solace in cinema : A vast wasteland of movies

So Solace has been quiet for over a month now, and I guess I should probably explain why. The truth is there’s no one good reason just a lot of small ones that add up to something substantial. I’m trying to focus on my day job more and get that to a level where i’m happy with it, and solace gets in the way of that by absorbing way too much of my time. I also took a small break from writing to go on holiday (while good friend sizemore wrote some great posts) and when I got back I wasn’t keen to get back into the blog. I think when something starts to feel like a chore instead of something you do because you love it, you should stand back and reassess the situation.

So here’s what’s going on. Solace is going dark for the next couple of months. It’ll be back for definite in some form, but for now i’m going back underground to take stock.

If you read/monitor the site through RSS, keep us in the ‘check every now and then’ pile, or if you’d prefer you can drop me a blank email to this address and i’ll send out a bulk mail when the site comes back up. Or if you just want to abuse me or suggest a new path for solace you can get me through the same address.

Until then, keep the cinematic dream alive bitches.

So as the rest of the movie blogs sit down to talk about Michael Caine in the remake of Sleuth, Solace is posting about naked girls. Naked girls, the late, great Denholm Elliott and Michael Caine.

A month or so ago I found an unusual set of promo photos taken presumably on the set of Robert Aldrich’s movie Too Late The Hero. They’d been posted onto a Russian site with no real background info so I have no idea where these were originally published or how they came about. If memory serves they have very little to do with movie…

I’ve put the photos together here, but they feature around 50 breasts so don’t go opening them at work unless it’s your last day or something.

Maybe it was simply an attempt to put some distance between the movie and its grim tagline, WAR, It’s a dying business to something like PHWOAR, Carry on Caine.

It could just be how you marketed everything in 1970, but if anyone has any more background on these I’d love to know what the story was…

While Cinematical are worrying about the god-bothering dollar in relation to The Golden Compass all we really care about at Solace is if it’s going to be any good or not. If we had our own alethiometer one needle would be pointing to a small pair of bollocks while the other would be quivering over the STABBY position, as the crab-lice shaped daemons in Hollywood’s collective facial hair threw up a little.

The title, The Golden Compass, is shit. I know that’s what the first part of the His Dark Materials trilogy was renamed in the backwaters of the new world, but to me and anyone who gives a damn about the books it will always be called Northern Lights.

The script has already diluted the source material down to avoid upsetting the overly religious. This of course beggars the question why go near these books at all if you have to fuck them up so badly just to appease people who’d rather watch a tractor-pull anyway? Dumbing down the religious aspect in these books is akin to green-lighting a new version of the Nativity Story only to open with an abortion scene. And of course the god mob are far from appeased, preparing more wholesome fare like a dead man being fingered in his stabports by a doubting cult member. So we’re given a half-pint concept for no good reason at all. Wonderful.

I’ve read the Dark Materials novels a few times now and it’s fair to say that Philip Pullman does a wonderful job of creating worlds slightly out of step with our own, yet still makes them utterly believable. You wouldn’t guess this from the trailers as Lyra (don’t start me on the casting) now lives in a world that looks better suited to Star Trek: The Search for Glossy Meaningless Shitty CGI.

Goddamnit. And the word juggling over ‘compass‘ and ‘alethiometer‘ has lead to a clash of trailer exposition. Both those Youtube links show off a lot more of the film than the earlier teasers. Somehow the production even manages to make armoured bears look dumb. They would have been better off throwing both Ians (McKellen and McShane), naked except for bearskins, at a startled cameraman and hoped for the best.

I love Terry Gilliam’s work, but while most agree he can go a little over the top I don’t mind that as long as he doesn’t get too twee. After the mess of The Brothers Grim I’m hoping that Gilliam has got all the nonsense out of his system and poisoned the saccharin a little with some of the mumified corpse head kicking that we saw in Tideland.

We’ll find out soon enough as he’s due to begin shooting The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus next month here in London. The cast looks able enough with Christopher Plummer in the lead, backed up by Heath Ledger, Verne Troyer and Tom Waits. Interestingly they’ve all played with Gilliam before so I’m hoping that familiarity will help things run smoothly in what sounds like a perfect project for the ex-Python. I’ll drop the synopsis in after the jump for those curious among you, but be warned there’s the odd small spoiler there in.

Oh and the madcap pic above is an Imaginarium… in case you were wondering. (more…)

This isn’t new news, but I just picked up the official Grindhouse book (not worth the full price, but it was on sale) and it had this (above) in the back. I vaguely remember seeing smaller versions of it kicking around before when Rodriguez had talked about making ‘Machete’ into a proper feature… but going on what’s been happening lately he’d probably try and replace Danny Trejo with Rose Mcgowan.

I like Danny Trejo, I like snipers, I like men wielding Machete’s, I like crazy guns strapped to motorcycles. I want this movie inside of me.

I was going to scan the poster from my book, but ingloriousbastards saved me a job.

When the Southland Tales trailer came out the boss said:

“It still looks like a mess to me, interesting.. but a mess. I want to be proven wrong but I don’t think I will“.

I don’t mind the mess at all just as long as it doesn’t suck. I’m tired of movies foreshadowing every dumb move and then wrapping up all the loose ends just before the credits roll. I’m looking forward to Southland Tales because I want it to be as completely over the top as the trailer promises.

This New York Times piece sheds a lot of light on just how messy it sounds:

“Southland Tales” simulates the oversaturation of the 21st-century mediascape and delights in, even as it mocks, the vulgar absurdities of celebrity culture. Ms. Gellar’s character, for example, is a multitasking, politically minded sex-film star — “Jenna Jameson meets Arianna Huffington,” Mr. Kelly said — with a “View”-like talk show and a hit song called “Teen Horniness Is Not a Crime” (co-written by Mr. Kelly and to be released as a single).

Genius.

I still haven’t seen ‘The Darjeeling Limited’ (or the Darjiling as Wilson pronounces it) but our boy Marek checked it out and liked it a lot. I love Wes Anderson, but this ‘interview’ gives me the creeps. Wilson’s obviously either medicated or still fragile from his suicide attempt.. or more likely both, I keep expecting him to go “Wild Cat.. Willllllddd Catttttttt” and Anderson looks like he’s been forced into it. I could barely watch it to the end…

The films had mixed reviews and this weird piece of PR does nothing to hype the film for me… it’s just awkward.

(I saw it when TedZ over at BigScreenLittleScreen posted it)

For people who know and love the book I think the trailers for ‘I am Legend’ looked like a let down, with really nothing in common with the book except the overall concept. For genre fans or people who love Horror they also sat in the hater camp. As a fan of the book, and a massive horror fan… I think I was alone on the tundra in liking what I saw when the first trailer rolled around. This isn’t my form of an apology as I still think the first trailer looks cool, admittedly it has nothing to do with the book, but I was really digging the post-apocalyptic new york/ last man on earth vibe. Then came the second trailer…

I don’t even now how long the ‘international’ trailer has been kicking around, I saw it on a Russian site last week but it’s since vanished from there. The only place I seem to be able to find it now is on sendspace here.

Maybe this is unfinshed CGI, or maybe they used all the budget up on buying Will Smith things to do pull-ups on…. but what the fuck are those monsters/vampires/infected humans??? I’ve seen ‘Pirates of the Caribbean 3′, I saw ‘Transformers’, I saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix… I know it’s possible to make cool looking special effects, so what the hell is going on here? are they farming out post-production effects to schools for the blind and nobody told me?? jesus christ.

Welcome to suckville.. population Will Smith.

Grab the trailer while you can from here, if it goes down let me know.

I’m not going to call The Darjeeling Limited a return to form for Wes Anderson because ‘The Life Aquatic’ was a hugely entertaining movie. The general consensus seems to be that his previous shark-chasing Bill Murray starrer was a bit overblown and superficial, the classic ‘third album’ if you will (although his forth film). For me, it was a hugely enjoyable and stimulating hour and a half in the cinema. I sometimes feel that people forget that Wes is basically great at making very entertaining films. He is constantly being copied by other directors and his films will all only increase in acclaim in time. Why the resistance to be entertained? Horses for courses I guess.

Anyway, if you do think The Life Aquatic was self indulgent, you should like this new Indian train caper a little more. It’s an absolutely fantastic movie; smaller, tighter and with a focus on character and fractured sibling relationships. It’s a simple, but enjoyable, premise; three brothers try to get their relationship back on a spiritual journey on a train, ‘The Darjeeling Limited’. As you might suspect, it doesn’t go the way they had planned.

Darjeeling has got everything you would expect from Anderson; it looks amazing, has a fantastic soundtrack, loads of wit and wry observations, great performances and occasional, stimulating diversions from the speedy narrative. Adrien Brody is a fantastic, fresh voice to the Anderson family and he gives a poignant performance of a confused man at a turning point in his life. It’s a good old fashioned movie with quality character development married to the kind of widescreen spectacle that only cinema can provide. It’s another feast of a film from Anderson, once again clocking in at an hour and a half exactly. It was consciously a looser shoot this time and it does feel more natural than his recent work truth be told. The sexy short film with Natalie Portman (Hotel Chevalier) should be in front of prints in the UK too; a pleasure that was missed in the US (and this preview).