JULY 2006 ISSUE#13 US$4.95/CAN$5.95

 

 

MOVIES: Steven Spielberg once said “the only thing better than seeing movies is reading about them.” We agree.

DVD'S: Resident Advocate Gilliane Lataillade goes to war with Matthew Broderick, Pop-Culture Junkie Rick Sayre finds that he’s not a cavedweller and the itinerant Saturday night Brooklyn gang contemplate the many uses of little Dakota Fanning.   

BOOKS: Rick Sayre delves deeper into the world of Jane Fonda.

MUSIC: Editor Lily Percy reviews the three albums that currently own her iPOD, Staff Music Writer Jehan Mondal falls for a 19-year old boy and Rick Sayre shines a spotlight on Paul Bryan.

SPOTLIGHT: Staff writer David Sayre discovers the true meaning of independence with John Sayles.    

HAPPY

ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY P&F

 

FILM OF THE MONTH

Mr. Smith Goes to Washington

In honor of our nation’s independence, I think it is only fitting that we showcase a film that features Frank Capra, the maker of the “American Dream,” at the helm, and Jimmy Stewart, the dreamer and embodiment of our country’s courage, ideals and honesty, on-screen. Repeat screenings of this 1939 classic never fail to bring on the tears, nor the patriotism.

 

Jefferson Smith: [His voice very hoarse] Just get up off the ground, that's all I ask. Get up there with that lady that's up on top of this Capitol dome, that lady that stands for liberty. Take a look at this country through her eyes if you really want to see something. And you won't just see scenery; you'll see the whole parade of what Man's carved out for himself, after centuries of fighting. Fighting for something better than just jungle law, fighting so's he can stand on his own two feet, free and decent, like he was created, no matter what his race, color, or creed. That's what you'd see. There's no place out there for graft, or greed, or lies, or compromise with human liberties. And, uh, if that's what the grownups have done with this world that was given to them, then we'd better get those boys' camps started fast and see what the kids can do. And it's not too late, because this country is bigger than the Taylors, or you, or me, or anything else. Great principles don't get lost once they come to light. They're right here; you just have to see them again!

 

 

 

MOVIES:

And now for something completely different (and completely lazy): One sentence movie reviews by the itinerant Saturday night Brooklyn gang.

 

Superman Returns

“Superman was hot, but I wish I would have only paid half the price for admission.” – Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

“Lois Lane has a uterus of steel.” – Jeanne Lopez, Cookie Monster

“I was hesitant coming into this but Bryan Singer captured all of the excitement and awe that was encompassed in the original Donner films. Plus, Brandon Routh—easy on the eyes.” – Lily Percy, Editor

“It was a good movie. I liked the movie. I had fun. At the movie.” – Chris Wilson, Vampire Hunter

 

 

X-Men: The Last Stand

“It’s like Carrie—without the prom.” – Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

“I hope that Brett Ratner gets into a motorcycle accident.” – Chris Wilson, Vampire Hunter

“I didn’t see it.” – Lily Percy, Editor

“Wolverine has fire-retardant pants to hide his genitals.” – Jeanne Lopez, Cookie Monster

 

 

Art School Confidential

“A confusing mess of emotions, sex, lust, hormones and art—exactly what college is actually like—all come together to form a really great movie, with a particularly memorable performance by the beautiful Max Minghella.” – Lily Percy, Editor

 

 

Wordplay

“Made me want to run out and buy a copy of the New York Times just so that I too can be made a fool of by Will Shortz and his unparallel wit and brilliance.” – Lily Percy, Editor

 

 

The King

“The sins of the father are the sins of the son.” – Lily Percy, Editor

 

 

Down in the Valley

“Ed Norton, Ed Norton, what would we do without you?” – Lily Percy, Editor.

 

 

A Scanner Darkly

“Say what you will about Keanu Reeves but this role was made for him—Winona Ryder, Woody Harrelson, Rory Cochran and Robert Downey Jr. all turn in fantastic performances in what is undoubtedly one of the most haunting movies of the year.” – Lily Percy, Editor.

 

DVD'S:

 

Biloxi Blues

Directed by: Mike Nichols

Written by: Neil Simon

Starring: Matthew Broderick, Christopher Walken, Matt Mulhern, Corey Parker

Oh, Neil Simon. How do I love your writing? Let me count the ways. It’s charming. It’s witty. And it somehow feels oddly familiar.

Biloxi Blues is Simon’s memoir about the time he spent in an army boot camp in Biloxi, Mississippi. The lead character Private Eugene Jerome (Matthew Broderick) is shipped away to the army only two weeks after graduating from high school and he hates it from the get go. His only salvation is the observations he records in his notebook about his fellow recruits and his life in general.

The 80s were definitely the golden age of Broderick. I have yet to see his boy-next-door charm repeated on-screen, though many have tried. Christopher Walken as Sergeant Toomey does what he does best, plays the eccentric with a human quality that only Walken can give.

Biloxi Blues was one of the movies of my childhood. I remember lying in bed next to my mother as she watched it, repeatedly. Back then, my 8-year old brain couldn’t fully understand everything it was about but I understood the feeling surrounding it. That’s probably why I still like it so much.

It proves that good writing is timeless. What was funny then, is even funnier now because it’s still relevant. I found myself relating to the character of Private Jerome. As a wannabe writer, I understand the need to observe, I understand the need for honesty and the unending (and sometimes unnerving) search for truth. On the human level, Private Jerome represents what it feels like to be young and inexperienced: He represents the time in our lives where we’re all trying to figure out where we fit.

I love the way Simon ends the film. Riding on the train, back home, with Private Jerome narrating the stories of each character’s future.

There comes a point when we start to realize that the defining moments of our lives come from where we least expect, and that essentially, somehow, in some way, we all have our own version of Biloxi.

- Gilliane Lataillade, Resident Advocate

 

 

 

Hide and Seek

 

NIGHT INTERIOR: Richard, Jeanne and Chris take their seats on the futon. Chris puts in the Hide and Seek DVD and everyone prepares to be overwhelmed by the hilarity of a thriller starring Dakota Fanning.

The menu appears on the screen, revealing five different film options: the theatrical cut and four alternate versions. This is clearly a bad sign of things to come. We choose the theatrical version. Chris turns off the lights.

Jeanne: The mood is very…

Richard: Erotic.

And so it begins. The screen flashes “1st Day of the New Year, New York City.” Richard already finds it pretentious that they don’t just say January 1st. The movie opens on an extreme close-up of Dakota Fanning’s beady devil eyes. She has become a monosyllabic, goth-in-the-making bottle brunette. Richard doesn’t believe it’s actually Dakota Fanning until the camera pulls back to reveal her entire face, impossibly-stretched evil smile and all.

Richard: What’s up with her gums?

Jeanne: Satan.

Richard: She looks like Andie Macdowell.

Jeanne: She’s the future Andie Macdowell. She’s going to be the crappiest actress ever.

When the camera pulls back from Dakota Fanning’s obviously evil, soul sucking eyes, we see that she and her mother, played by Amy Irving, are playing together on a merry-go-round like thing in Central Park. Chris suggests that a tragic playground incident must be imminent. Jeanne interjects that were that to happen it would mean we were watching Godsend and not Hide and Seek. Richard is horror-struck when he realizes that Robert De Niro must be playing the father of a 10 year old. Chris schools us on the birds and the bees, suggesting that Bobby likes ‘em young. A collective shudder runs through the group at the thought of a wrinkled older Robert De Niro involved in anything that could result in conception.

Amy Irving comes into Dakota’s room to tuck her in to bed but Dakota is hiding. Amy Irving proceeds to play hide and seek with her. Dakota Fanning totally gives away her hiding space, beneath her comforter, by announcing that she’s invisible. She can’t do anything right. Amy Irving says that if Dakota’s invisible then how can she tickle her? She begins molesting her daughter with shriek-inducing tickles. Chris wisely points out that she’s invisible, not intangible, retard. Dakota Fanning lets loose the most evil wail of demon-spawn laughter ever heard. The cackles bring forth the Djinn and the world is plummeted into eternal darkness and suffering…oh wait, that was Wishmaster. Nevermind.

We all laud the subtlety of filling a movie named Hide and Seek with incidents of playing hide and seek. Amy Irving walks from Dakota’s room to Robert De Niro. The oldness of the pair becomes suddenly striking.

Richard: She was a change of life baby.

Robert De Niro is preoccupied by his telescope which Chris points out is totally not pointed at the sky but, more likely, into a neighbor’s window. All of Robert De Niro’s neighbors be warned: he likes to watch, and I mean more that just watching his career as it circles the toilet bowl on its way down.

Robert De Niro asks his wife if she’s okay, and she quips that, “There are some things therapy can’t fix.”

Chris: He’s a therapist.

Richard: No, I think she’s just in therapy.

Chris: I’ll bet you the rest of your dinner.

Richard: Dude, you can’t take my dirty rice.

Chris: I can take it and throw it down the…

Jeanne (interrupting): Is she gonna slit her wrists?

Scenes of Amy Irving getting into a bathtub with candles around her are spliced together with shots of a New Years Eve party and Robert De Niro suddenly wakes up at 2:06am. Similarities to The Exorcism of Emily Rose and The Amityville Horror arise. Apparently at the yearly screenwriter’s meeting it was decided that all horror movies would require a creepy hour in the middle of the night when all things evil must happen repeatedly throughout the whole movie.

Robert De Niro follows the sound of dripping water towards the slightly open door of the bathroom at the end of the hall. The suspense is electrifying. Chris says that he likes Robert De Niro’s pajamas. So maybe the suspense isn’t as electrifying as I thought. Robert De Niro pulls back the shower curtain to reveal his wife dead in a tub full of blood. Ah! How totally unexpected! Robert De Niro jumps into the tub to pull her out. Dakota Fanning is standing in the doorway now, being scarred for life. She will now grow up to be Brittany Murphy in Don’t Say a Word. “I’ll neverrr telllllll...”

Jeanne: He’ll never wear those pajamas again.

Chris: Seriously, way to bring down the New Year. Way to start the year off nice and cheery.

Movie flashes: “NY City Children’s Hospital.” Dakota Fanning is looking creepy in a staring sort of way. Again. Jean Grey is in this movie. She’s totally hitting on Robert De Niro, which is even creepier than Dakota Fanning’s cold dead eyes. Robert De Niro tells Jean Grey that he’s decided to take Dakota Fanning upstate into the middle of nowhere ‘cause that’s always a good idea when your kid has the bleeding, dead body of her mother pulled out of a bathtub and is now a mute or something.

Jeanne: Is she like Samara? She doesn’t blink.

Richard: They turned her off.

Jeanne: So it’s like A.I.

Chris: I think Robert De Niro has some contract about making really bad movies with creepy kids. Between this and Godsend…it must be something that he can’t control.

It’s Fall/Winter and Robert De Niro drives through the creepy, dead tree forests towards imminent death in upstate New York. Dakota Fanning is staring out the window, silently moping. It’s a poor impersonation of Winona Ryder’s character from Beetlejuice.

Richard: She reminds me of that joke: I wish my lawn were emo so it could cut itself.

Richard tells us this joke a lot. We laugh each time anyway.

Richard: This is the guy who directed Swimfan!

Jeanne: Oh Crap. This is gonna be fucking awful.

Robert De Niro meets up with a sheriff and a real estate agent at the creepy house that he will use to rehabilitate his spawn of Satan child. The real estate agent calls Robert De Niro “Doctor.” Jeanne, in a show of bias towards her boyfriend, immediately calls the bet in favor of Chris claiming that this is definitive proof that De Niro is a shrink. The real estate agent walks De Niro around the back of the house to show him the property and explain to him that this area is mostly summer houses so it’ll be nice and empty for the ritual sacrifices that he’ll be having. As the real estate guy gives De Niro the keys to the door, De Niro suddenly gets that nagging feeling that he’s forgetting something…his wallet, no…his keys, no…his dignity, maybe...oh yeah, his creepy, maybe homicidal/maybe suicidal crazy daughter. Where’s Child Protective Services when you need them? Probably at Britney Spears’ house. De Niro then goes running around the front of the house calling out for Dakota. He’d probably lose his wife, too, if she weren’t already buried in a designated plot in the cemetery.

Jeanne: You’re a terrible dad. You already lost your kid…and in front of a police officer.

Chris: …and a terrible husband, apparently.

Jeanne (laughs): Irreconcilable differences.

De Niro finds Dakota just into the woods, standing in front of a tiny cave that could house fairies or gremlins or something.

Jeanne: Is this gonna be the whole movie? Just Dakota not speaking but staring creepily at things?

Chris: I think it’s better when she doesn’t speak...like most women. (Punching his fists in the air) Bahbahbah…bahbah… 

De Niro has his first dinner in the house. Dakota stares at him over a giant bowl of spaghetti that she’s sharing with her creepy, no-faced doll. Dakota excuses herself because De Niro’s creeping her out. She’s not alone there. De Niro goes upstairs to tuck her in but she’s not in bed. He starts with the hide and seek like her dead mom used to do, checking under the beds and then heading towards the closet, but it turns out Dakota’s not playing hide and seek at all but was down the hall brushing her teeth. De Niro is then part of the lamest scare in all of horror-moviedom when he opens the closet door and a cat jumps out. This guy has Oscars on his mantle at home, people.

It’s morning and De Niro wanders the house aimlessly paying no attention to his crazy, probably suicidal daughter. He finds a room full of unpacked boxes and looks around slowly, acting bewildered for no apparent reason.

Chris: “How did these boxes pack themselves up?!”

He begins to unpack the boxes and we see that it’s his home office. He places his diploma on the wall, and it’s revealed that he has a degree in psychology. Chris begins to gloat to no end. Richard tells him to go ahead and take the rest of the rice. Chris says he doesn’t want to eat it, just throw it away to spite him. Richard retaliates by telling Chris to go ahead and take the rice into the bathroom and rub it all over his naked body. In the end, no one bothers getting off of the couch. Robert De Niro puts on a giant pair of headphones (to keep out the screams) and starts writing in a journal.

Jeanne: Shouldn’t he be keeping track of his creepy little girl?

Richard: I’m going to give us a bad review for this review, already.

Jeanne: I kind of feel like starting over.

The neighbor lady comes over to introduce herself. She says something that makes her husband sound creepy but I’m not paying much attention anymore. Next scene, De Niro sees Elisabeth Shue while he’s at a gas station, filling up, and is so drawn to her that he leaves Dakota Fanning locked in the backseat of his car while he goes to hit dat shit. This would seem cruel but he continues to do it like 15 more times in the movie so I guess its par for the course.

Richard: You’re going to see how Elisabeth Shue is still hot, Chris. You’re going to be like, “You were right, Richard.” And you’re going to give me back my dirty rice.

Jeanne: Dude, pay at least a little attention to your kid. You’re just gonna leave her locked in the back of your car?

Richard: Like she’s a dog. (Regarding Elisabeth Shue) She’s so pretty.

Jeanne: Go flirt with Elisabeth Shue. She looks—not that bad.

Richard (Offended on behalf of Elisabeth Shue): She looks “not that bad??”

Jeanne: She looks better than she did in The Jacket.

No one bothers to mention that she wasn’t in The Jacket. She’s probably thinking of Jennifer Jason Leigh. Shhh. Jeanne drinks a lot.

Elisabeth Shue introduces herself to Robert De Niro as Elizabeth something-or-other.

Chris: She’s playing Elizabeth!

Richard: She’s doing a Tony Danza thing, yes. But she’s still hot!

We spend the next five minutes trying to remember how we started talking about Elisabeth Shue while watching National Treasure. Jeanne suggests that Chris go back and read the last issue of Pictures and Frames Magazine©. Richard starts talking about Elisabeth Shue’s enormous breasts being exposed in Cocktail.

Robert De Niro goes to tuck Dakota in for the night and asks her where her doll is, but Dakota tells him that she doesn’t like the doll anymore. Richard decides that Dakota and the doll went after the same guy and parted ways. Dakota says that she has a new friend now. A friend named Charlie. There’s a Michael Jackson child molester joke that was mentioned here but Richard vetoed it on the grounds that those are way lame. De Niro calls Jean Gray for advice on his crazy daughter and she tells him to play with her. This brings about a new round of Michael Jackson jokes. When De Niro takes out the trash he finds the smashed remains of Dakota’s doll in the garbage can. Jeanne totally called this before it happened.

Jeanne: What’s up? I wrote this. I’m a crappy writer.

Chris: They really did have a falling out.

Another scene opens with De Niro leaving Dakota in the back of his car. This time the Sheriff’s giving him a ticket when he heads back to the car but not for trapping his daughter in the car, but rather for parking in a handicapped zone. De Niro tries to use his celebrity to get out of the ticket but this fails him miserably, probably because the cop saw Godsend. Cut to a scene of Dakota and De Niro fishing together…a very uplifting family moment that is shattered when Dakota decides to bait her hook with a live beetle. There’s a collective gasp from the group. De Niro is not sufficiently upset by this.

Richard: Ahh!

Jeanne: I don’t want to watch this anymore! That’s fucked up! What little girl does that?

Richard: A little girl possessed by Satan.

Jeanne: You’re possessed by Satan.

Dakota and De Niro have a long-winded, boring discussion about Charlie and her being out of her freaking mind. It ends with De Niro going to open her bedroom window because the room has become stuffy with all of the craziness inside. De Niro struggles with the window but after several humps he just can’t seem to get it up.

Richard: Does that represent his impotence? Let’s analyze the movie in a Freudian manner.

Chris: That’s funny ‘cause he did a movie called Analyze This.

There are sudden flashbacks to a New Year’s Eve Party and De Niro wakes up in the middle of the night.

Richard (Coughing) The Shining.

Jeanne waits for Dakota to start chanting, “redrum.”

Chris: Is it 2:06am?

Bobby looks over at the clock and it reveals the time:

Jeanne: 2:06am!

De Niro walks down the longest hallway ever, toward the bathroom at the end with its door slightly ajar and a glow coming from inside. The sound of dripping water echoes in time with the creepy piano music.

Richard: There’s a demonic glow coming from her room! It’s the glow of a child’s smile.

Jeanne: Dakota Fanning doesn’t smile.

Richard: She radiates.

Jeanne: She’s got too much gum.

De Niro pulls back the shower curtain and “You Let Her Die” is scrawled on the tile around the tub. Lit candles surround the tub, and it resembles De Niro’s wife’s deathbed. He immediately confronts his creepy daughter who claims that Charlie did it. De Niro, again, seems not as bothered as you’d think he would be by the incident.

The next day and De Niro has invited Elisabeth Shue and her niece over to the house. Elisabeth Shue and De Niro totally get it on. Not really, but they flirt downstairs while Dakota scares the shit out of her niece. To be fair, her niece is really annoying. Like those little kids who have too much energy and never shut up and you totally wish that they’d be stricken with some painful form of oral herpes that would prevent them from speaking.

Richard (after Elisabeth Shue’s niece does some dumb song like “Patty Cake” or something while doing Hopscotch in Dakota’s room): Kill Her!

Dakota takes away the niece’s doll, Penelope, and smushes in her face before giving it back and telling her that she shouldn’t be there ‘cause she could get hurt. The play date ends immediately. Yeah, it’s probably for the best.

Jeanne: Can’t they just trade her in and get a new kid? I think she’s broken.

Richard: If you were broken we wouldn’t trade you in.

Jeanne: I’d trade you in.

Richard: I’m totally broken. You’re so late on that.

Jeanne: But if you’re ever broken in the possessed-by-Satan-broken way, like I thought you might channel something and kill me, I might trade you in.

De Niro spends another day totally ignoring Dakota until he wanders downstairs later in the morning and finds her talking to some weird guy in the backyard (he turns out to be the neighbor lady’s creepy husband). De Niro tries to get Dakota to go back into the house but Dakota is reluctant and tries to stay and flirt with the weird older man.

Richard (in a high-pitched, supposed to be Dakota Fanning voice): You never let me have any friends, Dad.

Jeanne: Is she hitting on him?

Richard: She’s totally hitting on him!

The neighbor and De Niro talk for a minute once Dakota reluctantly leaves her new beau. The weird neighbor says, “You’re very lucky to have such a beautiful daughter.”

Jeanne: He reciprocates! There is some man on child love going on is this movie.

De Niro (to Dakota): You remember what I told you about not talking to strangers.

Dakota: He’s not a stranger.

Jeanne (in a high-pitched, mock Dakota Fanning voice): He’s been inside me.

We all laugh and will go to hell where these jokes will remain funny and will garner us favor with Satan, Dakota’s evil father.

Richard (laughing): I can’t believe you said that.

Jeanne: I’m trying to save this review. Drastic measures.

Evening - De Niro finds a teapot boiling over on the stove. He goes upstairs to ask Dakota about this and she says that Charlie did it, but he just left. Her window, the same window that exemplified De Niro’s impotence earlier in the movie, is standing open. De Niro leans out the window to investigate.

Richard: Is she going to push him out the window?

Jeanne: That would rock because then this would be over.

De Niro closes the window and makes a grand show about locking it.

Chris: That’s why it wouldn’t open last time. It was locked. Duh.

De Niro asks Dakota if he can speak to Charlie sometime. Dakota says she doesn’t think it’ll work ‘cause Charlie doesn’t like De Niro very much. He asks why, even though the answer is so obvious.

Chris: ‘Cause you used to be a good actor and now look what you’re doing!

Jeanne: I wonder if he still gets invited to the Academy Awards.

The next day and De Niro, again, spends the whole day sitting in his study with headphones on writing longhand in a journal about his crazy daughter while she plays hide and seek with her sanity.

Chris: So what’s she going to look like when she grows up? I mean, is she going to be like the Olsen twins where guys mysteriously think she’s hot? Or is she going to be frightening?

Richard: She’s going to look like Jenna Elfman.

Jeanne: I vote frightening. I think she’s going to go the Macauley Culkin route.

Richard: No!

Chris: Haley Joel Osment.

Jeanne: Oh Yeah. Where they get older but somehow they still look the same way they were when they were kids.

Dakota is playing hide and seek with Charlie. She looks in the closet and finds a weird door hidden in the back. What the fuck? Is this Narnia?

Richard: Narnia, from hell!

The basement is full of decaying medical beds and hanging bicycles. Ghostly green lighting. Totally random and inappropriate and shouldn’t these kind of doors be locked to keep your sinister demon child out?! De Niro finally remembers that he’s a dad and goes looking for his daughter, who is now screaming. He finds her in the basement, curled up in a corner and looking freaked out. Richard and Jeanne jump when stuff starts falling over in the basement and Dakota screams some more.

Chris (laughing at Richard and Jeanne): What’s up?

Richard: Imagine going down into our basement and that happening!

Jeanne: I’m so not even going to think about that.

Chris: Our basement doesn’t even look like that.

De Niro finally reaches Dakota and tries to figure out why his daughter’s fucking crazy. She says she was playing hide and seek with Charlie. A cheap site gag causes Richard and Jeanne to jump again.

Chris: You guys are so easy.

Next day creepy neighbor woman comes over again to apologize for her creepier husband. She explains that they had a young daughter die recently and he’s still trying to get over that because there’s nothing worse than losing a child. We wonder if maybe finding your wife dead in a tub in New Years and forever being reminded of it by your psychotic daughter might actually be worse.

Richard: Watching National Treasure might be worse.

Jeanne: I think this might be worse than watching National Treasure.

Richard: I think so. I think I might have enjoyed watching National Treasure more.

Jeanne: We were funnier.

Elisabeth Shue comes over for dinner and Dakota comes down in her mom’s New Year’s Eve dress looking much more like Winona from Beetlejuice this time, but with big red rings around her eyes. We theorize that it’s from being worked like a horse and being hounded by Tom Cruise to join Scientology. Dakota acts generally creepy and then ends dinner by warning Elisabeth Shue that she should be careful not to end up like her mother. De Niro is totally not getting laid tonight.

That night, De Niro wakes up at 2:06am after weird flashes of the New Year’s Eve party go by again. There’s water dripping. He heads toward the glowing light in the bathroom. He should totally know better than to go for this again.

Jeanne: Just let it wait until morning. You know it’s going to be a bathtub full of water scrawled with something creepy.

De Niro pulls back the curtain to reveal a tub full of murky water with his dead cat floating in it and “Now Look What You’ve Done” written on the wall. Dakota does the whole, “It wasn’t me, it was Charlie” routine again. Rather than heeding the signs and running the fuck away, he just buries the cat in the backyard and continues on.

Jeanne: Dude, drive back to New York already.

Richard: Call Jean Grey.

De Niro asks Dakota if she drowned the cat because he wants to sleep with Elisabeth Shue and then goes on to explain to a distraught Dakota that Charlie needs to understand that Elisabeth Shue isn’t trying to take her dead mom’s place. By this point, Dakota is just shouting “Charlie!” over and over again.

Dakota’s room is covered in creepy drawings of a scary looking stick figure man outlined in black. De Niro asks Dakota about her Marilyn Manson cover art and she tells him that the man is Charlie and that Charlie told her that he could do what Robert De Niro couldn’t: satisfy mommy. Yikes. De Niro finally calls in the big guns and the next scene opens with Jean Grey arriving to their isolated death cottage.

Richard: Oh my God! If Famke Johnson and Elisabeth Shue make out I’m totally buying this movie.

Jean Grey talks to Dakota while Dakota smears whorish makeup over her surviving dolls. She asks her about Charlie, trying to use her psychological prowess to find the root of Dakota’s Elektra Complex. Dakota tells her that she and Charlie play hide and seek. Jeanne wittily cracks that they play hide the salami. Jean Grey, in a moment of total sanity, tells De Niro that she wants to take Dakota back to New York City and put her in an institution. De Niro, of course, ‘cause otherwise the movie would finally fucking end, says no. Jean Grey leaves and with her goes all the hotness from this movie. De Niro sneaks up into Dakota’s room to read her diary. Pervert. But in a turn towards dramedy, Dakota’s diary is empty save for a flipbook in the bottom corner. As De Niro flips the pages, he sees a stick figure effigy of his late wife in a bathtub, stabbing herself and bleeding to death. Emily Strange is a pussy compared to Dakota Fanning.

Jeanne: You could make one and then sell it to goth girls.

De Niro is not thrown by this but maintains his Goldblum-esque monotone. De Niro ends the night with further voyeurism by staring through his neighbor’s windows with a telescope and watching them fighting. He goes over to their house the next day while the creepy husband is away and starts asking the wife about them. He discovers that they had a daughter, about Dakota’s age, who recently died of cancer. For some really fucked up reason the picture of the bald, cancer daughter totally looks like Dakota Fanning.

Another scene begins with De Niro zoning out in his study with his headphones on and then passing out on the couch. Go Dad. During his nap, Elisabeth Shue comes over and sees Dakota. Dakota takes her up to her room and somehow Elisabeth Shue starts playing hide and seek with Charlie. How much you want to bet this goes badly? Elisabeth Shue opens the closet doors and something runs out at her and knocks her out of the second story window. She’s so dead. De Niro wakes up sometime that night and checks on Dakota Fanning. He sees the broken window but there’s no body on the ground. Ooooh…creepy. There’s a knock at the door and it’s the Sheriff. He had found Elisabeth Shue’s car crashed down the road but there’s no body. De Niro says he hasn’t seen her and says he’s sure that Dakota hasn’t either. Dakota lies and says she hasn’t seen her either. Her eyes totally say otherwise. Bad girl.

There’s another 2:06am confrontation and De Niro finds Elisabeth Shue dead in the bathtub this time. He runs over to shake Dakota. Dakota still holds firm to her innocence.

Richard: Maybe he has a split personality and he’s Charlie.

De Niro locks Dakota in her room while he goes off in search of something or other. Dakota, the adorable little juvenile delinquent that she is, picks the lock to her bedroom door and finds the phone. She calls Jean Grey and tells her that her Daddy can’t save her now. I think we have finally reached climax. De Niro freaks out as he realizes that his office isn’t actually unpacked. He opens one box and finds his journal, and his headphones in another. He suddenly remembers that New Year’s Eve party clearly. He saw his wife sneak out of the room and into the arms of another man. Richard has called it: De Niro is actually Charlie.

Chris: I’ve never seen something like this in a movie before. Ever.

De Niro becomes Charlie. The sheriff comes back to the house and De Niro forgets the name of the movie and starts playing Marco Polo with the unsuspecting Sheriff, who didn’t have the foresight to call for backup. De Niro pops out and stabs the Sheriff before turning his attention on Dakota who has become way less fun for Charlie to play with.

Chris: How did Robert De Niro think this was a good career move? Is he just now like, “I’m Robert De Niro, fuck it!”

Jeanne: Maybe he just didn’t have anything else to do. Maybe he was like, “How much am I getting paid? Okay.”

Richard: Maybe he’s just unaware of the existence of Fight Club and Fever and The Machinist.

Chris: And Secret Window.

Richard: Maybe Robert De Niro has another personality that chooses to do these crappy movies.

Jeanne: So this is a documentary?

Jean Grey arrives on the scene.

Richard: Use your psychic powers!

Jeanne: Become the Phoenix.

Richard: Or be that character you were in the James Bond movie where you could kill men with your thighs. Protect yourself with your thighs!

Jeanne: What was her name?

Richard: Lotta…

Jeanne: Lotta…Pussy?

Richard: Something like that, yeah.

Jeanne: It couldn’t be. There was already Pussy Galore. Lotta Snatch would be funny.

Jean Grey totally gets decked but we all know that she will come back to save the day because she is the Phoenix. She takes the gun off of the body of the Sheriff and goes after De Niro who is chasing after Dakota. So exciting. Dakota locks herself in her bedroom but crawls out of the window while De Niro bangs on it with the tip of a giant knife, only barely restrains himself from shouting, “Here’s Johnny!” Dakota, the dumbest little girl in the world, runs for the creepy cave in the woods instead of, oh, the fucking highway or a neighbor’s house. De Niro totally finds her ‘cause what better place is there for a final psychotic showdown than a dark cave. But just in time, Jean Grey appears and distracts De Niro/Charlie from Dakota and then, after a struggle and some stupid moves and much cheerleading by Richard that she should use her thighs she’s able to gain the upper-hand and tells him, “Hide and seek” just before shooting him like five times.

Chris: She should have said “Hide and seek, biaaaatch!!

Richard (regarding De Niro): He reminds me of my boss.

Jeanne: Your boss? Did your boss kill people?

Richard: I don’t think my boss has killed anyone. He touches me a lot.

Later, Dakota is drawing a picture in a nice big house, now living with Jean Grey. Jean Grey is a hot mom. Dakota’s picture shows her and Jean Grey holding hands and carrying colorful flowers. All is well. But then…the camera pans back to reveal that the drawing of Dakota Fanning has two heads! Oh the symbolism! The symbolism! Sequel anyone?

Jeanne: Okay. So on a scale of zero to fucking awful what’s the vote?

Chris: It’s still not as bad as Godsend.

Jeanne: I don’t remember Godsend and I made you watch it.

Richard: It’s still better than Crash!

 

-Chris Wilson, Vampire Hunter

-Jeanne Lopez, Cookie Monster

-Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

 

 

 

Cavedweller

After finally seeing Cavedweller, I have to say that I'm a bit disappointed. To begin with, the DVD itself is kind of a letdown. The cover art is terrible, showing Kyra Sedgwick in the arms of Aidan Quinn, when in the movie he's either beating her or dying... it's like they wanted to make people think it was a romance. Then, despite the back of the DVD case stating that the movie was in widescreen, it's full frame, and not very well panned and scanned either. I for one would've loved to have seen the film in widescreen (also would've been interested to hear director Lisa Cholodenko's commentary on it as it really doesn't feel like one of her movies). I think the fact that it wasn't written by her makes me really appreciate what a wonderful writer she is.

The thing is that I was very much looking forward to seeing Cavedweller, being a fan of Dorothy Allison's work and especially this amazing novel. What I felt when I finished the movie was a sort of "is that all there is?" downer. The screenwriter had previously written a wonderful adaptation of Allison's novel Bastard Out of Carolina for the Angelica Huston directed TV movie, so I really blame it on the fact that there's just no way of fitting the majority of such a huge novel into a 90 minute film. I think that if they'd tried to make it a mini-series instead (Angels in America-ish) it could have been really wonderful. Having said that, there are several good performances in the film—from Kyra Sedgwick (her second performance as a troubled woman named Delia, following Personal Velocity), the always wonderful Jackie Burroughs, Sherilyn Fenn (who I think is due for a Virginia Madsen style comeback) and newcomers Jill Scott (yes, THAT Jill Scott!) and Regan Arnold. It's worth a rental; just don't expect High Art or Laurel Canyon.

- Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

 

BOOKS:

 

     

Jane Fonda: My Life So Far

I was not particularly a fan of Jane Fonda’s before I read this book. Which is not to say that I disliked her. I knew that she had been an actress, Barbarella and Nine to Five and On Golden Pond. I knew that she was a workout guru. I vaguely knew something about her pissing off a lot of people during the Vietnam War. What it comes down to is that I happened to see her speak at a book signing of My Life So Far and was interested enough to pick up the book. The cover blurb from the L.A. Times says, “To hold this book in your hands is to be astonished by how much living can be packed into sixty-plus years.” That says everything.

Fonda opens up completely in this book, detailing her mistakes as well as her moments of glory, her tragedies and her triumphs. Going from being the daughter of the great Henry Fonda, she has become a sex-bomb actress, an outspoken political activist, Oscar-winning icon, exercise empress, media mogul’s wife, mother, grandmother and author. We are reading the story of how all of these pieces were born and put together. This is a compelling story as Fonda is truly awe-inspiring. Her voice is clear, her intentions good, her actions bold. Yes, there are sentences that are a bit hokey, some self-help psychobabble that I don’t particularly go for, and I still don’t understand why she came out of retirement to make something as awful and run-of-the-mill as Monster-In-Law. But we’re talking about a few sentences in 500+ pages of an epic journey. (Yes, I said epic journey. Some lives are like that even if most are just quiet little tales.)

The book is better than any edge-of-your-seat-can’t-stop-reading novel you’ll find and by the time you’ve gotten to the last page you’ll be sorry it has to end. A week later, you’ll find you miss her. I’m not a big reader of non-fiction, but this book would be one of my top five desert island reads, something I know I will read again and again. You don’t have to be a fan, or even know who she is to enjoy this. Just be ready to read about a life that was truly and courageously, lived.

- Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

    

MUSIC:

 

Teddy Geiger - Underage Thinking

Love songs sung by teenagers have a reputation. With bubble gum sweetness they carry tunes of doodled notes, bumper car communication and tragic corsage appeal. That was before Teddy Geiger joined the classroom with his first record Underage Thinking this year. He’s the home-schooled kid you knew was well beyond his years—the one who grew up on something different. The time has come for him to add his local variety to the mainstream, and a refreshing ripple is felt on this collection.

For a handsome near nineteen, Geiger distinguishes his work with a traditional singer-songwriter’s romantic storytelling capacity. You want to hear him tell you everything, inside-out. Tender, knowledgeable and true, his voice is as much a rarity in the world of popular music as his nature seems in today’s culture. Geiger offers a salve to broken hearts and courage to those who’ve waited to take the leap. His words are a brew of the ballots of superlative runners-up, the penned messages cherished in the back of yearbooks.

“For You I Will (Confidence)” is the song receiving most acclaim on national charts; after one listen, it is easy to understand why. Other promising tracks include the groovable “Air Dry,” sonically dense “Gentleman,” and honest treasure “Love is a Marathon.”

Perfect for any season, Teddy Geiger will tug on your heartstrings without you knowing what’s happening. He plays the role of Cupid with you and life, especially precise with his aim in the summer sunshine. Falling in love and running the reel never felt so good.

-Jehan Mondal, Staff Music Writer

 

 

 

Paul Bryan - Handcuff King

Singer/songwriter Paul Bryan has been playing for years, side man to acts like Mark Sandman, Jen Trynin and most recently, bassist for Aimee Mann. On his solo debut, Handcuff King, he steps up to the mic with ten original tunes and a cover of Dylan’s “I’ll Keep It With Mine.” Songs about commitment, forgiveness, longing and loneliness are populated by the jangle of guitar and the pounce of piano keys. In fact, there’s a certain Jon Brion-osity to the self-produced album that I liked a lot.

Other things I like: The piano at the end of “Star Stuff” gave me a dreamy, sort of floating away feeling. The beginning of “I Listen to the Rain” gives me the image of the artist sitting in front of a window, on a rainy night, playing guitar and singing to himself. In fact, a lot of the songs on Handcuff King are cinematic—full of fresh and unexpected imagery, such as the stones in “One For My Head,” and the dark end of the street in “Ghost Town.” However, the standout song has to be “Houdini & Cecilia,” a haunting and beautiful song co-written with Natasha Harris, who collaborates with Bryan throughout the album. It’s sad and gorgeous and without question, a perfect song. Handcuff King turns out to be an unexpected, but quite welcome surprise, a lovely debut from one of the guys who’s usually out of the spotlight.

Artist link: http://www.paulbryan.us. Album available from http://www.cdbaby.com.

-Rick Sayre, Pop-Culture Junkie

 

 

 

Bruce Springsteen – We Shall Overcome: The Seeger Sessions

After a particularly crappy month, filled with more than a dozen of life’s cruel idiosyncratic jokes, I found myself considering, albeit briefly, each of the following options:

1) Killing Myself

2) Going to the self-improvement isle at Barnes & Noble, picking up a book at random, reading it, and then killing myself.

3) Seeking counseling or some other form of therapy worthy of at least five Woody Allen storylines.  

Instead of pursuing any of these obviously fruitful paths, I loaded up the new Bruce Springsteen album into my iPOD, hit repeat and never looked back. To say that one album saved my life would be ridiculous, but if you’ve ever heard a Springsteen album you know that ain't too far from the truth.

The Seeger Sessions is, quite frankly, the sound of being alive. Every song on the album is a potent mix of gospel, hope, folk, bluegrass, idealism and patriotism all loaded into one hell of a good time. From the raucous “Old Dan Tucker” to the righteous “Jacob’s Ladder,” from the hopeful “Oh Mary Don’t You Weep” to the killer “Eyes on the Prize,” Springsteen and his 18-piece Seeger Sessions band bring a lust and passion to these songs that should, by all intensive purposes, be illegal.

The songs on this album were recorded in one take—you can hear Springsteen leading his army on as the record unfolds—and after seeing the Seeger Sessions band in concert at Madison Square Garden late last month I understand why. Bringing thousands of clapping, shouting and weeping New Yorkers to their feet is no small feat; there is simply a spirit of joy and promise that fills the room when these songs are played—I dare you to listen and not be moved.

Artist Link: www.brucespringsteen.net.

-Lily Percy, Editor

 

 

 

Elizabethtown: Volumes I & II

In attempt to be “financially responsible,” whatever the hell that means, I resisted every urge to buy the two volume Elizabethtown soundtracks when they were initially released. But on a recent trip to D.C., and a four hour long car ride through the countryside on a particularly sketchy Chinatown bus, I gave in to the urge that consumed me and bought the soundtracks to one of my favorite film’s last year.

Cameron Crowe is the keeper of my heart, this much is true. If Spike Lee is indeed my favorite director, then Crowe is without a doubt my favorite writer. The man knows how, when and why to pull the tender heartstrings that bind me, and better yet, he knows what songs to play while doing gently doing so. Every image in his films is coupled with an equally perfect song, and Elizabethtown is certainly no exception: From Elton John’s heartbreaking “My Father’s Gun” and the Hollies’ “Jesus was a Cross maker” to Wheat’s “Don’t I Hold You” and Patty Griffin’s haunting version of “Moon River,” these two CD’s encompass enough nostalgia, romance and wanderlust to make even the most ardent homebody want to pack up, plug in and wander the country, Kerouac-style.

-Lily Percy, Editor

 

SPOTLIGHT:

 

John Sayles

“I’ve always felt like I was on the margins. Once upon a time that’s what independent used to mean.” – John Sayles

 

                The word independent, as it applies to film, has been dissected, analyzed and put back together only to be broken down again. It does not always mean low budget. It does not always mean artsy. It does not always mean that a Hollywood company is not involved. Mainly, most would argue, it simply means that the spirit of independence is evident. Essentially any definition one could provide for the independent filmmaker would be a classification that John Sayles fits into. Often making quality movies for a much smaller budget than most sizable productions, Sayles tells stories of real people in important situations. A legendary cinematographer says of Sayles filmmaking approach, “He has something to say about the human condition and about people. You know, he just doesn’t want to be popular and appeal to the lowest common denominator, and I think that’s good.”

                John Sayles was born on September 28, 1950 in Schenectady, New York. After graduating from Williams College in 1972, Sayles shied away from getting involved in the corporate world, preferring instead to be a blue-collar worker. He wrote several short stories in the 1970s, many of which were published in The Atlantic Monthly. Over the next few years he had several works of fiction published, including Union Dues and The Anarchists’ Convention. This led John Sayles to write screenplays for independent movie producer Roger Corman. Scripting several B-movies for Corman’s productions, such as the low budget horror films Piranha (1978) and Alligator (1980) paid Sayles enough money to allow him to make his first feature.

                In 1980 Sayles took the $30,000 he had earned for his screenwriting work and wrote, directed and produced his feature film debut Return of the Secaucus 7. The film was about a reunion of sixties radicals who are now in their thirties. (Many of the film’s fans believe that Lawrence Kasdan’s The Big Chill ripped it off a few years later. However, where The Big Chill’s characters seem to have filtered in with society and moved on with age, the characters in Sayles’ film retain much of the passion in their beliefs that they had at a younger age. There are those who consider The Big Chill to be “Return of the Secaucus 7 light.”)

 

“I think storytelling is the way that human beings try to make sense of the world. So for me, a lot of what I do as a moviemaker is not things I feel I know about already, but things I’m trying to make sense of.” – John Sayles

 

 

                For Sayles’ second picture, he chose the character study of a woman in a small town, confronted with the questions of her own homosexuality. Lianna deals with a sensitive issue, responsibly and without exploitation. Made in 1983, long before gay issues were commonplace in the movies, the telling of this kind of story was far from conventional and not without controversy. One of the merits of the picture is how Sayles approaches the subject in his usual, unapologetic fashion; he does not make it more comfortable for conservative audiences to watch, but also does not try to deliberately shock you.

               

“If storytelling has a positive function it’s to put us in touch with other people’s lives, to help us connect and draw strength or knowledge from people we’ll never meet, to help us see beyond our own experience.” – John Sayles

 

                While doing research for his 1977 novel Union Dues, John Sayles read a great deal about labor history, particularly the coalmines. He said, “The people I read about in the history books and the people I met in the hills of Kentucky and West Virginia had important stories to tell and I wanted to find a way to pass them on.” This led him to tell the story of the Matewan Massacre in his 1987 film Matewan. Taking place in 1920, Matewan looks at the real life mine wars between the coal company and the union workers, which ended in a bloody shoot-out. The film is extraordinary in its storytelling technique and is one of the finest examples of John Sayles ability to create an ensemble, character piece.

                In addition to being about the incident of the massacre itself, Matewan also touches on the subject of non-violent protest. The character of Joe Kenehan (played by the incomparable Chris Cooper) is a pacifist veteran of the First World War, who leads the effort for the West Virginia coal miners to form a union. In the process, Joe teaches them the ideals of affecting change without resorting to violence. Despite the portent of the massacre, Joe’s words are not lost on a young worker who learns not to use a gun as his only form of power.

                The film also has one of the most beautifully human moments in recent motion picture history. At the beginning of the film, the coal miners are separated into three factions: the white-Americans that have always worked the mines, and the “scabs” the company has brought in to replace them, Italian and black men. Eventually, in order to form a true union, all three groups of workers must be involved. Once they are forced from their homes, the workers and their families set up a tent camp in the woods. One night an Italian worker plays a melody on the mandolin, two white-American workers playing the violin and guitar join him, and a black worker playing a harmonica finally joins them. The coming together of their music represents the joining together of their cultures and ultimately, the solidarity of their union.

                Music is something that John Sayles always seems to use masterfully in his films. One clearly gets the sense that music is an important part of his life, as well as his work. In the 1980s, John Sayles directed three music videos for fellow New Jersey resident Bruce Springsteen. After directing the videos for “Glory Days,” “Born in the USA” and “I’m on Fire,” Sayles would go on to use several Springsteen songs in later pictures.

                In 1988 John Sayles made another historical drama, which would prove to be one of his most popular films, Eight Men Out. The story of the 1919 Chicago White Sox, who agreed to take money in exchange for throwing the World Series, is told in a tremendously thought provoking fashion. While Sayles doesn’t necessarily excuse what the players did, he makes the audience identify with them as underpaid workers whose talents are being exploited by greedy, penny-pinching owner Charles Comiskey. Considered to be one of the greatest baseball movies ever made, it is also a complex drama that argues the point: There are two sides to every story.

 

“I always say it’s like hitch-hiking. It may be the third ride or it may be the three-thousandth ride… But you always have to know, not only to be patient, but sometimes don’t get in the car.” – John Sayles on getting a film made.

 

                “John Sayles does it right,” says Richard Dreyfuss, “That’s it, John does it right.” A great many actors have tremendous respect for John Sayles, as well as a desire to work with him. Michael Murphy has said, “Hollywood could take a huge lesson from John. I mean, he’s got a hundred million dollars worth of talent here, because everyone wants to be in his picture.” The Hollywood establishment certainly took notice in 1992, when Sayles and his picture Passion Fish garnered several Academy Award nominations. Again tackling real subjects that feature real people, the film explores the second chances given to a recently paralyzed television star (Mary McDonnell) and her recently rehabilitated, drug addict nurse (Alfre Woodard). The film is also a rarity for American cinema, as it centers on two women, neither of who is playing the role of “the mother, the wife or the whore.”

 

 

“I’m interested in the stuff I do being seen as widely as possible, but I’m not interested enough to lie.” – John Sayles

 

                In 1996, John Sayles made one of his most successful films to date, and like all this other pictures, he did it on his own terms. Lonestar is a murder mystery told against a backdrop of racism, separatism and haunted history. Set in a Texas border town, it is also about interracial relationships, multi-cultural communities, de-mystification of the military and the temperamental relationship between fathers and sons. “I was very aware of borders and the way they can be geographical or manmade,” recalls Sayles. “Within the movie there are lines between people that they choose either to honor or not to honor. It may be this enforced border between Mexico and the United States; it may be one between class, race, ethnicity, or even military rank… When you cross the border and go into some kind of new territory, you don't necessarily have the power that you had on your side of it. I think that's one of the reasons that people like borders—they can say, "South of this line, I'm a big guy, and I run things here." Or it may be as literal as, "This is my land and, if you come on it, I can shoot you."

                John Sayles’ opinion of storytelling being the passing down of our history is echoed throughout the film. Joe Morton’s military officer reconnects with his estranged father through his own son, whom he has also lost touch with. Chris Cooper’s sheriff investigates a murder, which finally tells him who his father really was. The history of the Mexicans, the Native Americans and the white people in Texas, and how their communities have lived together is also examined.

 

“Sometimes the story is really about community and things that are happening to a whole community. One of the things I’m often dealing with is a story in which the audience member can get the big picture while each of the characters is just dealing with their personal drama and is only seeing one little piece of it.” – John Sayles

 

                Sunshine State (2002) is another classically, multi-faceted, John Sayles picture. It deals with the subject of real estate development taking over smaller communities. The second or third generation homeowners and the small, independent businessman are in danger of becoming extinct as they’re forced out by the muscle and wealth of the corporate world. Often times John Sayles humanitarian issues also become political statements.

                “I started thinking about the story for Silver City shortly after the Bush and Gore election,” John Sayles recalls. “So many people in Florida told us the story wasn’t about chads—it was about how many African-American people didn’t get to vote.” John Sayles’ need to voice his opinion led him to make Silver City in 2004. The story of a dim-witted gubernatorial candidate with a vacant expression is not far removed from reality, especially when you consider that the character of Dickie Pilager (played by Chris Cooper) is the son of a successful, wealthy politician, who’s every move seems to generate more wealth for his corporate cronies. The comparison to George W. Bush seems even more obvious when Pilager says things like, “You hear stories about frontier justice… all you needed was a good strong rope and a tree to hang it from.” Again, Sayles makes the film on his own terms, taking a risk by saying what he believes in.

                In a career that spans over twenty-five years, John Sayles has left an indelible impression on film history by telling his honest stories about humanity, and in the process, maintaining his independence.

 

David Sayre

Independent filmmaker, essayist

 

 

John Sayles Director Filmography:

 

Return of the Secaucus 7 (1980)

Lianna (1983)

Baby it’s you (1983)

The Brother from Another Planet (1984)

Matewan (1987)

Eight Men Out (1988)

City of Hope (1991)

Passion Fish (1992)

The Secret of Roan Inish (1994)

Lonestar (1996)

Men with Guns (1997)

Limbo (1999)

Sunshine State (2002)

Casa de los babys (2003)

Silver City (2004)

 

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