Thursday, May 4, 2017

The Circle plus Short Takes on Born in China

                                                Circles of Life

                                            Reviews by Ken Burke
              
                                      The Circle (James Ponsoldt)
               
A young woman working for a huge cutting-edge tech company finds, despite all the perks of this new job, she’s essentially expected to spend all of her time at their campus then becomes enamored of/disturbed by their new project which is to remove privacy from human interactions through tiny cameras placed worldwide as well as worn on her body at all times.
                  
“Executive Summary” (no spoilers): Mae Holland works at a dead-end-job in the Silicon Valley area until her close friend Annie arranges for an interview at The Circle, a supremely-cutting-edge-high-tech-company where she’s embraced as a new hire, finds a wealth of perks awaiting her (including company health insurance for her MS-stricken father) as long as she’s willing to devote all of her time to the organization, eventually moving onto their campus to be available for the extra-curricular-social-activities as well.  However, when co-founders Eamon Bailey and Tom Stenton recruit her for their next level of information-sharing where she wears a tiny camera that puts her every activity onto the Internet (linked up by satellite to what must be millions of these displaying-devices now put in place worldwide) she finds that, even though she’s in support of the concept of total transparency as a means to reduce backroom deals and other unfair practices, what becomes of her invasion of the privacy of her loved ones soon gives her reason to reconsider her commitment to this cause, despite worthy benefits she responds to in the original intentions.

 You can easily learn this movie’s been harshly denigrated at Rotten Tomatoes and Metacritic, but I still recommend it for thought-provoking-ideas, solid acting, and timeliness in its challenges to how our actual society's becoming addicted to such transparency with seemingly little thought for what impact this has on our lives. The resolution offered's a bit facile in its content, conveniently pulled together in the narrative's actions, but I still find the overall situation of what’s being explored here to be done well enough to merit attention, despite the negative responses of oh so many naysayers.

So, curious readers, if you can abide plot spoilers in order to learn much more about the particular cinematic offering under examination this week please feel free to read on for more of the traditional Two Guys in-depth-explorations in our brilliant (!)-but-lengthy review format.
                   
What Happens: Somewhere in the Silicon Valley area of northern California (right across San Francisco Bay from where I live) we find young Mae Holland (Emma Watson) working at a dead-end-temp-job in customer service for a water utility while nursing consistent concerns about her father Vinnie’s (Bill Paxton) struggles with multiple sclerosis while her mother Bonnie’s (Glenne Headly) concerned Mae won’t allow herself to get more involved with “that nice boy” Mercer (Ellar Coltrane), a handyman/craftsman eager to spend more time with Mae, although he’s most useful to her at this point when she needs roadside repairs on her suddenly-broken-down-car.  All of this changes rapidly, however, when good friend Annie Allerton (Karen Gillan) gets Mae an interview at The Circle—a humongous, cutting-edge tech company (with a massive circular building as the focus of its campus [just like the one Apple recently opened, a structure a bit bigger than the Pentagon]) with opportunities that could change Mae’s life forever for the better (although whether that’s the actually the case is the fundamental question raised by this story).  Although I didn’t find Mae’s interview answers all that compelling, a quick cut shows her (now called a “guppy”) on her 1st day at The Circle where she’s doing something similar to her old job but the unit’s now called Customer Experience, with assumptions she’ll interact with the call/text-ins in a much-more-engaging-manner than you’d find in ordinary corporate interactions.  She quickly finds satisfaction with her work, especially because she has that connection to Annie, who’s in “The Gang of 40,” the inner circle of company co-founders Eamon Bailey (Tom Hanks) and Tom Stenton (Patton Oswalt).

 As Mae attends her first
Dream Friday company-wide-gathering, she finds it's focused on Eamon demonstrating the new product/project, which he calls SeeChange, based on tiny video cameras (linked to satellites) which Circle-gamers are quietly putting in place all over the world in an attempt for these hidden devices (that seemingly have audio-pickups as well, yet are virtually invisible because their camouflage colors allow them to subtly blend in with their background attachments) to give real-time-viewing—connected to relevant screen displays of The Circle’s enormous trove of other data (gathered from its huge Facebook-like TruYou information-mining of its billions of subscribers)—showing as much human activity as possible in order to cut down on secrecy, collusion, other forms of disadvantaged-deal-making which usually benefit only the wealthy and powerful (Eamon: “Sharing is caring.”) with the grand-egalitarian-goal of fair playing fields.  Mae’s delightfully-overwhelmed by all this but soon gets a sense all’s not as rosy as it seems.  To begin with, she encounters a mysterious co-worker who turns out to be Ty Lafitte (John Boyega), the inventor of TruYou (developed for his cerebral-palsy-burdened son, Gunnar, for the boy to better experience the outside world he can’t really interact with through a realm of video experiences, yet Ty never intended for this service to become as all-consuming for Circle users as it has) but is now a low-key, cynical prophet warning Mae not to get caught up in this Circle-mania.  

 Then she finds that while her work is much-appreciated a couple of colleagues are concerned she’s not participating in The Circle’s many extra-curricular-social-activities (for “community” building, as the company defines it) but they’re sympathetic when she explains she needs time to help at home with Dad; swiftly, he’s covered by a company insurance plan that gets him much-needed-but-previously-too-expensive-medical-care although Mom’s now concerned they don’t see much of Mae as she’s moved into The Circle’s comfy campus dorm, with virtually no contact anymore with Mercer except for taking a cellphone photo zoomed in on the background of a computer-based-call-home where Mae focuses on a ceiling ornament he’s made from deer antlers.

 Posting this “chandelier” photo on TruYou to help drum up business for Mercer totally backfires as he’s wrongly accused by a host of strangers of being a deer-killer, which prompts him to visit Mae at work to let her know about his dilemma (he’s even gotten some death threats) before he cuts off contact completely, trying to distance himself from these tech-intrusions into his life.  Despite hearing Ty’s concerns about how much private data is now being filed away in hidden Circle computers (essentially, The Cloud), Mae decides to aid in the SeeChange project (after she almost drowns in the Bay during a foggy, late-night kayaking trip, saved by available security surveillance) in agreeing to go “transparent” (supporting Eamon’s concept of “secrets are lies” as privacy provides no accountability, that everyone deserves access to everyone else’s experiences—she also has to own up to breaking into the kayak facility so she’s convinced total exposure of our actions will cut down on our bad decisions) where she wears one of the tiny cameras, which links up to any other cameras in her vicinity so her legion of followers can see (and hear) everything she experiences, watching her in various environments even when she’s asleep.*  (She does get brief offline bathroom breaks, which allows just us to see her getting hostile reactions from Annie about this new project going too far in its intrusions.) This experiment goes very wrong for Mae in 2 ways: (1) She makes a call to her parents’ home (with the connection
automatically showing an image from their location onto a large screen in her dorm room; the parents agreed to allow several cameras installed in their house in exchange for the medical coverage) where she suddenly interrupts them while making love which, through Mae’s body camera, becomes cybercast to her global followers—leading to a complete breakdown in communication with her parents for awhile; (2) Under the premise of using SeeChange to bring about total participatory democracy (she's now got acceptance by 22 governments to allow all of The Circle members to become automatically-registered-voters) by using this globally-saturated-technology to prod/shame everyone into responding on all issues up for group decision, Mae attempts a Dream Friday demonstration of the new program, SoulSearch, where a missing person can be located by encouraging the worldwide network of users to put this individual on camera for all to see; as a test of this Mae tracks down a criminal fugitive in about 20 min., leading to a quick arrest, but then when she asks the audience for the suggestion of a non-criminal to find they demand she locate Mercer.

*I recently experienced something like this with an overnight sleep study exploring the extent of my recently-diagnosed sleep apnea where I was hooked up to about 40 electrodes to monitor various aspects of my bodily functions (no, not emissions, perverts) while I was asleep, although the entire time I was being watched by a camera and in connection with technicians through an intercom.  (I’ll report back later on whatever comes of this experiment in better nocturnal breathing; for the present, my wife, Nina, has better earplugs so she’s no longer bothered by my world-class-snoring.)

 Despite her hesitation to participate in this, Eamon tells her no one should be allowed the privilege of secrecy so she reluctantly agrees; Mercer’s hidden location in the woods is quickly located, displayed on screen, but when he attempts to rush away in his truck he’s distracted by a drone as he’s driving on a high bridge, causing him to crash through the side barrier to his death (Eamon’s response to this horrid situation is simply through even more all-inclusive-technology—such as sensors that would have automatically stopped the car, not allowing it to crash through the railing—tragedy could have been avoided, with Mercer getting the help he “needed” to not be so anti-social).  Mae goes off-line for a few days in sorrowful shock but then, with Ty’s encouragement (and help), she’s back in public with a declaration that all privacy should be completely eliminated, which she initiates by showing how the personal emails and documents from all correspondence by Eamon and Tom is now available online.  This shocking (for The Circle honchos, who had no idea what Mae planned to do next) turn of events leads to a rapid ending where we see an image of Mae within a college of countless other images, implying her total transparency project has been fully implemented with all digital communication available to everyone, the entire linked-up-global-population wearing the cameras so that nothing’s hidden any longer (except, I guess, for those hermits who’ve somehow stayed farther out of range than Mercer unsuccessfully-attempted to do).

So What?  As is just about always normally the case, I haven’t read the novel this movie’s based on (Dave Eggers’ The Circle [2013]), but a summary of it indicates that the main plot devices (minus some additional complexity about some of the characters) remain in place, although it does seem the source-book more actively condemns this revisitation (from a couple of classic novels) of a Brave New World (Aldous Huxley [1932]) /1984 (George Orwell, [1949]) over-dedication to group-think and enforced social engagement while the movie adaptation leaves it (in my opinion) to individual viewer’s interpretations as to whether Mae’s conversion to total transparency truly represents a philosophical commitment to the full elimination of privacy (no indication as to whether those bathroom breaks would be part of this new regimen) or whether her actions (which, I’m sure, continued to be enhanced by further Ty Lafitte postings [maybe he's a descendant of Jean Lafitte, the pirate] of what was once confidential from other business, government, and military leaders) were simply retaliation against Eamon (Is this name a shot at Elon Musk, of Tesla, SpaceX, etc. fame?  It could easily be, given all the other high-tech-allusions in this movie.) and Tom for the personal miseries their obsession with public transparency caused in Mae’s own life?  For me, it appeared she became a true convert to a world of total disclosure, which I suppose could be useful if it prevents the sort of White House stonewalling we’re now encountering regarding logs of official 
visitors, vetting info on former (briefly) National Security Advisor Lt. Gen. Michael Flynn (assuming such documentation even exists), or, I assume, God 
Trump (there may be no difference in his mind) only knows what else we the public haven't found about so far. (Clandestine operations such as these aren’t beyond the realm of these Circle leaders either, as Sen. Williamson [Eve Gordon], challenging them about her supposed findings of their anti-trust-violations, suddenly finds she's a target of the FBI for her own accused legal transgressions, with her role in the inquiry taken over by Congresswoman Santos [Judy Reyes], who’s not only supportive of The Circle but also agrees to make all of her own official business transparent.)  But the other side of that “sunshine” coin is that while constant-public-awareness might be useful in keeping us all honest, charitable, or at least non-vindictive toward our family, friends, and neighbors it’s going to take a lot of getting used to before we simply ignore the notoriety of our sex lives (including those with kinkier inclinations) seen for public consumption, our spoken-too-late-to-filter-remarks that will surely insult or hurt someone (known to us or not), or even our simple hesitation at furthering a romantic relationship with someone we’ve just casually met (that foot-dragging,  when known by our potential partners, would likely absolve the “sex lives” concern via lack of follow-up but with an accompanying decline in population continuation; yet, given the burdens human expansion puts on our planet, maybe that’s a good result after all)—extending existing concerns about employers not giving applicants a fair consideration after prying into their private lives they’ve let be showcased on Internet social media.

 These are all critically-important issues at a time when our technological innovations have already produced all-absorbing-social-media-obsessions, automobiles and home gadgets being run by the Internet, confrontations between the news media and the various rulers of government and industry over issues of national security, leaked secrets, improper (illegal?) actions in the full range of local/ national/global levels, all of which seem to be intensifying much faster than our judicial system, social mores, or even personal needs are barely capable of keeping up with.  The Circle as an organization is clearly intended to be some sort of combination of Apple, Facebook, Google, Twitter, and the like, but there’s little about its structure, employee perks, charismatic leader (just Eamon, like Steve Jobs was always the public face of Apple when both he and Steve Wozniak ran the place), desire for total market domination, and impact on the individual lives of its multitude of subscribers that feels all that fictional.  This real-world-reflection's shown even in the depiction of women in the high-tech-workplace—which initially implies it will be more egalitarian in this movie than reports in my area reveal about sexism still pervading much of the true Silicon Valley—with men as the important innovators in this story; Annie running away from the direction her company’s headed rather than doing anything to force reconsideration of those priorities; Mae presented as someone who’s able to simply overcome her parents’ humiliation and her ex-boyfriend’s death after their unwanted-intrusions, all in the name of abstract-ideological-purity, holding everyone accountable at all times for everything they might do.  (I wish her well in leading such a saintly life for her remaining decades, now she’s become a 24/7 public commodity.)

Bottom Line 
Final Comments: 
As noted above, I think The Circle presents a lot of vital, thoughtful ideas about current uninhibited-galloping into so many of our less-humane-human-interactions (despite the nobler-intentions of The Circle’s co-founders and their young hoards of easily-convinced, easily-led followers), even as I also think the movie’s conclusions come across as a bit ambiguous—at worst unexplored—given the gravity of all that's being challenged here.  Still, I find it much more worthy as a viewing/after-the-fact-consideration-or-conversation experience than the impression you’d get by checking out the standard review synthesizers-sites of Rotten Tomatoes (a pathetic 16% positive responses from 67 noted) and Metacritic (a surprisingly higher score from these usually-snobbier-writers, although only a 43% average, based on 30 reviews; more details on both in links far below) so it might be suspect to follow my outlier position (although I am in league with supportive responses such as you’ll find from Mick LaSalle of the San Francisco Chronicle, Owen Gleiberman of Variety); you’ll just have to make that choice yourself if you haven’t done so already (apparently not that many have yet—or have just chosen not to go—because The Circle’s taken in only about $9 million domestically [U.S.-Canada] in its 1st week of release, despite playing in 3,163 theaters, so it’s barely met half of its production budget, showing that despite the movie-star-value of its 2 leads the overall negative critical response seems to have had an impact upon attendance this time, even if that's not always
the case).  I accept the disturbing concepts as presented reasonably, I find the acting to be solid throughout, while there’s little occurring in the world outside the movie house to even begin to contradict what’s being shown on screen.  This occurs even to the point of big-screen-reminders still needing to be made prior to the showing for the audience to turn off their cellphones for the benefit of those of us who’d prefer to watch what we paid for rather than be distracted by the constantly-bright-glow of little screens all over the auditorium, but in a twist on that, though, right at the end of the movie Tom runs backstage to prevent Mae’s total transparency project from going any further in its instant-worldwide-coverage by cutting off the power in The Circle’s auditorium, but that audience, already aligned with Mae, lights up their ubiquitous cellphones to keep her illuminated as social power slips away from the tech giants who started her in this radical direction.

 I’ll wrap up these comments on The Circle with the choice of my standard device to give one last perspective on this movie but from the viewpoint of another artform by suggesting as my Musical Metaphor the song “Mr. Cellophane” (music by John Kander, lyrics by Fred Ebb for the original stage dramatic-musical [1975]) from the Best Picture-Oscar-winning Chicago (Rob Marshall, 2002) at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WKHzTtr_lNk (sorry, but the original wide-screen-format’s been squeezed to the old 4x3 configuration of yesteryear’s film and video images at this link; if you’d like to see what it should look like, although in a shortened version of the full scene, go here) because as Amos Hart (John C. Reilly) sings about being essentially an “invisible” man, ignored by both his wife, Roxie (RenĂ©e Zellweger), and society at large, I see that as being the eventual outcome of Mae Holland’s seeming-conversion to total transparency, that we’d all simply become invisible conduits of increasingly-mundane-daily-activities (with only the most radical among us being willing to have their unconventional lifestyles/ideas/actions put forth for likely rejection/ ridicule/reaction) while “you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I’m there!”
                  
SHORT TAKES (spoilers also appear here)
               
                                    Born in China (Lu Chuan)
        
This is latest feature-film-release from the Disneynature unit, in support of preserving what biodiversity is still left to our increasingly-human-challenged planet—opened to coincide with Earth Day—with the present focus on various animals or birds native to China: snow leopards, golden snub-nosed monkeys, giant pandas, chiru antelopes, and red-crowned cranes.
                 
 I’ve done my best to get this next review to truly qualify under the concept of Short Takes (although I’m still pushing the concept to its limits) because there’s not really all that much to say about this latest Disneynature documentary except the cinematography is exquisite while the content provides rarely-seen-glimpses into the lives of animals that most of us will never see in the wild: a mother snow leopard (named Dawa—for our convenience—as noted by narrator John Krasinski) and her 2 cubs living in the highlands where her chief prey are mountain sheep (although we don’t witness her killing any of them, just returning home with a carcass for her little family to eat); a large group of golden snub-nosed monkeys, with the focus on an adolescent one (known to us as Tao Tao) who’s being pushed out of his direct family unit by his father (who sets the tone for his many “wives” and offspring) as attention shifts to his newborn sister; in the bamboo growth in a nearby section of the same valley forests we see a female giant panda (Ya Ya) display an opposite reaction to her little cub (Mei Mei), as Mom faces the dual challenge of teaching daughter the necessary skill of climbing trees but isn’t ready for her to get too independent just yet; on the high Tibetan plains of this vast country we witness the annual migration of the female chiru antelopes, as they leave the males behind to trek a long journey to a specific lake where their calves are born, bond with the mothers, then all of them return to the males so the whole process can start over again; the final participants in this cinematic-exploration of how these various animals’ lives evolve over a year’s seasons (from one spring to the next, emphasizing the circular nature of this presentation) are red-crowned cranes, but we see them mostly in the opening introductions, then as it’s all symbolically drawing to a close.

 Life’s harder for some of our characters in the wild than others.  Despite the sudden appearance of a few wolves as the chiru make their homeward-bound-journey, the sheer size of the horned-herd keeps the predators at bay; nothing threatens these pandas’ existences either except inherent, inevitable growth of Mei Mei who’ll eventually go her own way (although, with no footage of a male panda to be seen, Ya Ya’s nuzzling a newborn in the wrap-up so continuity’s in her life cycle as well).  For Tao Tao, there’s unsettling distance put upon him by his biological family, but he makes up for that by hanging out with a similar group of “lost boys,” at least until such time as Dad pops in to thrash the elder male leader of this group, after which Tao Tao’s welcomed back into the family circle as a reward for saving his little sister from an attacking goshawk, the only predators the very young monkeys have to fear.  Dawa’s fate is the most tragic as she’s driven from her established territory by another female snow leopard and her 3 adult sons, then she injures a paw on a sharp rock covered by snow during the winter; no long able to catch sheep she attempts to kill a yak calf only to be gored by its own large, protective mother resulting in Dawa’s death, her young
cubs now left to fend for themselves, as narrator Krasinski tells us of the legend of these elegant cranes ferrying the souls of dead animals from our world to the next.  Let’s face it, if in watching this documentary you can’t appreciate the ongoing natural struggles of all these species to keep surviving on a daily basis in their various, varied environments or you can’t find your heart melting at the sight of all of these charming cubs, calves, and baby monkeys or you can’t appreciate how we intrusive humans need to preserve the habitats of these creatures rather than continuing our expansionist policies of deforestation and excessive sport hunting, then you’d probably never find yourself spending money on a ticket for a film like this anyway.  For the rest of us, Born in China proves a satisfying celebration of Earth Day and beyond (a percentage of the first week’s receipts went to projects of the World Wildlife Federation although you can still make your own direct donations to WWF if you like)*, a beautiful cinematic experience with some footage during the closing credits that helps us understand how difficult it is to film these animals without the crews imposing themselves on these fragile lives while they’re being observed.

*At this documentary’s official website (noted a bit farther below, along with its other related links) you can find an extensive educator's guide if you'd like to make some use of all that information.

 Just to wrap us these comments in a concise fashion, I’ll note critical response was quite good at Rotten Tomatoes for ... China (83% positive reviews) although not so great at Metacritic (57% average score), while the worldwide gross has so far been quite moderate with a $16.6 million total after 1 week in release ($7.1 million domestically in 1,508 theaters, the rest from foreign markets) so I hope it continues for a while longer, helping raise our consciousness of the delightful neighbors that we humans share this fragile planet with.  As a proper send-off to this posting to help encourage that hope I’ll offer a Musical Metaphor for Born in China that speaks to the ongoing-but-necessary growth and changes that impact everything on Earth—animal, vegetable, or mineral—Joni Mitchell’s “The Circle Game” (on many of her albums but originally from 1970’s Ladies of the Canyon) at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwHypkS7mu8 (I’ve used this before a couple of times [but I never tire of hearing it nor being set straight in my own muddled mental wanderings by it’s insightful beauty] so this is a different version, done live with James Taylor in London’s Royal Albert Hall, 1970) because, just like this movie, it reminds us “We can’t return we can only look Behind from where we came And go round and round and round In the circle game.”  I’ll go round and round somewhere myself until we meet up again soon with more reviews from the more verbal one of the internationally-famous Two Guys in the Dark (Pat Craig, I know you’re out there somewhere; we’d all love to hear from you sometime when the spirit so moves you to write).
               
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Here’s more information about The Circle:



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l--GgT8a08I (57:08 [but be patient, it doesn’t start until :45 in then begins with the same trailer as above] interesting interview [from the Twitter headquarters!] with director James Ponsoldt, actors Emma Watson, Tom Hanks, Patton Oswalt, and Twitter co-founder/CEO Jack Dorsey, including some commentary on diversity—or lack thereof—in the tech workplace along with some collective love for Twitter)



Here’s more information about Born in China:



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UmOuHjXcmSY (8:30 behind-the-scenes clips, including of narrator John Krasinski and shots of how difficult the filming was, some of the latter incorporated into the final credits of the movie)



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Thursday, April 27, 2017

Colossal, The Lost City of Z

             Domestic Imbalances Lead to Dangers Abroad

                                                    Reviews by Ken Burke
                
                               Colossal (Nacho Vigalondo)
                
In this strange mishmash of dead-end lives, unresolved romances, and giant monsters suddenly appearing in Korea you’ll find quirky humor, unexpected plot twists, dysfunctionality played for reasonable laughs, and a surprise ending as an alcoholic woman frighteningly realizes that somehow she’s the controlling force behind the creature terrorizing Seoul.
              
“Executive Summary” (no spoilers): Anne Hathaway effectively portrays Gloria whose promising writing career cratered due to her daily alcoholism which also breaks up her relationship, requiring her (in jobless desperation) to return to her long-ago-hometown to live in an abandoned house still owned by her parents.  Soon she’s reacquainted with old-grade-school-friend Oscar (Jason Sudeikis), now running a local bar he inherited from his father, although his main focus is the nightly-after-hours-drinkfest-until-dawn with a couple of close buddies.  Gloria takes a part-time-job there, joins the boys with their early-morning-beers, then stumbles toward home but with a clumsy nap on a playground bench.  Things get weirdly-complicated when a giant monster starts appearing every day in Seoul, Korea (then vanishes without a trace) which Gloria quickly realizes is some sort of avatar of her, with her actions unconsciously (at first) controlling the beast, a frightening secret she finally reveals to Oscar’s small circle.  From this cluster of opening premises (with little attempt at rational explanations, although a cause-and-effect-connection is shown much later in the plot) we explore Gloria’s guilt and reactions to the havoc she’s causing a world away from her otherwise-uninteresting-location, Oscar’s confused responses to both her reappearance in his life and the complications that are inherent with Gloria, then finally the unanticipated confrontations that keep changing the tone/direction of this extremely unique film.

 While I have a positive reaction to Colossal, with a recommendation to see it because of its most unusual premise and exploration of its odd narrative approaches, I’ll also say its generally unsympathetic characters, unexpected twists of plot direction, and somewhat violent conclusion may not be as accommodating to all tastes as the generally favorable critical reactions to this film might indicate.  You'll lose a lot of surprise-satisfaction if you continue to read the more-detailed-exposition below; however, you might also save yourself some cash better invested elsewhere if you do just read all the details I offer rather than buy into something just too strange for your tastes.

So, curious readers, if you can abide plot spoilers in order to learn much more about the particular cinematic offering under examination this week please feel free to read on for more of the traditional Two Guys in-depth-explorations in our brilliant (!)-but-lengthy review format.

What Happens: (Disclaimer: If this synopsis makes no sense at times, blame Spanish writer-director Vigalondo because I’m just transcribing what occurs, not trying to explain how it happens.)  After an odd beginning where a little girl in Seoul, Korea’s looking for her lost doll in a park at night only to suddenly see a huge monster appear, we jump 25 years to Gloria’s (Anne Hathaway) life in NYC, which couldn’t be more of a mess; about a year ago she lost her noted job as a nonfiction writer for an internet magazine, she’s turned into an alcoholic staying up most nights getting bombed with her friends (it’s not clear—as with many plot points here, but insisting on rationality’s not what this film’s about—whether the drinking led to the job loss [most likely] or whether it’s a response to a once-promising-career now going nowhere), all leading to her boyfriend, Tim (Dan Stevens), throwing her out of their Manhattan apartment until she’s able to get her act together again.  With nowhere else to go, she returns to her Mainhead hometown (also not clear where it is, could be upstate NY, somewhere in New England, or maybe out in the Midwest—1 review I read said NJ) where her parents still own an empty house (possibly it's the one she grew up in until they moved away when she was a child; otherwise, it’s just another odd, unexplained plot convenience).

 She moves in, soon reconnects with childhood friend Oscar (Jason Sudeikis) who’s taken over his late Dad’s bar, walled off the back part of the huge place which still has a Country & Western vibe, upscaled the rest of it, then spends most of his early-mornings continuing to down beer (Schlitz, Pabst Blue Ribbon get prominent product placement) and bourbon with close friends Garth (Tim Blake Nelson) and Joel (Austin Stowell).  In no time Gloria’s got a part-time-job at the bar (with encouragement to Oscar to reopen the back section) as well as a regular place at the after-hours-table with the drinking buddies (as they ultimately piss away the bar’s profits, I’d think, because of this nightly guzzling ritual), as Oscar shows her some needed warmth and understanding (although she doesn't usually remember  too much of what they talk about during these imbibing-sessions).

 As Gloria staggers home at sunrise she always walks through a park, usually sleeping off her stupor on a bench until she can get back to her inflatable-bed (essentially, her only furniture; even it’s no good as a small leak quickly deflates it).  Oscar surprises her with a giant screen TV, but the news she sees is all about the reappearance of the gigantic Seoul monster who seems to come from/disappear into thin air, although causing horrible havoc in this faraway-land (including so many awful deaths) stomping around the city in a distracted manner when it's materialized.  Through a few chance observations, Gloria then realizes that her bodily movements are all being copied by the monster so she assumes she’s somehow responsible for manifesting it, with the only connection she knows (gradually revealed to us through a series of ever-increasing-flashbacks of a windy day when she and Oscar were bringing little dioramas to grammar school, hers was of Seoul [not sure why nor if his was also] but blew away in the wind in a spot that later become this enchanted playground; Oscar retrieved it yet stomped it to smithereens [he was jealous of her natural writing ability], bringing about an intense anger in her which we see leads to the 1st appearance of the creature in Korea, somehow linked to the little monster and robot dolls she and he drop in the last shot of the concluding flashback).  She reveals her secret to Oscar, then his friends, which sparks his jealousy again because he always felt worthless (while admiring her for getting out of their dead-end-hometown-existence), with his response leading to the appearance of his robot—gigantic, of course—in Seoul, clearly operated by Oscar in that same mysterious playground space.  Gloria responds by getting a message from a local Korean, then using it to have her monster spell out an apology for the disruption in Seoul, with Gloria then trying to avoid both drinking and the playground to eliminate further trouble; however, she spends a night with Joel which just fuels Oscar’s wrath, leading him to activate his robot again, with great damage overseas.

 Later that day Oscar sobers up, apologizes, sends over a vanload of his uncle's unneeded furniture to try to help fill up Gloria’s still-mostly-empty-house, but then Tim shows up in hopes of reconciliation with Gloria, throwing troubled Oscar into distraught bedlam again, ultimately using a giant Mexican firecracker to cause damage in his bar just to show them how irrational he can be.  Oscar’s now determined that Gloria will remain in Mainhead with him rather than return to NYC with Tim or he’ll keep coming back on a daily basis to the playground, using his robot to terrorize Seoul; this all leads to a playground confrontation between Oscar and Gloria where he slugs her then storms off (with her falling monster causing yet more damage in Korea).  Faced with this ultimatum, instead of leaving with Tim as planned Gloria suddenly has an idea, rushes off to Seoul where the next night (8:05am back at the playground, when the giants always appear) she confronts the robot (as the screaming crowd rushes the other way) which means that her monster is now at the playground where it hoists Oscar high in the air.  Rather than seeing the error of his self-hatred-ways, Oscar just calls Gloria a “bitch” (she can see the playground through live video coverage on her smartphone) so her monster throws Oscar out of our sight (seemingly to his death), with the robot flying into disappearance from Seoul as well, Gloria hailed by the local populace as a savior.

So What? Colossal is basically like nothing you’ve likely ever seen before (even with its silly references to the equally-silly Japanese monster movies of decades past—although the new version of Godzilla [Gareth Edwards, 2014; review in our May 15, 2014 posting] takes itself quite seriously—to useful effect—as it opens us up for a revival of those older attacks on Tokyo to now be sophisticatedly-redone in truly dire circumstances, even when the huge creatures are just in an isolated environment as in the recent reboot of King Kong in Kong: Skull Island [Jordan Vogt-Roberts; review in our March 16, 2017 posting]) because it manages to blend elements of huge creatures loose on the rampage, the complexities of romance between emotionally-damaged-individuals, plus surrealistic happenings that aren’t even as “logically” explained as the premise of radiation-infused-monsters suddenly rising out of the Pacific bent on the destruction of coastal-dwelling-human-populations, all with an overriding comic attitude in Colossal that makes for a fascinating trip to the movies.  (At least for some of us; see the next section below for dissenting opinions, although one that might be a problem for most narrative-aficionados is that neither of the main characters in this unpredictable film proves to be very likable—while Oscar's friend Garth is just unsettlingly-weird—at least until Gloria makes a risky-gamble to overpower Oscar which might have failed had his huge robot simply stomped on her tiny human presence in Seoul before his own human character was surprised, then completely overpowered by her creature back at that unexplained-physics-warping-playground.)

 If I were running South Korea (not likely, given their current political unrest—as bad as ours), I’d make permanent payments to Gloria to stay away from that spot, unless there's ever a need for her creature to re-emerge to deflect Kim Jong-un’s missile attacks—a very serious topic this wacky movie inadvertently references, given the current saber-rattling by that unhinged “Dear Leader” of the North.  Despite the absurd premise of this tale, Hathaway and Sudeikis excel in their roles with neither of them allowing us to get comfortable as to where their characters are headed next in the context of a story that always feels as eclectic as is its intentionally-overdramatized-soundtrack.

Bottom Line 
Final Comments: 
In admitting this film isn’t likely to be something that can be encouraged for universal embrace, I look no farther than my own viewing experience in which my wife, Nina, and I both enjoyed this oddball bit of cinematic diversion while our two viewing companions both felt it was a total waste of time and “celluloid” (in that it’s most likely shot and projected on video, the norm these days, rather than the traditional 35mm filmstock used—despite great difficulties shooting with such bulky technology in the jungles of Colombia—for The Lost City of Z, reviewed just below).  Critical acclaim for Colossal has been rather high (the Rotten Tomatoes survey offers 78% positive reviews, the average score at Metacritic is 70%; more details in the links much farther below)—despite the adverse reaction from my filmically-aware-friends—although the domestic-box-office-results (from the U.S.-Canada markets) haven’t caught up to such support yet, with only about $1.4 million in receipts after 3 weeks in release (but keep in mind that’s from just 224 theaters, a steadily-growing-number, so maybe better income’s still on the horizon if this film’s wacky premise can draw in more attraction than it has so far, a “colossal” need in regard to recouping the $15 million budget); in “contrition” for my having chosen this screening (as I often do for our weekly-Friday-night-ventures to the moviehouses) I bought a round of drinks afterward, so at least I’m contributing to the support of the fine Berkeley, CA Landmark cinemas, in that the California offered lots of seating options (very few in this progressive community chose to follow my lead last weekend) while the Shattuck sports a marvelous bar (with the option of taking your beverages into the auditoriums; as usual, no payola for me in making these plugs, just encouragement to keep these venues open and thriving).

 Despite my friends’ afterthoughts about how we  all ideally could have just seen something else (to which I still disagree, but that would likely at least have allowed me to go Dutch on the drinks) I continue to advocate for Colossal to those of you looking for something unusual in an upcoming-moviegoing (or video in some format)-experience because not very much of what happens in this film is predictable (except for Gloria getting drunk on a regular basis until she decides to curb her habit in order to prevent her destructive-doppelgänger [no physical resemblance to Hathaway, fortunately for her] from causing any more damage), including those constantly-shifting-attitudes of Oscar in terms of coming to his senses or continuing to indulge in solipsistic decisions that are as destructive to his psychological continuance as Gloria’s alcoholism is to hers, which finally results in his (assumed) death rather than our anticipated reconciliation and her final, ambiguous response in a Seoul cafĂ© as to whether to have a drink in response to her tumultuous adventure or not.  So, in considering choices for my usual wrap-up-the-review-Musical Metaphor (to offer a final perspective, from the realm of another artform) I’ve decided this intentionally-crazy-film is best represented with Joni Mitchell’s version of “Twisted” (music by noted jazz saxophonist Wardell Gray in 1949, lyrics added by Annie Ross in 1952) from her 1974 Court and Spark album at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iisYw0epV_Q* because its verses about the singer “being right out of [her] head” who “heard little children Were supposed to sleep tight That’s why [she] got into the vodka one night,” later proving that she’s “got a thing That’s unique and new To prove it I’ll have the last laugh on you ‘Cause instead of one head I got two And you know two heads are better than one.”  In the case of an early 20th-century-British-explorer, though, there were some who said he barely had one functioning head so let’s move on to do our own explorations about his obsessions.

*If this song gets you into a Joni mood you’ll find its YouTube page includes links (in the right-side-column) to several full plays of marvelous Mitchell albums including Court and Spark, Ladies of the Canyon (1970), Blue (1971), and Hits (1996).  Further, maybe you’d like to see Ross' version of "Twisted" from a 1959 performance with Count Basie on piano, Tony Bennett and Hugh Hefner in her audience (in further irony, Gray worked with Basie during the time when he originated this song).
                   
(somewhat) SHORT TAKES (spoilers also appear here)
                   
                     The Lost City of Z (James Gray)
               
Based on historical events, this is a biography of British explorer Percy Fawcett who made several trips into the Amazon basin in the early 20th century, to map the territory but also to find the legendary city that supposedly once housed an ancient, advanced civilization; despite opposition from countrymen and family in his quest he never wavers in his bold attempts.

 Once again we’re back in the realm of a Hollywood film based on real events,* this time the story of British Army Major (later Colonel) Percy Fawcett (Charlie Hunnam) a surveyor who, in 1905 County Cork, northern Ireland (after previous posts in Ceylon and north Africa), is a bit despondent, desiring something adventurous to provide decoration for his barren uniform (and to erase the bad legacy of his drunken, gambling father); instead he’s sent to work with the Royal Geographical Society to chart some of the jungles of South America, helping adjudicate a border dispute between Bolivia and Brazil which forces him to leave his pregnant wife, Nina (Sienna Miller), and baby son, Jack (played as a boy by Tom Mulheron, then Bobby Smalldridge), behind while he’s gone from April 1906 for a couple of years.  Upon returning he stirs up controversy by claiming he’s found some rudimentary evidence (“pots and pans” chant his detractors) of an ancient civilization somewhere in what was then referred to as Amazonia (the idea of a high culture prior to England’s is anathema to his opponents, to which Fawcett says the West has “too long been seeped in the bigotry of the Church”), but with support from a 1753 Portuguese letter claiming something similar, which Nina found in a library, Fawcett (along with close friend Corporal Henry Costin [Robert Pattinson] and RGS honcho James Murray [Angus Macfadyen]) finds himself back in the jungle in 1912 (despite the problems with arrow-attacking-natives on the last trip that could drive you from the “frying pan” 
of your boat into the “fire” of those piranha-infested-waters), with ill-prepared-for-this-difficult-journey-Murray becoming injured, sent off on the group’s last horse to find medical help for himself while the others must begrudgingly trek to civilization as well because he ruined their remaining food supplies.

*You might be interested in this lecture (1:16:00) by David Grann who wrote the 2009 nonfiction book upon which this film is based, discussing his extensive research about Fawcett's deep-Amazon-explorations; this video is also on a YouTube page where the right-column offers some useful links, this time documentaries about fabled lost cities.

 When he's back home, Fawcett’s now got another son, Brian (Daniel Huttlestone), along with Jack (who barely recognizes him), plus an angry wife determined to accompany her husband on any further expeditions in search of this mysterious “lost city of Z” (or Zed, as the Brits say; sounds much more elegant) despite his refusal to honor her intentions (coming off like Michael Corleone [Al Pacino] rejecting wife Kay’s [Diane Keaton] attempt to leave him in The Godfather Part II [Francis Ford Coppola, 1974] with a similar imperative statement about the unchanging nature of relations between men and women, although Percy does manage to get Nina pregnant again before his next departure), and threats of a lawsuit from Murray (who made it back alive after all), claiming he was abandoned, unless Fawcett apologizes, bringing yet another determined refusal from our intrepid adventurer.

 Such expeditions are put on hold anyway because WW I’s now broken out, with retired Maj. Fawcett voluntarily going back into combat (arranging for Costin along with another friend, Cpl. Arthur Manley [Edward Ashley], to be put in his unit) where we witness a typically-brutal-battle occurring in France (late September, 1916); Fawcett's badly wounded but later recovers as he reconciles with his family.  By 1923 he’s somewhat settled into rural life until his young-adult-son, Jack (Tom Holland), convinces him to search again for the elusive Z, which he finally agrees to do with financing from various American banks, John D. Rockefeller, and the RGS, but all we know is that father and son disappeared in the jungle in 1925, with rumors both of their deaths by hostile natives and (as shown in this film) acceptance by a tribe who possibly took them to the long-lost-remains of Z.  Final graphics tell us Nina continued to hope for their return until her death in 1954, then early 21st-century explorations have indicated the existence of the type of forgotten early civilizations Fawcett 
was so obsessed about.  While I was intrigued but not overwhelmed by this film, I find that overall critical response toward it is quite solid, with 88% positive reviews at RT, a 78% composite score at MC (more details in the links below); it’s growing into an audience as well, expanding in its 2nd week to 614 theaters, upping its total domestic take to about $2.5 million (not that much yet, but it’s just now expanding into wider release).  I will admit it’s somewhat fascinating to see such fiercely-sincere-determination of a person to accomplish a goal that others ridicule, along with the counter-positions of the Fawcett couple to the mores of the time (he sees nothing ludicrous about a jungle-based-civilization predating the accomplishments of his White “ruling class”—a theme that somewhat evokes the proof of sophisticated humans living prior to their intelligent primate relatives in Planet of the Apes [Franklin J. Schaffner, 1968]—while she sees herself as an independent woman capable of handling the rigors of the wilds, even without support from her otherwise-open-minded-husband) and the opportunity to learn a bit more about the explorer-fascination of this era (which led to the discovery of Machu Picchu, found by American Hiram Bingham in 1911), as well as view the lush nature cinematography, shot in the jungles of Colombia.

 Beyond the history lesson, though, it’s hard to get as involved as these filmmakers want me to in territory already seen—and noted in many other reviews—in much more engaging fictional films about the dangers of traveling a river into dangerous territory (Apocalypse Now [Coppola, 1979]) or the difficulties of strong-minded-Europeans attempting to impose their will upon the Amazon’s brutal terrain (Werner Herzog’s Aguirre: The Wrath of God [1972]), Fitzcarraldo [1982]).  These hesitations on my part don’t mean The Lost City of Z wouldn’t be an enjoyable experience, particularly if you’d like your (like mine) vague-historical-consciousness of such events to be expanded, but for me it was more noble intention than engaging result.  However, I do admire Fawcett’s yearning to pursue his quest (as a spiritualist woman during a lull in WW I combat tells him he’s compelled to do), so to finish this off with a Musical Metaphor I’ll offer a cluster from The Moody Blues’ 1968 album In Search of the Lost Chord about an equally-driven-obsession (in this case, to attain higher consciousness) starting with the brief introduction of “Departure” at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ywimaX7InU, then the closing-combo of “The Word/Om” at https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wRGJbk4XpYs (with added visuals, many of our planet in further evocation of the exploratory spirit of Maj. Fawcett; if you’d like to do your own exploring of the entire album, here it is [42:00, also with lots of related and intriguing visuals including the ones accompanying “Dr. Livingston, I Presume” about another famous explorer, him of the wilds of Africa]—as with other YouTube citations in this posting the … Lost Chord page contains links in its right-side-column to other related options, in this case additional full albums by The Moody Blues).
                
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Here’s more information about Colossal:



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7T8XGPg4FJk (6:26 compilation of clips from the film, gets a little repetitive of the above trailers; some shots look a bit dark but that’s just appropriate to the context of the locations and time of day settings of the story)



Here’s more information about The Lost City of Z:



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLGRLx_WwYA (32:51 interview with director James Gray [who does most of the talking] and actors Sienna Miller, Robert Pattinson, Tom Holland, Angus Macfadyen including Gray’s explanation about why he insisted on shooting on 35mm rather than video, despite the extra cost and production difficulties)



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Finally, for the data-oriented among you, Google stats say over the past month (which they seem to measure from right now back 30 days) the total unique hits at this site were 23,160; below is a snapshot of where and by what means those responses have come from within the previous week (by chance I got some hits from South Korea this week even before discussing Colossal; I also have the honor of interest from 5 of the 6 continents I hope to reach [missing only Africa, with little hope of connecting with Antarctica until the penguins get better access to laptops or even smartphones]):