as Cao Cao in John Woo's Red Cliff
Zhang Fengyi as the ambitious Cao Cao in Red Cliff.

How to cut a film in half and still retain its essence? That was the challenge posed by Western distributors to producer Terence Chang, producer/director John Woo, and editor David Wu when releasing Red Cliff to territories outside of China.

Late last year and early in 2009 the two part epic destroyed the Chinese box office, its vivid retelling of classic Chinese history hitting a nerve with a public that knows every beat to this amazing story.

But such statistics weren’t good enough for pessimistic foreign distributors and Red Cliff was ordered to be cut down, in what must be a first in recent movie making history.

The result is a film that almost feels like it’s in fast forward. Scene’s whiz by and characters jump in and out frame like monkey-mastered marionettes. There’s still two and a half hours of film to sit through, but it feels like its over in a flash.

And yet this abridged telling of Red Cliff still manages to work... just. You can almost imagine the filmmakers sitting down for days figuring out which beats to keep and which to leave for the Criterion Collection release in twenty years time, and their hard work has mostly paid off as Red Cliff still captures the imagination and squeezes the adrenaline.

The film opens in 208 AD, during the final days of the Han Dynasty. Shrewd and ambitious, Prime Minister Cao Cao (Fengyi Zhang) convinces the fickle Emperor Han (Wang Ning) that the only way to unite all of China is to declare war on the territories of Xu in the west, controlled by the warlord Liu Bei (Yong You), and East Wu in the south, governed by Sun Quan (Chang Chen).

So begins an unprecedented military operation against the eastern and southern states, led by the Prime Minister himself. Faced with 800 000 enemy troops and 2 000 ships, Liu Bei and Sun Quan, along with his Viceroy, Zhou Yu (Tony Leung), form an unlikely alliance, brokered by Liu’s prescient strategist, Zhuge Liang (Takeshi Kaneshiro).

A series of desperate battles ensues, both on land and on water, eventually culminating in the epic struggle of Red Cliff, which will forever change the course of Chinese history.

As far as historical epics go this is pretty straightforward stuff, something the filmmakers must have been thankful for when attacking their two and a half hour cut. Regardless, Red Cliff still suffers in its initial scenes as it tries to abridge the set up. An early Cao Cao led battle against Liu Bei seemingly casts the western warlord, his strategist Zhuge Liang, and their super posse of generals, Zhao Yun (Hu Jun), Guan Yu (Ba Sen Zha Bu), and Zhang Fei (Zang Jingsheng), as the good guys to get behind. But all of a sudden a Zhuge Liang is making his way to the south where Viceroy Zhou Yu takes centre stage in the film, along with his warlord master, Sun Quan, and pirate general Gan Xing (Shidou Nakamura).

Tony Leung as Zhou Yu in John Woo's Red Cliff.
Tony Leung as Viceroy Zhou Yu.

Thankfully, Woo plus fellow screenwriters Chan Khan, Sheng Heyu and Guo Zheng cleverly constructed the screenplay to follow Zhuge, the crafty and engaging strategist acting as the audience’s cipher into this ancient world of war and politics. It was a bright move, and one that now saves the shorter cut from sinking under its heady weight of characters.

Still, the tighter edit tries to give all of its historical figures the essential scenes to explain their motivations, and is partially successful in that regard. Despite some characters being seriously undercooked, Red Cliff generally provides the audience with the broad brushstrokes that will help carry them along, invested in the epic bloodshed that regularly fills the frame. There remain some clunky moments and jumps that serve to drain the movie of its subtlety, but that’s a quality that Woo and cinematographers Lu Yue and Zhang Li certainly aren’t concerned with once the swords are drawn.

And the battles in Red Cliff are simply spectacular, the bloodshed borrowing heavily from 2007’s spray worthy Mongol, but amping everything up to ginormous proportions, Kurosawa style.

Making the epic contests all the more palatable is the impressive and almost old-fashioned work that both writers and director have done to establish each destructive scene, meaning that when the action kicks off the audience is right there with the characters knowing exactly what’s happening and why. Only towards the very end do things get a little confusing, but that’s really down to the film being determined to give each member of its ancient Chinese Justice League the appropriate screen time to cover their particular heroic deed or death.

So Red Cliff succeeds almost despite itself. The shortened cut compresses everything to such a great degree but still retains the most important beats to the story. There remain times when the editing is so liberal the film almost flakes apart, but holding it together is the resolve of the filmmakers to tell a simple story and also an excellent cast, with Kaneshiro comfortably underpinning proceedings as Zhuge Liang and Zhang Fengyi being particularly impressive as the charismatic, ambitious but altogether too human Cao Cao.

An undisputed epic, perhaps a complete cut will eventually be made available to Western audiences on DVD. Until then, however, this abridged, imperfect but still compelling shorter cut of Red Cliff needs to be seen on the biggest screen possible.

Check out the trailer for Red Cliff below:

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JCVD: META MUSCLE

July 20th 2009 07:46
Jean Claude Van Damme JCVD
No botox here: Jean Claude Van Damme in JCVD.

Many may snarl at the career of Jean Claude Van Damme, but even the stuffiest of highbrows seems to get the joke with JCVD and that says plenty about the impact he’s had on the modern movie landscape.

Throughout the late 80s and early 90s Van Damme kick boxed his way through one low rent flick after another. It was a physically able and dramatically slight period that perhaps reached its zenith with the John Woo-directed Hard Target in 1993. Since then, ‘The Muscles from Brussels’ has been in a steady decline, the lessening quality of scripts offered teaming with his advancing years to slowly squeeze the life from an already middling career.

In that sense, JCVD is a minor triumph for Van Damme, a return to a box office recognition that’s been missing for the past decade and a half. But in another way, it’s a much greater success for the middle-aged Belgian player, as he illustrates that behind all the physical razzle-dazzle of the last twenty years there’s been a man who can act.

So much so that his performance dominates what is ultimately a mediocre film. Screenwriters Frederic Benudis, Christophe Turpin, and Mabrouk El Merchi (who also went on to direct the film) seemingly dropped the keys to the gun cabinet, so excited they were about the premise that drives the central narrative.

And it is indeed a fantastic idea for a meta movie, as Jean Claude Van Damme plays himself returning to Belgium amidst personal and financial woes. He’s marching headlong into his late forties, fellow action man Steven Seagal has stolen his latest role from under his nose, and his ex-wife’s about to dispossess him of legal custody over their young daughter

As Van Damme gets off the plane in Brussels, he takes a cab straight to a post office to wire money to his US-based lawyer to keep the custody case afloat. But straight after he disappears into the post office a hold-up ensues: Jean Claude is seen pushing a file cabinet across a window and telling a cop to get lost before shots ring out from the building.

In no time at all the post office is surrounded by police and the media, plus a massive crowd of rubberneckers all keen to catch a glimpse of their hero, seemingly driven beyond the point of rationality. A tense standoff soon begins as confused negotiators attempt to get to the bottom of Van Damme’s wonky demands

It’s a fantastic set up that has unfortunately too often been undone by verbose reviews that give away the major plot point of the film, and perhaps it’s the knowledge of this major turn in the narrative that can knee-cap an ultimate enjoyment of JCVD.

Jean Claude Van Damme JCVD
Jean Claude considers his dwindling options in JCVD.

Still, you can’t help but feel that the script is too slight and too full of plot holes for its imposing ideas and subtexts. Things aren’t helped by El Mechri’s overly busy direction and Kako Kelber’s scatter shot editing, with both aspects leading to some very confusing segments for the audience.

But the weaknesses in JCVD are almost to Van Damme’s benefit, because it allows him to dominate the film that much more. There are large parts of the film where he is ably dealing out the nuance one on one with another actor, and even an astonishing seven minute monologue straight to camera that will leave you incredulous, not knowing whether to laugh or cry (Van Damme cries, just so you know).

That’s JCVD’s strength: the filmmakers knew there was plenty of mileage to be had just by getting Van Damme in front of camera to bear his b-grade-weary soul - almost like a meta version of Mickey Rourke in the recent The Wrestler. It’s a turn that has garnered plenty of praise from both critics and long-time couch-staining fans, and you get the sense that the acclaim for a skilled and nuanced performance now means much more to the muscled middle-ager than fame or precision fly kicks ever could.

Check out the trailer for JCVD below:









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Ben Gazzara The Killing of a Chinese Bookie
Ben Gazzara commands the screen in The Killing of a Chinese Bookie.

John Cassavetes is an often forgotten American filmmaker. Many would recognise him in the role of the manipulative Franko in The Dirty Dozen or perhaps as the self-absorbed Guy from Rosemary’s Baby, but few understand the impact Cassavetes has had on the modern movie landscape from behind the camera as both writer and director.

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Shake Hands With the Devil: The Journey of Romeo Dallaire
Romeo Dallaire stares down his demons in Shake Hands With the Devil.

While modern thoughts of genocide are dominated with the atrocities committed by the Nazis against the Jewish peoples of Europe during World War II, many people forget about one of the most ruthlessly efficient exterminations in history - one that took place no more than fifteen years ago.

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Killer of Sheep Charles Burnett
Henry G. Sanders and Kaycee Moore in Killer of Sheep

There was a time when thoughts of black suburban Los Angeles didn’t involve drugs and drive-bys, and it’s an era perfectly captured in Charles Burnett’s acclaimed 1977 feature, Killer of Sheep.

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LAST RIDE: PART OF A FRESH WAVE

July 7th 2009 07:21
Hugo Weaving Tom Russell Last Ride film
Road movie but perhaps not as you know it in Last Ride

With all the recent talk regarding the sorry state of Australian cinema, 2009 is now turning out to be a bumper year for down under filmmakers. Samson and Delilah and Disgrace have both garnered strong reviews, and the latest local production to sail softly into cinemas on the good word of pre-screenings is Last Ride.

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Sacha Baron Cohen as Bruno
Triple strike: Sacha Baron Cohen returns as the fashionista, Bruno.

With the stunning success of Borat in 2006, it’s hard to believe that British comedian Sacha Baron Cohen could once again don some fake hair and fool people into blurting out their prejudices.

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LUCHA LIBRE ON 20/20 FILMSIGHT!

July 3rd 2009 07:03
Do you awake in the middle of the night bathed in a healthy sweat and wearing a gaily-coloured wrestling mask? Do you often refer to your friends as gringo when you yourself are in fact white? And do you enjoy films with no plot, plenty of ham-fisted action, plus some of the most evil midgets ever to walk the planet? You do?! Good, because you should head on over to 20/20 FIlmsight and check out my article on the films of the high-flying, double suplexing Lucha Libre.
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