A couple days ago, Adam Jahnke (a columnist for The Digital Bits) wrote about what is really driving him nuts about Blu-ray, a format he feels like he should love but simply can't. I've recently touched on this during the Let the Right One In subtitle brouhaha, wondering aloud why people should have to acquire new physical software to change something so simple, technologically speaking, as new subtitles. I'd go a step further and say what a number of people already say amongst themselves: how many Blu-ray users have their players connected to the internet in the first place?
Gamers with Playstation 3's certainly, and some home theater enthusiasts might, but isn't the rest of the population only just getting comfortable with the idea of WiFi? As it stands, with looming broadband access caps from at least Time Warner, is BD-Live already dead? There's yet to be a BD-Live killer app, and if it will now cost a premium to have the kind of pipe taken for granted by the format, there may never be.
The real solution that consumers would be behind is some sort of Magic Box. It would allow them to rent and watch movies instantly, record live TV, access various streaming services (Hulu/YouTube/etc.) to catch up on shows, and finally, watch DVD-style supplemental features all in one place. You could always buy physical copies that are higher quality than you could ever download, but as for most sides of the TV-bound media-watching experience, consumers want some serious consolidation, and not for an insane premium.
Frankly, many are already doing a lot of this with home theater-connected computers, but again, the bandwidth caps being put in place are bringing all this proliferation to a screeching halt. The conversation is less about whether physical or download media will win, but whether either will survive very well.
I've run close to off-topic, but here's what I'm getting at: Blu-ray's calling card with BD-Live was that it was supposed to remove the need for hooking a computer up to the TV, and even though it's not living up to that promise (never could), there are no alternatives thanks to limitations being imposed elsewhere. In this era of endless digital possibility, nothing is yet living up. Don't get me started on Blu-ray releases lacking key things in first releases (supplements, lossless video or audio). I love Blu-ray but it drives me nuts almost as often.
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Magnet Triple Feature
Standout specialty distributor Magnet (a subsidiary of Magnolia) has knocked out four strong home video releases in the last two weeks. Timecrimes (reviewed here), Special, and Donkey Punch are all part of their 6-Shooter Film Series, kicked off on home video by Let the Right One In, one of my favorites of last year.



Buy/Rent/Gives You Nightmares
Special is about more than a guy who wishes he were a superhero, it's focused on the social tragedy faced by many who eventually realize they aren't ever going to be significant to the world at large. Donkey Punch follows the over-privileged hipster characters you often get in slasher movies and makes them unsympathetic to the point you just want them all to die in a fire. Shuttle takes a thoroughly dislikable thriller premise and makes you wonder why it's so difficult to look away.
These are not your typical genre movies, nor would any one person necessarily like all of them. I personally wouldn't watch the Shuttle ever again, and I only watched Donkey Punch again for the purpose of the commentary.
Special
This is a better way to spend $20 on a movie this weekend than other options you have.
Michael Rappaport plays a shy, humble guy whose brain gets fried by experimental confidence-altering drugs. He's a transit cop who writes people tickets for a living but finds himself chickening out more often than he should out of sympathy. When he takes these pills, he believes he has superpowers.

Michael Rappaport as Les Franken
He's into comic books and superheroes and wishes he were one. The movie was completed in 2004, but is only now coming to home video after a rather nonexistent release otherwise. It's a shame, because it's a better film covering similar subject matter than Observe and Report.
O&R's Ronnie Barnhardt starts out nuts, thinks he already is a superhero and then stops taking his pills. Franken wishes he could help protect the public, takes some pills, starts hallucinating that he has superpowers, and goes nuts. Many have gone for O&R, but I feel that's mainly because they're amazed that a Warner Bros. wide release would be that unapologetically uncouth, not because they can really say they enjoy most of what happens on-screen.
This is the best acting work anyone has seen from Michael Rappaport. When you give someone with talent good material, it always works. The challenge is then getting it seen. Buy it, rent it, or borrow it. It's only 81 minutes long.
Gag Reel
Here you've got Rappaport and others screwing up takes and saying "fuck" a lot for a few minutes.
HDNET: a Look at Special
A bumper promo for HDNET's airing of Special. Shorter and less info than the HBO First Look featurettes.
Donkey Punch
Three girls from Leeds go on holiday in Mallorca (Spain, for Americans who don't have maps). They meet some sailor boys, go for a ride on the fancy yacht they crew on, take some drugs, and get into a lot of trouble.
The title refers to an urban legend sex act wherein a man taking a woman from behind punches her in the back of the neck on the verge of orgasm to cause an involuntary muscle flex. I reviewed the movie back at Fantastic Fest. It's well-acted, well-crafted survival horror on a boat where you hate all the characters onscreen. Not worth watching twice for me. I listened to the commentary while I cleaned my living room.
Deleted Scenes (12:42)
Prior to each bit, you get something not often seen in Deleted reels: a concise explanation of where the footage was cut from. DVD producers, this is a good idea.
Audio Commentary
Director Oliver Blackburn and producer Angus Lamont spend a lot of time talking about how female-empowering the script was (which I don't agree with) and how tight the shoot was thanks to setting it on a luxury yacht.
Cast Interviews (28:19)
The actors talking about how they got involved, got cast, and thought of the script (surprise, they all loved it). They spilt these into three groups: two sets of the guys and then all three girls at once. You can Play All or watch individually.
Interview with Olly Blackburn (13:56)
The director talks about casting, writing, and production.
The Making Of Donkey Punch (17:09)
Recycling a bit of what's said elsewhere, you see some behind the scenes stuff.
Shuttle
Two girls return from vacation in Mexico. They get on the absolutely worst shuttle they could have chosen. The guy driving the bus takes the girls and other passengers anywhere but where they expected. The premise sounds like Saw: Road Trip Edition, and it sort of is. This is the kind of movie I can't bring myself to say I enjoyed, but i must admit it's more intelligently plotted and shot than a lot of stuff I've seen lately. It makes you wonder who you should really trust, or rather, why you should trust anyone.
Behind the Scenes (5:00)
A few of the actors and production staff talk about the movie, intercut with behind the scenes footage.
Casting Sessions (24:00)
An audition tape is probably the last thing actors want to see on DVDs of movies they've done. Something aspiring actors may want to take a look at.
Deleted Scenes (4:00)
A short selection of extended bits of existing scenes. Not much here.
Last Thoughts
Video and audio on all three releases is par for the course when it comes to DVD. Would Blu-ray make any of them look phenomenally better? Probably not, but it'd be nice to see Blu upgrades for these title down the line.
If I'm left wanting, it's that there was so little attention to extras on Special. That's it? No commentary? No substantive making-of or behind the scenes? Of these three movies, this is the one that screams for some look at the story of bringing it to the screen.
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad this movie is even on DVD, but we all know we are very unlikely to see a double dip on this release. If you watch the movie and feel the same, just repeat this mantra: "the movie is the special feature" (no pun was intended until I finished typing).
I don't believe it's possible to objectively review movies. It's like objectively reviewing food. "For those who like eggplant, it's a delight!" I've made it clear that based on my personal tastes, I'd buy Special and skip the other two; however, others may only watch Special once and love introducing friends to the perils of taking paid transportation in Shuttle. All three are well-made, but they are most palatable to very particular tastes.
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Michael Rappaport as Les Franken
In a Dream opens limited today
SXSW08 favorite and shortlist contender for this past year's Academy Award for Best Feature Documentary In a Dream (reviewed here) opens today at the Cinema Village in NYC. Buy tickets here, because you must see this theatrically if you have the opportunity.

Isaiah and Julia Zagar
An excerpt from my review last March:
"Jeremiah's film charts his family history beginning with his father's relationship with his mother Julia, proceeding to pick up characters as we go and constantly touching back on the past and completing the detail work around the whole picture. The symbiotic joys and pressures of maintaining the family Isaiah and Julia built frame the film, always centered around the destructive elements of their life together repairing and reconstructing it through all the crises they face. The film picks up in real-time at a decisive moment when that capacity to rebuild comes into question."
Showtimes (daily 4/10-4/16):
12:50p, 2:30p, 4:20p, 6:15p, 8:00p, 10:00p
Director Jeremiah Zagar will appear with his parents (subjects from the film) at the 8pm and 10pm shows tonight, 4/10.
Jeremiah will appear on his own at the 8pm and 10pm shows on Saturday and the 4:20pm and 6:15pm shows on Sunday.
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Isaiah and Julia Zagar
Van Sant doing Electric Kool-Aid?
Shawn Levy caught the following on Gus Van Sant's Twitter page before it disappeared:
"My next film is Dustin Lance Black's adaptation of Tom Wolfe's "The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test". It's going to be really funny."
On the one hand, I wonder if that's actually Gus Van Sant, but the fact the post got removed makes me wonder...
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Star Trek: Essence of '77
I wasn't born until 1983, so I've only heard stories from friends and their parents about the summer of '77. You didn't have to be a "geek" or a "nerd" or a five year old who loves CG to go see Star Wars.

Star Trek star Leonard Nimoy
Star Trek world premiere, Alamo Drafthouse, Austin, Texas, Leonard Nimoy in attendance, April 6, 2009. Images by David Hill, copyright 2009
From what I understand, the entire population of the United States saw it a hundred times and everyone owned a copy of Frampton Comes Alive! in those days. When I think of what I saw last night, I recall all those stories about how people kept going back to see Star Wars over and over again in '77.
With the help of a highly gifted and disciplined writing team, JJ Abrams has done what many considered impossible: he has truly opened Star Trek up to the masses. You don't need any sort of track record with Trek to jump on, have a hell of a time, and want to go again. They've gone one step further and created something that even the most die-hard fans can respect and roll with, much to the surprise of some.
I thought that I was taking my wife to a screening of Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan where we were also seeing 10 minutes of the new movie. When we arrived at the Alamo Drafthouse South Lamar, there was a security task force the size of which I'd never seen for one of these things. It looked like 12-20 people in suits ready to give us a thorough "wanding" before we went in.
I wanted to dismiss it as a reaction to the Wolverine leak. Friends told me "oh, I've seen that many before," but something was off. Another friend floated the idea we were unwittingly watching the new one, which others of us had thought as well. "Five weeks early? No way," said a friend. Thinking like a former publicity guy, I said, "how much more loyal of an audience could you get than people who'd come out at 10pm on a Monday night to watch Star Trek II?"
They could have shown this new Star Trek to a room full of the people who spent $72 million seeing Fast & Furious this past weekend and the reaction would've been just as huge. Different in nuance, but just as big.

Tim League
Star Trek world premiere, Alamo Drafthouse, Austin, Texas, Leonard Nimoy in attendance, April 6, 2009. Images by David Hill, copyright 2009
Alamo Drafthouse founder Tim League started us off as our emcee, nearly foaming at the mouth when talking about what he would do if anyone threatened the Alamo's piracy-free perfect record. He introduced Harry Knowles, who further amped up the crowd for what even he thought was going to be Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan. Then, the cat's tail poked out of the bag when he introduced Damon Lindelof, Roberto Orci, and Alex Kurtzman. All three are producers on the film (the latter two wrote it) and they "wanted to be here in Austin instead of Australia." Really?
Star Trek II started up. In a scene taken from many a Butt-Numb-a-Thon, the movie ran out of frame and burned out. Tim asked the Producers Three to take the mic and improvise while he figured out what was going on. A couple jokes about Lost later, and a gentleman with an unmistakeable silhouette slightly disguised by a coat and hat walked up carrying a film can. It was only Leonard Nimoy, who had a bit of fun with us and then announced that we were attending the film's true world premiere. Whoever organized this event deserves a raise.
Then we jumped right in to the new movie.
It opens on intense action with a score that resembles Terminator 2 more than space opera. Also missing are the long, dreamy titles over space used in previous installments. I could go on listing things that have been changed for the better, but I'd be typing until the movie opens. Suffice to say, the beast has gone through a complete transformation, and absolutely for the better. It had to change to survive. What's resulted is rooted in what the fans love, and celebrates it without trying too hard to live up to what some spent decades constructing and yet others have spent decades worshipping devoutly.
To use the source material but effectively start from scratch, the writers employed the plot device that has always done well by Trek: time travel. Time-traveling bad guys change the flow of history to the point that none of the established characters are the same as they once were. Different people than you remember live, love, and die. There's a marked lack of exposition for a long while. Then, Orci & Kurtzman get said what they need said and move on.
Bruce Greenwood grounds the movie early on in a scene with Kirk at a bar. Chris Pine puts his own spin on Kirk that faithfully captures what hotshots like him are all about at that age. There have always been smart, capable guys who do stupid things for the hell of it, wanting a direction for their life to drop out of the sky. Karl Urban "plays Southern" as Dr. McCoy more authentically than any European or Australian who's tried in recent memory. Simon Pegg steals each scene he's in where he opens his mouth, which is to say...every scene in which he appears. Everyone else is great, but I don't want to go on forever here. The Enterprise crew all do impulsive, stupid things, but that's what that age is like, isn't it? I'll add that Anton Yelchin is fine as Chekhov. Don't let early reports from footage screenings convince you his pronunciation "gag" ruins things. He plays it straight, and it worked for me as a speech impediment of some sort.
Star Trek has never been this visually dynamic. The camera work is full of lens flares, reflections, and focus effects that really sell the atmosphere as being less steady and...overly-tidy than before. You also have a more nuts n' bolts, gaskets n' pipes styled Enterprise, where the ship feels like a labyrinthine submarine merged with an aircraft carrier. The mixture of practical and CG alien and creature effects are also fantastic, with all kinds of new stuff never seen before in the franchise in terms of design or quality.
Star Trek is an unrelenting, slam-bang naval war movie that rarely catches its own breath, even to hold for laughs. Shades of swashbucklers and submarine thrillers alike are all over the storytelling and smash-bam-kaboom stuff going on throughout. It's packed to the gills with plenty sure to thrill people looking for escapist heroism with a healthy dose of optimism. There's plenty of room for interpretation for those who want to look for some allegory that is or isn't intended. The key is that Abrams and his team have bottled that '77 stuff of legend.
Looking at the rest of the summer slate, Star Trek is going to own the return business crown. They're opening at the beginning of the summer and they'll have legs even after other releases come out big and then subsequently drop off just as big. That doesn't even take into account the underperformers that fizzle every summer. The smartest move Paramount has made in recent memory (no offense intended) is pushing this back from Christmas 2008.
Here's Alamo's blog entry on the event.
Cole from Film School Rejects has never watched any Trek of any sort and loved it.
Rodney Perkins chimes in with a brief but decisive opinion. The fan community has nothing to worry about either.
Back with more later in the day. I have to grab some shut-eye.
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Star Trek star Leonard Nimoy
Star Trek world premiere, Alamo Drafthouse, Austin, Texas, Leonard Nimoy in attendance, April 6, 2009. Images by David Hill, copyright 2009

Tim League
Star Trek world premiere, Alamo Drafthouse, Austin, Texas, Leonard Nimoy in attendance, April 6, 2009. Images by David Hill, copyright 2009

Reconfiguration
I'm taking a break from my massive backlog of SXSW writeups and reviews to do some housekeeping.
You'll notice Elsewhere Digital has disappeared from the site. It's actually just been re-shuffled under Arthouse Cowboy for a couple of reasons: it would just sit there between reviews, and the format was a bit too rigid and "old media" in the first place.
Just by its nature, having a dedicated DVD column has the baggage of being locked into just reviews. I can and should do a lot more with it than that. The Digital column/feature is not getting a blurb-ridden rundown of every single thing coming out each Tuesday; however, I am doing a summation of what's coming out that piques my interest, regardless of how long down the line I end up getting a copy completely digested.
Reviews are also going to be a bit different, where some titles are grouped together, others are quick and dirty, and some will be given deluxe attention and the distinction of being a Top Shelf Disc. Criterion has their Collection, but everyone has their premium shelf of the discs they love, revisit, and find an excuse to stay in and re-watch.
Coming up this week are Miramax's Doubt and Magnet/Magnolia's Special, Donkey Punch, and Shuttle. As soon as Amazon delivers my copy of An American in Paris, expect me to disappear from the grid for a day. I've been anticipating that release for a couple years, and I'm not expecting I'll be disappointed.
I've also written my first Saturday Night Soapbox piece. It gives me something to pick away at throughout the week, and something for you to read when not obsessively checking Twitter.
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...and not because I'm a fan. It isn't that I hate it, I just can't honestly say I've watched it but once. On the VOD channel. I never watch Palladium or a bunch of other channels on my lineup, but I have to stand up for this as freedom of content choice.
Time Warner Cable has bigger issues on their hands, but this is an indicator of the direction they're going. They want everything to go through the Road Runner Reich when it comes to programming.
I like that I could on a whim watch Swamp Thing for free (ad supported) last year. So much of the cable landscape is so disgustingly generic, it's nice for there to be alternatives.
So what gives, does TWC not get a big enough cut for their liking? How much more sense does this all make than the Great NBC-KXAN Blackout of 2008? Did those "How to Connect Your Computer to Your TV" videos backfire?
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Time Warner Cable, recently divorced from Time Warner proper, wants to take the internet back to 1998, and Austin is next on its list for expansion along with three other cities.
Time Warner Cable recently conducted a "trial run" of metered broadband internet billing in Beaumont, Texas and consider it having been a great success. Beaumont is best known as the setting of Footloose. Their "test" flew under the radar because it wasn't a major metro, but now they've woken a sleeping giant: tech industry-rich Austin.
How It's Supposed to Work
Not since the days of "1000 hours free" AOL has the general public dealt with the concept of "running out of internet usage." Back then, it was measured in time: hours, instead of the proposed total Gigabytes of throughput.
Once you go over a certain bandwidth cap, they charge you overage fees like your cell phone company does when you go over on minutes. Minutes are a quantifiable thing that most people can wrap their heads around. When you get into discussing downstream/upstream and bandwidth usage, you fly over a lot of heads.
There are implications TWC isn't taking into account and/or don't care about. Many, many people won't get why doing one thing or another "uses" so much of their limit, like when they watch something on YouTube, since they don't think they're "downloading" anything. People who don't know any better will limit their internet use as much as possible at home, for fear of "going over," and instead spend more time online recreationally at work than ever before.
TWC will tell you that they are doing this to help support infrastructure upgrades (bullshit, they've done nothing for years on that front) and their continued ability to provide their service. This is about money, but not the way they're presenting it.
When, Where, and (Allegedly) Why
Almost immediately, Greensboro, NC will start going with the new metered scheme. This summer, it spreads to Rochester, NY as well as Austin and San Antonio, TX. What do all these areas have in common? A lack of competition in broadband providers.
As an Austin resident, I can say people who've heard are up in arms and those who have an option are planning to jump ship ASAP. Least lucky are those who live in Round Rock, the suburban home of Dell headquarters. Many of those living there and in other 'burbs work in high tech industries and telecommute remotely on a constant basis. TWC is their only option, with no AT&T DSL or Grande Cable to run to. A friend told me he's seriously considering having a T1 line installed to the tune of around $300 a month based on what he's projected his automatic overage would be month to month.
On the subject of heavy bandwidth usage, it is absolutely preposterous to argue (as TWC does) that this is a good move for the broadband industry as a whole on the basis of killing off the BitTorrent users sucking up all kinds of bandwidth. It is true that this move will put BitTorrenting Gigavores on their own terms as to how much they're willing to spend to download all manner of copyrighted material, but this really causes a lot more problems than it solves.
BitTorrent freaks will abuse university and business networks. It won't stop them. Just as peer-to-peer sharing like Napster evolved into BitTorrent, it'll move faster than any provider or corporate establishment can keep up with. I'm not defending what people are doing, just saying that's how this always happens.
TWC says that 86% of their customers wouldn't notice a 40GB per month bandwidth cap, since they do "standard" web browsing and email checking. In the age of YouTube, Hulu, and broadband-hungry advanced web applications, this is an illogical proposition at best. If that were true, then 86% of their customers would have just stayed on dial-up.
The market is already full steam ahead on the streaming, on-demand media train. Large, high-quality digital files will be downloaded frequently and in large volume. The online landscape has been terraformed by broadband availability spreading like wildfire, and that proliferation has been predicated by the concept of bandwidth being all-you-can-eat.
Stifling Innovation and Competition a Gigabyte at a Time
TWC can't sell ads, charge a distribution fee, or brand content that they don't control.
This whole metered usage scam is all about bandwidth discrimination for TWC's gain. The secondary intent is to keep the U.S. in the technological dark ages when it comes to set top technology. This is why the U.S. is so far behind countries like Korea when it comes to IPTV and truly intuitive on-demand services. It's like making every road you already pay taxes on a toll road and then attaching a mileage tax to cars in addition to levying an excise gas tax.
This brings me to what I believe is really behind all of this: VOD and digital content revenue. When a TWC subscriber rents or buys a movie digitally that's 1.5 to 2 Gigabytes on average at current compression rates. It's about the same when they watch something streaming from a non-TWC set-top box or a home theater-connected computer (HTPC). TWC provides the pipe but doesn't get a piece of the profit.
Unlike people who play World of Warcraft or other online-linked games, movies and other passive content are extremely mass-market things that people already demand in huge volume. When TiVo and DVR-alikes became user-friendly and cost-effective, everyone forgot VCRs ever existed. TWC is a great example of a monopolistic company that wants to continue charging a premium for substandard product.
For this strategy to work, TWC would have to succeed in single-handedly de-evolving thousands of sites, services, and software. Unless someone allows them to get away with forcing everyone to subscribe to their anti-competitive services, they've shot their own feet clean off. When other major service providers start "test marketing" metered billing is when we'll see the federal government step in to regulate, but not before. I'd like to be optimistic and think Austin and San Antonio can cause a big enough problem for them to put on the brakes here and now, but I know that's not likely.
EDIT:: 5 April 2009, 3:44pm
I realize I neglected to mention the impact on VOIP services and providers like Vonage and Skype, who consumers consciously choose over TWC and AT&T due to better reliability, pricing, or service. Is this all a precursor to a telecom crash?
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Burning the Faithful, No Joke
Yesterday I spent my entire workday looking forward to running by the store, purchasing An American in Paris on Blu-ray, and settling in to enjoying one of my favorite films in the best home viewing format possible. I was planning on buying the disc, taking my wife to a nice dinner, and having a nice night in to ourselves.
I walked into Best Buy, a gift certificate in hand, ready to hand over cold hard cash for instant gratification. I made a beeline for the New Release rack...this would be an in-and-out trip. No American in Paris. Gigi or South Pacific, for that matter.
No sweat, this happens all the time with catalog releases. I head for the Blu-ray section. As I pass, I note two copies of Let the Right One In: Lousy Subtitles Edition, around five copies of I Am Legend (one of Ben Lyons' Great Films of All Time), and plenty of other sundry things. Still no Warner Classic Musicals. What gives? I get a bit more anxious as I head for the Musicals section, and alas/alack, only the DVDs that have been around for half a year. Just what the hell is going on here?
I ask the clerk who is "calibrating" (not playing) the Rock Band guitar to help me find this movie. We'll call him "Andy."
Andy: "Which movie?"
Me: "An American in Paris."
Andy: "Yeah, never heard of it."
Me: "Today was the street date. Could you check available stock?"
Andy: "I mean, I didn't see it when we put stuff--"
Me: "Would you mind terribly checking [with dread] whether you carry it in-store?"
Andy: "Yeah, I guess, hold on a second. [thirteen seconds pass] Yeah, it's online-only, dude."
Me: "So what do I do with this Reward Zone thing?"
Andy: "Uh, you can still use it online."
Me: "How long until I get it from them?"
Andy: "Uh, probably like end of next week. [click click] Oh, wait, it's backordered."
Me: "Thanks for your help."
A number of internet searches later, I find that Best Buy, Target, Wal-Mart, and even Fry's (who carry tens of copies of new Criterion Blu releases) do not carry An American in Paris, Gigi, or South Pacific in store! Are retailers shifting to only carrying loss-leaders and ditching catalog releases? Blu-ray is still an enthusiast and affluent consumer format. Do they realize they are burning the very early adopters who are supporting Blu-ray and actually buy things first week?
This isn't an April Fool's Joke, but I wish it were.
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The last time I saw a documentary I'd classify as a horror film in disguise, it was Stefan Forbes' Boogie Man: The Lee Atwater Story. Similarly, Petr Lom's Letters to the President concerns itself with a man who is trying to convince everyone he's not so bad: Iranian President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad. Whereas Forbes' film finds Atwater gradually humanized, Letters makes you really wonder what anyone (Sean Penn of all people) could possibly find humane or redeeming at all in the Ahmadinejad regime.

Iranian President Ahmadinejad mobbed by the desperate
The title of the film refers to Ahmadinejad urging all the proles to send him letters telling about their problems so that he can fix them. The film begins with Iranians approaching the documentarians at more than arm's length, saying "everything is perfect, everyone is happy, healthy, and well-fed." All of them seem to know or be related to someone who the President has "helped."
Lom's film is the perfect indictment of "faith-based" government, even though it was made with Ahmadinejad's unconditional blessing. There are plenty of promises made and broken, but no one accepting responsibility for them. Those who come out openly criticizing Ahmadinejad all seem rather resigned to the fact it could only be worse with someone else, as it was with his predecessors.
This is a great pre-emptive look at what life is like in Iran for those who think we need to just go in, guns a-blazin'. I'm not talking about the people who just think the entire Middle East should be wiped away in a bath of flames, but those who think that's how you affect positive change. It's a more complex situation than that, and if anything, the bungling of Iraq has finally gotten it through a bunch of W voters.
The thing that struck me as the son of a Cuban expatriate was how many of these people were opening themselves and their families up for retaliation. If anything was missing from the film for me, it was any indication of what happens to someone who speaks out. The Ahmadinejadistas don't seem like the Freedom of Speech type from everything I've seen. A number of interview subjects inferred a fear of reprisal in the words they were carefully choosing coupled with the terror in their eyes.

A building facade depicting Iran's Supreme Leader, Ayatollah Khomeni aka Big Habibbi. The painting was completed by men featured in the film
On election day, you hear someone espouse a different political view than what the ballot in his hand reflects, and you worry about him and the kid he cradles in his arms. I want to know where some of these people are a couple years later. If Lom can capture that, then he's doing better humanitarian work than the professionals.
During the SXSW screening that my cohort Gy caught, he was shocked at the amount of laughter from the audience, to the point that he wondered if they thought it was all a put-on. I told him I figured the laughter came from a place of discomfort. As Ebert has said, "they laugh, that they may not cry."
Most modern American audiences are allergic to the truth. They don't want to look outside the window. They want to stare at their myriad screens and dial up on-demand comfort programming. Standing up and doing something for themselves or the world around them has to meet the "hipness" quotient, or they tune out. There must be merchandising involved, or it gets too real and they freak out.
I'll be in touch with the director for an interview soon, wherein I'll check on distribution plans. In an ideal world, there would be an ad-supported, streaming version of the film available for the millions of cube-dwellers across the world to watch. Surely this film will get picked up by someone in some form, as there's no better look at what's really happening inside Iran.
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Iranian President Ahmadinejad mobbed by the desperate

A building facade depicting Iran's Supreme Leader, Ayatollah Khomeni aka Big Habibbi. The painting was completed by men featured in the film
SXSW09: The Snake
There's been a great deal of chatter about misanthropic humor in comedy lately, what with the impending release of Observe & Report. The Snake takes things yet further, with a premise that's pretty sociologically depraved. Adam Goldstein plays Ken, who is intent on seducing a young woman wrestling with bulimia. It's difficult to paint your way out of something like that, and they don't entirely succeed.
They avoid the lion's share of micro-feature cliches, instead relying on a raw character sketch of the most repellant character you could imagine. They refuse to pull punches to the point I finished the film wondering whether I hated the movie or just the main guy, Ken.
I eventually came to the conclusion that I stuck with him to see if he would go yet a step further, if that's even possible. It's hard to watch at times, because I know there are real guys out there trying to take advantage of women like Talia, Ken's bulimic prey.
The movie itself doesn't fall into the category of things I could watch over and over, bu that isn't to say it doesn't work. Some things are great to re-watch, others are better to have seen just once. Yet others are great to have seen and put on for a friend, saying "you've gotta see this, it's fucked up" when you've got some laundry and housekeeping to do.
Goldstein throws himself so unapologetically into playing Ken, this is a great calling card for him on that front. Even more so, this is a great reference piece for him as a co-writer along with Eric Kutner (who also co-directed). The important thing is that they know what to keep and what to cut. As fucked up as it is to say contextually, there's no fat on this movie, and that's a good thing. Gy Odom, HE's intermittent correspondent, has an interview with the filmmakers that we're in the process of editing down to include in his coverage. Watch for it late this week.
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Jeff has already addressed the Houdini fantasy thriller to be produced by Summit based on a book that reads like fan fiction. I was reminded of Elvis Presley's letter to Richard Nixon back when I heard this Houdini book was being published. In it, Elvis offers his services as a "Federal Agent at Large" against "The Drug Culture" (ha!) and "The Hippie Elements."
Just because Elvis sent Nixon a letter and met with him does not mean he was living some sort of Confessions of a Dangerous Mind-style secret life as a spy. Similarly, the correspondence Houdini sent to a friend in Scotland Yard is just as unsubstantiated of proof. Who wants to bet they slap a "based on true events" label on the poster?
I think people would be interested in a movie about Houdini, and I find the label of America's First Superhero more fact based on public perception than exaggeration. I can't help but wonder why no one has managed a straight-up biopic without all the bullshit conspiracy theories superseding the fascinating life he had.
The Tony Curtis film is good but not great, with a factually erroneous conclusion. Death Defying Acts was enjoyable, but more like an issue of Marvel Comics' "What If...?" than a substantive biopic.
What's next, Thomas Edison, Master of Destruction?
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This post was written by Ashley Hazlewood, who is helping me cover the vast amount of ground at SXSW Film.
Every so often, a director joins the vast ranks of doc-makers who gets what it takes to really differentiate yourself and your work. I liked director Gary Hustwit's Helvetica very much, primarily because I used to work in desktop publishing and design. Objectified, his followup, is all about the concept of industrial design and how we interact with it.
He touches on how much time and thought goes in to items, large and small, that we all use on a daily basis. In the process, the narrative becomes very meta-referential. At a certain point, the talking head talk evolved to a point Moises referred to as "nerd heaven." Some of the world's most legendary living designers started geeking out about their own industry, getting very meta-referential about it all.
If there were a reality show that were focused on making a better toothbrush or garden rake, I'd certainly watch it sooner than Top Design or Project Runway. This should be required viewing for anyone going in to any design field.
Read MoreSXSW09: Ong Bak 2: Thai Jambalaya
This post was written by Ashley Hazlewood, who is helping me cover the vast amount of ground at SXSW Film.
Ong Bak 2 is a magnificent disaster. Director/star Tony Jaa's on-set breakdown was extremely well-reported in East Asia. They shut down production and weren't certain the movie would be completed. After the Thai studio conceded to some of his demands, he returned to the film, but based on the ending, I don't know how much additional shooting was actually done.
I can't recommend the film as a cohesive, intellectually-satisfying movie, but that isn't the reason anyone goes to a martial arts film. The original Ong Bak (same star, different director, different universe) set everyone's expectations impossibly high for whatever came after, and as a direct result of that, we have a film that tries too hard and only succeeds in parts. At the same time, those who do not have a "seen one, seen them all" opinion of the genre will enjoy the stew enough to see it and Ong Bak 3, which is currently shooting.
Ong Bak 2 reuses the same two or three templates you usually see employed in these films. The story begins with Tien, an "Heir to a Throne", on the run from traitors who are trying to kill him. He ends up in a slave camp, full of snarling, bellowing "Evil Slavedrivers". One short "Destined Emancipation" later, he joins a group of "Honorable Thieves".
For good measure, they throw in every staple they can to garnish the fighting sequences. the hero avenges his family's murder by learning to become a "Fearsome Warrior". Insert a couple betrayals of trust/honor and bad guys in ridiculous costumes, and there's your garden variety martial arts flick. It's like MadLibs in Thai with lots of punching and kicking.
Cartoonish antagonists juxtaposed with the severely earnest Jaa and a few others in the film are the oil and water of different styles of martial arts "justice" films. It never really gels, but if you're really after killer fight choreography, just wait an hour.
It feels like Jaa was trying to make three movies at once, and in doing so, create the greatest action film ever. They re-use five to ten minutes of footage from the beginning verbatim late in the film, evidence of the need to pad out the runtime.
The most engaging, entertaining part for the audience seemed to be the Thai preshow advertisements that were stuck on the print. Less amusing was the Thai version of antipiracy coding, where you saw a very crudely scratched-in "E116" roughly every fifteen minutes.
If you are a devoted fan of Tony Jaa or brutally violent Thai movies, you really should see this, if only to talk to your friends about how out-of-nowhere the ending is, or how ridiculous bad guys with woven baskets on their heads are. If waiting until DVD, buy a twelve pack of Singha beer and wake people up when the action starts.
Read MoreSXSW09: Soul Power
In the middle of a Thursday afternoon last week, in a half-empty Paramount Theater, I saw one of the most important films to have screened at SXSW09. Soul Power is the killer B side to a doc that many already know and love, When We Were Kings. Directed by Jeffrey Levy-Hinte, one of Kings' editors, Soul Power concerns itself with the three-day music festival that happened concurrent to the Ali-Foreman Rumble in the Jungle.

James Brown bringing the house down in Zaire, 1974
Interspersed throughout the film are full single song performances by James Brown (the centerpiece of the festival), B.B. King, Bill Withers, Miriam Makemba, Celia Cruz & The Fania All-stars, and others. There's also a healthy amount of Ali spouting philosophy and observations that still ring true 35 years later.
The most significant find of the film, for me, is what I consider the most stirring Bill Withers performance put to film. Most people know him for other songs, but Levy-Hinte chose "Hope She'll Be Happy" out of the hour-long set Withers played. It's only a couple minutes long, but of all the sequences in the film, it left the greatest impression on me. The raw, cathartic wail in Withers' voice really drove home how completely free of emotion or talent most modern music is. Singers used to really pour themselves into it, not just twist the corner of their mouth because it'd look good on American Idol.

Bill Withers performing "Hope She'll Be Happy" at the Zaire '74 music festival
The film plays fine on its own, but truly is best paired with a recent viewing of When We Were Kings. I watched Kings in the middle of the night before, and this is more than just cutting room, deleted scenes stuff. You're missing a significant part of the history of this event without Soul Power.
If I was left wanting in any way, it's that I want to be able to see the full twelve-hour concert. I want to be able to listen to it on my iPod. The footage is available and the sound masters are all multi-track. With today's technology, the music sounded phenomenal in the film, and Levy-Hinte promised us it was possible with the rest of the material.
If there were ever a justification for taking a payday loan to buy Blu-rays of something, it would be a box set of that. The Zaire '74 concert with lossless, 16-track audio in 7.1 Digital Surround would move plenty of hardware and software. There's a fortune to be made selling high quality digital tracks of all that music on its own.

Soul Power director Zachary Levy-Hinte
At the Q&A after the film, I asked the director when or if this was planned, and he said that he hadn't gotten any interest from anyone yet. He has access and rights secured for all the masters, film and audio. This is absolutely insane. I'll start a fundraising effort, write letters, make people un-follow me on Twitter by spamming people with direct messages.
Sony Pictures Classics will release Soul Power in late July in a handful of theaters and then presumably on DVD and Blu-ray. This deserves to be seen on more than just "a handful" of screens, so hopefully film societies and festivals will stage their own screenings across the country.
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James Brown bringing the house down in Zaire, 1974

Bill Withers performing "Hope She'll Be Happy" at the Zaire '74 music festival

Soul Power director Zachary Levy-Hinte
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