Ridley Scott’s White Squall

Ridley Scott

White Squall movie poster

 

By 1996, Rid­ley Scott had worked in almost every typ­i­cal fea­ture film genre: most notably his­tor­i­cal drama (The Duel­lists — read The Dork Report review, 1492), sci­ence fic­tion (Alien, Blade Run­ner), and police thrillers (Some­one to Watch Over Me — read The Dork Report review, Black Rain — read The Dork Report review). But White Squall strad­dles sev­eral gen­res, some­times all at once: coming-of-age melo­drama, adven­ture, court­room drama, and dis­as­ter on the high seas (like later peers Titanic and The Per­fect Storm).

White SquallThe Alba­tross boys enact The Lord of the Thighs (and torsos)

Aside from the rare excep­tion of the fan­tasy Leg­end (read The Dork Report review), Scott’s films are always about adults. But White Squall fea­tures teenage char­ac­ters and is rel­a­tively mild in terms of vio­lence, pro­fan­ity, and sex (no bloody gun­play or slimy extrater­res­tri­als here). The fre­quently shirt­less young male cast, includ­ing star-to-be Ryan Phillippe, pro­vided lots of beef­cake that prob­a­bly attracted a large teenage girl audi­ence at the time. But the core of the story is still about male bond­ing, duty, and honor, plac­ing it some­what out­side the bounds of a chick flick.

It’s also unusual in Scott’s oeu­vre for being based on actual events. The screen­play by Todd Robin­son is based on the non­fic­tion book The Last Voy­age of the Alba­tross by Charles Gieg Jr. and Felix Sut­ton. In the 1950s, Cap­tain Christo­pher “Skip­per” Shel­don (Jeff Bridges) and his wife Alice (Car­o­line Goodall), a doc­tor, ran a series of boat­ing excur­sions on the Caribbean Seas for young men. The trips, for school credit, pro­vided a kind of high seas lib­eral edu­ca­tion focus­ing on self-reliance, team­work, and lit­er­a­ture. An onboard Eng­lish Lit­er­a­ture teacher (John Sav­age, who resem­bles Rid­ley Scott) was always on hand to be gen­er­ally annoy­ing and pompously spout quo­ta­tions. Unbe­knownst to the boys’ par­ents, Sheldon’s con­cept of lib­eral edu­ca­tion also included shore leave with abun­dant alco­hol and the oppor­tu­nity to meet hot young female exchange stu­dents the boys would never have to see again. This was a quaint time when sex­u­ally trans­mit­ted dis­eases were more of a rite of grow­ing up than a life-threatening risk.

Jeff Bridges in White SquallJeff Bridges pleads, “This aggres­sion will not stand, man!” Alter­nately, the mast really held the boat together.

The phys­i­cal task of oper­at­ing the boat could be seri­ously dan­ger­ous, but one par­tic­u­lar trip in 1960 became espe­cially so in more ways than one. The Cuban Mis­sile Cri­sis erupted while they were out to sea, and they were boarded by mil­i­tant Cubans. After a nar­row escape allowed as much by chance as by Sheldon’s quick think­ing, they encounter an even big­ger prob­lem: deal­ing with a spoiled rich kid (I can’t fig­ure out the actor’s name, but he looks for all the world just like Cil­lian Mur­phy). The seem­ingly cursed voy­age ends in a myth­i­cal “white squall,” a freak weather event in which a sud­den wind­storm appears with­out the tra­di­tional warn­ing signs such as dark clouds. The voy­age ends in utter tragedy, and segues into a court­room drama bogged down in lame speechifying.

The end titles reveal that Shel­don over­came his per­sonal grief and pro­fes­sional dis­credit to become the first Peace Corps Direc­tor in Latin Amer­ica, before dying in 2002 (read The New York Times obit).


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The Big Lebowski

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In 1998, when all the world wanted from Joel Coen and Ethan Coen was another Fargo, they got The Big Lebowski instead. The Coens recently repeated this trick by fol­low­ing up another mas­ter­piece, No Coun­try for Old Men, with the happy-go-lucky Burn After Read­ing. The Dork Report won­ders if this com­pul­sion is by design or if the Coens just can’t help themselves.

Viewed with some puz­zle­ment upon release, The Big Lebowski is now the sub­ject of pop art, annual con­ven­tions, and action fig­ures. The far­ci­cal film noir is ulti­mately an extended “wrong man accused” pas­tiche in the spirit of Alfred Hitch­cock and Ray­mond Chan­dler, but The Coen Broth­ers infuse it with their trade­mark anar­chic spirit and pop­u­late it with char­ac­ters with low (or oth­er­wise chem­i­cally impaired) I.Q.

big_lebowski1.jpgWe don’t roll on Shabbos

The film’s 10th anniver­sary was recently cel­e­brated in a Rolling Stone fea­ture arti­cle, The Decade of the Dude by Andy Greene. John Good­man, Julianne Moore, Steve Buscemi, and Sam Elliott reveal a wealth of anec­dotes and all seem gen­uinely delighted at the film’s cult sta­tus. Good­man, how­ever, alludes to hav­ing had a kind of falling out with the Coens after Oh Brother Where Art Thou. The arti­cle also states that The Coen Broth­ers decline to dis­cuss the The Big Lebowski at all any­more, for unspec­i­fied rea­sons. How­ever, the DVD edi­tion screened by The Dork Report includes the orig­i­nal 1998 con­tem­po­rary elec­tronic press kit includ­ing an inter­view with the Coen Broth­ers in which they gamely dis­cuss the pro­duc­tion (Joel is cred­ited as direc­tor and Ethan as writer, but in truth they have always shared the duties equally). The DVD also pro­vides a peek at cin­e­matog­ra­pher Roger Deakins’ spec­tac­u­lar fan­tasy sequences and unique bowl­ing footage actu­al­ized with a motor­ized cam­era capa­ble of run­ning up to 20 M.P.H.

Jeff Bridges reveals the extent of his actorly craft in prepar­ing for each scene: he would sim­ply ask The Coens, “Did the Dude burn one on the way over?” Most often, the answer was yes, so he would rub his eyes to approx­i­mate the degree of red­ness appro­pri­ate, and pro­ceed. The Dude copes with the tri­als and tribu­la­tions of life with the motto “The Dude abides,” but the cir­cum­stances in which he finds him­self dur­ing this mis­ad­ven­ture leave him less in a state of zen than one of para­noia. No doubt a life­time of pot abuse has harshed his mel­low somewhat.

big_lebowski2.jpgYou don’t &$%# with the Jesus!

Despite hav­ing only barely more than a cameo appear­ance, John Tur­turro nearly steals the movie with the unfor­get­table char­ac­ter Jesus Quin­tana (that’s “Jesus” with a hard “J”), a sex­ual preda­tor and cock­sure bowler. The Coens speak about want­ing to write a Latino char­ac­ter for Tur­turro, but where did the rest of his out­ra­geous char­ac­ter­i­za­tion come from? Did they just wind Tur­turro up and let him go? Other notable cameos include David Thewlis (Naked, Harry Pot­ter) as a gig­gling asso­ciate of Maude (Moore), and musi­cians Aimee Mann and Flea as hap­less nihilists.


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Iron Man — Movie Review

Iron Man

 

Jon Favreau’s Iron Man finds just the right tone, some­where between Spider-Man’s emo­tional melo­drama and Batman’s grim vengeance. This Dork Reporter, a for­mer lover of comic books (that stopped keep­ing up with them partly out of fru­gal­ity, and partly lack of brain band­width), sees two high water marks in the recent surge of superhero-themed Hol­ly­wood fea­ture films:

Sam Raimi’s first two Spider-Man movies cap­tured the key themes that made Spider-Man such a pop­u­lar and last­ing char­ac­ter in the first place (seri­ously, find me a kid in the English-speaking world who does not know all about Spider-Man). The comic book on its sim­plest level was a para­ble of the some­times unwel­come changes that come with ado­les­cence. But also key to Peter Parker’s teen psy­che was his con­stant nego­ti­a­tion between his own hap­pi­ness and his respon­si­bil­i­ties towards friends, fam­ily, and soci­ety. Please, let’s not dis­cuss the painfully awful Spider-Man 3; the bit­ter wounds of dis­ap­point­ment are still raw, ooz­ing, and infected.

The other comic book super­hero fran­chise to trans­late well to the screen in recent years is, of course, Bat­man. Helmed by such mature, seri­ous artists as direc­tor Christo­pher Nolan and actor Chris­t­ian Bale, Bat­man Begins per­haps could not help turn­ing out so well. The comic book char­ac­ter was orig­i­nally con­ceived as a dark avenger in the 1930s, became a camp com­edy icon in the 60s, then reverted back to form in the 70s. The char­ac­ter fol­lowed a par­al­lel arc in his movie incar­na­tions: Tim Burton’s Bat­man films are dark and weirdly won­der­ful, Joel Schumacher’s are tacky and cheesy, and now Christo­pher Nolan has restored the fran­chise back to its gothic roots. Note that Heath Ledger as the Joker in the upcom­ing Bat­man: The Dark Knight doesn’t actu­ally smile!

Iron ManTalk to the… nah, that’s too easy

Iron Man was heav­ily mar­keted as Robert Downey Jr.‘s redemp­tion after decades of louche behav­ior led to him becom­ing unhirable (or more accu­rately, unin­sur­able). Was Downey per­fectly cast, or was the role tai­lored to suit him? If any­thing, from what lit­tle I know of the comics, the film­mak­ers may have toned Iron Man alter-ego Tony Stark down. Stark’s dis­tin­guish­ing char­ac­ter­is­tic was his bum ticker (dis­abil­ity being a com­mon Mar­vel Comics theme, take for exam­ple the blind Dare­devil), but he was also famously an alco­holic prick. Do you think, per­haps, there’s a metaphor to be found in the char­ac­ter of a soul­less arms dealer who loses his lit­eral heart but finds his con­science? Hmmm…

Iron ManDjay da Pimp, Viola De Lesseps, Char­lie Chap­lin, and The Dude star in Iron Man

Jeff Bridges totally rocks a bald pâté, and bless­edly under­plays his role as chief bad­die Oba­diah Stane. He’s the mel­low voice of rea­son, sound­ing for all the world like The Dude with an M.B.A. That is, until he raises his voice for the first time, and the good times are over, man. Unfor­tu­nately, Gwyneth Pal­trow (as the allit­er­a­tive Pep­per Potts) and Ter­rence Howard (Jim Rhodes) don’t fare as well. Pal­trow, with lit­tle expe­ri­ence in the sci-fi effects block­buster genre, is hys­ter­i­cally uncon­vinc­ing at run­ning away from fire­balls in high heels (“But, Har­vey said I don’t have to run from fire­balls!” you can imag­ine her pout­ing). Howard is just plain bor­ing, with lit­tle to say or do.

Iron Man is quite enjoy­able, pro­vided you try to ignore the rather con­ser­v­a­tive gung-ho atti­tude toward the war on ter­ror. It only dis­ap­points at the very end, when it devolves into a CG rock ‘em sock ‘em robot bat­tle. It was inevitable accord­ing to the genre, and the nat­ural tra­jec­tory of the plot, but still…


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King Kong (1976)

King Kong 1976 movie poster

 

About the only sav­ing graces of this piece of gorilla dung are: A) Jes­sica Lange actu­ally does a pretty good Mar­i­lyn Mon­roe, and B) See­ing the movie now pro­vides some unin­ten­tional emo­tional oomph: Kong is actu­ally drawn into Man­hat­tan by the pri­mal lure of the World Trade Center.

Whose idea was it for Kong to walk upright? Would it have been too much work for the guy in the suit to hunch over and drag his knuck­les a lit­tle? And he throws like a girl.