DAY
SIX/SEVEN
Things
were looking up on Wednesday, as I got to see three really compelling films in
one day with barely a distributor among them. One, John Turturros
Romance & Cigarettes, which Sony has no current plan to release, I reviewed
earlier. (Another United Artists creation, Art School Confidential, has
now been added to the Sony Classics line-up. And Capote, of course, will
be released by Sony Classics this fall with serious Oscar hopes.)
The
day started with Le Temps Qui Reste (Time To Leave), the latest from Francois
Ozon, which played at Cannes and fell to Strand Releasing (with due respect
to Strand) even though Ozon is one of the worlds top directors and here
delivered a movie of great insight and passion. In fact, as I was watching, it
occurred to me that this film, which is also very light on dialogue and overt
expression, has the kind of emotional richness that I feel Brokeback Mountain
fails to achieve.
Time
To Leave is the story of a 30 year old fashion photographer who finds out
early in the film that he is likely to die of cancer. The film captures his slow
journey to the acceptance of his fate. Who does he tell? How can he tell them?
What choices does he have? Why him?
For
me, this film was a relentlessly honest examination of this experience. It is
not definitive by any means... as all stories of choices are not. But each step
rings true. The performances, as in all Ozon movies, are passionate, but realistic.
Interestingly, Ozon and cinematographer Jeanne Lapoirie shoot many of their
close-ups with light more similar to fashion photo shoots than we usually see
at the movies. Eyes pop and skin shines the ways they do in glossy ads. But as
lustrous as that is, when the lead, played by Melvil Poupaud, meets his
grandmother, played by Jeanne Moreau, there is not a movement wasted...
not a false step... yet it is fascinating even to watch Moreau walk away from
the scene.
How
does this human heart react to the challenge of a sudden and definitive change
in your expectations of the world? Time To Leave takes the time to reflect
as so many of historys great French films have. It is among the least tricky
of Ozons films, which also makes it one of the best.
My
evening closed with a wonderful film from L.I.E. director Michael Cuesta
called Twelve and Holding. I had no real sense of what I was about to see,
other than that the film had some heat among buyers. What it turned out to be
was the coming-of-twelve story of three close friends, two boys and a girl. Each
kid has their own distinct arc. And telling you much more about any of the three
arcs would remove the element of surprise, which is so much a part of enjoying
this film.
What
I will tell you is that one of the kids has a Harvey Wine Stain on
his left cheek that challenges him to feel normal. The girl of the group gets
her first period at the start of the film and quickly starts to aspire to full-blown
womanhood. And the third kid is overweight, but available to fate making its presence
known.
Each
of the stories is a little shocking, a bit politically incorrect, not nearly as
harsh as a film like Thirteen, and full of humor and laughs to go with
some real pre-teen drama. This movie is destined, although R rated, to be a cult
classic for teens. These are not just kids struggling with social standing and
school bullies. This movie pushes the envelope wide open with stories that could,
with minor adjustments, be the very real problems of adulthood.
For
me, among non-major-studio movies, these two have been my best of the fest so
far. Powerful, intimate and unrelentingly human... what more could I ask?
by
David Poland