Disorder in the court

Raucous, bawdy, sexy, and violent, Queen Margot is history as feverishly overwrought soap opera–history painted in tears, sweat, blood, and semen, with a very broad brush. In telling the tale of the title character, who survived a ghastly royal power struggle that pitted Catholic against Protestant and royal against royal…

Rushes

There’s nobody in American movies like Hong Kong superstar Chow Yun-Fat. Best known stateside as the stoic center of John Woo’s most dizzying action maelstroms (including The Killer and Hard-Boiled), Chow’s antiheroic presence is so alluring that he seems born to play such parts. (It’s been argued that Chow’s good…

Quiet epic

To Live, the latest historical melodrama from Chinese filmmaker Zhang Yimou, isn’t anything like the film I’d been led to anticipate–and that’s good. The trailers playing in art houses across the United States position it as a traditionally sentimental epic about a poor family buffeted by the winds of history;…

Slack time

All movie fans have a filmmaker they latch onto, take to heart, and enthusiastically root for. Their triumphs make you euphoric and their failures make you surly and sad, and once you’re plugged into the thrill of following their careers, the emergence of each new work is simultaneously thrilling and…

Rushes

After several years of talking about it, the Inwood Theater’s parent company, Landmark, has finally decided to sink money into restoring the 48-year-old building. The three-phase renovation process is already under way, with workers busily cleaning and repairing various murals and other artwork. The theater was designed with an aquatic…

Mother lode

It’s not at all surprising that when Susan Sarandon finally edged away from earthy sexpot roles and began embracing characters with maternal streaks, she’d do it with the same warmth, clearheadedness, and street-smart charm she’s displayed throughout her long and fruitful career. In the past six months, she’s played three…

The color of passion

For several years now, I’ve wondered if I simply didn’t get the movies of Krzysztof Kieslowski, the Polish filmmaker who specializes in fare so abstract, obtuse, and overtly symbolic that it’s nearly impossible to read it fully and accurately in one sitting. The first film of his that I sat…

Personal best

Matt Zoller Seitz When H.L. Mencken wrote that criticism is prejudice made plausible, he was onto something. Like music, movies are more often fueled by passion than intellect. They invite, even demand, borderline-irrational gut responses. As a result, it’s always difficult to come up with year-end “Best” lists–especially when you…

Rushes

Though 1994 was an interesting year for local imagesmiths, I bet it won’t hold a candle to 1995. Nearly three dozen independent theatrical features either were shot or commenced shooting in the Dallas-Fort Worth area last year; still more are planned. So consider the following list of faves as the…

B.S. 101

Writer-director John Singleton’s Boyz N the Hood was a triumph of intimate storytelling–an African-American melodrama set in a bullet-riddled South Central Los Angeles populated by believable characters who possessed strong, simple emotions. While watching it, you knew (except during a couple of “message” scenes) that you were in confident directorial…

Love letters

“A good movie can take you out of your dull funk and the hopelessness that so often goes with slipping into a theatre,” writes legendary film critic Pauline Kael in an influential 1969 essay entitled, “Trash, Art, and the Movies.” “If somewhere in the Hollywood entertainment world someone has managed…

Reeling

It was supposed to be a night of good cheer and celebration. Some 50 people associated with the USA Film Festival–board members, staffers, trustees, and assorted supporters and hangers-on–had gathered December 15 at the Highland Park home of trustee Dan Owen for a combination holiday party and board meeting. The…

Beethoven unplugged

In the middle of the public premiere of Ludwig Van Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, “Ode to Joy,” the elderly, decrepit, bitter composer leaves his seat in the audience and wanders onstage as if drawn by a supernatural beacon. He’s remembering an incident of childhood abuse at the hands of his drunken…

Rag trade

It’s quite a compliment to say that an artist’s failures are more interesting than most of his colleagues’ successes. The description certainly applies to Robert Altman, a filmmaker who works so close to his heart and intuitions that even his most ill-conceived films usually show you something startling and fresh…

Natural women

Gillian Armstrong, the director of Little Women, isn’t a daring, kinetic film artist like Martin Scorsese or Peter Jackson or Jane Campion. She’s a storyteller of a purer, less flashy sort–like William Wyler, George Stevens, and other directors from Hollywood’s studio era. Armstrong has faith in the strength of her…

Rushes

The set of the gentle-spirited independent romance Late Bloomers incurred a stroke of bad luck last week, when the director, Julie Dyer, narrowly escaped an attempted mugging in an alley behind an East Dallas house where a wedding scene was being shot. She managed to escape her assailant, who panicked…

Slickness as science

When fans of old Hollywood complain that modern feature films are too darned commercial–that they’ve lost the personality and passion that made films emerging from the old studio system so pleasurable–they are often reminded that there’s no such thing as the Good Old Days. Movies are, and always have been,…

Love and bore

There are two kinds of bad movies: actively bad and passively bad. An actively bad one can prove perversely enjoyable. You sit there gazing up at the screen, marveling at the gap between what the filmmakers believed they were doing and what they’re really giving you. This kind of movie…

Rough cut

Public sentiment in the United States has historically placed public funding for the arts somewhere near the bottom of the list of government priorities, and accordingly, the National Endowment for the Arts (NEA) has been a prime target for congressional trims and cuts. It currently operates on half of its…

Fly paper

Adapted from Michael Crichton’s bestseller about sexual harassment and office intrigue in a high-tech Seattle computer company, Disclosure is a lavishly photographed, smartly acted, superbly directed piece of hooey. Director Barry Levinson, who gave us such upper-middlebrow entertainments as Bugsy and Rainman, and screenwriter Paul Attanasio, whose work for Quiz…

Rushes

Unlike many large, university-heavy urban areas, Dallas-Fort Worth has never hosted an event celebrating the work of young film students. And that’s a shame, because once you wade through the usual undergraduate film program combo platter of angst, dreck, technical incompetence, and brain-numbing cliches (I’m-sad-because-I-just-killed-my-girlfriend movies, all-this-nudity-proves-I’m-a-brave-artist movies, I-just-saw-Reservoir Dogs-and-want-to-have-fun-with-blanks-and-squibs…

Chestnuts and lumps of coal

In their book Merry Christmas, Baby, Dave Marsh and Steve Propes explained the appeal of Christmas music this way: with the diversity of musicians recording Christmas standards over the decades–from Bing Crosby to the Ramones, from Bob Wills to Madonna, from Darlene Love to Run-DMC–“every conceivable emotion found its way…