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George Clooney, card-carrying bleeding heart and family veteran of broadcast journalism's halcyon days, shows up with, and in, Good Night, and Good Luck (October 7), his NYFF-feted re-creation of the battle between laconic TV icon Edward R. Murrow (David Strathairn) and Red-baiting Senate ogre Joseph McCarthy (himself, in news footage). Given the history, it'll be more of a knee-jerk rightist-lynching spectacle, surely, than Syriana (November 23), Steve Gaghan's thriller-killer extrapolation of ex-CIA-op Robert Baer's book See No Evil, examining the disastrous conflicts between the agency's kneecapped anti-terrorism needs and the interests of American oil companies. As Baer, Clooney will surely make an incongruously trustworthy spook, but the shoulder rockets seem otherwise well targeted. More hair will fly at the low-run art houses, where the Orthodox Israeli fable Ushpizin (October 19) and the Palestinian suicide bomber melodrama Paradise Now (October 28) go head-to-head, as if at a checkpoint between theaters.
In movies, as reliably unreliable as life outside, auteurs are our preferred pathmarks, and only with David Cronenberg, among English-speaking filmmakers, are we assured a thorough neural workout as well as a fiber-rich meal of questioning substance. A History of Violence (September 23) is those and moreincluding a deliberate failure to be the rousing and digestible melodrama it in fact seems to be on the surface. Everyone who goes will see, and argue with, a different movie. His ass never in a seat for very long, prodigious nouveau genre-slut Michael Winterbottom rounds off a twofer with Tristram Shandy: A Cock and Bull Story (November 4), which launches at the issue of how Laurence Sterne's meta-ness cannot be filmed, and, appropriately, makes a Duck Amuckish farce about the ludicrous attempt to do just that, complete with a rationalizing Jeremy Northam as Winterbottom and Steve Coogan as the dumbfounded star. Scott McGehee and David Siegel, operators behind Suture and The Deep End, have nearly as sweet a batting average, and their new film Bee Season (November 11) details the collapse of a marriage during a daughter's embroilment in spelling championships. Think The 25th Annual Putnam County Spelling Bee, but with Richard Gere, Juliette Binoche, and not-so-little emotional earthquakes.
Tim Burton and Neil Jordan are notoriously erratic auteurs, but the animated gothic lark Corpse Bride (September 16) and Breakfast on Pluto (November 18), a kind of drag queen fulfillment of the Billy Elliot syndrome, might have just caught them on the upswing. Both might seem incongruous, though, in a postLast Days season pickle-packed with biopics, both overt and covert: Philip Seymour Hoffman does Capote in Capote (September 30), focusing on the masterful fop's exploitative relationship with death-row-caged Perry Smith (the ordinarily seething Clifton Collins Jr.), while Joaquin Phoenix sings and dons the black as a young Johnny Cash in James Mangold's Walk the Line (November 18). This last is an inevitable bid for ka-ching after Ray and The Man Comes Around, but saying it's showbiz doesn't mean it won't be worth it.
The Squid and The Whale
photo: Samuel Goldwyn Films and Sony Pictures Entertainment
Everyday drama will be no great priority: Zathura, Chronicles of Narnia, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, King Kong, A Sound of Thunder, etc., with a digital wonkery bill easily sailing over half a billion greenbacks, will serve to keep us in watery eyeballs. Otherwise, it's not hard to prefer the anticipation of effectively grueling mayhem (the Aussie Chainsaw Massacre revamp Wolf Creek) to the anticipation of righteous lipstick activism (Whale Rider's Niki Caro doing a landmark 1984 sexual harassment case in North Country, with Charlize Theron as the beleaguered iron miner!). But any of these options look ab-fabalong with the prospect of quiet time cuddled up with an archival import DVDwhen you consider enduring the sirens of Doom.
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