Notes
From A Festival Junkie ...
Saturday
The
opening weekend of the Toronto Film Festival usually lists toward American movies
abetted by press junkets for upcoming U.S. releases with marquee names sucking
up the ink. While the star quotient was slightly down from past sessions, there
was still sufficient potency thanks to the likes of Dustin Hoffman, Annette
Bening and Kevin Spacey making the rounds. When Charlize Theron
had to bow out owing to a back injury, a publicist for her movie Head in the
Clouds let out a sigh of relief.
Among
the American movies in the spotlight
TELL
THEM WHO YOU ARE
A
profile of iconographic cinematographer Haskell Wexler by his son Mark
is less about the father's staggering filmography than the fractious relationship
between the two men. Within the film industry Wexler Sr.'s is not only considered
a towering talent but one of the prickliest personalities in the industry. His
leftist politics, social activism and creative assertiveness have cost him work
despite two Oscars and a resume that includes In the Heat of the Night, American
Graffiti, Bound for Glory, Matewan and the direction of Medium Cool
and a string of incendiary documentaries.
It's
clear that Mark Wexler conveyed to his father that his hope in doing a
portrait film might heal the wounds of a psychologically brutal upbringing. Outwardly
one can see what caused the scarring effect with the elder Wexler repeatedly brow
beating his son about his choices dramatically and aesthetically. However, he
nonetheless participates and, despite protestations, one comes to believe he to
would like to see a rapprochement.
An
impressive group of filmmakers participated in the exercise and some of the most
insightful comments come from Jane Fonda who also suffered a stern upbringing
from a famous father. Whether the wider issues will connect as occurred with My
Architect is difficult to gauge. Certainly for the film cognoscenti there's a
lot to chew on with brief snatches that are ample reminders of the subjects thorough
going knowledge of craft and facility to turn his technical prowess into art.
KINSEY
The
relationship between fathers and sons also wafts through Kinsey like a
leitmotif. While by no means the focus of the film, it's informative much in the
way that myriad questions asked participants in the initial Kinsey Report coalesced
into a study of sexuality Americans in the 1950s weren't prepared to absorb. The
film isn't so much a time capsule as it is a sly indictment of how little sexual
attitudes and fears have altered despite the passage of close to a half-century.
Friday's
Notes
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by Leonard Klady