Sunday, July 27, 2014

Richard Schickel's "The Stars"


By Lars Trodson

Writer's note: I didn't notice this at the time of publication of this article, but the late Lauren Bacall was not included in the list of stars that Schickel wrote about in the book review that follows. It does not seem to me that this is an egregious omission, because her reputation, as considerable as it may be, is based primarily on her associations rather than her accomplishments (at least in film). She came of age in the glorious Hollywood age, and she was married to a man, Humphrey Bogart, some consider the greatest of all movie stars. When the book was published in 1962, Bacall had already receded from the limelight. She was, in the end, very rarely the focus of the films she appeared in (she was third-billed in 1953's "How To Marry A Millionaire") and by the time she was 50 she was appearing in matronly roles (the widow in John Wayne's final film "The Shootist.") 

But the fact is she could pack a wallop when she needed to. She was beautiful, sexy, smart. We're so bereft of women that hold more than one of those qualities in films today that, even though she made her first cultural impact 70 years ago, her absence will be felt. Who today could hold her own with someone like Bogart? She leaves a pinpoint void that cannot, and won't, be filled. — Lars Trodson

The curious thing about Richard Schickel’s coffeetable book, “The Stars,” is how rueful its tone is; the prose is thick with a kind of melancholy nostalgia for a glittering past that was, at the time the book was published in 1962, not quite yet past at all.

"In a sense, Elizabeth Taylor is a reversion to the super-romantic stars of the silent screen, deliberately out of touch with common mortality," Schickel writes in his portrait of Taylor (who was, incredibly, just 30 years old when the book came out). "If that is true, then there will never be another movie star like her, for the system that produced them and, in its dying hours, produced Elizabeth Taylor, is now gone forever."

I'm not sure this is completely true: We have had a continuing if steadily diminishing stream of movie stars from subsequent generations: Clint Eastwood, Jack Nicholson, Meryl Streep, Tom Hanks, Tom Cruise, George Clooney, Brad Pitt, Jennifer Lawrence and, if they get the scripts, Shailene Woodley and Lupita Nyong'o.

By using the word "system," Schickel was specifically referencing the studio system, but what we can see more clearly today is that it isn't only the system that vanished, but rather the America that either produced ( and welcomed) these extraordinary individuals.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Hitchcock’s 'Notorious:' This Is No American Love Story


By Lars Trodson

Two details tell you that this is going to be a most dangerous game: She’s wearing zebra stripes — a jungle animal, not to be tamed, a bundle of native intelligence and cunning. She’s both sexual predator and prey. Carnal and without a moral or political compass.

As for him, he has no face when he’s introduced. A beauracrat. He also doesn’t have a first name — why would he need one? He’s a blunt-edged tool. His last name, though, is very close, too close, to something that sounds like the devil. He’s Devlin. Or Dev. And he represents the United States. They both represent the United States.

What, exactly, is going on with Hitchcock’s “Notorious?”

Thursday, May 15, 2014

Richard Griffin And The Art Of Staying True To Yourself

Actors Michael Reed, left, and Elyssa Baldassarri with Richard Griffin on the set of "Normal."

By Lars Trodson

Back in 2005, Quentin Tarantino decided he'd make a B-movie with a big budget. He called it "Grindhouse," and it was supposedly an homage to all those drive-in flicks of the 60s and 70s that were made by slightly unhinged characters who had a camera, a little cash and a lot of chutzpah. "Grindhouse" didn't do so well, in part, I suspect, because it didn't feel authentic. It had movie stars (Bruce Willis and Kurt Russell, among others) and, despite the fact that there was considerable effort to make the celluloid look distressed, it never even remotely felt as though the film had been made by outsiders. It was Hollywood all the way.

Even the films that seemingly fit the bill of an old grindhouse picture — such as the first "Hostel" movie by Eli Roth, or some of the other torture porn pictures — all had the patina of having been made by college- or film-school educated pranksters who were looking to get their break into the big show. This was a departure from real grindhouse roots. The old school pioneers of the grindhouse — whether it was Russ Meyer or Herschel Gordon Lewis — never had any real desire to move into the mainstream. They wanted to make movies their own way, which, in the end, is the purest form of integrity there is.

Welcome, then, to the world of Richard Griffin, co-founder of Scorpio Films Releasing, and a man who is proudly on the outside, doing it his way, and with no real desire to get asked to the Hollywood dance.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Where Does It Hurt?

How "Mad Men" avoids the dark side



By Lars Trodson

As I finished watching the most recent full season of Mad Men, something was nagging at me (outside the feeling of déjà vu I was beginning to have about some of the plotlines).

I was beginning to realize just how little most of the wreckage caused by the characters’ deliberate actions actually seems to hurt. I remembered, late in the fifth season, Don goes to a seedy bar and has a brief conversation with a burnt-out preacher who reminds him of his own terrible past. The next thing we know, Don is in jail, and then right after that we see him pouring his booze out in the kitchen sink.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Three Ideas to Save the Short Film from Obscurity (and Meaninglessness)


By Lars Trodson

Quick! Name the five most beloved short films in history.

Tasking myself with my own question, I came up with two: “The Red Balloon” and “Winnie The Pooh and the Blustery Day.” (If that’s even the right title.) I’m sure there are some revered avant garde films that I’m forgetting (the Bunuel/Dali film, Un Chien Andalou,” I suppose), but they are probably more respected than loved.

So. What is the state of the short film today? One could argue that it is thriving. In 2013, a record 8,102 short films were submitted to the Sundance Film Festival. The Cannes Film Festival has hosted, since 1998, its Cinéfondation, which is dedicated to short and medium length films and is designed to support the next generation of filmmakers.

Every film festival on the planet has a short film program, and of course there is a plethora of events dedicated exclusively to the art of short filmmaking. In the last decade or so, short film anthologies (Oscar winners, for example) have been issued on DVD, and there are uncountable numbers of obscure and well-known shorts available on YouTube and other online formats.

So why does it feel like short films don’t matter? Rarely does a short film enter the public discussion.

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

What Do John Wayne, Paul McCartney and Andy Williams Have in Common?

Everyone remembers the tagteam of Bing Crosby and David Bowie, but even stranger is the mashup of John Wayne, Andy Williams and Paul McCartney. We unearthed this gem while doing some research. Two things of note: John Wayne's "joke" about his Japanese gardener, which is about as racist as you can get, and the fact Paul McCartney and his wife Linda were sitting in the nosebleed seats. Take a look:


— Lars Trodson

Sunday, March 2, 2014

The Very Worst Oscar Snub (It's Not What You Think)


By Lars Trodson


For me, it’s not the fact that Alfred Hitchcock’s “Psycho” was not nominated for Best Picture because, for one, it was never going to win. Billy Wilder’s “The Apartment” deservedly took home the statuette that year, so it’s only mildly irritating that the grandaddy of all slasher films didn’t get the nod. I can live with that.

But there are two greater “Psycho” injustices, and they are the two worst Oscar decisions in its 85 years. When you realize that “Psycho” was dissed in both the editing and music categories, you begin to realize what a significant oversight this was.