Yes, every major actor ought to have a couple of lo-fi, slow burner, cult type films in their resume like this.
This was one of those that I grew up seeing every now and then parked on one of the lesser stations, late at night, and which totally beguiled me, and really informed, and formed by taste in movies...
... Very much moviedrome fodder!
(For those in the UK, who may remember that :)
Can't believe some of the stuff my parents let me watch at that age.
(It's a wonder I'm not completely screwed up! (Twitch, twitch.... Shudder.... Twitch... "Arse!"... Twitch :)
I think it's movies like this that make me really appreciate others of more modern vintage like Drive, You were never really here, and the works of Michael Mann...
... All about the atmosphere and mood.
(Also why I prefer to watch movies on my phone now, as opposed to all that home cinema lark... More intimate, personal, and immersive, like when all I used to have was a small 14" colour TV by my bed, which would illuminate my room as the only source of light, and draw me in, in a way all that modern CGI 3D pizzazz never could)
@ Magic Marmalade
I agree criminally underrated as a Sci-Fi, an action film or as a Sean Connery film. I only found out about it after someone recommended me it. It didn't do big business at the box office, but made profit about 1 million profit.
Rated 8/10Essentially, a western set in space, with Sean Connery's Sherriff type, thrust into the middle of a conspiracy / intrigue to do with the criminal activities of a shady corporation.
He's basically Wyatt Earp, come to bring a little law to this outpost, but unusually (and refreshingly) for Connery, while he is the standard tough guy, he is not without a sense of vulnerability here.
...And it's a film essentially brought to you by the majority of the production team that made Alien, and it carries much of that look, feel, vibe of deep space horror created there.
(Was in the garden - lovely evening - one too many ales and dry roasted peanuts :)
...Noticed something I think I'd always been aware of, but had not joined the dots before for some reason:
A big fat easter egg / unequivocal clue as to what is going on in this movie, and what it's all about is presented when Donnie goes to the cinema, and one of the movies playing there is:
The Last Temptation Of Christ.
(Bit of a heavy and obscure reference, but if you've seen that, it'll help getting your head around this somewhat - although I actually came away from last night's viewing with even more questions regarding the time frames presented here.... hmmmm.)
Also, it has to be stated here that there is perhaps one of the best lines of dialogue in movie history:
"Sometimes I doubt your commitment to Sparkle Motion!"
But here, the now well established (and somewhat overused) device of reliving a single time frame over and over again until you get it right is contracted to the space of about an hour, where Lola must run as fast as she can, to reach her boyfriend before he robs a supermarket to get a stack of cash to replace one he lost on a train, and which was intended to be paid to the local mob.
...If she doesn't get there, and find a way to get the cash along the way, boyfriend Manni has a run in with the cops, and gets shot.
She must keep doing this until she finds the right route through this time span to get there in time with cash in hand, and so prevent Manni's doom.
A very bright, very kinetic movie (as you'd expect) that doesn't slow down much to catch it's breath, and has a really inventive, yet simple storytelling device woven in, whereby, if she does something different in her interactions with the people she encounters along the way, a series of Polaroid snaps outlining that person's new alternate future clicks rapidly through, following the legend: "And then..."
(Saves filming entire sequences, and packs the new future story into a matter of seconds).
Everyone I knew saw this in the nineties - was a bit of "A thing" back then... and more than a few people I knew had this poster on their wall too.
Rated 5/10A masterpiece trapped inside an abomination.
This is another one of those movies that less, certainly would have amounted to so much more.
In this case... less sex.
I know, how very prudish or puritanical of me! Certainly, I've never been one to consider myself as such, but find myself having more and more reason for complaint as I get older.
...And it's not, as I say, for reasons of moral indignation, but rather, for actual storytelling, and movie making reasons that I find myself infuriated by these kinds of films:
All the extra time you spend dwelling, or fixating on the sex, is, for me, time you are not telling an actual story, and cutting into the natural storytelling rhythms, that can make a movie more sublime, poetic, and well rounded, as well as more dramatic, poignant, meaningful, and impactful.
For this could have been beautiful.
...A subtly, and deftly told coming of age story of a young teen girl struggling to get to grips with her sexual awakening, as well as her sexuality. Set among the classroom peer pressures of highschool life, where she feels compelled to contain all these feelings, until she ventures out one night, and meets an slightly older, artistic, pseudo-intellectual type young gay woman, who she is instantly smitten with, if not slightly overawed by, and with whom she strikes up a freindship. leading to the inevitable relationship, and even "love".
So it is in essence, a coming of age lesbian love story.
... so far, so good.
.....But then..... damn!
Basically, they spend extensive sessions of awkward porn style pretzel sex bouts, which go on way too long...
(So as you find yourself checking your watch, as well as forgetting there was a story going on somewhere there, that for some - ahem - reason completely went out of my mind)
... as well as being disturbingly graphic... to the extent that if this is not actual sex, but merely simulated, then I struggle to see the point in having bothered to simulate it.
And of course, I see after a couple of attempts to watch this film, and get past the idea that it's just some creepy voyeuristic heterosexual male director / filmmaker using "making a movie" merely as an excuse to exploit young actresses for his own personal pleasure.
It feels dishonest.
...And makes you feel grubby, and like you are participating in this exploitation just by watching it take place - like you tacitly agree with this - which I do not.
The worst thing is, on more than one occasion, a momentary, involuntary glance at camera from one of these actresses which seems to speak of confusion and uncertainty about what they have been asked to do, only hammers this horrible feeling home to you the viewer.
It feels like witnessing a crime to watch it.
Now, the overall plot, and point of the movie is actually a really good one - in that two people who "fall in love" despite some very apparent differences between them, may well be confusing sex with love, or even infatuation with love... to the extent that I begin to suspect this is not about love, or even a gay relationship, or even a healthy sexual relationship, but more a tale of addiction. Sexual addiction, and a shared, and mutual sexual addiction at that.
This is then essentially a tale of two sex junkies, addicted to each other, and don't know how to control this need in themselves, or square it to their lives. Actually quite a tragic tale.
And told on it's own, could have been a classic, indeed, a masterpiece.
Unfortunately, it's trapped inside an unnecessarily absurd, over-long, overly- graphic, grubby series of porn flick episodes that totally detract from a, kill the wonderful tragic tale beneath.
Again... not a prude, I just feel that if a director feels he wants to make porn, then do so, you only need ten minutes of that everyone consenting, everybody happy, and you need not then try to pretend it's "drama", and porn doesn't need a Shakespearean plot under it.
Get in, get out, go home - wham, bam.... etc (so to speak)
But at least this would then be honest about, and with itself.
And at a three hour runtime, I do not exaggerate to say you could, by means of editorial excavation, lose at least half hour to forty five minutes of unnecessary movie flab, and porn, still make your points about the nature of their relationship, and have brilliant movie as the end result.
Adding IMDB entry for this title, which wasn't prefixed by "Decoding the Past" for its title like other "Decoding the Past" series entries are on IMDB.
Rated 7/10Excellent film, if somewhat...er... controversial.
(To say the least!!!)
Basically, it's the story of a young guy on the threshold of adult life, with lots of pressures bearing on him, and in his attempts to find a moment or two to himself... for... er... a little relief (ahem) discovers that that inner tension builds to an unbearable degree.
Something has to give.
...And does, in a way, that... er ... is.... um... yikes!
(far be it for me to offer spoilers, but I think it advisable to let you know what you're getting into in this case, as Oedipal incest ensues. Crumbs!)
When a movie has such a big talking point, especially one of such a controversial magnitude around a very particular taboo, it tends to push all other considerations aside, and how good the movie is, the performances, and indeed the story being told, and how well it is told tend to get lost in the mix, overwhelmed by the degree to which the one nugget of outrage that public discourse latches onto becomes.
For on all other of these counts, this is brilliant... a lightly, wryly handled comic / tragic portrait of a very confused young man's struggle to realize himself in the approaching adult world.
This has become a bit of a back-burner, low key cult classic indie movie, which, even the most broad minded tend to not mention in polite society.
It likely won't appear any time soon in your TV for these reasons, and it might be difficult to find on any media too... but stands as a good example of how to go about tackling the toughest of subjects.