Thursday, February 19, 2009

"He Would Rather Face A Bullet Than Reality": a review of Che

I'm glad I sat through Ocean's Thirteen if only for the small consolation that in a way (indirectly perhaps) I helped make Che possible. Soderbergh's nearly four-and-a-half hour unfussy, objective-as-you-can-get film on our enigmatic Mr. Guevara is fantastic for accomplishing so much with so little. By so little I'm not referring to the size of the film's budget, its cast of hundreds, or its number of locations, but rather the simplicity that's harnessed to make a great impact.

Soderbergh disposes of a definitive "style" ("The most misused word since love"-Sidney Lumet) and instead opts for the often-preached-seldom-practiced theory of "Where is the best place I can put the camera to tell this story?" Examples include: Che's trip to the U.N. in 1964 shot with extreme close-ups in grainy black-and-white (the things you notice in a foreign country are the little details-billboards, cocktail napkins, etc.); the derailing of a Batista troop train (shades of Lawrence of Arabia, more on that later); Che reviewing his troops; and especially the rare, introspective scenes of Che isolated from his fellow revolutionairies on the boat to Cuba (Soderbergh is so good at just showing his characters thinking, something other filmmakers so rarely do, and if so, rarely succeed at accomplishing); and of course his capture as he gazes uphill at the hundreds of soldiers coming down at him, he knows the jig is up...for now.

Che truly is a film that needs to experienced in its roadshow presentation. Unless Soderbergh extensively re-edits parts one and two (being "The Argentinean" & "Guerilla") I do not think Cuba or Bolivia can stand on their own as films. The contrasts of the two films are so necessary: the first being the successful application of of his and Fidel's tactics in the Cuban revolution; the second being the same tactics implemented in a very different (and yet the similar) country, political and geographic climate ending in utter failure (only three survivors remained at the end).

The structure of the film, though not its style (I hate that word), recalls Lawrence of Arabia, the story of the Arab revolt against the Turks during the First World War led by British Colonel T.E. Lawrence. The film's first half, culminating in the taking of the key port city of Aqaba, parallels Che's lightning campaign. I almost imagined Fidel and Raul spouting the same lines that take us into Lawrence's intermission: "That poor devil's riding the whirlwind." "Let's hope we're not." Just like Lawrence Che's success in Cuba bolsters his confidence in himself and the people of Latin America to follow in Cuba's footsteps and so he goes to Bolivia to spread his revolution. In 1956 he went into Cuba with 82 men (one of them of course being Fidel) and won a country, in Bolivia he went into the heart of a U.S.-sponsored dictatorship. Instead of harnessing the politicized industrial mining region in the north of the country he shunned his contacts and heads south to convert a politically ignorant peasantry, distrustful of foreigners to say the least. The same sort of hubris lead Lawrence into Turkish territory with only a handful of men and next-to-no supplies in the dead of Arab winter. Hubris it seems to Che's detractors (although even Fidel had his doubts), gutsy to his devotees. "We've gotten out of tougher spots than this," one of his men Cuban friends tells him when things get particularly grim in Bolivia.

Like Lawrence, Che never seeks to explain the man. We get to know his qualities-intelligent, tough, demanding, relentless, compassionate, loving-but are given no explanations. In short: a stone believer, a rock-hard red. A humanist who put people people before firing squads. "Che was a hard-ass," Soderbergh is quoted of saying. And yet, as one of Che's followers in the Congo remarked, "He would rather face a bullet than reality." For Che, it's "revolution or death."

Soderbergh also said that Che believed that no artists could be true revolutionaries since they are more dedicated to their muses than to the Party line. Why then make a film about such a person? I feel that we need to explore and understand extreme personalities, the world turns just as much because of them as it does because of us. The need to look at that kind of person and how their mind operates, how they succeed and how they fail is necessary whether you oppose or seek inspiration from them-because they exist and they cannot be ignored. I agree with certain people out there who have said this film is the beginning of a dialogue, not the end of one. This film can stand alone as a study, but it's not the whole story. It is part of what the man did in a long life-in experience if not in years. Narrow and deep, rather than wide and shallow. Take that for what it's worth.

Monday, January 26, 2009

*Minor Correction to "Notes On American Tabloid"

It's "BALLS IN THE AIR" not "HAIR" my bad.

-Pat

Notes on American Tabloid

Didn't wanna watch Che by myself. Got drunk at a friend's instead. I promise to see it soon!

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Just started James Ellroy's American Tabloid. Ellroy's most famous book is probably L.A. Confidential which was made into a fantastically entertaining genre film-one of the best cop/noir films ever made. But where Confidential played at the redemption of its characters by pulling themselves out of the immoral muck they descended into Tabloid's protagonist know there's no way out. With Confidential's characters redeeming themselves there's the idea that bad (and I mean this in the most simplified way, and it is not at all a judgement of the work by simplifying the work's manifestation of evil) can be stopped, love does conquer all (not to demean the novel or the film-they're both amazing and highly recommended), and the tidal wave of corruption must eventually roll back. The political, social and financial machinations (and the novel truly does chug away like an industrial engine) that exist in Tabloid are simply unstoppable. All one can do is jump aboard a speeding train and hold on, or live in blissful ignorance, in the words of Henry Hill "taking the subway to work and pledging allegiance to 'Good Government' bullshit" or in Matrix terms, take the blue pill or the red. The players' names may change but the motives, positions and actions taken remain the same. Life so-called grinds on in this novel with its characters playing their so-called dramas out on a level, but barren playing field devoid of right and wrong.

If I've turned you off let it be known that I'm only 150 pages or so into a nearly 600-page book. These are the conclusions I've drawn. The perhaps, unfounded judgements I've made. If I've hooked you, go find the book A.S.A.P. because its wonderful in a sort of globe-trotting Chinatown kind of way. I'm looking forward to seeing where it turns and if Ellroy can pull off his numerous subplots. Here's to hoping he does!

'Til next time,
-Pat

P.S. To better sum up the last sentence I'd like to quote a certain song from Arrested Development-"How hard can you do?! WITH ALL THESE BALLS IN THE HAIR!" (that's for Liz and Colleen)

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Disabled Dick

Dick Cheney in a wheelchair. Not to be a dick, but what a symbol for the day!

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Notes on Jean-Pierre Jeunet and his work.

Was just rewatching Amelie and A Very Long Engagement the other day and it got me to thinking about their Director Jean-Pierre Jeunet one of my favorites...

I love Jeunet's movies because they're so alive! And so injected with his loves and obsessions-interesting people and faces, food and its preparation, gadgets, sight gags, old wives tales, verbal puns, etc. They're so welcoming like somebody putting their arm around your shoulder like "Let me tell you a story!" and then there's a "whoosh" sound and off you go! They're so personal but so welcoming. His movies aren't movies or films, they are an event! And that is rare. So if you haven't seen either one, check them out. And don't forget City of Lost Children and Delicatessen his first two films...you can skip Alien Ressurection as far as I'm concerned...well maybe it's been a while .

Thoughts before I see "Che"

Checked out this great documentary on Fidel Castro made by Oliver Stone in '03 called "Comandante!" Somebody posted it on youtube just search "Comandante Fidel Castro Oliver Stone" and it should come up-it's in 12 parts. Anyway, that and the release of Soderbergh's Che this week got me thinking on the man who I'm going to be devoting 4 hours and 18 minutes of my time to this coming saturday. As disgusting and ignorant as the commercialization of Che Guevara is (http://http://photos.mg.co.za/original/0.60352500%201191848988.jpg), and that it goes completely against everything the guy stood for-fought for-cared about-and died for, I can't help but think that it keeps him someway in the public's dialogue. The fact that he is just such a polarizing figure nearly fourty-two years after his death (and what do the newsmakers and the powers-that-be do with polarizing figures? Especially ones that die? SELL THEM BACK TO US!) I think is really interesting. I mean, let's face it I would've never learned about the Sandinistas or our shady dealings abroad if it wasn't for the Clash's Sandinista! and especially the song "Washington Bullets." Or Stephen Biko without Peter Gabriel. Or...the list goes on. And in a way that probably neither he nor his disciples could have possibly realized he has become what he perhaps set out to be...not a man, not so much a glorified leader, but a theory, an idea. And sometimes ideas are just as difficult to pare down and simplify as people.

I could be totally wrong here, but that's what's on my mind.

Hopefully I won't be lazy and set down a proper review of the film.

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Cuba @ 50

CUBA AT 50:

A few days ago celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of the Cuban Revolution and I had a few questions. Why is Cuba an enemy? Is it simply because they're a communist government? A communist government on our doorstep? I'm confused-why do we do business with China, but placed trade embargos on Cuba. Nixon of all people talked to China. The most PARANOID man to ever live in the oval office. We import tons of their products (try to find 10 things you own that aren't made in China) AND THEIR MONEY (they'll gladly take our debt). Which is why I'm a bit confused about why we don't talk to Cuba. Are they not profitable enough for us? They're no giant and hardly considered a threat. Hell, we even have relations with Vietnam.

It's a bit of a ramble but it's been on my mind...