Daniel Garber talks with Min Sook Lee about There are No Words at TIFF
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
Photos by Jeff Harris.
It’s the 1970s, and the Lee family — Dad, Mom and three daughters — are experiencing the typical immigrant life in Toronto. A brash dad and a soft-spoken mom spend all their time in the family convenience store so the girls can study for school in their high-rise apartment tower. But everything
changes when, seemingly out of nowhere, their mom dies by suicide, leaving only a few photos and silent memories. Now, decades later, one of those sisters has made a documentary about their hidden past… but there are no words to describe the shocking family history and generational trauma she unveils.
The film’s called There are no Words, and is written and directed by multiple award-winning Toronto-based documentary filmmaker Min Sook Lee. She is known for her moving documentaries that bring crucial global political issues down to a personal scale, as in
her doc Migrant Dreams in 2016, the last time I spoke with her on this show.
Incorporating period news footage and photos with new interviews with her family’s relatives and friends in Canada and Korea, as well as a shocking and revelatory talk with her father, There are No Words is a highly personal heart-wrenching look at the filmmaker’s own hidden family history.
I spoke with Min Sook Lee via Zoom.
There are No Words had its world premiere at TIFF, played at ReelAsian and will be released theatrically.
Unusual road movies. Films reviewed: Nirvanna, the Band, the Show, the Movie; The Long Walk, Sirât PLUS #TIFF50!
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
If you’re in Toronto this weekend, get your collective ass down to “Festival Street” — King st, from University to
Spadina — to celebrate TIFF’s 50th anniversary. Even if you can’t afford the tickets, they’re tons to see and do. They’re giving away loads of free stuff, like Italian beer, cold brew coffee, Korean noodles… and even free mouthwash. Why
mouthwash? Why any of this… they’re promotions. But they’re all free! Free outdoor movies, too, each night in David Pecaut Square. And if you’re into celebs, you might see stars like Scarlet Johansen, Mia Goth, Keanu Reeves and
Jodie Foster, just a few expected to show up.
This week I’m looking at three new road movies, two opening at TIFF. There are European ravers driving through the Sahara desert, 50 boys in a dystopian America on a walkathon for their lives, and two Toronto musicians time-travelling on Queen St West in a magic bus.
Nirvanna, the Band, the Show, the Movie
Co-Wri/Dir: Matt Johnson
It’s about 17 years ago in downtown Toronto. Aspiring musicians Matt Johnson and Jay McCarrol (played by themselves) are composing music and planning elaborate schemes to get invited to play on the stage at the Rivoli on Queen St West But so far no luck. The band is called “Nirvanna”, with an extra N; but they sound more broadway than grunge. They live in a Toronto row house with a trailer home parked behind. Fast forward a few decades and Matt and Jay are still trying to get booked at the Rivoli for the first time. Matt’s latest scheme? To jump off the top of the CN Tower with parachutes and land inside the Skydome in the middle of a Blue Jays game. That should get enough attention to get their band booked, right? But as Matt’s ridiculous schemes get ever more outlandish and dangerous, Jay becomes increasingly frustrated. And when they somehow manage to travel back in time, a la Back to the Future, thus changing history, it messes up everything and their band might cease to exist. Can the two of them get back together in time to save the band… and their own lives?
Nirvanna… is an uproariously funny pseudo-documentary, done in the manner of Borat, but more gently Canadian. I absolutely love Matt Johnson (The Dirties, Blackberry), with his cringey sense of humour, always lightly dipped in horror and disaster. I’m not familiar with Jay McCarrol, but he’s an excellent musician and a perfect foil for Johnson’s grandstanding ineptitude. The
time travel is accomplished because they’ve been filming the series for about 20 years. As for the special effects, I’m still not sure if they actually jumped off the CN tower… but it sure looks like they did. Breaking news: I literally just spoke with the filmmakers: Matt says it’s all real, Jay says it’s all fake. Either way, Nirvanna now stands beside Scott Pilgrim as the most Toronto-y movie of the century.
The Long Walk
Dir: Francis Lawrence (The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes)
It’s the corn belt in a dystopian, future United States. The country is a military dictatorship and the people live in poverty. Fifty young men, one from each state, have signed up for an annual race. The winner gets a huge cash prize as well as any dream he wishes to fulfil. His triumph will add a sense of hope and pride to the country’s citizens — or so the contest’s organizer, The Major barks at the boys (played by an unrecognizable Mark Hamill).
One competitor, Ray (Cooper Hoffman: Licorice Pizza) introduces himself to other players, and quickly makes friends with Pete (David Jonsson). They soon added Art Baker from Louisiana (Tut Nyuot) who wants to win the money, and Hank Olsen (Ben Wang) a nerdy-looking guy with a wisecracking, urban accent. They call themselves the four musketeers, and vow to look out for each other. Some of the racers keep to themselves. Barkovitch, (Charlie Plummer: Lean on Pete, The Return) a rabble rousing misanthrope hurls discouraging insults at his competitors. Collie (Joshua Odjick) is an indigenous man who walks to the beat of a different drum. And an ultra-fit athlete (Garrett Wareing) is so sure of his own victory he doesn’t even grace anyone with a response. The problem is, there can only be one winner. And the 49 losers? They will all be dead. You see, it’s a race to the death, and anyone who lags behind the requisite three miles an hour is summarily murdered by soldiers in tanks rolling beside the walkers. If anyone lags in their walk three times — including drinking, tying your shoes or even sleeping — they die. Who will survive this gruelling competition?
The Long Walk is a dark dystopian road movie movie about
male bonding, friendship and resistance to an autocratic state. It’s shot in a rustic, sepia tones in marked contrast to its horror theme. It’s based on a story by Stephen King, and directed by Francis Lawrence who brought us the Hunger Games movies. While it doesn’t hold back on violent blood, guts, and despair, at least it keeps alive some feeling of hope throughout. The Long Walk is totally watchable, the acting is great and I like the characters. But — maybe because of the story’s inevitability — it never really grabbed me. This could have been a deeply moving weeper, but instead it’s just a gruesome race, with a wee bit of political consciousness.
Sirât
Dir: Oliver Laxe
It’s a red sandstone skyline somewhere in Northwest Africa. A huge wall of speakers is spewing heavy drum and bass rhythms out of a wall of speakers, with hundreds of semi-nude dancers moving in a throbbing crowd. It’s a European rave attracting people who look like they’ve been moving to the music since the 1990s. Totally out of place are a middle aged Spanish man named Luis (Sergi López) and his young son Esteban (Bruno Núñez Arjona). They’re handing tiny leaflets to everyone they see, about their missing daughter/sister. She’s also a raver but hasn’t been seen in years. Suddenly the music stops, soldiers march in and one if them starts shouting through a megaphone: the area must be evacuated immediately, with all Europeans following the military back to safety. With much grumbling, the dancers pile into makeshift schoolbuses move out of the area… until suddenly two vehicles — an ATV and a military transport truck — veer off track and head in the opposite direction. They’re going south toward a legendary rave near Mauritania. In a split-second decision, Luis and Esteban decide to follow
them in their urban SUV, of their best chance of finding the missing girl. The crusty ravers don’t want them to follow but agree to let them tag along.
And a ragtag bunch they are, with weathered features, pierces and tattoos, peg-legs and missing limbs. They speak French, Spanish and English.But they also have a wicked sense of humour, and an overriding communal spirit. What no-one seems to realize is they’re driving headfirst into the impossible terrain of the western Sahara desert in the middle of a revolutionary war.
Sirat is a fantastic, nihilistic road movie, that combines elements of Mad Max, Nomadland and Waiting for Godot. It takes you on the twists and turns of disaster, keeping you on your toes all the way. I’m not revealing any more of the plot, but suffice it to say it thumbs its nose at traditional Hollywood narratives. The acting seems very close to documentary style, and apart from López as Luis, all the cast seems to be non-actors playing themselves. (They are called by their real names.)
If you can stand the shock, you must see Sirat.
Sirat and Nirvanna, the Band, the Show, the Movie are both premiering at TIFF right now; and The Long Walk opens across Canada on Sept 12.
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 Peter Mettler about While the Green Grass Grows: A Cinematic Diary in Seven Parts
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Part 2
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
Media pundits say outlets like Tiktok and Instagram have distilled ideas into their purest and shortest form: a thirty second clip best viewed on a smartphone. This, they say, is our future. But not everything is shrinking. Some films are growing, lengthening and expanding. Would you believe I just saw a seven-and-a-half hour movie… and loved it?
It’s a film diary whose seven chapters are shown in two parts. This philosophical travelogue and life-record follows its
filmmaker over half a decade in Canada, New Mexico, Cuba and Switzerland. It deals with images of animals and caves, rivers and waterfalls, alongside a personal examination of life and death, and the past and the future.
The film’s called While the Green Grass Grows and is written, directed and photographed by award-winning Swiss-Canadian filmmaker Peter Mettler. Peter’s retrospectives — featuring Gambling Gods and LSD, and Picture of Light — have been shown at the Lincoln Center, the Jeu de Paume, and Cinémathèque Suisse, while his cinematography can be seen in movies like Robert Lepage’s Tectonic Plates and Jennifer Baichwal’s Manufactured Landscapes. With a distinct cinematic style that lies somewhere between experimental film and documentary, Peter explores both the physical world and the ideas we carry within our minds.
While the Green Grass Grows: A Diary in Seven Parts will have its world premiere at #TIFF50.
I spoke with Peter Mettler in Toronto, via ZOOM.
Hot and cool. Films reviewed: Ne Zha 2, Honey Don’t! PLUS Canadian films at #TIFF50
Hi, this is Daniel Garber at the Movies for culturalmining.com and CIUT 89.5 FM.
This week, I’m talking about two more hot summer movies, one from China and one from the US. There’s a red-hot demon who wants to live forever, and a cool, hard-boiled detective who faces death on a daily basis.
But first a look at Canadian movies premiering at TIFF’s 50th anniversary.
TIFF Canada
This year, TIFF has programmed dozens of Canadian movies — far two many to mention, but here’s a brief survey of some films worth notice.
First some documentaries:
In Modern Whore director Nicole Bazuin and subject Andrea Werhun (she was featured in Paying for It: Interview last year) challenge misconceptions about sex work and sex workers. Ni-naadamaadiz: Red Power Rising by Shane Belcourt (Red Rover: review) with Tanya Talaga is about an indigenous youth-led, 90 day armed occupation in Kenora, Ontario, back in 1974. And Min-Sook Lee’s (Migrant Dreams: interview) deeply personal film There Are No Words looks at her own mother’s suicide when she was still a child.
How about some dramas? First, two Canadian films set nowhere in particular:
There’s Honey Bunch, by Madeleine Sims-Fewer, Dusty Mancinelli, a psychological thriller about a couple in an isolated rehab centre; and Clement Virgo’s (Brother: Review; The Book of Negroes: Interview) Steal Away, the story of two princesses… of a sort.
From Atlantic Canada comes Sk+te’kmujue’katik (At the Place of Ghosts) Bretten Hannam’s (Wildwood: Interview) eerie thriller about two Mi’kmaw brothers confronting their past; And Andy Hines’ Little Lorraine, a crime thriller about drug-smugglers in a Cape Breton mining town.
Two Quebec movies look really promising. Philippe Felardeau’s (Monsieur Lazhar: Review) Lovely Day is a comedy drama about the events leading up to a wedding; and Mathieu Denis’ (Corbo: review) The Cost of Heaven, a shocking true-crime family drama that took actually place in Montreal in 2012.
I’m really looking forward to seeing what two young Toronto directors are up to next. Chandler Levack’s (I like Movies: Interview) Mile End Kicks is a romantic comedy about a music critic who moves to Montreal to get her life in order. While Matt Johnson’s (Blackberry: Review) Nirvanna the Band the Show the Movie is a comedy apparently about a failed cover band in Toronto want to play at the Rivoli.
Blood Lines is Gail Maurice’s (Rosie: Interview) singular, same-sex Metis love story from the Prairies. And Tasha Hubbard’s (Nîpawistamâsowin: We Will Stand Up: Interview) Meadowlarks is a real-life drama about four indigenous siblings separated by the Sixties Scoop getting back together again in Banff, Alberta for the first time in 50 years.
And, finally, from the North comes Oscar-winner Zacharias Kunuk’s (Maliglutit: review) The Wrong Husband, an Inuit historical drama / folktale set 4,000 year in the past.
That’s just a sample of some of the Canadian films premiering at TIFF.
Ne Zha 2
Wri/Dir: Jiaozi
It’s hundreds of years ago in China, when demons and gods still roam the earth. Two supernatural beings, the fiery and impetuous Ne Zha and the calm and focused Ao Bing, once rivals, now find themselves in the same situation.They are both bodyless, floating around like ghosts. If they don’t get their bodies back soon, they will cease to exist. Once they’re reborn, if they pass three tests, they can drink the potion of immortality. Fortunately, a magical cure involving a giant lotus blossom drenched with semen-like fluid, can bring them back to life. Unfortunately, it works for Ne Zha but not for Ao Bing. And Ne Zha needs Ao Bing’s steady hand to pass the trials. So they come to a compromise: Ao Bing’s spirit will share Ne Zha’s body and they’ll try to work together. But can they pass the tests, resist the four dragons, cooperate with the old man of the south in his floating jade castle, stay out of the cauldron of fire, and fight off the thousands of evil demons who may try to eat them?
Ne Zha 2 is an animated kids’ movie straight out of China, about a rambunctious little red devil with pointy teeth, a wide mouth and fierce eyes. It’s a sequel, and is immensely popular in East Asia, even more so than the original. Ne Zha 2 has only played in IMAX in China but has already cleared 2 billion
dollars. There’s tons of Chinese cultural and folklore and historical stuff you probably won’t understand, but I think kids will get it. Lots of jokes little kids will laugh at, about farts, piss, and vomit. There are dozens of characters voiced in English by stars like Michelle Yeoh. The animation is usually great, but there are scenes where the background doesn’t match the characters, which is off-putting. And it’s 2 1/2 hours long, which is a big chunk of your time. So if you curious about what the most popular animated film ever looks like, now’s your chance.
Honey Don’t!
Dir: Ethan Coen
It’s a hot summer’s day in Bakersfield, California; so hot you could fry an egg on the trunk of a car. But you wouldn’t want to do it on this one: it’s upside down in the desert, the wheels still spinning, a woman dead inside. An accident? Or murder? Honey O’Donohue, PI (Margaret Qualley) is there to investigate. And so is a police detective named Marty (Charlie Day) who practically drools whenever Honey is around. To his eyes, she’s a tall glass of water — and he wants a sip! — but he’s barking up the wrong tree: Honey only sleeps with women… and usually one night stands. And she’s not just a pretty face, she’s sharp, with a dry wit, a hard drinker who can deck any gunman without breaking a nail. She’s at the crime scene because the dead woman is her client — she hired Honey because she felt she was in danger. Turns out she was right, and dead bodies are piling up for unknown reasons. And all roads lead to a deeply corrupt and lascivious preacher named Drew Devlin (Chris Evans) who clearly has the devil in him. He has wanton sex with parishioners and a
side hustle selling drugs for the French Mob. So Honey enlists a rough-looking gumshoe named MG (Aubrey Plaza) to help her catch the bad guys, and find her missing niece. They end up in bed together, repeatedly. Is this love? Or just lust? And will Honey ever find out who’s behind the crime wave?
Honey Don’t! is a very light and fun detective story, loaded with sex and violence, that spoofs old fashioned film noir movies. It quotes generously from Russ Myers’ films like Faster Pussycat, Kill! Kill!, and other cult classics. It’s the work of Ethan Coen — one of the two Coen Brothers — and his partner Tricia Cooke. This is number two of a planned trilogy of Lesbian B-Movies (Cooke is bisexual). Admittedly, I walked out of this movie scratching my head — it’s highly entertaining, but very superficial and doesn’t neatly tie up all the loose ends. But you know what? After a day thinking about it, I kinda like the way it doesn’t completely finish… it feels like the pilot episode of a TV detective series. Margaret Qualley is terrific, and Aubrey Plaza looks and acts totally different from any of her recent roles. So if you’re yearning for 90 minutes of forgettable sex, violence and over-the-top characters, I think you’ll like Honey, Don’t.
I did.
Honey Don’t and Ne Zha 2 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.
Laura Poitras, has made two crucial docs so far: Citizen 5 about whistleblower Edward Snowden and
Guillermo del Toro — who splits his time between Toronto and Mexico City — is a specialist in gothic horror, (
You may not have heard of Christian Petzold, but he’s one of the most creative and distinctive German directors around. (
Hungarian filmmaker László Nemes who won an Oscar for his harrowing Son of Saul, and whom I
Raoul Peck is the Haitian filmmaker known for his powerful, political documentaries, like
I first encountered Annemarie Jacir’s film
Steven Soderbergh churns out several new movies each year — some great, some terrible. But I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt on his newest one about art fraud, The Christophers — starring Ian McKellen and James Corden —
Director Claire Denis who grew as a white French woman in colonial West Africa has made so many great movies (White Material, Beau Travaille) that I’ll watch anything she produces. Her latest The Fence is in English, and stars Matt Dillon, Mia 
works as a waitress at the local diner and raises chickens for eggs on the side. They keep their relationship casual and hush-hush.
Sweet Angel Baby is a moving drama about secrets, sex, frustration
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corruption and organized crime; they use the theme park to launder money and smuggle guns and drugs. The local Sheriff (Colin Hanks) is a bad hombre, and on top of the heap is a sadistic gangster kingpin (or queenpin?) named Lendina (played by the much-missed Sharon Stone). She’s as bloodthirsty as she is cruel, and takes notice when an unknown tourist starts interfering with her profit-making.
guns and hand grenades… all set against an aging, seedy amusement park (filmed near Winnipeg!).
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