Daniel Garber talks with Matthew Rankin, Ila Firouzabadi and Pirouz Nemati about Universal Language at #TIFF24
Photographs by Jeff Harris.
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
It’s December in Winnipeg. Matthew Rankin, a Montreal bureaucrat, is travelling home to see his elderly mother. Most of his favourite spots are still there, but something is different; he feels lost, alienated. He sees two girls trying to free a large banknote frozen in ice. And he encounters a man who welcomes him into his home. After many years spent working in French, he is relieved to return to his native tongue and culture. But who would have guessed his universal language… is Farsi?
Universal Language is the name of a dream-like and haunting new feature that reimagines Canada’s two solitudes: francophone Quebec, and the rest of the country a unique mixture of Iran and the vast northern dominion. It’s as if Winnipeg froze unchanged somewhere in the 1980s and morphed into a non-religious People’s Republic of Iran. It’s co-written and directed by award-winning Winnipeg filmmaker Matthew Rankin, whose experimental films reimagine the country in a stylized and retro milieu. I interviewed him in 2020 about his first feature The Twentieth Century. The co-writers are both Iran-born and Montreal-based. Actor and multi-disciplinary artist Ila Firouzabadi is known for the violence and intimacy of her sculptures; while independent filmmaker, artist and actor Pirouz Nemati is completing an upcoming documentary on the matriarch of Montreal’s Byblos Le Petit Café.
I spoke with Matt, Ila and Pirouz on site at #TIFF24
Universal Language was lauded at Cannes and TIFF, on the list for an Oscar nomination for best international film, and will open in theatres soon.
Fighting. Films reviewed: Seagrass, The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes, Testament
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Fall Film Festival Season keeps on rolling. I had the pleasure of attending the opening-night screening of the ReelAsian film festival. It’s the delightful comedy/drama The Queen Of My Dreams, directed by Fawzia Mirza. It follows a queer Toronto woman in Karachi for a funeral as she recalls her own and her estranged mother’s) history in Pakistan in the 60s and Halifax in the 80s — all while listening and dancing to Bollywood songs. ReelAsian is in its 27th year showing films from across that continent and in the asian diaspora, now through November 19th. And the Shorts not Pants festival opens on November 17th. In case you’re wondering it’s not about cut-offs or basketball shorts — it’s a curated short film festival, which I’ve heard is quite good.
This week, I’m looking at three new movies — one of which is playing at ReelAsian. There’s a fight over a painting in Montreal, a fighting couple on an island near Nanaimo, and a fight to the death in the city of Panem.
Seagrass
Wri/Dir: Meredith Hama-Brown
It’s the summer of 2011. Judith and Steve (Ally Maki, Luke Roberts) are riding a ferry with their kids to a rocky island near Nanaimo, BC. They’re renting a cabin complete with a kitchen, and there’s even a swimming pool with lots of games and hikes planned for all the kids there. It’s a shady forest that leads to a mysterious dark cave on the shore. The couple in the next cabin, Pat and Carol (Chris Pang and Sarah Gadon) — a white and asian pair like Judith and Steve — swear the last time they spent on the island was a life-changer. The thing is, they’re not there for a vacation. It’s a place where couples can look at their relationship and try to work out their differences through daily group therapy 
sessions. The kids, Steph and Emmy (Nyha Huang Breitkreuz, Remy Marthaller) have problems of their own to work out. 10-year-old Steph doesn’t want to babysit her 6-year-old sister — she’d rather mess around with friends at get-togethers.
The problem is Judith is depressed — she’s been that way since her mom died many months earlier. And now she’s regretting she never talked with her about the internment camps Japanese Canadians were put in during WWII. Or what happened to her dad’s fishing boat. It’s like there’s a ghost or spirit lurking above the family — is it the kids’ late grandmother or just the general bad feelings? It’s not just that, Judith isn’t sleeping with Steve anymore. And Steve is increasingly jealous and angry that Pat — the husband next-door — seems to be spending too much time with Judith. As the pressure builds it begins to affect the kids too, leading to a potentially frightening conclusion.
Seagrass is a stunning look at secrets revealed at a getaway in British Columbia. It’s also about identity, history and family, especially of Japanese-Canadians. I found it very moving, a bit of a tear-jerker actually. At the same time, it makes you uneasy to watch the story unfold, and the unexpected revelations it leads to. It’s not your typical marriage counselling movie; it’s equally about the kids, and the subtle racism they face. The cast is uniformly great, but especially Ally Maki as a woman on the verge of a nervous breakdown. This movie also does amazing things both visually and audibly, from pop songs to eerie sound effects.
Great movie.
The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes
Dir: Francis Lawrence
Coriolanus Snow (Tom Blyth) is a young man with a keen intellect. He’s handsome, popular and ambitious. He lives in Panem, the capital city of a post-apocalyptic world. A top student at the Academy, the training grounds for the nation’s top leaders, he’s in line for the Plinth prize. He needs to win it because, although he’s from an aristocratic family, he’s poor. So poor, his cousin Tigris makes his shirt buttons out of bathroom tiles, and school lunches keep him alive.
But the scholarship is at risk when Dean Highbottom (Peter Dinklage) declares all students must participate in the Hunger Games as a mentor to a tribute, the kids sent to the capital from each outlying district. Lucy Gray (Rachel Zegler) from District 12 is his Tribute — if she wins the Hunger Games, Coriolanus gets the prize money. So he will do anything to keep her alive. She’s a pretty songbird — from a long line of travelling musicians — who dresses in colourful outfits. The two hit it off, and prove a formidable team of underdogs. Will they beat the odds, and survive? And is there relationship more than just a game?
The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes is a gripping action-adventure movie based on the dystopian YA novels. I read avidly the trilogy when it first came out, but was less attached to the related movies — I only watched the first one, maybe because I knew what was going to happen. But this one took me by surprise; it’s a prequel, set half a century before the other books. So I found it exciting, dark and gripping. It is violent — after all, this game is about 24 kids murdering one another in a stadium. But this is set in the early years of the Hunger Games: the capital is battle-scarred and decrepit. Drones sent to the tributes are primitive and dangerous, as likely to kill a player as to send them food or 
water. These hunger games are darker and grittier. I like the novelistic turns of plot, and the truly evil characters, especially Dr. Volumnia Gaul wonderfully played by Viola Davis as a mad scientist who creates terrifying animals — the snakes and birds of the title — to stymie the districts and their tributes. Zegler is good as Lucy, singing as much as she talks, and Blyth is great as the conflicted Corio. The explosions and pyrotechnics look fantastic on a big screen, so if you’re into this kind of movie, see it now, not on some future TV streamer.
Testament
Wri/Dir: Denys Arcand
Jean-Michel Bouchard (Rémy Girard) is a retired writer and archivist in Montreal. He still has an office but lives in a venerable, public retirement home. Never married, no kids, but he still has many friends to spend time with. Suzanne Francoeur (Sophie Lorain) is the directrice of the building, and keeps her eagle eye on anything that could disrupt her tightly-run edifice. But when a group of college protesters set up camp across the street chanting Free First Nations! she isn’t sure how to handle it. The anglophone demonstrators say the building is full of racist art.
The issue at hand? A 19th century fresco on a wall in the music
room depicting Champlain’s first meeting with the Iroquois. The protesters say the French are settler-colonists in fancy dress while indigenous men are depicted as primitive barbarians, while the women are topless. Meanwhile, Jean- Michel’s close friend Roger, a fitness and health food nut, suddenly drops dead right in front of him. Jean- Michel receives a literary prize, but is mistaken for someone else with a similar name. And Suzanne seems to be standing just outside his door whenever a young woman visits him in his bedroom — why is she there? As the tension from the protesters grows, media, Quebec nationalists, bureaucrats and politicians all descend on the home. Can Jean-Michel stop the madness? Or is this the beginning of the end? And what will happen to the mural?
Testament is a political and social satire about Quebec’s aging boomers, as their rule ends. Denys Arcand has been covering this cohort for four decades, in films like The Decline of the American Empire, The Barbarian Invasions, and The Fall of the American Empire. This one shares similar themes and some of the same actors as well. The characters are stereotypical and amusing — anglo protesters are buffoons, seniors are clueless busybodies, feminists snarl, while politicians tell baldfaced lies — but he pokes at the politics from all sides. It has a huge cast, including Robert Lepage (who had his own controversy involving indigenous issues) as an effete arts/politics leader in an hilarious parody of himself. There’s also a romantic subplot — no spoilers — and, surprisingly, some very moving moments.
If you want to understand Quebec cultural politics — with a lot of laughs — you must watch Denys Arcand’s Testament.
Seagrass is playing at the TIFF Bell Lightbox, one of many great films at the ReelAsian Film Festival. Testament and Hunger Games both open this weekend in Toronto; check your local listings.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com.
MassachuTIFF! Films reviewed: Dumb Money, The Holdovers, American Fiction
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TIFF23 is over but it has ushered in Toronto’s Fall Film Festival Season. Toronto Palestine Film Fest offers film screenings, live concert performances and museum installations, starting on Sept 27th. And you can catch eight short dance films, called “8-Count” at the Hot Docs cinema on the 27th and at York U on the 28th. But this week, I’m talking about three more great movies that played at TIFF, all from the USA, all set in Massachusetts. There’s a prep school student named Tully, a novelist with the nom de plume Studd, and an online investor known as Roaring Kitty.
Dumb Money
Dir: Craig Gillespie
Keith Gill (Paul Dano) is a investment analyst in Brockton, Massachusetts who posts his financial details daily online on a sub/Reddit. He works out of his basement. One day he notices a stock he likes is undervalued, so he buys 50,000 shares and posts the recerd on YouTube. It’s GameStop, a shopping mall chain that buys and sells video games and equipment. And when it goes viral, and everyone starts buying them, the prices climb. The chain doesn’t go bankrupt and ordinary people — the dumb money of the movie title — start making good money on sites like Robinhood. That’s good for everyone, right? No — not for short sellers. Those are the wall street tycoons who make their fortunes by betting on the future price of a stock being lower than the current price. But this one is soaring exponentially,
resulting in a short squeeze where the short sellers have to buy back shares at a much higher rate than they bet on. Can Keith — and all his followers — keep GameStop shares afloat? Or will Wall Street triumph once again?
Dumb Money is a simple but very fun movie — based on a true story that happened just two years ago — about ordinary investors trying to beat Wall Street at their own game. It follows Gill, his wife Caroline (Shailene Woodley) his bro Kevin (Pete Davidson), and the many small investors across the country: a nurse, some college students, even a mall employee of GameStop (played by actors including America Ferrera, Anthony Ramos). They’re pitted against the Wall Street short sellers (Vincent d’Onofrio, Seth Rogan). Most of the characters never actually meet one another, but somehow it all holds together. It’s a lot like The Big Short, but the heroes and heroines are regular people not just a bunch of rich guys playing the system. There’s a warm and rustic feel to this movie — a nostalgia for last year! — with nice characters you want to get to know. Nothing spectacular but Dumb Money is highly entertaining and a hell of a lot of fun.
For some reason, I really like this one.
American Fiction
Co-Wri/Dir: Cord Jefferson
Thelonious Ellison (Jeffrey Wright) known as “Monk” to his family and friends is an upper-middle writer and academic. He’s spending time with his family in Massachusetts after being unceremoniously put on leave from his college for displaying the “N word” in class — white students said it made them feel “uncomfortable”. Coming from a family of doctors (he’s a PhD), Monk has very high standards when it comes to literature. He sneers at pulp fiction. Unfortunately his novels aren’t selling. What is selling is We’s Lives in Da Ghetto, written by an equally upper-middle-class, college-educated writer, Sintara Golden (Issa Rae). Monk holds fast to his ideals: he’s a writer who is black, not a black writer. But his agent (Jon Ortiz) wonders why Monk can’t write more “black”. In a fit of pique, Monk churns 
out the trashiest novel he can imagine, full of dreadful stereotypes and contrived black slang, gangstas, single parent families and crack dealers. But to his surprise and disgust, there’s an instant bidding war for the book, finally offering him 3/4 of million dollars. (He wrote it under the pen name Stagg R. Lee, posing as a fugitive from the law.) He wants to come clean and call off the deal, but he does need the money to pay for a nursing home for her mom (Leslie Uggams). But as his mythical fame starts to grow, and Hollywood comes knocking at his door, he winders how long the truth comes out?
American Fiction is a scathing comedy about academia, literature, movies and white American attitudes toward Blacks. It’s also an interesting family drama — with his clever divorced sister Lisa, his incorrigible divorced brother Cliff (Sterling K Brown) and the family maid Lorraine (Myra Lucretia Taylor). It’s also a potential romance, when he meets Coraline (Erika Alexander) a neighbour to the family’s beach house. This is director Cord Jefferson’s first feature, but he makes a mature, clever movie. He takes what could have been a simple farce, and turns it into something bigger than that. Jeffrey Wright is perfect as Monk, never hamming or mugging, just honing his character to a sharp and pithy — but flawed — person.
Great movie.
The Holdovers
Dir: Alexander Payne
It’s December, 1969 at Barton Academy, an elite prep school in New England. Mr Hunham (Paul Giamatti) the hard-ass classics teacher, is put in charge of the kids who have nowhere to go over the winter holidays. Although its Christmas, he assigns the kids homework. These boys are troglodytes and its up to Hunham to whip them into shape, or at least try to. He’s the kind of guy who drops quotes in Latin and ancient greek to no one else’s amusement. He has a glass eye and smells like old fish. Cooking and cleaning is done by Mary Lamb (Da’Vine Joy Randolph). She works at Barton so her son can study there and go to University. But, unlike the rich kids he couldn’t afford to pay for college. So he got drafted and died in Vietnam. Mary is still at the school, because where else is she going to go? Then there’s the students — Jason, an heir to a aviation fortune but his hair is too long for his dad’s wishes; the class pot dealer, Kountse, and Alex and Ye-Joon two little kids, too far from home — their parents are in Salt Lake City and Seoul. But after an 
unexpected event, only one student is left with Mary and Mr Hunham.
Angus Tully (Dominic Sessa) is the smartest kid in class, gangly and arrogant, but also a trouble maker. His divorced parents are rich but neglectful, so he’s been kicked out of a long list of prestigious boarding schools. If it happens again he’ll be sent to military school, a fate worse than death. Can the three of them, Angus, Mr Hunham and Mary, form a truce and act like a makeshift family? Or will they drive each other crazy first?
The Holdovers is a remarkably good coming-of-age comedy/drama with a compelling story and fantastic acting. It tugs at your heart without ever resorting to sentimentality. Paul Giamatti is always good, in this case as an unusual anti-hero, while the other two, Dominic Sessa and Da’Vine Joy Randolph, are totally new faces (never seen them in a movie before) but they’re both so good. They are three-dimensional and real, arrogant and vulnerable, and totally believable. I went into this movie with zero expectations, and was shocked by how good it is. I’m purposely not giving away the plot — no spoilers — but I can’t see anyone not liking this movie.
All three of these movies played at #TIFF23. with American Fiction winning the People’s Choice Award, and The Holdovers the runner up. Dumb Money opens this weekend across Canada; check your local listings.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com.
Some gems at #TIFF23. Films reviewed: The Movie Teller, Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of the World, The Promised Land
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TIFF is coming to an end this weekend, but plenty of movies still playing, with free screenings of Peoples Choice winners, including the Midnight Madness and Platform series. But this week I’m talking about three gems that played the festival, from Chile, Romania and Denmark. There’s a performer in the Pampas, a driver in Romania and a would-be farmer in Jutland.
The Movie Teller
Dir: Lone Scherfig (An Education, The Riot Club, One Day, The Kindness of Strangers)
Based on the Chilean novel by Hernán Rivera Letelier
Maria Margarita and her three brothers Minto, Mauricio and Marcelino, live in a remote company- town in the Pampas where they mine saltpeter. Her mother is a beauty, obsessed with radio soap operas, her father a gruff man with a big moustache. Their biggest source of pleasure is their weekly trip to the local cinema. But when their dad is badly injured — but not killed — in a work accident, they are suddenly without income. And their father, now in a wheelchair, can’t go to the movies anymore.
So the four kids decide to take the movies to him, by describing what they saw. The three brothers were not very interesting but Maria Margarita blew them all the way with her renditions — the love scenes, the fights, the commentaries all perfectly reproduced. Soon word spreads and everyone in town wants to watch her perform. But will it solve their deeper problems? And can it bring their mother home again (she abandoned her family once her husband was injured)?
The Movie Teller is a magnificent, romantic coming-of-age story (each of the four kids are played by three different actors as they grow up). The main events of their lives — like Maria Margarita’s fight with with a dust devil, or her first date with the son of the union organizer — are played out against historical events in Chile, culminating in the US-backed coup that killed Allende and brought dictator Pinochet to power. (You can guess what year it is by the movies they’re seeing). Though a bittersweet story, it feels like a classic drama. Despite the fact they’re in the middle of a desert the film is rich, lush and colourful. And it’s filled with quirky, endearing — or hateable — characters. Danish director Lone Scherfig makes a movie about movies in a cinematic style.
Wonderful.
Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of the World
Dir: Radu Jude (Bad Luck Banging or Loony Porn)
Angela (Ilinca Manolache) is an overworked PA working for a low-rent film studio in Bucharest. She has bleached-blonde hair and wears a dress covered in metallic sequins. She spends long hours driving across the city on minor assignments. Her latest? To interview people who were badly injured while working at a foreign-owned furniture factor. She sees people missing fingers, paralyzed, or in wheelchairs. But this is not an expose; the company wants this for a promotional campaign telling people to wear their helmets… though most of them weren’t injured on their heads.
Everywhere she goes, she pulls out her smart phone and records a short video she posts on Instagram or TikTok swapping her face with a cartoonish version of Andrew Tate’s. She calls her persona Bobito, who spouts a series of bawdy, obscene, misogynistic, and reactionary punchlines, told in the most offensive way possible. Later she picks up marketing exec Doris Goethe (Nina Hoss) from the Austrian furniture company they’re making the film for. Will Angela survive another gruelling day? Or will tiredness turn to a fatal traffic accident?
Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of the World is a 
biting satirical film about contemporary Romania. It mocks pop culture, government censorship, corporate greed, in a way sure to offend almost everybody. Thereme, Deloitte, KFC, Ukraine, Orban, Putin, Germans, American gun culture, nothing is off limits. This is an avant-garde film, not a conventional one, with very long takes — as long as half an hour — with no cuts. The scenes in her car are grainy black and white, while other scenes are brightly coloured. There are also clips from a 1981 Romanian movie about a female cab driver in Bucharest and the macho Transylvanian man she meets (the same actors appear in this film 40 years later.) And what Radu Jude film would be complete without a a seemingly endless montage of photos, almost like a slide show?
I think this film is brilliant, just like his previous one, but much easier on the eyes. If you’re OK with political satire and unconventional cinema, you should check this one out.
The Promised Land (Bastarden)
Co-Wri/Dir: Nikolaj Arcel
It’s Jutland in Denmark in the 18th century. Captain Ludvig Kahlen (Mads Mikkelsen) is trying to start a farm in an expanse of inhospitable heath land. He wants to make his fortune, live in a mansion, and be knighted by the king. He’s the illegitimate son of a nobleman and his maid, who served 25 years in the German army, but left with only a meagre pension. He has Royal permission to start a farm there — many have tried, none have succeeded — but faces unexpected obstacles. First, there are few people who want to work there. He ends up hiring a husband and his wife, Ann Barbara (Amanda Collin), fleeing servitude in a manor house at the hands of a noble. He was cruelly tortured, she was sexually assaulted.
Then there’s the noble, Frederik de Schinkel (Simon Bennebjerg) a snotty young man, who craves absolute power over all of Jutland. Just by existing on the land, Kahlen challenges his authority, and de Schinkel goes out of his way to stop him. It also doesn’t help that his beautiful cousin Edel doesn’t want to marry him — she only has eyes for Kahlen. Then there are the vagabonds who live in the woods attacking any passing visitors. That’s where he meets a foul-mouthed little girl named Anmai Mus (Hagberg Melina), who the thieves use as a lure. After much squabbling, and dramatic happenings, he, Ann Barbara and Anmai Mus form a 
makeshift family to face the elements as they attempt to produce the first crop ever grown on that land. Will he succeed or fail?
The Promised Land is an epic and novelistic historical drama, about a stubborn and driven man looking to fulfill his big dreams. It’s full of sneak attacks, and revenge plots. Mads Mikkelsen is marvellous as Kahlen, a man who risks his life for the sake of a title or rank, at the expense of the people he really cares about. The large cast is terrific (I mentioned only a few of the Dickensian characters) and the cinematography is panoramic.
This is a fantastic movie.
The Movie Teller, Do Not Expect Too Much From the End of the World, and The Promised Land all played at #TIFF23, which runs through tomorrow. Go to tiff.net for details.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com.
Wrong place, wrong time. Films reviewed: The Blackening, Persian Lessons, Asteroid City
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Some movies make you think: that’s where I want to be, I wish that were me on the screen. But other movies have the opposite effect. This week, I’m looking at three new movies in the second category, about people who find themselves in the wrong place at the wrong time. There are friends at a reunion stranded in a cabin in the woods; a man in a disguise imprisoned in a Nazi internment camp; and some space cadets quarantined in a New Mexican desert town.
The Blackening
Dir: Tim Story
It’s Juneteenth, and a group of friends are getting together for a reunion ten years after graduating from college. They’re meeting at an Air BNB to iron out old rivalries and past love affairs, catch up, drink, take drugs, and have fun. But little do they know what awaits them in this cabin in the woods. They’re deep in redneck country, and they all happen to be Black. And somehow, the doors are locking and unlocking, the power is being turned on and off, and their cars are all disabled. And when they discover one of their group is already dead, they realize something is very, very wrong. The only way to save themselves is to correctly answer a series of questions about Black culture and history, as dictated by a creepy, racist board game called The Blackening. The game centres on a hideous plastic head which talks directly to them. If they 
make a mistake, someone scary is lurking in the shadows with a crossbow loaded with arrows. Can they escape or defeat the deranged killer? Or will they all end up dead?
The Blackening is a thriller/ horror/comedy that pokes fun at both slasher movies and Black pop culture. It’s meta-horror, like Scream, so everyone knows not to split up, but also that in slasher movies the “sole survivor” is never Black. This allows it to challenge a lot of horror conventions. I had my doubts about his movie — the director, Tim 
Story, made The Fantastic 4, one of the worst superhero movies ever (Correction: Fantastic 4, 2015, was dreadful, but was made by Josh Trank; I have never seen Story’s 2005 version) and while I’m always up for another cabin-in-the-woods story, the last few I’ve seen (like Knock at the Cabin) have been less than stellar. Luckily, The Blackening is funny, strange, surprising and very entertaining. It’s an ensemble piece, starring Antoinette Robertson, Dewayne Perkins, Sinqua Walls, Grace Byers, X Mayo, Melvin Gregg and Jermaine Fowler. It’s also more funny than violent — with an emphasis on characters, humour and clever dialogue over blood and guts (but there are some scary parts, too.)
I like this movie.
Persian Lessons
Dir: Vadim Perelman
It’s WWII in German-occupied France. The Nazis are arresting Jews across western Europe detaining them in a French transit camp before they are sent to the Poland for extermination. Gilles (Nahuel Pérez Biscayart: BPM, Deep in the Woods) is a Belgian from Antwerp, a prisoner on a transport truck heading for the camp, when another man trades a book of Persian stories for Gilles’ sandwich. A few minutes later, the guards park the truck and start gunning down all the prisoners by the side of the road… but the book saves his life just before he is executed. He claims to be a Persian, named Reza — a name inscribed in the book — and not a Jew. Soon he’s working in the camp’s kitchen under the supervision of Klaus (Lars Eidinger). He keeps Gilles alive — and away from hard labour splitting rocks in the quarry — because he wants to learn Farsi. Of course Gilles doesn’t speak a word of it, and the book is incomprehensible to him, but to stay alive he has to invent a language and remember all the words, without the Commandant figuring out his ruse. But how long can he keep it up before his deception is exposed?
Persian Lessons is an ingenious and moving dramatic thriller set within WWII and the Holocaust. Strangely, most of the dialogue is in German, because, aside from Gilles and a few others, it’s mainly about the Nazi guards and officers, not the prisoners. Not sure why so much of the movie is about petty rivalries, love affairs and cruelties among the guards, rather than the lives of the prisoners. Even so, it’s still an 
interesting story with a surprising twist. Argentinian-French actor Nahuel Pérez Biscayart beautiful plays Gilles as a frail, doe-eyed waif, always on the brink of angsty collapse. While Lars Eidinger, as Klaus — I’ve seen him in at least a dozen movies — is good as always, this time as a cruel but conflicted man with dark hidden secrets.
This is a good one, too.
Asteroid City
Co-Wri/Dir: Wes Anderson
It’s the 1950s in a tiny desert town in New Mexico named Asteroid City after a meteorite hit the earth there. The Space Race is gaining momentum, while the Cold War is chillier than ever. Augie Steenbeck (Jason Schwartzman) is a news photographer with his teenaged son Woodrow (Jake Ryan) and three little daughters. They’re there for Woodrow to reserve a national science prize. In a local diner he meets Midge Campbell (Scarlett Johansson) a famous Hollywood movie star, accompanying her teenaged daughter, also up for a prize. She’s divorced and he’s a widower. There are also tourists, military brass, scientists, astronomers and cowboys, as well local hucksters out to make a quick buck. But everything changes when — in front of everybody — a space ship lands there, and an alien steps out to grab the asteroid and fly away! The government declares emergency measures, and no one is allowed to leave Asteroid City. Will romance bloom in this time of isolation? And will they ever get out of this place?
Asteroid City is a meticulously-crafted, comic pastiche of American pop-culture in the 1950s. It’s filled with atomic bomb tests in the background, and a roadrunner saying beep-beep between scenes. And there are wonderful scenes shot through adjoining motel windows.x As in all Wes Andersen’s movies, there are dozens of characters and an equal number of tiny side-plots. It has cameos by Tom Hanks, Tilda Swinton, Liev Schreiber, Adrian Brody, Hong Chau and Matt Dillon, among countless others. The art direction is impeccable, as is the music, editing, costumes and sets. But for some reason, this time we also have actors breaking the 4th wall, taking off their makeup and talking about the making of this movie. And these actors are also appearing in a stage play about it. And the stage play is being performed on live TV, with a 
narrator — all set in the 1950s. While it’s fun to watch all this, it takes an interesting and funny plot and sadly turns it into just another example of Hollywood navel-gazing. For the life of me, I don’t know what all these meta dimensions add to the story.
That said, of course I enjoyed and appreciated this film. Wes Andersen’s movies are always a joy to watch… I just wasn’t as dazzled by this one.
The Blackening, Asteroid City and Persian Lessons all open this weekend in Toronto, with Asteroid City expanding nationwide next week; check your local listings.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com.
Daniel Garber talks with Kelly Reichardt about Showing Up
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It’s present-day Portland Oregon. Lizzie is an instructor at the College of Arts and Crafts and is preparing her upcoming solo show at a local gallery. She is creating a series of small, clay, glazed sculptures of women in motion. But she also has to deal with the vagaries of daily life: a dysfunctional family, a pigeon wounded by her aggressive cat, a broken water heater, and most of all Jo. Jo is her friend, neighbour, fellow-artist, and absentee landlady. Lizzie holds a long-standing grudge against Jo’s relative success and is carrying on a passive 
aggressive war against her frenemy. But time is running out. Will she finish her art in time, keep her family alive, and finally take a hot shower? And most important, is anyone showing up for her opening?
Showing Up is a new dramatic comedy that takes an inside look at Portland’s art scene. It’s a subtly satirical examination of real life. Showing Up is the latest work of filmmaker Kelly Reichardt, known for her rethinking of traditional genres, from westerns to thrillers to dramas, from Meeks Cutoff to Night Moves to Certain Women.
I spoke with Kelly Reichardt in person at the TIFF Bell Lightbox in Toronto, where Showing Up is now playing.
Non-TIFF movies. Films reviewed: Nightclubbing, Honk for Jesus, Save Your Soul
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
TIFF, the Toronto International Film Festival starts in less than a week, and kicks off fall film festival season in Toronto.
I‘ll be bringing you lots more about TIFF later, but don’t forget the other festivals on this month. Caribbean Tales International Film Festival runs from Sept 7th through the 23rd; The Toronto Independent Film Festival is on from September 14 – 17; and the Toronto Palestine Film Festival opens on September 22nd.
But this week I’m talking about a couple movies not playing at festivals. There’s a documentary about the rise of punk rock in New York City, and a mocumentary about the fall of a Baptist preacher in Atlanta.
Wri/ Dir: Adamma Ebo
It’s springtime in Atlanta, Georgia, and churchgoers are preparing for Easter. It will also be the date of the triumphant re-opening of a Baptist megachurch, under the direction of Pastor Lee-Curtis Childs (Sterling K. Brown). Along with his wife, “First Lady” Trinitie Childs (Regina Hall) are looking forward to the triumphant return of their flock. But he has important issues to deal with — like what suit should he wear — his pink Prada, his purple Prada or his periwinkle Prada. Presentation is important. Trinitie, likewise, has been shopping for a particular beaded church hat, the perfect combination of beauty, wealth and reserve. But so far the response has been less than stellar; only a handful of true believers show up for the first Wednesday night service.
The Pastor is known for his fiery, passionate preaching, about things like the “sins of homosexuality” and other such vices. But he fell from grace after his own sexual dalliances came to light. Nothing illegal — “consenting adults” and all that — but his reputation as a trusted guide and healer is in tatters. Meanwhile a rival church has sprung up down the road. Run by a younger couple, Keon and Shakura Sumpter (Conphidance, Nicole 
Beharie), their church has no dark clouds hovering overhead. A few of the faithful have stuck with the Pastor, but most of them switched churches. Can Lee-Curtis and Trinitie convince their flock that all is well and it’s time to come home? Can Trinitie stand by her husband after what he did? Or is this the beginning of the end?
Honk for Jesus, Save your Soul is a satirical social comedy about hypocrisy in religion. The title refers to one of their many attempts to get people to come back to the mega-church’s reopening. The film is done in the form of a documentary, an invisible crew that follows them around, unwittingly exposing their embarrassing or horrible behaviour. (Through no fault of her own, the “First Lady” suffers the effects of his misdeeds.) This alternates with off-camera moments, like Lee-Curtis and Trinitie attempting to have sex in bed (apparently, for a man with a mission, he doesn’t want anything missionary-style just 
from behind with his eyes closed, to her great disappointment.)
Does this movie work? Only partly. It’s a comedy but it’s rarely funny. The camerawork is well done — from their gaudy suits and the royal thrones they sit on, to poignant images like a tiny black Jesus statue wheeled out in a last attempt. And the acting is very good: Sterling K. Brown perfectly plays the pastor as a conceited show-off, bearing his near-naked body whenever possible. Regina Hall as the always suffering Trinitie — who has to face the vitriol of her former friends — gives a nicely sympathetic performance. But the movie itself drags. There are few surprises. It feels way too long, and it’s not very funny… it just makes you squirm uncomfortably. Honk for Jesus all you want, but don’t rush to see this one.
Nightclubbing: The Birth of Punk Rock in New York City
Wri/Dir: Danny Garcia
Its the 1960s in a rough neighbourhood in Manhattan. Max’s Kansas City is a restaurant with an upstairs bar and lounge, where musicians perform before small audiences. Its down the street from Andy Warhol’s factory whose denizens hang out there along with writers and artists. But everything changes when the Greenwich Village mainstay, The Gaslight, loses its lease. Its manager moves to Max’s and starts booking bigger and bigger acts. Velvet Underground, establishes its rep there, as a place for independent bands. Iggy Pop meets David Bowie at Max’s and start to collaborate, and the New York Dolls set up camp there. As its fame grows, punk becomes a phenomenon with lots of sex, drugs and rock ’n’ roll. Max’s washrooms double as a notorious site for quickies. Someone in the film says they everyone there was high all the time, with heroine the drug of choice. Malcolm McLaren shows up after 
Sid Vicious leaves the Sex Pistols and becomes the Doll’s manager, bankrolling their rehab in exchange for them wearing his clothes on the stage. Though CBGBs ends up more famous, it’s Max’s that really starts the punk scene in NY.
Nightclubbing is an oral history of the early days of the NY punk scene told by the musicians themselves, their fans and followers, staff at the clubs, family and friends. Featured artists include Billy Idol, Alice Cooper, Penny Arcade, Sylvain Sylvain, and many many others.
Illustrated with still photos and archive footage, it is meticulously researched and edited into a continuous seamless narrative. And the music never stops. Some people 
are on the screen for just a few seconds, with maybe a simple line or two, while others, like Jayne County, provide the funniest and juiciest bits. And it’s a pretty juicy story. Like did you know Deedee Ramone’s girlfriend tried to pull a Lorena Bobbitt on him when she discovered he was hustling on 53rd st? Or that Max’s owners were busy counterfeiting hundred dollar bills in the back room? The club closed forever in 1981, but its legend lives on. If you’re into the history of early NY punk, Nightclubbing is a must-see.
Nightclubbing: The Birth of Punk Rock in New York City will be playing at the Carlton Cinema in Toronto on September 16th-18th; and you can catch Honk for Jesus, Save your Soul across North America starting this weekend; check your local listings.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com
Crime. Films reviewed: The Noise of Engines, The Last Mark, The Outfit
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
This week, I’m looking at three new movies — one from the UK and two premiering at this year’s Canadian Film Fest — that look at ordinary people pulled into the world of crime. There’s a customs official accused of sexual misconduct; a dominatrix targeted by a deranged hitman; and a mild-mannered English tailor pulled into the Chicago mob.
The Noise of Engines (Le Bruit des Moteurs)
Dir: Philippe Grégoire
Alex (Robert Naylor) is a young man from a small Quebec town near the US border. It’s a village with a mothball factory a formula 1 race track, and not much else. In this post-9/11 world, the government wants formerly boring customs officers to become ruthless killers in the war on terrorism. So to get away from his town, he takes a job as a firearms instructor at an isolated Canada Customs training school. But when he is caught in flagrante delicto with a large breasted employee he is dragged before the directrice for an interrogation. Though their sex was consensual, his co-
worker had a heart attack from a lack of oxygen due to the anti-covid face shield she was wearing (he ended up saving her life.) And when the much older Directrice’s invites him to sleep with her and her husband, he turns her down. She is furious and exiles him back to his village for punishment. But his troubles don’t stop there. The local police, in a series of Kafka-esque events, label Alex as a sexual deviant, and accuse him of increasingly absurd crimes, such as leaving lascivious drawings on post-it notes in the local church. However life isn’t all bad. At least he has one friend in the village, an Icelandic drag-racer (Tanja Björk) who wants to practice her French and see the local sites. Can Alex survive a two week leave in small-town Quebec? Will the police ever leave 
him alone? And what will become of his relationship with new Icelandic friend?
The Noise of Engines is an absurdist drama about the stultifying effect corrupt bureaucrats and policemen have in small-town Quebec. Aesthetically beautiful — from its stark scenery and retro settings to its modernistic music and elegant titles — this debut feature is a pleasure to watch. The while film is almost dreamlike (and sometimes nightmarish) to the point where you’re never quite sure whether anything is real or if it’s all in Alex’s imagination. Shot both in Quebec and in Iceland it swerves between comedy and horror, settling somewhere in between. I like this movie.
The Last Mark
Dir: Reem Morsi
Peyton (Alexia Fast) is an escort and a professional dominatrix. One night, in a seedy motel room with a client she hears unexpected intruders entering the room. Hidden under the bed she witnesses two professional killers shoot the man she was just having sex with. She escapes but not before they see her. It’s up to the killers to silence the unfortunate witness. Keele (Shawn Doyle) volunteers to catch and kill the witness. He is an older professional reaching the end of his career, while Palmer (Bryce Hodgson) is his new replacement, a psychotic murderer who chops off his victims heads just for the fun of it. But there’s a twist. Peyton left her ID behind, and Keele recognizes her last name — the same as a woman he had a fling with decades earlier. Is it possible that she’s his daughter? He asks Eli (Jonas Chernick) his longtime fixer to do a bit of research — is she related to him, or just another target? In the meantime, Keele kidnaps her and locks her in an isolated cabin, far from the eyes of his head-chopping partner. Can the two if them learn to get along? Do they have anything in common? Can they trust one another? And will he save her or kill her?
The Last Mark is a classic typical, crime dramady, about an odd 
couple pulled together by coincidence. This is the director, Reem Morsi’s first full-length feature, and it holds together well. The cast is good all-around, even the smaller roles, especially Bryce Hodgson as a psycho-killer. This is a Canadian production and cast, but the story is set somewhere vaguely outside of Detroit (though it was shot in Sudbury). It’s violent but not gory, and even moving at times. It’s never slow or boring, and the characters are just quirky enough to keep you interested but still believable. This movie’s pretty good.
The Outfit
Co-Wri/Dir: Graham Moore
It’s the mid-1950s in Chicago. Leonard (Mark Rylance) is a bespoke tailor, originally from London. He apprenticed on Saville Row before opening his own shop. Now in Chicago he works with his assistant Mable (Zoey Deutsch), an ambitious ginger-haired young woman from the neighbourhood. She collects exotic snow globes with the idea of someday living in the cities in her glass souvenirs. And she’s dating Richie (Dylan O’Brien) a brash young gangster, on the sly. And that’s trouble. You see, the whole neighbourhood is under the thumb of Richie’s dad, a local kingpin, who is also Leonard’s best customer. He doesn’t want Richie to mess things up. As a favour, he lets them use his shop as a safe house, leaving important messages in an innocuous wooden drop box at the back. But one day, a recorded cassette mysteriously appears in an envelope. Apparently it was recorded by the Feds… but how did it get there? Was it a secret plant in the FBI? A rival gang? Or the Outfit (a syndicate for 
organized crime groups) And how did they record it — is there a rat within their own ranks? Francis (John Flynn) first lieutenant in the gang, is sent in to investigate, soon followed by the kingpin himself, along with his bodyguard. As suspicion grows, and bullets start to fly, it’s up to Leonard to try to smooth the waters… but is he too late? And who is the rat? The kingpin, his son Richie, his lieutenant, or possibly even Mable or Leonard himself?
The Outfit is a clever suspense drama about loyalty, suspicion and lies within a crime gang and how it effects the people all around it. Mark Rylance is terrific as the stiff-upper-lip “cutter” (he doesn’t want to be a called a tailor) and his behind-the-scenes machinations. Like a stage play, the whole film is set within the three rooms of his shop over the course of a single day, but doesn’t feel claustrophobic, just precisely made, like the hundreds of pieces of cloth Leonard sews together to make a single suit. Graham Moore who wrote The Imitation Game also directed this excellent period drama. No spoilers here, but this film has more twists and turns than you can shake a stick at. It’s more clever than emotional, which makes for a fun — though at times violent — mystery/drama. I like this one, too.
The Outfit opens this weekend in Toronto; check your local listings. The Noise of Engines has its Toronto premiere on March 23rd and The Last Mark its Canadian premier on April 1st, both at the Canadian Film Festival.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com
Disturbed or unusual boys and men. Films reviewed: Halloween Kills, Mass, I’m Your Man
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
Spring Film Festival season continues in October, with ImagineNATIVE showing wonderful indigenous films and art from here and around the world beginning next week; and Toronto After Dark, bringing us the best new horror, sci-fi and action movies, now through Sunday.
This week I’m looking at three new movies — a slasher horror, a serious drama, and a romantic comedy — about disturbed or unusual boys and men.
There’s a dangerous man with a knife and a mask; two sets of parents mourning the death of their boys; and a woman whose perfect date isn’t exactly human.
Halloween Kills
Dir: David Gordon Green
It’s 2018 in Haddonfield, Illinois. This town is notorious for a series of murders beginning in the late 1970s, by Michael Myers, a mysterious man in a white mask. Michael has brutally killed countless people using a sharp knife on Halloween. Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis) was a babysitter who survived this attack and the many others that followed. When he reappeared at this year’s Halloween, 40 years later, Laurie was not that surprised. Together with her daughter Karen (Judy Greer) and grand-daughter Allyson (Andi Matichek) they managed to finally defeated this monster by leaving him trapped in a burning house. Or have they? You see, Michael is virtually indestructible, with the mind of a disturbed six-year-old boy combined with the strength of a supernaturally strong man. Turns out — surprise, surprise, surprise, — Michael is not dead. He’s back and ready to kill more people. So three groups set out to stop him: a posse of costumed competitors at a talent show at a local dive bar; a frenzied mob of vigilantes shouting Trump-like slogans; and Laurie Strode’s own crew. But can anyone defeat Michael Myers?
Halloween Kills is a classic, almost nostalgic, reboot of the 1970s slasher.
This one takes up immediately after the 2018 version ends. But unlike that darkly humorous take, this one is more of a campy bloodbath filled with non-stop gruesome violence. It also includes flashbacks to the 70s, introducing a group of characters from that night and where they are now, 40 years later. There’s not much of a plot, per se, more just scene after scene of people being murdered by Michael. Which is not to say I didn’t like it. The music (by John Carpenter) the camerawork, the design and art direction, the whole feel of it provides a wonderful counterpoint to the disgusting blood and guts. Halloween Kills is a delightfully pointless salute to the original 70s slasher.
Mass
Wri/Dir: Fran Kranz
An Episcopal church in a small town is preparing for a meeting. It’s not the usual choir practice or AA meetings. This one is different. Four people — two middle-aged married couples — have never met face to face but know a great deal about each other. Their sons went to school together. Gail and Jay (Martha Plimpton, Jason Isaacs) are filled with dread, and seething with anger. They almost can’t bear to enter the building. Linda and Richard (Ann Dowd, Reed Birney) are desperately trying to make a connection and to mend — not burn — the bridges that bind these two couples. What is it that ties them together? Linda and Richard’s son gunned down a dozen people in his school, including Gail and Jay’s boy, before turning the gun on himself.
Gail and Jay’s lives are ruined and they are still trying to recover from the massacre. But Linda and Richard’s lives are even worse. They can’t publicly mourn the loss of their only child, and are bombarded by hate mail. They are filled with guilt and remorse — is what their son did their fault? Were they bad parents? Did they pay too much attention, or not enough? Through an open and unmoderated discussion, including the showing of photos and telling of stories, the two couples are there to better understand the feelings of the others, and ultimately, to look for 
forgiveness. But will they find it at a small table in a spartan church room?
Mass is a highly emotional look at four fragile adults. It’s basically a long, slow-paced conversation, especially between the two mothers. The acting is great, and the topic is supercharged. You have to be in the right frame of mind to appreciate Mass. I found it a bit hard to watch, with zero eye candy or external flashbacks, basically nothing to look at other than their faces. it’s visually dead, except for the raw emotions expressed by the four characters… but if you stick with it, you’ll find the most emotional moments are cleverly inserted, almost incidentally, near the end.
I’m Your Man
Co-Wri/Dir: Maria Schrader
Alma (Maren Eggert) is a single woman, a noted academic at a famous Berlin museum. She specializes in Sumerian cuneiform tablets. She also spends one day a week with her angry father who is suffering from dementia. Her life, and career, are satisfying but uneventful. Until she becomes a reluctant participant in an unusual experiment: to spend three weeks living with and observing, a perfect lover. This man, they say, is handsome, smart and courteous, there to address and satisfy all her wants and needs. But who is this mysterious date? It’s Tom (Dan Stevens). Tom’s hair teeth and body, are always perfect. He never gets angry, and speaks with an oddly alluring foreign accent. And he goes out of his way to make her life more romantic, dropping rose petals in her bubble bath by the light of flickering candles. He likes to dance the Rumba, And he is highly skilled in bed, precisely trained on how to give a woman the ultimate orgasm. But Alma recoils from him, refuses to sleep with him, and treats him like dirt. She gives him a small cot to sleep on in a windowless storage room.
What’s Alma’s problem?
Tom is a robot. And one designed especially for her. But while 82% of German women in her age bracket say they desire candles and rose petals, Alma is not one of them. She hates that stuff. And she feels put upon by this machine. Where is his sense of humour? Where is his spontaneity? Where is his humanity? But the thing is, Tom is not just a machine, he has artificial intelligence. He can learn, adapt and change… as long as she lets him into her life. Can the two of them ever understand 
each other? Will their relationship become sexual? And is love possible between humans and machines?
I’m Your Man is a surprisingly romantic story, wonderfully told. It explores concepts of love, reality and what people really look for in a relationship. It’s funny, quirky, tender and surprisingly easy to believe, despite the science-fiction premise. While there are some special effects, most of the stranger stuff is handled by the actors themselves. I’m Your Man uses a simple idea to explore unexpected places.
This movie really grabbed me — I liked it a lot.
Halloween Kills, Mass, and I’m Your Man all open this weekend in Toronto; check your local listings.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Saturday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com
Far from home. Movies reviewed: Greed, Wendy, Blame Game
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
It’s International Women’s Day, and you can see films directed by Women all weekend long at FEFF, the Female Eye Film Festival at the TIFF Bell Lightbox.
This week I’m looking at three new movies – one from England, one from Germany, one from the United States — about people who willingly travel far from home. There’s a German agent meddling in Central Asia, little kids running rampant on a volcanic paradise, and a filthy-rich tycoon planning a birthday party in a coliseum he’s building on a Greek island.
Greed
Dir: Michael Winterbottom
Sir Richard McCreadie (Steve Coogan) is a vulture capitalist and a tycoon in the rag trade. His M.O. is to take over successful clothing stores, selling all its real estate, moving factories to Sri Lanka and hiding all the profits in a European tax haven. McCready is filthy rich — Fleet Street calls him McGreedy – catering to the endless demand for ready-made, disposable 
fashion. He’s also insufferable. His pearly whites look factory- made and his tan is as fake as Donald Trump’s.
For his 60th birthday he plans a mammoth celebration on a Greek island, complete with a newly-built colliseum, gladiators, and a lion. He also wants to rescue his reputation and his brand from scandal. But things aren’t going the way they’re supposed to. Members of his family and his ex-wife keep getting into trouble. There’s a reality show being shot 
there, Syrian refugees living on the public beach “spoil his view”, and his various servants and employees find him impossible to work with. But when he foces his employees to dress as Roman slaves, the tide turns.
Can money buy happiness? Or are the peasants revolting?
Greed is a political satire about the immense wealth and greed of the richest few, and the suffering of everyone else. It’s a complex story chronicled by his official biographer’s eyes (David Mitchell). It jumps back and forth from his days at an elite boarding school, his rise to fame, and the people he trampled on on the way to the top. It also includes scenes in his Sri Lankan factory, with allusions to the the horrors of similar places in Bangladesh. I will see anything directed by 
Winterbottam and anything starring Steve Coogan, so I had great expectations. Which also meant I automatically enjoyed this movie. But I was mildly disappointed that it wasn’t as funny nor as outrageous as I’d hoped. They could have done so much more — it felt almost like Coogan and Winterbottom were holding back.
Greed is a fun movie but not a great one.
Wendy
Dir: Benh Zeitlin
Wendy (Devin France) lives above a whistle-stop diner in Louisiana, with her mom and her twin brothers . It’s always Egg O’Clock at the Darling’s restaurant. Wendy draws pictures while Dougo and James (Gage and Gavin Naquin) do elaborate dances and poses by the jukebox. Kids have hope while the Olds are all miserable. Who would want to grow up? So the three of them jump aboard a freight train for a chugga-chugga, choo-choo, down by the bayous.
Their tour guide is a mischevious boy named Peter Pan (Yeshua Mack), who takes them to a secret island inhabited only by kids known as the Lost Boys. There’s a volcano, steep 
cliffs, spouting geysers, and hidden caves — a great place for exploring, playing, and having a kickass good time. It’s a place where you never have to grow up. They are ruled by an ancient deity, deep in the ocean, called Mother. As long as they believe in her nothing bad can happen. But when Doug disappears his twin loses faith… and 
as soon as you lose faith, you start to age, and are forced join the old codgers on the other side of the island. Things in Never Neverland might not be the paradise she expected. Does Wendy have faith in the ocean mother? Can she find her twin brothers and take them home? Or is she stranded forever on this island?
Wendy is a new spin on the classic Peter Pan story told 
through Wendy’s eyes, and transferred from Victorian London to the Gulf Coast with a multiracial cast. It uses experimental, handheld camera work and first-time actors to give the film spontaneity and authenticity. Problem is the movie isn’t fun. The characters don’t seem that interested in where they are, and the storytelling is too slow. But the biggest problem is the musical score: it’s orchestral and lush and traditional but totally at odds with the film’s experimental look.
It just doesn’t work.
Blame Game (Das Ende der Wahrheit)
Wri/Dir: Philipp Leinemann
Martin Behrins (Ronald Zehrfeld) is a spy. He poses as a translator for the German refugee board, and uses his position to recruit assets from the middle east and central asia by blackmailing them into compliance. In the fight against terrorism’ he arranges for the assassination of an anti-western figure. Martin is divorced — his ex wife and son couldn’t handle the constant threat of death and danger. So he spends his off hours at a beautiful lakeside cottage with 
his girlfriend Aurice (Antje Traue). She’s an investigative journalist focussing on government corruption. They’re at odds but agree to keep their work separate from their home lives. But when she uncovers a story about the assassination that Martin planned, things go south. The “simple” drone killing turns out be not simple at all. And then a terror attack kills someone Martin knows very well.
A new bureaucrat named Lemke (Alexander Fehling) – a pencil pusher from another department – is brought in to take over. He knows nothing about the world of espionage, but he lords his authority over Martin. Martin, meanwhile is trying to figure out what’s really going on. Is there a private corporation involved? Was this all a set up with him as the patsy? Who is corrupt and who can be trusted?
Blame Game is a fascinating look at international espionage, the “war on Terror”, the international politics, shady arms deals and the CIA. It has a juicy conspiracy at its core, and enough twists and turns to the plot to keep you guessing. While I found the camerawork and editing pedestrian, the acting and the gripping suspenseful story more than made up for it. If you’re into German film you’ll recognize Zehrfeld from Phoenix and Babylon Berlin, with Traue and Fehling also everywhere. Blame Game is a great political thriller reminiscent of Three Days of the Condor, Homeland, or 24. And the upcoming screening will be its North American debut. I liked this spy thriller a lot.
Wendy and Greed both open today in Toronto; check your local listings. Blame Game is playing on March 17 at the TIFF Bell Lightbox as part of a Goethe Film series called The End of Truth.
This is Daniel Garber at the Movies, each Friday morning, on CIUT 89.5 FM and on my website, culturalmining.com.
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