CLINT EASTWOOD’S GRAN TORINO — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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Gran Torino is a sensational entertainment and a true testament to Clint Eastwood’s power as an artist. The film is blunt, impactful, and direct, and Eastwood’s performance is one for the ages. A screen icon for over 50 years, took his leathery persona to a new level in Gran Torino in the role of Walt Kowalski, a bitter, racist, Korean war veteran, seemingly tailored made for Eastwood. He’s part Dirty Harry, part Archie Bunker, and all sorts of manly. The didactic yet extremely effective screenplay by Nick Schenk is an angry piece of work. The film is essentially a dissection race (a theme that Eastwood has touched upon his entire career), of different cultures, the mentality of different generations, and how everyone has an idea in their head of how their life is supposed to progress. Eastwood’s simple and unfussy direction is a perfect match for the script. Gran Torino seemed to be speaking for an entire generation of older American males, men who are disgusted by the disintegration of the American heartland and the rapid deterioration of old-school family values. And no matter how misguided the Kowalski character is at various points in the narrative, Eastwood brings his character full circle in a believable fashion. This film is a lot of stuff all at once – it’s wickedly funny, casually racist, always compelling, and strangely moving by its conclusion.

Kowalski has just lost his beloved wife at the start of the film. A war vet who worked for decades at the major Ford plant in Detroit, he’s unimpressed with the remnants of his family and the rapid decline of his city and neighborhood. His grandchildren are slobs and show no respect for their dead grandmother. His sons are foreign car-driving yuppies who would rather put him in a retirement home than do the proper thing and take care of him. But worst of all are the family of Hmong immigrants who have moved into Walt’s neighborhood, which used to be made up of Irish and Italians. Kowalski, who openly insults his neighbors with racial slurs, is revolted by what’s become of his immediate surroundings. Asian and African-American gangs cruise the streets, sparking menace on every corner. It’s the end of an era for men like Kowalski, guys who were raised in a hardscrabble but spirit-defining generation, and Kowalski isn’t going anywhere, no matter how tainted, in his eyes, things have become. The narrative gets complicated when Walt’s neighbor, Thao (Bee Vang), a somewhat directionless teenager being bullied by his gang-member cousin, attempts to steal Walt’s vintage 1972 Gran Torino, as part of a gang-initiation. Walt breaks up the attempted theft and then steps in when the gang members continually harass Thao and his pretty sister Sue (Ahney Her), thoroughly kicking one of the gang member’s asses, thus sparking a potentially violent feud.

One of the many surprises of Gran Torino is how brutally funny it is. Yes, the humor tends to be a bit awkward because of the virulent racism that Kowalski spews. But what Schenk’s screenplay gets so right is the anger that a veteran like Kowalski would feel after watching his neighborhood fall into a massive state of spiritual and moral decline. I have no doubt that there is a huge swath of America that resembles what’s on screen in Gran Torino, and for better or for worse, that’s the country that some of us inhabit each and every day. And there is a sad, honest truth to the film that is at turns biting and deceptively sentimental. Eastwood growls and snarls many of his lines, not as a stunt, but as a way of expressing his inner turmoil and seething rage. The other actors who surround Eastwood do a solid job, and while the overall lack of experience on the part of both Vang and Her is obvious at times, over the course of the film, they both improve, especially when paired with Eastwood in the same scene. And in many spots, this amateur quality makes for a more natural feeling resulting in a more emotionally resonant viewing experience.

Gran Torino is, in the end, a movie about tolerance, change, and respect. It doesn’t speechify, it doesn’t preach too hard to its audience, and while the film sometimes feels a bit too schematic at times, it knows what it wants to say and how to say it with force and clarity. There are a few moments with Kowalski where you peer into the soul of a haunted man, and because Eastwood is such a sharp performer, you’re always rooting for him despite his numerous shortcomings. As the film speeds along to its inevitable climax, one gets the sense that this was the role that Eastwood had been leading up to at that point in his career. His legacy as an artist is undeniable, and throughout the years, he’s provided audiences with no shortage of intelligent, thoughtful explorations of America and the people that inhabit this country, their various obsessions and pre-occupations. He’s also a filmmaker with an inherent understanding of violence and the power and impact of the violent cinematic image, and as a result, his films frequently carry an intense emotional force that Gran Torino certainly possesses. This is an instant classic and an almost perfect distillation of the epic screen mythology of Clint Eastwood as a storyteller and actor.

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ALAN PAKULA’S KLUTE — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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There isn’t a single film from Alan Pakula that I’ve seen and not enjoyed on some level, and revisiting Klute recently was something of a personal revelation. I hadn’t seen this amazing thriller in a long time (at least 15 years…) and I had totally forgotten about how sketchy and seedy and slow-burn it is, and how creepy and oddly sensual that musical score was; this is one of those total-package thrillers that delivers the aesthetic goods on every level, while still paying attention to character development, motivation, and narrative intent. Gordon Willis literally crafted a film born out of shadow and the night; his moniker “The Prince of Darkness” couldn’t have been more spot-on, and in this film, there are shots that look like they have 10 different shades of black in them. Jane Fonda was super sexy and totally riveting to watch, confident one moment and vulnerable the next. Donald Sutherland did some solid if subdued supporting work, letting Fonda come to him in an effort to maximize the dramatic potency of each of their scenes together. The screenplay by Andy and Dave Lewis allowed for some great monologues for Fonda, and I’d like to think that this film was considered a triumph for cinematic feminism back in 1971. Roy Scheider delivered colorful character work, the hat-tips to noir from Pakula and the Lewis brothers were studied and well-informed, and again, the level of Gordon Willis POWER can never be underestimated.

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JON WATTS’ COP CAR — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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Directed with lean efficiency and a mean streak a mile wide, Cop Car is an extra-tight B-movie made all the more potent because of its exacting sense of logic. The final moments do stretch credibility, but, within its own realm, and considering all that has come before it, I bought into it from moment one. This is a delightfully wicked little film, evoking Eric Red’s cult classic Cohen and Tate in more than one spot (child endangerment, oh my!), and featuring two child performances from James Freedson-Jackson and Hays Wellford that hit all the right notes of innocence, foolhardiness, and unearned confidence. The narrative hinges on the idea that the two boys have run away from home one summer’s day, and while they trek through the open plains of New Mexico, they come across a seemingly abandoned cop car in the middle of a field, which they proceed to take out for a joyride, after, rather humorously, giving themselves a tutorial on driving. The naïve youngsters then get a rude awakening when a psychotic sheriff, played with a wonderful glint of desperate cruelty in his eyes by Kevin Bacon, informs them that he’d like his car back, and to not look in the trunk. I’m not saying anything more, because what this film does for 90 minutes is turn the screws fast and hard, never allowing you to think too hard about what’s been occurring, but when you do stop to think about the events of the plot, you can’t help but admire the bracing sense of forward momentum combined with a general air of unpredictability and a fantastic sense of tension. Produced, co-written, and directed with low-budget panache by Jon Watts (about to be sucked into the Marvel/Spiderman mess), the film comes across as a darkly comedic yet starkly violent thriller in the vein of an early Coen brothers effort; I love it when tones are mixed up and Cop Car certainly enjoys sadism with a side order of ironic humor. The crisp and clean widescreen photography by dual cinematographers Matthew J. Lloyd and Larkin Seiple maximizes space and geography to an unsettling degree, which creates a dangerous and menacing atmosphere right from the start. Cop Car is every 10 year old boy’s dream AND nightmare, all in one, and I’d like to think that both Freedson-Jackson and Wellford were given a serious talking-too regarding make believe vs. reality. There are some bits with the kids handling loaded weapons that are flinch-inducing, and the sense of terror that overcomes the two protagonists in the final act is nearly unrelenting. This is a refreshingly unpretentious, casually stylish and totally transgressive little thriller that should delight fans of this genre to no end.

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PTS PRESENTS PRODUCER’S NOTES WITH GREG YOLEN

YOLEN POWERCAST

unnamed (2)Podcasting Them Softly is extremely proud to present a chat with film producer and writer Greg Yolen! Greg is best known for his collaborations with writer/director Bill Condon, having started for him as an assistant on the final two TWILIGHT films, before making the jump to full fledged producer, with credits including the underrated and extremely stylish Wikileaks drama THE FIFTH ESTATE, this summer’s critically acclaimed art-house hit MR. HOLMES starring Ian McKellen and Laura Linney, and 2017’s big-budget, live-action retelling of BEAUTY AND THE BEAST. He’s also contributed scripts to the TV series R.L. Stine’s THE HAUNTING HOUR and completed a short film as writer/producer, the 2012 effort METEOR NIGHT.  We hope you enjoy!

JILL SOLOWAY’S AFTERNOON DELIGHT — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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Afternoon Delight is a pitch-perfect indie from 2013 that deserves more attention. Written and directed by Jill Soloway (Amazon’s Transparent) and starring the always awesome Kathryn Hahn, this is an extremely funny, well observed, sexy comedy that hits all the proper notes of pathos and hilarity. Hahn’s wildly amusing and emotionally volatile rollercoaster of a performance is something that needs to be seen to be believed, as she explodes from one sequence to the next with nervous energy and burning desire to make her life more exciting. Juno Temple goes all out (as usual…she’s a fearless talent) as a young stripper/hooker who becomes friends with Hahn, and the two of them create a unique relationship where they both learn from one another in an effort to better themselves. Soloway isn’t afraid of getting down and dirty, and the way she injected just enough smarts into the story keeps it from feeling like cheesy sitcom material that goes nowhere after a terrific set-up. Josh Radnor was very effective as the conscience of the piece, playing Hahn’s curious but still uneasy husband who has to navigate his wife’s new-found zest for life with an interesting degree of openness and familial protection. Jane Lynch gets expected laughs as Hahn’s emotionally dry shrink. Shot with a casual sense of style that never interferes with the narrative by cinematographer Jim Frohna, Afternoon Delight is one of those little hidden gems that gets lost in the shuffle, and is well-worth seeking out. Soloway won the Best Directing award at Sundance for her efforts.

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JOHN CARNEY’S ONCE — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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John Carney’s lightning-in-a-bottle musical romance Once is the musical for people who don’t like traditional musicals. I’ve seen this film a dozen times – easily – and I’m always swept up by its numerous charms. An Oscar-winning critical darling and sleeper hit on the art-house box office circuit back in 2007, Once is the sort of film that has found a massive second-life on DVD/Blu-ray and it’s even spawned a successful Broadway show, which I had the fortunate chance to see, and totally love. The film is a super low-budget effort that sits alongside The Commitments as one of the best working-class musical dramas of all time. There is spoken dialogue throughout the film, but much of the story is told through song, but in an organic fashion so as to never feel forced. The actors, Glen Hansard and Markéta Irglová, were friends for a long time before they shot the movie, and are musicians first and foremost. The story is simple: Boy meets girl, boy wants girl, girl sort-of wants boy, boy impresses girl, girl warms up to boy, and then….well…I’m not spoiling. What I will reveal is that each and every musical sequence is divine, especially when the two leads collaborate in the back of a music shop; pure bliss. The emotion, joy, and love that the characters develop for each other, and how it’s all born out of their mutual love for music, registers in every single scene of this deeply heartfelt film. And the ending of the story is just about perfect; I couldn’t have imagined a better way to cap this lovely and always believable story. By the end of the film’s swift 86 minute run-time, you’ll be wishing that there was one more song to be heard. Carney, who played in a band years ago with Hansard, takes a natural stylistic approach to his story, employing a grainy, digitally shot, hand-held aesthetic that adds to the realism of the story. Much of the film, which took 17 days to complete on a $150,000 budget, was shot by the cameramen from a distance, thus relaxing the actors and allowing them to be spontaneous with their performances. This is a true gem.

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SAM MENDES’ AWAY WE GO — A REVIEW BY NICK CLEMENT

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I’ve been a fan to some degree of all of the films from director Sam Mendes, but if there’s one film that nobody seems to bring up much from this classy and stylish filmmaker, it’s his underrated and extremely perceptive road movie Away We Go, which got a quiet release in the summer of 2009, and garnered very mixed reviews, with some people loving it and some really hating it. This is a film that holds up a mirror to a variety of American subcultures and essentially shows the viewer how messed up everyone is, and how we’re all just struggling to find our little nugget of gold, while we make countless bad decisions along the way and meet people who constantly fail and disappoint us. Feeling very much like a movie from the 70’s, this was Mendes’ most aesthetically loose piece of filmmaking, eschewing his formally precise compositions in favor of spontaneous hand-held cinematography, which complimented the episodic and freewheeling screenplay by husband and wife team Dave Eggers and Vendela Vida. John Krasinski and Maya Rudolph were perfectly cast as a mid-30’s couple on the brink of being parents who set out on the road to visit friends and family in a last ditch effort to plant roots before their baby arrives. A terrific supporting cast including Allison Janney, Maggie Gyllenhaal, Chris Messina, Melanie Lynskey(!), Josh Charles, Jeff Daniels, Catherine O’Hara are along for the ride, all getting a chance to create lasting and distinct portraits of diseased Americana which are sadly too believable, while Krasinski and Rudolph smartly underplay every scene, allowing the story to come to their characters without any forcing or over emoting. They also conveyed terrific sense of romantic chemistry between one another, which upped the empathy quotient in an otherwise biting piece of social satire. The upfront and awkwardly humorous sex scene that more or less opens the movie sets the quirky tone right away, and I loved how this felt like a total 180 from anything that Mendes had done before or has done since. This was his Flirting With Disaster (another wildly underappreciated gem from a distinct cinematic voice, David O. Russell), and it’s a film that more people should make the time for.

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