Movie Review

  • John Wick: Chapter 3 – Parabellum (2019)

    John Wick: Chapter 3 – Parabellum (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Amazon Streaming, December 2020) Every new John Wick instalment is bigger, slicker, longer and more expressionistic – at least from an action/visual standpoint, albeit not so much from a narrative one. In John Wick 3: Parabellum, we pick up where the second left off – with the entire world of assassins gunning for Wick after he’s been declared excommunicado. This, of course, ends up being a license for John Wick to kill more people, starting with a book and then moving on to other weaponry, improvised or otherwise. True to form for stuntman-turned-director Chad Stahelski, the action is meticulously choreographed, set in visually distinct environments, employing dozens of small gags to make sure it doesn’t all blur into undistinguishable “and then they fight” sequences. Surprisingly colourful for an action film, Paralleum also throws in several directorial flourishes (the extended long shots being only the most obvious) for a result that feels far more deliberate (and maximal-effort) than countless other similar assassin-versus-assassin films. The set design is also exceptional – and it’s very satisfying to see a humble Commodore computer used at the Suicide-Girl switchboard. Where the film doesn’t do as well, alas, is at the script level. Sure, it’s not bad – the dialogue is polished, the narrative moves its pieces with style, and the actors get some great characterization to play with. But at the overarching narrative level, John Wick 3 ends in more or less the same place as it began, the canvas betting bigger but not the composition within. It’s still loads of fun – there isn’t a better action series going around outside of The Fast and the Furious—but let’s hope that the inevitable John Wick 4 gets some degree of evolution or closure.

  • Knives Out (2019)

    Knives Out (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Amazon Streaming, December 2020) What a complete delight. The murder mystery is an enduring form of cinema – you can watch some 1930s classics with equal delight today, but the subgenre has not always been as popular over the years. But with Knives Out, we’ve got a brand new great one, with all the classic tropes: a gothic setting, a large cast of suspects, a savvy detective, snappy dialogue and a final round-up of suspects leading tot the climax. It’s everything we want from such a film, and even a bit more with some light interweaving of socially conscious themes. Writer-director Rian Johnson knocks one out of the park here – bringing the promise of greatness he’s had since Brick, but weaving in everything he’s learned about directing since then. Johnson has always been clever, but until now, he had struggled to transform this cleverness into audience-pleasing filmmaking. Here the film is subversive and experimental with plot structures, but remains playful and entertaining until the end. Daniel Craig anchors the cast as great new detective Benoit Leblanc, with a hypnotizing southern accent and a demeanour that fits with the rest of the ensemble cast without getting drowned in it. Ana de Armas also has a good turn – she’s been an interesting presence for a few years, but this specific role asks more of her and she delivers. Knives Out is all quite wonderful and fun – while I’m not one to encourage imitation, when it comes to murder mysteries, I’m willing to make an exception: Go wild and start a trend, Hollywood.

  • On Dangerous Ground (1951)

    On Dangerous Ground (1951)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On Cable TV, December 2020) Film nor takes a trip to the country for crime and romance in director Nicholas Ray’s On Dangerous Ground. Robert Ryan stars as a burnt out suspect-punching New York City cop who, in the film’s opening segment, gets reprimanded by being sent upstate to cool off and help an ongoing murder investigation. The second portion of the film is a contrast in more ways than one, as the rainy nighttime visuals are replaced by the serene beauty of snowy farmlands and our policeman anti-hero gets to interact with people who aren’t necessarily the scum of the Earth. This is where he meets a beautiful blind woman (the ever-striking Ida Lupino), for whom he falls despite her brother being his prime suspect. It all escalates into a climax that’s both predictable and satisfying within the confines of the film’s sense of right and wrong – romance gradually creeping up on the criminal arc and acting as the true resolution of the film. It’s quite an unusual blend despite its familiarity – noir in the snow and eventually replaced by romantic redemption. But that’s the magic of Ray as a director – make us believe in dubious material, and somehow wrapping it up in a coherent package.

  • Just Mercy (2019)

    Just Mercy (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On Cable TV, December 2020) I don’t feel like criticizing Just Mercy, because this film pretty much says what I think – the death penalty is an abomination, county justice is perverted by racism and it takes strong people to fight against injustice while knowing that it’s a never-ending struggle. What’s more, the film can boast of some serous acting talent – Michael B. Jordan as the crusading attorney working to prove the innocence of inmates condemned to the death penalty; Jamie Foxx as a death-row convict who becomes the focus of the film; Brie Larson looking nice in curly hair but saddled with a small role. It’s clearly part of a long tradition of anti-death-penalty films, albeit more focused than most through the specific lens of Black America. Destin Daniel Cretton executes the film with professionalism –if not succinctness at 137 minutes. It’s hard to be against virtue. But where I’m not so taken with Just Mercy is the feeling that we’ve seen all of this before, that it’s very much a prestige project designed to buff the portfolio of everyone involved; and that we’re likely to see endless permutations of this until, in some distant future, the United States joins civilized nations in abolishing the death penalty. It’s an intensely familiar film, playing along conventional plot beats and reassuring audiences that justice can be attained. Being adapted from a true story and presenting itself as a drama means no shocking last-minute revelation, for instance, and that level of comfort in knowing where this is all going certainly counts in favour of the film for general audiences. Alas, Just Mercy also feels like the kind of inspirational drama that satisfies audiences… and is forgotten within weeks of seeing it.

  • Always Be My Maybe (2019)

    Always Be My Maybe (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Netflix Streaming, December 2020) Let’s be thankful to Netflix for keeping the flame of romantic comedies lit – and carrying it just a little bit further. Ali Wong and Randall Park both write, produce and star in Always Be My Maybe, a charming romantic comedy that not only tells the story of two lifelong friends reunited for romance, but layers in added dimensions of social commentary and pop-culture humour. The rom-com framing is strong enough, with a newly single restaurateur (Wong) temporarily moving back to her home city of San Francisco and accidentally reuniting with a teenage friend/fling (Park). Will they pick things right back up? Well, first we have to deal with a romantic rival played by… Keanu Reeves, as a warped version of Keanu Reeves – quite a casting coup, and good for two scenes of almost-surreal comedy. The rest of the film gets back to more familiar stomping grounds, with matters of ethnicity, community, friendship and personal growth jockeying for time on the way to a deservedly happy finale. It’s all directed in straightforward but effective fashion by Nahnatchka Khan, who doesn’t reinvent the genre but gives it a very satisfying spin. Always Be My Maybe is the kind of mid-budget film that got lost in the major studios’ quest for billion-dollar blockbusters, and for all of Netflix’s faults, it’s nice of them to spare a few bills for that kind of project.

  • In the Tall Grass (2019)

    In the Tall Grass (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Netflix Streaming, December 2020) In horror, hooking an audience is easy – but getting them to an appropriate conclusion is the hard part. In the Tall Grass, based on a novella by Stephen King and his son Joe Hill, at least gets the first part right, as a brother and sister hear cries for help from a tall field of grass and head in… only to find themselves unable to get out. From that point on, the film becomes far less successful: strange and disturbing elements accumulate, but when it comes time to wrap it all up, the film can’t quite make sense of everything it has smashed together. It certainly looks great – director Vincenzo Natali has enough experience to be able to make us believe in a sinister field of grass trapping its victims. But it’s on a narrative level that In the Tall Grass is either incoherent or facile. Considering that the film messes with unreliable geography and time travel and hallucinations, you’d be forgiven for thinking that nothing in this film makes sense longer than the images it features. What could have been a clean, solid plotline ends up overcomplicated beyond belief to no clear purpose. By the time some characters do make it out of the grass field, we’re just happy it’s over.

  • Blood and Wine (1996)

    Blood and Wine (1996)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Netflix Streaming, December 2020) I don’t think that Blood and Wine is all that good, but the rather amazing cast bolsters a nicely effective neo-noir plot and leaves enough of a good impression to make it worthwhile. Any movie that pairs up Jack Nicholson with Michael Caine as would-be jewel thieves, then adds Stephen Dorff and a splendid Jennifer Lopez as a younger couple (plus Judy Davis and Harold Perrineau Jr. to round things up) definitely gets some attention. Once you start weaving a twisty plot of thievery, betrayal and revenge, however, things get far more interesting. The sultry atmosphere of Southern Florida polishes things to a warm entertaining finish. Plot-driven without neglecting characters, Blood and Wine proceeds without mercy throughout its own fatalistic hit list: As a film noir from the 1990s, it can be less than subtle at times, but still worth a look for pure entertainment.

  • Keepers of the Magic (2016)

    Keepers of the Magic (2016)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On TV, December 2020) An explicit interest in cinematography is often how you can distinguish moviegoers from cinephiles – understanding how the images of cinema come to be created is a bold leap in the technical aspect of filmmaking, and unlocking the secret language of cinema – beyond script, beyond acting, even beyond directing – is often about how visuals affect our emotional reaction to the content of a film. In Keepers of the Magic, we get a good evocative look at some of the best cinematographers in the business as of 2016, and highlights of previous decades. It’s an introductory film (it’s hard to be that technical in 90 minutes) and it relies on interviews and anecdotes more than analysis or historical reporting – but it’s quite a bit of fun for those who are familiar with the films being discussed, and those who want to explore the often crucial but seldom highlighted relationship between directors and cinematographers. Heck, writer-director-cinematographer Vic Sarin’s Keepers of the Magic goes even a little bit further – in a telling anecdote, we’re told how a clever cinematographer can help out actors by providing them with a break and blaming it on resetting equipment. There’s a lot of footage to illustrate the anecdotes, and it almost always looks terrific due to the nature of the topic being discussed. As someone who has, thanks to the pandemic lockdowns, recently watched an unhealthy number of movies, I really enjoyed the result: I can always use reminders that films are more than plot engines, and that there’s a significant effort in showing us things in evocative ways.

  • You Are What You Act (2018)

    You Are What You Act (2018)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On TV, December 2020) A feature-length examination of the old saw “fake it ‘till you make it,” You Are What You Act begins by examining incidents in which actors (actors!) were involved in real high-risk situations and practically became true action heroes at a time when many people would have simply frozen in place. Writer-director Albert Nerenberg uses this as a springboard to an examination of the field of “embodied cognition” – the idea that physical practice, visualization, and role-playing can prepare your body and your mind to be ready for future situations. You Are What You Act’s big crush on Tom Cruise is a bit amusing (seriously – he comes up three or four times during the course of the film), but the point is that Cruise, playing an action hero and often doing his own stunts, is exposing himself to high-risk situations and learning how to react during them. Not that the film stops there – noting the very high prevalence of affairs between on-screen romantic partners, Nerenberg explores whether there are shortcuts to human emotions – if it’s possible to fall in love by telling another that you love them until you both believe it. Midway through the film, there are plenty of ways you can poke holes at its theory – not the least of them being that actors have publicists, but more realistically that acting exercises have been with us for a long time. Almost on cue, that’s when You Are What You Act does become more interesting, by criticizing itself and exploring the history of drama exercises that create rapid emotional intimacy between actors required to fake it until we believe them. It all ends up in a big ball of multidisciplinary ideas thrown in a blender, but hard to dismiss. Nerenberg himself makes for a very likable host, well informed and willing to portray himself as exploring doubts in his own thesis. One tangent I would like to have followed is the idea that expertise stems from repetition driving conscious actions into unconscious reactions – but maybe that’s implicit in the rest of the film. I was, at first, somewhat skeptical about You Are What You Act –Tom Cruise obsession included – but eventually warmed up to the film as it kept re-examining its thesis for flaws or links with other theories. It’s a clever film about a clever topic, and it deserves a look if you have even a passing interest in self-improvement.

  • Man’s Favorite Sport? (1964)

    Man’s Favorite Sport? (1964)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On Cable TV, December 2020) Any movie that claims to be directly inspired by Bringing Up Baby gets a fast-track to my affection, and Man’s Favorite Sport has a much stronger claim than others at that distinction, having been directed by Howard Hawks – who apparently tried to get Cary Grant and Katharine Hepburn to reprise their roles. He obviously wasn’t able to do so, but getting Rock Hudson and Paula Prentiss instead is really not a bad substitute. The story has to do with a fishing expert having never fished (Hudson) and the woman (Prentiss) who discovers his secret on the eve of a major competition. But the plot is really a driver for a neo-screwball comedy featuring Howard’s typical fast pace running roughshod over absurd comic situations. The film can be especially funny to those with some outdoors experience, as much of it is seeing a befuddled Hudson trying his best at becoming an outdoorsman. Prentiss is cute and vivacious enough, while Hudson is perhaps a bit uncomfortable in a zanier comic persona that was asked of him in earlier romantic comedies. (I have a hunch that Hudson was never able to completely surrender his persona to the ridiculousness of the comedy beats.) There’s a sense that the film wasn’t quite able to get the lightning pace of previous Hawks screwball comedies, but it’s not for lack of trying and the result is that Man’s Favourite Sport is merely funny rather than hilarious – which is still a success.

  • Dolemite Is My Name (2019)

    Dolemite Is My Name (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Netflix Streaming, December 2020) So, do we officially have a subgenre of great movies about the making of bad movies, now? We had Ed Wood (about Plan 9 From Outer Space), The Disaster Artist (about The Room) and now Dolemite is my Name, which describes the making of Dolemite. I know; I know – Dolemite was conceived as a comedy and thus doesn’t quite rank as an unintentional disaster. But I watched it right before Dolemite is my Name, and it is a wretched film from a technical standpoint: rough script, amateur filmmaking, terrible audiovisual quality, approximative acting and substantial pacing problems. But what this fictionalized making-of accomplishes is to give us a look behind the scenes – at Rudy Ray Moore trying to find his voice on the comedy circuit, at black creators trying to put together a film appealing to their sensibilities, at a crew of student filmmakers working on their first production with a minuscule budget. Eddie Murphy gets one of his best roles in years as Moore, keeping some of his worst tics in check and playing a character for once. Dolemite is my Name is never as enjoyable as when it shows the amateur filmmakers putting together a movie – especially if you have a fresh memory of the original. It all amounts to a somewhat inspiring finale, although it’s made even better in that Moore surpassed his wildest ambitions in putting together Dolemite – the film may not be very polished or funny to contemporary audiences, but it was a massive hit back in the mid-1970s. For Murphy, too, the film feels like a success equivalent to Dolemite – it was a passion project for him, and it must be gratifying to get the kinds of notices that Dolemite Is My Name earned, seeing how its look at a bad film became a really good one.

  • Dolemite (1975)

    Dolemite (1975)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Tubi Streaming, December 2020) Aaargh. I know that Dolemite is a bit of a cult classic, and I can see where the fuss comes from: The grander-than-life nature of Rudy Ray Moore’s character is hard to resist, and the flowery use of language is the kind of thing I really like in movies. I approve of the filmmakers’ agenda at play here in taking back blaxploitation from the big studios (especially given how much I like blaxploitation already), and I really enjoyed the demented pimp-centric world that the film sets up, bit by bit. But let’s be honest: Dolemite is far too often a chore to get through. The production values are abysmal, the audiovisual quality is terrible, the script is borderline moronic and the moral values promoted here are abominable. You can definitely see it as a comedy, but seeing it as a satire takes substantial presumptions to cut through the amateurish filmmaking to see which point the film was trying to make. I watched Dolemite as prelude to 2019’s fictionalized making-of Dolemite is My Name, and I don’t regret it. But I would have had a much harder time and a much harsher appreciation had I tried watching it on its own, without a much slicker production right afterward to help make sense of it.

    (Second viewing, On Cable TV, April 2022) I don’t often re-visit films, but one of the surest way to get me to do that is create a sense of doubt when comparing my reaction to the film versus everyone else’s: Have I missed anything? Did I simply not catch what there was to catch? In Dolemite’s case, I suspected that my first viewing conditions (low-resolution, bad audio version of the film) were not ideal, and that a best-possible presentation could make it a different experience. I was right, somewhat – As presented on TCM from the best available digital copy of the film, Dolemite does feel different: the production values are terrible but not intolerable, and you get to see details (such as fake fighting blows clearly missing their marks) that reinforce the sometimes non-obvious comedy of the film. (Well, let me qualify that – Dolemite’s comedy is not always distinguishable from earnest low-budget weirdness.) I still think it doesn’t quite achieve what it wants to, and the same self-indulgence that makes the film special (in allowing Rudy Ray Moore’s irrelevant monologues, for instance) are what stops the film from going that extra level. Still, I found the film better a second time around – funnier, more compelling and closer to the consensus opinion about Dolemite. Don’t underestimate the impact of a good presentation!

  • Good Boys (2019)

    Good Boys (2019)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (Netflix Streaming, December 2020) For once, Good Boys’ title isn’t meant to be ironic. Not entirely, anyway: As an affectionate character study of three smart but clumsy young teens trying to look cool, Good Boys may be raucous, crammed with profanity, all-too-quick to turn to raunchy content, but it never loses track of the core goodness of its three protagonists. Finding that Seth Rogen was one of the co-producers of the film is almost a forgone conclusion to the viewer, so closely does the tone of the film seems to adapt Superbad for the slightly younger set. Jacob Tremblay, Keith L. Williams, and Brady Noon star as three sixth graders who find themselves in adventures far above their heads during a hectic day that will have consequences for all three of them. The fast-paced adventure brings together far too many tangents to summarize adequately, but even the breakneck plot never forgets that this is about character-driven comedy. As someone who’s only a few years away from having a sixth-grader, I was not entirely amused at the wall-to-wall profanity, sex jokes and R-rating of a film for that age group, but the gags work more often than not, and the film cleverly doses things to ensure that the offensive front put up by its insecure protagonists never quite obscures their own moral compass. A good compromise would have been to cut half the profanity and see how that went. Still, I didn’t dislike Good Boys as much as I expected to – in fact, I found it amusing and engaging, perhaps one of the best things to come out of the Rogen comedy factory. But then again, I’ve been a good boy sixth-grader at some point.

  • Witness to Murder (1954)

    Witness to Murder (1954)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On Cable TV, December 2020) I count at least four excellent reasons to watch Witness to Murder. For one thing, it has a really good late-period film noir premise, as a woman looks outside her apartment window and witnesses a man murdering another woman. The second reason is that our heroine is played by Barbara Stanwyck, in a late-career role (her first was in a 1920s silent film!) that does much to reinforce her chameleon-like acting range. The third reason is her opponent – a deliciously slimy George Sanders, with his haughty attitude complementing a character that delights in covering his track and making the heroine feel as if she’s going crazy. Finally, the fourth reason to watch the film may be more striking to modern audiences: the encroaching paranoia as the heroine tries to convince the authorities that a murder has taken place, but no one will believe her. The film isn’t afraid to rile audiences against impassive authority figures, and that does give, along with a role as a single career woman for the mature Stanwyck, a progressive kick to the result. A fifth, perhaps most visible reason to watch Witness to Murder would be the terrific cinematography, which luxuriates in strong black-and-white imagery to give the film an undeniably film noir visual polish that elevates the script into something worth seeing. No matter the reason, Witness to Murder does rank as a very enjoyable thriller, more for the above-average execution than the sometimes-frustrating nature of the script.

  • The Seventh Cross (1944)

    The Seventh Cross (1944)

    ByChristian Sauvé Movie Review

    (On Cable TV, December 2020) There are a few good reasons to watch The Seventh Cross – It’s an early film from Academy-award-winning director Fred Zinnemann, it features Spencer Tracy and it’s the first on-screen pairing of real-life couple Hume Cronyn and Jessica Tandy (the last being 1987 science fiction family comedy Batteries Not Included). More significantly, it’s one of the very few Hollywood films to talk about Nazi concentration camps as WW2 was going on, and before the true horrors of the camps were revealed. The story has to do with seven escapees from a concentration camp trying to evade capture, despite a commandant determined to bring them all back (“on crosses,” hence the title). Our protagonist (Tracy) is the seventh, the last escapee trying to get out of Germany despite a population not sympathetic to his goals. The premise is not bad, the acting talent is remarkable, the director would go on for better things and the script has a few flourishes (notably in having the narrator being one of the first dead escapees), but I found The Seventh Cross to be surprisingly uninvolving once past the first few minutes. This may be a reflection of a contemporary view of the situation: escaping Nazis would seem, today, to be of utter urgency, leading to a suspenseful film – but it seems more intent on an examination of the human spirit than out-and-out thrills. Whatever the reason, The Seventh Cross seems more interesting than purely enjoyable or entertaining today.